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 Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 6:16 pm
"No," he replied, sounding bored, "It's moving things. Boxes of stuff and such." He walked down the street, seemingly not even bothering to keep watch on him. His attention was on the road first, the boy second. "So, the book. Why did you want it?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 6:21 pm
It seemed that moving things was equally as satisfying as cleaning because Anish relaxed wuite a bit after that. "There was something I wanted to know. About the Ancients." He offered no more of an answer as he watched a lyric bird fly overhead and smiled.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 9:55 pm
They continued to walk, through the streets lined with citizens, towards the more wealthy part of town where the houses were bigger. Outside a particularly nice one were two large carraiges, and people were off-loading things and putting them inside.
As they approached, a tall, red-headed young man turned and spotted Assarial. He was an inch shorter than Assarial, putting him at about 5'10". His hair was silky; his skin was soft and pale; his clothes were sleek and black; his eyes were a like a clear December sky: harsh and cold. He put his hands to his hips and said, "Where have you been, Ari? You've been gone for nearly an hour." His attention caught to Anish. "And what is that?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 8:06 am
Anish scowled at being reffered to in such a way, but remembered himself and bowed politely. He wanted to move things or clean. If he was rude to this person Assarial might change his mind and Anish didn't want to go back to his old master.
"My name is Anish, sir."
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 8:17 am
Illarius sighed as he gathered the files up from the meeting. It had been a long one with much arguing. In the end everyone had agreed to disagree until next time.
The ocean dragon was grateful for this as he hadn't been getting much sleep lately. Caught up in his thoughts some of the had papers started to slip from his arms. He cursed and tried to catch them before they fell.
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 8:23 am
"Ah! Oh no!" mumbled a youthful-looking dragon of slight frame and lovely appearance. He stumbled forward, thrusting his hands under the other's falling papers, to attempt to catch them. However, as he moved forward, he knocked over the rather large firearm that had been leaning against his chair, tripped over it, and wound up headbutting Illarius in the stomach with his pretty little dusty brown-haired head. He was wearing a long white button-up shirt, and an olive greencoat, whose sleeves his arms weren't in, but instead was slung over his shoulders, buckled with three belts accross his clavicle and chest to hold it in place. His pants were dark gray and of good fabric, and fell over some black patent dress shoes, that appeared to be rather new. In fact, all of his clothes looked new.
Simultaneously as he headbutted the other, his own briefcase full of documents and forms flew open, and soon, the two of them were surrounded by a mess that looked as if a paperwork bomb had exploded.
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 8:31 am
"Oh" Illarius reached out and caught the boy before he fell, causing a few more papers to flutter to the ground as he now was using a single arm to hold them. "Are you all right?" he asked concernedly, eying the large gun on the boy's back curiously.
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 8:40 am
"Oh!" he squeaked. Stumbling to straighten himself up, bringing his hands to his face, "wah, I'm sorry! I really didn't mean to...I was trying to help," he said pathetically, casting a baleful, apologetic gaze to the mess--which, mind you, was mostly his stuff anyway--and whimpering slightly.
The other lords were snickering at them as they exited.
Meanwhile, a beautiful pearly white carriage pulled up in front of the central palace. It was covered in crystal and glass, spun into the shapes of wings and snow flakes and icicles, all accented with silver and gold. It made a sound like a chime when it moved, and stopped. Guards immediately hurried forward to open the door, and reached their hands in to help the new arrival out.
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 8:47 am
Glaring at the others as they left, Illarius placed the files back on the table and knelt to help the boy pick up his things. "Don't apologize, it was an accident" he said kindly cyan blue eues shining like jewels from his soft face. "You seem awfully young for a lord, though. How old are you?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 8:59 am
He puffed out his cheeks, frowning, and knelt to start picking things up too, "Do I.... really look that young to you?"
Indeed. In appearance, he seemed only 15, at most.
"How old do you THINK I am?" he stared at him, sitting back on his bottom and folding his arms expectantly.
"Welcome to the capitol, sir Voux," said one of the guards as a slender, ivory-pale hand slapped away the one being offered to him, and a 5'10" lithe, beautiful man stepped out of the carriage as gracefully as fluid water from a pitcher.
"Bloody welcome indeed," he hissed. He was wearing all white and black--a long white leather coat being the most prominent. Dressed with silver and platinum accents, and hemmed with the most beautiful lace known to man, his long, metallic white hair cascading down his back. His head was crowned with what appeared to be a white fedora with a very wide brim. His deep sapphire eyes narrowed as they surveyed the area. By the gods, did he hate coming here!
Scowling, he waved his hand absently and the door of his carriage slammed shut, several crystal beads falling off and shattering on the ground.
The guards exchanged nervous glances.
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 9:07 am
"Um..." Illarius smiled uncomfortably, rubbing the back of his head. "Eighteen?" he tried, though the boy didn't really look even that old. He handed the materials he'd retrieved back to the other and stood up to make sure the files were still in order.
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 10:33 am
"Ah!!" he squealed, looking elated and clapping his hands together as a look of pure joy washed over his face, "Really?! You think so??" he crawled forward and took the other's hand in two of his own soft, small ones, squeezing it warmly, and smiling rather adorably. He looked like a puppy who'd been praised for doing nothing, "Actually," he looked sheepish, "I'm only seventeen. But you thought I was eighteen! That's good news for me!" he beamed. You'd think he'd just found out he was the long-lost b*****d son of an Ancient, with the amount of joy he was giving off.
Voux stepped forward, throwing open the doors of the main palace, stalking inside to the foyer as his coat and hat were taken and his luggage was immediately carried upstairs by a river of guards and slaves alike, to the part of the palace with bedrooms reserved for Ambassadors of the different regions. He put his face in his hand briefly, fingers prodding at his temple, looking as if he'd gotten a headache by just walking in there.
"Someone fetch me some goddamn tea and a comfortable chair," he hissed, and some servants tripped over themselves and each other in the rush to do so, some beckoning him to follow them more deeply into the palace, leading him to a plush sitting room.
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 2:48 pm
The blue haired lord broke into a smile. The boy was so cute! "My name's Illarius", he said cheerfully. "I'm pleased to make your aquaintance, um..." He shifted awkwardly swinging his hands that still held the other's. "What is your name? Tell me while we go out, I'm supposed to get these files to the archives."
One of the servants hurried back to where Voux was sitting, carrying an ivory cup full of steaming tea. "H-here my lord" he stammered, hands shaking as he handed the cup to ice dragon. He seemed so frightened by the pther's presence that he accidentily spilled some of the tea onto Voux's lap.
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 7:43 pm
"I didn't ask you." Dnias snapped at him.He looked ready to continue, but wascut across by Assarial.
"His name is Anish. I'm looking after him for awhile and he'll be helping out." He turned to the boy. "Take this stuff inside and put it in the room down the left hall."
They were, too, staying at the central palace, but were off-loading at a different spot. The palace was huge, and had many enteranced, and many, many rooms.
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 8:59 pm
Anish nodded and began unloading boxes and hurrying them inside. Already he didn't like the other dragon.
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