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 Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 10:44 pm
*Mastema nodded* I know. It seems that you were trapped inside the refridgerator, the thing you were sleeping in. I fell asleep because you did not have enough air to breath. I hope you will be more careful about exploring those buildings from now on. *He gave the girl a light grin and patted her head lightly. Might as well build the child's loyalty to him* After all, I certainly do not want something..... terrible to happen to you....
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 11:01 pm
*Mastema truely didn't care much about the children, he didn't care about a lot of things. Their presence was at best, taxing on the citadel's reserves. However they did make Nana happy, and Mastema did go to great lengths to at least satisfy that. Of course something could always happen to the children in the future. If Mastema true tired of them, it would be no difficulty at all to just simply absorb them into himself. Mastema was indeed building up at least Trilla's loyalty to him, then again she did tend to hover about the most. Micha was rather low maintenance, and kept to himself as he was doing now in the library. Eecheb hadn't really gotten much attention from Mastema at all, and was probably the farthest from loyal of the three children. Trilla casts a smile up to Mastema, before noticing her hair was dishoved*
Trilla: whee heart o.o Trilla's hair isn't right anymore.
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 11:08 pm
*He chuckled lightly* Well I believe your mother will know how to fix that. I believe I will see to it now that you do not become trapped in such a situation again. *Mastema had quickly changed the subject. He relaxed back into the chair and turned back to the screens*
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 11:19 pm
*Mastema did as always have quick wit, but Trilla wasn't sure if she should go back to Nana just yet. Afterall the child had left under begrudged circumstances, and didn't want to get in trouble again. Suddenly Trilla back tracks to something Mastema had said a few seconds earlier*
Trilla: o.o Refridgerator?
*Such a foriegn word, did something actually have such a name? It seemed hard to believe, then again if one says certain words with enough frequency, one can start to wonder if the words really were real to begin with or just made up*
Trilla: o.o Trilla doesn't want to play there again.
*Nana meanwhile was down two levels from Mastema and Trilla, and was still tending to Eecheb, whom was starting to feel much better. His wing splint would be able to be removed later that night*
Trilla: >_>; Hnn... but Eecheb got Trilla in trouble with mama. Trilla doesn't want to get in trouble again~
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 11:27 pm
*Mastema nodded again* A refridgerator.... a device used to keep food, among other things, cold. When they are closed, they tend to remain closed rather tightly, as you found out. *Again, Mastema payed at least some attention to the child's dilemma* Your brother? And how did he do that?
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 11:34 pm
*Mastema's explination of the refridgerator was sufficiant enough for the child, so she moves right along to her secondary problem. If anything at least the girl was truthful, lies would more than likely be a shock to the girl when first encountered and actually realized*
Trilla: Eecheb gave Trilla a mean look, and Trilla made a face at him. Mama caught Trilla but not Eecheb, so Trilla got in trouble. gonk
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 11:46 pm
Ah, I see. Well then you have several options. You can either go to your mother and explain what you just told me to her, or you can simply go apologize to your brother. Either way, I believe an unrequested apology would more than satisfy your mother. Of course, if you want an apology for Eecheb causing you to get into trouble, you would have to ask him yourself.....
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 11:57 pm
*Ah, so many options, and yet the "can't I just stay here?" option didn't come up. Given what options the child was given, she had no choice but to go down to her mother. Though Eecheb could be found out if she did, and perhaps seeing him squirm was worth it. Trilla ponders over her options for a moment or two*
Trilla: .__. Hnn...
*Trilla slips to the floor from the Thrown, letting her feet tap the floor gently. She looks back to Mastema and blinks once or twice, with a somber look upon her face. She'd decided to go and see Nana, and after that perhaps she'd get her hair fixed up again. Trilla would have much rathered staying but it was not an option, then again Mastema was busy with his invasion. Such things were of little concern from the child however, even though she didn't even know of it, all she wanted was continued attention from Mastema which for the moment she could not get*
Trilla: .__. bye-bye papa...
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 2:11 am
*Mastema let Trilla get to the floor and nodded, politely, to her* All right. I hope you will settle this little problem. *He extended his hand and lightly placed his palm on Trilla's head, a sort of reassurance if she was old enough to understand it as such* Also, you may come back here when ever you wish. I would not mind the companionship. *He chuckled lightly*
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 3:38 pm
*Trilla's eyes lit up when she was told that she could return. The girl nods frankly, then turns to run off with a childish giggle. Mastema had made her happy, something that for Mastema was needless to say, odd. So Trilla could come and go from the mind when ever she wished? Well, now that she could, perhaps she would. In the past the children had to ask, probably to keep tabs on where they would be, but now at least Trilla could visit when ever she liked. Micha came and went reguardless of the rules, set down by his parents. Perhaps in the future this would deal him a great deal of trouble, unless he learned in the mean time. Eecheb on the other hand didn't seem to care much about going up to the mind, he was a little more rough around the edges*
Trilla: 4laugh Keh heh~! heart
*Trilla makes her way down the stairs to level ninety-nine, and continues on. Meanwhile Nana had finally taken off Eecheb's wing splints, he was well enough now to go and play again. Nana had a talk with the lad before he leaves for his fun though*
>.>
Now Eecheb, I'm sorry but you'll have to find a new favorite drink.
Eecheb: o.o Why?!
^^
Your old drink was the cause of your headaches the next morning. It had something in it, that you weren't supposed to drink and it made you unwell later.
Eecheb: .__. --but Eecheb liked how it tasted.
^_^
Well... you can probably find something similar, only wthout the negative effects. Also be careful around all those old buildings out there ok? They could fall over and hurt you again, so don't play inside of them.
Eecheb: --.--; Ok.
^_^
Such a good boy. Here now, let mama take one more good look at you, before you go play.
*Nana reaches over, rubbing a bit of remaining dirt away from under the boy's eye. He was standing by his bed, and already had his shoes on. He insisted on keeping his head bandage on, saying that it made his head feel better. There was no blood, and it didn't have any loose pieces that could catch on anything, so it was all right with Nana. Giving the boy one last hug, he jogged over to the door to the room, opened it up and then started jogging toward the stairs. By now Trilla was about mid-way down the next flight of stairs and spots Eecheb leaving. Now she would be alone, when she spoke to her mother and have no one making faces at her anymore. Trilla makes her way down the rest of the flight of stairs toward her room, and hopefully Nana whom was still inside*
Trilla: >.> ......
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 3:46 pm
A pitch black figure with a mane of long, spiny, black hair, loped out of a shadow a mile from the citadel. Something there called to it like it had been called far too often in the past. It moved with a fluid grace, seeming to not even be jarred by the steps it took, light seemed to be absorbed as often as not by it's body which was a glossy black. Somehow it's skin gave the impression of armor yet at the same time it did clearly seem to be just skin. Long strands of hair stood stiffly out over it's back as it loped on all fours towards the citadel. It skidded to a halt at the edge of the place and cocked it's head spasmodically to and fro like a bird, turning one black eye with gold and red markings, then the other towards the place. It's nose all the while twitched delicately at the air while it's pointed ears lay at a sharp angle against it's skull and all too prominent cheek bones. One very unusual trait of the creature was that it actually looked the same no matter what plane or dimension it was viewed from. It seemed poised and waiting for the moment as it's head was twisted about in regarding the massive stronghold.
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 3:56 pm
*Mastema paid no real mind to the creature outside his citadel. All of the other generals were still gone, and he did not feel like wasting time on a curious stranger. Mastema looked at the screens in front of him*.....Just one more for the forest....
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 4:02 pm
The creature moved forward slowly towards the barrier, it's bird like movements continued as it flowed forth and then to the side reaching out a single six fingered hand and running a claw across the barrier to see what type of reaction it might illicit. It's eyes wandered as it moved, not particularly caring about what was around it. It's hair remained in stiff spikes down it's back barely moving even as it's head turned.
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 4:09 pm
*The barrier would feel unnaturally hard. Within its substance there would be an almost overwhelming amount of power that obviously came from some sort of power source that had constant flows of power. The substance and the power seemed somewhat intertwined*
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 4:14 pm
*Nana was just getting ready to leave when she spots Trilla walking up to the door. The child was nibbling on one of her fingers and looking out to where Eecheb had gone, one side of her hair was out of place and a mess and the other side wasn't much better. The child had come from the direction of the upper levels, so she must have gone to see Mastema*
>.>
Trilla?
*Trilla turns toward Nana, upon hearing her name. She kept on nibbling her finger for a moment or two while Nana started toward her and the door. Once close enough, Trilla lets her hand drop to her side for a moment, only to raise both her arms to hug Nana and burry her head into Nana's robe*
Trilla: crying Mama!
o.o ?!
Trilla?
Trilla: mad Mama! Eecheb was being mean to Trilla before~!
>.>
Hmm?
Trilla: gonk Eecheb was looking at Trilla with mean eyes! Then mama caught Trilla making faces back.
^^;
I see. Well, you shouldn't have made faces at your brother, but he shouldn't have looked at you with "mean eyes" either.
Trilla: .__. Eecheb in trouble now too?
^^;
I'll talk to him when he gets back ok?
Trilla: >.> Ok...
^_^
Were you visiting your father just now?
Trilla: o.o Ya. Oh!! Mama! Trilla's hair got all messy, can mama fix it?!
^.^
Of course, just go and sit down and I'll fix it up for you ok?
Trilla: 4laugh Ok!
*Trilla slips by Nana into the room and bounces on her bed, waiting for Nana to fix her hair. The girl seemed happy enough now that she had put her incident at the back of her mind for the moment. Eecheb had gotten bored and decided to take the elevator down to the main level, it would arrive in a minute or so*
Eecheb: ~.~ But I liked my drink.
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