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 Posted: Mon May 30, 2005 8:59 am
This place really did have a gorgeous view. Eidos felt as if the forests was sheltering him, almost, with the long vines and jasmine creeping over the temple walls and the trees forming a barrier before him. Funny, how it was daytime - he was sure he hadn't fallen asleep, and he knew it was twilight by the time he reached here, but ah well. There it goes. Eidos didn't worry himself about things he could do nothing about, and hey, if it kept Mother from calling it worked for him.
"Ahh, her." Eidos was about to finish his thought - that he hadn't been sure whether Zayn was talking about her or Dune - but decided against it. "Yeah, I saw her...is it just me, or does it seem like she's watching us?" he murmured, turning to glance once more at the rainbow-bathed walls.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2005 6:22 pm
"I guess," Zayn gave a shrug and an apolegetic smile. He hadn't really spent much time staring at the lady - it had seemed like Bad Things might happen if he'd lingered in that room. "Maybe she's like a mother hawk protecting her egg... er, crystal," he corrected himself. "I guess we can't look too good forcing our way into this place. We're intruders, I suppose."
Which hadn't ever stopped Zayn before when he was searching for inspiration for his art. It did sometimes mean hasty retreats and dodging of angry people, though. Ah, the hazards of being a True Artiste ^^;;
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2005 8:49 pm
"I don't know..." Eidos mused sotto voce, crossing his arms over his chest as he resumed leaning against the wall. "The whole thing's weird. I know this temple - heck, this forest - wasn't here before, and I don't believe in coincidences." He glanced at the artist. "`Sides, not like we're doing anything, right? Not even really forcing ourselves; just dropping by. It isn't as if we had to climb over walls and tear down doors to get here. If she really prefers us not to be here, I would've thought she'd have done something to make it known by now.
"At any rate," Eidos grinned wryly, "I don't think we're being particularly disturbing. Just no screaming or trying to break through the window, and we should be good. By the way," he stretched forward and his knuckles cracked with six hasty pops, "what's your name? I'm Eidos."
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