(lol. I'm not in a writing mood. sry guys!! U can start, Eruina (i prob. totally spelled taht wrong.......)

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"Great art is as irrational as great music. It is mad with its own loveliness."

Drake mounted the horse that the ocslers(men that take care of the horses, not sure I spelt it right) had given him. It was a high strung bright bay stallion, that was big, and had a black mane and tail.

"through the wood trail, around the lake. Then back here and the first one to um... touche that tree over there wins," he said...

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

Red studied the dark magic very carefully.. if he made one wrong move and couldn't control the magic he would be a goner... "hmmm black tra III" he mumbled to himself.. "let's try this out" he thought to himself and then yelled.. "BLACK TRA III REVEAL!!!"
(haha i just randomly made all that stuff up... ohhh do i spell popcorn?? i g2g eat sum popcorn!)

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hey guys!! this just kinda........fell apart....should we pick it back up?? me1 remember where we are......?

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"Great art is as irrational as great music. It is mad with its own loveliness."

Drake shortened his reins, as the horse he was riding pranced.
"ready? Set... Go!" he said, and urged the horse into a gallop...

((remember we're racing!))

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

(OH YEAH!! lol )

Ithil set her horse after Drake, & kept a steady pace with him. Suddenly, she lost all concience thought.....it was just her, & her horse. she let the wind blow thorugh her long hair. She felt like she was flying; like she was soaring through the sky. She had even totally forgotten about Drake.....This was what she loved about riding. For that short, 20 mins, she could forget everything, & just become completely lost in the joy of riding.....

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"Great art is as irrational as great music. It is mad with its own loveliness."

Suddenly the horse Drake was riding came to a sudden stop a reared, whites of it's eyes showing. Drake did all he could to calm the horse, but couldn't. Something was freaking it out. Finnally Drake jumped off the horse just as it was about to bolt into the forest.
"Thats the second time a horse has ran into the forest like that! Somethings going on!" Drake's temper was rising then, he eyes flared like a dragon's. He stomped back to the court yard and waited for the princess to arrive back...

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

(haha! my ol' rp is back!!! i've gotta review the posts and remember what i was doing for Ethelred...)

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(lol )

Ithil was cuming up on Drake, when she noticed he wasn't on a horse. She was immediately pulled out of her thoughts, & stopped her horse. "What's the matter?" She joked."Fall off your horse?" She stopped. Drake seemed mad.....really mad. "Hey," she said. "I was just kidding.....are you OK? What happened?"

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"Great art is as irrational as great music. It is mad with its own loveliness."

Drake sighed, "my horse ran off on me! It reared, and just as I jumped off ran in a flat out gallop. Somethin' aint right..." he said, shaking his head.
"Red never did come back from gettin' Granit..."

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

Ithil had forgotten about that. Her grip tightned on the reins. "Do you think he's alright?" she asked quietly. She shook her head. She wasn't about to let him know she was afraid. "I mean, he left a while ago..."

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"Great art is as irrational as great music. It is mad with its own loveliness."

Drake sighed. "We should go look for him. But I don't want to loose another horse... He went that way into the forest, I know for sure..."

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

Red collapsed on the dirt. That dark magic took a lot of strength from his body... But if he trained every day he would become stronger, invincible!
(muwahahahahahahaha!!! haha sorry...) He decided to try one more scroll. "Fire no Jutsu!" he cried out as he put his hands together in the hand sign and breathed fire onto the ground. But he lost control and the fire stopped, although it was still burning the grass. He collapsed on the grass unconcious(sp?). And the fire started to engulf him slowly.

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Ithil nodded in agreement (for once:-P) with Drake, climbed off her horse. She patted it's neck. The horse neighed.,(sp?) & then took off. "She'll find her way back," Ithil said. She bowed slightly, & gestured with her hand. "Being my "protector," shouldn't you go first?" She said with a playful smile. Although in truth, she really was rather frightned. Suddenly, something caught her attention. She sniffed. Scrunching her eyebrows in confusion, she turned to Drake. "Do you.....smell smoke?"

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"Great art is as irrational as great music. It is mad with its own loveliness."

Drake sniffed, and nodded, his face went to a frown. He pulled out his sword and started tward the source of the smoke...

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

Ithil followed him. She wished she'd grabbed her sword, but of course, she hadn't.....So, she was counting on Drake to fight anything they faced. (just got home from school......sorta brain dead. sry lol )

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"Great art is as irrational as great music. It is mad with its own loveliness."