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 Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 1:28 pm
Fiyero wanted to believe his brother, that he actually cared about him. Ashryn's eye however held no emotion and no kindness as he said those words. This made Fiyero doubt him, though he knew exactly what to say, it didn't seem like he actually meant what he said. Fiyero stared at him for a moment orange eyes locked on golden ones. He was a good liar he had to admit, and part of him wanted to believe the lie...was it a lie? the way he held eye contact like that.... Fiyero flipped his hand over, and held Ashryn's hand. Wanting contact, and partially testing him. Knowing that if Ashryn's words weren't true he would want to pull away, as Fiyero lean his head on his brother's shoulder. He wanted to believe that he cared, he really did. 'Please let him pass this test' he thought, the fire still crackled quietly below them, and sending a warm welcoming glow across the room.
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 8:42 pm
Ashryn knows that he will have to let Fiyero cuddle or lean on him for while to lull him into the false sense of security but the thought of touching other people in affectionate manner make him cringe with disgust. But he didn't shrink back or growl at Fiyero when he turned his hand over to hold Ashryn's hand and leaned his head on his shoulder. Realizing that he was holding his breath, Ashryn released his breath with a small hiss as he tries not to glower at him. With all of the work he is going to put into Fiyero, Ashryn is determined to succeed in corrupting Fiyero over to the sweet dark side of the pendulum.
The mere thought of having Fiyero by his side as they dined like kings, drank the blood and covering their bodies in blood while listening to the familiar music of groaning, bloodcurling shrieks, cries of pain and agony....makes Ashryn's mouth curves up into a huge evil grin. "Ashryn.. so will you let me train you?" He purrs gently at Fiyero, trying to keep the malicious tone out of his voice.
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 8:53 pm
"Train me?" he asked, curious as to what this might mean. Why did he need training? He was perfectly happy the way he was. He sat his head up and looked at his brother, his expression one of confussion. Though Ashryn seemed happy enough, his smile was a cruel twisted one, with little joy. Fiyero's ears perked up in curiousity, and his orange flame colored eyes watched his brother.
((sorry it's so short))
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 2:52 pm
(( its all right, sorry it took me long time to reply XD))
Ashryn stares at Fiyero like he grew another head but the stare quickly evolved into a shuttered gaze and he let out a soft sigh, trying not to get frustrated with his brother. "Yes.. train you so you will be familiar with 'dark' methods." Ashryn smoothly says, not uttering his REAL plans to Fiyero. The twisted smile remained on his handsome face as he looks at Fiyero. "Come with me, let me show you some sweet methods that I fancy using." He whispers in almost seductive manner to his own brother while his demonic wing nudges Fiyero's head away from his shoulder.
The demonic male stood up and moves toward edge of the mantle then he shot Fiyero a glance over his shoulder. "coming?" He inquires before he jumps off the mantle, not waiting for Fiyero's response. In hindsight, he shouldn't have left the cage of mouse behind on the mantle but its another test for Fiyero.
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