Post by Cakemon-kun on Jun 21, 2007 17:27:08 GMT -5
Kamon entered the Danger Room again after leaving. He had been listening to Rammstein for the past few hours, and that cheered him up sufficiently to re-enter the gym. He was fully in costume, and was hoping to at least hear some good music while hanging around. He sat down at a table with some people, who immediately left after ogling his costume, and waited there. The music was all classical, so it couldn't have been that great, but it certainly was relaxing. Kamon leaned back in his chair.
As Oshaya scanned the room, her heart skipped a beat as her eys landed upon Kamon..Kamon! Yes! He was there afterall. She was estatic, and had become weary of hiding her emotions, and if she was going to be excited about seeing him, she was going ot show it. A smile played on her featurs as she walked over to the table he sat at. She stood infront of it, peering down at him. "Hey there!" She said of the band's loud music.
"Nice ta see you here!" She meant it too.
Kamon leaned back forwards until he sat straight up, and his eyes widened, invisible below his mask. She was here. He had come back, and was glad for it. kamon's stomach hurt, but he didn't really care at the moment. It was a good kind of hurt. "Greetings, Ms. Satan." he said. "Feel free to take a seat."
Oshaya smiled. He was so nonchalant! She loved that about him. Whether he was nervous, excited, whatever, he didn't let it show. Oshaya began to think...If we had a relatinship, sometimes, that'd be comforting...If we were in a tough situation, but then again... She shook her head, taking a seat beside him. He was looking 'spiffy' as they'd say in the olden days. "So, hows going?" Oshaya asked, gazing at Kamon.
"Getting better." he said. Damn, that didn't come out right. "There was nothing to do here earlier, so I left and listened to some music. Now I'm back, and now you're here, and there is no Maeve in sight." Kamon just looked at her. Her hair was black, but was reflectin purple/pink in the occasional lights that danced around the room. "Well...I'm thirsty. Would you like a drink?" he asked. The movie is my only source of information, but if I conformed to it, I would be acting oddly. So I must improvise occasionally, Kamon thought.
Oshaya nodded, taking in what he said, "That's good." He asked if she wanted something to drink, "Yeah, that'd be nice..I'm parched." She had noticably (To her anyway) gripped her pitch fork tighter when she neared Kamon. He's soo cute!! Erm..What is this? A crush? Maybe...
"Alright then, let's see what they have." said Kamon, leading the way to the drink table, finding the crowd easily seperated when he neared. When Kamon and Oshaya got to the table, Kamon asked her "Did I wear the wrong costume for this kind of occasion?" He took a glass of punch.
Oshaya followed Kamon, eyeing all of the creatively dressed people. Haha, those girls were cute, but of course, being Oshaya, she just knew she was the cutest of them all. When they arrived at the table, she picked up a glass of punch, sipping at it. Then, she shook her head no, "Of course not!" She hooked her arm with his own, "You could be like my knight in shining armour!" She laughed, sipping more of the fruity punch.
Kamon felt odd. "Knight?" he said. "Knights are mere embodiements of my will." he said dramatically. He took a drink of his punch. It was tantalizing. He kept encountering more and more delicious meals since coming off the streets and going to Cassis. He took another swig. "So...how's life?" he asked.
Oshaya smirked, looking over at Kamon as he took another swig of his punch. "So..How's life?". Oshaya looked down at the punch cup, thinking. Well, we're in a battle that eveyone seems to underestimate us. Everyone is ganging up on us. I think I'm starting to develop feelings for you. I haven't talked ot my parents since forever. I cannot read your emotions, because you dont show or speak them, and I still haven't gained the popularity that I am so used to, and worked hard to gain at my old school....
She looked back over to him..."It's good, I guess."
"I just hope I don't see Maeve around here." said Kamon. "I thought about it, and she seems to be the one who was silently convincing the others to go against us. She has the kind of aura where she can convince anyone of anything." Kamon took some more punch. "Doesn't it seem that way? For a second, I almost believed her."
Oshaya took a second, and thought about it. "Yeah, come to think about it, it surely does seem that way...It's just sad that they can't have a mind of thier own...Seems they would. but whatever...None of them matter right now," Oshaya smiled, leaning her head on Kamon's shoulder, "I'm not going to let thoughts of them spoil my night."
Kamon blushed his face off under his mask. That's it. You're way too socially immature. What, why? It feels funny... See, that's it! It's obvious that this is normal social interaction. Seriously? Well, duh! Otherwise Oshaya must like you! And we already discussed that. Yeah...Here, just react like it seems she would expect you to react. Alright, I will...
Kamon leaned his head over hers. "Yeah..."
Oshaya smiled, a tingling feeling forming in the pit of her stomach. AAh!! His head was on hers!! Wait, why was she going crazy? Just chillax! He doesn't know that I like him..Wait, I dont even know that i like him!! Well, I guess I do now...Perhaps he likes you? Well, there's only one way to find out. Oshaya didn't move her head at all, "Kamon, I...I think I like you." She sighed, a sigh of relief, but she wouldn't be fully releived until his answer came..Hopefully it'd be a mimic of her comment towards him, with a 'I like you too' added to it.
"Oshaya..." said Kamon. He sighed. His worries were gone. There was some way she could like him, otherwise he'd have woken up already.. He felt happy. But his stomach started hurting even more. But he ignored it. "From what I understand, the feeling is mutual." Damn. He probably could've said that better. But it was habit to be logical. And it was too late now.
Oshaya bit her lower lip, compressing a squeel of excitement. She could jump for joy, as she was so excited, and relieved as well. now, Oshaya didn't know what to do or say, but she was happy. She thought it out, but really, it wasn't that hard. "Well, I'm glad you feel the same way...That makes life a whole lot better when someone feels the way you do."
Hah, I'm right. Shut up..."I know..." he said. He breathed in deeply and then let it out. He was perfectly content like this. If his favorite metal band had come on the stage and started playing his favorite song, he would've left with Oshaya. No, that's a lie. I'd stay, but I wouldn't mosh, I'd stay with Oshaya. Still, that would be awesome if they did. I agree. Kamon moved his arm and placed it around Oshaya's shoulders. When he was purposelessly waiting for Rammstein to actually come on stage, the band started playing a slow song. Even he knew this was when couples danced. And he could tell because the crowd was slowly sorting themselves into couples and dancing. Kamon found out what he was supposed to do and breathed deeply. "So...shall we?"
Oshaya lifted her head. Arms still hooked with Kamon's, she led the way to the trash, taking one last sip of the punch, dropping the cup into the trash. She then nodded, "Sure, why not?" She led the way to the dance floor, leaving her pitch fork posted against a vacant spot on the wall. It blended in well with the wall flowers who were just too shy to dance.
Kamon followed Oshaya after electrifying the cup high through the air in an arc into the trash. Huh, it actually went in. Wasn't expecting that. Once they were far enough in on the dance floor, Kamon put his hands on Oshaya's hips. That seemed to be how it went.
Oshaya, thankful that Kamon was taller than her, wrapped her arms around his neck, swaying smoothly back and forth to the beat of the music. Despite just confessing her feelings for him, Oshaya was completely somfortable with dancing with Kamon, she wondered if it was the same for him.
Kamon complied in swaying in time with Oshaya. He never thought he'd get to this point. In fact, according to his previous logic, he would be in his room by now, seething at whatever. That idiot making too much noise down the hall, the guy shouting and laughing with his friends, completely oblivious to everyone else's existence...himself, maybe. But instead of that, he had a feeling he would be the noisy person down the hall. He wouldn't have been able to do it without Roxanna's help. It also went a little better than expected because Oshaya told Kamon first. Altogether, Kamon was happy, and though feeling a little awkward, didn't let it show. It must have been a sight to see, War dancing with Ms Satan.
As Kamon and oshaya swayed back and forth, Oshaya pulled Kamon closer, resting her head on his shoulder. It was nice to finally dance with someone who shared the same feelings as she did. Right now, popularity could wait, Oshaya was havin fun as is.
Kamon's logical side of his brain was thinking. I wonder why she likes me...Should I ask? No, that would be odd. What would I say if she asked me? There's a limit towards what I could say. 'You're good looking' and 'I just started to like you, for no apparent reason' would be all. That wouldn't satisfy my curiosity, I'd have to ask more questions, and I don't think she'd like that. But I'm so curious! Kamon rested his head on Oshaya's. He felt more comfortable that way, and it felt better. Kamon's emotional side could barely think. It was overwhelmed. I can't believe...What do...I think...but...I should...I...this is just too awesome...I...buh... Kamon smiled. He put his hands into more of a hug than just resting his hands on her hips.
"Oshaya..." he said after a moment. "I can't describe what's going on. Words fail to describe what I'm feeling." He breathed in and out deeply. "You are...see, I'm trying now, and it's not working. I cannot say any one word with real emotion in it, it is a mere attempt to describe you. Amazing. In every way I can imagine. I just..." he trailed off. He closed his eyes. "You're so undescribable."
As Oshaya scanned the room, her heart skipped a beat as her eys landed upon Kamon..Kamon! Yes! He was there afterall. She was estatic, and had become weary of hiding her emotions, and if she was going to be excited about seeing him, she was going ot show it. A smile played on her featurs as she walked over to the table he sat at. She stood infront of it, peering down at him. "Hey there!" She said of the band's loud music.
"Nice ta see you here!" She meant it too.
Kamon leaned back forwards until he sat straight up, and his eyes widened, invisible below his mask. She was here. He had come back, and was glad for it. kamon's stomach hurt, but he didn't really care at the moment. It was a good kind of hurt. "Greetings, Ms. Satan." he said. "Feel free to take a seat."
Oshaya smiled. He was so nonchalant! She loved that about him. Whether he was nervous, excited, whatever, he didn't let it show. Oshaya began to think...If we had a relatinship, sometimes, that'd be comforting...If we were in a tough situation, but then again... She shook her head, taking a seat beside him. He was looking 'spiffy' as they'd say in the olden days. "So, hows going?" Oshaya asked, gazing at Kamon.
"Getting better." he said. Damn, that didn't come out right. "There was nothing to do here earlier, so I left and listened to some music. Now I'm back, and now you're here, and there is no Maeve in sight." Kamon just looked at her. Her hair was black, but was reflectin purple/pink in the occasional lights that danced around the room. "Well...I'm thirsty. Would you like a drink?" he asked. The movie is my only source of information, but if I conformed to it, I would be acting oddly. So I must improvise occasionally, Kamon thought.
Oshaya nodded, taking in what he said, "That's good." He asked if she wanted something to drink, "Yeah, that'd be nice..I'm parched." She had noticably (To her anyway) gripped her pitch fork tighter when she neared Kamon. He's soo cute!! Erm..What is this? A crush? Maybe...
"Alright then, let's see what they have." said Kamon, leading the way to the drink table, finding the crowd easily seperated when he neared. When Kamon and Oshaya got to the table, Kamon asked her "Did I wear the wrong costume for this kind of occasion?" He took a glass of punch.
Oshaya followed Kamon, eyeing all of the creatively dressed people. Haha, those girls were cute, but of course, being Oshaya, she just knew she was the cutest of them all. When they arrived at the table, she picked up a glass of punch, sipping at it. Then, she shook her head no, "Of course not!" She hooked her arm with his own, "You could be like my knight in shining armour!" She laughed, sipping more of the fruity punch.
Kamon felt odd. "Knight?" he said. "Knights are mere embodiements of my will." he said dramatically. He took a drink of his punch. It was tantalizing. He kept encountering more and more delicious meals since coming off the streets and going to Cassis. He took another swig. "So...how's life?" he asked.
Oshaya smirked, looking over at Kamon as he took another swig of his punch. "So..How's life?". Oshaya looked down at the punch cup, thinking. Well, we're in a battle that eveyone seems to underestimate us. Everyone is ganging up on us. I think I'm starting to develop feelings for you. I haven't talked ot my parents since forever. I cannot read your emotions, because you dont show or speak them, and I still haven't gained the popularity that I am so used to, and worked hard to gain at my old school....
She looked back over to him..."It's good, I guess."
"I just hope I don't see Maeve around here." said Kamon. "I thought about it, and she seems to be the one who was silently convincing the others to go against us. She has the kind of aura where she can convince anyone of anything." Kamon took some more punch. "Doesn't it seem that way? For a second, I almost believed her."
Oshaya took a second, and thought about it. "Yeah, come to think about it, it surely does seem that way...It's just sad that they can't have a mind of thier own...Seems they would. but whatever...None of them matter right now," Oshaya smiled, leaning her head on Kamon's shoulder, "I'm not going to let thoughts of them spoil my night."
Kamon blushed his face off under his mask. That's it. You're way too socially immature. What, why? It feels funny... See, that's it! It's obvious that this is normal social interaction. Seriously? Well, duh! Otherwise Oshaya must like you! And we already discussed that. Yeah...Here, just react like it seems she would expect you to react. Alright, I will...
Kamon leaned his head over hers. "Yeah..."
Oshaya smiled, a tingling feeling forming in the pit of her stomach. AAh!! His head was on hers!! Wait, why was she going crazy? Just chillax! He doesn't know that I like him..Wait, I dont even know that i like him!! Well, I guess I do now...Perhaps he likes you? Well, there's only one way to find out. Oshaya didn't move her head at all, "Kamon, I...I think I like you." She sighed, a sigh of relief, but she wouldn't be fully releived until his answer came..Hopefully it'd be a mimic of her comment towards him, with a 'I like you too' added to it.
"Oshaya..." said Kamon. He sighed. His worries were gone. There was some way she could like him, otherwise he'd have woken up already.. He felt happy. But his stomach started hurting even more. But he ignored it. "From what I understand, the feeling is mutual." Damn. He probably could've said that better. But it was habit to be logical. And it was too late now.
Oshaya bit her lower lip, compressing a squeel of excitement. She could jump for joy, as she was so excited, and relieved as well. now, Oshaya didn't know what to do or say, but she was happy. She thought it out, but really, it wasn't that hard. "Well, I'm glad you feel the same way...That makes life a whole lot better when someone feels the way you do."
Hah, I'm right. Shut up..."I know..." he said. He breathed in deeply and then let it out. He was perfectly content like this. If his favorite metal band had come on the stage and started playing his favorite song, he would've left with Oshaya. No, that's a lie. I'd stay, but I wouldn't mosh, I'd stay with Oshaya. Still, that would be awesome if they did. I agree. Kamon moved his arm and placed it around Oshaya's shoulders. When he was purposelessly waiting for Rammstein to actually come on stage, the band started playing a slow song. Even he knew this was when couples danced. And he could tell because the crowd was slowly sorting themselves into couples and dancing. Kamon found out what he was supposed to do and breathed deeply. "So...shall we?"
Oshaya lifted her head. Arms still hooked with Kamon's, she led the way to the trash, taking one last sip of the punch, dropping the cup into the trash. She then nodded, "Sure, why not?" She led the way to the dance floor, leaving her pitch fork posted against a vacant spot on the wall. It blended in well with the wall flowers who were just too shy to dance.
Kamon followed Oshaya after electrifying the cup high through the air in an arc into the trash. Huh, it actually went in. Wasn't expecting that. Once they were far enough in on the dance floor, Kamon put his hands on Oshaya's hips. That seemed to be how it went.
Oshaya, thankful that Kamon was taller than her, wrapped her arms around his neck, swaying smoothly back and forth to the beat of the music. Despite just confessing her feelings for him, Oshaya was completely somfortable with dancing with Kamon, she wondered if it was the same for him.
Kamon complied in swaying in time with Oshaya. He never thought he'd get to this point. In fact, according to his previous logic, he would be in his room by now, seething at whatever. That idiot making too much noise down the hall, the guy shouting and laughing with his friends, completely oblivious to everyone else's existence...himself, maybe. But instead of that, he had a feeling he would be the noisy person down the hall. He wouldn't have been able to do it without Roxanna's help. It also went a little better than expected because Oshaya told Kamon first. Altogether, Kamon was happy, and though feeling a little awkward, didn't let it show. It must have been a sight to see, War dancing with Ms Satan.
As Kamon and oshaya swayed back and forth, Oshaya pulled Kamon closer, resting her head on his shoulder. It was nice to finally dance with someone who shared the same feelings as she did. Right now, popularity could wait, Oshaya was havin fun as is.
Kamon's logical side of his brain was thinking. I wonder why she likes me...Should I ask? No, that would be odd. What would I say if she asked me? There's a limit towards what I could say. 'You're good looking' and 'I just started to like you, for no apparent reason' would be all. That wouldn't satisfy my curiosity, I'd have to ask more questions, and I don't think she'd like that. But I'm so curious! Kamon rested his head on Oshaya's. He felt more comfortable that way, and it felt better. Kamon's emotional side could barely think. It was overwhelmed. I can't believe...What do...I think...but...I should...I...this is just too awesome...I...buh... Kamon smiled. He put his hands into more of a hug than just resting his hands on her hips.
"Oshaya..." he said after a moment. "I can't describe what's going on. Words fail to describe what I'm feeling." He breathed in and out deeply. "You are...see, I'm trying now, and it's not working. I cannot say any one word with real emotion in it, it is a mere attempt to describe you. Amazing. In every way I can imagine. I just..." he trailed off. He closed his eyes. "You're so undescribable."