Re: High Moon Tales. Tales of the Wicked West.
OCC: Not sure if it's my turn. Please forgive me if I'm out of order.
[Old Sicilien]
As Sicilien listened to Callie and Flynn introduce themselves, sharing a bit of banter between them all, he began to notice a shift in the bar's atmosphere.? First it started with uncomfortable glances in their direction, followed by murmurs.? Eventually he began to hear distant sounds of chairs scraping against the floor, gradually getting closer and closer until a wave all of the patrons began to rise up.? Almost all of them had some kind of a makeshift weapon in their hands, be it a beer bottle that they just downed their gullets, a broom handle, their fists and as he noticed lights glinting off of several reflective surfaces, also knives.? Now he was 110% sure that none of this was natural.? Even when he traveled to Hell and back, been in all kinds of weather extremes, he's never seen such storms following up one after the other.? He received an additional confirmation when he was first joined by Chase, then Callie and finally Flynn.? He was always a solo flyer.? Why would strangers that he never met nor had any relation to would feel like they were meant to meet up?? However, something was still amiss here.? One of the rabblerousers mentioned that they were "five strangers," but why would he say that when there were only four?? That means they were one person short, but who?? Were they already here?
"Man, can't a man get some peace around here?" he mumbled, feeling quite irritated.? At this point, his dinner has been interrupted no less than 3 times, he didn't have his drink yet, and nor did he have any clues as to his bounty's location.? Huffing like a bull, he kept an eye on the others as he nonchalantly pulled his hands down to his pockets.? Feeling through the fabric, one finger snapped open the locking clip on "Amano," the first friend that he always kept close to his thigh.? As he pulled his hand out, he took out a pack of cigarettes, shaking it up until a single roll popped, putting it up to his mouth as he pulled the rest out of out with his lips.? Tilting his head, he took stock of the situation again as he noticed Callie readying her weapon, one hand on the holster.? Placing the pack of cigarettes back, he now reached into the other pocket, taking out a lighter, stealthily unclipping the other lock on "Yuki," his second beauty, then flicked the container until it produced a flame and took a nice long drag, breathing out a cone of smoke.? As with the pack, Sicilien also placed it back.? He felt the guns vibrate, antsy for some action, though he wasn't ready to brandish them quite yet.
Sitting up in his seat, he was about to say something when Flynn took charge.? The man began to address the crowd.? One by one, their attention was focused on him as his wildly exaggerated movements seemed to produce items out of sheer air.? Ah, so we have a trickster here.? Magic and redirection, something he was all too familiar with in his travels.? Though he didn't quite expect what happened next.? The crowd seemed to tense up as Flynn began walking backwards, arms up in a gesture of openness.? As he exited the building and the doors swing open, Sicilien watched as the storm swallowed up the man, then mere seconds layer, walked in a beautiful, black stallion, heading straight for the table with the deck of cards just as Flynn described.? He chucked to himself, hiding his smile with his fist, but then took another drag on the cigarette, pulling it back with the same hand.? So we have ourselves a shapeshifter, do we?? Might be useful, he thought to himself.? He watched as the horse stretched its head out, then without a warning kicked back so hard that the unfortunate victim caught by his hooves flew back into the crowd, parting it like the Red Sea.? Not expecting that, he raised his eyebrows but then tensed up.? That was not a well received action at all.? In fact, the crowd seemed to be more incited than before, so he tensed up, splaying his hands out as he readied himself for a fight.
"What now, medicine man?? Hope you hoofing one of them was worth it," he spoke to the horse that was Flynn, standing up and taking a place beside Callie.? He watched for a second as the enboldened crowd took a few steps forward, suddenly rearing back as Sicilien pulled out his two revolvers and cocked their hammers back in one swift motion that would've been too hard for a normal eye to follow.? One black as the night, the other silver like the moon, he swept them over the shocked crowd, daring them to be the first to take yet another step toward them.? "I guess we don't have much of a choice here, do we?? Though none of you are my bounties, Amano and Yuki will have no problem finding their targets.? Shall we go out guns blazing?"? He looked to Callie, then Chase who seemed also be preparing for an attack.?? Just as he turned his head, however, he notice a movement out of the corner of his eyes just as a man lunged out of the crowd.? Before the crazed fellow could take another step though, a shot rung out as a bullet found its way right between the man's eyes.? The man stopped in his tracks, falling right at Sicilien's feet as the bounty hunter kicked him away with the top of his boot, recocking the hammer on Yuki from which streamed a wafer thin pillar of smoke.? This seemed to have stopped them in their tracks, at least for now, but now he was really angry.
"Who wants take that next step into the next world?" he taunted, the corner of his mouth twitching into a half snarl, half smirk.? "Step right up, don't be shy!? Plenty more rides for every body!"
<New Callie Carson>
Callie observed Flynn's demonstration of power and was impressed. She'd only seen something like that once -- a year or two back in Cheyenne. But that was another story.
Sicilien had drawn his guns, so Callie also stood, her pistols at ready, targeting the crowd surrounding them in the bar. There was a shot, but the redhead maintained her cool and did not shoot as one of the thugs fell at the Sicilien's feet. Callie saw the fear in the eyes of the other townsfolk and she knew that kind of fear could do two things -- send them running away with their tails tucked between their legs, or start them shooting.
Cocking back both hammers, she studied the crowd, looking for the next one who wanted to eat some lead. One of the men facing them, a big, curly-headed turd she'd heard called Jethro, stood with a shotgun half-raised and glared at the group with Callie.
"This ain't natural!" he yammered, looking over at Flynn. "It's the devil's work! That's what it is!"
Callie cocked a grin next, "I'd reckon you're right, Jethro. Now take your friends and get! Before someone stirs up the devil himself and he comes for a reckoning." ? She had one pistol trained on Jethro, pointed right between his eyes, while the other panned across the left side of the crowd... ? ?(tag Flynn, Chase, Etienne, Charity (jumping as she sees fit other), Sicilien>
On Wednesday, January 8, 2020, 08:19:57 PM EST, Luukasama via Groups.Io <luuka@...> wrote:
?(Old- Charity- Millers Crossing)
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Charity looked up from her husband's attentions, suddenly alert. "Something's amiss, husband. Give us a moment, will you?" She stood, her lithe, dark skin glistening in the wan moonlight, and went to the window. As if seeing all the way to Bendo she peered into the dust cloud. "They're not together," she commented. "Perhaps they need a little help? Should I offer them a little help?" Charity chuckled softly, her laugh echoing like tinkling glass. Her hands began to move as if pulling strings, or perhaps a large spider plucking the threads of her web.....
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(Old- NPC Belligerent Ranchers - Bendo)
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"Like I said, passin' strange, this storm," the old rancher repeated to his companions, several rough looking ranch hands. "Them five strangers rolled into town, an' now we're all holed up in this one chow hall wedged in like peas in a pod. I'm thinkin' maybe someone should do sumthin'." The other men at his table, the aforementioned 'riff-raff' grumbled again as he spoke. "Sumthin' weird is goin' on, an' I don't like it. Not one bit." Glaring at the table where Sicilien and Chase were being joined by Callie and Flynn he continued,? "An' lookie there, they're all a-meetin' up." The other men mumbled between themselves, looking between Etienne sitting alone and the table where Chase, Sicilien, Callie, and Flynn were. "Five strangers," the rancher prompted. In unison the band of burly men stood up. Six of them went to the table of four, and two to Etienne's table.
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"We're thinkin'," one of them said ominously, standing over the group, "that this here dust storm ain't natch'ral, see?" They all nodded and he continued, "an we're thinkin' it has sumthin doin' with the five of you."
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Several more of the townsfolk stood then, some of them holding bottles, knives, of other improvised weapons. Others in the restaurant moved towards the walls.
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?(New Callie Carson)
? The redhead noticed the men approaching a couple seconds before they spoke. From the looks on their faces, she immediately gathered they were trouble. Her hand slipped down under the table and seized the butt of her pistol as it lay sheathed in her holster. She then smiled up at the men.
? ?"Oh, so we control the weather now?" she said, a hint of amusement to her voice as she sized each of the thugs up. "Why don't you all get along before y'all get hurt."
? ?She lifted the gun from her holster, but kept it under the table, ready to draw as soon as one of them moved...
(New - Flynn)
?? The pooka turned his head lazily to regard the belligerent barflies, noting their assorted knives, bottles, and blunt instruments.? No guns drawn, at least not yet.? Good.? He also noted that Callie had a gun ready under the table, just in case.? Also good. ?
?? "Now, now, gentlemen," Flynn said, holding his hands up and motioning in a calm-down gesture, "the strange weather's just got you on edge, that's all."? He grinned widely at the onlookers.? "How about a little medicine-show magic trick to take your minds off things?" ?
?? He rose to his feet, keeping his hands up and showing that he wasn't wearing a gun.? "If you'll kindly give me your undivided attention, I'll show you a trick I learned years ago from a Shoshone medicine man.? I'm gonna walk outside..." he nodded to where the hotel/saloon doors were "...and then my horse is gonna come in here and deal a round of poker."? He made a flourish with his left hand and a deck of cards suddenly appeared, which he proceeded to place on the table.? "And if for any reason my trick doesn't work, then you can split this among you."? The pookah made another flourish, this time just over the table with his right hand, leaving a stack of shining $20 gold pieces when he lifted it away.
? Pausing a moment to let the crowd take in what he'd said - and see the stack of gold and the deck of cards now lying on the table - Flynn opened his arms wide.? "Now, if you'll just bear with me, I'll begin.? Ten, nine..." he said, stepping backwards towards the swiveled doors "...eight, seven, six..."
?? He stepped out through the doors, disappearing into the darkened street beyond.? "...five, four..."? His voice stopped, and for a long moment there was only the sound of the storm winds blowing. ?
? Then suddenly a horse stepped back into the room, a large black stallion with strangely alert eyes, clopping its right forehoof onto the floor with a loud single stomp. ? As the crowd of locals watched, the horse made its way to the table where Flynn had been sitting with the others, forcing the crowd to part before its sheer size.? The horse bent its head down towards the deck of cards, paused to wink at Callie... and then kicked back suddenly with its hind legs, striking the head rancher hard in the chest and sending him crashing backwards into the startled hands. ?
(New Chase)
?Chase realized he probably should have just gotten some food and went up to his room with this group. He remember the woman from the town back and seeing her with the other man, he could only assume they were together. His sense of smell told him the truth of that thought, they were very together. ‘Lucky man.’
He was aware of movement and the change in smells around the area as the townsfolk seemed to approach, his frustration at the sight of this as he wanted to get this particular mission over with. He realized that Amy had told a lot but left a lot of questions as well. One thing that was clear…they were delayed from getting to Miller’s Crossing…which meant they needed to get to Miller’s Crossing to bring this thing to an end.
The townsfolk were not happy to see them and all but blamed them for the weather, which was stupid cause they were stuck in the town with these idiots. That alone put a big hole in their theory, but they were a superstitious lot so he knew this was going to end badly.? He didn’t have to shift or change any more to tap into his strength, but to have all of his strength, he did.? But he also had a blade by his leg so he would end up using that. He noticed the woman moved but he only turned his leg so he was able to get up and moved if need be.? He could only guess at the subtle gesture, but she was a woman so would possibly be ignored.
He heard the one called Flynn’s story of having his horse come in and deal them a game of cards. That alone would have been fun and interesting even…but the bag of gold…that created a problem for him!
Now he had created a big problem because this group would be more apt to fight just because he showed them the gold.? That was a bad move in this poor town.? He stood and moved to the side ?as he turned to be like the townfolk and watch the scene. While they were looking he loosened the latch on his leg blade. This simply was not going to work out well! He watched as the horse kicked the man in the head. He waited for someone else to moved and attack the group as shock took over. ? So that he could attack as well if need be, maybe that would stop them...maybe not.
[Sicilien]
As Sicilien listened to Callie and Flynn introduce themselves, sharing a bit of banter between them all, he began to notice a shift in the bar's atmosphere.? First it started with uncomfortable glances in their direction, followed by murmurs.? Eventually he began to hear distant sounds of chairs scraping against the floor, gradually getting closer and closer until a wave all of the patrons began to rise up.? Almost all of them had some kind of a makeshift weapon in their hands, be it a beer bottle that they just downed their gullets, a broom handle, their fists and as he noticed lights glinting off of several reflective surfaces, also knives.? Now he was 110% sure that none of this was natural.? Even when he traveled to Hell and back, been in all kinds of weather extremes, he's never seen such storms following up one after the other.? He received an additional confirmation when he was first joined by Chase, then Callie and finally Flynn.? He was always a solo flyer.? Why would strangers that he never met nor had any relation to would feel like they were meant to meet up?? However, something was still amiss here.? One of the rabblerousers mentioned that they were "five strangers," but why would he say that when there were only four?? That means they were one person short, but who?? Were they already here?
"Man, can't a man get some peace around here?" he mumbled, feeling quite irritated.? At this point, his dinner has been interrupted no less than 3 times, he didn't have his drink yet, and nor did he have any clues as to his bounty's location.? Huffing like a bull, he kept an eye on the others as he nonchalantly pulled his hands down to his pockets.? Feeling through the fabric, one finger snapped open the locking clip on "Amano," the first friend that he always kept close to his thigh.? As he pulled his hand out, he took out a pack of cigarettes, shaking it up until a single roll popped, putting it up to his mouth as he pulled the rest out of out with his lips.? Tilting his head, he took stock of the situation again as he noticed Callie readying her weapon, one hand on the holster.? Placing the pack of cigarettes back, he now reached into the other pocket, taking out a lighter, stealthily unclipping the other lock on "Yuki," his second beauty, then flicked the container until it produced a flame and took a nice long drag, breathing out a cone of smoke.? As with the pack, Sicilien also placed it back.? He felt the guns vibrate, antsy for some action, though he wasn't ready to brandish them quite yet.
Sitting up in his seat, he was about to say something when Flynn took charge.? The man began to address the crowd.? One by one, their attention was focused on him as his wildly exaggerated movements seemed to produce items out of sheer air.? Ah, so we have a trickster here.? Magic and redirection, something he was all too familiar with in his travels.? Though he didn't quite expect what happened next.? The crowd seemed to tense up as Flynn began walking backwards, arms up in a gesture of openness.? As he exited the building and the doors swing open, Sicilien watched as the storm swallowed up the man, then mere seconds layer, walked in a beautiful, black stallion, heading straight for the table with the deck of cards just as Flynn described.? He chucked to himself, hiding his smile with his fist, but then took another drag on the cigarette, pulling it back with the same hand.? So we have ourselves a shapeshifter, do we?? Might be useful, he thought to himself.? He watched as the horse stretched its head out, then without a warning kicked back so hard that the unfortunate victim caught by his hooves flew back into the crowd, parting it like the Red Sea.? Not expecting that, he raised his eyebrows but then tensed up.? That was not a well received action at all.? In fact, the crowd seemed to be more incited than before, so he tensed up, splaying his hands out as he readied himself for a fight.
"What now, medicine man?? Hope you hoofing one of them was worth it," he spoke to the horse that was Flynn, standing up and taking a place beside Callie.? He watched for a second as the enboldened crowd took a few steps forward, suddenly rearing back as Sicilien pulled out his two revolvers and cocked their hammers back in one swift motion that would've been too hard for a normal eye to follow.? One black as the night, the other silver like the moon, he swept them over the shocked crowd, daring them to be the first to take yet another step toward them.? "I guess we don't have much of a choice here, do we?? Though none of you are my bounties, Amano and Yuki will have no problem finding their targets.? Shall we go out guns blazing?"? He looked to Callie, then Chase who seemed also be preparing for an attack.?? Just as he turned his head, however, he notice a movement out of the corner of his eyes just as a man lunged out of the crowd.? Before the crazed fellow could take another step though, a shot rung out as a bullet found its way right between the man's eyes.? The man stopped in his tracks, falling right at Sicilien's feet as the bounty hunter kicked him away with the top of his boot, recocking the hammer on Yuki from which streamed a wafer thin pillar of smoke.? This seemed to have stopped them in their tracks, at least for now, but now he was really angry.
"Who wants take that next step into the next world?" he taunted, the corner of his mouth twitching into a half snarl, half smirk.? "Step right up, don't be shy!? Plenty more rides for every body!"
<Tag Callie, Flynn, Chase, Etienne, Charity (jumping as she sees fit other)>
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Re: Port Vega: Clean-up in Room 12 (Kites, Gen)
(Gen)
When she reached Kites' room, Gen pressed the panel for the door, hoping that it would either open for her or would at least let Kites know that someone was wanting in.? A moment later, the door slid open to reveal Kites right on the other side.? And still quite filthy, just as she was.? Which meant he'd been waiting for her.
"Well, I'm here," the androgyne said softly, placing her hands on Kites' chest as she looked up into the winged boy's eyes.? "And I'd like to take that shower with you now.? If you don't think it's gonna make Mister Chord any madder than he already is."
Gen looked down at herself self-consciously, then back up at Kites.? "I think you like me better in boy-mode," she said.? "But I don't want to shift until I'm clean.? I mean, my wings are all muddy, for one thing. And... I don't want any dirt ending up trapped in inconvenient places."? She blushed slightly.? "It happened a few times when they were running some tests on me back at the labs."
"So, what do you think, K?" she asked, pressing herself a bit closer, looking up at him questioningly as their body warmth seeped through their muddy training clothes. "Should we or shouldn't we?" ?
[Kites]
Kites heard the small, soft chime of someone wanting in, so he smiled as he pressed the panel on his side and the door slid open with a woosh.? His heart skipped a beat when he saw it was who he was expecting - Gen, as worn and unhappy as he was about the whole situation.? When she placed her hands on his chest, he covered one of her hands with his own, pulling her inside the room and then pressing the panel again to shut the door, then locked it.? He didn't want anyone showing up unannounced or being able to just open the door.? He didn't know how the mechanisms worked in this place yet, so better be safe than sorry.? Once the door closed, however, Kites pulled her into his embrace, holding her there for a bit as they tried to warm each other up.
"I don't think he should have any issues with what we do off-hours so long as we perform well on the field, right?? Today was a bust but we can just try harder tomorrow, right?" he answered, placing his head on top of hers.? They did have a lot of work ahead of them.? A lot of HARD work, but they signed up for this and they shouldn't quit this early in the game. Sure, he reasoned, they were all a bit too flirty and playing around, but it was just their first day.? Couldn't they could get a one-time pass?? His emotional part started to win out again, warring with the logical side, but now was not the time, he thought, waving all these discussions aside.? Right now was his and Gen's time and he didn't want to spend it stuck in his own head, brooding.? He pulled back a bit looking back at Gen who was waiting for his decision.? when she mentioned still being in female form to clean up, he felt his face flush with heat.
"It-it's fine.? I wouldn't want to cause you trouble, of course," he answered, scratching at his cheek.? In that moment it made him question as to why he preferred the male Gen more.? Sure he's seen both forms of the androgyne so what was it about the masculine that he liked more?? Did that make him gay?? Up until he came to this place he hasn't even had a single attraction to anyone.? But Gen..Gen made him think.? "I h-hope that it doesn't offend you that I like your...um...male side more?"? To be honest, it made him pretty nervous either way but only because he was going to be naked with someone for the first time.? Though they were all over each other in the elevator, they were still dressed.? Well, it was now about to change and the mere thought of it was making his heart threaten to jump out of his rib cage.? He wondered how Gen felt about all this too - did her heart feel like a jackhammer too?
Not wasting anymore time, Kites reached under his wings and unsnapped the backing of the uniform's top.? He slid his arms out of his top, gingerly pulling the first article of clothing off, revealing a well toned body underneath.? It wasn't exactly chiseled out of marble but he did have some nicely defined features.? His shoulders were, of course, the most broad part of him due to his wings, but then rest of his chest tapered down into a medium-sized waist that slightly flared out to his hips.? His face got even redder, feeling highly self conscious as he reached for his braid and pulled off the rubber band that kept the pleat intact.? Like most of him, it was also covered in muck and grime, so he just left it loose as is, planning to de-tangle it in the shower.
"I'm r-ready when you are," he nervously stammered, feeling highly embarrassed as he peeked at Gen.? "Sorry, just a little nervous.? I've..um..I've never done this with anyone before."
<Tag Gen>
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Re: The Door Between Two Worlds [Roue and Rabbit] (closed)
[Roue]
Having zero comprehension of what Rabbit was saying, when the slightly shorter youth addressed the elf again and then slid under his arm, the wizard at first thought that he was looking for a hug.? Remembering his social cues and training, he was just about to too, getting ready to reach around, when the other indicated towards the door of the bath and made a motion for them both to start walking together.? He felt his cheeks grow hot at the misunderstanding, instead reaching back up to scratch his cheek instead, as they left the hot, steamy room.? As they slowly made their way back, the elf now realized why Rabbit clung to him at that moment.? He wasn't sure if it was exhaustion or too much steam, but his head was spinning a bit and he was still unsteady on his feet, so that fact that Rabbit acted as his support was very welcome.
As they walked back to the room, Roue didn't pay so much attention to what Rabbit was saying but as to how he was saying it.? Lowering his head a bit, he trained his ears to listen to the inflections in his tone as his eyes focused on how his lips moved.? Though the words sounded like gibberish to him, he was still trying to wordlessly mimic the way the other man was spoke, in a weird sort of way of trying to make a connection, any connection, to the strange language he was hearing.? He didn't even realize how much he was staring until Rabbit suddenly looked up at him, his look a bit softer than he expected, immediately looking away, cheeks rising in color.? He had to stop that - staring was rude.? It's something he was taught from a very early age, but he couldn't help it.? Roue had to keep telling himself that it was nothing else...that there was nothing else except the desire to understand each other.
Once they got back inside the room, Rabbit helped the wizard to the bed, but then started motioning for something.? It wasn't until he produced some coins that Roue understood what he was asking for.? Taking the money pouch out, he unfastened the top and stretched his hands out, welcoming the other to take whatever and however much he needed.? He half expected that the lot of it would be gone but his expression changed to one of a surprise when Rabbit only took out a few medallions all of which were of a small value.? The wizard questioned why he would take so little but Rabbit simply waved him away, showing that this was enough, at least for now.? Pulling the string taught and tying them into a knot, Roue re-fastened the top and then shoved the pouch back under the pillow.? When he looked back, the other man indicated that it was now okay to undress and head to bed, so he proceed to do so as instructed.
The elf started by kicking off his shoes, using his heels to hold the soles down so he could pull out his feet.? Placing the pair of boots onto the bedside bench, he then stood up and hooked his fingers into his pant waist.? Unlike the wizarding outfit which required one to wiggle out of them almost like a worm, there was no such struggle as Roue easily slipped out of the pants and neatly folded them on top of the shoes.? The shame of having previously discarded his clothing like a ne'er-do-well floated up to the forefront of his mind so he wanted to make sure that he didn't do something so uncouth again, so when he slipped the shirt off, it too went neatly on top of the rest of the pile.? Once he was clad in nothing but his underwear, Roue promptly jumped into bed, pulling the comforter right up to his neck and then cocooning himself by piling the rest of the blankets around him.? The bedding was so soft he felt as if he was surrounded by clouds, and all the better, as at this point he was just about ready to drop into la-la land.
"<Thank you, Rabbit>," Roue said, turning his head to face him.? The young man said something back, eliciting a small chuckle as he smiled, though he knew not what was said.? Once Rabbit made sure that Roue was all set, however, he turned around and left, leaving the elf all to himself.? Now that he was along with his thoughts, Roue thought back to the entire day's events.? He had not expected this kindness nor this level of service after having been on the run for so long.? How long was this going to last, he wondered, I'm going to have to leave sooner or later.? He suddenly felt like he did not want to be alone, that he did want some kind of companionship, but it was too late to call the other back.? It would probably be super awkward anyway, he reasoned, seeing as they just met and barely even knew each other.? He pulled the covers closer to him as he laid in the dark for a little while, waiting for sleep to claim him.? It didn't take long and soon he was deeply sleeping, the exhaustion and stress finally claiming him.
(Rabbit)
Once he had taken care of getting some credit for Roue, Rabbit returned to his regular duties, looking after the patrons on the club's main floor.? But every other hour he poked his head into the private room to see if the stranger was up and about yet.? On his fourth check, he noticed that the elf was beginning to stir, so the little vampire slipped into the room and closed the door behind him. ?
"Uhm, Roue?" he called softly, leaning over where the stranger's head was resting on a pillow.? "Do you feel like g-gettin' up yet?? Or like, uhm, you know, maybe gettin' somethin' to eat?"? He mimed eating, then looked for Roue's response.? "If'n you still wanna sleep though, I can c-come back later."
Tag - Roue
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Port Vega: Clean-up in Room 12 (Kites, Gen)
[Kites]
Kites watched as Gen screamed in barely controlled fury and kicked the droid's head clear across the room.? He already knew that when Chord started addressing them all, it was going to be less a motivational speech that it looked like it was going to be.? Kites was extremely frustrated, a feeling that they all equally shared.? Though they tried their hardest, it obviously wasn't enough because they still managed to fail miserably.? However, he didn't expect that they were all going to be scolded like little children because that's exactly what it felt like, or that he was going to be pointing out several of their "extracurricular activities."? That just further added to the shame and embarrassment that he was feeling in that moment.? They were all cold, sweaty, dirty, exhausted and most than likely very hungry as a result, and yet they had to stand there and be told how much they sucked and how awesome Ireland was for saving their skins.? Thanks, Chord, like we didn't already know it ourselves.? Just rub it in some more.? Kites didn't even want to look at Ireland, much less acknowledge her as their new de-facto leader.? He was still quite a bit sore about being told off for not knowing she was power-less, as if she half expected him to be psychic.? At the very least, she seemed to be just as shocked at this revelation as he was.
Once the dressing down was done, Chord and co left, leaving everyone standing in shock.? After what seemed like minutes, everyone else who was left began to slowly shuffle out of the training room.? First Brandon, looking quite dejected and demoralized.? Then Kat who seemed to be fine on the outside, but he could tell that she was boiling underneath the surface.? He could sense it in her scent, which was typically gentle but was now quite turbulent, revealing a storm of emotions that she was going through.? As she walked past him, reaching for his arm, Kites returned the gesture, extending a wing to her and gently squeezing her hand.? He then let go as Kat disappeared through the doors.? Mia, well...Kites wasn't exactly sure what Mia was feeling.? She simply turned around and wordlessly walked out.? That just left himself and Gen, and Gen seemed to be hit by this the most.? He watched her for a while, the androgyne just listlessly standing in the muck, wings drooping and caked in mud just as the rest of her and himself were.? He wanted nothing more than to run to her side, give her a hug and tell her that they can just try harder tomorrow, but he knew that even if they weren't there, Chord and co were watching.? The last thing he wanted to do was to give Chord more reasons to think that he and Gen didn't make a good team.? It was conflicting and suddenly it made him very angry.
"Come on, Gen.? We're done here.? Let's go get cleaned up," he called out to her, leaving the training room.? It bothered him that he walked out by himself.? It bothered him all the way up to the elevator as he called it down to the floor.? As the doors opened with a woosh and a soft ding, Kites stepped in and punched the button for the living quarters.? He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, feeling that all too familiar shift in gravity as the elevator started up.? His eyebrows furrowed together as he thought about what Chord said.? As much as he hated to admit, the man was right.? The gauntlet was meant to test them, test their mettle, their ability to cooperate, but what did they do?? Flirt their way up and down the mountain?? What were they here for?? Become a super hero team or indulge in some debauchery?? Of course it was going to look like none of them were taking this seriously.? It didn't help that he himself was totally all Gen in the same space that was taking him up to his room.? His eyes flicked up to the ceiling, wondering just which of these corners held a camera that watched him then and was probably watching him even now.
When the elevator reached the floor, Kites stepped out and with a flap of his wings, flew up to the second level of their space and alighted on the rail edge, hopping off, then pressing the panel of his door as it opened to let him inside.? Once the door shut, he leaned his head against the its paneling, breathing out a sigh of relief.? Peace, quietness, privacy.? A sanctuary.? It's something that he hoped he could provide Gen with, hoping that the androgyne wasn't too far behind.? He wanted him, he needed him and he wanted to show him.? It just sucked that he had to hold himself back.
"I'm waiting," he whispered against the door, placing both palms against it's coolness.? "I hope you will come."
(Gen)
When she reached Kites' room, Gen pressed the panel for the door, hoping that it would either open for her or would at least let Kites know that someone was wanting in.? A moment later, the door slid open to reveal Kites right on the other side.? And still quite filthy, just as she was.? Which meant he'd been waiting for her.
"Well, I'm here," the androgyne said softly, placing her hands on Kites' chest as she looked up into the winged boy's eyes.? "And I'd like to take that shower with you now.? If you don't think it's gonna make Mister Chord any madder than he already is."
Gen looked down at herself self-consciously, then back up at Kites.? "I think you like me better in boy-mode," she said.? "But I don't want to shift until I'm clean.? I mean, my wings are all muddy, for one thing. And... I don't want any dirt ending up trapped in inconvenient places."? She blushed slightly.? "It happened a few times when they were running some tests on me back at the labs."
"So, what do you think, K?" she asked, pressing herself a bit closer, looking up at him questioningly as their body warmth seeped through their muddy training clothes. "Should we or shouldn't we?" ?
Tag - Kites
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Re: Port Vega: Training Room
(Chord, Imogene, Ireland)
“So today was an interesting and eventful day,” Chord said as he trying to sound upbeat and reassure the team as he walked into the room with Ireland to his left and Harrison to his right. He was fully prepared to fall back and let Harrison advise the team in the whatever manner saw fit, which was exactly what he said he would do when he finally wore her down enough for her to agree to come to work alongside of him to whip this ragtag bunch into shape.
Harrison was just about to speak when Gen cut her off. Chord’s jaw ticked. The taller older man, placed both his hands in his pockets, a move that both Ireland and Brandon would recognize.?
“I got this Imogen,” He said to Harrison as he came to stand deceptively casually before Gen,
Oh this was not going to be good Ireland thought…
“I have never been big on temper tantrum so let me be very clear that neither I nor Ms. Harrison will tolerate them. Thus if you are given to such useless display of emotions this program…we” he gestured to everything around her, “is not a good fit for you. Furthermore, if you found today hard, good. Get used to it. Each new day from here only get harder.? Understand that this is not the Gen saves the world show and judging by the look of your performance today it appears you think it is. And it for damn sure isn’t the pregame show for any kind of extracurricular activity your raging hormones might have your brain preoccupied with.” ?His eyes flicked to Kites.
“This is not some video game. You are not here to live our some hero fantasy. You are not here to eat and get laid.” He said looking first firmly at Gen and then past her to Kites, and then Kat and finally lingering on Brandon with a disappointed look.
“When you walk into this room its real life.? Its test your mettle. Its push your limits. Its learn your weaknesses and test your strengths. It is not play time. Its shut-up, fall back, shut up, stop blaming others for your screw-ups, take some ownership of your mistakes and learn time because what we do here are matters of life and death…for you, your team and civilians. So if today’s activities have your panties in a snit…if you don’t like mine or Harrison’s tactics…the is door right there,” he said stepping aside so that Gen could see there was a clear path to the door with no one blocking her way.
“You can walk out and be about you merry way. None the wiser with our well wishes, otherwise understand your role and the program. And as far as Ireland watching…contrary to what you think,” his eyes landing on Kites. “Ireland is your biggest cheerleader and a wonderful judge of character. And since ?the purpose of today’s exercise was to see what we were working with…if you could adapt and learn. If you were trainable and coachable. We were testing your personal abilities and the ability for you to come together and work together as a team in a high pressure, stressful situations, please understand you failed miserable. If Ireland wasn’t watching, you would still be flying around screaming at unbreakable cameras, potential injuring yourself and your team getting your ass handed to you by battle droids. It was because of her that the bots self-destructed. When neither you or Kites conferred with your team lead about the best way to approach the defeat of the bots...she realized that you were giving the bots the opportunity to learn your movements with your solo continuous attacks. When your team lead failed to do just that...lead... Ireland realized someone was going to get seriously hurt. She is A computer wiz, after asking me...begging me in fact to end the test, she hacked into my computer causing them to self destruct. So make sure you thank her.”
He said moving to the door. “Oh and effective today. Ireland is your new team lead. “
“Wait...what...”Ireland said...she looked at Brandon.?
“Now all of you get washed and changed and eat. I expect anyone who plans to be apart of this team actually be apart of this team to report classroom B first thing tomorrow morning. Good night.” He said gesturing for Imogene to follow him out of the room.
Once Chord and Imogene we’re gone, Ireland turned to Brandon. “I had no idea he was going to do that. I swear.” She said. “I gotta go but we will talk later.” She said leaving out too.
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(Brandon)
He listened to Chord, he realized he was trying to lead from behind making sure everyone was ok.? But apparently it wasn’t enough.? When he mentioned the fact that he didn’t lead them he realized it.? He was still used to doing things on his own.? He didn’t have to say he was disappointed in him…he could feel it, his eyes, his mannerisms.? He honestly would have rather Harrison have told him, he sucked than disappoint his father.? But here he was again focused on…never mind what he was focused on now, it no longer mattered.?
Now to add insult to injury he was demoted and Ireland was put in his place.? ‘Slap in the face and kick in the nuts!? Thanks dad!’? He realized why Rain left now, but it wasn’t worth him leaving.? ‘Some hero he turned out to be!’
Ireland tried to apologize.? He put his hand up to stop her.? “I’m good!”? He said as he watched them leave.? It wasn’t Ireland’s fault he sucked, the blame rested solely at his feet.?
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He turned to Kat and touched her arm gently before he headed up to his room to clean up.? He was easily…no longer hungry? as he made his way to the living room only to let gravity launch him up into the air and floated into his room as he closed the door and began to make his way to the shower.?
(Kat)
Kat listened as the boss talked to them. Well scolded them really. She understood what he was saying though it didn't have to be done this way.?Tired and still hurting from all that they had done, Kat was ready to hit the showers and sleep. She had started to half listen to what was being said when she caught the words that Brandon was being replaced by Ireland as leader of the team. She looked to Chord, Harrison then Ireland, her eyes shown with a mixture of anger and disappointment. He wasn't giving Brandon a chance. Ireland for her part seemed genuinely shocked. Telling Brandon that they would talk later.
To shocked herself she turned to Brandon when she felt his touch I her arm. Turning to him she put her hand on his. She could see the hurt in his eyes, smell it in his scent. Wanting to say something yet not sure as to what, Brandon turned and left. It had been a very long time for Kat to have felt like she wasn't alone. It was a good feeling. One that she wanted to keep, yet she felt as if this was starting to slip away as she watched Brandon walk through the door.?
She turned to briefly look at the others. Those that could smell her scent could tell that she was angry, hurt and confused. Mia could see it in her eyes. "We do better tomorrow. Right?." Her voice held that anger, hurt and confusion yet the group could tell that her emotions were not directed towards them. She gave them a brief small smile then turned to Kite and placed her had on his arm and gave him a bigger one, then left to go after Brandon.?
She didn't need to try and track him down. His scent was easy to follow. Once in the living room she stopped where he had stood and looked up to his room. It only took her a moment to make her way up to his door. Standing outside she remembered what Chord had said about seeing everyone and what they had done together earlier. She reached up knocked then spoke. "I......I going to get cleaned up. If you would like to talk later. I would like to. After dinner? Let me know......Ok?" She stayed for a second then turned to head to her room.
(Mia)
Mia listened and watched everything that transpired.? She couldn't believe that Gen suddenly "attacked" the bosses like that.? What was he thinking?? He could be thrown out on his ass if he wasn't careful.? Then Mr. Chord stepped up and let them know exactly what he needed to.? He didn't beat around the bush, he didn't coddle them, he told them what was what.? She was glad for it because some of them, Gen especially needed to be knocked down a few pegs.
Then he announced that Ireland would be the team leader from then on.? Well, she thought, if they were going to pursue any kind of relationship aside from leader and follower it would have to be outside of this team.
She simply sighed and watched as everyone the bosses left the room.? She didn't say anything to any of them at that point.? There was nothing she could say that would change what happened.? She simply walked out and headed to her own room, showered and dressed for bed.? She was pretty beat, but knew she needed to eat something.??She made a pb and j, had some Cheetos?and juice from her little kitchenette in her room before climbing into bed and was asleep in a matter of seconds. (Exit Mia)
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[Kites]
Kites watched as Gen screamed in barely controlled fury and kicked the droid's head clear across the room.? He already knew that when Chord started addressing them all, it was going to be less a motivational speech that it looked like it was going to be.? Kites was extremely frustrated, a feeling that they all equally shared.? Though they tried their hardest, it obviously wasn't enough because they still managed to fail miserably.? However, he didn't expect that they were all going to be scolded like little children because that's exactly what it felt like, or that he was going to be pointing out several of their "extracurricular activities."? That just further added to the shame and embarrassment that he was feeling in that moment.? They were all cold, sweaty, dirty, exhausted and most than likely very hungry as a result, and yet they had to stand there and be told how much they sucked and how awesome Ireland was for saving their skins.? Thanks, Chord, like we didn't already know it ourselves.? Just rub it in some more.? Kites didn't even want to look at Ireland, much less acknowledge her as their new de-facto leader.? He was still quite a bit sore about being told off for not knowing she was power-less, as if she half expected him to be psychic.? At the very least, she seemed to be just as shocked at this revelation as he was.
Once the dressing down was done, Chord and co left, leaving everyone standing in shock.? After what seemed like minutes, everyone else who was left began to slowly shuffle out of the training room.? First Brandon, looking quite dejected and demoralized.? Then Kat who seemed to be fine on the outside, but he could tell that she was boiling underneath the surface.? He could sense it in her scent, which was typically gentle but was now quite turbulent, revealing a storm of emotions that she was going through.? As she walked past him, reaching for his arm, Kites returned the gesture, extending a wing to her and gently squeezing her hand.? He then let go as Kat disappeared through the doors.? Mia, well...Kites wasn't exactly sure what Mia was feeling.? She simply turned around and wordlessly walked out.? That just left himself and Gen, and Gen seemed to be hit by this the most.? He watched her for a while, the androgyne just listlessly standing in the muck, wings drooping and caked in mud just as the rest of her and himself were.? He wanted nothing more than to run to her side, give her a hug and tell her that they can just try harder tomorrow, but he knew that even if they weren't there, Chord and co were watching.? The last thing he wanted to do was to give Chord more reasons to think that he and Gen didn't make a good team.? It was conflicting and suddenly it made him very angry.
"Come on, Gen.? We're done here.? Let's go get cleaned up," he called out to her, leaving the training room.? It bothered him that he walked out by himself.? It bothered him all the way up to the elevator as he called it down to the floor.? As the doors opened with a woosh and a soft ding, Kites stepped in and punched the button for the living quarters.? He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, feeling that all too familiar shift in gravity as the elevator started up.? His eyebrows furrowed together as he thought about what Chord said.? As much as he hated to admit, the man was right.? The gauntlet was meant to test them, test their mettle, their ability to cooperate, but what did they do?? Flirt their way up and down the mountain?? What were they here for?? Become a super hero team or indulge in some debauchery?? Of course it was going to look like none of them were taking this seriously.? It didn't help that he himself was totally all Gen in the same space that was taking him up to his room.? His eyes flicked up to the ceiling, wondering just which of these corners held a camera that watched him then and was probably watching him even now.
When the elevator reached the floor, Kites stepped out and with a flap of his wings, flew up to the second level of their space and alighted on the rail edge, hopping off, then pressing the panel of his door as it opened to let him inside.? Once the door shut, he leaned his head against the its paneling, breathing out a sigh of relief.? Peace, quietness, privacy.? A sanctuary.? It's something that he hoped he could provide Gen with, hoping that the androgyne wasn't too far behind.? He wanted him, he needed him and he wanted to show him.? It just sucked that he had to hold himself back.
"I'm waiting," he whispered against the door, placing both palms against it's coolness.? "I hope you will come."
(Gen)
It took a lot of Gen's self-control not to take Chord's invitation to just walk away, and the rest to keep her mouth shut until he and Harrison left the training room.? Not surprisingly, the room was dead quiet as the others tried to deal with the dressing-down they'd just received.
She did manage to mumble a grudging "Thanks" to Ireland before the redhead left.? It still stung to know that Ireland had witnessed their humiliation, but it did make her feel a little better to know that Ireland had actually acted to help them.
Brandon left, looking depressed, though Kat tried to comfort him some and then followed after them.? Mia didn't say anything to anyone, though Gen got the feeling that the water manipulator was annoyed with her personally when she departed.
That just left Gen and Kites.? He looked to Gen and beckoned her to come with him to get cleaned up.? "I'll join you in a minute, okay?"
When the winged youth had left, the androgyne squatted down and hugged her knees tightly, rocking back and forth on her heels as she brooded over the situation, fighting down one impulse after the other.? She _wanted_ to stay.? It was nice to be around others who, like her, were different from ordinary people.? And she _had_ been having fun up until this. ?
Finally she stood up, looking up in the general direction of where she thought the cameras might be.? "Mister Chord, I know I don't know a lot about social interactions and things, but you have to be one of the _worst_ motivational speakers on the planet!"
With that, Gen stalked out of the training room with as much indignity as her still-mud-soaked self could manage.
(End of thread - everyone has exited)
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Re: Seven Fingers- Calon y M?r (Sara, Henri, Kir, John)
<John Merriweather> ? ????? “Mayhaps,” John replied, “I shall avail myself of said punch that you;re packing.” They had passed the current shoreline, and now strolled streets long dead, drowned beneath the waters of Kingston Harbor. Misty spirit forms were their only companions on the ancient street. ????? “Look there,” John said as he pointed at the entrance to an ale house. “See how well defined that place is? It’s remembered strongly, as if by a powerful spirit.” He winked, “just the sort we are stalking. ‘One Eyed Pete’s’,” he read hanging the sign over the door, “sounds like a lovely establishment. Shall we?” He offered his arm to Kir as he opened the door.
<Kir>
? ?Kir grinned at Johns comment about not wanting to be punched by her. As they walked she could see things that looked almost permanent and other things that seemed to be faded, almost non existent. The flow of magic felt different here. She was surprised that she could feel it.? ? ?When John pointed out an ale house she could see the difference in the fact that out of all the other structures, this one felt more real. She took his offered arm as they moved to enter the 'One Eyed Pete's.' "So a powerful spirit can effect the substance of things here?"
Tag John
On Tue, Jan 7, 2020 at 7:55 PM, dano9672 <dano9672.dc@...> wrote: <Sara Merrick>
????? Sara regarded Bonnie as if she had just grown to heads. Sara went quiet waiting. Sure the woman was joking with her. But the punchline never came. Sara let out a small reluctant chuckle. But still, the woman's face was steadfast and earnest. Sara frowned. "Bonne," she began. "Surely you are joking." When the woman said nothing more. "Bonnie, surely you know that can not be the case. There is just no way."
????? Sara went quiet then. Contemplating Bonnie's words. "What else about him do you find peculiar?"
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<Bonnie, deceased NPC waitress>
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????? The spirit wench faded slightly, her form flickering as her attention was drawn to contemplation and away from maintaining her form. Suddenly she returned to form and leaned forward conspiratorily. “’E’s not right in the ‘ead,” she whispered. “’E’s got smarts, see,” she tapped her own head, “but it’s not focused. ‘Is mind flitters about like a wee bird, it does. Sure ‘n ye seen that, aye?”
????? She winked then. “The Cap’n focused on yerself for a spell. I thought mayhaps ye’d be able t’ suss ‘im out, but ‘e’s wandered off again, ‘asn’t ‘e?”
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(Kir)
????? Kir listened as John explained his thoughts and what he planned on doing. When he shuddered a little and said if the Wizard was belligerent and would kick his ass, she shook her head. "I will not let that happen dear heart. I may be small but I pack one hell of a punch." She looked to John and grinned.
<John Merriweather>
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????? “Mayhaps,” John replied, “I shall avail myself of said punch that you;re packing.” They had passed the current shoreline, and now strolled streets long dead, drowned beneath the waters of Kingston Harbor. Misty spirit forms were their only companions on the ancient street.
????? “Look there,” John said as he pointed at the entrance to an ale house. “See how well defined that place is? It’s remembered strongly, as if by a powerful spirit.” He winked, “just the sort we are stalking. ‘One Eyed Pete’s’,” he read hanging the sign over the door, “sounds like a lovely establishment. Shall we?” He offered his arm to Kir as he opened the door.
TAG- Sara, Kir, any
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Re: The Door Between Two Worlds [Roue and Rabbit] (closed)
OOC - no worries. ?Looking forward to it as always :)
On Sun, Jan 12, 2020 at 5:00 AM, Whitt Pond < whittpond@...> wrote: OOC - Ignore that last post.? I meant to just save it as a draft but hit send instead.? Sorry for the confusion. Will post later.
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Re: Port Vega: Training Room
(Chord, Imogene, Ireland)
“So today was an interesting and eventful day,” Chord said as he trying to sound upbeat and reassure the team as he walked into the room with Ireland to his left and Harrison to his right. He was fully prepared to fall back and let Harrison advise the team in the whatever manner saw fit, which was exactly what he said he would do when he finally wore her down enough for her to agree to come to work alongside of him to whip this ragtag bunch into shape.
Harrison was just about to speak when Gen cut her off. Chord’s jaw ticked. The taller older man, placed both his hands in his pockets, a move that both Ireland and Brandon would recognize.?
“I got this Imogen,” He said to Harrison as he came to stand deceptively casually before Gen,
Oh this was not going to be good Ireland thought…
“I have never been big on temper tantrum so let me be very clear that neither I nor Ms. Harrison will tolerate them. Thus if you are given to such useless display of emotions this program…we” he gestured to everything around her, “is not a good fit for you. Furthermore, if you found today hard, good. Get used to it. Each new day from here only get harder.? Understand that this is not the Gen saves the world show and judging by the look of your performance today it appears you think it is. And it for damn sure isn’t the pregame show for any kind of extracurricular activity your raging hormones might have your brain preoccupied with.” ?His eyes flicked to Kites.
“This is not some video game. You are not here to live our some hero fantasy. You are not here to eat and get laid.” He said looking first firmly at Gen and then past her to Kites, and then Kat and finally lingering on Brandon with a disappointed look.
“When you walk into this room its real life.? Its test your mettle. Its push your limits. Its learn your weaknesses and test your strengths. It is not play time. Its shut-up, fall back, shut up, stop blaming others for your screw-ups, take some ownership of your mistakes and learn time because what we do here are matters of life and death…for you, your team and civilians. So if today’s activities have your panties in a snit…if you don’t like mine or Harrison’s tactics…the is door right there,” he said stepping aside so that Gen could see there was a clear path to the door with no one blocking her way.
“You can walk out and be about you merry way. None the wiser with our well wishes, otherwise understand your role and the program. And as far as Ireland watching…contrary to what you think,” his eyes landing on Kites. “Ireland is your biggest cheerleader and a wonderful judge of character. And since ?the purpose of today’s exercise was to see what we were working with…if you could adapt and learn. If you were trainable and coachable. We were testing your personal abilities and the ability for you to come together and work together as a team in a high pressure, stressful situations, please understand you failed miserable. If Ireland wasn’t watching, you would still be flying around screaming at unbreakable cameras, potential injuring yourself and your team getting your ass handed to you by battle droids. It was because of her that the bots self-destructed. When neither you or Kites conferred with your team lead about the best way to approach the defeat of the bots...she realized that you were giving the bots the opportunity to learn your movements with your solo continuous attacks. When your team lead failed to do just that...lead... Ireland realized someone was going to get seriously hurt. She is A computer wiz, after asking me...begging me in fact to end the test, she hacked into my computer causing them to self destruct. So make sure you thank her.”
He said moving to the door. “Oh and effective today. Ireland is your new team lead. “
“Wait...what...”Ireland said...she looked at Brandon.?
“Now all of you get washed and changed and eat. I expect anyone who plans to be apart of this team actually be apart of this team to report classroom B first thing tomorrow morning. Good night.” He said gesturing for Imogene to follow him out of the room.
Once Chord and Imogene we’re gone, Ireland turned to Brandon. “I had no idea he was going to do that. I swear.” She said. “I gotta go but we will talk later.” She said leaving out too.
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(Brandon)
He listened to Chord, he realized he was trying to lead from behind making sure everyone was ok.? But apparently it wasn’t enough.? When he mentioned the fact that he didn’t lead them he realized it.? He was still used to doing things on his own.? He didn’t have to say he was disappointed in him…he could feel it, his eyes, his mannerisms.? He honestly would have rather Harrison have told him, he sucked than disappoint his father.? But here he was again focused on…never mind what he was focused on now, it no longer mattered.?
Now to add insult to injury he was demoted and Ireland was put in his place.? ‘Slap in the face and kick in the nuts!? Thanks dad!’? He realized why Rain left now, but it wasn’t worth him leaving.? ‘Some hero he turned out to be!’
Ireland tried to apologize.? He put his hand up to stop her.? “I’m good!”? He said as he watched them leave.? It wasn’t Ireland’s fault he sucked, the blame rested solely at his feet.?
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He turned to Kat and touched her arm gently before he headed up to his room to clean up.? He was easily…no longer hungry? as he made his way to the living room only to let gravity launch him up into the air and floated into his room as he closed the door and began to make his way to the shower.?
(Kat)
Kat listened as the boss talked to them. Well scolded them really. She understood what he was saying though it didn't have to be done this way.?Tired and still hurting from all that they had done, Kat was ready to hit the showers and sleep. She had started to half listen to what was being said when she caught the words that Brandon was being replaced by Ireland as leader of the team. She looked to Chord, Harrison then Ireland, her eyes shown with a mixture of anger and disappointment. He wasn't giving Brandon a chance. Ireland for her part seemed genuinely shocked. Telling Brandon that they would talk later.
To shocked herself she turned to Brandon when she felt his touch I her arm. Turning to him she put her hand on his. She could see the hurt in his eyes, smell it in his scent. Wanting to say something yet not sure as to what, Brandon turned and left. It had been a very long time for Kat to have felt like she wasn't alone. It was a good feeling. One that she wanted to keep, yet she felt as if this was starting to slip away as she watched Brandon walk through the door.?
She turned to briefly look at the others. Those that could smell her scent could tell that she was angry, hurt and confused. Mia could see it in her eyes. "We do better tomorrow. Right?." Her voice held that anger, hurt and confusion yet the group could tell that her emotions were not directed towards them. She gave them a brief small smile then turned to Kite and placed her had on his arm and gave him a bigger one, then left to go after Brandon.?
She didn't need to try and track him down. His scent was easy to follow. Once in the living room she stopped where he had stood and looked up to his room. It only took her a moment to make her way up to his door. Standing outside she remembered what Chord had said about seeing everyone and what they had done together earlier. She reached up knocked then spoke. "I......I going to get cleaned up. If you would like to talk later. I would like to. After dinner? Let me know......Ok?" She stayed for a second then turned to head to her room.
(Mia)
Mia listened and watched everything that transpired.? She couldn't believe that Gen suddenly "attacked" the bosses like that.? What was he thinking?? He could be thrown out on his ass if he wasn't careful.? Then Mr. Chord stepped up and let them know exactly what he needed to.? He didn't beat around the bush, he didn't coddle them, he told them what was what.? She was glad for it because some of them, Gen especially needed to be knocked down a few pegs.
Then he announced that Ireland would be the team leader from then on.? Well, she thought, if they were going to pursue any kind of relationship aside from leader and follower it would have to be outside of this team.
She simply sighed and watched as everyone the bosses left the room.? She didn't say anything to any of them at that point.? There was nothing she could say that would change what happened.? She simply walked out and headed to her own room, showered and dressed for bed.? She was pretty beat, but knew she needed to eat something.??She made a pb and j, had some Cheetos?and juice from her little kitchenette in her room before climbing into bed and was asleep in a matter of seconds. (Exit Mia)
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[Kites]
Kites watched as Gen screamed in barely controlled fury and kicked the droid's head clear across the room.? He already knew that when Chord started addressing them all, it was going to be less a motivational speech that it looked like it was going to be.? Kites was extremely frustrated, a feeling that they all equally shared.? Though they tried their hardest, it obviously wasn't enough because they still managed to fail miserably.? However, he didn't expect that they were all going to be scolded like little children because that's exactly what it felt like, or that he was going to be pointing out several of their "extracurricular activities."? That just further added to the shame and embarrassment that he was feeling in that moment.? They were all cold, sweaty, dirty, exhausted and most than likely very hungry as a result, and yet they had to stand there and be told how much they sucked and how awesome Ireland was for saving their skins.? Thanks, Chord, like we didn't already know it ourselves.? Just rub it in some more.? Kites didn't even want to look at Ireland, much less acknowledge her as their new de-facto leader.? He was still quite a bit sore about being told off for not knowing she was power-less, as if she half expected him to be psychic.? At the very least, she seemed to be just as shocked at this revelation as he was.
Once the dressing down was done, Chord and co left, leaving everyone standing in shock.? After what seemed like minutes, everyone else who was left began to slowly shuffle out of the training room.? First Brandon, looking quite dejected and demoralized.? Then Kat who seemed to be fine on the outside, but he could tell that she was boiling underneath the surface.? He could sense it in her scent, which was typically gentle but was now quite turbulent, revealing a storm of emotions that she was going through.? As she walked past him, reaching for his arm, Kites returned the gesture, extending a wing to her and gently squeezing her hand.? He then let go as Kat disappeared through the doors.? Mia, well...Kites wasn't exactly sure what Mia was feeling.? She simply turned around and wordlessly walked out.? That just left himself and Gen, and Gen seemed to be hit by this the most.? He watched her for a while, the androgyne just listlessly standing in the muck, wings drooping and caked in mud just as the rest of her and himself were.? He wanted nothing more than to run to her side, give her a hug and tell her that they can just try harder tomorrow, but he knew that even if they weren't there, Chord and co were watching.? The last thing he wanted to do was to give Chord more reasons to think that he and Gen didn't make a good team.? It was conflicting and suddenly it made him very angry.
"Come on, Gen.? We're done here.? Let's go get cleaned up," he called out to her, leaving the training room.? It bothered him that he walked out by himself.? It bothered him all the way up to the elevator as he called it down to the floor.? As the doors opened with a woosh and a soft ding, Kites stepped in and punched the button for the living quarters.? He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, feeling that all too familiar shift in gravity as the elevator started up.? His eyebrows furrowed together as he thought about what Chord said.? As much as he hated to admit, the man was right.? The gauntlet was meant to test them, test their mettle, their ability to cooperate, but what did they do?? Flirt their way up and down the mountain?? What were they here for?? Become a super hero team or indulge in some debauchery?? Of course it was going to look like none of them were taking this seriously.? It didn't help that he himself was totally all Gen in the same space that was taking him up to his room.? His eyes flicked up to the ceiling, wondering just which of these corners held a camera that watched him then and was probably watching him even now.
When the elevator reached the floor, Kites stepped out and with a flap of his wings, flew up to the second level of their space and alighted on the rail edge, hopping off, then pressing the panel of his door as it opened to let him inside.? Once the door shut, he leaned his head against the its paneling, breathing out a sigh of relief.? Peace, quietness, privacy.? A sanctuary.? It's something that he hoped he could provide Gen with, hoping that the androgyne wasn't too far behind.? He wanted him, he needed him and he wanted to show him.? It just sucked that he had to hold himself back.
"I'm waiting," he whispered against the door, placing both palms against it's coolness.? "I hope you will come."
( Tag Gen, Brandon, Kat, Mia, with Chord and co posting at random)
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Re: The Door Between Two Worlds [Roue and Rabbit] (closed)
OOC - Ignore that last post.? I meant to just save it as a draft but hit send instead.? Sorry for the confusion. Will post later.
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Re: The Door Between Two Worlds [Roue and Rabbit] (closed)
[Roue]
Having zero comprehension of what Rabbit was saying, when the slightly shorter youth addressed the elf again and then slid under his arm, the wizard at first thought that he was looking for a hug.? Remembering his social cues and training, he was just about to too, getting ready to reach around, when the other indicated towards the door of the bath and made a motion for them both to start walking together.? He felt his cheeks grow hot at the misunderstanding, instead reaching back up to scratch his cheek instead, as they left the hot, steamy room.? As they slowly made their way back, the elf now realized why Rabbit clung to him at that moment.? He wasn't sure if it was exhaustion or too much steam, but his head was spinning a bit and he was still unsteady on his feet, so that fact that Rabbit acted as his support was very welcome.
As they walked back to the room, Roue didn't pay so much attention to what Rabbit was saying but as to how he was saying it.? Lowering his head a bit, he trained his ears to listen to the inflections in his tone as his eyes focused on how his lips moved.? Though the words sounded like gibberish to him, he was still trying to wordlessly mimic the way the other man was spoke, in a weird sort of way of trying to make a connection, any connection, to the strange language he was hearing.? He didn't even realize how much he was staring until Rabbit suddenly looked up at him, his look a bit softer than he expected, immediately looking away, cheeks rising in color.? He had to stop that - staring was rude.? It's something he was taught from a very early age, but he couldn't help it.? Roue had to keep telling himself that it was nothing else...that there was nothing else except the desire to understand each other.
Once they got back inside the room, Rabbit helped the wizard to the bed, but then started motioning for something.? It wasn't until he produced some coins that Roue understood what he was asking for.? Taking the money pouch out, he unfastened the top and stretched his hands out, welcoming the other to take whatever and however much he needed.? He half expected that the lot of it would be gone but his expression changed to one of a surprise when Rabbit only took out a few medallions all of which were of a small value.? The wizard questioned why he would take so little but Rabbit simply waved him away, showing that this was enough, at least for now.? Pulling the string taught and tying them into a knot, Roue re-fastened the top and then shoved the pouch back under the pillow.? When he looked back, the other man indicated that it was now okay to undress and head to bed, so he proceed to do so as instructed.
The elf started by kicking off his shoes, using his heels to hold the soles down so he could pull out his feet.? Placing the pair of boots onto the bedside bench, he then stood up and hooked his fingers into his pant waist.? Unlike the wizarding outfit which required one to wiggle out of them almost like a worm, there was no such struggle as Roue easily slipped out of the pants and neatly folded them on top of the shoes.? The shame of having previously discarded his clothing like a ne'er-do-well floated up to the forefront of his mind so he wanted to make sure that he didn't do something so uncouth again, so when he slipped the shirt off, it too went neatly on top of the rest of the pile.? Once he was clad in nothing but his underwear, Roue promptly jumped into bed, pulling the comforter right up to his neck and then cocooning himself by piling the rest of the blankets around him.? The bedding was so soft he felt as if he was surrounded by clouds, and all the better, as at this point he was just about ready to drop into la-la land.
"<Thank you, Rabbit>," Roue said, turning his head to face him.? The young man said something back, eliciting a small chuckle as he smiled, though he knew not what was said.? Once Rabbit made sure that Roue was all set, however, he turned around and left, leaving the elf all to himself.? Now that he was along with his thoughts, Roue thought back to the entire day's events.? He had not expected this kindness nor this level of service after having been on the run for so long.? How long was this going to last, he wondered, I'm going to have to leave sooner or later.? He suddenly felt like he did not want to be alone, that he did want some kind of companionship, but it was too late to call the other back.? It would probably be super awkward anyway, he reasoned, seeing as they just met and barely even knew each other.? He pulled the covers closer to him as he laid in the dark for a little while, waiting for sleep to claim him.? It didn't take long and soon he was deeply sleeping, the exhaustion and stress finally claiming him.
(Rabbit)
Tag - Roue
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(Branson)
Branson felt strange after he stepped out of the shower.? It was hard to believe that apparently he and Sam had been unconscious for two days, but that's what everyone said.? It was a struggle to remember what exactly had happened, but his gut told him that it was not an experience he wanted to repeat.? The very thought sent chills up his back and had him looking anxiously over his shoulder. ?
He began pulling on fresh clothes, wanting to go check on Sam.? But at the same time, he was feeling an urge to go clean and polish everyone's boots?? Who did he even know that wore the kind of boots that needed polishing?
(Callum, Jaimie)
"Dae ye think she'll be a'richt, Laird Callum?" Jaimie asked anxiously. The two ghosts were hanging back in the shadows outside the door to Scheherazade's room. ? " 'Twas worrisome 'n' passing streenge, her bein' asleep lik' that fur twa days."?
"Ah hope so, Jaimie," Callum said, his face a study of concern.? "It were Kirstene's doin', ah'm sure.? But the doctor said there was no harm done.? Still..." he looked again into the room where the American woman was trying to rouse herself from the bed "...ah'd very much like to know what might have gone on in her head these past two days.? Ah mean, she didn' wake up screamin' or the like, but _somethin'_ must've been goin' on.? Ah can feel it in the air."
?- Sam, Friends -
Once Scheherazade was left alone, she sat up. With a deep sigh, she blinked at her surrounds. Two says? ?Was that even possible? Apparently it was because it happened...both she and Branson were unconscious for two says.?
As she wracked her mind trying to remember what knocked her out, all she could remember was bits and pieces of the strange dream she had. She could remember anyone’s faces...just the love. There was a lot of love.?
Standing from the bed, Sam moved out onto the the balcony. Breathing in the early afternoon air. It was warm...warmer than when she arrived. And she could see the gardens from here...the gardens. The gardens she did remember. They were beautiful once.
“I will make the beautiful again.” She said aloud.
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Re: [YOLW] Re: What Lies In The Heart (closed)
(Angus, The Dragon)
"You are no 'simple girl', Mistress Mikayla," Angus said as he rose to his feet at the girl's urging. "And magical ability can be found in the strangest places.? The master has put many, many girls to the test over the years."? The man turned to regard her with grizzled respect.? "You are the only one who was able to read the book."?
At her request to be taken to the dragon, Angus nodded and bowed slightly.? "As you wish, mistress.? I believe he has recovered enough for you to see him now."
"Please forgive the master for his bouts of rage and foul temper," the man went on as he led Mikayla out of the chamber and into the hallway that led to one of the keep's towers.? "The years - and the disappointments - have taken their toll on him.? He is now the dragon and the dragon is him, and it's a continuing struggle within him as to which will dominate. But he still respects courage.? Always remember that. So long as you show no fear, he will not give in to the beast within."
Angus was silent for the rest of the time as they ascended the stairwell leading up through the tower.? He stopped at the doorway to the tower proper and knocked on the door.? "Master?? Mistress Mikayla would like to see you."
"Now?" a deep voice rumbled from the other side of the oaken door, not sounding at all pleased.? "Where was she before, when I actually needed her?"
Angus spared a please-bear-with-him look to Mikayla, then turned his attention back to the door.? "Would you rather I send her away?"
"No!" The word rang out with such force that the door fairly rattled on its hinges, this time tinged with a note of panic.? A moment passed before the deep voice resumed, this time with less volume and more calm.? "Please bid her enter... if it pleases her to do so."
With that, Angus opened the door inward and bowed to let Mikayla pass.? Inside the tower room, the Dragon waited, perched on a stone dias.? But through he was trying to look imperious, there was a visible strain in his body language, as if it was taking all of his strength just to keep himself upright.? "Welcome back, my lady," he managed, bowing his head slightly.? "I..."? the word hung in the air as he tried to collect his thoughts.? "...welcome back," he finished lamely, almost collapsing as he let himself lie lower on the dias, unable to keep himself propped up any longer.
?- Mikayla -
Mikayla smiles softly at Angus, but inside she was lost in thought. There was no way she had any magical abilities. Just no way.
She tried not to wring her hands as she walked, listening to him tell the story of the Dragon. It made her wonder what happened to all the girl who had been her before her? Had they been eaten...set free...Were they not allowed to come back to the village?
Mikayla listened to Angus...show no fear. She feared that maybe harder than it seemed.?Sooner than she was ready they were at his door.?
Show no fear she repeated and willed herself to calm down. As she stepped inside...one look at the Dragon caused her to gasped. He looked small and frail and in so much pain.
Quickly she came to him. But not too quickly. He needed his pride. “Thank you good sir,” she said. “Have you broken you fast this morning yet?” She asked coming to sit beside him on the edge of the dais.
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Re: [YOLW] Re: What Lies In The Heart (closed)
?- Mikayla -
As she listened much of what he told her she had already figured out. The minute he said he was the dog that would not let her pass, she remember the dog from the story...Angus.?Everything started to come to her then.?
She understood then that Angus was the dog and the Dragon was the young idealistic mage who thought he could right the ills of the world. But he was cruel now. Angry. Bitter.
“All the girls from the village... he was searching for someone who could read the book.” She said more to herself than to Angus.
However when he dropped to one knee, she gasped. “Please Angus no,” she said taking him by the arm. Please you give me too much credit. I am but a simple girl. I have no magical ability. I am sure there is a reason for what happened that has less to do with me and more to do with the moon or the season or just how hope you both are. Please, please stand.” She said pulling him up his feet.
“Will you please take me too him. I wish to see him now.” She said.?
(Angus, The Dragon)
"You are no 'simple girl', Mistress Mikayla," Angus said as he rose to his feet at the girl's urging. "And magical ability can be found in the strangest places.? The master has put many, many girls to the test over the years."? The man turned to regard her with grizzled respect.? "You are the only one who was able to read the book."?
At her request to be taken to the dragon, Angus nodded and bowed slightly.? "As you wish, mistress.? I believe he has recovered enough for you to see him now."
"Please forgive the master for his bouts of rage and foul temper," the man went on as he led Mikayla out of the chamber and into the hallway that led to one of the keep's towers.? "The years - and the disappointments - have taken their toll on him.? He is now the dragon and the dragon is him, and it's a continuing struggle within him as to which will dominate. But he still respects courage.? Always remember that. So long as you show no fear, he will not give in to the beast within."
Angus was silent for the rest of the time as they ascended the stairwell leading up through the tower.? He stopped at the doorway to the tower proper and knocked on the door.? "Master?? Mistress Mikayla would like to see you."
"Now?" a deep voice rumbled from the other side of the oaken door, not sounding at all pleased.? "Where was she before, when I actually needed her?"
Angus spared a please-bear-with-him look to Mikayla, then turned his attention back to the door.? "Would you rather I send her away?"
"No!" The word rang out with such force that the door fairly rattled on its hinges, this time tinged with a note of panic.? A moment passed before the deep voice resumed, this time with less volume and more calm.? "Please bid her enter... if it pleases her to do so."
With that, Angus opened the door inward and bowed to let Mikayla pass.? Inside the tower room, the Dragon waited, perched on a stone dias.? But through he was trying to look imperious, there was a visible strain in his body language, as if it was taking all of his strength just to keep himself upright.? "Welcome back, my lady," he managed, bowing his head slightly.? "I..."? the word hung in the air as he tried to collect his thoughts.? "...welcome back," he finished lamely, almost collapsing as he let himself lie lower on the dias, unable to keep himself propped up any longer.
Tag - Mikayla
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Re: The Door Between Two Worlds [Roue and Rabbit] (closed)
(Rabbit)
Rabbit could make out his name in what Roue was saying but nothing else. The man seemed startled at first - probably because he was waking up in an unfamiliar place - but quickly calmed down once he'd looked around a bit.? He was still apparently very tired though, yawning and looking ready to fall right back to sleep again, even as he was making gestures that made it clear that that was what he was wanting. ?
"Uhm, okay," Rabbit said, looking around the bath for a moment before turning back to Roue.? "But you can't, uhm, you know, s-sleep in here.? This particular bath is pretty p-popular, and there'll be other people wantin' to use it. Let's get you back to the private room you were in, okay?"? The little vampire helped the stranger get to his feet and then slipped his shoulder's under the man's arm to help keep him steady as they left the Roman bath.
"We r-really need to get you an account set up, Mister Roue," Rabbit said as they headed around the fringes of the main club room to where the private room they'd been using was.? Especially if'n you're gonna, you know, b-be here for a while. I mean, I'd be more'n happy to let you stay in my room..." he said, chewing his lip pensively as he glanced up at the elf's handsome face, adding a wistful "... and in my, uhm, b-bed, if'n you like.? But I cain' do that 'cause of the, uhm, you know, r-rules here 'n all. Leastwise not until you can, you know, understand me 'n all."
When they finally reached the private room, Rabbit helped the sleepy Roue over to the edge of the bed, then stood in front of him.? "You can sleep here, Mister Roue. But I need to go and, uhm, let the management know that you're gonna be usin' the room for a while.? And since you ain' a, uhm, you know, Dionysus m-member, I need to get you some, uh, c-credit."? The little vampire fidgeted awkwardly, trying to mime gestures of the pouch Roue had shown him before.? Finally he dug into his pocket and brought out a few coins and showed them to Roue, then gave the elf a questioning look.? When Roue got it and brought out his pouch, Rabbit picked three of the smaller coins, trying to get one of each kind, then pushed the rest of the pouch back into Roue's hands.? "I just n-need these," he said, slipping them into his pocket, "to show 'em you've got money, even if'n I got no idea wh-where these're from.? I'll bring 'em back when I'm done, okay?"
"Meanwhile, you can just, uhm, get some sleep while I'm gone, okay?"? Rabbit copied Roue's earlier mime about sleeping and nodded at the bed.? The little vampire hesitated, then said "Uhm, you should p-probably take your clothes off before you sleep though. At least your shirt 'n p-pants?" He mimed taking those garments off and hanging them up.? "You know, so's you can still wear 'em when you wake up?" The little vampire couldn't help giggling impishly a bit when he added "Of course, ifn' you wanna take _everythin'_ off, I wouldn' mind that either." ?
You shouldn' be flirtin' like that, Rabbit chided himself, recovering his self-control.? Not till he can understand you anyways.? "Anyways, you go ahead and I'll be b-back and check on you in a few hours, okay?"? With that, he quietly slipped out of the room and left the stranger alone.
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"Where did you get these, Rabbit?" Antonin asked, eyeing the coins curiously through a jeweler's eyepiece.
"From a, uhm, g-guest," the little vampire replied. At the man's questioning look, Rabbit became defensive.? "I didn' s-steal 'em!? You know I don' do n-none of that inside the club!"?
"I didn't say you did, kid," the cashier said, motioning for Rabbit to calm down.? "I was only asking."? Antonin was one of the few Dionysus staff members who could get away with calling the deceptively young-looking vampire a 'kid'.? No one except possibly the boss knew how old Antonin was, but from the stories the man would sometimes tell, he knew it was at least a couple of centuries.
"Well, uhm, the thing is," Rabbit began, biting his lip, "he kinda needs a place to stay, but he ain' a, uhm, you know, Dionysus member. So I wanna try'n, you know, s-set up some credit for him.? It's kinda tricky right now, 'cause he comes from somewhere where they don' seem to speak any language I've ever even heard in the club.? And we get f-folks from, you know, everywhere!"
"Yeah," Antonin said, nodding distractedly as he continued to examine the coins.? "We do. We do indeed."
"So," Rabbit said when the man finally looked up again.? "Are they worth anythin'?" he asked anxiously. "And can he stay?"?
"Oh, he can stay alright. I'll need to check these out, but if they're what I think they are, he can stay just as long as he wants."? The cashier removed his eyepiece and regarded the little vampire speculatively for a moment, as if pondering how much to tell him.? "I'll need to keep these for now," he said finally, "but you can tell your guest that his credit's good with the club. Okay?"
"S-sure thing!" Rabbit said, much relieved, relaxing for the first time since entering the cashier's room which overlooked the club's main floor.
"One thing though," the man cautioned, his dark-as-coal eyes fixing on Rabbit's to make sure he had the 'boy's attention. "I wouldn't go showing these around. Especially not in here. They could attract the wrong kind of attention."
"Oh. Uhm, s-sure thing," Rabbit said standing up again.? "I'll make sure he kn-knows that too.? And, uh, thanks, Antonin.? I owe you."
"Yes, yes you do," the cashier said with a wry glint in his eye. "But it can wait."? As the little vampire turned to leave, the cashier went back to his books, waving Rabbit away with a final admonishing "Remember, you're staff.? Be good!"
[Roue]
Having zero comprehension of what Rabbit was saying, when the slightly shorter youth addressed the elf again and then slid under his arm, the wizard at first thought that he was looking for a hug.? Remembering his social cues and training, he was just about to too, getting ready to reach around, when the other indicated towards the door of the bath and made a motion for them both to start walking together.? He felt his cheeks grow hot at the misunderstanding, instead reaching back up to scratch his cheek instead, as they left the hot, steamy room.? As they slowly made their way back, the elf now realized why Rabbit clung to him at that moment.? He wasn't sure if it was exhaustion or too much steam, but his head was spinning a bit and he was still unsteady on his feet, so that fact that Rabbit acted as his support was very welcome.
As they walked back to the room, Roue didn't pay so much attention to what Rabbit was saying but as to how he was saying it.? Lowering his head a bit, he trained his ears to listen to the inflections in his tone as his eyes focused on how his lips moved.? Though the words sounded like gibberish to him, he was still trying to wordlessly mimic the way the other man was spoke, in a weird sort of way of trying to make a connection, any connection, to the strange language he was hearing.? He didn't even realize how much he was staring until Rabbit suddenly looked up at him, his look a bit softer than he expected, immediately looking away, cheeks rising in color.? He had to stop that - staring was rude.? It's something he was taught from a very early age, but he couldn't help it.? Roue had to keep telling himself that it was nothing else...that there was nothing else except the desire to understand each other.
Once they got back inside the room, Rabbit helped the wizard to the bed, but then started motioning for something.? It wasn't until he produced some coins that Roue understood what he was asking for.? Taking the money pouch out, he unfastened the top and stretched his hands out, welcoming the other to take whatever and however much he needed.? He half expected that the lot of it would be gone but his expression changed to one of a surprise when Rabbit only took out a few medallions all of which were of a small value.? The wizard questioned why he would take so little but Rabbit simply waved him away, showing that this was enough, at least for now.? Pulling the string taught and tying them into a knot, Roue re-fastened the top and then shoved the pouch back under the pillow.? When he looked back, the other man indicated that it was now okay to undress and head to bed, so he proceed to do so as instructed.
The elf started by kicking off his shoes, using his heels to hold the soles down so he could pull out his feet.? Placing the pair of boots onto the bedside bench, he then stood up and hooked his fingers into his pant waist.? Unlike the wizarding outfit which required one to wiggle out of them almost like a worm, there was no such struggle as Roue easily slipped out of the pants and neatly folded them on top of the shoes.? The shame of having previously discarded his clothing like a ne'er-do-well floated up to the forefront of his mind so he wanted to make sure that he didn't do something so uncouth again, so when he slipped the shirt off, it too went neatly on top of the rest of the pile.? Once he was clad in nothing but his underwear, Roue promptly jumped into bed, pulling the comforter right up to his neck and then cocooning himself by piling the rest of the blankets around him.? The bedding was so soft he felt as if he was surrounded by clouds, and all the better, as at this point he was just about ready to drop into la-la land.
"<Thank you, Rabbit>," Roue said, turning his head to face him.? The young man said something back, eliciting a small chuckle as he smiled, though he knew not what was said.? Once Rabbit made sure that Roue was all set, however, he turned around and left, leaving the elf all to himself.? Now that he was along with his thoughts, Roue thought back to the entire day's events.? He had not expected this kindness nor this level of service after having been on the run for so long.? How long was this going to last, he wondered, I'm going to have to leave sooner or later.? He suddenly felt like he did not want to be alone, that he did want some kind of companionship, but it was too late to call the other back.? It would probably be super awkward anyway, he reasoned, seeing as they just met and barely even knew each other.? He pulled the covers closer to him as he laid in the dark for a little while, waiting for sleep to claim him.? It didn't take long and soon he was deeply sleeping, the exhaustion and stress finally claiming him.
<Tag Rabbit.>
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Re: The Door Between Two Worlds [Roue and Rabbit] (closed)
[Roue]
Roue was fast asleep, his chest rising and falling evenly with his breaths.? There were no nightmares this time but no dreams either.? Subconsciously, it was as if he was just floating out in the middle of dark space, cradled by a grayish sort of liquid that cushioned his body.? Though the bench didn't quite have enough space to really be sleeping on one, he managed to somehow balance himself on it when he decided to turn to his side, slipping his hand under the towel to provide some additional support.? This action caused him to breathe out heavily though he did not wake.
The wizard didn't even stir when Rabbit decided to move in for a closer inspection.? Despite his ears listening for any unnatural external noises, there were none except for the gentle splashing of the water in the bath, so if that didn't wake him up, then Rabbit's more than silent movements certainly would not have disturbed him either.? Even when the other was just about hovering over him, the youthful elf gave no indication that he had sensed anything at all.? The only thing he did when he shifted again was hug himself tightly, subconsciously seeking physical comfort that he has been missing all these years.
It wasn't till Rabbit suddenly cried out that Roue was startled awake.? In his half-asleep stupor, he thought he was being attacked and kicked forward with his legs, his feet alighting with the floor and instead of actually kicking anything, he pushed himself backwards and promptly fell off the bench, legs danging over the top.? His back hit the floor first followed by his head, first knocking the wind out of him and at the same time causing him to cry out as his skull collided with the tile.? Curling up into a ball, he cradled his head in his arms as he waited for the stars to subside in his eyes.? Once the pounding had dulled into a small ache, he propped himself up with his hand and turned around to see Rabbit close by him, his heels teetering on the edge of the pool.
"<Rabbit?? Wh-what happened?? Were we being attacked?>" Roue asked, rubbing the back of his back with his right hand.? "<Are you okay?? when did you come back?>"? He hoped that despite their lack of verbal understanding, that the other could feel the inflections in his tone.? Swiveling his head, he noticed no one else in the bathroom except for himself and his host.? Placing one hand on his chest, he breathed out a sigh of relief which inveritably turned into a deep yawn that he tried to stifle with his arm.? Though he'd just woken up, his body was calling for more rest, preferably not on the bench and not in the steamy room either.? Using the back of the bench as support, he stood up, dusting himself off and then widely stretched out his arms, shutting his eyes as another yawn found its way out his mouth.? Tears appeared to moisten his eyes as he looked back at Rabbit, something that was a common occurrence for the elf when he was especially exhausted.
"<I think I want to go back to the room,>" he said, making the motions of sleep by tilting his head and putting both his hands under it.? He hoped that Rabbit understood that, since he seems to have looked like he did when Roue first showed him what he wanted to do.? "<So tired...>" he mumbled, rubbing his eyes.
(Rabbit)
Rabbit could make out his name in what Roue was saying but nothing else. The man seemed startled at first - probably because he was waking up in an unfamiliar place - but quickly calmed down once he'd looked around a bit.? He was still apparently very tired though, yawning and looking ready to fall right back to sleep again, even as he was making gestures that made it clear that that was what he was wanting. ?
"Uhm, okay," Rabbit said, looking around the bath for a moment before turning back to Roue.? "But you can't, uhm, you know, s-sleep in here.? This particular bath is pretty p-popular, and there'll be other people wantin' to use it. Let's get you back to the private room you were in, okay?"? The little vampire helped the stranger get to his feet and then slipped his shoulder's under the man's arm to help keep him steady as they left the Roman bath.
"We r-really need to get you an account set up, Mister Roue," Rabbit said as they headed around the fringes of the main club room to where the private room they'd been using was.? Especially if'n you're gonna, you know, b-be here for a while. I mean, I'd be more'n happy to let you stay in my room..." he said, chewing his lip pensively as he glanced up at the elf's handsome face, adding a wistful "... and in my, uhm, b-bed, if'n you like.? But I cain' do that 'cause of the, uhm, you know, r-rules here 'n all. Leastwise not until you can, you know, understand me 'n all."
When they finally reached the private room, Rabbit helped the sleepy Roue over to the edge of the bed, then stood in front of him.? "You can sleep here, Mister Roue. But I need to go and, uhm, let the management know that you're gonna be usin' the room for a while.? And since you ain' a, uhm, you know, Dionysus m-member, I need to get you some, uh, c-credit."? The little vampire fidgeted awkwardly, trying to mime gestures of the pouch Roue had shown him before.? Finally he dug into his pocket and brought out a few coins and showed them to Roue, then gave the elf a questioning look.? When Roue got it and brought out his pouch, Rabbit picked three of the smaller coins, trying to get one of each kind, then pushed the rest of the pouch back into Roue's hands.? "I just n-need these," he said, slipping them into his pocket, "to show 'em you've got money, even if'n I got no idea wh-where these're from.? I'll bring 'em back when I'm done, okay?"
"Meanwhile, you can just, uhm, get some sleep while I'm gone, okay?"? Rabbit copied Roue's earlier mime about sleeping and nodded at the bed.? The little vampire hesitated, then said "Uhm, you should p-probably take your clothes off before you sleep though. At least your shirt 'n p-pants?" He mimed taking those garments off and hanging them up.? "You know, so's you can still wear 'em when you wake up?" The little vampire couldn't help giggling impishly a bit when he added "Of course, ifn' you wanna take _everythin'_ off, I wouldn' mind that either." ?
You shouldn' be flirtin' like that, Rabbit chided himself, recovering his self-control.? Not till he can understand you anyways.? "Anyways, you go ahead and I'll be b-back and check on you in a few hours, okay?"? With that, he quietly slipped out of the room and left the stranger alone.
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"Where did you get these, Rabbit?" Antonin asked, eyeing the coins curiously through a jeweler's eyepiece.
"From a, uhm, g-guest," the little vampire replied. At the man's questioning look, Rabbit became defensive.? "I didn' s-steal 'em!? You know I don' do n-none of that inside the club!"?
"I didn't say you did, kid," the cashier said, motioning for Rabbit to calm down.? "I was only asking."? Antonin was one of the few Dionysus staff members who could get away with calling the deceptively young-looking vampire a 'kid'.? No one except possibly the boss knew how old Antonin was, but from the stories the man would sometimes tell, he knew it was at least a couple of centuries.
"Well, uhm, the thing is," Rabbit began, biting his lip, "he kinda needs a place to stay, but he ain' a, uhm, you know, Dionysus member. So I wanna try'n, you know, s-set up some credit for him.? It's kinda tricky right now, 'cause he comes from somewhere where they don' seem to speak any language I've ever even heard in the club.? And we get f-folks from, you know, everywhere!"
"Yeah," Antonin said, nodding distractedly as he continued to examine the coins.? "We do. We do indeed."
"So," Rabbit said when the man finally looked up again.? "Are they worth anythin'?" he asked anxiously. "And can he stay?"?
"Oh, he can stay alright. I'll need to check these out, but if they're what I think they are, he can stay just as long as he wants."? The cashier removed his eyepiece and regarded the little vampire speculatively for a moment, as if pondering how much to tell him.? "I'll need to keep these for now," he said finally, "but you can tell your guest that his credit's good with the club. Okay?"
"S-sure thing!" Rabbit said, much relieved, relaxing for the first time since entering the cashier's room which overlooked the club's main floor.
"One thing though," the man cautioned, his dark-as-coal eyes fixing on Rabbit's to make sure he had the 'boy's attention. "I wouldn't go showing these around. Especially not in here. They could attract the wrong kind of attention."
"Oh. Uhm, s-sure thing," Rabbit said standing up again.? "I'll make sure he kn-knows that too.? And, uh, thanks, Antonin.? I owe you."
"Yes, yes you do," the cashier said with a wry glint in his eye. "But it can wait."? As the little vampire turned to leave, the cashier went back to his books, waving Rabbit away with a final admonishing "Remember, you're staff.? Be good!"
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Re: Seven Fingers- Shanghaied!
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Following his new ‘alpha’ down the alley away from Pete’s at a dead run Ulrich laughed. Bashing a couple of Capi Barra wererats was the most fun he had had in, well, forever. Since he had been infected at least! He felt like a teenager again, free of pack rules and Captain’s orders. He sniffed his own fingers, scenting Trixie lingering perfume on them, and he howled into the night.
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(Gavin, Fitch)
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It was the third gambling hall that Captain Draegun and Sam Fitch came to, a place called 'Pete's', that showed signs of their errant werewolf. It was a Capi Barra establishment, organized wererats, but the constables were all over it at the moment. There were injured people milling about, constables asking questions, steam wagons with flashing lights, and several miscreants in handcuffs seated on the curb.
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After making several discrete inquiries Fitch reported back to Gavin. “Well, Cap’n, it seems that there were a bar fight started by a pair of muscular fellows what slipped off a’fore the coppers showed. One o' em was dressed like a sailor and 'ad a German accent. Word from the Capis is it were a pair o’ Lobos. Outsiders, not from the local pack, an alpha and a beta.”
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“Shit,” Gavin replied, “our prodigal wolf has an accomplice.” He reached down and removed the ‘peace tie’ from Gwynrheged, causing the enchanted sword to begin singing her battle song in the back of his mind. “We need to find him before the Admiral catches wind of this.”
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(Alphonso)
‘Yes my young brother be free!’? He thought the deep thoughts of him leading him down a dark path was fun.? The idea and smile played upon his lips as he continued moving knowing his younger would keep up or die trying.? He moved them to the higher point in the city, from there they could see the harbor.? “Now what my young friend, should our fun continue or is the sea now calling yer name.”? He teased as he looked at bring him up here on purpose just to show him how much of the city they still had yet to conquer.?? He knew the call of freedom and that which the sea could not provide.
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Re: Port Vega: Time with Family
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‘Why not just slap him! Saying he was more like Brandon than he realized was insulting and he didn’t like it…at all! But she was pushing it cause she knew only she could get away with it!’ He sighed because he loved her and always would. “What you think…does matter!” It was all he said, all that was going to come out. He asked her to come with him, but he knew the answer, she was going to stay and protect ‘Choir boy!’ But he knew that when he asked he just needed to hear it.?
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“You act like I forget about you just because we aren’t living under the same roof. You know you are always going to be my first love!” He winked, he didn’t mean it that way but she knew. Brandon loved her like that but he was far too much of a pussy to act right and she wanted and needed a man, not a horny overzealous boy.? But watching him try sure was funny as hell! He said nothing more about moving back home which made him think and he did his best not to let his heart sink…cause if she did…once she moved back home…their contact would get even worse…cause Daddio’s security was top of the line and the very last thing he ever wanted was to get her in trouble, but he needed information now.
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“I don’t post anything…I just don’t stop them. They like what they see or what they are holding on to then there is that.” He smirked sipping his drink. “I am private…we at the club…no one knows what we did after? I didn’t give her any bedroom pics or otherwise. Teresa Ruiz. Why you wanna warn her about me?” He smirked teasing most women seemed interested in him because of his connections to Chord once upon a time and they assumed he had those kinds of ends. So he got what he wanted and they did too…mostly. But he was nothing if not shrewd once he found out they wanted the wallet, not the holder he was generally gone. So far no one had made the cut.
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“So what else has been going on, must be something to have you thinking of coming back home?” He asked not really thinking she would move back home…neither one of them was sick? Even if they were, the most he would still do was call. That was a lie he would come to see them if they were…sick but that was the only thing that would make him check-in.
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(Sam, Friends)
Scheherazade blinked up into her friend's concerned faces. "We are so glad you are okay," Greyson said. "We weren't sure after Branson..."
"What is wrong with Branson." Sam asked scared.?"Nothing," her friend said reassuring him. "He wasn't making any sense when he first woke up, be he is okay now.""Okay," she said clearly relieved. "What time is it,""It is 7pm," Marc said.?"Friday," Alex said"Pardon me," Sam said clearly shocked.?"Both you and Branson have been out for two days," Marc said"Did you call...""A doctor, yes. Miss Margaret did. He came to look at you both. He determined that you were dehydrated and suffering from exhaustion. And Branson had suffered acute electric shock. But he assured us if we let you rest you would both recover. ""And he was right," Alex said."Branson woke up this morning. He is in his room showering." Greyson said"Here," Alex said picking up the tray of food and placing it in front of Sam. "You need to eat.""I need to see Branson first. Can I see him?" Sam asked,?"I'll tell him you are awake," Greyson said.?"I'll go let Miss Margaret know. She was worried about you." Marc said as he moved to follow Greyson out the room.?"And I will go run you a bath," Alex said standing and moving to the bathroom. ?
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Branson felt strange after he stepped out of the shower.? It was hard to believe that apparently he and Sam had been unconscious for two days, but that's what everyone said.? It was a struggle to remember what exactly had happened, but his gut told him that it was not an experience he wanted to repeat.? The very thought sent chills up his back and had him looking anxiously over his shoulder. ?
He began pulling on fresh clothes, wanting to go check on Sam.? But at the same time, he was feeling an urge to go clean and polish everyone's boots?? Who did he even know that wore the kind of boots that needed polishing?
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"Dae ye think she'll be a'richt, Laird Callum?" Jaimie asked anxiously. The two ghosts were hanging back in the shadows outside the door to Scheherazade's room. ? " 'Twas worrisome 'n' passing streenge, her bein' asleep lik' that fur twa days."?
"Ah hope so, Jaimie," Callum said, his face a study of concern.? "It were Kirstene's doin', ah'm sure.? But the doctor said there was no harm done.? Still..." he looked again into the room where the American woman was trying to rouse herself from the bed "...ah'd very much like to know what might have gone on in her head these past two days.? Ah mean, she didn' wake up screamin' or the like, but _somethin'_ must've been goin' on.? Ah can feel it in the air."
Tag - Sam, Friends
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Re: A Pirates Life (Khadashee and Draven)
(Draven)Draven sat down in the cabin's chair as he watched Khadashee pace and think.? She wasn't the first woman he knew who did that.? A plan to smuggle him out, nope, he was going to remain by her side no matter what.? "An heir.? Would you go through with that if he did require it?"? He asked not really wanting to know the answer, but knew he had to know.
Khadashee
She paced her mind running through all the reasons Bakari could want her back. She was so lost in thought that Draven’s question was answer quickly and abruptly. Not with the normal care and consideration she would give his questions.
“Of course not. I belong to you now,” she said as she turned to continue pacing and then his question reached her mind and she stopped to look at him. “Do you not know that? I belong to you and would never willingly lay with another.” She said her eyes unreadable. But her stiffened body language, the folded hands before her, if he knew her he knew was apprehension and fear.
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Re: REPOST: Blood Bonds: Family Ties
(Draven)Draven went to the dresser and got out a white t-shirt and then went to the closet himself to slip on a pair of pants.? He watched Anais as she went about figuring out what to pack.? After getting himself dressed he started doing the same thing.? "Anais, what colors do you think look best on me?"? He asked wanting her opinion of what she though he would look best in for this return to his home.? Sure he had his family's traditional colors which he would wear when needed, but he didn't care for them for all the time wear.
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Anais turned to him as he spoke to her. At his question, she tapped her chin thoughtfully. “Well I like you in blue. And I love you in black.” She said desire in her eyes again. She could feel her mark itch and she suddenly wanted to jump him again.?
Taking a deep breathe to get her bearings again, she ran a shaking hand over her ponytail. This was an unusual feeling for her. The lack of control she felt around him now that she had given herself to him. She had to do something about that before she made Draven angry with her. He had made it clear he found her constant desire for him inappropriate.?
“What are your family colors and will there be much formality at your home?” She asked to distract herself.?
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