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Post by boogieknight on Mar 14, 2007 19:11:51 GMT -5
Kite continued purring as Pram scratched him. Her fingers slowed down as she fell asleeps. Unsatisfied, Kite rubbed his face against Pram's hand, but to no avail. He sighed and hopped off the bed. He landed perfectly on his feet.
Kite made his way to the door and opened it before retrieving his giant hammer. He left the room with the intent to go train.
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Achan
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Post by Achan on Mar 15, 2007 13:28:04 GMT -5
As he left the room, Kite felt some of the stares of Pram's other servants. They were indeed very jealous of Pram's special attention for him. Woe be to whoever would act upon it, however...
Pram smacked her lips and stirred. The dream was a good one: Zetta and Alex fought each other, almost to the death, and the three parts that made Valvoga battled itself. How he did that, Pram wasn't sure. But it sure LOOKED funny.
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Post by boogieknight on Mar 15, 2007 21:30:13 GMT -5
Kite was aware that some of the servants didn't like him too much, or at all, but he didn't care that much. He mewed in satisfaction as he carried his giant hammer high. He found a window and hopped onto the ledge. Kite looked outside to a small field where he would practice.
Kite hoisted the hammer up and bounded out the window, he swung the hammer hard untill it became an improvised helicopter propeller. Kite's legs dangled and kicked around as he slowly decended.
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Post by Achan on Mar 17, 2007 11:54:05 GMT -5
The dream ended with Alex lighting the book on fire and roasting marshmallows. Pram chuckled in her sleep and as she sat up. Kite-kun had left, alas, but that was all right. She knew he had other things to do.
After a good stretching and a light prep, she told her servants where she was headed, and left.
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Post by boogieknight on Mar 17, 2007 20:55:42 GMT -5
Kite played on the top of his hammer, eager to train. He hops over to a pile of logs and bricks that he's used as targets. He neatly arranges them in different locations and at varying elevations.
Kite sways from side to side, stretching out his limbs. He concentrates, then uses the hammer like a whip and lashes at the numerous targets. He purrs with excitement with each success.
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