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| Elayne watched the sun rise soon everyone will be wakin up she thought wonderin what would be in store for today she shealthed her katanas and motioned for her wolf to follow her to go get breakfeast |
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The Next Day - Wake Up!
Dromar wake up groggily with a headache from the night's drinking. Man, there's no way I drank that much, he thought to himself as he kicked his feet out of bed, trying to shake the cobwebs. Dromar finally stands up and stretches out, letting out a yawn in the process. He pulls open the cabinet door, grabbing his all-powerful key. Throwing on his boots, Dromar made his way out the door and down the stairs. Who knows what today might bring, he couldn't help but think, as he entered the main room. |
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Dromar Darkwind|Der Führer von FFR|Super Elite Member
Prince of Final Fantasy Republic
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Love Much, Laugh Often, Live Well
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Karin didn't sleep until dawn the previous night, and when she awoke, only two hours had past when her alarm sounded. Karin's sheets were wrapped around her like a straight jacket, and she was slightly feverish. Her sleep last night was full of nightmares about her childhood and worse so, the demise of the mercenaries. Karin's eyes were streaming and she wiped them with her sleeve. Moaning slightly, she gathered her supplies necessary for a shower and a change of clothing, stripped and got the water to an optimal temperature.
Hopefully, today nothing too out of the ordinary happened. She was utterly exhausted. She laid her head on the shower wall and closed her eyes in attempt to relax under the heavenly water. |
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N'importe comment sombre la nuit, le matin toujours vient, et notre voyage recommence."
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| Elayne must have not realized how early it was because no one was comin to eat or anything so realize that she was to early she walked out into the courtyard and started to mediate figuring it would be long before everyone started to come out soon. |
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| Dromar took his seat at the long, wooden bar, not touching any food that had been laid out, and only drinking a cup of water. He understood that his mercenaries were becoming restless, as was he. Dromar knew it was time to get them out into the field, at least for a little training and excercise. He just didn't know what exactly. He sat there, brainstorming ideas, as he waited for his officials to wake up from their slumbers - he needed their input as well. |
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Kaosu had walked in from the back of the bar with his normal attire on. He kept it clean through wash when he had the time. They had all went to bed late but being his ninja self was one thing he had to do. He was taught to diminish his human thoughts and body feelings to overcome missions. Tiredness and taking a drink would not effect his mission. He was to take care of the place no matter what.
He looked to his captain. "How are you this morning?"
It had been a rough night for him as well. He did not have such a hang over for he could handle his beer better. He shook his head and walked over to him looking at him chuckling.
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Refreshed- or at least slightly refreshed.
Of course a warm shower felt good in the morning.
"Commander Dromar Darkwind has been assassinated," said a voice from nowhere. In a flash, Karin saw her youth self being bullied by a clan of large girls...
"Karin's stupid, ugly, and we'll kick dirt all over her until she does all of our homework..." The children laughed, and Karin cried as she recieved the blow that had resulted in 14 stitches in the head.
"We've recieved intelligence that their base was destroyed by a nuclear bomb. I'm sorry, Ms. Swift. They are no more," the voice echoed horribly, and it hit her. She flashed back to her youth days, but her teen years instead, where she was driven to a corner in boarding school.
"Hey, *****!" said the girl bullying her. "I'll give you more stitches to follow that one." Again, the blow had been to the head, and it knocked her out, but the girls continued to pound on the slight little Karin. This episode had hospitalized her for a week with a concussion, several broken ribs, and many bruises and contusions and all the girls were expelled, except for her.
Karin moaned...
"STOP! STOP!"
Karin, who had dozed off on the shower wall, awoke with a start, and turned off the water, figuring that some time had gone by. She ran into her past again, an even had a slight headache from watching it. She recalled that when she was bullied, she'd actually gotten that group of girl's bad side for standing up for a small boy named Clyde Palm. Sadly, Clyde died 5 months later in a tragic car accident. Karin's eyes were streaming at the memory. After all she stood up for the small boy, he died as a result of a drunk driver. But it was time to look past it, for she was now a Mercenary and not a schoolgirl.
After all, it was suitable to meet the leader in the morning, especially in this sort of organization. In reality, she was anxious to see if they were going to do today. Karin had donned her clothes and all of her effects and was in the midst of depositing a solid line of eyeliner. Though, as it seemed, neither the shower nor the eyeliner made the the dark gray circles wash away, and it became more apparent that she was more anxious for a nap than a mission. How was she to present herself if every pore of her face emanated tiredness and fatigue?
Cursing under her breath, she left the domain of which triggered the lack of sleep the night before and proceeded to the meal hall.
"Good morning, Commander Darkwind," nodded Karin, attempting to absorb her tiredness, but stifling a yawn all the same. "Y-y-ou have a good night sleep?"
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Last edited by Meru : 06.23.08 at 10:26:28.
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| "Commander I must say that us sittin here isnt doin anything for us its a waste of our skill we have to do something. I came here expecting to do stuff and so far all I've seen was people get drunk, if that isnt a waste of talent then i dont know what is. Plus I sense something is comin and it isnt a good feelin." |
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