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[Sir Biggles the Antisocial]

"You what? Nothing you've got can beat what I've already told you about myself, so just say it. Judging by how it's still almost dark outside, I'd say a lot. Come on, Gideon, just let me know~! It's only fair, you know my life!" Sighing, Gideon put a hand on her hair and messed with it a bit. "Alright, fine," he told her, smiling in spite of himself - her enthusiasm made his fears seem a bit silly. "Get comfortable and listen. No commenting 'til I finish." He adjusted a bit and let his head drop, his eyes moving to the side of the tent. All he could hear was the rain for a moment. His hand was comfortable on her head, so he left it there.

"Like I said last week, I was fine as a kid," he began after a fairly sized pause. This wasn't something he had ever done with anyone, and now he was trying it out with a girl he met a week ago. "Lived on my parents' farm." Another thunderclap. Instinctively Gideon pulled her closer, knowing she'd cling anyway. "They tried to make an obedient little Church boy out of me. It didn't work." He smirked at himself. Bit of an understatement... "Everything my father did was pointless. He would go out, till the fields, check the animals, come in, go out again...never left our property. In sixteen years, none of us left that damn farm. So when I turned sixteen, I...well, I just up and left. Didn't say a word to them." It was raining that night, too. Maybe that was why rain annoyed him...

"Ended up in Albion. Not the face of it, though, all that holier-than-thou shit you'd expect from the cathedral up there. The underground. They actually have quite a host of criminals." His tone was getting less and less expressive as he spoke - even after all these years, after all the things he had done, he didn't feel much about it. It wasn't something he was proud of, but it didn't torment him. "I fell in with bandits, and did..." He sighed. "A lot of things I'm not proud of. Stole from a lot of people, hurt a few...torched a farm." A bit of spite crept into his voice when he named his last act as a bandit. His last act as someone else's servant. "After a while, I just left. Didn't like who I was becoming." He turned his head to look at her. "From there, I just sort of wandered. That's how I ran into you," he added, smiling slightly. "Go ahead and berate me for it. I know what a bad person I am."

As much as he hadn't wanted to talk about it, now that it was out, Gideon felt a bit better about it. Now all that remained was to be scolded for it by Amera...

[Skyward]

Danyon]

Goddess damn it, that rain and thunder was too fucking loud. Seemed as though everyone else thought the same, with no one actually asleep.

He saw the boy walking back to the tent, drenched in both rain and sweat.

"You okay there? Doesn't seem as though you just can't sleep because of the noise."

[ReformBlade]

Carrion

She put her full weight on Adrian, wanting nothing more than to feel warmth again. She grabbed the blanket and covered herself up again, sighing. "Stupid weather..." It was dark out, thundering, raining, and now she caught a cold while being denied access to any restoratives it seemed since Ormis didn't appear to have anything on him. Is he holding out on me? If he is, well... I guess I can't completely blame him... Going down that train of thought, she quickly stopped. Going down a depressing memory lane was not something she wanted right now as she shifted in her spot, leaning her head on Adrian again. "So uh... Adrian, tell me the basics of magic, tell me what I taught you." It was random of her, but she desperately wanted to get her mind off the weather and the cold she was feeling and dealing with.

Grant

Not even seventeen? Shit, she's gonna fill out nicely... Was his only thought after that. Snapping back into reality, "Sorry? I just default to that, didn't really think you'd mind it? Anyway, 'girl', the name's Grant." He gave an awkward smile, not really with the program at all. "You seem to be in and out of your own little world, so uh... what's going on here, why the interest?"

Edited by SlaveKitty, 04 August 2011 - 09:40 AM.

[Hamlet]

Lucretia

Despite Adano's injury making progress a bit slower than usual, the group certainly was traveling at a very good pace. Even if they weren't moving as quickly as they would if it was just Lucretia and Aurelio, Lucretia enjoyed traveling with the two. And she noticed that Aurelio had really taken a liking to Adano. For the first time in a long time, Lucretia was able to travel with people she truly cared about, with little fears.

As they approached Phirias, things began looking up. This was the last town before Lushira, which was the intended goal. Lucretia had never been to Lushira before, although she had heard a lot about it from her grandmother and aunt. She was pretty thrilled to see Lushira for the first time.

"Ah, civilization. Haven't seen this in a while. Are we going to stop here for a bit?" She asked.

Adano

Traveling with Lucretia and Aurelio was certainly enjoyable for Adano. The daughter whom he'd just met, and his new student. It felt interesting, to the least, because Lucretia was helping Adano with re-learning swordplay (even though it was apparent from the guild fight he still had it in him), and Adano was helping Aurelio with learning some new fighting techniques. Aurelio referred to him as the "Oracle of Combat". The three would joke around, asking for his next "prediction". Adano truly enjoyed the company, and it made travel that much better.

"Ah, civilization. Haven't seen this in a while. Are we going to stop here for a bit?"

They had reached Phirias after a week's worth of travel. Phirias was their last major stop before Lushira. Adano nodded, adding, "The supplies are still surviving, but it would be smart to see if we can get some more food here while we're around."

Julius

He cleared the steep hill not seeing anyone. He had hoped that it was just his paranoia, but his fears were realized when he hopped into the middle of a camp of sorts. There were many tents all surrounding a central campfire. There was no one outside; Julius hoped that they were all gone, but the campfire was still going. He tried to escape as quickly as possible, but as he passed the last tent, he heard a menacing voice.

"Lookie here, boys. We got a pretty one walking by!"

Shit. He turned around to see about six men standing there. They all had stupid grins on their faces.

"What's a pretty boy like you doing here?" The one in front asked.

"I'm simply traveling towards Albion. I'm coming from Lazarynth." Julius replied, deadpan.

"Heh heh...well, me and my boys here are headed in that way too. How about you join up with us?" One of the man's hands inched closer to his crotch. Julius had a bad feeling.

"Well, I'm really in a hurry. I can't stay." Julius tried to move onward, but he walked straight into another man.

"We're all a bit...aroused by your arrival." The leader said. "How about we have a peek at that pretty ass of yours?"

Julius immediately drew his blade, and before anyone could react, he stabbed the man in front of him and continued running, quickly. He had to get to the next town. Immediacy took over as he ran with the six men in pursuit.

[I have opinions]

Amera

"Get comfortable and listen. No commenting 'til I finish." "Alriiiiight..." she cuddled up to him some more, and relaxed, letting him tell her what he wanted to. "Like I said last week, I was fine as a kid," Yeah, your child hood sounds fine. Why're you so uncomfortable about telling me all this? Another thunderclap, and Gideon's guess was right on the money, as she shuddered and held him tighter. Quickly trying to get back to being calm, she went back to listening, "They tried to make an obedient little Church boy out of me. It didn't work." He went on about his family, and his father... sounds pretty normal to me, Gideon... From what she was hearing, the only part of his life he didn't like from back them was his father. "Well, at least you know your parents." She quickly covered her mouth, remembering that he'd asked her to not talk until he was finished. Quickly mouthing a sorry to him, she let him go on.

"Ended up in Albion. Not the face of it, though, all that holier-than-thou shit you'd expect from the cathedral up there. The underground. They actually have quite a host of criminals." So... you really were a crime lord? "I fell in with bandits, and did..." ... What? Bandits?! "A lot of things I'm not proud of. Stole from a lot of people, hurt a few...torched a farm." She quickly covered her mouth, to stop anything from being said. She had too many questions to ask about that, but she was going to let him finish. "After a while, I just left. Didn't like who I was becoming." "Gideon..." She looked up at him as he turned towards her, "From there, I just sort of wandered. That's how I ran into you," he added, smiling slightly." At least there's that... The one happy thought amongst all of this. He'd finished, but nothing was coming to her. She didn't know what to say. It must've been hard for him to find the right words after you told him your past, so come on, think of something...

"Go ahead and berate me for it. I know what a bad person I am." "Wha... Gideon, listen..." She tried to formulate the right words in her head. Of course, she was bad with words, so she simply hugged him, hoping that would get the message across. Girl, are you stupid, or what? A hug's not going to tell him it's alright... She looked up at his face, his face which seemed like it was waiting for yelling, or hurtful words. A blush spread across her cheeks, as she leaned up, slowly, and gave him a kiss, right on the lips. She'd never kissed someone before, so she didn't really know how good she was. Too embarrassed to kiss him for long, she quickly went back down to laying on him. That... was nice. "I... You changed yourself because you knew it was wrong, so I can't hate you... I like the you that you are right now." She smiled, looking up at him a bit awkwardly, but still happy. "Just... don't go back to that life, okay?"

Adrian

Getting to hold her like this was almost a privilege, as they hadn't embraced like this for a while. Sure, she was using him for warmth, but he didn't care. It was still nice. Ugh, this stupid weather... she probably wouldn't be like this if that thunder hadn't woken her up. Heck, even if she was sick when she woke up, the town would be open then, and we'd be able to get her something for her cold, before it turns into something actually debilitating. And then she asked him something he wasn't entirely prepared to answer, "So uh... Adrian, tell me the basics of magic, tell me what I taught you." "Uhh..." Okay, I can't tell her that I was more focused on her than what she was saying, can I? I don't know. Knowing her she might take that as a compliment. "Uhm... well, I remember that every living thing has mana, that's obvious, and that's their lifeforce... You told me about the elements, yeah..." Alright, time to come clean, Adrian... "Carrion, to be honest, I was more focused on you than what you were explaining. Please don't hurt me..." He almost begged, putting on a nervous smile.

Edited by seph1212, 04 August 2011 - 12:19 PM.

[Sir Biggles the Antisocial]

Gideon

"Wha... Gideon, listen..." Here it comes. It didn't come. Instead, she kissed him, which was a bit of a surprise. From the lack of confidence behind it, this had to be her first kiss...You're just full of surprises, aren't you? When she broke the kiss, she just laid her head on him again. "I... You changed yourself because you knew it was wrong, so I can't hate you... I like the you you are right now." She wasn't mad. Gideon felt a huge wave of relief wash over him, and he put a hand on her head and began playing with her hair again. Hopefully she didn't mind that - it was something he had a bit of fun doing. "Just... don't go back to that life, okay?" "I haven't in four years, for what it's worth," he quipped, cracking a smile. That answer didn't satisfy him, though; surely he could afford a bit of sincerity. He pressed his lips to her forehead and hugged her tightly, nodding. "I won't," he said softly. It wasn't that fun anyway. He didn't want to lose her just yet, so he figured it was best to tell her what she wanted to hear. It was true, though.



Melanie


"Sorry? I just default to that, didn't really think you'd mind it?" Of course I mind! I'm not some hag! Why is he not getting that? Did he lose an eye too? Wait, maybe he's a pirate! "Anyway, 'girl', the name's Grant." Mel grinned and waved. "Mel," she chirped back. "Grant's a pretty cool name. Very gritty. You must be, like, a mercenary, or a pirate or something." Despite her apparent politeness, she was still thinking about his leg...among other things. If he's a pirate, I should give him a peg leg... "You seem to be in and out of your own little world, so uh... what's going on here, why the interest?" Mel shrugged. "Gives me ideas. I work with metal a lot, y'see." She looked back down at his leg, her face lighting up. "So I figure, like, if I use something light, I can probably build something you can walk on. I mean, that's gotta be better than hobbling on a crutch everywhere, right?"
She knelt back down and looked at the stump, resting her cheek on her hand. "Problem is, though, if it's growing back, I'd have to refit it pretty often. You sure it's growing?" She really just wanted to build him a leg. Maybe even get paid for it. It was a cool idea! If this works, then any smith on this continent will be a surgeon by default. I'm brilliant!

[CT075]

Both

Ormis slipped out of the tent while Adrian and Carrion were having a lovey-dovey moment together. Not that he really minded as long as he wasn't sitting in the rain, but it just made him uncomfortable watching. He really didn't have any supplies on him at all (to the chagrin of... well, everyone), but one of the others might've had something.

He glanced at Danyon's tent. The horseman had called out to him earlier, Ormis was sure of it, but he didn't really hear what was said over the rain ((more accurately, Danyon got ignored)). Pretending not to have noticed at all, he hurried over to Teis's tent.

"Hey, Teis, you got any medicine?"

Teis was dozing off again when Ormis knocked. Wary, he let him in. For once, though, the boy didn't have that mischievous grin on his face. Probably because he was drenched.

"What? Medicine? I think I had some, why?"

"Scarlet's coming down with something and neither her or Adrian have anything."

Teis sighed, bending over and rummaging through his stuff. He... didn't have any. The knight grabbed his blanket and his coat and tossed it at the boy.

"Here, take this to her. I don't have any herbs or the like, but it's better than whatever she has."

Ormis almost dropped the two, since Teis had thrown them right at his face. Grabbing them, he wrapped the blanket around the jacket (making sure to have the waterproof side facing out) and ran back to Scarlet's tent. Ducking in, he handed the bundle to her, visibly trying to repress his shivers.

"There's no medicine, but this should be the next best thing."

[ReformBlade]

Carrion


Laughing weakly and smiling, she sneezed away from him. "You dolt... Alright then, listen up and listen well, I'll be quizzing you later on everything I'm about to tell you, special... 'prizes' are involved if you can relay this back correctly."

Taking a deep breath, she started, "The world is made up of four elements. Fire. Wind. Thunder. Ice. These elements exist in a rock paper scissors circle, if you will. Fire is more effective against wind beings, Wind against Thunder, Thunder against Ice, Ice against Fire. Like you said, everyone has mana in them, to some varying degrees, and some can physically manifest that mana into what we call magic. Now, it's not damning to go against that circle in combat or anything else like that, since no one's perfect, just so you know. Look at me, this cold has me down..." She started coughing a little bit, but after a sniffle, she continued, "Going beyond that, there's four different categories of magic after that, each harder to use than the last. These are Touch, Projection, Manipulation, and then finally Enchantment. These are simple to describe, Touch is simply applying your innate element to an object you touch, be it burning with fire, or freezing with Ice. Projection is simply throwing your mana out at someone or something, much like the fireballs I'd use." Sneezing, she wiped her nose with her blanket, resting against Adrian again, closing her eyes and simply focusing on what she was saying again. "Control is simply moving your mana out and about. This is... similar to Projection, but once you throw out your mana, you can still move it about, shape it and reform it, redirect it, you get the picture. Enchantment is the trickiest one in the book. When one normally touches an object with their element then stops touching, their mana stays with them. Enchantment is making sure that mana stays in the object being touched, becoming almost a separate entity from your mana. The best example I can think of for you to understand is... well... you, Adrian."

Opening her eyes, Ormis was holding out something for her. "Huh? Oh, thanks!" She gladly reached for the blanket and the coat, wrapping herself in both immediately and then curling up with Adrian again, the warmth steadily returning to her body. "Hey, Ormis... For what it's worth... I never hated you or your family, and I'm so sorry..." She didn't know what came over her, but she felt the need to up and apologize to Ormis, despite what kind of reaction he may have at her.

Grant

"A pirate? Ahaha... Naw, I'm a mercenary. Well... I was one. Can't really be a mercenary with one leg. Stupid fucking dragon..." He grumbled for a bit until Mel mentioned making him a new leg, "Wait, what? Can you do that? That'd be awesome, but... with how damn fast this thing is growing back, you'd probably need to make a new one or fix it every day or so. I don't have that kind of time or money, to be honest..." But more to the point, "You're a metal worker? A pretty thing like you? Although, now I can actually see it, and... smell it. Sorry Mel if offend you. Haven't slept in days, been extremely worked up about... something."

Edited by SlaveKitty, 06 August 2011 - 07:29 AM.

[Shin]

Aurelio

"Ah, civilization. Haven't seen this in a while. Are we going to stop here for a bit?"

"It's probably a good idea. We're pretty good on supplies, but your father's right, it couldn't hurt to stock up a little. Who knows? Maybe we'll find something else that takes our liking."

He had "acquired" most of their supplies in Lazarynth, but he didn't think he could get away with it on a regular basis... without getting caught. The innkeeper had paid him daily, thankfully, and there was still a reasonable amount left. Maybe he could pick up something nice for the two of them.

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Ken

It had been a week and Lady Lucinda had not moved at all. There were a few times he checked she was breathing, just to make sure she wasn't dead. Obelia had been splendid company, he might have gotten a little bored by himself. Grant had disappeared from the inn, Ken hadn't seen him in a while. Slightly unusual, it seemed that he had forgotten his daughter.

[Zsword]

Zwool looked away from his rain drop amusements... okay, he was getting bored of that, really. He glanced around the camp again, and noticed Ormis was over at Carrion's tent. With a small grunt he stood up and walked over to it. "Is something wrong?" He asked over the rain, using his gauntlet to light the area a bit. You know, having a light source isn't all that bad...

[I have opinions]

Amera

A hand ruffled its way through her hair, making her giggle a bit. She wished he was scratching at hers ears instead, but she wasn't going to tell him that. Besides, scratching those would make her melt, and she didn't really want to lose all control of her body, at the moment. "I haven't in four years, for what it's worth" "Well, good. Maybe we can make that last a while longer." The thought of having her ears scratched was now looming in her mind, come on, move those fingers over a little, scratch the ear, scratch it! "I won't" He gave her a small kiss to her forehead and a hug as he said it. "Alright. I'll trust that you won't." She was seriously anticipating some scratching now, just up and saying, "Gideon, please, scratch my ear? It's a bit itchy..." I'm lying, I just want a scratch, it feels so nice when you do... She fidgeted a little, trying to hide how much she wanted this to happen.

Adrian

That... was a long explanation. He didn't know if he could remember all of that, but he was damn well going to try. Being persuaded with a 'prize' from Carrion was extremely motivating. "Alright... I've got most of that. Magic sure sounds like fun. But, uh... there's got to be some side effects to using your mana like that, right? It can't just be all fun and games, I assume it takes a lot out of a person." He hadn't really seen her get extremely tired from using her magic, but maybe she was just more powerful than most? "... The best example I can think of for you to understand is... well... you, Adrian." "Er... y-yeah, I would be, wouldn't I?" This made him a bit embarrassed, for whatever reason. Maybe it's because I still can't quite grasp that I've died once? Don't really know. Ormis quickly came back (Adrian hadn't even noticed that he'd left), and threw a larger blanket at Carrion. Good, she'll be warmer now. She was sneezing a lot, even starting to cough. "Hey, Ormis... For what it's worth... I never hated you or your family, and I'm so sorry..." "Uh..." Don't... know if it was a good idea to bring that up right now.

Edited by seph1212, 04 August 2011 - 01:10 PM.

[CT075]

Ormis

Ormis was on his way out, his back fully turned towards the pair when Scarlet called out to him.

"Hey, Ormis... For what it's worth... I never hated you or your family, and I'm so sorry..."

The boy stopped dead. For a second, his eyes closed and the corners of his lips tightened. Then he flashed a (forced) grin over his shoulder.

"Nah, don't worry about it. Doesn't really bother me all that much anymore. Gimme a rematch once you're at full strength and we're even, alright?"

Then he opened the tent flap and pushed his way out. He passed Zwool, who said something. Ormis didn't respond, quietly walking back to the tree where he had been training earlier. Crouching down underneath it (again), he wrapped his arms around his knees and rested his forehead on them.

He lasted about fifteen seconds before the tears came out.

[Hamlet]

Lucretia & Adano

"It's probably a good idea. We're pretty good on supplies, but your father's right, it couldn't hurt to stock up a little. Who knows? Maybe we'll find something else that takes our liking."

"We should split up, cover more ground that way," Lucretia replied, "what is it we need anyway?" Lucretia and Adano looked through their supplies. The food was steady, but it wouldn't hurt to get some more. Getting to Lushira wouldn't be easy, and if they ran out of food, it could get dangerous as well. The other supplies were holding out, needless to say if there was something that was useful it would help to get it.

"I've still got my tournament winnings." Lucretia said. "We can use these."

Julius

The group was approaching him faster. He couldn't trip up now. He had one finger close to the whip activation, if he needed it he would use it.

[Sir Biggles the Antisocial]

Gideon

After they had kissed, she was fidgeting a lot - Gideon couldn't help but wonder why. "Gideon, please, scratch my ear? It's a bit itchy..." Seriously? He stifled a laugh at her request. "I've been promoted from mule, then?" he taunted as he moved his hand to her ear and began to scratch it gently. It had never bothered him that Amera had cat ears. Maybe his upbringing had painted them as beasts, but Amera wasn't any different from him. She just had a tail and her ears were in different places. Now that he paid attention to it, though, Gideon found them rather cute. Odd, maybe, but cute. And they weren't harsh on his hands - there was a thin layer of fur on the outside of her ears, which was very soft, almost velvety. He busied himself with scratching her ear and closed his eyes again, his head falling to one side and brushing against hers. There hadn't been any thunder in a while, but Gideon could still hear the rain. Outside of its rhythmic pattering and the softness of her ear, though, he wasn't really aware of anything else. That was fine, though.


Melanie

"A pirate? Ahaha... Naw, I'm a mercenary. Well... I was one. Can't really be a mercenary with one leg. Stupid fucking dragon..." Whoa. He fought a dragon? This guy's fucking awesome! I bet he has a big burn mark under his shirt, or a necklace made of dragon teeth! Maybe he stole a dragon's gold! That would be so coooooool - and he would be able to pay me! Jackpot! "Wait, what? Can you do that?" he said, breaking her train of thought. "Course," she replied absently, still examining his leg. "That'd be awesome, but... with how damn fast this thing is growing back, you'd probably need to make a new one or fix it every day or so. I don't have that kind of time or money, to be honest..." Mel shook her head. "Wouldn't take too long," she told him. "Soon as I can figure out how I'd build it, it'd take less'n a day. And you can pay me when you have money." She wasn't too strapped for cash now, so it was okay that he couldn't pay her yet. Still, it would be really cool to handle blood money...

"You're a metal worker? A pretty thing like you?" "Hah!" She laughed out loud at that. "Me, pretty. You're funny, ya know that?" "Although, now I can actually see it, and... smell it. Sorry Mel if offend you. Haven't slept in days, been extremely worked up about... something." "Nah, no worries," she said, waving the supposed affront off. "I get that all the time. To be honest, I kinda like the sooty smell. Could do without the oil, though - kinda makes your eyes water, you know?" When he said he hadn't slept, she stood up and looked at him, folding her arms. "Something?" she asked, her tone distrustful. "The hell does that mean? You can't bloody well be worked up about something what you don't know what it is!" She fumbled with her words a bit, but stood her ground. Maybe he wouldn't catch it.

[I have opinions]

Amera

She couldn't be any more embarrassed than she was about her fidgeting, but at least Gideon was having fun with it, "I've been promoted from mule, then?" "I wouldn't say that, but I guess for now you haaaaaaaaaave~!" He began to scratch her ear, and her voice shot up high, her body completely relaxing against him. Oh thank Gods he's finally scratching it, oh that feels so nice... She even began to purr, however well her vocal cords could handle that. "Gideon, you've got no idea how nice that feels~ Seriously... even though now you know my weak spot, so that might not be good." Uh oh. Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh... First you tell him where it is, and then you go as far as to even tell him it's your weak spot? Amera... what are you going to do with yourself? She would've made him stop, but it just felt so nice, so she just smiled and went with it. "Maybe I can even get some sleep... now..." She yawned within her words. The thunder had stopped, so it'd be nice to try.

Horatio

"Rain! Why's it always rain?! I hate rain!" He complained, as he trudged his way along towards the capital. "I've gotta walk through this shit jes' to chase a lead which could be a complete lie... an' for fuckin' what? The chance at maybe gettin' a pile of gold for killin' a girl that some knight THINKS is fuckin' evil? Horatio, you let money lead you too far, sometimes..." He was seriously having trouble making up his mind on what to do, though. No one was around him, so he let his thoughts out; made it easier for him to think them over, "alright, so, I haven't been paid yet... means I can take the time to figure out what's goin' on with this chick. An', sorry Grant, she pays me more than five hundred, I'm on her side. Heck, even if he paid my right there, I know how I'm like 'round women... Fuckin' conscience. You make bein' an assassin quite difficult, lemme tell ya... 'Course, if she's really evil an' all that shit, I don't think I'd stop myself." He shivered a little, his coat not meant for this much rain. Jes gotta keep walkin'...

[Shin]

Aurelio

"We should split up, cover more ground that way,"

"Sounds like a plan. Meet up again in a couple of hours? We're pretty good on most stuff, I suppose we should prepare in case the weather gets nasty. It's a long way to the next town, and bad weather is the last thing we want."

He'd travelled the route before, getting caught in torrential rain wasn't something he'd want to experience again.

[Skyward]

Danyon

Ignored. Again.

Thinking about the kid trying to hit the tree, he realised he hadn't really shot anything in a long time. Some of the arrows would probably break, but it wasn't as though he was that amazing at archery anyway, nor that poor.

He nocked an arrow, aimed at the same tree, and fired.


Cyrus

"It's a beautiful piece of art, isn't it..." The only person he's talking to is himself, as he touches the blade with his gloved hands, the cold feeling giving him that little... rush.

"Come on, Adonis. Daddy's waiting..."

[Sir Biggles the Antisocial]

"I wouldn't say that, but I guess for now you haaaaaaaaaave~!" She squealed as he began to scratch her ear, causing him to grin. It almost sounds like I'm touching her somewhere else...good to know she's so sensitive here. Then she started to purr. Gideon just laughed - he couldn't help it. It was a bit ridiculous... "Gideon, you've got no idea how nice that feels~" He shook his head. "From the sounds you're making, I have a pretty good idea," he shot back, smirking. "Seriously... even though now you know my weak spot, so that might not be good." Is that so? Duly noted. "Maybe I can even get some sleep... now..." When she yawned, so did he, and his hand on her ear slowed down a bit. "Maybe." They could probably afford a bit of a nap.

[ReformBlade]

Carrion

"Oooooh... Why in the fuck did I say that... God dammit, I'm horrible." She honestly felt awful now, if the cold she had didn't make her already feel terrible. "I don't even know why I said that, I just... Dammit." She sniffled a lot now, which wasn't much different than usual, but there were tears accompanying the sniffles now. "Now I can't talk to him even if I want to, I just feel terrible and awkward about it... Why would I ever even bring that up? I'm such a fucked up person..."

Grant

Eyes narrowed and wild looking, he stared right at Melanie, "I know damn well what I'm worked up about, it just doesn't concern you, girl. Quite frankly, I'm not going to say anything else on the matter aside from the fact that it's something extremely personal. I'm giving you one goddamn warning. Don't. Pry." And with that, his eyes lost focus, instead going down to his leg. "Um..." And then it hit him. "You work metal... have you made anything... fireproof before?"

[I have opinions]

Adrian

"Hey, hey now, you didn't know he'd react like that. You're a witch, not a psychic." He was almost used to trying to cheer her up, at this point. "Maybe it came out because you feel bad about it? I don't know why you said it, but... if he really has forgiven you about it, then you shouldn't feel bad. I mean, the only way you could one hundred percent make it up to him would... be..." He stopped, knowing what he was about to mention, knowing that Carrion probably wouldn't want to hear it. Got to try it, at least. "I guess... when you get your powers back... maybe you could try bringing his parents back? Yeah, I know it's a pretty shitty idea, but that's all I can think of... Sorry, Carrion." He held her close, actually getting upset with himself, not being able to think of anything else to cheer her up with. Once the city opens up, maybe the day will stop being so shitty.

Amera

"From the sounds you're making, I have a pretty good idea" She couldn't stop smiling, he was still scratching, but she still tried to argue that, "sh-shut up~ Just because I'm making all these n-noiiiises...!" Her voice shot up again. okay, that was slightly embarrassing. But it's not like I can stop myself! "... okay, yeah, you probably know how much I'm enjoying this. Please don't stop~" Even though he'd laughed at her purring earlier, she kept doing it, almost involuntarily, whether he laughed or not. She found herself also rubbing her cheek up against him a bit, tail resting on his leg. "Maybe." "Well, I don't think I'm going to be able to sleep if you keep scratching like that... ahhhhh~" She continued to moan her pleasure at getting her ears scratched. She didn't think anything of it. She just thought she was enjoying her treatment. "Really though... d-d'you think we should check on everyone else? Not that I don't mind th-this..." She sort of wanted the scratching to stop now, enjoying it, but getting a bit restless and wanting to see what was going on outside.

Edited by seph1212, 04 August 2011 - 09:38 PM.