Korlian
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Post by Korlian on Sept 14, 2009 17:01:10 GMT -5
Korlian gave him his feral smile, "Not everything is as it seems. The forest, for example."
He settled down as Angel stopped his forward advance, watching him carefully. Nice could be an illusion... a mask worn to ease others. Often, that was how Korlian used it. And he was not being 'nice' at the moment. Unless the vampire meant that differently, in which case he would learn the mistake as Conall had.
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Allan Warbeck
Ireth
Janitorial Enigma
He who limps still walks.
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Post by Allan Warbeck on Sept 14, 2009 17:03:36 GMT -5
Allan stayed quiet, still scrubbing and scraping away at the mess on the floor, letting the two boys converse among themselves. He was using the second of the two buckets of water Korlian had retrieved for him now, but there wasn't much less of a mess than before. He paused to stretch for a moment, then leaned on the mop as he resumed work again, wondering absently what time it was.
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Post by Angel Kapur on Sept 14, 2009 17:21:15 GMT -5
Angel smiled genuinely. "Better. Much better."
He rolled his shoulders and looked again to Allen, then down the hall to the infirmary. "If you want, come to my room sometime- I found a Playstation. Or something like that. Invite your brother if you want, I want to hear your stories."
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Korlian
Kitty Kat
Academy Freshman: Bound Fae
Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams... Only then can you belong to me...
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Post by Korlian on Sept 14, 2009 17:40:25 GMT -5
"You don't want my brother in your room," he stated, still watching. "And you would likely find those stories too incredible for you to believe."
He looked at Allan, wondering if he needed more help. Korlian was starting to get light-headed with the smell of bleach and iron in the air. Especially the iron. He opened the window behind him, grateful for the fresh air.
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Post by Angel Kapur on Sept 14, 2009 18:07:46 GMT -5
He looked annoyed; the boy seemed to be completely brushing off any attempt at communication, and he was running out of ideas.
"All right." He turned towards the infirmary. "Good night, sweet prince, if that's how it is."
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Korlian
Kitty Kat
Academy Freshman: Bound Fae
Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams... Only then can you belong to me...
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Post by Korlian on Sept 14, 2009 18:21:03 GMT -5
Korlian started, then leapt off the sill and followed him, "That wasn't how I meant it. I..." he stopped, confused. What... Oh, the prince comment. That was what had caught him. He should know that line, but...
"Sweet prince... Are you quoting something?"
It had been so long since he had heard that... but... Ai, what was dream and what was real?
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Post by Angel Kapur on Sept 14, 2009 18:36:02 GMT -5
He stopped and looked back.
"'And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.' It's a play, about a castle, and a ghost, and betrayal. Everyone dies at the end."
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Allan Warbeck
Ireth
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He who limps still walks.
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Post by Allan Warbeck on Sept 14, 2009 18:38:56 GMT -5
Allan grinned as he spoke up, still hard at work. "Hamlet... one of my favorites."
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Korlian
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Post by Korlian on Sept 14, 2009 18:44:22 GMT -5
"A work of the English Bard. I remember that. Always fun to watch the evening playings, on the grass in the open air as his trope did practice," Korlian said softly. "I always pity poor Ophelia..."
((I'm watching Hamlet right now. XD That's just funny.))
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Allan Warbeck
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He who limps still walks.
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Post by Allan Warbeck on Sept 14, 2009 18:55:16 GMT -5
Allan turned his eyes to Korlian, bemused. "Just how old are you really, Korlian?"
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Post by Angel Kapur on Sept 14, 2009 18:58:49 GMT -5
"That was a long time ago," he mused, looking at nothing in particular. His annoyance had faded into thoughtfulness.
"What did you mean, then?"
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Korlian
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Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams... Only then can you belong to me...
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Post by Korlian on Sept 14, 2009 19:00:22 GMT -5
Korlian looked at Allan, a strange expression on his odd face. "In truth? I know not. I am thirteen, but also much older. Those memories come in flashes, in dreams and occasional glimpses, as if they were imagined but yet I know imagined, they are not."
He grew silent for a moment, thoughtful. Mature and not, human and Fae... he was not human by blood, though so it seemed at the time. A powerful Glamour... a spell likely beyond even the most powerful mage here, to make a Fae mortal as a man. And what reason there was for his condition, he still had no idea. "It is probably easier to simply think of me as a thirteen year old boy, for in most ways that is what I am. Fae are caparious, childish and mature, innocent and conviving. Dangerous and playful... and all of these I have been, and will be."
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Allan Warbeck
Ireth
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He who limps still walks.
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Post by Allan Warbeck on Sept 14, 2009 20:34:19 GMT -5
Allan studied Korlian carefully. There certainly was more to this strange child than met the eye, but this was different than what most people were like... Korlian apparently had layers so deep even he couldn't see them clearly. That was quite interesting.
Maybe there was truth to the boy's claims of being one of the Fae. Many people feared the Fae because they just didn't understand their nature of being... it made sense, then, that Korlian (and presumably his brother) felt alienated from everyone else--except perhaps a few who knew of the Fae world and accepted it as coexisting with their own, maybe even longed for some bridge between them, strong enough for mortal flesh to cross over and back again.
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Post by Angel Kapur on Sept 14, 2009 20:39:38 GMT -5
"That sounds like it would be annoying. Isn't it?" Angel frowned. "Being made into something else, and something less at that."
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Korlian
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Post by Korlian on Sept 14, 2009 20:48:58 GMT -5
"Annoying?" Korlian asked, a harsh mocking laugh escaping from his lips. "Annoying is not even the half of it. It is... torturous, painful... a punishment. But I can not remember what for... Or its terms. And I remember more than my brother."
He bit off a snarl, another memory rising. His brother was connected to the punishment... he sighed, looking around. "But I suppose I was always more... welcoming to mortals. My brother was not, I remember that much. But again... how can I be so certain it is not dreams and that I am not insane?" He sighed, feeling his pipes hit his chest. Well, that might be proof. But it was not proof he was willing to share.
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Allan Warbeck
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He who limps still walks.
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Post by Allan Warbeck on Sept 14, 2009 21:07:34 GMT -5
"You seem perfectly sane to me," Allan assured him. "But dreams can be strange things. Sometimes they reflect the past, sometimes they reveal our hidden desires, or the future... Who can say what they really mean, or even why we dream in the first place?"
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Korlian
Kitty Kat
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Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams... Only then can you belong to me...
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Post by Korlian on Sept 14, 2009 21:12:32 GMT -5
Korlian looked at him, smiling a little. "Thank you. Memories... dreams... who knows. And I only desire to learn what it is that I dream of..."
His eyes grew distant, disattached. "Could you use another bucket, sir?"
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Allan Warbeck
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Post by Allan Warbeck on Sept 14, 2009 21:23:05 GMT -5
Allan glanced down at the water in the bucket, which was now a dirty reddish color. "I could definitely use one. Thank you."
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Korlian
Kitty Kat
Academy Freshman: Bound Fae
Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams... Only then can you belong to me...
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Post by Korlian on Sept 14, 2009 21:26:40 GMT -5
He nodded and took one of the buckets away with him to the closet. He poured the water out, then had to bite back the bile that rose high in his throat. The scent of blood was sickening in this small enclosed room, and he quickly rinsed it away before making a new bucket for Allan and carrying it back. He did the same with the other, using the time to think.
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Post by Angel Kapur on Sept 14, 2009 21:37:17 GMT -5
Angel watched the boy run back and forth, fetching water for the janitor. Beautiful contrast he had.
"Well. Offer'll be on the table as long as it needs to be." He shrugged. "Enjoy... cleaning."
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Korlian
Kitty Kat
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Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams... Only then can you belong to me...
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Post by Korlian on Sept 15, 2009 0:26:03 GMT -5
Korlian looked at him sharply, "The blood bothers me. The smell of it... mostly the iron in it. And I can move more easily than he can, so in order to get it cleaned up sooner I will help. But I can't touch it. There is enough iron there to hurt me, even if I am somewhat desensitized to it like this."
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Post by Angel Kapur on Sept 15, 2009 0:49:00 GMT -5
He looked oddly at Korlian for a moment.
"You- oh. You want me to help? I could do that."
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Korlian
Kitty Kat
Academy Freshman: Bound Fae
Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams... Only then can you belong to me...
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Post by Korlian on Sept 15, 2009 1:29:55 GMT -5
"No. I sensed in your tone that you thought it odd I was helping him," he said, his expression somewhat distainful of what Angel thought. Though obviously it meant something to him or he would not have explained. "Though help is likely appreciated."
He got away from the blood again, his nose wrinkled against the smell. The window helped, blowing the smell away from him, and so he hopped back on to the sill.
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Post by Angel Kapur on Sept 15, 2009 13:21:38 GMT -5
"Oh. Well it is strange; you could just leave, especially if it bothers you so much." He half-grinned at Korlian. "But, why not. Not usually my thing, but..."
He dashed off himself to get a scrub-brush, and when he returned, began making what might best be described as odd curlique patterns of cleanliness, as if trying to draw a swirling drain for the blood to be sucked down.
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Allan Warbeck
Ireth
Janitorial Enigma
He who limps still walks.
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Post by Allan Warbeck on Sept 15, 2009 14:16:19 GMT -5
"You have no idea how much I appreciate this," Allan told the two boys, still scrubbing away steadily at the floor alonside of them. "You're being a great help, both of you. Thank you very much." He glanced at Korlian, pulling a handkerchief out of his pocket with one hand and holding it out to him. "This might help against the smell a bit."
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