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Mayham
Jul 25, 2014 11:23:18 GMT -5
Post by mobsterlicous on Jul 25, 2014 11:23:18 GMT -5
"My name is Bain.... Those clothes are for you." He pointed towards the pack of clothing on the side of the room. "I bought a variety of things so you can choose what you want." Bain rubbed at his bloodshot eyes trying to adjust them to the the darkness. "I'm sorry, this must be confusing to you." He had no idea how to go about this. "We're in a inn at Ymir city. If you're hungry I have some food in my pack."
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Mayham
Jul 25, 2014 20:26:53 GMT -5
Post by Kaotic on Jul 25, 2014 20:26:53 GMT -5
"Back home." She muttered. A dark memory clouding her violet eyes. She ruffled her short hair and looked dazed again. "Father..." She pouted remembering Emory telling her she couldn't go home. Stella poked through the cloths until she found a rather plain floral dress. All the cloths were thick and warm. and cloaks were included in the pile. "It's winter..." She affirmed. The last time she opened her eyes it had been spring. "I like pink." She had a slight smile as she gently stroked the blush colored cloak. "And flowers..." Her mind was wondering again. "Bain... a sad name." She commented not meaning any harm. "I am Stella. Stella Ventrelli."
Aiden was prepared for the shock as his metallic scar was revealed. "Peanie ventured a bit far. It hurts sometimes..."
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Mayham
Jul 25, 2014 23:39:38 GMT -5
Post by mobsterlicous on Jul 25, 2014 23:39:38 GMT -5
"You have a nice smile." Bain rummaged through his pack grabbing his strawberries. "An abusive man gave me that name. Meant to be an insult towards me." He offered a strawberry to her. "Do you like strawberries? The only other thing I have are potatoes." He rubbed at the scar on his forehead given to me by Seia. "How.... how do you feel?"
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Mayham
Jul 26, 2014 1:56:22 GMT -5
Post by zombiekiller on Jul 26, 2014 1:56:22 GMT -5
"Is that from separating from your spirit beast?" Alandra took a long look before backing up. "I'm sorry for being rude. Mother had told me a lady of my stature should learn to be refined." She blushed a bit at the mention of her mother. "She says alot of things that tend to offend me."
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Mayham
Jul 26, 2014 15:48:08 GMT -5
Post by Kaotic on Jul 26, 2014 15:48:08 GMT -5
"Technically no... the scar isn't from an actual cut." He frowned. He hadn't tried to explain this in detail before. no one had actually asked for specifics. "It's a 'physical manifestation of a spiritual wound' or something." He was obviously quoting someone else and shrugged his indifference. "However it came to be P and Me have a matching set." He brushed his equally silver hair over the mark. "And as for our statures." He smiled. "I never consider mine. I'm who I am." His smile was wide and proud. he didn't care at all for letting his 'nobility' decide his personality for him.
Stella slowly accepted the berry. "We used to have wild berries growing in the fields near home." she told him as she examined the small fruit. "They were iris' favorite." She nibbled on it and smiled. "But papa hated them." Stella finished the strawberry and licked the juice from her fingers. "I think I'm fine." She glanced at Bain and shrugged. she didn't know how she could be fine with the awkwardness, new scars, and not to mention the stranger sitting across from her. But she wasn't one to complain.
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Mayham
Jul 27, 2014 2:47:19 GMT -5
Post by mobsterlicous on Jul 27, 2014 2:47:19 GMT -5
"Okay." Bain went to the window and looked out over the stone city. "If you want to get dressed, I could go to the other room." He offered leaning against the window. "I know I would in your situation."
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Mayham
Jul 27, 2014 13:11:23 GMT -5
Post by Kaotic on Jul 27, 2014 13:11:23 GMT -5
stella looked down at the cloth bundled in her lap and nodded. "I'm cold." She placed the pink cloak on the bed and lifted the dress. letting unfold as she held it against her for inspection.
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Mayham
Jul 27, 2014 13:18:40 GMT -5
Post by mobsterlicous on Jul 27, 2014 13:18:40 GMT -5
"Hopefully I grabbed the right size for you." He turned around giving her freedom of changing without prying eyes. "If you don't like them I could go back and get something else."
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Mayham
Jul 27, 2014 13:25:09 GMT -5
Post by Kaotic on Jul 27, 2014 13:25:09 GMT -5
Stella dropped the robe and pulled the dress on over her head. "This is good. I like flowers." It was a thick and warm white fabric covered in small pale flowers. "Winter dresses with spring designs. how fun." She gently rubbed the skirts even before standing up. She tied the back up quickly and wrapped herself in the cloak. 'Some shoes and a hair ribbon would be nice' she thought as she brushed her fingers through her hair but knew whe'd probably fall asleep again sooner rather than later. it would be a waste really.
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Mayham
Jul 27, 2014 13:36:44 GMT -5
Post by mobsterlicous on Jul 27, 2014 13:36:44 GMT -5
"I'm glad you like them." Bain kept his eyes towards the window as she changed. "Most girls in your posistion would be freaking waking up in a room with a complete stranger. I hope I didn't frighten you." He traced the lines of his leather cuirass keeping his mind occupied. 'I should find a cloak for myself actually.'
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Mayham
Jul 27, 2014 15:56:24 GMT -5
Post by Kaotic on Jul 27, 2014 15:56:24 GMT -5
She cocked her head to the side. "I'm with someone i don't know every time i wake up." She curled her legs back against her chest. "In a strange place and with new wounds or scars. Any explanation just confuses me more." She yawned. obviously distressed but strangely resigned to it.
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Mayham
Jul 27, 2014 16:07:56 GMT -5
Post by mobsterlicous on Jul 27, 2014 16:07:56 GMT -5
"Do you want to get some sleep?" Bain turned assuming it was okay to look again. "I could show you around Ymir if you like. I was born here I know alot of the places.... some of them are new. I haven't been back here in about a decade." Had it really been that long since he ran from his father. "I imagine you would like to get some actual food."
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Mayham
Jul 27, 2014 16:11:52 GMT -5
Post by Kaotic on Jul 27, 2014 16:11:52 GMT -5
Stella smiled. She didn't want to go back to sleep just yet. she knew if she did she'd wake up to yet another room and set of scars. "A tour sounds fun." it had been a very long time since she last went into town with her papa. she was excited to see it once more.
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Mayham
Jul 27, 2014 20:25:39 GMT -5
Post by zombiekiller on Jul 27, 2014 20:25:39 GMT -5
"Mine doesn't matter. I'm not taking over the kingdom anyway. I'm just used as a doll." Alandra sighed leaning against the wall. "So you call Peanie 'P' that's a cute name, not very creative, but cute nonetheless." She smiled laughing lightly. "I probably have to get back to the castle. I don't want my Mother to worry about me to much."
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Mayham
Jul 27, 2014 20:48:28 GMT -5
Post by Kaotic on Jul 27, 2014 20:48:28 GMT -5
"Very adventurous." He teased. in truth he may have been a bit jealous; his antics earned anger but never worry. "And I'm sure if she worries about you then she doesn't think of you as a 'doll' a all."
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