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 Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 7:31 pm
"Ula, waele..." Zasalamel finally agreed with Yashi, letting the fox kit tell him what he wanted - though Zah was surprised Yashi knew that much Undercommon - besides, Yashi deserved to scold him in any language for scaring him. Kishi did too...
"M'Bigg~" He quietly said, as if trying to hold back his own tears. He wanted to be big for so long, and now he was! Though his tears were from his joy of seeing his friends again. He nuzzled his friends closer...then instantly let them go, pushing himself as fast as he could to his feet; of course, he swayed a little, being unused to having such long legs and height to carry around.
"Ilhar?! Vel'klar zhah Ilhar?!" He was staring directly at Kishi now, his entire body tensed and anxious. He was so happy to see his friends, he'd forgotten about his Mother! Shame on him!
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Meanwhile, Neveah had passed out on he couch. She'd heard the ringtone in the other room, and her relief was so great she just...fell asleep. Somehow, she managed to rest herself down on her stomach upon the couch, instead of just randomly falling over. Once she heard the ringtone, she knew he was safe. Once she heard Yashi's wailings and even Zah's voice, she definately knew he was safe. Her mind must have told her that now everything was right again, Zasalamel was back, and Patrick and Malen were here to watch over him for a bit now...the relief it gave her was so great she just fell right asleep, her mind telling her body it was alright to do so, after so long.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 8:05 pm
"Ilhar? Il.. OH! Neveah!" Yashi scrambled up, hands moving to Zahs hand and his hair, shifting a little closer towards him. "Neveah is fine, Zah. She's fine. She was worried about you but she's okay."
He was trying his hardest to be soothing, petting at Zahs arm and glancing down at Kishi. "We should take him to her. Otherwise..." A quick peek at Zah. "He might beat us up."
A firm nod later and Yashi leaned down to tug her up, to try, anyway, and he peered at Zah. "We'll take you to Neveah, Zah, ok? It's okay."
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 8:18 pm
Kishi rose to her feet with only a slight frown " Everyone is stronger than me and now Zah's even bigger than me" she grumbled. Being a girl was less and less appealing every day.
Her own worried put aside she nodded grinned at Zah " Dad's probably making her tea or something." Not that tea was likely to help her wings or the tired look on her face.
Malen stared at the sleeping woman then at Patrick " Tea? Coffee?, Beer?" He asked trying to be hospitable. apparently the children had been correct and they adults were not needed.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 8:54 pm
Yashima had stopped him from running out of the room, at least. He still looked rather antsy, his purple eyes wide with his anxiety. He didn't even realize how much taller than Yashima he was by this point, nor did he think to say something to make Kishi feel better; his thoughts were only on Neveah.
"Ilhar...fine?" He repeated at length, his pronounciation of 'fine' was just short of horrible due to his heavily undercommon accent. He trusted Yashima, but he still had to see. Keeping his hand in Yashi's and after grabbing Kishi's hand while he was at it, he made his way out of the room with his friends in tow, listening for other voices to guide himself towards the parentals.
"...Ah, Ilhar..." He whispered out, after rounding the corner and catching sight of her sleeping form. The tall Drow kid sounded especially sad and regretful once he took notice of her wings. Dropping Yashima and Kishi's hands, he went to the couch on his own, clearing a space before his Mother, so he could seat himself down with his legs folded before him. The Drow had purposely positioned himself between his heavily sleeping Ilhar and the rest of the world, since the back of the couch protected her from behind, in his mind. Once he was comfortable sitting there, half naked but protecting her from a frontal attack, he finally took notice of the two men in the room, though he really only lifted his eyes to look at them.
"Echk." He said quietly, raising one hand in a breif wave, before letting it drop back onto his knee.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 9:05 pm
"Fine." Yashis voice was firm as they moved out of the room, glancing over at Kishi. "He's taller then me too.." A wary look was cast up at the boy whose hand he was holding, leaning into the drow slightly as they moved into the main room.
Hand-less now, Yashi glanced at his father, who was currently trying to fight his desire for an alcoholic beverage. "No," The scientest murmured, "No drinks for me. Yashi, are you okay?" He walked over quickly, ducking down to try and grab hold of his sons hand - Yashima lurched away, moving over intead to Neveah.
"What happened to her, Zah?"
"What the ******** does Echk mean?" This, of course, was Patrick.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 9:14 pm
Kishi leaned against a wall while watching the others, she wanted to hug xah, she wanted to hug Neveah , he'll she'd hug Yashi if it made the tense and miserable atmosphere go away.
Malen nodded the shrugged. He too wished to know exactly what had happened to Neveah, there was no reason for anyone to hurt her like this atleast there was no reason he'd accept.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 9:39 pm
Zasalamel stared at the four others in the room, almost as though he were keeping tabs on them. Though he trusted these people, there was no way he was going to let anyone too close to her, nevermind actually touch her. His gaze snapped to Yashima when he came close, but he relaxed a bit; after all, this was Yashima. The fox wouldn't do anything.
When asked what was wrong, his expression dropped. Once more, he looked depressed and regretful. Biting down on his bottom lip for a moment, he tried his hand at this English thing; he seemed to know nobody knew Undercommon, especially after Patrick's comment.
"Aaah...Maye rongh." He tried first, pointing at himself as if it really were his wrong. "Nau ehngleesh, bigg mahn het fohr." He was still pointing at himself, though his head had turned so he could look at Neveah over his shoulder. He was speaking slowly for two reasons; one, he was struggling with the language; two, he wanted to make sure they could understand him. "Ilhar goht en weigh, bigg mahn het. Ilhar sehd ruhn, soh...rahn." Tears had formed in his eyes once more, and now he was also struggling to keep his voice from breaking due to how upset he was over it.
"Nau noh hahphen ahfer." He finished pathetically, murmuring something in his native undercommon under his breath. Now, his hands were clasped so tightly on his lap that spots on his knuckles had blotched. He seriously hoped they wouldn't ask anymore questions...english was much, MUCH too hard...!
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 9:51 pm
Patrick and Yashi listened to the tale with two seperate reactions. Patrick was the one actually listening to the boy, ears straining to catch the foreign sounds and mesh them into something recognizable. He had grown up in a family full of accents and he wouldn't be a good parent f so many weird freaking kids if he couldn't decipher.
Yashima was the one watching how Zah acted. Obviously, something had happened to Neveah and Zah had been present, from the way he reacted. "Well." The kitsune said abruptly, moving closer to crouch next to Zah. His hands went to rest over the drows, offering him a tiny smile. Yashi wasn't used to smiling. "Now you're big and can make sure that never happens again."
His father was startled at his sons apparent affection for something that could walk and talk (and was bigger then him), eyebrows furrowing and arms folding. Yashis words, however, didn't go unnoticed. "I'll be happy to kick his a**, if you give me a name. Or rather, destroy and ruin all of his personal and business records, THEN try to kick his a**? I'm small and kinda weak."
He was a computer nerd.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 10:09 pm
Malen had Mulled over Zah's words as he spoke letting the mangled eglish transform into sentences he understood. He listened to Patrick then gave his own opinion, that of a bounty hunter who had no qualms about killing if he needed to. " You destroy him your way and I'll kill him while he's still reeling from that" he said tone cold.
His orange eys sweapt over Zah's young but strong form as he thought on Yashi's word " Or Zah could learn to fight as it's technically his right." He'd chosen the word fight not kill since there was something huanted about the boy that didn't look to him like it had to do to Neveah, something he'd seen in his past, which as a drow male couldn't have been good.
Tears formed in Kishi's eyes as Zah spoke, he got hit for not speakign english? it wasn't fair he knew some english and heck she'd taught him one word, had it been her fault? Not teaching him something better than cookies? Looking and feeling guiltly she moved to stand besides Yashi" I'm sorry" was all she could manage her voice cracking.
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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 9:15 am
Zasalamel shook his head; not because he didnt want to destroy the man who'd hurt his Ilhar, but because he just didn't know the man's name. Ilhar only called him a stupid old coot or stupid b*****d or even a*****e, whatever those things meant. Well, at least he could tell they weren't REAL names. The young Drow then turned his purple gaze towards Yashima, then down at his hands; only then he realized he was clenching his fingers together, and he corrected the situation by relaxing.
"Siyo, jatha'la~" He mused in response to Yashima, apparently having grown tired of speaking so much english in one day. Whlie he was proud of himself, he was too upset to really feel that pride. Slipping one of his hands out from underneath Yashi's, he proceeded to wrap that arm around the fox's as if he were a lifeline. He was bigger now, wasn't he? That meant he could actually stand up to the man! His gaze trailed to Malen, and the boy looked thoughtful, if not troubled. He could learn how to fight; his past self could fight, why couldn't he? But then...what if he killed the man...? His purple eyes darkened and he looked away, putting his attention on the floor in front of him.
That was, of course, until Kishi sounded like she was breaking from the inside. He lifted his head again to stare at her in confusion. Normally, one would think crying was a rather feminine occurance, but to Zasalamel...it really wasn't. Drow woman never cried and nor did they apologize; expecially to a male, and thus right now, Kishi didn't strike him as being female.
So, he had no qualms about reaching out with his other hand, grabbing her wrist and guiding her to his other side before tugging on said wrist until she sat down beside him. "Ele taudl?" He asked her curiously once she sat down, the confusion not lost in his expression.
"Bel'la dos, riluss." He said to everyone in the room, his dark head bowing just a little bit. All things considered, he was happy right now; Neveah was alive and asleep, there was talk of vengeance on her part, and, of course, his two best friends in the world were at his side. All things considered, he looked content to just sit there, one arm looped around Yashima's, and his other hand trapping Kishi's wrist. Clinging to your friends was a comforting thing to do.
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