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Post by Jonathon Davis on Sept 14, 2009 15:41:20 GMT 10
"sorry." Jonathon murmured, and then he closed the gate, raising the protection spells again. "Some people call it Camelate." Jonathon said simply. He knew he could trust her, but the whole name of the town would compromise anything that got to her. She was still a child, and it may not take a whole lot to break her down. Any enemy of his could use her against him now.
The house was a small three bedroom, two bathroom sort of place. His parents had left it to him in case he ever got married. There was however plently of yard space, especially in the back. Jonathon grew all sorts of herbs and plants back there.
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Crysa Lake
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Post by Crysa Lake on Sept 19, 2009 6:03:39 GMT 10
"It's lovely," Crysa smiled, taking in her surroundings. "Camelate? Huh, reminds me of... Actually never mind." Undoing her cloak, she studied the spells he had just raised, their magic glittering before her. "Okay, wicked. Those spells would take some serious work to undo if you didn't know which they were, way above the ability of anything that could be sent after us. I'm actually impressed."
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Post by Jonathon Davis on Sept 19, 2009 6:42:17 GMT 10
Jonathon smiled. "Thank you Crysa. Aurors have to know how to protect themselves." He didn't mention that the very ground they stood on also helped in keeping up spells like this, she could probably sense it as it was.
The house door swung open as they neared it and Jonathon stepped in. The main part of the house was up front, with a dinning room to the left and a familyroom to the right. Stairs ran their way up to the second floor. 2 bedrooms, one bathroom, and a training/defense room was up there. All this he explained to Crysa. "So you can have the bedroom on the ground floor or the one upstairs. It;s your pick.'
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Crysa Lake
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Post by Crysa Lake on Sept 19, 2009 6:47:13 GMT 10
Crysa frowned thoughtfully. "Upstairs gives me more height, more advantage. Downstairs gives me better routes for escape. I think I'll take the downstairs one if you don't mind." Pulling out a small vial of scarlet liquid, Crysa glanced at the label and then shook her head, replacing it into her bag. "I am really sorry that those things now have your scent, I know you must already have enough trouble with things chasing you. You didn't need this too."
Crysa glanced upstairs, looking at Jonathon for permission to go up. She wanted to see the training room.
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Post by Jonathon Davis on Sept 19, 2009 6:58:14 GMT 10
Jonathon nodded. "There's a fridge up there if you want to store anything." He shrugged, "Well I think I can live with it. It's all part of the job."
He nodded for her to go up, following slightly behind her. Crysa would need the password. Reaching the landing he moved to the door on the right hand side. "Excaliber." He pronounced firmly at the door and it opened; revealing mirrors along the walls, a sturdy floor, gymnast equipment and numerous weapons. "All the weapons are along that wall, and it opens up even more." Flicking his wand at it, the walls seemed to fold back as more drawers came out. "If you want oponents, just command it."
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Crysa Lake
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Seventh year Vampire Telepath }}Awards{0} [A:3]
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Post by Crysa Lake on Sept 19, 2009 7:03:47 GMT 10
"Er, wow." Crysa stared, open-mouthed- at the room before her. Drawing two knives from one of the drawers, she studied them curiously. "These look just like the ones in Ancient Egypt, when they used to battle for show rather than to actually save their skin." Throwing one into the air and catching it by the point between two fingers, she grinned at Jonathon. "Just like the ones I trained with."
Replacing the knives, she instincively hugged him. "Thank you, this means a lot to me."
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