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Post by Arual on Nov 26, 2006 14:20:02 GMT -5
Cecil felt the chilling breeze brush against his body, letting the air pockets from his sleeves bring the wind through. The air made things feel like a totally different season all together! Cecil's blood red eyes kept themselves face down from the sunlight that beamed brightly in their direction. His pure black hair flew from side to side. As the wind changed direction; going from either side of the boys, you could see a slight tinge of wind burn on the boy's cheeks. Cecil kept his hands in his pockets as the harsh winds continued to blow. He gave a silent glance to Vincent that walked next to him.
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Post by vi on Nov 26, 2006 14:41:03 GMT -5
Vincent, on the other hand, was enjoying the cold weather. The boy's silver hair whipped around his face as he continued along with Cecil. The Brit's hands where at that moment trying to fix the collar of his dress shirt, a slight frown on his face.
"How much further?" He asked his roommate, raising his voice slightly so that his words weren't blown away by the wind.
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Post by Arual on Nov 26, 2006 14:59:30 GMT -5
As the hill the two walked up narrowed, Cecil replied lifting his head higher to amplify his voice more clearly over the winds, "Right over there." Cecil's voice sounded raspy as he talked, although the cold did seem to affect his voice more in the winter. He slipped out his right hand (still had the brace on it) and moved a few stray hairs that got caught in the corner of his eye, and stuck it back in.
"Stupid little brother. If you know this kind of weather gets you sick easily, why must you go outside without a jacket or anything on you?" Dali asked him in a concerned, yet sarcastic way. "Sor-sorry," the five year old said, looking to the ground in an inadequate voice. His older brother looked back at him, giving off a smile. Saying to him, "... Hey, don't worry about it.. You'll get wiser with more things as time goes on." Cecil looked up, to see that his brother had left the room already.
Cecil made a deep-in-thought look as the sunlight shone on him. When they got close to the building, he looked up as the light shifted slightly.
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Post by vi on Nov 26, 2006 15:10:41 GMT -5
The teen nodded, noting that his roomate didn'tseem to liike the cold too much, he would have to remeber to keep it down a bit. The silver haired boygot to the door of the building first, opening it and letting cecil inside first before closing it behind him.
It was alot warmer inside, and there where already a few students sitting around. The boy glanced around, blue eyes taking everything in. Oh yeah, he had been here...
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Post by Arual on Nov 26, 2006 15:19:53 GMT -5
Cecil nodded to Vincent. "Thanks." The crimson eyed boy said. He now went to sit at a booth in the back of the room. Fortunately, it was the last open seating. A woman came and put to paper menus on the table. Cecil handed Vincent a menu, and began to look at his own. "I guess I didn't become wiser like you said Dali." the dark haired boy thought.
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Post by vi on Nov 26, 2006 15:27:47 GMT -5
The beserker took his time looking through the menu, there where a bunch of things he had never heard of before in there. In the end, he dicided to stick with what he knew. Go eggs, coffe and bacon!
After his order was put in, the boy put his elbows on the table, lacing his fingers together and looking straight at his roomate. "What's on your mind?"He asked Cecil.
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Post by Arual on Nov 26, 2006 15:41:45 GMT -5
Cecil looked to Vincent oddly at first, but then caught on to exactly what he meant. His eyes moved up to focus on his roommate. "It's nothing," the other boy said flatly. "Just-" As Cecil looked down, he knew that he wanted to tell Vincent, but with everyone around, he just couldn't go into as much detail as he /wanted/ to. Other people used to get into his business because they felt sorry for him. He didn't need anyone but Vincent, Shana, and Zet knowing the details. "-just memories of my family.... of Dali- my parents..." he added in a low toned voice so others around wouldn't be able to listen in.
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Post by vi on Nov 26, 2006 16:02:30 GMT -5
He nodded understandingly, leaving it at that for now. Pushing for more wouldn't be very wise of him, and Cecil didn't need that from him. The boy took his arms off the table as there food arrived, mmm, food!
"hey, what's you class schedule?" Vincent asked after eating a bit. Maybe they had some of the same classes...
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Post by Arual on Nov 26, 2006 16:13:26 GMT -5
"Well, I have.... Pd1: Magic, pd2: Weaponry, pd3: Alchemy, pd4: Beastry, pd5: ~Break~, pd6: Master, pd7: Holy, pd8: Samurai, and pd9: Puppetmaster. You?" Cecil responded, actually wondering the same thing. As the woman put down a cup of hot chocolate, the boy receiving it nodded and took out a straw from the paper wrapping.
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Post by vi on Nov 26, 2006 16:29:18 GMT -5
The silver haired boy took sip of his coffee, making a small face when he found out there wasn't enough creamer in it.
"I have Magic, Weaponry, Alchemy, Beastry, than a break. Master's, Life skills, Study hall, Potionry, Study hall again, and then History." Vincent rattled off, stirring in the creamer into his coffee.
"So that means we might have our first couple of classes together." He said with a smile, the boy still wasn't sure how things worked around here...
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Post by Arual on Nov 26, 2006 16:32:08 GMT -5
"It's nice to know someone when you're new to a place." Cecil told him. He glanced back down to his drink. Steam continued to rise the more he looked at it. "When I lived with my mother, Thiels(Thales pronounced ^^)was either very warm or very cold in the winter. The extreme cold sometimes got me sick; but recently, I've built up a small immunity to it." Cecil said, not minding what he told to Vincent.
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Post by vi on Nov 26, 2006 16:39:59 GMT -5
"I see, that's always a good thing." The silver hiared boy said, returning to his food. They ate in a comfterble scilence for a bit. Well, at least for Vincent it was, quite was a good thing sometimes... ((Writer's block. ^^ )
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Post by Arual on Nov 26, 2006 16:58:25 GMT -5
Cecil kept thinking. Thinking of good things, as well as some bad.
"Dali! Brother!" the young Cecil screamed out inside a patchy part of the dark wooded area, "Brother!" Cecil curled up next to a tree, he was crying so much, he began to get a headache. "...Dali..." he yelled once more; only this time, it wasn't as loud nor was it as easily heard. The crimson colored eyes narrowed as he began to fall asleep..... alone and forgotten. The next day, a familiar voice woke Cecil from that same tree he was at that night. "So, this is where you were hiding." Dali said to his younger brother, " Let's get home. Mother was worried you know. A lot of people went out looking for you last night. Even father and I." "F-ather too?" Cecil wiped a few tears that had been there all night and had not yet dried off.
After a long pause, a deep-in-thought face, and a glance upward, Cecil asked Vincent "You ready to go yet?"
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Post by vi on Nov 26, 2006 17:08:13 GMT -5
Vincent took one last sip of his drink and then nodded. Standing up, the boy smiled down at Cecil, moving off towards the door. "Hey, would you show me where classes are tommrow?" He asked as they headed out.
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Post by Arual on Nov 26, 2006 17:40:43 GMT -5
"Sure." Cecil answered back with a faint smirk walking out the door as well. Once he got back outside Cecil had alrady began too he sick to his stomach. The only warmth he seemed to have was where the brace laid on his arm.
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