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 Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2004 9:19 pm
"Wolf shape?" She knew they could turn into bats, must have wanted something different she figured.
"Ah yes, let me just get Sid." She wanders off as she says that and after a quick look though the plushes and a bit of calling she returns back by his side. Her snake tucked carefully in her sleeve.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2004 9:20 pm
Well, I could. My family line had a few different forms we could take. I, um.. used that one the most. *he heads over to the door and opens it, standing aside to let her out first*
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2004 9:25 pm
She walked out, well this was certainly a turn for the better. She'd never seen him act so... gentleman-like. Once outside on the pavement she turned back to him. "Do you err, need some room?" She asked, taking a couple of steps back.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2004 9:25 pm
*he smiles wanly* Ah, if I only could. Sometimes I miss it. *he begins walking* I would give you a lift, but I'm trapped in this shape, I'm afraid. I gave my others away.
*he stops and turns around* I realize that I don't know where I'm going.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2004 9:27 pm
"Oh right of course." She nods off in one direction.
"This way." She says as she starts to head off.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2004 9:28 pm
Ah... *he goes with her, meandering silently and thoughtfully*
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2004 9:32 pm
"So you can 'give away' shapes huh?" She asks, making conversation as the path soon leads out of the busy shop district. "That's pretty cool but why didn't you keep any?"
"If you don't mind me asking." She quickly adds.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2004 9:32 pm
Because they were a poison in my body and mind. I used them to cause misery and death. I traded them away for peace. *he hunches over a little* I don't think that I wouldn't be able to control myself, but it takes a good deal of energy, and for a vampire, that means a good deal of blood.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2004 9:37 pm
"Good swap." She says quietly and rather seriously.
She thinks about the second part of what he says. The first part concerning misery and death, well that didn't sound too pleasant and was definatly something private, she knew that much.
"I suppose it would take quite a bit of energy and well energy requires the body to eat, or drink."
She glances at him as they walk, trying to imagine him transforming. Her imagination came back with an image of the transformer being in pain while they changed and she so she asked. "Did it hurt to change? I mean, I did a bit of biology in school and there's alot of parts that need to move, shrink and grow."
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2004 9:37 pm
*he gives a little jolt, staring aghast. Did I just really say that!?! I've gotten so used to explaining myself to the cardholders, I didn't even think about it. And still, she carries on as though it were nothing at all* I.. no, I don't know. I don't remember. I don't think so.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2004 9:39 pm
She looks at him when he starts and his words confused her. (not in the sense that she didn't understand them though)
"You don't remember? Gee must have been a long time ago."
Inside her head she still considers those other words. Death and Misery. She'd only know Nar a short time and had seen him angry only on a couple of occasions. Maybe it was a bad idea inviting him? But, she reminded herself, he'd never hurt her before and then there was that cat-girl incident. He didn't seem to be the sort that caused death and misery, at least not any more....
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2004 9:42 pm
It was a very long time ago. A whole other life, in fact. I-- *Shut up! Shut up! Don't force other people into your problems, stupid. he bites on his tongue and says at length* I can't say exactly the number of years. Some... oh, 900 or so. Give or take. You know, years all start to run together and get distorted when you live so long.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2004 9:43 pm
"About the same time your friend gave you those tapastries?" She offers. "Wow, that's pretty incredible. Imagine all the things you must have seen. Watching society change and such."
"So you're about 10 centuries old?" She laughs and gives him a big grin. "You're certainly doing well. You don't look a day older than 500 years."
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2004 9:44 pm
Mm, I'm much older than that. It is interesting, sometimes terribley hard to keep up with. You get used to something being one way, and then, before you know it, said thing has changed completely. And people, well, you can just forget about that being the same.. *he trails off* O, well, it is terribley interesting.
*he sighs and adds* Do I really look all that old?
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2004 9:49 pm
"No, it was a joke." She chuckles and looks him up and down. "I'd say you physically looked.... oh I dunno, I'm not good at estimating ages, late twenties?"
"Hmm.... she ponders what he said before. "I guess the length of your lifespan changes your perspective of time."
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