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 Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 10:46 pm
[Therawyn : South Verona : Main House : Lucian's Practice]
Thera looked struck, she stumbled back a bit though some of it was probably exaggerated as Sergio pointed his finger at her accusingly. She looked between Ver and Sergio... a look of utter disbelief on her face. She placed her free hand over her heart and collapsed to the ground lightly dropping the books, her hair falling over her face for dramatic effect.
"Sergio... I would never...." She looked up forlornly at Sergio, opening her arms in an invitation for an embrace. Therawyn glanced over to Lucian and nodded only slightly. "I scoured Verona... and my own bookshelf for them. I figured, Isra went through her last stack..." The teen patted the large stack of books that rested beside her and peeked a little at Isra... her heart rate speeding at the sight of her little sister... and if anyone paid close enough attention, the ground trembled a little causing beakers to rattle somewhat.
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 11:14 pm
[Raghnall : South Verona : Main House]
After witnessing a number of his cousins pass by him, he thought he would follow but he didn't know how to socialize with his own family. He waited a while before actually leaving his cousin, Steel, to his television watching. As he walked, to where his cousins were at the moment, he began to realize that it was to his older brother's practice. He walked to the front of his practice and knocked signaling his presence.
"Ummm... br...brother?" looking around until he met his brother's eyes in which he responded by looking away. "Wh...why is everyone he...here in your ummm... practice...?" Still not wanting to make any eye contact with any of his family members.
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 11:42 pm
[Lucian Capulet :-: South Verona :-: Main House :-: Lucian's Practise]
"Raghnall, I'd say it's good to see you but I'm kind of occupied, " Lucian stated without tearing his gaze away from Sergio. "The Fourth House is just here to pick up their new family member after I gave her a check up."
Lucian normally would have paid more attention to Rage, because he knew that the boy was uncomfortable with people he didn't really know. However he wasn't prepared to give the little hellspawn another chance to muss his hair. As much as he loved his cousins, his vanity would take over when someone ruined his coif.
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 11:53 pm
[Raghnall : South Verona : Main House : Lucian's Practice]
"O...oh...is that so..." Rage said while glancing at Vereor and then to Thera. "Well... if that is umm... all then I...I wish not to umm... disturb you any longer..." he said while shrinking back as if he was becoming part of the background.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2009 3:17 am
.:[ Isra Capulet | South Verona | Main House | Lucian's Practice ]:.
Isra gasped is surprise as Sergio grabbed her, pushed her behind him and waggled a finger at Lucian. Her nerves had melted into surprise, which had now evaporated into a stream of giggles.
'He's just like Veréor said he would be,' she praised, beaming at Sergio with admiration.
Even though he was about one and a half feet shorter than her, his vivacity and charisma made him seem so much taller. Flustered by all the talking, she glanced at Veréor, her red eyes connecting with his silver, glistening with happiness and gratitude. They were just like he'd said.
'So THIS is what family are like... Well I'll be - the books never delineated them like this!'
Isra's giggles heightened as her youngest older brother wailed at his family's betrayal. Turning her attention towards Therawyn, she marveled at her prettyness; such green eyes! They were, at that precise moment, veiled under a long wave of luscious chocolate hair that was streaked with rivers of green.
Isra was quick to drop her eyes, in case her sister caught her staring, but her attention was then caught by the large stack of crudely-wrapped books; a sight so marvelous it almost made her swoon. Veréor had mentioned her sisters devotion to her, and it was evident by the many books and pretty dresses she sent to her; in fact, the dress that she was wearing at that very moment had been gifted to her by Therawyn.
Taking a step away from Sergio (Veréor had wanted to keep their introduction a surprise to the hyperactive ball of hyperactivity*), she took a small step towards her earthen sister and gave her a small curtsy. "Hello Therawyn. I knew it was you, judging my Veréor's description. But it's unfortunate that he failed to convey the news of just how pretty you were..." DRAT! She'd forgotten to speak in the new, hip way she'd read about. Oh well, too late now. Besides, there were better things occupying her mind.
Like the books by Ther's feet.
Straightening up from her curtsy, she squeezed Oscar under one arm and interlocked her fingers. Looking bashfully down at the ground, she shifted about - maybe squirmed better describes it? - on her feet, giving the classic 'hai-nice-to-meet'cha-oh-bai-the-way-is-that-something-for-me-'kay-thnx-bai' ensemble with her shiftiness, avoidance of eye-contact and overly-cute attitude.
((( * is this fine with you, Sor? )))
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Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2009 1:53 pm
[Sergio :: South Verona :: Main House]
Almost instantly, like the whole event didn't take place, Sergio lowered his finger and leaped into his older sisters arms, embracing her and smothering her cheek with kisses! "I-MUAH! Can't-MUAH! Stay-MUAH! Mad-MUAH! At-MUAH! You-MUAH!," he said, kissing her cheek between every word. He sat on the Therawyn's shoulders, resting his head on top of her's and staring at Isra.
"Hello!" Sergio squeaked. "Did I rescue you from danger, Princess? Did I? Huh? Huh? Huh? Did I? Do I get a reward like in the books? Do I? Huh? Huh? Huh? Do I? What's your name anyway, Princess?" He lowered his head in front of his sisters, staring at her from an upside down position, and asked her, "What's her name? Do you know? Do you? Huh? Huh? Huh? Do you? Who are all these books for? Is it for her? Is it? Huh? Huh? Huh? Is it? Are you nervous? Are you? Huh? Huh? Huh? Why are you nervous?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 12:31 am
.:[ Isra Capulet | South Verona | Main House | Main Hall, outside Lucian's Practice ]:.
"Eh.... Eh?" she squeaked, smothered by his bombardment of questions. How was a human being capable of saying "huh" so many times?...
"Uh... Umm... Well, I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I... I-I-I-I-I-I-pickles...." she stuttered, glancing between him and Veréor so fast and so many times that her pigtails swung and hit her in the face.
".... Veréor?" she yelped squeakily, glancing from him to Sergio again.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 12:01 am
[Vereor : South Verona : Main House : Lucian's Practice]
The silver-haired teenager simply sat back and watched the scene with amusement, a playful grin tugging at his lips. They were going to get along perfectly- a real, true family, which is all Isra ever deserved... all Sergio ever deserved.
What they'd all ever deserved, until this blasted Capulet-Montague war had to turn them all into monsters. The teen's eerie silver eyes almost narrowed into a glare, but he'd managed to keep it back- just as he'd always managed to keep his feelings away. Instead, he simply released a light chuckle at Isra's sudden loss for words.
"Oh, courageous Sergio, I have for you an even better present than what she could physically grant you," he spoke to his brother, crouching down lightly, almost as if to kneel. "For she, brave Sire, is your sister. You are not just a knight- but a Prince, as well. And now that ye have been reunited, I think it time to celebrate, do ye not agree?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 15, 2009 11:27 am
[Sergio :: South Verona :: Main House]
Sergio jerked his back straight up and sat ontop of Therawyn's head with a blank expression. You could almost hear the gears grinding against each other in his head as he tried to make sense of what his brother just told him. Just as sudden as a flash of lightning, his face lit up as he squealed and as if he teleported, he appeared in the middle of the room, clung to Isra's upper body. Though he was older, Sergio was roughly half her size, but weighed about the same. The sudden shift in body weight was enough to knock the two over.
"Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy! I'm an older brother! Wait... I'm older right? I have to be since you're my sister I didn't know about... You know, the one that was born last and kept hidden from everyone! Or else I would've known about you. But now you're not, 'cause you're here and I see that you're here, so you are here and now I know you're here!" Sergio snuggled with his younger sister for a bit, until he stopped and stared at her, then at Vereor, then at Therawyn, and finally at a reflection of himself in a mirror. "Brother...," he began. "How come we're all related, but look so different?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 15, 2009 2:51 pm
.:[ Isra Capulet | South Verona | Main House | Main Hall, outside Lucian's Practice ]:.
Isra's shock melted into glee as her older brother took her down to the ground in a tight embrace.
'Yay..... Now we can be a big happy family,' she thought to herself, sharing a quick glance with Oscar which caused a brief pout to break out on her face, though it disappeared as quickly as it'd come.
All her worries had been for nothing, and Oscar wasn't going to let her forget it.
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 1:12 am
[Therawyn :: South Verona :: Main House :: Hallway]
The nineteen year-old smiled as her brother clamored back to her. Thera thoroughly hugged him with a certain motherly affection interwoven between. She turned to look at the newest addition to their family though she had anticipated Isra for so long it seemed passing strange to see her in flesh standing before her.
"Yes, these are books for you." The tetrakinetic responded gently, holding back certain laughter at their sister's enthusiasm. She pushed the package forth, feeling flushed in the cheeks at her bad wrapping skills. She desperately wanted to take Isra into a tight embrace and then proceed to hug her brothers but she realized she was still in the presence of her cousin.
Therawyn laughed aloud at Ver's proclamation, taking Sergio's response to her heart. "I fair well agree with that Vereor... I do believe a noble celebration is needed."
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Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 11:14 pm
[Vereor : South Verona : Main House : Lucian's Practice]
Sergio's question struck a nerve in Vereor, though he managed to keep his thoughts to himself. The experiments, the mutations, the genetic tampering, turning them into weapons, forcing them to lead lives they didn't want to, instigating a never-ending war-!
"Well, brother, not every sibling looks alike in families. Some brothers can have totally different eyes, heights...," he explained as gently as he could, keeping his smile on as he tried to avoid the technical science stuff that would just go over his head. "We're all unique, different, special- so we each look that way, too. That's just another mystery of the world."
"Now... who's up for pizza?" he said, looking specifically at Isra. He'd told her all about pizza; about how unhealthy it was, about the dreadful way it was made, but most of all, something he emphasized, is just how delicious it was regardless. He hoped she still wanted to try it after the explanation she'd made him give- she was so bright for her age...
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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2009 1:14 pm
((AL? you going to post in here anymore?))
[Saiya: South Verona: Main House complex- Aideens apartment]
When they got home, well, more like Aideens family home wing, but Saiya lived her long enough to consider it her home as well, and Aideen was as much as a sister, then her cousin.
She settled down into the kitchen with a heavy sigh and stretched her arms over her head. When she received that pleasant pop-feeling she was looking for, Saiya then proceeded to put some hot water on for tea.
Saiya always returned with new tea from work. Having direct access to the fields was very handy in that case.
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 1:02 am
.:[ South Verona | Main House | Lucian's Practice ]:.
Isra flushed a deep shade of red as her gaze flashed once again on the badly wrapped books. Not that she cared, though. She knew better than to judge anything by it's appearance. Or at least, all the books she'd read had been against doing so.
There was one problem, however. Therawyn was nudging the gifts towards her, which was a sure sign that she wanted Isra to accept them. Or all Isra's studying of the complexity of human behaviour hadn't proved very fruitful. So Isra stood still for a moment, processing everything she could.
'She evidently wants me to pick up the novels, judging by her... her eager facial expressions. Oh noes! C'est la catastrophe!*... What are eager facials?....'
"Pi-pizza?" she inquired, still perplexed over what to do with the books.
'Should I pick them up or leave them but if I pick them up I might fall since they look so heavy and then they might see up my dress or the hem might rip and then Therawyn might get really really really mad for ripping the dress she gave me and then never talk to me again and I won't have a sister anymore and and and-'
(((* bad French, for sure >o>)))
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