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((Meiou I didn't understand anything you said in your last post...? By any chance were you in the old PPT forums? Called Meioubunny?))

[[Yes, I belive Meiou was.]]

(what can i say? I decided to shorten it upon having to recreate it when things died here)

((It just sounded familier. Anyway lets get back on topic...))
Anka pulled out a sword it was double ended. He was ready for anything the could throw at him.

Gildra sighed and stared at the door once more. Everybody was fighting and nothing else was happening. It was sort of boring not being able to fight so he headed towards the door. Maybe he could make snow happen like he somehow did last time. He came outside to the rain and walked in it to get drenched for no particular reason. He played around with the medals waiting for the loud noises inside to cease. What better time to get a cold then when there was a fight going on?

{I'd participate more but I'm 1 ft. tall for now}

{hehe...I was wondering about that...-.- my character is crazy....}

[[A note: It was already raining Might've just been bad phrasing on your part.]]

*The cloaked one swivelled around. "How did-- how did you--" She turned to Anka. "You're with HIM??!" Whoa now! With the left hand, the left hand which, through either side, an R still glowed golden, she made to grab Anka by the throat - the sword had moved to her right hand. "In that case, I have a very good reason to let him live. So that you will not be the first I take my vengeance upon!"*

((Eo I'm easily confused and that confused me to no end... whos talking? Who's with who? I'm SOOOOOOOO Confused.))

[[Carrtagh's silent, it's the cloaked one talking. She's over by Anka... trying to get at her. Why is a mystery, as Anka's like, y'know, kinda helping her. ]]

[[These characters all seem so huggable *cough*]]...

Gildra was bored now. He was soaking wet and the fight was still going on. What was wrong with this world? Why couldn't they just all be happy and be friends? He shuddered at that last thought and began making footprints in the mud.

((Why do you keep on sheing she? Anka's a boy... A fifteen year old... Boy...))
Anka held his sword ever tighter. The chance of a fight breaking out was getting larger.

[[Gah, I forgot that Oh... was the cloaked one sucessful in the throat-grabbing?]]

((HEY! I'm being choked here and you're shooting at me?))
The cloaked one had begun to choke him he swiped at her with his sword...

Nunaamre looked at the carnage around him and twitched. "There is no wayim cut out for this kind of thing..." He took the last sip he would have liked of the beer, and returned it to the very shaken up barkeeper. He pulled out one of his katars this time, and looked to see the hooded figure choking what he had believed to had been on the side fighting against the wolf. "maybe the world hasn't gone crazy and im going crazy" He thought with a bit of indignation. For the time he just cleaned his katar and waited for whatever the heck he should be doing to become clear.

((oi, this is what happens when I leave for four days...))

'Itheloth' shimmered, Thorn moved his hand so it covered the stone. Why not help the cloaked one? he thought. The gods will forgive me for just this one time. With a quick prayer to Oalu, the god of travelers, Thornwhistle unsheathed Nameless and want to stand by the cloaked one, assuming the attack postition. "I know not who you are, Becloak-ed one," he said, purple eyes shining feircely, "but I do know that I will fight beside you."

((how nice of him...))