fight the break of dawn - Printable Version +- 'Souls IPB Archive (November 2007–October 2012) (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb) +-- Forum: Dead IC (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=110) +--- Forum: Dead Topics (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=21) +--- Thread: fight the break of dawn (/showthread.php?tid=26833) |
- Saul Stormbringer - 04-12-2012 [html] If I had words to make a day for you,
[600]
Often, life had a way of turning one on one's head, a complete overhaul that made no sense to anyone. The coming, and going, of his birthday uncelebrated had caused Saul to think about everything that had happened to him in the last year. When he actually thought about it, this time last year, Dahlia de Mai had still been alive, as had Conor, however loosely tied to the pack he was at that point. Ascher and Shiloh had just gone missing, the snowstorm back in February spreading his family back and forth. Dahlia had been in such confusion then, even with him and Nayru trying to keep everything together. As well as confusion in the pack, Saul had been trying to come to terms with his changing feelings for Siku. It was strange, how thinking of her no longer caused a stab of pain in his gut, or his chest. She was gone from these lands, she wasn't coming back any time soon. She had been a childhood crush that he'd gotten over quickly once he had better things to be thinking about and using his time on, like his son. Temeraire's spirits had greatly improved over the last few weeks, with Bran and Niernan's arrival giving him others to play with. The surprise had come from a howl a few days ago, revealing Ezra and Elias to him. Teme had been over the moon at his friends return, and Saul hadn't seen much of the boys since. @import url(http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family= ... +Light+Two); #saulTXTa { font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #saulTXTa .quote { height:200px; width:300px; float: right; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/VOypx.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:center center; text-align:center; font-family: } #saulTXTa p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #saulTXTa .quote p { text-indent:0; padding-top:40px; font-family: 'Shadows Into Light Two', cursive; font-size:18px; line-height:24px; } #saulTXTa p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #saulTXTa .txtooc { font-style:italic; } #saulTXTa .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #saulTXTa b { letter-spacing:.5px; } #saulTXTa u { text-decoration: underline; } #saulTXTa b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #saulTXTa b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #saulTXTa b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; } </style>[/html] - Neela Garcia - 04-13-2012 [html] OOC here. Word Count → 328 The last few days had been a whirlwind for Neela and the collie was still trying to figure out what to do. Seeing Jace had been unexpected, seeing Tony even moreso. It had been hard enough for Neela to actually believe them that they didn't care about her past. Tony had dropped a further bombshell onto her; asking her to join him in his pack. Much of Neela's thoughts had been centered around that, going over and over in her head about whether or not to join, whether she deserved to join another pack or if she should just stay by herself. With a sigh Neela pulled herself out of those thoughts and scanned around her environment. Most of the wreckage torn clean from the Meria's deck in the crash had been left where it had landed with only the important items having been gathered up and brought inside. The result was a scene that looked much worse than it was; while the Meria had somehow escaped unharmed for the most part the deep gouge it had dug in the sand and large amount of wood strewn around the beach made it look much worse. A fire was set up in-front of Neela, built over the ashes of several others. While there was a human settlement close nearby Neela hadn't been over to look at it yet, preferring to stay on the beach by her fire. A hollow had been worn smooth where she had taken to sleeping in Lupus form and a intact barrel had been put into service as seating. Neela was perched on the barrel, staring at the fire and the fish cooking above it. For a moment, if she closed her eyes and focused on the sand beneath her foot-paws and the strong smell of the fish, Neela could almost imagine she was back down near Mexico, but it was only a brief moment; the collie had given up on such fantasies long ago. - Saul Stormbringer - 04-15-2012 [html] If I had words to make a day for you,
[474] Green eyes were pensive as he looked towards the house, propping up the tree that had been its downfall. He remembered, with vivid detail, the gut-wrenching crack of the wood splitting, and the screams of those who were trapped inside. Bris and Eclipse, and Melee, who had been having some kind of female bonding when the tree had taken too much snow and pitched forward. He'd ripped into the house furiously as he dug his aunt, cousin and niece out. They'd all got out fine, but he could still see the scratch marks as he'd pushed past the front door. Seeing all of these small reminders welled deep in his gut and he turned away, water leaking down his face. He cringed softly, assaulted by the images that were coming thick and fast. He took a deep breath, pushing the thoughts away forcefully. He was happy with his life now, even if he didn't 'belong' to a pack. He felt as though he belonged more with Lilin, Bran, Niernan and Ezra than he perhaps had when he'd been a part of Ichika, especially with Nayru and Razekiel gone, leaving X'yrin in charge. @import url(http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family= ... +Light+Two); #saulTXTa { font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #saulTXTa .quote { height:200px; width:300px; float: right; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/VOypx.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:center center; text-align:center; font-family: } #saulTXTa p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #saulTXTa .quote p { text-indent:0; padding-top:40px; font-family: 'Shadows Into Light Two', cursive; font-size:18px; line-height:24px; } #saulTXTa p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #saulTXTa .txtooc { font-style:italic; } #saulTXTa .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #saulTXTa b { letter-spacing:.5px; } #saulTXTa u { text-decoration: underline; } #saulTXTa b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #saulTXTa b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #saulTXTa b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; } </style>[/html] |