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Post by micaylah on Nov 9, 2008 21:17:10 GMT -5
Mica smiled at him as she put her hand on top of his. "I know Doug." she told him. "Caleb is strong, smart, and a hell of a fighter. I know he'll be okay." She motioned to him to sit. "Tell me about yourself. With all the bickering in the cave I am sorry to say I don't know anything about you."
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Post by douglas9465 on Nov 10, 2008 12:47:29 GMT -5
Doug sat back down on the rock as he began to speak. "Well....up until now I have been a wanderer as they call it. I never settle down anywhere long. I am always on the go. I swear I have been around the United states at least three times, and that is not including my trips to Europe and Africa along with other places. I guess I am kind of a "scavenger" maybe? I like to search for things. I have no family, my mom died when I was young and my father left us. I was an only child so I had to fend for myself most of my life. Fortunately for me I had an uncle who I loved and cherished. He left me his entire estate and that is how I do my traveling, plus I give to charity and what not. Once I met Salgou though, everything change. I felt that I didn't need any money, that Salgou and I could do anything our hearts desired. And that is how I ended up here with you guys." Now I have told you my story, lets hear yours. Doug sat back intently waiting for her to respond.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 10, 2008 21:21:57 GMT -5
Mica listened intently to Doug as he told her about himself. She smiled as he told her about him and Salgou. She closed her eyes as he asked her about herself. “It is not an interesting story.” She told him as her green eyes looked intently at him. She brushed her long black hair from her face as she hooked it behind her ear.
“I was raised with my people.” She stopped as she saw the questioning look on his face. “My people are a cross between what you would know as gypsies, native Americans, and witches.” She watched his face for his reaction then went on. “We live all over the country. The group as a whole raises the children. You’ve heard the saying it takes a village to raise a child? My parents have trained me for this war since my birth. They fought many years before being taken in battle. Kyra came to me when I was young but we did not bond until I was old enough to decide to fight. Once I made the commitment, we were bonded.” She showed Doug the prowling panther on her shoulder blade. “I was trained primarily in the South. That’s where I met Caleb. We just kind of had a connection. We grew so close that he became my big brother in heart. I would do anything for him, including lay down my life.” She stared at Doug. “My parents had amassed many holdings throughout the country. Safe houses for our travels. My people have had many years to acquire property, money and holdings. I am like the high priestess of my people. I have visions, can see truth in words and I know what people are feeling.” She smiled. “Do not worry. I cannot read minds only feelings.”
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Post by douglas9465 on Nov 10, 2008 22:09:12 GMT -5
Doug listened intently as she told him all of this. "Well, it certainly is a pleasure to have met such an astonishing person as yourself. I am sure glad I am on your side!" He laughed grinningly as he spoke.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 11, 2008 8:38:39 GMT -5
Mica began grinning too as she laughed. "I am hardly astonishing." She told him as her eyes cast into the fire. "Caleb...now Caleb is an astonishing person. I have never met anyone who sees the good in everyone and everything the way he does." Her smile left briefly then she forced it to return. "I'm sure he'll be fine." she said more to herself than anything.
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Post by douglas9465 on Nov 11, 2008 21:37:38 GMT -5
By this time Doug had all ready fallen asleep on the rock with the cover over him. It had been a long day and he needed his rest for the search to continue.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 11, 2008 22:58:24 GMT -5
Mica smiled as she heard the soft snores coming from Doug. She turned to see him fast asleep. She laughed softly and shook her head. She stood and walked to the cave entrance. She sat on the ground with her back against the rock wall. She turned her face to the moon, feeling its power wash over her. She said the words to the night sky and drew that power within her.
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Post by douglas9465 on Nov 12, 2008 16:49:09 GMT -5
Doug woke up a few hours later to see Mica still there at the post. He got up and walked over to her. "Get some rest now, I will take over for the rest of the night." Doug said as he sat on a nearby rock.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 12, 2008 17:16:31 GMT -5
Mica smiled as she felt herself fighting sleep. "Thanks Doug." she told him as she curled up where she was. She closed her eyes as sleep took her.
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Post by douglas9465 on Nov 12, 2008 17:47:31 GMT -5
Doug saw as she fell asleep. He went back into the cave and grabbed the cover. He then covered her up with it so that she would not be cold. He turned on his cougar sight so that he could see clearly into the night.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 12, 2008 21:30:45 GMT -5
Mica arose with a start. She sprang to a low crouch as her eyes surveyed the area around them. She had awakened when the vision finished playing out in her dream. She was with Doug at the cave as the dark figures surrounded them. She turned to look at Doug. "They're coming." Her hands pulled the long knives from within her boots as the silver blades glistened in the light of the moon.
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Post by douglas9465 on Nov 12, 2008 21:41:17 GMT -5
"Let them," Doug growled as his eyes turned to a bright gold cougar like appearance. "I'm ready!"
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Post by micaylah on Nov 12, 2008 21:49:45 GMT -5
Mica watched as the figures slowly emerged from the darkness. She rose slowly, walking to face them. She made her way to Doug, her back against his as they were surrounded. "Are you sure you're ready?" She asked him as she twirled the blades within her hands. "There's a knife in the waist of my pants if you need it."
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Post by douglas9465 on Nov 12, 2008 21:53:21 GMT -5
Doug reached in to her pants to grab the knife as he eyed the shadowy figures still surrounding them. "Better safe than sorry I suppose." He growled as he waited to see what they would do.
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Post by micaylah on Nov 12, 2008 22:09:53 GMT -5
Mica squirmed a little as he reached into her pants. She raised an eyebrow as she turned to look at him. "It wasn't that far down." she told him with a slight laugh. She turned her attention back to the dark figures as they approached. She spun the blades within her hands as she took her stance. As the figures rushed she leapt at them, her blades slashing as she spun. She was focused and lost totally in the heat of battle as the fires erupted within her eyes. Her body moved in the ancient dance of battle that she had been trained in since a child. Her movements came fluid, without thought.
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