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 Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 2:03 pm
Well, so this was it. A sleepover. Today he'd get to spend time with ALL of his friends, and it would be for such a very long time too! All night long. In fact, he wouldn't see Lucien until tomorrow! And tomorrow was such a long time away!
Making his way over to the other boys, he grinned, something almost foolishly, at Diacyn and Iamel. Taking a peak at the food - grasshoppers, potato chips, and various other assortments of goodies - the little carrion eater decided to settle on something a bit more . . .dead.
There was so much activity, the excitement was rubbing off on the sickly one. "DDR?" He'd heard a lot about it from Iamel and some passing conversation in the shop, but he'd never actually had a chance to play it. "I wanna try that."
When Savius entered, the little raven gave a wide grin and a wave, fully approving his friends attire. Part of the boy wished he could've worn something shiny and cool like the others - instead, he looked like a shadow had vomited on him. Still, to each their own - maybe Iamel had some extra shinies laying around he could borrow.
Glancing between Diacyn, who was quite the sight with his sword fully drawn, and Savius with his two wooden ones, the little raven gave a snicker. "I'd put money on . . . " Who would win between the two? Xaxis really couldn't say. "One of you to win." There. Very sly of him. One of them would win, so therefor, the raven would win too.
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 6:30 pm
"He heard that, Catbitch." Iamels voice was offhanded, comment not meaning to offend the cat-thing. he was slowly warming up to his Shiniees lover, and didn't seem to really care that Mordread was effectively molesting Patrick in front of the others.
Xaxis' comment of the others fighting - THAT drew Iamels attention in a snap, eyebrows pushing flush together. "Savius and Diacyn are gonna fight?" His voice was worried because...well, Diacyn was a ninja. But Savius...Savius was a pirate. Who would win, ninja vs pirate?! Savius was bigger and looked stronger then Diacyn...he could HURT the owl.
He didn't WANT Diacyn hurt.
"Let's play DDR." Iamel bounced towards Savius, tugging at that shirt and beaming up at him. "Lots of blinkies and shinies and stuff. And...stuff." He nodded firmly, scrambling back to the kitchen to grab another handful of crickets and shoveling it into his mouth.
Patrick sighed, hand moving to pet at where Mordreads back would be, over the comforter. "The kingfisher is his and the only thing Iamel can stand. Just a second, Taylor..I'm gonna put Mordread to bed."
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 10:00 pm
Savius ruffled the girls hair with absent affection and made his way into the kitchen casually, a lazy smile on his face. For all the impression he apparently made, the boy wasn't actually trying to look cool. He wasn't trying to do anything, too much of a bother. A quick wave to all gathered, and a shrug at the mention of a fight.
"We could fight, I guess. It'd be fun, wouldn't it?" He looked toward the owl tilting his head slightly to the side. "But DDR sounds fun too, so later, yeah?" Finding a counter to lean against, he kicked it with his heel absently, waiting.
"This is gonna be fun."
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Posted: Fri May 19, 2006 7:21 am
"Bet on me," Diacyn told Xaxis with the air of someone giving out a confidential secret; Xaxis's clever trick was completely lost on him, as was Iamel's concern. "I'll win. I know the secret art of kung-fooey and... stuff. But what's DDR?"
Alas, Diacyn had been raised by a thoroughly dance-impaired parental unit and knew nothing of the seizure-inducing flashy goodness that was DDR.
And he was a little nervous about the possible fight. Two swords vs. one stick and a crapload of easily crumpled (and eaten) origami ninja stuff was not exactly a fair fight... and if he actually lost (impossible, buuut....) he would never live it down.
"Yeah. We'll fight later... let's give them time to place bets. Is DDR shiny?"
A silly question. If Iamel liked it, it was obviously shiny.
"See ya, Mordread," Taylor said. "I think I'm going to get out of here too... you know, before the roof falls in. Feel better, okay?"
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Posted: Fri May 19, 2006 8:10 am
Ooooh..poor, oblivious Diacyn. That was going to kick him in the a** when they got a little older. As it was, Iamel just beamed, a little cricket leg sticking out of his mouth, heading towards teh living room. "Shiniee let me move it out here, until it gets too late. Then it goes to my room."
HIS ROOM!!1! would be explored later. Right now, it was the shiny contraption in the living room that wasn't even turned on that attracted the woodpecker to it. Somehow managing NOT to grab anyone this time, Iamel moved quickly into the living room, eyes flittering past any siblings there. "That's 'Kuti an' that Kian. She's a priss and he bites, so don' poke him."
"Iamel!" Patrick called out, "Before you play DDR, reciete the rules! And they include even YOU, DIACYN."
The woodpecker twitched at his father, but sighed, and shrugged. The rules were recited in their quick fashion, blinking at Diacyn at the end. "I think he meant you when he said no eatin' the babies or kickin' him in the stomach."
Patricks lip curled in the kitchen. "Yeah. THAT'S what I'm worried about from Diacyn." He almost sounded sarcastic, but gave Mordread a squeeze and a smile at Taylor. "Go relax for the first time in months, hun. I'll make sure he gets home sedated."
"Now this is how you play! Songs go on an when they move, you put your foot in the right place. But they can be really, really fast and tere's flashing colors so it can be really,r eally hard."
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Posted: Fri May 19, 2006 3:28 pm
It was true, very very true. For a self-proclaimed ninja, Diacyn possessed little to no powers of observation. It was very obvious that he was going to run into problems later, but he was naturally oblivious to that, too. Such was the one-track mind of the violent carnivore.
"I wasn't going to eat any babies. Honest. And I wasn't going to kick anyone too much," he grumbled at Patrick. "Don't you people trust me?"
A horribly ironic question, seeing that it was coming from the boy who had only just been ready to initiate a swordfight.
He watched Iamel's "dancing" curiously. "It doesn't look that hard..." he lied, gingerly prodding one of the arrows with a sandled foot.
"Relax I shall! And I'm going to enjoy every single minute of it!" Taylor assured Patrick before walking out the door. "And for once, the cats will not be in constant terror. Wow."
She almost didn't know what to do with herself.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 10:04 am
Right, rules. Savius listened with half an ear, and gave Iamel a quick salute. Nothing too hard to listen too, except maybe the candy thing. And anyway, he hadn't agreed, had he? Just listened, and they couldn't make him obey. He was his own person. Still, he didn't see anything that needed breaking, so that was ok.
The Kestrel followed the woodpecker and the owl into the living room, looking at the machine with some confusion. They had a TV, that mostly gave static, and not more than that. There was Lithle's computer, but he mostly didn't see the point. He liked to be doing, not watching.
Still, Iamel had said it was something fun, and he didn't think the often hyper bird could have misjudged too badly. "Weird." He stated, at the explination. "Sounds cool though?" Unsure, but willing to give it a try.
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 6:21 pm
Iamel grinned at the salute, hopping onto the DDR game and he grabbed Xaxis by the hand, dragging the taller boy onto his game system eagerly. "It IS weird," The woodpecker agreed, head bobbing in that enthusiastic manner only he could muster up. "But it gets really addicting an' stuff?"
The boy kicked at the machine and the music started. Fingers pressed in rapid procession, landing on a song. "Wanna try, Xaxis?"
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