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 Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2006 8:54 pm
The tawny haired teen pauses eating some salmon to look up at her through his glasses.
"I do love fish, as you must know another does. Not human, may I add," he says cautiously, as if noting something about himself to her.
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Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2006 9:07 pm
"I assume you're talking about me." Nathan says, looking up from his meal. "Although, I won't deny my love of fish, or meat in general."
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2006 12:00 pm
Westley shakes his head, "Wasn't talking about you, sorry Nathan. I was referring to something else..."
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2006 2:47 pm
"Oh well." Nathan laughs. "I tried to guess it on my own. I being able to use my telepathy for fifteen of my eighteen years of life muddled my guessing skill."
"At least you tried right?" Darian says in between bites.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 8:53 pm
Lael nodds, frowning thoughtfully. She had noted the tone in Westley's voice. Something that eats fish? she thinks. But what? She makes a note to do a bit of research on what he could mean. Meanwhile she goes through a list of things that eat fist in her mind. Dolphin, sharks, some bears, cats, humans — of course, but whatever he's talking about isn't human — seal, tons of birds... Gosh, I don't know! What was he trying to say anyway? Or am I looking to much into it? I'll do some more research later. See what I can dig up.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 11:27 pm
Westley runs a hand through his hair, not caring that his hand is greasy. He then pours himself some more milk, between bites. Setting the pitcher down, he notices that he spilled some on his right hand. Milk....soiling, or rather just sitting on, his hand....
It's going to come out, isn't it? he asks himself before mentally shrugging and licking his hand clean quickly.
He then wipes his hand on his napkin, for show, before turning back to his fish.
((OOC: If that's not enough of a hint towards his nature, I don't know what is.....
Also, Star, your sig makes me feel old.... but that's alright, I guess. xp ))
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 9:54 am
Lael notices Westley licking the milk off his hand and without even realizing it thinks, He looks like a cat when he does that! She freezes for a second. A cat? A cat eats fish. Could he be a neko? No. Nekos have ears and tails. But perhaps something that has to do with a cat. She remembers the incident in the sauna when she told Westley that he looked like a cat and is even more convinced that has something to do with it.
((Yup! That's about all the hints that Lael needs to at least begin to figure it out. ^^ And sorry. I'm really excited though! *does a dance* I'm going to be 16! Soon I'll be able to drive!! I can't wait! burning_eyes ))
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 11:19 am
Nathan notices Westley lick his hand too, but already knows who, and what, he is.
Darian sees it too. That was strange. I guess he likes milk as much as he likes fish.
(OOC:Nathan doesn't need hints. I love having a telepathic character. Darian's grown to accept humans doing strange things so I'll probably have it take awhile for him to figure it out. Margem, don't feel old. You're still young, just older that me and Hydra.)
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 10:00 pm
The tawny haired being pauses before lowering his gaze. He clears his throat.
"I don't take you three as fools or dimwits. However, if you know not what I speak about, I shall keep my tongue as I feel that I have let enough show for now."
He then pauses before grinning slightly and saying, "I shall not let the cat out of the bag totally, according to what the saying says."
((OOC: biggrin That's good. I was trying to drop hints.... I know that Nathan knows, though Darian might not...
As for the age thing, it's fine. I just had to say that because I am a "bit" older than both of you'se.... that's fine with me, though.))
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 9:57 am
Lael smiles and shakes her head. "One of these days I'll figure you out," she says, shaking her finger at him in mock seriousness. "Mark my words."
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 5:29 pm
"Face it kid," Darian says, "You've got us curious now. Except for Ol' Red Eyes over there, he probably already knows whatever it is you're hiding."
"You have no right to call me old!" Nathan exclaims. "You look older than I am, and you're an elf. As far as I can tell the only person in this room I'm older than is Lael, and that's only by a year."
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 8:32 pm
"So you're 18?" Lael says. A few seconds later she suddenly says, "But I never told you my age! How did you —" she stops herself. "Ah. Yes. The telepathy thing. I'd forgotten already." She pauses. "How much about me do you know that I've never told you? It hardly seems fair."
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 10:19 pm
"You're constantly told how much you look like you great grandmother," Nathan begins, "You're training in the art of healing, your 17 years old, you have no intention of hurting me, and before today you had no idea who any of us were."
"Some fairly obscure details." Darian says. "Although I can see why you'd want to know that she has no intention of hurting you."
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 11:03 pm
Westley, how had been listening for a while, suddenly looks up and turns to Nathan.
Squinting a bit, he asks, "So, you do know about.... ...me... ...don't you, Nathan?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 11:04 am
"Yes." the half demon replies. "You can't help what you are, you just are. It's the same for all of us. the general human population isn't fond of any of us because we're different. Albino's are supposedly cursed, demons supposedly serve Satan, elves, well, the humans that are cruel to elves envy their longevity. You, you're unique indeed. All their beliefs are false of course, I've been around Lael for an hour and a half and have seen no evidence that she's cursed, the only demons that serve Satan are mercenaries that like what he's paying, and although with an elf's longevity one could experience a lot more, that person would also have to deal with the deaths of everyone they hold dear to them."
"Mercenary demons?" Darian asks. "What's Satan paying them with?"
"Their lives. The basic agreement, as far as I understand from what I've been told, was that they serve him and no one else or the die a very slow and painful death. I'm afraid if you wanted to hire them you'll be hard pressed to find a deal they're willing to die for."
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