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 Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 7:08 pm
"Then i'll leave now" Michael says walking into the kitchen and cleans it up. He walks into the room he was given and packs up his stuff, but he leaves his favorite painting on the wall. He leaves the house wearing his cloak with his hood on carrying his stuff and walks down the street. The soldiers walk by him and ask if he has seen the prince of sweden, which was him. "Nope, if i do i'll give you a shout" He says. "Thank you, sir" The soldiers walk away and Michael walks into the woods to sleep in one of the trees. "Well, i'll sleep in a tree before i buy a room at the inn." he says.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 7:15 pm
Norwen sighed as Michael left, wondering how long it would take for the younger male to get caught. Yawning he wondered if he even really cared. Softly he sighed again, shifting into his feline form to curl up in his studio in case the boy decided to come back and take the bed again. This time he didn't bother locking the studio door.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 7:32 pm
Michael climbs the tree to the very top. He makes himself comfortable and falls asleep on the strong branch. The next morning Michael wakes up and goes into town to buy some fruit. He stops a few times to hide from the soldiers when they came around. When he hide behind a food cart the owner thought he was stealing and pushed him. Hetries to catch himself but falls onto a man. Michael gets off of the man and notices he knocked down some art supplies. He noticed the art supplies and knew who they belonged to. "Norwen!" Michael backs away from him.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 7:39 pm
Norwen got up early to go and paint, setting up in town to catch the sun shining down through the buildings. He let out a growl as Michael knocked over his paintings, sighing and going to pick the smaller male up. "Only on your own for half a day and already in trouble, " he said, paying the vendor to make them go away and putting his paintings back up. Softly he moaned in despair as he saw one of his paintings had been ruined.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 7:54 pm
"Look, i'm sorry! i just....just am a little overwelmed and i haven't been myself lately!" Michael stormed off and went to meadow nearby to lie down. He needed a moment of quietness. 'I came in contact with him again and i liked fallin on him. NO, i need to focus and just keep out of trouble' He thinks. "Damn you Norwen!" He shouts. Michael wanted to see the man again last night and also wanted to go back to the house and apologize, but he didn't. Michael sits on the grass and lays down. "Wish Norwen was here"
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 5:31 am
Norwen sighed and cleaned up the paintings he had been trying to sell, packing up his things so he could follow Michael. Finding the teen he set his things down, digging out a clean rag. "You got paint all over you. Here, use this to clean up before you get paint all over the place."
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 7:06 pm
Michael took the rag and and wiped as much paint off as he could. He hands the rag back to Norwen and said thank you. "Sit with me?" He asks. Michael smiles up at Norwen and pats the grassy spot next to him.
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 7:11 pm
Norwen sighed and sat with Michael, setting his things down so that they wouldn't be damaged any more than when the boy had fallen on them. "What do you want to talk about?" he asked.
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 7:15 pm
"What do you think of me?" Michael asked looking at the moving clouds. He felt like he was annoying to Norwen but at the same time nice.
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 7:25 pm
"I think you're annoying and childish but I can deal with that if I have to. You act like a spoiled brat but considering where you came from that's probably all you know," Norwen said honestly. "Still, I can't help being somewhat irritated with how you took over my house."
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 7:44 pm
"Wow, umm....i'm sorry" Michael stands up to stretch and sits back down. He looks over to Norwen with a sad face. "Is there anything i can do to not annoy you or irritate you?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 8:03 pm
Norwen shrugged slightly and got up as well. "Probably not but you shouldn't let that bother you. I'm not exactly the most friendly person in the world. Really you should stop worrying so much about annoying me," he said, reaching out to lightly ruffle Michael's hair.
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 8:13 pm
"Okay, so can i make you lunch? " Michael says standing up. He stretched again and smiled up at Norwen. "What do you like to eat?" He asks. Michael looks away from Norwen and stares at the rest of teh meadow. "My father as a great man. He would also a good father" Michael smiles and then turns back to Norwen giving him his full attention. "My uncle could never be better or even close to what my father was" He says.
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2012 7:24 pm
Norwen sighed softly, taking his bag with his paintings. "Yes, lunch is fine I suppose. Whatever you want is fine really," he said, reaching out and gently taking hold of the boy's arm. "That's nice. I never knew my father or my mother. Come along," he said, leading the teen to his place again. "You don't have to worry about your past while you're here. So long as those soldiers don't find you then no one will really care."
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2012 9:34 pm
"Thanks Norwen, I'll keep that in mind" Michael says. Michael smiles up at Norwen and thought of what to cook for lunch. A group of soldiers walk up to Michael and Norwen. They noticed Michael right away and poited their swords at him. "Painter, give us the young prince." The soldiers ordered. Michael hides behind Norwen staring at the group of soldiers standing in front of them. "There is no way I'm going back to that castle!" He shouts. "Your uncle demands your presence and we don't mind killing anyone in our way" the head soldier says. The head soldier walks up to Norwen putting a sword to his neck. "You got that painter? Hand over theprince" He demands.
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