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~when~the~music~fades~ Captain
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 Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2007 2:19 pm
Mickey paused. SHe was a morning person. She always woke up early and was wide awake almost instantly. She occasionally was out of it, but not often. "You ready to go back to the others?" she asked him tentatively.
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2007 8:55 am
Claw snorted at Mickey's suggestion. "Hell, no. I might be ready, but I think you'll go back to hating me the moment we get there. So for now, I'm still comfortable riiiight here." He plucked a flower with his hand, and threw it at Mickey.
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Mister Doctor Professor Crew
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2007 9:44 am
(Coz I'm bored, Ima post as Anfisa on the mainland xD)  Though there were many things happening on the island that welcomed newcomers, Anfisa was happily unaware of these events. The town she lived in always seemed to have the trees in bloom, and her favorite were those that bore flowers instead of fruit. The place where the trees bore flowers were where the girl could be found, sitting underneath one of their large branches and letting the pink and white blossoms fall from their branches with the lightest pushes from the wind. Every time the wind stirred to pick the blossoms though, a light chiming sound was created from the girl's head piece.
In her lap, there was a silver flute, looking as plain as any other kind of flute that would even be found on other worlds. It was the one item she always kept close to herself, despite having been told countless times to keep it from the view of others. Still, she didn't think anyone would try to steal something such as the flute from her, though it was very naive to think so. Perhaps it was her experience that no one stole things from her or never being directly frequented by someone from another world that she didn't heed the words of the person who had taken her in when she had no home. To not harbor any kind of attachment to the objects and to give it to someone of a good heart; that was her job with the Chanson de Anges, but she couldn't help but want to keep the object with her at all times. It was like another piece of her that she couldn't lose.
"...isa.... an...sa.... ANFISA," the sharp tone came from an older, deeper voice as a wrinkled hand pinched one of her cheeks. The girl's violet-gray eyes opened with a pained expression in them before anything else.
"Ow~ Leggo~" the girl whined, being released from the pinch as soon as she spoke those words.
Her eyes focused on the old man that was bent near her face. His own eyes were almost impossible to see, being hidden by the hair of his eyebrows and squinting. His face was wrinkled with age and somehow he had a sad feel to him from the wrinkles. His hands were already behind his back, holding onto each other.
The look of dismay slowly found its way onto the girl's face, knowing exactly who this person was and what kind of crime she had committed. "I-I was just enjoying the nature!" she started, telling the truth, somewhat. She had originally come out to the area to enjoy herself and relax, but in that time, she had also fallen asleep, with the Chanson de Anges plain to see in her lap.
The man's brow wrinkled and his already frowning lips dipped lower, almost falling off his face. "Anfisa, I have already told you many times to not have that object out for any thief to steal, especially if you're going to take a nap," he spoke, his voice raspy and full of disappointment.
Anfisa gave a sad puppy look to the old man, as though she had just been spanked many times. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to fall asleep. Really, Grandfather!" the girl started up, "It was just such a nice day and with the flowers falling from the trees and everyone else at work-"
"Does it matter if everyone is at work?" the old man interrupted, "A thief never stops looking for the object he seeks."
"Y-Yes, Grandfather... I'll be more careful about the flute," the girl spoke. She wanted to say that she would be more careful because she loved the flute so much, but she knew that she would be chastised even more should she say so.
Her short but slender fingers wrapped around the beautiful flute and picked it up before getting up. She kept it close to her body though it still was not hidden from sight. She didn't have anything to hide it in, normally keeping the case nearby but have neglected to bring it. "Shall we go, Grandfather?" she started, forcing a nervous smile to the old man, "It should be about time to... uhm..."
"Clean the temple floors," the man finished for her, giving her a chore that she wouldn't like. It was, of course, punishment for disobeying what he had taught her time and again.
"Wha~t~" the girl whined, slumping a little, "But I don' wannu~" Though the girl spoke the words of detestment, her face had loosen and she was already looking a little happier. Punishment meant that the old priest was willing to forgive her for her transgression and for that she was happy.
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2007 1:46 pm
The flower hit Mickey and fell to the ground. She picked it up, twirling it between two fingers. "So you don't believe that I'll ignore Larissa and Nariko?" she asked him.
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~when~the~music~fades~ Captain
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Mister Doctor Professor Crew
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2007 2:07 pm
"Nope." He simply answered back to Mickey. "Honestly, I don't." Claw folded and unfolded his wings, but didn't show any signs of getting up. "I think you'll go back to hating the face that you were leeching onto last night."
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2007 2:12 pm
Mickey's face went cherry red, and she wasn't sure what to say for a moment. "Well, maybe if that face keeps being a jerk, I just might." She folded her arms and looked away in a failed attempt to hide her embarassment.
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~when~the~music~fades~ Captain
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Mister Doctor Professor Crew
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2007 2:17 pm
"What if the face is a sexy jerk?" Claw laughed at her quietly. He'd caught a glimpse of her face's incandescence, and that caused Claw to grin. "And what if this sexy-jerk-face didn't mind the leech?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2007 2:28 pm
Though it had seemed impossible, Mickey managed to turn an even deeper shade of red. She could feel her cheeks burning. "Well then." She paused, mainly for dramatic effect. "In that case, maybe the leech might forgive the sexy-jerk-face. Maybe."
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~when~the~music~fades~ Captain
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Mister Doctor Professor Crew
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2007 2:33 pm
Claw had been sitting butterfly-style (with his shoes off on the ground next to him), and he gripped his toes in delight. "Maybe yes...?" He asked her, but didn't wait for the response. "Then the leech can go leeching on again to the sexy-jerk-face~"
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2007 2:38 pm
"Maybe," Mickey said again. She faced him momentarily, then looked away again, her chin high. "Maybe if the leech feels like it."
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~when~the~music~fades~ Captain
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Mister Doctor Professor Crew
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2007 2:42 pm
Claw stood up, and stretched his arms out over his head. The angel boy managed a small yawn, and he placed his arms back to his side. "Why are you still refering to yourself as 'the leech'? And what's up with all those maybes? I want an answer that's not the same as my sexuality."
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2007 2:45 pm
Though she had kept on a serious face, Claw's last comment made Mickey laugh. Still, she had to say to him, "First of all, you started it. Second: what if I don't feel like it?"
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~when~the~music~fades~ Captain
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Mister Doctor Professor Crew
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2007 2:56 pm
Claw had drifted over to the half-demon, as he slowly moved, his eyes never left her. "So what if this sexy-jerk-face started it, hun?" He giggled at what she had called him, but he'd added onto. "And why don't you feel like it?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2007 2:59 pm
"Because," Mickey began, standing up. She placed her hands on her hips and looked up into Claw's eyes. "I. Just. Don't." She smiled. "'Kay?"
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~when~the~music~fades~ Captain
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Mister Doctor Professor Crew
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2007 3:04 pm
"That's not a good enough reason~" Claw crooned at Mickey. He was close enough to touch her now, and so he ran his hand under her jawbone. "Only I'm allowed to use 'because I don't feel like it' for my reasoning. Not you~"
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