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Post by evan on May 31, 2008 16:31:41 GMT -5
"She's dead," Mistral said, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand.
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Post by waterspirt45 on May 31, 2008 16:39:25 GMT -5
"What? No, no," Izumi clasped to her knees and leaned on Jehte's shoulder, sobbing.
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Post by Jetta on May 31, 2008 16:46:25 GMT -5
Jehte held Izumi, feeling hot, silent tears trace their way down her cheeks. "I was trying to take down Ehran, she tried to protect him and fell on my knife." She said softly. Inside Jehte was screaming, couldn't she have done something to prevent this?
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Post by waterspirt45 on May 31, 2008 16:50:09 GMT -5
Izumi looked up at Jehte with big sad eyes. Izumi didn't blame Jehte. She knew Jehte would of done anything to prevent this. Then Izumi looked up at Mistral. "I'm so sorry," Izumi said trying to smile.
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Post by evan on May 31, 2008 20:54:38 GMT -5
Mistral nodded without really hearing anything. He gently stroked Mirla's blonde hair. He was to hurt to feel anrgy, too hurt to feel anything.
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Post by waterspirt45 on May 31, 2008 20:58:47 GMT -5
Izumi understood how Mistral must feel. Mirla was important to them all. But to Mistral Mirla meant the world. Izumi leaned back on Jehte's shoulder once more and closed her eyes she was so tired.
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Post by evan on May 31, 2008 21:00:19 GMT -5
Then Mistral lost it. He let out a holler of grief and burst in the wracking sobs. He roared again in anguish.
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Post by waterspirt45 on May 31, 2008 21:05:11 GMT -5
Mistral's cry was the last thing that Izumi had heard before she drifted off to sleep.
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Post by evan on May 31, 2008 21:18:38 GMT -5
Mistral rested his head on Mirla's, holding tight to her body. She had started to get cold. He wrapped Jehte's jacket tighter around her.
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Post by Jetta on May 31, 2008 21:20:46 GMT -5
"We should leave before more come" Jehte said softly. She knew that more erasers were around. "We will have to tell the others"
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Post by evan on May 31, 2008 21:33:19 GMT -5
Mistral nodded silently. He stood, his sister's body in his arms. He looked down, it looked like she was sleeping, not dead, never dead.
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Post by Jetta on May 31, 2008 21:47:36 GMT -5
"Come on" Jehte said softly, refusing to let herself cry again. If she started crying now, she would totally lose it. But they needed her. She would have enough time to cry later, with no one else around. But she knew once alone, she would be wracked with guilt. She was afraid of what she would do to herself. "Let's go" She unfurled her large wings, flapping slightly to get the feeling.
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Post by evan on May 31, 2008 22:00:27 GMT -5
Mistral took off, carrying his sister. He wished he could let go of her and that she's suddenly move to fly along with him but he knew that was a lie. Her head lulled back as he flew with her for the last time.
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Post by waterspirt45 on Jun 1, 2008 12:39:01 GMT -5
Izumi stirred some then woke up. Izumi quickly jumped up in the air and caught up with Mistral.
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Post by evan on Jun 1, 2008 12:42:24 GMT -5
He was silent, flying almost robotically to keep from thinking.
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Post by Jetta on Jun 1, 2008 17:38:03 GMT -5
Jehte followed behind, gliding through the air. She hated this, it was like a death parade.
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Post by ehran on Jun 1, 2008 22:43:18 GMT -5
Ehran stood there in a daze, trying to put what had happened together in his mind, like a broken jigsaw puzzle. He took in a raged breath when he realized he wasn't breathing. He clutched his chest and fell down in broken sobs, trying to block out this pain. "Mirla..." he whispered, he got up and ran in the direction the bird kids went, trying to find them. 'Maybe I can help' he thought 'I have to try!'
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Post by evan on Jun 1, 2008 22:54:46 GMT -5
Mistral looked down, spotting a figure dodging through the trees under them. He recognized Ehran. He slowly glided down until he stopped in a new clearing, he waited for the eraser of sorts.
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Post by ehran on Jun 2, 2008 6:45:12 GMT -5
Ehran ran through the trees quickly, then stopped as he came to a small clearing, Mistral was waiting for him. "Where's Mirla?!" he gasped, trying to catch his breath.
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Post by Jetta on Jun 2, 2008 8:46:19 GMT -5
Jehte watched him, restraining the rage that was boiling up in her. She had promised Mirla that she wouldn't kill him and she couldn't go back on that promise now.
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