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Post by vi on Dec 30, 2006 23:41:06 GMT -5
The other was silent for a good long moment, staring out blankly into the wilderness. How had that voice set him off so? Was it because he knew some of the story behind it? Because he knew it bothered and haunted his friend so? Vincent shrugged lightly before speaking.
"I guess that I got caught in a bad mood." He said. But they both knew that wasn't true... he had been fine up until moments before. What had brought on his predator-like attitude? Anger. Vincent knew deep down that Cecil had seen a flicker of his other half because that man angered him.
...Because he was just a human with all range of emotions, no matter how deeply suppressed they where,
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Post by Arual on Jan 2, 2007 17:38:31 GMT -5
"You want to hear something," Cecil questioned Vincent slightly tilting his head and looking over at him, "a while ago, Gerro told me that you had hurt Dali..." The boy acrossed from Vincent said, with his red eyes becoming deeper red and somehow, a little softer. "They found the hallway with some blood in it. Dali has never been hit like that since........well ever." Cecil felt a deep dispair, yet also a spark of hope inside to hold onto. Gerro said that Dali would be no stronger then a twelve year old, but in a way, it didn't comfort him as much as he thought it would have. The dark haired child knew the hope was there, somehow, someway; his goal would be completed. Though the sacrafices were totally obvious as well, Cecil still couldn't help but feel insuperior at that point. Doubts on how his friend could have actually made Dali bleed, but he couldn't.... it amazed him. "No, he's the brightest of them all," he said flatly, with a talking-to-self tone. Though his voice was slightly raspy, it had a melancholy pitch as well, as if he was thinking deeper then any mind could have ever gone before.
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Post by vi on Jan 3, 2007 18:24:52 GMT -5
Vincent smiled slightly and the teen chuckled slightly before it turned into a full blown laugh. Him? Actually hurt someone? Most of the time he couldn't hurt a fly, that was why he was laughing. He stopped after a moment, amused smile on his face. "It's good to know I've got something going for me."He said with a relaxed tone, leaning back against the tree. Obviously he felt better now.
"You know, I'm glad you didn't freak out." He commented off handedly. Cecil had every right to be freaked out by him, but he wasn't... It made the silver haired boy feel less like a monster.
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Post by Arual on Jan 3, 2007 18:35:27 GMT -5
"You wanna see a monster Vincent, look at my brother in the morning," he told his friend sarcastically. Kari had done his part in Cecil's life. Maybe Vincent would become just as close to him as Kari was long ago. "You take it as a surprise, I call it hope. If you can do it... I know I will when I have my chance," the other boy thought, as he left an almost complete smile on his face. Miost of it was from Vincent laughing, the other from irony. What a lovely thing it was at that. Cecil looked up at the sun's bright rays that extinguished all prior thoughts of sorrow. A particularlly bright bream of light warmed Cecil's cheek and and he shut his eyes in a happy way. The multipule colors of green grass swayed all directions into each other as the gentle winds blew. Contentment seemed to be deep down in there for Cecil, looking for it just seemed to be the hard part.
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Post by vi on Jan 3, 2007 19:19:24 GMT -5
The Berserker grinned and stood up, stretching his arms above his head and arching his back slightly to work out any kinks. Hope huh? That was certainly a way to put it. Vincent looked up at the sky and his hands fell back down to his sides, peaceful and serene look on his face, no one would have ever guessed that only few hours before his attitude had done a complete 180.
"Hey, let's go, I think Class should be starting soon?" He half asked his roommate, looking back over at him.
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Post by Arual on Jan 3, 2007 19:23:15 GMT -5
"Good idea Vincent," Cecil replied and got up to stretch for any kinks or tight muscles. After that was done, he shook from a tingle up his spine. Cecil was getting eager for class somehow. But it was so much fun out here as well. However, Cecil knew he wasn't here for the 'camp' experience, but to get better, do school work and become what his mother wanted....the best he could ever be.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jan 3, 2007 19:57:49 GMT -5
Suzume simply listened to the two, 'I wonder who this Dali person is?' she thought to herself as she sat there, her turquoise eyes looked to the ground as her brow furrowed in thought and her tails rested peacefully on the ground as she thought to herself, her mind began to develop conversations with herself- just one of the few past times developed when a demonic entity ceases to speak with you via your head. You kinda form an entire other self to speak with just so it doesn't feel lonely. Not so much a separate personality, more like an imaginary friend actually. Suzume would never admit to this other person she thought up seeing as it would probably make her seem immature but before she knew it she was mumbling through both parts of the conversation.
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