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 Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2008 7:16 pm
The day seemed unsettling to Beat. He was in the kitchen now looking for his favorite flavor of icecream, Chocolate, only to find that his search was being proven barren. Beats ears and tail sagged some at the sad sight of no chocolate icecream as he slammed the door and started out of the kitchen to find his misplaced ipod.
Earlier Beat had been woken up by his alarm clock to early and after that he stubbed his toe and after that he turned the water on to take a shower but it had been freezing. The day had a list that would go on and on about things that happened. Even though his day had been down the toilet, so to speak, Beat's mood was not. The dark coated dog still had a pop in his step as he continued down the hall way even though no music played in his ears and no icecream sat in his tummy.
Beat turned to walk into another section of the building but found him self walk face first into a wall. Thud, he was now back wards on the ground staring up at the ceiling above.
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2008 7:53 pm
As though on some kind of queue, a dark lupine male drew closer, his long white hair a fine contrast to his pitch-dark fur. Red, white, black, and gold were his color palatte--and his soul ran similar ways. Commonnly dark, with a little innocence; temperamental, but possessing just a shred of true kindness.
Peering down at the misfortunate one, the dark-furred male quirked a brow as he drew within sight. "Well, well... you look like you're having a right-awful time..." he muttered, a slight English dialect dressing his dark, smoothly-rendered voice.
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2008 8:02 pm
Beat's purple eyes just kind of stared for a moment at the dark white haired stranger. He blinked and didnt say anything at first but than, slowly, helped him self up.
"I guess you could say its not the greatest day ever but its not over yet," He nodded and got distracted by the others outfit. His thoughts now concentrating on the red and gold and than to his white hair and fur and than to his own toes. Beat was pretty easy to distract.
"Your outfits pretty impressive," He finally said matter of factly so. "You a prince of some sort?" Beat tilted his head some.
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2008 8:13 pm
Standing at roughly six feet in height, the wolf stood over most peoples' heads, and he held himself high because of it.
"I suppose you could say that..." he admitted lowly, raising his hand to sweep back a few locks of his long, flowing hair. He noted the other's eyes and how they wandered, though didn't have any opposition to it--merely the fact that he didn't know this fellow. A laugh escaped him. "Oh, no... I'm no prince--I've simply traveled many places, and collected a... myriad... of outfits," he explained. "It's a Bujutsu outfit from Japan... in Chinese colors. I made it, myself, in the same style."
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2008 8:28 pm
Beats face brightened at the mention of travel. How he loved travel and stories of far away places. Truth was that Beat longed to go to a far a way place and visit many cultures. This wolf was something else for sure with his unique dress and his British accent. Beat almost wanted to call him a renaissance man but thought that may be to widely used. Instead the dog took in the image of him some more before returning to planet earth yet again.
"Whats your name?" He asked remembering it was the polite thing to do. "My names Beat" A smile from ear to ear, so to say, widened on his face. Beat tended to be a happy go lucky sort, even with out his ipod. Though with out his ipod the dog felt a little, shall we say, crippled?
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2008 8:49 pm
Indeed, the wolf had gone many places, though he was originally from Greenwich. He'd grown up worldly, and thought little of leaping across the globe for the sake of adventure or duty.
Though "Reniassance Man" was not too far off--the wolf was old; hundreds of years old, in fact. He was not as old-fashioned as he could have been--but he survived by adapting.
A little chortle escaped the tall one's throat, and he allowed his eyes to fall closed as he looked away, almost in an abashed sort of manner, though he constantly portrayed that haughty air of confidence. "Yukinojo. In my native tongue, it means 'fleet-footed'... but in Japanese, it means 'snowy'--which is a slightly cruel irony." He scoffed at that, tilting his head when he thought about the other's introduction. "...Beat? That's your real name?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2008 9:01 pm
This wolf was very well versed and wasnt even originally english speaking. Beat would have found that to be the most amusing thing about him if it had not been for his age.
"Your how old?" He just let his jaw lay agape some as he plain right blurted out his thoughts. The dog had never meet any one that looked so young before that was so old. "Well you look good for you age..." He added realizing it was not polite to be so shocked at ones age. "I thought at latest you were 20 or something but..." He stopped him self from going on even though he really did want to rant.
"Say you see an orange Ipod around here by chance?" The dog smoothly changed the convo.
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2008 9:09 pm
Rather amused by the other's questions, he quirked a brow at that. "I don't... believe that ever really came up in the conversation--but so you know, I'm three-hundred seventy-six years of age, and I choose to look this age. I'm immortal--my cells don't change past my prime, but I could make them, if I wanted to."
He offered a slightly wary chuckle when he heard the question further. "An orange... what?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2008 9:16 pm
Beat nodded pretending to know what the other was talking about cells and such but really it was a tad over his head and he had no idea what he was talking about.
"And I-pod," The dog began with wide eyes, " Y-you know like it plays music ans such and fits in your pocket... ? Has a screen and all.... really cool gadget." He never had anyone ask what an ipod was. But maybe this rather strange wolf fellow had not ever heard of one. He seemed that he had other affairs he had to tend to that were more important.
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2008 9:23 pm
Intuitive as he was, the wolf seemed to catch on fairly quickly that the pup had no idea what he was saying, and dropped the subject.
"A... pocket-sized machine that plays music?" he reiterated, if only to be sure that he was correct. "Well, that would certainly be convenient." True, he was old-fashioned... but knowing his age could tell you that. "And you say it's orange?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2008 9:28 pm
The dog nodded with a wide smile ,"Yes ~" His voice was cheery and upbeat. "I really like the color orange.." He added a little shyly.
"Oh and my real name is Beat..." He added remembering he never answered the wolf's question. "Ermm.. I know thats a strange name.." It was true. He never met another wayward with his name before or ever heard any one go by that on TV. He liked that name though and it fit him pretty well.
"So is it okay if I call you Fleet?" He couldnt really pronounce his whole name and didnt want to butcher it up like he tended to do to names that were pretty. He didnt mean to but he wasnt a very good ... other language speaker to say the least.
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2008 9:38 pm
A rather confirming nod responded to the boy's preference, and though becoming slightly bored with small talk, he stuck around for whatever reason. "I like red quite a bit more... but the reasons are somewhat... personal."
He seemed to pause pensively when he heard the other's confirmation, though, and tilted his head. "I've never heard anyone name their child something like that... and I've heard a great deal of strange names."
The nickname caught him a little off-guard, and a slight blush hindered his dark cheeks, a slight pout forming on his face. "Why would you call me that? I don't usually like it when people I'm not intimate with use it, but for simplicity, you could call me 'Yuki'..."
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2008 9:47 pm
" Yuukii ~" He repeated to him self in a cheerful singing way. Mostly so he wouldnt forget it. "Ah yes Beat is a strange name.. I suppose.. But I think its kinda cool." Hes smiled brightly, " I'll never worry about having people have the same name as me." Beat was a type to see the bright side no matter what.
"Wanna help me look for that Ipod?" Normally he wouldnt have asked for help but truth was he enjoyed the company of another person around. Beat never tended to be around people to often. He wasnt a recluse but he wasnt really always there mentally either.
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2008 9:57 pm
He almost grated his teeth when he heard the other say it, but something in him kept him calm, despite the slight bristling to his fur. He was more intent on not driving people away, and that would do it. The boy did have a point, though, and even despite that fact, he had nothing really to say. He kept silent, nodding a little in confirmation. Truth be told, he was rather deeply pessimistic, because life had handed him a lot of misfortune and depression... but the other's optimism was intriguing... and he stayed, because of it.
"I... don't suppose you could tell me what it looks like?" he asked, tilting his head the other way. "Other than: 'it's orange' and 'it has a screen', you know..."
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Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2008 10:06 pm
Beat scratched the back of his head having to describe it was odd, but at the same time he thought it was kinda neat.
"Well," he began, "Its orange and got a screen right and its a little rectangle." He made the shape with his fingers, "And the screen would be about here and its got a little circle control panel here" He motioned a circle. "And thats about all there is to it and OH its really thin like!" he showed the width with his fingers.
The dogs tail was now wagging he was glad to have formed a small search party with Yukinojo.
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