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 Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 5:18 pm
Having already unintentionally slept in a chair not too long ago, Alphonse did not stay asleep for very much time at all. He sat up in his bed and thought to see if Mallory was awake, but one glance told him the boy was sleeping. Mallory twisted and turned during the night; even as Alphonse watched the boy rolled over and kicked the blanket off of one leg. Mallory mumbled French in his sleep; he appeared to be dreaming. Alphonse rose and untangled Mallory's blanket, laying it over the boy and tucking his escaped foot back into bed. He gave Mallory's hair a gentle pat before he quietly left the room and made his way downstairs.
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 5:35 pm
Al ignored the requests for blood and walked over to the stove were a pot of hot chocolate awaited her. She poured herself a glass and muttered something along the lines of ,'That's nice, I think maybe we should.....' She yawned again and carried her steaming mug over to the table. Her night dress was still very messy as was her appearance. She straightened her dress before sitting down and taking a sip from her mug.
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 5:43 pm
"Franky." Alphonse said with a nod by way of greeting as he briefly passed the man in the hall. Alphonse had not bothered to dress; he was wearing black pajamas with white trim and his feet were bare. Was that Alexia's voice he heard from the kitchen? It would not terribly surprise him; she hardly ever seemed to sleep. Having nothing better to do, Alphonse made his way into the kitchen. He saw Alexia, but before he could much more than smile at her, he noticed Dawn completely passed out on the floor. "Mon dieu, what has happened to this one?" He strides over to the fallen girl and kneels by her prone body.
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 6:38 pm
((After being COMPLETELY ignored by darling old Miss Alexia, I continued to lie unconcious on the kitchen floor. Good to know my caretaker will always have my back.))
I gasped a bit and coughed, feeling as if death would have been a far more calming experience than any other I had ever known at the moment. It is odd how even unconcious I could sense feelings in the people around me. Franky, before leaving, had felt the selfishness he had probably recieved from a loved one in his past, perhaps a father? Miss Alexia felt ticked off that no one appreciated her, so why help the girl who had pushed away from the start? But the man who approached me had an odd, unexplainable feeling that I cannot speak of. These feelings were locked in my mind and didn't appear until I began surges of conciousness. My mind is odd.
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 6:47 pm
The girl seemed exceptionally pale, even for one of their race. Perhaps she had not been feeding regularly? He hoped Dawn was not going to be another like his son, constantly needing an eye kept on her and blood force fed to her. Alexia did not seem concerned and Alphonse took that to mean the girl was not too badly off. All the same, he bit into his wrist and held it to the girl's mouth after gently lifting her partially upright and supporting her in his other arm. "Wake up, mademoiselle. The floor is no place for a young girl to have a nap."
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 6:54 pm
The man's voice echoed, and blood ran down my tongue. I forced myself to swallow and opened my eyes. He didn't seem concerned, not that I needed pity. Father once threw a beer bottle at my bedroom door after I had complained of recieving no attention. Since then I haven't needed it, but every girl wants to be worried about sometimes. "Thanks," so blunt. I got up slowly and smiled, sitting leaned against the warm oven. Miss Alexia sat at the table drinking the hot chocolate, how nice. I rolled my eyes and coughed a bit. Who is he anyway?
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 7:05 pm
Alphonse reached forward to gently brush Dawn's hair from her forehead. "De rien, ma petite. How are you feeling? Has this happened to you before?" Alphonse smiled at her; he could not help himself. Already, she was so standoffish, despite her smile. Again, he found himself reminded of his son. "Ah, where are my manners? You do not know me and here I presume to take up your personal space. I am Alphonse Pierrot Cloutier, at your service." He draws back his hand and gives her a polite little bow. He rarely bowed any more, but the moment seemed to fit.
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 7:27 pm
Al kept her eyes on the translucent steam dancing just overtop of her rich chocolaty drink. She knew that the girl would be fine, at least for now. Her mind wandered and her bare toes curled around the supporting beam on the chair. She started to become more and more awake, finally after a few minutes she was able to turn her head to look at the girl's progress. Alphonse was bowing to her and she looked in need of rescue. Unwillingly Al slipped off of her chair and walked over to the girl. "You'll be fine, next time you get thirsty let one of the boys know. They will help you out." She slipped down to sit next to the girl against the oven. Her hand placed caringly on the girl's.
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 8:14 am
I smiled, my bitterness wearing off. I got up and curtsied to Sir Alphonse and nodded to Miss Alexia. I thought for a moment, "Oh, you are Mallory's father, no? It's nice to meet you," They both seemed slightly worried for me, so I brushed myself off a bit so not to seem needy. "Miss Alexia if you would like marshmellows I put out a bowl by the stove." I slipped the robe back up my shoulder. I then remembered Alphonse's questions. "I am fine, thank you. This doesn't happen much." Lie. I was always fainting from lack of blood, it was a regular thing.
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 6:36 pm
"You are correct, I am Mallory's father. That one I always have to feed myself; he will not do it. Stubborn boy; takes after his father. You will take care of yourself, oui? Your sister would be very worried." Alphonse continued to smile at her, holding his wrist to stem the bleeding. Hmn, he would have to pay a visit to one of his special friends soon. But there was no hurry; Alphonse stayed well fed and this small bloodletting cost him little. "I hope you ladies do not mind if I join you. I could not sleep." Alphonse sat in a chair, giving the females their space. He could not image why the were practically huddled against the oven, but he had no intention of crowding them.
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 7:31 pm
Franky pounced on an animal, and stuck his teeth into it. He took all of the blood, he woud need it for tomorrow. The animal would not miss it. Franky surrendered to the night and sat down, sighing. "Nice out."
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 9:32 am
[Sorry I haven't been able to post the last few days. Can some one PM me a catch up please? Thanks! -- Edit -- Thanks so much for the PM Dae Dae!]
Lillith stood there with the refridgerator door open, evidently in a daze as all this happenned around her. She shivered, and shook her head as she closed the door and turned around. She looked a bit suprised to suddenly see so many new people in the kitchen. She stepped back from the fridge, putting her back to a wall as she quietly watched everyone else.
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 12:45 pm
Alphonse looks to Lillith curiously, then stands again. "Mademoiselle, I do not think I have made your acquaintance. Please forgive my lack of manners; I was concerned for the girl. But as she now seems to be recovered... allow my to introduce myself once more. Alphonse Pierrot Cloutier, at your service." He kept his distance from this one. He could not say why, but she seemed a bit gun shy.
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 2:04 pm
"Ah," she replied as she nodded her head. "Then you must be Mallory's father. I'm Lillith Hellborne." she told him, slowly walking up and putting her hand out for him to shake. "I... I used to sing at the Blood Moon club..."
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 2:18 pm
Alphonse smiled and took Lillith's hand in his, raising it to his lips for a brief kiss. It seemed Mallory was being quite the social butterfly; he very much approved. "The Blood Moon Club... that does sound familiar. But tell me, why do you say that you used to sing there?"
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