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Post by Frodobursh on Jan 7, 2007 13:58:41 GMT 9.5
The jungle that night was surprisingly chilly and the moon glistened through the tree tops. The light cascaded helplessly through the branches on a sleeping figure.
The sleeping figure was Kori. Normally he didn't fall asleep, especially out in the middle of the jungle, but he had stayed up protecting the town. They were often attacked and fighting so much tired the poor Keid.
Kori's head was nodded to his chest and he was leaning against a tree. Beside him was his bow and on his back was a case of arrows.
Around him was the noise of crackling leaves and a slight breeze, but other than that, there weren't any other noises.
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Post by Treijim on Jan 7, 2007 14:11:13 GMT 9.5
[Joining with Geral]
The young cat man was crouching in foliage nearby, staring up with his gleaming golden eyes that pierced the darkness of the jungle. He was being utterly silent in his place, waiting for the boy he was watching to let down his guard for a split second. He drew a dagger and held it between two fingers, lifting it above and behind his head, ready to throw, still waiting.
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Post by Frodobursh on Jan 7, 2007 14:14:23 GMT 9.5
Kori slightly shifted from an uncomfortable position, but remained asleep, unaware of anything around him.
A slight wind picked up, but died down again and a few leaves blew in. Overhead, a bird flew over, but quickly disappeared in the treetops.
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Post by Treijim on Jan 7, 2007 20:01:17 GMT 9.5
Garel smirked, his fangs glinting in the moonlight, and he shuffled forward with one foot to throw the dagger. As he did, his foot slipped into a small hole in the ground and he threw it way off course. It shot right over the Keid boy, cutting vines and sending a bird nest crashing to the ground. Garel dropped to the moist jungle floor immediately.
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Post by Frodobursh on Jan 8, 2007 1:17:52 GMT 9.5
Kori awoke from all the noise and he immediately stood up, grabbing his bow and looking about. He sensed danger somewhere near.
His keen eyes brushed past each suspicious tree and he pulled out an arrow, ready for an attack.
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Post by Treijim on Jan 8, 2007 1:22:53 GMT 9.5
Geral stayed flat on the forest floor, tilting his head very slowly to look up into the dark tree. He soon realised he couldn't stay where he was forever. He tried not to breathe in any dirt or plants in case he coughed and hoped the youth wouldn't stay where he was for too long. He'd come too far on his own to be caught out by a runt.
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Post by Frodobursh on Jan 8, 2007 1:56:09 GMT 9.5
Kori shrugged and paced over to the fallen birds nest. He poked it with the point of his bow to find it empty. A squaking bird flew overhead, but disappeared deep into the forest. He figured he should head back, especially so late in the night. He knew that this was when the assassins were most sneaky.
He glanced slightly over his shoulder, and then went on the path that was a mile or two away from his village. He had to be quiet and careful.
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Post by Treijim on Jan 8, 2007 10:51:14 GMT 9.5
Geral was pretty much on the side of the path before Kori and he hoped Kori would not step on him so he could sneak up on him before he reached the village. Though, if he was stepped on, Kori would have both feet immobolised and would be helpless against Geral's sharp daggers. He watched cautiously as Kori drew nearer.
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Post by Frodobursh on Jan 8, 2007 12:32:56 GMT 9.5
Kori was unaware of the dark figure hidden so well on the road, but his senses were very in tune with what was going on. Every little twig that snapped caught his attention, but he found himself looking up instead of looking down.
Suddenly, he tripped right over Geral and he leapt up, stringing an arrow on his bow and directing it at him. His heart pounded in his head and his hands became slippery from nervousness.
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Post by Treijim on Jan 9, 2007 10:48:49 GMT 9.5
Geral was on one foot and one knee in an instant, two daggers drawn, but he stared back at Kori with glowing eyes. This youth was so inexperienced that he wanted to gag, but he remained still.
"If that hole wasn't there, you would be dead," he said, baring his teeth.
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Post by Frodobursh on Jan 9, 2007 13:40:12 GMT 9.5
Kori didn't remember any hole, but remained locked on his target. His eyes flashed for a moment, barely moving an inch.
He was unsure of Geral's power, but he didn't want to challenge it. He knew he wasn't going to get through this without a few injuries. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you."
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Post by Treijim on Jan 9, 2007 14:02:35 GMT 9.5
Geral smirked, flashing his cat fangs more.
"You can't," he said with a sneer. "You're just a kid and I could cut your throat before you let loose an arrow on me." With that he leapt into Kori's legs, trying to tackle him down so that he couldn't use his bow, moving fast so that he was simply a blur amongst the thick foliage.
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Post by Frodobursh on Jan 10, 2007 6:30:39 GMT 9.5
Normally Kori would have been caught off guard, but he leapt back slightly, his aim still clear. If released, the arrow would strike Geral right in the heart.
"You're not much older than I," Kori told him, a sound of disgust clearly made to be heard. Deep down, he was afraid. The swiftness would be outmatched. Having someone against Geral would take a good amount of Keid to take down, especially since he was so swift. He didn't want to end his life in death.
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Post by Treijim on Jan 10, 2007 11:23:38 GMT 9.5
Geral hissed and slowly got back onto his feet, still crouching. Slowly, his eyes drifted to a place behind Kori and they narrowed.
"Seems like you've got some help," he said, sounding disappointed, fixing his gaze on something behind his foe.
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Post by Frodobursh on Jan 11, 2007 10:35:55 GMT 9.5
Kori became nervous and his eyes looked into Geral's pupils for a moment, and then he turned his head, craning to see if anyone was there. He quickly realized no one was there and knew he was foolish.
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