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Post by Amelia on Dec 13, 2006 8:31:00 GMT -5
*sigh* It was Amelia's first day of school and she was the only student there. Her short blond hair swayed as she walked up to the elves table and took a seat.
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Post by The Mighty Head. Oooh. on Dec 13, 2006 17:47:32 GMT -5
Ebeth smiled to herself. It had been good to see her family again last summer, but she had missed the school. Now her eyes scanned the room. There was only one other student there already, an elf. She walked up to the elves table and sat next to her, ignoring the fact that she was, in fact, human. She had learned that the teachers didn't really care unless it was some sort of intramural competition between races where you had to sit at the right table to be with your team. She examined the girl next to her carefully without speaking.
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Post by Amelia on Dec 13, 2006 20:44:42 GMT -5
"Aren't you supposed to go to the other table," she felt bad about this, "I'm sorry that was mean, my name is Amelia." She finished and grabbed a buiscut and ate it happily.
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Post by Ebeth on Dec 13, 2006 21:31:36 GMT -5
Ebeth looked at her with scorn slightly mitiagated by the apology. "We're the only people here," she pointed out. "Hello Amelia,"
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Post by Amelia on Dec 13, 2006 21:37:29 GMT -5
"Good point," she continued, "where do you come from?"
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Post by Ebeth on Dec 13, 2006 21:48:43 GMT -5
"Does it matter?" Ebeth asked. "If you must know, i'm from a farm in some little place you've probably never heard of. As it is, i'm here, as are you. What's your favorite weapon?"
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Post by Amelia on Dec 13, 2006 21:52:25 GMT -5
"Bow and arrow, I've been training with it for a very long time," she said as she ate a peice of bacon.
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Post by Ebeth on Dec 13, 2006 21:56:21 GMT -5
((piece of bacon. spell check is your friend! sorry i'm in uber-edit mode right now))
Ebeth nodded. It was the usual elvish weapon. "Who did you train with before?" she asked. "Your parents? A friend?"
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Post by Amelia on Dec 13, 2006 22:01:04 GMT -5
((Ha ha ha, Eragon.)) "His name is Eragon," she said proudly, "he is an elven master with all weapons."
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Post by Ebeth on Dec 13, 2006 22:07:14 GMT -5
Ebeth nodded. An actual trainer. Lucky her. "I may have heard of him," she said vaguely, because she never payed attention in her theory classes, so for all she knew she had heard of him before.
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Post by Amelia on Dec 13, 2006 22:09:48 GMT -5
"So, whats your favorite weapon?" She asked a little full from the food she had ate. She was a light sleeper.
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Post by Ebeth on Dec 13, 2006 22:11:37 GMT -5
"Hmm? Oh, i prefer knives," Ebeth said rather absently. She pulled one of her longer knives that she used for hand-to-hand fighting and twirled it in her hands. "Some like these, and some for throwing."
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Post by Amelia on Dec 13, 2006 22:16:23 GMT -5
"Hmmm.... Knives, never thought of that, its just always been in my family that we use bow and arrows, I guess its just a big suprise to me." Said Amelia suprised about Ebeth's weapon of choice.
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Post by Ebeth on Dec 13, 2006 22:20:33 GMT -5
Ebeth raised an eyebrow. "They're not the most common of weapons, but they certainly are useful. There have been a decent amount of knife specializers i think. It's still a minority weapon of course."
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Post by Amelia on Dec 13, 2006 22:33:07 GMT -5
((Cool new signature, awsome!)) "Shhhhh.... I think the headmaster is going to speak."
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