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 Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 7:55 pm
Private roleplay between Trystan/Crux (n e v e r l a n d - - xx) & Faolan/Ziazan (Jynk).
Location: The Grady home at Farstep.
Time: Late afternoon to early evening.
Weather: Fairly pleasant with a nice breeze.
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Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 8:07 pm
Finishing the last adjustment of furniture rearrangement in the front room, Faolan stepped back and admired his newly acquired rocking chair. It would definitely come in handy with lulling the twins back to sleep on restless nights. At least, he hoped so. He turned and sat down in it, rocking gently.
To his left were the identical bassinets, the twins sleeping peacefully within. To his right and across the room, Zia was sprawled out on the couch, reading some newspaper article or other. Elle and Rhian had gone out for awhile, Faolan insisting that a walk would do her some good on recovery. Continuing his rocking, Faolan let his eyelids droop closed in a half-dozing state, completely relaxed for one of the first times in weeks.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 12:56 am
Relaxation would not last long.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Why are you knocking?" A cynical voice almost sneered from behind the door.
A wry snort followed shortly after. "I'm being polite. Polite - the definition of the word is -"
"I dont need another dictionary definition! Who raised you?"
There was a yell of pain and a distant crack, as if a boot had collided with a leg. Or a shin, to be exact. Two seconds later, an aggravated yell shortly announced what would happen as the door flew open to reveal two lanky figures. Grabbing onto the arm of the shorter one, the assassin dragged the his charge in before closing the door after him. In another short few seconds, a mangled scream akin to a cat dissolved into the background, followed by "Trystan, get your d**k out here so I can CHOP IT INTO PIECES!" in a distinctly feminine voice.
Trystan Bishop Chevalier, in all his glory - which wasn't much anymore, with the dull red stained bandages around his neck and the bruises catering to his exposed arms, stomach, and chest, stood before Faolan, arms crossed, an unsettled look on his face. It looked like he didn't really want to be there, more like he'd been running and the only place to hide had been the only place he'd been scared to hell and back to visit for the past few months. Tossing his head to the side, the dark haired man decided against civilized tones and glared coldly at the furniture, like it would melt into a puddle and dissolve if he stared long enough.
Beside him, Crux - who didn't look much like Crux anymore - stood. His red hair was swept back, ears pointed forward in alert attention. His tail swayed lazily from side to side, and his now humanoid body was covered in tight war torn jeans and cowboy boots. A loose black and deep red, now unzipped jacket hung over his shoulders. His black, void eyes tilted in a similar fashion towards Zia and then to Faolan. "Apologies, for barging in like this." He said in a mellow tone, his bushy tail twitching as if he was itching to go to Zia. "Its been... awhile." Almost as if irritated that Trystan hadn't figured out that objects didn't melt under intense stares, he elbowed the man in side. Hard. "Its... good to see you again. Both of you. Four of you?" The pupil-less eyes danced to the rockers. "Anyways..." His eyes lowered. His tail went erect, shuddering every once in awhile, his ears tilted in different directions - one towards the bassinets, one towards Zia. "I apologize again for the intrusion. Trystan is stubborn in his decision against enlightening his younger sister."
"I'm sure the clowns will enlighten her enough." The beaten up man said in a dark tone, before his eyes hesitantly took a look over at Faolan before he dropped behind Crux. "Kill me," He mouthed to Crux, whos scanner glittered from against his forehead. He could already hear the others answer, even though he didn't answer him. Crux just shoved him in the direction of Faolan and the newborns. He would ask later, he would let that be Trystans job for now. Turning his body in the direction of Zia, Crux tilted his ears forward, the hint of red on his cheeks, eyes lowered to the ground. Would Zia not like him, now that he'd grown? "Its a pleasure to see you again, Ziazan..."
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 2:10 am
Faolan stood up, used to Trystan's entrances, but still surprised nonetheless. "What th' hell happened to you?" He stood up, glancing to the twins. "If you wake th' bairns up, I'll kill you, so keep your voice down." He looked back at Tryst, so very glad Elle wasn't here. "You leave fae months an' then show up half-dead. I'm sure there's a fairly good story t' tha'."
Zia put its book down and zipped past Trystan to tackle Crux. "You're back! And you're grown!" It hugged Crux, kissing his cheek. "I missed you. And look!" Zia pointed to the bassinets. "I've got new little siblings."
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 2:21 am
Trystan glanced over at him, his "s**t happened" sort of glance enough to make a full grown demon back down. "I walked into hell." He dead panned wryly. "And I walked back out." He took a look at the bassinets, his eyes hardening. "How old are they? How long have I been gone?" He choked out, feeling like he'd been gone for years instead of months. Turning back to Faolan, Trystan loosened his shoulders and forced a bit of a wry smile. "I'm not half dead. Trust me, I'd look worse than this if I was. There are a lot of stories - if you find any of them good I'll kill you." He twisted his head, the show of a deep gash peaking from under his bandages. "I leave for a few months and suddenly you have kids. I'm sure there are a few good stories there too."
Crux watched Zia carefully, ears tilted forward as the other tackled him. Without hesitating, he caught the essentic, making sure to wrap a hand around him. His void eyes stared back at the other as Zia kissed his cheek. Tail wagging almost ecstatically and giving away his own emotions, Crux carefully played his new, human fingers over Zia's hair before letting them fall away. "Is it... alright if I do this?" He asked in the same tone as before, though he was careful in leaning forward, giving Zia a childs kiss because he wasn't quite sure if going further like his canine instincts told him to would freak the other out. "This is to repay the favor." He said as he leaned away. ".... And because I wanted to." Looking over at the bassinets, Crux perked his speckled ears. "New siblings? Two boys? A girl and a boy?" He tilted his head at Zia. "What are their names?" He asked curiously, tail wagging back and forth.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 2:31 am
"Elle had th' bairns a few weeks ago. Twins. A boy an' a girl. We named them Samhain an' Beltaine, but we call them Sam and Bel fae short," Faolan explained. He looked down, shrugging a shoulder. "Sam was born blind, but Bel's alright enough." He looked back up, frowning at the gash. "D'you need some medicine an' fresh bandages?"
Zia giggled and for the first time in many weeks, it seemed back to its usual cheerful self. "You can kiss me more than that. It's alright." It looked down at Crux's tail, reaching out to feel the soft fur, then moved its hand up to Crux's ears. "You're so different now, but still the same. Almost . . . softer."
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 2:47 am
"Boy and girl." Trystan repeated almost stupidly and sat down on the couch like he'd been hit by brick. "Is that so." He said wryly to Faolan. And then he threw a pillow from the couch at the mans head. "I cant believe you're a father." He said distastefully. "I cant believe you got domesticated. Mon dieu, please dont tell me there are any more surprises." Feeling a bit more relaxed, Trystan blinked his eyes slowly at the question of bandages and stretched his neck with a wry smile. "You wouldn't have enough of it." He said, as if his neck wounds weren't the only thing. "I went home because of him. I swore never to go back there if I didn't need to. Now I'm back, and they whipped me back to how I was before." His eyes glazed over. "Anyways. Enough of that s**t - "
Cruxs tail swished in excitement at the others mention of what he could do. His face didn't show half as much as these strange new appendages. "I can? It is alright with you...?" He smiled like a wolf. "I see, Ziazan." He leaned in, pressing another kiss to the other, as if it had been on his mind for awhile to do something like that. It wasn't as passionate as the ones he'd seen Trystan and Kaosu locked in, but the whisper of him missing the other almost desperately got through enough. Leaning away as the other touched his tail, he wagged it under the others fingers before twitching his ears, unused to being touched there. Tilting his head down, he nuzzled the other cheek and neck and rested his head there, tail swishing in content as the other fiddled with his ears, which twitched and flicked under the others cool hands. "You're still.... alright with me though right? This new body... you like it, I hope?" He paused. "Softer... Is that... a good thing?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 2:58 am
"Anymore surprises? Well... Elle's Essentic grew an' Lee's did, too. They're dating. The Essentics, not Elle an' Lee. Lee an' me was married fae a bit, but only t' rescue her from tha' beast mother o' hers. Got it annulled a month later. She lives next door when she ain't sleepin' o'er at her boyfriend's place." Faolan walked over and gave Tryst a gentle hug. "Good t' hae you home, brother. Even if you look like s**t."
"Softer is definitely good. The metal was too hard to hug sometimes," Zia said, grinning at Crux. "And you got bigger than me again, but that's alright." It stretched out its wings and wrapped them around Crux, not minding the feathers and cards fluttering down from the movement. "I'm glad you're home. Where did you go?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 3:15 am
Trystan listened to all of this with a dry, cynical sort of stare on his face. "You got married again?" He said in a bit of disbelief. But then he shrugged it off, staring at the other wryly. "Sounds like you." He said softly, but his tone indicated there was much. "Lee's essentic? The dragon thing? And Rhian, was it?" He snorted, not bothering to ask about who Lee's new boyfriend was. He'd only met the girl once or twice, who was he to pry? When the other man walked over to him, and gave him a hug, Something pounded in Trystan and his reflexes kicked in. His hands went up against Faolans chest, but he forced himself not to use his full force as he pushed the other away. Subconsciously, he dragged an arm around himself and looked down at the floor, a sudden chill riding his spine. "Careful." he said snidely, as if it was more of taunt to himself. "I dont think I can handle touch just yet." He looked up at Faolan, sending him an almost apologetic look. "Its good to be back... I'm not fully here yet though. And I look like s**t. At least it'll make everyone stay away."
Crux brushed his cheek with Zia's in a canine like way, tail thumping around happily. "I am glad you like it better." He said in a relieved way. He leaned away though, to look at Zia. "I'm glad to be at your height as well." He said, with an almost smile in his voice. "I missed being bigger." He said truthfully, a bit hesitant. When asked about where they had gone, Crux's ears lowered and his tail sagged a bit. "The Chevalier Estate." He answered in an distasteful tone. Averting his eyes, Crux leaned in against Zia again, taking in the warmth to make him forget the protective irritation growing for his master. "After Kaosu left, Trystan decided to go back." He sighed lightly, enjoying the touch of Zia as opposed to the normal cold. "I'm glad though, that he left again. That place is not suiting at all."
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 3:27 am
Faolan looked a bit surprised at being shoved away, but nodded. "You'll be alright again, brother. You're home now an' we're here fae you." He smiled, not at all hurt by Trystan's actions. "Want something t' drink?"
"Why the hell would he do that for?" Zia asked, rainbow eyes wide. "Next time he wants to be with family, tell him to come here and stay with us. Both of you." Zia looked down at Crux's tail. "Does it do that wagging thing on its own?"
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