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Post by ToxicShadow on Feb 5, 2007 16:05:46 GMT -5
The day slowly transformed into a rather bleak reflection of itself as the minutes ticked on the clock and all the beings of the city droned along with their pitiful lives. Soon the sun began to set, the orange sphere poking out from just behind the distant towers and whatever else found its way into the background. The pale blue sky was washed over with several shades of pink, purple and orange. However, despite the normally calming setting, the sky was also a bit darker then usual. The air was growing cooler and the wind felt like tiny slivers of ice against one woman's bare arms.
A shiver crawled up her spine, causing her whole frame to shake slightly from her position sitting against the rough bark of a tree trunk. The cold breeze rushed along, sending her bight hair to dance and tangle in the wind despite the pointed purple hat which adorned the top of her head and caused the slight frills of her purple dress to ruffle. Some of the orange ribbons that were used for decoration on her outfit also became untidy. Her slender hands, covered in black netted gloves, rested just below her knees, for she hand pulled her pink and white stocking covered legs up to her chest. Her chin was resting on the top of her knees. Her black eyes seemed dull and lifeless as she stared out at the scene before her.
It wasn't all that exciting at the city park today. Most people must have seen it fit to stay indoors on a day that seemed to be the sign of later rain and gloom for the following days to come. Quite a tragic thing really, she'd been hoping for some sort of fun. Usually the park held a concert or something interesting on Friday nights, but not this time. The only people around here were couples both smitten with each other's presence, one she dared not to intrude upon, or others that seemed rather sad for one reason or another- which was another thing she didn't want to bother. The fact was, however, she probably looked just as depressed as they, for she was a bit disappointed and was growing notably bored.
((Not the greatest intro but I tried, and I didn't want to make you wait forever.))
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Post by Bunny on Feb 5, 2007 16:30:38 GMT -5
Though it was slowly but surely growing darker as the time passed something remained pretty bright in the growing gloom of the park. Bright white and dancing around without a care in the world.
After a white it was clear that this figure was in fact a cybunny all off him hot pink or brilliant white which stood out against the dark grass like a sore thumb. This young man was wearing a long white robe that billowed pout behind him as he went about showing off what he wore underneath, which was nothing more than a pair of white pants. This shown off the three pink stripes going down his chest. Despite his attire he did not appear to mind the cold.
Hot pink eyes scanned the park. So many people willing to do so much for what they wanted. His nose did however crinkle slightly when he noticed the amount of love in the air which was not so good.
He ran a hand through short, pink, spiky hair before something caught his interest. There was someone here who was not quite right... he could feel it he just had to find them and so he set off to wards the trees, he was sure it was coming from that direction.
(( sorry is this is not all that good o-o ))
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Post by ToxicShadow on Feb 5, 2007 16:56:42 GMT -5
((Grrr, my internet shut down when I tried to send my last post! I wish I could attack my internet.))
The woman still didn't move an inch as the seconds seemed to last for hours. Her stare never diverted from their path straight ahead, into the area that seemed so much like a tamed forest. It was a sad thing, being here alone. She was very very far from her usual demeanor. Bright, unbelievably cheery, and constantly radiating with a pleasant feel that lifted the spirits of all those around her. Only, today her radiation didn't wander, it stayed right in her own little area. Her plans were ruined, what was she supposed to do with all her free time? She was left to think about this, only to find no conclusion. She had no school, no work, and her roommate was taking part in college night classes. She wasn't her normal self, obviously, and it was a very odd sight indeed. It normally took a lot to bring down her mood.
She sighed, finally breaking her statuesque look and showing some slight sign of vital life. Her poofy orange tail twitched slightly, just a reaction to a distant crashing sound created by two tree branches colliding. But as soon as a calm settled over again, she went back to her motionless position.
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Post by Bunny on Feb 5, 2007 17:06:51 GMT -5
Soon the man stopped not too far from the woman and looked down at her. Yeah there they were, the one he could feel the presence of. He liked people to be different, he liked to have a bit of change in the people he spoke to and didn't want to hear the same story's over and over again until his brain wanted to melt and run out of his ears. He then slowly moved forwards more like an animal stalking it's prey though his intent was not to actually harm this person. His curiosity had been sparked and he wanted to satisfy it before doing anything else. "Now why does such a lovely young lady look so sad?" He asked coolly his voice calm and confident. "And choose to sit here out on her own when there is so much that can be done with the time she has?" (( most sorry to say this but I have to go offline now I may catch you on line again soonish but there is no saying for sure ))
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Post by ToxicShadow on Feb 5, 2007 17:19:04 GMT -5
Once the other being became present, it was like she suddenly became too aware. Her head lifted up and her hands moved to sit in her lap, a more reformed position. Her dark eyes changed slightly, showing more life then before as she looked up at the man before her. With a quick assessment, she decided that he was clearly different and perhaps worth the time of conversation. She always enjoyed being around people that were different then the usual beings. It had always been that way.
"Its not quite any of your business, sir, but I find that I lack anything to do with time." She replied. Her voice was clam, but a little uplifted. At least now she wasn't left to wallow in her own thought. Yet, she felt she should also be weary. For with difference usually comes a secret of sorts. "There just so happens to be too much time at the moment and nothing of interest to fill it with."
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Post by Bunny on Feb 6, 2007 0:10:24 GMT -5
"To be perfectly honest never in my life have I been totaly bored so long as there are other living breathing people withing the same area." He shrugged and lent against the closest tree he could find. "Therfore quite impossible in the middle of such a city. It would take a lot more to wipe this place out."
His eyes stayed locked onto her as he tried to get a feel for the personality and far more importantly to him discover what was off. There was only so much he could tell about a person at a mere glance.
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Post by ToxicShadow on Feb 6, 2007 0:59:09 GMT -5
She huffed slightly in return to his words. Her eyes locked on his in return, not planning to break gaze and show any sign of weakness or the like. "Entertained so long as there is a living thing, huh? Well, many people of the city are as good dead as they are living. Too many of the city dwellers drone on with their lives like empty shells, not really living. However, everyone deserves a chance to live, even if they waste it..."
She then took to standing up, dusting off her dress and straightening out what the wind had messed up. Her eyes returned to his again once she was finished. "By any chance, am I supposed to be your current entertainment?" She questioned raising an eyebrow. "What exactly is it that you like in any and all living, breathing beings?" The way she questioned him wasn't just out of curiosity, that was clear, but also a suspicion like she was trying to get at something that she knew wasn't quite right.
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Post by Bunny on Feb 6, 2007 1:02:40 GMT -5
"Oh I already knew what other people would tell me." He turned and looked out to the park. Not to far away there was a lone figure sitting on a bench. He pointed to them. "He for example recently lost someone dear to him."
He then looked back at her. "Not like it really well and truely matters but I came and spoke to you because you just are not quite normal in the typical sence are you?"
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Post by ToxicShadow on Feb 6, 2007 1:10:54 GMT -5
Her eyes followed to where he pointed while she listened to his short explanation. It didn't make any sense how he would know, but she guessed it was one of his secrets that she suspected.
"Neither are you, clearly." She replied simply, crossing her arms across her chest. "But, you're fully correct. I'm not normal, I'm not even normal among those who aren't normal." By now, her tail perked up, showing that she was actually taking some sort of interest in what was going on and that she wasn't quite so bored any more. "But you have no idea what my story is, so you're more interested, no?"
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Post by Bunny on Feb 6, 2007 1:18:21 GMT -5
"Exactly." He nodded and brushed back a few stray starands of hair that always managed to fall down and bug him. "However," He straightened up slightly. "It is rather rude of my to be wondering and wanting to hear such things when you have no idea who I am aside from some guy who is not normal." A small laugh escaped him and he extended a hand. "The name is Cerisathe and that's all there is to it, no second names, no middle name or anything else." There was a smile on his face small as it was as he studied her.
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Post by ToxicShadow on Feb 6, 2007 1:29:07 GMT -5
"Of course. It is rather rude to be curious that way, when one's haven't even truly met." She scolded the man softly. She took a step forward to shake his offered hand with a slight grin on her face. "Its a pleasure. The name's Magion, and likewise, nothing else." And when their hands released from the shake, she took a slight step back, her hand raising to the brim of her witch style hat and tipping it downward slightly- this being another form of her greetings. "So, might I ask why you don't know what I'll say?" She then spoke up after the brief silence. "I mean, if you want to know anything about me, its fair I get to know things about you in return."
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Post by Bunny on Feb 6, 2007 1:35:12 GMT -5
"It's a pleasure Magion." He then stuffed his hands into his pockets. Looking at his expression you could tell he was hiding the fact that he was concentrating pretty hard.
"Well there is this thing..." He waved his hands vaguely as he tried to think of the right words he seldom explained himself properly. "It surrounds you and every living thing though to most it is invisable." A small frown appeared on his face. "Ah yes! Aura. It's your aura. Never seen one quite like yours before."
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Post by ToxicShadow on Feb 6, 2007 1:46:38 GMT -5
Magion listened intently as he tried to explain, a smile spreading on her face and turning into a soft laugh. One of her hands raised to her mouth in doing so. This may not have made sense to him, like perhaps she was laughing at how stupid he sounded or something, but it was for a different reason. "My aura is different. Of course it is. I am, after all, very different from the souls of many. But I'll thank you for noticing, I suppose." When she spoke her laughing had ceased. Actually, she never had a chance to thank someone for noticing her differences, for when an important group finally figured it out, it meant trouble for her.
She then stepped back once again, deciding to allow him to know. What was the worse that could happen, except him becoming her enemy? If necessary, she knew she could deal with just about anyone or get away. She held out both of her hands in front of her, palm up, like she was getting ready to catch something. And then, something seemed to faze in like a fog, forming into a solid object and falling right into her waiting hands. She caught the large scythe, which hand a staff taller then herself and a curved metal blade that looked so heavy that she would have fell over. However, she twirled the object in her right hand with ease, it stopping its motion with her planted the bottom on the ground.
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Post by Bunny on Feb 6, 2007 1:50:59 GMT -5
Cerisathe watched he spinning the blade looking quite amused himself. Oh this was going to be most intresting for him. "Never met one of your kind before." He shook his head and let out another small laugh. "And I have met all sorts in my short lifespan so far. So this would be what the strange part was." He nodded his head understanding and not fully understanding at the same time. "So death would be your thing as well would it?"
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Post by ToxicShadow on Feb 6, 2007 1:56:44 GMT -5
The Wokcy nodded her head slightly, grinning at his reaction. "Yep!" Yes, her spirit was lifting up."Yet..." Her smile turned into a frown. Her eyes shifted to assuse the weapon in her hand and brushing her fingers along the large pink bow that was tied just under the blade. "Death is my thing, but I'd rather not have it be so. I'm supposed to be something along the lines of a soul reaper..." she bit down on her lip, trying to figure out the best way to explain it. "Lets just say, I wasn't meant for my job."
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