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 Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 12:29 pm
Jean was walking by when he herd rage's voice. He decided not to ease drop but before he could walk away jean herd the words ' fabian' and remembered what Ndale said about Rage's younger brother .he whispers "ivan help me out over here"and the cunning soul hid the sound of jean's footsteps as he enters the room jean sneaks his way behind an old computer and sat there listening intently.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 12:48 pm
Rage finally took his head off his hands, reaching in his pocket. He took out a lighter and a cigarette, clicking a flame up and lighting the small stick. Taking a long drag, he leant back in the chair, staring at the ceiling. Looking at it properly, he could make out small patterns on what he thought was blank white. The air above him filled with smoke, coming dangerously close to the smoke detector. The teenager rolled his eyes, then looked around properly, seeing something at the corner of his sight. Behind an old computer he could make out a slight disturbance in the air particles. He narrowed his eyes, trying to make out exactly what it was, but it was impossible. Dismissing it, since it was highly unlikely to be a threat, he relaxed again, flicking his lighter on and off, deep in thought.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 6:44 pm
jean looked at rage with confution he thinks to himself 'well? you have not seen your brother for five years and all you can do is smoke?!? whats up with this guy?' jean reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a drink. Jean pantomimes 'ivan another hand please?' Ivan took a silent uneeded breth and hid jean's scent and voice. jean moves swiftly from behind the old computer to a dark corner next to a filling cabinet. Ivan: have i ever told you spying on other people's personal life is wrong? Jean: no... Ivan: well im telling you now. Jean: too late... Bishop and michael gave a small but unoticable laugh.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 5:40 am
Rage still couldn't shake off the feeling that he was being watched somehow. He wasn't one to feel paranoid, and even though he knew nobody would want to spy on -- or assissinate? -- him, there was still a nagging doubt in the back of his mind that he couldn't ignore.
That vanished from his mind, however, as he heard footsteps coming from around the corner. His gaze snapped to the corridor, narrowing as he saw who it was. "Fabian's runnin' roun' in circles, ne?" he spoke without moving, except to turn off the flame from his lighter; it wouldn't do to get distracted and accidentally burn himself.
Unexpectedly, Fabian dropped into the seat next to Rage. "Yeah well, they say imitation is the highest form of flattery."
"Wha' 're ya tryin'a say?" Rage said mock-angrily.
"Not much, really." Fabian shrugged. "Oh yeah, Noah, you should know that A of E is trying to rebuild itself."
"Really?" Rage raised an eyebrow, looking at Fabian properly. "Still, ya didn' answer my question earlier. I'll ask again; why're ya here?" he was struck by a sense of déja-vu: he vividly remembered asking someone exactly the same thing, only under different circumstances.
"Ah, just wandering around." Fabian said, waving a hand to get rid of the smoke that was billowing around him. "You would do well to quit that habit, Noah. You'll get cancer and die." he muttered something inaudible under his breath.
"Nah, wha' with technology gettin' better all the time, they'll probably have a cure for cancer soon." Rage said nonchalantly.
"I wouldn't bet on it. And if there isn't a cure and you die, then you'll be breaking your promise."
"...you go too far." Rage growled, standing up. "Don't you dare mention that."
Fabian also stood, a challenging smirk reminiscent of the ones Rage usually wore on his lips. "As you wish, idősebbtestvére((1))."
"Fabian." Rage drew himself to his full height, his eyes burning but his face calm. "One more word and I swear, I don't give a flying ******** that I said I would break all ties with you, I will make you live to regret it."
"Keh." Fabian laughed tauntingly. "You're finally maturing."
"Vy budete sozhaletʹ ob etom. Ya vam obeshchayu.((2))" Rage hissed.
"Of course you will." Fabian laughed, then walked away, passing where Jean was hiding.
Rage stared after him, anger keeping him frozen in the same position. "b*****d."
((Incase anyone was wondering...
1) 'older brother', in Hungarian. If you're very clever you might be able to work out why Rage got so pissed about that... don't worry if you don't, it's not very clear yet.
2) 'you will regret this. I promise you.', in Russian. Fabian and Rage are part Russian, so they know how to speak it... can anyone tell I'm into languages? =3 ))
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 8:54 am
jean looked at rage then to fabian, then to rage and back to fabian. jean pulls out a universal language dictionary from one of his many secret pockets and tries to translate ' i see...' jean thinks thinks to himself Jean: so fabian wants a root bear float.... bishop rolls his eyes and turns the page Jean: oooohhhh....
jean puts away his dictionary and hid further in the dark as fabian walked by. jean looked at rage as he just stood there while fabian was leaving.Jean:well do something!
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 9:59 am
((XD Fabian wants root beer... my god, you cracked me up so badly.))
Rage let out a breath he hadn't known he was holding, trying to calm down. Reigning in his emotions, he schooled his expression into one that was calm and collected, and sat back down. Then he sighed, rolling his eyes.
"Ya know, hidin' makes ya seem suspicious." he said, directing it at the person that he could sense hiding somewhere in the dark. "C'mon, ain' like I bite... much..."
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 10:13 am
" why didnt you do anything?! you havnt seen your brother for how long? and all you can do is just stand there?" jean walks out of the dark " whats wrong with you?" jean coughs at the smoke " and hes right you should quit smoking, you get cancer and die" jean coughs again at the left over smoke.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 10:22 am
"Be as tha' may, ain' like anyone would miss me even if I did." he laughed at the unually morbid thought. "Look, the more I talk to Fabian, the more pissed off I get. I though' I'd left him behind when I became Noah Rage, I though' I'd protected him by leavin' him behind. The'xperimen' turned out wrong, lef' me dangerous an' unstable, an' I had t' cut all ties I had with everythin' I held close t' my then-damaged heart. So I'm only endangerin' him by even bein' aroun' him. Tha's why I'm not doin' anythin'."
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 10:40 am
jean scratches his head trying to understand what Rage was saying "how does talking to him piss you off?? its not like he was the one who experimented on you?" jean looked confused and paused for a while trying to think "Does he know your condition... ok thats not true people will miss you... im not saying me specifically but what about your old friends from A of E or the N- team? your brother" jean stops, his expression was serious with a hint of anger " you know what rage, im starting to think that your wrath is no match for your Acedia"
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 10:54 am
"It pisses me off 'cuz I know I'm tryin'a protect him, bu' hedoesn'. An' I was jokin' when I said tha'... well, I was mostly jokin'." he sighed heavily, closing his eyes and tilting his head back. "One last thin'... don' talk as if ya know me. Ya may know everythin' there is t' know 'bout souls, ya may know how t' get rid of a sin, bu' ya don' know s**t 'bout me. There's only four people in this ******** up universe tha' know me properly, an' ya ain' one of them."
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 11:17 am
jean's hint of anger disappeared and there was sorry in his voice" yah i dont know you." that sound of sorry in his voice faded "i hope you keep in mind that everything i do has good intentions. and theres no need to be so rude around friends... im a friend right?" the burn mark starts to appear on jeans forehead and the multi voices start to appear in his own. jean dosnt seem to notice. " well its alright to tell me things, id like to get to know you rage but i cant if you keep pushing everyone away from you." it just got darker out side and something seems to be moving out of the window. " who knows maybe someday someone will be able to help you." the burn mark disappears and the multi voices started to fade, whatever is out side the window is gone but its still dark outside.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 11:25 am
"I guess ya my friend..." Rage shrugged. "I ain' the kinda person tha's always over-nice t' their friends, ya should know tha'. An'... tha' person is already gone." he muttered darkly. Then he brightened. "Ya seem to be a mystery ya'self. Wha' was tha' mark on ya forehead a couple'a seconds ago?" he asked curiously, before adding, "if ya don' mind tellin' me, 'course."
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 11:42 am
"yah its no bother its all abou- wait the burn mark appeared!?! " jean's look shot with panic grabbing his forehead and nothing was there relief flew over him " why didnt you tell me" jean said to his souls. Michael: you were pre occupied " eh whatever since were not keeping secrets this thing is a seal. the thing outside the window, it put it on me to seal my brothers souls inside me ,we are quadruples like i said earlier today they died all before me, this happened all at birth so i cant remember a thing." jean does this thing with his staff while he talks and talks as if it wasnt a pain unlike before " its much easier to explain it to a friend" jean said with the ^_^ kinda smile.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 11:51 am
"Quadruplets?" Rage repeated, surprised. "You must've had a hard time..." he sighed again. "Damn, I'm doin' this a lot lately." he laughed. "I sound like a lovesick girl or somethin'."
Then he realized what Jean had said before. "The thin' outside the window?" he asked, looking at Jean in alarm. "Wha' exactly is 'the thing outside the window'?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 12:02 pm
jean ignoring the love sick girl part ((XD)) " that ting out side the window is... ummm well i kinda dont know." jean puts his staff down "but i do know that has been stalking me, making sure i do my duty" jean lays down his staff and sits down on a desk " the only problem is. i dont know what my duty is... its kinda hard when i try to communicate because all it does is stare at me expecting me to know what to do... its complicated but im sure ill find out some day" jean smile went down a bit " so are you ready to tell your side of the story? its ok if you dont want to, i guess i know how hard it is"
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