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Post by Synnøve Nevalainen on May 1, 2008 16:48:21 GMT -5
Grey, overcast skies heralded the arrival of a storm as Synnøve's wandering led her too the roof. The wind was just picking up and it was not yet raining, so the darkening clouds did not alarm her much. Instead, she was absorbed in the amazing view she had from such a height; she supposed she could see all of the school's grounds, and maybe more. Far off in the distance, she could still hear the crashing of waves and the sounds of seabirds. Although it had hardly been an hour, it felt like her journey across those very waters had occurred days ages ago. Standing as close as she possibly could to the ledge, she felt a kind of serenity she hadn't felt in a long time and freedom... She supposed she would like it here at Twilight Moon. Even standing by herself, she didn't feel quite so alone anymore...
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Post by Man of Many Murders on May 2, 2008 18:31:54 GMT -5
Cowl sat on the empty balcany by his lonesome. It had not started to rain just yet, but he was expecting it. Cowl really hated being here. He had just realized that the girl he had loved did not love him the same way he did. And not only that but his own love for her was now changed. He no longer saw her as a becon in his darkness. At a time she was his lighthouse, but as of now she no longer was. So all Cowl could do was sit here on the balcany and feel sorry for himself. Truth be told he thought it would be better for him not to even exist. It is hard for one to want to live after learning that they will bring the downfall of the world in the future. Perhaps that is why no one is supposed to know the future. Cowl looked out towards the gray skies. He wished they could just take him away from here. He wished that everyone would just leave him alone. He wished that he would just die. No one needed him. No one even wanted him. Cowl forced himself off his bottom and walked over to the edge of the balcany. He looked down below. Why couldn't it all end? Why couldn't the depression in his heart just subside for once? Cowl heard footsteps behind him. He didn't want any company at the moment. But he couldn't just tell someone to leave. So he decided just to ignore the person. He just hoped that this person did not disrupt him.
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Post by Synnøve Nevalainen on May 2, 2008 18:45:38 GMT -5
Synnøve hadn't realized she'd had company before, but someone was sitting on the ledge to her right. Wind whipped her hair around her shoulders as it began to drizzle very lightly- it was almost unnoticeable. Synn glanced over to the boy... He looked very upset, and pensive. Heh, don't I know what it feels like... Synnøve thought it best not to disturb him. Having dealt with depression all her life, on top of being bi-polar, she knew from first hand experience that sometimes it was just best to be left alone...
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Post by Man of Many Murders on May 2, 2008 19:08:31 GMT -5
Cowl turned around. She had the knack to look at him and not say anything. Who the hell did she think she was? Cowl took it personally the fact that she could care less about him. Well at least that was how he thought she felt. Cowl turned towards her his eyes full of rage. He wanted to send a spell right at her. She thought she was all mighty didn't she. Cowl did not actually see her eyes or the expression on her face, but his ears picked up her head's movement. One can obviouslly guess that Cowl takes things very literally. Especially when he's feeling depressed. Cowl turned his head and began to walk away from her. Fine she didn't want to say anything. He wouldn't either. Cowl stopped for a second and turned his head. Not even a second later a needle surrounded in electricty struck his right arm throwing him to the ground. Standing at where he once stood was an elf with long blonde hair and an evil grin. "Cowl... It has been so long since I last saw you... What do you saw we go out for a while." He said his eyes filled with thirst. Something was not right about this elf. Besides the fact that he wore a kimono.
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Post by Synnøve Nevalainen on May 2, 2008 19:17:16 GMT -5
Synnøve noticed his head turn out of the corner of her eye. She turned to meet his rage filled gaze with her own slightly icy one. He had no reason whatsoever to angry with her- she didn't even know who he was. She continued to stare even as he turned and started to walk away.
Synn saw the boy fall as what appeared to be a spark of electricity struck his arm. She stood frozen for a moment, then swung her head to look at the other creature who had just appeared. She wasn't quite sure what it was... she supposed it was something magical, as it just appeared out of nowhere... but she didn't like the look on its face. Still a little shocked, she said the only thing she could think of.
"Who the hell are you?!"
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Post by Man of Many Murders on May 2, 2008 19:41:04 GMT -5
Cowl forced himself off the ground as he looked at the elf with the same rage in his eyes. The elf turned to Synnove and gave a small laugh. "Bystanders are such a nausnice." he said while raising his arm into the air, his palm facing Synnove. About a hundred needles charged from behind her, all of them equiped with electricty around them. Not even bothering to see if they hit the elf walked towards Cowl. Cowl spoke his voice a bit rageful. Surprisingly Cowl had a slight high voice like a girl. Something he wasn't all that proud of. "Get away from me." He said. Even though his eyes were full of rage his legs were shaking. It was obvious that Cowl was afraid. The elf gave another laugh. "There is no one to save you Cowl. And no one to stop me."
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Post by Synnøve Nevalainen on May 3, 2008 6:57:08 GMT -5
His palm is out but nothi-Synnøve realized just in time that the needles were coming from behind her. Half-ducking and half-tripping, she made her best attempt at dodeging the needels. Pretty good- but just a bit too slow. Synn felt a sharp pain in her arm where one or two of the needles grazed her... nothing serious, but it hurt. Glareing through watery eyes, she got shakily to her feet. "That wasn't an answer" she growled. Synn didn't really hear what the other boy had said, she was paying more attention to the elf-thing....or at least what she supposed was an elf. So the boy's name is Cowl.....
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Post by Man of Many Murders on May 5, 2008 15:15:28 GMT -5
The elf turned his head his expression not happy. "Why am I always interrupted?" He asked himself out loud. The elf raised his arm again in the same manner as before. With the palm raised pointing towards Synnove, a small purple light formed in front of it. Three dozen normal needles charged forward towards her, and at the exact same time the same amount of needles came from behind her. The needles charging straight forward had no purple glow to them and appeared to be normal white colored needles. The ones charging from behind her though did have a purple electric cloud around them. Cowl raised his head to see the attack and shouted, "BEHIND YOU!" He really didn't like the girl, but he couldn't watch her get hurt. That wasn't right. This man was here for him not her.
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Post by Synnøve Nevalainen on May 5, 2008 15:24:48 GMT -5
Synn was ready this time and leaped out of the way when Cowl shouted.
"Maybe you wouldn't be interrupted if you answered my question first. Now who are you, and what are you doing here? Other than trying to kill him, of course. She gestured to Cowl with her hand.
"And I would very much appreciate it if you didn't try to kill me either."
Synn was feeling brave today.... She knew she was probably going to regret this later but, hey, live in the moment, right?
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Post by Man of Many Murders on May 5, 2008 16:29:44 GMT -5
The elf let out a sound of shock. "ME KILL COWL!!!" He said with a look of astonishment. "I could never do such a thing to a man I love." He said turning to Cowl blowing him a kiss. "And if you stand in my way girl...." He turned back to Synn his eyes full of rage and fire. "I will not hesitate to eliminate my competition!" The elf ran towards Synn his feet moving gracefully. He looked as if he was a dove in flight soring through the air. He stretched out his right arm. Three black colored needles formed in his hand and with a cry of rage they headed for Synn. These black needles were very special. They had no glow to them but they seemed to follow the opponent where ever they moved as if they were locked on. In fact they sort of where. But that was not the only surprise they had. Synn would have to be very careful when it came to this surprise. Cowl knew he had to do something. He forced himself off the ground and ran towards the needles. Synn shouldn't of been involved in this. Cowl was ready to jump in front of the needles if he needed to.
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Post by Synnøve Nevalainen on May 6, 2008 15:41:40 GMT -5
Lightning lit up the distant sky. A faint clap of thunder could be heard from the far off but fast approaching storm.
"If you're not trying to kill him, then what are you trying to-- wait a minute, you think I'm competition?!"
Synn fought her reflex to flinch away from the needles. She would need to stay focused for her 'surprise' to work. And her surprise was the Peili. She squeezed her eyes shut and concentrated on her necklace. She could feel the slight pulsing from the magical energy stored in it. When Synn had been hit with the needles before, a small amount of their power had been absorbed by the stone. Not she was going to try to unleash that power. Suddenly a flash of light streaked from the ruby and continued on a collision course with the black needles. The shock sent Synnøve sprawling, but she somehow managed *not* to fall off the roof.
Rising on unsteady feet, she managed to choke out a scentence.
"You still didn't tell me who you are"
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Post by Man of Many Murders on May 7, 2008 7:58:22 GMT -5
The elf, even more enraged then before, had steam flowing from his ears. "I will not let someone of such a demeanor to take my Cowl away. You interupt everything I try to do. You want to know who I am? Fine... I see no harm in telling my competiton. I am Satori. And I will be the one who wins Cowl." Satori dissappeared and reappeared behind Cowl. He bent over and planted a kiss on Cowl's lips. Before Cowl could even do anything the elf had seperated with a small grin. "See you later." He said. "But I will be back." And with that he ran off the hideaway. As for Cowl he just stood there stunned at the fact that a man had just kissed him. This was definitly one of the worst days of his life.
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Post by Synnøve Nevalainen on May 7, 2008 16:19:44 GMT -5
Synnøve stood shocked as Satori kissed Cowl.
"Dude, for the last time, I am not your competition! I haven't even been formally introduced to Cowl!" Her expression was a cross between surprise and horror, and her voice had a hint of hysteria. Synn's comment made no difference anyway, as the elf was already leaving. Once Satori was gone, she turned to Cowl.
"Would you care to explain what just happened, kiitos?.... I mean, please?"
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Post by Man of Many Murders on May 7, 2008 18:12:37 GMT -5
It took Cowl a few moments before Synn's words hit home in his mind. He was a bit out of it by the kiss. "Um..." He said trying to speak, but not being able to find the words as of yet. He was afraid that this might happen, but he had no idea that Satori would actually go as far as kissing him. This was a whole new ball game. And a game Cowl really wished to sit out of. He brought his fingers to his lips he could still taste the strange sweet taste Satori had left on his mouth. Tears had for some reason swollen up in his eyes. "Why does this always happen to me?" He asked himself out loud. Cowl felt that he was such a girl always crying and such. It made him sick to think that he acted so much like a girl. Cowl didn't want to talk to Synn. He knew she would just make fun of him anyway.
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Post by Synnøve Nevalainen on May 7, 2008 21:27:46 GMT -5
Synnøve continued to stare at Cowl.
"That always happens to you? I'm sorry but that's quite frightening. I certainly can't answer your question, but I would love to know why everybody ignores my questions. Now, are you going to respond to me or not?"
Then Synn noticed the tears welling in his eyes.
"Erm... If it's too.. Private then don't bother..." Synn didn't care much for personal details. She looked away from Cowl.
A drop of rain hit her face, causing her to blink sharply.
"In any case, If you don't want to get wet, I would advise getting under the roof overhang; it looks like that storm is here."
Then, almost as if on cue, a bolt of lightning lit up the sky, giving it a brilliant but ominous glow.
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