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Post by Admin on Jun 4, 2012 19:18:41 GMT -5
[th][cs=3][rs=3][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500] [bg=b0acab] Evangeline Mishima
Evangeline sighed, it was as if they had met for the first time and were having a cup of tea, except that she didn't wish to be here. She had a remark for his question but decided to keep it to herself even if saying it out loud for him to hear. He thinks that he can keep me here huh? We will see about that... She decided not to make her move just yet though. Her eyes looked into his face, watching him closely just in case he did something stupid. His next comment and that grin on his face sort of surprised her. Comfortable huh? We will see how long that lasts. The last comment made her smile.
She was a runner after all. Her smile faded as he started speaking about this place, the ruins. He wants to know why I am here? At least I live in this kingdom. Now why he is here... I should be asking him that question. "I could ask you the same thing." Maybe he doesn't realize I live in this kingdom. I'll leave it that way. She was debating on his question. Would she really stay? Maybe, maybe not. She wasn't sure anymore. It wasn't like she could get away from him anyway. "Yes." The words slipped out of her mouth, her eyes looking passed him at the ground for her cloak. He keeps staring at me, I'll be darned if he continues staring at me and I don't have my cloak on. She thought to herself, putting another smile on her face. "Will you back off now?" She asked him back, planning to reach for her cloak if she got the chance.
Word Count: 283
Tagged: Chevalier Lafraniere
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Post by Decimus on Jun 4, 2012 20:03:56 GMT -5
- evangeline | noon | slightly ashamed -[[ profile | journal ]] tonight will change our lives. "Guess you could. But I asked first.
[/color]" Chevalier retorted, unwilling to part with this information if she didn't do so first. It wasn't about how secretive it was, it was about not giving her the ability to ignore him. Well, theoretically. Even if he did want to answer, he wasn't sure he had a good reason for why he was there. He didn't want the conversation to get too specific on that topic- he wasn't supposed to be in Numenor without permission, was he? It was safer not to ask. Chevalier blinked, surprise apparent on his face. Yes? He was holding her against a wall, and she wasn't sounding fearful? Either this was a ploy, or she was being honest. Chevalier nodded when she asked if he'd back off, moving his hands away first before he stepped back. He clasped his hands behind his back, telling himself he'd let her run this time. " I-I'm sorry.[/color]" Chevalier stated sincerely. " That wasn't very proper of me.[/color]" That was a bit of an understatement. It was downright innapropriate. Yet, he wasn't willing to promise he wouldn't do it again or provide explanation for why he was compelled to act in such a fashion in the first place.[/size][/blockquote] ✘ chevy
[/blockquote] it's so good to be by your side.
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Post by Admin on Jun 4, 2012 20:25:13 GMT -5
| [th][cs=3][rs=3][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500] [bg=b0acab] Evangeline Mishima
Evangeline gave in and answered his question. "To get away from the rest of the world." That wasn't giving him a lot information but it seemed to answer his question, or she believed so anyway. So he is surprised huh? He should be. I'm surprised myself that I decided to not run. Yet. When he moved away she went by him and picked up her cloak, putting it back on. Her hood laid on her shoulders as she turned to look at him again. He is acting like... It didn't matter if he was a prince or some royal rich brat, she was in trouble if she was near another royal.
"Why do you care if I stay?"
It's not like I'm in danger. She thought to herself. She listened to him, not believing him. No he isn't. She smirked, "It wasn't just improper, it's inappropriate." But he knows that, doesn't he?. I wouldn't be surprised if he stopped me again. At least now I have my cloak back, and if I do run. I'm going to keep him from grabbing it this time. She stared at him for the longest moment, trying to figure him out. Her eyes searched him as if looking for answers. "What are you doing in my kingdom?" Now she felt like answers were needed. Her eyes locked with his for a few seconds. He is handsome... strong... but he isn't from here. I'm at risk being here. Even with agreeing that she would stay, she went against her word, running towards the stairs, taking a few steps down. It's time to leave, he can't find out more about me.
Word Count: 275
Tagged: Chevalier Lafraniere
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Post by Decimus on Jun 4, 2012 22:15:30 GMT -5
- evangeline | noon | generally annoyed -[[ profile | journal ]] tonight will change our lives. "Yeah,
[/color]" Chevalier's gaze shifted from her to the window, his attention on their surroundings. If you wanted to get away from people, where better than the remains of what was likely once their home? It was a mildly morbid thought, which was why Chevy was all too willing to look back at her when she asked her next question. " I... I don't know.[/color]" Chevalier admitted. " I don't know why I followed you in the first place. I just couldn't imagine not doing it.[/color]" Somehow, he doubted that was the right answer to give her. But what was said was said, so, Chevy wasn't going to make it worse by trying to offer corrections. " Yeah, sorry.[/color]" Chevalier offered a small, guilty smile. " Just don't tell my mother.[/color]" Well, or his father. But his parents would be disapointed for different reasons. At least with his mother, he could claim she'd just be disapointed with him. " I doubt you have the kingdom all to yourself. And, anyway, a bunch of fallen buildings isn't exactly the pinacle of the kingdom, is it?[/color]" Chevalier's tone wasn't vicious, it was matter-of-fact. It was also evasive at the cost of being unkind. When she began running away, he let her to his general annoyance. Instead of moving to the window, he leaned against the nearest wall, closing his eyes as he reflected on what had just happened.[/size][/blockquote] ✘ chevy
[/blockquote] it's so good to be by your side.
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Post by Admin on Jun 7, 2012 16:44:05 GMT -5
| [th][cs=3][rs=3][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500] [bg=b0acab] Evangeline Mishima
Evangeline wasn't surprised by his answer. He wasn't the first to follow her around, just the first to force her to stay. "I'm not surprised." She knew that she was attractive. Now she didn't know if that was the reason why he had followed her, but it could have been. She looked into his eyes, he really did seem to be sorry. The smirk on her lips changed into a smile. Why would it matter? Though I'm not in the mood to go around telling anybody. I hate feeling weak and telling others will get them to believe I am weak. "Don't worry, I won't tell her." Or your father if you still have one, or anybody else for that matter. She didn't dare say anything else on that sentence. Smart ass. She couldn't keep the thought to herself. "Not what I meant, sweety." She teased, "I want to know why you are here."
She paused before adding, "This is still apart of Numenor though, which means that it's mine." I won't be sharing with the rest of the kingdom however. I'll never share this place with anybody. She had said to much, which was why she had left the room. Seeing that he hadn't followed her had caught her by surprised. "So much for prince charming following me around." She whispered under her breath, running down the flight of stairs, pulling her hood over her head to cover her face again. She slowed down, coming to a walk, leaving the old building. She looked up at the window, trying to see him but couldn't. She turned and screamed, being knocked to the ground by two men. What are they doing here? Who are these people? She thought it had just been the two of them. Maybe he had brought others?
She laid on the ground, breathing hard. "Princess of Numenor huh?" One of the two men had asked. One was a neko and the other was a kuma. "Yes, what do you want?" She asked, seeing that nobody was coming to save her.
Word Count: 344
Tagged: Chevalier Lafraniere
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Post by Decimus on Jun 7, 2012 18:31:23 GMT -5
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[style=margin-bottom: -5px; font-weight: bold; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 35px; letter-spacing: -3px;]watch it burn, let it die[/style] [style=border-top: 1px dotted #b3b3b3; font-family: helvetica; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 10px; padding-top: 3px;]tonight will change our lives. it's so good to be by your side. we'll cry, we won't give up the fight. we'll scream loud at the top of our lungs. they'll think it's just 'cause we're young.[/style] | | [atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]profile[/style][atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]journal[/style][atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]time: noon[/style][atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]tag: evangeline[/style][atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]note: Nada[/style] | [atrb=vAlign,top][style=width: 305px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 10px; padding-left: 5px; border-left: 1px dotted #b3b3b3;]"Thank you, |
[/color]" Chevy grinned at the promise that his mother wouldn't be told. When she stated that it wasn't what she meant and that she wanted to know why he was here, he shrugged. That wasn't a new question, that was a statement about her desires. He wasn't compelled to give up information, anyway. " More yours than mine,[/color]" Chevalier murmured, as if just assuming she meant she was a citizen of the kingdom. That made the most sense to him even with the unconcealed attire she wore. Even the cape seemed relatively costly- it was definitely a fine one in his opinion. If Chevy took nothing else from this day, he was going to take the very simple knowledge that he should never leave the house without Kris to help him in situations like this. Evangeline's scream sent Chevalier sneaking down the stairs. He wanted to run. He wanted to jump and skip a third of the steps, but he wanted the element of surprise more. When he reached the doorway, he noticed the two guys. They sure didn't look that intimidating. With a confident, unamused expression, Chevalier shoved his hands into his pants pocket and strode toward the duo. " Hey, boys.[/color]" Chevalier greeted coolly. He stopped beside Evangeline, but he kept his gaze away from her to avoid seeming specifically sympathetic toward her around the two boys. " What's the problem?[/color]" Chevalier's hand rested on the small compartment against his thigh that was sewn in to conceal his dagger. It seemed like a good idea that he was forced to carry one around now, though he would hate to use it. ✘ chevy [/style][/td][/tr] [/table] [style=font-size: 10px; font-family: georiga; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 3px;] TEMPLATE BY SAMARECARM OF OTE + BTN[/style][/center] |
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Post by Admin on Jun 7, 2012 19:04:25 GMT -5
| [th][cs=3][rs=3][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500] [bg=b0acab] Evangeline Mishima
Evangeline thought about what had happened a few minutes ago. She couldn't help but wish that male had followed her. He seemed nice enough even if he did ask more questions instead of giving them. She looked at the two of them, waiting for them to answer her question. Finally the neko spoke up. "We want to use you against your family." Sounds as if they are just as greedy as my family. She just stared at them coldly. "Do you really expect me to just let you hold me captive? I don't think so." She moved, trying to get up. The kuma pushed her back down on the ground.
"You have no choice in this matter." He replied back to her. Where is that guy when I need him? At least he was just asking questions.... "If you push me down again I'll....." She didn't get a chance to finish her sentence before the kuma bent over, covering her nose with one hand and covering her mouth with the other. She moved her hands up, trying to push him off. The neko moved over and grabbed her wrists, keeping them down. Can't.... breath... She was having a hard time keeping her eyes open. Still having her eyes open, she tried kicking the neko. "Now now. Just relax." The kuma told her, keeping her nose clogged and mouth covered with his hands. Her eyes slowly started to close. She could hear foot steps, from who she wasn't sure. She felt the hand leave her nose, being able to breath again.
She laid there, trying to catch her breath through her nose, since her mouth was still covered. She felt her wrists get released for a second then grabbed again. "What do you want?" The neko asked looking at Chevalier. He sounded annoyed that a male had come and ruined their fun and kidnapping. The kuma let go of Evangeline and backed away. She stayed on the ground, breathing through mouth and nose. It was hard trying to breath, she had almost stopped. "There is no problem." The kuma answered Chevalier, eying him. The neko and the kuma looked at each other then back at Chevalier. "When did Evangeline princess of Numenor get a boy friend?" The neko smirked at Chevalier. "She is coming with us." He answered before grabbing two daggers off of his belt and moved towards Chevalier.
Evangeline just barely opened her eyes when she seen the kuma coming towards her again. She screamed again before her mouth and nose were covered. She stopped breathing, her body laid there like a dead fish.
Word Count: 435
Tagged: Chevalier Lafraniere
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Post by Decimus on Jun 7, 2012 19:43:36 GMT -5
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[style=margin-bottom: -5px; font-weight: bold; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 35px; letter-spacing: -3px;]watch it burn, let it die[/style] [style=border-top: 1px dotted #b3b3b3; font-family: helvetica; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 10px; padding-top: 3px;]tonight will change our lives. it's so good to be by your side. we'll cry, we won't give up the fight. we'll scream loud at the top of our lungs. they'll think it's just 'cause we're young.[/style] | | [atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]profile[/style][atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]journal[/style][atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]time: noon[/style][atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]tag: evangeline[/style][atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]note: Nada[/style] | [atrb=vAlign,top][style=width: 305px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 10px; padding-left: 5px; border-left: 1px dotted #b3b3b3;]Chevalier felt his hands clench into fists. But his expression was as calm and collected as before. He supposed he couldn't really say he didn't want anyone touching her, but, well, he didn't want anyone touching Evangeline, especially when they were covering her mouth. It was all he could do not to lose his temper and attack. When he was watching, though, she could still breathe through her nose, so he would stay calm for a few more moments, waiting for his chance.
"I don't think that's what Evangeline called me. |
[/color]" Chevalier objected. " Maybe you should ask a lady first, before getting jealous. And, unless she tells you she wants to go with you, I'm pretty sure she's staying right there.[/color]" Chevalier decided it was best not to point out that he hadn't known she was a princess. It was probably best not to say he was a prince himself, either, though it had gotten him out of uncomfortable spots in the past. Probably not this one. When the neko began approaching, Chevalier stayed still. He should have spent more time practicing this. His left hand tightened around the dagger's handle. It was a heavy, solid gold object, far fancier than he would have liked, with his surname etched into the blade. Once it was out of his pocket, he found himself focusing on which parts of the body would cause the most imediate damage. Wrists bled severely, as did the head. The stomach made people panic. Legs, arms, and feet were accessible, but not startling. Tongues bled severely, too, if he could bring the heavy metal handle of his dagger atop the other male's head, forcing him to bite his tongue and do the damage himself. Chevalier's planning was cut short when the neko got close enough to reach. The golden object made an appearance, and with confident movements, the prince took a step forward with his left foot, throwing his weight into the movement, before he pulled the knife up with his left hand toward the underside of the male's right arm. He knew that meant there was a dagger very close to his left side now- his mother would be frantic if he had any deep injuries. The prince turned his attention abruptly to the other male's left hand as he began his retreat motion, trying to pull his body back to a more neutral stance with both feet planted His mind settled on the earlier idea of bringing the dagger down onto the other male's head. It would be risky, but decisive, he hoped. ✘ chevy [/style][/td][/tr] [/table] [style=font-size: 10px; font-family: georiga; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 3px;] TEMPLATE BY SAMARECARM OF OTE + BTN[/style][/center] |
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Post by Admin on Jun 7, 2012 20:01:15 GMT -5
| [th][cs=3][rs=3][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500] [bg=b0acab] Evangeline Mishima
The neko threw his left hand forward towards Chevalier. When his underarm was moved up in the air, he slashed at Chevalier aiming for his left side. The neko moved forward as Chevalier moved back. He tried slashing Chevalier's arm with his right hand, then his left. The kuma came over towards them. "I'm going to take her back. Don't take to long." The kuma then walked over towards Evangeline and bent over to pick her up. The neko moved back slowly, watching Chevalier as well as planning his exit. He didn't want to waste his time with this guy. He came for the girl and now it was time to go. The neko turned to left in a run to follow after the kuma that had the princess hanging over his shoulder.
Word Count: 133
Tagged: Chevalier Lafraniere
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Post by Decimus on Jun 7, 2012 20:15:56 GMT -5
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[style=margin-bottom: -5px; font-weight: bold; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 35px; letter-spacing: -3px;]watch it burn, let it die[/style] [style=border-top: 1px dotted #b3b3b3; font-family: helvetica; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 10px; padding-top: 3px;]tonight will change our lives. it's so good to be by your side. we'll cry, we won't give up the fight. we'll scream loud at the top of our lungs. they'll think it's just 'cause we're young.[/style] | | [atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]profile[/style][atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]journal[/style][atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]time: noon[/style][atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]tag: evangeline[/style][atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]note: Nada[/style] | [atrb=vAlign,top][style=width: 305px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 10px; padding-left: 5px; border-left: 1px dotted #b3b3b3;]There was definitely a stunned expression on the prince's face as blood began to stain his side. Then, his left arm began to burn. This had never happened. In twenty-one years of life, he had never felt this pain. But this was what his guards must feel. Chevalier was able to avoid at least one of those slices, which was an accomplishment. When the neko began walking away, Chevalier proved he was a swift opponent. He closed the distance in seconds. With the Neko's back turned, he drove his dager into his back, aiming for the upper left section where he hoped the male's lung was. Right between the rib.
Chevalier pulled his dagger without waiting to see what sort of damage he'd done or if the neko would turn back to him. Instead, he turned his attention to the kuma.
His side ached terribly- this wasn't worth the adventure he thought he'd have. He wanted his family. He wanted someone to promise he wasn't going to die. But if he did, he was confident Kris would make a fine king.
Panic was setting in, quickening his breath to the point that no inhalation could take in enough air to satisfy him. Coupled with the adrenaline that was causing his muscles to tense, Chevalier was certainly uncomfortable now. He could only hope this wouldn't hinder him if the neko attacked again.✘ chevy [/style] |
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Post by Admin on Jun 7, 2012 20:59:52 GMT -5
| [th][cs=3][rs=3][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500] [bg=b0acab] Evangeline Mishima
The neko stood there as the dagger dug into his face. Slowly he fell to his knees and landed on the ground. His face laid upon the ground, not moving, he was dead. The kuma turned around, not hearing his friend anymore. He lifted up his arm, and threw Evangeline on the ground. Her body landed on the ground, her left wrist laid under the weight of the rest of her body, twisted some. If she had been awake, or breathing for that matter she would have screamed in pain due to the bone shifting and breaking. The kuma glared at Chevalier and ran towards him. He pulled out a small sword and slashed in Chevalier's direction.
Word Count: 117
Tagged: Chevalier Lafraniere
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Post by Decimus on Jun 7, 2012 21:11:57 GMT -5
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[style=margin-bottom: -5px; font-weight: bold; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 35px; letter-spacing: -3px;]watch it burn, let it die[/style] [style=border-top: 1px dotted #b3b3b3; font-family: helvetica; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 10px; padding-top: 3px;]tonight will change our lives. it's so good to be by your side. we'll cry, we won't give up the fight. we'll scream loud at the top of our lungs. they'll think it's just 'cause we're young.[/style] | | [atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]profile[/style][atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]journal[/style][atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]time: noon[/style][atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]tag: evangeline[/style][atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]note: Nada[/style] | [atrb=vAlign,top][style=width: 305px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 10px; padding-left: 5px; border-left: 1px dotted #b3b3b3;]Chevalier wasn't expecting the sword, no matter how small. He also wasn't expecting to have the other male running at him. He noticed too late, so when he jumped back, he hadn't moved far enough. The sword's swipe went against his chest due to his movement up and backward.
Chevy doubted it was fatally deep, but it made him want to fall to his knees. Of course, the sword crashing down again would hurt a whole lot more, so Chevalier took several more steps back, inhaling as deeply as he could manage before he threw himself straight into the Kuma in a daring- even stupid move.
Chevy threw his entire body against the Kuma's, hoping the Kuma would fall. Even if he didn't lose his balance, Chevalier swiped his own dagger upwards toward the right side of the Kuma's head, aiming for his ear the moment his body made contact.✘ chevy [/style] |
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Post by Admin on Jun 7, 2012 21:17:46 GMT -5
| [th][cs=3][rs=3][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500] [bg=b0acab] Evangeline Mishima
The kuma smiled as the sword slashed at the male. He was going to kill Chevalier for killing his friend. He threw the sword at Chevalier again, but missed because Chevalier had moved out of reach. The kuma was surprised that the death angel would dare such a move, running in close range. He moved his sword to aim for Chevaliers arm, as they made contact Chevaliers knife met his ear and he screamed trying to take a few steps back.
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Tagged: Chevalier Lafraniere
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Post by Decimus on Jun 7, 2012 21:34:47 GMT -5
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[style=margin-bottom: -5px; font-weight: bold; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 35px; letter-spacing: -3px;]watch it burn, let it die[/style] [style=border-top: 1px dotted #b3b3b3; font-family: helvetica; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 10px; padding-top: 3px;]tonight will change our lives. it's so good to be by your side. we'll cry, we won't give up the fight. we'll scream loud at the top of our lungs. they'll think it's just 'cause we're young.[/style] | | [atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]profile[/style][atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]journal[/style][atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]time: noon[/style][atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]tag: evangeline[/style][atrb=vAlign,top][style=margin-top:5px; width: 90px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; background-color: #2a2a2a; color: #f9f9f9; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 3px;]note: Nada[/style] | [atrb=vAlign,top][style=width: 305px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 10px; padding-left: 5px; border-left: 1px dotted #b3b3b3;]Yep. It was official. He was going to die. His entire body felt like it was on fire now with the latest attack on his arm. Maybe it was this searing pain that encouraged his next, perhaps unnecessary move. As the kuma stepped backward, Chevalier moved forward, attempting to drive the handle of his dagger against the top of the kuma's head, right between his two bear ears.
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[/color]" Chevalier growled. He wasn't sure if he was talking about himself or Evangeline, honestly, but either way- if this man didn't die from the attack, he hoped he remembered. Chevalier stepped away from the kuma, the hand with his dagger trembling. Now, Eva. Whether the kuma was okay or not, he needed to see Eva. Chevy moved to where she'd landed, dropping to his knees and dropping his dagger to his side, taking in her appearance. She looked to be in an unnatural position, so he shifted her first so her arm wasn't out of place before he rested a hand on her chest to see if her chest was rising. ✘ chevy [/style][/td][/tr] [/table] [style=font-size: 10px; font-family: georiga; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 3px;] TEMPLATE BY SAMARECARM OF OTE + BTN[/style][/center] |
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Post by Admin on Jun 7, 2012 21:48:35 GMT -5
| [th][cs=3][rs=3][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500] [bg=b0acab] Evangeline Mishima
The kuma touched his ear with his hand. Blood coming out from it. "You." He ran at Chevalier who seemed to be distracted by Evangeline. When Chevalier became in reach he lifted his sword. As his sword came down he stopped, he looked down at his upper stomach. The dagger was in him. He looked down and fell to the ground backwards. Laying dead no longer moving. Evangeline didn't move. Her body seemed lifeless, since she wasn't breathing. Evangeline saw yellow light, she wasn't sure what it was so she decided to follow after it. Where am I? What is going on? Where is Chevalier?
Her thoughts ran to her mind. Am I dead? Please tell me I'm not dead, I don't want to be dead. She continued to look at the light and followed. Am I dreaming? I want to wake up. I don't like this, nobody is here. She looked around herself. Her mind kept thinking but all she could do was follow the light. It felt like it was calling for her. She wasn't all that sure why it was but she felt in her heart that it was best to follow it. Please, I don't want to be dead. Chevalier where are you? She just met him, he wasn't even a friend, not yet anyway. He had fought to save her, she wanted to thank him, but couldn't seem to find her way.
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Tagged: Chevalier Lafraniere
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