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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 12:15 pm
Cyrus kicks down the door to an old apartment. He walks in and wipes the tears off his face, but more just appear. He plops down on the couch and a cloud of dust poofs up as he cries into his hands.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 12:22 pm
Cyrus wipes away the tears and stands up. His cheeks all red from crying he walks out the busted down door and finds the hatch to the roof. He climbs up the ladder and sits down on the roofs ledge.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 4:10 pm
Shaking from her current funk, Fate notices the dryer has stopped. Quietly, she takes a basket from a far corner and loads her luke laundry into it. As she strolls back to her apartment, she notices a door's busted in. Sensing torment, she takes a deep breath. "..Cyrus?" This was Zendale's apartment? I didn't know he resided here.. Glancing around inside, she quirks a brow. "Cyrus, are you in here dear?" Her breath was short as she listened for a response of some sort.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 4:35 pm
He climbs down the later and sees Fate. His eyes shut and he takes a deep breath. "What do you want?" he asks from right behind her.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 4:50 pm
Fate nearly dropped her basket of laundry as she whirled around. "Oh..Hello, Zendale." Her eyes glinted weakly at him. "I just noticed..there were many things wrong with this picture. What is troubleing you so?" She braced the basket and stuck her hip out, as that like a mother straddling her child. "It's causing me to feel the grief you are experiencing as well..But you do not have to share with me if you do not wish." Her voice held a thoughtful note, though it would not be a big issue to her. If Cyrus did not wish to bear his secrets, Fate could simply leave the complex. Wala, problem solved.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 4:52 pm
"Since when have you cared about me?" he asked her as his eyes squinted and he looked at her quizically.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 5:02 pm
Fate quirked a brow in return. Seeing as he was blocking the door for the moment, she couldn't just leave. "Well, you and I never got to know each other. You were always at Mortis' right hand." She shifted the basket to her opposing hip. "So, do you not wish my presence here? It is apparent you have demons to be relieved of, and I just happen to be feeling tollerant on this day." Her voice was becoming flat, and her eyes clouded. It's not my problem, and I wouldn't worry..but he's the only one around..Perhaps I can do some good for once.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 5:05 pm
He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. "Mortis?...That half assed fool!" he says as his eyes change purple.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 5:08 pm
Because of this, her lips separated slightly, and from that she drew soft breaths. "I..do not understand. What has Mortis done?" Fate backed away a step or so.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 5:12 pm
Cyrus did not respond but instead tilted his head to the right and left as loud snaps eminatted(sp?) from his neck. "Why? He your buddy now?" he asked in a cold tone and his claws slightly elongated and his canines grew a bit.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 5:20 pm
Fate scowled to herself. ..I have no real friends.. She looked up, unaffected by his change. "Not particularly. I only asked a question. Gomen."
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 5:22 pm
((Gomen? Sorry I have to go now sweatdrop ))
"Yes... you did... And I asked one back..." he said pointing out the obvious.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 5:25 pm
Fate scowled in his face this time. "I said 'NO'. Now answer mine." Her eyes flashed volatilely.
((Means "sorry".))
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 5:31 pm
((sorry I don't speak...what language do I not speak?))
"Everything and Nothing..." he says, getting right up in her face.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2006 5:50 pm
"Well," Fate spoke, unwavering, "shall we continue this civilly, or are you going to be a fool yourself?" Her voice was calm and gentle, and she spoke with no expression one way or another. Her eyes were at a steady gaze. "Because I do believe you have invaded my breathing space, if I'm not mistaken."
((You don't speak Japanese.))
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