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Post by Rickter Rossenhiem on Sept 12, 2007 16:16:16 GMT -5
Rickter smiled when she drank, noticing her cardigan slip down her arm. He had a brief glance at the scars but gave them no heed. He smiled when she mentioned feeling power. "We are better than the humans, remember that, but you are not yet strong enough to combat multiple ones," he retrieved his dagger from her and sheathed it.
"We better get back to the base," he looked at the lighting horizon, "you won't be able to stand light yet, you'll get there," he took her shoulder and spread his wings beneath the cloak. They could not be seen by anyone, it just looked as if the cloak where enabling him to fly. Soaring into the air still holding Lydia he headed for the nearest entrance to his base.
(Reply in the topic in our base entitled "Training hall.")
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Post by lydia on Sept 13, 2007 1:58:45 GMT -5
Lydia closed her eyes as she felt the wind whip her face. Before she knew it the ground was once more at her feet. Lydia opened her eyes slowly. She looked around with her Vampire eyes. She watched as Rickter took a few steps forward. She followed and stayed close to him. Lydia wondered what she would find, what would happen, what would it look like. All her questions were asked in her facial expression as she loked around confused as to where she actually was. All her questions would be answered, she kne wthat, and so she stayed silent untill Rickter decided to talk adn tell her what to do. He was obviously strong enough and had been a Vampire longer than her so she followed him like a droopy eyed pup with a new father. Lydia felt a sort of a warming feeling with him. She felt safe adn secure. She took each step lightly. Lydia looked up at Rickter who seemed to be at home with himself and his surroundings.
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