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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Nov 8, 2007 18:06:09 GMT -5
"Don't get too far up on your high horse, child. You're not accepted, you're tolerated. Which means your still expendable." and she meant the statement. She hadn't met a single person who wasn't expendable so far... not really the best way to start off your time in a new place, but who was she to deny the truth?
At the arrival of Brandon and she saw his filthy mortal hand reaching out for her to shake it and she cringed slightly, the person seemed rather manic enough, so one could only guess where his hands have been, "Excuse me... but did you wander too far from your handler?" she inquired, not believing such a person could hande life without some 'extra hel-
Out of nowhere Eithne was knocked to the ground and her eyes bulged even more before shutting tightly before she hit the ground, "THAT WAS A PRIVATE CONVERSATION, TELEPATHICALLY BLOCKED FROM YOU, YOU NIMROD! HOW THE HELL-" she stopped, intaking a deep breath and she crossed her arms. Obviously she wished he who had tackled her to get his lard ass up, because it was quite uncomfortable. She would give him some time to get off of her... like untill... now.
She violently pushed Crow off of her, giving no reguard to whether or not she would ruin his outfit or harm him in some way, her eyes narrowed angrily. Her dress was probably smeared with dirt and terribly grass stained. Gee. Thanks. -.-
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Post by hannah montana on Nov 8, 2007 18:12:23 GMT -5
"SEE? THAT'S WHAT YOU GET!!" Clarik screamed, dancing around her in a very immature and somehow black way. He proceeded to do the Soulja Boy, making sure the 'Supaman dat Hoe!' was directed at Eithne. "Talk about high horses, huh?" he asked with a grin.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Nov 8, 2007 18:25:36 GMT -5
"Ah, sure. I'm expendable on your terms, then?" she asked, chuckling slightly, finding 7h3 c0m3dy 1n 7h3 517u4710n (and L1-W4 15 1337, okay, I'll stop now) She brushed some of the dirt off of her dress before looking back towards Clarik, "But don't make such jokes. I am nobody's hoe and you saying so is unexcusable. So if you value anything. You won't." she hoped she made a point, and normally she would have used much harsher threats for such things, but it was not the time nor place for it. She simply didn't feel like ruining the occasion for everyone. She fixed a bit of her hair so it looked relatively still good and she looked around a bit, her reddish orange eyes watching all the people at the party before looking at Crow, obviously angry that she had been jumped.
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Post by demonfire on Nov 8, 2007 19:25:00 GMT -5
Brandon summoned some Box Goblins that made a staircase to Eithne's head. He climbed it and sat on her head, obviously glad for being a skinny white boy. He pulled out his rapier from his trenchcoat and pointed it forwards and yelled in the most Scottish way he could, "FOR SCOTLAND!!". He looked down at Eithne with a happy smile, "You know what, you're my second best friend, funny lady. Right after Perth!" It was a shame that no one he considers a best friend likes him, or even wants him alive.
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Post by hannah montana on Nov 8, 2007 20:46:39 GMT -5
"Hoe," Clarik said again, his mouth forming the word almost too slowly as the word seemed to just be breathed from his lungs. A tiny smirk quirked from the side of his lips as he looked at the other vampire. "H-O-E. Get used to it, because I don't plan on being wailed on by a girl." Almost as if a girl didn't have any or more power over a guy at TMA, huh? Perhaps his cockiness was an asset at times, but it could be guessed that this wasn't the best person to be big-headed with.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Nov 8, 2007 21:07:09 GMT -5
THat's it, he was demoted to an insect level... or moreso... one of the fleas that were bound to be on Brandon's head somewhere, she narrowed her eyes at Clarik, "Please controll your pet, before he gets spayed." she warned Clarik's date, though the warning was blocked from Clarik so that he would be left with no clue as to the agitation he was causing Eithne. Though soon enough he would find out as swirls of light magic formed on her fingertips, sunlight at her fingertips.... and she could tell when someone was a vampire. Making this a particularly dangerous situation for Clarik.
Eithne didn't even seem to particularly mind that she had a filthy animal on her head at the particular moment! How lucky for Brandon!
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Post by Creator on Nov 8, 2007 22:10:43 GMT -5
"Calm down. What are you doing?" Damon thought, trying to reach out to Eithne's telepathic abilities as best he could. "Don't lost your temper. Someone could end up dead. If you're going to lose it and murder the guy, do it when nobody's around. You don't need me to tell you that." He stepped forward, keeping a closer watch on the situation. Of course, if something broke out, there wouldn't be much he could do.
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Post by demonfire on Nov 8, 2007 23:27:49 GMT -5
"Hey Clarik! You telepathically heard the lady!" Brandon said atop Eithne's head. How he knew what she had said was still a mystery, but maybe it was possible to put your mind into such a state of chaos that it actually picked up on other things! Or something else entirely. He clapped his hands and the Box Goblins stuffed a large amount of cardboard into Clarik's mouth, pretty much stuffing it entirely. He bent down to Eithne's ear and asked her in a whisper, "What's a hoe?" Obviously Brandon was quite unsavvy when it came to street slang.
((Yeah, lol. Brandon is a super exaggerated me and then a combination of all my blond moments in one, XD))
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Nov 9, 2007 16:29:01 GMT -5
"Then why must you tell me in the first place?" she asked Damon, an aggitated tinge in her mental voice, and at the same moment she reached up to get the troublesome beast off of her head, seeing as it was quite uncomfortable for her to have someone on her shoulders.
"A hoe is a prostitute. So me being called one is simply a way for our good friend Clarik to feel superior, by making lies about others. It's quite sad." Eithne had nothing more to say and she was mightily regretting even coming to this event, the had no decent music, no decent company, and sure there was plenty of decent food for her- but she wasn't allowed to drink from the people, which really was a shame... what she would do for some human blood right now, rather than that horrid vial of replenishing animal's blood...
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Post by hannah montana on Nov 9, 2007 17:48:07 GMT -5
"Oh God, Eithne, you're so smart, that's exactly why I called you a hoe," Clarik said sarcastically, adding on after a pause a more high-pitched, "Syyyke!" His eyes traveled around the room again, looking for something interesting.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Nov 9, 2007 18:03:31 GMT -5
((Umm, When Eithne says something telepathically to someone, she says it selectively to whoever she feels needs to hear it. That being Brandon, not Clarik. So he wouldn't even know Eithne had said that to Brandon. She was also selectively talking to Dae previously. Therefore... feel free to have Clarik yell about pwning Eithne since Eithne obviously wouldn't have any response. [/sarcasm]))
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Post by hannah montana on Nov 9, 2007 18:29:49 GMT -5
[[lol sorry, it didn't say she was exclusively talking to anyone, and also clarik has a dragon-shaped earring that allows him to hear others thoughts...so...>_> idk if that works on eithne. NO PURE OOC!]]
Amber screamed and chucked a pumpkin at Estrik.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Nov 9, 2007 19:03:24 GMT -5
((Eithne has mind guards over everything she says to others, and her own thoughts. She's cautious like that. The mind guards are enough to keep telepathic students and beings out, so it's not likely that it would help.))
Quietly, the janitor was at work throwing away trash that hadn't quite made it's way to the garbage cans, he made no noise and seemed almost like a ghost as he moved about his work unnoticed.
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Post by demonfire on Nov 9, 2007 20:25:12 GMT -5
((Everyone except Estrik and his magical gloves of mindliness, ^^))
Estrik ducked as the pumpkin was thrown at him, and then continued his dance with Jazz. He telekinetically threw two more back at her without even motioning it.
"Your not a prostitute, Eithne!" Brandon said happily. His gaze looked towards the janitor. "Wow! A janitor! Hey! Mister Janitor! Meet my second best friend, Eithne!" he screamed while atop Eithne's head.
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Post by hannah montana on Nov 9, 2007 20:47:26 GMT -5
Amber was hit by the first pumpkin in the shoulder [so cliche] and screamed in pain before the second one impaled her. Just kidding. It did hit her stomach though. She fell to the ground, hunched up in over-dramatic pain. "OH THE HUMANITY!!" Amber screamed. Uh. Weird.
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