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Post by Zuki Tamaro on Dec 25, 2005 3:28:09 GMT -5
The war was nearing and he hasn't able to get any sleep. His mind was set on last night when he saw Layla, his kind friend, become a vampire. He didn't know what is going on. She sided onto the dark side. Why Layla? Why? Wrath... Her name is Wrath... She has an odd taste in names... I don't... want her to die. I want her to live. But not like this. Not through a war. It's too much. Jotie growled and shook his head. He roared out loud, "AAGH! WHY DOES THIS HAPPEN TO ME!?"
He then started crying. He cried for a long time. "War... It's too strong of a subject. If we didn't have war, she wouldn't of become this... I'm losing friends already... It's usless... We are not going to win this war! I told my friend... no... Yes... My friend. I told her... She told Vlad. Does that make her an enemy? Did I do the right thing? Oh, please God... God, save me. Make this war end soon. I don't want to suffer though this."
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Post by Karita on Dec 25, 2005 12:01:08 GMT -5
Karita had been watching from the doorway, apparently unnoticed as she listened to Jotie cry. Her eye twitched, and she couldn't take it anymore. She walked up to him, and slapped him on the face, but not hard, only to get his attention.
"Get a hold of yourself, Jotie!"
Karita snapped, folding her arms as Tyran snorted from behind her.
"And calm down. This is war, and you should lead your people to vitory. A king needs to know how to keep himself under control when fighting, and before, also. Jotie, you also need to think before you act, because there are betrayers everywhere."
Karita's head felt like it would explode from the headache she was given, and Tyran couldn't get any sleep because of him.
"Unless you can't handle blood on your hands..."
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Post by Zuki Tamaro on Dec 25, 2005 16:11:51 GMT -5
Jotie gritted his teeth when he got slapped. Tears ran down his face as he spoke. "I am tired of war. It's been happening all my life. I'm tired of this and I'm tired of what to do." He clenched his fist together. "If I lead the war, I will only see death of my people..." His memory flashed back to his friend, Wrath. "Wrath... No! I can't think of friends anymore. Who's lost is lost. If I ever see Wrath again... I'll capture her and may send her to the dungeon." More tears ran down his face.
He finally is starting to take part of the war. "Warrioress Karita... Tomarrow... We close all gates inside town. No one is allowed in or out. Only the military is allowed to go through the gates. I... I will join battle in your squad. I'll lead the archerers in your squad." Tears were apparent, but anger was coarsing through his veins. He was angered enough by Vlad and wants his head. "I want you, Karita to be in all battles with Zuki's squad, no regrets or resistance must be made. The final squad is just our back up if we lose too many men. We also have a kingdom that is aiding us, called air strikers. A town with many dragons. Pay no attention to them. They know what to attack."
"I also want you to go to all the towns blacksmithers to create as much armor and weapons as possible, no rest. Several peasents and citizens will help repairs for town. I want you to report all of this to the town." Vlad... This is the last time you will see the day. No more living for you.
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Post by Karita on Dec 25, 2005 17:02:55 GMT -5
Karita nodded as he spoke.
"Good, you're actually calming down. But you need to calm down more. I"m going back to bed, I need to get rid of this headache.."
Karita yawned as she shut the door, wondering how Zuki could stand it. She went into her room, and collasped on the bed, keeping the war out of her mind for the night.
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Post by Zuki Tamaro on Dec 25, 2005 18:52:55 GMT -5
Jotie growled and bashed his fist on the arm of his chair. "I think... I may need some rest. Ya... I need some." He stood up and turned torwards the stairs that led up to his room, after the serious routes.
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