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Atik
Sashastrasza, Alana
Eldre'Thalas
Sasha blinked as the world blotted out; going limp.
Alana continued vaccuming her plates and beginning to lick the first one clean.
Lucien Greyfang
Goldshire
"Because your mom and I aren't around all the time." Lucien commented. "And while we're gone, it is her story."
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Sparkbolt
Character: Calin, Salena
Location: Goldshire
"But when you two and her are gone mom said I'm in charge." She replied.
Character: Loki, Ember, Illia
Location: Ironforge
"I don't have any paint. Only Ink." He said pointing to his drawing table.
Post by
Atik
Sashastrasza
Eldre'Thalas
Sasha's head lolled to the side, drool spilling from her mouth and along the bed.
Lucien Greyfang
Goldshire
"Yes, yes..." Lucien sighed. "But we all still need to agree on what happens."
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Atik
Sashastrasza
Eldre'Thalas
Sasha's face scrunched up at the sensation, the Chromatic shivering. Her mind quickly brought up a barrier, preventing Ilvora from accessing her mind so indirectly.
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Sparkbolt
Character: Calin, Salena
Location: Goldshire
"Whatever." Calin said rolling her eyes as she went back to her potion.
Character: Loki, Illia, Ember
Location: Ironforge
"It's mostly used for writing but I've seen a few ink pictures." Loki said.
Post by
Atik
Lucien Greyfang
Goldshire
Lucien sighed; getting ready to head back into the house before pausing for a moment and patting Calin on the head. "Love you." He smiled; walking off.
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Persen
((Maybe I'm a little out of line here? Is it ok?))
Eaton Grey
Hearthglen
The fortified town was bustling with life; soldiers and civilians hurrying back and forth between dwellings, battlements and public buildings.
A low wall of sandbags with only a small opening surrounded most of the buildings' entrances, the inn included. Military police buzzed around directing civilians and answering the many questions arising from the population and visitors, and everywhere combat engineers either issued instructions or laboured themselves.
A few heavily armoured soldiers could also be seen, despite the general change in doctrine among the military forces of Azeroth. They ploughed through the crowds like walking tanks, many of them carrying equipment far too heavy for a single man or great melee weapons from a fallen age.
Outside the town, on all approaches, anti-tank obstacles were being raised with great expediency. Air defence posts were scattered both within the walls and outside them, as well as atop, with gun crews scurrying about stacking up ammunition for their pieces and building further defences from sandbags and rebars.
Eaton stepped over a fire hose being drawn out and crossed the street. His radio chattered constantly, orders and requests being called back and forth every few seconds. He returned a salute to some MPs that hurried by and continued to navigate his way towards the military headquarters.
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Behelich
Character
: Lisciel Dawnchaser, Turinhil Dawnchaser
Location
: Silvermoon City
Turin took a deep breath, mentally rehearsing his request before voicing it in troubled tones.
"I'm gonna grab a couple beers, and, well, I'd appreciate it if you helped it remain a couple. I can hold my liquor usually, you know it, just not today."
Character
: Isaac Ashwood, Vincent Gaillard
Location
: Tanaris
Though Ferin was moving obscenely fast, Vincent's training allowed him to deduce and predict the youngster's rather unsophisticated movements. The older man held his sword in the way of the attack again; he was not afraid of Gwaesylwir breaking down - it was incredibly tough, and even if it did break, he had learned to reconstruct it fairly quickly soon after realizing that without it, Vincent was just a better-than-most normal human.
"In case we can't, are these combat-trained?" Isaac murmured.
Character
: John William Cassidy, Pseudolocal
Location
: Uldis
"Open your mouth and hold onto something," Cassidy warned the two, grabbing one of the engraved protrusions on the wall.
"On the count of three. One. Two. Three."
The mercenary pressed the button. Though he was prepared for what was coming, it took all his enhanced strength to remain standing upright, so devastating the explosion was. It was unbelievably loud, too.
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oneforthemoney
Character:
Grigory Molotov
Location:
Blackrock
Grigory glanced at the elf to ensure she was coming. Digging into a pocket, he tossed some silver at his guide. "Follow me," he intoned, heading down the alley, ignoring the the praise of generosity and craven supplications from the goblin.
Character:
Johann Augustus
Location:
Western Lordaeron
Johann shrugged his pack back into place and followed her back into the town.
Character:
Leo, Sindry, Byte, Quasiglobal, Brokkar
Location:
Ulduar
Leo covered his ears, forcing himself against the wall even as he closed his eyes firmly against the blast. Sindry did much the same.
""What!" Quasiglobal demanded at the blast echoing down the hall.
"A blast detected at the end of the Light bridge. System is down. Extensive damage to north side. Processing. PROCESSING!...Cannot reactivate system," Brokkar intoned from the wall.
Character:
Hunter P. Tracker
Location:
Gilneas
Hunter pulled his horse up as they neared the low patchwork fence of the field's edge. He swung himself off his steed, falling to a squat amongst the muddy side path.
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Lisciel Dawnchaser, Turinhil Dawnchaser
Location
: Silvermoon City
"Thank you," Turin said simply. "I'll be in the
Sword and Board
, that's down the Maple Avenue from the Order's dorm nearest to R&D."
Character
: John William Cassidy, Pseudolocal
Location
: Uldis
"Would that I had more explosives," Cassidy lamented after the hall stopped shaking.
Pseudolocal twitched erratically.
"Just how extensive is that damage?" he demanded.
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Behelich
Character
: Lisciel Dawnchaser, Turinhil Dawnchaser
Location
: Silvermoon City
Turin opened his mouth to say 'Thank you' another time when Selin hung up on him. In retrospect, this one he should have seen coming. Shrugging, he dialed another number.
"
Hey Turin, good to hear you!
" his father's voice came from the speaker, cheerful if a little tired.
"You know I hadn't actually said anything before you began to speak, right?" the younger elf grinned despite his mood. Somehow, Dawnchaser Sr. always could cheer him up.
"
You haven't wrestled enough monsters down to lecture me on semantics yet, son,
" Lisciel chided him jokingly. "
To save you time, the good doctor already told me what you have done so far. Any other reason you called me or are you gonna hang up on your old elf?
"
"I just wanted to let you know I'm alive, with all limbs intact, so there's no need to panic, dad. Oh, and I won't be sleeping home tonight," Turin said hastily.
"
Is it a date?
" the mage asked, taking great delight in embarrassing his son. However, he frowned when he picked up sadness in his son's voice.
"Not really, no. Anything but, I think."
"
Well, I'll go ahead and say that you shouldn't drink too much, and if you want to vent the frustration, I'm not going anywhere for some time now.
"
Turin stared onto the phone.
"How did you- never mind. Thanks, dad."
"
Just remember that
you
are going to take care of
me
when I'm old, senile, and drooling. Take care, son,
" Lisciel chuckled.
"Like that's gonna happen in this century. Take care yourself and say hello to Mom. Bye!"
Turin was smiling when he put away the phone. He decided that he might as well change from his armor into something more suitable for falling down onto the cot and passing out now while he was still sober. In a matter of seconds he was already galloping atop his charger in the direction of the Order's dorm he spent the most nights in.
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