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Subject: no thanks

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kyuusai

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Date Posted: 05/ 1/05 8:39:38pm Sun
In reply to: Dashell 's message, "And I" on 05/ 1/05 2:43:06am Sun

Kyuusai finished his soup quickly, though his mannerisms were still peculiar, in that he seemed so well bred and yet simple. Glancing around the room slowly he noted the flowing form of fighters, fascinated by the movements of the others. Amber colored eyes watched closely, noting even the subtle shifts in positioning of the bodies so as to move. It was almost like watching a dance of sorts and yet, to him it seemed almost a language.

Blinking he pondered upon that and shook his head slowly, slightly annoyed by his hair at times. Looking back at Dashel as he introduced himself. He mouthed the name slowly. �D-a-sh-e-ll.� It took him only a moment to pronounce it just at the elven man did. �Dashell.� Smiling to himself he looked at the way he pointed at the bowl and noting the querying tone of his voice he assumed he was asking for more�.of that food. More soup? Instantly he made the connection with the words. The liquid in the bowl was this soup�and the more must have meant an increase. Instantly he smiled but shook his head no. He bowed slightly in thanks however.

Once again his gaze turned to those practicing. Looking from the corner of his eye at Dashell and the way that his eyes judged the movements he assumed that this was their teacher. Keeping that in mind he again watched the group, particularly interested in the movements of some of the Forgotten and the Filanon. He did not bother to hide the silent fascination on his features.

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