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 Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 8:32 pm
Mika picked up Faolchu with one hand and cuddled him to her breast. She was soaking wet, just like Midas, and warm, Mika was always warm.
She adjusted the half-awake boy, and tuned back into the shadow. Mika was no fool, even though Faolchu was only a child, she couldn’t get very far, she was used to running, and fast, so she drew her blade and waited.
“Be calm.” She whispered extremely quietly to the boy, and put a hand over his mouth.
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 8:50 pm
It happened so quickly. One moment Faolchu was rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, the next moment there was a soft woosh and then Faolchu was gone.
Midas stared blankly at the empty space, then rage flooded into him. Midas roared into the night, "GIVE HIM BACK!!" Not again! He was here this time, he could do something!
Midas tore off in the general direction the spirit went, all caution thrown to the wind.
~~~
Faolchu heard Midas's urgent whisper and knew that something was up. But before he could wake up he was snatched from the tree and rushed off into the darkness.
At first is felt like Midas. The water dripping of was contrasted by the warm flesh underneath. There were strong muscles moving fluidly, carrying him... somewhere.
But something was wrong... why was Midas carrying him like this? while strange, this didn't confuse him as much as the fact that his face was resting against a pair of...
"Gah!" Faolchu flailed against Mika, trying to squirm away.
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 8:54 pm
Nightingale shoved her hand into her mouth again, biting down on her skin to keep the laughter from exploding into the forest.
Oh, the irony! The pretty female stole the male's guide! She couldn't believe the girl had reacted that way!
It was too much!
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 9:08 pm
Mika glanced at the boy wearily.
“Be quiet will you. I’m in the middle of an interesting predicament.” She set Faolchu down lightly and stood over him.
“You want him. Come and get him.” She whispered just loud enough to be heard by Midas.
Mika's hand rested firmly over young Faolchu’s shoulders. There was no way in hell that she would let someone innocent be hurt. She had done that for two days straight and was not going to let it happen on her night off.
“You bore me.” She whispered once more
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 11:04 pm
Midas skidded to a halt in the clearing and glared at Mika.
"Get your hands off him. I don't care who you are. I don't care why you were half naked in the lake. I don't even care if you are a mire spirit or not. Just get your hands off my guide. NOW."
~~~
Now Faolchu was really confused. He had never seen Midas so mad before. And why was this spirit protecting him from Midas?
"Midas? What's going on?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 11:14 pm
She stared between the two dumbfounded, but that quickly turned to anger, how dare he yell at her in such a manner, but then she smirked. She could have fun with this.
“Oh, but didn’t you enjoy seeing my half-naked flesh?”
she asked while walking closer to Midas. There was no way in hell a mire spirit would not attack in this circumstance, but still she held her knife at the ready.
She smiled devilishly at him reaching a wet, but warm hand forward and stroking his chin.
“Your guide is quite adorable. I may just have to take him with me for a swim.”
She leaned in and brushed her lips against Midas’ cheek.
This would be fun indeed.
She turned back to the confused Faolchu.
“I mearly wanted to protect the child is all.” Mika literally purred this statement. She was playing dirty, and she loved it.
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Posted: Tue Nov 11, 2008 2:39 pm
Women should do this. They really shouldn't. Midas sighed frustrated. In spite of himself, his rage was draining out of him. This spirit had shifted gears on him so fast. I'm tired, damnit...
And yet... he was thinking about her in the lake... he grumbled inwardly, not now...
Midas coughed and smiled as calmly as he could. "Well thank you for being so concerned."
damn it, it's hard to think straight went you are angry, confused and aroused all at the same time!
"My name is Midas."
Faolchu decided that he would stop trying to figure out what exactly was going on after he had finished sleeping. He yawned and walked over to Midas. "'N I'm Foalchu."
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Posted: Tue Nov 11, 2008 9:27 pm
Nightingale couldn't hold it back any longer. Her laughter exploded, echoing over the water like a roar. She was doubled-over by now, panting and giggling at the same time.
She was so slippery! And he'd fallen into her trap! Nightingale couldn't believe the man was so dense!
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 6:27 am
Mika stood at the ready with this new noise. Had she not felt the presence of something more until now? In another swift movement she pulled faolchu back behind her.
“Mika, now, you’re the male, go find out what the hell that was.” She Pulled out another knife… from where we will never find out, and threw it to Midas.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 2:13 pm
Midas heard the raucous laughter as well, and looked over his shoulder in confusion. Whoever it was had probably been there for a while. he turned back when she spoke to him and caught the knife she threw in his right hand. The spirit, Mika, had drawn Faolchu back behind her and was in a protective stance. Midas paused, thinking. She obviously know how to fight; the way she held her self practically screamed that fact. Whatever her intentions, she didn't mean them, well, Faolchu at least, any harm.
Sighing in frustration at how... forward this Mika was, Midas nodded and jogged off in the direction of the laughter.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 2:22 pm
Nightingale fell into soft giggles now, rolling onto her back and leaning against a tree. It was too much! Too much!
Taking in a deep breath, she fought to control her amusement. They had probably heard her by now--that wasn't a silent laugh after all--and were probably wary of yet another intruder.
She grinned, quickly climbing up a large oak tree to wait for one to approach.
She hoped it was the male.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 3:17 pm
Midas reached the lake and scanned across the dark waters. Now that it was quiet, he really had no idea where to look. He sighed and started walking around the edge of the water looking around at the trees. As he walked, Midas looked down at the knife in his hand.
The water that was continuously coming off him had slicked the blade, dripping steadily off the tip. I wonder how many more of these things she has on her... Midas thought ... where would she put them??
He stopped moving and pictured her, standing defensively in front of Faolchu. From what he could see, she only had the sheath on her thigh.
...
Suddenly, this train of thought became more important than finding the source of the mysterious laughter.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 3:24 pm
Mika smirked when Midas walked away, and turned to Faolchu.
“Shall we go for a walk?” She took the boys hand and lead him forward, back towards her mausoleum, which was at least two miles away.
The only problem she saw was that she would be close to the Mire all the way over.
He was a cute little boy, and surely the spirit called Midas would find him…eventually.
Noting that he was pretty sleepy, she picked him up and carried him, she wanted him safe.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 3:35 pm
Nightingale smiled; she had watched the girl-spirit closely as the male left. Now she was tempted to follow her.
Ah, but torturing the silly male-thing seemed more fun. She'd easily be able to find the girl again; she had her scent now.
"Taiyou ni naritakute tsuki no ue de boku wa; mune ni naifu o tsukisashite asonde iru..." she sang out softly, grinning wickedly now.
((edit:
Disclaimer: "N.P.N.S. N.G.N.S." belongs to Malice Mizer, not Teru. >.>;; ))
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 4:15 pm
Midas sighed, having exhausted numerous possible hiding places.
Shaking his head, Midas caught the sound of a song in a language he didn't recognize.
Holding the knife quietly at his side, he moved as silently as he could, wishing he had a crowd to blend into.
~~~
Faolchu held Mika sleepily, looking at the unusual scars on her skin. he followed their designs up her arm to her shoulder then to her pointed ear. Faolchu smiled cool...
Then he looked up into her face."Mika? How come you have all those scars?"
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