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 Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 12:38 pm
Once again, Filia let one of her hands wander until it rested gently atop the boy’s head. His aqua strands were still very soft to the touch; she lightly ran her slender fingers through the short tresses.
“Well…” she started, but didn’t quite know how to continue.
Val was at a tender age when good and bad were as simple as black and white, and she didn’t want to confuse him any further. How could she explain that sometimes the perceived lines between good and evil often mingled together, creating a perplexing shade of gray. This was something she too had only learned after her adventure with Lina-tachi, and she was still tentative to give her opinion when she was faced with the subject. All she had ever known as a child had been rewritten on that life-altering journey.
“Did Xellos-san hurt you?” she suddenly asked.
She wasn’t sure where she planned on taking this conversation, but as a mother, she would do her best to teach Valteira to view the world through unbiased eyes, even if her own beliefs could not match those standards.
Xellos, why couldn’t you have just left well enough alone? she fumed, And to make matters worse, you leave me to clean up the mess you made! Get back here and fix things!
Well, inwardly shouting at the mazoku wasn’t going to make things right with the world, but she was at least able to vent her anger in a nondestructive manner.
((Ah, alright. I wouldn't take Lina anyway; I liked how you portrayed her when you were temping her in the other RP. I'll post for Amelia and Gourry when I get back from class tonight.))
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 12:55 pm
Val shook his head, aqua hair falling back in his eyes when he did it. He quickly reached a hand up to brush his hair out of his line of sight.
"Nu-uh. He just asked me a couple questions and drank tea... then fell out the window." the boy replied, smiling slightly. "I thought he was kinda funny... and he didn't feel like he was bad... I mean, the other boys at the river are always hurting the frogs so... I figured they were bad... but Xellos-san didn't do anything."
Val was obviously still confused. If Filia said he was bad, then he was bad... wasn't he?
"Does... does that mean he's not bad all the time, hahaue? Like when those boys see their parents and they act all nice and good cause they don't want to get in trouble?"
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TheHumanMetronome Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 3:24 pm
She looked at him as he leaned on her hand.
" Nani? Master.. have i upset you?" she asked looking at him questionably.
The white haired demon had tried her best to word the words so they wouldn't hurt.
Apparently she'd done something wrong in doing so.
Yiko shook her head. " No.. she didn't. My orders were simply to follow you around..."
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 7:29 pm
Oh, those poor frogs. Filia briefly thought to herself, before pushing the issue to the back of her mind.
It wouldn’t do for her to let her mind wander at this crucial point in her discussion with Val. She knew the only thing she could do was swallow her pride and inform him that Xellos wasn’t all bad, and hope it never reached the Mazoku.
“Xellos is like a child who hasn’t been disciplined.” She began, “Some of the things he has done can be considered as being bad, but that doesn’t necessarily make him evil.” She explained.
Filia wound a few golden tresses around her fingers and prayed to the gods that this would make some sense to the young dragon. She was starting to realize how inexperienced she truly was when it came to parenting. However, there weren’t many four-year-olds who could even think to ask the intelligent questions Valteira was presenting to her, so she decided her case was unique.
Suddenly, she noticed the sweet aroma of a fully baked cake wafting around the kitchen, and she rose to her feet.
“The cake is ready~” she declared in a singsong voice, turning to retrieve it from the oven.
It was as perfect as she could get any of her baked goods, and that, for Filia, was a simple accomplishment. Placing it on the counter to cool, she faced Val once more, but this time she was wearing a genuine smile. It had occurred to her that they hadn’t eaten out in town for awhile, so they were due for a meal in one of the many quaint establishments.
“Let’s go out for breakfast today.” Filia suggested, closing the cupboard. “You can even pick where we eat.” She added.
The breeze coming in through the window carried the pleasant scent of a gentle ocean, and even if Xellos’s appearance had upset the beginning of her day, she could overlook it.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 8:24 pm
Xellos smiled slightly, "Not upset me, rather made me curious about Beastmaster-sama's intentions." the mazoku replied, looking over to the white haired mazoku. "Gomen nasai, Yikohau-san. I was simply curious."
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The boy had been trying to process things.
'Xellos-san isn't always good but he's not bad?' the dragon thought, eventually coming to that conclusion.
Of course all thoughts of good and evil and strange men appearing from windows was lost to Val when Filia mentioned breakfast.
"Honto ni?!" Val asked happily, nearly jumping around the kitchen in joy. "Doko doko doko?!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 7:05 am
Yiko nodded. " Ah.. i can understand curiosity. " she said turning her body, and smacking a guy's hand as he tried to touch her sword again. " Like i can understand these humans want to touch my sword, because they think impossible for a girl to carry it around... it becoming quite annoying."
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Nileregwen DoUrden Captain
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 10:36 am
This caused the mazoku's purple eyes to show for an instant. "I think they're curious about more than just your sword, Yikohau-san."
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 4:22 pm
Seeing her son take pleasure in the sudden suggestion made the golden dragoness’s heart grow warm. Val, though very intelligent and perceptive for his age, was still a child, and being a child, he was entitled to outbursts of glee. Those very outbursts had Filia wishing he would always retain that innocence, but she knew that was a futile desire. After his well-performed imitation of a jumping bean, Filia scooped him into her arms again and kissed his forehead.
“Yes, really.” She confirmed, “And you can pick where we go, but first you need to get dressed.”
With that said, she let him back down and started for the stairs; she had been baking all morning, and though she had kept the kitchen relatively clean, she had managed to spill a bit of flour on her apron. Besides, the morning had been a bit chilly, and she needed to dress appropriately for the weather. Turning to Val once she was halfway up the staircase, she decided to remind him to do the same.
“Please choose warm clothing to wear.” She gently instructed, and then resumed the climb to the second floor.
When she was inside her own room, she closed the door, but kept her senses sharp so as to ensure Val’s safety. Her closet wasn’t so far from the door, and in seconds she had already selected a light blue ankle-length dress made of a thicker material than the pink one she was wearing. After removing it, along with the apron, she donned her new dress, and swiped a white shawl to compliment her ensemble. The newer dress wasn’t anything elaborate; the sleeves hugged her arms before stopping at her elbows, and she wore white gloves and boots. Mace-sama was where it needed to be, and that’s where it would stay unless something chose to interrupt their outing.
Slipping from her room, she waited for Val to emerge so they could leave.
”If we travel down the path of justice, we can surely reach a peaceful agreement!” Amelia announced before the congregation of officials. Remaining atop the podium where she had just given a speech that lasted for nearly a half an hour, Amelia gazed down upon the Seyruun legislators, studying their faces for approval. She was rewarded with smiles from each of them; it appeared her speech had gone over well with everyone. Now, as long as the king she was scheduled to meet in a week felt the same way, another peace treaty was sure to be arranged. Stepping down, she could hear her father concluding the meeting, and in moments everyone, including herself, was being ushered out of the room. Her father had congradulated her, several times, for writing and delivering such a moving piece, and she was confident they would meet with success.
((I introduced Amelia, but I’ll hold off on temping Gourry until we either find a Lina or someone else temps for her. It would feel odd posting as him since he seems to follow Lina.))
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Nileregwen DoUrden Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 11:28 am
When Val returned from his room, he looked warm.
Kind of...
The boy's clothes were a sight to see, literally. He couldn't wear normal clothing, so everything that the small dragon did wear, had been altered by Filia herself.
There was always a tunic-like piece that had open side. After getting the dark blue material over his head, he carefully started threading a black leather strip through tiny holes on the sides, lacing up his tunic from beneath his arms first, then down to his hips where it stopped. Once both sides were done, Val picked up the dark blue sleeves that went with the outfit. He placed on over his left arm, pulling it up, and then threading another black leather strip through the holes in the top of the sleeve and the tunic. Val did the same to the other side as well, before pulling on a pair of black pants.
Because of the boy's wings... it was rather hard to get clothes on... but Val had recently learned how to tie his clothes by himself.
A feat he was quite proud of.
He quickly pulled on his black shoes, tying the laces, before dashing from his room.
"Hahaue! I'm dressed!" he shouted happily. "Look! Look! I did it myself too! All the laces!"
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YAWN!
"Gourry... remind me again why we didn't stay in the village last night?"
It was a semi-angry growl... a growl that was exhausted... a growl that was on the verge of becoming a full-blown shout of rage.
Lina Inverse... wasn't happy.
She and Gourry had camped a few miles outside of the village, instead of staying in the comfort of an Inn.
Needless to say, the sorceress was a bit annoyed.
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