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 Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 5:38 pm
Lillian gave a huff as she recalled Roux and his guardian Chloe. They had been such a mismatched pair but she knew the haughty creature had some ounce of love for the soft-spoken miss. Just thinking about them made Lil’s stomach clench with cold regret.
The lass brushed the past away though as she took in the woman before her. That voice of hers was so musical and alive as soon as word spread about this little place the men would flock for a chance at having a chat with her. Couldn’t hurt that she was drop dead gorgeous too.
As his sister took in how good looking the employees of the shop was Tyson managed to keep the conversation alive with very little difficulty. “I’d like to say it was a miraculous feat on my part but really I just ran with my tail between my legs.” The youth laughed as he remembered scurrying off and hiding under Dr. Kyou’s booth, looking for some kind of shelter only to have even more problems there. “And Miss Vivi, it’s not a “think”, he is a superhero.” Tyson turned firm eyes onto Iorek who smiled gently, embarrassed to be put in the spotlight by the group.
The lad rolled his eyes at the raevan and went on, “He’s a hero-in-training and is better than any of the other raevans out there!” A large grin shone brilliantly Tyson’s face as he looked up at Iorek, very aware that his faith in the raevan would make the youth even more flustered.
Ty would have succeeded in his plot if the term “super villain” hadn’t come up. Both he and Iorek immediately straightened, their eyes growing wide as they pictured a raevan to fit that profile. While Tyson pictured a fierce battle between this could-be raevan, Iorek pictured the abilities and what it could be capable of.
Luckily Lillian noticed the boys had drifted off into fanboy mode and snapped her fingers to bring them back, “Alright boys, I highly doubt you’d be dealing with a villain anytime soon.” She glanced back at Vivi and Shepard, “Some raevans are a pain but if the owner has enough will they can be reformed, and I think you two would be able to fix it if it did come out evil.”
Iorek laughed sheepishly and scratched the back of his head as he came out of the dreamworld. "I have yet to meet a villainous raevan anyways, so we should be safe." His wings flexed as he picked up a piece of chocolate Tyson hadn't eaten and simply examined it. "You will have to let us know when your raevan is born. I....I'd like to meet them."
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 6:28 pm
"Ah-hah~!" Vivi bent slightly to look better at Ty, her expression just as enchanted as it would have been had Ty professed to slaying a magical ice dragon all by his lonesome. "Running or no, it seems you had quite the adventure! And, my goodness, to have a hero-in-training living with you... it must be so lovely to feel so protected!"
She, too, was imagining epic battles and villains -- a full rogue's gallery! -- and, furthermore, was loving the starry-eyed expressions the boys were currently giving. As always, she would be the first to play along. With a laugh, she reached out to squeeze Iorek's bicep in a show of admiration, one hand on her cheek as though to stop a blush. "Haha, my goodness, what strength! Are you certain that you need more training? Perhaps the Shepard should take you to the gym with him! Just do not break the equipment with your strength, ahn?"
Vivi's reactions and the fanboy reveries drew a helpless sort of laugh from Shepard, who folded his arms over his chest and resumed his head-shaking. "'m pretty sure a Dawn-themed villain isn't the sort that'll wreak too much havoc on the world. But I'm confident if it comes out evil, we'll at least make 'em the fun sort of evil and not the nasty sort."
"Is there a fun sort of evil?" Vivi's voice was dreamy, considering.
"Can't think of one, but we'll make one if we've got to."
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2011 11:29 pm
Iorek flushed at the attention the Vivi was giving him. He was used to his guardians bestowing compliments but someone such as this? It was almost too much to handle. The raevan had to raise one of his mutated hands and gently touch his ear to make sure it wasn't on fire because it sure felt like it was burning to a crisp. "I'm just....trying. I'm still at the early stages I guess. Maybe a year and a quarter...certainly not enough time." He mumbled quietly under his breath as his eyes dart away from Vivi's pretty face. She must have been involved in a glamourous job beforehand with a look like that. Females....always so beautiful but fragile creatures.
The raevan blinked and coughed when his back was suddenly given a hard pat.
"Let's not creep the lady out, bud." Tyson whispered before he released a hearty chuckle into the air and gave Iorek a few more pats between his wings. "And let's not be so modest. You're our own personal hero." He snickered and loosely shrugged at Vivi. "Everyday it feels like we have a huge wall around us, keeping out all the baddies. And luckily this wall we can move along with us. All those grand adventures need a barrier, ya know?" As he spoke he tucked his hands into his coat pockets, continuing to be personable and social. The two human companions much more social compared to their stone pal.
Listening to the two brunettes converse with Vivi, Reks was caught very much offguard when he was suddenly in the young woman's grasp. Who knew rocks could become so red? Such a harsh red ruby shade Iorek sported on his cheeks that it had to be recorded as the brightest color of flush he had become to date.
Even though he was surprised and embarrassed the raevan smiled sweetly in response while his inner self went to work pulling strings and tucking away corners to restore the raevan into a composed gentleman. "T-Thank you, Miss Vivi. It's always nice to hear that from someone who isn't well....them."
Iorek gestured to Lillian and Tyson with a quick nod of the head. "But if I'm to get any better I will always need training and well...." He shifted to look back at Shepard, "If he'll let me, I'd like to see what a gym is like. I've never been to one before but Lillian tells me that's where people go to sweat."
"Maybe the dawn raevan's evil power would be time would never progress! We'd be stuck at dawn for the rest of our days! Or...it'd just make dew on leaves and pretty sun rises." Tyson suggested before giving a shrug, "As long as they like monologuing they'd be a fun villain."
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2011 9:40 pm
Shepard was fast becoming concerned that Iorek might spontaneously burst into flames if the onslaught of affection continued to be directed at him. Vivi's attentions seemed to send him into a blush-fueled tailspin that might not ever stop at this rate -- if Shepard knew Vivi at all, she would continue to up the ante until the poor Raevan seared himself permanently red. And, judging by the way the Frenchwoman's smile was only growing more winsome and brilliant, Shepard knew it was his time to step in with a little mercy.
"Gym's got a lot more to it than sweat. Definitely a good place to train, maybe learn how to throw a punch," Shepard cut in, fishing his cell phone out of his pocket. "Let's trade numbers. I'll take yeh down sometime when you've got some free time. How about that?"
Vivi, thwarted in her quest to make The Magical Everblushing Raevan, thus turned her attention to Ty and his description of the Villain Dawn. It ... well, there certainly wasn't anything one could do to make Dawn sinister, was there? There definitely wasn't anything Vivi could think of ... but that did leave her to wonder, what would her Raevan's powers end up being? Another mystery, just waiting to be answered...
"An endless dawn... I confess, it sounds rather refreshing to me! I get much of my work done when the sun rises. It is the very best time to bake!" Vivi tilted her head, musing. "Ah, well, I suppose Iorek will have to wait until another time to find his arch nemesis. Perhaps our little one can be in his fanclub instead, non? I am sure she or he will look up to him very much."
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