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Post by Trick on May 31, 2012 5:42:58 GMT -5
Sivain and Circe.
"Thank you," said Circe gently. Sivain thought she sensed something in her friend's voice, but she dismissed it. "Circe, we should get back. If we're not there, Dis won't be happy. Not like I'm afraid of him, but I don't want him nagging us," said Sivain. Circe looked at her friend and nodded. She then looked back at Alex and Kratos. "I guess we'll see you around, perhaps?" she asked.
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Post by icecreamfreak on May 31, 2012 15:55:26 GMT -5
Alex nodded, and smiled at them, "Yes," he said gently. "I'm sure we will." He gave Circe and Sivain a gentle smile before turning around and starting to leave.
Kratos followed Alex casually, loyally like any other butler would. With each light step, Alex's and Kratos's long hair swayed.
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Post by Trick on May 31, 2012 15:58:24 GMT -5
Sivain and Circe.
As Circe and Sivain left as well, Circe nudged her friend playfully. "You and that neko look cute together!" giggled Circe. Sivain just shoved Circe's hand away. "No way! He's too much of an ass for my taste," Sivain said.
"Get to know him!"
"Stop playing match maker!"
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Post by icecreamfreak on May 31, 2012 16:10:21 GMT -5
Alex gave Kratos a look, but said nothing. He didn't care if the butler had a secret crush, although he was curious. They turned the corner and happened to walk by a mansion. The gates, black. Alex stood in front of it. "I can't believe this is once my enemies's hideout." He murmured. The mansion looked abandoned, vines growing onto it and such. The trees and grass were still green from the rain.
Alex sighed as he ran a hand through his hair. "Kratos," Alex said more sternly.
Kratos looked at the sixteen-looking male. "Yes, sir?" Alex seemed a little spaced out, and didn't respond for a while. Kratos didn't bother to press on the matter.
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Post by Trick on May 31, 2012 16:14:27 GMT -5
Sivain and Circe.
Once Sivain and Circe entered their home, Sivain ran upstairs to change. "Dry clothes here I come!" she called excitedly. Circe just dried off with her blue flames. She sat on the couch and sighed, having nothing to do.
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Post by icecreamfreak on May 31, 2012 16:53:03 GMT -5
Having their home quite a bit away, they made it to their home. Surely enough, Alex had gotten sick shortly after, having a fever. Kratos was immune to some illnesses, and the fever is one of them. He'd have his cat-demon side to thank.
The butler entered Alex's bedroom, the room next to the throne room, and sighed. "I told you, you shouldn't have gone into the water. Who knows what kind of stuff that was in there."
Alex smiled at him. His back was against the headboard, and his hair was pooling around his waist. His covers were covering his lap, and his hands were folded on it. He smiled gently at his butler, the small lamp on his nightstand illuminating his smile.
"I know," he said, "but there it wasn't good. We haven't talked to anyone much in years. We couldn't pass this up." Kratos sighed, and said nothing as he gave the glass of water to Alex.
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Post by Trick on May 31, 2012 16:56:32 GMT -5
Sivain and Circe.
"It's amazing how neither of us got sick," said Sivain, drying her hair. "Huh? Circe, where'd you go?" She found the vampire cooking. Sivain already could smell cumin. "Huh? What are you making?"
"I don't know. I felt like experimenting," said Circe.
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Post by icecreamfreak on May 31, 2012 17:08:21 GMT -5
Kratos walked out of the house again, this time with a black umbrella. He sighed, heading somewhere, anywhere randomly.
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Post by Trick on May 31, 2012 17:11:41 GMT -5
Sivain and Circe.
"I'm going to pick up beer," said Sivain. She left and got her umbrella. "Okay!" called Circe. Sivain left, opening her umbrella so she wouldn't get soaked again.
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Post by icecreamfreak on May 31, 2012 17:27:41 GMT -5
Alex sighed as he stared at the cup with a blank look. He placed it on the nightstand and grabbed the Bible that was there. He opened it, and turned the old pages gently. Quietly, he began to read the verses of the Bible, absorbed with its wise prints. He coughed into his hand a little, but continued reading a little after.
Kratos sighed as he walked across the street. He didn't care if there were any cars, he would just continue to walk. He reached in his pocket to pull out a journal that Alex had written in during his time in the Civil War in 1861. Of course, Alex was born in 1851, so it could be hard to imagine the amount of deaths he had seen. Kratos was really intrigued with his wording, and the way he described the battlefield. He had to admit, that when it comes to it, Alex could be a great writer.
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Post by Trick on May 31, 2012 17:31:18 GMT -5
Sivain.
Sivain saw Kratos. She didn't say anything, but she moved out of his way. She didn't want anything to go on. She didn't want to allow Circe to have the benefit of thinking Sivain liked Kratos. It was not the case.
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Post by icecreamfreak on May 31, 2012 17:35:01 GMT -5
Kratos, not caring if Sivain was the woman he fought with previously, turned around. "Hey," he started gently. He didn't look at Sivain, but he just stared at the street to the side. His face was expressionless. He didn't talk, wondering if she would answer.
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Post by Trick on May 31, 2012 17:37:06 GMT -5
Sivain.
"Hey," she answered. "Everything okay?"
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Post by icecreamfreak on May 31, 2012 17:48:33 GMT -5
"It's rare for Alexander to be sick," he started, "and he got his dumb ass sick. I keep telling him that he's going to get sick, but he ignores. He always have had such a low immune system. His fevers, I know, will go over a hundred degrees. It isn't much now, but his race is so unique, it could be deadly for him. I was wondering, since you are a spirit, if you would examine him... the last spirit did so."
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Post by Trick on May 31, 2012 17:54:23 GMT -5
Sivain.
"I can examine him, but I'm not sure there is much I can do," said Sivain calmly.
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