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sabra_la_iudex.insanejournal.com2010-07-17 12:49 am
Entry tags:
- !days 140-149,
- !games,
- albert de morcerf,
- allen walker,
- apollo justice,
- ash & pikachu,
- ashikawa mitsuru,
- dean winchester,
- edward elric,
- kiryuu zero,
- kudo shinichi,
- kuroba kaito,
- minami ikki,
- rabi,
- ryougi shiki,
- sakura,
- syaoran,
- wanijima akito,
- yamamoto takeshi,
- yuffie kisaragi,
- {chaz villette},
- {howell jenkins},
- {jin kisaragi},
- {kharg meleol nidellia},
- {kishitani shinra},
- {kurogane},
- {natsume maya},
- {sephiroth},
- {sohma shigure},
- {tokitoh minoru},
- {tsuchimiya kagura},
- {uruki},
- {zim},
- {{{almaz von almadine adamant}}},
- {{{bianchi}}},
- {{{date masamune}}},
- {{{geddoe}}},
- {{{james t. kirk}}},
- {{{mao}}},
- {{{taiki}}},
- {{{tailmon}}},
- {{{zelgadis greywords}}},
- ~shadow
Game 97, end
Who: All units
Where: The Arena
When: Day 148, late evening
What: Game 97, endgame
[Far, far later into the night, the torches dim, and once again the lids of the stone boxes will not be moved.]
Vulpecula and Lepus, Canis and Lynx, Corvus and Cygnus. Pavo and Hydra and Monoceros, Lacerta and Delphinus, Orion and Cepheus and Pyxis.
Ophiuchus.
You have played well. I bid you rest.
[Shadows spread like cracks over the stone table, cast by four wizened, stunted bushes, the fruit on their branches soft grey in what remains of the arena light. The blanks for whom the fruit grows ripe know instinctively which is theirs.]
Where: The Arena
When: Day 148, late evening
What: Game 97, endgame
[Far, far later into the night, the torches dim, and once again the lids of the stone boxes will not be moved.]
Vulpecula and Lepus, Canis and Lynx, Corvus and Cygnus. Pavo and Hydra and Monoceros, Lacerta and Delphinus, Orion and Cepheus and Pyxis.
Ophiuchus.
You have played well. I bid you rest.
[Shadows spread like cracks over the stone table, cast by four wizened, stunted bushes, the fruit on their branches soft grey in what remains of the arena light. The blanks for whom the fruit grows ripe know instinctively which is theirs.]
