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 Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 1:07 pm
Taro was content to sleep a hundred years in his tree, again. He did not want the anyone to see him nude (featherless). Avoiding everyone meant he had come up with a brilliant strategy to do so, the "Don't Leave the Nest, Ever" plan. Success was inevitable, no one knew he was living in the tree except those who hated him.
This description was suppose to included Moé, who had encouraged Caleb to make Taro a cleaning device at their first and last meeting. Moé, who had just walked up to his tree, found him, and currently trying to talk to him.
Upon hearing 'sake', the human in the tree twisted to look down at Moé lustfully. The current redhead lunged awkwardly from the tree's womb, as if to take flight. Instead he took a taste of dirt as his face hit the ground.
He didn't get up.
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 1:11 pm
Moé tried to help him up.
"Oh, is that you? You have the same clothes. So you can turn into human? I thought only my species could do that..."
She shook the liquid in the bottle.
"I came here to ask for forgiveness. Sir forgave you, so why not?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 1:24 pm
Taro stood with Moé's help, happy that she may not possibly absolutely hate him. After finding his balance without his wings, Taro purposely walked behind his tree with Moé's sake bottle in hand.
"The trick is changing back, it seems." he muttered before peeking out at her from his hiding spot. "And you got it backwards, I should be the one to ask for your forgiveness... and its really hard for me to do without a knife to my throat..." Taro said loudly as he watched for Moé's reaction.
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 1:32 pm
Moé shrugged.
"Ah well. This bottle of sake didn't dent my wallet that much, you shouldn't feel bad about it."
She held her hand out to shake his.
"Truce? As long as if you don't hurt Sir, I mean."
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 1:40 pm
Taro blushed considerably as he looked at her hand a moment, but made no effort to shake it.
"Sure, truce." he said as he moved back behind the tree. "...Do you love him?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 1:43 pm
Moé nodded.
"Yes. He just doesn't love me back at all, and it'd be out of character for him to anyways, but I still persist. I have Montblanc syndrome; it was inevitable, but I was wishing that it wouldn't, so I tried everything."
She paused.
"He said that he doesn't like me since I lack a 'thought process', but I think that my species has something to do with it as well."
She paused again.
"You've heard of the Lady, right?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 1:52 pm
The left side of Taro's face came to view, the expression on it puzzled.
"I've been asleep for 100 years, and have spent the past few days either serching for my kin... or being threatened by your 'Sir' and the women he keeps." he said flatly, "I really have no idea what sort of mess I woke up to."
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 1:58 pm
Moé paused.
"Oh. Here, I'll explain; the Lady is, well, God. The ultimate kami, the origin of all creation, the mother. Other names for her are Yahweh, Amaterasu, and Allah. She is the only ten-tailed fox in all creation. She is also my, err, biological mother. So I'm a messiah of sorts. I am the granddaughter of the young girl who chopped down your last tree, but my grandfather was not Sir; my grandfather was a human named Iori Kura."
She paused.
"This is a school campus; a location where children learn how to survive in the real world. These hundred years advanced in technology, and now people live in warm, insulated buildings."
She pouted.
"...and he is not 'mine'. Since he does not love me back, I hold no possession over him."
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 2:05 pm
Taro's head cocked to the side with a spark of interest in his eyes. Disregarding Moé obvious torment over her unrequited love, he inches forward.
"So you have no mate?" He inquires with an innocent but transparent tone in his voice.
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 2:10 pm
Moé's face flushed bright red, and shook her head.
"I-I don't like to think of it that way. You obviously have to, you know, wait a bit... And since Sir doesn't like me, I guess not."
[[Moé disregards everything. I love playing ignorant rpcs.
Any girl with 100 IQ points or more would be like 'agggh gtfo!'. XD]]
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 2:18 pm
Taro knelt on one knee in front of Moé, taking her hands into his.
"My beautiful flower, do you believe in destiny?" he said with total seriousness in his lordly tone.
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 2:18 pm
Caleb did truly wondered what that noise was, and hopefully he could still find out what it was. He stood and walked out of the room. Finding what he thought to be a teacher trying to hide behind a desk. "...What are you trying to accomplish?" Caleb questioned her.
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 2:21 pm
Moé blinked, very visible confusion on her face.
"Huh? What are you talking about? I don't believe in fate. For example, my mother wanted me to concentrate on faith instead of science."
[[Me: XD
Montblanc: He's very polite! ^_^
Lucy: I have an IQ of 93 and even I can see what he's doing...]]
~*~
[[EDIT]]
Lucy looked up at Caleb, and stood.
"Hello. I am trying to rest, and evade my ever-persistent suitor."
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 2:30 pm
Taro's expression fell for a split second, before rebounding back.
"Neither do I, my lovely toaster strudel, and as such I wonder if we might create our future... together?"
(Blah, I can't think of really corny things to say.)
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 2:31 pm
"And who would this 'suitor' be?" Caleb said, tilting his head slightly to the right.
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