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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 11:35 am
He had known some of the things that the woman showed him, and some he didn't. As they went over the books, time seemed to fly by as the first of the other employees began to enter the cafe. Luckily however, they were downstairs where Kraun and Lucind were upstairs in the library section. Otherwise, chaos might have began.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 12:56 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 1:15 pm
Kraun took his host's advice and went down the elevator quietly down to the cellar. Entering the guestroom, he picked out a set of the black chinese styled robes from the bag and put it on, letting the material glide across his skin and fall over his robes. And as the woman were chatting on the main floor, he quietly made his way through the cellar and up the stairs.
A tall blind man, assumed since his eyes were closed, with skin as pale as a ghost emerged from the backroom, having come up the stairs quietly while the women finished their conversation. The black robes he wore contrasted against his long silvery-white hair which fell down his back. One second he wasnt there, and the next, he was, he just moved very quietly, like when he was in the monastery.
He did not say anything, though he heard the last bit of the conversation on his way up, he just stood there.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 2:15 pm
While sipping on her strong drink she felt Kraun approaching, maybe a moment earlier than the others did, but didn't say anything, facing the espresso machine. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed Kraun appear in the door frame.
Uny jumped and Kara quickly grabbed two vases with fresh flowers which were about to fall off of the tray. Lorenna's eyes widened and her face first turned red, matching her short hair, then white after making her way to the counter. "H...hello."
For a moment no-one spoke, then Kara cleared her throat, managed to smile at Kraun and introduced herself as well as the other two. Uny waved shyly(?) and Lorenna finally whispered something like, "Wow...", which made Lucind chuckle.
The Half-Siren looked at the monk. "We'll open in half an hour and until the other girls come around midday I have to help down here. Then I'll be in the library section. So, if you like you can watch what we're doing." It had already occured to her that he could later on help in the small kitchen, preparing the snacks. If it would work out was another question, but Lucind wanted to speak about it with Kara first.
"Is there anything else I can do for you now?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 2:26 pm
The monk bowed slightly at the greetings before he answered her question. As usual, it was short and direct, as he spoke in his quiet tone, "No."
With that done, he took his leave as he disappeared into the doorway once again, letting the employees of the cafe to their work as he went up the stairs until he got to the roof. He just stood up there, watching the town below in the sunlight and breeze of the ocean.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 3:14 pm
After Kraun left Lorenna and Uny swamped Lucind with questions like she'd expected and answered patiently, also explaining again that he wasn't to blame for this bone chilling cold and that it didn't mean he was in bad mood or something like that. And she gave them the advice to never ask him to let them see his eyes.
By the time they opened the girls had calmed down and Kara quietly mentioned they had to talk while standing next to the Half-Siren.
Some hours later Lucind had a break and went into her room, taking a small portion of pasta and a coke with her. She listened to the radio while sitting on the small desk at the window and having lunch. Yet her thoughts trailed off. The news of the new guest had spread quickly and some of the waitresses seemed to be rather nervous about it. Lucind didn't regret anything and until now everything had developed like she'd supposed. Still... Maybe she hadn't really calculated all consquences of her deed. Chewing on the fork she watched out the window.
The woman finally went to see if Kraun was in his room.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 7:05 pm
The room in the cellar would be empty. The monk had spent the entire day up on the roof of the building, watching the town throughout the day in solitude and quiet. What he did up there, nobody knew, but it probably wouldnt be much.
In truth, he spent most of the day just gazing around the town, into the deepest corners and finest of details, which buildings were located where and so forth. Though that took up the morning, he spent the time since then in the afternoon sitting crossed legged on top of the building, the rosary's beads cycling through his fengers quietly as the faint sounds of the town around him could be hard, drifting up from the base of the building. He liked the roof. It was quiet and empty.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 12:47 am
For Kraun wasn't there she spontaneously started to tidy up the room and carried a lot of the stuff over into the other storing room. She had informed Chief and the others of the kitchen before and so far they weren't really interested in having a neighbour now in the cellar.
Lucind pulled two to levers on the right wall to open the high windows and scanned the room, pondering about how to make it look more friendly - even if the monk was used to meagre furnished rooms or didn't care about it. For a start, she exchanged the paper under the blue candles for a circular glass plate. Looking at her watch the woman found she still had some time left to walk into the town. Before she left she placed a key holder, a short piece of braided, black leather threads, with two keys on it: one for the room's door, the second for the door between stairs and elevator.
In the late afternoon, when all employees had to be there to serve the many guests, Lucind drove up to the roof. One of the girls had told her he seemed to be there all day. She found him sitting on the platform and quietly walked over. "How are you doing?" Yawning softly she knelt down next to him, leaning against the railing.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 12:50 am
He opened his eyes for a single moment to look out the corner of them to the speaker before he closed them again. "I am fine. You?" he replied. It was common courtesy to ask how someone else was when they ask you, and this was something he had picked up during his stay in the monastery, though little used.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 1:31 am
"I'm okay, thank you. Hope it wasn't too boring for you. It's really busy today. But at the moment Feimurgan's still closed on Sundays and Mondays, so the next two days. I could give you a sightseeing tour through Latent tomorrow, for example."
The Half-Siren crossed her legs and turned her head to let her look wander down over other buildings and into the streets.
"But ah...it's also your decision. I mean, I don't want to tell you to do this and that when you maybe would like to do something else." Again she noticed she automatically acted and spoke calmer when being around the man.
Lucind glanced at him. "In the end, you have your own free will, ne?" She finished with a soft smile.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 11:19 am
"I was thinking the same thing." he replied, though half of that, he was actually thinking about going into the surrounding forests. He stopped cycling through the string of beads and then wrapped the rosary around his left wrist.
"Do you like the constant flow of people entering and leaving your store?" he asked. Kraun himself prefering quiet, privacy, and small crowds over large and noisy crowds of people, and it seemed such a place as this, there were always many people about.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 12:32 pm
"Sometimes it's hard to endure."
The Half-Siren looked at him, realizing that no-one else had ever asked her this. She tilted her head back, gazing at the fluffy clouds above. "All those voices, filled with emotions...when I'm tired or ill it's hard to block them off."
The biggest cloud started to transform into a rabbit wearing glasses, then a sunflower.
"People often say this but think just the opposite of it. To impress others. To hide their weakness. To cheat themselves. Can be bothersome."
Lucind closed her eyes, and the wind brushed her lids. One corner of her mouth curled into a smile. "But in generell I like it. Sometimes make me feel being more alive."
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 12:37 pm
"Alive?" the monk asked, the question directed at the meaning of feeling alive rather than being alive, which of course the feeling was foreign to him as most every other feeling.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 1:10 pm
"Uhn,"she nodded with her eyes still closed. "I've spent a lot of time with my clan during the last years and it supports the development of my Siren part.
We're supposed to be guardians of soul and mind and thus have to deal with all kind of feelings, sometimes real abysses of sickening emotions, wishes, hopes and dreams." Lucind's voice sounded calm, almost monotonous when she told him this.
"To be able to stand it we have to temporarily lock our own feelings. And this, I think, starts to change us at some point, after many, many years of following our...'destiny' Maybe it's normal for them, being pureblooded, but when I look at them it seems they sometimes forget what it means to really feel something."
By that, her amber eyes rested on his face, barely blinking.
"And it scares me."
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 1:16 pm
The monk reached out and patted her arm softly, almost like one does to reassure someone of something, only when he did it, it was just barely his fingertips that touched her, as he himself did not touch other things that often, and even when he did, it was with the most delicate and gentle movements ever. Hard to think that something as destructive as he is, was also capable of great gentleness.
It must have been an odd scene, where two extremes existed, one that could feel so much she could feel other's emotions, whereas the other one was cold as the winter wind, harsh as to allow virtually no emotions to exist.
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