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Post by Arual on Nov 16, 2006 15:06:11 GMT -5
As Cecil's head felt like it was spinning around, his body ached, his heart raced. Cecil let go of his forehead and tried to see through the fuzzy eyesight. "There's noting bad about pushing yourself," he said flatly. "Friends? I didn't even see it in front of my own two eyes." he thought to himself, remembering when Amber gashed her shoulder so if they really did fight, it would be fair. Or when Angelus and Darishan stood in front of him when Dali tried to kill him in the classroom. "But as for dying, I see it as a better way to be then having a older brother try to kill you." he said, trying to get up again.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Nov 16, 2006 15:11:46 GMT -5
Zet calmly placed a foot on Cecil's chest, not putting any real pressure, but it prevented him from getting up all the same. "Then I suppose I'll have to stay here until you're redy to listen to sense." The drow leaned against a tree behind him, his foot still firmly in place to prevent Cecil from getting up.
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Post by Arual on Nov 16, 2006 15:24:18 GMT -5
Thick, black locks of Cecil's hair slashed his face as he was pushed back onto the tree. He could understand that as a student there, it was kind of Zet's responsibility to make sure he was alright. But if he wasn't beat up already, Zet definitely did the trick. Cecil just took it. "I've been worse......" Cecil said in a sad and painful way, but his voice sounded a little normal, yet the rest sounded like a deep memory. "... and from the looks of it, so have you......" he added. Cecil sighed. He had come this far and Zet probably knew everything about him since he was a teacher. "Have- have you ever had....someone change you, but not want to change in the first place?" he said, in a low, thinking kind of voice. He didn't look at the teacher. It was a surprise from the beginning, meeting this man, but for the first time he actually trusted someone. Not only that, but Zet was the only person ever to hold Cecil back, tell him whats good for him. He never had that kind of discipline since his mother's death. Cecil was usually silent, and concentrated on the task at hand,but unlike the rest of the kids there, he didn't have time to fool around. Then at night, he'd practice his skills. When Zet told him to walk away the first time Dali showed up at the academy, Cecil was indeed mad as ever; but Zet was right. Cecil could see a common memory that they, in a way, both had. Pain. Although Cecil didn't know exactly what happened to his teacher, he wasn't about to ask either.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Nov 16, 2006 19:46:41 GMT -5
"No, not really. The changes that really matter are the ones that you allow yourself to change. If you don't want to, then no one can change you." He took his foot off Cecil's chest, looking up at the sky. The damp breeze of the forest blew at his hair, though as always his face was expressionless, and the blindfold hid anything his eyes might have told. "Though I'll admit that I have let myself change more than I should have, and I regret it."
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Post by Arual on Nov 16, 2006 19:52:55 GMT -5
Cecil readjusted his body against the tree. "..... Question....." Cecil said, looking at the blindfolded eyes. "What if it's already taken hold?" Cecil finished after a breif pause and looked to the muddy ground. "What if it can't be fixed?" Cecil's red eyes grew darker as the wind pressed against his skin. " And how- " he cut himself off a second. " .... what happened to you, if i can ask."
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Nov 16, 2006 19:55:52 GMT -5
"I'd suggest changing again, if you don't like it," he replied. "I'm sure your cousin would be happy to help you..." a faint bit a humor entered his voice, "Though as you told Rell, you don't need help."
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Post by Arual on Nov 16, 2006 20:03:32 GMT -5
"....I can find it, without her, believe me." a small laugh came out. "And even so, that's a lie..... I may be strong after the circumsatances I've been under, but all people need help, no matter who they are..... that's life." a slight humor and sadness in his voice. His eyes focused in on Zet's blindfold, remembering the yellow eyes from the corner of his own crimson red ones. ".....Someone did that to you, right?.......Your eyes?" he asked.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Nov 16, 2006 20:06:55 GMT -5
"Yes," he confirmed, nodding. "I don't consider it too big a thing, however." Everyone looked different, and this school knew no limit to diversity. Perhaps that was why he had came here. People that judge with their eyes seldom came to TMA.
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Post by Arual on Nov 16, 2006 20:21:24 GMT -5
Cecil looked at him. He really studied Zet for a minute, for that was all he needed. He didn't really do that 'examine other people thing' to begin with, but Zet.....Cecil just had the feeling he could look without a question being asked. He could fully trust him.
Cecil rolled up his one sleve that went all the way to his shoulder. The scar that he could barely remember getting in his lifetime was still there all the way down his right arm. Only vaige, choppy, memories of it floated in Cecil's mind. Bits and pieces were vivd, while others weren't. Cecil streched out his arms and arched his back as the damp parts started to dry off a little bit.the pretty noticable pickish tan line ran down to his wrist, which was wrapped up in bandages.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Nov 16, 2006 21:44:51 GMT -5
"I should go back to school now. Can I trust that you will do the same?" he asked Cecil. Back off in the forest there were the sound of voice, one exasperated and the other singsong. "Kerret Garretway!" "Gerro!" "Kerret Garretway!" "Will you stop!?" "Kerret Garretway!" "Come on!" "Kerret Garretway!" They faded off however. "This is a crowded part of the woods," Zet said. "I think you've had enough trouble to earn some rest, rather than looking for more. Ithilwen..." He turned to her. "I have no authority over you," he said simply, before walking off.
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Post by Arual on Nov 16, 2006 21:50:37 GMT -5
" Yeah. Sure." he replied as he streched out once more and laied back onto the tree trunk. He didn't notice that his sleve was still up from when he looked at his arm. "Hey Zet? Why is Gerro saying /im in the walls/ all the time?" he asked, giving off some humor as he looked at the gray and cloudy skies.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Nov 16, 2006 21:53:14 GMT -5
Zet turned before he left, shrugging. "Because he is." And so Gerro was. Little known to the many students of Twilight Moon, there were very few places that Gerro could not access...
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Post by L.A.C.R.I.M.O.S.A on Nov 16, 2006 21:53:18 GMT -5
((Yea, well....I thought it was a bit wrong to jump in the middle of the conversation , so I just didn't post. Heh. ^^))
Ithilwen inclined her head to the two before stating, " Very well. I bid you both a good evening."- she turned to her half-cousin-"We shall meet again, Neth'Min. Until then." And with that, she turned tail and strode off in the opposite direction to find her pets (who had gone hunting before they enterend the cave.)
((Meh. Writer's block and laziness don't go together too well. O__o; Heh heh...))
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Post by Arual on Nov 16, 2006 21:58:59 GMT -5
Cecil felt himself tire and as he stretched out arms the best he could, he arched his back into a curve. "Thanks.....I guess." he replied to Zet. His soaked clothes stuck to him as he picked at the places it was most noticeable, as well as brushing off some of the dead bark from the tree he was laying against. The wind had turned into an icy state after the chilling rain that pierced his skin earlier and had now only brought a numbness to his body. Cecil had forgotten to role down his sleeve, he had flashbacks of bits and pieces of obscure memories of how he had gotten that scar. Especially since there was so much he wanted to forget, more then he'd care to actually remember. Yet, for some reason, it was agitating him on why.((obscure-as in faint or distant))
..."The changes that really matter are the ones that you allow yourself to change. If you don't want to, then no one can change you."....."Though I'll admit that I have let myself change more than I should have, and I regret it." "Yes," he confirmed, nodding. "I don't consider it too big a thing, however."
"What did he mean by that?" Cecil thought, giving himself a thing to think about later that day, but he knew that at that particular moment, sleep was needed the most. And so, he feel asleep soundly with all the time he had; because sooner or later, he was bound to wake up and have to go to the next class.
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Angelus
Junior
Suzume's Squishy Student - Angelus[M:2120][M:1100]
A Dark Past...
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Post by Angelus on Nov 17, 2006 20:33:59 GMT -5
Angelus was glad to finally leave the underwater grotto. The damp and dank air in there was starting to annoy him and he really needed some fresh air. (sorry people if this is awkward...i havent been on and i want to stay with you guys during break)) The forest had seem like the perfect place to rest for the rest of the the break. The sun had been out then, but then the clouds began to form and soon, the rain came down.
Angelus' black hair was now soaking wet and was reaching down past his shoulders. The canopy of the forest was leaking with rain and Angelus franticly searched for a dry clearing for some cover. He finally found one and took cover as the rain fell through the canopy. Angelus squinted and saw a group of his friends in a nearby clearing.
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