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Blog Story Project [Jul. 1st, 2011|05:54 pm]
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iklore
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 Ah, you're all not going to like this.

The blog story will be on hiatus indefinitely.

There's another project that takes priority before this one, annnnd A.R. Flynn still does not have proper access to the internet.

My apologies.

- I.K. Lore
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Change of posting times. [Jun. 6th, 2011|01:47 pm]
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iklore
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 Hello everyone,

I am so sorry that we have not been posting regularly. Life has been getting in the way of progress and A.R. Flynn is unable to frequent on the internet as she had before.

We're changing our posting times to once a week, and we'll be writing for an hour instead of 20 minutes.

Thanks for your support,
I.K. Lore
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Week Nine, Part Thirty-Eight [May. 23rd, 2011|11:45 pm]
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iklore
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 "The monkey is right. The scan could have fried it," Risiro cleared his throat and turned to the woman on his right. "Give a copy of the chip's information to Silvia as soon as you're through with it."

Lucrecia nodded her head. As she stood, the men in the room stood up in politeness.  She ran a hand through her red locks as her heels tapped on the polished, tiled floor, making her way to the door. "I'd better get started then."

"I look forward to the results," Risiro smiled boyishly. As the door shut behind Lucrecia, he circled the table and pulled Ilya to her feet. "Time to get you settled in! Louis, call in Nanarie."
 
It took a moment before Ilya absorbed his words, but before she could respond, Nanarie's bulky frame appeared in the doorway. She nodded to a stream of commands from her "master" before answering in a concerned manner and taking leave.
 
"Dibs on the sofa," Louis called out quickly. "You can have the rug, Silas." When his partner frowned, he added pitifully, "I'm an old man. My back will ache."
 
Ilya looked at them blankly. The chat between her old friend and his secretary was far too fast for her to understand. "I'm not following."
 
Silas sighed, "you'll be sharing a room with us."
 
"This building only has one guest room, and we can't leave you on your own," Louis added.
 
"You're unauthorized to leave until we find out what's going on," Risiro finished, seriousness present in his voice.
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Week Nine: Part Thirty-Seven [May. 23rd, 2011|01:47 pm]
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Ilya shifted. She hadn't noticed. She jostled her left boot gently, expecting the chip to move, but therre was nothing. she shook her left foot a little more violently Perhaps the chip was stuck where it couldn't be felt. She looked up. Silas eyed her curiously, and a smirk grew on Lucrecia's lips. The chip was gone.

Lucrecia raised a hand, and nestled between two perfectly manicured fingernails was the chip. "Looking for this, sweetheart?" She slipped the chip into her low cut blouse, "The little mouse has been hiding things from us."

A low chuckle resonated through the open room. "She's got guts at least. Gotta give her credit," said Louis.

"Hardly," said Silas. He turned to his partner, arms crossed. "Isn't she just making our job harder?"
 


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Ugh, not this again. [Apr. 6th, 2011|08:22 pm]
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iklore
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 Hey, sorry everyone. It looks like we'll be a little bit longer. It's exam time, so we're both quite busy, and on top of those, I have a few challenges to get through including tying ends for graduation. I can't wait until we can continue again.

Thanks, 
I. K. Lore
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Blog Story: Character - Ilya's Sketch [Mar. 27th, 2011|06:01 pm]
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iklore
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 Hey, sorry everyone. Give us about a week. Things are getting chaotic for school again. In the mean time, A.R. Flynn and I drew Ilya in how we saw her.

Flynn's is on top; mine is at the bottom.

Click to see the images~Collapse )
Hope you enjoy these picts~

-I.K. Lore
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Hiatus [Feb. 26th, 2011|08:56 pm]
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ar_flynn
 On hiatus for the next week due to school work overload. Will resume next Sunday~
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Week Eight, Part Thirty-Six [Feb. 24th, 2011|07:52 pm]
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iklore
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 "Cleared me of what?" Ilya asked as Risiro motioned for her to take a seat beside Silas. "And what are these pills? They're amazing!"

"Aren't they? I like to call them 'Happy Pills of the Super Awesome'," Risiro chirped. "But anyway, back to business." He dismissed Nanarie as soon as she served everyone with fragrant, warm tea. 

"Ilya," he began, "I'm sure you've heard of the disappearances and murders circulating in the media before you've met my monkeys. I asked the media to keep the amount discreet, but in reality, it's more than a few. It's over twenty.

"We believe those guys who were after you are responsible for the murders. All we know for now is they cut open their victims in search for something."
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Week Eight, Part Thirty-Five [Feb. 24th, 2011|01:36 am]
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 She awoke to a burning pain coursing through her thin frame. Her body ached severely, and any sort of movement only worsened the aches. A plush sensation beneath her told her she'd been moved from the steel slab. She opened her eyes only after a soft, yet familiar voice called her name. 

"Ilya," Came Nanarie's soft voice. Her hulking frame blocked what sparing sunlight made its way into the room. The room was quiet, and the setting sun blanketed the room in a subdued pinkish hue. Nanarie smiled down at her, yet the atmosphere left her wary.

"The Master and the others are waiting for you in the lounge. Whenever you're ready," she said, giving one last sympathetic smile before excusing herself. 

Ilya heaved herself into an upright position, pain shooting down her neck and back as she did so. She was lying on a fairly small, albeit soft, bed. The room was well furnished but small. One side of the wall was entirely made up of window, which Nanarie's impressive girth had blocked only moments before. Sitting just across the bed on a small table was a glass of what looked like water and a handful of of pills.

After managing to drag herself to the table, she noticed her humble belongings resting next to a note which read For the pain, in a neat script. She smiled to herself, albeit meekly. The muscles in her hands and face were in the best condition, but that wasn't saying much. The water, she discovered, was infused with a refreshing minty flavour, which Ilya welcomed as she swallowed all the pills, and shuffled back to the bed. Thankfully, the pills took effect quickly, and with her nausea a distant memory, she left for the lounge feeling better than she had for what felt like several days. 

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Waiting for her in the lounge with Risiro were Silas and Louis, who had made themselves comfortable on a set of matching chairs, and Lucrecia, who appeared to be making small talk with their esteemed mayor. Judging by his expression, the exchange of pleasantries was not going well, but his expression brightened considerably upon her entering the room.

"Ilya," he said smiling, "You're looking better. We have some things to discuss, now that the lab has cleared you."

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Like the previous post, I've doubled up since we seem to be falling behind. Should be all caught up with this though.
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Week Seven, Part Thirty-Four [Feb. 20th, 2011|09:46 pm]
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iklore
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"No," Ilya began to back away, but felt herself collide against Darius' hard body under his greyish, tweed coat. She looked to him almost automatically, finding a hint of repentance in his almost expressionless face. 

"Don't worry, girlie, it will only sting a little," Evan's voice was raspy. He handed her an thin, long, white nightgown and motioned to a corner of the room where a shabby divider was set up. "You need to change into this. Our machines are quite high tech, but not as advanced as the neighbouring cities."

As Ilya reluctantly made her way to the divider, she heard him complain about how the money for the polished streets would have been better spent on his lab, as well as the rustling of Darius' hair as he nodded in agreeance.

Ilya checked the pockets of her clothes, finding two pens, her house keys, wallet, and the chip she had thrown up earlier. Although her keys and wallet were important, she thought of the chip having answers as to what was going on. Unzipping her left boot, she placed the chip at the heel before wearing it again. She stepped out into the room.

"What took you so long, girlie? It's only an x-ray." Evan crackled as he unbuckled the restraints on the steel slab. "Now lie down."

"What are you looking for?" Ilya asked nervously.

"Just stuff. Now lie down."

"I want to kno--"

"Lie down!" Evan yelled at her angrily.

Trembling, Ilya began to hoist herself onto the steel bed when Darius held out a hand to aid her. She took his hand and obediently laid on the slab motionless.

"That's a good girlie." Evan attached a few wires to her temples as Darius tightened the restraints to a comfortable tightness.

Ilya knew this couldn't be just an x-ray with these wires, but fear kept her from inquiring more information.

Evan handed Darius a pair of goggles, strapping one on his head. "We're about to begin. Close your eyes, girlie." With those words, he pressed his hand against the hand print on the touch-sensitive screen.

Ilya screamed having felt indescribable pain. If words could be put to the pain she felt, it was a mixture the fear of billions of people on the brink of a world being, literally, ripped apart, as well as the physical pain of half of that world being toasted alive by the firey explosion of the sun.

Once all the air in her lungs was spent by her yell, Ilya passed out.

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Note, I did 40 minutes today, as I kept missing the past few times I was suppose to post. Hehehehe...
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