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 Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 3:33 pm
〚 𝔸 𝕕 𝕣 𝕚 𝕖 𝕟' 𝕤 𝕆 𝕗 𝕗 𝕚 𝕔 𝕖 〛 This is where Adrien usually goes to be alone or plot. Sure, he's not always up to the best of things in here... But then again he's never really up to the best of anything. □ □ □
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2012 3:04 pm
Ａｄｒｉｅｎ [Ｃｙｒｉｌｌｅ] Ａｌｉｓｔａｉｒ
With a huff Alistair shut the door to the tidy office, glancing around it as he did so. He needed something to do... He was getting to be bored, and that was never a good thing for his acts. For their sake, more so than his own, he hoped that he'd find something that would catch his interest. With a sigh he went to sit at the immaculate desk, searching through the drawers until he found the deck of cards that had been scattered over his desk the previous day, neatly placed away by some faceless maid.
He opened the box and spread them out, eying them a bit before pulling off the top one and tossing it onto the floor. He repeated this a few times with a loud sigh to punctuate it before looking back through the drawer. He found a bag of marbles from a past interest, and then decided to hurl one across the room, piquing his interest when it thunked against the wall. Well, that would amuse him for a while.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 11:27 am
»»¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ Venriel Steir [ Ven ♠ Rie ♦ L x Sty ♣ Ir ]
How about
a card trick ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦««  ♣ ♥ Once outside Alistair's closed office door, Venriel placed his ear to the door to hear what Adrien was up to. He could hear the telltale thumps of boredom... This was going to be fun. Venriel stepped back a step then rapped his hand against the door a few times. Hee~y Boss, I hope you aren't too bored because I found you a new toy." He announced with an elongated "hee~y." Though Venriel didn't want to be twirling cards in Adrien's presence, it didn't stop him from his playful antics.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 3:08 pm
Ａｄｒｉｅｎ [Ｃｙｒｉｌｌｅ] Ａｌｉｓｔａｉｒ
After knocking a picture frame from its rightful place, shattering the glass with the hard marble, a sharp knock caught his attention. Slipping his eyes over to the door, he rolled a marble between his fingers, wondering how hard he'd have to toss it to create a bruise...
His interest was immediately grabbed when he heard the mention of a new act, and like a hungry dog he pounced on the opportunity, rising from his seat to head to the door, yanking it open with a bit of suspicion on his face. "Is that so?" He couldn't be completely sure, considering that he was about as prone to picking at people as he himself.
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 12:48 am
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ℭhris†os. Åcяisiüs. ℋe℘hαεstüs. ℙhilo¢te†es.
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'Please... For the love of Mana, call me Christos.. Or just Chris.......' .☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.
Christos followed along, slightly perplexed by the mint haired man's comments on hiding in his closet... Why on earth would he do that? It seemed a little odd for behaviour around someone whom was referred to as the 'boss man'. But nevertheless, faith now rather uneasily placed in the taller male, he followed. As they arrived outside the end of the corridor, facing a large oak door, he waited patiently behind Venriel, twisting knots in the front toggles of his coat. The sing song voice that he had heard him call out in, would have put the pale haired teen at ease, had it not been for what he was referred to as.
'T-toy??? Maybe.. maybe its just slang for a newbie round here..'
He couldn't help but hope that, that was the rather odd explanation. When the door was wrenched open, he slipped back behind Venriel, before plucking up the courage, and shyly sidestepping him, so that he was n few viewof the man he was now in the hands of. "A-ah, hello...umm.. v...Venriel said you could train m-me in m-magic.."He mentally cursed his stutter, but the built up nerves were just there now.
.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩ OOC:: Sorry its short ^^ ☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩. 'Mana, the movement of all forces; divine thee, we sing..'
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Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2012 6:34 pm
Ａｄｒｉｅｎ [Ｃｙｒｉｌｌｅ] Ａｌｉｓｔａｉｒ
As soon as he caught sight of the mousy looking boy he raised an eyebrow and stared at him for a good long moment. Suddenly, without any warning, he took the last remaining marble in his hand and threw it over the boy's shoulder as hard as he could, narrowly missing his face and making it crack against the wall with a loud pop. He watched his reaction carefully, and then responded to Venriel without moving his eyes from him.
"...Awfully jumpy, isn't he?" he asked, frowning a little before reaching over to grab one of his thin arms. "And waiflike." The insult slid off of his tongue without a second thought, and he finally seemed to hear Christos' words. "Train you? I believe you're in the wrong house for things like that, little dandelion." The boy's layered, ruffled hair reminded him of the plant, and he couldn't resist reaching out to grab a few strands lightly before releasing them.
"You should never believe Venriel. The man's a dirty liar," he said lightly, blocking entrance to his office.
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2012 10:31 am
»»¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ Venriel Steir [ Ven ♠ Rie ♦ L x Sty ♣ Ir ]
How about
a card trick ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦«« ♣ ♦ As to be expected, Adrien was rather excited that there was a newcomer, and as expected, Christos was just as shy as ever. But wasn't expected was the boy's claim. With a quick look of surprise, before setting back to amusement, Venriel wagged his finger at the boy. "Agh, agh, ah... I never said it would be Adrian, and nor did I give pretenses to when, where, by whom, or how. You said your parents send you here to meet with Mr. Alistiar. Now here you are." He said and ended with a gesture of holding his hands out signifying "here." Venriel didn't like his words getting misinterpreted, and at the same time he did, which is why he always spoke the way he did. It always made every encounter more fun. ♥♠ Adrien thoroughly inspected the boy. It was fun to watch. Adrien inspected everyone differently. Venriel shrugged, "Yeah, as jumpy as a flea and shy as a squirrel, but he seems to know a good bit about magic. Unlike most potentials, he called for you by name and his family supposedly made arrangements." He commented on Adrien's remarks. Venriel's face quickly turned pouty after Adrien's jab. "I am not dirty." Venriel retorted, not mentioning anything about lying, as he grabbed his braid and fanned it at them. His hair smelled like the color it was, nice and minty fresh. He then looked back to Christos, "Now if you want anything from us, you will have to make arrangement with Mr.Alisiar." He said politely for once, to Christos.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 3:45 am
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ℭhris†os. Åcяisiüs. ℋe℘hαεstüs. ℙhilo¢te†es.
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'Please... For the love of Mana, call me Christos.. Or just Chris.......' .☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.
A rather unexpected object sailed passed his head, and hit the wall behind him with a crack causing a delayed flinch from him, as he blinked profusely, trying to figure out what had just happened. His head flitted round to see where the marble had made impact with the wall, both hands now tightly wrapped round the strap of his satchel, toying with the material nervously as he turned to face the hard stare that was coming from the Mansion owner.
The hand that had shot out and clamped onto his wrist, earned the two other men a somewhat squeak-like sound from him, as he yanked to get it back, frown knitting white brows together in bewilderment at being talked about whilst being right there.
'Waiflike?! I'm just.. thinn-ish' He thought to himself defensively so, before hearing what the boss had said; eyes widening in panic, that he wouldn't be able to train here, he turned to Venriel eyes wide. "Ah I thought you.. but... O-okay.." Clearly confused now by the mint haired magician's words, he seemed even more in a muddle than he was before.
As he was thinking it over himself, a hand had ruffled his hair, causing him to jerk back and duck away from it instantly, dark rose orbs wide like a wild deer.
"F-first of all, I'm not a squirrel, or.. or a waifer, or a flea o-or anything else..like..well that.." He'd started off with a strong will when talking but trailed a little, timidness sinking back in.
"And I.. could I talk with you about making a contract then, please Mr Alistair?"
As he asked he re-ruffled his own hair, to try and dislodge the feeling of someone else touching it. He wasn't too used to such contact, with anyone. And between the two men, he was quite confused now. What else would he mean by training, and why would the boss call Venriel a liar??
.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩ OOC:: Sorry its short ^^ ☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩.☩. 'Mana, the movement of all forces; divine thee, we sing..'
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 2:35 pm
((O.O.C.- Kitsu, seriously? Too short? Pfft! XD))
Ａｄｒｉｅｎ [Ｃｙｒｉｌｌｅ] Ａｌｉｓｔａｉｒ
"Familial ties won't get very far with me alone," he said simply, looking over them both one final time before disregarding the little 'us' comment Venriel had made. As far as he was concerned, the only one with any ability to give anyone anything else was himself. He kept it to himself though, which was a rare occurrence indeed. The boy's snatching back from him took a little more control to hide, and he sighed.
"Hm... Let's see what we can do with you... And you, what do you even do around here anyway?" He rose an eyebrow at Venriel, then turned his attention back to the downy haired boy. He really was awfully shy... Though something about that made him want to fluster him even more. And Venriel was getting in the way of that... Well actually...
"A contract it is," he said lightly before grabbing hold of his wrist and pulling him inside. He let the door stay open, however, in case Venriel decided to follow. "First, we need to decide where you're going," he said happily before steering him to his desk. Leaning over to grab the proper papers, he purposely put his back to his front, leaning his frame over the smaller boy's. He wanted to see him squirm, he truly did. He didn't consider if Venriel already had his eyes on the boy. He knew just as he did that anything that caught his interest was fair game.
Sure, wanting to molest the boy wasn't exactly the nicest thing in the world... But still. Fair game.
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