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 Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 7:41 pm
The girl was having a hard time looking her mother in the eyes, on the verge of tears herself. "I never brought 'em over because you were always busy with somethin, you never even care 'bout Silas! Its not just me.. I-Im not selfish.." she sniffles, pouting quite a bit as she looked down to the old shoes that had once belonged to Alice.
"I .. I want to get away... a-and you only payed attention to me once.. once..only once.. i-its not surprising th-that I wanna run away." Moira starts to break down, a few tears sliding down her cheeks. "Y-you haven...havent noticed changes... o-or the bruises I have when I wake up.", She manages to swallow, a lump in her throat forming as she struggles not to just start bawling and the lack of sleep for the past week wasn't helping any.
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 7:55 pm
There wasn't nothing new about it. She had only assumed the bruises were from her roughhousing, and she hadn't brought anything about it up, so she assumed it was something that was just fine. Not to mention that all four children had grown. She wasn't oblivious to the world.
But yet, she kept everything inside her head. Her ongoing rants inside her head continuing for some time, as she contemplated how to explain things aloud without being incredibly hard on Moira. The last thing she wanted to have happen was her exploding on Moira, Yoko having something else to bug her about, and Silas becoming perpetually scared of her.
"Have I ever told you I was too busy?" She asked, hoping something like that would prove her point, but at the same time not being too harsh. "As far as bruises go, I got them myself when I was your age. Fighting is normal, and I only assumed that you were just roughhousing with someone,"
She did bond with a special pair of fighting knuckles after all.
"And you did grow, so did your brothers and sisters, but its not your birthday yet." She added, looking a bit lost by then. Was Moira just that deep into her depressed mood?
But yet, she couldn't wait any longer, she had to. Her left arm moving out, forcing the girl closer to her. Breaking perhaps the biggest rule she had set with herself. Her right hand covering Moira's forehead, as she closed her eyes. Then, beginning to read into the girl's memories. Trying to figure out what was bothering her so much.
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 8:04 pm
Moira didn't have enough time to gather her thoughts when her mother pulled her close, her eyes widening as her own memories started to flash before her eyes unwillingly.
The first few memories seemed happy enough, little blips and flashes of her adventures and the friends she had met, as well as some of the interesting dreams she had. But as the memories became more recent, they got darker both literally and visually.
Her 'dreams' were the worst, varying worlds of light and dark and it was rather obvious when her Third Eye power was active during them, a faint pinkish tribal eye design could be seen imprinted in the sky. First was a rather interesting dream of a future version of Moira in a 'fight club', then the memory of talking with Silas about her getting a black eye during the middle of the night, as well as her brother laughing and talking to some invisible person.
Then the night terror, which was the start of her little sleep, the black cat with blood red eyes attacking her until she forced herself awake, scratches and scrapes all over her body when she woke.
By the time it was over, the girls eyes were closed and she was sobbing, clinging to her hoodie as she tried not to cling to anyone else, trying to remain strong but she was faltering. "M-make it stop.." Moira whines softly, bringing her hands up to her head and gripping her own hair.
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 8:16 pm
By now, things had become that much more clearer. Her hands pulling their tight grip away from Moira as the memories that resurfaced passed away. Syth's eyes remaining open. Dry now, as she finally had some idea of what Moira was going through now. Looking down at Moira. Silent as she pulled the young child close. Holding her tight against herself. Rubbing her back, trying to figure out what exactly she could do now to care for her child.
Obviously, now there was no chance in hell Moira would be allowed to remain somewhere else... at least for a long stretch of time. Sleepovers were fine, but she would honestly prefer it at the mansion. Maybe let Sonnet take care of Yoko during the sleepovers, so no big fusses could happen.
At least now though, she was one step further on figuring this out as she looked down at Moira. Looking at the small girl softly, more worried about her than ever. Lucian getting sick, Yoko with her horrible mouth and blindness, and now Moira with her visions that seem to result in real pain. And what of Silas? The thought of something horrifying happening to him seemed to be more present. Her face jumping away to scan for him, before turning to Moira. Maybe she'd find out if anything was bugging him.
"Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 8:20 pm
A nervous chill came up Markus's back from hearing the voice in his head but he shock it off to reply. "I understand." Giving a nod to Syth he soon backed up a bit wanting to give them some space. He had motioned to Vic but he got a no out of him. With a light sigh from him he looked out the window remembering his own past when he wished to run away from home. That was the reason he wanted to help a bit since he knew a bit of how the girl felt.
Markus seemed a bit lost in thought until his own shirt was tugged and it was his other sons Yoo, Akito, and Akira all wearing worried looks on their faces. A smile crawled onto his face and he knelt down to embrace his boys. "It's ok now put on some smiles." He said in a cheerful fashion.
Bewitched by the tears and the mood that covered the two, Vic focused more on the two. He never knew such things that he saw. Everything at his house always seemed so cheerful and happy that he thought everyone would like that but he hadn't really seen much of the outside world.
Vic wanted to get closer to them but he felt as if his body was frozen in place. He had no clue as to why but he stood there soild like a rock only able to watch what was in front of him. It made his heart felt a tight pinch and it confused him even more. Finally he could feel his body able to move but he didn't move towards the mother and daughter, he went running back to his own 'mother'. Clinging onto his leg, he gave a frown and hid his face away from everyone.
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 8:22 pm
"I-I could never find you.." She sobs quietly, leaning against her mother. "I-I cant sleep at home.." Moira whispers before sniffling, remembering that she was able to sleep without pain in the dorms, though now she wondered if it was because of that ..that thing that her brother talked to. "I-I wanna s-spend the night with them.." she whispers, meaning Markus, Vic and the gang. "I wanna be somewhere happy."
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 9:22 pm
Ialu had slipped away from his Mama, totally convinced he had sneaked away (not that Anastaija couldn’t totally track his scent everywhere). He wanted another one of those “cara-maples” because its sweet, sweet taste just haunted his taste buds. Sure, he knew it was sugary, but that was the point. Sugary delights were usually kept FAR away from his reach, which was a pain to his Mama, he knew, ‘cause she had a sweet tooth for mint chocolate chip ice cream. Unfortunately, she came home one day to see a green clown smear across his face and the wonderful sight that Ialu had painted his own version of the Da Vinci creation on the ceiling (how he got up there, even he didn’t know) using papier-mâché of construction paper, magic markers, play dough, and lite brite. And he even gave his pets a makeover, something that Mint was STILL trying to get out of her fur no thanks to him.
He hadn’t had sugar in about a month so introducing it again to him was probably a bad idea.
What was also probably a bad idea was him pulling at the table cloth to get the treats to come to him. He couldn’t quite remember where the apples were, he was so tragically short he couldn’t see over the table top. And asking Mama to get it for him was going to be met with a swift “Hell to the NO” from Mama. But it was making him kinda sad that he was also not all that strong because it was moving so slow and he was actually straining to pull at it. “Commere candeh..!” He growled to himself as he continued to pull.
He knew of only one thing that was strong enough to help him…
Unfortunately, Playmate had shadow ninja-crept all the way over to Ask (to be more specific, Ask's shadow) and pants him before Ialu knew what was going on. Ahh, the ability to effect other shadows... what he did on their shadow would happen to the person. Just as Playmate was about to really congratulate himself, that annoying TUG of Ialu called his attention and he had no choice but to heed his call. Slithering back to Ialu, his voice crept into Ialu’s little mind. ‘You called?' He didn’t care to hide the annoyance in his voice.
“Help meh, pah-lease. Need you to tugga cloth wif meh.”
Another opportunity for mischief presented itself and Playmate couldn’t resist. 'What is it you seek?'
“Cara-maples, pah-lease.”
Since Ialu didn’t specify the strength needed to get such a trivial child’s treat… Shadowy hands on the shadowy end of a table cloth grabbed and tugged---
---hard enough to send half of the food and treats that were on the table flying a considerable distance all over the place. The bowl of jello made an ear-splitting sound against the floor that marked the death of very expensive glass and the goopy redness exploded like a blood bag sending its sugary goodness all over the nearest Meta children that were unfortunate enough to be near its ground zero.
Chips flew out of their plastic bowls, the dip made an impressive white explosion on others in the vicinity, and the caramel apples?
Were safe and being delightfully pampered by Ialu who nommed on one after the other as he sat under the table shamelessly enjoying himself.
And where was Anastaija?
Eavesdropping like the little half-bandit she was. Oh, that was so sad… Seriously, if you couldn’t take care of so many children, you really shouldn’t have that many. Because one or more always get neglected. It was hella nice of that (FFFFF-droolworthy!) polite young gentleman with the child that smelled startlingly similar to Ialu to offer his home even though it was obvious he had many little’uns to look after on his own. Hell, Anastaija owned a big house… she could offer little Moira sanctuary if that’s all she wanted, she could rent.
But that idea was shattered as soon as that heavy a** glass hit the floor, which made Anastaija’s tail poof comically (though this was no laughing matter). Like any sensible person, she whipped her head to see just what the hell fell--- just in time to have white j**z dip spray all over her chest and some of her chin. “FuddaGUK!?” She swore in gibberish (yes, it’s a language amongst her friends). Just who in their ever loving mind--- Wait, what was Ialu doing? And why did have that platter of caramel apples in his… … It didn’t take long for Ana to connect the dots, to which she could only sigh heavily as her ears laid flat against her head. Ugh… How embarrassing…
And shameless Ialu didn’t seem to mind or understand the chaos as he went over to the nearest little Meta he saw. “Cara-maple?” He said with a friendly smile as he held it out for Silas to grab.
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 9:53 pm
Just as he commented that he didn't see the point in dancing he felt his awesome Jedi belt undoing itself. His eyes widened in surprise and then there was the sensation of a breeze where there shouldn't be. How had his pants fallen around his ankles?! He gaped in surprise. And why? .... Ooh he'd been Halloween tricked. Hurriedly he yanked his pants back up and redid the belt. He'd have to do something to whoever managed the prank... as soon as he figured out who was responsible.
At least Kei, River and Isolde were so busy dancing (there was a good side to it he supposed) and only Gavin got the full benefit of his little halo-ed boxers. Speaking of Gavin, Ask couldn't bring himself to look at him. And just stared at his feet in horrible embarrassment, blushing a bright bright red. He desperately hoped he'd look back on this and think it funny instead of mortifying.
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Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2010 12:49 am
The last thing Edmund had meant to do was not include Cedric. As far as he knew him and Aiden were talking about something he could talk about too, but maybe Cedric wasn't interested in music or dancing? Edmund wasn't sure but he could tell the boy wasn't interested. "It just must be the dj's taste in music. It is getting annoying though. Ah...do you like dancing at all Cedric?" he turned to Cedric, deciding to ask him more directly. Maybe the kid was shy...Edmund certainly knew about that. He was a lot better about it now, growing a bit more confidence now that he was a teen, but still had his shy moments.
Gavin didn't really want to take orders from Isolde as she shouted at them to dance, and yet as he peered at Ask... well a light-bulb went off. If he couldn't dance with all the pretty girls, he'd dance with the cute boys too, that would double his chances of good looking dance partners.
Ask certainly fit the bill of a cute boy, in Gavin's mind anyway. But just as Gavin was about to ask him/drag him out to the floor to dance, Ask's pants magically got pulled down by something that looked shadowy. Gavin's eyes widened a little in surprise, and a slow grin crept up his face as he took in the sight of Ask's halo boxers. He felt a strange feeling stir, which was the same feeling he felt when he saw a pretty girl. Huh. Maybe he was like the guys in some of those dirty pictures his mom had, only he liked both girls and boys. Well whatever. He watched as Ask stared down at his feet blushing all the while and man, was it ever cute. Gavin reached out and grabbed his hand.
"Come on Ask! Let's dance." He started dragging him out to the dance floor.
Kei gave Isolde a broad smile as his taste was complemented. "I did actually, before he started being mean. I'm glad you like it, and my taste." He gave a proud preen as he danced. Though as she took River off to dance, that left him without a partner.... He was glad they were having fun and dancing and all but now he was alone. He shifted his gaze over to Ask. Maybe they could dance? But it seemed that Gavin was dragging him out to dance already. UGH. That Gavin was beyond frustrating. Maybe if he waited a little he could cut in and dance with someone, but for now he decided to keep dancing alone, but really well.
A charmer indeed. At Theo's ever so charming statement all Willow could do was let her mouth fall open a little. This boy was so forward, asking her a thing like that. Instead of feeling insulted though, it just made her think that he had guts, and that was something she liked and admired in a person.
"I um....uh!" her voice came out in an almost nervous squeak. How embarrassing. Her cheeks darkened as she because further flustered. "I...Well, you look really cool and...I like your um.." She moved her hand in a gesture to her own head, to indicate his antennae. "So... yes." Why was she suddenly being so awkward? She wondered that to herself as she stood there fiddling with her costume absently. Yeah he was cool and forward with his cute pom poms but geez, she needed to get a grip. "Well, my name is Willow. What's yours?" She asked him gathering her courage into something much more confident sounding. She even gave him a broad smile to go with it, but the touches of the blush still lingered on her cheeks.
Nadia gave a wide smile at having the complement returned. It was nice to hear someone else thought she was pretty too. "Thank you. My name is Nadia? What's yours?" She was well spoken for her age, seeming a bit beyond her years. "Your costume is pretty, what are you?" Having not learned much about history yet, she'd never seen a dress like that.
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Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2010 1:55 am
Oh God, this was probably too good to be true. Willow could not have been any more flustered without actually saying she was out loud, and Theo only grinned impossibly wider hearing her voice crack and seeing her blush darken. Man, was he a stud? Or was he a stud? Because she seemed completely at a loss for what to do with him standing there. She may have answered his question kind of strangely, but she didn't even try to punch him for asking it in the first place. Nice.
The only negative that came from this was that he was now a little bit hyper-conscious of the sissy looking pom-poms that hovered above his head, and they seemed to droop a little in response to thinking it. "Oh. Yeah...those. Well thanks, you look pretty nice yourself." There seemed to be an extra comment he wanted to make to her in return, since he paused for longer than necessary, but somehow he reeled himself in. For the time being. "All right, good to meet you Willow. You can call me Theo." he said carefully, flashing teeth at her once more. And, being unable to contain himself after all, he added one last comment. "You don't have to blush though, I promise I'm not going to bite." Theo laughed after this, looking ecstatic, but it was kind of hard to take him for his word. A wave of relief seemed to hit Adeline all at once as Nadia returned the smile, letting out a rather obvious sigh that she hadn't realized she had been holding in. Maybe she hadn't expected there to be a punchline to the young girl's compliment, but she was naturally suspicious. It was terribly refreshing to realize there were no strings attached to the friendly words, seeing as they were hard to come by at home. "My name is Adeline, and um." the purple girl paused, lips pursed slightly in thought. "...A Victorian lady. Really I just wanted an excuse to wear something big and ridiculous though. If I'm going to stand out anyway..." and she shrugged. Really, why not? It was then that her eyes glance just past Nadia and caught sight of the rainbowy figure coming their way, realizing almost immediately that it was Sorrel. She waved the other girl over once, ignoring the urge to run over and start gushing like an idiot over the fact they had both grown to teenagers.
She cleared her throat, refusing to be rude to Nadia even if her other friend was on the way. She would simply introduce them. "Who did you come with, then? I only got to bring my little brother, who is," she wrinkled her nose, "...not my favorite."
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Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2010 8:23 am
There was a small sigh, a solution coming to her, at least on that would be temporary at the very least. Get her a room in the dorms, she was old enough for one and it'd be a place for hers to have away from home. As much as she might be able to trust Marcus, she didn't want to be letting Moira living in another adult's place. If anything had happened, there would be hell to pay.
"Okay, okay." She spoke, a bit of a smile on her face as she finally figured out what she would be doing, "A sleepover it is, and then I'll make sure you get moved into the dorms," She added, moving to stand up, clasping her hands together to turn to the other adult, "You wouldn't mind, would you?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2010 11:25 am
"D-dance?! N-no Gavin I don't w-want to!" If Ask was blushing hard before it was nothing to the preciously brilliant shade of red he was turning now. He didn't know how to dance, and he certainly didn't want to make even more of a fool of himself then he already had tonight. Why, WHY did he have to wear his HALO boxers tonight!? Couldn't they have been something normal like plaid or a plain color?
And Gavin had seen his boxers and now wanted to dance. Gavin had a good grasp on his wrist too, so there was no way to get away from him (and find that no good, little snot who pulled down his pants; he bet Tall, Purple and Snakey had something to do with it.) even if he pulled and yanked.
There was nothing for it. He was going to be the laughing stock of the whole school now. He just knew it. Clearly, the Force was just not with him tonight.
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Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2010 6:11 pm
Hearing a bit from what Syth said, Markus turned back and approached them. "Of course not. She would be welcomed of course since it seemed my Vic has become friends with her and I'm sure my oth-" He was forced to spoke from his talking as his twin boys pushed their way through to get to Moria.
Both twins wore happy smiles and circled Moira. "Moira! Moira! Do you remember us?!" They both said at the same time. It had been a while since they had last seen her but they still had remembered. A pink haired girl was hard to forget.
Markus was surprised but now he remembered the day Akito and Akira had come home talking nothing but a girl with pink hair. " I guess my other children also now your daughter. More reason for it to be ok for her to sleepover but I really think it's too early to go but she can't stay in normal clothes. I think she needs a costume and I now I can get my hands on one for her. Would you like that sweetie?" He asked looking at Moira.
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Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2010 6:19 pm
Moira stands there wide eyed, in shock that the twins were there, having forgotten that they had blabbed a little about their family to her when they had met during the picnic a month or so ago. "O-of course I remember you two." She smiles a little, nodding as well. They had changed too, which was probably why she hadn't spotted them earlier, then again the two seemed to always be together.
Soon enough, she looked back up to Markus and nodded slightly, "I.. guess.. I.. I mean ..." She stops, trying to think of what she was trying to say, her thoughts quickly becoming muddled and confused, taking her a moment to straighten her thoughts out. "If.. Imma be here for awhile.. I might as well." though after she said that, she wondered if she would have any say in her costume.
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Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2010 6:50 pm
"Good then give me a few minutes." That said the long haired male pulled out his cell phone and took a few steps to the side to make a call. "Yes Victor, it's me. Yeah I need a favor. Are you still at the studio? Good! Can you grab costume in my dressing room? The pink one that's child size. Please hurry and I'll wait outside. Thank you Teddy bear." Making a kissing noise he hung up the phone and turned back to them. "There. I got a costume coming in a few but we'll need to find somewhere for you to change."
As their mother thought both twins took Moira into a group hugs with their wings lightly flapping in joy. "We missed you during our vacation so much Moira." They both spoke again at the same time. Lately they had become even better at talking at the same time but it just showed how close the two really are two each other.
Vic just watched as his brother hugged and just enjoyed the company of Moira. Again he felt that tight pinch in his chest but this time he felt as if he was mad at his brothers for taking all the attention. With a pout he made his way moved to the three, pushing his way through his brothers and embracing Moira.
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