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8 yrs ago
Current Tene's being productive, happy and cute!
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8 yrs ago
Needa learn to take my mind off all the bad feelings, all the bad thoughts...Slowly slowly getting better.
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8 yrs ago
I don't feel so good Mr Stark - Mood
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8 yrs ago
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH -the voices in my head
8 yrs ago
Yay, it's birthday!....Now whut?
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Haha, well, it was sort of a sarcastic jib. I didn't mean to control your character, but I couldn't find better way to describe the terror and power of a child's cuteness. I've had partners that write like that as well, but it's sort of a very slight made assumption that is usually correct, still I'll try to refrain from it. My apologies.
Oh god, I swear I'm not dyslexic though maybe I should get myself tested because it's not the first time that I've read or written a word wrong like that. Then again, maybe autocorrect as well. But you know what? I think I'm gonna keep that one in there and make it habit of that character XD

Also, I really shouldn't type half awake. It's not good. You hallucinate that autocorrect doesn't exist. Secondly *Laisander and * and, no its' Lai and about how the hordes of adorable children have descended on him to get him to be the one to persuade Father Xeph for a picnic. Sorry for the confusion.

I tend to pick up styles from my partner's so it's no biggie, just compelling to write in present tense even though school tried to teach me not to.

I'm really enjoying the rp so far, I hope you are too, and I have a few brewing ideas for future events, but I can't just ruin the surprise and tell you. The rp is flowing well so far, let's just see where it takes us.
Haha, it's alright, I'm terrible at looking at people's flaws or judging them at times. You'll never come off as arrogant to me until we really become better friends and then I'll point out everything terrible about you! Joking, joking, but I'm really enjoying your posts as well. I admire people who can combine quantity and quality together. I also think that this rp hasn't even gotten the ball rolling yet, but it has lots of potential. FOr now, our characters are really cold to one another still and not much has really been brought in yet emotionally.

Xeph really turned out different from what I initially had. He was going to be a little more level headed and cool, but he turned out more stressed and paranoid whenever Lai is around.
((Can I also blame you for changing my style from past tense to present tense? ))

It sends a sharp electric shock up his arm and he visibly tensed, shoulders raised and hands clenched into fists. He grits his teeth and turns to face the man. All his senses on fire and his entire body on high alert. The touch shouldn't have made him react like that, especially not one that was just a touch. People have touched his arm and shoulder before. And those who could, though there were very few people that were able to, sneak up on him from behind and tap him square on the shoulders hadn't made him react like he was about to find some great beast right behind him.

And it takes a moment for the angel's words to fully reach him and even longer for him to process it over the roaring in his ears. It overwhelms his senses for a good minute. The world flashes white and he feels that urge inside of him lift it's head up from it's heavy slumber and he hurries to soothe it before it can fully awaken from it's slumber before he focuses fully on the man stood before him and his seemingly sincere words.

There is the misconception, that demons are gifted with the gab; able to twist the truth and manipulate their words into an unrecognizable mess of double meanings, puns and ominous foreshadowing. And if they can't, then they're excellent liars as well. While, angels are supposedly cursed with the inability to tell a single lie be it harmless or not. He doesn't know exactly how the mortals were able to come up with such a classification of liars and honest good doers, but it's not completely untrue. It was much more like how if one chose to be an architect, they would have to learn to be practical and artistic. It wasn't an inborn trait, but it came with the trade. And after all that being said, angels usually were more honest, but they also had the habit of sounding more sincere than they actually were.

Something to do with their aura or just the entire image of justice and righteousness associated with them that made it so easy for people to be taken in by their warm assurances and promises. And Xephos wanted to believe him, let himself put faith in that goody goody image of the angel, yet he knows better than to trust so easily.

He doubts it honestly, even if he knows the angel is truthful about his love of children. He doesn't believe that the angel has come all this way here just to hear him give some sort of confession even if he can follow what rules have been preset for him. He doesn't trust that the angel is here on his own time, though if he is, then chances are that it would not be for too long. He would just have to wait it out. It's not like he can kick him out without either one of them creating a scene.

He knows that he shouldn't care either as long the angel didn't cause any harm to the children, that life is a long ways away. He has no quarrel with either side not any involvement in any part of the war. And he doesn't want even a hint of it to spill over here.

"I am not in a guise." He blurts out a little too quickly in response, then collects himself and straightens. Letting out a silent breath of air before he continues, "Here, I am the one who manages this sanctuary. It is not a vacation home for you to come and go as you please. Keep up your own guise and stay as long as you think you can. The rules stand as before, and I stress very carefully, you refrain from showing yourself to the mortals."

His gaze narrows and his mouth was sets itself in a thin line as he seemed to contemplate what he wishes to say next, "These people here don't need anymore trouble added onto their lives." He adds on with a dead panned tone before he turns on his heel and strides back towards the church.

Javier comes up running into Laisander's arms soon after, squealing with laughter as several other children try to maneuver around the man to catch him. He dodges them, trying to stick close to the man and avoid their reaching arms. This goes on for several more rounds of 'catch' before one of the older children appears and tries to usher them inside for lunch. Tries to

"Can we have lunch outside today? Like a picnic?" One child cries out and is immediately followed by several more pleading cries and wide eyed stares.

"Did you all not have a picnic a few weeks ago?"

A chorus of 'no's follow and the elder child sighs and punches the bridge of her nose.

"Alright, alright, only if Father Xephos allows it." A series of cheers and then more worried looks. The eldest usually went along to ask and in this case, they didn't have an elder, but child minds then to be quick in coming up with solutions, even more so in manipulating the feeble adult mind with a weapon known as child like cuteness. Laisander's was left defenseless an helpless against such a fearsome thing.
Haha, I'll be honest then as well. Quality is definitely something I strive to have even if I doubt myself a lot, don't worry too much about me worrying. It's like an inferiority complex, a whole mess of issues I suppose. I'll try to post soon. :3
Haha, that may be an issue cause I just have to match my partner's length at most times :p but don't worry I can be very monology too, I just build it up for all one moment XD
Aw everyone is busy aren't they?
Really, paying then to watch people eat. He doubted sincerely that they would discern any serious sort of new study from that, though they would have to watch their digestion to see if the food was suitable for them. It should provide adequate nutrients, but if one of them had to follow some special dietary plan then there could be some problems. Particularly he worried about how his experiments'....extra appendage would affect his normal working system. The x-Ray was...having a little trouble developing.

Standing by the observation deck, he sighed as he over looked the pristine cafeteria
This wasn't his friend, he didn't know this creature with it's harsh voice and rash words, but he really wasn't sure what to do so he just stood still until the creature's words grazed his ears and he lifted his head up to stare at it. Eyes wide with uncertainty, he didn't seem to grasp it's words. Staring blankly at him.

His throat felt dry and swollen all of a sudden when he tried to speak to dispel the creature's strange bindings over him. So instead he just stared until the creature turns away and he shuffled closer, stopping whenever eyes were fixed on him.
You've peaked my interest. What sort of level are you looking to rp at?
It's alright. I feel bad cause sometimes its' not just life, but having that sort of 'writer's block' or just that feeling of not wanting to do anything.
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