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 Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2005 10:33 pm
Eriond choked a bit on his forthcoming words before he, too, regained his composure. He had everything he was going to say written out in his mind but he lost it as quickly as his multicolored eyes registered the expressions on the shop keeper's face. He nearly blanched when the looks that the man read out oddly. The avariel quivered his wings and refolded them. The look this man was giving him made him feel odd and smaller than he actually was. Licking his lips, Eriond replied in his small voice, "I would like to buy three soap bars...Two t-towels and a wooden pail, p-please. I have three gold pieces. Will t-that be enough?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 9:05 am
"That will be fine." The keeper responded as he lifted a set of soap bars from the stand and wrapped them in a small cloth. He then extended his hand and carefully withdrew towels (which he rolled up) before at last setting all the items within a bucket - that done he leant across the stand and offered it to the Avarian boy, waiting expectantly for him to take the items.
"Two gold should be enough." He finished, his thumb flicking outwards slightly so that he would be able to nudge the coins into his hand upon the exchange.
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 3:44 pm
Eriond gulped, licking his pale lips as he timidly reached forward and took the handle of the bucket. He gave a shy smile, handing the man the two coins he asked for, before he hastilly blurted out, "Thank you sir, I hope you have a nice evening," and turned around. Eriond jogged quickly back to Symph and Rosa with the bucket in his hands bouncing every so often against his thighs, and his wings against his back.
"There," Eriond breathed, now relieved and beaming up proudly up at Symph and Rosa, "I did it! All by myself for the first time!"
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2005 4:55 am
"Congratulations!" Rosa replied in a cheery tone as she extended her hand once more for the Avarian to take. She was unaware of the deeply disapproving glance that Symph was attempting to fight off however (evidently he would have to speak to her in greater detail later) and had otherwise averted his gaze to look at the stalls that lay before him.
"Do you have anything else you need to do?" She continued, canting her head to the side as she turned her blinded gaze in the rough direction of where the small Avarian stood, granted she couldn't focus on him but she knew he was there in a roundabout way.
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2005 10:22 am
Eriond shook his head, shuffling the bucket in his hands so that he could carry it with one hand and hold Rosa's hand in the other, "No, nothing more if you include going back to the church." Eriond replied, "What about you?"
Eriond really enjoyed Symph and Rosa's company. He felt safe and secure around them and he hoped that after this little excursion, he would somehow be able to see them again. But in this crazy mixed up city, who knew what chances that little wish had of becoming true.
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2005 3:15 am
"Oh, we were simply walking around the District, that is all." Rosa replied gently as she turned her head towards Symph who was staring off across the district and towards various people in which he might have recognised - or rather he was staring at the chaos unfolding on one of the stalls as a lilac streak tore through the numerous goods upon it.
"Ah." He murmured, releasing a soft sigh through parted lips as he began to walk forward slowly (keeping his strides small for the benefit of both Rosa and Eriond) as he made his way towards the strange event ahead of him.
"Where are we going?" Rosa enquired.
"To catch something." He replied idly.
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Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2005 10:03 am
"Catch?" Echoed the little avariel as he tilted his head and toddled along after Symph, being half-dragged by Rosa's pull. He held the pail in his other hand tightly, looking back every so often to check that his hands were still clasped around the handle and that the items the bucket carried weren't falling out from the constant bouncing Eriond's little bobbing steps created.
"What's going on?" Questioned the boy again, a eagerness in his voice at the situation. The sudden commotion pumped his heart and he ached to know what and why something was going on. What was that lavender streak? "Why is everybody panicking? What's going on?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2005 12:30 pm
"Phantom." Symph's voice became surprisingly stern and his companion glanced towards him in utter surprise for she had never heard such a tone in her life. It was however, the only tone that this particular creature would listen to and abruptly it froze in midair, dropping the lilac cloth as it spun round to observe the otherwise unimpressed Acolyte.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a vixie in the most peculiar of attire, somehow it appeared to have raided the material stall (persuading someone to tailor the cloth in the process) so that he wore a black suit or what looked like one upon him and what appeared to be half of a white mask (probably stolen from some unfortunate chess piece).
It puffed up his chest though and eyed his master for long moments before at last giving a snort and placing his gaze upon Rosa and then Eriond...a small glint of sadistic pleasure flashing across his eyes.
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2005 5:09 pm
"Phantom? It looks like Emerald." Eriond observed, not understanding the situation. "Why is he stealing? That's not something good to do. Is he yours?" The avariel looked up at Symph, a look of complete curiousity painting his face. The excitement caused by this vixie started a wheel of questions in Eriond's mind.
Emerald Delusion was Eriond's vixie. A gift given to him by Don when Don advanced a rank. Since he was always away doing things, Don gave Emerald to Eriond so that the boy would have company in his lonely hours. However the pure mischief and the glint in the vixie's eyes gave Eriond an overwhelming feeling of uneasiness.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 9:19 am
"Yes, he is mine." Symph responded with a sigh, reaching out his tail with a brief flick to ensnare the creature in it's attempt to escape his grasp, "He has a hatred of idleness and will often cause chaos to amuse himself at the expense of others." He added, his tone disapproving as he chose to ignore the quite snort of amusement from his blind companion - evidently she found something about his words to be a tad ironic.
"Why do you ask?" He enquired, turning his gaze towards Eriond in spite of the hungry stare that his now trapped pet appeared to be casting towards the winged being...
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2005 12:17 pm
"I was merely wondering since I have one of my own. I was always curious about vixies and their owners since they seem to be opposites of eachother. I like the suit that he's wearing." He added, complementing the furry creature. Wringing his little hands around the handle of the bucket, Eriond warily glanced once at the trapped vixie, fluttering his wings a bit in worry.
Yet another reason why Eriond was so shy. He always seemed to be getting odd hungry glances wherever he went. The winged boy gulped and then quickly looked back up at Symph, wiping all uneasiness from his face in an attempt to look calm.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 6:21 pm
A clock tower rang from somewhere in the district and sent a rebounding chill through Eriond's body, his brows knitting themselves in worry as he counted the dongs from the bell.
One...Two...Three...Four...Five...Six...
Eriond gulped and piped up softly, "I have to get going to the Church in maybe fifteen minutes. Don told me to go back before seven."
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2005 2:37 am
//@_@ I did say I was going to post, should've let me as opposed to rushing me...
Symph simply nodded to the young boy as he maintained his hold on the Vixie, he was otherwise unimpressed by the feral creatures angry chirps and was dearly thanking the thickness of his tail as it saved him from the impending doom of its little fangs but alas...such was the distraction that he had very nearly forgotten that the young boy was there.
"It was a pleasure to meet you." He murmured gently, offering a wry smile as he clutched a little tighter at the vixie and extended a hand so that his companion (Rosa) might be able to take it as she so often did when she sensed him nearby - as was to be expected she did grab his arm...
"Be safe!" She added in, a small and yet wistful smile of her own appearing on her lips.
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2005 10:01 pm
//Opps *wince* Sorry, I didn't want to seem like I was rushing you or anything. I was just posting since it would be a couple weeks since I've last posted and I wanted to keep my word as an owner to Xanolonia. No rush intended! @__@;;!! I'm sorry, I just felt like I needed to post. sweatdrop
Should we continue here like another meeting of our characters? I really like arpeeing with you. *hope*
"It was very nice to meet you too, I hope to meet you again soon." The winged boy said, clentching his hands tight around the metal handle of the bucket. Eriond grinned warmly at the pair, scratching their faces into his memory, "Thank you very much for everything. Goodnight! I will!" Giving a quick hug to both Symph and Rosa, he looked up suddenly at the darkening sky with wide eyes of fear and twitching wings. Licking his lips in worry as he tried to match posts and signs with the path back home, the avariel gulped and started off in a direction he thought which was the way back to the church. Little did he know that he was heading himself the wrong way and into a dark area of town.
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