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Post by calypso on Jun 11, 2007 13:20:15 GMT 10
"Yeah, it has." She smiled softly, happy that she could make her king happy, and that she had been able to make him forget that he couldn't relax while in the pigeon hold of the palace. She would never understand why some envied him in his prison of a palace. Calypso was more of a freedom girl, not liking being held in chains, even ones that you can't see or feel.
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Post by khalora on Jun 11, 2007 13:29:25 GMT 10
Alessio swam up to beside Calypso, "I'll need to leave soon." He sighed, "Duty calls." He swam around her and put his hand on her shoulder, "Thank you though. I needed this."
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Post by calypso on Jun 11, 2007 13:35:46 GMT 10
"I wish I could do more for you." She said with a soft smile. She was a little sad that her king wasn't able to get out and relax much, but she was glad that today was a day that he could be happy. With a sigh she walked out of the water, the water droplets clung to her tiny frame, the emerald hung heavily around her neck as she walked to her things.
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Post by khalora on Jun 11, 2007 13:42:09 GMT 10
Alessio walked out beside her, "You've done all I needed." He walked up to Achilles, who stood up obediently and shook the sand of his hinds. Khalora'a armour and cloak was still there, along with his broadsword and equipment.
He looked back at Calypso, "Thank you."
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Post by calypso on Jun 11, 2007 13:47:21 GMT 10
"Anytime. And I mean that." She said sincerely. Drying herself off mostly with her shirt and then slipped back into her outer clothing. She strapped her sword onto her waist, put on her numerous daggers, can't live without them, pulled out the emerald and smiled. "Have fun." She smiled, fake saluted him, and turned to go on a walk, and laughed when a little feild mouse crawled up her leg.
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Post by khalora on Jun 11, 2007 13:51:43 GMT 10
Alessio smiled as she left. He felt invigurated in the mind. He felt ready to continue with what he had to do.
In minutes he was back in his golden armour. He picked up his broadsword and pulled it out of its sheath. The bright sliver of the steel glimmered in the sunlight, and the ornate hilt and pommel gleamed brightly. At that moment Alessio felt like he could take on anything, like he could do anything. He was ready...
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