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 Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 1:54 pm
[[I, uh.. maybe should find a picture for you that could give a better display of M's hair, lol. Not bad for a shoot in the dark!
It's all good. I love those chibis! That's how I picture Faryn as a kid. Except.. he smiled back then and wasn't so melancholy. FOMG Peyton (-snortgiggle at pose) and whoever Elliot is....he's adorable. ]]
Ruehl let the hand go, internalizing the desire to chuckle at Haar's tough behavior. If that had happened to most people, he was sure they would've run around like a chicken with their head cut off while wailing for medical attention. Yet the other acted as though it was nothing.
When Haar made a move for the castle, Ruehl obliged the action and began accompanying him back. "That's fine by me," he replied agreeably. With the reference to Triton as the pair entered the main hall again, Ruehl gave a genuine laugh. "Hey!" he responded playfully, "I have to put up with him daily and you're concerned about Alti dealing with him for an hour? The worst thing that could happen is Triton's enthusiasm actually penetrating your guest's personality."
Ruehl made for the first flight of stairs. "Just... what is your relationship with Alti, anyway? He's so different than... P-" Ruehl frowned, unable to remember that blonde youth's name. "P-Paxton?" he looked at Haar uncertainly and the name came out as more of a question.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 2:19 pm
Of course he wouldn't swim back - he would follow Faryn. But it wasn't so simple and just sialing across some regular border. There were magical boundaries that stopped most people from crossing. The only ones who could cross were... His eyes widened slightly as he realised that the boat would cross - that is, as long as Jillian was in it. He was, at elast in part, a man of that land and it would accept his blood as well as everything it brought. Looking worried, he followed Faryn up the steps to find --- Sayael. Flirting with Dax. He almost laughed out loud at Faryn words, but he was saved having to come up with an explanation by Sayael.
"Why, my name is Ellizabeth. And this hunk of a man is my husband-to-be, Damian," he said in a voice that was a perfect immitation of the sort of woman who occupied Dax's pallace. He wrapped his arms tighter around the other's neck, only just barely containing his smirk and replacing it with a seductrice's smile. "Have you come to join us on our pleasure cruise?"
((Sayael and Faryn clash so much... xD I think, though, that Sayael would get along alright with Muertian. =9 ))
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 2:28 pm
Dax's cheeks were blazing red, obviously trying to strain backwards and away from 'Elizabeth's' hold. "Sto~oop!" the disguised blonde said, voice almost pleading by now. A helpless kind of pleading. It wasn't helping at all now that they had an audience. "How can this be a pleasure cruise if you are the only one getting pleasure out of it?!" He reached up to grab Sayael's shoulders and push him away while wrenching himself the opposite way.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 2:34 pm
"Aww, I'm sowwy," he baby-talked, his eyes now becoming watery and like those of a begging puppy, although they retained a bit of his gleaming smirk. "I've upset my darling... Can you ever forgive me? I've been too bad..." He stood up straight and threw his long, chocolaty hair over his shoulders, hands on hips. "Of course, you could always explain why you never asked us to let you come, Faryn. But I suppose such things are beneath you, right?" He sounded above all annoyed - as if life were just that simple. Of course he would have let the prince on if he had asked, but it irked him that the prince had had the nerve to sneak on board. With a sigh, Sayael reached out a hand to touch Dax's shoulder. With that, the magic that changed their appearance began to slowly unwind until, after a minute or so, they stood in their normal appearances - although Sayael was still in a dress.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 2:46 pm
He was beyond relief whenever Sayael let him go to busy himself with talking to Faryn. So it was true that he had stowed away on the boat, afterall.. as well as Jillian? It appeared the diplomat no longer had a choice about crossing over. Unless he planned to take control away from all three of the princes whom all seemed to want to go, then he was stuck.
Instinctively, Dax flinched when the Prince of Darkness touched him, but when he felt his hair fall back to original length, a grin spread over his lips. "He's already here, Sayael," he said. "There's not really a whole lot that can be done now.. Unless, of course.." He tapped his chin with a single finger. "You're wanting to throw him overboard."
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 2:49 pm
[[Faryn's expression at 'pleasure cruise' might look like this: here LOL]]
The Death prince was more than shocked at the inquiry about a 'pleasure cruise.' What the frick was that supposed to be? It disgusted him to think.. to even imagine it-- and thus, he forced himself not to.
The minor quarrel between the two in disguise was a rather confusing sight as the 'man' was so flustered by the 'woman' and then... HOW did that woman know his name?!
Much was explained without words as Sayael and Dax returned to their usual states. Faryn rolled his eyes. "Why yes, asking anything of you would be far below me. Seeing as you--" Taking in the sight of the dress remaining, the prince felt as though he wanted to smile... though... he didn't. "Aren't quite manly enough to carry anything out properly." A sneer.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 2:56 pm
"Manlier than you. At least I don't look like a woman when I'm not in disguise," he retorted. He reached over to one of the packs, pulled out a pair of pants, put them on and then tugged the dress off, his foul mood from before seeming to have returned. "You know, Dax, I'm seriously considering that... I kinda want to see how good of a swimmer her is." Jillian coughed slightly, but Sayael took no notice other than to say, "Yes, yes, I know you're both coming. But this is my boat, so it's my rules. The first one if that Faryn has to be pleasant or I'm throwing him off," he said, looking like a grumpy child with his arms crossed over his chest.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 3:01 pm
Rules?! How absurd. Faryn followed no one's rules. "If you even think about ordering me around, you can take your pompous, surly a** and hoist it into the hold for the rest of the trip. And I do not look like a woman. At all. I don't have a stupid feather in my hair," he responded irrately.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 3:08 pm
Jillian, who for once seemed to have lost his usual calmness, stepped between them. "This bickering is pointless. If you could stop it, we could all think. After all, do you three have any plans for what you're going to do after you reach the other nation? I have heard Sayael's speach on wanting to be free and find something new, but I doubt you'll find that place as pleasant as you want it to be..."
Sayael looked up, his expression of scorn and annnoyance replaced by surprise. "Jillian, you've been there?" he asked curiously, half wondering why the other had never mentioned anything of the sort.
The other sighed and then nodded, looking as if he was saying all this against his better judgement. "Yes... I have. I was... well, I was born there," he murmured with a slight shrug.
((By the way, I still don't have a name for the other nation. xD And, come to think of it, the regular nation is just 'The Nation.' I suppose the seven kingdoms could never agree on a name. =9
Ah, yes, and not to be a bother, but... Rosy? I love him too much to forget him. ;A; ))
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 3:17 pm
SonataBlue Ruehl let the hand go, internalizing the desire to chuckle at Haar's tough behavior. If that had happened to most people, he was sure they would've run around like a chicken with their head cut off while wailing for medical attention. Yet the other acted as though it was nothing.
When Haar made a move for the castle, Ruehl obliged the action and began accompanying him back. "That's fine by me," he replied agreeably. With the reference to Triton as the pair entered the main hall again, Ruehl gave a genuine laugh. "Hey!" he responded playfully, "I have to put up with him daily and you're concerned about Alti dealing with him for an hour? The worst thing that could happen is Triton's enthusiasm actually penetrating your guest's personality."
Ruehl made for the first flight of stairs. "Just... what is your relationship with Alti, anyway? He's so different than... P-" Ruehl frowned, unable to remember that blonde youth's name. "P-Paxton?" he looked at Haar uncertainly and the name came out as more of a question.
Flexing his cut hand, Haar kept the faint smile on his face as he continued, "Alti? He's..." What was Alti anyhow? "Why do you ask?" He questioned with a puzzled expression. While the prince thought up an answer he could in turn make up some good excuse for having the foreign teen still around...
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 3:23 pm
[[Sorry... I can't. I can only do posts... like on inspiration or they totally suck. And I'm not going to suck at posting for Muertian because I like his character too much. ]]
MEANWHILE ((sorry I forgot))
Triton was enthusiastically leading Alti through the palace. "Ah! And here is the banquet hall! Generals, lieutenants, and commanders get promoted here... Oh! But you were invited to dinner, right, Sir Alti? Shall I show you the royal dining room?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 3:28 pm
((Mmkay.))
Alti looked slightly dumb-founded. His idea of a good time was certainly not being led around by some overly-enthusiastic man who's head was so filled with helium he was bouncing off the ceiling. "... Or perhaps you could show me something else?" he asked. He had tried very hard to keep his annoyance out of his voice, but he had still come off as cool and generally disagreable, as per usual. "I'll see the dining room when I eat dinner," he murmured, secretly glad for yet another excuse to stay - although not if his time were to be spent like this. "Why don't you show me the..." he paused for a moment, thinking of something that might be worth his time, "library. Or the armory."
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 3:37 pm
Dax remembered Sayael and Faryn's meeting in the garden the other day being a bit too similar to this one. Were they going to fight like this the entire time? No.. A fight would be bound to break out sooner rather than later.
Allowing the other princes their room to argue, the blonde backed away to lean against the edge of the boat. So.. Jillian had been there afterall. He wondered if his father, or any of the other royals knew about the boy's birthplace if he'd be as well liked as he was.
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 3:47 pm
Triton was thrilled at the other's sudden participation! "!!" he grinned, "AH! The library!" He gladly strode up two levels through backstaircases and pushed open two distinguished, carved wooden doors that had *firegold doorknobs.
The library was massive: full of books that went up three levels and a large seating area in the center. Two luxurious reading chairs were seated closer to long windows with red curtains-- Malachai and Ruehl's favorite spot, as Triton soon indicated.
"The royal library has been around and growing since Queen Aelycie ordered for it's sanctioning 2 and a half centuries ago. Only members of the Fire Kingdom's royal family are allowed in here unless granted exclusive permission for a time, task, or position. Do you like reading, Sir Alti?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 3:52 pm
Mie-tanuki Jillian, who for once seemed to have lost his usual calmness, stepped between them. "This bickering is pointless. If you could stop it, we could all think. After all, do you three have any plans for what you're going to do after you reach the other nation? I have heard Sayael's speach on wanting to be free and find something new, but I doubt you'll find that place as pleasant as you want it to be..."
Sayael looked up, his expression of scorn and annnoyance replaced by surprise. "Jillian, you've been there?" he asked curiously, half wondering why the other had never mentioned anything of the sort.
The other sighed and then nodded, looking as if he was saying all this against his better judgement. "Yes... I have. I was... well, I was born there," he murmured with a slight shrug.
Wait, what?!? Jillian was from there? Faryn's black eyes gazed at Jillian with amazement. "You're from that place?! Then how did you end up with MY family and in this country? Does my father know about this?"
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