originally posted in:The New Dojo
[i]Marcia turned her head to face tone wings, although she remained calm and collected at the movement this time. She trusted Night now, from the looks of it.[/i]
[u]"It's fine. Whoever would put you and your entire race through...that...
They best not come around to this place in search of you."[/u]
[i]The girl's tone was low, almost vicious, and it came evident to Night just then: A - Marcia was actually willing to defend him, and B - She seemed to be very, very violent.[/i]
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[i]Hmmmmm..[/i] Night's eyes glistened brighter and he felt a sense of trust for Marcia.
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[u]"...Whatcha humming about? Just wondering."[/u] [i]Marcia spoke quickly, but not in an offensive tone. She was just...well, interested. She had always been a seeker of knowledge.[/i]
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[i]For me, it is a sign of trust.[/i]
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[u]"Trust..."[/u] [i]Marcia smirked slightly, before that smirk turned into a grin. It actually meant a lot to the young mage, to be trusted.[/i]
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[i]Just because you are usually violent means little to me..[/i]
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[u]"Oh. T-Thanks, I guess.[/u] [u]Y-You wanna get out of here?"[/u]
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[i]Sure.[/i] Nightingale gets up into his feet, his tail flailing around.