Lucian
Spell Caster
Stamme
Oh the pain in your eyes, my regrets have never known such sorrow
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Post by Lucian on Jan 3, 2007 0:13:52 GMT -5
Lucian smiled as he noticed how cutely tired Madelyn looked. Even when she was not trying to be she was simply the most adorable little girl that Lucian had ever met. It was almost as if she were the physical embodiment of sweet, cute, quiet innocence. In fact Lucian realized those were the exact words that described Madelyn the best; sweet, cute, quiet, and innocent. She was most certainly the embodiment of all those words too it was as if she was those words personified and mixed into the most perfect girl that could ever exist in the world. He could not help but chuckle a little as she yawned so adorably. Lucian fought down the overwhelming urge to kiss her, he did not know why now of all times that familiar urge would surface. Maybe it was because of adorable she looked, yawning like a newborn kitten.
Lucian sighed softly as the feeling subsided but then a look of worry crossed his features as she started reading his note. When she got to a certain point in the note she giggled and then froze. Her eyes seemed to glaze with a far away look and Lucian's brow creased in worry as he looked down at her. He even tried waving his hand in the face of the young girl, but nothing could seem to break the spell that she was under. But as soon as it started it ended and she snapped back to reality and trembled trying to fight from crying. He sighed softly, Madelyn was very obsessed with trying to stay strong for Jonathan's memory and he knew that her devotion for him and his memory ran deep.
He looked at her a little confused as he saw her start crying softly and the tears slid down her face onto her writing pad. Lucian wrapped his arms around her comfortingly as she pulled herself into his lap and she kept crying softly and silently. That was when she spoke and her voice, it was so soft and angelic, Lucian was confused for a second and thought he might be dreaming. However he was not dreaming, this girl truly posessed an angelic voice and it made Lucian's heart swell to hear it. He nodded softly as he held her in his arms.
"It's okay Maddie...I'm here," he whispered softly as he held her in his lap tightly and comfortingly.
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madelyn
Spell Caster
Klaverspiller
This song is my soul.
Posts: 151
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Post by madelyn on Jan 3, 2007 1:04:45 GMT -5
Madelyn felt Lucian's arms hold her tightly as she cried. He told her it would be okay. Even called her by her new nickname and she smiled softly as she nodded. It was so hard sometimes to get through every day life. Without anyone there by herside and now she had remembered. Her first happy memory. Her first since before Jonathan. There had.. really had been a better life that she had lived before she had been taken away. And now she was in the large tattooed arms of her best friend in the entire world and he was holding and consoling her. She needed him and he was here for her. He wasn't running away or feeling awkward he was holding her like she belonged here.
She nuzzled in as she began to relax and calm herself down. She was trying to be stronger these days. If not for Jonathan's memory then for when her children were born. She closed her eyes and settled into his lap intent on not leaving for some time. Her little pale hand took part of his shirt and she clutched it like a security blanket while she settled down her other arm was between her body and his. She sat sideways in his lap so her feet were to the side and her body was leaning against him her head on his shoulder gently.
She was silent again as she slipped to sleep in his lap. So long it had been since she had felt the warm strong arms of a man around her small body as she slept. It was natural, or had become that way after she and Jonathan had been married. A month he had been gone now... a little over. And she still had problems sleeping without him there. And now.. now she was wrapped in Lucian's large muscular arms and she fell asleep. Her breathing was deep and soft Lucian would be able to hear it. Her eyes closed and her face relaxed as she curled up more in his lap to sleep. Her face so relaxed and soft her hair up in it's pony tail. Her chest rising and falling. She looked so small in Lucian's large lap but she was so comfortable. Here she felt safe and here.. Finally. Madelyn would rest.
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Lexandra
Spell Caster
Bueskytten
Just try me.
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Post by Lexandra on Jan 3, 2007 7:18:37 GMT -5
Lexi rolled her eyes as Xavier wrapped his arms around her waist. She leaned against him as the meeting got started. He was right. She did love him that was the ONLY reason you would see her in some namby pampy share a lot group. She watched as Ziare, that blonde girl, started the meeting and began talking about what they were here to do. Lexi didn't want to be here. Didn't want to be part of some club but Xavier had practically twisted her arm but no worries she would pay him back and pay him back dearly at that.
The blonde began to ask for volunteers out of everyone to be this important person to control military. Well Lexi didn't get out much so there was only one person she would vote for. She looked around the room. Some people were voting for some little kid that couldn't have been more than twelve and looked like he was about to pee himself with all the people around. The other was some blonde headed kid sharing a coke with some red headed hyper helldemon.
"Xavier." she said out loud to everyone. "I nominate Xavier."
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Brandon (Tech)
Spell Caster
Videnskabsmand
True power, like true beauty, comes from within
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Post by Brandon (Tech) on Jan 3, 2007 12:06:48 GMT -5
Wow, things were surely moving fast here. This was their first meeting and they were already nominating important members in the group. Just one, true, but still. Brandon couldn't help but feel a little down when fighting practise was mentioned. It was to be expected, true, but he was severely out of practice. Still, He thought, looking at the back of his hand, Once I get the breastplate and sword done, I should stand a chance.
It also seemed that a lot of other things were happening around the place. He couldn't help but to smile at all the different auras his artificial eye revealed to him. It was like watching the most spectacular of light shows, only with colors, patterns and shapes were so much more beautiful. His own aura was a powerful yellow, shifting and seemed to throw off sparks. Kelsie's was a soft and warm bluish-white, one that matched perfectly with her healing gift. Another guy, a good-looking youth with long red hair, seemed to be surrounded by a light-grey, smoke-like aura, that whirled around him like an orb of wind. The supressed blue glow that he also emanated indicated unused potential, a thin that Brandon had seen many times in New York, among his friends there.
As for the nominations, he had little to offer. He knew no one in the room except for Kelsie. He could always nominate himself, but he didn't want to seem arrogant. He had files on this subject as well, true, but there was no substitute for the experience he was sure someone in the room possessed. So he decided to stay quiet and wait for the meeting to take it's next step
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Shea
Spell Caster
Juvel
Jewels and emotions are my weapons.
Posts: 225
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Post by Shea on Jan 3, 2007 16:35:17 GMT -5
Shea was sitting down now. She didn't have much else to do but stare at the kitten in her lap as Bella tried to console her mentally but Shea was being unreceptive. Shea heard Trevor speak but she didn't look up at all. He was nominating someone with the same name as transportation to be the next military captain. On any normal basis she might have nominated Darian but he had made her so mad that was no longer an option for her she was going towait and make him suffer he was going to appologize for being such a jerk.
Suddenly though Trevor began speaking toher and she lifted her face to look at him. He told her that it pained him to see her upset even if they had just met. A small smirk broke out on her face. Suddenly, he spoke of being bold and her eyes widened wondering what on earth he could mean. Suddenly he pulled her into a hug and she hugged him back. A few tears rolled down her face for a moment as they hugged and then she pulled back. Her green eyes met his and she smiled softly.
"I'll be allright. Darian and I fight often. It's what keeps life interesting, I guess. The main thing is. I don't want him to hurt you." she said softly as she sat there and Bella nuzzled her hand. Shea's smile returned as Bella did that.
"If you .. don't want me to be your teacher now, I would understand. I.. I'm sorry." she said softly and looked down again. She had honestly looked forward to teaching him some wind magic but he might not want her to teach him just because of Darian in which case he would be sleeping alone tonight.
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Xavier
Spell Caster
Ulv
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Post by Xavier on Jan 3, 2007 19:55:33 GMT -5
Xavier listened carefully as Ziare talked about the need for a person to be in charge of the more militant and defensive operations of the group. He sighed a little with relief because certainly no one would nominate him for a position like that. The few people here who actually knew him knew he was a peaceful druid and never actually fought unless the situation absolutely called for it. But when it did he had to admit he could fight with the best of them. Regardless though he had no form of military training and didn't think he'd be all that great of an organizer or a strategist. He considered the two people who had already been nominated when suddenly Lex started talking.
No she wasn't going to...was she...yes, she was and did. Xavier sighed and couldn't help but get a little flustered as out of the blue Lex nominated him for the position. He wanted to help the group but he didn't think he would be best suited in the combat area of the group though he could fight he didn't really like to.
"Lex, why me?" he asked her in a hushed whispered voice, "I'm no military trainee or strategist that's like the complete opposite of me," he explained softly as he struggled to come up with a reason as to why exactly she would nominate him. He wondered if people would actually vote for him because if he got the position he certainly wouldn't deny it. If it was to help the group he would do it in the way the members thought was best and try his hardest in any position they gave him.
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Fi
Apprentice
Jord
Nature Calls!
Posts: 73
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Post by Fi on Jan 3, 2007 22:27:15 GMT -5
Sieg took her hand gently and she went with him. It felt good. Really good to just be back in his arms. The way that he looked at her and the way that he held her. To a chair he led her and she sat down in his lap as he pulled her there. She sighed softly and leaned into him gently pulling her legs up in an indian style in his lap as she leaned back. His arms were around her and suddenly so were his lips. They connected with hers in a kiss that told her everything she ever wanted to hear from him. She returned it heatedly loving the taste of his hips and the way he held her was amazing.
But soon the meeting officially started and it wasn't really all that polite to be making out during a meeting no matter how long you had been seperated. So she turned her attention to the blonde that was now speaking. Fiona was a very social person unless she was working on a project. And with Sieg gone she had thrown herself into many of them and had not been on campus much. As such she was seeing many of these people now for the first time and the woman wanted a nomination and voting for someone to take a newly emptied second in command chair. Someone with experience. Fi looked at the three candidates named thus far. Xeryth, a blonde boy that looked like he might faint if his name was called again. Train, a boy cuddling with some redheaded hyper girl that hadn't said a word. And then a boy that was cuddling Ms. Attitude. She wasn't sure about any of them so why not take the safe bet and go with Mr. Popular.
"Xeryth. I think would be good." she said softly. Not knowing who the hell Xeryth was or if he would be good but his girlfriend and the cuddly redhead had voted for him so he couldn't be that bad. She elbowed Sieg to make a vote too half the men just kinda sat there while all the women spoke up. Tells you a lot about the men now doesn't it?
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Trevor
Apprentice
Kriger
My heart is my guide.
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Post by Trevor on Jan 4, 2007 14:12:59 GMT -5
Trevor couldn't believe she returned his hug. he thought she might just sit there and not move, but she responded. She pulled back and spoke, expressing fear, both for Trevor's life and possibly him turning her down as a teacher. Trevor smiled, then began to laugh. When he stopped, he spoke.
"Ah, mi lady, you don't know me very well. I have faced a great many dangers in my life thus far. I have managed to hold my own, and I am still alive to tell the tale. I traveled with the Crimson Blade. Most people have herd of them, and of me, though not as Trevor. When I traveled with them, I was called the Swift Dragon. This mark," he pointed to the star just under his neck. "This is the mark of mastery in my clan. When someone in my clan masters something, whatever that skill may be, they are given a mark here. My skill was swordplay. This, the mark of the star. Each symbol means something different, and that is what mine means."
The scar was also obvious, and he though he might as well explain. Also, the nominations were still going on, and there would be enough time. "This was earned in a battle. We were hired by a local village to protect them from a group of Trolls who had been attacking and stealing livestock. A close friend of mine, Angel, was sent out to scout. He didn't return when he should have. I went after him, and found him pined to a tree. It was the first time the smile on my face faded. I saw the group that we were scouting. They had beaten him badly. Angel is no stranger to a fight, but he was mostly a white magic user, and battle wasn't his strong suit. he was a good scout, and his angelic wings allowed him to be quick enough most of the time.
This time, he had been ambushed. They spotted him, and he didn't get away. He was unconscious when I found him, and they were about to deliver a fatal attack. I got there just in time, and jumped in front of the attacker. I guided his blade away, form Angel, but not far enough. The blade ran it's course on my chest. I fended them off long enough for the rest of the clan to arrive. We drove them back, and won.
Angel woke up and heard what happened. He healed my wound, but the scar still remained. He felt like it was his fault, but I didn't. It was my choice. He is still with the clan today." Trevor stopped, and blushed a bit. "Sorry, I get kind of nostalgic. The days I spent in the Crimson Blade were some of the best of my life. When I think back on it, I tend to ramble." He smiled at Shea. "Sorry if my story bored you. but, now you know a little more about your new student. Hopefully I put some of your fears to rest. Even if i should fear Darien, I do not. He will not scare me away from you. You still have your student, but not only that." He placed a hand over hers. "You have a friend as well."
He released her hand so as not to rile up her fiance'. "It might be none of my business, and I apologize again if I seem too bold. However, you shouldn't fight as often as you say you do. That isn't what you need to make life interesting. You should seek happiness. If he does make you happy, then so be it. However, if he doesn't, then you should find that which will keep a smile upon that face. Tears don't suit you like a smile would." He gave her a smile of his own.
If I were with you, I would make sure you never had to worry about talking to someone, wondering if I would be mad at you. I would strive to make sure you were happy. "Shea, I am sure there are people out there who would treat you as you deserved. If things can be worked out with Darien, then I wish you the best. If not, then know that there is someone who could make you happy." With that, he got up. It was the first time Shea would see him completely, not seated in a chair.
He bowed, just as he would when addressing a noble. "Until tonight mi lady. I must go and greet my other roommate who just arrived, the very one I nominated for the open position. I hope I have been able to cheer you up. I will meet you at the training grounds later. For now, I bid you farewell." He took her hand once more, and kissed the back of it. He looked up, his eyes meeting hers. His voice softened, and it took on a different air. it was alluring and charming. "Until tonight." With that he headed to where Train was standing.
Keiko was still there, and he smiled at the two. No doubt by the look on Keiko's face she would ask about his new friend. "Train! it has been a while! How are you? Glad you could make it."
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Lucian
Spell Caster
Stamme
Oh the pain in your eyes, my regrets have never known such sorrow
Posts: 120
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Post by Lucian on Jan 4, 2007 22:45:06 GMT -5
Lucian sighed a little as she calmed down and started to relax in his arms. He massaged the small of her back gently to calm her down further as he continued to hold her. He felt her nuzzle into his chest, he wanted her to know she was welcome in his arms anytime she needed comfort and support. He wanted her to know that she did not have to be strong all by herself all the time; she could lean on him for strength if she needed it. Lucian wanted Madelyn to know that he was here for her, that he would always be for her, in the good times and the bad times.
He could not help but smile softly as he felt her clutch his shirt tightly in one hand and leaned against him as she finally starting to relax and then finally the small blonde fell asleep in his arms. Lucian smiled as he watched her sleep, finally it seemed she was at peace at least for the time being. He wanted her to stay relaxed so he let her hair down for her and started to stroke her long blonde hair. Lucian knew that was one of the things that really relaxed her and he wanted her to know a least a moments a peace, a moment where she did not have to worry about being strong and suppressing her emotions.
He smiled softly down at her as he watched her sleep so peacefully as he continued to stroke her hair. He loved her so much, but he knew how much she loved Jonathan, there was no way Lucian could live up to Jonathan’s memory. It seemed he was destined to remain only a close friend and nothing more. But Lucian had come to accept that fact and he was happy that at least he could be there for her as friend if he could not be there for her as a lover. Lucian smiled and leaned down a little kissing her on the forehead gently as she slept, wanting her to know that he would always be there for her as a source of strength to lean on.
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madelyn
Spell Caster
Klaverspiller
This song is my soul.
Posts: 151
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Post by madelyn on Jan 4, 2007 23:16:35 GMT -5
Madelyn slept peacefully in his arms. He was someone she was actually very close to. Never in her life had she gotten close to men before. Not before Jonathan and now.. Lucian. She trusted him with her life, always would. He had earned her trust long ago over tea and now he had kept it easily. And now here she slept wrapped in is arms. Her hair down. Her body peaceful. She was comfortable that much was obvious but even more so was the amount of trust one would need for Madelyn to sleep in their lap.
He kissed her forehead and a small smile broke out on her face. And you might think that she would be calling out someone's name. A person that she loved and someone that made her safe and comfortable. Someone that she could trust no matter what and someone that she could put her complete faith in. For most one would think that was Jonathan. And had he still been alive, it would have been. Because she did love Jonathan. She loved him more than you could put a label on but she also was trying to live. Live, like he had made her promise that she would and she was finding some closeness in her friends she had never realized before.
"Luc.." she whispered softly.
She said nothing else. But it meant something, when you called out someone's name in your sleep. It meant that you were the most important person in their world. That you were the one that made her smile and the one that made her laugh and the one that she could trust no matter what was going on. This was who she had called out in her sleep, her time of ultimate need. One Lucian Dragomir. The man holding her in his lap holding her and loving her silently too afraid to tell her a single thing.
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Lucian
Spell Caster
Stamme
Oh the pain in your eyes, my regrets have never known such sorrow
Posts: 120
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Post by Lucian on Jan 4, 2007 23:34:45 GMT -5
Lucian continued stroking her hair as Madelyn slept peacefully, clutching his shirt cutely with one hand as she slept in his lap. He was growing closer and closer to the young blonde every day and it was getting harder and harder for him to keep his love for her quiet. Sooner or later he was going to have to tell her, he had to tell her. Even if she did not think it was right for them to be in love he had to at least know that she knew he loved her and wanted to be her strength and comfort in this rough time in her life. He saw the small smile on her face after he had kissed her one the forehead and that made him smile.
That was when he heard it, her faint angelic voice, and whispering out in her sleep. It took a few seconds for it to register on him whose name she had just whispered. A surprised expression followed by a soft warm smile broke out on his face as he looked down at her. She had just whispered his name in her sleep that meant she did feel something for him, maybe even something more than just being friends. He smiled even more warmly and caringly down at her as he brushed a few stray strands of her beautiful golden hair away from her peaceful looking face as he looked down at her.
“Maddie, I’m here for you…I always will be,” he whispered very softly in her ear as he stroked her cheek gently and then leaned down. He sighed a little; this was it, at least the first step in his process of confessing his feelings to her. Lucian smiled though; she had whispered his name, which meant that there had to be something she felt that was maybe more than just friendship as well. That was when he decided to do it; he pressed his lips gently against hers in a soft sweet kiss. He pulled away slowly, almost regretfully as if he wished the kiss could have gone on longer but that was enough for now. The time would come when he would be able to fully confess his love for her, but for now that kiss would be the first clue.
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madelyn
Spell Caster
Klaverspiller
This song is my soul.
Posts: 151
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Post by madelyn on Jan 5, 2007 0:17:58 GMT -5
A whisper. The soft rush of hair against her ear was what began to wake her from her gentle slumber in Lucian's lap. Her breathing changed just slightly but she listened to his words. A soft smile threatened to break out on her face. Her best friend in the world wanted to be there for her and that made her feel better than anything else in the world. She sighed softly as he stroked her cheek and was about to open her eyes when she felt him move. She tensed softly and then.. he kissed her.
His lips against hers and her lips formed around his as well. It had been a long time since she had been kissed. And her heart raced. She couldn't breathe. Her stomach twisted in knots. It broke and suddenly she felt so .. alive. Gently and gracefully her small violet blue eyes opened after the kiss a blush on her cheeks. It was soft and pink but sharp enough on her soft pale skin. She giggled softly as she looked up at him and touched her lips gently with her finger tips as if she was in complete and utter shock that he had kissed her. She didn't know why he had kissed her but she wasn't going to fight it either.
Her heart began to slow and her blush for some reason deepened. She leaned against him now awake and her hand lay on his chest gently her thumb stroked his chest gently. Back and forth a soft comforting motion. she didn't say anything but then again that isn't abnormal. Gently she arched up and kissed his neck softly. Her lips lay on his neck for some amount of moments kissing him back gently. Not sure she was ready to kiss him herself but the neck was safe. Her hand stroked his chest still gently when she relaxed in his lap gently and broke the kiss and settled down hoping that maybe he would accept that.
She looked up at him shyly. She giggled softly and nuzzled into him gently. She realized her hair was down and blushed even deeper but she didnt' care so long as it was Lucian and he would hold her until she had to leave. She wasn't going to go back to sleep just yet, but she was indeed, going to stay in his arms where she was not only safe but comfortable. He was important to her and he was the one that she knew she could run to in any time of need. He wanted to be there for her and she was going to let him. She needed someone, she didn't like being alone, and Lucian was filling a void that had developed in her small but kind heart.
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Drake Sevnik
Apprentice
The only thing permenant in the magical world is feelings.
Posts: 38
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Post by Drake Sevnik on Jan 5, 2007 19:18:11 GMT -5
A flap of wings was heard as Drake settled at the front door of this place. He was reluctent to go. He knew that SHE was going to be there. Celeste was already there he could sense her and Hadrian in this building. Reluctently he began to enter the place a crowd of people and he saw her snuggling him. He had a pained look but, he concealed it as he shook out his wings lightly they damp from the weather. He looked up and saw Madelyn giggling and snuggling someone and he wasn't sure what to think. Yet she looked happy. He chewed his thumbnail lightly. Why did he come here anyways? He saw them looking so...he looked away for a moment as he let his wings dry out and he slowly flapped them once and let them retract into his body.
There was nothing for him here it seemed. He made his way to a small corner as he considered it for a moment. For a brief moment he considered things. There was just so many things he was trying to handle right now. His death in some ways had made it a very awkward situation for him with others. After all how exactly do you talk to someone who knew you were dead over over a month. Who knew you had been killed. He shook his head gently for a moment as he picked up a drink and sipped at it not even noticing the taste. He looked up for a moment his eyes gazing at the ceiling briefly. He shook his head he didn't want to interrupt what seemed to be a private moment between Madelyn and Lucian as he walked around the room.
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Train Volaere
Apprentice
Sirius' New Apprentice MilitaerAlkemist
And make it double!
Posts: 74
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Post by Train Volaere on Jan 5, 2007 20:20:12 GMT -5
Train blinked for a moment and was starting to look through the crowd he heard someone nominating him and then blinked. There was a jingling noise that caught his attention and Train quickly used alchemy to lid the coke for the inevitable action! Train had just barely sealed it in-time and eeeeped loudly when he was tackled into a chair by one certain super hyper paper mage TADAH it was Keiko! Train yelped when they impacted into a chair the certain cuddly paper mage. Yeah the temporary seal on the drink war off then as Keiko stole a sip of his coke and he couldn't help but, give a small smile and a faint blush. Then she raised his hand to nominate him for something. Wait wait wait WHAT THE HELL WAS SHE nominating him for?!
"Kei what the bloody hell are you putting me up to..." Train muttered to her as he soon heard Trevor approach and looked up at him. He remembered something else and flushed slightly rubbing the back of his head. He had remembered Trevor's offer and interest in him as he lightly gave a small smile as he looked up at him. One of Train's forearms was in a cast and he gave a smile.
"I'm doing fine I kind of busted up my arm but, it's healing up pretty well," Train said with a wary smile.
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Brandon (Tech)
Spell Caster
Videnskabsmand
True power, like true beauty, comes from within
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Post by Brandon (Tech) on Jan 5, 2007 20:32:52 GMT -5
Brandon rubbed the back of his head, feeling the headache hatch. He knew it had been coming and he probably deserved it too, this always happened when he was observing too many auras at once. The strong, playing colors and patterns were beautigul to behold, but when he watched too many it overloaded the image compartment in his brain. Closing his eyes to th world for a moment, he deactivated the aura perciever with a thought.
Blinking a few times before looking around himself again, he looked almost like someone who had put their contacts in and tried to blink the feeling away. Back to normal vision he looked around the assembled crowd again. There was a good deal of people assembled, and most of them looked quite capable, but when were they going to discuss the theory? That was the main reason he had come after all. I guess we have to go through all the practical stuff first, He thought, How boring. Then he froze. There, at the other end of the room, was that her? It looked like her but still, seemed a little far fetched. Noep, it was her, Celeste, probably the first real friend he had gotten since he came to the Arcane Academy.
He was about to wave her over when she saw that she was etting with someone, or more specifically in his lap. He remembered that she had been bruised, beaten because off... was it really something as stupid as dinner? He remembered how hurt she had been, that she had cried, but now things seemed to be alright. But sitting in someones lap was something that you typically only did with someone that you were romantically involved with, and if this was that bastard who had hurt his friend he would be sure to hurt him back.
But not now. This was a meeting, and order had to be maintained, even if Brandon had to put off a little bit of vengeance. But he decided to zoom in on the guy and get a good look at him, just in case he would meet him at some other stage or better, that Jonathan stopped by again.
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