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 Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 12:16 pm
It was late, again. Amarus was wearing her club jacket, puffing up little balls of lotus aura in her hand and swirling them up into smoke. They looked like pink flames, and she was pleased with her progress.
But she felt as though she was standing still, lately, and taking no more ground. She craved something more, something she hadn't been able to manage yet. She needed more power, wanted to feel that there was no one who could defeat her and that was very much untrue at the moment. She could be bested. She knew it, and resented that knowledge.
And being her was, again, becoming very lonely. She had her club, it was true, and her second in command was very wonderful and supportive. But there was someone she hadn't seen in a very long time. She wandered the halls, only half-acknowledging who she was looking for, and where she wanted to go. She didn't want to wake him, though, and she had done so once before.
The sound of her bells ringing was a dead give-away, and she really had no business to be wandering to the Reaper dormitories, circling the grounds and finally standing still to look up at the sky. If she could breathe naturally, she surely would have exhaled slowly.
"Enzo, I would very much like to... speak with you," she said, quietly, her shoulders dropping for a moment, silver eyes staring blankly up at the dark sky.
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 12:19 pm
Enzo was, fortunately for her, awake and out and about. He heard the bells, but instead of his usual enthusiastic greeting of the ghostly ghoul, this time he quickly ducked behind a tree with a sharp profanity.
s**t s**t s**t, Amarus. His face had swollen from the fight, everything aching, but at least his gums had stopped bleeding... but she couldn't see him like this.
Carefully, he waited until she seemed focused on the sky before tip-toeing down the path away from her.
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 12:24 pm
No reply. She shut her eyes and winced, shaking her head to empty her thoughts. She was glad no one had been there to hear her, or see the display. Keep it together, or people would think she had become weak. And in a way, she had: she leaned towards the light and joy of her friends, and those few she still cared for. There were only a couple she could even imagine seeing. A few she missed.
Amarus probably didn't hear him, or if she did she may have dismissed it as someone's escaped minipet. Watt she thought, and didn't quite understand why, nor did she understand why it hurt her to think the name. A bit of her locked away. However, chalk it up to fate or some sense of curiosity, Amarus turned to look down the exact way that Enzo was going.
And stopped.
If she had a heart beat, or a pulse, she probably would have felt it speed up. "Are you a spectre, a trick, or are you indeed Enzo trying to sneak away from me?" she accused the figure, wrinkling her nose at it and crossing her arms.
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 12:33 pm
Enzo froze, internally groaning. Time to face the music, he supposed. He turned, giving an uneven smile in the bright moonlight that unfortunately flashed the now missing tooth and various swollen bruises, "Aheheheh- heya, Pidge. Um." He actually looked embarrassed.
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 12:37 pm
Amarus stared blankly at him for a bit.
"It's a nice look on you, did you run into a wall or do I need to make someone regret the day they spawned from FEAR?" she asked, suddenlt, before beginning to step towards him.
Steps turned to brisk walking and then to something that looked a bit like she was going to shove him into some nearby trees but instead gripped him around the waist with both arms and attempted a hug that functioned a lot more like a heimlich. Followed promptly by her pulling away from him and grimacing at his beaten up face. "What did you do? And can you whistle through the hole in your mouth?" she asked, tipping her face to regard him. She was still holding on to him around the waist, and she even, slowly, touched down on the ground so that she wasn't hovering.
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 12:52 pm
Enzo's face went red at the hug, standing out even in the moonlight against his pale face. "I er-" He coughed wincing at the pressure to his bruised ribs, trying to sound nonchalant about it, "You aughta' see the other guy, aheheheheh- er." He cleared his throat, awkwardly stepping back from the hug, his insides squirming. He AUGHT to be excited about such an embrace from a pretty ghoul, but Amarus was... well, more than that.
Don't let her cloud his judgement, he insisted to himself, tonging the empty spot the missing tooth left, "I look like s**t, Pidge, and no sweet-talkin'll change that."
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 2:43 pm
She had noticed the redness, surely, but hadn't thought anything of it. The concept of blushing wasn't really one she understood, given her lack of conventional blood. "I certainly would like to see them-- who was it?" she asked, being nosy. And also a little hostile. As he stepped away from her, she withdrew quickly, wrapping her arms around herself and returning to her usual flat-foot hover an inch off the ground.
Her expression went blank, again, and her body stiffened into its usual unyielding stance. That's right. She shouldn't be like that. For a moment, she seemed to have forgotten who she was. There was a reason she had created her club, a reason she didn't have many friends. It was weakness, otherwise, wasn't it? And of all students for her to have hugged in a moment of weakness, it had to be Enzo; he was, of course, her business partner. He could not have appreciated the gesture, surely, was what she thought of it. And yet, she was still concerned for his well-being.
Amarus reached into her outer robe and extracted a thin vial. "I do not often give these away, any more, but I think this should be an exception," she said, looking away and tossing it towards him nonchalantly. She shrugged one bare shoulder. "If you would like to dull the pain. If you do not want it, it can be sold."
"Though it is hardly appearance that should count. Are you hurt badly?" she asked, still refusing in her own way to make eye contact or move at all outside of the space she had occupied since the hug was broken.
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 8:00 pm
Enzo cleared his throat, adjusting his suspenders as he glanced to the side, "Eeeeeh, I've gotten worse," He lied, strategically omitting just WHO beat him up. The vial took him by surprise, and he fumbled to catch it, "Er- thanks, Pidge." He would have winked, but the swelling made it difficult, and so he ventured a grin instead.
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Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 9:30 am
"Will you go get that tended to?" she asked, finally turning her face towards him again, trying to mask her concern. It did occur to her, briefly, she had taken and passed a First Aid course-- it hadn't been the most graceful of experiences. She had definitely dropped a pencil into a mannequin's mouth at some point.
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Posted: Wed Jan 29, 2014 1:13 am
"Eh, there's noffin' really to attend to but let 'er heal," He shrugged, trying to look nonchalant about it. He was still flushed as he brushed himself off and looked over the vial she had handed him. "Sorry I was scarce the past few months, Pidge. Family matters. You know how it goes," He shrugged, uncorking the thing and knocking it back like a shot.
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2014 8:03 am
Amarus' expression went blank, and she withdrew. "No, Enzo, I do not know how it goes," she said, turning away from him and clasping her hands together, silver eyes dulled and distant.
"In any case, I am sorry you let yourself get beaten up. You should spar with me more," she added, her voice surely not sounding particularly sorry at all. It seemed like she was already somewhere far off.
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