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- Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 05-25-2011 [html] Jaz-man
WC: 300+ .Jaz001 b {font-weight:bold; color:#3165d3; letter-spacing:1px; } .Jaz001ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Bookman Old Style, serif;; font-size:12px; color:#9a9ea1; text-align:right;} .Jaz001 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .Jaz001 {margin:0 auto; width:359px; background-color:#01040d; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... jaz001.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #9a9ea1; padding: 200px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Bookman Old Style, serif; font-size:12px; color:#9a9ea1; line-height:12px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Amata Sadira - 05-30-2011 [html] OOC: So sorry for the late reply ; ; Amata was bored out of her mind, she still hadn’t found anything worthwhile. Even any of her trips outside the pack yielded nothing. So she was in the mansion, not really tearing through rooms, but just wandering back and forth through the hallways, until something caught her eye, a painting was moved, not tilted but pulled out, and it was strange, it stuck out like a sore thumb. Curiosity got the best of her and she moved forward into the room, and found a secret passage, wondering who had come through here, she went inside, pulling the painting so it was only open by a slit and walked through the dark tunnel, where she could hear the tuneless sound coming from a familiar voice though she couldn’t think for her life who it was, but when she finally found the source she couldn’t help but giggle a little “I had to know it would be you down here uncle.” Amata said teasingly to her uncle. She wondered how long he had been down her, and he had noticed him polishing his blade, and remembered the day she had been with Saluce in his pack, and looked closer, she could not really tell the difference between many of the swords, but seeing the work of art that Saluce made with his own swords, changed her percetion of them slightly. She wondered what Jazper was doing in here, it was quiet, maybe he wanted to be alone, and then she felt bad because she had ruined the quiet for him. She looked abashed but didn’t move, not until he sent her away, it was just her way of doing things. Table template by the Mentors! Table by Noelle <style>.amata_flower01 .ooc {font-style:italic; } p.template-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:500px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} .amata_flower01 p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .amata_flower01 b {color:#A2152C; letter-spacing:-.2px; } .amata_flower01 { background-color:#c1d3e7; background-image:url(http://img684.imageshack.us/img684/9263/amataflower.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; outline:1px solid #000000; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#1B2127; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:475px; text-align:left; margin:0px auto; } .amata_flower01 .inner {margin:10px 10px 220px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://soulsrpg.com/images/pride/templates/ddmbg.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position: top center; border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style>[/html] - Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 06-19-2011 [html] Fail. Melissa is Fail.
WC: 300+ .Jaz001 b {font-weight:bold; color:#3165d3; letter-spacing:1px; } .Jaz001ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Bookman Old Style, serif;; font-size:12px; color:#9a9ea1; text-align:right;} .Jaz001 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .Jaz001 {margin:0 auto; width:359px; background-color:#01040d; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... jaz001.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #9a9ea1; padding: 200px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Bookman Old Style, serif; font-size:12px; color:#9a9ea1; line-height:12px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Amata Sadira - 06-20-2011 [html] OOC: Nah I still <3 ya!! Amata jumped back when Jazper did, almost afraid he was going to stab her with his sword but he didn’t and he relaxed when he saw her there. She clearly relaxed when the sword point dropped to the ground and she let out breath she didn’t know she was hold. “And I should never try to do that again, I’m sorry I startled you.” She said making a mental not that it was not a good idea to sneak up on her uncle. She looked around the chamber curiously, as she listened to him. Her eyes met his when he asked her how she was and what she was there for. “I have been very well thank you, and as for why I am here, well I was quite curious as to where this particular thing would take me. I didn’t mean to intrude on anything private.” She said. It was all entirely the truth, her natural curiousity had caught her. She had always been interested in the unknown and a portrait that held a secret entrance was one huge unknown that Amata had to explore. She was sure one day her curiousity was going to get her into big trouble some day. “What do you do down here? I really hope I’m not disturbing you, how’s your chest? It looks like it’s doing a lot better.” She said as she looked him over, her eye catching anything that could be a problem, but he seemed to be considerably better the last time she saw him, but she had tended to his wounds after all, she wouldn’t leave him crippled in any way. Table template by the Mentors! Table by Noelle <style>.amata_flower01 .ooc {font-style:italic; } p.template-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:500px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} .amata_flower01 p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .amata_flower01 b {color:#A2152C; letter-spacing:-.2px; } .amata_flower01 { background-color:#c1d3e7; background-image:url(http://img684.imageshack.us/img684/9263/amataflower.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; outline:1px solid #000000; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#1B2127; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:475px; text-align:left; margin:0px auto; } .amata_flower01 .inner {margin:10px 10px 220px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://soulsrpg.com/images/pride/templates/ddmbg.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position: top center; border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style>[/html] - Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 06-22-2011 [html]
WC: 300+ .Jaz001 b {font-weight:bold; color:#3165d3; letter-spacing:1px; } .Jaz001ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Bookman Old Style, serif;; font-size:12px; color:#9a9ea1; text-align:right;} .Jaz001 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .Jaz001 {margin:0 auto; width:359px; background-color:#01040d; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... jaz001.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #9a9ea1; padding: 200px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Bookman Old Style, serif; font-size:12px; color:#9a9ea1; line-height:12px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Amata Sadira - 06-26-2011 [html] OOC here! Amata smiled when he said that he was fine and blushed a little when he said it was thanks to her. Then he mentioned her being in her before and she gave him a quizzical look. If he could fit her in one hand then she probably couldn’t remember, she smiled sweetly though, knowing such a thought would have surely been a cute sight “It’s too bad I don’t remember it, I think this would be a wonderful place to come for a little quiet time” She said smiling at him, though her smile faded a little as he explained what he held down her. She was not entirely against what he had and what he did, after all not all animals were all good. She was just not a fan of weapons, though her interest caught when he mentioned bows and arrows. Her face flushed a little happily at the thought of saluce teaching her to use one, but pushed the thought away. “Someone was teaching me how to use a bow and arrow not too long ago. I don’t think I would kill anyone but it’s pretty fun to shoot at targets.” Her eyes followed as he mentioned alll he carried, they were all very interesting instruments of war and hunting, each one seemed unique and ancient. She was interested in the way the things could look but other than the bows an arrows there was not much more interest in them at all. Table template by the Mentors! Table by Noelle <style>.amata_flower01 .ooc {font-style:italic; } p.template-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:500px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} .amata_flower01 p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .amata_flower01 b {color:#A2152C; letter-spacing:-.2px; } .amata_flower01 { background-color:#c1d3e7; background-image:url(http://img684.imageshack.us/img684/9263/amataflower.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; outline:1px solid #000000; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#1B2127; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:475px; text-align:left; margin:0px auto; } .amata_flower01 .inner {margin:10px 10px 220px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://soulsrpg.com/images/pride/templates/ddmbg.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position: top center; border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style>[/html] - Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 07-06-2011 [html]
WC: 300+ .Jaz001 b {font-weight:bold; color:#3165d3; letter-spacing:1px; } .Jaz001ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Bookman Old Style, serif;; font-size:12px; color:#9a9ea1; text-align:right;} .Jaz001 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .Jaz001 {margin:0 auto; width:359px; background-color:#01040d; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... jaz001.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #9a9ea1; padding: 200px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Bookman Old Style, serif; font-size:12px; color:#9a9ea1; line-height:12px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Amata Sadira - 07-11-2011 His reassurance was not needed but quite welcome. She knew perfectly well that he would use the weapons in self defense only. At the mention of taking something her eyes darted to the bows hanging on the wall, but his last sentence made her flush a little. She didn't hunt, she could, but she only hunted out of absolute necessity. Because she worked as a healer, she didn't feel bad from taking from the stores or asking someone else for a freshly caught animal. She did not like the hunt, she just liked how it felt to get the arrow into the target of whatever she was practicing with, that was about it. She looked at him and gave him a nervous smile. "You can get the rabbit I'll just have a little fun shooting targets, She wasn't aware he did not know about her position of healing. She didn't just heal wolves; she healed all sorts of creatures from the very tiny to the very large, and it would have been such a contridiction to hunt, though she was not a vegetarian, she just didn't care to hunt. He pulled something out of a box and showed it to her, telling her about the first time she had seen this and a flash of memory did come back to her, how could she have ever forgotten? She smiled as he put it on her head "I do remember this, why couldn't I remember the room? It's so wonderful and quiet here! I'll certainly remember now. She exclaimed. She remembered most of her childhood but it seemed some of it was not all there, maybe she needed a reminder, and it seemed the tiara was it. She was happy to get her uncles attention and knew he was a great father to his children and a wonderful uncle to her and her siblings. She was glad to get some alone time with him. |