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obviously, i missed something thinking i had to get up this morning -3-
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{Umm, I think there's a bit too much for me to read ^^; but, the basic idea of where everyone is would be helpful? I'll read the last five pages to get a general idea ^_^}
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[[well, i'm up in my room, it appears Ti and oni are in Oni's room, for all intensive purposes, Lukas is in his room because he only can get on here so much, idk about everyone else.]]
[[i'll get mine down in a bit, i'm getting ready for my interview xD i'm in dire need of this job so i'm pulling out all the stops]] |
( Hmmm.... xD )
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[[makin myself look purdy xD someone should keep me company in my artsu and my halloween artsu places, i'm so lonely.]]
[[THANKS SHERRY <3]] |
{okay, I think I've understood that it was left with everyone going to bed...so I'm having it be early morning now xD new arrival! :D lol. I'll keep it short and simple ^_^ EDIT: oh, and good luck one the job hunting shaddow! :3}
Burgundy colored eyes blinked as she calmly stared up at the castle-like structure. Not as grand as in the European countryside in the Middle Ages, but it was decent. She stood outside, calmly staring at the inn for nearly an hour. The small, young girl was garbed in a white child’s dress with a charcoal gray traveling cloak over it. “It makes me forget the era…” She muttered as she stared. Well, if she stood any longer and someone spotted her, they would no doubt think it strange. Walking up the stone steps at last, Chie raised a hand to knock on the front door. “Hello?” She called timidly, but when there was no reply after several seconds. Perhaps it was too early in the morning for others to be awake. Very well then, I’ll just let myself in. The door was locked, but locked doors didn’t stop Chie. A single tiny hand reached out and grasped the door handle gently, turning it as if it were nothing. Why? Well to put it simply, Chie manipulated matter. At her touch the lock mechanism was dissolved. “I’ll return it later,” she whispered, opening the door with a loud creak. “Shhhhh,” she told it. |
Emeriya Emi woke curled up in her bed and stretched. What a tiresome night...she must have looked ridiculous. Running her fingers through her hair she messed it up lightly before getting up and heading downstairs for breakfast. ON the last stair she noticed the girl an smiled Sleepily. "Good Morning, would you like to join me for breakfast?" She wandered to the kitchen and began to make pancakes, yummm. "Perfect." She put all the needed components on the counter and made the batter. |
Dante had woken with the wrong start. Last night had left a bad effect on him. His hands wouldn't stop shaking, but everything else about him still seemed composed. Mind you, he had to shower off the sweat. It was great how timing played in his favor, though. He'd checked his mailbox at the post office. It had come in. A little white case full of a special type of pill, that is. It could be chewed, swallowed, or placed into water or something of the sort.
He thought about what he'd say (for once) before carefully making his way to the kitchen. He leaned his back against the door frame, crossing his arms tight in order to hide just how shaky they were. "Eme. Last night... I'm sorry." He said softly, looking straight to the girl. "I spoke too much." |
Emeriya Emi glanced over the the man she held in her tight vampire grip just a few hours before. his neck seemed slightly bruised and guilt washed over her. "I'm sorry too." She poured the pancake batter into the pan and heard it sizzle. "I can probably whip up something to get rid of those bruises if you want." Smirking to herself she turned. "Don't want anyone knowing you got beat by a girl." she teased, hoping she wasnt being too mean. |
The little girl turned to gaze at the lady who came down the stairs with big, innocent eyes. The lady smiled sleepily and asked if she would to join her for breakfast. Chie's face broke into a grin and she nodded energetically, skipping after the girl with the short black hair and pretty emerald eyes. Chie giggled and went to the opposite side of the counter and gripped the counter with small fingers, red eyes watching her eagerly as she made the batter. "Pancakes!" she exclaimed, giggling, beaming, and bouncing up and down. A voice came from the door frame and Chie turned to look at him with a "hmm?" expression, blinking thrice. She looked back to the girl, tilting her head curiously. "Who's this old man?" She asked in her childish soprano after their brief verbal exchange.
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"Hah-hah." Dante mocked with a smile. He shrugged and pulled the little white container from his pocket. He held it tight in order to suppress the shaking in his hand. "You don't have to think of it as sympathy. Just think of it as a favor." he shoved his other hand into his pocket, waiting for her to accept the tiny package. "These should help you, even if a little bit."
[edit] He looked to the little girl just a bit away curiously. "This man is only twenty four. He's doesn't like being called old. His name is Dante." |
Emeriya Emi flipped her hair as she turned and blushed slighly. "Th..Thank you.." She gently took the package, her fingers gently brushing against Dantes as she put the package in her pocket. Laughing when she heard the little girls remark. "He's not old..just..." She paused. and looked at him. "Misunderstood, is all." Blushing again, she then smiled at the girl, "Would you like some chocolate chips in yours?" |
Chie tilted her head slightly, blinking, her long blue hair half-hidden down her cloak. "Ohhhhh," she said, dragging out the single syllable, "So you're Dante!" She exclaimed with a giggle, smiling at him brightly and then turning back to the girl with a slightly puzzled expression. "Misunderstood?" The blue-haired child questioned, implying "why?" with her tone. But she wasn't going to wait for an answer when the girl asked if she wanted chocolate chips. She gasped and then started bouncing up and down, nodding vigorously, "Yes yes!" She suddenly stopped and looked apologetic, trying to restrain her enthusiasm. "I mean, yes please." She beamed.
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Emeriya Emeriya giggled, surprised as it passed her lips and poured some chocolate chips into the batter. "Choco-chips it is then." To her question she paused and just looked at Dante. "If I told you it would ruin the mystery." She laughed to herself. She could read his aura, not his mind after all. She knew he lied to her when he said he was passing through for no reason. If that was the case he woulda left by now. She paused though. The girl knew Dante? "So you know Dante?" if she did, then.. |
Dante quirked a brow at the girl. She was acting lovesick again. Fantastic... he sighed, then shook him head. "How is age misunderstood?" He has to ask. He huffed before looking to the girl. "Ah, I'm Dante. Were you looking for me?"
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Chie watched the chocolate chips get added to the batter with glee, her red eyes wide and gleaming happily. She pouted at the lady when she said that she couldn't tell her the answer. Well, it wasn't like she'd really expected a real answer... "Nope," she said, stretching her hand out to try and get a taste of the batter, "Don't know him, but I've met people like him before." She smiled a secretive smile, giggling as she spoke.
{don't worry about it sherry ^-^ I'm trying to keep mine short =P lol} |
Emeriya Emi shook her head, he blush gone now. "No, I mean that, you mean well. Thats all." She flipped the pancakes and started putting the finished ones on the big plate, giving the girl a smaller plate in which she couldput her pancakes on. Opening a cabinet she grabbed the syrup and got the butter out of the fridge. "Eat up." Smiling she looked at Dante. For a breife moment she paused. The girls aura was clouded in her own, around her mind and then dissapeared. She looked at the girl and cocked and eyebrow. "Why are you in my head...?" |
People like Dante? In what sense? He hoped she wasn't another mind reader. Those there getting annoying. It could be in the sense of Dante's curse, or the mafia, or the government, or the fact that he has a took, a linguist, a human (the only human) or even that he was just bitchy or hated women. "I don't want to know about those other people." Dante sighed before looking to Eme. He quirked a brow, a bit interested. The girl was in... Eme's head? So it was mind reading. Damned be it all!
He crossed his arms again, grippign his arms tight as he feigned a smile. "Why are all the children here like this?" Michi could read memories- that wasn't very good. He actually found her more threatening than a mind reader. ( A question... Dante's Italian. HE'd be thinking in Italian. If you read thoughts, I dun think you could understand them. xD ) |
"Eat up." Ah! Pancakes! Chie took the plate with a grin, then searched for a fork. Dante was speaking now, saying that he didn't want to know about the other people. Chie couldn't help but quirk her lips slightly at his response. Most grumpy people didn't want to hear about other grumpy people.
Looking around, back and forth, the lady suddenly asked her a question. "Why are you in my head...?" The blue-haired little girl paused and stared at her with innocent eyes, tilting her head slightly. "In your head?" She asked as if questioning the girl's sanity, but then looked slightly unhappy. "I wasn't trying to..." She mumbled. A pout formed on her lips, a crease appeared on her forehead. Ah, she never liked to use her telepathy, she much preferred to find things out by talking to people. If she'd used her ability unconsciously, she'd have to punish herself later... but there were pancakes now! Chie seemed to completely brush off the situation as her eyes landed upon a fork. "Ah! Fork!" She snatched it up quickly and then immediately began to dig in, forgetting the butter and syrup altogether. {ah, chie wasn't reading his thoughts o0 but she would understand Italian *giggles* she's been alive for a long, looong time and been many many places... ah! Now to edit my post xD lol, the timing always gets off...and editted} |
Emeriya Emi kept her eyes on the girl. If its true she could enter her mind, she had to be guarded. "Hmm..." She brushed it off for now , it wasnt vital. "Just, if you want to know something, ask me, ok?" She smiled and ruffled the girls hair bangs. "Good Morning Michi!" Michaela Michi woke up and sniffed the smell of pancakes. She jummped out of bed and ran downstairs. "Pancakesss!!!" She hoped on the stool next to the new girl and giggled, grabbing a few and pouring syrup on them. "Morning Emi!" Forking down the pancakes she smiled happily. |
Chie smiled at the girl. "Of course! I always do, it's much more fun to hear it." She giggled when her long bangs were ruffled and then went back to wolfing down her pancakes. A girl with pink hair suddenly appeared, grabbing some pancakes herself. Chie glanced at her with red eyes, a brief gleam in them that was far more intelligent than your average twelve year old, but then it was gone as she grinned at the younger girl. "They're good aren't they?!" She giggled, then glanced to Emi, still smiling. "So you're Emi!" She beamed, "I'm Chie!" Finally she had introduced herself.
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( Huh... o-o )
Dante rolled his eyes at the group. Now the final piece had been added, the memory reader. "Yo, Michi." He called, though quickly looking away. Hopefully she remembered about that game. Hopefully she wouldn't call him 'Tyr'. Well, he'd lost count as to how many or who knew the secret by now. The gossip had spread so far, but he was unsure of just how far that was. ( I really couldn't think of anything better. Epic PHAIL. TwT ) |
Emeriya Emi smiled. "Nice to meet you Chie, seems Michi introduced me." She smiled. "My whole name is Emeriya." She kept making more pancakes, seeing what she made wasnt enough. Michaela Michi paused as she looked through the girl, going through memories but feeling a pain in her head as the memories flooded in such a great amount. She held her head at the pain. "..ow.." She flinched as she tried to close the connection to her memory but it was too great. "..s..stop.." Wincing in pain her fork clattered to the floor. |
Dante blinked and looked to Michi, watching her. She was in pain? He pushed off the door frame as her fork clattered to the floor. He moved up to the counter and placed a hand on the girl's forehead as if searching for a fever. Hell, he hated magic. How should he know how these things work? "Michi, what's wrong?"
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Michaela Flashes of the mysterious girls past kept rushing into Michaela's head. People reffered to as Atlantians, they spoke this language she couldnt speak or understand. "uh.." She was getting weak, Chie's memory filtering into into her own, she couldnt bear it anymore, she went limp and fell off the stool. |
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