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 Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 1:35 am
*Nana would try to walk leisurely back to the tower. She knew the demon was about, but she also knew that Sho was around now too. That in itself made her feel a little better. If Orias tried to attack her yet again, then at least there was someone who could help out if it was needed*
--.--
Huu~
*Trilla continues to look over what food there was, and it was only one section the pair were at. There was still a buffet or three, and more viewing stations like the one infront of them. The Citadel cafeteria had almost anything anyone would want to eat!*
Trilla: >.> What does Fenton want?
*Eecheb continues his attack, trying to snuff out the very life of Micha. He was still at an angle, being that he was beside him, but that didn't slow him down any. Was this the result of neglect? Micha seemed to be slowing down, possibly growing weaker. It wasn't likely he was going to hold out, the resistance he was putting up was failing. Did he even know what was happening, let alone who was behind it? Escape, self preservartion, that was all that mattered. Eecheb's wings were fully extended, he looked rather the part of the grim reaper. It was in that instant that the pillow, simply disappeared. The sudden loss in substance, shocks Eecheb as he comes crassing down. The moment Eecheb's eyes open, he's face to face.... and lip to lip with Micha*
Eecheb: eek gonk GAAH!
*Half a second later Eecheb is rolling about the floor, scratching at it, spitting like made and flailing about. He's gone from trying to kill his own brother, to a sudden lip lock! After another half minute of flailing about, Eecheb was out the door and running down the stairway as fast at his legs could carry him*
Eecheb: gonk GAAH!
Micha: ................
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 1:46 am
Fenton: Mew! ^.^ *Fenton leapt right out of Trilla's hands and high into the air.... only to come down inside a trash can. A few moments later, a blender like sound would be heard coming from the trash can as it rattled a bit. Soon, it's turned over on its side and some trash spilled out, which was quickly eaten up by a spinning black blurr*
*Mastema had felt something happen yet again... this time it was different though... and it'd come from Micha* Hmm? a fluctuation? What could this mean I wonder..... *He thought to himself. For now Eecheb was running down the stairs, so Mastema would inquire using Zio and his knowledge as to what had happened*
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 2:01 am
*Trilla blinks, this was a sound she'd never heard before. The loud crash of the turned over trash can made the child draw back a bit. Just what was going on behind the counter*
Trilla: o.o; !! F--Fenton?
*Micha lye motionless where he was, his breathing was shallow and erratic but understandably so. Afterall his windpipe was being crushed, he was nearly smothered to death, then to top it all off.... well. The lad's arms also lay motionless at his sides. The wrap had twisted around some, pulling on the boy's still healing skin. There was a red mark from the bandage seen across the boy's arm, and it most likely burned with pain. Micha's eyes never seemed so empty as now, he begins to grow somewhat pale. Eecheb continued down the tower, not slowing for an instant. Now he was on a mission and nothing would stop him, from reaching his new goal*
Eecheb: gonk GAAH!
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 2:10 am
Fenton: *After anoter few moments of buzzing around, the sound stops. Fenton then leapt back over the glass and landed in front of Trilla, looking up at her and wiggling happily* mew! ^.^ *belch* ._.;
*Mastema stood up from his place with a slight sigh* Nearly as danger prone as Thanatos.... *Mastema vanished from his spot and reappeared in the children's room. He looked at Micha for a moment and frowned* Well now... what has your brother done this time.... *Mastema moved over to the bed and knelt down on one knee, Micha's empty eyes oriented towards hims* Hmm... just relax as much as you can. *Mastema moved his hand and placed two fingers on the boy's forehead. Once again, Mastema was going to heal any physical damage that had been done to Micha internally or externally. Micha should find it easier to breath now*
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 2:25 am
*Trilla wasn't exactly sure what to think. The other sounds were scary, the last sound was funny. She was stuck between backing away and giggling again. What was the girl to do?*
Trilla: .__., Uuh.
*Micha blinks only once between the time Mastema appears, to the point which he was at now. After about a minute the boy could breath again, and the light red line from the wrappings started to fade aswell. The boy's eyelids felt heavy again, and not due to any of Mastema's doings. The boy slowly passed out, and finds sleep once again. The quickest way to heal was through rest, and Mastema had told the boy to relax as much as he could. What was more relaxing then sleep? Mastema could do what he needed to do, and could be off before anyone was the wiser. But, what had happened earlier, and where was Eecheb's pillow now? Micha was still pale, his color not yet returning to him*
Micha: ........ z Z z Z z.
*Nana could see the tower again, it was coming into view. She'd be there in a minute, and could talk to Proto possibly. Eecheb was still running down the stairs, and was by now on about level sixty-nine*
Eecheb: gonk GAAH!
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 7:33 pm
*Nana wanders up the steps to the central tower. Finally she was in the clear, and no Orias in sight. Nana opens one of the doors, and shortly afterward disappears inside. By now Eecheb had burst into the cafeteria, no fear at all, ran past Trilla and Fenton and to the trusty fridge where his drink was supposed to be. It was not there, for Nana had sent all the alcohol elsewhere in the citadel. For the moment it didn't matter, and the boy grabs a chocolate milk, literally bites into the carton and makes quite the mess of his robe when the contents of the small carton goes everywhere, the floor included*
Eecheb: gonk
Trilla: o.o !!
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 7:48 pm
*Mastema smirked to himself* Well then..... my son, congratulations on your first experience at using your power. *Mastema said this knowing Micha was asleep. Mastema stood up and placed Micha's arm back at his side, and pulled the cover over the boy* rest well..... *Mastema vanished from his place*
Fenton: *Fenton blinked and turned with surprise when the door swung open. He watched as Eecheb flew past and within minutes had made a mess of himself* >>; mew?
Proto: *Proto responded a little more quickly this time, but it was still slightly delayed. His hand flattened and rose to his forehead to salute Nana at her entry*
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 8:03 pm
*Unless disturbed, Micha would continue to rest and overcome his latest.... attack. More of his arm had healed when Mastema went abut healing him again. Nana would definitly be able to take the wrapping off of the lad, come next day. Back in the cafeteria, the last couple of drops to be had from the milk carton, trickle down the boy's gullet. His experience had needless to say, left a bad taste in the boy's mouth. After a moment, he surveyd the mess that was himself and the floor, then looked back at the torn open carton*
Eecheb: >.> That's pretty good.
*Nana turns to Proto, exactly who she was looking for. A moment later she wanders over to the automation, and stands no more than two or three feet away*
--__--
Proto.
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 8:09 pm
Fenton: >> mew! *Fenton, forgetting about Trilla for the moment, hopped right off the counter and waddled over to Eecheb. Fenton then stared the same way Micha had at anything he found interesting at the empty milk carton in Eecheb's hands* o_o
Proto: *The bot blinks when Nana walks over to him. For now his depression was overcome by an odd curiosity. He didn't seem to have anything to fear.... then again it was a question of Proto could feel fear*
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 8:33 pm
*Eecheb had yet to learn to throw things in the trash once finished with them. So far he had just left his drink containers and food trays where ever he pleased. They seemed to disappear after a time so that satisfied the boy enough. Eecheb looks up to the fridge again, finally noticing his favorite drink was gone*
Eecheb: >.> ? Hey, where'd my drink go?
Trilla: >.> Didn't mama say it was bad?
Eecheb: .__. I still liked it.
*A moment passes, back down on the main floor. Nana opens her eyes again, looking up at Proto. She couldn't say for sure if the droids destruction was the cause of his woes, but she was there now to do what little she could. It might not even make a difference at all, but at least she was trying*
>_>
I think I finally know what's been troubling you, but I can't say for certain that I am correct. Keeping that in mind, if I'm wrong and blurt out what I think the answer may be, I would be but a fool. I know it's not much, it might not even mean anything at all but--
*Nana takes another step closer, the hugs Proto. It was the only thing she could think to do. Living creatures often consold eachother this way, but as she said, the sentament or meaning of the hug might be lost on Proto if it didn't know the sugnificance of what it meant or was meant to mean*
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 8:43 pm
Fenton: ._. kyaaah!!!~ *Within no time, Fenton was all over the discarded milk carton. It would be torn up and devoured by the ravenous little whomper*
*Mastema appeared outside of the door to the cafeteria, and soon pushes it open, looking for Eecheb. Seeing the whomper, he did stop to watch for a moment*
Proto: *He did listen to Nana. If she knew the root of his troubles, then that was one step. Still, Proto doubted much of anyone besides Than's ability to "understand" what it was that bothered him. Regardless, the hug did indeed catch him off guard. He did recoil slightly, but only because Nana was more so leaning against him, not because he was uncomfortable. For a good moment, Proto doesn't move or do anything. He looked down slightly at Nana and let off a curious beep. Again because of his method of communication, it was difficult to tell what he was questioning*
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 8:53 pm
*Eecheb hops back, as soon as the small black ball of fluff lunged toward the carton. The way that thing ate, made Eecheb happy his foot wasn't next to the carton. Trilla watches the tiny whomper devour the carton aswell. Perhaps that's where all the trash had gone?*
Trilla & Eecheb: .__.,
*Nana let the eye closest to Proto open a crack, to see what Proto was beeping about*
o_-- ?
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 9:04 pm
Fenton: *Within a few moments, the carton was gone and Fenton belches* ^.^ mew! *Fenton looked to Eecheb, since he'd been the one to drop the carton and wiggles happily* ^^ *The joy didn't last long and soon Fenton stared off into space, and soon he started to growl and shiver* ._. grrrrrrrrrrr~~! *Fenton turned with a start and leapt right past Trilla and at Mastema*
stare Mm hmm.... *Mastema raised his palm slightly and stopped the fuzzy whomper with his telekinesis* Now now... I have not done anything to upset you, I believe, so just remain as you are. *Still, the whomper would float and growl lightly, not really sure why*
Proto: *Seeing that Nana was trying to make him feel something which he did not understand, Proto goes quiet for a time* =o= *After a bit of hesitation and a lot of thought, Proto straightens up a bit and lightly, carefully returns Nana's hug with one arm loosely put around her lower back. He wasn't really even touching her because he didn't know what this gesture was really. It was more the lack of experience than the lack of knowledge though*
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 9:11 pm
*Both Trilla and Eecheb turn, when the whomper goes after something else, Mastema. This would be their first time in memory seeing Mastema using his telekinesis. Trilla is more impressed by the display then Eecheb*
Trilla: o.o Fenton can fly?
Eecheb: .__., Nn.
*Nana sighs lightly then straitens up, looking back at Proto*
--__--
I'm sorry that this is all I can do for you right now. If I could, I would try and fix all your problems, but this.... this is all I can do.
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 9:29 pm
*Mastema chuckled lightly and then slowly made Fenton float back to where he was* Not quite, Trilla. I am just keeping him suspended in air with my own power. Now then. *After Fenton was set down and held back, Mastema looked to both kids* Are you both all right?
Proto: *For a moment, he just looks to Nana, still half surprised at what he'd just felt. For a reason he could not explain, he did feel a little lifted, and he felt he had Nana to thank. With a more energized nod and a formal salute, Proto gave Nana an affirmative beep which was much more like how he usually sounded*
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