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 Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 11:48 pm
She smiled kindly and bowed her head slowly. "If you care to speak of it, I will listen, if you like." she replied as blue eyes shifted to view him again. There were few people she would not lend an ear to if they wanted to talk and she was not shy about informing people of this fact if they seemed to need to talk.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 11:56 pm
The being would have smiled if it could've but instead just a feeling of happiness came forth from it. "I find myself with heartache. And I hate myself because I feel like I should never let things go wrong, that it was my fault that things ended up like this." The being's cloak seemed to change from black to a dark, dark blue... Changing with it's deep emotions...
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 11:58 pm
David silently floated back up into the rafters, concealing himself in the darkness.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 12:12 am
She nodded, looking to him with a small smile of sorts, sympathy and understanding showing in her eyes. "Though I am unsure if I truly have felt heart ache, I can relate to the latter." she replied. Blue eyes moved upward, following David's movement for the moment. Once he was settled, she inhaled deeply and returned her attention to him. Slowly she moved closer to him, curious to the changes she was seeing and the fact that he would speak freely to her.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 12:16 am
The figure nodded to her... "I still don't know how to cure myself of my hate for myself... I feel horrible..." The being lowered it's head slightly but not so much to be pitied. The figure then stood and looked at her touching her arm with it's hand of chains which was oddly warm, as if it were the hand of a real being. "Thank you for hearing me, even with it being just a tid bit. Good night." The figure then sunk into the ground... It's feeling of such deep sorrow flowing off of it strongly, like waves in a turning ocean...
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 12:18 am
"Durza, I do not think I have heard you blubber like this for many years..." The figure said, sitting by the fireplace. "It is... most unsettling." His head tilted slightly as he wated the chain creature. What could have made him this way? "Have you become weak, dear brother? Or perhaps age has changed you... For better?" He remained silent as the chain creature sank into the earth.
A small boy was sitting in the rafters his eyes covered by blindfold. His hair was silver and his clothes matched Vices almost exactly.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 12:23 am
Her eyebrows moved, looking even more sympathetic to his cause than before. "There are times that one must hate them self in order to see what they can appreciate about them self. They then may move on and grow from the experience." she replied bobbing her head. A moment later he moved closer to her and touched her, feeling warm. She was confused by this but did not ask. "Of course, any time. Rest well." she replied. The wave of sorrow she felt as he left was intense, enough to touch her own sorrow, remind her of her pain, so much it brought tears to her eyes. Realizing that Vice and another had entered, she turned away from them, walking away from them, gathering her nerves.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 12:31 am
The figure sighed slightly and drew back his hood. His face looked troubled, so he turned to the fireplace and simply look into it. "My brother... What has happened to you?" He snapped his fingers, a clove-smelling cigarette appearing in his hand. He was about to take a drag from it, but stopped. With another snap of his fingers the figure turned and looked at the small boy in the rafters. "Stay here. I am going to find Durza..." And with that he was gone, almost as if he had never been there.
The boy smiled and nodded, remaining where he was.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 12:41 am
Inhaling deeply, she was able to return to being calm but a few moments later. Though she knew she was not alone, she did not want to bother whomever was still there. Silently she seated herself on one of the couches and took out a book to read.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 12:43 am
David laid down on one of the larger rafters and allowed his mind to go completly blank.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 12:45 am
Dropping down from the rafters, the boy walked over to the fridge and felt around inside of it. His blindfold was making things difficult, but eventually he managed to find what he wanted. Pulling a carton of juice from the fridge he drank a little bit before calling out. "Do ya want somethin', Miss Ziven?" His voice should be familiar to her, despite how long they had been apart.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 12:48 am
Tilting her head, she grinned and closed her book. "Greetings young one. I appreciate your hospitality, I am fine for the moment." she called out across the room. "Are you well?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 12:53 am
"Yep!" The boy said, hopping up onto the bar. He completely looked the same, even his hands had returned to normal. "This blindfold is kinda itchy though. I don't understand why blind people wear them sometimes; it's just bothersome." He sighed and drank some more of the juice. "How are you? And how is Reeve?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 12:54 am
A hissing sound slowly peeked its way into the ears of those around the main room. The sound was soft at first before growing very rapid and louder as time went on. It was at this point that those who were paying attention or trying to locate the noise would find it. The main inn's door melting down in a pool of black like it was being eaten away by a very thick black acidic substance. A sickening aura began to fill the room as the Dark King himself made entrance. There were quite a few things wrong him however, some that were readily apparent, some that were much more subtle and required a sense of things to feel and realize. First and foremost was a very thick black aura that surrounded him. It made him almost appear ghost like as one could barely see the silhouette of Yawgmoth within the aura. For those that could see they would notice that small patches of skin were being eaten away by the aura and simultaneously regenerated only to be burned away again in a vicious cycle. His eyes however were quite visible, instead of their shining red they were a very bright purple just managing to break the through the dark aura that surrounded him. Beings that could feel the supernatural things about people would feel the amount of power he was giving off was unreal. That it should be destroying the very room he stood in by exerting enough pressure upon the wooden framework of the inn to annihilate it and yet it wasn't. It was the reason the door melted, the reason parts of his skin were being devoured. All of that enormous power was very highly concentrated into the black aura that surrounded him. A hallowed version of his natural voice spoke through the blackness. "Greetings...."
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 1:02 am
"That is good. As for the blindfold .. I wonder, why not use the eye wear that conceals your eyes rather than those used to correct vision." she asked softly. Before she was able to speak or reply, a presence that troubled her greatly entered. The book in her hands disappeared. Instinctively she raised the protective barrier which guarded against both physical and magical force, but was not going to be entirely effective with this problem. Stepping away from Yawgmoth, though there was already a healthy amount of distance between them, she tried to keep away from him.
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