*belthazar is to been seen walking inbetween the generals exchanging stories stories from the past about each other and he then catches a glimpse of pols eyes fallen upon him*

Belthazar: excuse, i believe i'm needed to work at the bar

Generals: certainly, buissness is buissness

Belthazar: of corse *bows and departs in the direction of the bar*

*he reaches the bar hops over it and leans into pol*

so what, if i may ask, is troubleling your mind at this very precise moment...there is no point in saying nothing, what with all the commosion going on i wouldn't be surprised if you were feeling all presured at what is about to happen....say how are you coping with the reavers powers, or haven't you had time to discover them

*polgara looks at belth with a smile*
i know the reaver blade is there but i just dont wont to take up it's powers so close to the wedding, i dont think i could i could live with myself if i jepredized this....darkness might go and killl himself!!. and i was just wondering why the tavern has been so..so...quite, it's seems like there is something being planned and i'm the only one who thinks so...what do you think, i mean, when was the last time the tavern was this quite, infact, if i didn't know better, i'd say it was before you  came!?!?

*she lifts one of her eye brows slightly, just enough so that belth can only notice if he's paying real attention, and wonders whether or not it would be a good idea or not to have belth at the wedding*

to be quite honest belth, i dont really know what i'm thinking right now, i guess i'm just confused, what with marrying darkness, the generals, beldaran and her husband...my brother in law in fact and....well you

*she turns sharply and pulls a stool in her direction and sits on it, feeling like her knees are going to buckle at any minute*

i guess i just need time to think to be honest....

*looks at him straight in the eyes*

...so i really must ask you and please whatever you do, don't take this the wrong way but, oh i can't believe i'm going to say this but....can you not talk to me untill after the wedding

*she turns away sharply at saying this as she feels a tear growing in her left eye*

i'm really sorry

*she gets up and runs upstairs to her and darknesses room knocking the reaver blade over in the process, it's auror suddenly turning red at this transaction*

Belth: well....i guess i'll have to take this back *a tear beginning to fall from his eye*

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

(Ouch)

 

((alright, I'm ready to bring C-Unknown back!))

Suddenly with a soft bampf, a hole in the dimesions opens and C-Unknown leaps forth from it.  Not wasting any time, he turns to the portal and presses a few buttons on his newly aquired gauntlet.  The portal closed quickly and the gaunlet begins beeping.  Turning twards the nearest window, he throws the gauntlet out the window.  And explosion soon follows.  "Few, that was crazy, I'm glad to be back though."  C-Unknown finally scans everyone around him, before settling his eyes on Darkness.  "Yo, Darkness, whats the deal?  Who are all these people?"

Suddenly S-Unknown walks up to C-Unknown.  "hey, whats going on?  I thought only one of us could be in a dimension at any time!"

(C-Unknown) while rolling his eyes "That was magic.  Magic requires balance since it is tied into our worlds.  To upset the balance would be to destroy the worlds and needless to say, the worlds do NOT like that.  That gauntlet was science, different rules apply."

((ok so i was gonna have a really big go at you belth but hayz that was good so i think i will leave it))

*polgara sits on the bed with hear head in her hands she then lays back on the bed and rolls the covers over her self. she lays curled up on the bed, tears start to flow down her cheeks. at some point unknown to her see falls asleep. see dreames of the tavern torne apart, bits of ruble all round the place. and right in the middle of it was... Pol. she was holding both of her swords in her hands. she looked around all all that she had done with a grin on her face. and then pol woke up. with a sharp intake of breath she know that something very very bad was going to happen. so she got up and changed into her black traverling clothes and when to the window. she looked down at her hands their where parm up. she then closed her eyes, she had a image of her holding both of her swords in her hand and when she opend her eyes and it was so. she put the shadow sword over her sholder in the holder runing down her back and she then put the lightning sword down at her side. she looked over at the small table and a note appeared. she then when to the wind and jumped out. before she hit the growned she opend her wings and disappeard off into the night. the note runsled in the brese that was coming in through the window. it said in her hand righting:
To my beloved, i just had to go to clear my head. i dont know when it is i will be back but when i am i will marrie you. To Belth look after him and the others for me. for i do not know when it is i will be back not to long i am hoping. keep well both of you and for gods sake do not come looking for me. i love you both Polgara*
((i will keep you updated on what happens to her so just keep replying!))

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

(i repeat.... ouch)

 

((hehe... thats what i was ^kinda going for))

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

*belthazar looks at the clock above the bar and notices that he's been there for 15 minutes already and he couldn't take it anymore, his one love was out there unknown to anyone of her whereabouts and without a clear mind. he decided upon himself to take action and save pol. his face gleaming with innocence he waited for johans back to turn and when it did his head face turned to a ultimately violent picture and, by picking the reaver blade of the floor behind the bar, struck johan in the back of the head with the handle and jumped over his body and, by conjuring a fireball the same size as his hand and throwing it at the table darkness and jack were at, blew the table up sending darkness flying into jack, both of them stunned by what had just happened. belth then made for the window not too far from him but realizing that johan was up and heading for it aswell he then decided to dart to the door but, uunfortunately for him darkness was 'up and at them' and had thrown a stationary bland ball at him and hit him right in the back of the leg making it impossible for belth to move it at all.realizing that he was done for belth turned whilst hoping on one leg and held the reaver blade awaiting combat, or whatever darkness was going to throw at him, only his mind could help him now*

[But no before had Belth thought so before an extreme pain in his ears spread out through his body paralyzing him. Belth fell to the ground and fainted. Out of the shadows behind him stepped Raider. casually he walked over and picked Belth up by the back of his shirt and walked back into the Tavern. Where Johan were currently holding back Darkness.]

Darkness: I'M GONNA KILL THAT LITTLE MIDGET, LET ME AT HIM.

Johan:[german accent] Relax Darkness, he's just confused.

Petria:[Walks over and strokes Darkness' chin] Calm down dear, getting angry isn't gonna solve anything. Just put him overhere with me and Rick, I'm pretty sure we can keep him held back.

Raider: If he ever wakes up that is. I hit him with 52.000 decibell, a normal human would have exploded.

Darkness: Well I hope it hurt him real bad.

*polgara lands in another town. their is more poeple on the streets of this place than back home when she lands all the people look at her in shock. polgara looks at them all her eyes seam to glow in the darkness. as she  starts to walk down the rode the wind catches the tip of her coute and shows her lightning sword. it is also glowing, a mix of blue and white. thay all stare at her, when the wind stops and her coute drops so of the people fled other just seamed to be stuck looking at her they all know she was not of this world. as she walks up therode she sees a lot of poeple standing by a brick wall, one of them looks at her*

one of the group: Greebo!

*polgara smiles at him her teeth have once more taken on that vamper look. they are bone white and like her eyes and sword they look like they are glowing. when she looks at him her two teeth so just the time*

Pol: oh so is that what you would call it.

O.O.T.G: yer thats it... you wont some?

*he walks over and pushes her. then stangly for them both the shadows behind her seam to hold her from falling to the floor. she then stares at him her eyes change to the dangerase ice blue that anyone at home would know to start running. but she just smiles at him after a time she laughs at him. he starts to feel uneasy it shows more so to her than the other. then she closes her eyes and opens her wings. once more they seam to have gotten twice the size they where when she left to tavern. when she opens them she grins at the boy.*

Pol: your brave imost men would have started to run by now.

*the boy then turns a deathly white and drops his fag and his CD player and runs as fast as he could in the other direction. not long after the others do to. she then turns to the shadows her wings droping a little. she grabs the shadow and pulls it closer to her self. as she does so a shadowy figer appears. her eyes are still ice you her face is not one of laughter but one of anger*

Pol: he sent you didn't he?

Shadow: Mistress Polgara please let go of me i have been sent to look after you

*pol leands in close to the shadow*

Pol: go back and tell him i dont need his help or anyones. thats what that's what you can do for me

*she then lets go of it and walks down whe street*

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

*back at the tavern aladar sits in a corner sulking a bit*

*he misses polgara misses their talk and laughs and their hide and seek games*

*then he decides something he goes to the bar grabs 3 bottles of polgaras vodka then looks at Darkness*

*thinking* since i can kinda sence when Darkys shadows are near even when they are far away i should be able to home in on the shadow keeping track of pol hmm*

*he homes in on the shadow close to pol, Then prepares for a huge teleportation*

to darkness: ill be back for dinner

*he then teleports to polgara*

*standing in front of her*

hi pol thought you where thirsty!!

*polgara grabbing Aladar*

pol: WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE

*pols eyes are very ice blue*

erhm i missed you and erhm i brought you some vodka put me down please

*calming down polgara puts Aladar down*

thanks .. *gives the 3 bottles of vodka to polgara*

thats what i wanted to do so now im of Cya..

*hugs polgara tight before teleporting back to the tavern in time for dinner *

(( you ass... oh well i can always get back some how))

*polgara looks at every one as she and aladar appear in the tavern. when she sees Darkness she just filps out and trows the bottle at the wall. she looks at ALadar*
Pol: the was a very good resion why i left...
*she the draws her lightning sword and points it at him*
Pol: i woulkd like for all of you to just leave me...
*she then dissapears out side a fear bit away from the tavern. she puts the lightning sword down on the floor and draws the shadow sword*
Pol:[looking down at her shadow] it's you... thats helping them so... goodbye
*she then lets the sword drop and cuts the link from herself and her shadow. screams can be heard. the the sound of air moving out from under a large space*

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

(......Pol, Aladar didn't bring you back with him, he teleported "himself" back. He just gave you 3 bottles of Vodka and then split. But let's just play on that you cut your shadow off.)

Darkness:...............I wonder if she knows that you can't survive more than 5 minutes without a shadow.

[Where Pol is the shadow suddenly rises up from the ground, taking her form.]

Pol's shadow:[arms crossed] look her little miss "I need anger managment" [goes over and Pokes Pol on the chest pushing her back] I didn't sign up for this gig, I didn't excatly voulenteer. I was born with you, and now Look at you.

[Pol looks down at her hand and sees it going totally white, like it's drying in]

Pol's Shadow: No manner of being, not even Darkness, can live more than 5 minutes without a shadow, we're your freaking life force, your being so to speak.

Darkness:[shadow speak] Shadow enough, I have released you from the connection with me, bind with Pol again, and tell her I won't do anything to locate her or follow her.

Pol's Shadow: Ok ok. [Jumps down and connects with Pol's feet, her body slowly starts to return to Normal. Shadow heads sticks up] Now listen her badass wannabe, I ain't connected to Darkness anymore, he says he won't track you, so just get on with whatever you're going to do.

[The shadow fades into the ground and just becomes mere shadow again.]

Aladar:[Back in Tavern] So you aren't gonna track her?

Darkness: Nope.

Aladar: So what's her shadow self like?

Darkness: Bitchy, I'd wish our shadows could just be like us selfs.

Aladar: Lol, gonna let Da Player out?

Darkness: In your dreams, snake boy.