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 Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 2:32 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 3:20 pm
Yun gave a small yelp as he found his feet and hands no longer on the floor. He was still confused as her finger tapped his nose, the little dragonboy blinking and going cross-eyed in an attempt to focus on the finger. His head shook a little to clear his head as the woman that was now carrying him moved towards the desk.
As she sat down he had already spotted the silver balls, straining against her hold in an effort to reach them until she reached him one. His cloven fingers were quick to clasp the metal ball, grinning as he turned it about with his nose pressed against the shiny surface. He was intent on the reflections in it, instantly captivated by the object.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 10:39 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 1:30 pm
Yun blinked slightly and followed the woman to her bed, lolloping after and around her heels as she seemed to drag herself to her bed. He reached up slightly, his hands resting on the side of the bed, and he peered at her intently, wondering why she had gone to bed so suddenly. She hadn't played with him yet.
Pouting, the small boy lifted his hands and lightly tugged on her arm, his hands falling to her hand which he pulled just as roughly in an attempt to make her rise. Unfortunately it didn't work.
Skulking away, defeaten, Yun sat in the middle fo the floor, pondering on what to do. His eyes cast themselves about the room, his lips soon curving upward in a micheivious smile as he saw all sorts of shiny things about the room. The woman who lay asleep in her bed was now quite forgotten.
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By the time Angel stirred from her slumber her room had been turned upside down. Papers and the pen she previously couldn't find lay scattered about on the floor, the chair having fallen over. Many of the tall candlesticks had also fallen to the fate of the chair, laying akwardly across the floor. Practically all of the shiny things that were in the room had disappeared from where they should have been to be found all in a pile on the pile of fabrics that had previously been his bed.
The weapon rack that stood at the far end of the room seemed to have remained untouched apart from the lowest weapon that lay askew on the rack, a smidgeon of blood on its blade. Come to mention it, some of the papers that lay sprawled across the floor had a few droplets of the crimson liquid on them.
The small dragonboy, the cause of the mess, lay sleeping peacefully next to Angel in her bed, curled up against her side. Part of his robe was ripped, a rectangular section missing from it. On his right hand, that lay against her side as opposed to gripping the fabric of her clothes, was a piece of the grey fabric, tied messily. His head rested on her torso, just below her ribcage. The silvery hair lay splayed across her stomach and some of it tumbling off the edge of the bed.
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 10:25 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 3:21 am
Yun gave a small noise as she moved away, her warm body replaced with a cool pillow. He frowned and shifted about to get comfortable once more, giving a small yawn. In the end the frown faded and he gripped the pillow with his left hand, a small smile taking over his little face as he nuzzled the pillow. It vaguely smelt of Angel, something that seemed to be a comfort now.
It seemed that he wouldn't be awake for some time now, the activities of destroying the room earlier having tired him out. Although, if he did wake again he would propbably turn the room upside down again in boredom until she returned - that and she had moved his horde. He wold have to reclaim it all back again when he awoke. Right now he was down to the business of sleeping, apart from his tail. His tail was gently flicking about, perhaps a sign that it wouldn't be long before he woke. But then again, it was rather hard to tell with Yun.
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Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2006 9:04 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 18, 2006 1:35 am
Behind her sounded a quiet thumping, slow and steady and it made up a three-time beat most of the time. It was the small dragonboy, lolloping slowly after her on all fours in a bouncing motion. Although this time round it was more he was on all three, his right hand not being used and tucked up against his side - almost the way a bird would keep a foot when it wasn't being used. This non-usage of his right hand made his slow bounds uneven and lopsided. His tail hit the floor regularly, keeping his balance, as he followed her at a distance.
Almost as soon as she had placed him in the cold bed he had awoken, the change of scenery confusing him for a while and so he chased her, hunting her down for comfort.
As he reached the stairs he had to stop, wondering who would ever build something of the like instead of a ramp. Ramps were much easier to descend, especially when injured. He peered down at the stairs with their sharp corners for a while before his gaze lifted to Angel whom had reached the bottom of them. A small frown came over him, mingling with the still tired expression he had. How had she descended down them? She seemed to walk more upright than he, a skill he seemed to have never got around to master.
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 2:02 pm
Angel heard the thumping, a bit late, but nonetheless, she turned from her position at the foot of the stairs, fighting the urge to laugh at the expression on the child's face. He looked quite confused, though it took her a moment to determine the source of the emotion. She placed her hands on her hips and peered up at him with amusement. "You can�t get down, can you?" She asked out loud, smothering a chuckle.
She shook her head and started back up the stairs, intending to carry him down if needs be. She ended up on the top step, settling herself down at the top. "Do you even speak?" She addressed the creature, reaching out to gently handle his arm, checking the crude bandage once more to determine if he had started the bleeding with his rather endearing hopping routine.
((Sorry it's so short... Having a bit of writer's block...))
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 1:40 pm
{S'alright.}
Yun's face brightened and lit up as she began to ascend the stairs toward him. He half rose before half heartedly pacing at the top of the stairs, awaiting for her to reach the top. As she settled herself on the top step he raced to settle himself on her lap, gripping her arm firmly with his left hand as he grinned up at her.
He watched her mouth move as she spoke, lifting his left hand from her arms to toy with her lower lip, giving a small giggle. He gave a second or two of babble, nonsense of made up words and noises, in return to her words.
"Arwe blah gake keblah!" he proclaimed before giving a happy little giggle, "Grwaawr! Me sona qe Yun. Rablardo ke be shlaaa!" And then he returned to toying with her lip, it seeming to amuse him, as he carried on with his nonsense babble.
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 8:55 pm
She blinked, almost startled as the child scrambled into her lap. Even as she was attempting to contend with this new weight, he began to chatter, apparently spurred on by her inquiries. The “language,” if it could be taken as such, was nothing she recognized, leading her to believe that he didn’t actually understand a word she was saying. It figured. She had to steal the only dragon that didn’t speak a lick of English. And a child as well! What had she been thinking?
She was pondering this revelation and listening half-heartedly to the babbling dragon boy when he began to play with her lip. She rolled her eyes and batted his hand away gently. She dropped his right hand in the process, figuring that the wound could wait until she had proper medication. She pushed herself to her feet, holding the child in her arms and started down the stairs. She smiled slightly, amused since this position mimicked their earlier predicament quite humorously.
She still couldn’t believe she had escaped the hotel fairly unopposed. Weren’t there supposed to be BSPA goons that guarded against things like that? She reached the bottom of the stairs with little mishap, continuing on into the kitchen. It was as sparse as the rest of the home, containing only the necessities.
A refrigerator stood at one end of the room, its gleaming steel surface unmarred by even a single magnet. Various cupboards ran the length of the room, underscored by a series of low countertops. She placed the child on the floor and moved to the cupboard to retrieve some medicine and bandages to treat his hand properly.
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 3:40 am
"Jeep!" Yun proclaimed as he careered towards the shining refrigerator, his head colliding quite firmly with the hard metal surface. His tail flicked about happily as he bounced akwardly about in front of the mirror-like surface, captivated by his own reflection and the way the light bounced off the surface. He had yet to come to the conclusion that it wasn't another dragon on the other side, but his reflection. He believed it to be his friend that enjoyed mimicking him, and so he mimicked him right back - which led his actions in full circle, the small dragon able to carry out the same routine again and again until fate intervined.
It was then that fate did choose to intervene. He lost his balance and was forced to throw out his right hand to the floor to balance himself. There was a short yelp before the small boy quickly bounced away from the refrigerator to cradle his hand with a soft whimper. He gave the metal surface a frightful look, putting the large object as the cause for his pain.
He wouldn't be going near that thing for a while.
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Flynn MacCumhaill Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 4:12 am
((ARGH WHY AM I STIL STANDING IN A LIFT?))
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 11:13 am
((Because I'm a horrible horrible person xD
Sorry I did not roleplay much anywhere for a while, but I'm getting back into it. Dx
The only thing I really had planned is that they are going after someone who Auren once knew. I think I said he was also another naga. Well anyways, I've dropped some hints maybe but before she got involved in doing what she is now they sold drugs and other illegal things. So she split from that and now he's been aiding BSPA in some way.
I was thinking he would still be involved in the drug business, so maybe she could use that as a bit of a cover to approach him.
You can make up stuff for it if you want. ^^))
Auren flashed a smile and shrugged, pressing the basement level button. "No need to worry about the umbrella. My car is in the basement and our target wouldn't be seen somewhere that would require you to be so barbarous as to trudge through the rain before arriving at the door. Overhangs are quite the thing downtown."
The naga felt the smooth quick rush of the elevator start. Part of her was curious about the dragon boy, but they were leaving and he was not something to focus on. What she needed to do was decide how much to tell Katashi about the target. She looked across to Katashi who seemed to be relaxing after the dragon incident, "You're alright now?"
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Flynn MacCumhaill Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 7:43 pm
His eyes still closed, Katashi nodded. "Yes. I think so. I am sorry." Even the apology was crisp and business-like.
After a moment, he straightened himself up, adjusting the pale grey blazer, tweaking at the oyster silk cravat. There was no detectable effect of all this -- it was impossible for him to be tidier than he already was -- but it seemed to make some sort of difference in his mind.
Once satisfied, his attention turned again to Auren. "As you know, I was placed on this at the last moment. The offices have given me no information on our target. I have simply been told to ask you.
"You have said already that the individual is a naga. What else do I need to know?"
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