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Post by Stormsong~ on Jan 22, 2017 22:56:40 GMT -5
*covers heart* I'm hurt... jk jk samsung sucks XD I'm going back to apple asap
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Post by Myst on Jan 22, 2017 23:02:07 GMT -5
Orion had planned on exiting the area as soon as possible originally, however, seeing the older made him want to at least great him. Hell, it'd been five years since he'd seen is dance teacher. The classes stopped when he turned 14 - his freshman year. According to his foster parents, studies were important, and his sudden 'obsession' with dance was unhealthy. So, they stopped paying for the class, much to his distaste. Even still, at the point he never protested, just accepted what was. And at the time, that was what it was. But now, he was free to do what he liked, which currently includes speaking with Maxon. However, when he addressed Michiko, the fae's eyes turned to her, unsure of what her reaction would be.
Maxon's gazed softened at her clear shyness, and he reached forwards to shake her hand. He did so with a sure grip, nodding slightly when she introduced herself. "I'm Maxon Seville," he greeted warmly. He caught a quick glimpse of her eyes, though said nothing. He didn't react, really. They were gorgeous and unique to say the least, but after years of seeing Orion's he didn't really mind. As she released his hand, the way she said 'sir' cause his attention. "You don't have to call me sir - Orion sets a terrible example."
At this, the college student couldn't help a grin. "I suppose I do." He knew it was all in good humor, and that was one of the things he'd liked about his former dance teacher - he always knew what to say.
Maxon continued to speak then, figuring the dance major wouldn't say much. Not surprising. "So, I'm sure he hasn't told you, but I was his dance instructor for three years. He disappeared from my class right at the start of his freshman year - I'm assuming his parents had something to do with that." There was a pause in which Orion gave a vague nod.
The pause was also long enough for the elder of the trio to assess the pair. He easily noted they were holding hands, and his smiled turned into one of knowing. "Enough about that, though. Are you two an item?" At the question, Orion was stunned into silence, suddenly forgetting how talking even worked.
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Post by Myst on Jan 22, 2017 23:02:27 GMT -5
Lolz what Samsung do you have??
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Post by Stormsong~ on Jan 22, 2017 23:10:45 GMT -5
S4 XD
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Post by Stormsong~ on Jan 22, 2017 23:23:37 GMT -5
Michi couldn't help but relax as the man talked, immediatly taking a liking to the man who had served as a mentor to Orion for so many years.It reavealed a bit about Orion's past , too. "So he's been a dancer almost his whole life... Michi thought to herself; she couldn't help but be amazed at the level of dedication he had to the art. She started a bit at the mention of the words "Parents" though. Orion had parents? It made sense, he had been young when he first came to the human realm, but still it shocked her becuase he had never once mentioned the gaurdian figure in his life. Then again, it was entierly possibly that they another figment of his past that he would rather forgot.
She brushed aside her dumbfoundedness with a laugh to the choreopraher's quit at Orion. She grinned up at the much taller fae and poked his cheek, glaring playfull. "He really is; I'm scared for my future because of this one. He's turning me into a total dilinquent." She teased, her eyes dancing with affection and mirth. She felt herself freeze again as her heart flushed with fire in embarresment. They were holding hands. "Oh, I'm so sorry! It's probably rude to hold hands.. I mean.." She dropped Orion's reluctantly and looked at the ground, flushing a deep red. "We are. Orion is my boyfriend." She couldn't help a guilty grin at the last part as she studied the auditiorum carpeting with the interest an art major would study Picasso.
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Post by Myst on Jan 22, 2017 23:37:41 GMT -5
Orion blinked when she poked his cheek, looking at her innocently. He hadn't done anything recently to serve as an even remotely back influence, had he? No, probably not. Well... okay that was debatable. However, the teasing tone had him grinning slightly. However, when she suddenly dropped his hand, his grin faltered. Was it because of the question? While the term 'boyfriend' still brought him joy, the fact remained that his hand was now devoid of hers. That was a problem. Gaze turning back to his former instructor, he took Michiko's hand once more, squeezing it lightly.
Maxon watched the short exchange, an amused chuckle escaping him. They made a wonderful couple, really. He'd already seen a surprising array of expressions from the taller of the two, and they danced splendidly together. Orion had never danced well with anybody when he was younger - in all three years they'd spent together, the fae's skills had always fallen short when it came to partner dances. He wouldn't say anything though, for now, he'd simply address the girl's words. "No, please, there's nothing rude about it," the elder of the trio assured her. "But I'm happy for the both of you. I'm sure you're a wonderful influence on him." Eyes turning to the older fae, he raised an eyebrow slightly. "And I'm sure you're treating her right, yes?"
"Yes, sir," the dancer answered, giving Michiko's hand a light squeeze. "I'm doing my best," he added after a moment.
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Post by Myst on Jan 22, 2017 23:38:00 GMT -5
Damnnn Lolz my mom used to have one - my brother broke it xD
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Post by Stormsong~ on Jan 22, 2017 23:44:48 GMT -5
Oh crap
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Post by Stormsong~ on Jan 22, 2017 23:57:27 GMT -5
Michio stuck her tounge out playfull at the older fae, a blushing turning her cheeks an even darker shade of red. However, when the older man said that it was okay, she stopped struggling to her her hand back, and she squeed Orion's hand back as a happy grin once again stole over her blazing cheeks. She sent feelings of love over their link after sensing Orion's falter in mood. She thought in her mind. "I love you" although, it probably only came across as a whipser at best. She felt the room shrink in that moment; they were a couple, and they had told their frist person the news. She felt her soul leap like a ballerina in performance.
When the man suggested that she was a good influence on him, she grinned sweetly at Orion, her eyes glinting. "Of course! Everyday." She teased him with nothing but love and adoration for her partner in her odd, yellow eyes. The sun was rising in them now- a new day in Michiko's life time. She pulled Orion into a half hug that basically made her seem like a midget next to him as she said. "He treats me like a princess each and everyday, and if he stops, I know who to call. "She winked at Orion, giggling at the hidden meaning behind the words.
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Post by Myst on Jan 23, 2017 0:00:18 GMT -5
I'm lowkey crashing So I'm gunna answer in class tomorrow probably Lolz Gnight!!!
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Post by Stormsong~ on Jan 23, 2017 0:02:09 GMT -5
Goodnight
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Post by Myst on Jan 23, 2017 10:52:20 GMT -5
Orion relaxed a bit when she stopped trying to get her hand back, easily catching her feelings of affection, however, the thought she tried to send was a hardly audible whisper. With time, and tons of effort, their link would become stronger and thoughts would come across just like they were talking out loud. Which, in all reality, could be good or bad. With the other fae's words, he couldn't help but laugh a bit.
The choreographer nodded, laughing himself. He had never heard the dancer laugh, and he was truly elated to hear it today. He'd truly grown from his eternal silence, and especially from his previous explosively violent tendencies. Light grey eyes watched as the shorter of the pair before him pulled the other into a half hug, which was easily accepted as well as reciprocated. "Good. The boy's been in enough fights to fill a couple novels."
"I didn't start all of them," The fae protested immediately.
Maxon smirked at him then, nodding slightly. "You're right. You didn't start all of them, just most of them." To this, Orion didn't even try to protest, rather he looked away like he wasn't even part of the conversation. It drew another good-natured laugh from the elder of the trio. "Alright, well, I don't want to keep you two here all day, so I'll let you go." Turning his gaze to Michiko, he gave her a soft smile. "Keep him in line - he can be a little much at times. And as for you." Now his eyes turning to look at Orion, who met his eyes. "Be mindful of how you manage your stress and don't shut her out." There was a murmured 'yes, sir' in response and he elder rolled his eyes. "And break that damn habit, would ya? We talked about this."
Orion grinned slightly and nodded. "Sorry, can't help it." He didn't know when he had picked up on calling the dance instructor sir, but he remembered the first time it had happened. Maxon had accepted it because it had been the first time he'd talked. However, as it happened more often, it finally came out that he hated being referred to as such. By that time, it was already ingrained in the fae's mind. The roll of his former instructors eyes was teasing, and he knew that. Everything was always in good humor with him.
"Yeah, yeah. I'll be back to teach choreographies for the show - I expect to see both of you there. And with that, I'll take my leave. Take care of each other," Maxon said, waving at them as he turned to leave the theater.
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Post by Stormsong~ on Jan 23, 2017 15:04:48 GMT -5
Michio felt herself start a bit at the new revelation in the enigmatic man standing next to her 's past. He's been in enough fights to fill a few novels, huh? She pondered, mulling the information over a bit in her brain subconsciouly as she focused her attention on the retort of said mystery fae. It made sense considering that A. Orion was an amazing fighter and B. He had been responsible for the genocide of countless fae- royal and normal alike. Michiko felt a small giggle rise in her chest as she imagined Deliquent Orion prowling through the shadowy halls with a head up and a 'fight me' expression on his face. Although he was much less violent now, he still had a hardened expression on his face, and Michiko felt rather lucky that she had been the one to tame him. Her heart flooded with a warm feeling- gratitude towards Orion for letting her in.
And then the choreographer was teasing while Orion adopted the look of a little kid scorned as he looked off; it was a look she knew well as he had worn it almost constatnly during his singing lessons, and the childish expression caught Michi off guard when she realized just how cute he was. He was still very young inside, and she had a feeling that there were parts of him that never got a chance to grow up, repressed by the reality of what he had had to go through. In that moment, the gratitude shifted towards the grey eyed man for bringing out the inner child that had never gotten to truly expereince sheer childhood happiness.
Caught up in the moment, she almost didn't catch the man's request. Almost. Instead, she blinked and looked the man dead in the eyes. "I'll keep him 180 degrees, Mr. Maxon." She promised with a solomn tone as her eyes glinted with a serious vow in them. She would protect Orion for everyone- even himself she had to. He needed someone to be there for him, and she didn't plan on vacating the position anytime soon. And from the muttered response to the chorephrapher's command, she doubted that he had any intentions of leaving her alone either, the reasurance of which brought a soft smile to her face.
Michiko turned to Orion after the man finished his conversaton as she thought about his directons. Take care of care of eachother. If only he had any clue just how much of an anchor they were to eachother. They weren't just taking care of each other; they were fiighting for the happiness of the other on a daily basis, and she wouldn't have it any other way.
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Post by Myst on Jan 23, 2017 15:14:32 GMT -5
The choreographer left the two with a warm grin on his face. In all honesty, he was surprised that somebody had managed to get through to the fae, but at the same time he was happy that it had happened. He needed somebody, no matter how much he'd thought he didn't. With the show going on, he'd be able to keep an eye on the two even if it was just for a while. Their dynamic seemed interesting to say the least. Besides, he had to be sure they made good on their word.
Orion watched his former instructor leave the theater, he turned to look at Michiko, wondering what she thought. The most he knew was that at this point she would have questions about his past. After all, he really hadn't told her anything about it. She hadn't asked, so he hadn't told. That's just how it was with him. But he quickly put such thoughts to rest. "Thanks for coming to talk to him with me," he murmured, giving her hand a light squeeze.
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Post by Stormsong~ on Jan 23, 2017 15:46:00 GMT -5
Michiko smiled as she watched the receeding form of the man; she was rather excited to be working with somone so wonderful and talented- if the audition choreography was any indicator of the man's talent. She felt a squeeze on her hand, and it sent a shiver through her body as she looked at Orion, blinking up at him innocently with a smile on her face as she showed her pearly white teeth that had come from years of braces and taking care of her teeth. Even today, she still wore her retainer and hardly ever missed a night. When Orion spoke, Michi couldn't help the but nod as she wrapped herself into his arms; the auditorium was empty by then, and so she didn't mind the PDA too much in the moment. From her claimed spot in his chest, she mumbled. "Sure. He's really nice, and I hope we get to keep working with him." She kissed his jaw quickly before nestling back into the warm nest that was her boyfriend's chest.
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Post by Stormsong~ on Jan 23, 2017 16:07:00 GMT -5
Btw, sorry for the forever poof today. I wanted to give good reply, so I waited till I was home.
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Post by Myst on Jan 23, 2017 17:38:44 GMT -5
It's totally fine!
I had oddly spaced classes today so it's fine Lolz
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Post by Stormsong~ on Jan 23, 2017 17:44:22 GMT -5
You're fine
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Post by Stormsong~ on Jan 23, 2017 17:56:13 GMT -5
How was class?
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Post by Myst on Jan 23, 2017 17:59:12 GMT -5
Orion couldn't help but grin slightly when she smiled. Soon enough she was in his arms and he was kissing her head. He took in her words happily, taking joy from the fact that she liked somebody who had been part of his life. One of the only people who had been part of his life, really. A kiss to his jaw drew him from his thoughts and he looked at her as she nestled into him. "So... I'm assuming you have questions?" He murmured.
At this point, he was sure that he'd be comfortable sharing with her. She hadn't left him yet, and based on what she knew about, he was a bit surprised. By now, he was definitely sure that he'd be open to tell her anything no matter what memories it could possibly bring up. In all reality, she deserved to know more about him - after all, he knew a decent amount about him.
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Post by Myst on Jan 23, 2017 17:59:41 GMT -5
It was alright - I registered late but apparently didn't miss anything Lolz
How was yours day??
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Post by Stormsong~ on Jan 23, 2017 18:01:43 GMT -5
Nice And pretty good. I'm super tired
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Post by Myst on Jan 23, 2017 18:04:32 GMT -5
Aweeeee take a nap!
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Post by Stormsong~ on Jan 23, 2017 18:06:48 GMT -5
Michiko smiled as she looked up at Orion lovingly. She was a bit suprised that he had offered to tell her infromation, but it made the flowers in her pupils bloom brightly as her Orion's belt twinkled bright in the sky of her eyes. She nodded, grinning as she unfolded herself from his arms in a spin and caught his hand in hers at the last possible second. She winked at him and asked with tender eyes. "Practice room or another cookie picnic in our secret garden?" She wanted him to be comfertable when he told her as she knew that the mental drain was going to be a lot on the normally stoic fae. She tugged his hand gently.
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Post by Stormsong~ on Jan 23, 2017 18:07:06 GMT -5
Can't way too much homework
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Post by Myst on Jan 23, 2017 18:09:47 GMT -5
Awe noooo
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Post by Stormsong~ on Jan 23, 2017 18:21:57 GMT -5
It's ok. It's not hard, just a lot. I can still chat and rp though
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Post by Myst on Jan 23, 2017 18:24:38 GMT -5
He held her hand tightly when she grabbed it after her spin, smiling slightly now. Hell, she was so adorable, she was doing this on purpose right? She was being adorable on purpose? She had to be. At her question, he didn't even hesitate when he answered. "Secret garden." He wanted to go there again. It was so pretty and easy to be comfortable in. Besides that, he wanted to be able to see it again during a time when they were training or fighting. He took the tug on his hand as a signal to follow her, so when she finally started off he did.
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Post by Myst on Jan 23, 2017 18:25:15 GMT -5
Alright~ If you need to go at any time to focus better your homework it's totally fine
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Post by Stormsong~ on Jan 23, 2017 18:32:25 GMT -5
Thanks Michiko squeezed Orion's hand as they walked, enjoying the fall sunshine on her face she led them back to her dorm. She wasn't in any rush, and she wanted to make sure that he was comfertable, so if that meant taking a while to get there then that was find. When they arrived at her dorm, she unlocked the door, not like he couldn't, and ushered him inside. This was such a normal feeling- them being together, and yet everytime it made her heart beat with wonder and love. But, she pushed the thoughts aside for a moment as she made them hot chocolate. This time, it was dark chocolate with extra whip cream- her personal favorite. After she finished making the most delicious beverage, she tugged out her secret stash of cookies from under her bed before handing Orion his cup and leading them to the garden. With Michi, it wasn't a questin of "Do you want hotchocolate", but rather, "How doyou want it?". The garden was warm and breezy in the lazy five oclock sun, and the leafs splattered the patterns on the ground like a mysterious design. Michi reached into her pack and brought out a few fluffy blankets, and she laid one carefully on the ground before tossing a blue one to Orion and snuggling into a lavender one herself. Setting down her cocoa frist, she flopped onto the ground- now a Michi bun. "Story time!" She cheered, waiting impatiently for him to sit down so she could snuggle him.
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