Post by Evita || Blair on Sept 24, 2011 17:14:11 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
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"look at the stars, look how they shine for you, and everything you do -
yeah they were all yellow. i came along, i wrote a song for you, and all the things you do -
and it was called "yellow".
your skin, oh yeah, your skin and bones, turn into something beautiful -
d'you know, for you i bleed myself dry; for you i bleed myself dry."[/center]
quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"The Distorted World...? I request that you do tell me more. As for my name, I am called Evita... bleh, I don't like such formal speech, but it's kind of expected of a Summoner of Spira, isn't it? I don't have a surname; I didn't know my father--er, that is, the identity of my sire is not known to me..." (I sound like a stiff!)
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"I am nineteen years of age - December 31 marks the date of my birth. As I have said, I am a follower of Yevon, hailing from Spira." (This is so not fun.)
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
"I guess--I mean, that would be pleasant. Dinner?"
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
"Summoners hold a profound connection to the healing powers of the spiritual - that is, I'm pretty good at white magic, but I'm not silly enough to rely on only that. I can do some other magic too, and the staff isn't just for show. I give up on the fancy speech, I don't think you care anyway. Just don't quote me, okay?"
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"Umm... -laces fingers together- Thanks, I guess."
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"Five feet and three inches..."
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"Wh- Eeh, pardon me? Um, I guess I'm slim. Not really built for fighting - I've been called "slight" before; "teensy" too..."
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"It really depends... When I'm fulfilling my summoner duties, my robes aren't too fancy - a black kimono top with a white obi, and a long white skirt with frills on the end. When I'm not, though, I put my hair up with a white cap with a pink bill, and a big logo of the hatmaker it's from. Usually that goes with a white tank and a black vest, and jean shorts with this really cute fringe, not to mention the purse that goes with the cap! (What's wrong with liking to shop?) I wear the same boots with both, though - black with pink laces. And these armbands?... I tend to keep them on. They're from someone special."
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"Hilda or Touko, otherwise known as White," [To be noted, Blair as Black/Hilbert/Touya as well] "from Pokemon Black & White. That's what I heard someone tell me once - I have no idea who she is, but she's darn cute, if I do say so myself!"
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"Aww, thank you!"
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"Umm... I guess I like my Guardian, Nokuss (he's a really neat guy!), my brother, and Spira... specific, huh? I like chocolates though too. I don't like people who degrade Yevon like the Al Bhed - I'm not one of those radicals who think they're heathens, but could they stand to be a little nicer? Also bad hair days... and people dying."
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"A-are you a Yevonite? Oh - oh goodness! I'm so sorry! I... Um... I lace my fingers together a lot. Like this, see? It's kind of a nervous habit. As for my secret... I look like two different people? It's kind of hard to explain. I don't think you'd get it."
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"Umm, well, I'm a summoner of Yevon. I should be on my pilgrimage right now, but I got sick halfway through... I agonized about it, but I really couldn't go on. My guardian made me stay behind, of course, and Blair wasn't too pleased that I wanted to keep on going either. Then again, he's not too happy that I became a summoner. I'm okay now, and I heard that Lady Yuna defeated Sin... like, not just for a Calm, but for good. I kinda want to meet her. She sounds amazing."
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"I guess so. I don't know, it doesn't seem like we have a lot in common. "
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"Ooh, that sounds like fun! But that's okay, I can afford my own room."
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"Oh, I see! Mystery, intrigue! I bet you're a romantic at heart! Umm. My heritage? Um, Blair, my twin brother, and I lived with our mom in... Huh. That's weird. I can't remember where my house is... Well, we lived with our mom, and we visited Kilika on vacation six years ago. I felt kinda sick one day when we were supposed to take a boat out to Besaid and stayed behind - Sin attacked the ferry, they told me. Nobody survived... so I guess you could say I don't really have any heritage. My great-grandfather was a High Summoner, though. Blair's kinda mad at me that I decided to become a Summoner in Great-Granddad's footsteps. -nods- Also he isn't too happy that he died, but you know, not a lot of people are."
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"Blair's kinda crabby nowadays, but my mom was the sweetest lady ever. No, that's about it, unless you count Nokuss - he's kinda like a younger brother to me, even though he's my Guardian. I think Blair's completely smitten with him, actually -" she pauses almost mid-sentence, "-don't deny it! I can totally tell~" She then frowns. "Meh, someone's grumpy. Go back to sleep."
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"Don't mind him, he's always like that. I think I told you everything important already - I mean, I told you about Blair and why I didn't get very far in my pilgrimage, so that's about it. Oh yeah, I started it at Kilika Temple - the priests there brought me up after my family died. And I bet you're wondering why I talk to myself, huh? It's kind of weird how it happened, but. Blair really, really didn't want to die. So he kind of hung onto me, I guess, even though I wasn't there at the time - twinly bond and all of that stuff, yeah? Well anyway, he kinda got... stuck to me. I guess you'd call him an Unsent, but he can't really walk around or anything. He just likes to grumble at me from the back of my head. -giggles- If he tries real hard, he can hover around like a ghost kinda, but it usually makes him really tired. At least, that's what he tells me. But when I became a Summoner of Yevon, I guess you could say that bond strengthened. Like I said, it's hard to explain how." -pauses for a moment- "Blair's telling me to shut my pretty face, so, um... That's about it. And I guess you could figure that I get sick easily. It's definitely no fun."
"hey, look! we're done. so, i would ask you on a second date, but i'm about to explode. no, really. please step back."
"Oh... um... eep! Okay, okay, I'm going!"
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. luvidays!
age.im twelve and what is thisfifteen mah boi
rp experience. six years.
rules.cura--thundaga!
rp sample.It was a strange sight, Albel without his trademark gauntlet. Of course the chunk of metal had to be getting to the point where it needed a strong cleaning or perhaps an outright replacement (Fayt held a working acquaintance with the art of engineering, and wasn't too shabby when it came to smithery either; it had crossed his mind to design a rather... more functional model) - but nevertheless, all of those that knew Albel knew his gauntlet personally, as well.
Therefore, it was a rather monumental display of trust that he chose to forego the armor, something that Fayt observed as white-gloved hands flew to free raven-blond hair from its snaring. His own black gloves did exactly nothing to warm his hands from the night air, and having become more aware of it once again, a shiver rolled through his shoulders.
"What is it? Is someone following us?"
Fayt, as a response, turned slowly to the back of Faire Virer's head once again. The white stallion's wings rose and fell with the seconds, beating as if in time with music as the bluenette still failed to present a proper answer to the man behind him.
The glimmer of city lights lit underneath them as they dropped out from the freezing fog, and seeing this, the Pegasus pulled his wings near but not flush to his body and angled himself downward, dropping into a steep dive.
He really should have expected this.
But nevertheless, he found himself veritably clinging to Faire Virer and uttering a strange mix of a yell and a whoop of exhilaration, 'till they leveled out a great deal closer to the ground with the sharp jolt of his wings extending to their full length.
"You scream like a young girl."
"Shut up," Fayt frowned, feeling comfortable enough now to let go in favor of crossing his arms.
Small settlements and individual homes and cottages passed by below in moments, about equal in size to small brownie squares as the darkness of the evening cast everything in a grimly inviting palette of blues, greens, and browns. The patchwork land below was almost scenic.
Fayt leaned back and turned to regard Albel with one emerald eye, partially obscured by the feather-laden masque. "Looking forward to this?"
