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 Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 10:35 am
Finding the falling wish - Ryuusei and Mrrh rp on AIM
It seemed that despite living in the smack dap middle of Curio he was left out more often than not due to Kay's rather distrust of him. Though dissapointed he was plesed Kay wasn't dumb. He knew Mrrh was up to something despite him playing nice nice with everyone. Outside going for a walk he merly had a a water in hand a straw in the cup so he could sip from it. The stiches were a problem some days but other than that he didn't care much about them.
He walked aimlessly, he had no where to go and was mostly just killing time. Kay got pretty upset when he was too friendly with Roxy...or him. Suspicious b*****d.
There was the loud and insitant cawing sound of a bunch of crows that had gathered nearby, they were quite excited over something that they had discovered and were all dancing around in front of a dumpster, occasionally one would reach under to try to peck at something that was underneath resulting in a strange sort of pathetic chirp in response. It would appear as though they had cornered something there and were waiting for it to make a mistake and get to close to one of the edges so that they could grab whatever was hiding out. Each time they got close there was a loud round of cawcawcaw, as thought the creatures were laughing over the game they were playing.
Beneath the rather foul smelling dumpster that served as a not so wonderful hiding spot was little Ryuusei who had been born not an hour ago and seemed already to be in peril... he was confused, weak, and hungry... and a part of him felt quite lost, he felt as though something, someone was missing when he was born and as such he wasn't feeling to well at the moment...
Normally Mrrh wouldn't care about the crows...but perhaps because of his already bad mood and the fact they were making so much noise he felt the urge to hurt them rising.
He stopped before the alley way, bent over to pick up a rock tossing it in his hand a moment before he focused and then wipped it towards the flock of the black feathered creatures. His aim wasn't that true but it was enough to startle them...a series of crow beaks turning in his direction as they fluffed up in anger.
Mrrh didn't care as he stared down the bunch of crows and then offering a snarl charged them. He was quite sure if he could catch one he would rip the blood thing apart with his bare hands.
"Get out of here you black eye'd servants of death!" He snapped as he kicked and made wild grabs as the crows scattered with caws of igdination.
Ryuusei seemed quite startled when the sound of the rock clattering against the ground was heard but he was never happier in his young life then the moment all the crows turned their attention toward the one that ad throw said rock at them. It gave him time to collapsed and catch his breath, something that was easier said then done given the scent of this place. He watched the feet that came by, watching the way that whoever was out there kicked out at the creatures and chased them off. Perhaps this was the one he was waiting for?
The little dragon wiggled his way out from under his hiding spot, gazing up at his rescuer with wide, wobbly black eyes, and in his mouth he held the now lifeless, silver star that he'd been born from. It was important this star, a clue as to who or what he was, and he felt that he had to hold onto it. He sat down on the ground and starred up at the one that come to his aid and gave a muffled chirp around what he was holding.
Mrrh was breathin in a heavy manner, a hand coming up to run it through his hair in annoyance before he noticed a chirping sound. Looking down he spotted it, it was white and looked like a small dragony snake thing. It had an item with it,
"Hey now..." He went to squat down, he looked the creature over again reconizeing it as a curio and not some weird creature or alien. He went to use a finger to stroke ont he things head, "What are you doing here all alone little guy?" He inquired wondering why the curio was abandoned in the alley way...perhaps it had been chased by the crows? He noticed it had its item as well. Strange...
It was the first bit of kindness that he'd had in his entire life, mind you it wasn't exactly that long of a life quite yet, but it meant a lot to the little dragon who tilted his head into the stroking. His black eyes sank shut, and he gave a soft little sound almost like a purr. It wasn't the one he was looking for he could tell right away before that bit of longing he felt wasn't eased, regardless it was still nice, very nice. His tail with the glittery star at the end set to wagging a little, and the more he stood the more glittering stars that seemed to gather around him like a small cloud. Another thing that the crows had seemed to love and were so eager to steal from him were these little extensions of himself. It wasn't exactly their fault since they were attracted to shiny things and if they had asked nicely he would have shared... but stealing wasn't something he liked very much hence him not letting them have any.
Mrrh watched the sparkly little thing nudge into his finger for attention. Kinda like a cat in that aspect, but really a small..serptine little dragon. "Come one then...can't stay in an alley way." He announced as he went to scoop the creaute up into his arms. It was the first time he had ever met a curio that hadn't become something a tad bit more humanoid.
"Your probably hungry..." He muttered and all he had was water with him. "And thirsty? It's just water..but help yourself." He offered the cup of water, though it was missing a bunch from his flailing about chasing crows it was something right?
Ryuusei seemed a bit surprised when he was picked up, starring up at Mrrh with wide eyes before he gave a smile around the star. He really was a nice one he thought to himself, happy with his dark skinned person who was so kind as to save him from those bad bird. He felt the desire to help him out but before he could try to even think of a way to do so he found himself being offered the cup of water. He starred at it, eyes wide, before he seemed to be trying to figure out how he would go about drinking from the cup without having to let go of his silver star. Unlike the rest of them this one didn't float and it didn't follow him, it didn't do anything aside from insist upon him not losing it.
He shifted the star in mouth a little and seemed to try and fail at taking the edge of the cup in his mouth without dropping the start which was a losing battle but a bit funny to watch...
Mrrh watched as the tiny dragon held onto that star rather possesively, it must of been his item...
"Here.." he went to try and take the corner of the star in hand and tug it from the dragon's mouth. "I promise I won't lose it...i'll give it back once your done..you can't drink with that in your mouth anyway...what if you accidentally swallowed it? I don't think I could do mouth to mouth without hurting ya.."
Ryuusei held fast to the star as it was tugged on before he finally released it, only when Mrrh promised that he wouldn't lose it. He would protect it? His tail swished in an uneasy manner before he buried his head into the cup to suck down the delicious drink as though it were quite possible the best thing in the world. It was cool, it was fresh, and it help to ease the thirst he'd been feeling. He lifted his head up to turn back to Mrrh only to find that due to the shape of his head it was easy to get into the cup and not so much to get out of it. He blinked a couple times then set to flailing, head stuck inside of the container.
"Woah woah!" Mrrh started trying to calm the small creature down he went to tuck the star into a pocket inside of his cape and then held onto the cup firmly.
"Don't panic , calm down.." He instructed as he then went about trying to slowly twist the cup so it would release the poor creature.
"If there is any water left don't tilt your head up...you'll drown..." he continued. Such a bright happy person he was...
Ryuusei still, deciding that the possibility of drowning wasn't an idea that he liked and most certainly didn't want to be a park of. He tilted his head toward where he thought Mrrh's voice was coming from and let him work on helping him out of the cup. A bit of twisting and turning as well as some tugging on the little dragon's part and his head popped free. He shook off before looking up at Mrrh, eyes wide. That was most certainly unexpected... mental note, cups seemed to be a bit on the dangerous side if used wrong he thought to himself. He gave a little chirp before settling down on the arm of his rescuer, tail wrapping around him. The dragon's stomach rumbled, a sound that was seemingly rather large compared to how big he was, and his eyes sank half closed.
He was rather hungry he thought to himself, turning his eyes back to Mrrh, eyes opening to a wide set, starring at the guy as though hoping he might be able to hand over some food as he had handed over water. He gave him a hopeful sort of croon, waiting expectaly.
Hearing the rumbling he looked at the small thing and sighed, he should of known. If it was thirsty it was probably going to be hungry too...he wasn't the type that ..wanted or needed a pet. But it needed help. And despite his rather dark side he knew how bad it was to be ...a curio with no one. "Come on you ..." He wasn't sure..what to call it. Star? Nah...giving it a name meant he'd get attatched to it... "Thing. Let's find you somethign to eat then.." he stated as he began to walk along, since he himself didn't eat anything he wasn't really sure what to offer the dragon creature.
"Guess you would want ..meat?" He inquired with a frown.
The littled dragon's tail set to thumping against the arm that it was wrapped around and he set to purring in a happy manner, he was going to help him to find food! The mere idea of it had his heart soaring in delight, he was so hungry and so lucky to find such a nice person, one that would chase off the bad birds, help him up, give him water, feed him. He lowered his head to nuzzle happily against his arm deciding that for the moment this person would be his new favorite person.
Mrrh walked or rather continued on his walk, though having a directive this time. He went to a fast food place ordered and took the food outside. He offered a fernch fry to the small dragon when he sat on a stone table and chair. He also withdrew the star and put it on the table so that the dragon knew where it was.
"Here, if you want ketchup dunk it in this.." he offered the small little container that was filled with ketchup.
Ryuusei pounced from where he'd been perched on Mrrh's arm onto the table, landing on the star to grasp it with his little hands then turned his attention to the fry that was held out to him. His tail set to swishing as he leaned in to grab it then proceed to tilt his head back, swallowing it whole. His attention then turned to the ketchup which was offered to him though a little late for putting on the fry... so instead he leaned in to lick up a mouthful of it. He froze in place, shifting the strange and very salty tasting red good around in his mouth before swallowing hard, giving it a look as to go 'what in the world was that?' He shook his head and let his mouth hang open, tongue lolling out as though to free himself of the strong flavor.
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Posted: Sun May 16, 2010 10:49 pm
Day 1 -
The day was overcast, much like his mood, he had left the house agitated. It wasn't exactly hard for him to feel this way given the fact where he lived. The youth was not looking at anything in paritcular, his red eyes staring off into the distance as he pondered his current living situation.
The blonde girl, Roxy was cute...but loud, and she only seemed interested in him when his adversary Kay was not around. Then there was her brother, Gera. He was more robot than a living person, a freak, and rather intimidating. The boy seemed positively obessed with keeping Roxy 'safe' in which it was getting to the point where just being around the girl meant you could get in trouble with the golem boy. It got rather exhasperating.
Then...there was Kay. The boy he felt closest to...and yet the furthest from. He couldn't pin point why he felt the desire to torment him. To make his life as hard as it could possibly be as well irritating the s**t out of him was a true pleasure. He felt himself smirking despite himself, loved the glares he got..the expressions of loathing he was thrown when he hugged Roxy in front of him.
Then well...there was the dragon Ryuusei. The little creature was something he had found and rescued from a flock of crows that were picking on it. And though it was cute...but he didn't want to get attatched and breifly regretted being nice to it. He really shouldn't get attatched to people or dragons...or anything in general...it would just end up with confusing his emotions with his goal.
Before he realized it he found himself at the bottom of the walkway his eyes going back to look over the strange building called that was the Curio shop. Why did he have to remember his time as a shrunken head? Maybe his feelings and opinions of people wouldn't be so...jaded...so tinted if he couldn't recal all those time he had been used for bowling.
The dull ache surfaced like a looming monster ready to ravage his mind, he shook his head, and moved hand through his hair before moving beyond the small fence and onto the concrete sidewalk.
He took one step at a time, his feet moving to carry him forward to no where in particular. It wasn't like he was going anywhere, wandering aimlessly as the wind got caught up in his cape. It messed with his hair and he only grumbeled as something got into his eyes. Dust? Debri? Who knew. Using the back of his hand he rubbed at it trying to blink the annoying scratchy dust out.
His soft leather sandels padded on the cement walkway gently, he had always been light on his feet, he wasn't particularly sure why. Maybe it was due to the fact he had been working on his stealth in the Curio house. He stopped when he found himself drawning near the graveyard, his red eyes trailing over the tombstones a moment, lingering....
He stood there...perhaps for several long moments. Right...then there was Anon. He had mixed feelings for the guy. One he liked the fact he couldn't talk, and yet he could still understand him. But dear lord...was he annoying at the same time. A chuckle escaped from his lips as he finally dragged himself away and onward. He wanted to be alone. Even if he had promised Anon he would come back to see him...today was just not the day. He really was in a foul mood...
This day..much like previous days he felt that dull ache in the back of his head. Trying to get worse, he ground his teeth and he found it only made it worse, he felt parched. Maybe that was why he got so many headaches. Lack of moisture? He never felt hungry nor parched for water. He just..felt the need to drink from time to time.
He stopped...as he realized that he had come back to the edge of the graveyard. Sighing he forced himself to turn around heading away. It would do him no good to go talk to Anon today. In fact..no..one could help him in his dark thoughts. It only occured to him when his hand kept going to the hilt of his dagger. His fingers stroked the wooden handle obessively, he felt the desire to draw blood...though not anyone's in particular.
Fingers trailed along the blade he flinched only slightly when he cut himself, drawing his hand away to look at the small nick before he pushed the finger past his stitches so he could suck on it a bit.
It hit him...like a wall. The desire...it rushed overwhelmed suddenly like he was drowning. He knew what he had to do...and moving into an alley he began his new obession.
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Posted: Mon May 17, 2010 8:56 am
Day 2 -
CRASH!!!! The rat that had been getting closer to Mrrh seemed to be debating if the person was still alive or not.
The loud sound however was enough to stir the youth from his sleep. The rat fled as soon as it was revealed the boy was indeed not dead. He could hear the skittering of its feet and he wrinkeled his eyebrows in confusion.
When had he fallen asleep? Shifting he groaned, his body ached, stiff from laying up against the brick wall for an extended period of time.
He wasn't sure what had happened, he found himself waking up in an alley rather disorientated. Lided red eyes scanned the area seeknig the culprit that had made that sound. He didn't find it, but there was the sharp smell of iron in the air.
It smelt old..stale almost and it wasn't until he looked down and saw his blood covered arm that it jarred back what he had been up to the evening previous. The blood had dried and when he moved, the dried peices cracked and flaked off, the scabs that had come to grow over the cuts in the night were stretched and made his arm ache.
He laid there, feeling the chill that had set into his limbs and thought on what had happened. Silent as his eyes stared off at the opposing wall while he debated on what exactly had happened.
In the end he had found himself on a high. A rush of adrenaline which had resulted from his cutting into the skin on his left arm. The cuts were superficial but boy had they bled. Staring at his arm he looked over his handiwork to realize that...in his obessed state the cuts were not random but meticulously placed, it was a pattern...a design.
Red eyes stared down at it, how long had it taken him to do this? When he had started he had had a vague idea of the time and now all he could fathom was it was pre-dawn. The sun hadn't quite risen and yet.
The next question was more baffeling...WHY had he done this? Depression? Attention? A desire to feel....something? Moving he hissed an intake of breath at the sheer stiffness in his back and legs. He rubbed his hand up and down the cut skin, trying to flake off what blood that had dried there flinching when fingers caught on the edegs of scabs.
He managed to rip one off by accident, the red welling up from underneath suddenly like he had just removed the stopper. With a groan...he knew what he had to do next...and spent the next little while pulling off the scabs that were on his arm.
The smell of blood was reborn into the air and over the next half an hour he felt the rush and pleasure the desire to hurt himself all over again. The adrenaline helped him finish the deed and smiling he looked down at his arm that was covered in streaks of blood.
Hs chest heaved a deep breath as he struggeled to get up, staggering at he found his balance not quite right. He had to wash this off....he couldn't go back to the shop with his arm a bleeding mess.
Though why he cared...he wasn't sure. This was his own pleasure, it did something that he hadn't expected it to do. Relieve him of the emotion that had been messing around with him since he had arrived here alive. Jealousy, hatred...obessession currently all he could feel was a blanket of 'good'. It made him smile...and for the first time he realized he had no headache.
Ironic.
Since he was staggering around like a drunken fool he moved from the alley way and then went to find some water.
The source was from a hose, in somebody's yard. He let the cold hit his skin and he flinched. THe good feeling now gone it only stung and hurt. He washed his arm of the blood and then drank a bit as he found himself light headed. Frozen now he shivered wrapping his arm inside of his cape and left the yard.
The water was still running..he didn't care. His headache back the world was mocking him. For a momment Mrrh wished, he wished he could have the feeling again and he knew of a small dragont that could probably make that wish come true.
"Tch.." He spat out mostly to himself. There were no shortcuts in life...and no free passes either. He would have to deal with his...situation alone. Just like he did everything else. So he went to wandering...heading idly back to the Curio shop to warm up at least.
Total Word Count: 800
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Posted: Mon May 17, 2010 11:10 pm
Day 3 -
It was early morning again, he could only guess that since the birds had yet to wake him up today. He found it ironic that his back was still stiff despite sleeping on his bed this time rather than in a random alleyway. And given how much his back hurt he was starting to debate weither the alley way was more comfertable.
Shifting he stretched his body and felt...oddly awake. He stared up at the ceiling for several long minutes before finally moving to swing his legs off the bed. He never usually used the bed, often opting for the couch, but he figured with his ordeal yesterday he should get some real rest.
So much for that.
Stretching he found a pair of green eyes looking at him from the door way.
"Moooorning Mrrh!" She cried out as she moved to give her a tackle hug. Mrrh braced himself for it, ready as she routinely did this when ever he was home. He was starting to get the feeling the girl was lonely and desperate for any companionship.
He knew bitterly it wasn't his company she truely wanted.
"Morning princess," He replied as he lifted his arm to find white gauze around it and he stared at it a moment almost forgetting WHY it was there in the first place. He had to move his arm out of the way when she went to hug him in her usual tackling sort of way. With a grunt he patted her head wondering why she was...so very clingy today especially since the sun hadn't even risin yet.
"What's up princess?" He inquired as he knew it was expected for him to ask. Seriously though he was not in the mood to talk to her. He was too excited, wanting to remove the gauze to take a look at his handy work.
"Mrrrrhh I am bored.." The child before him complained, it was becoming a constant saying. Her being bored. He patted her head again enjoying the fact she stil came to him but at the same time he was..really not in the mood.
"If your bored why don't you go find Kay?" he inquired with a smirk. It wasn't often that he would actually encourage her to go find his adversary. "Show him those sexy little outfits you've been practicing." He continued as he was itching to get to the bathroom. Literally. His arm itched like crazy, and he desperately wanted to remove the gauze.
"It's tooooo eaaarly Mrrh, you know I can't go to his house now..." She complained before looking to him gauging his expression before looking over to his bandaged arm.
"What happened to your arm?" she asked pointing to the limb that was currently covered.
"Got into a fight with a cat," He answered automatically recalling the huge cat that fallowed another boy he had met once.
The blonde looked at the arm a moment longer before she looked to him obviously not believing his story but accepting it nontheless.
"Did you win?" She inquired as she shifted on his lap, he only nodded his head,
"For the most part." He was lying to her, there was no sense telling her that he was cutting himself for the sheer pleasure of it. He ran his hands through her hair before he removed her from his lap.
Roxy looked at him surprised at being pushed away but only chewed on her lip.
"Hey don't give me that look I need to pee." He stated with a shrug and earned himself a giggle from her end. She stuck out her tongue and slipped off his bed and then moved back out of his small bedroom.
"Ooooooh fine go take a leak." She stated as she moved off to take his advice and practice her clothing morphing abilities.
The youth sighed happily once she was out of ear shot and he tried to not RUN to the bathroom. Shutting the door behind him and making sure the door was locked he then went about undressing the arm. The gauze was sticky, probably cause his wounds had wept a bit.
Disgaurding the mess of cloth he ran the water to run over the cuts. It was cold and it stung..but he had to make sure his cuts didn't get infected. Moving a hand over the lines he smiled to himself rather proudly. The design had just come to him...he couldn't figure out why this partucular design, but..that was what the library was for.
He picked what scabs he found find off...causing it to bleed again smearing it against his fingers before forcing one past his stitches and sucking on the blood. He closed his eyes a long moment before finally washing his arm off again and reapplying the bandages to it.
Shifting he wobbeled a bit and then cupping his hands scooped up some water to splash his face. The library...he neeed to go there and read. Read and see if there is was a reason why this particular design, why it had come to him almost obessively.
Mrrh looked to himself in the mirror his red eyes the smudge of blood on his lip, using a wet finger he wiped it away and then checking on his bandaged arm he unlocked the bathroom door and then headed out.
The library wouldn't be open for another couple of hours, but...that was why wandering around was becoming a habit of it. He left the house silently and without a goodbye to the blonde that was upstairs most likely watching television trying to find the 'perfect sexy time outfit'. He gave a sadistic grin, he would pay good money to see Kay's expression when she showed off her skills.
He laughed, a hallow and emtpy sort of laugh as he padded down the walkway and onto the street.
Word cout: 988
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Posted: Wed May 19, 2010 10:04 am
Day 4 -
The trip to the library had been more profitable than he originally thought it would be. Pulling everything off the shelves from Mayan culture to self mutilation, and tattoos.
He had been a lot more careful about the book on 'cutting' as the bandage on his arm seemed like a neon sign to adults. And though he was proud of his handiwork he'd rather not have to deal with answering questions to strangers. 'Concerned Adults' were not amoungst the people he wanted to talk to today.
The few books he had checked out on the prvious day were now in a satchel sitting beside him on a park bench as he pulled out the first book to flip open and skim.
Trying to be as comfertable as one could be on the hard wood seats, a leg propped up to lean lean his current book of choice on his leg, he started to drone out the rest of the sounds around him. Children's voices...the sound of the wind in the trees...they all became absolete to him. His red eyes scanned the first page hungerly.
"Cutting and You...." He breathed with an ironic chuckle. Though he wasn't the sort to really want to investigate his sudden desire to carve into his skin, he knew that there had to be some trigger...some reason why he would suddenly just want to cut himself.
Self harm is defined as the intentional and direct injurying of oneself in a bodily way without suicidal intentions....
Well...that was good to know he supposed, that he didn't WANT to kill himself and that there was no direct distinction between the two mental isues. He tucked that information away knowing that somehow..in the shadows of his mind he was deluding himself.
He skimmed the rest of the book, it was interesting to see the many different ways one could cause 'self harm', from the literal cutting and body mutilation to abusing alchohal, mild poisoning and other things.
Mrrh absorbed the information quickly though he paused when he read on some of the reasons for causing self harm.
'Sense of failure...'
Failure...
Gripping his arm he winced at the pain, having dropped the book like it had shocked him. Mrrh took a sharp breath as he tried to calm down, a sudden wave of anxiety filling him.
Failure.
The word stuck out like a sore thumb in his mind, and try as he might he couldn't pinpoint WHY. What could he of possibly failed at that would cause him to start...this? Gulping air like it as was some life saving device he felt his heart finally settling into a more steady pace.
He groaned leaning onto his knees so his head was between them. His headache having decided to take a turn for the worse and he felt momentarily sick to his stomach. What in the world? He only drank water for goodness sake what could he possible feel sick over.
With his eyes closed he hugged his knees, the only thing that sprang to mind was Kay's image, that smirk that look of superiority...he felt his jaw clench and tighten out of annoyance, his automatic reaction he got around the guy.
The breath he drew was from his nose as he felt his body finally relax. Batting the mental image of Kay away as he moved to sit up his hand dragging the book back within reach. As he picked it up by the cover and proceeded to then stare at it for a long moment before finally tossing it back into his satchel.
No more. He needed more time to mentally prepare himself before he read anymore. He wasn't sure why but he felt his body shivering. He didn't like learning about why he did things. He didn't like to think about the reasons behind him doing things.
That was one of the reasons he disliked being around Anon, even if they had met only once...he had seemed to question his actions, making an valid attempt to make him validate what he was doing. How frusterating.
Sighing the boys back hit against the park bench a bit on the hard side, he winced though only went to stare up at the sky. It was getting dark again...the days seemed to be slipping past him. A hand went to lay against his bandaged arm, it was probably time to replace the bandage.
Sighing he gathered his things and slowly shuffeled his way back to the only place he could call home.
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Posted: Thu May 20, 2010 3:41 pm
Day 5-
He wasn't sure the draw to headphones at first, it seemed like a menace you placed over your ears that blasted music loud enough to drown out the world. Even if he didn't desire a masive headache..there was a perk, drowning out the world. Staring up the ceiling, he was finding the couch more comferable to him than his bed or anything else in this blasted place he could call a home.
Though he didn't have parents, could do whatever he wanted when he wanted, he was a fairly reserved individuall as well a solitary one. Living rent fere was a perk but there were several reasons why he hated this place. THe first amoungst the many was....
A squeal erupted from the floor above and tehre was a steady stomp of heavy feet. He rubbed his temples.
The 'neighbors'.
Sitting up he pulled a half open book up off the floor and flipped it open to any page not particularly paying much attention to any of the words.
There were several theroies on how the Mayan civilization fell to ruin. Some theorize that ultimately it was the 200 year drought that eventually was the collaspe of the major empire...
His throat tightened, a drought? He felt thirsty all of a sudden a hand coming to rest about the skin as he swallowed. Sweat..he was sweating, hands shaking as he dropped the book before finally forcing himself to sit up. Gasping for breath as he shook like a leaf in the violent wind.
He forced himself to stand up, with heavy feet he moved to the bathroom, forceing the tap to turn as water gushed forward he dipped his hand into the rushing fall of water staring at it dumbly a moment. Water. The bringer of life....without it the God L would ...come and take you to his domian...
Unbidden information rose from the darkest parts of his brain, the chanting, the alter, the shaman the rites and sharp smell of iron in the air so much blood.
A sacrafice.
Pushing himself away from the water violently he breathed heavily a hand going to his chest were his heart lay, his fingers dug into the skin..as if he wished for his heart to stop beating.
Why...why was this effecting him so badly? He tried to find a rational thought and could only growl in protest as he pushed off the wall he had collasped again and dunked his head under the running facet. He helf himself there letting the cold water shock him into a calm state of mind.
Withdrawing he sluggishly went to turn the facet off, he didn't move for several moments as he let the water drip from his hair and into the sink and onto the counter and floor. He dragged the hand towel off of the bar it was being held on and vaugely went to dry his hair.
He was trying to not think...it seemed impossible. So he focused on the rapid beat of his heart...trying to slow it down. Calm himself down, there was no reason to be panicking...none. It was hard to convince yourself that mentally when your body felt like someone put an electric current through you.
He dragged himself back to the couch the sound of his back hitting the cushion making a loud fwump sound and then he raised his arm to stare at it. His other hand came up and unwrapped the gauze to stare at his scar riddeled arm. It was beautiful.
The curves...the angles...they were perfect. He wasn't sure how he knew they were just right and though it was healing and itched like crazy..he continued to peel the scabs off...letting them bleed anew...and then bandaged it back up. He ran his fingers over his marks...they were risen lines on his skin now...scar tissue.
Something about how they felt under his thumb had him ..strangely turned on. The fact he didn't want to think anymore meant he should..perhaps...start on his other arm...no, a leg this time. He wanted a larger space to work with.
Closing his eyes he took a breath..he couldn't do it here. Not with the amount of annoying people in the house. He got up..retrieved his fur cape and then making sure his dagger was there moved to leave the household.
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 9:26 am
Day 6 -
It had been a quiet corner of the world and the only person who mattered right now was himself. A dagger poised above his leg as he stared over the markings he had drawn onto the skin below his gaze.
Fingers traced along the symbols and thick markered lines almost compulsively, sweat beading on his forhead as he took a slow gulp of air. For some reason ...this seemed more vital than the ones on his arm. He couldn't fathom why. He felt the hilt of the dagger shift and slip from under the grip of his sweaty fingers.
Perhaps this felt more drastic since it was a larger surface to go over..
This time around he had gauze set out, he wasn't so stupid to think that there wasn't going to be a lot of blood. Esepcially if it was anything like lasttime. A couple bottles of water to help clean the cuts, as well he had a fresh pair of loose fitting pants to put over top when he was finished the deed.
What was causeing him to hesitiate the most was the fact he didn't want to screw up. this was a rather perminant sort of thing he was attempting to do to himself.
He brought the tip of the dagger down, pressing the point of it into his thigh until there was a small bubble of blood to announce that he had gotten through the top layer. He had to stop, his hands were shaking so badly. Lifting the blade he felt that familar rush, it was faint but there. Rubbing a thumb over the small cut he smeared the blood and then taking another deep breath began aknew.
The time only seemed to slip away from him, as he drew out his lines the markings searing into his thigh from the pain. Byt the time he had even managed to complete the upper most part on his thigh he had to stop.
Drawing a breath he leaned against the brick wall, it was cold and hard against his back..but he didn't care. He felt strangely at peace. Not a thought going through his head as even his constant headache seemed to have eased off.
He lay there...for what seemed like hours, even if it was only minutes he enjoyed that peace of mind..that blanket of endorphines that masked the pain and generally made him feel like everything would be okay.
His thigh twitched as something brushed against it. Frowning as whatever it was...was causing him to have to come out of his pain indused high, an eye cracking open to see what dared to bother him.
A large black fly was sitting on his leg, buzzing and probably drinking the blood that hadn't dried there yet. He felt ...rather hostile towards that fly. How DARE it drag him out from his comfort?
Moving the fly buzzed off and he was reminded of why he didn't want to move. Dried blood stretched and cracked...new blood spilling...it ached. His thigh hurt like hell and he couldn't help but smile in a daze.
Moving if sloppily he opened the first bottle of water and took a sip of it before he went on to pouring the rest onto his wounded leg. It stung, drawing a sharp intake of breath from him. But it was a good pain. One that help to take the edge of his resurfacing headache.
Cleaning up the wound he went to dress it, no more today...he would draw this out for as long as he was able. Since once the marks were complete it meant he would have no available skin left to cut...nothing to help relieve his headaches...and remove his mind from this blasted world.
Now it was after he had taken care of himself that he wasn't sure what to do. Getting up seemed like the most logical next step, but it was trying to get his muscles to work was the problem.
He cleaned his blade, double checked the bandage on his leg and then taking a breath forced himself to stand. Using the wall to act as a brace until he found himself standing up. His body shook with the effort....he knew getting home was going to be slow going.
But he had all the time in the world...didn't he?
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Posted: Mon May 24, 2010 11:35 pm
Finding Mrrh!
(( Done with Orpheus via AIM ))
Deimos found himself wondering if he should bring the animal that he'd found to a vet or something, it had draped itself around his shoulders before passing out and hadn't woke up. The thing snored a lot, twitched, and growled in its sleep but aside from that it mostly just sort of laid there like an ornate sort of necklace, "I wonder if we should go to the animal doctor... do you know where one is, Gigan?" Gigan was a cat so surely he would know where they should be going?
The cat looked up at him, tail lashing, and looked a little on the jealous side. He didn't much care for the fact that his Deimos had gone off and gotten himself another pet. A small, pathetic, and strange sort of beast that trailed a cloud of stars behind them as they walked which confused him, something about the scent the thing gave off as well. He gave a sighing sound then mewed at Deimos, tail swishing. He didn't know where one of the hospitals was but he figured they could find one if they tried hard enough.
"No?" Perhaps he was spending to much time with his cat as he was starting to understand a bit to much of what the cat told him... Deimos lifted a hand to pat the little dragon on the head, "We will figure it out." He assured him.
Mrrh was wandering, it wasn't unusual that he was doing this. Perhaps cause he was so fidgety. He didn't like staying still in one place long..it tended to get on his nerves. SO it wasn't terrible surprising that he was meandering down the streets looking bored and annoyed at the same time. God. He liked the girl, but she could never talk about anything but Kay this and Kay that..would Kay like this? Ug...sometimes he just had to leave to escape the world that seemed to revolve around Kay.
He growled a bit rubbing an eye as something got into it, his dagger was tucked neatly into a secret pocket in his furry cape. He hadn't changed his clothing much since he had arrived to this place...oh well.
The little dragon opened his dark eyes, glancing around the area, and then gave a little yawn. It took it him some time to realize that he didn't know exactly where he was and that he was... moving? He gave a sort of confused sound and then rose up a little bit as he tried to figure out what had happened. He'd been... napping in that alleyway that he'd found his way back to because it had started to get dark during his exploration. Now he was with someone else? He didn't know this person, just saw that he had pretty, flower colored hair. He gave a yawn and then a little chirp at the one carrying him, then his cocked his head to one side.
Deimos looked down at the little dragon for a long moment then smiled, "How are you doing?" He asked, no longer paying much attention to where he was going, "You were laying in an alley, thought that you needed a hand." He explained to the one that he was carrying.
Mrrh continued walking, having no goal or aim in his mission to just keep moving. He rounded a corner looked at a boy with rather PINK hair and then did a double take. Was that Ryuusei? It was...he had wondered where that little dragon had gone off to. "Hey Ryuu!" he called out from the across the street giving a bit of a wave to the pair. He had to wonder..maybe the dragon played helpless to get free foood...
Ryuusei lunged up to his feet on Deimos's shoulder at the sound of the voice, looking around rapidly before giving a little chirp of delight, "Mrrh!" He called out, seeing the way that the boy started to come across the street toward them.
Deimos gave a jump of surprise when the dragon on his shoulder spoke, more so the name that he'd used. Mrrh...? He knew that name? Deimos turned quickly to face the one coming toward him then took a couple of quick steps back. Oh no, no... what were the odds of this? That he would accidentally run across the one that Gera had warned him about? The same one that he said even Kay didn't trust? How scary... though as he seemed to be readying to flee the dragon seemed to want to go to the other guy. He took a lunging jump off of his shoulder... and Deimos gasped and caught him before he could hurt himself doing such a crazy jump.
Mrrh laughed watching as the dragon seemed to be trying VERY hard to get to him. He was glad the boy he was on had common enough sense to grab him.
"Keep doing that and your going to break something one day.." He stated as he then noticed the boy backing up from him. Strange..."stop pretending as if you can fly Ryuu." He continued as he noticed the giant cat as well. Did this guy just collect strays?
Deimos looked down at the squirming dragon that he'd caught before hugging it to his chest and took another step back, "Ahh..." He seemed to be trying to find his voice, to find the right words to deal with this situation, "Y-You... are Mrrh...?" He asked, he seemed... scary to look at, his red eyes and the way his mouth looked. It seemed odd to him that the little animal was so happy to see him. Maybe... maybe, "This is... your pet?"
Ryuu gave a slight pout, squirming ceasing as he looked up at Deimos, he wasn't a pet! His tail ceased its swishing and he looked over to Mrrh again, hands flailing in his direction, reaching out toward him, "Mrrh! Hungry, go and get food?" He asked, his stomach giving a little rumble. The only thing really wrong with him aside from the fact that he looked in desperate need of a bath was the fact that he was soooo hungry! He'd only eaten once since he'd left the shop and now he was about die from the hunger!
He cocked his head to the side when he was addressed, "Yeah..." He replied slowly, "Do...or rather should I know you?" He inquired as he took another step towards the pair. Without even trying he seemed to give off a rather hostile aura which quickly dissolved at the dragon's question.
Turning to look at him he sighed his shoulders sagging in a mocking gesture.
"What are you a dragon or a pig? You eat a lot.." He stated looking away, obviously teasing the poor thing.
The pink haired boy took another step back away from Mrrh, "Ahh... I-I... see." He said, looking him over, he was a frightening person wasn't he? Was that why Kay and Gera didn't like him? Or at least Kay, Gera didn't like him because he was always hanging out with Roxy... which was a little odd he didn't seem the sort that would hang around with someone like the blond girl and the fact that the little dragon seemed to like him was odd as well.
Ryuu wiggled and squirmed until he was able to escape from Deimos's grasp and slipped down to the ground and quickly shuffled over to Mrrh, seeming as though he wasn't at all bothered by the teasing. He lifted up on his back feet to rest his forefeet on Mrrh's leg, gazing up at him in a hopeful manner, as though Mrrh could magically summon food out of no where or something...
Mrrh looked to his nails, still making fun of the dragons plight it seemed, he then looked down at the dragon when he seemed to be begging for attention or food. He wasn't sure which.
"What?" He asked as he knelt down to pick the dragon up and let him crawl onto his shoulder, "Do you think burgers grow on trees?" He sighed and then looked to Deimos. "Don't suppose you have any money on you?"
Ryuusei gave a happy crooning sound when Mrrh finally picked him up and he happily wrapped himself around the dark skinned boy before settling down on him, nuzzling against him happily. He tilted his head to one side, looking thoughtful, "Do... burgers come from the same place as deers?" He asked, he'd gone hunting for one of those with someone named Tireu recently and he wondered if they were the same thing. He had no idea what burger was made of...
Dei watched, confused, as the little dragon wrapped itself around the one called Mrrh and he decided that the little thing had to be his pet. There was no other way to explain how it was acting around him, he must have gotten lost... poor thing, he knew what that was like and it was no fun at all, "Ahh... huh?" He gave a quick nod of his head, not wanting to upset Mrrh. He dug into his bag, deciding that it was better to give him the money then risk getting beat up for it.
Gigan gave a sighing sound and shook his head, watching as Deimos held his money out to the scary look boy. That was supposed to buy lunch for all of them not just that silver snake that belonged to this kid that was insisting upon scaring his Deimos...
Mrrh looked over to his offered hand quickly estimating the amount there, "Good good you think you can buy this runt something to eat? I don't have any cash on me..and i doubt he'd want to gnaw on my fingers..." He stated with a sigh and another shrug as if deliberately trying to off balance the nuzzling thing. He wasn't quite use to attention of that sort.
"I don't eat by the way...and what's your name? Don't believe I caught it..." hes stated his red eyes baring onto the pink haired boy.
He nodded rapidly, "I-I can buy him food... W-Was gonna get some soon for G-Gigan and myself too." He said when he found himself pinned by the guy's gaze, he was so scary! He was just a little unsure if he was scary because everything was scary to Deimos or if he scary for real... not something he was good at figuring out, "D-Deimos... I'm Deimos and that is Gigantes." He motioned with his hand toward his cat who was glaring at Mrrh currently with his good eye.
The star ended tail started to swish rapidly at the mention that he was going to get food! Hurray!
Mrrh nodded his head wondering what the boy's problem was stuttering like that. Maybe it was a condition...he hoped he didn't catch it. He gazed down at the cat and wondered how he got that name..even if it fit him very well.
"Gigantes? Good name.." He stated with a nod, "Hey you Ryuusei...you can stop nuzzling me now...you can thank him for the food when you get it.."
Deimos lowered his hand that was holding the money when it seemed that the other guy wasn't going to take it away from him, so he wanted him to... what? To go and get the food to bring it to the dragon? Or was he supposed to go with them to where the food was? Neither idea was one that he found to be ones he wanted to go along with but... he supposed he could if he had to. Better then making this person into an enemy of his, "Where... are we g-getting the food?" He asked.
"Ok, Mrrh." Ryuu said, ceasing his loving on of his friend. He settled down on his shoulder to watch Deimos in an eager manner, "Get burgers! Oh! Fries too?" He asked, excited over the thought of getting more of that tasty stuff he had last time.
Mrrh rolled his eyes and then looked around and spotting a fast food place just around the corner...the sign was a big yellow COME BUY ME sort of sign. "There is as good as any," he stated as he reached forward to take the guys shoulder to turn him to see the spot he was then pointing to.
"yeah yeah Ryuu just don't choke on them again okay?" He warned the small dragon.
Dei seemed to stumble for a moment as though his knees were about to give out under him, it took everything in the boy to keep from passing out right then and there on the sidewalk... he gave a little whimper and pulled in a deep, shaking breath. This was so scary! Why did the guy insist upon suddenly have to be so hands on?! He found himself wishing that Gera were here... this was almost as bad as when he had to deal with that scary dragon... the big one at least. The little silver one wasn't so bad aside from the company he kept.
The way that Dei wobbled had Gigan moving, he gave a hissing sound and he lunged, taking a couple swipes at Mrrh with his sharp claws before hissing again... and his hissing had Ryuu upon is feet, eyes wide, body puffed up in shock, "No! No, bad kitty no eat Mrrh!" He told it grabbing on of his stars out of his cloud and spat it at Gigan. The colorful star bounced off the cat causing it to look up at the dragon with a wide gold eye before Gigan set to growling at the silver animal that he already had little love for.
Mrrh felt the cat scratch him..it was a good thing he liked pain..it stung though and drew a little blood. Hissing back as the cat he was trying to support the kid who seemed ready to pass out on him.
"Hey hey wopooah there..."He tried to shoulder him and half drag him...he looked around AHA a bench. He supported him to the bench best he could.
"Hey Ryuu it's okay, it ..only stings a little bit...help ******** I wish I had some water...maybe he is dehydrated.."
Deimos would likely be upset with the fact that he was leaning so heavily on the guy that he'd been warned about were it not for the fact that he was so dizzy... at least he hadn't just dropped him... and he hadn't stolen his money before leaving either. He wasn't... so bad, he couldn't trust him though he told himself as he sat down heavily on the bench. If Gera and Kay didn't trust him Deimos couldn't bring himself to do so either.
Ryuusei seemed to debate on that one before nodding, water... water he could do! He reached back into his star cloud, looking through them before he picked out a blue on. He took it in his mouth before he crawled his way down Mrrh's arm so he could press the item into his hand. Then when he did that he grabbed another star to spit it at Gigan who had followed after them as they moved toward the bench. He didn't like that kitty! It was mean and made Mrrh bleed, "Bad kitty!" He scolded him.
Mrrh blinked as suddenly a star was pressed into his hand, what the ...********!" he stated alarmed as suddenly the star bubbled like it was being filled with water and then popped. WATER WAS EVERYWHERE. He sputtered and coughed as some hit his eye and the rest seemed to get on the both of them. Great...just...great.
"Ah.....Ryyuuuu..." he siiighed as he shook his hand trying to get the excess water off of him.
"Hey sorry there Deimos...you.." He looked down at the soaked boy..jeeze this looked all so very wrong.
Deimos gave a squealing sound of shock, coming out of his dazed state as he got soaked from head to toe with water. He looked down at himself then up at Mrrh and his only consolation in it all was the fact that at least he wasn't the only one who'd gotten soaked. He looked between the others in the group that were soaked... and then lifted his hands up and set to trying to squeeze the water out of his sopping wet hair.
Ryuusei seemed a little uncertain as he looked up at Mrrh then his tail set to swishing a bit and gave a bit of a grin, looking a little embarrassed that he'd accidentally soaked everyone but that hadn't been his fault! Mrrh had wished for water, he wasn't specific about it... He looked up at him before he set to crawling up his friend's arm and back onto his shoulder. He tilted his head to the side then settled down there, "Oops... But... got water." He said, smiling.
Mrrh shook his head a bit giving a sigh and then took a couple steps backwards as he looked to his soggy wet cape. He undid the clasp the kept it on his shoulders and then went to wring the water out of the fur.
"Yes well....yeah your right, got water all right...didn't know you could do that Ryuu...I'll need to be more careful.." he sighed as suddenly there was a clatter. Something metallic hit the ground. It was his ceremonial dagger. Oops.
Everything seemed to go quiet when the metal knife clattered to the ground, Deimos's eyes went wide, he gave a sort of gasping sound... and then he was gone as his involuntary reaction to extreme fear clicked into play. He didn't like scary things and most certainly didn't like that this scary guy was carrying a knife with him! He pushed to his feet and moved quickly around Mrrh, rushing over to where Gigan was and he scooped up his cat who seemed to float there in mid air for a moment before vanishing as well.
Ryuu starred as he watched the pink haired guy as he vanished from the bench and he gave a pathetic sound, "Ah! W-Wait! Your were buying food!" He called out after Deimos, his eyes wide with shock.
Mrrh sighed....he leaned over to pick the blade up nicking himself as he did so. Dammit. Not that he was sure that Deimos...wasn't ...sacred it was just very very inconvenient. He sucked on the small cut on his thumb as he then watched..or rather spotted the floating cat before it too disappeared. Though he could still see the water marks where they dropped off of the boy's body.
"don't suppose you could wish him visible? or at least back here could you?" He asked tonelessly as he stared as the vacant space before them.
"I can't make wishes." Ryuusei said, nuzzling against Mrrh in an apologetic manner. He wished he could do something like that but his power didn't work in such a manner that he could use it for himself. It was a power meant to make other people happy which in turn would make him happy... aside from this water debacle... that had been a little oopsie on his part. He glanced over where he saw the drops of water as they were trying to escape from Mrrh which confused him a bit.
He gave a sigh...trying to figure out if it was really worth following after him. If anything just to explain to him...that the dagger was...just for show. He could lie and say it was his item...
"Ehh.....so I have to wish for it?" He stated with a sigh, that felt like cheating. He idly took a couple of steps forward i the direction the water drops were headed. Deimos did have the money... he was ...broke at the moment..and couldn't cook. He was sure if he dragged the dragon back to the shop Roxy would attempt to feed him...
Ryuu merely gazed up at him, he wasn't allowed to explain it in detail and he hoped that Mrrh could figure it out. The two of them started forward toward where Deimos was going and his tail set to swishing, he wanted them to go after the pink haired boy so that they could get their lunch! He was ready to give chase like what Arlen had done with those animals the other day!
Deimos rushed forward, to slid around the corner of the nearest building and leaned against the wall, hugging Gigan to his chest as he came back into existence, "Oh... t-that was scary..." He murmured to his cat, lowering him down to the ground and shook his hair free of some of the water that clung to it. That was awful... to think that scary guy had a knife on him! They were safe to get away as quickly as they had, before that guy could use that knife on them.
"HEY? DEIMOS? COME OUT?" Mrrh called out knowing perfectly well that the boy was either A.) Still invisible or B.) MUCH further away than he though or C.) No way in hell will come out ...but hey it was worth a shot. "Come on Deimos! There isn't anything to be scared of. I am not going to hurt you or your cat or anyone else..." he stated though the last part was a BIT of lie. He did want to hurt Kay.
Ryuusei looked up at Mrrh for a long moment then gave a little shake of his head, "Yelling will not help." He murmured, nuzzling against him before he lifted up on his back feet on his shoulder, one of the front one resting on Mrrh's head as he looked around to try to spot the boy with the pink hair. He didn't seem to be ready to come out but he did see the cat peeking out from around a building ahead of them. He patted his hand against Mrrh, "I see the mean kitty." He told his friend.
Mrrh sighed again, he seriously wasn't sure if all of this was worth it...he should just go back to the shop and get him some food. SOooooo much simpler that way.
"Deimos...you don't have to be scared okay?" He stated in a softer tone, a trying to be patient tone. "Come on out i see your cat.." he continued.
Deimos gave a jump, looking down at Gigan who was lookout of the alleyway, glaring at the one that was following him and he gave a little sighing sound, "Gigan..." He murmured, giving a little sigh before he peeked out from behind the wall toward where Mrrh was. He didn't like the idea of giving away where he was, allowing the guy to see him again but it would seem as though Gigan was going to give away their spot... he would have to do his best to try to look brave even if he was anything but...
There was a purring sound from Ryuu when he saw the other boy standing there, good good! The one with the money for lunch had made a reappearance! His tail started to wag wildly, the blue star becoming a blue blur in his excitement.
Mrrh kept his hands out where Deimos could see them, so that the rather nervous boy wouldn't have to worry about him suddenly diving for his dagger again.
"Sheesh your jumpy ..."He stated with a sigh as he shook his head, "Here..look your obviously not comfortable with me around.." He started, taking a step back, "Perhaps you should just take Ryuusei and get him something to eat.." He continued thinking it may be better off this way.
Ryuu looked up at his friend for a long moment then looked at Deimos, "Please... we can all be friends." He said to them both, worried and seemed to be unable to understand why the pair didn't get along. He wrapped himself more tightly around Mrrh and gazed up at him in a hopeful manner, "Go... go and get food?"
Deimos gave a little sighing sound, uncertain about what he should do. Everything inside of him and what he'd heard made him fear Mrrh... but it was a little harder to be afraid of him when he saw the way the tiny dragon wrapped around him in such a manner. In fact it kind of reminded him of the snake that perched on Kay's head... only it was a lot nicer then the scary hair snake, "W-We can if... if you want to..." He said finally, stepping a little closer to where the other two were standing.
Mrrh cocked an eyebrow at the boy but didn't make any sudden movements, treating Deimos like a deer caught in the headlights. "Only if you do. I don't eat...it doesn't bother me if we part ways here...Ryuu though, "He looked to the small dragon and rolled his eyes and chuckled a bit, "Eats a LOT for his small size...and gets lost often," He lowered his hands as well he was losing the feeling in his arms.
Deimos gave a little nod of his head, "We can eat together then." He murmured, "I... know what its like getting lost all the time, its no fun." He murmured, looking at Ryuusei who seemed to relax greatly when it seemed as though they were all going to go together.
The little dragon eased his hold on Mrrh and set to purring, tail wagging. He could have started to sing he was so excited about the fact that they were going to get something delicious as a group. He pushed up on his shoulder then crawled up so his forefeet were resting on Mrrh's head and looked toward the golden arches that marked where the most tasty of all treats were located, "Lets go! Lets go!" He chirped happily.
Mrrh tilted his head away as if trying to get the little dragon to fall off, though he was only teasing the small thing. He sighed and nodded, "Yes yes...we obey..." he drawled as he turned towards the arches and slowly made his way there. He paused looking over his shoulder a couple times...making sure Deimos didn't just UP and VANISH again.
"How...do I always end up finding lost strays..." He muttered to himself mostly.
Deimos watched the little dragon as it set to scrambling to keep from falling off of Mrrh before giving a slight smile. The guy wasn't... quite as frightening as he'd imagined. He'd thought that he would be something bigger, meaner, and blood bathed... and that wasn't so. It was odd and he followed along after him as he found himself, despite his fears of the guy, wanting to learn a bit more about him. Maybe he could figure out what it was about him that Kay didn't like... though for the moment he felt as though he were missing something.
Ryuusei was crooning and purring, nuzzling against Mrrh, and bouncing around as they made their way forward toward their goal.
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The food came..and it went. Disappearing quite rapidly into hungry mouths or rather...mouth as the little dragon consumed his weight in food. He poked the dragons belly when Ryuu was finished and then shook his head, "Glutton.." he sighed as he then stretched, "I should get you back to the shop...were you can sleep properly...I know a blond who has missed you."
Ryuusei gave a sound much like a purr as Mrrh poked at him, to content to do much more... that and were he to try to move now he would look a bit silly since he was all fat and swollen with dinner again. If he were to try to do more then lay here he would fail given the size of his belly and the fact that his legs were rather short. So instead he looked up at his friend and reached his short arms out toward him, tail wagging.
Deimos looked the pair over for a moment before his eyes got a bit wide, "Ahh... your going back to the shop? Is Gera still staying there?" He asked, he hadn't see his friend in some time and was wonder how he was doing at the moment. Maybe he could tag along as far as the shop, to see how he was doing. Gera didn't quite seem himself the last time they were together.
Mrrh poked the dragon again and then played keep away with his fingers to the small short limbed dragon though he paused when Deimos brought up the golem boy. He raised an eyebrow at him and then leaned on a free hand.
"Maybe...I tend to avoid him...he doesn't like me much." He stated with a shrug, "Probably cause Kay told him a bunch of lies..." he stated with a sigh.
Ryuusei tried his hardest to poke back at the fingers that were teasing him but was to full and slow at the moment to do anything but flail. He gave a bit of a sigh of relief when Mrrh paused since it allowed him to catch one of his fingers and used it to pull himself forward, wrapping about his hand. When he had a good hold he lifted his head to stick his tongue out at Mrrh.
"Ahh... lies?" He asked of Mrrh, head tilting to one side in a curious manner. Kay had never seemed the sort that would tell lies about someone...
Mrrh only smirked with Ryuu managed to grab hold of his hand and manage to wrap himself around the limb.
"Well yeah...why would Gera been so uptight about me being around Roxy? Not like I've ever hurt anyone..let alone her.." He snorted with a roll of his shoulder and then dragged the dragon to himself and used the crutch of his arm to let the dragon snuggle in there. He then stretched his free arm and looked to be getting up.
"Ahhh... I see." He murmured, watching him closely, "I... umm... am sorry... Gera told me about you, that he and Kay didn't trust you and..." He lowered his head, looking a little ashamed of himself that he had acted as he had around Mrrh when the guy didn't seem so bad, "You... can't be so bad as I pictured if you have a pet you take care of after all." He could only hope the guy would forgive him, Deimos found fear in even the most basic of things so being warned about someone only made that fear tenfold.
Ryuu turned to look over at Deimos after he snuggled up against Mrrh before giving a pout, "I'm not a pet." He murmured, though he sure was acting like one when it came to feeding time and the nap time afterward.
Mrrh snorted and poked the pudgy dragon in the belly, "Sure sure, you know if you stopped begging for food I MAY believe you when you say that." He stated with a small laugh, he then looked back to Deimos before his gaze moved off sorta zoning looking at nothing in particular,
"Yeah...a lot of people seem to jump to conclusions about me..."
"If... if it makes a difference I am not biased toward you, Mrrh... I am afraid of most everything, even certain colors." Deimos said as he got his bag, pulling it over one shoulder and then looked to Gigan who had finished his fish sandwich and was waiting to see what they did next. He gave his cat a little scratch under the chin before looking to Mrrh, "Shall we?"
The dragon couldn't help but to flail a little bit as he tried to escape the poking before giving up and sort of just flopped over on Mrrh's arm, purring lightly and let his eyes sink half closed, "But you always get me the best food Mrrh." He didn't want to stop begging if it meant burgers! He supposed that 'pet' wasn't so bad a nickname along with Silver and Pudgy and he could deal with it for free food!
Mrrh looked up and then watched as Deimos seemed to be getting ready to leave, he moved to stand up as well.
"Yeah..I guess.." He muttered sounding a bit cross though he guessed that Deimos's explanation made sense..he still couldn't help but feel irked by the fact Gera was telling others he was bad.
"Come on Ryuu...I am sure Roxy will be happy to see you.."
Deimos nodded, moving to fall into step behind Mrrh as they walked along toward the shop. He was rather quiet as he seemed to be lost in thought about the situation at hand. He was wrong about this person and felt bad about it... it made him wonder what other things he was afraid of that he was wrong about... not that he would be going out to check the danger level of any of those things any time soon, it was just a passing thought after all.
Ryuu gave a happy if sleepy sound, eyes sinking closed the rest of the way, "Will be nice to see Roxy again." He murmured, sounding a bit sleepy. The walk back from here to the shop was going to be spent sleeping off his meal, after all he wouldn't be able to play as well if he were still all round and pudgy.
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 9:22 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 9:28 pm
Reserved for Anon/Mrrh rp via AIM
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 10:57 am
A day of hurting - friend and self alike
The day had started like any other, the sun was shining as the summer heat took possesion and make people go out and lay on the beach or go to the park.
Except.....there was one youth who wasn't outside enjoying the nice weather. He was inside in the bathroom up to no good.
It had been awhile, and he honestly was shaking as he took off his shirt and stared at his bare chest and stomach. Taking a peice of charcol he had bought at a art supply store he went though the process of drawing on himself.
His fingers shook slightly, trying not to smudge or smear and using a mirror to help plan out the design. He moved the charcoal over his skin obessively though methodically.
The door to the bathroom was locked, he had plenty of towels with him to help stop the bleeding. He was more than a bit eager to get started. On the procelian sink sat his most treasured posession, his dagger.
It was clean, and sterilized. He wasn't so stupid to go about cutting himself with a dirty knife. He had taken great lengths to set it in boiling water when no one was home. It was now wrapped in a light cloth to be inconspicious.
It took him the better part of an hour to get the design just right. Using water to carefully fix mistakes and once satisfied he looked it over. Reaching over he grabbed a can of hair spray that had belonged to Trin and then went about spray himself down.
To be honest it itched like crazy when it dried..but it would help prevent the charcoal from smudging. Mrrh stood looking into the mirror for a long time. His hand finally reaching for the dagger he withdrew it from the cloth and held it up before him. His heart was racing already at the thought of the knife point cutting his skin.
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An hour had passed, and at some point Mrrh must of passed out on the bathroom floor. Blood covered his hand, chest and blade which had fallen from his grasp when he had hit the ground.
The back of his head hurt indicating he must of bashed it against something. With a groan he pulled himself up off the floor and then soaked a face cloth went to wipe down the mess on his hands and chest.
By doing so he caused the wounds to bleed a bit more..but it only caused him to relish it. He patted himself dry, tired and worn out looking himself over before he finally cleaned his dagger off and slipped it into his cape.
Mrrh wasn't stupid...well he was for cutting himself, but he took care of his wounds, dressing them fairly well since he had done this often enough to make sure nothing got infected.
He was finished here...for now...and he needed to sleep. His body ached primarily where he had cut. Cleaning up the bathroom he made sure there wasn't a speck of blood. Finally unlocking it and heading out for his couch to crash on.
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 10:58 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 9:04 am
The after effect - Solo
It was hard, very hard. Since he had started living at the graveyard with Anon..he felt, it was hard to describe. Lighter? Sure...that..sort of made sense.
It had been hard, very hard as well. After giving up his dagger to Anon he and him have had some trying times...mostly having him go completely bonkers on his friend. That desperate want, the feeling of the world collasping around you as you sunk lower and lower into a panic ridden state.
It was easy to describe the feeling. Like the world was darkening around you you could only focus narrowly and usually it was like tunnel vision. It would get hard to breath, your heart would beat a million miles a minute and it would feel like you could pass out any second. But the sweet release of unconciousness would elude you.
He was all too familar with the signs, the triggers though seemed to vary. There were the obvious ones. Blood, knives, seeing cut skin... then there were the others. Sometimes he just felt the need to cut when he felt anxious, worried....or was thinking of Kay. His hatred for the boy seemed a horrible trigger, though as of late he hadn't let his mind wander to him.
He felt...like he should go back to the shop. But what did he have there? Nothing. Roxy was too absorbed in Kay and Ryuu...well Ryuu was cute but he needed to find better friends...ones that weren't so messed in the head. Gera most likely wanted to hurt him. So he had no real drive to head back there.
No he would stay here awhile...see if he could perhaps get over his need for pain. The need to cut and scar himself. He hoped that Anon wouldn't give up on him...he needed all the help he could get...and the zombie boy was currently and unluckily his anchor.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 6:57 am
Reserved for meeting the twins - Mrrh/Cheryl/Harry/Anon
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 6:58 am
Part 2 of meeting the twins
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