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 Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 12:47 am
 COLLEEN XING "I'll take you with all that you are..
Your pains,
Your secrets,
Your past,
Your longings,
and dreams...." ❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ Colleen, still quiet and preoccupied about something else.. Startled upon Saeslin's question.. She looked away while holding unto the flowers.. Out from the Harp's river.. Her mind is focused on looking for Severin.. But then, that would be impossible to do so... Time is running out.. Anytime by now, Lynn would take her back at Vidalia..
"I.." she sighed.. As she stopped from walking... She wanted to go?... "I.. have nowhere to go right now... How about you?" Looking at the two boys, Ivan is looking for his son.. Colleen might accompany them.. But.. if she do.. Chances of seeing him is even more thinner than before..
"Let's just look for Ivan's son.." She held out a force smile... ❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ "...I will take you completely..
Without exemptions..."
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 12:57 am
Young Master Oz Vessalius ((Just posting the whole thing here because I'm too lazy to do two posts)) Angela.Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...
Eoin didn't have to wander much longer before he found Angela wandering around brushing flour of her hair. After a bit of a loud, affectionate, and slightly violent scuffle, Angela found herself back at her dorm, locked in the bathroom with her father at the door whining to be let in to 'give his little girl a bath.'
Angela shouted a few obscenities at him through the door and insisted she wasn't his 'little girl' and most certainly didn't need his help bathing. After a while, Eoin seemed to leave and Angela finally acquiesced and jumped in the shower. At the very least she had to wash the flour out of her hair. It took all of five minutes before she realized how horrible it was going to be to handle all that hair. She promptly hopped out, wrapped a towel around herself and found a pair of scissors. She carefully hacked about two feet of hair off--which still left her hair stupidly long. But she would worry about a proper cut later. She just sort of wanted it to stop tangling around her ankles and tripping her.
Tossing the sodden locks in the rubbish, she jumped back in the shower and finished cleaning up. She wasn't sure what her father was planning, but she was already suspicious of his motivation for having her get cleaned up. He was definitely up to something. And honestly, she wasn't sure she had the energy to fight with him over it. It had been a stupidly long day and she was sort of tired and emotionally drained and he took a lot of energy to deal with.
So when she got back to her room and saw the dress laying on her bed she didn't even argue. His excuse was that the school had planned several events for families to attend for the evening and he wanted her to look nice. It sounded....reasonable. Sort of. Still...that dress.
The top had thin straps and an empire waist--the dress itself was pale colors, with a sheer, floaty layer that was...floaty. And a floral pattern down one side. And a little matching bolero. And strappy heeled shoes.
Why did it look more like something a girl might wear on a date?
Angela felt a sense of foreboding as she got dressed. Her sense of foreboding grew as she and her father walked to the gate...and he made a sudden excuse for her to continue on her own. Saying he had to go find Etienne, Eoin told her to wait for him at the school gate and he would return shortly.
She hesitantly complied, heading that direction without him, vowing she was going to kill him if he was up to anything weird. Approaching the gate cautiously, Angela finally stopped just inside and leaned against one of the posts there, waiting for her father and uncle to catch up so they could go...wherever it was they were going.
Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 1:12 am
 Tarik-Khaldun Sayyid "My only value is not just my face."_________________________________________((Okay! XD I would do the same too and I understand how persistent laziness is. ))
Tarik fixed himself up for a bit. He wasn't sure why. It was just an outing in the city. But he was sure that if he was going to woo a woman, since this was apparently the mission that was given to him by Eoin, he should probably look good. With a ton of cologne to mask his dead smell, and with an extra push on his arms to make sure they do not fall off at all, Tarik was off to go find Angela.
Although he got a bit distracted and got a bite to eat since he was hungry, but he eventually reached the school gates where Angela stood. In a dress that flowed almost like a goddess. "Ah! Angela! I met with your father. He was easier to speak with than I imagined. Shall we head off to the city? I have been meaning to take a look around the city, but there was one time when I first got out of the museum, I was run over by a moving contraption and... uh... had to look for my body parts. Oh, never mind that! I have learned from that mistake." Tarik said to her as he started to open the gate for her. _________________________________________ "My greatness is revealed only when I'm naked."
- Prince Ludwig
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 2:32 am
Angela.Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...
"N-no," Angela said, startled when Tarik appeared out of no where and seemed to be expecting to find her here waiting for him. And he seemed to think they were going somewhere...together. "What are you doing here? I-I'm waiting for my father to...my father." Tarik had just said he'd met her father. Damn him! He did it again, didn't he? "He set this didn't he? He always does this! I have no idea why he feels like he has to interfere with things. I mean, heaven forbid I make my own decisions without his bloody involvement!"
So now her father was trying to set her up with Tarik? Perfect. That was just...perfect!! "I am going to kill him. Definitely." And dammit, Tarik had probably been pulled into this too so she could hardly take her frustration out on him. And look at him. He was dressed up a bit and from the amount of cologne he was wearing, was definitely expecting to go out.
And she felt bad about just leaving him there. Somehow she just imagined him standing there completely confused and unsure what to do. Like a retarded puppy. She sighed. Her father knew this would happen. He definitely knew. And she hated letting him win. Augh! She was going to kick him so hard next time she saw him. And she was betting he was going to run off home before she got a chance to do it too, the b*****d!
"I'm sorry," she told Tarik. "I shouldn't rant at you; it's not your fault. I can show you around if you like--and ensure you don't get hit by anymore 'moving contraptions.'"Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 6:14 pm
Tarik-Khaldun Sayyid "My only value is not just my face."_________________________________________Tarik was confused with Angela's talk. She was making very little sense. So maybe she wasn't as intelligent as he believed her to be. Well, she was far more intelligent than any other woman that he met before, but... Well, she was confusing! She was just being confusing! So all Tarik could do was hold the gate open for her and stare. Just... stare.
"Ah... yes. I was told to meet you out here? Were you not informed of this?" Tarik asked. She seemed a bit put off if Tarik was going to get anything from her ranting."I am certain it is not my fault since... I haven't the clue what fault I am faulting in." Tarik said to her. "But, there are many things I have to learn about the culture of Rosentale. I would like to explore it......... if you are willing, of course."
And at the same time, Tarik must learn the art of understanding women. Which means... he will understand Angela at the best he can! This is difficult. He can read an opponent's movements and predict effectively the next move, but reading women... it felt like a different world. But Tarik can certainly do this._________________________________________ "My greatness is revealed only when I'm naked."
- Prince Ludwig
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 6:54 pm
 Ian & Iván________________________ Iván was very amused by how Cathain was blushing because of his generosity, but he didn't say a word about it, knowing that it would only make him feel more awkward. "Hm... I'm not sure..." He mumbled when he asked where they could look, not sure where Ian could possibly be. The graveyard was the only place he could think of where a ghoul could be, so he had no clue where to go now. And since it seemed like Xing had nowhere to go, he...
Wait. It was him! He spotted his son walking out of the front doors of the school, carrying a bunch of papers of some sort. But who cares what those were, he hadn't seen his son in what felt like (and quite possibly could have been) a hundred years! Without warning, he dashed in his direction and pounced his giant of a son, figuring he could just wash off the smell of rotting corpses later.Ian was just about to go off to one of the events to hand out more wedding invitations when a strange small man assaulted him. Or at least, that's what he thought until he realized he was... hugging him? "What in the world do you think you are doing? Get off!" He growled, trying his best to pry the crazed man's arms off of him without hurting him with his claws. He didn't even know him! What was he thinking!?Iván completely ignored Ian as he released him and carefully grabbed his claw to pull him towards the two he had met in the cemetery. "I found him!" He announced the obvious as he held up Ian's claw, confusing his 'son' even further. "In case you really haven't met my son yet, his name is Dem... Wait. This is a different life. What is your name now?" He asked before looking up at him and gawking at how tall he had gotten. He could swear he was a few inches shorter in his last life."S-son...?" Ian did not answer this strange man's question because, honestly, he was just too confused to comprehend anything at the moment. And then he noticed one of the people he dragged him towards was that woman who attacked him in the lounge. Oh, great. He slowly inched back and to the side, using the crazy man as a shield even if he was... waaay too short to be an adequate shield.________________________
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 7:45 pm
Angela.Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...
"No, my father did not tell me I was meeting you here," Angela said. "Father said I was meeting him here because...because he probably knew..." She trailed off. If she said he knew she wouldn't want to go out with Tarik, that might hurt his feelings or something. "Well he knew I'm really tired and probably wouldn't want to go out but he probably wanted us to...get to know each other better?"
Ugh, what to do, what to do? Now that she knew she was supposed to be meeting Tarik, she really didn't want to go. But just leaving him here would be mean. And...ugh. Besides, he had a good point about learning the culture and it wasn't like anyone else was going to teach him. It was sort of her responsibility. That...idiot father.
But the weird thing was that Tarik was almost asking her if she wanted to go, which was kind of new. Usually he just sort of tried to boss her around. Maybe he was actually making an effort.
Angela gave Tarik a slightly sheepish smile. "I guess he likes you. Um, I guess...well, I was planning to go to one of the school events with my father and uncle but it seems like they have other plans so I don't mind going with you and teaching you a bit about the culture. Did you have somewhere specific in mind?"Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 8:22 pm
Tarik-Khaldun Sayyid "My only value is not just my face."_________________________________________So Angela didn't know? Uh... fail in communication then? Perhaps her father tried to send a messenger that got very distracted! Fail messenger! Fail! At least, that was a possibility. Although Tarik was pretty certain they didn't use messengers here. After all, he tried that one time and the person he tried to get to send his message never did it. "If you're tired, I can always carry you." Tarik said, trying to put some kind of input to show he was trying to listen to this confusing ranting of hers. Besides, he didn't think Angela would weigh very much. "And I am in favor of your father's decisions. Getting to know a person is a great way for bonds of friendships and such."
Tarik waited for a bit. Yes. He waited. He just wanted to swoop her up and just go, but he was waiting for an okay from her since Eoin seemed to tell him that forcing her to do things were not good at all. So he was waiting. However, he was a bit pleased to learn that her father at least liked Tarik. Why is it that Tarik at least could get along with the father, but not the daughter? Isn't it the other way around usually? The father hated Tarik's guts and the daughter usually should be head over heels. At least, that was how Tarik viewed his love life back in the past.
"I actually know little about the geography outside the walls of this school." Tarik said. "Er... how about................you decide?" There. He's even leaving the decision to Angela. He just hoped it wasn't to go to the river to do laundry..._________________________________________ "My greatness is revealed only when I'm naked."
- Prince Ludwig
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 9:20 pm
Angela.Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye...
"No!" Angela said sharply, whirling on him just in case he was going to try to grab him. "Ah...no. No, thank you. I think I've been carried around enough for one day. First Abel, then that weird lizard, then my father. No more carrying." She gave him a sidelong look. "You don't know anything about the 'geography' outside the school? Do you just sort of lurk here all the time? Even on the weekends when you don't have work?"
That was kind of depressing. What did he spend all his time doing?
"Um, come on." Angela grabbed his arm and started to head out of the school gate. "I heard they were having fireworks or something, on this hill near the beach." Oh wait...the hill. That was where she'd gone on her date with Abel. Her expression fell slightly and for a moment she looked crestfallen as she remembered how much fun they'd had and then everything just crumbled to pieces right after that. No. No. She was not letting herself get depressed again.
In fact, she was going to that hill again just to prove she wasn't going to think about and mope over him anymore. She shook off that feeling and smiled up at Tarik--though it wasn't much of a smile. "We should go see them--you've probably never seen fireworks before so I'm sure you'll like it. And if there's anything you want to know about the culture here, you can just ask me, you know? I'll do my best to explain things. I think it's good for you to learn what things are like here."
Because whether he could accept it or not, he was stuck here.Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 9:57 pm
 "Just fear me,
Love me,
Do as I say
and I will be your slave..." Abel didn't know where to look for them.. They suddenly disappeared and he lost on his way back on the right track.. Soon enough.. He spotted Tarik and Angela near the school gate.. Abel hide himself behind the tree..
He couldn't hear what they were talking.. And Angela seems having fun talking with Tarik.. Looking away, Abel slid his hand inside his pocket and took the small box from it.. Once more, glancing over the diamond ring inside..
Lowering his head, this made him realize, how foolish he is.. Angela rejected his intention on marrying her because of Tarik.. This explains this hidden meeting.. And maybe Angela kept on seeing this rotten tissue behind his back!She easily find someone already? The Giant Fetish... Angela replaced me just like that..Maybe he would just stop this nonsense anyway.. Something pains him more and more seeing those two together but Abel shrugged it off.. This isn't him at the first place.. So... she was just... Sighing.. He would go to the Stargazer Hill for the last time.. Though it was the place where they had their good--- No.. rather her fake feelings for him.. Or she was just doing a revenge because of his attitude.. Or being part of team evil..
But whatever it is.. In the end Abel is nothing but a fool.. "...Demon or not.. I will be yours forever.." *exits to the Stargazer Hill*
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 10:41 pm
Tarik-Khaldun Sayyid "My only value is not just my face."_________________________________________Tarik blinked in surprised. She just yelled at him, didn't she? What was this? He did nothing wrong... or did he? He had to read more better because he was apparently failing at the moment. Ah... Oh... that's why. "I understand now. You have been carried all day. Well, that saves my arms work, I suppose." Tarik said. "Ah... well, I try to read most of the time, but... it is a bit more difficult than I intend it to be. I will understand these words soon."
Tarik wanted to see the words of his pharaoh's death with his own eyes. He wanted to confirm it with his own power and not from the words of someone else, no matter who it be. Even if the headmistress of this school told him about the death of the pharaoh or even Ra himself, Tarik would deny their words.
He allowed Angela to lead him out of the school gate and she mentioned going to a hill for fireworks? What is fireworks? He sensed a moment of sadness from her and the way her small body seemed to slump for a bit in a saddened way. Tarik frowned. What is this sadness in his presence? Is this what he is supposed to be reading? He was not certain of this and he did not know what to do but stand and stare. But he knew he couldn't do that anymore. Her father said to take care of her soul as well!
So he put an arm around her and pulled her close and gave her a very awkward squeeze. There. A good smell of cologne and dead smell... Oh shoot. Get back, get back. Tarik released Angela abruptly and coughed.
"Well, I have not seen these fireworks and I will be sure to ask you of culture issues in my mind, but I feel that experiencing it is much more meaningful." Tarik said.
[Exits]_________________________________________ "My greatness is revealed only when I'm naked."
- Prince Ludwig
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 12:40 am
COLLEEN XING "I'll take you with all that you are..
Your pains,
Your secrets,
Your past,
Your longings,
and dreams...." ❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ Before she could trail off with them.. Something flash from the sky.. Seems like there were fire displays from the other side of town.. Looking at it from afar doesn't satisfy her.. Since its her last day at Rosentale..
And those fireworks somehow calls her to go there.. "Saeslin.. Ivan.. can you come with me at the fireworks display?.. I just want to see it before... before I go away.."
Somehow, it pains her a lot seeing those sparkles illuminate at the dim sky.. As if its celebrating her leave from Rosentale.. ❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ "...I will take you completely..
Without exemptions..."
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 1:28 am
Saeslin.Cathain The priests and the friars
They approach me in dread
For I love you still
My wife, and you're dead...
"I believe I shall accompany you if you like" Saeslin said, looking toward the fireworks. He really didn't wish to go but honestly, Ivan had run off to go speak to.....an odd looking creature some distance away. And Colleen still looked upset so Saeslin could hardly permit her to go on her own.
He took off Ivan's cloak and hung it on a nearby tree, hoping the man would find it.
"Let's go, shall we? We don't wish to miss them all..."I still will be your shelter
Through rain and through storm
And with you in your cold grave
I cannot sleep warm...
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 9:17 pm
 Monica Linely
A new school, full of new challenges. Monica had jsut arrived to Rosentale, she was standing outside of the school, not sure of where to go. All she knew, was that she would finally fit in, and was surrounded by people with special abilities also. Monica was kind of lost, not sure where she was suppose to go, and she couldn't fin anyone else around either.
Oh no, what if this isn't the school she thought, even though she knew it was the right place. She got out a neatly folded map of the school that was given to her, she needed to find someone to give her direction. She reached her hand up to her chest, where a necklace in the shape of a key with a rose as the handle was sitting. It was given to her before she left, to keep her family close to her, it felt cold to touch. Monica fixed her glasses and took another look at the map.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 11:04 pm
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