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 Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 5:28 pm
Ovelia let out a painful shreek as he touched her nose "EEeeek!" and her nose rinkled and she nodded to his question. Her eyes looked a little teared up. A little impressed with his strenght, which was probably the only reason she had not started crying yet. She wanted to say thanks but was afraid her voice wouldnt hold her. Ovelia never had dealt with pain good.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 6:35 pm
He looked at her and sat down. His tail dead like. He tilted his head; watching her. Did his touch hurt her more? "Im sorry." He finally said and lent to lick the trickle of small blood forming on her nose.
"If you want I could walk you home.. maybe. I mean.. I dont want you to get even further hurt." he looked at her with a concerned face but then it turned quickly emotionless.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 6:45 pm
Ovelia moved away from him, it was sweet he worried but at the same time its not the first time he tried make her leave. Was her prescense that bad? That hurt her more than the fall had. Not even among the dead-ish she felt at home.
"I can walk myself home, thank you" she said and started to walk up, her foot a bit hurt so she limped some, but she did her best not to show it. "Thanks for everything" she said without turning back. She sounded a bit cold but inside she was sighing. She blinked away some tears, that formed cause of the pain, but they were soon gone too.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 7:02 pm
"Your not walking home alone." He announced and set himself beside her; as he caught up. Quickly he nudged his head under her and lifted her on his back. His large size being able to hold at least two numas.
"Don't stress yourself either." Her tone from before made him thoughtful for a moment. He pondered and then started walking back to the stone building with her.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2007 7:16 pm
"What in the numas world are you doing?" she gasped. She was going to scream but the scream just didnt evolve. "Im prolly twice as old as you, wings to carry me, bright so Im seen by - by- " her words died out for a moment "and you dont think I can take myself home?" she just added, her more sincere side taking over, causing her pretty face to look more strict and annoyed. Rinkled eyebrows. yet not intimidating. More like if she tried to model for a pinup numa magazine.
"Oh my numa" she said as she saw him carrying her back to the stone building. "You lied" she whispered, sure he was going to kill her now. He knew she was going to die, didnt he say something like that? Her poor numa head was spinning. She probably had spent too much time with Cotton.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 9:48 am
"Not like this your going home..." He said now thinking how she was really acting. When he opened the door immediately he got on hind legs and swung her to his arms. Looking down at her. "I think for now you could sleep here." He softly and gently put her down on the hay. Once he put her down he put the blanket over her.
She was scared again. Why.
"Hey... why are you scared..." He softly said. He tilted his head and sat on the stool. He looked at the empty desk of his. He needed to do more grave stones but it would bother her from the noise and he didn't want that. He slumped his head down and sighed.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 10:00 am
"Eeek" she was swooshed to his arms and she just gazed at him. Letting him put the blanket on her once he laid her down she tried to think. What was he?
Okay, maybe he had not tried to kill her, or wished to do so.. Maybe she did talk to Cotton about pirates and murderers and all that a bit too much. She couldnt help but smile, oddly enough, when thinking of her adventurous sister who maybe lived life more in a day that Ovelia had for the last 50.
"I.. I just dont trust others" she simply said, as to try explain her fear. But it didnt have anything with trust to do, she simply didnt want to rely on others cause in the end, she would be alone. As she tried sitting up on the bed, her hands and arms holding her up so she was half laying down she blew some hair away from her face. It was messy and was easy to tell it annoyed her. "I look horrible she said" thinking thats why he couldnt look at her.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 10:13 am
"Aren't you always beautiful." He looked over at her. His head still on the table. "At heart. Looks could be disbelieving." He tried to smile but his careflessness did not allow him that luxury. His paw gently moved the hair out of his face and now could look fully at her.
She needed much to grow up on. Especially in her heart. She must believe in herself. He thought but then it subsided from his mind. He wagged his tail a bit. His fish sleeping on his tail as he swung it.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 10:46 am
Ovelia watched him. Always beautiful? she thought. Beauty was something you had to work on, according to her, especially at her age. Or her mind setting. "Heart.. what if we dont want to be guided by the heart anymore?" she wondered, feeling her heart ache as she thought of it. "Maybe by time it dies..."
Watching his face as he showed it up. His hair was messy, his fur dirty. Was this beautiful? Was his heart? She couldnt help but think about that. Ovela shaked her head. No. She shouldnt be thinking about these things. So she put up a smile and started to comb her hair while whissling quietly.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 11:09 am
He saw her combing her hair. Maybe she thought she had to be beautiful. He looked to the side and looked at his art supplies. His paws filled with charcoal and pencil residue. His hair and body with some spots of mud-chocolate or soil.
He kept swinging his tail. "Do you have to look pretty? Do you honestly think that?" He kept looking at his older painting with his head still on the desk.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 7:31 am
Ovelia slowed down on the combing. Her looks was the only thing she seemed to have that actually stayed and never aged. Still smiling she nodded after a short times silence.
"Mm.. looking pretty makes me feel good" she simply said and tilted her head in a silly way, her bells beautifully making sounds to it. She thought back on the time, where she used to model for her dear one. "My prettyness is what catch peoples eyes".
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 10:52 am
"I see. Vanity." His words were short. He thought her more attractive when she showed her true emotions. Being obsessed with looks was the other thing that got to him. "Your old no matter how beautiful you look now. I believe your heart is just confused. I know your heart is beautiful, but confused."
His pawed at some paper in front of him. "That isn't what attracts me. Thats not why your pretty." His swung lazily. He didn't much care for looks. He looked at corpses all day. Why would he think about...about looks. It was something for the living to think about. For him. He was half dead anyway.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 10:58 am
Ovelia pondered over that word, silently repeated it. "Vanity"...
Even tho she knew maybe a little of what he said might be half true, she finished her hair untill it looked sparkling again. A little dirty but she couldnt get it all out. She could see beauty in everything but she herself had to keep herself in best shape. You could see her flinch when he mentioned she was old.
"You never seen me anywhere?" she looked up, asking. Not with a curious look or anything, more like stating it. "Beauty is everlasting" she mumbled to herself.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 12:22 pm
"Want to look at true beauty?" Turns to her with a look of cold emotions. "In the morning. I'll show you true beauty." He nodded and blew out the last candle to fall asleep.
When it was all dark. He waited some few minutes before leaving out the door quietly.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 2:12 pm
A bit annoyed that he didnt seem to remember her she layed down again.
The candle was blown out.
At first not really sleeping, she listened to him moveabouts and then noticed him leaving the building. Ovelia attempted to get up but she had an aching headache cause from the fall and her nose was still feeling sore.. Laying down again she realized this will take some serious beauty sleep and before she knew it, she were sound asleep. Wondering what beauty he could be wanting to show her.
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