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CeeCee

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  1. IC: Tyemek

     

    It was morning now, and the cooing of the rahi birds outside Tyemeks window did little to ease his pacience. His head pounded from drinking from the night before and the whole room was still spinning. 

     

    "Ugh", he grunted. "Must be getting old"

     

    He had stayed drinking for a few hours after the Skakdi, Ngaru, had gone to his own room in the inn.

     

    The Toa of Water sat up from his bunk and rubbed his forehead. 

     

    Water... I need ...water.

     

    Yes. Tyemek could indeed swallow a whole nova blast of water at this moment. He got a glass and with great effort managed to squese out a little water, using his elemental energy. He smiled and downed the water in one.

     

    Now to find Ngaru... Riiight after I have another glass.

  2. IC: Tyemek

     

    "Look, if we're going to be friends, first thing you have to learn about be is that if you dont want me to do something, dont tell me not to do it". He paused, checking to see if his sentence made sense. "That was right, wasn't it?"

  3. IC: Tyemek

     

    As they arrived at the bar, the busy noise became a silent hush. 

     

    "Hello, gang!" he exclaimed, in a sort of intimidating and uneasy happiness. The bar members exchanged nercvous glances."

     

    "I... uh expect you want a double Whiskey as per usual", the bar tender shook as he spoke.

     

    "Ahhh. Make that a triple. Its been a Karz of a day. I expect my giant of a friend should like some form of fruity cocktail, am I right?" He nudged Ngraru hard oh the shoulder with is elbow.

  4. IC: Tyemek

     

    It was a dark night. When the battle hit. Everyone knew it was coming but no one knew it would be so soon. There were dead bodies sprawled over the ground like a work of art. Thats when I first saw him. The one they called "The Artist".  And all around him was his canvas of severed limbs and broken bodies. He looked at me and then he took the sword to her throat. He just looked at me. Not a word spoken as if in fear the deathly silence would be broken. A spell that sat on the brink of time, like a glass of water not quite on the edge of table, and just one little knock... or a push or a... Slice. I cant remember if she screamed, but if she did  I know mine would have drowned out hers an infinity an more. And then thats when the artist left me his brush... so that I could continue his masterpiece.

     

    Tyemek awoke from a trace. He forced a smile. "Lets go!"

  5. IC: Tyemek

     

    "Ill tell you it if you let me buy you a drink!" He chuckled. "Thats how my girlfriend learned my name too!".

     

    He stopped dead in his tracks and his eye said only a phrase of pure and utter sorrow.

  6. IC: Tyemek

     

    "Look!" he said. "I may not be the perfect example of a saint, but I cant watch a living being get hurt for no good cause" 

    Tyemek winced and looked away on to the setting sun as he remember the child.  No. It had to be done. It had to.

    He turned his head to face Ngaru again. "If you set out now, you'll freeze to death. This desert drops well below 0 Cs at night. Tomorrow, we set out for the oasis and do what ever it is you need to do. But tonight, you're coming with me and getting a warm shot of whiskey down your throat. Sound like a plan?"

  7. IC: Tyemek

     

    He chuckled. "Exactly how many heads do you think I own? Has this dehydration got to you?" He held up his hand. "How many fingers do you see?"

     

    He felt his throat go dry. Now to mention it, this dehydration was getting to him, too. "Hey. Need a travelling buddy to that water hole of yours?"

  8. IC

     

    "Trust me, if I killed you today, it would be another name crossed off someone's list of people they'd like to see dead. And if you killed me? Well... There isn't enough pen ink in the world that could cross so many lists."

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