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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 12:19 am
[A private RP thinger for me and Kimis~ heart ]
Demare was sprawled out on the couch per usual, having been coming to the headquarters during the past few days to relax and get away from Roswell for a while. That stupid fairy... he was so troublesome. Just a freaking annoyance... However, Neko made him promise not to kill the bugger, so he had to put up with him. Well, whatever... So long as it didn't follow him outside of the house, it would be fine. ...For now.
His legs swung a little bit over the edge of the arm on the couch, his hands folded together and resting on his stomach as his blank eyes stared up at the ceiling. Clare wasn't speaking to him for one reason or another; he and Demian had a spat the other day, and the demon hadn't heard from the angel since. He must have been sleeping now, however, because the body would simply grow unresponsive when he tried to give up control. Well... FINE. WHATEVER. He didn't need that stupid brat anyway. If he didn't want to talk to him, then... then so be it!
Demare was getting a little frustrated, however. Too many things were getting on his nerves, and he felt like he was losing his grip on Clare. He needed to be the strong one. He needed to be feared! ...Yes, that was it... He just needed to...
The halfling closed his eyes, trying to surpress his thoughts. No, destroying things just wasn't satisfying anymore. In fact, it was actually getting boring. He needed something new, something fresh. He needed something... different.
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 12:39 am
Mayu paced about the entrance of the HQ, deciding whether or not she should go inside. The flowers just around the corner were beckoning to her! Aw, whatever, she would go inside for a sec. If there was no one there, then it was straight to the flowers!
Poking her head into the building, Mayu called out a small hello, pink eyes darting about. And then she saw the boy upon the couch. She had never seen him before -- maybe she could spare just a few minutes inside the place. After all, she did so love meeting new people!
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 12:45 am
Demare opened his eyes halfway, turning his head enough to see who had called out. Hmph... a girl? UGH, what a God awful color she was wearing. Still, it wasn't like he had anything else to do, and he'd never seen the child before. ...And she was odd. Were those branches sticking out of her neck??
Turning his head to look back up at the ceiling, he called back half-heartedly, "Hey."
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 12:54 am
Mayu waved, trotting over to an armchair and sitting down. And here came the awkward silence. She wasn't exactly good at starting conversations, and she searched her mind for something, anything to break the silence.
"Whatcha looking at?" She inquired, looking up at the ceiling. There was plaster ... and nothing else. What was so interesting about it?
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 12:59 am
"Absolutely nothing," came his answer without much thought. "I'm blind."
Of course, he was lying. He just didn't know what else to say. He only looked at the ceiling because there wasn't anything else to look at.
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 1:06 am
"Oh ... Sorry for asking, then."
Mayu bit her lip -- maybe she had hurt the blind boy's feelings! There was not much one could say to someone who was blind, and she sank back into the armchair with a sigh. Perhaps going to the HQ was a bad idea after all ...
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 1:10 am
...She believed him? So this one might not have been too smart. Or maybe she was too trusting. Grah... Clare would do better in the body right now. CURSE THAT STUPID ANGEL!
"I was joking," he said reluctantly, slowly moving to sit himself up, swinging his legs around the arm of the couch so his feet could rest on the ground. "I wasn't looking at anything. Just thinking."
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 1:19 am
"Ah," Mayu replied, pink rushing to her face. Kimiko had always teased that she was too gullible, and there was an example of it. "Right."
"Thinking about what?" The girl cocked her head in curiosity; she had always been a bit nosy.
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 1:22 am
"You seem to ask a lot of questions," Demare sighed, resting his arms on his knees as he hunched over a little bit.
He winced slightly as his head began to hurt. Something wasn't right...
"I was just thinking about... someone. He's been making me frustrated lately, and I was trying to figure out how to deal with him."
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 1:26 am
"Sorry." It was a habit to ask questions for this young one when there was nothing to talk about, and there wasn't much of a conversation going on.
"Just talk to him!" Mayu suggested, "Tell him that he's bugging you and try to work out an agreement." Of course, her way of problem-solving didn't work for everyone, but it was a helpful suggestion.
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 1:30 am
Demare raised a brow at her. If only if it was that easy.
"That would be great if he'd actually talk to me," he muttered. "The situation is fairly different from what you're thinking..."
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 1:40 am
Mayu was quite confused by now, what was the situation at hand? By what she had heard, the boy sitting upon the couch was annoyed at someone, but they weren't talking to him? Then how could he be annoyed if the other one had done nothing wrong?
"Wait, then, what is the situation?" She asked curiously.
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 1:43 am
Demare opened his mouth to say something, but closed it again as his eyes grew wide. He slumped backward limply for a moment, completely lifeless.
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 1:51 am
"That's no help!" Mayu pouted, crossing her arms. Opening one eye, she realized that the boy had ... fainted?!
"HEY! WAKE UP!" She yelled, trying to snap him out of unconsciousness.
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2006 2:00 am
After a few moments of silence, his fingers began to twitch, his wings flexing a little bit. It seemed to take a lot of strength for him to sit upright again, and the boy almost seemed exhausted. Demare reached a hand to his chest, grabbing at the material of his shirt as he grimaced, trying to get his heart to catch up with him. Changing souls was always so painful...
"Y-you'll have to forgive me..." he finally managed to spit out, taking a few deep breaths as he started to calm down. He needed to save face somehow... "I don't believe I ever introduced myself. My name is Demare."
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