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 Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2006 9:54 pm
Ashori stared at him. Calm her mind? She was still shaken up slightly, the angel half of her mind especially. But she growled in her throat and closed her eyes, her two halves having a short mental conversation. The demon kept telling the angel to shut up and they'd get to the right place eventually, and the angel reluctantly quieted herself. One of her hands moved to clutch at a pendant she wore, which had two wings carved in the silver surface, one angel and one demon, and both intertwined. She held it tightly as she kept her eyes shut, her head bowed to the ground. Her tail was around her waist and her wings tucked against her back, so she stood perfectly still. She pictured the scene Loki had shown her throug his mirror, of her parents in their stone home, and held the image in her mind.
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Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2006 10:02 pm
Itami reached out slowly, placing his hands on Ashori's cheeks, closing his own eyes as well. His shadow stretched out, attaching itself to hers. He saw it then;her memories. her thoughts. he knew where she wanted to go. He removed his hands from her face, then grabbed hers softly, his wings covering them once more. When they opened again, they were in a street. not one with flames and the damned this time however, one filled with demons who walked around in a civilised society.
"WE have arriv-ohh.."
Itami gasped, and grabbed at his heart, then collapsed, knocked out on the ground. Pulling that small amount of memories from her and locating a barely discribed place was an extremely taxing thing. one that Itami couldnt handle.
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Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2006 10:09 pm
Ashori tensed very slightly when she felt him touch her face this time, but didn't lose the image she was picturing. Shortly after, his hands pulled away and grabbed her own as she felt his feathered wings circle around them again. She kept her eyes shut until the wings withdrew and then reluctantly opened them again. They instantly shot wide as she stared around. This was exactly what she had pictured! A look of pure joy split upon her face, for the first time in two years. She didn't even mind the strange stares the other demons were giving her, since she had an angel wing and one blue eye, as well as blonde hair. She ignored them all, looking almost frantically for a certain pair. They shouldn't be hard to spot. A male demon with a female angel, her parents.
But she turned suddenly, hearing Itami hit the ground. She blinked and stared for a second before slowly dropping to her knees beside him, setting her clawed hand on his shoulder and shaking him lightly. "Hey, wake up," she whispered uncertainly. He hadn't collapsed last time.. Should she just drag him along with her and wait for him to awaken later?
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Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2006 10:18 pm
Itami could feel someone trying to wake him up, but it was no use, he couldnt move. all of the teleports he had done were extremely taxing. So he stayed where he was, knocked out on the ground, sleeping until he could move again. he slowly slipped into dreams, remembering everything that had happened in the last 12 hours. first ashley, now Ashori. Scenes mixed and mashed together into a meltdown of memory.
sorry Ashori. I cant help you right now.
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Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2006 10:23 pm
Ashori nudged him a moment longer and then glanced around. A person or two had begun to start towards them, one asking if she needed help and the others not saying anything. She didn't trust any of them, and simply shook her head as she waved them off. She turned back to Itami and carefully pulled his arm over her shoulders as she stood, pulling him gently with her. She started off down the stone street, eyes darting in every direction as she tried to find where they might be. Though, she didn't even remember a scent to track them with. This might take a while...
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Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2006 10:29 pm
Itami Moved along with Ashori helplessly, like a ragdoll. but inside, things were happening. Thoughts flew through his head. Why had he shown Ashori mercy? She was annoying, violent, and sadistic,but...those eyes. They had something there. He couldnt get around that memory, and it played over and over in his mind; when he had looked into her eyes back during the fight. He tried to get over it, but found himself blushing involuntarily at the thought. though he wouldnt know it, he was still out cold.
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Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2006 10:44 pm
Ashori wandered the streets aimlessly, but was still stubbornly refusing to ask anyone for help. She was getting a huge amount of stares, and it was finally started to get to her. She frowned, glancing at Itami and then holding him a little closer than needed, as if seeking whatever comfort that may have provided. She was feeling a little alone, despite having someone right here beside her. He didn't count at the moment, since he had just collapsed. Hopefully he'd wake up... She frowned again and paused, setting him against a wall of a building and crouching beside him. She leaned forward, setting her head against his chest as she listened for a heartbeat. He hadn't died, had he? Then carrying him around would be pointless.
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Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2006 10:58 pm
Itami shook his head as he woke slowly. He had woken up finally. but where was he? he looked around to figure out where he was. HE looked at Ashori.
"Did you carry mr all this time?"
He looked at her.
"Thanks."
He stood up.
"I know where they are, barely. but i know."
He grabbed her hand, pulling her along. He walked up the stairs to an apartment, running up several flights of steps. He stopped, and knocked on one of the doors, panting madly.
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Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2006 11:03 pm
Ashori felt him move and jerked back quickly, her eyes slightly wide. Looks like he was alive... But her expression changed back to indifference after a second and she shrugged her shoulders slightly. "It was nothing," she mumbled. Then he stood, grabbed her hand, and they were off. She blinked, glancing around herself as they raced forward, darting up stairs and finally stopping in front of a door. She looked at him uncertainly, leaning forward behind him. "Are you ok...?" she began, but trailed off when the door opened, revealing a tall man with tan skin, dark hair, and red eyes standing there. He stared at her for a moment in shock, and Ashori stared back before suddenly lurching forward, throwing her arms around his neck. "I'm home!" she cried suddenly, her voice shaking slightly as she started to cry again. Damn angel side...
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Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2006 11:15 pm
Itami Watched as this happened, and sat down beside the door.
"Come back and see me if you want to go back."
He closed his eyes, resting. Listening to the conversations that would ensue.
(sorry, blanked out on that one)
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Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2006 11:22 pm
Ashori clung to him a moment longer, and then slowly pulled away again, staring up at him. The man stared back, and then set his hand upon her head, ruffling her hair. "Welcome back," he grinned, baring his fangs. And then a woman made her way to the door, curious to see who it was. She was pale, with blonde hair and blue eyes, and had large white wings expanding from her back. She was smiling pleasantly, but her face shifted into one of shock as she saw Ashori standing by the door. She darted forward and in a flash had pulled her daughter into her arms. She spouted off a million questions at once, asking if she was alright, if she'd been eating properly, why she was so thin! Ashori laughed quietly, assuring her everything was fine. Then she glanced at Itami, blinking once. Why would she ever want to go back? But then she realized something. She'd left Shiro back in her room, currently sleeping. "...are you recovered enough?" she asked quietly.
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Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2006 11:50 pm
"Only enough for one trip, sorry.."
Itami looked down in slight shame.
" but tommorrow I shold be able to bring you back. So spend what time you have, and come back to me when youre ready to go."
He looked back up aty her, staring into her eyes.
He blushed when he noticed her father and mother looking at him rather questioningly.
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Posted: Sat Oct 28, 2006 11:56 pm
Ashori nodded slowly, deciding that was perfectly fine with her. Shiro would probably continue sleeping the entire time, so she wouldn't have to worry about him looking for her. That dog was really the laziest thing she'd ever met. She stared for a moment as she saw Itami was blushing, glanced towards her parents, and then smirked faintly. She moved forward, standing beside him as she threw her arm around his shoulders, and poked his flushed cheek lightly with a claw. "He's the one who got me here," she explained happily. It was hard to believe she was still in her demon form.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 12:02 am
Itami didnt know what to say really, so he simply nodded and smiled lightly. How he was supposed to respond to that was unclear to him. He reached down and plled his bass from his shadow,plucking random strings to occupy himself. HE admitted tot himself that this was an improper time to do so, but he wasnt sure how to deal with the current situation. Then he began to remember the notes from smoke on the water, knowing that her parents would probably ask questions about if he knew how to play, what brand guitar, and if he knew any songs. most people who saw him with his guitar asked stuff like that.
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 12:06 am
Ashori smiled happily, but it faded slightly when Itami pulled out the guitar again. She had never seen one before, and stared in awe when it began making nose. She leaned down, pulling her arm from around him to do so. "What's this?" she asked, tapping the side lightly. Her parents were still standing in the doorway, her father letting out a laugh and her mother hiding a smile behind her hand. Then she leaned down as well, hugging Ashori again. "We're going inside to research getting your memories back," she said softly, her voice holding an almost musical tone. "You can explore, or join us." Then she turned, giving one large smile, before entering the house with her husband, who first shot Itami a warning glare. He didn't know the boy's relation with his daughter.
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