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 Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 1:41 pm
Zahur shrugged. "We meta's grow fast it seems though, so you could easily catch up quickly," Zahur said with a nod. " He looked at a few of the figurines some more before thinking of something. Without a word, he got up and looked around, finding a scrap piece of paper and something to write with and began scribbling numbers and dashes down on it. After he was finished, he handed the paper to Tobias.
"Here, in case something bad happens and you can't get on the computer, or I'm not online when you are. This is my phone number," he said. Tobias was his friend, so he knew his father wouldn't mind if he gave it out. "Just don't let your parents know about it, if you can. I don't want them to call in the middle of the night to complain about something..."
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 1:52 pm
"I suppose so... I haven't gotten any taller or anything." He shrugged. When Zahur got up a sort of confused expression crossed his face, but he refrained from saying anything.
Tobi took the paper and looked at it, "Oh, thank you... I won't let them know. I'll put it with my secret figurines." He smiled and placed the paper in the box with the ones his parents could never see. He couldn't help but wonder if he'd ever use it... he'd never once used his actual voice, not even to himself. Did it even work? He wasn't sure.
The door opened downstairs, loud enough that Tobi immediately started to gather his figurines and shove them in the box as fast as he could. "I-it's probably time for you to go, otherwise they wouldn't be here..." He hurriedly shoved the box back into it's secret place, just before the bedroom door opened to reveal Myrtle.
"It's time for Zahur to go home, his father is here to pick him up." She stated, looking Tobias over with a suspicios look. She had caught the frantic motion of him stuffing something out of sight. That would require further investigation.
"Can I walk him to the car?" Tobias stood up and straightened his clothes out.
"Go ahead, just don't go into the house." Myrtle stepped aside for Tobias and Zahur to leave, which seemed odd to the incubus, but he figured she was going to do her maid thing and pick up the figurines they knew he had.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 2:14 pm
Zahur blinked before standing and going to grab his shoes. He didn't plan on putting them on until he was in the car, as they took forever to relace. That and a little grass between the toes didn't hurt. He found the feeling comforting actually.
"Time flies, does it not?" He mused, doing his best not to question Myrtle's suspicious look. She was just as bad as the rest of them, he could just feel it.
And he knew he had the power to destroy them if they hurt Tobias anymore. And he would know, because Tobias said he would tell him.
"Shall we?" he asked Tobias with a tilt of his head.
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Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 3:17 pm
"Yes it does." Tobias took Zahur's free hand and headed down the stairs, and across the lawn to the driveway where Eno was sitting in the car. "I hope we get to see each other again soon, maybe I'll have convinced them to let me live in the dorms." Tobi smiled a bit, and then looked to Eno. "He looks like he wants to go so... bye." He let go of Zahur's hand in favor of giving him an awkward hug. Once done he stepped back, and began to head back to his room, completely unaware of the mess that was about to begin, all because Myrtle had found the figurines.
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