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 Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 8:47 pm
{{You know what's weird? I'm hoping Ari doesn't change, at least not right away. I don't know why. I just feel that way, though I'm sure it doesn't matter what I think. lol!! Just like sharing! biggrin }}
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 8:57 pm
(I would consider it, but the weird thing is, near death experiences have a tendancy to change people. Lol. I can't even begin to imagine what actually DYING would do to you. Nah. She'll still have Ari's sass, but she'll be a bit darker, more grownup, and a teensy bit cynical.)
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 8:18 am
"No!" Ari cried as Nikolaus bound her tighter. "Get your hands OFF me!" she screeched as he lifted her into his arms. She saw Musica go down, and she cried out again. "Stop! Don't hurt him!" she thrashed. Musica was down, and wasn't getting up. Ari closed her eyes. Her heartbeat had kicked up, and it pounded furiously in her chest. She was screwed now. She felt like she ought to say something poetic, but nothing really came to her. That was Nessa's deal anyway.
"Don't hurt him! STOP," she begged. "Just let him be! I'll do whatever you want..." she whispered, "Nik... just stop."
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 3:22 pm
Ares didn't hear Evermore. None of her words created any visible form of recognition--no twitches, no eye movements, nothing. He simply laid there, almost like a rock. He was lost to his mind, to the past... confined until It would return, until It released him.
But what was It?
Glazed dark eyes gazed sightlessly through everything in their path. Amaryllis...
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 3:25 pm
Etzel cocked his head to the side at this rather odd-looking girl. She smelled (and looked) like a cat. But not. It was more like how Akira smelled like a dog... but not. Etzel smiled at the cat-girl. Hello! he greeted telepathically, tail wagging. I heard an explosion. My name is Etzel.
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 8:44 pm
{{Hmm...}}
Ever waited for something from Ares. She waited for a sound, a look, even a glare to at least know that he heard her.
She waited for quite awhile, but when she didn't even see his eyes flicker over to her, she sighed but managed a small smile down at him. She spoke softly.
"That's okay. If you don't mind, I'll just stay here until you're ready to talk. I won't leave you."
She scooted onto the bed more and then slowly laid down. She made sure not to snuggle up to Ares in case that would make him uncomfortable, but she did keep her hand resting on his arm.
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 8:59 pm
Love tilted her head when she heard the telepathic remark, the scientific part of her brain easily picking apart what was causing it. Either a student not that far away, or the doggy in front of her. She was betting on the doggy since he smelled like magic. Which might seem odd to anyone else, but to her that was more than enough reason to go on a cross campus search for chocolate she'd smelled and hadn't managed to find. Oh well. She smiled cutely, her own tail shaking in a happy way like his was.
"Hello Etzel, Love is Love!" she said, sitting on her haunches in front of the dog. She tilted her head slightly, trying to remember an explosion. "Oooooo... that was Doomie. Love and Doomie were cleaning out the room and making it like Love and Doomie like it. But Doomie dropped some of the kem-e-kals and blew up all the stuff Love and Doomie were going to throw out," she said, not thinking anything of talking to a dog. She had once had a full on conversation with a rock. A dog could at least make noises back. Actually, the rock could too. She'd filled it with a machine that tested comments and gave back appropriate responses by measuring voice levels, body temperature, and what was actually said.
Doom leaned back as she shut the chemical fridge, seeing her sister talking with a dog at the door. She rolled her eyes, used to her sister's craziness by now. She really wished that they didn't have to share a bed. Damn twin not-being-able-to-sleep-gene-she-wasn't-able-to-nail-down-yet. "Amber, or Doom. Pick one! My name is not Doomie!" she shouted to her twin before darting back around the corner and making sure all her experiments and half finished gadgets had survived the trip from home to the school.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 6:01 pm
A glowing form entered the room, so high on Olympus, and so full of various trophies. The form... It was of a woman who seemed so very beautiful. She glowed softly, all pastels. Curly hair, both light and dark at the same time, seemed to cascade down the form of the woman. Kindness, patience, love--these things simply radiated from her ethereal being. Gently, soundlessly, she came to the bed. She knew one of its occupants so well, so intimately, and it pained her to see him.
It pained her because he could never see her again, in the most literal of fashions, for she was dead, his guadian angel of a sort. She wasn't even supposed to be as she was, now, visible to the bed's other occupant.
Such a young girl... the woman thought to herself. "So you have braved many a thing to come to this one man..." she said, looking at Evermore. The woman herself had taken a perch directly to Ares' other side, and she was stroking his hair--a touch like a breeze--as she spoke.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 6:06 pm
Ever gasped and shrank back into the bed slightly when she saw a ghostly image come into Ares' room. Was this some special feature Mt. Olympus had? Was it a special creature that only could live here?
Even though she was nervous, she still wrapped her arms around Ares and tried to protect him.
"Who... What are you?!"
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 6:15 pm
Etzel made an odd laughing sound. So, Love and Doom? Those are funny names! Cocking his head to the side, and ignoring the fact that the two had basically desecrated a whole room, he asked, Where are you from?
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 6:26 pm
A sad look crossed the woman's face. "Now, dear, you didn't have to do that... Let Ares lay, and I will tell you who I am." She waited for Evermore to obey her command--she would not speak until it had been followed. When it had, she smiled again. "There, now. That's better. I am Amaryllis, and I have been dead for a very long time. I suppose..." She seemed to be in thought for a moment, one hand tapping on her chin. "I suppose you could call me a Guardian Angel of a sort." She smiled sweetly.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 6:33 pm
The woman's, yes she was definitely a woman, kindness was quickly despelling any fear Ever had had. She was actually finding herself pulled into her warmth and kindness.
She had sat up, feeling that Ares was completely safe now, and now she looked at the woman, Amaryllis, with a very curious look on her face.
"Do you normally stay here on Mt. Olympus?"
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 6:40 pm
A sad look reached her eyes once more. "...No. Not truly, as Ares does. I simply watch from the Spirit planes." She stroked Ares' face again, the familiar shape and color, albeit with some new scars and with new clothes. She missed him very deeply.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 6:48 pm
Ever looked at the woman as she stroked Ares' face. How could he not feel that? How did he not even look at the woman/ghost in his room?
"What's wrong with him...?"
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 6:58 pm
((I'll be a bit Secret, Love doesn't exactly know what to do... and Iz refuse to post less than 3 paragraphs. >.> It be my minimum....))
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