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Sadbh · 03-30-2003, 04:18 PM

Gil was thrust from the corsair's grip and would have fallen onto the stone floor, had the woman not caught her. No sooner was she saved than the clash of blades sounded behind her. She was caught in a fiercely protective hug from her brother, and she tried to slow her pounding heart, and not appear so terrified.

The events leading up to everything were blurred together, and she let her mind slow wearily, hearingthe voice of her brother as he spoke to the stranger.

"We have to get Gil out of here. Who are you?"

"I am Rochelle. Who is this? Why is he helping you?" The woman gave a quick response and let her eyes turn warily to Jem.

"He's Jem, he isn't like the other evil corsairs." Gil noticed their discourse falter, and she followed Jem's gaze to the fighting corsair and rescuer. Their blades continually connected and flew apart, never scathing more than the sleeve of a shirt. Then Rolan spoke again.

"I want to stay. This corsair will not see the light outside this place." It was this comment that awakened Gillan from her hazy conciousness and brought her to full reality.

She twisted and pulled away. "We will not leave you here. We all have to get out. ALL of us." Gil felt her breath quicken in worry as she saw the stormy cast of her brother's eyes. "Besides, you can't fight with a hurt toe." The girl smiled, but could see it was of no avail.

"Rolan, please." Gil stomped her foot in impatience. "Don't be so brash." Nervously, the girl watched her brother as the fight went on. For a brief second, she galnced back at Jem.

"What do we do?"

[ March 30, 2003: Message edited by: Sadbh ]

03-30-2003, 04:18 PM	#169
Sadbh Haunting Spirit Join Date: Dec 2002 Location: Somewhere Posts: 67	Gil was thrust from the corsair's grip and would have fallen onto the stone floor, had the woman not caught her. No sooner was she saved than the clash of blades sounded behind her. She was caught in a fiercely protective hug from her brother, and she tried to slow her pounding heart, and not appear so terrified. The events leading up to everything were blurred together, and she let her mind slow wearily, hearingthe voice of her brother as he spoke to the stranger. "We have to get Gil out of here. Who are you?" "I am Rochelle. Who is this? Why is he helping you?" The woman gave a quick response and let her eyes turn warily to Jem. "He's Jem, he isn't like the other evil corsairs." Gil noticed their discourse falter, and she followed Jem's gaze to the fighting corsair and rescuer. Their blades continually connected and flew apart, never scathing more than the sleeve of a shirt. Then Rolan spoke again. "I want to stay. This corsair will not see the light outside this place." It was this comment that awakened Gillan from her hazy conciousness and brought her to full reality. She twisted and pulled away. "We will not leave you here. We all have to get out. ALL of us." Gil felt her breath quicken in worry as she saw the stormy cast of her brother's eyes. "Besides, you can't fight with a hurt toe." The girl smiled, but could see it was of no avail. "Rolan, please." Gil stomped her foot in impatience. "Don't be so brash." Nervously, the girl watched her brother as the fight went on. For a brief second, she galnced back at Jem. "What do we do?" [ March 30, 2003: Message edited by: Sadbh ] __________________ Eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow we take the Standerdized Tests.