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 Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 5:22 pm
KLEPTOMANIACS? NAAH...
Oh no, the dangerous duo is mobile!
Here.Tartara Erylia walked down the halls happily, even giving another skip.
"Runnin away,
Runnin away.
Runnin away from the tar-ra!" The brightly sang, pigtails bouncing. Escaped from the party pooper of the year, finally! Seiana_ZI In the meantime, a familiar partner in crime had too managed to escape the holds of their parental forces. Well, force, really, unless his overbearing adolescent sister counted as one of the forces. She could have, with the nuisance she was becoming--and it gave Criofan O'Kane all the more motivation to slip out of their home and dash for the hills. The Pae'il Headquarters was the most logical place to hide himself.
The child had already burrowed himself in a room full of antique shinies. He did not particularly care that they were old. They were just shiny and valuable. His blue eyes glittered like gold as he greedily snatched up anything he saw. Kleptomania, much? Tartara She bounded right into a random room. Jackpot. Shinies! EVERYWHERE! She could play dress up! "Shiny shiny shi-ny!" She spoke in her sing-songy voice, skipping over to a box full of old jewelry. "Necklaces! Bracy-lets!" Seiana_ZI Did he see who he thought he saw? He fingered the jewel hanging around his neck cautiously as he looked in the direction of the purple, green, and yellow child. They weren't going to steal his shinies, right? ...Wait, that golden hair! Criofan would recognize it from anywhere after the day of fun, but it had been a while. He gathered up his shinies and moved closer to her.
"Hello!," called the leprechaun child, waving in her direction. Tartara Erylia slowly looked up from putting on a pearl necklace. Not quickly in guilt, no, Erylia never thought about anything she did bad since she didn't care the consequence. She blinked...and blinked...and blinked some more before understanding flicked in her violet eyes. How could she ever forget the funnest pae here? "Heys! You're no longer bald!" Seiana_ZI "Yeahs!," exclaimed he, running his hand through his red and blond-streaked hair. "I grew hair! It's got some shiny in it." That would be his blond streaks, which admittedly were a bit brighter than his generally red hair. However, even the red was a bit bright on his head.
He took another look over her, before exclaiming, "You big!" Then again, Criofan was as well. They were both children now, after all... and more mobile. Oh dear. Tartara "Ooo, yes yes!" She clapped appreciativly, nodding before posing before him, golden piggy tails bobbing. She giggled. "I can reach LOTS of stuff now. And SO much easier to sneak from mommy." Erylia shook her head. "Anyhows. Now with you, you wanna do somethin?" With the appearance of her once-bald companion, dress up seemed sort of lame. Seiana_ZI "Yeahs, let's do something!" What could they do, though? Criofan glanced around the room as if it held the answer to his question. Then, he looked to his hair, pulling on a shiny strand as it if would tell him something. Neither gave a very good answer. He thought for another moment before asking, "We 'splore shiny things?" Tartara "Mmm...that COULD be fun..." She spoke slowly. A grin formed on her face then as something caught her eye. "Lia'll be right back." Erylia giggled and dissapeared a few mounds of stuff. Seiana_ZI Criofan tilted his head and watched her. What was she searching for? The little boy decided to sit his butt down on the ground and play with his necklace while he waited for Erylia to appear from in the pile for stuff. "Okay! I be right here, waiting for you!" Hopefully, she was finding something nice and fun. Tartara And a few minutes later...a rumbling was heard. Then a very...VERY loud crashing. "Whoo hoo!" The child sped down a mountain of stuff, holding onto her silver bowl for dear life as one would a slide. Seiana_ZI Criofan applauded enthusiastically as if he was watching a very fascinating magic show. "I wanna' try!" The pile of stuff looked like a rather fun slide. Criofan climbed up the pile of stuff as rapidly as a little leprechaun could before plopping himself on it and shoving himself off. "WEEEEE!" Tartara The female spun to a stop, giggling like mad at the slide. It was seen now that she was completely covered in shimmering...items. Ductape bracelets, an assortment of different necklaces ranging from silver to shiny wire and two forks were stuck through her pigtails. "All hail Princess...no no...QUEEN Erylia! Empress of teh Shinies!" Seiana_ZI Criofan applauded the so-called queen, then standing up and jokingly bowing once he reached the bottom of the slide. That was what people did for queens, right? "Ooh, ooh, can I be the King of Shinies, then? Pleeease?" The leprechaun turned back to the pile of stuff to see if he could find some other things besides his necklace that were fit for a King of Shinies. Tartara "King? Mmm..." She tilted her head, forks catching the light. "Yes! You can be my King of shinies!" The female giggled, nodding. "And together we can RULE THE WORLD FOREVER! Or...at least until snack time." Seiana_ZI "And then, after we eat, we can go back to ruling the world!" That prospect excited Criofan. He dug out a tin foil hat and placed it on his head, declaring it a crown because of the way it sparkled in the light. He then grabbed a few shiny bracelets and started to pull them on his arms, shaking his arms after he had got them all on to hear them jingle and jangle. Tartara She nodded excitedly before picking up a string of garland and wrapping it around her forks to have a string sort of hover over her head. "We need loyal subjects." The female spoke after a bit, tongue sticking out of the corner of her mouth in thought. Seiana_ZI "Hm... Where are we going to find subjects?" Criofan, in the meantime, pulled on a few shiny anklets as well. He then took some more tin foil and began to fashion it into something he could wear around his neck like the necklace he had already been wearing. "There's none in the pile!" Tartara "Hmmm..." She suddenly grinned wickedly, stepping out of her bowl and picking up a gold and silver brooch. Which she proceeded of course to clip onto one of her many 'necklaces'. "I've got a sister who'll be a subject. Seiana_ZI "That's a start! Should we go get her?" Criofan grinned and clapped his hands excitedly. The King and Queen of Shinies were going to have a subject! He did not think he could convince his older siblings to be their subjects, but at least Erylia had a younger sister they could use! Tartara She nodded grandly, laughing softly. "Yup! She's nappin in the lounge. We should go say 'hi'." Every king and queen needed a subject after all. She started for the exit, lightly clinking Seiana_ZI Criofan nodded eagerly, following after the Queen of Shinies. He readjusted his tin foil crown as he did, a bit annoyed that it kept trying to fall off his head. "And then we can have a subject! That be fun! Do we get to boss her 'round?" Tartara "Course! Thats what royals do." Erylia then popped out into the hallway and walked down towards the lounge. Her many necklaces swayed, clinking softly. She felt just like royalty! Seiana_ZI Criofan bounded after her. "If we're the King and Queen of Shinies, don't we need a shiny palace, too?" What would be their shiny palace? They needed a building, first of all. This place probably worked just fine. Now they needed a room with chairs... Tartara "Dun worry." The girl spoke happily, walking into the lounge. "I know how to MAKE our palace. Only need some blankets. Which our servant can get." She giggled. Oh...she knew EXACTLY what to do. Seiana_ZI "Oh!" The young boy giggled excitedly, following after Erylia. If she could get their servant to make them a palace, their problem was solved! "Will there be some gold in the palace? I like gold and shiny stuffs! Does the servant have golden stuff?" Criofan asked too many questions, but he loved the idea of being the royalty of shinies in Telrunya Isle, and having a palace and servants made it all the more fun.
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2007 5:58 pm
AWW, HE'S ADORABLE!
Criofan irritates his new little brother until Magnus smacks him. Chaos ensues.
Here.(( All in thread. ))
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Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2007 9:11 pm
HALLOWEEN PARTY AND BIRTHDAY BASH!
Criofan decides to go to the Halloween party! ...As a pimp...
Here.(( Entrance Post: (page three) ))Seiana_ZI And just like that, his company was gone. Texas sighed, a bit dejected. Even if it wasn't Hyacinthus, Yukio had been someone to talk to, and he seemed like he might have been interesting. Ah well; there was nothing he could do now. Yukio was gone, and Texas Pete was left with small Magnus, who looked up at him and tilted his head in mild confusion. Why did his brother seem so dull all of the sudden?
"Brother alright?"
"Oh please! Texas Pete is fine." A familiar leprechaun came up from behind the duo, twirling a red cane in his hand. Then, he set it on the ground in front of him and leaned on it. His coat was long and made of faux leopard fur. His hat was made of a similar material, and had a ridiculous feather sticking out of the side. Gold and silver jewelry adored his hands and neck. He wore dress pants, but kept the coat open so the lucky clover on his chest was still visible. "He's just depressed that he doesn't have a Cinthy to make out with."
"Oh bother..."
"Bother is my middle name! Like my pimp costume?"
"...Sure, Criofan. Now will you leave me alone?"
Criofan O'Kane tapped his chin in careful thought. "Hm, let me think about it." All of two seconds later, he smirked, and said, "Nope! Not unless something more interesting comes along."
While Criofan tortured Texas, Esmée draped her arms over Bneut's shoulders. "Well, okay." As long as he did not mind, she would dance with him. "You're doing a better job than you thought you would, you know," remarked she, as he began to lead her in the dance. At least she hadn't stepped on his feet yet, but why would he want to know how light she was. "I like to think of myself as pretty light weight-wise, since I often move about. Any reason?" Was he planning something? The thought elated her.
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2008 3:42 pm
MASQUERADE
Bored Leprechaun? Not good.
Here.(( Entrance Post ))Seiana_ZI Another celebration. Texas was not particularly enthused about a masquerade--he found them a bit silly in any case--but he donned a mask nonetheless and followed his siblings to the celebration. He walked in and glanced around, sighing when he realized Hyacinthus was nowhere to be seen. Masquerades probably weren't his thing anyway. They were a bit formal and perhaps even a bit staunch. It was nothing like the enjoyment and simple fun his best friend gravitated towards. He strolled over to the nearest chair and sat himself down, preparing himself to be a wallflower while he watched his siblings get themselves into what he already knew would be trouble.
"PUNCH!" As soon as Magnus spotted the buffet and the punch bowl accompanying it, he ran over with a bottle of wine. After looking around sneakily, he clawed his way onto the table and dumped it all in. Then, giggling, the child in a tuxedo set down the bottle and ran away, weaving through the Pae'il already dancing. He eventually made his way back to Texas, hopping up on him and settling in his lap. "Texy!"
Texas rolled his eyes. "I can see right through that innocent act..."
While Magnus vainly attempted to convince Texas otherwise, Esmée parted from the group of brothers to find her Bneut. She came with the purpose of seeing him, and she wasn't about to rest until she found him. The teenager, dressed in a black gown with a slit up the side and a colorful mask reminiscent of Marti Gras, made her way through the crowd, looking for the ever-so-familiar face. If she could find him, coming there would be worthwhile.
Ah! Perhaps he was the man looking around so curiously. Eagerly, Esmée trotted in that direction. When her thoughts were confirmed, she crept up behind him and hoped he wouldn't notice her.
Sigh. Sigh. Siiiiiiigh. Siggghhhhh. There were only so many ways to sigh to express one's displeasure. Criofan was displeased with his situation. No date, no Erylia, no tricks, no games, just a masquerade. Everyone thought he would find delight in dressing himself up to fool others, but quite frankly, he was bored to tears... or perhaps just sighs. He would rather be the one home watching Zuri, instead of Aysu. Boredly, the masked leprechaun glanced over the crowd to try and found someone worth bothering.
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2008 4:40 pm
WHY ME?!
Criofan gets stuck with his little brother for the afternoon...
Here.(( First Post ))Seiana_ZI Criofan had plenty of better things to do. He could be charming people out of their things, baffling them utterly and completely and laughing at their reactions, bothering Aysu by taking other people's things, or even looking at the personals advertisements. But no, he was stuck watching little Zuri. "Guardians, why?"
Little Zuri Seabrook spun around in his bright tie-dye skirt. "'cause Aysu wanted some time alone an' you're the youngest 'sides me."
"What? No 'M not, Magnus is!" And that's just how he was reminded as to why he was stuck with Zuri. "Oh, right. Magnus. Well..." Criofan glanced around the room as if it would give him some kind of excuse to leave. "Ya're still ruining my afternoon! There's plenty a' other things to do besides watch ya' dancing in a skirt!"
Hearing that made Zuri pout. "Aww. But I'm fun, right?" The little boy stared up at his adult brother with puppy dog eyes, but Criofan wouldn't budge, glancing at the wall stubbornly. The whole scene looked a little silly, admittedly. "You're a meanie, Criofan."
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Posted: Sun Jun 14, 2009 2:55 pm
RECENT RPs
A list of recent RPs.
Amethyst Gems Here!
+ Criofan learns that Texas had, unfortunately, been right when he mentioned that perhaps the date wasn't someone he wanted to see. With Erylia once again, as an adult and no longer a teenager, Criofan goes exploring into a semi-underwater cave.
A Day In The Life... Here!
+ Criofan tries to live out another typical day of his existence when he runs into no other than... Erylia. But he can make this work to his advantage, perhaps. After all, he doesn't know how to do make-up...
May 2009 Event Here!
+ Criofan sleeps a little more than expected, and then discovers something totally unexpected.
Shinies Can't Buy Everything Here!
+ Criofan's truly happy for the first time in a while. The birds are singing, the sand is warm, the breeze is on his face, and he's plenty richer with the expansions to his collection. Unfortunately, his fun is spoiled by a certain demonic female drowning herself. After coming to her rescue with the use of his wit and an awkward conversion, they come to an odd, but temporary arrangement.
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 12:31 pm
THE STORY OF A BLOOD ZEBRA
Criofan and Rum don't seem to mix very well...
Originally Here.
Quote: This stuff was good. Really good. It tasted... like butterflies. Or something. Maybe it was fruity. That would make sense, right? The liquid was a brilliant red. It was almost like blood, but lighter. It wasn't so steely either. Blood was steely. This was like an apple. A ripe apple. The leprechaun whoozily smiled and stumbled over his feet as he fell towards the table, only able to stop himself with the slow use of his hands to grab the wooden object in front of him.
"Silly table, ya' can't hit me. Ah'm a lucky one." Criofan widely grinned at the table and hit it like it was an old pal before reaching for the ladle and pouring himself another unnecessary plastic cup of the infamous 'light red fruity liquid' as Criofan seemed to be calling it. Immediately afterwards, he tipped his head backwards and poured the alcoholic substance down his throat, all but missing his mouth.
He dropped the cup and gave a delirious grin before straightening himself back up and shaking his body loosely as if he was trying to warm himself up for something. Criofan closed his eyes and began to notice the noises all around him. People's voices sounded like pianos and the steady pounding of the drum sounded like a marching rhythm. Marching? He liked marching.
If he was in a normal mood, Criofan wouldn't have suddenly turned around and saluted the first Pae he saw in a mocking manner before sloppily marching forward, lifting his legs all too high to get the mission accomplished. However, he was quite clearly drunk, and marching with no specific purpose seemed like a good idea.
The leprechaun randomly stopped and nearly fell on his rump when he neared a bunch of Pae'il. He snickered lightly. This was a good time to play a trick. They'd never see it coming! He was a leprechaun, a sneaky little ... mite. He crackled his knuckles in preparation and attempted to steady himself as he tried to catch who would be most interesting to go play a trick on.
... That black and red stripey one looked weird. She was like a bloody zebra, 'cause she was black and red like blood. Her parents must've been crazy people. Why would zebras want a bloodied kid? Criofan shook his head, only making himself whoozy and dizzy, before he quickly straightened up and started a drunken saunter in the woman's direction.Amapola had never had anything with a drop of alcohol in it before, but she was finding it much to her liking. It tasted like...red, she realized with wide eyes. "I can taste colors!" she whispered to herself. She giggled and took another deep sip from her cup.
Smiling and nibbling on the rim of the plastic cup, she looked around for Elizabeth. She'd like this punch, it's very good. And it makes you taste colors, too! Or maybe she wouldn't. Maybe she'd take Amapola away from the fun party and put her to bed like she did when they were children. Amapola frowned and decided to move away from the punch bowl incase Lizzie comes over. But before she did, she grabbed another cupful. Incase she got thirsty, or something.
There, there's a table. She stumbled over to the wooden picnic table and sat heavily, setting her cup down as gently as possible, taking care not to slosh any of the precious liquid overboard. She giggled to herself again, and that was when she noticed a very pretty yellow Pae heading her way. He was walking really funny, maybe he was drunk. "Wait, am I drunk?" she whispered to herself. "No...I can't be! I've only had one glass! Only half of a glass!" Of course, she'd refilled that half-glass a few times, but surely a half-glass is a half-glass.
Amapola put on her best pretty smile when the handsome Pae arrived. "Hi," she said coyly, batting her eyelashes. "Want to sit down?" He was a Fae Pae, she thought. She'd never met one before. Fae Pae. She giggled at the little rhyme in her head and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. She batted her eyelashes again, for effect.Criofan's sloppy attempt at a seductive saunter suddenly stopped when he arrived in front of the girl who looked like blood and red and zebra and was that a floating circle above her head? He wondered if he could touch it. Completely ignoring her suggestion to sit--it was like he had never even heard it in the first place--the fae reached forward and attempted to grab the blood zebra's halo in his glowbright hands.
Shiny... He had to have it. Criofan fumbled and missed the halo, lightly tapping the blood-zebra's shoulder instead. It was trying to run away from him. How dare it! It was a shiny object and he had to have it so he could add it to his horde of shiny stuff. The 'fae pae' squinted his eyes to focus on the halo daringly before pushing his hand forward to catch it from its little floating home; succeeding this time.
The ring was his now! His eyes sparkled like the treasure he had captured before he tried to yank it towards him. AHA! It would be his now--OW! The shiny ring suddenly snapped back onto the top of the zebra's head, yanking Criofan's hand along with it. That hurt his wrist. His wrist hurt. Oww. Criofan let go--something he would have never done in normal circumstances--and instead attempted to tend for his now hurting wrist.
The leprechaun plopped down where the blood-zebra had suggested, not realizing at all that she had suggested it in the first place. Why was it making cracking noises? That was silly. Was he falling apart? He'd need to pick up the pieces! Nah, he had crazy glue in his horde. He would be fine. Was the blood-zebra talking to him? It looked like her head was flapping. The world around her was swirling too...
...Round and round and round and round and round and round and round...
Criofan became a little dizzy, and fell forward in his seat. But in this position, he could feel the rhythm of the music. He felt the steady pound of the drums again. The marching drum. He loved marches. The leprechaun fae, just as suddenly as he had fallened foward, sat himself right back up, turned towards the blood zebra, and saluted sloppily with a bad attempt at a charming grin. "Major Criofan O'Kane, reporting for drinks."Amapola smiled at him when he was playing with her halo. She enjoyed the attention. There was a slight pulling sensation as he'd tried to pull it away altogether, and she made a squeaking noise of protest. Then, like a rubberband, the halo snapped back to its original position, rocketing Criofan into her lap--and spilling her drink all over her. She gasped at the cold and stood up, the fruity red liquid dripping off of her.
"You!" she exclaimed, preparing to be soberingly angry. But then he shot her that gorgeous smile, and she melted back into her seat. "Owe me another drink, mebbe?" She wiggled the now-empty cup in his direction. "It is really really good, innit?" she agreed, grinning like an idiot. He'd completely captivated her.Why was she wagging her cup at him? It was going back and forth like a palindrome, a metronome, captivating his attention like she was a hypnotist and he had volunteered for the trick. He yawned a little and attempted to stretch because the movement was lulling him into a sleepy position and his mind was processing everything so slowly.
He couldn't fall asleep. He had to have more of that liquid first. To get the blood zebra to stop her nasty trick, Criofan reached forward and took the glass from her. There. Now she couldn't perform voodoo magics on him. The grin he wore looked more victorious this time, albeit lazily victorious.
The leprechaun fae lifted the cup closer to his face to look at the dastardly instrument she was using to put him in a daze, only to find that it was just another plastic cup. His grin grew wider. It was a gift! He could have more drink now. Without even acknowledging her in any way, Criofan walked off to go get himself another glass.
When he arrived at the punch table, he once again had to wrestle with it before he managed to pick up the ladle and pour himself some. Then, he dumped it down his throat like he was dumping bad water down a sink, before grabbing another glass full. ...Aww, what a sad empty cup. He should fill two glasses, and give one to the blood zebra for giving him a gift. "That sounds like a ver' good idea! O'course Ah though' o' it, Ah'm the lucky one after all..."
And so, he returned to the blood zebra with two cups that he miraculously managed not to spill admist his ridiculous marching. After one was set in front of her, Criofan plopped back down and nearly gulped down his glass."Thaaaank you," said Amapola when he returned. "D'you think there's al-alk-alkee...d'you think we're drunk?" she asked, eyeing the lightish red drink. She hiccupped a little. "B'cause I don't feel a thing!" She drank deeply from her red plastic cup and leaned back against the table.
"You know, you're very pretty," she continued airily. "Like sunshine." Color seemed to radiate from her new friend. They were friends, weren't they? She felt as if she'd known him for years. Like they'd grown up together. She leaned over and rested her head on his shoulder, her burnt red hair swishing down and covering his arm like a curtain. "I like you."Drunk? Why yes, Criofan had already drunk his glass of punch. He squinted his eyes and glared at it, though with his current state he didn't seem to be doing a very good job of showing the empty plastic cup his hate. Eventually, he gave up and shamelessly tossed the glass over his shoulder, hitting some poor nymph chap in the back with it before it fell unceremoniously into the sands.
Sunshine? No, the sun was down. Least, he thought it was. The fae jerked his head up quickly to look for the moon, only to make himself incredibly dizzy. Criofan wobbled back and forth, only to slump forward towards Amapola as Amapola decided it was time to rest on him.
Her head would end up on his upper back rather than his shoulder, and it frustrated Criofan. Why did he have a bowling ball on his back? He couldn't sit up. So, lazily, Criofan attempted to reposition the bowling ball on his shoulder so he could carry it--something that would take several attempts on his own, and sat back up straight.
"Mmph?" "I like you," he managed to catch from the blood-zebra. Her mane was falling on his shoulders and it kind of tickled. He liked the blood-zebra's mane. It felt nice. Her zebra parents must've had good hair, 'cause she had good hair too. Nice thick hair. It was curly, too, like a poodle. Before long, Criofan's hands were in her hair, playing with it like her hair was some fancinating new gadget that he just had to get his hands all over.
"Ya' hair's pretty. Ah like it... It ain't all bloody like da' rest of ya'."His hands were in her hair, she realized with a bit of a start. For some reason it sent a tingling feeling all the way down her spine. She bit her lip and smiled at him. "Fanks..." she slurred, giggling. She found herself leaning closer to him, aching for him to play with her hair more. And suddenly his face was very close to hers.
Amapola wrinkled her nose and giggled again. She did that a lot. "You got really big," she said, her breath sweet and warm from the drink. Suddenly, she leaned forward more and placed a small kiss on his lips, then leaned back woozily and covered her mouth with her hands, blushing. "I like you a lot," she said, reiterating what she'd said before. "You're the han...hansom...you're the best lookin' man I've ever met!"Her breath smelled kinda bad. It was almost like vinegar stink breath. Criofan cupped his mouth and nose to check his own breath, before scrunching his nose. That smell was almost bad enough to make him sober again! The leprechaun dropped his hand from his mouth just as the drunken angel slumped right into him, pressing her lips on his all too much.
Argh the blood zebra wanted to eat his lips?! But he liked them! They were shiiiiiiny, and they were helping to hide his serious case of stink breath 'cause he could keep his mouth closed. Of course, then she said she liked him. Hm, maybe she wasn't trying to make herself breakfast with his lips? Or dinner, whatever time it was again. Criofan jerked his head upwards to check, and nearly fell backwards in the process... only recovering because there was another Pae'il right behind him.
He liked being the best lookin', too. That meant he was kissable. Of course he was, he was a glowing leprechaun. Like anyone could stop him. He had a horde. A horde of all sorts of stuff that this blood zebra wouldn't believe! Criofan gave another sloppily charming grin before wrapping an arm around the red and black thing with the shiny circle floating above her head.
"Yeah, ya' kinda' cool, for a blood zebra," offered Criofan, with a wink that took far too much effort."He he he," laughed Amapola slowly. "Kinda cool? D'zat mean you like me too?" she asked with a note of girlish hopefulness. She batted her eyelashes with her best cute look. The effect was more manic than anything, but that's because of the drink of course.
Amapola wondered what would happen if he said no. She began to tear up just thinking about it. She isn't a bad sort, no! Sure, she has her foolish moments but all in all she's really a very nice and caring sort of person. She wished he would say yes, that he liked her too, or maybe tell her she was pretty. She'd never been told she was pretty. It's always Elizabeth that gets the praise. "I'm perty, right?" she asked suddenly. She looked intensely at him, waiting for his answer like her world depended on it.Why were the blood zebra's eyes watering? Maybe that was how she bled. All of her blood was already spread all over her zebra skin, after all. Clear blood was weird. She must've been an alien. An alien who wanted to know if she was 'perty,' that was. Was that an alien language, too? He had never met an alien Pae'il before. Alien Pae'il were weird.
"Yeah, ya perty." He wasn't sure what he had just told her, but that was what she wanted to hear, right? The drunken leprechaun suddenly laughed heartily at this whole experience, before zooming in real close to the blood zebra's face, breathing his warm, vinegar stink breath right in her face. "Very perty. Ah like how ya eyes are all visual."
That made hardly any sense, but the leprechaun didn't seem to be aware of it. If anything, he felt accomplished from giving such a great compliment. He lifted a glowbright arm to sloppily pat himself on the back before all but flopping the arm on the bloody one's shoulder. He pet it carefully as if she was a kitten.
Then, he offered, "Ah could eat ya lips." Since that was what the blood zebra was trying to do to him before, that was what she wanted to hear, right? That he wanted to chomp on her lips. They were pretty and red, though. Kinda' kissable, maybe.Amapola blushed, though behind her red skin and cheeks already flushed from the alcohol, one could hardly tell. "Ya mean it?" she asked. "Ya really think I'm perty? Oh, I could just kiss you!" she exclaimed. And that's exactly what she did.
"I think I love you," she said with a nod.Good, he had said it right. The alien blood-zebra wasn't offended by his statements and was so happy that she was chomping on his lips again. Of course, he wasn't complaining. The lip chomping was kinda' nice, in a way. He liked it, though he wasn't sure why. An alien blood-zebra should've been way more terrifying than she was, right? 'cause she was from outer space, and outer space was weird and unknown and not full of beautiful shiny things.
Well, stars were pretty shiny. Maybe he could collect stars and stick them in his horde. They would make the place as glowbright as he was, especially if they were distant stars. Distant stars made everything look more peaceful and regal, and his horde needed to look regal. Maybe he should start with collecting the alien blood-zebra's glow circle. That was like a star.
...For a brief moment, Criofan had a lucid feeling of deja vu. Though, just as quickly, he forgot what he was doing to cause the deja vu, and went back to focusing his weary, lidded eyes on the woman in front of him.
"Hm?" Did she say something? It looked like she was flapping her gums at him. Maybe she had lip problems. Once again, the leprechaun zoned in on her face, but this time, he lifted two fingers to place on her lips and move around. It would have been romantic if he didn't seem like he was trying to perform some kind of amateur science experiment...Of course, Amapola was drunk too, so the touches seemed like the most romantic thing anyone had ever done. Though, she was awfully inexperienced in the ways of men and women, so it may very well have been the most romantic thing, for her.
She giggled and grabbed Criofan's hand. "C'mon! There's too many people around. Le'z go where it's quieter." She tugged at his arm, pulling him away from the party. "I know just the place!" She led him to...her house. Great creative thinking, there. "Lizzie an' Kieran're at the party, won't be home for a while yet. Just me...and you..." she giggled again and bounced on her toes a little.Les? He wasn't a lesbian. At least, he didn't think so. Criofan glanced down to double-check that he was still a male while the alien blood-zebra was trying to yank him away from his seat. Having little balance control at the moment, he shortly toppled out of the stool and into the sands below him.
The leprechaun began to uncontrollably snicker to himself, glancing up at the chair and then down at the sand. "How di' Ah get here?!" He asked himself loudly, snickering more as he began to get dragged off the beach and towards some other place. It would be a little while before he noticed they were leaving the sandy location, but when he did, he blinked and whipped his head around quickly.
Oh no, she must've been taking him to her spaceship! He didn't want to be experimented on! Was perty a thing that meant probing?!? Suddenly panicked, the fae jumped to his feet and went to run away as fast he could...
...only to run face-first into a door to a house.
...Oh.
"Dis ya place?" asked the drunken leprechaun, spinning around to grin at her from ear to ear. "It's in a good place. Nice 'n' close. You got shinies? Ah like shinies. Like that halo a' yours." It seemed that face-plant only made him more goofy.Amapola giggled and opened the door for him. "My halo? What's so special about it?" she wondered aloud. She went inside and motioned for him to follow. "It's nice and cool in here," she said. She'd noticed on the way over how incredibly warm it had gotten.
She took his hand again. His skin was warm and soft and so bright against hers. She tugged him over to their couch and plops down. "We can talk about or do anything we want here!" she said, opening her arms expansively for emphasis.The glow circle halo was a shiny that he didn't get to put in his collection yet. He needed it. He wanted it so badly that his stomach ached a little, or maybe that was all the liquid sloshing around in it. Criofan lurched forward in an attempt to grab her glow circle, but the unaware alien blood-zebra meanie strolled in without him, causing him to stumble forward and promptly trip over thin air.
Flat on the floor Criofan went, getting a face full of rug. Then, he started laughing again, pushing himself on the ground like a slug while he found some kind of thing to grip onto. Shakily, he grabbed the first shiny thing he saw and used it to claw himself up from the ground that was going to eat his legs if he didn't hurry.
When he managed to get himself up, the alien blood-zebra walked over to another sitting thing and sat on it before opening her arms really wide like she was surrendering or something. Ha! So he was the victor! He could get that glow circle off from her head after all! Eyes on the prize, Criofan pounced at the couch like a tiger, arms reaching forward to grab onto that glow circle once again.
Instead, he just ended up tackling the bloody zebra, but whatever worked was fine with him. Now how to get that thing off without her noticing and using her super alien powers to zap the circle back?! Maybe he could chomp on her red lips. The leprechaun sloppily pressed his lips against hers while making vague attempts to grab at her halo.Amapola laughed as he tackled her. Her glowing companion was even more forward than she'd thought! "Hey, that's my--!" she began to say, but was cut off with a messy, lasting kiss.
Oh...
At first she wasn't so sure about this, but when he didn't pull back Amapola instinctively wrapped her arms about him in a gentle hug. Her fingers pressed into his skin as she realized that the position she'd gotten herself into wasn't at all uncomfortable. Pleasant, even.
Very pleasant.What began as a mission to take her glow circle for himself seemed to mutate very quickly with the shifting alien he had tackled down. She was yanking him close and digging those blood fingers into his back. That felt funny. It tickled. The leprechaun laughed briefly, but narrowed his eyes and pressed his lips back against hers, keeping his eyes on the prize.
Of course, this wasn't so bad either.
Maybe the glow circle could wait for a little while.
The faerie put both of his hands on her cheeks instead and pushed them together in an odd attempt to be romantic... but instead probably causing her to become a puckerfish. Puckering up his own lips in a ridiculous manner, he pressed his lips up against hers again.
...Yeah, the glow circle could wait.
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 12:36 pm
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+ Criofan wakes up next to an unfamiliar face in an unfamiliar house with a pounding headache and soreness all over. After scaring himself, he throws the blame all on Magnus, only to realize that perhaps, for once, his brother had nothing to do with this. Perhaps his leprechaun faerie luck has begun to run out...
Tsk Tsk Tsk... Here!
+ Despite an agreement to not talk about this again (and, perhaps, a silent agreement to avoid each other for the rest of their lives), Amapola and Elizabeth find Pae'Kippu Beach and Texas as well. They ask to see Criofan, where Amapola reveals that perhaps their night of drunken revelry wasn't such a no-consequences deal after all...
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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