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 Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 10:24 pm
Shira scratched her head as she stared at the scribbled numbers on the inside cover of her ragged journal. A phone in one hand and a pen in the other, she tapped the writting utensil against the book's yellow pages before sighing and dropping the phone to her side. She rested her elbows on her knees, sitting indian style on her couch, and mumbled, "I can't make this stupid thing out..." She glanced to her right to see Demos curled up in a small blanket, still sleeping. She ran her hand over his hair.
Dante didn't look up from his video game. "You find that number you were looking for?" His deep voice sounding less scratchy with the morning coffee Shira had made not too early before.
"Yea." Shira recalled when she'd quickly written out some contact info she'd gotten from Tan Pan right before she left for home. "But I was in such a rush, I can't even read my own damn handwriting." She twirled the pen between her fingers. Dante sighed with annoyance and paused his game.
"Gimmie the phone." Shira blinked as he took the journal and phone. He studied the chickenscratch that was supposed to be handwriting and pressed a few random buttons, then threw it back at Shira as it rang. She growled in embarrasment as she waited for someone to pick up. "This better be the right damn number."
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 7:06 pm
"You have the right number." a strangely mature yet childish voice said on the other line. "Rouge currently has her mouth full of 16 oreo cookies on a bet and cannot speak directly-ah now she's done. Here you can speak to her." The voice was in a moment replaced by a slightly gasping Rouge's voice.
"Allo, Shira? Karyn said that was you. What's up?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 7:47 pm
Shira was busy throwing a pillow at Dante's head and trying not to wake up Demos when she heard Rouge's voice. "Uh, right. Hey, I was just calling to say hey and all, and that I got the little bugger- not too long after I left actually." She shifted on the couch to focus on the conversation, instead of trying to wipe the smirk off of Dante's face. "And um...that I had a couple of questions to ask you, about him specifically."
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 7:59 pm
"Shoot." Rouge said. "Oh and I know when he goes toddler just so you know. Diyaka-my godlet-and a few others have already gone toddler and one kid went child." she told the other with a smile.
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 5:44 pm
Shira blinked out of surprise. "Seriously? I didn't know there were so many already..." She looked at Demos absently. "I didn't think it would all happen so fast. There's so many. And you have a kid too?" She leaned back on the couch. "I guess there should be no surprise there...." She was straying of topic.
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 6:18 pm
"Yeah. Mom told me this one is the reborn version of my father but anyway-" Rouge replied waving a hand. "Anyway how about I beam you up to the ship? We can chit chat then."
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 4:34 pm
Rouge's comments convinced her that there was definatly a lot Shira needed to be filled in on. She couldn't quite hold back a chuckle at the strange connection her mind made to Star Trek. "Umm...and how is that going to happen, exactly?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 9:08 pm
"Like this." Rouge said, pressing a button at her computer. Suddenly Shira and the baby were sitting on the ship in front of her. "Aloha." the blonde said. Her permed hair bounced as she stood to greet them, a little boy under her arm waving frantically at the other.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 3:15 pm
Shira's eyes were comically wide as her surroundings changed, her sitting upright with Demos in her lap. It took her a full five seconds to realize just where she was, and who was standing in fron tof her. "Uh, hi?" She waved slowly back to the child Rouge held. "Umm...I guess that works."
Demos was had been looking around in confusion with a sleepy frown on his face. What happened? Where was he? He quickly made a check to see if the person he was leaning against was his mother, and leaned into her further without having to go into a panic attack. Last time he was up and about, it was in his mommy's home, with him about to take a nap. Who dared to disturb him while he was sleeping? Whoever they were, they were gonna pay.
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2007 1:32 pm
Diyaka craned his head in a confused way to look at the baby. Then have waved, a big grin on his face. "Allo!" he said cheerfully.
Rouge smiled and led them to her office, having the woman set her son in the playroom with Diyaka. Now they could discuss what Shira wanted to talk about. "Shoot."
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2007 2:02 pm
It took Shira awhile to convince Demos to stay in the pin on his own with the other child. With a pat on the head she followed Rouge and glanced around the office before speaking. "First off is how long ago had all this mess happened in Tison? With the gods and what not? How can gods even die?" Shira face indicated that she had too many questions that she'd toyed with in her head for too long.
Demos was currently sucking his thumb and looking around in anxiety. Why did his mommy have to leave? He was on the verge of a crying session when he looked over the boy opposite of him. When she waved, he blinked and continued to stare like the rude little baby he was. "Da?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2007 2:11 pm
Diyaka blinked at the other boy for a bit before smiling and giving Demos a big hug. Whee for hugs!
Rouge thought. "Welll they were killed steadily over a period of 5 to 10 Tison years. The last one was killed 23 years ago of my life so that's-" she counted for a moment in her head before finishing "17, 250 years your time since the last god died. And gods can die when the one who bears the fruit of immortality-who by default is not immortal-is killed. So long as Kyindera was alive, her golden apples gave the others health and eternal life. Jujike struck her down first and then killed the others slowly."
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 2:44 pm
Demos yelped and was to have an outright spazz attack when he saw the boy come near him. He was almost reduced to the fetal position when he realized he was being embraced. Demos looked up and attempted to hug the boy back, before wiggling unintentionally with discomfort. He seemed nice enough... Then out of nowhere, Demos spotted it. He cooed in awe and waved his hands at it, hopping to grasp the fuzz flying through the air.
Shira raised a brow, throughly confused. "Wait...so you're almost 250 years old??" She looked Rouge over and shook her head before asking. " And this tree thing, Jujike must've taken it right? How are the '' supposed to even fight back after being struck down already? They're mortal or whatever now. " Or at least that's what she figured.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 3:12 pm
Diyaka smiled and sat back so the boy could reach for what he wanted since Dia couldnt' see it.
Rouge laughed. "I am 26 years old. But I'm a god blooded as Dartie says so that'd make me about 19,500 years old your time." after a moment she realized that Shira hadn't quite gotten what she meant. "Here I'll show you why he was able to get them before."
Reaching into the bottom of her desk she pulled out a large book. Opening the pages she showed the other a picture of a woman. She was tall and lean with pale green skin and leafy hair. She had six arms and her legs were somewhat like tentacles and roots mixed. On her head were two mini tree like things that had tremendously long thin vines from them. One pair of her arms also had long vines on the end of it just like the mini trees. From those arms also small branches with leaves like those on her head grew. And on all of the branches and vines hung large golden apples. A second pair of her arms were tentacle like and the main pair had long fingers and looked normal. She had no nose except for slits and small golden eyes but she was gorgeous. This...this was no woman, this was no snake, this was no tree and this was nothing Shira had ever seen. This was a goddess.
"Her name was Kyindera though by some she was known as Edenn. She was the Tison goddess of life. Her apples were given to those who deserved and needed them. An apple wouldn't work if stolen. Before Jujike caught them by surprise-as Kyindera was gentle and never did anyone wrong no one thought she would be hurt. This time around she and everyone else will be prepared." Rouge told the other with a nod.
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2007 4:02 pm
Demos had spent a good minute trying to catch the confounded thing in the air before giving up. Honestly. Nothing ever went his way. He sat bored for half a second before again realizing that there was another occupant in the strange place. He recalled a hug and wondered who he was. Demos's eyes brightened as if he had a brillant idea, and he started to wave his arms about. He then patted his chest. "Deh-!" He gave a firm nod and repeated the action, "Dem!" before pointing to Diyaka.
It took a while for Shira to fix her face out of it's blank, unbelieving stare at Rouge to look at the page that held Kyindera's image. Seeing a picture of a Tison goddess left Shira in a bit of awe and curiosity. Of course this only showed if one stood too close to her face. She made a humming sound in thought as she leaned over the book. She wanted badly to believe Rouge's words of confidence on her plan to have the divine children overthrow Jujike or whatever, but things always tended to go wrong some way or another. How in the world was that pint sized brat she had to take care of going to help save the Tison in any way? All she could think of him doing so far is cause bad accidents and a slim wallet.
"So this is supposed to be some kind of...assassination?" It came out less like a question and more like a well known fact.
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