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 Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2007 8:08 pm
The orb happily rolled into his hand and vibrated like it was purring. It liked this man, he could be fun it though. Bella sighed a bit, feeling like a mother who's child had thrown a tantrum in the middle of a crowded area. She didn't realize the orb had its own thoughts and feelings but she did know it seemed to have a concience. "I apologize, it's never actually bothered anyone. At least none of my clients anyways." She blinked Lord Nihls mentioned a Quinlan. "Quinlan? Who is this Quinlan?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 4:19 pm
"My...." He paused for a moment, fumbling for exactly how to describe his relationship with the curiously bright Quinlan. "Well I suppose you'd put it that I adopted him. Or vice versa. For lack of better term he's an orb spirit." He offered, grimacing as he tried to explain, balancing the orb gently in his fingers. His hands were boney but graceful. Before he'd gone grey and sharp edged, they might have even looked delicate an effeminite. Up close it was also somewhat apparent that the trenches in his face were not wrinkles, but some kind of scar. Not so much a mark of disease but as though an careful slow scraping fingernail and been drawn through clay. The corner of his mouth twitched faintly as it felt the vibration of the orbs 'purr' running through his hands, reminding him of a strung tight musical cord. It certainly didn't seem to be bothering him anyway. "You should take care of this. I think you'll find there's something to it that you need. Though you may not know it yet." He said, offering the orb back over to her with that cryptic prophesy.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 4:32 pm
Bella smiled as the man described his adopted child and that it was an orb spirit. Perhaps that was what the orb was about. A spirit inhabited and needed care before it could imerge. The wind blew her silken raven hair, it was like a blanket if silk with the moonlight illuminating it. Tell me about your adopted spirit, Lord Nihls. Is it musically inclined like it's father?"
She took her orb back and blinked thoughtfully at his words. The orb hummed softly in her hands. She smiled and places it in her lap and putting Aconite in the seat next to her. "Well I suppose I shall wait for the concert now."
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 2:20 am
"Well, he's inclined to hide my sheet music, if that counts. I'm afraid..." he noted, as he picked himself up to stand again. "He finds my musical selections excruciatingly boring. But we're discussing that."
He tucked the violin under his chin again and plucked a few thoughtful notes from it.
"He...almost reminds me what it felt like to be young."
((if you want we can make this an open rp for the concert, or fiddle around and time jump till after))
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 4:20 am
((Whatever you feel like RPing ^_^ I'm easy *winkwink* ))
Bella giggled softly and stroked Aconite's ears. "Children can be a joy and a trial all at the same time." Aconite purred softly, the orb trying to imitate him but having no vocal cords it failed. So it just vibrated and it's smoke moved around inside.
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