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 Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 10:02 pm
"Of course. I would not conjure a plate of food-items right in front of you and then not let you have any. That would be rude of me." He chuckled alittle bit and shook his head. He scratched the side of his face for a moment before speaking again. "I just don't understand where she comes from I suppose. She is a nice girl and all, but she lacks common sense... But I am not one to judge." He laughed at himself and took another little treat. "So how are you and her father doing in this place? Well, I hope."
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 10:12 pm
"Her younger years were .. torture. No one understood her, some would not even take the time, take the chance to get to know her. Despite her efforts to be kind and helpful to others, they wanted nothing to do with her, sent her off or avoided her as if she were a terrible beast. Most of this came from her hair .. blue is most unnatural for humans and in the land we hail from, it is not 'right' to have colored hair that would be considered unnatural." she finished. Nodding her head, she examined the plate, carefully selecting a desired piece of meat, politely taking a bite of which before speaking again. "Thank you. Well .. yes, well is a good answer. We love most being with Ziven again. After we sent her off to participate in the world .. we realized how much it affected us just as it affected her. It's .. so simple yet so complicated." she said with a bit of a laugh. Looking to him as she took another bite, she nodded her head, gesturing to him. "What of yourself? Do you hail from here originally?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 10:20 pm
"Do I come from here?" He repeated, almost laughing for a moment. His dragon eye became more intense for a moment, but then he calmed down. "No. I come from a world where people are baished for their beliefs and attitude. I was born in a place where kindness did not reach, and where darkness enjoyed meals comprised of the weak... Not a very pleasent place." He laughed and sook his head, taking another piece of treat. Though very hungry, he was not going to summon en entire meal in front of her. "I fear I may be a little bit... dark because of the way things have been for me. Ziven, more often then not, rubs me the wrong way..." He laughed again and looked at Feldspar. "And I get what you mean about the seperation. I have raised many... and most of them leave once they have gathered what they feel they need. it is very bittersweet."
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 10:26 pm
"Aye, she has a knack for pissing people off. Again, it is .. a rare occasion indeed that she does so purposefully. " she said with a smile, finishing the piece she had taken. Returning to her water, she drank nearly the entire glass before continuing. "Speaking of those we raise .. has Reeve perished again?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 10:43 pm
"Aye, my son is dead. This time, however, he has asked not to be brought back to life... Reevis is no longer." When he said this, his smiled a little oddly. It was a mix of sadness, pride and morbid curiosity. With another snap of his fingers a black cigarette appeaed in his hand. "We don't know why he asked for it, but we are bound to follow the last requests of the dead." Putting the cigarette in his mouth, it lit by itself and began to fill the area with sweet-smelling smoke.
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 10:48 pm
Feldspar looked away from him, staring in the corner far in the room for a while. Thinking many things over, she finally bobbed her head. "Is there a place of gathering to mourn? A burial place or .. somewhere else for his memory. Despite coming to the conclusion that separation would benefit the pair .. I know Ziven would like a proper place to mourn his loss." She said, holding her head high as she looked at him again, her eyes clearly moist, holding back emotion.
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 10:56 pm
Vice took a heavy drag from the cigarette before speaking. "He is a statue now, petrified forever with the last look he had. It would be most... unplesent for her, I think." After speaking he exhaled the sweet smelling smoke. "I was planning on creating a grave for him though, once I have the chance to do it. When I do I will be sure to tell anyone I think would care." Even though he said that, he had no intention of telling anyone where Reevis was burried. It was a sort of family pride thing for him... and he didn't really believe anyone cared but himself, Zero and Twilight. he didn't want to actually say that though.
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 11:05 pm
Rather suddenly, she pulled an almost angry face. "She is coming, wishes to hear from you directly." she said softly, looking to him now with a stern expression. "If you take but a moment to indulge her morbid curiosity .. I can assure you she will not trouble you further." she stated with confidence and a sharp nod.
Having been aware of some of the conversation that Feldspar shared with her, she wanted to hear with her own ears. Shortly after her presence was announced, she appeared in the bar with a small pop. She stood there for a moment, a sad, somber expression on her face yet somehow that overwhelming curiosity of her still showed. Taking a few steps toward the pair, she did not take her gaze from Vice. "Reeve .. is dead .. he will not return like before?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 11:09 pm
"Alright." Vice said simply to Feldspar. After that he just waited for a moment, finally hearing that all to familiar popping sound. When she spoke he mearly nodded his head. "Aye, he is dead. Left instructions for in case something were to befall him... take his core and shatter it. So I did. He is now dead and I can not brign him back." He shrugged a bit and took another drag from his cigarette.
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 11:27 pm
"I understand." she said in a voice barely above a whisper. Standing there for a moment, her lips twitched a bit, it was clear that she was concentrating on breathing, maintaining control. Finally, she nodded her head a bit. "Thank you .. for tending .. to his final wishes. And .. thank you .. for explaining."
Letting Ziven speak, she continued to stand proudly, watching her reaction. She herself felt like crying at this point as she could feel the great pain in Ziven's soul. "Please, Little One .. come." she said softly, trying to convince Ziven that she should be allowed to comfort her. What came next surprised her greatly.
Shaking her head, she took several steps back. "No, Bjartskular." she said softly before disappearing again.
With a heavy sigh, she looked to Vice again. "Thank you. The cycle of healing begins again. It is a slow road. She likely has gone to the place they met. I shall depart now, it will take a long while to walk there. Thank you for your company, your understanding toward Ziven and, last but not least, the meat." she said with a smile. Nodding her farewell, she waited for his reply before leaving, wondering if he would ask to come along.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2007 3:56 pm
"If she heals, then that means I have been right all this time." Vice said, acting suddenly uninterested for some reason. He took another drag from the cigarette, sighed the smoke out, then used the bottom of his boot to put the cigarette out compleately. He watched as she began to walk away, then stop. How interesting. "You still need something?" he asked curiously.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2007 5:38 pm
"What, you wish for her to curl up in a hole and live the rest of her life in misery? How completely selfish of you to think such a thing." she said, looking to him with strong disapproving.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2007 6:21 pm
"Did I say I wanted to be right?" he shot back harshly the moment she had finished talking. His eyes looked at her, the dragon one becoming normal by the second. "It seems that you, like many other, are quick to judge my intentions. Let me tell you this now; I hate being right. When I'm right about something, it normally means that someone gets hurt." He snapped his fingers and the bottle of vodka appeared back into his hand... followed by many more bottles that rested on the floor around the couch. His eyes moved away from her and onto the bottle, which he just stared at for a moment. Suddenly he seemed to remember that Vodka is fror drinking, not looking at, so he opened the bottle and began to drink again.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2007 7:21 pm
"Perhaps I should ask then, rather than assume, what it is you'll be right about. With the brief words you used .. it is very easy to assume that you mean that she didn't truly love him." she said softly, looking to him with careful eyes. How easily his mood would swing raised concerns.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2007 7:32 pm
"Let me ask you this, Feldspar. Hypotheticly speaking, if you could live after Brom died; would you want to? Would you ever get over it?" He had pulled the bottle away only for a minute to speak, but his eyes looked older than they had a minute ago. He hated being judged, he hated people who thought they were better than others... but most of all he hated his own past. The experience that had shaped him made him a monster; and he knew it. Sometimes he wished he could live in ignorance like other creatures... like this dragon.
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