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Post by CrackedSkel on Jun 28, 2017 7:47:34 GMT -5
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ROLEPLAY- Chloe gave him a smile, waved and then signed 'Good Morning. Nice to meet you.' Before disappearing into the kitchen for a short time. She returned with a bowl of cereal and perched on the arm of the loveseat, crossing her legs and resting her bowl in her lap. 'I'm Chloe.' She sighed, 'I can hear you fine, I just can't speak.' She was hoping that Dev understood. She was used to people around her being fluent. She flushed, before lifing her hands, 'Can you understand?' -
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 28, 2017 7:50:21 GMT -5
Devon blinked as he watched her signing, eyes narrowing slightly. 'I'm... a little rusty.' He supplied. 'I'm Devon. I'll catch on in a bit, don't worry.' He said, smiling at her. 'It's nice to meet you, Chloe.'
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jun 28, 2017 7:55:48 GMT -5
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ROLEPLAY- Chloe grinned, and with the spoon in her mouth. 'Riley brought you in last night, didn't he?' She asked. 'He's my older brother. He doesn't mean any harm.' -
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 28, 2017 8:15:06 GMT -5
'Brother?' Devon asked, surprised. Now that was a massive age difference. He'd though Chloe might be his daughter. He hesitated at her comfort, glancing away. 'I don't really like strangers.' He sighed. '...humans especially. ...no offence. I've had... bad experiences with human men.'
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jun 28, 2017 8:20:04 GMT -5
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ROLEPLAY- 'Yeah...' She paused to finish off her ceral and slid back onto the loveseat. 'A lot of people think I'm his daughter but mum and dad were really young when they had him...' She thought for a moment and then shrugged. She looked up at him and grimaced slightly, rubbing at her neck. 'I understand. I'm the same.' -
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 28, 2017 8:31:27 GMT -5
He examined her curiously at her response, wondering what had happened. Too polite to ask, he instead set aside the book he'd finished reading, and looked back at her. 'How old are you?'
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jun 28, 2017 8:51:08 GMT -5
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ROLEPLAY- Chloe smiled in response. 'I'm 17.' She responded, tilted her head but didn't respond to his question in Ruth. 'Can I ask...' her hands stilled a moment as Riley came down the stairs and shuffled into the kitchen. 'What you are?' -
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 28, 2017 9:09:58 GMT -5
Devon lifted his own hands to reply. 'I'm a fallen angel.' He said, smiling slightly as he began to use sign language as well. 'I got kicked out because I lost faith in the big G. Nothing big- I wasn't all that strong anyways.' He looked away.
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 28, 2017 9:17:56 GMT -5
"Oh? Alright then. I'll be there soon." He said, before putting the phone down.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jun 28, 2017 9:20:21 GMT -5
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ROLEPLAY- Riley passed by them both with two cups of coffee, said good morning to them both, and went upstairs again. Chloe's eyes followed him and she turned her attention back to Devon. 'Neat.' She sighed, then tilted her head. 'What landed you in here then?'-
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 28, 2017 9:22:40 GMT -5
Cain put down the phone and began to nervously wait, checking the time every few minutes. When he heard the car pull up- and somehow felt that Jason was near- he got to his feet and headed to the door. '...thanks, dad.' He said, before hurriedly going to Jason, each step making him feel more at ease. When he reached the car, he climbed in, sighing quietly at the immediate comfort that hit him at Jason's close proximity. 'Okay... I need to talk to you.' He said, looking up at him. 'I- need to ask you something, actually.'
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 28, 2017 10:20:59 GMT -5
Jason blinked, starting to look a little worried. "What is it?" He asked, frowning.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 28, 2017 10:23:28 GMT -5
He sucked in a few breaths, then looked into his lap, running his hands over each other. 'I... I want to know... if you would be my Parabatai.' He said, glancing at him, then away again. 'I know we don't know each other very well yet, but...'
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 28, 2017 10:38:30 GMT -5
"Your...parabatai..." He said, blinking slowly. "You want me...to be your parabatai...?"
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 28, 2017 11:20:06 GMT -5
Cain nodded, averting his gaze, placing a hand on his stomach. 'I already feel close to you- it's not... normal.' He mumbled. 'I feel it here. My dad has a parabatai- he explained that's probably what's going on with me.'
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 28, 2017 12:42:52 GMT -5
He sat and goldfished for a few minutes, trying to think of something to say. "Well...I... Yes.."
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 28, 2017 13:12:11 GMT -5
Cain tensed, then blinked and looked up at him, his cheeks tinged slightly pink. 'You're... sure?' He asked, heart thudding in his chest; he didn't really understand the implications of it, but... it felt right. 'We should probably tell my dad.' He awkwardly said. 'I don't know what I'm doing.' He grinned widely at Jason, then climbed out of the car. 'Jason may enter.' He said, walking over the threshold of his garden and opening his door, gesturing for Jason to follow.
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 28, 2017 13:26:50 GMT -5
Jason followed, passing through the wards now that Cain had allowed him in. He paused, then looked at him. "You have wards..." He said, frowning.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 28, 2017 13:39:15 GMT -5
Cain looked at him. 'We set them up like how vampires can't walk into homes without being invited first. They're the safest kind and they don't have loopholes.' He laughed softly. 'And I am very intrigued to know what you are.' He said, eyes sparkling. He headed upstairs to his dad's office, knocking and walking in. 'He said yes. Now what?' He asked, holding the door open for Jason.
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 28, 2017 14:13:28 GMT -5
Jason grinned. "That is a story for another time." He said, before looking at Merc. Merc looked at them, then explained about the physical part of the ritual. "You'll take each others blood, recite the oath, and then draw the symbols on each other." He said, before going through the lines of the oath with them.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 28, 2017 14:41:04 GMT -5
Cain listened intently, tilting his head warily at the mention of blood, before folding his arms. 'And... can we schedule a date for it?' He asked, glancing at Jason. 'Have some time to plan?' 'Well, it's a ceremony.' Said Akemi, leaning in the doorway. Cain jumped slightly and glanced at his mother, smiling slightly. 'So I'll help plan it. You can bring people if you'd like, but we'll be present to help it along.' Akemi said. Cain nodded, rubbing his arm.
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 28, 2017 15:24:13 GMT -5
"Uh...how long will preparations take?" He asked, tilting his head and smiling at Akemi. "And its nice to meet you Mrs Morte."
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 28, 2017 15:33:30 GMT -5
'About a week.' Akemi replied, nodding at Jason. She had a look in her eyes, however, that implied she was not pleased to meet him. 'It'll give you both time to get to know each other.' Cain warily examined his mother, wondering why she looked so hostile, and watched as she glanced at Merc, before leaving the room. He swallowed awkwardly and looked back at Merc.
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 28, 2017 16:03:53 GMT -5
Jason sniffed the air, frowning, before turning and smiling at Cain. "A week it is." He said, smiling widely.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 28, 2017 16:06:02 GMT -5
Cain returned the smile shyly, running a hand through his hair. 'Sounds good.'
The next morning, Cain felt a little bit giddy. He got himself ready for school; made waffles; then headed out. He arrived in class and sat down, hesitantly pulling down his hood and tucking his hair behind his ears. His cheeks tinged slightly red as he immediately began to catch people's attention, and he dropped his gaze to his notebook as he began to write.
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 28, 2017 16:15:33 GMT -5
Vancha sat down beside him, wearing a low cut tank top, his golden tattoos on show. The shapes they made trailed down his arms, over his chest and down over his stomach, probably going lower as well, but that could be left to the imagination.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 28, 2017 16:21:15 GMT -5
Cain glanced sideways and tensed up a little, cheeks tinging a darker pink at the sight of the other. He put down his pen and glanced up at Vancha, his blue eyes filling with a beautiful rose-gold colour. 'Morning.' He softly said, offering a tiny smile. It was a start.
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 28, 2017 16:23:01 GMT -5
"Mornin-...dude, what's up with your eyes?" He asked, his head tilted slightly. "That's some funky colours."
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Post by Bloodrose on Jun 28, 2017 16:29:15 GMT -5
Cain blinked, then tensed, realising his emotions must have triggered his stupid mood-ring eyes. He turned his head away and swiftly pulled his hood back up. 'must be the light.' He mumbled, hunching over to get back to his writing.
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Post by Nighteyes on Jun 28, 2017 17:03:01 GMT -5
"Ahaha, you're a bad liar." He said, leaning down to get a better look. "That's some cool a** sh*t." He said, curiously examining them.
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