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 Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 2:27 pm
  Ѵȃɭεʈʈȃ Ϻӧяʀɩȿӧɳ, Ʌɢε ①⑨♥ Transport, Knives, Pistol.ℓσcαтισи: Home, Qilenie
cσмραиy: Freyr
єиєяgy ℓєvєℓ: █ █ █ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ⊰ Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire. ⊱Ѵȃɭεʈʈȃ... At Freyr's answer, the silver haired girl started to make coffee for the both of them. She noticed how he seemed to be looking out the window quite a bit while he ate. She thought she saw some sort of bird out there but she couldn't have been quite sure so she didn't say anything about it, maybe Freyr was just as puzzled as she was?
"How'd you want you coffee?" She queried with a yawn, still somewhat sleepy. ⊰ But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice. ⊱
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 3:31 pm
  [ X ] [ X] [ X ]
There is no escape,
Though the soul burns on everlasting encapsulated within infinite time.
"Suprise me." He said as he finished eating his eggs, then getting up from where he sat while picking up his plate before walking into the kitchen and setting it into the sink. Turning on the sink and washing the plate along with the fork he used, He then lightly glanced at Valleta for a second as she made the coffee before looking back out the window, still seeing the owl or what he thought to be an owl which he thought to be quite odd looking. "You see that?" He asked Valleta in a light tone while gesturing towards what he percieved to be an owl.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 9:42 pm
Ѵȃɭεʈʈȃ Ϻӧяʀɩȿӧɳ, Ʌɢε ①⑨♥ Transport, Knives, Pistol. ℓσcαтισи: Home, Qilenie
cσмραиy: Freyr
єиєяgy ℓєvєℓ: █ █ █ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ⊰ Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire. ⊱Ѵȃɭεʈʈȃ... The silver haired girl arched an eyebrow at Freyr. It was a once in a lifetime thing to hear someone say that to her. Most people didn't trust her with something like that because of how she acted. But since Freyr hadn't really seen that side of her, it made sense. Instead, he was subjected to the more friendly, funny one.
She made his coffee the same as her's and handed it to him after he had placed his plate into the empty sink. She took a sip of her own while she looked out of the window, seeing the thing he was talking about. She wasn't sure what it was, though. Looked a bit like an owl.
"Yeah, I see it. What about it?" She asked, walking over to her perfectly untouched breakfast. She was somewhat surprised that he had devoured it so quickly and she hadn't even started. ⊰ But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice. ⊱
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 7:02 pm
[ X ] [ X] [ X ]
There is no escape,
Though the soul burns on everlasting encapsulated within infinite time.
Taking a drink of the coffee Valleta had given him as he walking over to the table and sitting down before putting the cup of coffee onto it while looking at her, "Just wondering, cause I saw it there around Twelve'o Clock last night." He said in a plain tone while lightly shrugging his shoulders for a second, seeming to not say what he had really thought, having decided not to because of something he had remebered as he grabbed the holsters for his revolvers off his coat before putting them on, which seemed to take only a couple of seconds. Picking up and taking another drink of the coffee which he thought to be pretty good while holding the cup with both hands before saying in a polite tone, "The coffee is really good, Thanks.", Then barely glancing at the thing that he thought to be an Owl out of his peripheral vision before looking back at Valleta and lightly smiling while seeming to have something on his mind at the moment though he seemed to not want to say it.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 9:36 pm
Ѵȃɭεʈʈȃ Ϻӧяʀɩȿӧɳ, Ʌɢε ①⑨♥ Transport, Knives, Pistol. ℓσcαтισи: Home, Qilenie
cσмραиy: Freyr
єиєяgy ℓєvєℓ: █ █ █ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ⊰ Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire. ⊱Ѵȃɭεʈʈȃ... "Oh" was all she replied with, sounding timid. She sat down at the table sipping at her coffee. She thought that maybe the owl-looking-thing might have actually been something a little more important than he made it out to be. She didn't question it though. She started to eat the breakfast Freyr had made for her while she just watched him while she did. Once she had finished, she sipped at her coffee again.
"That's alright. Thank you for making me breakfast. You're the only guy that has ever done that for me" she explaned, smiling afterwards. Not even her past boyfriends did that for her, which she found to be somewhat annoying at this point of time. She hadn't realised that she was still in her sleepwear but she didn't care all that much either. ⊰ But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice. ⊱
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 11:11 pm
[ X ] [ X] [ X ]
There is no escape,
Though the soul burns on everlasting encapsulated within infinite time.
Lightly smiling to Valleta before looking back out the window and seeing that the thing he thought to be an Owl had seemed to have gotten closer, though he had almost hadn't noticed it at first sight, As he looked at it he had began to recall a some what long forgotten memory that he had tried quite hard to hide away in the farthest parts of his mind when he was younger, which took him almost a couple of years to do, so he had a mixtures of feeling that Freyr tried to hide behind a little smirk, though he could somewhat feel his expression change a bit to bitter one. "It's no problem." He said with a smile before taking a another drink of the coffee as he was able to push his thoughts to the side for the moment, knowing that they would just pop back up later when least expected them to, but he just did not want to deal with them now.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 3:32 am
Ѵȃɭεʈʈȃ Ϻӧяʀɩȿӧɳ, Ʌɢε ①⑨♥ Transport, Knives, Pistol. ℓσcαтισи: Home, Qilenie
cσмραиy: Freyr
єиєяgy ℓєvєℓ: █ █ █ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ⊰ Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire. ⊱Ѵȃɭεʈʈȃ... The silver haired girl took no notice of the supposed owl in the window. Instead she noticed him looking there instead. Maybe he was figuring out what it actually was and just needed to stare at it a little more. Or maybe something a little more sensible. The small smirk that pulled at his lips seemed a little... odd. She couldn't say why or if it was just her imagination
She just watched him closely, taking another sip of her coffee, almost in sync with Freyr.
⊰ But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice. ⊱
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 9:07 am
[ X ] [ X] [ X ]
There is no escape,
Though the soul burns on everlasting encapsulated within infinite time.
After a couple of minutes, Freyr realized that Valetta was watching him no less intently then when he glanced at the owl like thing.Though it was not the same, Freyr had attributed to this lull in the conversation they had earlier to ponder on thoughts of what he would do later in the day as he had eaten though, now he moments later the quietness seemed to be intolerable, he couldn't sit there any longer doing nothing. He felt if his hands weren't busy, he would start tearing at things, so when he finished his coffee, he walked into the kitchen and turned the sink on before beginning to clean the cup.
As his hands had gotten busy cleaning the cup, he also began cleaning other dishes that were in the sink, which was a bit of a habit that he had gotten when he was younger. When he finished cleaning the dish's that he felt he should be cleaned, Freyr noticed that he was still wearing his gloves all through the day and night and forgetting about them, which was odd for him to do since he had a habit of taking them off before he went to sleep, so he removed and set the on the counter, revealing them to be torn, cracked, and seemingly splintered, which suggested that he had been fighting or training quite a bit before he had arrived at the town, Balling his hands a couple of times before turning on cold water before putting his hands under it and washing them, so not to get an infection. Turning off the sink when he finished cleaning his hands as he wiped them dry on his shirt before walking back over to Valetta, not knowing hat to say to her, he just lightly smiled and sat back down.
(Sorry about the lateness of my post, My computer is being lame and I was a bit busy with school.)
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 11:56 pm
Ѵȃɭεʈʈȃ Ϻӧяʀɩȿӧɳ, Ʌɢε ①⑨♥ Transport, Knives, Pistol. ℓσcαтισи: Home, Qilenie
cσмραиy: Freyr
єиєяgy ℓєvєℓ: █ █ █ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ⊰ Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire. ⊱Ѵȃɭεʈʈȃ... The silver haired woman remained watching him closely, The silence just grew and grew between, slithering into the gaps of her mind and practically driving her crazy. The silence was beginning to annoy her. She opened her mouth to say something but she was struck with a problem. She had nothing to say. Freyr left, taking his empty cup with him. She sipped at her coffee, still having at least half of it left. She pulled her legs up so she sat criss-cross-applesauce style on the chair, she always found it more comfortable when she did, though it reminded her of school when she did so.
Once she had finished her coffee, she very slowly arose from her spot and walked over to Freyr, who was currently washing up everything in the sink."Well, you certainly have been trained well" Valetta joked, giving him her mug. She went back to her spot at the table, looking at the photoframes on the wall, they were basically all of her when she was growing up but it was hard to tell. She never wore make up, she had honey blonde hair that was wavy like the oceans waves that went down to her waist and she was sugar and spice and everything nice. That Valetta died a long time ago, now she was rebellious and wild, some say untameable. She was classified as a whore because of the way she dressed although she had never participated in such illiceit events.
Freyr was what pulled her out of her daydreaming of the past when he sat back down at the table. She somewhat hoped that he hadn't seen the pictures, but seeing how they took up a large portion of the wall, she highly doubted it. It had every school photo, even the ones after she changed so he would be able to put the two pieces together.
⊰ But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice. ⊱
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Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2012 2:27 am
[ X ] [ X] [ X ]
There is no escape,
Though the soul burns on everlasting encapsulated within infinite time.
Though Freyr's Instincts did not have a supernatural edge to them, they were sharp and well tuned enough to tell when the quietness in the air was not healthy to the mind as one would think when in the company of others, "This world, which had the potential to be Eden, is instead the hell before hell. In our arrogance, we have made it so. He said in a light tone, almost mumbling what he had spoken to Valetta, not feeling very much comfortable speaking after such a long period of silence which had hovered in the room; however he had felt less comfortable sitting in the same silence that made the time feel like it went slower as time passed.
His breathing, rather being calm and desolate as it was before, was now slow, light and somewhat shallow as he watched Valetta, indicating that pain had shot threw his body, though his body appeared to not be hurt physically, and his voice had not faltered when he had spoken, though it quickly passed as he heard only his storming heart beats in his chest and the thundering of his blood as it rushed threw his body, though if that was the reason he did not hear Valetta, he would resort to reading her lips, which he had did a bit before though it wasn't noticeable. 'Death came, Death went, but commerce flowed eternal' He thought to himself while pondering on what some of the true meaning in which the things he usually thought to himself actually meant, though he tried not to ponder on it for too long as he kept his gaze with Valetta's.
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2012 6:26 pm
Ѵȃɭεʈʈȃ Ϻӧяʀɩȿӧɳ, Ʌɢε ①⑨♥ Transport, Knives, Pistol. ℓσcαтισи: Home, Qilenie
cσмραиy: Freyr
єиєяgy ℓєvєℓ: █ █ █ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ⊰ Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire. ⊱Ѵȃɭεʈʈȃ... She felt a little confused by what he had said. It was more just the words he had used. It sounded too sophisticated for the informal situation they were stuck in. Besides, the silence that had stretched out beforehand made it seem like what he said was purely to break the silence that was echoing through the entire house, if not town.
"I s'pose that's true" was all she could really think of saying so she didn't sound like a complete idiot infront of him. She tucked a piece of silver hair behind her ear, watching Freyr while he sat at the table.
Val found him to be quite an intridguing character, more interesting than anyone else in this dead end town. She wanted to know why he would want to come to a town as boring as this and was staying with a complete stranger just because she offered it with all of a favour in return. The favour could be anything she wanted, anything at all. Unfortuantely, she didn't know what she wanted. An adventure would be a nice thought, to just up and leave
⊰ But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice. ⊱
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2012 11:01 pm
[ X ] [ X] [ X ]
There is no escape,
Though the soul burns on everlasting encapsulated within infinite time.
Lightly nodding to Valetta as he thought to himself for a second while keeping her gaze, having expected her to say something somewhat different then what she had said, "Indeed" He said in a light tone while folding his hands atop of each other before seeming to remember something. "So. . . How long have you lived here? He asked in a semi-curious tone as he slightly looked around, seeing pictures of who he thought to be Valetta next to ones that were of her, though it did not take long for him to realize that all the pictures were of her, and that she looked quite different then before, which made him wonder why Valetta had changed her look, though he did not that it would be nice to ask at the moment.
Turning his head back to Valetta as he thought to himself, though he did not think to himself for too long, being that he had been speaking with Valetta, and that it would be rude to ignore what she said. As Freyr waited and listened to Valetta, he began to rub his hands together as if to warm them up, though it did not feel like it was cold in the room, so it seemed to be a bit odd that he would do so, he of course seemed to not notice that he was rubbing his hands so he continued to do so.
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2012 11:23 pm
Ѵȃɭεʈʈȃ Ϻӧяʀɩȿӧɳ, Ʌɢε ①⑨♥ Transport, Knives, Pistol. ℓσcαтισи: Home, Qilenie
cσмραиy: Freyr
єиєяgy ℓєvєℓ: █ █ █ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ⊰ Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire. ⊱Ѵȃɭεʈʈȃ... The silver haired girl almost laughed at his question when he had asked it.
"I thought the wall of photos would be enough hints" she stated with a light chuckle.
"Unfortunately, I've lived here for as long as I can remember" She claimed, crossing her arms casually over her chest while she watched him closely, once again.
After a while, she looked back at the photos of herself and felt somewhat sickened by the sweet ones they had of her when she didn't know any better than to be all girly and giggly and domesticated to get a guys attention. Now, she was anything but and guys seemed to love her more because she was basically a whore that left nothing to the imagination.
"What brings you to such a quiet, boring town as Qilenie?" she queried. She thought that if he got to ask a question then she should get to ask one in turn and so on in that cycle. ⊰ But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice. ⊱
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 4:16 pm
[ X ] [ X] [ X ]
There is no escape,
Though the soul burns on everlasting encapsulated within infinite time.
"I Came here to resupply, rest, and scavenge what I can." He simply stated as he started to fold his arms onto his lap, and shrugged his shoulders a bit, while he thought about when he had first arrived in Qilenie, which he had thought to be deserted at first glance. Reaching into his pocket, removing a small carving knife and opening it, while seeming to use it to clean his nails and lean back in the chair.
"Why stay in such a quiet place? You have a Motorcycle." He asked while lightly raising an eyebrow, and speaking in a curious tone, seeming to have thought about this for a bit before he had actually felt like asking Valetta, Then closing and returning the carving knife back into his pocket while seeming to look into Her eyes, trying to figure her out, which he had been trying to do a while back when he had first met her, though he had decided to stop, since he thought it be rude to stare.
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 5:07 pm
[ Would the two of you mind if I join? And if I can, would you tell me where it is you are located? ]
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