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 Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 3:15 pm
Simplicity, yes - the essence of wonderment, that which Alex sought after and hoped for with every inch of his soul. Something sweet and pure that could explain everything about the world. Something like a melody, this melody.
The initial reaction to the invitation was pleasure - yes... It'd been a long time since he'd been to any sort of club - well, perhaps not so long, considering - but it had been even longer since he'd danced, and there was time for everything to cycle 'round, apparently.
But... But... 'free'?
Oh no.
"Oh dear," he murmured, stopping abruptly and removing his hands from Skittles with a hasty grace. "Oh... free... yes... Maybe later - I--there's something I ought to be doing."
Like making sure Kingsley doesn't get himself killed. And that Oliver gets Asteil out of harm's way - whatever harm there is - without anyone noticing. Oh no.
Oh goody. Now he was being analyzed - it was clear in Vain's expression. Or lack thereof. Yeah, right - just try and get in here, buddy - that'll be one hell of a ride.
Oh s**t - wait, don't invite them in. Remember what happened last time something so consumingly intimate happened? The sharing of mind and body. Oh, how he'd despised the consequences once it was too late. No man is an island, Marks had been heard to say, Except for me. No explanation, no particular reason, just truth.
"Excuse me?" he quirked an eyebrow at Vain, tilting his head to the side, "We bringing the kiddies or are you thinking you've found a competent babysitter?" he shook his head with a snort, "Good luck with that."
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 3:43 pm
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 3:50 pm
Marks snorted, a clear indication of his opinion on Rob's capability to handle anything. Sure the kid was interested - when was the last time he'd passed someone by? Hell, Marks did everything short of murder to deter the little moron's insistent interest in him and that didn't work.
...Yeah, he was being bitchy. At least he was keeping it inside. Kinda. Fscking--
"What, you trying to get me drunk?" he asked, covering the inner conflict with a smirk.
Trying to smile, Alex winced a little and rubbed the back of his neck in a guilty sort of way, "No--I can't bring them along because -- I don't know where they are." Which was the point with one and the problem with the other. How could he forget? "I--I came out to look for someone--can't believe I got so distracted," he shook his head, looking at the floor in growing consternation.
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 4:05 pm
"If I got you drunk, I think you would be twice as more bitchy then now so no. I rather not see you drunk," Vain replied amused by the snort. "I just want to find a bar and have a few drinks."
Perhaps it would f*ck relax the demon. So he was jumping to conclusions ever sentence. Did his mother teach him manners?
"What kind of trouble can they get in to? I'm sure they are fine." Was this why Alex seemed to insecure? Always apologizing when someone argued with him? "Maybe you need a nice break? It looks like your a little over driven." Was he that much of a distraction? Skittles looked down at his clothing. It wasn't brightly colored...
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 4:22 pm
Oh yes, this was turning out to be a glorious interaction. And you do have the upperhand Marks--NOT. Stupid...
"You trying to get out, about and celebrate mortality?" he muttered in vague response, increasingly irritable now and fully aware that irritability was doing to nothing for convincing Vain he wasn't bitching. Enh. If the other demon ever had the 'pleasure' of encountering Three Eyes all accusations of Marks' own bitchiness would likely fly right out the window and start running, but... But there wasn't any Three Eyes right now.
Wait.
Weren't they supposed to be looking for him? ...Whatever.
"Oh God," Alex swore under his breath, a hand going to cover a temple and eye, "No - I... This is really kind of important. I've been taking too many breaks, haven't been paying attention to... To all sorts of things. And--" he broke off, shaking his head and looking apologetically at Skittles. "And there are some very strange things going on right now and a very dear friend of mine has sort of thrown himself into the thick of it and I'm supposed to be looking... for him..." he trailed off and shook his head once more. "Oh dear. I really ought to get back to looking for him."
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 4:30 pm
"Celebrate yes..mortality? Eh." He shrugged his shoulders. More vague response, was that all to this demon? Strange thing was, that he didn't understand yet was why Marks was with Alex. Marks seemed to be irritated by the other, yet here they where together. Though it seemed Alex was keeping Mark's sharp remarks in line. Such a riddle wrapped into one person....he was intrigued.
Poor Marks, likely Vain was not going to disappear any time soon off the face of the earth. WHo know...friendship or enemies. He snickered to himself.
Skittles tilted his head in thought like some strange tropical bird bobbed it up and down a few times. "I'll help you search for him. It help to have one more pair of eyes. I'm sure Vain will help to. " It seemed a reasonable answer to the fox. More people met a bigger space was covered.
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 4:41 pm
Marks, arms still crossed, raised his eyebrow even further at Vain. 'Eh'? That was it? And what exactly was the sound indicative of, anyway? Boredom, if he was lucky. While in others he might not mind a sharp, analytical mind or summat such talents grew loathesome when turned on him...
"What?" he asked sharply in response to the shrug.
A nervous little laugh escaped Alex's lips, "That's very kind of you," he said, truly grateful but still apprehensive about further involvement of other people. Because the likelihood was that Kingsley had done something terribly stupid, now that he thought about it - he should be keeping a closer eye on him, he should! It was because no one had realized how little Kingsley knew himself right now that his friend had fallen into such a deep hole of meaningless aggression and general malcontent. And here he'd been... forgetting. Oh lord.
"But I don't mean to trouble you," he went on, slightly frustrated with himself for potentially rejecting an offer for help - because really now? They probably needed all the help they could get. It wasn't like Marks liked Kingsley, and it still baffled Alex a little as to why he'd agreed to come along... But it was true, the more sets of eyes the better.
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 4:51 pm
"It would be no trouble at all Alex. We need to see more places and I like you and would really like to help you out." Skittles swung his feet. "Besides maybe we'll run into the pack leader or the friend our looking for can help us out. "
Vain looked pointy at Marks, crossing his arms and laughed. "Does it bother you?" He answered the same cryptic way Marks had been.
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 5:08 pm
"Mmm," said Alex indistinctly with a slight nod. "It's - it's really appreciated. Really. Ah..." he shook his head, "Oh, you don't even know what he looks like! Here--" stretching out his hand to Skittles, he looked straight into the boy's eyes.
"I'm... going to... 'describe' him to you... if that's all right," he tried to explain. All these strange things, strange adaptations to a new world - yet some things always remained the same. Or at least with Kingsley in tow that seemed to be the case. Despite the fact that they were no longer vampires, it seemed they were still able to use the powers they had gained from the vampiric blood. For one reason or another. One of Alex's few talents in that area lay in the area of telepathy and so forth, and if he could just imprint an image of Kingsley into the boy's mind - nothing else, nothing more... It was crossing boundaries back into the world he was somewhat eager to leave behind, but how else to most accurately 'describe' his wayward friend?
Marks snorted again, "Hey, you're the one that made the ambiguous noise. That deserves a little clarification."
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 5:31 pm
"Should I ask you what that snort means then?" Vain remarked back. "Since we are on the topic of Ambiguous noises that deserve clarification."
Skittles scooted back a few steps at the exclamation. He eyed Alex slightly distrustful the expression clear in his eyes. "What do you mean describe.." He asked softly. Times like this usually ended with him molested like the time the master said he was going to describe a friend. That friend was not one he wanted to met.
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 5:41 pm
...Okay. Fine. Play hard to get.
"I asked first~" Marks purred childishly, through gritted teeth.
Alex winced and withdrew his hand. "Ah... it's a little odd..." looking steadfastly at the floor, he frowned and tried to conjure the best, least creepy way to put it. Then again, Skittles knew enough about the supernatural - maybe it wouldn't be so frightening.
Maybe.
He'd never been fond of the fact that... that the insight derived from Auspex could be used as an invasion, however useful it might be. "I can... put his appearance into your memory," he said carefully, "If you let me."
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 6:05 pm
"Have a drink with me and maybe I will tell you," Vain replied back looking smug. "You purr rather prettly."
Skittles ahhed "Just an image. That alright." It wasn't scary after all. "That is a rather useful talent Alex." I was he often wished he had a better away to decribe things to Vain.
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 6:18 pm
Marks' upper lip curled slightly, involuntarily. Pretty, eh? That was the kind of word you used for something beneath yourself. Couldn't have that impression forming. Wasn't healthy. Or tolerable. "Think I'm that curious?" he challenged, still a tad less than composed.
"Right, useful," Alex murmured reluctantly. He let out a small whiff of air and made eye contact with Skittles once more, expression soft and cautious.
Reaching forth - or pushing? he'd never clarified the sensation properly - with his mind and a memory, he let fly through the air the appearance of Kingsley, Nicodemus Kingsley this is him reaching he's changed and how this is it's not so strange what he looks like.
Glancing away hurriedly after he was sure the image had been sent, he shook his head so that his bangs fell to shade his eyes. "That's it."
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 7:51 pm
"Eh." Was the only replied to that question. Vain instead watched that lip curl in disgust. Poor thing was loosing his composer if he was giving that much of a hint of his mood. "Have a drink and we will see."
Skittles rubbed his temple slightly dizzy. It had felt weird, almost invasive; well it was invasive to have something pushed into his memory. Now this image of someone, appearing to have about three eyes was in his mind as sharp as if he knew him all his life.
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 2:08 pm
Marks grimaced, "Repetition off to port bow," he muttered. "Why're you so intent on it?"
Crossing his arms, Alex's shoulders and wings drew in guiltily, defensively and, across the room, he too grimaced - perhaps evident of what connection remained between he and Marks. Though surely that couldn't have withstood everything else. Likely mere chance. "I'm--" he choked off the apology, "Did it work?" the question was hesitant.
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