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    1. Xion Demente 12 yrs ago

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10 yrs ago
Current Things have settled down, again now I'm back into the full swing of this. Replies won't be as slow, but be aware I may be only doing one or two replies a day instead of the multiple.
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10 yrs ago
Back from the cruise only for work to start and school. So replies will be slow as all get out I'll try to get them up when I can.
10 yrs ago
Warning to all that I RP with, from the 15th of this month to the 27th I will not be on considering I will be on vacation with family. I may pop on from time to time, but no replies will come.
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10 yrs ago
Great just great as soon as I get my family sorted out my friend ends up getting dumped. So I have to help her out get her moved in with me, and everything replies will be slow on some days not all.
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10 yrs ago
Family has been sorted out, so replies may be a little slow not by much. I also will be on more often now since life has slowed down a bit.

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Well I can keep going on with it see if I can get my interest back into it slowly
Letting you know now I'm losing interest in three way war
"John what do you think, " John thought for a moment. "I think we could put wrex on the guns where she would be making repairs and repairs to the shuttle since I'm the one that knows the Normandy like the back of my hand sir." Anderson nodded to that, "just tell wrex that the orders came from me he's the krogan in big red armor you can't miss him in the shuttle bay."
Robert had come from his room, to the library a few minutes before. When he had heard the doors opening he let the shadows wrap around him, once he saw it was lauralye he came out of the shadows. He was a clad of black with what he was wearing, and now that the dust and grime was washed off he looked his age for once.

"It's good to be up and about without the restraints," he jumped over the railing landing lightly on his feet his boots only make a soft thud on the floor. He looked around the library turning his gaze every now and again, "hey thanks for getting me out of there princess I don't think I would've gotten any sleep down there."
Robert heard boots thudding against the floor, he saw the guards stop in front of him these were different guards than the ones he had encountered. They had opened the door, "your supposed to get ready to protect her majesty and if you allow anything to hurt her your getting a sound lashing." Robert only nodded to that, they undid the restraints on him.

The guards led him to his room, Robert went in, he grabbed whatever clothes he was fine with. He took the bath that was needed before putting on the black shirt with black pants and his boots before putting on the fingerless gloves. He was glad to be out of the slave rags, he attached the sword he had found to his back.

He was ready, he took a deep breath. It wouldn't be that hard for him to protect the princess, at least in his view. Still he was ready for whatever came at him, and whatever dangers came toward the princess. It wasn't that complicated of a job at the very least.
Robert nodded to that, he was itching to get back into the sky. He sighed to himself 'not yet Robert choose when the time is right to show them what you are' he swallowed at the. He got back up, he went back to the corner allowing the shadows to take him into their embrace, he just looked to where the princess was standing before he shook his head.

He was at least trying to doze off, but the shouting of the of the other prisoners kept him from just doing just that. He didn't really deserve to be down here, but this is what he got when he let his guard down. He looked around his cell, there was nothing to sleep on. Well there was nothing in the cell at all, he guessed the king was paranoid about prisoners using what was around to help the escape.

He knew it was noon with how the sunlight came into his cell, he sighed how long had he been in here? How long was it when he came here? He didn't know the answers to that really, he wrapped his arms around his knees and waited.
Now wondering when can I do the wings part because having in him in a cell kinda restricts that maybe when he knows he can trust them a bit more? Hmmmm,,,,,,,, so many possibilities
Robert nodded to that, he shrugs. "Your father has nothing to fear from me my mother was killed three years ago I have no place to call home and nothing to escape to so I guess I'll call this home once it feels like home to me right now not so much." He scratched the back of his head, "I guess I could say I have secrets of my own a very big one that is."

He leaned his back against the wall, "plus why does your father fear the ones that could go with there loyalties I have no where else to run to I was just roaming the country and got captured ever since I've been getting sold off to other people." He rubbed his face, why was he even telling her what his life had been like when he barely knew this woman?

He shook his head to that question in his head, listening at the shouting of the other prisoners down here. Some deserve to be down here while others don't even deserve there fate down here. He didn't he just acted on instinct when someone insulted that he was a useless person.
Robert looked up, as the prisoner next to him grabbed her. He shrugged at her, "Robert. Also it's not really the crown that I should be angered with it's me I allowed my guard down and this is where it got me." He got to his feet, his restraints clicking together as he moved. "I'm just telling you now I'll be more much of use as a trainer or a personal guard never really cooked."

He ran his hand through his black hair, he held his hands up. "Plus as long as I'm not thrown in here and the guards leave me alone theirs really no use to the restraints. As long as I'm not thrown back down here also, I could say my loyalty lies to the crown since I have no where else to go."

He sat back down on the floor, putting his hands on his lap. He looked at the floor, "plus I don't look as myself as a slave as long as I'm not whipped when whipped I know I'm a slave not whipped I'm just someone under another's rule besides that I didn't get your name princess."
The guards threw Robert into the cell, he closed his eyes. Hearing the door to the cell slam shut, they hadn't even bothered to take off his restraints. A small sigh escaped him, as he pushed himself into the shadows. Letting the shadows take him into there embrace, a few minutes passed before he saw a woman in front of him. Getting the food passed by the bars, his stomach growled at the sight.

He slowly got to his feet, walking over before sitting down in front of the food. He was taking his time with the food, their was no reason to rush eating since this is the only good food he had tasted in years. "Thanks," he mumbled as he ate. He noticed how she pushed herself back to the wall, he let out a sigh "no reason to be afraid my temper got a hold of me."

He went back to his food, hearing the shouting of the other prisoners. How was he supposed to get any sleep down here? He only shook his head, before he set down the bowl and pushed himself back into the back of the cells wall wrapping his arms around his knees. He just wished, he was free not under any rule of another person.
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