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 Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 11:37 am
Kallisto wandered down to the end of the book rack and spotted Grave hunched over a bunch of books.... and cards? Walking up behind him quietly, she looked over his shoulder and grinned, ah they were Tarot Cards. But why was he studying them? Did they have homework she wasn't aware of?
"Is that for homework?" She asked, remaining behind him, a curious smile curving her lips. Shifting so she could take a seat, Kallisto plopped the books on the table and watched.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 10:33 pm
Drokk stopped what he was doing and blinked. He began rubbing his chin and thinking about the things he liked to do. Training was all he could think about, though he thought if he gave it a moment, he could think of something. Then he smiled, thinking about how he liked seeing the music professor and listening to her sing. It was the prettiest sound in the world, and it made him want to dance.
" I like..."
Drokk was about to say it when he suddenly grew shy. It wasn't something he should tell anyone he thought.
" ..ah... I like games.... and umm... making things"
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 10:44 pm
Chuckling Yalitza nods as she carefully leans against the bookshelf "Making things? I wouldn't have guess you like making things. Video games yes, making things no. Guess even tough guys have a sweet side." watching him for a moment she lifts her hand to push her hair from her face "I'm into art mostly, and reading." glancing over for a moment she falls quiet hearing other voices.
When she notice its just two fellow classmates she smiles before looking back at Drokk "So beside training and going to class what else is there to do around here?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 10:58 pm
Sweet side? Drokk didn't know if he had a sweet side, or how making things made her think he had one. He scratched his head confused a little and looked back up towards Yali.
" I mean like um.. banging things with a hammer, chopping wood, shaping metal things. That kinda stuff"
Drokk listened to what Yali liked to do, that sounded like fun, at least it wasn't things that would make your brain hurt.
" Things to do?... other than training?... umm... I.. don't know"
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 11:17 pm
Blushes slightly Yalitza looks away, okay so maybe she was wrong. But she still thought the fact he like to make things he was pretty sweet. Looking back at him she smiles "I see, I guess I'll have to look around and figure out what else there is to do." taking a seat on the ground she pulsl her knees up wrapping her arms around them "So tell me alittle more about yourself."
She could already tell she would have fun around him. Even though he didn't seem the brightest she didn't mind.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 11:24 pm
" I umm... hmmm"
Drokk scratched his head again, trying to think of what to answer. He thought that she knew all she needed to know about him, that he liked training and his name was Drokk. Anything else to know about him.
" Okay, let's see... umm, I like milkshakes, paintball with my castor gun, I'm not very good at smart things, like i stuff up alot. Ummm my skin is red? ummm I want to get a really big hammer someday annnnd oh I'm the tallest in the class!"
He liked that last little bit of information, he enjoyed being big, even if it meant he got hit while playing paintball more often.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 10:54 am
 Grave jumped a mile in his skin when Kallisto spoke from over his shoulder. Stealing a glance over his shoulder he saw who it was and relaxed with a heaved sigh. "Kallisto...you startled me..." He offered, by way of explanation. "Come, have a seat." Grave smiled amiably and indicated a chair next to him, and swiftly moved his satchel from its seat so she could use it. "This?" He indicated the things laid out before him. "No, not for class homework...but I suppose its self-assigned homework." His lips curled into a self-critisizing little smile and he peered at her for a moment before adding, "I want to weild Grimoire Magic someday. And this...these..." he lifted a Tarot card and inspected it in silence. Finally he returned it tot he table before him and shook his head with an offhand shrug. "They intrigued me. I hope someday to create my own deck. How about you? Did Requiem help you find what you were looking for?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 2:51 pm
Kallisto giggled as Grave jumped and smiled, "Make your own? Really?" She looked at the tarot cards curiously for a moment. "He did, a couple things, anyway. I was thinking of taking out a book on Circle magic.... I don't think I did that spell in astronomy very well so I've been wanting to improve." She chuckled self-conciously.
"And if I want to be a Grigori I have to improve my skills with magic. I'm hoping it's not as difficult as I first thought." She patted her books.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 4:48 pm
Grave smiled broadly when Kallisto mentioned wanting to become Grigori. "Ah, that's right isn't it. You and I are both shoooting for the goal of Grigori. Well, I hope to have you at my side, spinning Circles to protect us as I scribble some magic or another into existence." He smiled again, in a far-off way, imagining hoped-for glory of years to come. Eventally he ame ack to himself and shrugged a little sheepishly. "Well, some day, perhaps... but for now, I've got to study all this and see if I can amalgamate what I've learned so far into action. That's the part I've having difficlt with. I just can't seem to remember to use any of these skills when under pressure. For instance," Grave formed a Bhudy Mudra and held it out towards Kallisto. "If only I'd remembered to use this in our Sparring Match, I might not have lost so terribly. Only by 6 ponits instead of 8, mn?" He winked and ggrinned to show he had not taken the loss to heart.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 5:01 pm
Nodding Yalitza smiles before she peeks around the corner, frowning she looks back at Drokk "I should get going, I have to get to Art class. I've miss to much already so I don't want to miss this one." holding her bag close she nods "Maybe I will see you in class, if not then maybe around?" taking a few steps backwards she bows slightly "See you later Drokk." turning she slips out of the aisle heading back towards the desk to have the book she picked up checked out.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 5:15 pm
Kallisto grinned at that, "That's an idea." She imagined the action and glory of protecting that which was dear to them. It made her smile broadened as she imagined what kind of additions they might develop.
She blinked as he held up the Mudra, and chuckled, "I didn't event think to use something other then what we learned in PE, to be honest. I wouldn't doubt that you would have won with such tactics." She looked thoughtful for a moment, "I should probably work on putting it all together too... And the last time I used a mudra - back in class - I ah, didn't do too well. I almost hurt the other person. Kind of put me off."
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:52 pm
"Hurt someone with a Mudra?" Grave blinked. "Ahhhh...I recall, the boundary-breaker, yes?" Grave pictured the form in his mind, not wanting to shape his hand into the potent Mudra when his only visible target was Kallisto. He didn't want to attack her, he rather enjoyed her company. "Well, sometimes..." Grave murmured, a little darkly, his clear eyes wide and staring at some unseen point in space, "Sometimes to hurt is our goal..." He shrugged, trying to chuckle and laugh it off. "I'd rather be ready when that time comes. Remember what Bardane said? If you and I were trapped by an Outsider or a Monster, we'd need to use every tool at our disposal to survive."
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 5:29 pm
"Yeah, that one.... Uhm, I need to develop control. Don't want to hurt allies, after all." Kallisto scoffed at the mention of Bardane, her distaste for him evident. "While I agree with that sentiment, I do not claim to hold pleasant opinions of the man." She sighed, taking a deep breath before she worked herself up again, she smiled. "But yeah, I'd much rather be ready as well. No sense in dying at the hands of a monster... More preferable to come back and surround yourself with those you hold dear." Winking she chuckled, "Or the walls of the library in your case, considering how focused you are."
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 5:59 pm
"Ah, is it really that obvious?" Grave asked sheepishly with a cute smile and a lifted hand tangled in the soft hair at the nape of his neck. "Sometimes I get so carried away..." He smiled and swallowed. "But yes," he said softly, with conviction. He held a hand out to her. "Let's make an Oath, shall we? Both you and I will do our best to be our best. I promise you I will challange you every step to the top to make you the best Grigori this City has ever seen, and I ask in return you do the same for me. The Straightforwardness of the Sanguine and the Criticism of the Melancholy. Is it an Oath you'll take up with me, Kallisto?" Grave's eyes glittered with determination, his normally soft mouth was hardened in a mature line. The entire posture of his body, rigid and forward in his seat, the steady, open hand proffered, the calm deep breaths... Each aspect of Grave's visage showed how very serious he was, how resolved he was to reached his dreams and surpass them.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 6:12 pm
Kallisto merely noded, laughing. Then she blinked, sitting back for a moment to digest what Grave had just said. And Oath? Her small, startled smile spread into a wide, determined grin and she bounced forward to clasp his hand in her own strong grip, her head bobbing agreement. A fire had been lit in her eyes and her entire demenour reflected the honour and resolve that sparked within her.
"Grave, I gladly give that Oath. I will always strive to see you better yourself as you will do in kind. My experience will lend you insight as your wisdom will lend me clarity. I swear I'll strive to see us both to the top." Her smiled broadend, and she clasped his hand in hers and pumped it up and down. "They'll have no idea what hit them!"
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