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 Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2005 7:02 pm
Beat Fu and Youriji's LifePlease be respectful to both "pet" and owner by not posting within this thread unless you have their express permission. Failure to do otherwise may result in you and your posts' being reported to the administrators as well as going on DemonTainted's Celibate List.
Thank you for your time.
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 8:57 pm
The Boys-  YouriLikes- Underground music, music, bands, shows, star trek, Topher, and underground music. Dislikes- Butterscotch, obnoxious childeren, boy bands, bleach blonds, artichokes, and pasta Talks in- Darkblue Quirks- British accent  GaaraLikes- Vanilla ice cream, silence, not much else Dislikes- Sleeping, the moon, abandonment, pretty much everything else Talks in- Brown Quirks- oh, you know, only the control of sands... oh, and the DEMON
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 8:41 pm
The "Family"  BeatLikes- Reading, science, messing with the boys, chocolate, mountain dew Dislikes- Boiled vegetables, stupidity, cruelty to animals, peacocks, reality television, and cola Types in- Black Quirks- Furry-ism, insanity  ZhanLikes- His friends, star trek, cookies, Fiore, gaming Dislikes- People who mess with his friends, supremasists, the color puce (sounds gross), and rebels Types in- Darkred Quirks- Prince of the Vampires, golden cross  BanLikes- His friends, the quiet, steak, his shades, and techno Dislikes- fake cheese, being sick, liars Types in-Green Quirks-Werewolf, silence, those damn shades  DonnieLikes- Chocolates, playing, trees, catnip, and high places Dislikes- Sitting still, listening, being quiet Types in- Blue Quirks- Catboy, twitchiness Bern-img pending- Likes- Fires, cushy blankets, reading, watching others have fun Dislikes- the night, being alone, feeling like a freak, yelling Types in- Olive Quirks- Turns into a bear at night
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 8:42 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 8:44 pm
Photo Box (Beat doesn't keep albums...)  A trip of utter fancy. Youri is DAMN short X3
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 8:45 pm
Wee Kidlet Posts: Beat Fu "EEK! NO-O!" Beat quickely grabbed the young boy around the middle, pulling him away from the questionable blob. She was finding this exhasting. Even with Zhan aroudn to help, taking care of a kid and a teen pet was not easy. Especialy since Youri tended to do things like wander off, get into cupboards, and "experiment" with her lab equiptment. "Would you please behave yourself? I need you to be good today, we have people coming over to try and adopt some of the babies." Youri looked like he was considering it, then responded with, "What'll ya give me?" "..." she looked stoney for a moment, then, "You've been talking to Zhan again..." No response from the child. He always knew when one wasn't nessesary. "Ice cream. Later. And one new toy." The kid considered it. He shifted from foot to foot, studying the ground. A cricket chirped, and bird called. Beat could hear Kai digging a hole somewhere. "Okidoki! But I want Zhan to come play with me!" ...This was going to be interesting... Beat Fu So, I did it. I bought him rainbow striped suspenders. Interesting story. See, I don't usualy end up dressing kids. Most Vamp's get adopted out before then, but Youri proved an interesting problem. See, he has a personality, and thus cares what he looks like, unlike babies. This all came about after I managed to blow up a section of the Labs wall. I had thus been forced to go to the upstairs area to wait while the local repair company earned their pay. This had led me to the 'outside', where, through and interesting series of events, Youri ended up covered in mud. When I told hi to go change, he told me he couldn't. Turned out he had outgrown all his other clothes. SO I flopped one of my staller shirts on him, and stole a pair of little boy pants from D (don't ask). Of course, this little compromise wasn't going to work out forever, so I was forced to go shopping. The little kid is a strange on. A pair of capri-like bondage pants with neon blue trim, a seriouly funny blue and black stripped long sleeved shirt, a new ponytail holder to keep his hair back. A couple other tee shirts and pants later, I was sure we were done/ But we wandered past another alternative clothing store, which, co-incidently, and rainbow stripped suspenders in the window. I could tell he wanted them, but didn't want to ask. So, I bought them. What was I thining, spoiling the kid like that. Ah well, he's been mostly good. NOW! for ice cream...
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 8:47 pm
Pre- Teen Angst Posties Beat Fu I am official, honestly, and inescapably the worstest person in the whole wide, whole wide, whole wide world. It took me almost a minut to figure out what was wrong... "Oi, Youri, I have to go out, and wont be back till late, but a couple of clients are coming over, so watch the kids, would ya?" I grabbed my coat rubbing my eyes tiredly. I turned to get the keys when I noticed that he hadn't moved. He was just staring incredulously. "What?" I asked, growing slightly impatient. I was certainly not prepared for what happened next. "I-I-... HOW COULD YOU! I am not your slave! You treat me like I'm some sort of errand boy, did you just adopt me so I could do you CHORES without having to pay me!?" He screamed angrily, voice cracking at the end, eyes getting that about to cry look as he stormed into the door that led to his and zhan's room. As it slammed, I just stood there. I didn't get it. What was wrong? What had made him snap like that? He knew I was busy.. I got a little angry then, until my eyes hit the callender hanging on the wall. oh s**t. OH ******** cussed and swore silently for a moment, then bashed my head against the wall. Today. Was. The. Aniversary. Of. The. Day. I. Adopted. Him. and I had forgotten. And while I would have liked to sit there and b***h myself out, there was something that had to be done first. I walked into the room quietly, looking about. He was sitting on his bed. "Don't you knock? Or do you not care this room is mine?" He mummbled angrily. "You wouldn't have let me in," i sighed, sitting down on the bed next to him. s**t, he was at least as tall as me now, "I didn't forget. I remembered the day exactly you know. I just didn't remember what day today was," lame statement. He snorted disbelievingly. "No, really Youri, I thought it was friday. I am sorry. I just don't think of things like dates. Remember when I tried to go to the bank last sunday at 8Pm?" He looked up, and I can see that while he hadn't actualy cried he had definitely thought about it. "You are a scatter brained idiot." "That I am. I'm sorry, I did have something planned." I reached into the pocket of the coat I was still holding and pulled a pre-wraped gift from it's depths. Blue puppy wrapping paper (There were alot of little kids about). He took it calmly and opened it. He was trying to still be angry, but when He opened it, I could tell he liked it. Balck leather CD case, engraved in metalic blue, his name on the front. "You need to keep those pirated CD's better organized Mr." He finaly looked up, and he smiled softly, "Apology accepted." "GOOD! Then get dressed, we are going out." "But that thing you had to do-" I winked slyly "Zhan can deal with it." I walked out of the room, feeling alittle better about me being the worst person ever. Heading down my hall I ended up in my room and tossed on m nicer coat and a purple shirt. Youri was already passing about the lab with the barely contained energy of a teenage boy. He was wearing pants, long, black, a little narower than usual, with a long sleeved, broad necked shirt, held up from slipping down his shoulders by the straps that connected the collar to his choker. All toped off with a stylish blue leather coat bearing black straps. Oh, they grow up so fast. "Thanks for the present Beat." "Nah, Come on, lets get. Oh... By the way. The working PS3 i swiped the designs for a couple weeks ago is upstairs. It's yours, but you gotta let me play it." I ran up the stairs, and heard him laugh lightly before following. OFF TO SEE HOWLS MOVING CASTLE! AGAIN! Youri I'm begining to think that life is not bloody fair.
Why?
Well, simply put... Beacause that backstabbing Zhan gets to have an uber adventure while I'm gone, then when I get back he disapears to go be all responsible!
Thats right! Responsible! So I get stuck reapairing the basement with Beat! And all these bloody vamps are running amoke, completely smegging rediculous! They're making out in my BASEMENT! Thats right, making out! In. My. Basement. MINE! Can't they go somewhere I don't have to LIVE to do that!?
Did I mention the tall, furry bastards that started popping up?
So yeah, I've been here all summer, locked inside away from my beloved underground bands! Without any kind of fun-having! And then Zhan comes back, and is all busy! BUSY! What's he thinking, he's like my brother! I don't care if he does have more responsibilities, and is the most grown-up in the entire household, I want to play some bloody battleship! Because I had a fool-proof theory! Is that too smegging much to ask the wanker? Aparently. And now I get stuck chasing after all these little buggers. New babies was the last thing we needed. People seriously need to tie a knot in it... Youri "You've been served? What in the bloody hell?" "No, really Youri, greatest movie ever. Like, seriously," the kid said, rocking foreward slightly. "I highly doubt it. Especialy since it doesn't even apear to have a british director," he puffed, leaning farther into the wall. So this is what we have been reduced to. Talking to soem teeny bopper vamp, hidden in the basement away from the world. Beat apeared to have run away, the sign on her door reading 'Hiatus, leave me be' followed by what apeared to be a drawing of a very angry screaming chibi of herself. Bloody nut. Anyway, so she hadn't been home for about a week, sans the strange postcards with pictures of lemons on them no one had heard anything from her. In fact, the only way to tell if the post cards had even been from her, was the one line of text reading 'Having fun without you'. and the little face sticking it's tounge out. So far they hadn't been able to identify where in hell she was supposed to be, though he swore he had seen the cards at a corner store just down the road. "dude, come on, HE KICKS HIM IN THE HEAD!" With this loud explusion of stupidity Youir snapped out of his reverie. "Right, well, I'll be sure to look into the wankin movie, kay?" he blurted snarkily, suddenly annoyed. That was that, he was going to Europe. Zhan totaly owed him this at least.
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Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2005 8:46 pm
"Cheap ******** b*****d."
Youri looked at the map again, and then looked at his boarding pass, and then at the boarding station. There was a spider web. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM. It looked like the entire area was out of order. THe main maps in the airport didn't even have this airline listed.
European Bargain Air.
Zhan had gotten him a ticket on an airline with the word BARGAIN in the title. Cheap ******** b*****d. He was sitting around in his castle drinking... MOHITOES, and laughing at him! Youri growled and went down the questionable walkway to the plane entrance. He was suddenly glad that that terminal hand't had windows. He didn't even want to know what the plane he was boarding looked like. A tired, 40 something stuardess in in an orange and yellow powersuit with the customary hat greeted him with a fake smile, directing him to his seat. Luckily, the airline was so SHITTY the plane wasn't full, and so there was no one next to him.
He looked at his seat warrily. A stain. on the seat. Hot damn. Not to mention the fact that the seats in the plane were mismatched. He sighed again and stored his bag neatly beneath his seat, looking at the little control panel above his head. Oh maaan. There was duct tape on it. Wow.
Two stuardesses, the one from earlier and an overweight one greeted them in the customary amtter, going over the safty procations. They added some, about exposed wiring and stuff, but Youri ignored them, noting instead the eggshell paint and the 1970's room dividers.
He blinked again, then settled in, buckling up and cranking his music. The pilot said something he couldn't hear through the music, and the engines turned on. A calming hum was only partly disturbed by the clinking that came at irregular intervals.
It was going to be a long, long flight.
LIEK OMG! TO BE CONTINUED!
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Posted: Sun Sep 18, 2005 10:02 pm
"You don't have... peanuts?"
"no, I'm sorry sir, we don't have peanuts."
He stared blankly at the flight attendant with the fake idiot grin and the worry lines. He then decided to temporarily suspend his disbelief, and managed to ask what they did have. Big misteak.
"We have bargain air brand cola and rice crackers sir," she responded, her grin really starting to grate on his nerves.
"Rice crackers? My god, I am going to die a horrible firey death...." the second half trailed off to a whisper, and the attendant pretended not to hear.
"Can I get you anything sir?" she said, repeating the first question she had asked him.
"no, thank you," he murmured, turning his music back up and staring at the yellowish celing. The people around him were sleeping, and the gur in front of him had put his seat back, nto even allowing Youri the ability to put his tray table down. The smell of sour milk prevailed.
He had ended up on the red eye, the plane would land at 6:30 AM Spanish time. He would then attempt to decifer where he was to go in order to get to Zhan's castl/manor/rich boy house.
He sighed and slipped back into a silent reverie. He must have drifted off to sleep, because he was awakened by the sunlight through his window. His didn't have a cover thing. He watched as the sea became land, and the captain, who this time he could hear (slow song) drawled in a comfortably southern accent, proof that he was, in fact a real pilot, that they would be landing in 30 minuts. He gathered his crap and got ready for what would be... and interesting trip.
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2005 8:30 pm
((RAR domokun
not the fun nazi filled post yet))
The airport was decidedly nicer then the one he had departed from. Even "bargain airs" terminal was a little nicer. The sun was bright, and the people seemed really layed back. Youri did the only thing one can do when arriving in Spain.
He bought a comemorative bull from the suveneir stand (in his defence it was for Beat).
He realized, maybe a little belatedly, that people in spain, in fact, speak spanish. This caused his order at the cinnabon to be less than smooth, but not unenjoyable.
He dusted his hands off and looked around. Finaly, he deicided it was time to look at the map. Maybe, just maybe, it had gotten less catastrophic than the last time he had looked.
He unfolded the paper with care, tucking away his passport carefully, and looked at the map.
The resulting anger nearly caused him to shred it.
It was drawn. In crayon. By a 5 year old.
The map consisted of one x, and a slightly crooked line heading downward, and then another x, with unintelligble names between.
Zhan was a complete b*****d.
Youri studied it, and then decided it was probably italy that it was pointing towards. Wracking his brain, he finaly settled on Rome. It was old, the castle had to be old, so maybe that's where it was.
Sighing and steadying his small shoulder bag unhappily, he headed towards the bus terminal. He would get where he was going. Eventualy.
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2005 10:31 pm
"Really, you don't sound Italien to me," a clam voice, totaly expressionless and quiet from the same area.
Three coat wearing men stood along the back wall, surrouding a tallish guy. Youri squinted, something bothering him, and was more than a tad surprised.
'a bloody vampire?' he thought, and then realized it might mean he was right about the castle. He considered walking away, but realized things could get very messy if the Vamp ended up having to take action. Also, he might have some info.
The three men continued harrasing him, and the guy just watched calmly. Undoubtedly the men were going to grow annoyed soon.
"Bloody hell, three on one?"Youri asked, studying the man harrasing the vamp,"surely this isn't the fine Italien charm i had heard so much about, I don't remember the words wankers in the description at all," he mused, hoping the guy would attack him, at least destract them long enough for the vamp to get out. A bar toom brawl would ensue, and he was damn good at getting out of scraps like that.
He was not ready to be pushed against the wall, which turned out to be a door, by one of the others, a guy with a heavy russian accent, and end up in an alleyway.
"Well, you seem to have messed with the wrong people comrad," he snorted, his german friend holding the vamp by the arm and the other guy smirking from the side.
"Really?" he asked, feigning boredom.
"oh yes," the other guy grinned, an austrian accent on this one, and pulled at the arm of his coat. A slight tear, the sound of velcroe, and he revealed... a ******** schwastica. The others followed suit, and for a moment Youri was incredbly speechless.
Then he wasn't, "You are bloody ******** NAZI's!?" he asked, his voice hitting a squeeky note with complete disbeliefe.
The guy laughed and lunged at him. Youri did what any angry british teen would; went into soccer hooligan mode. He sidestepped and kneed the guy in his side, hitting his ribs. Russian Nazi was knocked off balance and stumbled slightly. The sounds of flesh hitting flesh came from nearby, and he was momentarily distracted. Taking advantage of it the bloody russian charged him, and Youri ended up having to kick the guy in the head. He hit the wall of the narrow alley, and Youri was finaly able to see what was going on.
The German and the Austrian were out cold, and the tallish vamp dusted his hands on his pants calmly. Youri opened his mouth to say something, though he wasn't quite sure what, when the Russian called out loudly, "Helpfen!". The sounds of stomping resounded from the back of the alley, where there was a door that looked like it when into a cellar. Youri was completly in awe of the unbelievability of it all when the vamp grabbed his wrist.
"It is time to go I think," he said softly, looking at the door. Youri snapped out of it and uttered a sound of agreement. He found himself being pulled down a back alley, and he started running. They were weaving in and out of the maze-like streets of Rome, dodging big streets and staying to the narrow ones, when they finaly hit a dead end back alley.
The sounds of running came near, and the vampire pushed him agains the wall of the alley his left arm in front of Youri, standing between him and the enterance. Youri got the familiar twitching sensation he got when a glamour was being placed up near him. THe vampire stared narowly at the enterance of the alley, and about five nazi's went running by them, seeming not to even know th alley was there.
Youri watched the exit of the alley, a little relieved, and felt the vampire relax, stepping back from the wall and sighing.
"I'm sorry about that," he murmured, pushing his glasses up his nose tiredly.
Youri suddnely realized that he was in fact, being spoken to, and snapped out of it, "Why in bloody hell would you start something with NAZI's? He aked, a nervous anger in his voice, "You know what they do to vampires don't you? I mean, fine in an alley, but in public?"
"eh?" the vamp looked slightly surprised, though his face was almost always calm, "you know I'm a vampire?"
"Of course. you don't grow up with them and go without the ability to see through a base glamour," he said, annoyed.
"I am sorry, I hadn't realized. Sorry for the trouble, I hadn't actualy started anything, and they didn't know I was a vampire. They just noticed I had been watching them," he explain apoligeticaly, "My name is Christopher but please, call me Topher," he said, his voice soothing.
Youri looked up at him and was a little uncomfortable about snapping at him, "My name is Youri, and sorry, I just wasn't expecting Nazi's. I just was looking around for directions, since that b*****d Zhan decided to be oh-so-funny."
"Zhan?"
"Ah, oh, yeah, he's the prince of the vampires, right, of course, um, I live with Beat so-"
"You are THE Youri then," the vampires face lit up slightly, and he smilled, "Zhan was telling us about you. I'm an old friend of his. You must live at the agency then?"
"oh, yeh," youri said, he hadn't expected to stumble apon someone so helpful and nice. Come to think about it, Zhan often talked to a guy named topher on the phone, Youri just hadn't made the connection until now.
"So, what are you doing in Rome?"
"AH, I was off buying some stuff for the trip when Zhan called to give directions to his castle thing, so he had some kid who answered the phone draw it," your said, scrambling in his pocket for the map, "figured it had to be italy since the line points down," he handed the scrible to Topher, a little embarrased.
Topher looked at it for a moment, and then smilled and turned the map, showing it to Youri, "you can't really tell, the red arrow is actualy spain, and the green one is where the castle is. Up north, in eastern europe."
Youri blinked at it, and swore lightly.
"No worries, I can take you there," Topher offered, "I was supposed to be investigating the Nazi activity, because I do, in fact, know what they think about the occult, but I'm pretty much done now," he smilled kindly and handed the map back.
Youri was flustered, and actualy blushed slightly, "AH NO, I don't want to trouble you, it is my own fault," he stuttered.
"Not at all, I'm finished here, and planed to head home anyway. Zhan would not be very happy with me if I left you here, especialy after I got you in trouble with the nazi's.
"Ah, okay," youri mummbled, still oddly embaraced, 'what's wrong with me,' he thought, angry that he was acting so stupid.
"Good then. If you don't have a place to stay, I've got a room at a teen hotel nearby. It is run for vampires and other "creatures of the night", but she also has alot of normal people roomed there too, if you need somewhere to sleep."
"no, I don't have a place to stay tonight, I just like, um, got here today, and. Yeah, nowhere to stay," more stuttering.
"good, that settles that then," Topher smilled again, and gestured to the exit of the alley, "right this way."
((OH NOES! What could possibly happen next!
Something boring and dorky probably.))
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2005 9:25 pm
"fish and chips, interesting choice for your first meal in italy," Topher joked as they exited the small restaraunt. It had been a comfortable kind of place, run by a nice british woman. Youri seriously missed quality fish and chips.
"Well, it's not like I was going to eat some big nasty plate of tourist spaggetti," Youri defended himself, embarssed.
"I thought it was a really great idea," Topher reassured him calmly, "Anyway, it will be getting dark soon, it is best to be inside then," he continued, a little ominously.
They headed down the untracable paths until they reached a small multi leveled house looking thing. Topher opened the door, and youri followed him, revealing a sitting room type thing, with a television and a table, and a small reception desk where green, purple, and blue short cropped hair met his eyes. A tough looking punk chick looked up at Topher, and then glanced at Youri.
"We're full," her tone was final and her voice raspy.
"He's with me Tiff."
"Really?" she studdied youri, looking him up and down for a moment, then returned her gaze back to Topher, "Well rich boy, I didn't know you swung that way, but whatever."
Topher ignored her, and Youri got the feeling that if she was as mean as she sounded she wouldnt be running a house for teens who were off on adventures. That didn't stop him from feeling vaguely uncomfortable.
Topher took the stairs two at a time, vaguly cute for somone so compossed most of the time. Youri headed up behind him. Three stories up, near the end of the hall he stopped at a door.
"Despite the way she acts, I'm pretty sure that Tiff has got a soft spot for me," he joked lightly, "this is the nicest room in the house. Close enough to the bathroom for convenience, out of the way, and not so much walking trafic. Plus, most of the normal teens stay on the bottom levels so that they can stubble in drunkenly more easy," he continued, opening the door.
The room was compact, a small television, a couch facing the one window, a modified closet that served as a changing room or something, and a bed. It was almost rediculously neat, only an empty chinease food box on the side table.
"sorry for the mess."
Youri only stared at him incredulously. Messy? He shook his head to try to lose the feeling of of weirded-outness. Topher glanced at him, and grinned, "joking. I never spend any time here," he explained, gesturing to a duffle bag in the corner that apeared to bee the only stuff he had with him.
"You want the bed?" he asked, picking up the box and discarding it. Youri blinked, a little surpised by the question.
"I sleep on the couch usualy anyway," Topher finished, plopping down lazily.
"erm sure..."
((from now on, on day long. Each post. Ugh.))
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2005 6:31 pm
((Gods, I'm sick. Whatever, i'm going to get this post done either way))
Youri's eyes snapped open, as they are wont to do when you are sleeping somewhere unfamiliar to you. He pulled the blankets up to his face and looked around for a moment, embarrassed again. The clock read 9:49, but despite the reciculously early hour, Topher was up. He was sitting on the couch, back agains the armrest, reading from the light coming through the window.
Youri pulled the blankets up a bit farther, feeling kind of creepy, 'I am so weird,' he thought, forcing himself to sit up and face the world like a normal human thing.
Topher glanced up from his book absentmindedly and smilled, "Good morning. I hope I didn't wake you," his shoulder length hair had been pulled back at the base of his kneck, his bangs covering his face and a few stray hair escaping from the ponytail messily.
Youri caught himself, and finaly replied, "ah, no, I live in an adoption agency, if reading could wake me I would never sleep," he finished, feeling kind of lame. He hopped off the bed lightly, heading over to his bag, which was, of course, in the middle of the floor.
"I figured we can get some quick breakfast downstairs and take a train to about munich. From there it'll be a little harder to find rides. Hitchhiking and busses should do though," Topher coninued, marking the page he was reading and closing the book.
"Uh, yeah," Youri said, grabbing the bag and shuffling towards the changing room thing akwardly. He closed the door, and just stood there for a moment.
'I have no cool clothes. Why does that matter? What am I talking about?' his mind rambled on as he sifted through his bag, finaly just picking up his BAND t shirt, a pair of pants, and his short coat, tossing his beanie back on.
'it is fine,' he thought, looking down at the outfit dubiously, before heading repacking and heading back out into the main room. Topher had packed up his crap, and gretted him with a smile when he entered.
"Shall we go then?"
"Sure, that sounds cool," Youri answered, following Topher from the room, mind a little slow, 'yeah, it is just early, that's all,' he thought as they grabbed bagles and headed towards the train station.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 8:48 pm
((continued day, I didn't keep the promise. ah well))
The train station bustled in a buisnisslike way, however the area they headed towards was realitively calm, not to many people headed all the way to Germany on a tuesday. Youri stuck close by Topher, making sure not to get lost. The ordering of the tickets went reatively smoothly, those Youri had to stutter out that Topher didn't need to pay for his ticket. Really.
One rather aquard moment later they headed towards their car. It was a comfortably sized train. A dining car, but no harry potter esqu booths, rather normal bus style seating. They settled down in the middle of the car, Youri was gracefuly offered the window by Topher and took it, after all, how often does one travel through europe?
Youri watched the scenery for almost an hour before he got an uncomfortable prickling sensation on the back of his kneck. His eyes narrowed, and he glanced around the car unhappily. No... No... There. A bald man in his mid fourties. Seriously giving him the heeby geebies. Youri watched him, and the guy seemed normal, but...
"Relax," youri jumped, surprised by the sudden whisper in his ear, "it is just a necromancer. They throw you off the first time you feel em, and they are all a little creepy, but they mostly keep to themselves," Topher continued softly, having noticed Youri's discomfort. He aparently did not notice the embarasment however.
"ah, um! Right, I... necromancers are real then," he said, trying to salvage the statement and failing. Horribly.
Topher sat back up and studied him for a moment.
"Zhan hasn't told you about necromancers?"
Youri snorted, returning to normal again, "Zhan has this whole mysterious-protect-you-from-my-world s**t going on."
Topher chuckled lightly, but the look on his face was slightly concerned, "Yeah.. yeah, he's like that."
Youri felt a little bad, though what had upset the vampire was a mystery to him. The trip continued, and youri saw more trees and roads then one should see in a day. He dozed a bit, and they ate a meal that was amusing for it's confuscion (wtf? what do you mean that word means pasta!?), and eventualy it got dark, and Youri ended up falling asleep, though Topher didn't, rather he seemed to be thinking, and keeping an eye on the necromancer. Something was bothering him...
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2005 6:30 pm
Youri woke up to the horror of 6AM, the sun not alllowing him to sleep any later. He was more than slightly peeved, and only slightly apeased by the fact that Topher was awake before him (he had no idea that the guy hadn't slept). Youri ate, rater disgustedly, his first ever train breadfast (those can't be eggs), and spent soem more time staring. They were nearing the edge of germany, and the first stop of the train, but Topher was almost rediculously quite and ll his answers were clipped and nervous.
Youri watched as they neared the small village on the rhine with only passing interest, and was downright shocked when topher whispered to him that they were getting off just as the stopped, grabbing his arm and leading him out of the train. As they exited he looked at him, baffled.
"What in the bloody-" topher pulled him behind a nearby pillar and clasped his hand over his mouth, gesturing to keep quiet. He watched the edge of the pillar, eyebrows furrowed, and whispered obsenely under his breath. He gestured again for silence and slipped off into the shadows. Youri looked about, and the cry shocked him.
He jumped out and looked around to find Topher pinning the necromancer to the bench, a knife at his throat, anger on his face.
"Okay, when did he get off the train?" he asked annoyed and nervous.
"He was following us," Topher said softly, keeping his eyes on the necromancer, "so tell me, who hired you?"
"Nobody hired me fool! You know necromancers don't swing that way," the man spit angrily, his face annoyed and a little frightened, "The Arch Mage asked me to warn you, or more specificaly, your price, but I didn't want to take that risk."
Topher glared a lightly longer, but seemed satisfied with the answer, pulling back the knife.
"So, we've been getting the squeeze, a bunch of fools with this symbol," he continued bitterly, handing Topher a slip of paper, "thought they could get us to ******** with you, but that wasn't happenening. Watch your back bloodsucker."
The man glared, angry hermit written all over his face. Topher pocketed the paper and looked at him for a moment, before sighing and backing off, just in time for the train to pull away.
"Damn," he muttered, watching it leave as he backed away from the bench. Youri turned to follow the train with his eyes and when he looked back the balding necromancer was gone, no sign he had been there at all.
"SOrry Youri, I apear to have gotten us in a bit of a predicament..."
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