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Post by Rox/ Kyli/Jamie/Keiran/Kris on Dec 17, 2005 22:34:49 GMT -5
Keiran smiled. "That was Roxana Redding, Naois. She says we are to say 'Konnichiwa' to you"
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Post by Jullien on Dec 17, 2005 22:39:18 GMT -5
" ... What language is that?" Naois asked profoundley, confused by the foriegn word.
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Post by Rox/ Kyli/Jamie/Keiran/Kris on Dec 17, 2005 22:40:10 GMT -5
Keiran replied patiently, "Japanese."
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Post by Jullien on Dec 17, 2005 22:43:18 GMT -5
"I have never studied Japanese." Naois said softly. "Thankyou for the translation anyway." Naois nodded a goodbye to Keiran as he headed into the other room and up the stairs.
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Post by Rox/ Kyli/Jamie/Keiran/Kris on Dec 17, 2005 22:44:36 GMT -5
Keiran shook his head smiling, and went back outside to think some more
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Post by Jullien on Dec 17, 2005 22:46:48 GMT -5
Naois strolled up to the second floor with light footsteps to his room, where upon entering, laid his sword down on his bed and unsheathed it, indending to polish it once again.
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Post by Rox/ Kyli/Jamie/Keiran/Kris on Dec 17, 2005 22:50:35 GMT -5
Keiran vanished, and appeared moments later on the roof of the first floor of the manor. he crossed his legs, and closed his eyes. He began to think of memories that haunted whatever he did, and then he opened his eyes. He sighed, and put his head in his hands and muttered, "Damn it...."
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Post by Rox/ Kyli/Jamie/Keiran/Kris on Dec 18, 2005 12:55:04 GMT -5
He lept from the roof, landing on his feet, and walked back inside. He was tired of those memories, and he went to the music room, and began to play the piano.
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