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Post by Zuki Tamaro on May 17, 2006 12:07:32 GMT -5
Zuki wondered if he could communicate with cats, since he could communicate with his family with his mind. He concentrated on the cat, and go, ~Hey, er... Cat. Do you hear me? Say something back to me if you can.~
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Post by Karita on May 17, 2006 16:54:05 GMT -5
Oh, trust me, you won't be able to crush MY bones. Lets just say I can do stuff you cannot.
Malco shot back at Phobos, enjoying his ears being played with .he then looked at Zuki.
Of coarse, you ninny! I can understand ALL creatures, especially dragons. Why wopuld you think I couldn't understand a simpleton's mind, which, by the way, is yours.
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Post by Zuki Tamaro on May 17, 2006 18:38:52 GMT -5
Zuki got up quickly and growled. He quickly walked over and grabbed the cat by the throat and lifted him up. "Don't you call me a simpleton!" He growled as he began to squeeze the cat's throat.
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Post by Karita on May 17, 2006 19:21:02 GMT -5
You do realize if you kill me, Karita will kill you.
He thought to Zuki, his eyes unmoving in expression.
Because she'll get revenge on you killing her brother. Me.
He was able to breathe air, but not as much as originally. He took deeper breaths, waiting to be released.
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Post by Zuki Tamaro on May 17, 2006 19:24:28 GMT -5
Zuki growled. "Dirty trick, Malco." He sat Malco down. "Transform yourself back to human. You could of made me kill you if you wern't careful." He turned around and walked away from them. He needed something to drink. "I'll have deer blood." He said. He paid the man fifty coins, then waited for his drink.
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Post by Karita on May 17, 2006 19:47:56 GMT -5
Malco shifted back, and crossed his arms.
"Great, Zuki, you just have to ruin everything, don't you?"
He said, sighing. He then looked at Phobos.
"So sorry for digging my claws into your back."
He then turned to Patience.
"And, I'm so sorry I had to turn into a cat to get near you. It's just you looked so sad, I thought you needed something that was actually able to take your mind off stress. Forgive me?"
Malco asked, now staring at the floor to Phobos again, expecting to be swatted on the face.
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Post by Kilian on May 18, 2006 7:51:10 GMT -5
Phobos wanted to tear Malco apart, but instead found himself shoved face first into the floor. Patience looked up at Malco. She wasn't happy. Virtue scooted away from his sister. He watched, but he wasn't going to do anything else... except eat. He was starving.
"It's okay. I wasn't sad... not really, I was upset." She told him softly and stood up. "But I don't like being lied to either."
Patience went upstairs to the room she would be sharing with her brother. Phobos waited only a second before following after her. He couldn't very well let her go up there alone. Virtue sat back in his chair and fingered his left palm. His arm was hurting again.
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Post by Zuki Tamaro on May 18, 2006 11:02:00 GMT -5
Zuki nodded and walked off. He didn't feel sorry that he did that. "At least you comfort her a little." He walked off, holding the skin in his hand. (Forgot he took it or not, but oh well.)
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Post by Karita on May 19, 2006 18:08:45 GMT -5
Malco snorted.
"I was only trying to help."
At the moment, if he could've, he wanted to turn into a dragon and rip Zuki apart. He then looked at Virtue's arm, and raised an eyeborw.
"May I help?"
Malco asked, not waiting for an answer. He was already making supplies appear infront of him using movements of his hands and whispering, many herbs and bottles popping up on the table.
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Post by Kilian on May 21, 2006 20:52:25 GMT -5
Virtue waved his good and shook his head. "No thanks. All of the best healers have tried to help me and none could. The best any of them could do was ease my pain, just like Patience, but she does it best. I'm sorry, but who are you? And what exactly do you do?"
Demos stood up in an almost threatening manner. He glared coldly at Malco.
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Post by Karita on May 21, 2006 20:58:02 GMT -5
"My name is Malco, and no healer is as good as me."
He said, ignoring Demos for the moment.
"You think you've seen the best? As if. To me, those healers are amateurs, since I have trained with the best. When I'm done, your illness will have a cure, even if it takes me years."
Malco put more bottles of gunk on the table.
"And If I can't cure you'll, I'll be able to make you live longer. At least."
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Post by Kilian on May 22, 2006 15:12:33 GMT -5
"I don't have years left. I've only got a few more months left. I don't need healers to tell me that either." Virtue looked over at Demos, his face a dark scowl. "Demos, sit down now."
Demos looked over at him in surprise and sat. Virtue put his good hand over his eyes.
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Post by Karita on May 22, 2006 15:14:53 GMT -5
"Then I'll just make a life potion. They are simple, once you learn how to do them. Now, I'm going to have to take a bit of your skin. Do you mind, for I don't want to hurt you."
Malco's thoughts drifted to Patience, and he sighed. He didn't want her to marry someone just because her brother was going to die. And he wanted Virtue to have a life.
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Post by Kilian on May 22, 2006 15:23:32 GMT -5
"Infected skin or good skin?"
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Post by Karita on May 22, 2006 15:27:25 GMT -5
"Infected. That way I won't accidently kill you when I'm trying a potion. Listen, I want you to have a life. I know what it's like without a life, for a while, anyway. Just trust me. I'll find the cure, and If I can't, I'll get my friend Torak. I just want you to have a life, and your sister to have time to find someone good enough for her."
Malco replied, thinking about how when Torak made things explode. They both had trained together to become mages, except he became an Alchemist, and Malco himself a wizard.
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Post by Kilian on May 22, 2006 15:39:44 GMT -5
Virtue nodded slowly and carefully pulled off the glove on his left hand. When he was done he held it out to Malco. Virtue's hand was almost entirely red unlike his right hand, which was unnaturally white.
"Please be very careful. The disease is highly contagious and spreads through fluids." He told Malco worriedly. He really didn't want to spread it to anyone, accident or not.
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Post by Karita on May 22, 2006 15:41:49 GMT -5
Malco nodded.
"This'll hurt for a moment, just endure the pain. And, it's slight, so you really shouldn't feel it."
Using his mind for half the job, a small knife quickly cut part of the skin, making a square. It was then lifted up, and Malco quickly bandaged the hand.
"Illness or not, we don't want blood."
Malco then turned to everything on the table. He'd use his mind for the rest of the job, so he wouldn't catch it.
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Post by Kilian on May 22, 2006 19:27:05 GMT -5
"Good, Patience would be very upset with me if you had. And thanks. Most people get beat up by Patience before they'll get near me. She's normally nice though."
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Post by Karita on May 22, 2006 20:15:10 GMT -5
Malco simply nodded. He looked closely at the skin, thinking to himself.
It'd be hard to find a cure. Torak would be the best bet.
He thought. He sighed, making all the potions disappear.
"I'm sorry to say, but, the skin isn't anything I have ever seen. at all. However, I have a friend who has a special gift that'll cure you instantly. You see, my friend; Torak; happens to have the ability to transfer a disease from a live person, to a dead. And, I have a dead body in mind he could transfer it to. So, would you be willing to do that? And, from what people have said, it's painless."
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Post by Kilian on May 23, 2006 5:12:48 GMT -5
Virtue nodded. "I can't do that. I'll reinfect myself unless I can get new organs. I almost wish I could show what it's done to my heart." Virtue smiled at Malco. "Thanks anyway though."
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Post by Karita on May 23, 2006 16:09:50 GMT -5
Malco nodded, then thought a moment.
"Organ transformation? Torak could probably trasnfer your organs with someone who has healthy ones..."
He said, shrugging a bit. It was worth a shot.
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Post by Kilian on May 24, 2006 7:18:40 GMT -5
"No thanks. This is kind of my burden, plus Patience would probably be upset with me." Virtue said with a chuckle. "By the way, what do you think of her."
Demos traced circles across the top of the table. He was so bored. Virtue pulled his glove back over his left hand.
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Post by Karita on May 24, 2006 17:34:51 GMT -5
"Cute and nice, but, she's not really my type, and I'm getting married, anyway. But, I have a feeling Torak would just fall head over heels for her, though, if he ever ran into her. And, I could imagine that - he's always calculating something up."
Malco said, wondering how Torak was doing at the moment. Probably seeing when it would rain, or trying to figure out how many fibers there was in a blanket. Malco chuckled.
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