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 Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 9:09 pm
 "Um, just the one down the street, a few blocks from here." Hikari replied, wondering if she should have. Then again, she recognized him from somewhere as well. So, it wouldn't hurt to answer his question, right? She briefly glanced over at the boy who came with him, who was obviously preoccupied, and thought that she had seen him from somewhere, too. However, she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 9:29 pm
 Sora's mind clicked, and now he recognized her. She went to his school. "That's why you looked so familiar. I think I've seen you around school." He stood up straight, feeling a sense of accomplishment that for once, his intuition was correct. However, he didn't know her name. She just looked familiar to him. Sora laughed at himself nervously on the inside, 'Well this sorta awkward,' he thought. Rubbing the back of his head, he added, "We just haven't had a real conversation... I'm Sora Hikaru. My brother over there," He flicked his head at his younger sibling, "Is Ryo. So," He leaned forward a bit, keeping eye contact. "Someone like you must have a pretty name. Care to share?"Ryo heard his name being mentioned by his older brother and took his eyes from the book to see why he had said anything at all. He saw that he was talking to that Hikari girl. Ryo sighed and shook his head, returning to his book. The women who wrote this book had a very fascinating theory on Soul Splitting, and how it worked. Ryo might even buy this one for further study and analyzing if the theories it kept presenting were just as good as the ones before it.
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 9:37 pm
Looking into his eyes she couldn't help but be caught in his gaze, his blue eyes fasinated her. "Hikari. Hikari Delacroix." She said, blushing a little. At least Sora wasn't a complete stranger who had randomly entered the store and asked what school she came from as well as her name. After all, he had been staring at her for quite a whlie. "Yeah, I recognize you and your brother." She said, looking to Ryo for a moment. "Well, what are you guys doing here?" Hikari asked, not thinking that they are the kind of guys who would be looking in an antique store.
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 10:04 pm
Sora froze on the spot. He couldn't quite tell her that he and his brother were the God of Balance and got split into two seperate humans. That would only put him into a straight jacket, which was the last thing he needed. "Well... uh..." He stood up straight again, averting his gaze towards a vase like it was the most valuable thing on the planet. "My brother... he..."Fortunately, Ryo heard the question and walked over towards them, showing Hikari the book labled 'The Soul'. "I have an interest in reading these sad excuses for 'research'." He said, not even stopping before approaching the checkout counter with the appropriate amount of money (tax included) for the one book he picked up.Sora didn't even need to think twice before playing along with it. "Y-yeah... he's a big fan of bashing the theory of the existance of Gods... not to mention the theories on the Souls. What about you? Any specific reason you're in an antique store?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 10:16 pm
At first it appeared to her as if Sora was having some difficulty answering her question. But, maybe it was because he thought it might not be cool saying the answer straight out. Then again, she found nothing wrong with it, and held back a laugh as Ryu made his way to checkout. "Well, my mom likes these sorts of things, trinkets and all." She began, noticing that the brothers seemed like opposites to each other, though complementing at the same time. "I just haven't seen a music box in her collection, and just thought of buying her one as a present." On the note of her mother she then looked at the time. I have to get home...I need to check on stuff for dinner, too... She thought, frowning slightly. Suddenly her cell phone vibrated and she almost jumped. Reaching into her pocket Hikari found that her mother had sent her a text message regarding a last-minute meeting, and an apology for needing to come home later. Well, at least I won't leave this place while it is still a mess. She thought, putting her cell phone away and looking back to Sora. "That's why I'm here." Delacroix then began looking around for a broom, taking careful steps as she walked around ignoring the slight pain, hoping that the store owners wouldn't mind. "Might as well clean this place up, eh?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 10:49 pm
Sora smiled, so she was getting her mom a present. He always wondered what it would've been like to get a present for mother. However, as a former God, he didn't have any parents. Didn't mean he couldn't wish for them, though. "Must be nice, having a mom." He said to no one in particular. Sora went over to the corner and picked up a broom and dust pan, beginning to sweep up the pieces of the broken vase. "Yeah, might as well." After the larger pieces were in a stack, he got down and began picking the smaller ones up. "Now all we need is a 'Caution, broken glass' sign..." He laughed.
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 11:26 pm
She pretended not to hear Sora, but couldn't help but feel a little sad. Maybe he didn't remember his mother, or was an orphan, she couldn't tell. Hikari didn't now much about these brothers, but didn't push the issues. Finding a Caution Wet Floor sign she took an erasable marker from her schoolbag. "Here..." She murmured, taking off the marker cap. She then put a line through the words Wet Floor and wrote Broken Glass, then drew small shards of glass before the figure on the yellow sign. "Much better." Hikari smiled, placing it upright.
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 11:28 pm
Loki was beginning to get beside himself with boredom, and needed to find some way to irritate these humans and see if any of the would be revealed. His talents ranged, and one was seeing the fallen at their breaking points. Loki loved the fact that each of his brothers and sisters had a specific glow depending on their origins. If he could get them to their boiling points, then their light would show through their human persona. Then he could report it to Thor, who in turn would reward him with more time on earth, which pleased him greatly because it meant more mischief for him.
Dropping back over the edge, Loki decided to do something a little more devious. He slowly began moving the air around himself till it was formed into a strong, single line of air. Like invisible fishing wire. Then he leaked it through the window pane into the room. It moved past all the people secretly, winding itself around each one. And without warning he snapped his finger, or the rod, which caused a ripple down the line. One by one each of the people in the room would feel a sharp pain on their legs, and surely he would get a reaction out of this. Hardly able to contain himself, Loki awaited the reactions of each, ready to take note on any suspicious behavior.
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 11:54 pm
 
“Go away woman! No one would want to work with you!” Naga said angrily. He froze mid-step at the sound of the breaking vase. He pivoted on one foot and looked directly where the vase had been; no one was close enough to it to knock it over. He was ready to snap, a cupboard next to him moaned with the vibes coming off him causing it the buckle slightly. Hearing the cupboard make the sound he quickly brought his vibes down to a controllable level.Lulu looked at the girl for several moments. Lulu’s eyes welled up with tears and she talked to the boy, “I’m sorry. I’m really, really sorry.” She grabbed the girls skirt as she sobbed, “You got hurt. I’m so sorry and now you’re trying to clean up the store.” Lulu burst into tears.Naga heard Lulu’s tears and knew he had to do something before the god did something that would cause chaos, that would be much more work. Upset gods tend to do things that they would not normally do and being in child form just made things worse. In Lulu’s case her blessings tended to have the opposite effect, pretty much cursing everything around her if she became to upset. He rushed over to the boy and grabbed his hand jerking him up. “What the hell do you think your doing!? Get out before you insult the store any more. You don’t work here and you have no right to clean!” His glare locked onto the boy then looked and the girl and shot a glace back to the woman. “In fact the store is temirarily closed. Get out, all of you.” Naga looked down at his legs, the pain was enjoyable, but somewhat weak to want he liked and from an unknown source. He knew it had to be something when Lulu fell down, her crying even worse than before.((For anyone that wants to see I put a drawing of what Lulu's current outfit looks like in the OOC.))
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Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 12:12 am
 As Naga shouted at her angrily, Azrael's smirk only widened. " You're a rather rude curmudgeon you know that?" Stella said softly in a rather patronizing sort of way, but at the sound of a crash behind her, she whirled around to see that a vase had shattered on the floor and that no one was around it. Though some of the sharp shards had embedded themselves in the human girls legs and a strange boy was helping her clean up the mess.
Stella was just about to head over to where the vase had broken to investigate when she sensed the power coming from behind her and the noise of the bookshelf creaking from the force. Stella's green gold eyes widened slightly as she turned to look back at the angry dark haired boy who brushed past her hurriedly. So he is a God. The Goddess of Death concluded as she sedately followed behind him to where the little girl and the two strange boys were gathered around.
Stella watched rather apathetically as Naga jerked the boy up and began shouting, while the little girl with the bottomless blue eyes cried clinging to the human girls skirt. As Naga began demanding that everyone leave Stella felt a sharp pain in her legs. Her breath left in a sharp hiss as her thick lashed eyes looked down towards her legs and saw nothing. When she looked back up again Naga was looking down at his legs too, and the child had fallen down. " You felt that too didn't you? That pain?" She asked quite calmly over Lulu's crying.
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Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 12:14 am
Before she could respond Hikari fell to the floor, a cry in response to the pain in her legs coming from her lips instead. Her hands fell to the floor, landing on some shards of glass and cutting her palms. She then gritted her teeth, her jaw set to stop any further outrcry. "It's fine..." She said to the girl, blinking back her tears before looking up. "None of it is your fault." Shifting her attention to the other store owner she only gave a small smile. "Alright, I will leave. I am sorry." Standing up and using the dresser beside her for leverage Hikari took her schoolbag and book. Now she wasn't sure what she was going to tell her mom when she came home like this. That is, unless she got home before her mother did. Looking to the girl Hikari nodded and smiled, knowing she couldn't pat the child on the head. "I'll come back in a week, okay? Take care of it for me." She said before slowly making her way out onto the street.
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Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 8:24 am
Loki noticed one of the men, who had almost seen through his clever little air trick. He must have some power....I'll be sure to remember that.... He also looked over at the silver haired girl, watching as the noted man rushed to her side. As if to comfort her.... He continued watching, and took not of the woman in dark clothing, who seemed herself to give off a higher propriety of sorts. He noted her as well. The two men whom he assumed were twins hadn't quite made themselves too suspicious, besides the way they clung to each other. Loki continued laughing as he watched the scene unfold, knowing that he was closer to his objective.
Loki decided to get a little more animated with his new play things, and once again made a line of air with his fingers. This time he wrapped them around the little box the group had been discussing. He yanked viciously and the pretty thing fell to the ground with a thud. Then to his devilish delight he made the little thing scamper across the room, towards the door. It stopped and sat, hoping someone would do or say something that might hint who they were.
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Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 12:09 pm
Both brothers felt the tug on them, however, their reactions were different. Ryo simply put up with it, it wasn't severe, and if he acted like he was in any sort of pain, he'd attract attention. He didn't know what kind of attention, sympathy, anger, pity, any of it was something he didn't quite want to put up with. So, he put the money on the table and wrote down what he took from the store, and began walking towards the entrance when he saw a music box sit in front of the door. He sighed and muttered to himself, "I swear if this God doesn't stop..."Sora twitched slightly as the pain gripped his calve. He couldn't quite do much more than that, thanks to the jerk of a manager who didn't like the attempt at help. The guy was hostile, and that kind of irked Sora. "Woah, dude, chill." He raised his free hand up to make a stop gesture. "There are easier, not to mention kinder, ways to tell someone 'I don't need help'. Now if you'll let me go, I'll be out of your hair." Sora then looked behind him and at the music box that was in front of the door. Then turned back to the store's manager, a smirk on his face. "Want me to get that music box for you?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 1:37 pm
Beginning to walk home now Hikari looked at her hands. Ow...well, at least it isn't too bad... She thought, picking a shard from her palm and throwing it into a trash can on the side of the sidewalk. I'm just going to have to get home before Mom does and say that I tripped going home. No problem.
After around ten minutes she arrived home, closing the door behind her and entering the warm house. Hanging her keys on the wall she sighed with relief. Her set of keys was the only one there. Good... Quickly making her way up the flight of stairs she dropped her schoolbag and book in her room, then headed toward the bathroom, locking and closing the door. Opening a drawer she found a pair of tweezers and found some rubbing alcohol and bandages in a cabinet. Alright, just work on it slowly, no rush… Hikari then began the tedious task of cleaning her wounds, starting with her palms and then her legs, picking out the glass and tossing the shards in the trash can. When finished she took a cotton ball and used the rubbing alcohol, adding Neosporin to scratches and bearing the stinging sensation. As she worked she tried to take her thoughts away from the wounds, back to the antique store. How strange… She thought. Looking back on it now, Hikari wondered if the place was haunted by a ghost or something. Nobody was close to the vase, and she knew that everybody felt the pain in the leg just as she did. Maybe that place is haunted…?
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Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 2:05 pm
Naga let go of the boy and looked at the music box which sat at the doorway seemingly on its own. He then looked out the window seemingly towards the culprit. Then with a statistic smile he said to the boy he had been holding, “No need.” Looking at Lulu he continued, “Guess whose back?”Lulu was still crying after the girl had left. It died down to a whimper when she saw the box move. A God? Then when Naga spoke the whimpering all but stopped and she looked out the window. “Brother.”Peru stood behind the person who was looking into the store from hanging off the roof. Getting annoyed by this person or god, whatever it was that seemed to be harassing the store he took a quick step forward on the footpath, grabbed his hair and pulled him off the roof with his free hand. The other hand was holding a package wrapped in brown paper. “May I ask what you were doing on top of my store?”
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