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 Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2013 2:46 pm
"Stressful day, Arielle?" Amaya asked as she suddenly stepped out of the shadows in the corner of the room. She remembered the girl liked to bounce a ball to relieve stress sometimes.
"Then why are you still feeling around with your hands?" Emelia asked, finding his logic a little confusing.
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Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2013 3:10 pm
"Force of habit really." Riley admitted with a small chuckle. "I was plain old blind for long enough that I got used to it. Some habits are just harder to break."
((I'm regretting make an owner at all. I have no idea what I'm doing with Cassie. : D Will probably actually make her dad at some point, but not when I've got class in less than an hour! 8D))
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Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2013 3:38 pm
Arielle twitches at Amaya's sudden appearance, almost missing the ball before grabbing it an inch from being hit in the face. "When isn't it a stressful day?", she responds, "Just being near people is an unpleasant experience."
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 1:12 pm
"Aren't you just a ray of sunshine?" Amaya asked as she took a seat on the couch, resting her feet on the coffee table. "You know, not many of us are considered people anymore." She observed.
"I guess it could throw off others." Emelia admitted with a shrug, still not so sure herself.
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 1:21 pm
"Of course I'm a ray of sunshine.", Arielle says, a bitter smile tugging at her lips, "After all, I'm just the puppy who wants to playfully rip peoples faces off when I step into the arena." Muttering to herself, she starts to toss the ball back and forth between her hands instead of at the wall.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2013 1:25 pm
Fiala • As Fiala marched down the walkways, she contemplated at what it was she was going to do. She had full intentions of going home, but there was something that pulled her into the direction of the tavern. The female gave a rather swift sigh, ultimately taking the path that led to the bar.
• Upon reaching the bar, the female bust into the door. She could feel a few passing eyes wandering to her, possibly due to the fact that it was HER monster that ended up falling. And there was no doubt that word got around that she bet against him. The female had let out a simple sigh after glaring at the others. She didn't appreciate being the talk of the room. "Martini." She said as it was placed before her in an instant. She wasn't surprised. The bartender knew her tastes so well that he knew what she wanted before she asked for it. Whether she bet against them or not, she always came in when one of her monsters lost. She was always had the subtle hope of getting tipsy enough to forget a few memories. Given, she didn't lose often, since it wasn't in her nature, but whenever she did she would order the same thing every time. A martini. The female sipped the drink down before setting it on the bar, tracing the outline on the rim of the glass as she contemplated what to do as far as her next battle went.Cyryn • Cyryn sighed slightly under his breath. He always came to the ring when one of Shaw's monster's were fighting, but he always left right after. He didn't take joy in seeing the monsters rip each other to shreds. He did it for simple survival and nothing more. The male shoved through the crowd, getting a few comments along the way. He tuned them out and kept walking until he reached the end of the mass. He looked around, his ocean eye peering at the direction he needed to go to get to Shaw's estate.
• Cyryn gave a twist of the doorknob and swung the front door open, closing it behind him as he walked through the halls until he ended up in the kitchen. It was there he grabbed an apple to sate his oncoming hunger. The male then left the confines of the room and headed down the hall to where Amaya and Arielle had resided. Cyryn had given a simple nod to acknowledge their presence. The male had never been one to talk much. Xia • Xia had gone on to watch the next match, but the very moment she glanced back at the VIP area, Fiala had gone. Xia had allow a small mimic of an exhale escape her lips. She was aware of where the female had gone. Fiala wasn't a lightweight, but though she never got smashed very fast, she did get a slight buzz a little faster than the others did.
• Xia turned back to the arena, where a friend of hers fought, and ultimately won. The only thing that Xia was absolutely sure that she would never stick around for were the death matches. She could hardly stand watching it. She had only been there for a few months, but she had seen a friend of hers thrown into a death match and she didn't make it out. It didn't take long for the blue haired female to grow wary of the fighting and leave the arena.
• Upon arriving at Fiala's estate, she had been alone, completely and utterly. Everyone had probably either gone to drink, visit Silas in the infirmary, or stayed to finish watching the fights. Either way, the female had simply gone home and plopped onto her mattress, using her illusions to draw out patterns with her finger. Unfortunately, she was impervious to her own illusions and couldn't see a thing that she was doing. She heaved a mimic of a sigh. It seemed unfair, the fact that her illusions could put someone else in a state of complete and utter happiness if she had allowed for such, but she could never do so for herself if she wanted to such a thing.
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