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 Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 11:06 pm
Well, maybe not initially where instinct took over. He tried to think of a time when he would have hesitated when in peril and decided that he was too far removed from that time. And afterwords, he wondered, does Vlad ever have any regrets? He never would have thought that for the sake of new loved ones, he might regret what he had done before. Why couldn't he just let go? Because his own actions had lead to what had happened later. He sighed. "And what is it you do, now that you're here?" Val looked up to watch the coon beside him, curious.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 11:16 pm
The coon noticed t he other fall into thought. What was he thinking? He sighed and started at the other's question of him. "Well, I hang around...pull my weight." He pulled his tail up onto his lap, his fingesr running over the soft fur. "I take care of Ramos..teach him, school him." The coon looked at Val, he had to sound lame, terrible to this one. He did nothing worth doing, not really.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 11:31 pm
"Besides raising Ramos, you school him too? That's great...not just anyone can do that you know." Val smiled at the coon. At least he had a purpose... What do I do, brood all day and pet my cat. Read some books then sleep hanging upside down from the ceiling. He supressed a smirk for surely Vlad would believe he was being laughed at when he was really laughing at himself. "Hm, maybe I should try teaching... One-handed Shotgun Sharpshooting 101..."
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 11:43 pm
The russian coon noted the smirk and sighed. "Yes, well...there are few who teach around here, and he...Ramos, is too sick normally for school." He grinned at the other's comment. "I think you would be a great teacher, however, one must have patience to teach. That's something I need to work on myself." He grinned and shifted in the couch, leaning in closer to Val.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 12:13 am
Val glanced down at the floor for a moment before looking up again at Vlad. "I know you don't trust many with your brother's safety, but there are a few where I live that Ramos might like to meet. A healer for one, and other children... it might help him to be out and about, I don't know." He was not sure how to respond to his words on patience. After all, if one could be patient as a killer, one could be in other areas. Unless Vlad had had a different role than Val had assumed. 'Weapons testing' could mean so many things. The angel's crimson eyes widened. "Vladmir... what are you doing?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 11:51 pm
Vlad sighed and lowered his head in a defeated manner. "Ok Val, fine..I vill let ramos meet some of these people you say he vould like.." He looked up at the angel, his expression blank. "Should any of them hurt him they vill pay..." The Coons expression was one of great seriousness, that good humor fadded away and hidden behind a mask once more. It was reflex, not something he did with thought, it just happened.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 11:59 pm
The dark-winged angel nodded solemnly. "Of course. I understand," he said quietly. He noticed the change in the coon and glanced away, so that he was looking at nothing in particular. Shifting a wing he leaned back with his body in line with the back of the couch, resting the side of his face on his knuckles.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 12:05 am
The coon sighed and turned his body so he was facing the correct direction on the couch. He let his hair block his face before he spoke again. "it's not personal Val..." His voice had grown quieter, his voice perhaps deeper than it had been. "I... can't help it..."
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 12:15 am
Val glanced back at him for a moment then away again. A slight smirk fell across his face. "Of course it's personal, he's you're brother. But there's nothing wrong with that, however, I think - I hope - that meeting others would encourage him to get well. Asalind will be able to help him, I'm sure of it. And he is absolutely trustworthy when it comes to healing others."
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 12:20 am
The coon sighed nad nodded. "This....healer, he will come here?" The coon seemed to still be abit on egde about this idea, healers were not natural, not to him, that is why he avoided Janus. "I mean....the way I acted...it wasn't personal..." He sighed.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 12:26 am
Val smiled and turned to face Vlad. "I know," he said, waving it off with his clawed hand. "If you like, I can bring Asalind here. It may take him more than one trip if he needs to do research. He studies ailments in books and uses different medicines to heal. It's rather fascinating."
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 12:29 am
"So, he is a doctor....not a healer...not like that....demon.." He said the last word as if it were a disease. "Good, I trust this one then..." He shifted again, facing the angel. He wanted to say more, but no words came, so he fell silent, his eyes moving over the other man sitting next to him. How could this angel not see how truely perfect he was?? He chuckled to himself and shook his head. "Stupid.."
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 12:34 am
"He calls himself a healer, so I do the same out of respect. But no, he has no magical ability to my knowledge. You would have to ask him." Hearing Vlad chuckle he looked at him curiously. "What's stupid?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 12:36 am
The coon's crimson eyes darted to Val and smiled. "I am...that's vhat.." He chuckled and ran his fingers through his icy hair. He realxed against he cocuh and sighed. He really was being stupid, big time stupid.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 12:44 am
"Well..." overprotective perhaps, but Val really did not know them well enough to form his own opinion. All he could do was offer suggestions, the rest was up to them. Already he felt himself getting to close to their problems and he had done nothing, really. He sighed and watched Vlad for a moment. "What's really bothering you?"
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