(Should we go ahead and skip to the morning?)

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Heavens no. Hell Yeah.


Set 1: Nurr | Set 2: Me

Tomos picked a couple grapes and forced himself to eat, quitely watching Rose as she followed Lilith. He wished he had spoken up and offered the cot next to his. it was usually empty. But, what uncomfortably felt like shyness had stopped him from speaking. Tomos cursed himself. Since when was he shy? Tomos picked angrily at some cold cuts of meat that had been left over from the feast. He was queasy from the pain and bloodloss, but he knew that he needed to eat to replace what he had lost. He stopped eating just when he thought his stomach would refuse another bite. Carefully he got to his feet, and by some miracle made it to his cot by his own two feet. It didn't help that his cot was about as far away from the rest of the group as was possible. Well, quiet and seclusion had its price. Laying down, he realized sleep would not come easily. He was in pain, and the days events and burdens laid upon him like a weight. Silently he wished Rose were here so he could talk to her. Talking to her was so easy. He rolled over with a groan and hours later fell into a fitful sleep.

Trystan smirked. "Seems your friend her was raised a bit better than you, princess," he commented to Rubin. He slipped back out into the hallway, locking the door behind him. Settling his back against the door, he stood quiet guard for the remainder of the night.
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Morning came far too swiftly for Haven Maverick.

The sun poured into his room, spilling across his rumbled bedsheets and stirring him from his slumber. He rolled out of bed, running his hands through his hair as he stared at himself in the mirror. He looked a mess; his hair stuck out at odd angles, his jaw was shadowed by scruff, his eyes were rimmed red from the combination of stress, lack of sleep, and a splitting hangover (he'd found that second bottle after all).
"Uughhhh..."
Oh yes, today was going to be simply fantastic.


Waverly, at least, seemed to be fairing much better that morning. She'd already been up since sunrise and was out in the clearing just beyond the encampment where the men usually came to practice their swordsmanship. She'd had to rise early or else she would've been kicked out so that they could do so.
Her delicate hands strung the bow she held and notched an arrow to it, raising it to eye level. Waverly stared down the shaft, focusing on her target - a knot hole in the tree on the opposite side of the clearing. Her fingers released and the arrow flew, hitting its target dead-center.

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~*~ I am the Patron Saint of Lost Causes. ~*~

[ Yeah.. caught up again ]

The night had passed in a whirl of dreams which the morning ended cruelly by her bright light. Keith awoke groggily at the moment that the sky colored purple and red. Dawn was near. He groaned as he got up from his sleeping matt: although his mind was bright, his limbs were still tired and the muscles in his left leg completely stiff. He struggled to get on his feet and tried to bend to bend his leg slightly which succeeded although it made Keith scream of pain.
He hobbled onto to the corridor in search for some food .

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

As the sun rose over the horizon, shafts of golden light pierced through the windows of Tomos's room. He growled and tenderly pulled a pillow over his face. Why did morning have to be so bright? He was still dead tired. He felt like he had only fell asleep 20 minutes ago, and he may have been right. The pillow he had pulled over his face blocked the light and was refreshingly cold, but it also blocked his breath. He pulled the pillow above his mouth so that is just covered his eyes, but there was too much of a gap and the blazing sun slipped in through the gap. After tossing and turning, and trying different positions, Tomos gave up. He sat up in bed, groaning as the dizziness hit him still. Desperatly he tried to rub the sleep from his eyes with his one good arm. He felt like cat vomit. Outside a bird chirpped merrily, and had Tomos been able he would have shot the thing for being so joyous. Slowly, with much aching, dizziness, and a general 'not feeling good', he rose to his feet. Might as well eat He thought to himself. His stomach still churned a bit at the thought of food, but he had to replace the blood he lost. Growling obsenities to himself, he trudged slowlydown the hall to eat.

Marran woke with a moan, the sun shining through the window had done the deed, and she was not happy. Marran had actually been comfortable, although she could sleep on anything as long as she had a pillow and blanket.

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

Haven ran his fingers though his mussed hair as he stood before the mirror. He took a few minutes shaving the scruff from his jaw with his freshly sharpened blade, nicked himself slightly with a sharp swear, then washed his face and dressed. Breakfast was already being served in the mess hall, he could smell it. He plodded out to meet the others who were gathering there, musing that a few more hours of sleep would've done wonders for his splitting headache, but it wouldn't do for the leader of the Shadin to be the last to rise. Despite his efforts, he still looked weary and disheveled.

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~*~ I am the Patron Saint of Lost Causes. ~*~

Ronin walked into the room where most of the men took breakfast. He looked around and saw his sister sprawled out in a most unflattering position. He was tempted to wake her up, but considering her choice of bed he decided he would get them both breakfast so he could allay her anger when she woke up with her neck and back aching.

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Heavens no. Hell Yeah.


Set 1: Nurr | Set 2: Me

Very early that morning, a few hours before the sun was to rise, Rose got up stiffly and crept out of the camp/hall and into the forest. She made her way quickly through the dense trees until she came to the small cottage that was her home. Inside there was hardly anything but three cots, a few weapons, and a book or two and some food. Rose's whole life.

The redhead put the books and smaller weapons and some food in a pack, then the larger weapon, a sword, she strapped to her waste. Working quickly Rose took all the lanterns and oil and spilled it all over the cottage, then set it on fire. As soon as this one done, she walked away, heading back towards the camp, not waiting to watch her memories burn. Because memories without her family just tore her heart into smaller peices.

Rose got back to the camp of the Shadín after the sun had been up for awhile. She came to the table where she had sat the night before, and sat down again a distance from any others. Her eyes looked off into some distant thought...

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(}--{)Imagination Inspires Ideas -Zandain(}--{)
Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

Haven apparently also saw this and did a double take before chuckling quietly to himself. He walked over to Lilith quietly and gave her shoulder a gentle nudge. "Hey..."

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~*~ I am the Patron Saint of Lost Causes. ~*~

Marran sat on the cot, she conteplated waking Rubin, but decided ot to. hopping o the door she called out. "Sir, I need use of the loo, I would rather not do it in here."

((BTW, the loo is the toilet.))

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

(( Duh. ))

Trystan's face blushed hotly at this unwanted information. "Then... go out in the woods or something," he told her, uncomfortable. He wasn't supposed to let her go, but he wasn't about to follow her there either.

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~*~ I am the Patron Saint of Lost Causes. ~*~

((sorry, I wasn't sure if any one knew, because it is a british term. I only know because I get soem british shows here in Canada.))

Marran smiled. "Thank you." she said and went of, she tested her ankle and found it ok enough to limp with. Slowly she made her was to the main hall and took a peek. she had to talk to the man again, maybe now since he was rested, he would listen.

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Where do you go when your running away,
The cost of stopping is too great to pay.
~Amanda (saw this written in a washroom stall at a movie theater)

She groaned and flitted her hand as if swatting off a fly. "Go away, Ronin. I'm trying to sleep..." her sentence dropped off into a grumble and she turned over. Unfortunately for her, she turned the wrong way and ended up on the floor with a hard 'thump.'

"Ow!" Lilith whined, definitely awake now. She ran a hand through her tangled curly blonde hair and looked at it angrily, she did not feel like brushing those out.

The girl looked up and saw Haven, her eyes widening. She had not expected to sleep so late. It had been her hope that she would wake before the rest of the men, in time to look decent.

Lilith straightened her dress and moved onto the bench. She managed to regain her composure despite her tousled look, "Morning, Master Haven."

Ronin came back with two plates. One (clearly for him) was loaded with eggs, bacon and a hot cake. The other had several strawberries and an egg.

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Heavens no. Hell Yeah.


Set 1: Nurr | Set 2: Me

Haven laughed slightly as she straightened herself up, flustered by his rousing her. "Rough night, hm?" he noted, smirking slightly. He glanced around, his stomach grumbling.

"Be right back," he told her with a roguish wink before going to get some much needed breakfast. He passed Ronin as he came up and gave him a quick "Morning," before disappearing to find food before the rest of the men had scarfed it down.

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~*~ I am the Patron Saint of Lost Causes. ~*~

[ Are the sleeping and eating quarters in one room? ]

Keith hobbled down the room and saw Ronin approaching with two plates filled with breakfast. "My friend, you didn't have to go through so much trouble of bringing me my breakfast." he chuckled "I can perfectly get it myself." He grabbed the plate from Ronin's hands, grinning even more because of the confusion which was written on his face. While chewing on a strawberry he looked bemused at Haven who'd taken the trouble of waking Lilith. Her sermons had probably done him good.. but how he would behave towards him was another story.

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.