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 Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 3:31 pm
Zyanya gave a chuckle. It looked like she would have a lot of work on her hands to get this one to toughen up.
"I have an older brother. BUt he is annoying. So I look around for little boys I can make my younger brother." She said giving the boy a poke on the nose as he started to well up with tears.
"Now now you arn't suppose to cry. You should be happy. Crying is what you do when your sad. Or hurt." She gave another chuckle as she then went to pick up an abandoned spray can.
"Now...for your first task. We will spray that light post. We will come up with your own signature." She stated with a nod of her head.
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 11:29 pm
"S-Sorry." The leech boy breathed, scrubbing harder at his eyes to get his tears under control. He wasn't supposed to cry until he was sad or hurt... he would try to keep that in mind but there were times where his emotions went a bit haywire on him.
He gave a sniffling sound and then gave Zyanya his best smile.... that was until he head what she was saying. He was going spray paint a light post, "I-Isn't... it b-bad to draw on other p-peoples stuff?" He asked of her. He was afraid that they would make someone mad by painting on the light post, more so since he had no idea who would own a light post.... whoever owned the city, maybe?
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 11:05 am
Giving a snort of a laugh she petted the kids hair and then pushed a spray can into his hands.
"The city doesn't give a s**t, tagging is a way to express yourself. Its called art." She said with a nod of her head. She recalled reading an article about a man who was an artist who tagged anything he could get his hands on. He was also wanted by police...but she didn't feel the boy needed to know that part.
She moved putting a firm hand on the boys shoulder, and steered him towards the light post. "Now we need something to cover your mouth ....and nose..." She murmured and then showed the boy how to lift the corner of his shirt to cover his mouth properly.
"You need to do this cause the fumes will make you funny if you breath it too much."
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 4:20 pm
Kliken lifted his shirt up with one hand and starred at the hand that was in his other hand. So he was just supposed to make art then? He starred at the light pole for a long moment wondering what it was that he was supposed to make. He tilted his head to the side, seeming thoughtful before lifting the can up and made a couple practice stripes.
"Ummm, what should I draw?" He asked, looking at her over his shoulder, careful not to uncover his mouth since he didn't want to come 'loopy' since it sounded like a bad thing.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 8:23 am
Zyanya also put her shirt over her mouth and nose, though it raised the hem line of her shirt so high it threatened to show off her bra to all the world. She didn't seem to care about that though.
"You can do anything. Write your name or just draw a silly picture." She instructed. She was still practicing herself. She couldn't get the paint to stop dribbling when she did lines. She wondered if she would ever be as good as Ter.
She squatted next to the boy and grabbed a different color and showed him how to operate it. Making a bright pink line on the light post.
Hinder thrashed his tail back and forth. Bad idea bad idea...the blood ag...the blood. He thought mildly how the black Keir probably would of gone into a frenzy at this point and he felt smug about his own control over the situation. Though he was still worried.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 1:23 pm
Kliken thought on it for a while, starring at the light pole along with the colored stripes he'd made and the one bright pink one that Zyanya made before he lifted the can up to make a couple more stripes of his color before looking her way, "How many colors do you have?" He asked, curiously.
"Is it bothering you so much?" A quiet voice whispered behind Hinder. Lucrecia was watching at the dragon was looking more and more on edge, "I can take him and go if you would like."
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 7:41 pm
Zyanya gave a wry smile as the kid asked her how many colors she had. She had many colors with her. Black, pink, orange, green, white...
"What do you need kid? I gots lots to choose from." She informed him giving another shake of her can and spaying another line.
Hinder gave a knee jerk reaction as he snarled at the sound of the voice, he turned his head to glare into the darkness behind him.
"You smell wrong. Like death. You hurt girl I hurt you."
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 8:06 pm
Nodding her head she added a couple more lines and stiffened as she felt the presence of the adult behind them again. As if instinct her eyes narrowed and her body went rigid. Her wings snapped up in agression. IN a sense she thought the woman was very cool. But in general she had little trust in adults.
"Maybe it is time I left. Your...'mother' is back.." She said with a scowl.
Hinder tried to stop his tail from lashing. But he only stood as he noticed the girl glaring in their direction.
"Girl not trust adults...you...you not smell human.." He muttered moving to trot closer to his girl.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 8:11 pm
Kliken looked over his shoulder to where his mother was sitting and gave he a wave of one of his paint coated hands. He smiled and then turned his attention back to Zyanya, "M-My Mom is v-very nice." He said, sounding a little afraid. What if Zyanya didn't like his mother and because of that decided not to like him?
Lucrecia rose to her feet, brushing herself off, "I may not smell it but it is what I am... or at least what I was a while back." She said, walking forward to the two, "Are you ready to get going Kliken? Are you and your friend done painting?"
Kliken looked at Zyanya before he gave a little nod, "Umm... I-I think so." He murmured.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 8:18 pm
Gathering her items she gently took the paint can from Kilken's hands and then put them back in her bag, she was quick and efficient and didn't waste time glaring at the woman before she gave a pat on Kilken's head before turning and moving off into the darkness.
"I'll see you around kid. If you ever need your big sister you can usually find me around here at night." She called out with a vague wave.
The dragon gave a final snort at the woman before he turned and followed his girl back into the darkness.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 8:20 pm
The leech boy relaxed a little, she was still calling herself his 'big sister' so that must mean that she was still alright with hanging out with him even if she didn't like his Mom. He perked up then turned to his Mom, reaching out and took her hand in his, "Byebye Zyanya!" He called, waving until he no longer saw the mantis and the girl
A moment after they vanished into the night Than reappeared and joined the two of them as they turned and continued on their walk.
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