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Post by himiko on May 25, 2007 2:44:52 GMT 9.5
Ooooh, yay *waits excitedly*
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Post by Mab Rox on May 25, 2007 12:49:24 GMT 9.5
*Chapter 3: To Every Action…* Lore When Lore awoke she had no idea where she was. There were crystals everywhere; shimmery, purple crystals that seemed to put forth their own light. Weird. She stood, pulling a hand through her hair. Or attempting to. She frowned as her she found her long blond hair to be pulled up. She turned back to a crystal to use it as a mirror. Her eyebrows rose really high. What she was wearing was very different from what she had gone to sleep in. For starters, she was in a lavender dress. Not only was it a dress (though even tomboy Lore had to admit that it was a beautiful one—long, robe-like skirt, and tight, scoop-neck bodice with kimono sleeves), but it was lavender. That was bad, but she really, really liked her hair. It was looped up in the most elegant fashion, and a circlet of black roses rested on her forehead. I’m dreaming, she thought, and started walking. Or, she tried to. She began to wobble as soon as she moved—Lore was not 6-inch-stiletto hell material. But hey, at least they were back. Alison Alison woke in a blessedly dark room. She frowned as she stood, knowing from the feel of the clothes upon her skin that she was somewhere—and in something—entirely different than the night before. She reached up to touch her chestnut-brown razor-cut hair. She gasped as she felt braids with what felt like stones braided into them in a chaotic non-pattern about her hair. She slid her hands over her body, and frowned. She seemed to be wearing only a bra with some sort of netted top, and a long, billowy skirt. She took a step forward, arms extended, and sighed. Apparently, she was wearing high-heels, to complete the ensemble. She, unlike Jackie and Lore, knew how to walk in heels. Jackie When Jackie woke, she felt pressure on her chest. She scowled, and dragged herself upright from the pile of leaves where she had been resting. She looked down, and nearly had a heart attack. She was wearing full armor. Full platemail armor. She tossed her hair back, and smiled. That was loose, as normal. She knew she was dreaming, because she had only seen the clothes (if they could be called that) that she was wearing in books on medieval knights. She took a step forward, and smiled slightly. The armor might turn out to be a pain, but she had just seen a sword lying on the ground. She picked it up. A pointy object. Score! Marco Marco woke up with a definite headache. He stood, shaking his head to rid himself of the pain, and then scowled. He should have known better—moving one’s head vigorously when one has a headache does not usually stop the pain. Now that he was upright, though, he could see what he was wearing. And he was sure that he hadn’t gone to sleep in a leather tunic and green leggings. Not to mention the sword at his waist and dagger at his hip. This dream was seriously weirded out. And possibly not in a good way. Sawyer Sawyer awoke under rather different circumstances than all the others. He was in an open field, which had archery targets and other implements of fighting practice. He stood upright, not noticing that a red tunic and leggings clad his form. Unlike Marco and Jackie, he had no weapons. Unlike Lore and Alison, he did not appear to be in a supernatural place. Sawyer yawned, and started walking across the field. There seemed to be a castle fortress on his left. Maybe someone there would tell him why he appeared to be not in the 21st century anymore. (sorry that took so long! Sawyer was being a bitch...)
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Post by hilloneko on May 25, 2007 19:12:09 GMT 9.5
Loves it and wants to read more.
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Post by Tosca on May 25, 2007 19:24:54 GMT 9.5
*worships* Twas sheer awesomeness! WRITE MORE OR DIE!!!
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Post by Mab Rox on May 26, 2007 2:08:36 GMT 9.5
*cowers* OK! OK! LOL.
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Post by Tosca on May 26, 2007 2:25:21 GMT 9.5
Muahahahahah.... the forceful pestering seems to work...
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Post by Mab Rox on May 26, 2007 2:29:43 GMT 9.5
I told Himiko I'd write her a fic, so do you want that before or after I update this?
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Post by hilloneko on May 26, 2007 4:44:16 GMT 9.5
both both!! I know that is unrealistic but I have no idea, maybe the new fic but this one is pure awesomeness. *flips coin to decide* I guess the new fic.
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Post by Tosca on May 26, 2007 5:30:30 GMT 9.5
What is this new fic? If you don't sleep you can do both! *cracks whip*
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Post by Mab Rox on May 26, 2007 7:02:48 GMT 9.5
Well, it is the weekend...*devilish look* LOL. Hopefully the next Bloodlines chap won't take me so damn long...
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Post by Tosca on May 26, 2007 7:32:16 GMT 9.5
Yes, we all hope so too! But, back to the point - what is this shiny new fic you speak of?
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Post by Mab Rox on May 26, 2007 8:38:35 GMT 9.5
I belive I described it as a Mab/Merin angry!sex fic. LOL
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Post by Tosca on May 26, 2007 8:53:28 GMT 9.5
An angry Mab/Merlin lemon(ade)? I am... intrigued and nauseous at the same time.
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Post by hilloneko on May 26, 2007 9:04:19 GMT 9.5
wow that is a very interesting idea. though I am a little scared.
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Post by Mab Rox on May 26, 2007 9:06:02 GMT 9.5
Yanno, I am, too. A little.
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