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Post by Zane Arterius on Mar 1, 2014 14:04:56 GMT -5
Another day, another same morning routine. Get up, little workout, take a shower, followed by making something to eat. This had been Zane's daily morning routine for the past few months now, boring as it may be to some he certainly didn't mind. Still getting used to Death City, he hasn't felt quite comfortable with his surroundings yet., he had been keeping to himself. If he wasn't working out for the rest of the day, he would be sitting at his desk reading and staring out the window watching as the city around him went on with their lives.
Today was different, after finishing his breakfast he sat at the window as he always did. He began to realize he was becoming some what of a hermit, never going out, never socializing, as well as not seeing what Death City has to offer for him. He didn't want to be that guy, so he knew what he had to do.
"Not today!" He blurted out.
It was unclear what he meant by that, some hidden thought he was pondering on, or simply something that felt right to say. Either way his mind was made up, today was the day he was just going to wander Death City and try to make his presence known and not be "that guy who stays in his place and no one knows him" type of person.
In his excitement for an adventure, he sprung up from his chair, his chair went flying back and falling backwards on the ground. He went to his room and put on some more appropriate clothes. After changing out of his workout clothes he went to the kitchen and cleaned his dishes from the breakfast he had earlier. After cleaning them off, he picked up the chair he knocked down earlier and placed it by his desk where it belonged. Making sure his place was cleaned, he was ready to set out, he walked to the door and paused. Taking a deep breath he said
"I can do this!"
He was a bit nervous, but he knew this place was his new home, and the only way it can be a true home was if he went out. He gave a smirk, he was ready for what was to come, he opened his door and proceed to walk outside, he turned around, afterwards he closed the door and locked it. With his hand still on the door he paused for a few moments, then he proceeded to walk down the hallway past the other apartment doors.
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Post by Kaylin McOlster on Apr 6, 2014 18:31:48 GMT -5
Today probably would have been one of the better days for Zane to remain inside…
Somehow the male had gotten off the hook by not letting Kaylin know where he lived. For if he had, the young man would have never been his apartment for extended periods of time. In fact, that was probably one of the few places he was safe from her. For one reason or another, Kaylin did not often frequent inside the homes of those of the residential district. Odd as it may be to think the girl may have some boundaries, maybe it was some residual teachings from Jack at the circus. Don’t go messing in other people’s sleeping places, unless you want no fun for an extended period of time.
However, that didn’t mean that Kaylin didn’t wander the residential district outside every now and then. Which, sadly for Zane, that happened to be today.
So how exactly did this day start? Well, like any other. She woke up, got something to eat, dressed, ran around town like a mad thing, played some games with the kids at the park, etc etc. Having deserted the park a bit earlier than normal, the young female wound up back at her own place. With… the ever continuing want to create something. Paint. Her parents had sent her cheap finger-like paint in the previous week. Now… if she could find it… And find it she did! Oh the joy of the meister when she found it.
Now she could PAINT! On paper right? Like a nice little picture of a house or something? Oh no. Her parents knew her excitement, even if they didn’t realize that her control had only gotten worse since leaving the circus. They got toxic free paint, something that she could easily get on herself without harming her. This, of course, was lost on Kaylin. She would have made her next move regardless of what kind of paint it was.
Herself.
She was the canvas. While she had previously been in her more normal attire, she had quickly stripped her boots off to allow herself more room as well as removing the top half of her ‘jumpsuit’, letting it hang around her waist. Cropped blue t-shirt covering her bust, shorts from her jumpsuit intact, and shoeless. This is how she began her artistry.
It ended with a young woman covered in colors. Her face was a design of lines and swirls, everything connecting across every piece of exposed flesh. Her hair even included lines of the colorful paint. That would sure be fun when it dried… Clothes obviously did not come out unscathed. She was covered in designs and colors.
Now what?
Well she had to share this with the world of course! And that’s how she ended up where she was. Running through the city again, she got plenty of odd looks, a few disgusted ones as well. But this didn’t matter! She was having fun! Now she just needed someone she knew….
Sadly, that’s when Zane came into view. He had just exited the apartment building. Sprinting towards the male, she jumped to tackle the man to the ground when she exclaimed
”ZANE!!”
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Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2014 22:14:18 GMT -5
Yawning Patricia started off her first day in the city at a snails pace. Dressed in a long sleeve pink and white polka dot pajama top which reached down to her thighs. Sure if others watched her in their sleep they might have noticed she was wearing the same red short shorts she wore everyday, but her parents taught her to wear everything twice before going to the laundry. It was her first real week at Death’s Academy of Meister’s and Weapon’s, but Patricia was prepared to make the best of her day. Arms stretching up past her head they locked together to stretch out like she would for dancing lessons to loosen up.
Pulling herself out from her cozy bed Trish began her daily routine which consisted of numerous yoga positions and freestyle dancing which she started every day off to this ten minute exercise. Having done this for a while she didn’t even break a sweat with it, but then this was nothing compared to what she would most likely be forced to face in an academy filled with weapons and meisters. “How am I going to deal with this. This isn’t like normal school where students got into fist fights or brought pocket knives to school. Everyone can be a weapon of any type. Going to have to be careful, probably be good to make sure I can still do some of the dancing forms. After I get dressed though silly.”
Stripping down from her pajama’s under the covers she began to dawn her purple outfit with the violet mini skirt. Making her way to the bathroom with toothbrush in hand she scrubbed the till they glistened white and the began her less favorable part of the morning routine.
Patricia slowly raised her right leg up behind her parallel to the floor as any ballerina would do. Standing firm and still, Patricia slightly hopped into the air touching down on a blade tip instead of her foot. “I hate training with this,” she cringed displeased now that this wasn’t for dancing but for fighting. Twisting her torso up her saber leg flew into the air as her right leg touched ground once again giving a slight twirl about as the blade whistled through the air. Sticking the landing she smiled once again lowering her leg which was now the normal girl leg it was suppose to be. “Well I think that is enough training for today, probably should go find some new outfits.”
Reaching into her dresser drawer she pulled out a purple purse and slung it over her right shoulder. Exiting her room in the dorms Patricia began to stumble about aimlessly through the building till she finally found her way back out and to the streets. Pulling the headphones out of the purse she pushed them in and turned the volume on the mp3 player's up to nine. Clicking through the menu's she finally reached the compilation of various songs she had burned ripped to it. Now with her mood music blaring, she rushed to go finish her chores eager to return to her dorm room as soon as possible. Her eyes glazing over as she jogged about Death’s city not paying attention to where she was going.
She just happened to be passing in front of one of the apartments where the two strange people were greeting one another. Or Trish would have noticed them is she wasn’t listening to “Angel of the morning,” by Juice Newton. Somehow she had put herself between to awkwardly squishy places when she noticed she was being tackled by one of them. The word “Zane” coming over top of her music. She allowed gravity and the woman's tackle to decide what happened next.
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Post by Zane Arterius on Apr 7, 2014 11:30:56 GMT -5
As Zane continued to walk past the apartments, he enjoyed the peace and quiet. There wasn't any school today so that feeling of being rushed to be somewhere was absent. When and if Zane left his place he was either at school or out training, he never actually took the time to just walk and enjoy everything that was around him. It was a luxury he felt he couldn't afford, he wanted to be the best no matter what so moments like these....were just different for him.
Upon leaving his area of the apartments, something grabbed his attention. It was like the sounds of footsteps. It got louder and louder as it drew near. For a moment he thought it wasn't anything to focus on so he proceeded to take another step. Before he put his foot down it dawned on him..."Could it be her, did she find me???" He quickly turned around to see Kaylin in the air about to jump on him...
Zane and Kaylin, what can really be said about these two? They have been partners for a few months now ever since they ran into each other in the forest. At first Zane admittedly found it hard to work with her, when he first met her he thought the way she acted was just to test him, but when he started school he quickly found out that that's how she is all the time. It was hard at first, but eventually she grew on him and the way she acts never bothered him again. In a way he saw her behavior as normal, when other people found her odd he would wonder why. It escaped him how she seemed to people that don't know her. That's how much she grew on him, it was hard to keep her focused at times, but he had his little methods to get things done.
Through a plan of super sneakiness, which in realty was because of Kaylins short attention span and how anything can catch her eye, Zane was able to keep where he lived a secret from her. Zane would do anything for his meister, but there are times he just wants to be by himself and relax to the peace and quiet. He felt his sanctuary was his place and he did what he could to keep it that way. So it was a bit surprising to see her there, no less coming at full speed toward him. Zane thought that she found out where he lived, but sadly he didn't know it was all by chance they'd run into each other, there goes his quiet day.
Every time Kaylin saw Zane, somehow she would catch him off guard and tackle him to the ground. This time was different, he heard her coming so he was ready. "Not this time Kaylin" he thought to himself. He quickly went into a almost fighting like stance, when she got close he was going to push her off. Whenever a girl would touch Zane in a awkward way, his face would turn red, and kaylins tackle have her arms around him like a hug. So he wanted to avoid this, and for the first time he felt like he could block this.
As he braced himself to make a pushing movement with his arm towards her, he caught something with the corner of his. A girl with crimson hair passing right in front of them which she seemed not to be paying attention. He thought "who is this, does she not see whats happening." For some odd reason he couldn't shift his eyes from her until it was to late, He heard Kaylin scream his name and then it went all black.
Zane opened his eyes to find himself feeling some pain on chest as he was laying on the ground. As the dizziness faded he began to see straight, he saw that his lips were pressed against this mysterious women's cheeks as she lay now on top of him. Instantly his face turned bright red. He tilted his head slightly to the left to notice Kaylin was on top of the girl as Zane was at the bottom. Two girls on top of him instantly turned his face a shade of red which made it seem like his head would explode. He lay there, stuck and frozen unable to move, not by the force of two people on him but by having two girls on top of him.
This moment, for the first time in his whole life, he wished someone would just kill him....
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Post by Kaylin McOlster on Apr 7, 2014 22:59:46 GMT -5
Such a glorious day this was!
Kaylin had gotten in her run, played with friends, had created BE-A-U-TIFUL art, and found her not hen Zane! The excitement was borderline overwhelming! Or at least… one would think it was bursting from the meister that was racing towards him. The Energetic Meister wasn’t even close to noticing Zane brace himself. Anyone would have been able to tell with that posture… but nope. All this girl cared about was focusing her attention completely on Zane in the way she saw fit. Which, apparently meant for the next few seconds she was leaping in his direction…
SUCCESS
Or at least so she assumed. What she had failed to realize was that another had gotten caught in the mix up. Really, how would you miss that? Obviously Zane wasn’t as large as a Zane and another person. But, regardless, Kaylin tackled the two bodies to the ground, laughter erupting from her instantly. Tackling was one of those amazing things. She enjoyed it so much. Like a little pounce. So wonderful!
But what was this?
Two faces?
Her eyesight and mind catching up to one another, Kaylin was beginning to realize that she was atop two others, not simply Zane. A wide grin on her face, her eyes traveled quickly back and forth between the two. They were so close! This little… girl? On top of her Zane! Did she tackle him first? Was this a tackle game!?
At this thought, Kaylin instantly hopped to her feet. A quick backwards jump off of them, not really that big of a feat seeing as she was the one on top. Hands on her hips, it was almost sad just how close to the ground the short meister remained, even standing. A better look she could get from this spot. They were tackled together! (was that even a thing?)
”You’re kissing.”
The words were more of a laugh mixed with a matter-of-fact tone. Not quite a squeel like she was excited, more a verbal statement of her vision. Afterall, at the few points she noticed things, she had to point them out. Shifting, the girl walked a few steps around them, at their sides instead of standing basically where everyone’s feet had been gathered. Kneeling down, she went to poke her right pointer finger against Patricia’s cheek that hadn’t been kissed.
”You guys are married?”
The curiosity and amusement of a small child, that’s exactly what she sounded like The question wasn’t sarcastic in the least, she was seriously asking the two if they were married! A grin on her face, as always, her attention returned to Zane. But only for a split second.
Clapping her hands together and standing up in the same fluid motion, she hopped up and down on the tips of her toes.
”Do you have kids?!”
Excitement. When that was added, things tended to just escalate. The young meister began giggling, her eyes shifting back and forth between the two others with her, to the road, to the sky, to the people passing, to the building…. So much was exciting. You know why? Because…
”Kids are AWESOME!”
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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2014 7:12:43 GMT -5
The delightful tune continued to play as the whole fiasco which ensued from Patricia’s lack of observation. Perhaps if she wasn’t staring down at her feet while she jogged she wouldn’t have been in this situation. She was just mimicking the lyrics with a hum. Just call me angel of the morning angel. Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby. In an instance her whole world was thrown into a different perspective first tilted then parallel with the floor. Closing her eyes on the descent she tried to reach her arms out to the side running into the cloths which the man was wearing. As she was inadvertently tackled by the girl she exhaled loudly sounding much like a muffled “Oomf.”
Sandwiched between the two strangers she found her cheek being touch something oddly rough and wet. Lying there in the body totempole which they had so neatly created Trish slowly realized her predicament and the reason her cheek now felt a small dampened shape. The girl who had only been on her for an instance was now upright barely towering over the awkward mess Trish found herself in. Wanting to scream or shout, Patricia’s mouth hung open slightly unable to move. She had never been kissed by a guy even when she was friends with them and here it was by a stranger her ignorance of such an experience was lifted. It was creepy to say the least, but that was mainly a factor of no knowing what had just happened.
The short woman began making remarks from her point of view which undoubtedly would explain exactly what Patricia and assumed. We’re kissing? Body move get up no this is so wrong what would my parents say if they saw me now. Rolling slightly from losing all muscle control her body began to tilt, from the poke to her cheek, his lips rolling down the back of her face till she finally was collapsed in an embarrassed heap beside him.
Her eyes were spinning in her head with confusion as her head hit the pavement, nothing like it would have been if she was on the bottom but still painful. Hearing and feeling the impact of her head caused her to come to. “Ow.” she winced, “I am so sorry I don’t even know what just happened I just.” Starting to stutter, “I-I-I J-j-us-t thou-thought. I so sorry, I thought that maybe you two were together.” Now laying beside the man with head slightly elevated so her hand could message the impact zone.
The headphones covering her ears slid down to the ground now starting up with a new song in audible to the three students.
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Post by Zane Arterius on Apr 11, 2014 17:16:16 GMT -5
As Zane lay there in his kill me now mentality, still unable to move by the shear awkwardness and embarrassment of not only kissing some strange girl, but by being pinned on the ground by two of them. His body gave off a little shake, almost as if he was struggling to move, but he stayed in the exact same spot. It couldn't get any worse for him, but Kaylin was there. So that meant it was about to get a WHOLE lot worse for him. ”You’re kissing.””You guys are married?””Do you have kids?!”As each comment was blurted out of Kaylin's mouth, Zanes face grew as red as a face could be, if not more. At that point he lost all sense of everything that was happening around him. In response to Kaylin, in anger he yelled "MARRIED? KIDS? you know me enough to know none of that's true!". He knew in that tone he would get the message across to her, but realty had a different destiny for him. Sadly for Zane, it turns out that he never actually said that, he just thought it in his head. Zane still lay there on the ground, the mysterious girl finally off his body. She was mumbling something, but nothing she said connected with Zane since he was out of touch with everything so it was just some random noise to him. Yet somehow he did acknowledge the fact she got off of him. As she lay next to him he turned over on his stomach. He snapped out his "condition" with enough strength to begin dragging himself across the floor. This lasted for about 20 or so seconds until finally he was able to get on his hands and knees and begin to crawl almost how dogs walk. He only had one motivation, one singular thought. Which was to get back to his place and hide away in the comfort of his bed until he died, or at least till it was a school day. So he put all his strength into making it, this was something he was determined to do, as the two girls have become his sole weakness and he needed to escape. Zane continued to crawl to his place, with each few seconds passing he began to pick up speed. He remained oblivious to his surroundings, Kaylin could have been riding him and he wouldn't have noticed. "GET THERE GET THERE GET THERE" kept repeating in his head over and over and he quickly made it to his door. He figured that Kaylin already knew where he lived so he had no point in trying to hide it so he quickly stumbled for his keys and began to open the door. He finally managed to make it inside, he closed his door and made his way inside and crawled to his bed. When he reached the foot of his bed he gave out a big sigh, his face began to lose the red color from earlier. Then with the last bit of strength he threw himself on the bed, he wiggled to the top where his pillow was. He proceeded to bury his face in it and through it he said "This day as officially gotten worse". Through this whole dramatic scene Zane went through, he made one of the biggest mistakes of his life, he forgot to lock his door.
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Post by Kaylin McOlster on Apr 14, 2014 20:45:39 GMT -5
Though Kaylin’s questions were certainly important, she was taking the time to circle the new girl once again. There was a lot of red hair going on in this place. That’s all that really crossed Kaylin’s mind. At least… at the forefront of it. Always many thoughts, but usually one drowned them all out. Red hair. These crazy red head people. Wait….. was red hair a not hen thing? Eyes instantly growing wide, Kaylin was about to holler again. Anyone who knew her could have felt it. But then, something caught her ears.
Yes yes, there were those ‘sorry’ words over and over again. Something Kaylin had learned to easily tune out once she met Zane. That was a word her said everything other time she saw him, it was like breathing to him. So, even if she didn’t consciously make the decision to ignore any apologies, Kaylin certainly knew that they were boring.
No no no. Not the apology caught her attention but what FOLLOWED. The last five or so words. That girl thought they were together? This made Kaylin stop in her circling steps. While a mere few months earlier Kaylin might not have known what to people being ‘together’ was, Shibusen had caught her up on a few terms she did not know before. Together was some form of dating/marriage/boyfriend/girlfriend/thing…. Kinda. Maybe. Who knew. That was a good enough definition for now. And sounded SUPER FUN. Her not hen and her! Glorious!
Obviously, Kaylin had no mind to remember that Zane had no children. And that he wasn’t married. Heck, she thought he was a hen for the first ten minutes of meeting him. Patricia was off Zane and they were basically lying beside one another, with Kaylin having somewhat circled them again, she found herself standing at their feet. Wait… her feet. Where was Zane?
In the short time that she had been looking at the new child and speaking to Patricia, Zane had snuck himself away. Cocking her head to the side, Kaylin’s hands were resting on her hips once again. She found him. Crawling. The excitement was revived. A large smile on her own face, Kaylin was on her knees now. Some of the larger globs of paint that hadn’t dried yet were smeared across the ground as she crawled after her weapon. WHY WERE THEY CRAWLING!?
She didn’t scream that out either. It was a miracle. But this was a secret crawling mission. Top secret. Shush shush time and what not. After crawling for a split second, another thought hit her.
” NO ONE GETS LEFT BEHIND!”
This she did holler. Enthusiastically. As she hopped to her feet, she was by Patricia’s side in no time at all. Kneeling down, she went to throw Trish’s arm over her shoulders and then carry her off after Zane! This was war people! Assuming she had Trish, or even not assuming, Kaylin would take off after Zane.
She would find a closed door to where she had just seen him enter. However, that wouldn’t stop her. Thankfully for him, he hadn’t locked it. Opening the door with little thought to the strength she put behind the forceful opening, she made it about four steps into apartment before she was basically taking off running again. Hopefully… Trish was either letting herself get dragged along or had disentangled herself from the crazy girl. Kaylin wouldn’t notice either way.
If she still had Trish, she would release the girl as she jumped for the bed. More like… a leaping tackle… again. Quite a pattern with the girl. But this time, she meant to cling tightly to Zane. Afterall, they were together. They should be together! Laughing as soon as she had jumped, the paint covered meister would decidedly remain in that bed with her weapon. If he struggled… oh what horrors await!
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2014 21:13:53 GMT -5
Trish's mind was completely flabbergasted by the events that had passed, kissing, teasing of marriage and embarrassment. She had to admit the world was a strange place and the people of it even more. Lying against the ground Patricia's body decided that sitting still was the best option at this moment. I can't believe this is happening to me, I am not a bad girl why do these terrible things keep happening. First my parents now making a fool of myself before your first day of school surely her parents never had to deal witch such ridiculous issues. Her body was tensed up from the tackle mostly as a protective reflex, one that admittedly was causing her more discomfort then protection. Perhaps I can just lay down right here for the next couple of hours of two and forget both of these two studen...
Mid thought she suddenly was cut off quite expectantly. Being lifted now, surprisingly be the other girl she only could think of how pathetically light and weak she was. Look at yourself Trish you are being carried over the girl's shoulder as if you are nothing more then a sack of Taters. Can you even pick yourself off the ground, Patricia's red wavy hair began to fly into her face as she slouched motionless over this kaylin girl. You were kissed to be completely honest with yourself Patricia, I mean no one expects their first kiss to be so sudden. Little salive possibly tongue but never from a stranger. It makes you almost, sinful I guess is the best word but far to strong for such an innocent act. She noticed the boy beside her slip away quickly making it clear to her that he wasn't a womanize but nothing more. To add insult to injury she was now beg brought along for the journey which is not doubt to the man's apartment.
Head bobbing up and down as her small slender form was carried with much ease, How on earth can you justify such clumsiness to a man you don't even know. Eyes fixated upon the sidewalks and roads she still lied their paralyzed with shock till she noticed they were now in doors standing apparently outside of the apartment. Being dropped to the ground Patricia barely caught herself bracing for impact with her arms. A small thud and there she was bewildered once again upon the ground watching Kaylin's tackle in a freeze frame fashion. "Ow," she mumbled a bit dazed from the drop. "I don't know what I did to deserve this type of treatment." Slowly Patricia pushed off from the ground propping herself against the door frame as she continued recall her location.
Her eyes briefly scanning over the room confirmed her suspicion. It was a boys room, undoubtedly the boy she inadvertently fell on. Rolling over from the wall she began standing on her own two feet preparing to catch her breath as well as figure out which way was home. Staring about with the occasional blink she stopped content with her analysis. "I'm lost."
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Post by Zane Arterius on Apr 22, 2014 2:13:40 GMT -5
Zane lay there in his bed hiding under the safety of his sheets, and with his door not locked trouble was soon to follow. While in his somewhat depressive mood he heard his door slam open. With that sudden burst of noise he snapped back into reality to realize that it must have been Kaylin breaking through. Still not aware that he forgot to lock his door, he figured that she forced her way into his place like something out of a horror movie. His quiet, relaxing safe haven was officially a "Kaylin free zone" no longer.
Zane began to remove the bed stuff from his face, as he did he caught a glimpse of Kaylin flying over the bed and then landing on top of him. Once again he was caught off guard by a girl on top of him, but this time in his own bed! As his face began to turn red, it stopped for a second then turned back a normal color. He was determined to not lose concentration this time and be 100% focused! Why did all of sudden he try to stay focused? Something caught his eye, Kaylin....not just Kaylin but Kaylin covered in wet paint and it rubbed all over his bed clean bed!
Zane managed to pry off Kaylin from her holding him, though how that was possible or for even how long he would be free was a mystery since anything can happen with Kaylin. He sat up, and to a bit of a shock to him he saw Patricia in his place looking all confused. His eyes didn't linger on her for too long for he noticed that there was paint leading from the door to his bed. His head began to shake and in a loud voice he turned to Kaylin and said
"LOOK WHAT YOU DID YOU GOT MY PLACE FILLED WITH PAINT, NOW YOU NEED TO CLEAN IT UP!"
There have only been a few moments in the time he has been with Kaylin where he felt like he would lose it, yet somehow he managed to keep it together all this time, even though he wasn't really yelling, this was one of the worst times he ever lost his cool with her.
He takes a deep breath, and as he continued to look and Kaylin he felt somewhat bad for raising his voice to her. Part of him felt justified for it, who wouldn't be a little upset if someone had gotten there own dirty, and yet another part of him felt like she didn't understand what she actually did wrong. Even though the communication between them has somewhat gotten better, they still needed to work out a lot of boundaries and understandings between each other.
Feeling a bit bad he looks down at the paint covered sheet and in a soft voice says,
"Listen I'm sorry, since we both obviously have nothing really important to do today, we should get some training in, it's the only way you and I will get better, and hopefully find a better way to communicate with each other, but first can you clean this mess?" He points to the bathroom "there's some paper towels and stuff in there to help pick up the mess."
Hoping she understood what he said, Zane gets off the bed and notices something at the door. Patricia was still there, sadly he forgot about her. He began to walk over to her but then he stopped. He remembered this was the girl he kissed, he began to get nervous, he started to tense up. Why was he like this, it was just a girl, it's not like he purposefully kissed her, it was an accident, and besides it wasn't even on the lips.
He managed to take a deep breathe, and as he felt like he could move again, he continued to walk over to the girl. When he got close enough he squatted down to her, he opened his mouth and nothing came out. So he took another deep breathe and with all his might he tried to speak words, and he did.
"I'm sorry about earlier, she gets a little crazy and doesn't really pay attention to where she's going" His face began to turn a little red "and I'm sorry for kissing your cheek! oh but you don't know who we are do you? Her name is Kaylin, and I'm Zane"
He moved his arm out towards Patricia hoping for a handshake......
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Post by Kaylin McOlster on Apr 28, 2014 16:55:27 GMT -5
Was Kaylin’s mind registering anything useful? Well of course not. Trish was on the ground, confused and possibly in pain. Zane was none too happy with the previous events. Both people had been embarrassed and she had just dragged them to remain near to one another. Yep. That was just the start of what Kaylin didn’t notice or care about.
Clinging to her Zane enthusiastically, her laughter had subsided just slightly as to not deafen the poor lad. While the instant change from normal, to read, and back was lost on the girl, anyone one else in the vicinity could have guessed what was soon to come. With Zane prying himself out of Kaylin’s hold, she overdramatized the separation, letting herself slide away from him and plop herself on the floor. Still grinning, she looked up to her weapon. Before he could speak to her or his vision shifted too much, Kaylin held up her right hand. Her pointer and middle fingers were crossed.
”We’re together, Zane. And you’re playing hard to get!”
As clever as that statement may seem to some, in comparison to her normal ramblings, she actually had no real clue what she was saying. While she vaguely understood the idea behind being ‘together,’ the saying of ‘playing hard to get’ was not something she understood. Not in the matters of love and affection anyway. Kaylin understood hard to acquire, but that never applied to people. Usually it was the cookies on the top shelf! Which… really aren’t that hard to get…
Her cookie thoughts were soon interrupted by a very loud noise. Jumping somewhat, it could easily be told that her attention had been instantly grabbed, and that she had been somewhat surprised.
Sadly…. Zane being loud was much more interesting than the words he expressed. Her eyes wide with joy and excitement, Zane would certainly know the actions to follow. Kaylin’s energy was building. While she wasn’t moving at the moment, no one could deny the joy that was written across her face, or the ways her muscles almost seemed to twitch through out her legs and arms.
Just as Zane opened his mouth to speak to her, Kaylin jumped to her feet. When she heard the word ‘sorry’ she knew she could dismiss everything to follow. That words shut her ears down, he said it way too often. On her feet, the girl reached out with both her hands. Going to cup each side of his face in her hands, she almost looked like she might rip his head off. Joy still evident, she still seemed like she couldn’t contain herself.
”You were so loud! I didn’t know you could do that!”
The next instant, she released him and twirled around twice as she stepped away from him. ”All the sound! Zane can be loud!” This was wonderful, at least to her. Nowhere in her mind had she registered his words as negative, controlling, or scolding. Nope. Zane wasn’t that strict yet.
Zane got off the bed, moved to Patricia, but Kaylin wasn’t totally paying attention. Seeing as she had been twirling about, she merely continued her little spinning game. When she began getting dizzy, she halted that. Giggling lightly over her lack of orientation. she stumbled from side to side a bit. Her weapon preoccupied with fumbling over his words and embarrassment (all unknown to Kaylin), she saw his bed again.
More paint.
Of course it was on his bed. He was all mad about that, even if she didn’t realize it. But it matched her so well! Grabbing one of the blankets she had gotten paint on, she twirled it around her shoulders like a cape. Then… she took off again.
Towards the door, she ran through it, all while laughing and singing some unknown, out of tune, melody at the top of her lungs.
”THE ENERGETIC MEISTER STRIKES AGAIN!” The girl had returned to run back through the door, this time jumping straight for Zane’s bed. Hopping easily on it, she bounced three times, then was off it again. Feet hitting the floor, she ran and stopped abruptly at the side of her weapon. She had heard no previous words of the duo.
Her right arm up, covered by the blanket, she held her hand in front of her face. Think, old school vampire.
”I am the day.”
She giggled, staring straight at Patricia.
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