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(same here, it seems like its project season and all of my teachers just got their liscences, but I will post again... soon... I hope...)(or maybe i'll do it now )

Bored because of the miwenians and their rules, Nunaamr'e headed down to his room to try one more time to enchant his sword, he had a feeling his frustration would help him to do better. He pulled his sword out of its sheath once he got in and placed his palms on the flat, cold surface. He focused his mind entirely on the wind element ( he had decided it was the lightning element that always threw him off), and breathed a couple words, and concentrated. There was a small shaking that only went a few yards in either direction, so he knew no one would think it another earthquake. As he concentrated a small sence of joy came, and he realized that this was the farthest he had gotten yet. The joy fueled the elemantizing and it became stronger. Soon the shaking became violent enough to actually be thought of as a small earthquake. Then all of a sudden, a blinding flash of light erupted from the surface of the sword, blade hilt and all, Nunaamr'e was dazed but he kept going. Soon he could almost see the blade clearly through his eyelids. Then when he felt there was no way his body would survive much longer without going into comatose, he stopped. Tired to the brink of sanity, he collapsed and slept. Later he had supposed the magic of the blade had helped rejuvenate him and so, he had woken up much earlier than he should have. It was but 30 minutes when Nunaamr'e awoke. He realized he was gripping the hilt of the sword tightly, then looked at the sword itself, it was an amazing sight. The blade seemed to almost ripple with the wind in it, and at some moments, it faded. When he looked at the hilt it was... almost beyond description, if wind had a color, thats what color the hilt was. It also seemed to be laced with wind itself. And the crosshilt, was a metal like steel, except glossier. And when he touched the blade it was incredibly cool. And when he tested the edge with a hair by dropping it on the blade, it split. Though not very cleanly and after the slightest amount of pressure. The joy went straight throughout him as he realized that he himself created it. It was bliss.


( Let me know if the sword is to powerful and I will weaken it.)

(I'm so terribly sorry for not keeping up with this. School's been keeping me busy lately, and it seems to be draining my energy lately. I've been having issues getting myself to get back into the roleplaying swing of things. *stabs self* I'm going to try and do a better job of keeping up now, though. I pwomise!)

Chessa gazed up at the girl in partial astonishment. She seemed so confident, so wonderfully optimistic even in the dust and rubble of the nearly collapsed building. She nodded, lowering her eyes to the boy once more. Setting down the flare that the other girl had given her, feeling slightly more safe now that there was someone else with her, she reached for the boy's legs.

"I'll get the legs, you get the arms, okay?" She said quietly, hoping she didn't sound too bossy or picky, or like she was full of herself and thought she knew everything. She gave the girl a smile, hoping to establish some sort of friendly bond between the two of them, even if they were merely strangers. She didn't like working with someone who thought she was cruel or cold because she failed to make any kind gestures.

(Ick. I'm totally out of it.)

(( where the heck is glass miracle and everyone else? its only a few people who are still posting here... maybe we should pm some of them?))

[Firstly, I would like to apologize for my absence this few days. Right now I'm having difficulties accessing PPT on my computer, and I'm typing this in a school computer. I may not be able to post on the weekends, so I apologize for now.]

[My characters are freelance for the time when I'm away.]

[Right now, Elily and Reyie can't do anything. I'm waiting for everyone to finish this up, make friends, know each other, then I'll proceed to the next plot episode. ^_^ Oh, and if you have any suggestions for the next plot, feel free to PM me.]

(( ok))

Nunaamre had decided that if he can make that sword, he should be able to help out amongst all of the rubble. Hopefully the Miwenians would agree with this.
Once he got there the Miwenians did try to stop him for a moment but realized he should be all right by now, so they let him in. As Nunaamr'e looked around there was little rubble remaining. Although there was a few large pieces about. He found an about medium sized one and dragged it away. There was a rather large pile of rubble underneath, and as he pulled them out, he saw a furry tail, the a paw, then finally, the rest of a cat. It was one of the teachers' pet cat! It mewed faintly, glad it was alive he carried it down to the Miwenians who said they would take care of it.

A Miwenian rushed to Nunaamre and gently carried the cat away, but not before thanking him for his kindness in saving even a cat. It wasn't everyday you see someone pulling a cat out of a rubble. Elily noticed Nunaamre and then went up to him.

'Hello there! I saw what you did to that cat just now, and I'd like to say that it was very nice of you to do so,' she said.

[A bit lame, but I had to do something.]

[Also waiting for Andy to respond to the Miwenian.]

As Nunaamr'e was heading back to search through some more rubble, a Sterian came up to him and thanked him for saving the cat. 'It's ok' he replied 'I'm not about to just leave a poor cat buried in rubble now am I? Besides, anyone would have done the same.' He thanked her for being kind, as such, and went back to digging through rubble. He didn't find much else though. Just some lost jewelry someone lost. After he returned it to the Miwenians, he decided to walk around and check for any further damage. He didn't find anything, just a crack or two here and there. He eventually wound up relaxing on a garden bench.

Saruri hurried into the practice room, and flung open the door. The ceiling and walls were all right, much to her relief. It was just the equipment. All the dolls had fallen over, as had a couple of chairs, and all the pieces of wood that people used to smash into pieces with. The pool had been left out when the earthquake had occured, and almost the entire floor was covered in water.

Saruri turned and was about to leave the room when she noticed the the pile of wood shifting slightly out of the corner of her eye. She stopped, turned back, and hurried over. The wood shifted, ever so slightly, again. Clearly someone was trapped inside. Saruri drew out her whip, and made it crack through the air. It looped around the topmost piece of wood. Saruri brought the wood flying through the air and crashing behind her. She almost lost her grip on the whip handle but grapped the end of it just in time - she hadn't expected the wood to be that heavy. Maybe using the whip hadn't been entirely necessary. But Saruri never tried to miss a chance at practicing, even in a time like this.

She bent down, and began shifting the wood by hands. It was slightly tiring to have to do it by herself. As she moved another piece, she saw short silvery hair sticking out. Heart thumping, she increased her pace until she had uncovered most of the body. It was a Sterian boy, slightly older than her. He gave a small kind of groan and opened his eyes. Alive. Not that Saruri had expected him to be dead. The boy sat up slowly, mumbling his thanks to Saruri.

Just then, a Miwenian poked her head through the door, saw the boy, and came in to tend to him. Saruri left the room quietly as the Miwenian checked the boy's pulse.

[I was in Beijing for the last few days. Hurrah for Chessa! ]

Jolene nodded cheerfully. This girl sounded sensible and business-like. If there was anything Jolene detested, it was slow-witted people. Being quick-minded herself, she couldn't understand how anyone else might be different.

Stepping lightly over a pile of dust and rubble to position herself by the boy's arms, she crouched down so as not to hurt her back in the process of lifting a potentially very heavy boy. He looked pretty stocky to her, but it was nothing she couldn't manage. Her only doubt was that the other girl might not be able to cope with him.

"I'm Jolene," she introduced herself by way of conversation. "What's your name?"

[Just to drop by a note that since we have only a few active role-players left, I'd like to reopen this.]

[Speedie time!]

[I'm afraid I'll be gone from the 15th till the 19th on a holiday, so my character is freelance till I come back.]

Elily and Reyie carried yet another injured student out of the dining hall.

'That should be the last of them,' she said, wiping her forehead.

The dining hall was closed for the time being, seeing as it was mostly in rubble. It wouldn't have been a great place to eat your meals at anyway.

'Shall we go now?' Reyie asked, feeling rather tired himself. Elily nodded, and followed the other rescuers out.

[I shall give you guys the perfect opportunity to do whatever plot you want while I'm away, but let's not destroy the school. =P ]

[I hope this doesn't die by the time I return.]

(with a request from Dranzer, I would like to take over Amia until Dranzer comes back [if she does]. IS that ok?)

((Tsumego. I'm sure Glass wouldn't mind, if that's who you were asking. Seems she'll be gone until the 19th, so you might not get an answer back until then. I'm just waiting to see if anybody's still here. Maybe someone had a good idea for a plot.))

( im still here, but I dont have many ideas for a good plot at the moment....)