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Post subject:  Posted: November 11th, 2006, 3:35 am |
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(Thank you! Lol!
Yes, Paris and Hector are standing in the battle field together. Paris is actually just about ready to fight.)
Paris knew that he was trained by the same teacher as his brother, but deep down he knew that he was not as skilled in combat as Hector.
Paris nodded to Hector and then embraced him tightly. His body trembled and his heartbeat raced. "Take care of her brother, if I do not return," Paris whispered to Hector.
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Post subject: Posted: November 12th, 2006, 5:50 pm |
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(srry bout that but we can't do this without her and she is not here!!!)
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Post subject: Posted: November 13th, 2006, 3:00 am |
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(:-( I sure hope she returns soon.... This RP might die if she is not here to continue the story.  )
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Post subject: Posted: November 13th, 2006, 1:27 pm |
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(I guess I'll PM her about posting Troy. Maybe she has forgotten this RP)
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Post subject: Posted: November 13th, 2006, 2:15 pm |
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(I'm here now! Sorry, guys, I totally forgot about it! I'll be here now more regularly...  )
At last Menelaos stepped out of the mass of soldiers at last, lazy eyed he stared at the enemy's troops, especially at the King's two sons. He didn't expect this fight to last long, the younger one of the sons, Paris, who has stolen his wife, seemed to be way too inexperienced in fighting. He smiled at the thought of winning this battle. _________________ <center> 
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Post subject: Posted: November 14th, 2006, 1:29 pm |
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Paris took one last look at his brother and then began to make his way down the sandy ground toward Menelaos. He sword was held tightly in his hand and his shield in the other.
The hot sun beat down on his brow causing him to sweat. Setting his dark brown eyes on Menelaos, he took at defensive stance and protected himself with his shield.
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Post subject: Posted: November 14th, 2006, 1:53 pm |
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Menelaos stepped closer to Paris, he laid his hand on the handle of his sword and kept smiling. "So, boy, you want to fight with me for my wife? Do you really think you can beat me?"
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Post subject: Posted: November 15th, 2006, 12:53 am |
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Paris shook anxiously, "You will die on this Trojan land today, Menelaos. I will strike you down!" He circled around him nervously.
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Post subject: Posted: November 15th, 2006, 3:33 am |
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"I don't think so, boy! But anyways... let us begin!" With this he drew his sword at last and started to circle Paris as well. At last he took a quick step towards him and attacked.
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Post subject: Posted: November 15th, 2006, 5:18 pm |
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Helen sat in the seat next to King Priam, her knuckles white from gripped the seat so tightly. She was wearing the traditional blue and white gown of a Trojan lady with a circlet of silver atop her golden curls. Her bright eyes trained on Paris' every movement, scared for her love.
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Post subject: Posted: November 16th, 2006, 4:17 am |
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Paris dodged the first attack. His sandeled feet shifted the dirt and sand beneath him. He continued to encircle his foe as he should. He remembered what his brother had told him....let Menelaos tire himself first. He covered his face with his shield only revealing his dark black hair and eyes.
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Post subject: Posted: November 16th, 2006, 7:07 am |
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Menelaos sighed in frustration when his first attack didn't achieve its aim. He stepped back and took a deep breath. He then started another attack, this time he aimed his sword at Paris' neck.
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Post subject: Posted: November 16th, 2006, 5:39 pm |
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Paris leaned backward and shielded himself with the shield, blocking Menelaos' swing. He looked like a well-trained prince of Troy. Steadying himself, he took a defensive stance and waited for Menelaos to strike again. But as he did, his eyes shifted toward the balcony were Helen sat.
(Canion, you can be involved in this scene as well)
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Post subject: Posted: November 16th, 2006, 6:44 pm |
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Helen wanted so much for this fight to stop, but she did nothing but sit in fear watching her love fight for her. Something she didn't want, if she was smart she would give herself over to Menelaus but her heart told her to stay.
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Post subject: Posted: November 17th, 2006, 3:57 am |
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(I WILL BE OUT OF TOWN THIS WEEKEND. I'M LEAVING TOMORROW AND WILL BE BACK LATE SUNDAY AFTERNOON.)
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Post subject: Posted: November 17th, 2006, 11:19 am |
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Menelaos saw Paris glancing up to a balcony and took this chance to attack a third time. He aimed his sword for Paris' stomach, hoping that this time he wouldn't fail.
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