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 Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 2:23 pm
Biting on her lip as she watched him looking around the area before sighing, Rose nodded to his question. She could tell he was getting tired of being there and probably so near Roan. It had been a tiring day... with all the couple time then the tension and stress with Roan. "Yea, come on," she told him, leaning up to kiss him softly while moving back into the shadows and most likely to her place or another run down bar.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 2:24 pm
Mate. If you're seeing the same s**t I am, then I swear, whoever was at the booze last needs either a beating...or many thanks...
After that, he sorta waved Bella off in favor of standing up to go find himself another drink. One without a bug swimming in it, preferably. Squished bug...sounded enticing. But no...
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 2:31 pm
Shaking her head slightly, she sat up the rest of the way and turned to regard Roan for a moment. Whatever she had been about to say though... was dropped as she looked back to where the child had been. Reaching out with her tail, she'd gently prod the area to see if he was there still or not. "Bugs," she asked Iden, her eyes not moving from the space where he had been at. "Roan... have you seen a small child with purple hair," she asked her, her eyes not moving towards her as she waited to see if he'd reappear.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 2:35 pm
Hmm? Not of late, no.
*the grump way she said it implied seeking conversation with the woman tonight was ill advised. She was still stewing over one of her oldest companions turning into that which she hated most. This woudl take some reconciling. The absinthe was helping.*
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*Meanwhile, The child faded from Iden's view... only to become real in Bella's*
"~No one sees me but you. I want my mum. Jimmy says you look nice. Can I have a sweety now?~"
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 2:40 pm
Yes, bugs. Now lemme finish drinking myself under a table, and no more questions, hmmm?
He wasn't drunk. He could still read the labels clearly. So if that's the case, then WHY the hell were drunk bugs and evil little freak children popping up?
Either way, the kid was gone now. And instead of alcohol, Iden settled for caffeine. The notion of becoming wholesale inebriated had lost its appeal. Much like staying here. Especially with a grumpy Roan in the building. Last time he was present for a grumpy Roan he was in chains. It was something of a natural aversion by this point.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 2:41 pm
Squeaking in surprise as her tail did touch the child and he became real again, she stared at him in surprise before letting her eyes flicker to Iden. "Who's your mom," she asked him, wondering if he was some kind of ghost hunting the place now. The other comment threw her off though, she didn't notice the bug yet and didn't know who it was. Biting on her lip at his questin, she glanced around the bar before spotting a bowl of cherries. They were at least somewhat sweet... Wrapping her tail around them, she'd move it to sit in front of him. "How come no one else can see you," she asked him, her eyes searching his face to see if she could figure out who he looked like and who his parents may have been.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 2:48 pm
*hissing issued forth from Roan's corner, darkness descending in her general vicinity. Then she was gone*
*Seraphim meanwhile smiled up at Bella, pushed himself up and latched onto her chest in a small flying tackle, burying his head against her chest, his sweet voice muffled as he leant against her*
"~My mum is the greatest mum in the whole world. And my daddy loves her lots. Even though he has a sore arm and cant hug her. That makes him sad. I dont like it when Dad gets sad. It makes Mummy cry. Im hungry.~"
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 2:54 pm
((Iden. Someone else likes her breasts. XP))
Letting out a faint squeak of surprise, she looked down at the child and blinked a few times before slowly wrapping her arms around him. Petting his hair with one hand, she listened to his words and started to think about who had a wounded arm... or had a bad wound like that before. "Do you have a name? What's your parents look like," she asked him, speaking rather softly and sweetly to him. At his last question, she laughed softly before nodding to him. "Alright... what do you want to eat," she asked him next, idly wondering if he can even eat or not.. but he felt real enough that was for sure.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 3:01 pm
((So? They're boobies. Everyone likes boobies.))
He raised a brow as she squeaked.
Ya know...you COULD wait until we were back home to do that sort of thing...
He flopped into his chair and started the process of guzzling his soda.
And screw more detail. I'm hungry, so i'm gonna say screw it and put some Orville Redenbachers in the microwave instead.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 3:14 pm
"My name.. is Seraphim. And I want to eat everything."
*He looked up at her, smiled that angelic smile, only now it looked DANGEROUS and scary... and vanished*
"~Tell him I am looking. When I find mum... then I'll know. Tell him, wont you?~"
*The sweet voice echoed round the tavern, audible to all... and then there was silence. Save for the drunk bug swimming about in the whiskey, hurling profanities in general, chat up lines any time he looked at Bella, and random lyrics whenever he felt like it*
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 3:19 pm
Brief shudder. Not from the kid...nah. Just the mix of caffeine and alcohol in his system. That, and there was a BUG making eyes at Bella. Something that made him want to laugh.
Speaking of which, the urge by now was very much unrestrainable. He stood, calmly crossed the room, and lifted the bottle to look at the thing. And then he whipped out the zippo and placed it under the bottle.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 3:22 pm
*Fierce, angry chattering ensued, the little bug waving a fist at Iden, then flicking itself out of the bottle.
Screaming high pitched swear words, it kicked him in the nose, waved a miniture picthfork about menacingly, then dived off onto the bar, and scampered along it before leaping into a group of bottles on a shelf and rattling along behind them all.
A moment later there was a pop, a hiss, and plop... then the sounds of contentment. Jimmy had found another bottle*
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 3:26 pm
And NOW I've seen everything.
His eye began to twitch. It was like that cricket from the Disney movies from hell...
A short shake of the head later, he shuffled off out the door. This was a little beyond his ability to cope with at the moment. Kicked by a BUG. WHAT the HELL.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2007 3:36 pm
Tilting her head at the smile he gave her, she shook her head as she listened to the other words he uttered to them. Glancing over at Iden, she started to say something to him until she heard the bug's words. Grimacing as she looked at the bottle now, she laughed softly at Iden's reaction to it. Still watching Iden's antics, she couldn't help but laugh more at how the bug seemed to go for another bottle of alcohol. "Wait up," she called after him before pushing off the counter and hurrying after him now.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 12:39 pm
After an experience with drunken bugs, wierd kids, and all sorts of other unusual bullshit, the notion of return was both highly appealing and not appealing at all for him. But hell...at least it wasn't boring, and it wasn't trying to take his head off. There could be worse.
So he slipped into the bar, with every intention of grabbing a load of highly alcoholic beverages for his consumption, just for the sake of drinking without any real worries. Hell, this time, he really WAS alone for once. That made it all the better.
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