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 Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 8:11 pm
"Well, what a dinner. First impressions are everything, they say," Chris muttered to himself, smirking a little. "Oh well. Could've been worse, I suppose." He chuckled as he cleared the table, brought the plates to the kitchen, set them in the sink, and went to his room.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 6:30 pm
Dystra had gone to ehr room, but didn't go to sleep. She stayed awake and walked out onto her balcony, sitting on the railing. She looked down at the pool as she thought about what had happened during dinner. She hoped tomorrow would turn out better.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 6:49 pm
Yuki didn't take her cloth off. She just got in bad and went to sleep. Yasuo didn't want to go to sleep but he got in bed and fell asleep next to her.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 7:55 pm
Chris stayed awake, listening to each of the tiny sounds of the house. The pulses of all the others, he could hear them even from here. So fragile, that little detail... Yet so vital. He sighed, better to not think such things. They were nice enough, for now. He cast his gaze out the window, watching the big moon rise slowly into the sky. It was moments like this that he loved, the near-silence accompanied by the beauty of the natural world outside. He never was one for sleep anyway, so he did a little interior decorating.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 8:35 pm
Dystra looked and saw Chris's shadow moving inside his room. She looked at the clock, and not thinking she would be sleeping anytime soon, she decided she would go check on him and see how he was doing. She pulled on her robe and tied it around her waist. She walked quietly down the hall and knocked softly on his door, "You're still awake?" she whispered through the door so as to not wake Yuki and Yasuo.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 8:49 pm
Chris heard someone coming far before they ever reached his door. The footsteps were light, too light for the other male in the house. And the slave girl was terrified of him... Which meant it was the master. "Come in, Dystra," He whispered back, flicking his wrist slightly from where he sat. The door swung open to reveal the room totally transformed; Red and black everywhere, candles set upon every available space. The mirror on the wall was playing movies, and there were posters all over. He gave a light smirk, and nodded. "I hope you don't mind if I made myself a bit more at home."
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 8:56 pm
Dystra looked around the room in awe. She smiled slightly, "No not at all. I'm glad you did." she said and took a few steps into the room. She was absolutly amazed with what he had done to the room. She looked around once more then back at him, "It looks very nice. I love all the candles." she said and sat down on one of the chairs. "So, I know I have asked you this before, but how do you like it here?" she asked him with a smile.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:02 pm
"Well, it's a nice enough place. You seem alright. That guy, Yasuo, he gets angry easily. And Yuki is afraid of me." Chris said, shrugging. "He'll probably end up trying to fight me, and she'll probably end up crying or something. But, don't worry. I won't kill him." Another smirk. He was pretty good at looking cocky.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:08 pm
Dystra chuckled to herself and pulled her knees up. "No, Yasuo is just very protective of his sister. He is actually a big softy, very loving, but very powerful when he wants to be. And Yuki will just keep to herself. She is actually a very strong spirit, she just keeps to herself until she knows someone well. Actually, she is afriad of hurting people." she said thoughtfully then shrugged. She was still learning about them herself, and she couldn't sum either of them up.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:27 pm
"As long as neither of them start anything." Chris muttered, shrugging. "I think I'd be okay with staying here, actually."
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:32 pm
Dystra looked over at him and smiled, "Well, I'm glad to hear that Chris." she said. She was quiet for a few moments, "Will you tell me a little about yourself?" she asked him. She really wanted to know, but wasn't sure if he would be willing to tell...
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:37 pm
Chris frowned. "Depends. What are you asking?" There was little about himself he cared to share, probably because he figured there wasn't much to it. Wasn't much to anything. He saw most of his life as minor details, and had a really abstract view of the big picture. So abstract, in fact, that he couldn't even tell what it was supposed to resemble. But, that was the beauty in it, he figured.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:39 pm
Dystra shook her head and shrugged her shoulders slightly, "I only want to know what you are willing to tell." she said and looked at the floor while she thought, "Where are you from?" she asked, starting with what seemed to be an easy question.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:48 pm
Chris fell silent for a while, thinking before he answered. "I'm from long walks every day, uphill both ways. Hunting for hours just to get a meal, avoiding Father so he didn't kill me. I'm from hiding under a rock when the Slayers came, and watching the Clan fight. I'm from a warm fire on the edge of a cave, a piece of meat on a spit set up over it." He closed his eyes, remembering the days before he was captured. A softer tone taking over his voice for a moment, Chris whispered, "I'm from a different kind of love."
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:52 pm
Dystra looked at him, with deep compassion showing in her face. She could feel his pain as he spoke. She wasn't exactly sure what to say at the moment so she simply nodded. She thought of her sister, and the recent run-in they had had. She ran her hand through her hair then looked back at him, "Family may not always be home, but the ones who care for you aalways bring you home, no matter where in the world." she hoped he would understand what she meant.
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