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| prismcircuits | Feb 6 2010, 12:39 AM Post #151 |
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He shook his head when he asked about questioning Gami about it. "Do you think it's possible he'd know? It's just such an unreliable story. And it's not even certain that the man is my father or, like the girl said, if he even had anything more to do with my mother than someone she brought in for an evening before he left." He was silent in the elevator when Mizu was checking his outline again. The magic he'd seen seemed to be elemental so it had to be something to do with that. But the question was what sort of power was it, and how much was it going to start to show itself now that he was at least thirteen. That was the age he'd said that powers really started to show, after all so if Simon had any this was the time they'd surface. "What can't be? Can you tell what sort of power I might have by looking at me?" he asked. |
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| kusai_mikoto | Feb 6 2010, 12:49 AM Post #152 |
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" He might if the files are open for him," murmurs Mizu, eyes half lidded as he sighs softly, tilting his head as he thinks to himself. " But given if what I think is actually true I doubt he has access at such a young age..." Mizu tilts his head, eyes half lidded as he smiles slightly. " Do you think Charles would let me look over all the info he's gathered at some point..." Mizu tilts his head as the elevator moves up toward the floor his room is on, thinking to himself as he hums softly, blinking at Simon's words as a slight smile pulls at his lips. He stays silent for about a minute as he looks at Simon for another silent moment. His red-purple eyes seemed to almost glow a bit as the elevator dinged, announcing they were on their floor. " Well the thing is, it's not that it can't be...it's just they've been becoming rarer and rarer from what I've heard," murmurs Mizu, walking toward his room as he sighs softly. " Your energy...if it's not fire or lightening...the only thing I can think of is light...but I've never seen anyone with a light aura before...mostly dark aura's or unique aura's...like Gami's...his was this glowing purple with lavendar colors toward the outer edge...mines this deep, deep purple-red though sometimes it turns a very strange white-silver according to someone at met once..." |
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| prismcircuits | Feb 6 2010, 01:03 AM Post #153 |
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Simon had had the misfortune of never being though of as special at all. It wasn't that he should have a great deal of overconfidence about his place in the world or spoiled to the point of being self-centered like many children his age. His problem was more that he thought he was so insignificant due to serving people all his life that he never imagined, in his wildest dreams that there would be anything notable about him. "I'm sure Charlie would allow you to look at what he has. He keeps it under lock and key in his office but that's to prevent Mr. Caldwell from possibly finding out that I'm a boy. He never exactly states it in the reports but the opposite isn't there either." They arrived at Mizu's floor soon after that. Simon had fallen silent when Mizu said he thought he could be a light spirit. He was trying to figure out what exactly that meant. Light as in relating to some sort of purifying power? Not like fire that had an obvious use or lightning which was uncontrolled and sudden energy, but something a little different. Light itself was a driving force but he pondered how it would affect him. He finally decided to stop thinking about it too much since what would happen would happen. He opened the lock to Mizu's room and moved inside. "I hope you enjoyed it, though we weren't out for all that long." |
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<center><img src="http://i1331.photobucket.com/albums/w586/satelliteolove/kosignew_zps709e1219.png"/> <size=2> And I'm damned if I do and I'm damned if I don't; So here's to drinks in the dark at the end of my road. And I'm ready to suffer and I'm ready to hope; It's a shot in the dark aimed right at my throat. </size></center> | |
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| kusai_mikoto | Feb 6 2010, 09:16 PM Post #154 |
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" I guess I will ask Charles sometime then," murmurs Mizu, moving toward his room door as he hums softly, eyes half lidded as he looks toward Simon, smiling happily. " Now to get changed into something a bit more comfy...kimono's are really nice, but I often get too warm wearing them..." " Oh, I really enjoyed going out in the garden," murmurs Mizu as he smiles to himself, standing in front of his door as he sighs softly. " I think I lost the paper..." Mizu sighs, shaking his head as he stares at the door, seemingly trying to will it too open. " I wonder if I could request a change of bedding colors...I want something darker..." Mizu smiles, stretching as he smiles toward Simon once more. " So then we'll see if I can have a party asap," murmurs Mizu as he giggles softly. " But for now lets get into some comfier clothes." Mizu shifts, eyes half lidded as he hums softly, waiting for Simon to put in the code too get into the room. |
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| prismcircuits | Feb 6 2010, 10:19 PM Post #155 |
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Songbird~
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Simon moved into Mizu's room, leaving the door open for the other boy and he ditched the shoes immediately upon arrival. It was one thing to wear them for a little bit, but he was quite glad to be on level ground again. He brushed his hair back with his hands and moved to sit on the small sofa-like item at the end of Mizu's bed so as not to mess his linens up. "You can request whatever sort of linens you'd like. It's meant to be sort of generic looking here at first in case whoever's here wants to change it up. A lot of the boys don't seem to care at all but a few have..." He'd heard the shouts and cries of protest when men and women had been changing up the rooms before when he was younger. A few of the boys took their position in life to mean that they had a free pass to do whatever the hell they wanted and consequently acted like utter brats. |
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| kusai_mikoto | Feb 7 2010, 08:13 PM Post #156 |
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" Hmm, well I'll be requesting black, purple and red linens then," murmurs Mizu as he removes his own geta sandles, setting them down as he removes his tabi socks as he hums softly as he tilts his head in thought. " Some darker curtains would be nice as well...and of course some paint to paint up this room so it's more likable to me..." Mizu sighs, stretching as he tilts his head in thought, wandering toward the balcony as he looks at the Moonflower, smiling as he notices one flower on the ground as he picks it up gently. " Ah, here's what I need," murmurs Mizu, holding the flower as he wanders into the bathroom as he sets the flower on the counter. " Now I can make the potion for you Simon." MIzu giggles, wandering toward the closet, intent to get out of his kimono before making up any potions. " Come on, lets find some comfier clothes for now," murmurs Mizu as he smiles. " I saw some sundresses in the closet...looked pretty comfy." ( Sorry I haven't been on much this weekend...I got koed by some ice and sprained my ankle... <_< ) |
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| prismcircuits | Feb 7 2010, 08:19 PM Post #157 |
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((Oh no. D: I hope you're alright)) Simon stayed on the bed and he flushed when he saw that Mizu was still intent on making him a potion to try and heal his injury. He wanted to insist that it wasn't worth the effort, but the young man had a feeling that Mizu would do it all the same. He just wasn't used to someone going so far out of his way in order to help him. What he did do, however, was go to the small table in the corner and fish out the papers that had been left there earlier with lists of food to inhabit his room so he wouldn't have to ring down for every little thing. Simon had a great memory for other people's requests and he wrote down the linen order, paint, as well as what Mizu wanted on separate sheets of paper for him to take down later. He followed Mizu into the dressing room a moment later. "So many clothes... I don't know how they manage to keep them all in such good condition," he said, adjusting the kimono with his hands to try and straighten it out. it was getting a bit cumbersome and Simon realized he didn't quite know how to get out of it other than the obvious shimmying method. |
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| kusai_mikoto | Feb 7 2010, 10:06 PM Post #158 |
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( I'm ok, just sore and not looking forward to class this week... <_< ) " I doubt most of these clothes have been worn," murmurs Mizu, picking out two sundresses. One was longer, about ankle length with sunflower designs on it with a soft golden background. The other was about knee length a deep purple with swirling silver designs and red kanji on it. " Hmm, these look like they'll work for now..." Mizu sighs, reaching back to find the ties on his obi as he tilts his head in thought as he stops. " Here, I'll give you a hand Simon," murmurs Mizu, motioning for the other to turn around so he can untie the obi. " Then you can untie me and we can get into comfier clothes..." Mizu smiles, hair falling into his face as he smiles, blinking as he hears a soft jingling as he giggles. " I guess Gami put up some wind chimes or something," murmurs Mizu softly. " He knows how I like how they sound..." |
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| prismcircuits | Feb 7 2010, 10:11 PM Post #159 |
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Simon turned when Mizu offered to undo his obi. He was still anxiuous a bit about showing his skinny self in front of the other boy since modesty was a habit that he was finding quite hard to break. He turned and did the same for Mizu once he was done and then turned his back so he was facing the closet wall. He quickly slipped out of the kimono and pulled on the dress that Mizu had indicated. His hair was well and truly all over the place now that he had been out in the wind and then through the act of changing clothes. The curly ends were sticking up all around his face, and part of the back of his hair had fallen till it covered one of his violet eyes. He paid no attention though as he reached down and carefully folded the kimono that he had worn. Simon collected Mizu's when he was done and put them aside, not wanting to send them down the chute since they were made of such fine material. "How does the dress look?" he asked, brushing the cotton down with his fingers and trying to see himself, which was rather difficult considering his position. |
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| kusai_mikoto | Feb 7 2010, 10:26 PM Post #160 |
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Mizu smiles as Simon unties his obi tie, carefully allowing the kimono to slide off his shoulders and too the floor as he carefully puts on the sundress, smiling to himself. " It looks really nice," murmurs Mizu, wandering out toward his bedroom as he notices the windchime hanging from the handle of the door too the balcony as he smiles. " Well then, time to make you up that potion," murmurs Mizu, eyes half lidded as he wanders into the bathroom as he tilts his head, breathing out slowly for a moment as he moves to fill the sink with water as he slowly gathers water into the palms of his hand, slowly turning it into crystal as he smiles. " Okay then..." Mizu moves to sit down on the bathtub edge, holding those crystals as he smiles slightly, eyes opening slowly. " Can you bring that moonflower over here?" murmurs Mizu softly, those crystals seeming to glow as Mizu raises a hand to knick his fingertip on one of his sharp canine teeth, blood slowly falling onto those crystals as they glow a bright red as Mizu's finger slowly heals up. " It'll take a bit for the potion to finish...could you find me something to make it in...a vase or jar of some sort would be prefered..." |
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| prismcircuits | Feb 7 2010, 10:31 PM Post #161 |
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Simon smiled in response to Mizu's approval of the dress. He was glad that it wasn't nearly as form fitting as the kimono, the cotton was quite movable so he felt, in a way, like he could breathe again. He followed Mizu out to where the other boy seemed prepared to make whatever concoction he felt would help Simon. He held his right hand in his left and gave the other boy an uncertain frown. "I appreciate it...but I sort of get a bad feeling...about doing it." Simon leaned against the wall of the bathroom, watching Mizu anxiously. He'd gotten the flower as requested but he was a bit loathe to move since he was attempting to figure out the source of his discontent. It thrummed in his chest like someone incessantly pulling on a string to tune it. He placed his fingers over his heart, but the uneasiness seemed to only spread as he touched. It wasn't coming from Mizu, but Simon couldn't pinpoint the location. He was too unaccustomed to trying to figure out why he felt bad about certain things and people. |
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| kusai_mikoto | Feb 7 2010, 10:45 PM Post #162 |
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" It's all natural..." murmurs Mizu, taking that flower gently as he sighs softly, eyes half lidded as the moonflower glows, slowly seeming to meld with the crystal that Mizu held as slowly a crystal in the shape of the moonflower formed in his hands as Mizu breathes out slowly. " There...now we just have to wait for it too dissolve...which will take a few hours..." Mizu sighs, forming a cyrstal bowl as he sets the crystal flower in it as he looks toward Simon, eyes half lidded as he tilts his head in thought for a moment as he moves forward, eyes half lidded as he reaches out, taking Simon's hand in his own. " When one's powers first start to truly show themselves...it's much like growing pains," murmurs Mizu softly. " You start to randomly sense things...and if you sense bad aura's it'll hurt..." Mizu sighs, raising Simon's hand to his lips as he kisses it gently. " And being one with an aura that appears to be light...being around me might be making those powers grow quicker..." Mizu wanders into his bedroom, eyes half lidded as he sets the bowl on his dresser as he moves to sit down on his bed, eyes falling shut as a gentle smile plays at his lips. " Come sit with me if you want too," murmurs Mizu softly. |
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| prismcircuits | Feb 7 2010, 10:54 PM Post #163 |
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Simon's gaze fell to the floor as he tried to consider the source. Before, when he'd feel bad it would usually be around a particular person, or every now and then if something bad was going to happen to someone he'd feel weird beforehand when he was near them, even if they weren't people that already gave him a terrible feeling. He blinked in surprise when Mizu took his hand and tried to reassure him that it was likely due to his own powers growing and if the element was in opposition to his own then it might make things a little different. He shook his head. "I doubt it's that. I've only felt good from you, and that hasn't changed. It's just I'm feeling something a lot stronger, newer than what I've grown used to feeling." He moved into Mizu's room and sat down on the bed only to find that while the feeling had lessened since leaving the bathroom, he could still feel it. Simon shook his head and closed his eyes in concentration. Suddenly, it seemed to make a lot more sense after he sat beside Mizu, concentrating solely on his discomfort just like someone would start to turn off all the external, known noises around them to find a single audible source. Despite the fact that his eyes were closed, when he opened them again he could see a strange sort of haze over his vision. Everything glowed. Everything with power anyway. He looked to Mizu and wasn't surprised to see the colors he thought he'd felt all moving harmoniously throughout his small body. The sunflower on the deck was a pinprick of light and, just beyond the wall, he could sense there was a cool light emitting from the potion. He glanced down at himself to find his skin seemed to be emitting a golden-white light but as his eyes caught a disturbance in that he was shocked to find that his right hand had an inconsistency. The palm all the way to his wrist had an angry red mark, almost like a glowing tattoo that wasn't visible to the naked eye, or at all to his before. He raised it and walked toward the bathroom only to find that his chest constricted and the mark glowed more fiercely. "It's my hand," he said, Simon wavered a bit as he snapped out of his semi-trance and the world went back to normal. He looked to his hand to find that it looked like it always did. |
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| kusai_mikoto | Feb 7 2010, 11:02 PM Post #164 |
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Mizu tilts his head, watching Simon, eyes half lidded as he sighs softly, waving his hand through the air as water gathers in his hand. " So it's reacting to the potion?" murmurs Mizu softly, a strange expression on his face, breathing out slowly as he sighs. " It disrupts the flower of your aura...because your aura doesn't recognize that injured area as a true part of it...so it's understandable that it would be reacting strangely to the potion..." Mizu sighs, watching Simon, a soft light on his pale face as he smiles slightly. " And until that potion finishes maturing your hand will probably react to the instability of that potion," murmurs Mizu softly as he sighs. " Do you want to go somewhere else until the potion finishes breaking down to it's true form? I don't want it too cause you pain..." Mizu smiles, wandering toward the door to his room as he tilts his head in thought. " Perhaps we can get a small snack of some sort," murmurs Mizu, tilting his head to the other side. " Or if there's a piano I could play something for you..." |
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| prismcircuits | Feb 7 2010, 11:15 PM Post #165 |
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Simon got a strange feeling again when he heard Mizu's explanation. He closed his eyes again and ran his fingers over his right hand to receive yet another acute sensation of pain. It was hurting more now than it did before, which was odd since he'd lost so much sensation in his hand over the years. He could still basically move his fingers and use it, but it was a weak limb, and there had always been something sort of unnatural about it. "I think I understand what you're saying and that's part of it...but I think it's something else too. I just feel like something bad will happen once that potion and my hand are in contact..." He shook his head to try and stave off the bad feeling and he moved to sit by Mizu on the bed again. "It's alright. There's a piano, but the closest one is quite a walk away...since Mr. Caldwell doesn't really like music, he keeps things like that in the house where he doesn't pass for decoration." |
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