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Fine' date=' 5-6?

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Better =D

 

 

Name: Sebek

Age: 25

Appearance: Young-looking man with short blond hair and vibrant blue eyes that always seem to stand out. Stands at an average 6 foot even' date=' and generally wears white silk clothing. Prefers to wear sandals than anything else.

[b']Weapons:[/b] A pair of spiked gauntlets, with knives between each knuckle.

Element Flame: Lightning

Bio: Belonging to a trope of gypsies, Sebek is a well-known master of stage magic; making items disappear and reappear, turning objects into animals, summoning water out of nowhere, that kind of thing; which he does to make a living. Some others are aware of his real trade, however; Sebek is a fairly powerful Seer, capable of divining the future through several methods. However, Sebek these days attempts to keep his fortunes under the wraps, as it's turned out, if people know their future, it inevitably ends up curing them with bad luck. He's never attempted to divine his own future, knowing the consequences of knowing what will happen.

RP post: http://forum.yugiohcardmaker.net/thread-118568-page-2.html - The majority of posts here should show it...

 

And here should be are 5th.........

 

EDIT: See XD

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We begin, now!

 

Drifting in the wind, an ominous feeling swept pass me, sending me thoughts on what it was. I could never tell, nor could know. However, as I stare at the midnight sky, I will find the true mystery to these events, and put a stop to this evil events.

Fiacre walked down the empty street, not even paying attention to the people looking through windows. He didn't care much. All he wanted right now was to stop the evil in the city.

Later, he found himself at the graveyard, where he saw the grave of his dead mother and father. He were killed in an epidemic, which was when he was 13. Now at age 25, he shouldn't have much to do with his parents, other than wish them a happy life in heaven, or hell, or whatever they believed in.

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Agas walk the streets in early morning, thinking to herself as she did. Her mind was full of memories, memeories from diffrent places and diffrent apperances of people, but one thing in those memories stayed the same, the men she fell in love with. She looked down the road with a smile on her face, but only a faint one, because everytime she took a step she heard the words in her head, "last chance, last life......"

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Sebek smirked, as he pulled out a card from the folds of his clothing. "Was...THIS your card?" He said with a flourish and dramatic call.

 

The audience member he spoke to blinked. "...No, it wasn't..." He said nervously, as if her were wondering if the magician had screwed up his own trick somewhere along the line.

 

"Oh?" Sebek said with false uncertainty, looking at the card himself, with an overly thoughtful expression. "Are you sure?" He said, flicking it back.

 

The audience member blinked again. "Uh... It is... But, it was just..." He said, confused. There was no way the magician could have changed cards; he just flicked the same one away and back again. He smirked as the rest of his comparatively small audience clapped; he never did card tricks on a big stage. But they sure wowed on the small one.

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Alumina was in the library/study...whatever her current 'Master' was using it for, cleaning around the place. It had been only been about three days since she had cleaned this cruddy place up and there was dust all over the place again. Including that her 'Master' had decided to leave books strewn all over the place.

She sighed as she picked one up, leafing through it boredly.

 

"History of Xanserath," Alumina murmured aloud, her soft voice echoing in the stuffy silence. Boooooring. She placed the book upon his desk that was littered with papers and scribbles, which she neatly packed together. Alumina looked to an old, but stylish Goth clock above the fireplace.

 

Her 'Master' has been out for awhile.

 

"Wonder where he went," Alumina asked herself, staring at the clock. It was nearly his lunch time.

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After visiting the graveyard, Fiacre returned home, opening the door quietly, making sure to not let the maid know he was back home. He quitely walked into the kitchen normally, and saw the food was prepared for lunch. "Does she always make it ahead of time?"

He stood in the kitchen, looking at the 15th century clock from France, which was almost time for lunch.

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After Alumina was finished with her cleaning, she went into the kitchen to make her own lunch, which she would eat in her own quarters. She didn't feel comfortable eating with him - felt like, to her, that she was invading his space.

Besides...she wasn't a good conversation starter.

 

She looked to her 'Master', Fiacre, she smiled a small smile.

 

"Welcome home, Master," She said softly, bowing at the waist to him. She made her way into the kitchen, preparing herself a meal.

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"Alumina, how about a change of eating? Instead of eating alone, how about you eat with me?" Fiacre said, giving her a warm inviting smile. Even though he doesn't like being social, doesn't mean he doesn't like being nice.

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Kent came to the entrance of Xanserath and thought to himself. I hope nothing bad is going on. He walked through the entrance, walked past the Little Mansion of Gothicness and Awesomeness and looked around. "Wow. This town looks amazing enough to-" Before Kent could finish what he said, he stopped and began to hear the conversation of Fiacre and Alumina.

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--I think I see a post that isn't right. First off, we are INSIDE, the mansion, where the outside cannot hear us, and you are OUTSIDE of the mansion, where between that, like every mansion, there is at least 10 yards of grass, bushes, and other stuff. There is no way you can here even a word of us.

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"Alumina, how about a change of eating? Instead of eating alone, how about you eat with me?"

 

Alumina was startled by the question, staring at her Master, blinking slightly.

 

"...Sure," Alumina said, blushing ever so slightly as she sat beside him, her plate of a sandwich and salad on the table. "How was your...walk?"

 

She looked to him, her eyes sweeping his face. She was amazed that he didn't bring a girl with him every now and then, with a face like that.

 

OoC: Lmao, little mansion of gothicness awesomeness. xD

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Agas continued to walk down the road, examining her surrondings. She then came to a mansion that looked abit gothic, she grinned and went to stand on the other side of the road, looking completely anomous. She then said to herself "just wait for him to come out......"

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"Hmm? Oh, that walk, well..." Fiacre took a bite out of the sandwich, and continued. "The city felt a bit more ominous than before. Yeah, everybody was still inside, but still, a bit too ominous."

Fiacre leaned back, putting his feat on the table, while getting a book from the bookshelf behind him.

 

--Guys, just had an idea for Fiacre, love square =D Twilight, Soul, and my personal maid, all have feelings for me, and it's so hard to choose the right one =D But I love breaking hearts XD

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--- Yes, it sucks >.<

 

Agas didn't look in the direction of the house, but she kept a close eye on it. She drawed one of her simitars and held it in the direction of the sun. The blade shone brightly, but you could see the taints of dry blood that are still on the blade, that could only be seen in the light. Agas smirked and said, "good times, good times....." and put the blade back in.

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She watched him silently, not one to interrupt, and took a nip out of her sandwich, chewing on it thoughtfully.

 

"Yes," Alumina said after swallowing. "It has been...dark, a little too quiet for my liking."

 

She blinked, looking up at the ceiling, quite confused about her own comment, but shrugged it off, taking off another nip of her sandwich. Her eyebrow twitched ever so slightly as he placed his feet on the table, but this was his house, and everything was his, so she couldn't say or do anything about it.

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Agas still waited, she would wait days if she had to. She sighed and then looked at the house completly, she then waited for him to come out, she then heard in her head "you do realise you only have two weeks....." Agas sighed and replied quietly "I know i know....." The voice then said to her, "So how do you intend to make him fall in love with you this time and in such a short time?" Agas stayed silent and pulled out a necklace that she was given as a gift, she opened the lock and there was a picture inside, her and a man who looked incredibly like Fiarce........

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--I got a stalker O.O Holy sheet.

 

Fiacre finished his lunch, and closed the book, putting it on the table. "I think I'm gonna go outside again. But just to let me do you a favor..." Fiacre took his plate, and took it to the kitchen.

Afterwards, he got his trench coat, and walked outside, to see a woman around his age waiting there.

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--- A stalker wanting love :(

 

Agas noticed Fiarce coming outside and smiled, she walked over to him and said, "good day, im Agas Constentine, i hear your called Fiarce, correct?" she said with a grin. She then realised that her necklace was still open, but happily not in Fiarces view, she closed it and hid it down her dress.

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OoC: Omfg. xD

 

Alumina had stayed silent, allowing him to read his book whilst she stared off into space, or at him. Hell, she even wondered why he didn't bring guys home. Now that would be interesting.

 

 

"I think I'm gonna go outside again. But just to let me do you a favor..."

 

She blinked and watched him carry his plate to the kitchen.

 

"Have a safe trip, sir." Alumina called, finishing off her salad and carrying her plate to the kitchen herself. Washing the dishes, she sighed, now that she was alone again. What was it with her...? By now, she would have been in the next city, town, possibly the next capital in another state!

It was just...him that kept her here for so long.

Another sigh escaped her lips.

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