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Post by Tyreal Fierce on Nov 15, 2006 19:25:29 GMT -5
"Ah, don't worry about it Turin. Im not upset or mad that I can't turn into a dragon. I dunno..I might take up what dad did..steel cards..or sword fighting." He tapped that dragon claw on his chin.
"Anyways, Selina. What you need to do is not worry about doing it perfectly..just think on..doing it. Thats it."
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Post by Baroness Angel DelaSangre on Nov 16, 2006 9:29:30 GMT -5
Slowly she sat back a bit, watching her children. A smile touching her lips now. Tilting her head to the side as she slid her fingertips against her arm. It was good to see that they actually get along.
Poor Turin and Tyreal were almost extra crispy dragons when they were younger, she then glanced to Tyreal, frowning.
"Are ye sure ye nae want me ta look for a spell to turn ye inta full blooded dragon?"
It would be tough, Tyreal was the only one who couldn't change fully. Not human, not dragon. It broke her heart at first, but he seemed to like it, with a bitter taste.
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Post by sheena on Nov 18, 2006 22:28:31 GMT -5
She'd been silent for a time, focusing on her mental image of herself in a smaller form, correcting the wings, the body, and the tail before she even started to pay attention to what her siblings were saying. Such a serious gaze moved toward them finally, looking first to Tyreal and then pass them toward Selina. "Magic?" Sheena didn't put much faith in magic. She could just as easily roast a mage as she could anyone else, but she supposed they had their uses.
The brothers were mostly ignored though, stepping away from Turin and toward Selina. "I've an idea. Selina can practice on me, if she wishes.." It wouldn't quite be a spar, since neither sister would really try to hurt the other, but Sheena hadn't gotten to test her fighting skills against a mage and she wanted, more than anything, to be certain her little sister knew how to use her magic defensively. Neither were likely ready to practice in that manner, but Sheena had never been the patient sort.
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Post by Tyreal Fierce on Nov 19, 2006 18:54:24 GMT -5
And there goes the show. Seeing Sheena walking by them, he was about to say something, thats until Angel showed up out of nowhere like usual. He turned, yellow with red mixed eyes looked at his mother. His normal hand pushed back some renegade strands away from his forehead.
"Yea I am sure. Its good to be different." He smiled to her, then he leaped up onto the ceiling once more. His tail wrapping around the pole that was up there. Crossing his arms over his chest, his eyes closed. Back to thinking.
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