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Post by plokool on Mar 10, 2013 7:50:12 GMT -5
Blathnaid slightly shifted her weight on the egg sentinel as she continued, "Then once Aster gets back we should contact the rest of the Guardians as soon as possible"
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Post by NightmareDrake13 on Mar 10, 2013 11:30:31 GMT -5
"Why not now? I mean, Jack could fly down to north and he could do the umm, northern lights thing, and then finall we could probably convince William to put someone else on, well, my job." Rose explained
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Post by plokool on Mar 15, 2013 5:10:04 GMT -5
(meh, taken up Bunnymund's character, booyah)
Blathnaid was about to reply when she spotted some of the eggs scattering away in surprise. A giant hole began to form in the ground, revealing two large ears. A smile decorated the young woman's face as the mighty Pooka leapt out of the hole and stood among the eggs. In seconds she leapt off the Sentinal egg as she began to run towards her mentor, "Bunnymund! Welcome ba-ACK!!"
Without even realizing it, she tripped over one of the eggs, sending her sprawling to the ground-until two furry arms caught her in the knick of time. She glanced up as a throated chuckle escaped his lips, "Easy there Shelia, don't need ya crushing the googies now."
Her face turned pink as he helped her to her feet, suddenly spotting the other members painting the eggs. He recognized Lucky and her comrade-though he was a tad shock that Jack Frost was in the Warren too, until he spotted bits of frost on the ground. His gaze finally landed on the newcomer Rose, someone he had never seen before. He could sense a dark aura from her-but he also could sense that she meant no harm. He turned to his protégé' as he asked, "All right-one, why is everyone hanging out in the Warren? And two, who's the new little Shelia?"
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Post by NightmareDrake13 on Mar 15, 2013 22:48:42 GMT -5
"oh I'm Rose, Rose Silvermoon, pleasure to meet you." Rose replied with a small bow. "I'm a grim reaper" she added quickely.
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Post by plokool on Mar 16, 2013 5:37:18 GMT -5
Bunnymund shuddered on the inside when she mentioned the word "Grim Reaper", but he could tell that she meant no harm. With a smirk he shook her hand in reply, "Nice ta' meet ya Rose, good to see some new faces once in a while."
He turned his attention back towards his protégé as he asked, "But that still doesn't answer the other question; why is everyone hang'n out in the Warren?"
Blathnaid began to fiddle with her hair as she averted her gaze slightly from him, "Well, after we stopped Frost from making a mess here, we all decided to get ahead on painting the eggs for Easter so ye wouldn't be swamped-even Frost agreed to help out."
The Pooka turned his gaze towards the winter sprite with a raise brow, "This true mate?"
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