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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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 Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 12:11 pm
Israfel had come back from the house depressed. They had almost been killed, and, they had almost been- he didn’t even want to know. Red had died before their very eyes, and they were simply expected to forget about it. Act like nothing happened. Israfel was always one to block things out but this- this was harder. He wanted to forget but couldn’t. Thoughts of the haunted house’s events consumed him, and in a bid to lighten his mood began to try and sing in the music room. The professor was off doing who knew what. Probably mourning Red, (Israfel couldn’t blame him), but the music room was quite, and choice for practicing his vocals.
It was garbled and terrible, his sadness effecting his own ability to belt out a tune. Terrible singing, for a terrible feeling siren.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 1:56 pm
Professor Blue was absolutely no where to be found, in fact, his presence had been mysteriously absent from the academy seemingly all together. The doors hadn't been locked and all of his classes had been left to self study. Unlike many times in the past, dual coloured eyes did not peer down at Israfel as his voice began to echo in the room.
Israfel was alone, but he didn't remain alone very long. A familiar face peeked into the room and upon seeing Israfel. It wasn't just any familiar face, it was Lucien and he lingered in the door when he heard Israfel singing so sadly. His hair was still black hair, and his eyes were still blue, but he was no longer dressed in his usual wear from last year. Instead he was wearing beautiful jacket, adorned with long ribbons and silver bells.
He closed the door carefully, trying not to disturb his dear bird, before he floated silently toward him. He may have been off the ground but the ribbon that was wrapped around his legs trailed over the dark floors as he floated toward Israfel.
"You sound so sad," he whispered, his face giving the siren a sympathetic look.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 4:08 pm
Blue eyes went open at the sound of the ghost boil’s voice. The simple sight of Lucien was calming, and, reassuring in some ways. He had never been upset at Israfel’s singing, or failure of. Arms reached out and wrapped around the boil, a small hug. Small coos came from Israfel as he relaxed a bit. Lucien was comforting, even when he didn’t try to be. “I am. Preofessor Red died on the trip.” It was an open statement, unhidden. “And the school is trying to cover it up. It’s sad Lucie.” Turning to face the ghost, Israfel’s wings folded back behind him.
“I am trying to get over it but…there were hunters who wanted to make us into weapons and and-“ A nervous coo and he leaned in Lucien. “I want to sing. It feels better when I begin to sing. Even if there is no music.”
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2012 1:59 pm
Lucien was aloof and carefree and rather clueless about most things, but his expression changed only mildly when Israfel mentioned Professor Red's death. His hand was gentle and without thinking too much he raised it up to pat Israfel's head reassuringly. There was no deep thought in the motion, no ulterior motive in his mind. He just thought that when his bird was sad, and that he could cheer it up by petting it.
Lucien didn't know the circumstances in which Red died or anything really relevant. He didn't know what the hunters were or how they could turn them into weapons. He didn't even know why, or even dare to wonder. His only thoughts were on Israfel and the only thing he knew was that Israfel said singing made him feel better, even if there wasn't music. He could fix that though, especially when they were in a music room!
He floated gracefully, almost in a dance motion, toward his favourite instrument. He scooped the tambourine up in one hand and then shook it, creating a bit of a jingle. He was pleased, and he floated a bit higher than usual as he laid on his back for a moment, holding the tambourine to his chest.
"I want to hear you sing! I'll create music for you."
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2012 7:35 pm
The touch was comforting, and the siren cooed softly, pushing back against it. He liked being touched, and he liked Lucien. He especially liked it when Lucien gave him hugs. They made him feel warm and very very nice. So many good feelings.
They feeling only escalated as Lucien went over to pick up the instrument, the jingling easily rousing Israfel's interest. Lucien knew how to get Israfel perked up, in the simplest of ways. No fancy gifts, no grand elaborate things just small simple things like jingling a tambourine and offering to make music while Israfel sang, or listening to him sing mindlessly for hours on end. Small ways brought the siren's mood up faster than otherwise possible.
Nodding, Israfel bobbed his head for a moment. "I will sing then, for you alright?" Brushing up his cheek to Lucien's Israfel cooed again before moving away a few steps, wings fanning out slightly, no longer stiffly behind his back. His voice carried out, light yet almost timid, waiting for the music to join him.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 6:49 pm
Lucien didn't say anything else, and instead he simply nodded his head when Israfel said he would sing. The mood had significantly improved and when Israfel brushed his cheek against Lucien and cooed, the air spirit definitely smiled. He waited a bit, listening to Israfel's voice diligently. He didn't want to overwhelm the siren and slowly Lucien played with the instrument. His feet wiggled happily to the sound as he jingled softly and periodically, planning for the siren's voice to be the star of the duet.
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