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Jun 13, 2007 20:48:23 GMT -5
Post by baha on Jun 13, 2007 20:48:23 GMT -5
Elliot jogged down the path, the cold wind brushing brutally against his exposed skin. For once, he was out of his cloak, as it would have slowed him down. He sighed as memories overwhelmed him:
"GO OUT AND JOG! YOU'RE GETTING FAT AND THAT EMBARASSES ME IN PUBLIC!!!!" Darishan had screamed at him, slamming the door in his face.
As weird as that incident had been, Elliot took it to heart and decided to jog around the Moonlit Gardens that night for at least an hour. As boring as it was to run around a bunch of plants and water, the serenity was relieving from the chaos he was used to.
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Jun 13, 2007 20:57:29 GMT -5
Post by L.A.C.R.I.M.O.S.A on Jun 13, 2007 20:57:29 GMT -5
The steady pounding of boot-clad feet approached a jogging Elliot rapidly as the soft drone of heavy breathing followed soon after. Ithilwen Nim'Draug was out on another nightly jog around the Moonlit Gardens, her hair plaited tightly in a knee-length braid that failed to confine several unruly strands of the silver tresses as they bounced about her face.
When she rounded a corner, she stopped abruptly, almost toppling over one of her fellow schoolmates as her large, vulpine eyes fixed steadily on him for a moment in an inquiring expression.
It was an awkward moment, and she had nothing to say. She kept her mouth shut.
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Jun 13, 2007 21:00:06 GMT -5
Post by baha on Jun 13, 2007 21:00:06 GMT -5
Elliot immediately began barking at Ithilwen, shifting into wolf form. He hopped around her in circles, yipping his ass off, before stopping to urinate on a nearby tree. He then resumed yipping at a blood-curtling high pitch around the woman.
Growing bored, he shifted back into human form, "Sorry. Sometimes the craziness of my wolf takes over.... You can ask Darishan. I get like that sometimes. I believe we've been in class together? I am Elliot Veridan!" He nodded his head politely.
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Jun 13, 2007 21:03:51 GMT -5
Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jun 13, 2007 21:03:51 GMT -5
Darishan had felt no real need to jog, so he merely strolled along the path. He was frail no matter what he ate, no matter how he exercised, no matter how many times he woke up in the middle of the night to see Elliot doing ludicrous (and vaguely sexual) Micheal Jackson moves in his sleep. As Darishan didn't dream, he now firmly believed that this was what most people called 'nightmares'. Recently Elliot had ran out of the dorm crying about something. ("You meanie! It's just a little baby fat") Assuming his dorm mate had been smoking something again, Darishan had followed out of grudging concern, lest Elliot trip and break his neck.
Dead roommates were a lot of paperwork and awkward questions.
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Jun 13, 2007 21:07:10 GMT -5
Post by L.A.C.R.I.M.O.S.A on Jun 13, 2007 21:07:10 GMT -5
What an odd character...
The avariel woman knew neither what to say nor to think of the boy's ability to shapeshift, so she gave him an incredulous that included her lifting her eyebrows and widening her eyes.
When he transformed back into his humanoid form, she realized that she, too, had remembered having classes with him, and she rid herself of her surprised face in favor of one more amiable.
"Uhh...heh. Mae govannen, Elliot Veridan." she gave him a polite inclination of her head.
"I am Ithilwen Nim'Draug."
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Jun 13, 2007 21:09:11 GMT -5
Post by baha on Jun 13, 2007 21:09:11 GMT -5
Elliot screeched at the sight of Darishanm "JERK!!!! After all that you said to me!! I thought you were below these taunts!!!!" Tears streamed out of his face and poured to the ground, anime-style. He growled, then turned and began to job down the path.
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Jun 13, 2007 21:19:56 GMT -5
Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jun 13, 2007 21:19:56 GMT -5
"I said nothing offensive to you..." Darishan said as Elliot ran off again. As a practice Darishan tended to avoid talking at all, so he wracked his memory for the last thing he had spoken to Elliot. He had snapped at Elliot when he was reading for splashing in the river... Somehow he doubted that was the problem. Note to self: wait until Elliot's 'special people' courses and raid his room for drugs.
"Good evening, Ithilwen," the necromancer added to the elf. Mostly out of the hollow manners that had been forced upon his character at a regrettably young age.
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Jun 13, 2007 21:23:17 GMT -5
Post by baha on Jun 13, 2007 21:23:17 GMT -5
A wild monkey swang by and slapped Elliot in the face. The werewolf shook his head, then made his way back to Darishan and Ithilwen, "Uhhh by now Darishan, you're probably used to my random spurts, but I apologize Ithilwen!" (At this point, Elliot looks like this ^_^ XD ) He shrugged, then began walking at a steady pace, "Sooo, us two joggers and a walker? Anything special you guys up too?"
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Jun 13, 2007 21:35:04 GMT -5
Post by L.A.C.R.I.M.O.S.A on Jun 13, 2007 21:35:04 GMT -5
A gregarious smile on Ithilwen's part was sent Darishan's way as she recognized him, glad to see another familiar face.
"Im gelir ceni ad lín, Darishan." She nodded at this greeting, the silver-white curtain of hair falling over her shoulders.
"Well," she began slowly, "I see any comprehension whatsoever of this conversation is very much unnattainable,"- she chuckled heartily, a low and almost mirthless sound- "but I may be so bold as to ask if you may be interested in accompanying me on my nightly jog."
She gave them both an uncanny and lazy grin as she fiddled idly with her leather gloves that adorned her hands.
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Jun 13, 2007 21:59:00 GMT -5
Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jun 13, 2007 21:59:00 GMT -5
"I was chasing after you," Darishan replied to Elliot with no particular venom, just stating a fact. Looking to the silvery locked elf, he said, "I suppose I am already out here," though not sounding overjoyed about it. "I will join you."
An odd memory of him and Elliot singing Brittany Spears in the Ancient Ruins crossed his mind. There really must have been something foreign burning in that bonfire. At least that was the excuse that allowed him to look in the mirror anymore. Elliot was an... interesting influence on his personality.
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Jun 15, 2007 12:26:53 GMT -5
Post by baha on Jun 15, 2007 12:26:53 GMT -5
Elliot let out a broad grin and stepped next to Darishan, "Let's walk then!" He took out a harmonica from his pocket and began filling the air with a DDR-based tune. He happily strolled down the path, only crashing into three trees and tripping on 4 rocks. Happy days!
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Jun 15, 2007 17:58:01 GMT -5
Post by L.A.C.R.I.M.O.S.A on Jun 15, 2007 17:58:01 GMT -5
A slight, wolfish grin furtively slithered its way onto Ithilwen's countenance as she beheld the two companions, following slightly behind them as she observed quietly.
What sort of force on Earth or in Heaven could have possibly brought these two together?
She rubbed her left shoulder nonchalantly with her right hand as she wondered, letting loose a small yawn as she stared up into the star-filled sky, the luminescent light of the large, radiant moon filling her gaze. Other than a few soft chuckles at Elliot's lack of dexterity, the avariel woman was completely silent, and her mind slipped peacefully into daydream.
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Jun 16, 2007 12:36:15 GMT -5
Post by baha on Jun 16, 2007 12:36:15 GMT -5
((I just realized I never RPed as Elliot's new class, so Ima gonna tryyy its out nowww XD )) Mid-skip, Elliot suddenly vanished. Music flooded the area behind Darishan and Ithilwen, then to the side, the back again, the front, above them, below them, in a tree, under a bench, in the water, again in the skies, and behind them once more. Elliot became visible once more, his face red with insane joy.
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Jun 17, 2007 21:46:46 GMT -5
Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jun 17, 2007 21:46:46 GMT -5
Darishan's eyes flickered about to mirror the unusual musical show, wondering what on earth (or Hell) Elliot was doing. When Elliot finally decided the time fit to show himself again, the maniac grin dashed across his face made him inwardly groan. Sometimes it was hard to believe that the same face once held a serious, almost rational expression. Perhaps, if Darishan just dreamed --note the sarcasm there-- his werewolf dorm mate would not attempt to carry off several small children from a nearby village and go pumpkin chunking with them.
Rural dictionary archives- Pumpkin Chunking: Taking the pumpkins left over from Hallows Eve Night and smashing them again rocks, observing how their pumpkinish guts can decorate an otherwise drab stone.
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Jun 18, 2007 12:11:09 GMT -5
Post by baha on Jun 18, 2007 12:11:09 GMT -5
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