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 Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 4:17 pm
 xxxxxAurios the Lost•••xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx All I see is ghosts.
All I know is pieces.
Do you know who I am? Aurios scanned her face for a moment but all he could discern was a pleasant warmth that he himself hadn't been around in awhile. His was a road of travel and not many shared that fate for long. He closed his eyes and let a soft smile creep onto his lips before opening them again, their appearance calm. Something had obviously settled internally.
"You are a strange one, Miss Angel."he said softly, running a hand through his hair."Well, what do we do now?" What is it that hunts me on the edge of my vision and haunts my dreams?
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 4:43 pm
  Angel d`Monte Lions make you brave,
Giants give you faith.
Death is a charade,
You don`t have to feel safe to feel unafraid. Angel giggled lightly, though melodically as she shook her head, "you aren`t one to judge Aurios..." she said teasingly, being pulled from her inner turmoil. She didn`t like to think about her situation, about him.
"What do we do now..." she echoed, turning to face the Tavern once more, "well, apparently I`m supposed to stay in this place.. they have a ... what did Faris call it .. a "room" for me.." she said softly, stumbling over some of the human terms Faris had used. She`d been so used to living in the wild that she nearly forgot what civilization was. "Perhaps we can go inside.. find my "room" and then go from there?" she offered with a small smile.
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 5:18 pm
xxxxxAurios the Lost•••xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx All I see is ghosts.
All I know is pieces.
Do you know who I am? Aurios chuckled for a moment and held out a hand to abate her question he knew she had. After a moment he regained himself and walked past her, pausing at the door.
"For future reference.."
he said softly, a soft giggle still on his lips.
"Don't ever ask a man back to your 'room' unless you plan to spend the night with him, if you catch my meaning. It's the modern world's way of invitation."
He grinned and swung the door open, making just enough noise that a few of the patrons turned to regard him before returning to their business. The barkeep put on eye on him before turning the full way when he saw Angel. What is it that hunts me on the edge of my vision and haunts my dreams?
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 5:25 pm
Angel d`Monte Lions make you brave,
Giants give you faith.
Death is a charade,
You don`t have to feel safe to feel unafraid. Her head tilted to the side slightly and she frowned at him, "spend the night with him? Well, if you need a place to stay perhaps you can.." she said confusedly as she followed him into the Tavern. She didn`t understand why it had been funny at all, but she shrugged it off. There were many things she had to learn about the human concept of understanding.
Her eyes passed over a few of the patrons and she resisted the urge to scoff as she realized that some of them were humans. She took a few steps towards the barkeep and smiled lightly, "Hello~. My name is Angel d`Monte.. I paid for a "room" here.. Faris sent me.." she said lightly, shuddering at the fact that she could potentially be living in a place where there were humans. The thought made her anxious.
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 6:02 pm
xxxxxAurios the Lost•••xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx All I see is ghosts.
All I know is pieces.
Do you know who I am? The barkeep nodded, his eyes fluttering away from her to the key rack. Fumbling for a moment, he found her key with the note from Farris and then softly, reverantly, handed the key to her. It was obvious he'd never seen one of her before. The rest of the tavern looked on in the same stupified manner. Aurios sighed with irritation.
"Yes, yes."he said with mock appreciation."She's got wings and she's from above. Move along."
Growling he took her by the arm and dragged her upstairs, a few quieted and strangled cries of discordance following them up the stairs. When they were safe he let go of her arm and sighed, gently taking the key from her and determining the room number.
"Come on, let's go."he said softly and gave a hint of a smile before trodding down the hallway. What is it that hunts me on the edge of my vision and haunts my dreams?
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 6:09 pm
Angel d`Monte Lions make you brave,
Giants give you faith.
Death is a charade,
You don`t have to feel safe to feel unafraid. Angel smiled lightly at the barkeep and took the key he handed her, then shuddered as she felt all eyes on her. Luckily Aurios came to her aid and she smiled warmly at him, following his lead as he tugged her up the stairs. The fact that he had mentioned where she was from made her shake slightly and it showed in her voice when she spoke finally. "This key has a number on it.. not sure what it means.. 23.." she read, biting softly at her lower lip.
Faris had said that some of the people in the Tavern would be a bit, brutal. She was glad that Aurios was with her, unsure if she`d have been able to do this by herself. "Thank you again, Aurios.." she said softly, a smile playing over her lips.
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 6:36 pm
xxxxxAurios the Lost•••xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx All I see is ghosts.
All I know is pieces.
Do you know who I am? If Aurios heard it, he made no motion to show it. Instead he kept examining the door numbers until he found number 23.
"Aha!"he cried suddenly."I've found your room!"
Quickly using the key to unlock it, he opened the door and stepped aside.
"Here we are."he said. What is it that hunts me on the edge of my vision and haunts my dreams?
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 6:40 pm
Angel d`Monte Lions make you brave,
Giants give you faith.
Death is a charade,
You don`t have to feel safe to feel unafraid. Angel followed him into the room and smiled at the few things that were in it. The scottish talking kitty must`ve brought them. She saw a few dresses, a blanket, and a couple scrolls Faris must`ve send over. She smiled at everything and sat down on her bed, "ah.. this is a room..." she said happily, then pushed herself back up and walked over to the window, peering out of it. "I can see quite far from here.." she said softly, then turned to look at Aurios.
"Would you like to stay the night?" she asked, then her face flushed for a moment, "I don`t mean an 'invitation' ..." she clarified, laughing lightly.
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 6:45 pm
xxxxxAurios the Lost•••xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx All I see is ghosts.
All I know is pieces.
Do you know who I am? Aurios shook his head without hesitation. Rooms were not a comfort he particularly enjoyed. Too cramped.
"No thank you, Miss."he said gently, a soft smile crossing his face.."I've found I don't care much for them, homely or not. I will be...around I suppose."
Taking a glance outside he saw it was slowly growing to be an orange sky. Sighing gently to himself he turned his gaze down the hallway and turned to leave.
"Do take care of yourself."he said softly, though he knew she could hear him."The humans are weak willed in this part of the world. Sleep with a blade and lock your door for your safety." What is it that hunts me on the edge of my vision and haunts my dreams?
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 6:50 pm
Angel d`Monte Lions make you brave,
Giants give you faith.
Death is a charade,
You don`t have to feel safe to feel unafraid. Angel nodded as he spoke. She understood him, she hated being locked up as well and part of her wondered how often she would even stay in this room. "For now, Aurios..." she said softly as he left.
Her eyes turned to the window once more and she sighed, pushing it open carefully. The cool breeze that floated in allowed her solace enough for a moment and she sat on a small chair near it, staring up at the sky. The sun made the clouds turn orange, pink and yellow and she longed to be flying amongst them. The clouds would tingle and dance over her skin, and she shuddered at the thought of it.
Aurios` words then rang through her head, the humans. She shuddered and immediately rose to her feet and locked the door to her room, sighing with relief once she had. She felt stuck here, locked in this room. She could never go downstairs and would likely resort to flying in and out of her window. A small sigh escaped her lips as she rested her chin on her palm, "what have I gotten myself into.." she whispered.
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 9:00 pm
The world was much larger from this size. Damned was he that he could not move about in his warrior-form any longer. "Meddlesome mages, always stripping people of powers at their master's word. Just because brethren started a war does not mean I wanted any part of that s**t." The voice had lost it's Scottish ring. He now simply sounded rather like a certain mortal comedian, George Carlin. He continued to slink along as he passed from the Village's Square and into the Tavern. Noticing the Renter wasn't at the desk just then, the tiny kitten showed greater than expected power and leaped up upon the desk. Looking over the names listed onto the blackboard, he saw the Grace's name chalked by 23. With a grunt he continued to mutter, "Mythical zombie man that was immaculately conceived! Finally. I almost would have figured that she was instead housed in the Mansion."
The kitten hopped down and headed back into the rooming areas. He watched the dust-wielding being pass him and quickly moving to the wall as he passed before going to the shut door separating him from the woman he had been set to tend to by his 'master'. The term could really only be loosely used. "Great. ******** shut. I better be answered quick or I am going to start making it hard to ignore me and bounce off the door!" The kitten sighed before he started to meow loudly and as obnoxiously as he could, the rest of the Tavern-goers be damned.
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Posted: Sat Jan 23, 2010 9:41 am
Angel d`Monte Lions make you brave,
Giants give you faith.
Death is a charade,
You don`t have to feel safe to feel unafraid. Angel heard the meowing and blinked several times before it finally clued in and she hopped up to open the door. As she did she found herself looking down upon the odd scottish kitten. She giggled and stepped aside for him, "hello..." she said softly and padded back over to the window.
She sat back down upon the chair and stared out of it once more, sighing softly. "You know.. I feel like a prisoner in this room.." she said quietly, turning to face the kitten again.
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Posted: Sat Jan 23, 2010 12:24 pm
Otis padded into the room and then stretched up and leaned against the door to shut it. This event, of course took a great deal of force, several tries and a number of loud swears in a Scottish brogue before the door barely clicked to indicate being shut. The feline was panting by the time he looked up to the lock and gave an exasperated whine. "Well ******** that s**t. I am too ******** tiny and to damn fuzzy to be able to get up there and turn that damn key in the lock." Turning a few times on the spot, Otis rose up on his back legs and examined his small, sharp claws before dropping to all fours again and raking the tips of those same claws against the wooden floor.
"So, Faris says that he apologizes for disappearing. His twin had sent him a letter sayin' that she needed him to do what he could to set up the rooms for when she is arriving. Lady's got him under her thumb... I'd have brouht those books for ya, but one of those scrolls alone weigh three times what I do." The kitten was wandering around the room checking for mice, bugs and any precarious traps. By the time Otis reached the window at which the Grace was standing, he'd gotten covered in dust and found nothing that could be even mildly entertaining. "But I am here if ya need anything. Like, maybe you need to wiggle about a string for me? Or maybe you want to play put-put with a stick and a ball of twine?" Unable to help it, Otis' eyes glossed over as he imagined Lord Sugroku and his grandson playing put-put on intricate courses that sprawled across the huge Imperial Office, always with twine that sometimes unraveled as it rolled.
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 12:45 pm
Angel d`Monte Lions make you brave,
Giants give you faith.
Death is a charade,
You don`t have to feel safe to feel unafraid. Angel stared down at the odd kitten and then got up from the window and made her way over to quickly lock the door. She couldn`t risk anyone else trying to get in. She sighed softly as she knelt down beside the kitten and stroked it`s soft fur for a moment in thought. "That`s alright, thank you Otis" she said softly.
Her eyes scanned the bare room for a moment and she shrugged her shoulders, "we can play for a while if you`d like.." she said with a small grin. She then pulled the necklace from around her neck, slipped the locket off it and began to tease the string in front of Otis. Angel had to giggle at the kitten`s mannerisms as she played with him, and she sighed once before speaking again; hoping he wasn`t too distracted by the string. "I`m not sure I belong here, Otis. This tavern... the people downstairs they.. stared at me and if I wasn`t with Aurios I may have feared for my life. And the place reeks of human.." she said in a soft, concerned tone.
After a few moments the enclosed space was becoming too much for Angel, she sighed and tied the string to a chair leg, watching the breeze pick it up and swing it around, "that should keep you busy..." she said with a soft smile, she then slipped out of her room, closing the door softly behind herself.
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 5:55 pm
xxxxxAurios the Lost•••xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx All I see is ghosts.
All I know is pieces.
Do you know who I am? Aurios wandered. It was what he was used to. There was nothing else to do around here it seemed. He walked and wandered about before finding himself right back where he started. Frowning to himself as he stared at the tavern door, he sighed and walked away again. Finally deciding to sit down in the nearby bar, he bought himself some Midnight Wine and buried himself in a corner booth. What is it that hunts me on the edge of my vision and haunts my dreams?
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