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| +Puppet Strings+ | Mar 21 2009, 04:44 AM Post #1 |
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Mobilize And Move Out!
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The moon was fully, the clouds framed it like an artful portrait, a few stars twinkling behind it. The lake, at night, as usual, was as peaceful as dream and as quite as a grave. Save for the choir of crickets, and the occasional buzzing of fireflies. It was quite the sight to behold. Even the mist that hovered over and around it was like a lure. If you listened closely, the bugs seemed to work together, a secret tune being exchanged. Izabella was out on such a night. Her curled locks cascaded loss past her shoulders, framing the wings that protruded. They were of the purest white, until they reached the tips, where it bled to a deep crimson. As if it had been dipped in blood. Her pale skinned glowed beneath the moonlight, an obvious sign that she hadn't fed yet. The white night dress only enhanced the white of her wings. With no socks or shoes, she walked barefoot. She passed beneath the branches with ease, a few feathers dropping in her wake. And around her, the sound of her humming filled the air. It was a catchy tune, the kind you would sway or snap your fingers to. After awhile, that humming gave way to singing. And when she reached the lake, a bright smile curved her lips. Spreading her wings to their full length, Iza splashed her way forward. Summer came to her in the night. "Well, it's a big, big city and its always the same. Can never be too pretty, tell me your name. Is it out of line if I was to be bold, And say "Would you be mine"?" She sang happily, twirling in a circle, enjoying the dizzying sensation that fell over her when she stopped. As she swayed, a school of fire flies swarmed past and around her. "Because I may be a beggar and you may be the queen. I know I may be a downer, I'm still ready to dream...Though it's 3 o'clock, the time, is just the time it takes for you to talk." As she sang, she was oblivious to the world outside her own blissful one. |
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| Masafumi Raiga | Mar 21 2009, 08:39 PM Post #2 |
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(ooc: I shall crash the party! Though..There is only one person..XD;) With the tune already made by the crickets, and all the other little insects, it had seemed that another 'instrument' wanted to join in. The strumming of a guitar was starting to come into the fray, being held by an ordinary fellow. His hair resembled the flock of dandelions that were swaying in the gentle breeze. The one and only, Masafumi Raiga was out, with his 'Guitar' in hand, strumming gently and singing his own tune*. Though he never did like to sing, being ashamed of his own voice, softly, and sheepishly did he sings the following lyrics. "I can't believe what people saying, You're gonna let your hair hang down, I'm satisfied to sit here working all day long, You're in the darker side of town." Though the words were nearly smothered by the sound from the guitar, as Raiga advanced towards the area that Izabella was at, it became more and more apparent to the human ear that he was singing. Strapped onto his back was also a fishing pole; it was obvious that he wanted to fish. When finally arriving, his eyes scanned the area, and then stopped at the young woman who was twirling around. He was just a tad irritated, with her flamboyant and boisterous dancing about, he knew that fishing was going to a be a little bit difficult; but he wasn't going to be rude or anything, she had a right to be here. He was stuck with the next ultimatum, greeting himself and letting his appearance to be known, or just stay quiet and go along with his business. He really didn't want, or care to get into a debacle like conversation, especially late at night. He wasn't even good at talking to people in general, and especially because he couldn't judge what type of person she was. So he stood quiet, if he were to get into a conversation, he wouldn't really mind. (OOC: * Of course the tune isn't mind. It is Led Zeppelin's! ) |
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| +Puppet Strings+ | Mar 22 2009, 02:26 AM Post #3 |
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Mobilize And Move Out!
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"So if you're lonely, why'd you say you're not lonely? Oh, you're a silly girl, I know I hurt you so. It's just like you to come and go." She sang, her movements coming to a stand still, a tune coming into range of hearing. Seconds later, a new scent joined in, filling her senses. It shouldn't surprise her that people at AHS wandered the night, but to come to the lake? Her wings retracted, folding against her back, a few feathers floating in the water. Her eyes, despite being being bathed in the moonlight, adjusted to sweep through the dark area around her. She listened, the soft pad of footsteps against the ground, the barest of whispers of parted grass. He watched her as surely as she watched him. Perking an elegant brow, she allowed her eyes to zoom in on the protruding fishing pole. Fishing? Didn't people do that at the crack of dawn? Looking down at the water, which reached her knees, a few measly fish swam around her. As if she were just another road block, or water block. Sighing heavily, she knew it would be rude if she ignored him, catching fish was something to be enjoy in peace. Pouting, she sloshed out of the water and onto the bank, a few feet away from him. Not saying a thing, she hunkered down, but kept her feet in the water. She had little concern for her dress getting dirty as she sat there, wiggling her toes a bit. Casting him a sideways glance, she pondered the possibility of having a midnight snack. |
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| Masafumi Raiga | Mar 23 2009, 09:42 PM Post #4 |
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Reaching the edge of the lake, he placed his guitar, fishing pole and tackle box to his side, and sat down. He continued a cautious look at her, but soon lowered it, hoping to get some fishing done. He peered into his tackle box and pulled out a bait and a couple of weights, he was almost obsessed with the amount of weights he had, usually having around 50 in the box, and 25 in his pockets. Casting out his rod, he waited for a bite silently. Between intervals would he look at the Vampire, wondering what to do with her standing there. The rhythm that the insects held seemed to continue, but he felt it a bit awkward. The minutes passed at a fast paced, without him budging an inch, it was a bit queer to see him so calm, especially with how impatient of a guy he was. Fishing had always been a part of his tradition, and his uncle loved to take the boy fishing when he was still alive. But this wasn't a time to think about his past, especially when that very moment, a fish took his bait. He hands spun into motion, and quite literally, as he began spinning his hand towards him, trying to reel in the fish. |
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| +Puppet Strings+ | Mar 23 2009, 10:36 PM Post #5 |
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An inhuman silence came over her, not batting even an eye lash, she watched him with perfect stillness. Since her change, she could see everything with clarity, as if a veil had been lifted from her eyes. The blue in her eyes seemed to sharpen, leaving the green as a distant shadow. Iza had watched people fish before, though only from the seat of her couch and on her t.v screen. To see it first hand was another thing. When one of the fish broke away from its school, she balled the material of her nightgown beneath her hands. Anticipation taking hold of her, the pressure building up like the water in a dam. Without even knowing it, she had started to lean forward, squinting her eyes, worrying her bottom lip with her teeth. Would he catch it? Could the pole hold up to the strain? More importantly, how big of a catch would this be? "Come on....." She urged, talking to no one but herself. her voice the barest of whispers. |
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| Masafumi Raiga | Mar 27 2009, 11:06 AM Post #6 |
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Reeling in a fish was no piece of cake. You had to be firm and gentle at the same time, if there was one thing he learned about fishing, that was it. During his reeling in, would he pull on the rod a bit, trying to make the fish tired. With the silence brought over the place, it was as if the insects themselves were watching in anticipation. As the battle continued, it was looking quite well for Raiga, the fish seemed to be forfeiting; but then it happen. "Ah..AH...AHHHCHOOOO!" It was like a powerful gust wanted to be released from its captivity inside Raiga's nose, the sneeze was now the perfect catalyst for what was now to happen. The fish responded to this, as if it and the sneeze were both in on a plan, with a burst of motion it pulled off of the hook and was left to swim another day. His expression was left to be ridiculed by the fish in the lake, his mouth hung open, and his eyes were due to pop out of their sockets if he continued with it. But this sense of shock would manifest itself into a bitter irritation, a anger, but more...A tantrum. "DAMMIT, DAMMIT, DAMMIT!!! DAMN IT ALL, WHY COULDN'T I JUST CATCH THE STUPID FISH! GAAHHH, I HATE FISHING!! WHY DO YOU STILL FISH IF YOU HATE IT! I DUNNO, YOU TELL ME! SHUT UP YOU! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU'RE TALKING TO!? YOU! I'M YOU IDIOT! NO YOU'RE NOT! YES I AM! WHAT'S MY NAME THEN!? MASAFUMI GEKKOU RAIGA! THAT'S JUST A COINCIDENCE, YOU'RE A STALKER!" He was like a kid, but worse. He continued fighting with himself until he remembered that he wasn't alone, his eyes averted from her direction for a moment, until he came to the realization that she was still going to be staring. "You didn't see nothing...Got it? Nothing..." He said with a growl, boy was he immature. (OOC: Nice signature! =D) |
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| +Puppet Strings+ | Mar 28 2009, 05:17 AM Post #7 |
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Mobilize And Move Out!
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[[OOC: Thanks. : 3 I'm making different ones and trying them out.]] It seemed to be going well, the fish looked to be about ready to give up, and in no time the boy would have his grand prize. That was until he sneezed which, from her view, appeared to be a signal for the fish to high tail it. The sudden outburst that followed had the young vampire quaking, not at all expecting him to shout his rage. Especially at himself. And yes she did stare, Iza just couldn't bring her eyes to look away. When his attention was back at her, she stood her ground. She really expected him to shout on her too. Throwing her hands up, as if to ward off a blow, she peeked behind her hands at him. At his next words, a dumbfounded look came across her face. Seeing as there were no upcoming attacks, she cautiously lowered her hands. "Right...nothing....got it." She said, laughing a bit nervously. Slowly, she got to her own feet. "Do you do this as a hobby or where you actually going to cook that fish?" |
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