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 Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2012 1:12 pm
 ☾Verta Sans☽
☤Location≈ His Room With≈ Himself Thoughts≈ Sleep... ☤ Verta lumbered into his room, barely being able to keep his eyes open or lift his feet. When he reached the door to his room, he summoned some wind to push it open and used more air to close the door behind him. The room looked incredibly comfortable to him, kind of reminding him of home but not exactly the same.
It was populated by just a single desk, a bed and a small couch. Comfort was instant in Verta's mind when he looked around. His favorite blanket was sitting on the bed. At last... He was very comfortable with being alone, but every night before sleeping he would think to himself: What if someone else was here? That was usually the last thought that crossed his mind before he fell asleep, as it was again tonight.‡OOC≈{}‡
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2012 11:03 pm
Grace went right up to Verta's door and knocked 3 times. She smelled like smoke and tears were still in her eyes but she very much felt she needed to see him no matter how bad this looked. She waited to hear if he would come to answer or not, after all he was tired from last time. She took the time to examine her burnt clothing to see if she had any burns on her, but there were none that she could see. Did that man really set the fire on me? She wondered
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2012 11:36 pm
☾Verta Sans☽
☤Location≈ His room. With≈ His dreams and Grace Thoughts≈ Who the hell... ☤ Verta barely stirred from his slumber at the knocks on his door, but they were enough to rouse him. Sleepily, he fell from his bed onto his feet, barely managing to stay on them. He was shirtless and wearing a pair of comfortable shorts that he'd found in the dresser the school provided him. His wardrobe consisted of suits, only suits, so having these shorts was something of a strange comfort. His body had barely enough energy to lift his feet enough to drag on the ground.
His hand fell on the knob which gave him a slight shock because he'd been dragging his feet. A yawn escaped his lips as he paused before the door. A light twist disengaged the clasp on the side of the door. Pulling the door open, he saw a distraught Grace standing before the door. Her visual condition shook him to wakefulness instantly. "What the hell happened to you?!" He stood there dumbfounded, completely forgetting his manners.‡OOC≈{}‡
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2012 4:29 am
Grace blushed a bit shocked at his loud voice " Fire" she managed to say "fire outside!" She took a moment to gather her thoughts unsure of why the fire had been there.
"There was this man, he called me a creature and then.. I went to sleep in the forest and he was the hunter.. He killed me. And then there was fire all around me. I didn't know what to do" she looked at the ground feeling guilty as a fresh stream of tears flowed down her face. "I'm sorry.. I'm just a stupid girl". She waited almost expecting to feel his fists punch her. She knew Verta was nice, but she definitely felt like she would be punished in some way for this.
She thought about one time back in her own world she had accidentally started a fire while hunting. She didn't know how it happened but she couldn't control the flames. A man nearby, another hunter, witnessed it. He was able to put out the flames, but looked at Grace like a total monster, he seemed almost fearful. It didn't stop him from beating her horribly however. Grace remembered him calling her a stupid girl before leaving her alone. She hadn't started a fire since then, and she couldn't see why it would happen to her again. She didn't realize that it was her own magic that caused the fires.
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2012 3:01 pm
☾Verta Sans☽
☤Location≈ His room With≈ Grace Thoughts≈ This poor girl ☤ Verta listened to her story, his brow ruffling and his head nodding. She clearly needed some comfort and she'd come to him. This was, needless to say, very unusual for him, but he accepted the responsibility. When she'd finished he reached out of the door and grasped her shoulder, careful not to aggravate it as it healed. "Come in, we'll figure this out."
He'd hardly noticed that he still wasn't wearing a shirt when he brought her into the room and sat her upon the couch within. After seating her, he walked off to his lavatory and filled a glass with water. As he walked back towards his guest he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and blushed slightly. Forgot my shirt...great. Verta returned to Grace and handed her the glass of water before making his way to the wardrobe. I have no shirts appropriate for this...wait...I have that hoodie! Digging in the back of the wardrobe, he produced a maroon hoodie and slipped it over his head.
With his nakedness taken care of, he proceeded to grab one of the blankets from his bed and draped it over Grace while seating himself next to her. He tried to comfort the distraught girl as best he could, shushing her and wiping away any tears. "Sh sh sh sh. Tell me everything that happened. Why had you left your room? I'm glad to see your safe, regardless." He rubbed her shoulder up and down all the while.‡OOC≈{}‡
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2012 3:12 pm
Grace sat on the couch carefully and took the glass when offered drinking the whole cup right away. She felt comfortable with Verta there and he didn't seem mad at her would made her a bit less tense. "I went outside I couldn't sleep." She said remembering "I thought maybe being outside would help, I met this man.." She trailed off not liking the very thought of that man. She could still see his scowl in her head, the nightmare hadnt made her first impression of him any better. "He was a bit.. Grouchy.." She said. "He hates me" She frowned trying to recall what she did wrong.
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2012 4:07 pm
☾Verta Sans☽
☤Location≈ His room With≈ Grace Thoughts≈ Hates her? ☤ He frowned slightly at her words. How could anyone hate someone they'd either just met or didn't know at all? Baffling, these being were. The sun had started to rise out of his window initiating a yawn from Verta. What a night it had been. At least he'd gotten some sleep though. He leaned back in the couch and placed an arm around Grace. "There are so many strange people here..."
He contemplated what she'd told him for a while then turned to face her again. "Well, you're safe now." A pleasant smile crossed his lips as he looked at her. My but she was beautiful, and she found him to be a source of comfort. Looking from her back to the outside, the thought of food crossed his mind. First he would have to get her cleaned up.
"Where is your room, Grace? We need to get you out of those burned clothes and into something more becoming. Then, maybe, you would like to join me for breakfast?" Being as oblivious as he was, this seemed to be but a false hope for him.‡OOC≈{}‡
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2012 4:35 pm
She nodded in agreement thinking that this was such an odd place. There were some people like people from her home and others like Verta which she had never seen before. She smiled at him too thinking she probably did look like a mess right now. "I think I'm in Maple 4." She said remembering it in her mind. "But I don't think i have any clothes there" She didnt remember seeing any clothes in her room and she really didn't bring much with her to this place. The invite to breakfast made her feel extremely hungry though and she couldnt pass up that opportunity! "Yes!! I want to eat!" She smiled thinking of all the candy she could eat right about now. She quickly forgot about the events of the morning at the thought of food.
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2012 4:57 pm
☾Verta Sans☽
☤Location≈ His room With≈ Grace Thoughts≈ No clothes?... ☤ The thought of someone not having spare clothes was definitely different, but what wasn't, around here? She needed to have something else to wear, those clothes just wouldn't do. Looking around his room, he knew he had nothing for her to wear. Wait, they were at a magic school. Someone had to have the ability to either repair or create clothing! "We'll have to do something though! Those clothes just won't do! Let's go check your room again."
He stood and walked over to his wardrobe, pulling out his usual attire of black slack, a black blazer, a white button up, and a thin black tie. "Be back shortly." Smiling towards her again, he made his way back to the bathroom, in which he dressed. The usual grooming procedures took place, the only thing left out being a shower. Returning to the front room feeling quite refreshed, he offered a hand to Grace. "Shall we?"‡OOC≈{}‡
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2012 5:12 pm
"Okay" She said slightly embarassed at her raggedy old clothes. She thought she looked extreamely stupid in comparison with Verta who looked quiet like royalty in her opinion, and she wasnt really a fashiony type of girl. She took his hand feeling red in the face. She had never held a mans hand before, not like this. She wondered what would happen if they didnt have clothes for her. I will die if that happens She thought
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 5:10 pm
☾Verta Sans☽
☤Location≈ His room With≈ ... Thoughts≈ Bed ☤ It took a bit for Verta to reach his door and open it. He fumbled with the key initially, failing to find the keyhole a few times before the toothed metal clicked home. Once inside, the rate at which Verta undressed and re-dressed was astonishing considering how exhausted he was. Before he knew it he was already tucked into his bed and waiting for his thoughts to stop.‡OOC≈{}‡
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 7:55 pm
Grace reached his door and sighed. She hoped he wouldn't mind being disturbed twice in a row now. She knocked on his door and waited for him. She thought over what she was going to say but she had a feeling it wouldn't come out right. Alot had happened to her tonight. I shouldnt have thrown that fireball and then none of this would have happened. She thought
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 8:01 pm
☾Verta Sans☽
☤Location≈ His Room With≈ Grace Thoughts≈ Who's out there at this hour? ☤ Verta hadn't been accustomed to people waking him up at night, but his pleasant demeanor didn't suffer because of it. He dragged himself out of bed wearing much the same that he was the other night, comfortable shorts and that's about it. The carpet was warm against his feet as he moved to the door. Contrasting with the rest of the room, the doorknob was a bit cold against his skin. He twisted it and pulled the door in, allowing the light from the hallway to spill into the room.
It wasn't really a surprise to see Grace standing on the other side of the door and it made him smile when he did see her. He was visibly still very sleepy as he peered out of the door. "Good evening Grace." It took him a while to see the emotion on her face and that woke him up a bit. "Oh no. Come in, explain everything." He reached out his arms and pulled her into his room, closing the door behind her and holding he close to him.‡OOC≈{}‡
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 8:07 pm
When she saw Verta she felt a little better, but still felt very guilty. When he took her inside his room she sighed "Its a long story.. But.. I messed everything up" She frowned "Now Anime doesn't like me and.." She looked at him. " No one will anymore" She said. She wanted to run away and cry somewhere but didnt. She held back on them.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 8:13 pm
☾Verta Sans☽
☤Location≈ His Room With≈ Grace Thoughts≈ Anime doesn't like her? ☤ A concerned look was brought upon his face at her words. What had happened to put her into this mood and how could he fix it? Looking down at her with a concerned look, he took a breath to speak. "Sweetheart, I know that Anime likes you. She may be angry, but I can't really speculate on that without knowing what had happened. I promise you everything will be okay. Do you need to talk about it?"‡OOC≈{}‡
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