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Shaya ran to the group when she heard the comotion, "What going on?"

"Dont look at me." Shaya said taking a step back. "I almost asleep."
Shaya had been nearly asleep so close to seeing her mother one more time.
Shaya had been nearly asleep so close to seeing her mother one more time.

(( noah, what does the note say?))
Anubis drew his axe and stood at the ready.


Pine narrowed her eyes. "Who would say this." She looked at Anubis with her eyes narrowed. "Who was your old master?"


"I do not think it was a daemon, look at the arrow," Anubis said, mocking the elf.
He was also deliberatly avoiding Pine's question.
He was also deliberatly avoiding Pine's question.

Anubis rolled his eyes. He wasn't afraid of Inglades, but Pines good influence was swaying him. When he answered, he looked to Pine instead of Inglades.
"The deamon master you seek... was my old master," he sighed.
"The deamon master you seek... was my old master," he sighed.


((he's feeling anger towards Inglades but guilt towards Pine))
Shaya rolled her eyes. Of course, protect your servant or whatever. "Excuse Ingledes for trying to keep us safe Pine." She snapped. "None of us, though I am speaking for myself, really care for Anibus. And I for one wouldnt really mind harming him."

"I for one am not sticking around when that happens." Shaya said quietly. "I m going to leave in the morning. If you want to join me go ahead."
Shaya then turned and walked into the trees. She checked the areaaround her then slowly sat down.
Shaya then turned and walked into the trees. She checked the areaaround her then slowly sat down.
Anubis shruuged. "My old master will be pretty pissed. He probably won't try and--" Anubis searched for words, a little awkwardley "-- take me back. I'm useless now."
Then he added, "Probably."
Then he added, "Probably."
((Crap! I knew I was forgeting somthing!))
Anubis brushed Inglades hand off but smiled.
"I can assure you that it is."
((no one touches the king of bad a**-ery))
"I can assure you that it is."
((no one touches the king of bad a**-ery))
((well I didn't want to swear. I said bad assery.))
In the seclusion of the trees Shaya sighed. Why did she have to be so sensitive when it came to that one subject and over analize anything she felt had to do with it. Her mother wouldnt, Shaya shook her head. Her mother was dead. Along with her brother.






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