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The Experiment - C. FifteenChapter FifteenThe Experiment - C. Fifteen
After another three hours, Melanee's knowledge of the Veelan languae improved drastically. She now knew how to string basic sentances together and had mastered the pronounciation. Kahorem stated that Melanee was an exceptionally fast learner as she departed, friendly winking to Demoriel in the process.
Melanee was still sitting at the dining table, now with her staff in her paws, mulling over a way to hatch it. Demoriel was throwing a few scraps of meat into the air nearby, causing Xaviour to either jump to catch it in his mouth, or use his new found magic to bring it to him. Tracing a claw delicately
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The Experiment - C. FourteenChapter FourteenThe Experiment - C. Fourteen
Standing in the elevator on the way to fighting class, Melanee gripped her orb staff tightly. Her mind was still mulling over the instructions she had been given in her magic lesson, trying to decipher how she would carry them out. Xaviour however was busy following the command he had been given, to manipulate the air around him. He mastered this easily and was creating a small air current as he used his new found abilities combined with his underdeveloped wings to fly around the elevator as it moved.
“I don't see how I can possibly do this...” Melanee sighed heavily as her eyes drifted acr
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The Experiment - C. ThirteenChapter ThirteenThe Experiment - C. Thirteen
The next day began as usual. Demoriel made breakfast while subconciously flirting with Melanee, who flirted in response. Neither of them noticed. Xaviour spent the morning bounding around the apartment, catching flies in his teeth. The growth he demonstrated was rapid, and thus he ate a great deal, part of which, were flies. However, this seemed to be mostly for fun as he made a great deal of bounding around the building chasing them.
On the way to magic class Xaviour took position on top of Melanee's head, as it allowed him to stretch out easily and his growing bulk could no longer position itself c
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NightmareI don't know when I had arrived, or if I had been here all along. I did not know who I was, or where I was from. I was part of the crew, I think. I didn't even know that I was on a ship, in the depths of space (though I learnt that later). I did not know my surroundings, or what was beyond my regular duties. The only thing I could remember clearly was the face of my lover upon the ship, and the affection I felt for him. It was like I had been drugged or something, and suddenly one day became aware. However, with what was to come, I would have prefered remaining a mindless drone.Nightmare
It began during what I assume was a regular day at
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The pen is mightier then the sword, and the quill is more symbolic then the pen.
Moral of the story - Quills are hardcore.
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The pen is mightier then the sword, and the quill is more symbolic then the pen.
Moral of the story - Quills are hardcore.
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