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 Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 7:00 pm
Ramaur gave a pleased sort of sound as he found himself dropped off at the mall, given some cash, on top of what he already had, and was sent off on his way to play and give Shale some space. He didn't much care, getting sent off in various directions, dropped off, thrown out, and the like. At least this time he didn't find himself tossed off in the middle of the woods or something... again.
"Alright, let's see." He murmured, tentacles wrapping around him more tightly under his coat trying to keep warm before they headed inside the rather busy building. Lots of people meant lots to do he thought to himself as he wandered inside. He wondered where he should go next, somewhere nice where he could find something pretty for all of his lovelies. Necklaces, matching ones maybe? It would be nice to find something that he could give them all that showed that they were loved by him. He gave a bit of a smile at the thought, pausing at a jewelry store, finding himself debating over that sort of gift. Something from here? Maybe. He looked at the many glittering pieces in a thoughtful manner before he realized that he was being starred at.
Lifting his gaze he looked up at the woman behind the counter, then over at a security guard, both of which were eying him strangely as though seeing him as a potential thief, not a customer. Likely his mode of dress and the fact that he often wore a mask over his face. Starring at them he gave a roll of his eyes, "Fine, be like that. I will go buy expensive gifts for my many, many loved ones somewhere else." He said, finding himself annoyed that they were judging him by his appearance. There were as many, if not more thieves, that were normal looking he thought to himself as he left the store with a huff. He didn't want to deal with such prejudice jerks, let alone give them his money.
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 8:29 pm
This time of year the malls were always so very crowded. It was the season that many people wanted to avoid the mall but were forced into coming. And Achille was a growing boy so it was about time he got some new clothes. Something big enough to allow him time and room to grow a bit. That is the only reason, that and the many sales that were going on, that brought a beautiful blonde woman named Elaine here with her young Betzalel child Achille to the mall. It was the first time for the young boy to come to the mall and he was awe and at first clung to his mother's shirt tail.
The duo moved into one of the connected department stores and moved towards the children's section. And as Elaine started to look threw the racks to get some outfits that might work on Achille but it seemed like every child his age Achille is more focused on hiding in the clothe racks and playing hide and seek with his mother.
But in the middle of hiding something dark caught the pale little boy's attention. And drew Achille out from his hiding spot.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 6:13 pm
Ramaur was between jewelry stores, looking at displays in the other stores as he went, and he couldn't help but to give pause as a strange looking boy, as if he had any room to talk, stepped out of a display of clothing and into his line of sight. His tentacles gave a twitch and he gave a nod of his head. Well now, to think that he might run across one of his own in the overly crowded mess that was this mall he thought to himself. A bit to young to really catch his interest but still, he was cute. Perhaps he should start considering them when they were younger so that when they came of age they would already be his? The thought had him chuckling behind his mask.
Lifting up a hand, and a tentacle on the same side, he gave a wave of them in sync to the little boy that looked like he might be... maybe a salamander of some sort? Or something similar at least. Cute for sure and someone that he wanted to at least give a greeting to for sure he thought to himself as he drifted a few steps closer to him, "Hello there little betzalel." He greeted him since he didn't know his name of yet. Might as well call him by what he was until they were properly introduced, right? He thought it was a good idea, "How are you today? Out shopping too?" He wondered if the little one was having an easier time then he was. Probably since he was smaller, cuter, and less suspicious in comparison to one like Ramaur.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2012 8:07 pm
Now that the clothes were not blocking his view Achille had a clear view of the tall dark male. His large dark eyes looked over the dark glowing male in front of him. he felt a strange connection with him though he was still too young to realize he was not like the humans around him and he was more similar to the 'strange creature' in front of him.
The pale little cheeks of the amphibian betzalel darken nearly to the color of his gills at his neck when the other talked to him and a tiny pale hand came up to his mouth. He had never been called betzalel before so his toddler mind figured it was some kind of pet name and he smiled softly at Ramaur. Though the little toddler's eyes seemed to be drawn to the long tentacles that moves along with Ramaur. They were so cool everything about this older betzalel was so hypnotic. "'Ello...yus...mommies says Achille gets clothes." It was true enough that Achille's pants were a bit high and when he lifted his hand up his shirt pulled up exposing a pale belly. And it seems somewhere in his hiding he had removed or lost his shoes.
He smiled and padded over to the larger male and reached a gentle hand to take ahold at the strap at Ramaur's hip. "Wanna play?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 9:11 am
Ramaur's lips turned up into a bit of a smile behind his mask as the boy told him that he was to get clothing, it made sense given that what he was wearing wasn't quite the right size. Were he not so young though the peek at his belly would be something that the squid bird would enjoy. Even Ramaur, and his great love of all Betzalel both sub and dom alike, wasn't the sort that would hit on a child. Still, a part of him did want to call dibs on this one before someone else did... he would do his best to behave though.
"Play, huh? Well... normally I wouldn't play with one your age, a bit too young for my tastes, but I figure we can do something." Not Ramaur's sort of playing but perhaps he could swing the little one's version of the word? He grinned as he watched the one that was clinging to one of the straps on his pants, "What would you like to play my little pretty?" A part of him wondered if he should see about finding the boy's parent but figured that if they stayed in this area he wouldn't get accused of any more crimes today. He was just tending to one of his own, that was all. Now were he older he would be more likely to try to lead him off so that they could have some alone time... luckily for everyone involved though that wasn't the case, "You will have to tell me what sorts of games you place since your games and my games are quite different I'm sure." He told the little one, lifting one hand to ruffle the boy's hair lightly. So cute.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 12:40 am
Achille was clueless to what was going on in Ramaur's mind as he looked him over. All the young Betzalel knew what that those almost glowing eyes seemed to be smiling and this brought a bit smile to the normally shy child's lips. Maybe it was all the glowing from the older Betzalel that was luring the poor pale child in like a moth to a flame.
Though soon enough that big smile faded quickly and dark eyes grew sad. So he didn't want to play. Achille brought a small pale hand to his mouth and bit his lower lip. He was too young to play with? That was not fair. At least the older male had not told him to get lost. His grip on the strap dangling from the black pants tightened. If he got upset now then it would just prove that he was too young right? He turned to look up at Ramaur about to speak when the masked male's words brought a dark blush to his pale cheeks. "My little pretty?" He asked and his charcoal eyes lit up. "I am your pretty?" He giggled and could not help himself as he wrapped his arms around the long leg of the taller male. Someone other than his mother thought he was pretty!
The ruffling of his hair brought out a giggle and turning his head up again so his chin resting against Ramaur's thigh he smiled with trusting eyes, "Achille wants to play a...big boy game....Achille learn fast...promise!" He really wanted to impress the older Betzalel. What little kid didn't want to be friends with an older one and be looked on as one of the guys?
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