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Post by blufly on Mar 15, 2006 16:50:58 GMT -7
Juramento eyed Ja'akea and allowed his stare harden for a moment before he sat a few feet from the others. That male was too intense for his taste, and for the wrong reasons. At least from what he could tell, and he usually wasn't wrong. He wasn't a Director for a slow mind, he just hoped he didn't have an insane mind on his hands, that could be a slight negative factor in this conversation.
"I have not seen one since I arrived," he said to Joran's statement and couldn't resist smiling slightly. "A powerful Puppet Master with a morid streak? Ah, that must be quite an interesting Cast," he chuckled, he himself could be quite dark in some subject matter. But he was not used to being overpowered, and probably wouldn't, or couldn't, adjust to such a transition.
When the Puppeteer lurched forward, Juramento felt a small growl rumble deep inside his throat. He was used to sending warnings, nothing more then threats, but he had hoped he didn't have to resort to such acts. He felt himself relax slightly when Ja'akea resumed his perch. He flicked foreward his coned ears, hoping to catch why exactly the strange Oil was on edge.
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Post by silvertip on Mar 15, 2006 17:17:48 GMT -7
he tried to keep a smile on his maw. tonights company was quite nice. but having something so aluring and so near you, and you cannot grasp it pounded at the back of his head. Akea then let out a true smile at what Joran said.
"I don't beleive I could ever jion a casts. for one they would have to be able to put up with my osse- hobbies. and two to much comitment. responsiblity can be so hard." he said in a chuckle.
but he couldn't seem to get the necklace out of his mind.
"why no monsier." he said showing a toothy smile tho it was unintentional. he couldn't take it any longer. he had to ask about the trinket. "it is beautiful. where did you get it? (sorry if it is to short. I don't feel like I'm in the zone but I will try to continue)
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Post by Vyn on Mar 15, 2006 17:44:59 GMT -7
Joran was pleased to note that he was no alone in noticing Akea's strange reaction toward him, it was always a comfort to know one was not crazy. Slowly his tail swayed from side to side, thoughtful and curious.
"I wouldn't mind finding a nice Cast one day, it would be a pleasant change I think." His gaze slid to the nearby Oath, glancing to the pendant he wore before continuing. "A little responsibility can do one good."
His comment was not directed at the Juramento in any sense. He had taken it upon himself to know at least basic facts about all the known types. If any of the trio sitting in that abandoned theatre knew about responsibility, it was definitely Juramento.
The toothy grin should've unnerved him, but he had it in his mind already to keep an eye on the Oil male. Getting caught off guard by a Puppeteer would be foolish. Nonetheless the question caused him to raise a curious eyebrow.
"My necklace?" Was that was was on the Oil male's mind? "A lovely human gave it to me while I was still a resident of Venice." He smiled fondly at the thought of the young lady. "She had taken a fondness to my music and gave it to me before she returned to Greece."
Joran wasn't the sort of Euclides that shunned humans and thought of them as nothing but snacks, they had their purposes at times after all. However, despite his tolerance of the species, he rarely interacted with them and so his lady friend had been something of a rarity.
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Post by blufly on Mar 15, 2006 18:16:43 GMT -7
Juramento nodded in agreement, he himself had thought about joining a Cast on many occasions. The right Puppet Master and the correct time never showed themselves to him. It wasn't the most disappointing event though, the void in which a Cast could fill never bothered him, in reality he hadn't brought up the subject until this point.
At his final comment, Juramento nodded, but couldn't resist commenting. "Of course, responsiblity can do some a world of good. But too much..." he trailed of, barely audible. If anything, this pendant represented missed opportunities; love and a Cast he could command would never come to him in this lifetime. It was a race against time, finding the owner of this damned jade before she died, pulling him down to death with her.
He was pulled from his reverie by Joran's explaination of the woman. He listened quietly to the tale and spoke up. "You have been a resident in Venice?" He asked, and then recoiled from his abruptness. "Excuse me Sir, it is just that I have traveled nearly everywhere else in the world, but I have missed Venice." He knew there was beautiful sights to see, but he knew what he needed to find wouldn't be there.
To the mention of a human, his ears flicked backwards. It wasn't that he didn't mind humans, he found some fascinating. But, they had too many needs, and for now he couldn't even see them as a meal, at least not now.
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Post by tigs on Mar 15, 2006 20:21:38 GMT -7
[Ohmygawd *__* I just have to say- as soon as my Celestial Puppet Master boy is created, he will be stalking this little group of Cast-hungry Euclides XD. Lovely bunch you guys have here! <3]
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Post by Vyn on Mar 15, 2006 21:06:49 GMT -7
(Stop reading my mind Tigs! [cackles] I was hoping your Celestial boy would take Joran <3
I'll reply again once ST does.)
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Post by blufly on Mar 16, 2006 13:46:01 GMT -7
ooc| Hehe, that would be cool, but I think Juramento will be a bit indifferent. X)
And that's okay Vyn.
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Post by silvertip on Mar 16, 2006 15:14:31 GMT -7
(thanks Tigs. I adore my boy I have always wanted an Oil) Akea chuckled. "I'm sure some responsiblities of a casts wouldn't be too bad." he said and then thoughtfully paused. "I myself have a big responsiblisties. alittle sister." he said, the last word was simply enlongated.
then right on cue she came. "big brother!" yelled a pure but troubled vioce. a young stripped feline bounds up to them. the Oil seems annoyed at her presents. "who's you friends?" she says as she brushes and purrs against him.
"this is..... Silabine. my none genetic sister." he says and pushes the Stripped female away. she then goes into her anthro form and curtsies both of the males. she then sits right next to Akea and clasps her hand around her knees.
"Venince, interesting." he siad thoughtfully. he wondered if the male had more 'treasures'. Silabine started to giggle. "thats a very nice jade. what is its history? Ja'aKea always told me that every treasure has a story. what is thats story?" "Sila manners!" barked Ja'aKea. they really did seem like siblines.
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Post by silvertip on Mar 16, 2006 15:15:16 GMT -7
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Post by Vyn on Mar 16, 2006 15:33:16 GMT -7
Joran smiled at Juramento with interest, yes...too much responsibility could be quite wearing. He didn't know this himself, but he'd seen it before, not to mention that it was plastered over this Oath's features. He was weary under his burden.
Instead of questioning, however, he allowed the subject to slide to his sweet taste of Venice. He missed it there, though it had been ages since his last Venice and he was sure it had changed in his time away.
"Indeed I have. Quite a lovely place, or it was while I was still there." A fond smile crossed his muzzle, but he was paused from further explanation by the Akea's comment and the arrival of the feline.
"Hello, Silabine... I am Joranuriel, Script Writer." He added the title for the sake of introduction, but the golden male wasn't much interested in such things. "But you may call me Joran if you prefer."
The Symphony paused in interest, tilting his attention to Silabine and then slowly back to Juramento, this was a question he had wanted to ask as well. What was the story behind his pendant?
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Post by blufly on Mar 16, 2006 16:47:01 GMT -7
Juramento nodded to Joran's explaination of Venice, he had heard of the small villages that resided there; nearly a utopia in his opinion. Then again, he mostly traveled through busy, and smog-filled cities, so a countryside would be a welcome change of scenery.
To Silabine's abruptness, he smiled shortly in greeting before speaking. "Silabine, is it? Pleasure to meet you." Right, another introduction to get through. "Juramento, Director," he said, mimicing Joran's short titling.
Ah, this was bound to come up at one point, Juramento thought in terms of Silabine's question to his jade. It wasn't too personal, just a trinket to him, but still, he didn't think anyone would ask. Always gracious, he answered: "My first victim, a male human, wished for me to give his jade necklace to his lover. As an Oath, I'm bound to this task," he finished grimly and shrugged. "We all have our destiny I suppose."
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Post by silvertip on Mar 16, 2006 17:12:34 GMT -7
Sila smiled at the company. "Silabine, just call me Sila. a puppet unfortunatley." she said puppet very lowly. Akea sighed piting the feline. even though Silabine seemed like a happy go lucky girl she seemed very troubled. she usually didn't show this side, only to Ja'aKea. it was possible for her to have a good time tho, she would just have to release it all later.
Akea listend to the Oath. it saddend him. "thats very honorable." he murmured. Silabine eyes widend. she was mute with amazement. she wandered what it was like to love like a human. she always wanted to be an human. it was her dream, and she would get Ja'aKea annoyed.
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Post by Vyn on Mar 19, 2006 2:03:21 GMT -7
Joran listened with silent curiousity as Juramento told the story of his pendant and, therefore, his Oath. Nothing more than a heavy sigh escaped the Symphony. Too much responsibility indeed! He knew that human's had short lifespans, and if this one died, she would drag down this handsome Oath with her. Finally he spoke once more.
"Have you had any luck finding this human male's lover?"
He hadn't known the Director for long, but he recognized the obvious sighs of weary exhaustion weighting down the other male. It was the Script Writer's duty to be cunning and observant.
Perhaps, if needed, he would offer his help to Juramento. At the moment he lacked a direction in life, a solid interest. If Juramento accepted his help, then Joran would at least have something worthwhile to occupy his time with.
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Post by blufly on Mar 19, 2006 4:45:55 GMT -7
To Akea's comment, Juramento shook his head. "Not honorable, just the way things must be," he corrected. It was understandable that one would think this as such honor, but in fact that would be false. He killed, and for that he must take responsibility for his actions: providing relief for the dead in terms of a final wish. He would rather be another type and not have to fufill any oaths, but he was born an Oath, bad luck as it seemed to be sometimes.
When Joran finished his question, a small, sad smile appeared on his lips. "Good luck is not a thing that comes easy to me," he answered. Actually, all he had for some time were dead ends; answers that lead to nowhere.
Perhaps that's why he seemed so exhausted, it wasn't the travelling, nor the rush, that left him weary, but all the threads of information that lead to nothing. A goose chase, that was the correct term for it. "All I have come to know is that her name is Rosemary," he added and chuckled.
That was his only bout of good luck, back in Madrid, where he had found Rosemary's mother, who didn't know her own daughter's whereabouts, but at least gave him a name.
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Post by silvertip on Mar 20, 2006 15:16:20 GMT -7
Akea didn't say anything back. He wouldn't admit he was wrong. "why does things always have to be the way? why can't I be not be what I am?" cried the puppet. She knew better than to not admit that she wanted to be human.
Silabine shifted back into her animal form and layed her head on Akea's shoulder. they both had nothing to comment on the luck thing. "Rosemary is a pretty name." the little puppet said softly smiling at his chuckle.
Silabine's eyes started to wander. She saw a flicker around his paws and grew excited. "you have a new treasure!" she blurted out reaching for his paws. He lifted his paws, trying to avoid her and the hand watch came tumbling out. A shocked look came upon the oil as he snatched the trinket away. -crap they saw it.......- he thought.
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