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 Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2011 10:59 am
ɢєиτℓץ, ɢєиτℓץ I ϲɑмε ℝɑρρϊɴɢ, ℓϊкє τнє ℬϊяɗ ωнσsє ℬєɑκ ϲɑмε Ϯɑρρϊɴɢ
Crow continued to hop about in the shadowy parts of the city in the alley, pecking out little insects buried underneath the gravel. Startled by sudden movement, he looked at the man that was now wide awake. The other seemed to be looking for him.. Crow sat still, cocking it's head to watch the human. A the other finally stood, the Crow took a few hops back, keeping his distance. Crow watched the man leave the alley and followed him at a distance, pecking away at the ground for little possibilities of some kind of food along the way. He wondered how much the wound still bothered him. Three blocks was starting to be a long way for the bird so he just decided to take flight, keeping an eye on his target. When finally reaching his home, Crow swooped down to land by the entrance. He found a way to climb up to a window's level, peeking through to watch. At least the man was going to bandage himself up. Crow ruffled his feathers before reversing his transformation, keeping a hand over his more sensitive, colourless eye. Fading halfway through into the house, He watched quietly as he saw the man checking messages. He frowned a bit, not wanting him to go off so soon for anything.
"You shouldn't go out for a while," He advised, hoping the other would hear him while pulling back to the outside to hide again. As much as he shouldn't interfere with this human's life any further, he didn't want to take risks. He could easily lose his life like he nearly had before. Crow wasn't very comfortable with having to save him again so soon. He felt protective, wanting to keep the other safe for as long as possible. He also didn't want to keep near him directly. He though he'd stay just a wall shadow for a while longer until the other would really need his help, if Crow felt up to it, that is. The black-clad fey stayed silent, hugging against the wall he faded from, keeping hidden on the outside. But sitting there was already starting to irritate him. Instead, he became an inky black bird again and made his way into the man's house, hopping, hopefully, into sight, but kept his distance. It cawed rather loudly to inform he was there, but other than that, he began to nonchalantly just peck at nothing on the floor.
He flapped once, making his wings more comfortable, cocked his head at the man and continued his generic pecking. He stopped, bored with that too and hopped in random little spots not far from his original spot. His shortened attention span was keeping his mind off trying to be nonchalant to actually being an innocent bird. He looked up to the human, his white eye less sensitive with its smaller size.
Ϣɑиτєɗ мϊиє ɑиɗ ωɑиτєɗ ץσʋяs ; ℬστн Șσʋℓs I sєєκ τσ κєєρ
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Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2011 12:20 pm
Ludovich~Arneson It takes two to murder
Ludovich carefully listened to the messages on his machine. It would seem that he had gained a lot of customers while away. Ludovich smiled softly at the thought and carefully wrote down the numbers of people that he wanted to call back. Once the messages and the jotting of numbers were finished, Ludovich stared at the phone, considering whether he should call now or later. It was then that he suddenly heard a familiar voice from outside the window. Ludovich turned his head at the voice and just stared silently as if trying to process what had happened. That had been the voice his 'guardian angel' had had. The question was: was he actually there or was Ludovich just making things up? As Ludovich wondered this, he found himself moving slowly to the window. He continued to do so before suddenly hearing a caw.
At this sound, Ludovich turned around, seeming surprised. How had it gotten in here? He didn't recall having any windows left open, but then again, he had just been hearing voices, so it was technically possible for him to have left one open and not remember. Ludovich sighed some at this thought and just carefully watched the bird as it moved around pecking. He figured that he should probably get this bird back outside before it ran into a window or something, but frankly wasn't sure to go about that without hurting the bird or getting pecked at. Ludovich, thus, just carefully pushed open one of his downstairs windows and just left the bird alone.
Once that was finished, Ludovich settled himself back onto the couch and just watched the little bird peck away curiously. It seemed so innocent just sitting there on the ground like that. It was strange to think that they were supposed to be an omen of death. Ludovich chuckled some at the thought and just watched the bird for a few more moments before hearing his stomach grumble. At this, he looked down in confusion. When had been the last time that he'd eaten? It seemed like it had been days. Ludovich frowned some at thought and carefully headed over to the kitchen. The he made something to eat. As he did so, he spotted a bag of sunflower seeds. He smiled some at the sight and brought them with him to the living room once his food was done. Once there, he took a seat on the couch and carefully spilled a few sunflower seeds on the ground, to see if the bird would eat them at all.
There are victims, born to have their throats cut, and cutthroats, born to be hanged.
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Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2011 1:05 pm
ɢєиτℓץ, ɢєиτℓץ I ϲɑмε ℝɑρρϊɴɢ, ℓϊкє τнє ℬϊяɗ ωнσsє ℬєɑκ ϲɑмε Ϯɑρρϊɴɢ
Crow hopped about, his eyes intently watching the man as he was moved towards the window. Pecking away still, he felt the other watch him. Although it was his own doing, gaining his target's attention, it was rather unnerving. He was usually hidden away or up in the rooftops, but inside a home and being watched like this was making him weary. The black bird went flapped it's wings at the odd sound the human's stomach made and followed him at the same distance it had been at. He stayed on the outside of the kitchen, observing all the little things, especially whatever caught his eye with shine. He flew a ways further away as his target left to go sit. Crow followed until he spotted the small pile of seeds that was left. Were they for him? Nevertheless, they were now. The bird hopped and instantly pecked away at the seeds, enjoying the salty taste away from the odd flavour of whatever else he found on the ground of streets. He ran out and almost pouted.
Taking flight, he kept low to make sure not to hit anything and decided to perch beside his target, taking little steps sideways to meet up closer to the man. Crow couldn't help but coo, the best a crow could that is, and stepped in the opposite direction, away from the man. He wanted more seeds but couldn't exactly ask. It hopped off the couch, out of view on the side of it and it stretched his feathers, slouching in human form. turning around, he lifted his hand and grabbed a hold of the couch's arm, pulling his lengthy body up in a crawl before sitting in the corner, hands between his legs. What harm could be done if he asked for a bit more of those seeds? They tasted much better than worms, for sure.
He found no words leave his mouth, no matter how much he wanted to ask. Instead, he just stared at the bag, more intent on that than whatever the other man in the room was doing. Remembering he wasn't the only one here, he looked back to his target intently. "Could I have more?" He finally requested, lowering his face with a façade of shyness. A white hand lifted and touched his own hair, ruffling a few parts to make sure his transformation wasn't too lazily done, turning whatever feathers were left into strands. He sucked in his black lips, still tasting the bit of salt. It was delightful. maybe he should come visit more often than he had planned if there were treats like this around. Being a bird for so long made him think like one after his transformation, keeping his mind off his original plan and tracked more on the thought of food.
Ϣɑиτєɗ мϊиє ɑиɗ ωɑиτєɗ ץσʋяs ; ℬστн Șσʋℓs I sєєκ τσ κєєρ
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Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2011 8:13 pm
Ludovich~Arneson It takes two to murder
Ludovich smiled as the crow pecked away at the seeds and watch him for awhile before starting to eat as well. His eyes closed at the wonderful taste of it and started eating silently and contently. Ludo continued on like this for awhile, but was soon torn away from his meal by the sound of cooing. At this, the young man lifted his head to look over to where the noise came from.
There sat the bird just staring quietly at him. Ludovich tilted his head some as the crow continued doing so. What could it possibly want? Ludovich pondered this for awhile before noticing the bird jump away. A confused look formed on his face at. this. He then scooted over a bit too go check on it. He moved just close enough where he could see over the edge before finally peering down. Eyes fell carefully to where the bird had landed just for him to see that the bird had been replaced by a man.
Ludovich moved back a good foot at this out of shock and just stared. How had he-? Where had he-? Who was he?
Ludo stared in silence at the man, who was now sitting on the end of his couch, trying to figure out what the hell had just happened. It was not until he had stared at him for a few moments that he finally started to come to the realization that he was the man from earlier, the one who had saved his life. Ludovich settled some at this realization, but then found many more questions go through his head. Was he real this time or just a figment of his imagination? Ludovich pinched himself at this thought before smiling. Alright, so he was really there, but since that was true that must mean that he wasn't human. After all, humans couldn't exactly turn into crows. But, if he wasn't human, what was he? Could he really truly be his guardian angel? Ludovich stared in silence at this before hearing the other speak.
It took Ludovich a few seconds to sensor the fact that he had spoken and a few more to realize what it was that he had said. Once he did, the young man nodded slightly and quietly handed the other the bag of seeds. Ludovich watched carefully as the other took them and started to eat away at them before smiling some.
He was, in all truth, happy to see the man again, despite the fact that he'd nearly scared the sh*t out of him. After all, the man had saved his life and he'd never gotten a chance to say anything to him or ask him any questions. Now that he returned, he would finally have that chance. Ludovich smiled some at the thought and waited for the other to eat a bit more before speaking to him. "Thank you for helping me..."
There are victims, born to have their throats cut, and cutthroats, born to be hanged.
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2011 10:13 am
ɢєиτℓץ, ɢєиτℓץ I ϲɑмε ℝɑρρϊɴɢ, ℓϊкє τнє ℬϊяɗ ωнσsє ℬєɑκ ϲɑмε Ϯɑρρϊɴɢ
Crow gladly took the bag, taking handfuls out of seed from it, eating quietly. His senses were coming back slowly, and he looked up to the man. He didn't pay much else attention to the man who sat near him, staring. As the other had said something, Crow finished his last handful before looking up, almost surprised to see his target. He had almost forgotten he was even there at all. Realizing his situation, he felt embarrassment fill him and drew back slightly. "You shouldn't get yourself in trouble, next time." he criticized, making up for how embarrassed he felt, putting on a dark façade. He placed the bag of seed down and crawled closer, pushing the man back slightly and lifted his shirt. His hand touched the wound, putting slight pressure on it.
"It'd be best if you don't get into any more trouble like that. You might kill yourself." The creature stated coldly. Letting go, he slid back and stood up, looking down. "I'll keep an eye on you, but I don't promise I can save you again…" His voice got a bit quiet at the end of his sentence, his stern expression softening a bit as well. It was then he wondered how long the human would even last, now, worried that he himself perhaps made a fate worse for him later.
The tall man clad in black turned around and headed for the closest exit slowly, finding a window and opening it as far as he could. Before stepping to the other side, he turned his head. "Promise me you won't get into trouble? Not until it's better?" Crow asked, hiding his slight plea. He wasn't sure why he cared so much. He couldn't tell himself it was just for fun, anymore. He knew it wasn't, and he sat on the sill, waiting for an answer.
Ϣɑиτєɗ мϊиє ɑиɗ ωɑиτєɗ ץσʋяs ; ℬστн Șσʋℓs I sєєκ τσ κєєρ
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2011 5:54 pm
Ludovich~Arneson It takes two to murder [[[ugh I hate this post -.-']]]
Ludovich frowned some as the other seemed to scold him for his actions. It was as if he believed that he had wanted to be stabbed in the chest. Well, that had not at all been the case. He had just been trying to help that women. Mind you, he still wasn't fully sure as to why he'd done something so stupid, but even then he hadn't figured it would be as dangerous as it had been. If he would've known that he was going to get stabbed in the chest, he would have just avoided it all together. Ludovich felt the need to say all of this outloud, but instead just sat there and kept his lips zipped. He didn't want to piss the other off after what he had done for him. After all, without his aid, he would likely be rotting away in an alleyway at this very moment. Ludovich, thus, just sighed and kept silent.
He managed to continue to do so before the other suddenly moved closer to him. His eyes widened as he was pushed back some and felt his shirt be pushed up. What on Earth was he-? "Ow," he muttered as the other put pressure on his wound. It was then that the other seemed to warn him some about getting into trouble like that. Ludovich cringed some as he continued to put pressure on the wound and felt tempted to yell at him to get off, but yet again just bit his lip and shut up. He didn't want to piss him off. Thankfully, Crow soon stopped putting pressure on it and slid off of him. Ludovich eased some at this and just took a deep breath before looking over to him. It would appear as though he was going to leave him now. Right before he did though, he made one request.
"Promise me you won't get into trouble? Not until it's better?"
Ludovich listened carefully to the request before nodding. " I can promise that I won't, but I have a feeling that your definition of trouble and mine are different," he said softly to the man, whom he still perceived to be his guardian angel," I will try to stay away from hits that seem dangerous, but I'm going to be taking up minor hits again as soon as I can." Ludovich looked carefully to the other at this, figuring that he would not much like this response. It was what he had to do though if he wanted to keep his home, feed himself, and pay off the debts that he had racked up over the years. For Ludovich, it was pretty much kill or die. There was no avoiding such a thing. Hopefully, the other wouldn't give him too much s**t for it or desert him because of it.
There are victims, born to have their throats cut, and cutthroats, born to be hanged.
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2011 9:38 pm
ɢєиτℓץ, ɢєиτℓץ I ϲɑмε ℝɑρρϊɴɢ, ℓϊкє τнє ℬϊяɗ ωнσsє ℬєɑκ ϲɑмε Ϯɑρρϊɴɢ ((I think I'm coming to a state of writer's block, myself T.T ))
Crow managed to give a small smile, at the answer. "I do believe you're right.. But don't get killed." Replaced with another frown, he sighed with frustration, stepping away from the window and hopped onto the couch from where he stood, almost sliding it over little. He sat like he usually did, perched with a small hunch and his arms hanging between his legs, light as a feather on the arm of the couch. He stared intently, opposite of the man, almost angry. "Why is it that you kill people? Do you get paid? Is it for fun? You're gaining something, and that I find selfish." He snarled. "I didn't mind it when I found you at first. I thought it was intriguing, actually. But they're hits?" His voice rose and he straightened his posture, looking straight into the man with his two-toned eyes. "I think I just found you much more interesting," He voiced with a smirk. Crow didn't know why he was saying it. He didn't even like most of the humans, being so biased against them, so prejudice himself. Though he was, in fact, he was even more amused. A hitman? Not just some Jack the Ripper or psycho killer? Although it would have been interesting to meet some kind of sadist like that, he was quite happy that this wasn't just for fun or sinful gain but in fact what he assumed was survival. That paper the humans cherish so much runs their world, he knew, and he knew a case like the one so preciously held on to by his target was a common source of carriage.
"I might have to stay just to make sure you don't go anywhere if this is the case…" Crow sighed heavily, crossing his arms in annoyance. Backing away, stepping onto the floor again, he had a sudden thought with a subtle expression to match. "Oh.. Your name…" He murmured, his thin hand came up to touch his lips. "I have to know the name of the man I just saved if I want to keep watch of you." He mention, keeping his expressions to a minimum for now.
Ϣɑиτєɗ мϊиє ɑиɗ ωɑиτєɗ ץσʋяs ; ℬστн Șσʋℓs I sєєκ τσ κєєρ
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 1:21 am
Ludovich~Arneson It takes two to murder
Ludovich just nodded some as the other told him not to get killed and smiled. "I won't. I promise," he said simply before noticing the other head back over to him, frowning. It would seem that, just as Ludovich guessed, the other was angry with him for insisting on doing hits again so soon. Ludovich sighed some, expecting the other to yell at him, just for him to scold him for something completely different. He started talking about how he was selfish for killing people and seemed to act as though he was nothing but a bad person. Ludovich opened his mouth to protest at this, just to hear him change his tone to one that sounded more interested. At this, the young blinked some in confusion. He was more interesting now? But weren't angels supposed to be against such things? Ludovich stared silently as he wondered this and then slowly started to realize that the other was something other than an angel. He frowned some at the thought and looked the other over carefully before deciding to save that thinking for a later time.
Ludovich then heard then other mention that he would have to stay there to watch him. He chuckled some at Crow's words and then smiled some. "I guess you will," he said, seeming amused at the other's frustration. Ludovich had originally wanted to send him off so that he could continue doing his job, but this worked too. After all, if he stayed with him, he could get to know more about him. Ludo smiled some at the thought and then heard him question him about his name.
"My name? My name is Ludovich Arneson," he said simply," now since I told you that, could you tell me yours?" Ludovich wasn't sure as to whether the other would or not, but he hoped that he would. After all, it would be nice to finally know the name of his savior.
There are victims, born to have their throats cut, and cutthroats, born to be hanged.
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 7:41 pm
ɢєиτℓץ, ɢєиτℓץ I ϲɑмε ℝɑρρϊɴɢ, ℓϊкє τнє ℬϊяɗ ωнσsє ℬєɑκ ϲɑмε Ϯɑρρϊɴɢ ((Sorry it took so long~))
Crow smirked at the man who stared at him with such a puzzled face., but still overall frustrated. He wanted to make sure his hard work wasn't wasted. If the other insisted to go, however, he really couldn't do much about it, even if he wanted to. Fey like him weren't supposed to influence lives like this unnecessarily. He wasn't even supposed to really have helped in the first place, but what's done is done. He listened carefully for the other's name. "Ludovoch…" He repeated to himself. He did expect the other to ask for his, and wasn't too fond of saying much of anything. "I'm just a Crow," he stated blandly. "Call me what you like, Ludovich." Crow sat in silence for a moment, taking a glance to better himself with his surroundings of Ludovich's home.
"Isn't there anyone else here with you?" He was sure it was dangerous to be alone, and he had it on his mind for a while. There were gangs and those who were friends or acquaintances, even couples that would be partners in crime at the least. Crow hadn't seen a single other person acquainted with Ludovich except for whom he thought of that man that nearly killed Ludovich in the first place. He was genuinely intrigued by this man and he let it show, even after already telling him so. And besides, it was still light out and he didn't have any stars to stare, so why not pester this man further? It would at least keep him from being bored and hopefully keep Ludovich from going out in his condition.
"Once your wound heals… You can do what you like, although I might not be around as much. You did bandage it properly, right?" He asked. Although his face had no hair, the bone of his eyebrow cocked up. "As long as it's still daylight, I can't stay outside." In human form, that is, but he kept that to himself. It was just another excuse to stay further.
Ϣɑиτєɗ мϊиє ɑиɗ ωɑиτєɗ ץσʋяs ; ℬστн Șσʋℓs I sєєκ τσ κєєρ
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 9:11 pm
Ludovich~Arneson It takes two to murder
Just a crow? What on Earth did he mean by that? Did he mean that was his name or was that just what he transformed into? Or was it perhaps something else entirely? Ludovich thought some on this before suddenly hearing the other ask him a question. The young man turned his head some in confusion at this and took a few minutes to process what he had said before shaking his head. "No, I live alone. The majority of my family is dead, so I can't live with them and I've never gotten around to going on any dates," he said simply before looking around," it's probably for the best. I mean I don't think anyone would like to live with a murderer anyways, especially considering that I'm a total neat freak." Ludovich smiled some at that before noticing the other's gaze on him.
Was that interest he spotted? Was the other really so interested in him that he would actually express it in his gaze? He wasn't quite sure why. After all, he didn't see himself as interesting in the least. In fact, he found himself quite boring. He was just a neat freak murderer, who only killed because it got him paid. He didn't have some epic quest to kill all of the world's hookers or anything interesting like that. All he wanted was to eat. It sounded quite lame to him, but for some reason it seemed to interest the other. Ludovich frowned some at this. Why did the other insist on doing things that kept making him think like this? Ludo shook his head some at this and put his mind back on focus.
Ludovich then heard the other mention his wound again. Ludovich looked confused at this for a moment before suddenly remembering what he was talking about and nodding. "I bandaged it up as soon as I got home. It's nice and tight," he said simply before looking down to his chest. You could see the bloodied bandage through the hole in his shirt. At this, Ludovich frowned and rose from his spot. "I'm going to change. There's more food in the kitchen, if your hungry, just don't eat it all or I'll make you pay for it," he stated simply before wandering over to the steps. Ludovich stumbled a bit as he walked to them, but refused to acknowledge it and just continued on.
It took him awhile to finally stumble up his stairs and into his room. Once there, he collapsed on his bed, just taking a chance to relax and catch his breath. He laid there for a good while just taking a few deep breaths for awhile. He then finally dragged himself over to his closet and pulled out some clothes. Ludovich quickly changed into the nice clean clothes and frowned some at his bloodstained ones. He absolutely hated blood and thus just carefully dropped them into to his trash bin. He did not want to go through the trouble of cleaning them. It would just make him sick and frustrated.
After changing, Ludovich laid back down on his bed to relax for a few moments. The young man closed his eyes some as he laid there then took a deep breath. He had a lot to think about before heading back downstairs.
There are victims, born to have their throats cut, and cutthroats, born to be hanged.
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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 10:18 am
ɢєиτℓץ, ɢєиτℓץ I ϲɑмε ℝɑρρϊɴɢ, ℓϊкє τнє ℬϊяɗ ωнσsє ℬєɑκ ϲɑмε Ϯɑρρϊɴɢ
Crow tilted his head, listening to Ludovich's short story. So the man was all alone then? Crow was a little surprised, but kept silent. There was only that someone who didn't have anyone around, and it looks like Crow found one of those someones. He was done talking now, for the while and noticed the man had been looking at him. His other question was answered when Ludovich seemed to snap from his thoughts. And an offer for food. Crow gave a small smile. The more he learned, the more interesting this man got. Still, taking up on the offer, he merely took back the bag of seed and perched on the couch, finishing the seeds. Humans ate weird things that would probably hurt his own stomach, anyway. The last comment before the man left to go change his clothes made the black bird chortle a little. He turned to watch the other leave, but he became a bit upset. He said nothing as he watched Ludovich stumble up the stairs. Did his wound hurt that much? Crow wanted to say something but only ended up standing back up to watch the other disappear up the stairs.
Claiming his perch again, he sat quietly to wait for the man. Ludovich was taking his time wasn't he? He was beginning to become a bit impatient and wanted to go get him himself, but held back. Instead, getting bored he only started to head back out, to get fresh air. He left through the window, covering his eye. Morphing into the small magical creature, he took flight to find something more entertaining. He flew about the familiar parts of the city, being careful with the wires that were sometimes hard to see. He ran into one and electrocuted himself. His bird body had died again before coming back to life. It stopped his heart almost instantly and hurt terribly. Humans and their electricity. What happened to the old farming and adventurous new world days?
Crow couldn't find anything much more interesting, and judging by the sun's new position, he was gone for perhaps another hour or so. He decided to fly back, his legs getting tired from being held up against his belly. He found and recognized the roof top of his target's home and flew down. He landed on the ground and let himself into the home. Hopping about, he looked around for Ludovich. He wasn't in the area to make sure the man didn't go out, and was honestly worried the man had gone out. Crow hopped along towards the stairs. Shaking his feathers, he managed one great leap to the first step. And took another while to ready his compact body for another leap. It was taking too long as a bird to get up the damn things and so he merely just turned back humanoid. A little too late as he collapsed on the steps, laying on them to catch his breath. The small bird body couldn't do very much at all and it took so much out of his climbing only two steps. Thinking about it now, he could've just flown, couldn't he?
Ϣɑиτєɗ мϊиє ɑиɗ ωɑиτєɗ ץσʋяs ; ℬστн Șσʋℓs I sєєκ τσ κєєρ
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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 12:27 pm
Ludovich~Arneson It takes two to murder
Ludovich lay on his bed peacefully for awhile before zoning some. He thought about the previous hit that he'd done and wondered perhaps if that woman was okay. He liked to believe that she was, but for some reason felt that she wasn't. Ludovich frowned some at this thought before sighing some. That was just how life went, he supposed. Nobody ever survived long even if somebody came in to help them. Ludovich pondered such thoughts like that for awhile before starting to feel sleepy again. He frowned some at the thought, thinking it odd that he would get so tired already, but then remembered the fact that he had just rested in a dark alleyway with a man as his pillow. That wasn't the best way to get back energy after losing so much blood. Ludovich thus decided that it would be alright if he rested some. With this in mind, he started drifting off and completely forgot that he had a guest downstairs.
This peacefulness was soon broken though as he heard a sort of crashing noise. Ludovich jumped up at that, perhaps a bit quickly, and fell on his rear before groaning some. Well, that had been dizzying. Nevermind that though there was someone in his house without his permission. Ludovich, thus, just quickly pushed himself up and rushed to the steps. There he saw Crow laying on the steps. A bit of confusion went on his features at this and he stared at him for a moment before remembering why he was here and getting a guilty look upon his face. He then carefully moved down the stairs and offered his hand to the other. "I'm sorry I left you downstairs alone for so long. I got tired and zoned off for a bit," he said as he carefully helped the other up. It was then that he noticed how truly tall the other was. It was a miracle that the other managed to make it through his front door. Ludovich smiled some at the thought and then yawned a bit. Ludovich then carefully headed back down the steps and took a seat back on the couch, so that the other wouldn't have to bother going up the stairs again.
"Can I ask you a couple of questions," Ludovich said after the other had resettled in his spot.
There are victims, born to have their throats cut, and cutthroats, born to be hanged.
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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2011 1:59 pm
ɢєиτℓץ, ɢєиτℓץ I ϲɑмε ℝɑρρϊɴɢ, ℓϊкє τнє ℬϊяɗ ωнσsє ℬєɑκ ϲɑмε Ϯɑρρϊɴɢ
Crow sighed, catching his breath, cursing his small body in transformation. He just hoped Ludovich was here and not out on another of his 'errands'. It was then he tilted his head to look behind him, seeing the man coming down. Crow was grateful that his target was safe here, and a little caught off guard when he was helped up. He clung to Ludovich and then the railing before getting feeling in his legs. He slipped his arm away from the other, feeling a bit nervous. Except the woman he killed off not that long ago, which he was sure something was bound to happen to him for it, he really hasn't had much close contact with humans like this. It made him feel a bit weary, especially around the target that interested him so much.
Taking a step off the stairs, he wobbled slightly. The first steps out of flight were always odd, trying not to hop like a bird any longer. He looked to Ludovich, murmuring a quiet 'Thanks'. "At least you didn't go off on your own again. And it seems you got a decent rest, finally." He remarked. The man needed his sleep after having the attack he did.
When Ludovich walked toward the couch, Crow didn't follow, only watched. That is until the man asked to question him. Taking a first awkward step, he walked to the couch and took his perch, his arms resting on his knees. He wondered what the man wanted to ask. He could think of a lot of things himself a silly human would ask something like him. His feathers twitched in his hair and he shook his head, scratching at one. There was that death feeling again. Sometimes he wished he wasn't so in tuned to nature like he was. "Ah… Yeah, ask away…" He mumbled, keeping a hand in his hair a while longer to keep from twitching.
Ϣɑиτєɗ мϊиє ɑиɗ ωɑиτєɗ ץσʋяs ; ℬστн Șσʋℓs I sєєκ τσ κєєρ
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2011 7:00 am
Ludovich~Arneson It takes two to murder [[ick...kinda short]]]
Ludovich smiled some as the other accepted his request to ask him a couple of questions. He hadn't really expected him to. considering that he himself wouldn't quite be comfortable being the first to answer questions from another. Then again, Crow wasn't him now was he? No, he was not and, frankly, Ludovich was happy. After all, that meant that he could ask him what he wanted. Now the question was, what did he wanted to know first? He had many questions going through his head, such as: What are you exactly? or Why did you save me? These were things that had been bugging him ever since Crow had first helped helped him, but strangely were not the first words that escaped his mouth.
"Is it alright if I call you Corvus," he questioned instead, actually frowning some as the words escaped his lips. That had not been what he had wanted to ask first. In fact, that hadn't even been close to the first words that wanted to say. It had already escaped his lips though, so Ludovich decided to just finish his already started thought process. "It means 'crow in Latin," he said with a soft smile," I figured that considering that you said you were just a crow before that it was fitting. Speaking of which, when you said that before, what did you mean? Surely you couldn't have meant that you were really a crow, correct?"
There are victims, born to have their throats cut, and cutthroats, born to be hanged.
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2011 10:16 am
ɢєиτℓץ, ɢєиτℓץ I ϲɑмε ℝɑρρϊɴɢ, ℓϊкє τнє ℬϊяɗ ωнσsє ℬєɑκ ϲɑмε Ϯɑρρϊɴɢ
Crow waited for the other to ask him what he wanted. The first question he was asked, however, he tilted his head, a bit puzzled. "I am a crow, and yet you call me crow in another language…?" He asked rhetorically. After a moment, he looked away, a little flush. "I'd be honored to own a name from the dead language." He reassured. Latin was a dying language… He remembered when it was flourishing in children's studies. He turned back, a little shier than before to Ludovich's next question. He sighed and straightened his posture, wondering how much of his story he should tell the man. Just telling pieces wouldn't properly fit, he was sure the man would ask anyway. He came to his conclusion and decided to tell Ludovich afterall.
"I'm am a crow, and nothing more. Or at least I was…" he began, trying to remember everything himself. "Just a bird in an old man's crops, but a fire started and I was trapped in the barn. I was surely going to die ,I knew it… Everything fears death, but animals accept it better than you humans. But I couldn't, not even as a little bird." The smoke is what had choked him, he remembered. His uneasy dislike for the smog of the city was more than just because it covered up the stars. "I was given another chance and lived as a man. But as decades past, my body was becoming more crow like. I can still turn into a crow, but I'm afraid this magic won't last until I'm a crow entirely once more." He explained. He rememebred he didn't always fly or had just dark hair and pale complexion. He had colour to skin and brown in his hair. The feathers suddenly grew one day.
"I'm afraid I'm just a crow, and not your guardian angel," He was sad to admit. But that didn't mean he wouldn't just stop stalking the man. "Corvus is also the bird that made it to the stars…" He said quietly. "But, I suppose, not for good reason…"
Ϣɑиτєɗ мϊиє ɑиɗ ωɑиτєɗ ץσʋяs ; ℬστн Șσʋℓs I sєєκ τσ κєєρ
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