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 Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 1:52 pm
Alec's grin dropped as he began to rub the back of his neck in modest embarrassment. "Yeahhhhh. Ok, see, the deal was this. ...I did some digging and found out that Silas had some robots that he based off of your plans, like almost completely. So I decided that the only way Silas would ever consider letting you go was if he could gain something else out of it, something that would hurt you more. And he obviously had some kind of working grudge against you, like he had to be better at you than everything. So I called him out on his robots, said that yours were better in every way. And to an extent he agreed, I think. But he wouldn't admit it, so he wanted to test them. And I thought that a drag race would be a good way to do it. Long courses, plenty of drivers, and as long as someone from our team finished first we'd win. But uh... I kinda bet your legacy if you lost."
Alec looked at Ialo apologetically as he explained. "I'm sorry, it was the only thing I could bet that would even get Silas to agree. If he won, all records of you and your research were either gonna be destroyed or altered to make it look like Silas had done it."
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 1:58 pm
Ialo stared at Alec, dumbfounded. And very quickly, he scowled, and his eyes flashed red.
"You... <********.... IDIOT! You tried to negotiate without me, and you bet my father's life work? Who do you think you are, God? Do you have ANY idea what could have happened?!"
He stood up. "Leaton. You deserve this one."
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 2:04 pm
Alec's eyes turned from apologetic to outraged as he began to defend himself. "Look, it's not like I had an easy time making that choice! I was trying to negotiate with a man who literally had EVERYTHING he could have wanted! He was beyond rich, had near unlimited power, and you were in prison! That was the ONLY thing more he could have wanted from you. And you were in SUBSPACE! It's not like I could call you up and be like, "Hey, bro, I need to do something. You cool with it?" NO! I did the best I could with what I had! There was no way we were going to be able to break you out of wherever it was they had put you, and there was no way we'd be able to find actual proof that he had falsely accused you. Tricking Silas was the ONLY way we were going to be able to get you back. He had all the cards, it was the only way we could play him at his own game."
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 2:12 pm
And just like that, Ialo reached out, and struck Alec with a massive backhanded slap. Whether it was days or mental years, there was a lot of pent up anger, and Ialo smirked as he watched Alec's skin flush where he had hit him.
"Your best sucks when it comes to men like Silas. You hit people in their heart. You have no idea how to tackle a narcissistic soulless demon. From now on, bet with your own money. Next time Silas comes around, I'll beat him with the pretty little tools I made that he admires so much."
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 2:17 pm
Alec rubbed the spot on his cheek that Ialo had slapped, and with his other hand made a halfhearted saluting motion to his temple. "Aye aye captain."
Alec let his hands drop as he spoke again. "So, now that you're back, what're you gonna do first?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 2:26 pm
Ialo sat back down, satisfied. He motioned for Alec to take a seat as well. "Probably undo all the pay cuts," Ialo said. "See if any of my accounts were frozen. At the least, my Swiss account should still be open." He sighed. He wasn't looking forward to the commotion.
In a moment of absent-mindedness, he picked up a pencil and twirled it around as he thought. It was a bad idea. Again, he could see all the nasty things that taunted him, the red eyes, the graveyard, and the blood. The pencil snapped in half, and Ialo's eyes shot open wide again.
"Sleep. No. I will not go to sleep. No, no... no sleep."
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2011 5:31 pm
((Ah, sorry. Been veery busy these days and I still got 4 hours of chemestry left so might get even busier))
"An elf and a fairy huh ? Well, I only know half of it !" he bragged out. That's right... They didn't know about his magical social camouflage, that he too; was a fairy. Quentin did remember hinting something about it a while back when he was only talking with Marcos. Frankly, he wished it would left at that. Parties weren't much the place for "big reveals". "And being part of nature is soo overdone anyway." he ranted out. Seems he was at the stage of mocking his spell-bound years. Huh.
As for when Maggie mentionned the blushing... Quentin was waaay past that. He was turning green ! Lolz. Nobody should've noticed since he quickly thought of something else, wasn't important. For the following conversation... He was totally lost. Female bickering, isn't that interesting ? One thing for sure, he was missing a huge chunk of info. Alena looked like Lin, that was undeniable. Sisters ? Twins ? They were one and the same but also different in some way. Listening at the exchange between Maggie and Alena, well they certainly had fire ! He felt that it wasn't his place, god he wished he had a drink or something to do apart from just standing there. So his eyes wandered a bit, looking at the other guests, the glitter, the butterflies. He squinted at the shadowy figure near the lake but didn't try to check it out further.
"Yes, yes he's such a pushover !" He took back Maggie's words. "Not really, since I don't know anything about your Ambrose Rinaldi. Am I missing something here ? Or should I just go and stay out of the way ? Is this going to turn into some kind of competition ? Because this is feeling a tad silly." The female defense system was rather intriguing. Their way to analyze and transfer their opinion was quite fascinating but this got irrelevant. Quentin didn't want to spend the rest of the night hearing about that. "Oh Alena, how are you related to Lin ? It's been bugging me for a while."
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 12:50 pm
Eylios Maggie just stuck her tongue out at Alena. "There's a lot of men like Ambrose, he's just one of the few who doesn't hide under a bravado! I mean, why do you think Lin, and you I guess, and I'm here? Don't you want to be better able to take care of people? I think that's why people become healers in the first place. Why are you taking me so seriously anyways? I hope it's not because I'm a fairy, that's just silly. Besides, Ambrose is totally a pushover!"
Her rage seemed to die down a little, though, when Quentin spoke up ((thank you Quentin! wink )). At first, what he was saying was quite confusing and she didn't quite know how to respond. However, toward the end, her attention was diverted back to Lin and the pink in her cheeks began to fade back to its normal color. They had flared up again when Quentin first said that Ambrose was a pushover, but when he took it back and made it apparent he was joking, her anger faded again until she was focused on his question about her relation to Lin.
She looked at Quentin and smiled. "I am Lin, I am not related to her. I am her and she is me. I was cloned from her by the fairies in the garden lake beside the school. There are only minute differences that the fairies purposefully made, but I am still her and she is still me. To make it simpler on friends and loved ones, though, people may consider me her twin."
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 7:22 pm
Alec's eyebrow raised when he saw Ialo snap the pencil in half for no apparent reason. When he began to babble to himself about not sleeping Alec began to wonder if Ialo was really all there. Alec had no idea what subspace had done to him, or what he had been forced to experience while in it. With this in mind, Alec decided to take a seat in the chair across from Ialo's desk, look his boss in the eye, and ask honestly, "Hey, you alright? You wanna talk?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 7:30 pm
BoomXXIV "The Great-Mother told me all about you, I know exactly what you are, exactly where you came from, exactly how you got your powers. She also told me that you would lie to me, exactly as you are now; we both know you can be killed."
He looked around, realizing the extent of his entrapment and apparently disregarding it entirely. He reared back and smashed his forehead into the barrier with obscene force, his head splattering like a melon dropped on concrete. The blood and brain matter went everywhere within, and mere instants later he was staring back at Ophiuchus, covered in his own blood. A smile streaked across his face.
"It's alright though, I said I was going to kill you. I never said how I planned to do that." He paused for a moment, and took in a deep breath. "MAYHEM!"On command a massive figure burst through the ceiling. The enormous armored feet crushed into the floor some two inches, and Ophiuchus quickly found himself pinned to that very floor by the forks of a massive trident. The hunching figure looked to the barrier, its shaggy hair swaying wildly as it did. With one ruthless backfist, the barrier was shattered and Ace was lifted out.
"Bye bye. For now."The figure crouched and launched the pair back through hole it had come crashing through initially. They were gone. ((brought to the front for lizz's convenience so that she can respond as ophi, oh yeah and after this scene shintero is going to be mentally scarred for life ;D))
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 7:33 pm
Ialo watched Alec apprehensively as the teacher sat down. Subspace or not, he had always been leery when it came to discussing his own feelings and person matters - an aspect of his childhood quietness strengthened by his experiences in his father's company.
He took a slow, calming breath, and remembered what he had talked to the judge about. It wasn't so difficult to be straightforward then, so it shouldn't be now. "No, Alec, I'm not alright. I'm... scared. And I don't know how to say what I'm thinking."
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 7:39 pm
Alec was shocked, to say the least, that Ialo had actually siad what was on his mind. Alec remembered trying to talk to Ialo before about his problems, one in particular, and it was like trying to pull teeth out of a bear's mouth, without anesthetic. But Alec wasn't about to lose this chance, because he could see that it was difficult enough for Ialo to even get this far. so Alec spoke calmly, trying to help ease the tension Ialo was feeling right now. "That's alright. Try starting small, that usually works for me. Once we start somewhere we can dredge into the deeper crap later."
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 7:50 pm
Ialo fiddled with the halves of the pencil, and began to doodle over a blank page on his desk while he thought and spoke. "I suppose... something small that's bothering me... would probably be the time difference. I know for everyone here, it's only been a few days. But there's no concept of linear time in subspace. I feel like I've been away for... years, actually. But nothing here has changed."
He looked down at his paper. So far, he had drawn a few spirals, moving the pencil around to break up the lines. It looked like a pattern he had seen before.
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 7:54 pm
Alec nodded slowly as he listened to Ialo speak, trying to visualize what he might have gone through. Years was certainly a long time to be gone, especially compared to how long Ialo was gone in reality. Trapped with his own thoughts for that long, Alec was amazed Ialo hadn't gone outright insane in that time. "Well, I can't say that I really know how weird that feels, and hopefully I never will. But honestly, is it such a bad thing that nothing here has changed? I would think it would be comforting, like it was has a feeling of home. Unmoving, unchanging, familiar. Someplace sturdy where you can regroup and rethink."
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 8:04 pm
"You'd think," Ialo replied, adding to the slowly growing circles on the paper. This damn pattern, it had been bugging him. He could almost make something out of it.
"But instead I feel like I don't belong, because I'm different now. Do you think that's silly?" He looked up at Alec seriously, drumming his fingers on the desk. He looked down a his doodle.
He saw it.
Ialo added one elegant, flowing mark across the circles, and the graphite marks glowed slightly with magic.
"I figured there was a spell in there...."
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