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Post by Incapability on Apr 28, 2007 23:54:06 GMT 9.5
Poor Mab.
She is almost inhumanly patient considering it's her. Poor Lilly. Poor both of them.
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Post by Tosca on Apr 28, 2007 23:55:38 GMT 9.5
Yeah, I thought that. Very patient indeed... for her. ^^ Wonder how long it'll last.
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Post by himiko on Apr 29, 2007 5:14:08 GMT 9.5
Hmmmm, I'm thinking not very long.
Love the part!
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Post by mirandafan on May 1, 2007 0:26:52 GMT 9.5
Lillian balanced a coin on her fingers. She watched it move along like it was sitting upon waves in the water. She then brought the coin into her fist, and opened her hand again to reveal it was gone. This was a simple hand trick, that many people practicing magic these days would know how to perform. The difference when she did it, however, was that the coin really had vanished. Eyes open wide, she looked at Mab for reassurance. Unimpressed, Mab indicated she needed more then a simple trick with a gesture of her hand, flinging the vanished coin back into existence, and onto the table top. Lillian concentrated on the coin, moving her fingers as if they were holding the strings of a puppet. The coin bounced along the splintered wood like a rubber ball. Mab would of yawned, but instead, just rolled her eyes. A little disappointed, Lillian used both her hands, turning her palms up ward, and pushing her self up to a standing position. The table wobbled a bit. Mab, expressionless, stood up. At near the end of her rope, she took a breath in hopes to clear her thoughts. In that breath the face of Big Ben shattered. The sound was that of a window breaking under a blunt force. Glass, numbers, and all came down toward the city like a rain fall. Distance shouts could be herd from the streets. Mab knew people were watching as she collected the pieces, and reapplied them like puzzle pieces. Each number, each blade of glass. Her strength growing all along the way.
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Post by Incapability on May 1, 2007 1:36:36 GMT 9.5
Ah, power moment, power moment!!!!!
Was it Mab or Lillian who shattered the clock? I'm afraid I'm too dumb to notice.
Other than that, power moment!!
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Post by mirandafan on May 1, 2007 1:39:07 GMT 9.5
Mab, Lillian isn't strong enough yet.
Glad you like the 'power moment'! ;D
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Post by himiko on May 1, 2007 1:49:11 GMT 9.5
Heehee. Mab broke the big clock...
Sorry, brain has melted from the heat today. Lovely part, though!
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Post by Tosca on May 1, 2007 2:12:01 GMT 9.5
ZOMG, student fails to impress Mab so Mab shatters a clock face over them - love it!
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Post by Mab Rox on May 1, 2007 23:46:18 GMT 9.5
Oh, that was wonderful. So Mab.
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Post by mirandafan on May 3, 2007 23:53:40 GMT 9.5
He stood out from the rest. Black robes, jet balck hair, pulled back in a pony tail. He had a tatoo of a dragon up his right arm. With the others, he stood at the foot of Big Ben, looking up to watch it put itself back together with not so much the same confusion. He was a close follower to Queen Mab. He knew her work when he saw it. His hazel eyes, much like two glowing cats eyes, gazed around at the jumble of gawkers before dashing towards the clocks entrance, and then up the long stairways. (I don't know if you could really do that, but I don't recall Big Ben ever breaking so abrubtly either, so figure it's okay
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Post by Mab Rox on May 4, 2007 1:29:50 GMT 9.5
;D Cool. Is he an OC?
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Post by Tosca on May 4, 2007 2:48:31 GMT 9.5
Ooh, fit new character! *peers* I wonder how he knew enough about Mab to be a follower, though... ^^ Shiny and interesting stuff!
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Post by mirandafan on May 4, 2007 9:50:28 GMT 9.5
I feel really awful asking....but what's OC? ;D "Did I do something wrong?" Lillian asked once the clock's face was fully restored. Mab looked at her, her eyes just loosing there flame. "Hush," She hissed, a brow raising. She came towards the small wooden door, her ear pressing close, eyes narrowing, hair falling forward with the movement of her robes. "Is someone coming?" Lillian asked. Mab didn't bother to answer. The current made it's way up towards them. A thumping sound, so this was a being of solid mass. Mab searched her mind for the logical answers. If such a display of power had justy been witnessed by the several occupents of London, then surly, the act would conjur up enough belief for her own strength to grow. What of others? Other wizards, witches, faries even, of a lost century. Could they come back? The foot falls ceased. She backed away from the door, just as it flung open. He stood in the door way. A frightful looking man, a man that should possibly be confined to a circus. He first looked at the girl, who cowered. And then he saw Mab. And he bowed. Mab's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "I have waited so long for your return," He dared to look up, meeting her eyes. She would not know him. They had never met. But his obsessions with her gave him all the more knowledge. Lillian hoovered in the background, watching the exchange with confusion. This man was never before mentioned in fables, or fairy stories. He had no meaning, so how could he be remebered? "If you partten the intrusion," He continued, rising carefully before Mab. "If I may explain my presence here?" Mab gave him a look that demanded as much, but said nothing. "My name is Orlando," The man explained, hands rubbing hard together in front of him. With nerves, or with impatients in having to explain himself. It was not a clear action. "I have been brought up with the Pegan beliefs. I am an ordinary man, that wished to be extrodinary." Mab was already bored with him. She was not in the mood for another student. "What is it you want, mortal?" she snapped. He winched at the sound of her voice. "To be your follower, to do your biding. I only wish for your survival, my Queen." Okay, thought Lillian. He's a complete crazy. Mab grinned tightly. Crazy, indeed. But useful? He may be.
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Post by Mab Rox on May 4, 2007 10:08:08 GMT 9.5
OC=Original Character. ;D Sorry about that.
And I like!
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Post by hilloneko on May 4, 2007 12:39:36 GMT 9.5
Yes me likes very much. ^^
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