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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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 Posted: Sat Jul 15, 2006 12:18 am
She studied him for a long, careful moment, before extending her hand in kind, unable to keep a small, playful smirk from sneaking onto her face.
"Bianca Janelle Quinn," she said, softly, just to spite him, throwing in her middle name. But before the introduction had even finished, the smirk had faded back into the careful hackled experesion of caution, "Now, I think it's time for me to leave."
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Posted: Sat Jul 15, 2006 12:24 am
Oh but what's the fun in that? Jeika purred, not quite letting go of Bianca's hand. The night is so young...and I'm...so very bored. He laughed some before kissing her hand softly, offering it back to her before stepping aside. But, if you must, then I suppose I can't stop you now, can I? He paused, his eyes dialating as he smelt someone very familiar to him. His eyes moved over Bianca's form before staring into hers and narrowing some, his senses wild as he could feel his half-brother's presence. You...he rather hissed at the girl. You know Tristian.
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Sat Jul 15, 2006 12:29 am
Her eyes narrowed sharply, and she frowned, wrapping her arms around her waist. The boy she'd met in the hall. The sweet little blond creature, the one so soft spoken, who made Lucius so happy . . .
She wouldn't let her brother be hurt again.
"I don't know any Tristian," she said flatly, dropping every defense about her mind possible, using every trick she'd ever learned to guard what was in her head. Her eyes became as hard and as cold as the gems they resembled so in color as she said, very cooly,
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get home."
With a little regret, and more than a little sudden, protective hostility, she turned her back on JEika, and headed towards the gate.
((One more, that's it, I mean it. >>))
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Posted: Sat Jul 15, 2006 12:34 am
((teehee - Okay, okay...If you REALLY must go. -giggles, clings to j00-))
In a blue blurr and cold breeze Jeika reached after Bianca. You lie...Please, just take me to him, hai? There was a very, very drastic change in Jeika's attitude and voice, an almost pleading with Bianca that he'd nearly never let surface with anyone at all. He's my half-brother...And I can smell him on you. I just want to see how he's handling his powers, because he never was good with them. He inwardly plead for Bianca to believe him, and his eyes returned to the honey brown that they usually were rather than the dialated, eerie, rather demonic eyes he'd let out.
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Sat Jul 15, 2006 12:43 am
She frowned, studying him, hard, for a long, long time. After a while, she sighed softly, refusing to let him see how much the change in him had surprised her. Finally she murmured, eys flashing as cold and hard and unforgiving as the Atlantic in December,
"I will take you to him. But if you hurt him, or even make him unhappy, I will destroy you. There will be no afterlife that will take you, because your body will be in so many peices, so small, scattered so far. Do we have an accord?"
Without waiting for an answer, she turned, wrapping up in the jacket and headed, slowly, thoughtfully, to the apartment complex.
((Night, Meegs. <3 Wana do a first post for us to pick up there on tomorrow at the complex after your wrap-up here?))
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Posted: Sat Jul 15, 2006 12:46 am
((Okitays my luff! -snugs- Sleep well and I shallsee j00 when you returneth. -much luffins-))
Jeika sighed in relief that Bianca was, even if reluctantly doing so, going to take him to Tristian. He shook his head as he followed after the girl, trying to let the emotions fall from him - the emotions that only that meek blonde ever could bring out of him.
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Posted: Fri Jul 21, 2006 6:40 pm
Tatsumi wandered past the cemetary gates, towards an area of trees. He pulled his hat down lower, almost covering his eyes as he folded his arms over his chest. He walked through the small area of forrestry, finding a cold stone bench, sitting on it as he collected his thoughts.
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Posted: Fri Jul 21, 2006 9:36 pm
A girl stumbled out from behind a tree, laughing. That wasn't funny, Greta! she exclaimed, jumping around. She looked over at the boy sitting on the bench and smirked, moving towards him. Hey you... she started, stopping in front of him and studying his clothing. Greta, come here! she called. Another girl stepped out from behind the same tree, holding a largish twig with a few leaves on it at her side. She joined her friend in watching the boy. Chiyoko, who is this guy? she asked, poking his arm with the twig.
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Posted: Fri Jul 21, 2006 9:51 pm
Tatsumi glanced up from under his hat, narrowing his eyes slightly as he studied the two girls in front of him. Can I help you with something? he mumbled in a very soft tone, gently shoving the twig away from himself.
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Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2006 11:24 am
Hey, he's getting mad! Greta exclaimed, giving Tatsumi another quick poke. What's your name little boy?
Chiyoko crouched down and looked at his face. Is something wrong? She reached out and pushed the brim of his hat upwards so she could see more of his face. Don't be sad, she frowned. And don't mind Greta, she's not used to people, especially guys. Chiyoko laughed.
Hey, that isn't very nice, you b***h, Greta said, tossing the twig at the other girl.
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Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2006 1:30 pm
Tatsumi shot a glare at Greta, wrapping his arms tightly around himself. I'm not a little boy, thank you, and my name is Tatsumi... he mumbled, looking to Chiyoko. He sighed softly and shook his head. I don't know why you keep poking me, I haven't done anything wrong.
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Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2006 8:30 pm
Gah. Greta crossed her arms and looked away. You don't have to get like that.
Chiyoko laughed, looking at Tatsumi. Don't listen to her, she's being a b***h today. In a swift move, she pulled the hat from his head and held it close to her. Why are you hiding? Is something wrong?
Greta sat next to Tatsumi and put an arm around him, pulling him close. Yeah, don't be sad... she started with a laugh. Or Chiyoko will go to extreme measures to make you happy.
Chiyoko nodded. I don't like seeing pretty people all sad and s**t, so cheer up.
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Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2006 10:07 pm
Tatsumi blinked a couple of times, shaking his head as he pulled his hat back from Chiyoko, replacing it back on his head. Don't... he said softly, unsure of what to do or say, as he wasn't used to people, especially females. He took a deep breath. Don't call me that.
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 11:46 am
Greta scoffed, looking to Chiyoko. I need a drink, she started, patting Tatsumi's shoulder before standing up. I'm off.
Chiyoko nodded at her friend as she disappeared, quickly turning her attention back to Tatsumi. Don't call you what? she asked, thinking back to what she had previously said to him. Don't call you pretty? she frowned, moving to sit next to him. Chiyoko studied him for a moment before smiling, moving closer so she was practically sitting on his lap. I think you're very pretty. I like your complexion, it's lovely. She reached out and lightly touched his arm, smiling warmly.
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 4:55 pm
Tatsumi winced as her hand was placed on his arm. He quickly glanced to the side so that his bright green eyes barely made contact with her very blue ones. He looked back to the ground. What makes me so pretty? My skin? he asked, confused.
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