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 Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 2:04 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 2:06 am
Blood_Goddess Jedrek shook his head "thats probably not a good idea. seein' as the Coffee's out look on Candies has not improved. an I find no reason you should be risking your health when i can return to the swamp myself."
he lowered his eyes lids. why didn't it make sense to him, it seemed to easy to all the other Numa. even Shiri would be able to understand it better then him.
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 2:08 am
 "Ba-" She tried to make sense of the differances that she didn't see; only in looks perhaps. "Yo quiero que tu- ... are happy..." She said admitting to what she tried to do; in a light mumble trying hard not to accept his unwillingness. "I bid only that you should once again feel.." She lowered her head and so did her ears and feathers as she turned over in a laid postition. Her scales became much like scales against her body so slickly. She had not wanted him to be sad; nor has the unwillingness to feel.
Something told her... That just maybe. With one chance she could get him to feel at least one emotion. Any. She tried her best in wanting to make it possible. " ...." Her admitting for his happiness seemed even more inpolite. She then made herself bow in forgiveness for such a comment.
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 6:04 pm
Jedrek did not say anything at first. she had expressed many times her opinions on emotions, as well as her hopes that maybe someday he would get them back.
though he did not have an opinion on this, he did know the facts of the situation, something that she, no matter how many times he explained, chose to over look, or ignore.
that was probably called Faith, and hope. two things that had also become foreign to him.
he watched her bow her head and turned casually away, slurping like he usually did.
"what would you do. if you died, and awoke, to live with a diein' soul?"
he did not remember his reaction to when it happened. he remembered it happening, but no feeling... no thought.
he mused for a moment, maybe if a candy had become undead. maybe it would be different for them.
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 6:23 pm
Beatrice's head lightly rose and her ears perked up with a slight twitch.
"Hm? ..."
She backed some and thought about what he said. She thought about it long and hard. She looked down almost picturing what it would be like in her position. Her ears slicked down and her imagination got the best of her almost making it apparent that she was living in her own daydream about it. Her thoughts about death and reliving.
"If I were to die..." She said almost in a fright when she awoke from her daydream about it.
"If I were to die. I'd miss my humans... my friends... My heart... my soul... wanted only more. To be with them. Always. Even of a souless relief or life. I'd only.. want the best for them. Only wanted to be with them. Around them... Even if my body is gone..." Her heart spilt out and tears formed in her eyes. She fought them back nervously. Her paws snugged on her face.
A bitter truth of it all. She'd want to fight on. No matter what for the ones she cared for most. She couldn't bare to think theyre was a chance that... she couldn't hold on to life. Even if the walking dead. She'd want most to stay around them. If they wanted her around.
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 7:05 pm
he did not look back at her as she spoke, expression not changing.
he chuckled softly, though still very haunting, as it always was.
"when i meet an undead Candy, I'll have to ask em that"
he shifted his dark eyes back at her, not moving his head.
he wondered if it was possible to retain ones will power after they die, and if what she was saying could possibly happen. though he could not take her explanation to seriously, after all, she was not dead.
"so you have others to care about?" he asked
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 7:12 pm
She nodded her head softly.
"I care...
about my human, and my sister very... very much... I have some friends too... that I have taken them in to my heart. She sniffled some still trying to get herself together.
"....I wouldn't know what would happen. Your right. But.. there..must have been, just maybe their have had to be a day where you; as dead... felt that need to be wanted. Cared for as well..." She couldn't look up. Her tail flickered and resided at her side hurt some of what she was thinking about.
in a slight mumble under her breath she uttered the words.
"Y tambien yo quiero a ti. Simpre a aquien que to quiere..."
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 7:47 pm
he watched the tears, then moved his attention back onto her.
"I used to." he answered "I don't remember havin' anyone important to me before I died. but I didn't stop feelin' everything right away. I remember i still had somethin' but whatever i had, it left over time. now all I've got is mah amusement"
he chuckles darkly, crossing his claws and smirking at her.
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 8:56 pm
Her ears slicked down with light ease. She pawed at her face to make sure tears didnt stream down after. She shook her head and her ears flickered up. With black eyes bright with a hint of glaze she looked at him; wanting to know if those feelings... thoughs emotions that he lost. Does he miss them or want them back.
Her tail flickered to her side and she looked up and then to him. His smirk was gradifying. It... was sweet. She smiled lightly with a hint of flushed cheeks upon her white fur. She flutter her wings.
"Do you miss ... having feelings, emotions...? Have you ever thought of wanting them back?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 11:08 am
Still, the Numa did not seen to understand, giving her a blank look for a moment, wondering if made her own question could be realized by herself.
he blinked slowly popping his jaw a couple of times before replying.
she just didn't want to give up
"I don't feel anythin'" he said monotoned and deep. "I can't miss emotions because i no longer feel any" he cocked his head sideways, as if his neck had given in,
"I don't even remember what emotions are like" he slurped looking around uninterestedly
(poor Bea crying trying so hard)
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 12:47 pm
(( hehe. She is used to getting knocked down emotionally but gets back somehow >> she has a strong will... thats what I like about her ))
Her ears slicked down. "Hm. How about if we try and do something you like? Or liked?" She cocked her head to one side with a soft smile. "And I know you like caff. stuff. So why don't we... " She thought for a second at what she was about to think. How about if she did... would it help. She wanted to help him. She really wanted to help... surprisingly she had the will to want to.
"Why.. don't we go to the swamp?" Her voice was lowered and questioning.
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 2:04 pm
still, she didn't seem to get it, rolling a shoulder indifferently he rose to his feet.
perhaps she just wanted to go. and as useful as the cookie was, he could definitely use more coffee.
"very well" he droned, looking down at her, then turned and started walking his way to the Swamp.
he found trying to explain again would be pointless, there discussion could go around in circles and yet this living Numa refused to give in an accept it... was she scared maybe? to believe that it could be possible to just not feel?
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 2:17 pm
She pounced to his side following over to the swamp. She was particularly scared of the swamp or anything. Just that the other coffee numa that came around wanted to take over; which that was scary...
Her ears slicked down. She could'nt help but want to show him.. just once again how to feel. She wasn't about to give up; but she didn't want to push him to hate her...
Her face became surreal and quite again as she did when they met. Her face began to become emotionless but wanting. She rose her head getting the smell of fresh coffee in her nose. It didn't bother her THAT much. But it did make her nose want to sneeze..
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 11:24 am
his sense of smell was long since dead, though his eye sight was perfectly in tact. and even though he could not smell the coffee, he could tell they were getting closer to his home. by how different the environment grew. though he never considered it home, until he saw the black liquorish trees that bordered the swamp.
he did not say a word the whole way there. not because he was angry or annoyed, but for the simple fact that he had nothing to talk about. and he did not like to talk about useless things.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 3:33 pm
Beatrice didn't want to close but the swamp was getting more deeper and the forests of coffee. The smell was pleasent when it was just minor but the thickness of it started to get her lightheaded. "gauh..." She mumbled and something growled. She looked around with perked hers.
Her wings slicked down all her feathers so her balance was better. Then... she heard another growl and she then walked close to him. With soft paws only barely touching the swamped floor... She kept looking around. She only went to the outskirts to get him some coffee and swent to the soda river just barely enough to get him something that resided at home.
She looked at the holes that were inside his pelt. She saw something in there and wanted to touch it, its be rude... She said. She saw some blood and licked his neck of it. Like a dog would when it has a wound. She knew there were a lot of holes she supposed but there was blood slipping out. Her ears slicked down and then she turned when to hear another something.
With her tail she flickered looking around. She could bare the smell of coffee. But ... she got lightheaded quickly. She wasn't used to it but it was ok... she would need to get used it soon enough.
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