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    A piercing scream ripped through the air as Sylvannah hid behind a stone wall. She sighed and thought to herself. Making trouble again I suppose... She appeared out from her concealment and crept quietly towards a run down building which harboured those blood curding screams. She ran and quickened her pace as she saw an unhealthy amount of blood and a window shattered and glistened ripely with the colour of rubies. Sylvannah brought herself up to look inside and swore loudly, pulled her jacket off and ripped the glass from the window with her hand wrapped tightly within the material. As the glass hit the ground, breaking into further smaller pieces, the large man which stood over the now unconscious Gibusu looked at her with such hatred that it made her fearful.

    Sylvannah screamed as she felt glass tear her jacket into her hand, its wound travelled deep, though it hurt little as Gibusu's tail injured it earlier. She continued to pull the broken shard from its pane. "Don't you dare hurt him, he's mine!" She cried, she struggled herself in through the windowless frame. "What kind of hooligans are ya? Comin' in botherin' ma poor little Cecille like ya did. I'd be in my right mind ta shoot ya on the spot, little lady." Sylvannah turned her gaze towards the small teenager huddling herself upon her bed. "I'm sorry, miss...he's a rather...adventerous character, I'll remove him at once." She apologised. The young girl lifted her head to look at the light-headed woman and nodded in acceptance. "Well ya better, before I starts callin' some people to gets ya thrown out!" The large burly man stood almost a foot above her.

    Sylvannah cursed herself for being so foolish, then turned her abuse onto the poor mans limp body. "Damn, Gibusu, how could you do it to me?" She pulled him up upon her back with little effort, but she struggled with the searing pain which ran down her hand as it's wound remained open, spilling its contents without restraint. She walked out of the house carrying the strang man on her back, they remained like that until she rested underneath a large oak tree, with the little energy she had left she attempted to dress his wounds. She examined his face, it was completely flawless she noticed, a rarity even for herself. Yet, he also posessed some beauty. She quickly opened her eyes and shook herself harshly. No, I didn't just think that... the pendant, which hung loosely around her neck glowed, it's harmonious light consoled her. She removed it and placed it softly on his chest which carried a gaping wound. "I hope this works...." Sylvannah placed her hands on his body...the power of the light poured out from the small pendant and was soaked directly into the man's body, healing his wounds instantly.

    Sylvannah sat next to the unconscious man and in awe at the small pendant which lay limp across his chest. Could it be that she possessed so much power? How? ...it must be....that...yes! She sighed happily and lay against the trees trunk and fell asleep hoping that when she woke up, he'd be ...alive at least.

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    With a large groan Gibusu raised himself holding his head in his hands, then it struck him, he was seated under a tree.....not in a wooden box, how had he escaped from that burly, ugly, oaf. His hand travelling over his body in its usual first morning wake-up check, found something strange on his chest. Whats this thing? What the hell am i doing with a neck-lace, hang on i've seen one of these before, that girl! His head swung quickly to the left, and he groaned as the headache kicked him for it, and sure enough, the young 'elvish-girl' (as she described herself) was lying there....

    The sun had risen far enough over the horizon now in the morning to cast a golden sheen over the area, the girls hair was laid out over the grass widly under the large oak the she leaned against, as Gibusu looked upon her, he couldn't put his finger on it, but there was something strange about her, then he spotted it, all around her there was flowers, right there is nothing strange about flowers, but ALL around her there was virtually a meadow of flowers pushing themselves through the ground, this also wasn't exactly strange, it was spring, but the thing was they were all growing as he watched, growing at a rapid rate, and they just kept going, he had never seen anything so beautiful in his existence on this planet!

    He came to a decision, if she is the one that is making this strange form of 'plant growth' in the area, then she must have played 'some' part in his healing as well. Damn no i owe her a favor. He shrugged and pushed himself to his feet, oh well that isn't such a bad thing, as he walked off with a slight limp he looked back over his shoulder at the sleeping girl, i could be held to a worse person, much worse!

    About 30 minutes later he limped back to that place with a large box in his arms, and on top of the box there was a steaming tray of some of the finest foods he could get in this city in the limited time. He walked up quietly beside the girl, trying not to stand on any of her flowers, and softly nudged her.....

    :smokin:
    A fate worse than death is to be forgotten...

    **slaps ollie, birdkiller and beefy and synthetic with the pipe from a vacuum cleaner, before unleashing his trained penguins to finish them**

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    The hell...? Stop touching me. Hey! I said cut it out! "Buzz off!" She awoke startled sitting up painfully straight. "What...oh, it's just you. Thank heavens you're alright. I was getting worried that you'd gone and died on me." She looked kindly at the food which he brought back. "Aw, that's so sweet, is this for me?" he made a gesture open to her obligation. "Oh, you must have some too, I found you in a horrible state." She looked out into the quiet field where they sat, then she became aware. "These flowers...they're so strange. What's the word to describe something that's attractive, nice?" She shook her head "Nevermind..."

    She sat quietly eating the food, when she noticed that Gibusu played with something small in his hands. "I believe that your "toy" doesn't belong to you. Would you give it back?" He didn't answer, instead he kept pretty much to himself for the rest of the morning. Sylvannah became bored of his sudden distance and climbed up the tree and sat within it for a while. Only then did she realise her difficulty came because of the injury to her hand. She tore up her now ragged jacket and wrapped a long strip around her left hand, now stained with her blood, although she cared less.

    The tailed man called down to her. Though she was in no mood to talk with him. She had little patience for stuborness, and even less for games...she constantly cursed to herself in herself for being so 'reckless' she was sure not to do it again. "I want you to return my necklace...so I can speak with you about it again."

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    Gibusu examined the pendant which he held, it felt so strange to him, as he ran his fingers over its intricate design it felt as if he was running his fingers over a piece of his own body, he could feel whatever he did to the pendant, as if it was a part of his arm or his chest, he stared at the pendant strangely, it went on for most of the morning, he couldn't get it out of his head, he didn't even hear anything that Sylvannah was saying to him for most of it, but when the sun was well in the sky he noticed her climb a tree and call for his presence.

    By this time, the head-ache had subsided and a great deal of his wounds have pulled themselves together, and had started to feel like normal again. With two running steps he leapt into the air, and gripped onto a low branch with his tail and threw himself high into the tree, with a grunt he sat himself down next to the quiet girl, and continued to play with the pendant for what seemed like an eternity, then he brought his eyes up to the girl, his eyes were cloudy, and his eyes showed the signs of passed tears.

    He slowly withheld the pendant for her to take from him, his hand as he held it out, shook breifly before he got hold of himself and brought it to a stop and let her take the pendant from his breifly resisting hand.....

    :smokin:
    A fate worse than death is to be forgotten...

    **slaps ollie, birdkiller and beefy and synthetic with the pipe from a vacuum cleaner, before unleashing his trained penguins to finish them**

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    As she reached for it, she felt him resisting slightly. She felt the sorrow that was displayed in his eyes, though she did not know what he thought about. Gibusu looked at her through sad eyes which screened more and more as she tried to look deeper. Sylvannah could think of nothing else, but to give up and avert her gaze towards other things. "If, you're getting attached to it, I'll let you look after it I suppose." His sorrow then reflected hope. His sudden hopeful faith, made her defences break, she gave in, and released her hand from the pendant and let him hold it.

    Sylvannah climbed down slowly from the tree, Gibusu followed her though he still remained reticent, in thought. She wondered what he thought of. The pendant itself had never really had any affect on her, though she was still deprived of love. You could of naturally felt sorry for her, but she would just tell you to 'leave her alone' or that 'she was okay.' It seemed that the fur-covered, tail swinging male that stood hunched over that small pendant had some problems of his own. She looked over him and raised his chin up with her hand. "You must be strong, the pain that you feel will pass. Besides, the pendant wants you to see its secret, it will show you one day. It has a mind of it's own, but it is kind in it's disposition."

    Sylvannah walked on, leaving him to trail behind in his misery, or what seemed to be extreme sadness. She felt bad for him naturally, but she knew better and left him to being so 'selfishly quiet.' She proceeded to walk back to her home.

    In her mind, that garage door had finally gotten the better of her. She'd get her revenge. Sylvannah walked on silently, only to laugh quietly to herself.

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    Gibusu looked down strangely at the 'gift', and slowly put the cord over his neck and put the pendant down under his shirt and thought no more of it. As he let his collar back down, if he had have continued to watch the pendant he would have seen, the bright red flash that it emanated as it touched his chest.....

    A large smile crossed his face and he sprinted after the girl, he got equal to her and passed her, soon he passed under large sign, as he passed it he read, "City Gardens" ahhh! That explains all the trees! How strange for such a lovely garden to be in the middle of the city, Gibusu leapt into the air and caught the bottom of the sign / gate with his tail and threw himself on to the top of it and patiently waited for Sylvannah to catch up.

    He looked up and down his arms as he crouched there, he felt so strange, there seemed to be a whole new strength running through his veins that he had never felt before, it may have been just the effects of the rapid healing, but he felt great, exhilarated! As the girl passed under him he concentrated all his strenght into his legs and pushed....hard! He threw himself far into the sky, the height he got surprised him, he laughed and screamed in enjoyment.

    He landed softly next to Sylvannah, she stopped and looked at him strangely, raising one delicate eyebrow as she stared. Gibusu stared back admiring her long flowing hair as it blew out behind her, he shook himself, what was he thinking, so instead he just smiled back at her and shrugged, "Your healing seems to have worked wonders babe," he let out a quick burst of laughter and winked at her, "Sure you didn't go and slip me some steroids while i was out?"

    As he walked quietly beside her, thinking, he turned and looked at her, and smiled mischievously, showing two fangs from his bottom jaw, his tail quickly whipped out and wrapped around her waste, "You see babe, the thing is, i don't usually play games...." His tail pulled her in close, and he put his lips on hers and held the kiss for a long time before breaking the kiss off and winking at her stunned expression.

    His tail un-wound and he jumped away in the direction of her house, not waiting to see her reaction.....

    :smokin:
    A fate worse than death is to be forgotten...

    **slaps ollie, birdkiller and beefy and synthetic with the pipe from a vacuum cleaner, before unleashing his trained penguins to finish them**

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    The eyes of several dozen tavern patrons turned their gaze to the alien at the back doorway. A stunned silence hung in the air as the gold machine walked through the portal into the human's realm of solace. Taking a few scans of the surrounds, a large human's corpse was at center stage, with red blood mixed with internal bile flooding around him. The kill was only recent as not many people would leave their dead out as a mat. Several of the burlier patrons arose from the bar and made a tight circle around the foreigner. "We've had enough of weird freaks for one night, I think you had better leave, lest we throw you back to where you came from." Puppet swiveled his head to match his gaze with each of the five brutes. Getting annoyed with it's lack of action, one thug hurled a sqare fist aimed at the Puppet's mask. With a calculated estimate and a well thought out plan already in action, Puppet was able to catch the hammed fist in one of it's claws, and with a quick crouch, sent a fantastic body blow to the man behind him. He was sent sprawling across the floor and came to rest just beside the body of tonight's kill. Straining to retrieve his arm from Puppet's steel grip, he used his off hand to attempt a clumsy left hook. Puppet met his hook, with a punch of his own, colliding in mid-punch. The counter-punch proved to a bit much for the man and he crumpled on his knees, with one hand still locked in place. The remaining three withdrew some convenient snooker cues and tried to take out the interloper with a series of inaccurate but rapid blows. To shield himself from the barrage, Puppet made a quick spin and picked up the injured man's body deflect all of the incoming shots. Yelps of pain resounded through the bar and the trio quickly caught on that hurting their friend wasn't very strategic. With the hail ended, Puppet quickly chucked his shield on top of the remaining three. The man's bulk was too much for them and they fell back on top of the body pile behind them. The onlookers to the fight were now either cowering bhind whatever they could, or stuck in an almost hypnotic stupor, not believing that a spindly looking contraption could reduce their toughest companions to a crumpled heap. Looking aroun, Puppet decided it was best not to stay, he still had his friend to claim and was not too far away. Cooly walking outside, it left the people wondering why he had come at all.

    Quickly stealing through the night, it was decided that running out in the open would not benefit too much. Quickly replacing his arms in favour of his spikes, Puppet made a furious climb to the top of the building and jumped rooftop to rooftop with unnatural speed and incredible balance. Travel above the populace was much easier and less throught with danger than down below with the scum of the city. Stopping a few marks from his destination, the Puppet made a quick stop to observe what he was getting into. The area ahead of him was similar to the weird forest that met him earlier in the day. The small sign that was by the forest's enclosure might provide light as to what one these was called. Taking one last look at the neon nightmare, He made a quick climb down to the street and raced over to see the sign. The street was apparently deserted, with few lights to radiate the way. The sign said "City Gardens", but what that meant was best left to humans. One thing he was sure of was that what he was looking for was just within his grasp.

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    ...Did he just? That demon! I'll...hurt him!

    Sylvannah, totally lost in thought of Gibusu's bad judgment. She threw herself on the ground and taunted him to herself.

    He's...a good kisser...

    "Argh no...what am I thinking? ...Damn, he must leave me alone." She muttered. She stood up from where she lay and turned quickly upon her feet. Sylvannah travelled through the flower-abundant fields, she had a little difficulty, as to prevent herself from trodding on the flowers which looked up at her invitingly. She looked down, her eyes fell upon a large, but not-so-large blue flower, which it's petals where not large, but possessed so much femininity. She picked it carefully from the ground, smelt its refreshing scent and placed it in her hair and smiled broadly, she felt much happier.

    As she carried on, lost in thought, she thought she heard the sound of someone following her. She stopped briefly and heard the cracking of small twigs as they broke and cracked against the ground, leaves rustled and were crushed and the sound of...moving wheels? The small golden robot known as Puppet found his way towards the Garden's sign and looked at it briefly before moving on. As Sylvannah stood in awe, Puppet moved towards her in slight interest. He halted in front of her and shifted his head as if to look at her. He examined her for only a few seconds before carrying on to move in his previous course.

    She found the curiosity which was building up inside her, slightly disturbing, she'd never felt so much feeling in her life. She calmly breathed deeply before chasing her 'white rabbit' she thought back to only recently. Could it be that same robot which took homeage in Gibusu's truck? Yes, I think that's him... She answered her own question. Sylvannah as she pursued the golden contraption she crouched behind large shrubs to conceal her. She noticed that Puppet walked in a large circle, which confused her. As he travelled through the large field he kept looking back, as if he knew he was being followed. A large mouse distracted Sylvannah as she screamed out of fear. The robot looked back at her, but hardly acknowledged her presence before moving on again.

    Sylvannah sighed, she realised there were more important matters at hand. She raised her arms as if to stretch her worn out limbs. She then decided what to do. She had a damn garage door, which tries to finally kill her...and I free-loading flirt for a partner. She sighed again then travelled off home.

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    Checking his rear to see if the Human had finally given up on his tail, Puppet was relieved. The persistent human could very well have hampered any rescue efforts that were to be made. Returning to a normal movement pattern through the park. A constant ring on the early warning systems signalled that she might very well be back, but he would be able to lose her quicker as he furthered his path in the deeper brush. Few minutes later and he arrived the spot which should be the position of his missing comrade. He came right underneath the small red dot that was shown in his sensor screen, but nothing was to be found! Surrounded by the familiar scene that met him earlier in the day, he looked around at the menacing trees hoping to divine the location of his not readily apparent friend. Slashing at the undergrowth proved not to be a wise idea as the toppled trees made a very clear sign of his presence. Looking down to the ground, that's when it came to it. Making some crude scratches with it's feet, the poorly grassed flooring beneath him gave of some harsh grating sounds and sparks. Bending down to get a better look, he found that it was loose and carefully shifted the grassed plate to the side. Underneath was a long drop downward, with a handy ladder at it's side. Adjusting his vision to True-Dark, Puppet slid onto the ladder and made his wary descent.

    The climb was very short, but ended with his emergence in a well lit corridor. Returning his vision to normal, a quick scan was in order. The corridor was clean and metallic, like the lap of a starship. The cold and metallic atmosphere was somehow, hauntingly familiar, but records were not found that described a similar setting. Knowing that his radar would be useless underground due to the heavy electrical signals being released, Puppet was going to disregard direction for a moment. With two routes going left and right, Puppet decided that right was probably right and trod off toward the steel plated door at the end.

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    Gibusu waltzed home jumping up and boncing off random walls as he passed, putting both feet on the wall and pushin off sending himself flying off into the street, and in one case onto a car, although he payed no attention to it as he kicked off it and back onto the footpath as it went careering into a power pole....

    A wide smile was stuck on his face as he arrived back at Sylvannah's house, he looked from the large wooden front door, to the bent and twisted garage door, and then with a shrug he decided, entry through the garage would be easier, he knelt down and tryed to lift the door off the ground, but this time, it wasn't possible, it was too well jammed..........he lookde from the door to his hand and with a shrug he reached back and thrust one claw forwards, straight through the rickety metal door.

    With this small opening, Gibusu was able to put both hands in and make a hole large enough for him to squeeze himself through, and once he was through he turned and looked at the ugly gaping hole which he had made, he tryed to conceal an embarrsed grin, with that he reached forwards and bent the hole back into place, he stepped back wards and tilted his head, "Maybe she won't notice?"

    Thinking that his repair was satisfactory he made a quick look around the humid garage, in which he stood, there under a thick Calaco blanket was the girls bike, he stepped forwards and lifted the corner of the blanket, she difently kept it in pristene condition, the thing practically glows! He lifted his eyes, and looked further around the room, just a plain, normal garage....tool bench, light switch, gun shelf, everything that all good shed's should have.....

    Gibusu arched his aching body and walked out, into the main living quarters, looking quickly around, he found what he was looking for, the fridge! "Ahhhhh, now whats the young ladies drink of choice i wonder?" He walked quickly to the fridge and his tail stratched out and opened the door before he was there, as he neared, "Nothing?! What a boring individual! Going to have to have a talk to this one, most definetly!"

    With a shrug we walked back out and promptly found the lounge room and made his way to the stereo, flicking open the CD case with one long finger, he scowled, "Classic music? Who the hell listens to classic? Oh well, i'll go with what i know, always rely on Clockwork Orange!" He found one CD that he recognised, and flung it in, as the beats of Beethoven shook the foundations of the house, he jumped accross the room making fast jerking motions with his arms, and bowing his head to the beat. He came to rest on a shining, leather couch, as he lay there he admired it, "God this woman keeps EVERYTHING clean, for a theif she is very orderly in the running of her house!"

    Reaching out with his tail he grabbed the remote from the coffee table and flicked on the TV, and with the beats of Beethoven in the background, and the steady pictures of violence and mayhem appearing on the TV, he drifted to a peaceful sleep, his tail wrapped tightly around his waist.....

    :smokin:
    A fate worse than death is to be forgotten...

    **slaps ollie, birdkiller and beefy and synthetic with the pipe from a vacuum cleaner, before unleashing his trained penguins to finish them**

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