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Post by ~XIII~ on Mar 12, 2011 20:52:50 GMT -7
Christopher bounded happily out of the Gummi Ship into the hot savannah sand. A quick look over his body told him that he wasn't human any more. Infact he was a dusty brown, blue-eyed lion cub. He started running about in circles, as to get used to this new form, while he was waiting for Carella.
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Post by kukaan on Mar 12, 2011 21:02:31 GMT -7
Carella was quick to follow her new friend but stopped as she relized that she had changed. No longer was she a dark skinned human but a sandy young lioness with big dark brown eyes. This was the first time this had happened to her and she started dancing around with excitement. It was very awkward for a lion to dance. She did so anyway.
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Post by ~XIII~ on Mar 12, 2011 21:09:03 GMT -7
Chris turned around to look at Carella. "Whoa. You're pretty." He replied, npt really meaning anything by it other than she looked pretty as a kitty. "So! Why are we here again? Simba said what was running around and causing trouble?"
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Post by kukaan on Mar 12, 2011 21:33:52 GMT -7
Carella tackled Chris for the comment. She felt and knew she was attractive, but she didn't like being told so. She playfully nipped at his new furry ears for a few moments and got off.
Turning toward Pride Rock, Carella thought of why they were here. What Simba had told them had seemed strange to her. "There's been a lion running around in a black hood. Sounds like a Nobody, but that can't be right. What do you think?"
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Post by ~XIII~ on Mar 14, 2011 10:46:22 GMT -7
Chris got up and shook the dust out of his fur. "That sound a bit odd. Let's go talk to Simba and see what he has to say."
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Post by kukaan on Mar 20, 2011 20:55:41 GMT -7
The lioness took off running towards Pride Rock. It was a bit difficult gettings through the tall grass of the Pridelands. Loose bits of grass caught a ride on her fur as did a couple of stickers and she narrowly avoided getting tangled up with a few snakes. Carella heard Christopher behind her and wondered how he was doing.
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Post by ~XIII~ on Mar 21, 2011 14:02:47 GMT -7
Christopher was hopping and jumping playfully. He restled with a few snakes, pawed a couple of bugs and ran as if he had no worries. He loved being here.
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Post by kukaan on Mar 24, 2011 19:34:10 GMT -7
They arrived at Pride Rock to find the troubled lion pacing the ground. "What's wrong, Simba?" Carella asked. The playful lion feeling was gone, business mode was on. What was the problem with the mysterious lion running around? she wondered.
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Post by ~XIII~ on Mar 24, 2011 19:42:03 GMT -7
Simba looked over at the two lions and smiled. "Oh hey. Yeah, We have been having a bit of a problem. A young lion in a black hood has been running about causing trouble."
"Hm, is this lion female?" Chris questioned
"Yes."
"Hm. I think I know who it is then."
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Post by kukaan on Mar 24, 2011 20:09:00 GMT -7
Carella looked at Christopher in suprise. They hadn't heard much, but already her companion seemed to be sure of who is was that they were to track down. A feeling of unease surged through her.
"Who do you think it is Chris?"
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Post by ~XIII~ on Mar 24, 2011 20:18:09 GMT -7
"Her name is Yatra. She is II in the new Organization XIII. She attacked me and my friend Ray at Radient Garden. She wants us dead." Chris explained.
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Post by kukaan on Mar 28, 2011 21:59:16 GMT -7
Dread squeezed Carella's heart. Throughout her travels she had never come across an Organization member, though the stories were more than enough of a substitute. To run into II was just bad luck.
"So what is the plan?" The courage was forced,but she felt that since they were here they might as well kick some butt.
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Post by ~XIII~ on Mar 29, 2011 16:28:05 GMT -7
"Well, we could be smart and wait until Ray can be with us or we can go find and attack her now." Chris said, turning to face the young lioness.
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Post by kukaan on Mar 29, 2011 20:17:41 GMT -7
"Let's wait for Ray. I think it would be smart to go with more fire power," Carella answered, sitting down.
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