Post by Iriel Parker on Jul 23, 2015 1:13:46 GMT
it's dangerous, i'm fallen. There's no escape, I can't wait. ▼  | This was not his idea of having a good time out on a Saturday afternoon. Being stuck in an elevator with one werewolf and two vampires that eyed him like a piece of candy. It was rather uncomfortable but at least he had the feeling they knew better then to try and take a bite out of him. After all, he was being summoned like a goddamn dog by a child that was probably leading these fucktarts. He stood between them with his head bent down for eyes to stare at the patterned floor below.
He was supposed to be out with Electra today. It was supposed to be their day out together but then he got the summon from Elsie. It really ruffled his feathers to be pulled away so suddenly and having to make up some kind of excuse that sounded legit. Somehow, he managed it.
Silently, he listened to the hum and beeps of the elevator as it went up the floors without stopping a single time. Moments ticked by before it came to a stop on the correct floor. Out Iriel went while the pup remained in the elevator and the vampires guided the bird to the proper room. There was a single knock and the permission to enter.
One opened the door for him while the other bared his fangs in a soft laugh, apparently he and the other were sharing some kind of secret joke. Sighing, Iriel entered the room with the door closing behind him.
Iriel wasn't dressed in anything special. In his irritation he merely slipped on a pair of shorts, sandals and a baggy shirt that hung from his shoulders. A carefully placed red bandanna rested about his neck to hide the collar from view. Red eyes scanned the room and he did not catch sight of the tiny child, great. Who knew how long he would have to wait for her ass. He just wanted to get this over and go back home.
With his final sigh, he made a beeline for the sofa that rested in the center of the room and sat on it. Here he would wait for the vampire that was labeled as his, "master". |
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Post by Elsie Horowitz on Jul 25, 2015 2:49:23 GMT
"Ah, good you're here." Elsie said as she entered the room ... sucking on something similar to a large jawbreaker. Though she was considerate and didn't show the inside of her mouth, raising a hand up to her lips each time she spoke, one could guess she was in fact not sucking on candy. The little girl would cross the sitting area's floor and raise herself to sit upon one of the victorian style cushioned chairs facing him. It would be here that she would continue her sucking in a seemingly adorable child-like fashion. As if a kid were swishing around the food in her mouth to enjoy it a while longer, almost along the lines of playing with it. However, keeping in mind to not be overly rude, the little girl rose a hand of hers to hide away what was in her mouth as she spoke.
"I wish to deliberate what you may know of interest as well as see what else you may have to offer." The little girl would suck a short while as she thought before continuing. It was important to know fully what your game pieces could accomplish before playing them, yes? How foolish would it be to assume the Queen chess piece could only move diagonally and never question if it had more potential? Even to one that might hate her Elsie was visually cute I'd dare say at most times if not all. Today was no exception.
She was in much more casual attire than either time Iriel had seen her to date. Wearing a soft pink pullover hoodie most couldn't help but smile at her bobbed blonde hair piggy tailed beneath the pulled up hood complete with floppy bunny ears. She wore a pair of jean shorts underneath though they were barely visible due to the hoodie's length. Rainbow striped knee high socks, sneakers, and a smile would complete the look with a bow.
It was a strange mix, really. Childishness with the sucking, facial expressions and appearance. Professionalism with her word choices, tone of voice and the rest of her body language. The little girl's feet would hang in mid air due to her shortness as she'd continue, "Can you only see a person's past or also their future?" This theory of hers, Iriel being able to see memories of a person's past, had been confirmed in their last meeting. You know, when the chap was collared. With one of her rebooting orders being "Always tell me the truth unless I direct you otherwise" Elsie waited patiently for her answer, sucking away at whatever was in her mouth. "Does anything else other than direct contact with the person trigger it?"
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Post by Iriel Parker on Jul 25, 2015 3:16:47 GMT
it's dangerous, i'm fallen. There's no escape, I can't wait. ▼ | And there she was, in all her glory! Entering like an adorable child and in truth she did look like one. Iriel had to say that but he also knew better. She wasn't a child at all but one being that posed as one. Red eyes narrowed slightly at her appearance and then softened. Not because of her adorableness or that he felt anything towards her, but for the simple fact that he wanted this to end quickly and painlessly. As for what might be in her mouth, Iriel cared not to know. "Unfortunately." His reply was soft with a small sigh. He had plans for the day and now they where promptly ruined.
Slowly, the bird raised a brow in a perplexed fashion. He wasn't really sure what kind of information she wanted but he did gather it was something important. He had nothing of interest that she might like but he had plenty of abilities she would enjoy. However, he wasn't about to spell all that information unless she asked for it directly.
First up, seemed to be his physic abilities, great. Iriel slumped in his seat with obedience. "I can't see the future." He replied softly, looking for the right words to use. "I can only recall past events but I have no control over what I see. It's all random." The bird ruffled the side of his head and hesitated on the next bit of information. He was uncomfortable sharing his abilities and often kept them to himself. Not even Neil knew the full extent of his abilities or Misha for that matter. Hell, all Electra knew was that he could see things.
"No." He shook his head gently with some fustration at giving up his information. "One works only with touching someone physically with bare skin. If they stay in constant contact I will only see one thing. The other, is by touching objects. I can only turn off one...sorta..." He lowered his hand to his lap while resting his head back against the chair to stair up at the ceiling. It sucked not being allowed to lie....
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Post by Elsie Horowitz on Jul 26, 2015 1:58:03 GMT
"Hmmm." Elsie tilted her head in thought at his words, still sucking on the jawbreaker-like object in her mouth. "Shame you have no control ... yet." The little girl brought up her legs onto the chair to sit pretzel-style. Resting her elbows upon her knees, her cheeks squished as she leaned her cutesy little head upon her hands. "I'd be willing to work with you on that. Be educational for both of us." -- SQUISH.
With a single bite the circular object in her mouth was bitten through with a horrifyingly cringing sound. The child vampire would sit in her chair staring ahead into nothingness as she pondered such things over in her native German tongue as she chewed. Each motion of the jaw creating the same squishing sound. If it wasn't for the paired disturbing sound effect the sight could be called adorable honestly. Her throat moving with every small swallow, little by little did it go down. Well until she paused and looked back to the bird, her cheeks still squished from holding up her head.
"We might as well walk our way through the rest of this first before moving on." The little girl's scarlet eyes would flutter to meet any eye contact from the phoenix. "What else are you capable of?" Chew. Chew. "Tell me everything that you think that could possibly be beneficial to me." Chew. Chew. Swallow. Smile. "What talents do you have, my little bird?"
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OOC: That was nice. Now why don't you tell me more~
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Post by Iriel Parker on Jul 26, 2015 4:41:25 GMT
it's dangerous, i'm fallen. There's no escape, I can't wait. ▼ | The young bird cringed at the sudden sqiush of whatever was within her mouth. He tired to think of her eating a very large orange piece but he knew better. She was eating something that came from someone and it made him feel sick. He looked away from the tiny vampire to try and find something less disturbing to look at. "They'll develop in time..." He left his sentence open ended. He would love to have a strong control on his powers but he didn't want her help. He would teach himself so he could touch another without invading their personal memories.
He remained silent now that he had his moment to explain certain aspects of his abilities. He never liked telling people what he could do because then they would expect him to do it. He wasn't a fan of showing off powers or using them. It might have something to do with the fact he couldn't turn off two of them when he really wanted too.
A soft sigh came from his lips followed by another cringe. What was useful to her? Why did she have to chew so...loudly? "I'm a telepath. I can hear people's thoughts and I don't like it. Everyone thinks too loudly..." He explained and moved on uncomfortably. This wasn't at all pleasent for him. He would rather be at home with Electra, Misha, and Neil.
"By default, I have fire but I hardly use it. I'm excellent at Parkour. That last skill you have all ready witnessed." Rubbing his hands together and pulling them apart he formed a sai and flipped bit between a defensive and offensive stance before making it disappear. "I can construct weapons and things but nothing large. I don't use this skill often either. I never see a reason to do it."
Unarmed, he lowered his clasped hands back to his lap. He wished he didn't have to spill all of that information but he had little choice in the matter. It was either he did it or wither in pain on the floor. Neither option was attractive but one was less painful.
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Post by Elsie Horowitz on Jul 26, 2015 21:02:44 GMT
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Post by Iriel Parker on Jul 26, 2015 21:16:58 GMT
it's dangerous, i'm fallen. There's no escape, I can't wait. ▼ | The teenager looked like he was ready to go. All she had to do was tell him he could leave and he would be out that door in a heart beat. Too bad she didn't look like she was bored with him just yet. "Not really..." He relied softly while looking up at the ceiling. His eyes searched for some kind of entertainment while Elsie did all the talking. In the tiles above he started to see images of animals and objects.
He played connect the dot with the shadows and what he thought he could see above. It was the most successful way to zone out and forget why he was even here for. It wasn't until she asked him a direct question that he was forced back into reality.
The bird blinked a few times in confusion as he clearly had not been paying attention in the slightest. Cocking his head to one side he put together bits and pieces of the sentence he had heard in order to form an answer.
"It's a school with a mixture. We just learn how to blend in and use our gifts better." The boy shrugged his shoulders not knowing what else to even say about it. It was just a school for crying out loud. But now as for the number of vampires, he hadn't the slightest. He never really paid that much attention to those around him.
"I don't know." His reply was honest. He tired to recall if he knew any and he did but he couldn't recall their names. As for seeing them often? He hadn't a clue on that either. The joy of having his head up in the clouds! |
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Post by Elsie Horowitz on Jul 26, 2015 21:42:43 GMT
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Post by Iriel Parker on Jul 27, 2015 3:16:07 GMT
it's dangerous, i'm fallen. There's no escape, I can't wait. ▼ | He couldn't help but to zone out. It was just part of who he was and well, it just happened. Iriel pulled himself away from his infinite dreamland and tried to focus back on the vampire beside him. He turned his gaze to look at her. Oh, she noticed it. Shit. The teenager just sighed and lowered his head. "Sorry." he muttered out. "Huh, homework?" Confusion settled across his face and now he turned to fully face the child.
He just stared at her as she startled to rattle off what he would be doing for her from this point on. He all but groaned out loud. His shoulders slumped as did his body against the sofa. He was not at all pleased with this order. Going around school getting information and touching the teachers on purpose. That was not safe.
"You will get me expelled if Im caught..." If not get his life threatened in the process. "I would rather not pry into their memories...an-and I might forget what I see." Which was honestly true. His memory was horrible and what if he picked something very personal?
In hopes she might be joking he stared at her for a long unblinking moment. No, she wasn't jacking with him and that made him uncomfortable. "Can I do something else...instead?" He asked, hoping to find a way out of this kind of order. |
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Post by Elsie Horowitz on Aug 5, 2015 0:53:51 GMT
The little girl laughed into her free hand while the other continued petting her phoenix's hair. "Expelled? For brushing up against your professor?" The child vampire rose higher upon her knees on the sofa cushion so that she may continue running her fingers through his hair. "Your anxiety makes you so cute~ That won't happen as long as you do it correctly."
So soft. In all honesty the phoenix all around was delightful physically speaking. Now granted the vampire was a little under six hundred years old her own physique made any type of sexual relationship pretty much nonexistent. So it wasn't any kind of perversion that caused her to be appreciative of his anatomy. It was genuine childish preferences. Iriel was pretty. Iriel's hair was soft. The want to play dress up with him was growing more and more.
Elsie twirled a strand of his hair round and round a finger as she continued listening to her pet's words. "Forget?" Those crimson eyes would blink at Iriel. "I doubt your memory is that poor, my little phoenix ... right?" Whatever the young man's expression was upon his face it would cause her to slowly raise an eyebrow ... Ah shit. Did she purchase damaged goods?
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OOC: Gunna take alot to make Elsie disappointed in her pretty bird but ...
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Post by Iriel Parker on Aug 12, 2015 2:09:56 GMT
it's dangerous, i'm fallen. There's no escape, I can't wait. ▼ | The bird blinked a few more times, stared, and then finally looked away from the tiny vampire. No, he wouldn't get expelled for brushing up against his teachers. But he was looking for any kind of excuse to not read others memories. It was something he merely found no joy in doing. He found it slightly annoying that she found his anxiety to be cute. He didn't find it cute in the slightest!
He was having all this trouble because of her and she didn't give a crap. He had trouble sleeping even. Another sigh came from him as he just became a lump on the sofa. His hands arms rested between his legs. He didn't even bother to complain with her playing with his hair still. Silence grew between them until she spoke again.
Lazily, he rotated his head to look at her and stare straight into her eyes. His memory wasn't that poor? Oh, oh how wrong she was! She had indeed bought some damaged goods. His memory was horrible and while it was true he could remember (and memorize) random things, it was often useless facts. If she was lucky, he might be able to recall what he did see. If she was really lucky.
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