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 Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2005 10:00 pm
Tristian nearly jumped out of his skin at the sound of the flute from just behind him. He was in a standing stance now, positioned to run as he held his cloak tight. He relaxed some when there was no menacing aura to be found, and relaxed some, hoping that because the figure had it's back to him, they wouldn't notice the pale blonde who hid behind a long black cloak.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2005 10:02 pm
((damn the double post!))
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2005 10:13 pm
And he didn't seem to, long, pale fingers moving nimbly along the flute's length, song soft and mournful. He played with his eyes closed lightly, as if in deep, delicate concentration of his notes.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2005 10:26 pm
Tristian swallowed and moved back to sit behind the other, letting his eyes fall shut as he listened to the music.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2005 10:32 pm
Merryn was weak, and felt the only place she could truly be okay was in the cemetery. Letting herself down into the trees the small angel walked along the branches that interconnected and flitted across the ones that didn't like a small bird. Humming to herself it wasn't too long until she realised she wasn't humming her own tune, but that of someone below her. Settling down, nestled among the branches, she watched the two below her in interest.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2005 10:34 pm
As he brought the song to a slow, wisping close, the boy smiled, wryly, and turned his head. He couldn''t see around the pillar, but his voice projected around easily.
"Weren''t you going to introduce yourself?"
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2005 10:58 pm
Tristian stiffened, slowly rising to turn to the other. I...I didn't mean to interrupt...he started, voice soft as he was terribly shy. My name is Tristian...he said, moving around the gazebo and rising swiftly up the steps.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2005 11:02 pm
"Not at all . . . . Tristian."
He seemed to be testing the name on his toungue and nodded, slowly, gently, as if approving that yes, he was allowed to be called thus,
"Not an interruption at all. I've actually been hoping for a bit of company. I spend far too much time alone, and not enough with people."
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2005 11:31 pm
Tristian nodded softly and slunk closer, slipping to the bench along the wall of the gazebo. So...Are you new here? he asked, not looking up from the stone floor his feet rested apon.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2005 11:34 pm
He narrowed his eyes, tilting his head.
"I am. But I might not be staying long. I'm looking for someone . . . . and speaking of looking, why do you avert your eyes, good heart?"
He reached ou, pushing to his knees to get close enough, and tilted his chin up, gently, meeting his eyes.
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2005 11:54 pm
Tristian blushed deeply as he looked to the other. I...I...he paused to take a deep breath before continuing, averting his eyes to the side though his face still turned towards the boy. I don''t do terribly well with people...I''m...incredibly shy. he managed to squeek.
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2005 11:59 pm
He withdrew his hand, gently, smiling warmly, and murmured,
"That's all right, dear heart. Many of the greatest minds, the most important to the wrld, aren't, or haven't been good with people. Good WITH people and good FOR people are entirely different things."
He tilted his head around and locked his eyes again, voice that of a trainer trying to sooth and animal, soft, gentle, appealing.
"My name is Lucius Quinn."
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2005 12:07 am
Tristian thought about this a moment then shyly looked to Lucius, smiling. You know, that's very true...After another moment of thoughtful silence Tristian's small voice rang again. You're very wise...maybe you shouldn't leave once you find what you're looking for...Maybe you could bring a lot of good to the people here.
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2005 12:10 am
Lucius smirked, wryly and hook his head, lplatinum hair falling across his eyes.
"No, love, you misread me. I'm a predator posing as a housepet. A sinner posing as a saint."
He looked back up at Tristian through his hair, emerald eyes sparkling in a mischevious, drawing way, and winked at him.
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2005 12:13 am
Tristian paused and gave Lucius an odd look. Typically he had wonderful judge of character, but something about the one infront of him confused him deeply. But...You...don't seem menacing...he said softly, trying best he could to feel for other pulls in his aura without making it known he was doing so. You...seem kind...he said softly, still terribly confused.
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