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Post by Sea on Aug 17, 2008 19:40:46 GMT -5
"Maybe we can just soak our feet," replied Sanet. "And it doesn't come any farther than your chest, and the current is weak. But we can just get our feet wet." San looked around, and gave him a playfully conspiratory look, before whispering. "But look out for snapping turtles. The buggers took a damned bite outta my tail once." Her tail swished around in front of her. "It's not too bad, cuz my friend knew a thing or two about injuries. I dunno if you can see it now. I was in my otter form at the time." She smiled. "Come on. I'm a good swimmer, and if you fall in all you have to do is stand up."
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Post by demonfire on Aug 17, 2008 19:56:26 GMT -5
"Well, I don't like to be the bearer of bad news, but..." Estrik replied a bit jokingly. A visible smile made its way onto Estrik's face, but only showed as much 'happy stuff' as a Puritan hooker.
Estrik mentally marveled at the natural sights of the world. Light gently caressed each individual leaf like it was the only one there, and the 'colors' (he still didn't know what they were called) were unlike any he had seen. With a sharpened vampire vision and a true respect for the originality in every shade, no section of the sunset sky was exactly like the next.
Then when the vampiress looked toward him, he struck a pose and stated, "Now who's that handsome devil I'm seeing?" The pose was obviously a joke, as the blind teen had about as much muscle as an average teenager. Nothing special, unless you were striking muscleman poses that is.
"Yeah, guess it has been a while. Haven't really bothered to infect anyone else's mind to see this stuff," Estrik said.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Aug 18, 2008 23:30:48 GMT -5
Eithne smirked, "Well, I have a suprise with you, I've made an improvement." she said and her vision focused on the fine details, in comparison it was like if you had been watching television on one of the origional black and white televisions that was constantly fuzzy with static and then switched to hi-def in one day. Each tiny detail of Estrik's face could be made out as Eithne scanned her eyes over it for Estrik to see, every pore and imperfection, they were all there and it was something that could certainly lower someone's self esteem if they liked to think that their skin was perfect or pristine or wonderful. Eithne then turned her attention back to the leaves and the sky, you could see the same details brought out in everything and for someone whom was pretty much blind most of the time... it was probably enough to send you into seizures.
Neko looked at San with wide eyes, "You shouldn't say that word..." he whispered, "It's a bad word..." he nodded very seriously, his expression showing how serious he was, "Also... are you sure you're okay?" he said, suddenly sounding very concerned as he reached for San's tail to inspect it for any damage, his hands gently moving over it as he looked towards San to see if she felt any pain. "Don't tell me you're in pain...!" he said, suddenly wrapping his arms around San in a hug, "It's okay, we'll get someone to look at your tail and you'll be okay, and I'll make sure that nobody hurts you... ever!" he said, his hug tight but gentle so as to not harm San any further than Neko believed her to be, "Where should I take you to get your tail looked at?" he asked, tears in his eyes as if the thought of someone being hurt was also hurting him very much. Really... in the future one might second guess telling Neko of any painful past experiences lest Neko five himself a heart attack some day over all the worry it caused... and more trouble was to be caused if someone informed Neko of just how many people were hurt every day and every hour... worse would be if he knew how many people died in a single day.
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Post by Sea on Aug 19, 2008 13:41:47 GMT -5
"I'm fine, really," replied San with a smile, though she gladly accepted the hug. "I've already gotten it looked after, and it doesn't hurt anymore. I promise." She felt a little oddly light-headed at the hug, it was quite adorable, really. She wondered if Neko still wanted to go to the stream. She kind of doubted it. "You wanna go for a walk instead?" Her tail twitched, she a small amount of nerves affecting her.
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Post by demonfire on Aug 21, 2008 7:18:12 GMT -5
"Trying to ruin this perfect face? Impossible!" Estrik said with a joking thick-headed egotistical attitude that would only suit the blind teen. Of course he noticed the unfortunate side-effects of puberty, but all that meant was that his gun was loaded. Of course, looks weren't everything to the blind kid, believe it or not.
The high-definition view of the rest of the forest was indeed breathtaking, and Estrik might have had a seizure if he were epileptic; but alas, he was clinically healthy in the brain department. Here, clinically was being used as loosely as possible.
"Hey. Well, uh, thanks," Estrik said. Sincere thank yous were a bit hard for him to give, considering that most of his thank yous were either sarcastic or just lying.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Aug 21, 2008 10:08:03 GMT -5
"Those are colors by the way." Eithne said, her eyes looking over the leaves and her tone gentle and peaceful... something rather odd for Eithne but she had reached an odd sense of peace at the current moment was admittedly was probably going to end in the death of somebody or other, "They're created from different wavelengths in the light, red is made from longer wavelengths and blue is made from shorter wavelengths..." she added a bit of science into the conversation, it never occurred to her that since Estrik had always seen through her own eyes... Estrik probably had no clue what Eithne herself looked like. She gave a little chuckle, probably for the best, really. She then paused as she heard a noise and she looked back towards it, some foolish young deer-like creature had decided to wander this way, her eyes spotting it with a hunter's instinct but she didn't make a single move, she wasn't going to kill something while she was lending her vision because nobody should have to see a vampire's feeding from a vampire's perspective.
She muttered something under her breath, too quiet for the ears of others and she looked away from the creature and back to the forest leaves and things, her hands massaging her temples as she looked around, really ready to be done sharing her vision with Estrik any moment now.
Neko shrugged, "If you want to go to the stream... I guess it's okay..." he said, not really minding where they went, just as long as they didn't go bother Eithne. He paused as he realized something, "...I'm still hugging you..." he said, eyes showing a bit of a startled confusion, how did he miss something like that? Genius. Pfft! He released San from the hug as he took a moment to look around and get his bearings, a little relieved that San wasn't hurt but then again... that was just one injury she had... She might have been hurt and net telling him, "Are you sure you're not hurt, or in pain...? at all?" he asked, his expression growing a little worried again.
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Post by Sea on Aug 21, 2008 11:29:49 GMT -5
"I'm fine, I promise," replied San. "No pain whatsoever." She smiled again, rather amused by, and liking, Neko's slightly oblivious antics. "Let's get going." She took him by the wrist, holding it gently, and began to lead him off to the stream. She was careful not to tug, and to go slowly so he would have time to react. She looked back to him, with an eager smile, that seemed akin to a young child at the playground.
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Post by demonfire on Aug 21, 2008 16:58:53 GMT -5
"Meh, just go kill it if you really want," Estrik said as he removed himself from Eithne's thoughts, and thus from her vision. He had sensed some kind of strange fury and wanting coming from Eithne. He had thought that the deer was just one of those strangely mutated TMA deer that got some kind of magical poisoning akin to radiation.
When Estrik returned to his own type of 'sight', he noticed the solid purple that the undead seemed to possess on his radar. "Jeez, who the hell has a need to sire a deer?" Estrik asked sarcastically at the inept form of the bloodsucker. Even if the deer was nimble and fast, it would have a tough time trying to hold something down with the weak, small hooves that it adorned.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Aug 21, 2008 17:15:13 GMT -5
"Just drinking from something won't turn it into a vampire- you'd actually have to exchange blood with it to make it a vampire... Animal's blood isn't as filling but it's better for you... kinda like a salad when compaired to a steak or something if I remember correctly." she said with a shrug- the disturbing thing being that she just compaired a deer to a salad and a person to a steak."Unless of course it was a pureblood... purebloods can spread vampirism with just a bite..." she looked towards the deer for a moment, "And as far as I'm aware, only one pureblood bothers to feed from animals instead of humans..." a bit of a thought wandered through her mind, "Never had vampiristic animal's blood before..." she muttered to herself with a bit of a laugh, she hated drinking animals blood, which is why she had canteen boy of course. "Hey canteen boy, can I ask you a favor...?" she didn't even bother waiting for a response, "I'm thirsty..." she laughed a bit, looking towards Estrik, it was odd, the laughter- it wasn't cruel... she sounded actually rather normal for a moment.
Neko trailed along behind, even if he wasn't being tugged he simply walked at the back of the group, it was a good habit to develop in Virisea- stay to the back where you won't be noticed. The habit seemed to have followed him here to Twilight Moon Academy, nonetheless he had a quiet smile on his face, looking down at his feet while he walked to make sure he didn't trip, though the lacking of depth perception didn't help him much at all in all perfect honesty... Neko needed like... a guide dog or something... except Neko didn't like dogs... and dogs didn't like him much either.
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Post by Sea on Aug 21, 2008 19:51:18 GMT -5
The sound of running water came closer, or rather, the sound of footsteps came closer to the stream, and San pushed her way through the last of the trees and foliage. The stream was small, about six feet wide, and about four or five feet deep. The current was slow enough to see the bottom, but fast enough to keep algae from collecting. The smooth rocks on the bottom were all shades of grey and brown. A tiny waterfall of about one or two feet high was not too far, and it could be seen that the water was presumably shallower there. San, however, preferred the slightly deeper area, and came to sit there. As she was wearing no shoes, she need only roll up the hem of her jeans before she plunged them into the pleasantly cool water. She motioned to Neko to sit next to her.
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Post by demonfire on Aug 25, 2008 15:47:28 GMT -5
Estrik raised his shoulders and moved the collar of his shirt up to cover his neck. Apparently he had gained some form of opinion against being fed on in his long days of solitude. "Well, then go get your salad, this steak thinks that you're looking a bit plump." Had his voice not been so serious, one might have assumed that he was completely joking in his choice of words.
From just his gestures, anyone could see that Estrik was nervous. Something had changed in him, causing him to see ((lolz, pun)) some kind of hidden evil in being a canteen boy, most likely from a strange ability that he still needed to practice controlling. No, it wasn't the Pron Bomb for all of those who needed to know. That one was the first one he mastered you silly people!
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Aug 25, 2008 16:23:37 GMT -5
Eithne looked towards Estrik (Because she can look this way and that way, eyesight is a wonderful thing which is why I'm glad that Eithne is not a little blind child, unlike some people who's furniture is mysteriously rearranged in their dorm room... not that I had anything to do with that...) Eithne, unlike many girls seemed relatively fine with being called fat, either that or she didn't mind... or she was mysteriously hiding any negative emotions she might of had in response to anything Estrik said or did. "i'll just find someone else then..." she said with a little shrug. "And Estrik... I have a question for you... and it's completely serious." she said, a little nervous because in all honesty... she figured it was either Estrik or nobody... and she was told- she needed to choose someone, anyone. It was odd, her voice showed she was nervous, it seemed that she was probably too worried and stressed over this single little issue to even hide it- and Eithne was a master at hiding things.
Neko looked towards San, a bit of a nod and he scurried over and sat next to San though he kept his feet out of the water instead, not wanting to put his toes where a snapping turtle could possibly find them and have a snack. His little piggies were not intended to be eaten. "So... I'm Neko..." he said, not knowing really if he'd already said that- it was kinda lost between the snapping turtles, the worry over San's fatal injury (okay, it wasn't fatal but Neko's mind had blown everything out of proportion and the memory in his mind now was that San had a fatal injury... but everything's all better now...))
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Post by Sea on Aug 26, 2008 18:54:39 GMT -5
"Well then, Neko," replied San. "What do you do for fun?" It was a rather lame question, but she had to ask it. It was written somewhere in the 'Ten Questions to Ask When in Doubt' or the QAWD. Where San came across such a manuscript is unknown to the roleplayer... Although she can inform you that others include 'What's your favorite color?', 'What's your birthday?' and 'What's your favorite band?'. She can also inform you that when said quickly it can sound like 'Gawd.' She can even go as far as to mention that San firmly believes that all preppy girls mean to say 'OmiQAWD', as it seems obvious that all preps might own one, as question number five is 'Where's your favorite place to shop?' and number eight is 'What're you wearing? It's so cute!'.
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Post by demonfire on Aug 26, 2008 20:17:58 GMT -5
Estrik resisted the temptation of making some kind of joke about Eithne's undying love for him because of the uncharacteristically shaky sound in her voice. His shoulders went back down to their normal positions, as did his collar. "Ok..." he said a bit solemnly as he physically relaxed, but the nervousness present in the usually emotionally aloof vampire tensed his mind up. Thousands of thoughts raced through his mind at the moment, only to be silenced as quickly as they had began to speak. The blind child began twisting the ring he had gotten from the maze on his finger in a monotone fit for the Doldrums.
"Doesn't sound good already, though."
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Post by Man of Many Murders on Aug 29, 2008 16:24:43 GMT -5
Thomas stood off in the distance far from eyes or senses of those who might stop him. The time would soon be his and he needed to make sure no one recognized him before the moment came. He had no real clue when the moment would actually arrive, but he needed to be ready. Ready for the opening that would become clear to him at a precise second not even he knew of. Thomas knew it would be soon. He just had to wait. Wait with the same twisted grin on his face. He had prepared himself, dressing in a dark green outfit helping his appearance remain hidden. His hand grasped the dagger hidden under his clothing. It was this dagger that Thomas had spent the last twenty three days searching. A dagger mixed within legends mixed with time itself. The weapon Thomas held was something even he was afraid of. To even think of the consequences this weapon might be against him. . . Thomas himself had no way to counter the weapons magic. It was something never done before and used in countless stories all revolving around the dagger itself. The name had been lost over time and Thomas had not worried about finding it. So he waited. Waited for the opening to come. For when it did, if he acted right, the chain of fate would be irreversible. Everything would be in his favor. He waited not even caring that the smoke around him had begun its decent into the forest, now reaching the river where San and another sat. Yes, Thomas would have his day. And that day was today.
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