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Post by TheWG on Sept 7, 2013 8:37:16 GMT -5
Circa Da'ei
A nod of assurance was given to the medic, "Yes, it is." She started, flicking her black tipped tail towards Osic standing outside. "Funeral requests that Osic be kept here in your den until the morning, when we can find a suitable den and guards for him." The red lioness's ears folded back, hoping that the request would go over well with the older healer. The way it had to be put, it sounded as if Osic was dangerous... or at least, a very troubled delinquent. Only the night before he was the same Meurtrier warrior, it was amazing how fast the tone changed.
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Post by kahara on Sept 7, 2013 21:24:39 GMT -5
EVERYONE
[/i] She said and nodded for Osic to step in front of her so she could direct and push him down into his den. Although she did not fear Osic, there was a reason that he was being placed under watch. She had to be careful all the same. Cocaine nodded to Funeral. "Plans?" He asked. "If you're open to it, I'd like to hear, for I've a few of my own." Murmured the commander. Then he nodded. "But all of this can wait until tomorrow, then, along with Osic's fate. And we shall." Cocaine said and then walked with Funeral to look for those suitable to guard Osic. "It wouldn't hurt to have a healer on guard with the other guards; in case Osic tries to hurt himself to get out of this mess.." It was hard to think about that. But it was a possibility they couldn't overlook. "Someone new, perhaps. What of Odysseia?" Cocaine turned to look at Funeral.[/ul][/blockquote] |
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Post by drifter on Sept 9, 2013 22:28:06 GMT -5
Iarri | Osic
The young apprentice left the two female to converse. Iarri made herself busy but tried to subtly keep herself in earshot out of curiosity. What did he do? She wondered, but quickly turned back to her work as Viciado and Osic passed by into the depths.
Every fiber of his being was against this. Underground.. How could he possibly be kept underground!? But he kept silent, lowering his head to shoulder level and stalked into the den. For a second he paused beside Circa, his head beginning to turn toward the entrance yet figuring it was a bad idea for delays he began moving again.
Purple's moved from room to room as they went further in. A glimpse had him pause before the opening of Carnal's space. So many things he wanted to say but what? Nothing seemed to match nor make it to the surface before the healer was guiding him onward again.
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