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 Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 1:43 am
Christmas~
The following items were under the christmas tree for the twins, not alot, but enough.
 To share  For Futoeki  For Iteru  To share   For Iteru, For Futoeki   For Futoeki, For Iteru
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 5:39 pm
The great key hunt
Where are they?
Where are they?!
Oh god... If she was late, they'd fire her for sure... And this was a well paying job!
The only thing the risen children could see was the flurry of flying couch pillows, toys, remotes, blankets... anything and everything was being moved in a frantic search for... something.... yet no one seemed to be able to raise their voice to find out what. Simply, all eyes were on the woman... all unsure just what to do.
Thats when one voice found its way out of its owner's throat, and into the air "Whatcha lookin' for?" Futoeki spoke... moving over to peer at their mother curiously... They could help, right?
"Keys..." she mumbled, an object one might think would be access to a car, however, this was merely for a bikelock... unable to afford much more than a bike at the moment, not to mention the woman had no idea how to drive, the only thing keeping her from leaving was a mere chain... "My keys..." Need keys to unlock the bike, need the bike to get to work on time... Maybe she could run, she thought amidst her search. No... there was just no way... the bike cut the time down by a half or more, running barely did that.. then she'd show up at work a complete mess.
Futoeki only had to hear it once, quickly picking up the drive "Keys!" he shouted out to the other children, a few gave a small jump at the sudden noise, but all moved to help... Futoeki ran off at that moment, filled with that childish energy that made it necessary to run every place you were going. "Iteru come on!" he waved his twin to follow him, his partner in crime... It was just natural to have his counterpart beside him, at least at this age. "We need to find clues." he nodded, trying to think back to the various movies about mystery solving... this was obviously a mystery that needed to be solved.
Iteru smiled softly, trying to keep up with his siblings pace. "Clues?" he echoed, nodding in agreement shortly after the thought sunk in "Well... usually to find something, you retrace your steps... so..."
"Right!" Futoeki agreed "Mom came home lastnight..." Futoeki started, drifting off trying to recall the exact thing she'd done "And took off her coat." Iteru finished with a smile. "Oh yeah!" The darker twin nodded, running across the busy room to the closet in front of the doorway... coat coat... "I already looked there." a voice picked up from over a flower pot... Arafel smiled at the two, she'd already checked her coat... and pockets, that was one of the first places actually. But no luck.
"Oh..." Futoeki solemnly shut the door, a little disappointed that their first idea was a dud. "Well... Then she... cooked dinner, right?" Iteru tried to pick the search back up into its previous energy. It worked, Futoeki was perked up in a flash, rushing off to the kitchen...
"Split up~ I'll look on this side, you look over there!" the search began, the twins making as much of a mess out of the kitchen as the living room had become. They searched everything, pots, pans, dishes, the trash, bags of flour... yet... to no avail...
"We searched everywhere..." Futoeki whined, ears sinking closer to his head... Iteru was at a loss, his own ears sinking further "Maybe its not here." he offered. "But where else would it be?" Futoeki's brows knitted in frustration and thought. His eyes moving across the room... "There...?" he pointed, "No..." Iteru replied. "There?" another point... And a shake of his twins head.
"There?" his finger moved again, Iteru went to move his head again but... well, no, he hadn't checked the refrigerator. "I didn't look..." he blinked, watching the excitement spark back into Futoeki's eyes. To the refrigerator! They seemed to call as he rushed forward... no, no, no... aha! Keys! "I FOUND THEM." the voice burst out, forgetting that little rule of "Inside voices" Iteru hurried to see that yes, they were indeed mother's keys!
Arafel was in the room in a second "You found them?!" Ah, releif, she still had time to get to work! "How'd you figure out they were in there?" She never would have looked there, honestly, who would have thought they'd have wound up in the fridge...
"We just went through each thing until there was only one place left!" Iteru answered, grinning at their accomplishment "Yeah!" Futoeki agreed, laughing with his twin as both of their hair was ruffled in praise. "Oh... Simple deduction, my dear Watson, then?" Arafel laughed, watching the befuddled look on her children's faces. "I'll explain it better later..." she smiled, now it was time to go! She hurried for the door, keys in hand, grabbing the other little things and hoping nothing was forgotten "Take care of them Colette." she noted to the eldest, whom nodded, and then she was gone.
"De..duction...?" Iteru blinked, quite curious what she was talking about "Watson?" Futoeki spoke his own confusion... who was Watson?
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2007 4:28 pm
--New Company--
Part One Thalion The small bell chymed as Thomas pushed his way through the glass-paned doorway into the small cafe'. It was nearly five so there weren't nearly as many people about as, say, the morning or after-school hours. A few lingering college students remained, pouring over their laptops or acne-ridden highschoolers on the guy's idea of a 'date' as the poor, unsuspecting girl thought it was just a simple request to learn more about the fascinating world of... long division with a cup of coffee to thank her for her time. Thomas sneered at one such couple and limped his way to the counter. He stood quietly, looking over the menu, every item as always, every price, and reading every little description. He hardly knew why anymore, he came there every day- morning and afternoon, and knew the menu by heart. Perhaps it was the amusement he got out of the young barista's nervious but over-stressed grin as they both stood there for nearly eight and a half minutes waiting for Thomas' order. The small silver pigmey dragon shifted himself accross his master's shoulders, eyeing the tip jar and it's stacks of pennys. Finally, Thom ordered his usal- a large cup of hot raspberry tea and a cofee cake. Not that he ever ordered anything else... but again, the obvious annoyance in the barista's thoughts amused him. Once or twice the young boy would try to short Thom by a few cents only to have that same naked tunnel feeling in his mind as a warning. "My thanks." Thomas said dully as he dropped his change into the tip jar to make room in his free hand for the small plate and steaming cup. He'd learned how to conciel his limp, even use magic to lessen the effects his old war injury caused him but towards the end of the day he hardly saw a reason to- and he'd grown quite good at not spilling anything. He sighed as he took a seat, setting his bag down off to the side and his cane propped up against the side of the table. Arafel It was by sheer coincidence that, as the woman was out and about, she would stop into the small cafe. But today wasn't quite coincidence, no, it was just the same as the other days. Trying to make the most out of a few cents... Money was tight, if that wasn't apparent in her more brittle hair and thinner than average appearance, though hidden carefully under classy and well chosen clothes that reflected a fraction of the more regal side of her bloodline. A larger jacket hung over that, large pockets chosen carefully... She took a spot in the small line, which wouldn't have even been a line had not the man infront of her taken a precariously long time to choose. As she reached the counter, taking no further note of the man, everything went into a very delicate situation, and a very well thought out one. Dark blobs of something unrecognizable folded closly to her head, leaning ever so slightly on the coutner "Uhm... Could I get a water? Just tap..." She asked, trying to raise a polite and cute tone to her voice, which did little to aid the man's poor nature. She barely got more than a aggitated fine, as he turned to fetch the only free thing any store would ever give, and as soon as he turned it was a rather quick bout of actions, nimbly she shoved as many packs of sugar and other "free" condimental things into those large pockets, somehow puling it off with a suprising amount of silence; meaning she'd done this before... She stopped, just in time for his return, and with a smile and a meaningless thanks she moved to settle down in a chair furthest away from anyone paired with a member of the oposite sex, offering only a breif scowl in onesdirection. She heavily settled into a seat, sipping gingerly at the water she'd received, watching the clock for it to tell her when she should leave and set stage once more. Thalion Thomas looked up from his reading-which had only just begun-to watch the little scene. At first it was to simply enjoy the fact that their 'friendly' barista would be a bit sharp with anyone else for a good nine customers after him but his interest shifted with the woman's desperate scrambling for the little packets. He sipped at his tea casually, arching a slow brow as the woman crammed just about all the sugar packets into her jacket then found her way to a seat nearby. "Mmm...", He folded the paper a bit then glanced over, his golden eyes rising up towards hers. It happened- wheather or not he wanted it to. In this case- he did. Just what was her story? Arafel For the most part, she had avoided many of the stares and whispers the action had acheived, it wasn't like it was actually bad... They were free, so really she could take as many as she "needed." Still, the company would have frowned greatly apon it. However, one of the gawkers happend to have the nerve to stare ever so blatently in the respect of eyecontact, something that aroused a much mroe primal responce, tail shifting in her seat on instinct as her eyes rose to meet the 'challenge'. However, she held back any further canine responce. But further than that, for the man's other reasons that were unknown to her, the mind of this paticular woman was beyond complicated; chaotic was an understatement. Memories were jumbled, missing peices, but there at the same time, different emotions connected to different events, some quite the oposite. If eyes were the window to a soul, this paticular house had suffered a tornado's effect. Even through all that, there were several distinct facts, such as the children, the move, the missing husband, the poor living conditions of the moment, and so on and so forth. Thalion Thomas winced slightly, then quickly slammed his cup back down on his plate, spilling a bit on the bits of paper he had assembled there. Both hands went to his temples to rub at them sharply. Silverlorn squacked in suprize, flapping his wings and scrambling all over the man's shoulders, tangling his tail up in the long white hair for a moment. The headache and dragon were calmed quickly enough, a few smaller spells. He frowned a bit, looking down at the mess he'd made, quite aware of the eyes on him now. He cleared his throat and stood himself up slowly, looking around the room much the way a noble might. It was enough to almost make the others in the resteraunt feel dumb for even looking. He had a strange air about him. The mess was cleaned up in the traditional fashion- a stack of napkins. Afterwards he requested more hot water for his tea then made his way over towards the strangewoman...he was curious. "Evening." He said simply, taking the vacent seat. Arafel It was an interesting responce, from her perspective, giving the man a slightly raised brow, before losing intrest. The clock held much more importance to her at the moment, and the water was starting to rise nausia in her stomach, which lead to her cup being delicately sat down on the table before she leaned back to try and take in a few moments of peace without it. Peace was not coming tonight however, as the same man found it his buisness to invade her table. His prospects weren't helped by his general air, the one that had shushed the room already, it made this woman feel increasingly uncomfortable, the wings at the side of her head held tighter, tail tucked some, and her shoulders hunched when he spoke. It reminded her of something way too long ago, and yet far too familiar, her less than desirable history of orphanage and discrimination was brought unwillingly to the surface. So she offered a tiny, awkard, 'evening' in responce out of curtousy. Thalion Thomas glanced around slowly, shooting away any questioning eyes that had followed him to the table. A nifty trick he learned was quite effective on students during tests- the weaker minds of the cafe would suddenly feel that it was very much in their best interests to look away and keep it that way. With quiet satisfaction he turned back to the woman though this time it was quite apparent that he was making an effort to avoid her eyes- obviously not something he tried often. "I couldn't help but notice...." he waved a hand a bit towards one of the pockets. Arafel After a few moments, her mind snapped back to the important task of keeping time, and wandered past him to the clock on the wall again, idly sipping the water again just for something to do in the increasingly awkward feeling of his presence. Naturally she didn't notice the lack of eye contact, if anything it was better that way for her as well. Eyecontact still meant challenge, in her world. There was a moment of silence after he spoke, until she managed something somewhat short and snappy: "..And?" Thalion He couldn't help but note her tension, like an aggrivated old tabby cat cringing back from a hand or a dog snarling from the other side of a kennel. It was quite pathetic- a proud one then. He sneered inwardly but continued calmly, "Well one would assume that perhaps you'd have more appreciation for this coffee cake than I would." He pushed the small plate forward slightly. Just enough to put some emphisis on his quiet offer. Arafel It was possibly more like the latter than he would know at the moment, however, pride conflicted hunger. Basic needs or her pride? Ofcourse, after the weird amount of food consumption, such a thing would possibly just make her ill... Still, whenever did a stray dog as herself deny free food? Pride argued that though, and inner debate flickered across her face as she eyed the food placed before her, until finally, honesty teamed up with needs and won out over pride. Almost defeated, she took the offered plate, and mumbling an equally defeated "Thank you." in return. The kids would like it, atleast. Thalion "Will it be enough?" He offered, though still in that strange almost monotone voice of his. He wouldn't admit it out loud if there was an execution block under his throat- but he had a soft spot for woman. Always did though young ones was an exception...as far as he was concerned until children had grown there was no difference in gender. They all fought the same hormones, the same idiocy, the same rebelion. Arafel Had it been another time, the kindness would have elicited a much difference responce, a much needier one, perhaps a tad more childish, but all around more feminine. Instead, she gave a sudden huff of air, one of those chuckles that ended as quickly as it had begun. "Give a man a fish..." Was the first bitter responce that left her mouth, until that same responce drove her to shake her head, and force out some spill to give a better regards to the offer than half a saying, "The kids will like it." Thalion "You have children then." It sounded more like an observation than anything. He was bouncing the little tea bag around in the fresh warm water, kind of watching the tea bleed into it. "Are you requesting that I...teach you to fish so to speak?" Arafel She nodded, glancing to the clock once more, then deciding now might be good to start packing it in even if she had a few moments left. A few chugs of the water were taken before she left the cup on the table for someone else to clean, not feeling the energy to drag it all the way to the trash, and gather the coffee cake in a free hand. "Children I need to go and get..." she added, but in a much more poliet mannor than any of her other comments. "And... I know how to fish, really, I just don't have the right bait..." She mused a moment over the analogy she'd just provided, but found it satisfactory for the moment. Thalion "Mmmm...", Thomas glanced to his tea, a bit aggrivated it would seem. He'd heard sstories of single mothers and children who hardly got by... quite frankly it made him sick to wonder why there wasn't a father there to support them. He'd always been there for his-..........it didn't matter. He stood himself up after her and tucked the papers under an arm, "Perhaps you won't mind a bit of company from a learned fisherman then." Arafel There was a reason for this one, but even if he braved the depths of this woman's head he would find a rather loose ended story without an answere. Still... Things were how they were, nothing to do about it, right? There was another moment of puzzlement, while she'd rather relished breifly in the chance to get away from the more high statured appearance of her company, he'd oddly wanted to keep along. Strange fellow, then again he probably just embelleshed on her situation and chose to take pity... Still, such a nicer gesture was so far from commonplace. No harm, though, right? "... I guess I wouldn't. It's a long walk, though." She shifted uncomfortably, still debting wether or not she wanted to brave the task of social pleasentries. Thalion "Very good then." Thomas snatched his cane and limped himself along beside her. Even with his limp he hardly looked helpless or feeble- or old for that matter. The only trait about him that even hinted at his age was his white hair- even then it had been white from birth. The namun were much like humans- or elves...perhaps both in their own right. White hair was common for the nation of namun he'd been born into, as was coppery skin and bright eyes. "Now, what sort of profession are you in persuit of then? Surely sugar snatching isn't your only talent." Arafel The limp was probably the only thing that caught her eye, but it was quickly assessed as handled, and therefor not requiring her attention. The white hair was a feature they shared, although hers a touch more gray, he might have been said to resemble her sibling though... That aside, she herself was far more deceitful in her age, over a hundred years now was it? Average for either of her blood line as it was... Profression... That was tricky. Her mouth twisted breifly, "I used to run an adoption center... Not enough money in that." What else was there? Nothing, really... As she led her company down the familiar sidewalks, she scraped her brain for something else of use. "I can do alot of things... I just... don't have experience." She added, "And I'd really be best as lumberjack, or something, I'm good in the forest and pretty strong... They don't hire women, though." The word woman was almost spat out in a vile fashion, and idly her free hand gave a small self-concious brush over her short hair. Thalion "Lumberjack is not a profession that a lady should subject to." He said quite simply. "And while there's hardly enough money in raising children, it seems you've got your hands full with at least two." she did say 'kids'. Meaning...obviously, more than one. "So you've little choice or excuse but to apply yourself." He nodded back towards the cafe, "Did you perhaps consider applying for a more common job?" Arafel Lady, lady, lady. Woman, girl, female. No matter the term used, it made her tense, granted she was a bit more comfortable than she used to, for reasons she couldn't place, but in the end it still boiled down to a hate for her gender. Or the terms that came with it. It took a good deal of constraint to keep from lifting the man up off the ground and tossing him a few feet or so to emphasize her point... But, constraint was masterd, along with a general tired sense. So instead, "I'm not like normal women." sufficed. As for the rest, it followed a same short line "I'm not good with people... Common jobs don't usually go well for me." Not to mention anyone of elven blood, which seemed to have dwindled and trickled down into many bloodlines, roused a great deal of anger towards her. But that was complicated, and not for this man's use to know of. Thalion Thomas couldn't help but laugh, a strange sound coming from someone like himeslf, "If I may be so bold, this world is hardly one to speak of purity in bloodlines or anything for that matter... in all my days in all my travels this by far is the most chaotic and unorganized realm of existance to date. No official ruling company, no noble houses that I've heard of." He swept a hand over towards the street, indicating the world, "I've seen just about every race there is to speak of." He look back down, "Surely there's little pregiduce for any race at a place such as a cafe..." Arafel Ah of all the awkward subjects to reach, they just kept getting deeper and deeper in to her psyche, didn't they? And for once, Thom wasn't doing such a thing literally. "That's how it is now, yes." She noted, softly, at the end of his speech. But boiling point was close, and it only took a few seconds after that to reach it, and the pot spilled over so to speak, letting her open more than she'd normally allow. It just seemed better than beating around the bush at the moment, one of those cut the crap deals. "I'm awkward with people. I had no parents, I grew up in the forest, I only learned some basic educations when I had to put a child through school." She paused, tryign to think of what else to summarize and give away "As for my bloodline, I'm part elf, part were... Granted, that doesn't rouse as much hate as it used to, but there's also matters of a curse and so on and so forth." A breath was taken, casting the man a look for the first time in awhile, waiting to see if the conversation would reach the end of his pity and fall awkwardly silent now. Thalion "That is no excuse." He said simply, seemingly unphased by her outburst. He was mulling over it a bit though, bloodlines for some reason were always guarded dangerously. An elf with a werewolf was odd but not as hated as, say, a mystic and a drow, perhaps an elf and a dwarf- he shuddered to think. "Your blood only tells what you are. It's what you do with what you are that determines part of who you are. Right now you are a mother of multiple- single perhaps. Obviously you've not eaten well yourself, I can only imagine the state of your home and children." He looked over, "If your own pride or pity in your thin blood is punishing them as well as yourself I think you are in need of a re-thinking of your priorities." Arafel "You misunderstand me. It has nothing to do with excuses, or my bloodline, moreso my reactions. Groups of people... Or conflicts, I have varied reactions, most of which arn't suitible for civil living. Either way I still have a job, two infact, I work in the storage department, and really before you decide the state of my house or my children, you should wait until you see them." Suprisingly, she spoke calmer than she felt. Even with the good intentions, insulting the hungry struggling single mother wasn't the best approach. Luckally for them, and the tension arising in the air, atleast from her side, they arrived at a feild. One of those usual community centers, to which a small smile light her frowning face as she gave a sudden burst of energy to get to the fence and look out at the end of a game of soccar, automatically spotting her children... Iteru was on the bench, ofcourse, Colette and Ilori beside him, and the boys; Taikobo, Akira and Futoeki all out in the feild. Thalion Thomas obviously didn't run to keep up with her. He'd not loose sight of her and if he did- what a shame. Eventually he limped his way up beside the woman and watched the game. One child, he could safely assume, he knew to be hers. He didn't assume much farther than that. Perhaps the other...others? Were all out somewhere else. Who knew? "Never did understand this game..." Arafel She hadn't really expected him to, moreso she expected him not to come up at all... But he seemed rather persistant, which was respectable atleast. Or maybe just irritating... "Atleast they have fun." She offered. The game soon ended, and the mix gave a round of applause for the group, drawing the attention of the children. Naturally, her bunch responded, Iteru making some noise to the other two with him on the bench. Colette grinned, picking Ilori up and waving Iteru along after her to meet their mother at the fence, another call back was given from the white-haired boy, to which three others all responded, giving quick waves to the friends that had played along, and then they too were coming over in a rush only children could muster. They all looked rather healthy, much opposed to the woman herself, all six of them. They came around the fencing, and she met them halfway, immediatly attacked in a rush of hugs and rambles about how the day went, only the eldest, Colette, seemed to notice the man that was with her. Thalion Thomas quirked a brow at the number of children moreso their healthy state. Six children...and alone raising them. He looked off to the side a bit, kind of gripping at his cane. He and his wife had managed with just one child, but six? He glanced back shortly, taking in the fact that they were, indeed, well fed while she was thin as all hell. Either way, it was no good for the children either. For once he looked a bit embarassed, maybe disappointed. It was hard to say. His emotions seemed limited. Arafel Arafel, for the moment, had apparently forgotten about her guest, focused on commiting their stories to her memory... Iteru and Futoeki looked the closet to herself, Taikobo and Akira were both human, not looking much like her, Colette another human, looking even less like her mother, and lastly, the furthest from Arafel (Rather than hair color) was Ilori, the small naga girl. Either Arafel was quite a.. busy woman, or that adoption center she'd mentioned earlier had played a part. Ofcourse, her ignorance broke when Colette drew her attention, trying to shush her siblings in light of hte importance of a man after so long, "Who's that?" She asked, innocently smiling. Arafel paused, glancing back a tad nervously, uponrealizing she'd forgotten him. "This is..." Oh dear, she hadn't even gotten his name. Thalion "Thomas Barkhelm." He finished her little introduction, "Professor rather, if you please." He smirked a bit. Well a title was a title. It did well enough to send the little kiddos into awe at his place of employment...though Allen rather scoffed that he fanciedthe title 'professor' rather than 'teacher'...but then again many 'teachers' never studied school for thirty years or even saw a battlefield involving magic....he felt he'd earned it. "Good evening." Arafel "Professor Barkhelm." She followed up, emphasising for the sake of the younger children to get the correct wish of the name. Professor was an important thing, afterall. "I'm Arafel." She answered, looking to the eldest first to go down their introductions. Colettes was first, and by far the most lady-like, accompanied by a small curtsy. "Colette." Taikobo followed up with a bracefilled smile "Taikobo... Bo works too." Next came an unorthodox burst of energy from Futoeki, "Futoeki and Iteru Kyomutentan." He recited skillfully, dragging his much shier looking twin along side him. And finally, the two toddlers were introduced by Arafel with hand gestures to accompany the names . "Akira," She pointed to the boy "And Ilori." The naga. The whole introduction ended with a unison "Nice to meet you." from the children, to which Arafel smiled in a softer mannor. Ofcourse, that faultered when Colette gave her a more knowing look than any other of the children, to which she gave a prompt "No." Futoeki quickly hurried forward, straight up to the stranger, staring with large eyes. "What do you teach?" was the first of a series of questions likely to follow.
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2007 8:53 pm
--New Company--
Part Two Thalion Thomas smirked a bit, very tempted to put on a bit of a show for the little squirts like he often did for his class...then again the woman very likely didn't need her children deciding not to go to any sort of class room again...much like he'd nearly done with the bat girl that he'd had for the span of two classes. "Magic." He said simply, "And very much unlike the carnival nonsense they show on those....", he waved a hand a bit, "Television things..." He hated those things...of all the unessicary waste of innovation and knowlege- a box in which to sit in front of for hours on end and watch 'celeberties' run around half naked screaming at one another or senseless cartoons slapping eachother with found objects...nonsense the lot of it. Arafel Futoeki gave a moment of awe, before bouncing alittle "Mom's really bad at magic!" out of the mouth of babes, right? "Uncles better than her, but she can't even make bread, or anything!" he grinned, as though this were great information meant to be shared with all who would hear. The other children weren't nearly as outgoing, mostly just stood waiting for the trip back home, that and staring at Futoeki's lastest... Arafel, natually, narrowed her eyes at her son's back in an embaressed fashion... Magic and her had never, ever, gotten along... No... never. Thalion "It's quite simple.... it just requires a basic knowlege of the componants of which you're calling. For instance- to create bread you must first know of what goes into making it, then what composes those ingrediants down to their most raw forms- in this case it would be grain- an earth magic, water, minerals like salt and sugar...oils- more earth magic." He waved a hand, "I could go on for hours but magically created bread dims in comparison to the actual thing." Arafel Futoeki listened in ignorent awe, he didn't really know what was being talked about, but it was interesting none the less. "Cool." Was all that came out at the end of the whole lecture. Arafel, on the other hand, seemed to actually pout a little at that. "Simple... yeah." she followed with a tiny huff... Stupid magic, stupid magic classes... granted she didn't remember that period of her life as well as she could, but she still had the same problems she had now as then. "Well, speaking of bread, we should get back home for dinner... and you'll all get some coffee cake as a treat afterwards, tell Professor Barkhelm thank you." A chorus of thankyou followed, as she tried to corral Futoeki back with the rest of the group that had started to walk along ahead of her. "Stop bothering him..." she noted, to which got a whine of "But I'm curious..." Thalion "...", it was...quite a small piece of cake. Hardly bigger than his fist. Hardly a desert....hardly even a snack. "...actually your mother and I were just discussing perhaps a larger dinner at the burger resteraunt just around the corner from where I work." No they weren't...but if the kids got excited she'd not turn it down. It was the least he could do after having watched her sugar scene. Arafel Any old dessert was nice... Desserts were an unheard of thing, all food went to healthy nutricious meals.. and the rent. Burgers, were also rather unheard of, takeout especially... and oh yes, Professor Barkhelm had gotten just what he wanted, the kids all started up, 'please can we please' 'can I get a kids mean' 'will it come with a toy' and so on, and so forth. Arafel simply shot him a look, and gritted her teeth, unsure of what to say at that point. Really, she couldn't if he wasn't goign to pay the whole thing.. surely he knew that... Thalion "It's already been arranged." Thomas only smiled a bit, seemingly having not noticed the look that Arafel was sending him over the excited jibberish from the children, "Afterall, your mother's been company to an old man, it's the least I can do." He chuckled a bit, reaching up to stroke the small dragon on his shoulder who had an equally sly look on its face. "Now let's be off." He turned himself, again ignoring the dangerous look being shot his way to limp casually back the way they'd come. Really...it was the least he could do. The poor woman was thinner than his cane and the children...six of them. Good lord. Arafel Arafel took a breath, givin ghte children a smile and a nod to approve the following of this guy, granted a normal mother might not take her offspring with some man she just met, to God knows where... But Arafel, despite her magic complications, was quite sure she could take down anyone at any point. Probably right, too... that and free food, really, no matter how much pride or independence she had or wanted to have, at the time she couldn't refuse. So she kept behind them, letting him lead, and keeping the group in check, and taking Ilori from Colette to ease the burden of the leggless toddler. Futoeki stayed closest to Thomas, regarding him curiously and inquisitivly, and Iteru stuck close to his twin's side. The rest of the group fell inbetween with no paticular order... Though the other toddler did end up being pulled into Arafel's grasp, settled on her other hip, before they arrived. Thalion The resteraunt was a decent enough one with a good reputation among those Thomas had spoken with. It was a bit rugged on the inside, peanut shells all over the floor in the concrete pits where each of the larger tables sat around a stone fireplace. Western decorations hung off the wooden shingled walls and a quiet country radio station was playing in the background to the many people laughing and going about the simple buisness of enjoying their dinner. There was a large bar towards the back behind a double-door fashioned like those in a saloon. Even the waitors had kind of a western theme to it. There was a large counter to order and a massive bar where anyone could go ahead and put whatever they wanted on their burger right beside the salad bar, an ice cream machene, and a fountain drink machene. "Alright. Order what you'd like. I think I'll have a salad." He lowered his voice a bit, "Sensitive stomach and all." Arafel Arafel nodded, instructing her children to figure out what they wanted, while her eyes moved over the menu. It couldn't be helped, the large 3 patty burger completely inthralled her intrest, god she hadn't had meat in awhile, just tidbits here and there... and a bird in the park, every now and then, that she would never admit to... The order was waited until the children compiled theirs as well, chicken nuggets for Ilori, and Taikobo. Cheeseburger for Colette. And normal hamburgers for the twins, and Akira. All of which were the kids meals. With the order settled, she passed a look to their money, to make sure it was adequate enough. Thalion "Don't even think about it." Thomas smirked a bit, already counting out the bill for the meal, "It was my idea so it's my right to pay for it. Order what you'd like." He placed his own order- just a simple ceasar chicken salad and a glass of mineral water. Seemed his appitite was just about as boring as everything else. Thomas was quick to get his salad and limped himself over to one of the larger tables provided, cheating a bit with a faint spell to strengthen his bad leg long enough to move over the uneven piles of peanut shells to take a seat. On each table sat a massive bucket filled with peanuts- culpret to the shell-ridden floor. Arafel The mixed couldn't say she wasn't releived, so rather she said nothing, instead finished getting her order and helping the group settle their meals, which all in all took a bit of back and forth between the table Thomas had chosen for them, especially with offloading toddlers into approprite seating, until finally everyone was settled in and Arafel returned last with her food, smiling slightly. "Thankyou." She added poleitly, and genuinly, as she sat, "Tell him thankyou." She added, which again erupted in all the children saying thanks, before eagerly digging into their treat. Arafel was slower than them, naturally, if you ate too much too fast after eating nothing at all for a bit, the results didn't bode in one's favor, but the slow bites were enough to eleicit a responce, a strange responce, considering. It started first in her shiftings of seating, and since she'd been the adult she'd sat beside Thomas... Much to her displeasure at this point. More shifting would insue, until finally a shamefully wagging tail managed to free itself from her weight and thud lightly against the seat. Thalion Thomas, for gentlemen's sake, pretended not to notice the tail. It was odd how silent he insisted in being during dinner, picking carefully over his salad, even taking time to glance over each mouthful before he decided to eat it. The salad was hardly halfway done when he leaned himself back away from the plate. The little silver dragon waddled its way down his arm to finish off the rest, still rather neat for a dragon. Seems Thom's manners rubbed off on him easily enough. "So tell me about this place. Aside from this city I hardly know of this world. No government, no nobility. It's quite chaotic.' Arafel Granted, the children would be children in their eating mannorisms, though behaived fairly well with an occassional name shout out from their overseeing mother. One might try and make a peanut-man, or blow the paper off the straw at their sibling... All was stopped under the simple threatning call of a name though. Such a grand tool the name was. Arafel herself did her best to follow suit in Thom's mannorisms, eat slow, eat dignified... But oh how she wanted to just rip the ever so juicy meat apart and devlower it in a loud and sloppy mannor. Oh but that would be ever so bad... Still, the whole dinner (aside from keeping children in line) she struggled with this feat, and in the end the hamburger was finished and left the mixed breed with the look of utmost satisfaction on her face. Infact, it vaugly resembled that 'I just had great sex' look. "Hm? Government..." Arafel took a second or two to try and figure out what he was asking, before smiling slightly "Uhm. Gaia on a whole has been through alot, really, I think Gambino was one of the first, atleast to settle, he has alot of fancy parties and he's really rich... There's been a big fiasco with the whole thing though, I'm not too sure what all happend." She gave a small shrug to follow "is that kind of what you were asking?" Thalion "Somewhat. I'm not unfamilar with the whole affair but these few towns are only a fraction of Gaia are they not?" He shrugged, "Many fail to see the grand scheme of their own realms. I was blind until I graduated from the academy. It's how wars grow to be as far as they get... people are unaware until it diectally effects them directally. By then it's often..." He looked to his hand and frowned a bit, "Too late." He cleared his throat, glancing over to the children. Gaia didn't seem to be at war which was honestly fortunate. Children that had to live in a warring environment often grew to be cold. --To Be Continued--
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2007 10:17 pm
Reserved: The early bird gets the... worm...?
Will quote over when I have the computer that has this RP on it. xD
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 3:27 pm
Things have been really hectic here lately... But the strangest thing happend... I just feel so... not me? I can't explain it. Its like the last few years were all a dream... Maybe I'm just overworked! That's probably it. Heh. I couldn't even find my own cups! Isn't that strange?
Either way... I met someone. Thomas. Or... Mr.Barkhelm. Its nice to have a friend actually... I spend all my time with co-workers, or the kids... which both are wonderful. My kids especially, never a dull moment... as they say. Still... Its nice to have an adult around.
I haven't thought about Freize in awhile... I don't know why, considering how much I miss him right now... Its been so long. I just hope he's okay...
The twins... They're doing great. I've got all of my children in an afterschool program now, so I can work a little bit later. Futoeki is excelling in the sports, and Iteru is looking healthier and healthier. Right now he just sits on the bench and cheers Futoeki on but... I think soon he'll be well enough to join him.
Financial is still being a problem... I work two jobs now, looking for something else... but, it keeps everyone fed. I don't mind... Its no worse than before.
Overall... Things are good.
<3 Arafel
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 4:01 pm
The great sherlock
Who was Holmes? What had their dear mother been talking about? The question had remained in their minds for awhile now... And while the woman had explained it to the curious youngsters some, nothing really could set in until they had the full experience...
So, on the way home from work, she'd stopped by the nearest library and snagged a couple of books, the full version and the children's, accompanied by the movie.
The two could barely contain their excitement when she arrived with the promised package, but what to go through first? Iteru had eyed the books longingly, while Futoeki wished for the easier and faster route of the movie. "But the books always better than the movie" their mother spoke up for the more silent twin, not to mention it was true... "So how about I read to you a few chapter, and then we can watch the movie? Everyone can." She smiled, urging the rest of the family to come sit.
The group arranged themselves, Colette sitting on the recliner, Akita and Ilori settled on either side of her, while Taikobo sprawled out on the floor, and the two most interested took a seat on either side of the reader on the couch.
"Everyone ready?" she asked, mentally basking in a moment like this... the time she got to spend with her children was rare these days, but ever so essential... anytime she could, she drained every last second of it. Things like this kept her going far better than sleep anyways. So with a nod yes from the group, she started in, painting a world of pictures through a series of words.
Hours passed, and the truth was, she never made it out of the book to put in the movie... Though not everyone's attention remained throughout the whole thing, Iteru and Futoeki seemed to stick fast to her side... everytime she even tried to intervene, and offer the movie, the two would plead "Nono! Read the next chapter! The next!" and so she'd start all over again on the next mystery, until finally there had to be a stopping point...
"Alright boys, time for bed! We've been reading for hours..." A group "awww..." was given, but quickly dismissed with a glance their way... "Now come on, everyone else is ready for bed but you two." She shut the book, ushering the twins off the couch and to the bathroom. The two could do this part by themselves, but as she turned to leave Futoeki's brain had stumbled across an idea... "Mom?"
"Yes?" she paused, peering over her shoulder. "I want to be a detective..." he announced, ever so suddenly, catching both her and his sibling off guard. "You do huh?" she recovered, smiling "Its a dangerous job..." "I want to be like Sherlock...! And help people, we'd be great at it! We found your keys..." he grinned ear to ear, tail beginning to sway back and forth in the excitement... Iteru's soon followed at the idea... it sounded fun! "Me too!" he announced, mouth full of frothy toothpaste.
Arafel looked between the two.. that was true but... who wanted their little babies to run off after villains and things? It'd be better if they'd said superhero... at least that wasn't one of those potential jobs, that was something one knew they'd grow out of... but a detective of all things... "We'll see..." she smiled warmly "But even little detectives need to brush their teeth" she gestured to Futoeki "And get their sleep..."
How'd she do that? Always worked in brushing teeth and/or sleeping into whatever topic at hand... defeated, Futoeki nodded... the idea of being a great detective still fresh in his mind, he picked up the toothpaste energetically.
That night there was very little sleeping on the twins part, each time one would start to drift off, the other would mention something else... until finally a certain mother had to step in to break up the giggling and finally get them off to dreamland, where the thoughts of grand adventures and chilling mysteries only progressed
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 4:04 pm
Dear Jornal,
My name is Iteru, i am 7 years old.
My mother is named Arafel and my father was named Freize. I have not saw him before, but mom says he is really nice.
I got this jornal for Christmas. My brothur Futoeki and I have ben lerning how to read and rite.
My favrite color is blue. My favrite book is Surelock homes. Me and my brother like him alot. We want to be detektives someday two.
I like reding a lot but I also like playing with my friends and brothers and sisters. Mom plays with too sometimes. My favrite game is red-lite green-lite.
I will rite more later.
Iteru
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 4:06 pm
Dear jorenal,
Hi!! Today mom remineded me and my brother that we had these awsom jorenals! Mine is raly cool so it iterus mine has a sun on it and iterus the moon!
My favrite things are icecrem, swiming, playing, cartoons, orange, Iteru! My brother!
When I gro up I am going 2 b a detektive like surelok holems! I think me and my brother wold b just like them!! We will have lots of advensures and help lots of people
Maybe we will solve were dad went! I think mom would like that! And I'd like 2 meet him 2!
Like this!
Shh! Dont tell her I want it to be a suprise!
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Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2008 2:47 pm
Hospital visit - Reserved
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Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2008 4:23 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 5:36 am
Arafel Back to the familiar waiting room, where the three always came for whatever reason needed... it was fairly convenient being able to return to the same place. Still, no one seemed to know what had been ailing the paler of the twins, so here they were again... while he was feeling down and out of it again, nothing big... just these sleepy spells, probably another cold. So she stepped into the room, opening the door for the two children, and letting Futoeki rush in with Iteru tagging along behind.
"Go play in the waiting area, I'll be there in a moment." She smiled, sending the children off while she went to sign in and explain the symptoms.
Futoeki was first to the toys, digging out some of his favorite and bringing them back to where his more tired brother had plopped into his seat, scanning the room until his sibling showed. Elda-Chan Eden struggled carefully with the door; baby carefully balanced in one arm, purse, diaper bag, and other necessities on the other arm. Mindful not to drop the child, she made her way to the counter to get the necessary paperwork.
This was Kaylee’s 6-month check up, and the little girl seemed to have more than doubled in size. She was becoming more playful and energetic, but still didn’t attempt to talk much. At the moment she was sleeping peacefully, still her favorite pastime, unaware that she’d soon be awaken by the poking doctor’s hands.
Eden collected the necessary papers and made her to the waiting area, sitting just a few seats down from a couple of young boys. Arafel Iteru enjoyed the attention from his brother, though a little tired, that inner boy desperately wanted to play. Futoeki helped that need by getting rid of most the physical strains for the action. Atleast he could play with a toy plane. "Broom~ pew pew!" both the boys made the sound effects, firing at one another, dipping, diving, somersaulting, several moves that real planes could never pull off.
There was a curious pause when someone sat nearby though, just after their mother returned to her seat besides them. She had offered a warm smile to the other mother, giving her two a little "shh" and a glance to the sleeping tot.
Both zipped it, nodding in understanding... You had to be quiet around sleeping babies! That was just a fact... but now they were interested... both wound up staring wide eyed at the sleeping figure. They hadn't seen a baby that young before had they? It was kinda cute... like one of Ilori's little dolls. Elda-Chan Eden smiled broadly at the pair, noting their apparent interest in Kaylee. She nodded to the woman she assumed was their mother, before shifting seats to be closer to the family.
“Hello there.” She said warmly to the boys, but still quietly so as not to disturb her own child. “I’m Eden, and this,” She gestured to the baby in her arms. “Is Kaylee. Who might you be?” Arafel Arafel set back, grinning to herself a little at the boys sudden curiosity... Keeping an eye on them to make sure everything was a-okay, and intervene where needed... it seemed they were fine though, so she kept to herself.
Futoeki energetically replied, tail wagging in light of the fact they'd been noticed "I'm!--" he choked alittle, forcing his voice down when his mother gave him a little reminder glare "I'm Futoeki..." he grinned proudly, "Iteru." the lighter boy in the chair beside him followed, smiling as well. "Nice to meet you" he piped politely, Futoeki suddenly echoing the words as though he hadn't forgotten.
Ever so cautiously, the older boy scooted his way closer to the baby ears picking up in curiosity "Kaylee... She's tiny~... Mom were we this tiny?" he peeked over at the woman, who gave him a nod and a little chuckle "Yes, you were." He returned his attention to the sleeping baby ... Really? They were that tiny? How strange. Iteru couldn't stay in his seat once his brother started edging away, soon toddling after his brother out of habit. Elda-Chan “Nice to meet you too, Futoeki and Iteru.” Eden said smiling at the boys; they were adorable. In a passing thought she wondered if they were twins or just close in age.
“Kaylee’s tiny now, but she was even smaller when she was born.” She told the inquisitive duo. “She was very, very small back then; about the size of a loaf of bread, but she’s grown a lot. And she’ll keep growing until she big like you two.” She paused before continuing, pondering for a moment the though of Kaylee the age of the boys. “How old are you?” She asked them, in an attempt to make further conversation. Arafel Tails wagging, the two peered at the sleeping bundle. A loaf of bread? That was smaaaall! Perhaps it was one of those things that was just hitting someone for the first time, that everyone had been a baby this tiny... "Mom were you this small too?" Futoeki couldn't help but ask. This question seemed to throw the mother off for a second, but then she nodded "I'm sure I was." she laughed softly. "Iteru keep your distance..." she added, not wanting an infant to catch whatever the boy had, if it was contagious at all.
As big as them...? Strange how things grew like that. "We're seven." they seemed to speak in unison that time, as if to remove any doubt about them being twins. "How old is she?" Iteru followed, he knew she was a baby but... how old were babies? Elda-Chan She couldn’t help to giggle at the pair, they we curious and she liked that. People who were curious and interested in the world were someone of Eden’s favorite people to be around, especially children. And they were definitely twins, she decided, they seemed to have a bond that went even beyond brotherhood; it was the kind of thing she’d only encountered before in twins.
“She’s only half a year old.” Eden told them. “So you’re both a lot older than she is. We’re here for a check-up to make sure she’s growing the way she’s supposed to, so that she’ll get big and strong.” Arafel Curious as could be, the two were, almost dangerously so... but that was another story for another time. "A half a year..." Futoeki repeated, mulling it in his head... that wasn't very long at all, not to be alive... she hasn't even had a birthday yet! uncontentiously, he reached forward some... only to be stopped by his mothers voice "Futoeki..." she threatened, causing him to pull back... no poking sleeping children seemed to be a solid rule...
"Thats good." Futoeki nodded, she should defiantly grow up big and strong! "And pretty too? Its important for girls to be pretty." he nodded with that childish innocence. Guys were handsome and strong, girls were pretty.. and.. uhm... something else. He wasn't sure. "We're here to try and solve the mystery of Iteru's sickness!" yes, a mystery, thats what they were here for ... atl east that's how Arafel had worded it to make it sound more fun than it really was.
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 7:34 pm
Pretty sure I have another RP to log, so that'll go here
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 8:57 pm
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