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Nice one... this is surprisingly good
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06-03-2010, 01:32 AM
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*sitting on the couch leaning forward toward my laptop*
Oh JEEZY CHREEZY...the cavalry's just come aboard, and... -snip- TBC Aaaaaargh! (Seems I'm not capable of coherent thought anymore...the only words echoing are "More...more...MOAR!") And am I the only one who thought a week took FOREVER? 
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06-03-2010, 01:37 AM
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06-03-2010, 01:41 AM
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hehehe, so true
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06-03-2010, 11:18 AM
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One word is all I can find.
Yes.  Oh and possibly one other, but you can guess that one. It starts with M and ends with OAR.
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06-03-2010, 11:31 AM
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>=D I loved teasing you with single sentances yesterday. Too fun!  Moar on Wednesday, as per the schedule. <3
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That's so true! DD(I never actually intend to leave cliffhangers, I just stop writing once I've written a set amount of words.) I also noticed your like me in a way. You write fast to start with and then slow into a regular pace (except i keep slowing to a crawl and then stop writing all together.)
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06-09-2010, 11:58 PM
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Ok, hope you're feeling better tomorrow
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Chapter 8:
Grace lay upon her bunk, staring at the ceiling. Mulling over the day’s events, Grace sighed: “Lovely, the family has had another little fight, and we get dragged along to it.” She sat up, walking over to the window she gazed out and saw Jake conversing with some Omaticaya teens. “Nice Jake, bring the kids onto our side, because what we need right now are more kids with NO understanding of what is going on!” Groaning with exasperation she turned and continued her work on the Avatars. -- Eytukan sat upon his throne frowning. Mo’at had not returned, it had been nearly 3 days. Surely they can’t stay up there forever? Could Mo’at actually care for these creatures? Eytukan snorted; they wouldn’t be a problem for him much longer, but Mo’at was troubling him. Would she fight for these creatures? Would she DIE for these creatures? “Fayvrrtep!” Eytukan yelled She would either join him, or she would be outcast with these abominations. He would not let the Omaticaya fall to such disgrace. -- Jake had sent the teens off to gather food, which would keep them busy for a few hours. Jake turned and was walking back towards the science block. All of a sudden, rain started falling from the heavens. Jake raised his face skywards, willing the rain to wash over him. A voice startled him from his trance: “Jake?” He turned quickly around to see who it was, but there was nobody there. “Jake?” With a lightning bolt of adrenaline, he remembered who this voice belonged to. He didn’t quite understand how to speak back to her, but he could guess. So he tried thinking the words. “Neytiri?” “Yes Jake, it is me.” “Why haven’t I passed out? Why aren’t I in the purple fog that I usually am when I talk to you?” “The purple fog symbolises an obstacle in between you and your love.” “I’d say Eytukan is a pretty big obstacle! What is wrong with your father!?” Neytiri sighed, and despite himself, Jake felt shivers run down his spine. It was almost like she was right beside him. “He seems to be in his own purple fog, without sight, without faith.” “Can’t you talk to him?” Jake blushed furiously after he....thought it, how could he ask that so easily of Neytiri? “No Jake, I cannot. His mind is completely closed; he is refusing contact with Eywa. In fact, he hasn’t connected to any part of the forest since you and Tsu’tey confessed your love.” Jake groaned, he was afraid of that. “Why can’t he see? There has to be something we can do!” “That is not for me to tell you, you must forge your own path. Whether this path leads you to grief or happiness is your decision. Now I must leave you....you have company.” Jake turned, startled, and saw Tsu’tey standing right behind him in the rain. “Jake? Are you ok? You’ve been out here for a good two hours!” Jake tried to speak, but he couldn’t find any words. Tsu’tey saw his love struggling for words, and hugged him close. They held each other in the rain, the rain that didn’t feel cold. Tsu’tey released Jake, only to kiss him full on the lips. Jake’s entire body relaxed, and warmed to Tsu’tey’s. They kissed for a long time, drinking in each other’s presence, their love. Together, they would beat any obstacle. They would beat it, for neither could live without the other. Tsu let Jake go, and whispered the words: “I love you Jake” -- Mo’at paced the room, not doubting for a second that Eytukan and the clan would be planning another offensive soon. Something she couldn’t hold off alone. How could her mate, how could he do this to her?! How could he do it to Jake and Tsu’tey? They both saved the Omaticaya from certain extinction! If they fell in love, what of it? They were fine together, and obviously Eywa didn’t mind either. So what was his problem? She tried to think back to a time before she was his mate, a long time ago. He was always a very strange boy, and his relationship with his father was not pretty. She couldn’t grasp the memories that evaded her grasp, like wisps of smoke on a morning breeze. She sighed, and sank back into a chair. She needed a way of remembering, but how? -- Jake walked towards the gate, holding hands with Tsu. Opening the gate, he saw the teen Omaticaya run through the gate, carrying armfuls of food. Jake and Tsu’tey smiled at them and closed the gate behind them. The group walked back to the science block, and met with Mo’at. “We need to send them back to the clan, to help us.” Jake’s eyes widened, Mo’at couldn’t think this was a good idea! “We can’t send them back, they could be hurt!” “Kehe, they will not be harmed. We just need information; also, we need to move from here.” Jake had known this for some time; Grace was going to be pissed. “Srane, I know. How are we going to gather information, and more importantly, what information?” “We are going to learn why Eytukan despises your love so much.” Jake felt his trepidation rising, whatever the reason, it couldn’t be good. (TBC) Sorry for the delay you guys, I'm feeling better now. Right, the plot is getting underway now. XD MOAR next Wednesday. <3333 Leave comments below! And to all you people who view this fanfic and haven't posted yet, SHAME ON YOU! (Written to: Paramore - When it Rains) <333
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