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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 3:23 pm
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One dot, two dots, redblood, blueblood! Eridia chanted her favorite story from Troll Dr. Seuss in her head while she made her way to the NHC park, the best place in the city to stal- observe trolls of all ages. The highblood grinned, with her specs around her neck and her 'notes' close to her chest. She wouldn't want anyone to see what she had doodled on her way there nor see her recent observations.
"Say what a lot of troooolls there are!" Indeed there we're plenty of subjects to watch at this hour. Eridia directed her stare at a kid playing jump the rope, fully noticing her symbol. "This one has a little star!" She giggled at the coincidence and resume to skip to her usual hiding place, a bush unlike any other-- as she claimed. Once inside her lovely hideout, the child toook her specs and began to work.
"Yes. Some are red and some are blue," She quickly looked at the trolls who entered and left. "some are old and some are new!" Eridia drew the trolls she had seen so far, nicknaming them at her leisure even.
"Some are thin and some are chubby." The child glanced at a teen near her bush. "The chubby one is rather funny." She squealed and looked up at Lovedad with her specs. He perched on the tree above her with a smile. Wow, he's in a good mood. She thought and signed again with a satisfying smirk on her face.
"Where do they come from? I can’t say. But I bet they have come a long, long way! I love that book!" She giggled once more, and realized she might have been a little bit too loud. Hopefully no one noticed.
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 7:11 pm
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"No, I suppose you are right, no one else is here but you, " he agreed as though he hadn't thought of that at all "Yes that makes sense," Azrael replied with a nod in efweence to the book. "Thank you for telling me." He didn't react much to her behavior or being called an intruder, by all means he was an intruder and getting worked up would be pointless.
Azrael held up his sketch book, " it is my book of notes, I was examining a pair of trolls,"He held out his book for the high blood to see. "You see one was exceptionally clumsy but seemed to be winning a game yet their companion was obviously much more agile and should have been doing better in a skipping game,"
He spoke as though she were a fellow colleague or perhaps like they had known each other for a while. "I wanted to know if it was pity, rules of the game or something else," he was particularly excited about this topic but did his best to contain himself, he couldn't break his calm. "So, what book were you talking about miss?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 11:16 pm
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He nodded silently. "Yes," a simple reply. He wasn't exactly sure how to feel about this girl. She was pretty rude, but he did his best not to let it get to him. "Well, yes, if you're trying to be secretive about it, I prefer to take a more upfront approach," he found that kind of tactic rather distasteful. "But it is indeed a good spot," he listened to her as she talked about her own observation of the two and respectfully took the notebook. "Ahhh, well that--" Azrael hesitated. He wanted to say that even if they didn't seem exciting she was losing an opportunity to study by cutting them off. "I suppose so, I was more interested in what made the redblood so uncoordinated, I wish to know why some trolls are more coordinated than others, If that is caused by a biological aspect or one more psychosomatic,"
Ahhh, he found it nice to know that someone shared his interests and would you look at that even noted things in a similar way than him. He took a very eager liking to this highblood but tried to keep his voice and attitude as neutral as possible. He didn't realize how much his neutrality was causing conflict with the purple blood. He looked through a few other notes of hers. "Unfortunately, I won't be here for a while so any further observation of these two will be on hold indefinitely," Busthind wasn't exactly a cakewalk journey from here to there,
He handed back her notebook, "These are nice notes, I am sure I could learn something from your observations, I am Azrael,"
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2015 8:52 am
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2015 11:00 am
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"Ughh!" The highblood rolled her eyes. Was he being serious or just more annoyingly neutralish? Heck as if she knew, this kid was difficult to read. He had his reasons but for her, hiding while watching didn't seem as something treacherous. Besides, she only wished to see them in action so later she could split them up. She was an un-matchmaker after all.
"It's not dishonest!" The child spat, the leaves shook as she ranted from the inside. "Azrael, trolls don't show their true colors when they know someone's watching. Think of it as observing wild beasts, if you get too close they retreat. Besides, I'm not asking you to join me, I'm ordering you!"
"Plus," She played with her hair and sat down. Choosing the rights words was tough. "you look ridiculous arguing with a bush." She thought of dragging Azrael in by force if he wouldn't yield, it was a nice option. "Now quick your yapping and jump in!"
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