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Post by Admiral Striker General on Apr 29, 2012 5:06:11 GMT -5
(*snortlolololol* x'3 Alaric's last name is Egilart and Miguel's is Castillo, btw.)
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Post by Admiral Striker General on Apr 29, 2012 5:04:20 GMT -5
Eli gave a fairly unreadable look in response to Salem's silence and minimal response. The corners of his mouth were still turned up slightly, but not as much as usual, and overall he seemed slightly upset (though in what way was impossible to say: annoyed, disturbed, concerned, who knew?) and largely blank.
Well, moving on. "Any type you favor..? Whether that's 'type' like attacks or just... sorts of descriptions?" A trainer was most likely to best-utilize Pokemon he liked, after all. This would help Eli figure out what he needed to try to find for Salem~
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Post by Admiral Striker General on Apr 29, 2012 4:03:05 GMT -5
[cs=3][atrb=style,height:87px;width:469px;border:0 black none;][atrb=style,border:0 black none;border-radius:40px;-moz-border-radius:40px,bTable][atrb=background,http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/kalitable2.png,bTable] | [atrb=style,width:215;border:0 black none;] | [atrb=style,height:265;width:221;border:0 black none;color:b7b7b7;][scrolly:h(265),w(221),sy,as(padding:4px;)]Kali drudged mechanically down the hall until reaching the door, which she pushed open more with her body than her arms. Flopping at first on the bed, she soon twisted to raise her knees closer to her chest, and lay there in her little ball. Though she knew it was a false hope, she couldn't help but feel as though maybe, just maybe, if she could curl up enough, perhaps she could shrink right out of existence, and block the world out forever.
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Naturally, Kali did not manage to erase herself from reality, but over the next few hours, she had a lot of time to think. As she searched her thoughts, analyzing this and reflecting on that, she slowly started to piece together a bigger picture. What she saw, however, horrified her, and the closer she got to understanding, the more she tried to pretend she didn't. With enough time, however, the truth was inevitable, and the girl could not hide from it forever.
Maybe she was wrong, she told herself. Maybe it was just her shaken state. It wasn't that she didn't have an answer for the new question that had answered her old ones; she just couldn't think of it at the moment. Though Kali did not believe this in the slightest, she chanted the idea like a mantra. She was obviously being ridiculous. Obviously. Obviously. Obviously. Completely and utterly ridiculous.
She told herself this over and over, with every step as she at last climbed out of bed and began droning back through the halls. Fear more than will drove her at this point. Fear that she was right, fear of what she might need if she was, fear of what she could lose if she did, fear of having to choose. It was too much; it could scarcely be a worse time; but try as she may, she could see no other path.
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Post by Admiral Striker General on Apr 28, 2012 19:13:49 GMT -5
[cs=3][atrb=style,height:87px;width:469px;border:0 black none;][atrb=style,border:0 black none;border-radius:40px;-moz-border-radius:40px,bTable][atrb=background,http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/kalitable2.png,bTable] | [atrb=style,width:215;border:0 black none;] | [atrb=style,height:265;width:221;border:0 black none;color:b7b7b7;][scrolly:h(265),w(221),sy,as(padding:4px;)]Kali looked back and stared blankly when she was caught, and didn't really react when he spoke or released her. After a few awkward moments, though, she sighed and forced a weak smile. "I'll be back. ...Promise." And she turned again to head to their room. Maybe... she could sleep this bad mood off? Oh, she dearly hoped...
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Post by Admiral Striker General on Apr 28, 2012 17:23:37 GMT -5
[cs=3][atrb=style,height:87px;width:469px;border:0 black none;][atrb=style,border:0 black none;border-radius:40px;-moz-border-radius:40px,bTable][atrb=background,http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/kalitable2.png,bTable] | [atrb=style,width:215;border:0 black none;] | [atrb=style,height:265;width:221;border:0 black none;color:b7b7b7;][scrolly:h(265),w(221),sy,as(padding:4px;)]'Just a Pokemon'. Kali didn't hear much after this. Those words... she'd said them a thousand times. Pokemon were tools. Pokemon existed for human benefit. Pokemon were inferior beings. And yet she'd been so broken by the loss of this one- this Pokemon whom she'd had no qualms whatsoever about using for whatever means or ends suited her whim even once in the past. Perhaps that was just it.
After some pause, she finally sighed, "I need some time..." And with that, she turned to head to her room. Time... Time would help... right?
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Post by Admiral Striker General on Apr 28, 2012 15:36:34 GMT -5
[cs=3][atrb=style,height:87px;width:469px;border:0 black none;][atrb=style,border:0 black none;border-radius:40px;-moz-border-radius:40px,bTable][atrb=background,http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/kalitable2.png,bTable] | [atrb=style,width:215;border:0 black none;] | [atrb=style,height:265;width:221;border:0 black none;color:b7b7b7;][scrolly:h(265),w(221),sy,as(padding:4px;)]"What will that fix?" the words, said before she could even think, sounded nearly offended. Kali herself looked shocked to have said them. After a moment to compose herself, however, she decided she meant it and settled more firmly into that frame of mind. "D-.. Distractions won't help me pretend she's still here. I'll still know. I've always known she was right there. Every waking minute since the day I got her. It doesn't matter what we try to do; I'm going to be just as painfully aware of her absence as I was of her presence."
Was she mad? Furious. Was she mad at him? Not at all. Was she taking it out on him anyway? ...She really should stop doing that, actually, but... But it was hard! How was she supposed to deal with it...? She just... Kali didn't know.
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Post by Admiral Striker General on Apr 28, 2012 12:31:49 GMT -5
[cs=3][atrb=style,height:87px;width:469px;border:0 black none;][atrb=style,border:0 black none;border-radius:40px;-moz-border-radius:40px,bTable][atrb=background,http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/kalitable2.png,bTable] | [atrb=style,width:215;border:0 black none;] | [atrb=style,height:265;width:221;border:0 black none;color:b7b7b7;][scrolly:h(265),w(221),sy,as(padding:4px;)]Kali was a bit too out of it to protest at first, but after a few stumbled steps at his lead, she managed to dig in her heels and retract her hand. This came to her chest, her other hand covering it as if nursing an injury; her eyes belied what might have been merely hurt or even.. fear?
Swallowing, she calmed a bit more and replied numbly, "I really... don't feel like cake..." She didn't feel like.. anything. She wanted to be alone, and she didn't want to leave his side. She wanted to curl up and die, but that idea felt slightly lonelier than she felt right now.
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Post by Admiral Striker General on Apr 26, 2012 1:24:18 GMT -5
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[ Ryan ] Heh.. Nailed it. Ryan couldn't help but feel something mildly akin to pride as the blue-eyed man mirrored his thoughts. He briefly considered an 'I hear you', but.. heh.. If the knight was getting so adamant about keeping the other guy here, it was probably best not to rile him further. Then said knight spoke, and Ryan deadpanned slightly. ... Oh. .. OH. So that was the problem. Wow that was just-... It was kind of becoming apparent he was the third wheel in this conversation, but that just really struck a nerve with him. "Really?" ..All right, so he actually didn't know who Elayne was, either. Felis's... eh... She was a relative, right? Cousin or... not his sister? He couldn't have had a niece that old, and Ryan doubted aunt. Yeah probably some degree of cousin then, or close family friend that-.. Whatever. She was another person around the castle whom he'd seen or heard about in passing but never really met as of yet. Had he been asked, he wouldn't have been able to give her name, but once he heard it he did remember what he associated it with. At any rate, that wasn't really important. Dryly, he continued his thought. "What, are you going to ban him from visiting if he goes out for some fresh air? You can't cage the man over a girl..." After a moment, his mouth opened again, but snapped closed just as quickly. He'd thought to add that she could always travel with him at least sometimes if he was that important to her (and he even wanted her around; Ryan had no way of knowing whether this was a mutual thing or not). Then he'd realized that she, like them, might have been injured, either in the bombings or the chaos here in the castle that had apparently gone down not long after he'd been brought here. Ryan wasn't really conscious for any of that noise, but had certainly heard about it later. He'd then thought to add the same thought with the stipulation that if she was injured, she could go when she was recovered. Again his mouth opened and shut, this time with the horrifying thought that maybe she was so injured that would never be plausible. What if the poor girl-- all right, calm down, no worrying about what-ifs for someone, especially not for someone he didn't even know. Listening was a much better option at the moment. Yes, he would keep doing that. [/blockquote][/td][/tr][/table]
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Post by Admiral Striker General on Apr 26, 2012 0:36:15 GMT -5
[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/alextabletry.png);width:525;height:400;,bTable][atrb=style,border:0 black none,bTable][atrb=style,border:0 black none;][scrolly:h(286),w(246),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-top:82px;margin-left:253px;margin-bottom:19px;color:106620;)]Alex technically smiled. It was nice of her to say such, but she was certainly taking her time about it. "Heh.. Yeah." She still wasn't sure just what shirt Iris had supposedly lost, but whatever. "While you do that, I'm gonna see what I can do about this leg, aight?" Taking her crutch, she hobbled to the 'kitchen' from there.
For the most part, this was just a place where dishes were washed. Technically, there was a small stove and grill, but they'd never been used to Alex's knowledge, or at least not since before Lyall bought the building. If they had, she'd never been there, at any rate. ...Hm. Obviously not tonight, but they really should grill something some time. Maybe for a New Year's party next week.. or for more notice, like... Some other holiday, heh. :B When was the anniversary of Nolan's fall? February? They could celebrate that or something.
RIGHT, task at hand. While she doubted it, she couldn't help but wonder if there was anything back here she could fashion into a brace for her leg.. It wouldn't need to hold but a few minutes; she just.. Man she had a great idea and her crutch would totally kill it.
... At some point it occurred to her that she was indirectly bitching that the bombings on the capital had ruined her karaoke number and she couldn't help but give a pitiful laugh despite feeling awful, but then it was back to searching.
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Post by Admiral Striker General on Apr 25, 2012 20:11:37 GMT -5
[cs=3][atrb=style,height:87px;width:469px;border:0 black none;][atrb=style,border:0 black none;border-radius:40px;-moz-border-radius:40px,bTable][atrb=background,http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/kalitable2.png,bTable] | [atrb=style,width:215;border:0 black none;] | [atrb=style,height:265;width:221;border:0 black none;color:b7b7b7;][scrolly:h(265),w(221),sy,as(padding:4px;)]Kali tried to force a smile for Ami, but it degraded into something more pained the moment she was gone. At Leon's words, she nodded and, if a bit hesitantly, replied, "I know.."
Somehow, it didn't seem to comfort her in the least.
She still hadn't pinned it yet, but she was becoming increasingly aware there was something else wrong here, and her anxieties were getting ever-closer to homing in on just what it was.
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Post by Admiral Striker General on Apr 24, 2012 15:14:24 GMT -5
[cs=3][atrb=style,height:87px;width:469px;border:0 black none;][atrb=style,border:0 black none;border-radius:40px;-moz-border-radius:40px,bTable][atrb=background,http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/kalitable2.png,bTable] | [atrb=style,width:215;border:0 black none;] | [atrb=style,height:265;width:221;border:0 black none;color:b7b7b7;][scrolly:h(265),w(221),sy,as(padding:4px;)]Kali gasped as she frantically grasped that strand of hope. "Yes!" Any other time, she might have cringed in embarrassment at this point, but it didn't occur to her in the slightest how she might look right now. "Do-- Do that! ...How many Shiny Electivire can there be?" Sia'd be harder to track, but.. As much as she loved the little devil, she'd be just fine if he never came home. She stole him; he was stolen from her. That was karma, and while she did want him back and would still at least search if he'd been the only one stolen, she could find peace with this.
Stormy though. Stormy she needed, far more than she'd ever realized, at that.
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Post by Admiral Striker General on Apr 24, 2012 15:03:51 GMT -5
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[ Ryan ] Ryan definitely started to pick up on something at this point. Yeah, gardens, cool, he knew that. But why did the blond (he really had to find a chance to ask names soon >x>) so interested in-- holy shit, glancing over now was the first time he'd seen the other man clearly/in the light. W-- wow, he.. ... Forest Castle was a magnet for gorgeous men. That was all there was to it. Felis, his knight, his big brother (to whom Ryan had never been officially introduced, but whom he'd seen in passing a few times), that.. other red-headed friend of Felis's he'd glimpsed once or twice (he thought? if it had been more often he couldn't remember now), this.. friend or whoever he was.. The butlers weren't exactly to his taste (though part of that might have been that he was mildly unnerved by not being able to tell them apart.. and.. maaay have been a bit spooked by thinking they were the same person for a while at first and wondering how 'he' could move so quickly.. x'3; but they were still pretty easy on the eyes. However difficult it would have been to believe otherwise, based on other evidence, Ryan would have been willing to bet even Joel was probably a knockout when he was younger.. >w> If not, well.. he supposed every rule had its exceptions. But HOT. DAMN.....Shit okay stop staring at him. His gaze jerked away suddenly to stare rather intently at nothing in particular. The fact that the dark-haired man looked pretty much like a taller, more masculine Kamui did nothing to help him fight down his blush. Right, he'd had a legitimate relevant thought before this little moment of reflection on the fact that he may as well be gay anymore. Concentrate on that thought; moving on. "Why?" he managed, immediately twitching a bit at how bluntly that had come out. ..Eh, he may as well roll with it. "--Not that.. 'e shouldn', but.. If 'e really doesn' wanna be here, 'e shouldn' hafta stay jis cuz sommun else wants'im to.. right?" ..Yeah, that might not have been the best thing to say, but.. Well.. Ryan didn't totally want to be here either. Oh, he definitely did, but.. at the same time, he hated being a burden on everyone? The moment he was able, he'd be doing anything he could to help earn his keep, and as soon as he was well enough to leave, he probably would. Felis was far too generous, and Ryan had never been able to shake the feeling that if he'd allow it, the Duke would be offering-- just.. too much, in whatever form. His kindness was far more than Ryan deserved, and he didn't want to take advantage of his friend, whom he was far too lucky even to call such. He could definitely understand anyone else not wanting to hang around forever... [/blockquote][/td][/tr][/table]
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Post by Admiral Striker General on Apr 24, 2012 11:04:40 GMT -5
[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/kittyposttable5.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 sienna none,b,Table][scrolly:h(223),w(230),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:29px;margin-left:265px;)]Kitty's eyes grew wide with delight. "Homygosh!!" She promptly snatched the tiara on her side from Nerina and jammed it on her head, beaming proudly for just a moment before becoming distracted again by all the dresses laid out. "How're we even s'pose'ta pick one?!" she cried, running back and forth between a few comparing them. After a moment, she suddenly cringed and grinned sheepishly, remembering her manners, and hopped over to Jae to throw her arms around her. "Thank you so much Jalicia!"
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Post by Admiral Striker General on Apr 23, 2012 12:17:45 GMT -5
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[ Alex / Delilah ] [scrolly:h(280),w(400),sy,as(margin:15px 5px 15px 30px;padding-right:10px;)]Lilah smiled contently as Lyall agreed. "See you then~" she told him with a wink. She then turned to head back to her table, where she'd do her best to avoid this whole karaoke mess further, enjoy her drink, and... figure out what the hell she'd actually say to Lyall, heh. 'x3 As she passed by Iris, she thought she caught part of something she was muttering, but rolled her eyes and pretended to ignore it. In the meantime, Alex snorted a chuckle at the verbal and physical jabs. "Yeah, yeah. I'd have no objection if you went after them." At the word them, she nodded to whoever was currently sin--... Oh damn, someone else had rushed right up after the previous guy. Well, the song he'd picked was pretty short, heh. Back to their competitions then.. "But I did say survival and how--" About that time, Lexi darted by. .. .3. Odd. ..Annnyway- "how long, not how many." She feigned a cocky grin that really just came out cheesy. "Maybe pacing is part of my stra--"And about that time, Carly excused herself hurriedly and rushed after her sister. Okay, that was a little odder. Alex's first instinct was to go make sure everything was okay, but then--... Right. After a small flinch in that direction, she settled back down and turned back to Iris, more concerned now. "..Wanna go make sure they're okay?"[/scrolly][/td][/tr][/table]
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Post by Admiral Striker General on Apr 23, 2012 2:11:50 GMT -5
[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/kittyposttable5.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 sienna none,b,Table][scrolly:h(223),w(230),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:29px;margin-left:265px;)]"C'mon, cmon! We're gonna be late!" Kitty was attempting to drag Rosa with her good hand. Her big cast had finally come off about the time Jae's had, but she'd had a bit of damage in her wrist, too, the doctors said. As such, she'd still have this smaller caster holding that in place for a--.. how much longer was it again? Not long. Kitty didn't really keep up with this doctor stuff too much; she just did what they told her (mostly). At any rate, she didn't really mind. Jae and Rosa and the Pokemon of all three had helped her decorate her new cast as pretty as they had the old one, and she was quite happy just to have her elbow back. x3 Heehee~
Suddenly, Kitty stopped. "..Which hall was it again?" .... :B Maaaybe she should let Rosa lead considering it was her house... heh. x3 Kitty was just so excited, though. Jalicia threw the best parties, and Rosa hadn't gotten to see a real Jae-party yet.
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Post by Admiral Striker General on Apr 23, 2012 2:04:42 GMT -5
[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/sadkitty.png);][atrb=width,497][atrb=height,360][atrb=style,border:0 sienna none,bTable][atrb=style,vertical-align:top;][scrolly:h(222),w(243),sy,as(padding:7px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:7px;)]"Y--yeah." The response was to both. Felis had lots and lots of money (he lived in a castle after all!), which meant he could afford the very best doctors and helpers to get Ryan better. And.. a never-ending slumber party with Rosa and Dedrick? Well- not never-ending, but a really reeeaaally long one. That would be great! She wiped some snot and tears on her good sleep.
"..You'll really like the gardens, Jae!" she said, a little brighter. The child had no idea what a pathetic attempt at consolation that really was, as she had no idea what Jalicia had really lost today. "Nerina and Muffin too~"
Slowly but surely, her spirits were lifting, and she gave a weak laugh. "This is gonna be--" She cut off, and her mood fell again. She'd meant to say 'the best', but as she went to, she realized... no. The 'best' would be for everyone to have stayed safe and happy and not gotten hurt at all ever. <:'[ .. She sighed. "Fun," she finished half-heartedly.
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Post by Admiral Striker General on Apr 23, 2012 1:55:40 GMT -5
[cs=3][atrb=style,height:87px;width:469px;border:0 black none;][atrb=style,border:0 black none;border-radius:40px;-moz-border-radius:40px,bTable][atrb=background,http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/kalitable2.png,bTable] | [atrb=style,width:215;border:0 black none;] | [atrb=style,height:265;width:221;border:0 black none;color:b7b7b7;][scrolly:h(265),w(221),sy,as(padding:4px;)]Wreck though she was, Kali kept forcing herself to skim through the pictures, though she got progressively faster and more fidgety with each page. "No..." she'd mutter weakly on occasion. "No.. no, no.. no.."
It was no good.. No good, no good. She'd scoured and scoured in the same city and she still couldn't find him. Who knew where he could be by now. "He isn't here," she choked out.
In her wallowing despair, Kali had actually simply missed his picture, which hadn't been far from Sen's. Of course one had been taken when they were imprisoned together. In her defense, the name didn't match what she'd been told, and he did look a good bit different now than when the picture was taken; but mostly it was just Kali's own hopelessness and general instability that did her in.
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Post by Admiral Striker General on Apr 23, 2012 1:30:53 GMT -5
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[ Ryan ] Ryan.. maaaay have taken just a little too much pleasure in the feeling of that totally-not-embrace. He also may or may not have leaned against the knight just slightly more than was actually necessary. God he--... He knew this was pretty immature and shameless when he'd decided to do it, but now that he was here, the feeling made him suddenly realize just how badly he really did want to cuddle with someone. Under normal circumstances, a different blond probably would have jumped to mind; at this precise moment, he wasn't really picky. Upon reaching the couch (even though he really would have been fine after the stairs, not that he was complaining), Ryan hesitated a moment before reluctantly releasing the man and taking his seat. He sighed slightly. Well, at least it was comfortable. ...Bluh. As pretty as the blond was, Ryan didn't even know him, and finally took a moment now to thoroughly reminded himself of that fact. Even if Felis was apparently completely unaware of any feelings whatsoever Ryan had been tending toward him, that was no reason to throw himself at any pretty face he saw- especially when he had no idea whether said face was even into masculine faces in turn. ..You know, because abusing his condition for a few moments of innocent contact was totally 'throwing himself'. God what had happened to the guy who could leave a bar with a girl on each arm if he was trying? ....Besides getting older and completely changing his lifestyle and winding up with a massive concussion and-okay maybe that question was dumb. The redhead had no reason to suspect anything of the knight's question, given it had indeed sounded rather general if a bit odd, and 'you' was easily taken as plural. As such, he thought for a moment before muttering in reply, "I think.. I'd like to go to the garden later..."[/blockquote][/td][/tr][/table]
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Post by Admiral Striker General on Apr 22, 2012 18:48:59 GMT -5
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[ Ryan ] Honestly, Ryan had kind of hesitated as he looked at the stairs anyway. At the knight's offer, though, he gave a look that he hoped would read: 'wut'. Trying to force a laugh (and failing in all but that a noise that might be recognized as trying technically escaped him), he replied, "I hurt my head, not my legs.."..Really, the more he looked, the more foreboding the task was starting to appear. He knew how to climb frigging stairs. It was not that complicated, didn't require that much coordination. And yet, as he brought up one foot to place on the first step, both hands on the railing on one side, he found the distance actually much harder to judge than he'd anticipated. (Damn lack of depth perception.) Thus, it was clumsy, but he did manage all right. Mmm.. While certain he'd get used to it after some more steps, Ryan couldn't shake the sudden worry that he'd trip and fall halfway up, and if there was one thing he definitely didn't want to do, it was hit his head again. ..All right, so maybe a little help wouldn't be so bad, but he could just be really slow catching up to them, right? As long as he took it really, really slowly, he should be just fine, and then he wouldn't have to bother the knight for his help. Ryan forced a weak smile as him as if to say 'see? I've got this.' He didn't need his help. He could take care of himself just fine. Sure, a bit of assistance would be nice and take some strain off, but Ryan could carry his own weight... even... if... it really looked like the blond could carry it just fine, too. Still, even if he did look strong.. and.. taller than Ryan now that he was really looking and.. yeah! He didn't need that gentle helping hand, or the.. powerful.. muscular arm it was attached okay fine. Praying it was dark enough his sudden blush wouldn't be too noticeable, he intentionally blundered the next step. "Ahp--" Taking a deep breath and huffing it out as he re-steadied himself, Ryan cringed sheepishly. "..Actually.. I guess a little help might be nice..."[/blockquote][/td][/tr][/table]
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Post by Admiral Striker General on Apr 22, 2012 18:25:29 GMT -5
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Kali was.. stunned. Just... "How-" The word barely qualified as a squeak.
That... that was.. why she hadn't seen him? ..why he never got back to her? Because he was.. in prison? And attacking nobles and--...
There really wasn't much left of Kali to break at this point, but a sudden realization hit hard enough to start grinding up the pieces. .........Did he lie to me? She'd always know he was a 'bad' guy. But she--.. He'd said-... He'd given her the impression anyway... that he was just out for himself? Selfish wasn't so bad, at least most of the time. If he stole some food here and there and enough cash to take care of himself, it wasn't good, but it wasn't too bad, right? That's... all she thought he'd been doing. All he'd mentioned.
B-but-.. how-... how long had he been in prison to not contact her for nearly a year? What could he have done to get put away for so long? Had he been fooling her about who he was and what he wanted all along? Was he some sort of revolutionary? A secret noble himself? An usurper just looking to cause unrest? A madman? What-... Why-... Kali had a feeling Nathan would know, but.. in a way... she didn't want to. As long as she didn't know the truth for sure, she could keep trying to pretend it must be a mistake or a misunderstanding.
But that wasn't the worst, even. I-...if he'd lied about-... then.... What else had he lied about...? Was-....
Was he ever even my friend..?
She suddenly felt so.. used... She knew in all reality it wasn't really comparable to the naive schoolgirl who realizes a guy has just been using and manipulating her, for sex or anything else, yet Kali in her current mindset couldn't help but make the analogy. So all he'd ever gotten out of her was some time and energy and relatively minor monetary gain that she'd insisted he take herself? He'd still--- He might have still, dammit, she didn't know for sure! But he might have still been playing with her heart to get that.
She---
Does.... anyone..... ;-; NonononoNO she couldn't think that.
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