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Post by Fubuki ☆ Phoenix on Jun 20, 2007 10:52:23 GMT -5
"This place is so silent." a girl murmered to herself, stepping over a dead log and down the small moss covered hill that lay protected in the forest.
The girl wore a short black skirt, with a matching black tank top. Covering from her feet to her knee were black boots, and a black mask decorated her smooth face. Brown hair flared around the newly 19 year olds face, as her oppisite colored eyes scanned over the shadowed areas of the forest. Sure the Masquerade was over and she had only gotten to enter then exit, but the girl had a reason for keeping the mask.
/Well Yuna your back and looking for action. Finally all that studying and training has payed off.\ A smirk traced over her lips as she wrapped a hand around a tree, and pulled her self around walking off towards another tree. Yuna spread her arms out and twirled her skirt sweeping up around her thighs only to fall back down as she stopped, she stared around the forest, wondering if any of the student ventured this far into the woods.
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Post by Seaheart on Jun 20, 2007 11:39:06 GMT -5
Seaheart walked through the woods, having left the ball. He had had an.....interesting time. And Chaos had broken through. Well, he'd have to deal with it. He jumped over logs. He had come with Dementia, and now that he left, he had come with her. He was hoping he might be able to just...talk with her. He was pretty sure Fleta would come in and ruin the fun like the police if they went to Dementia's room. He also needed to decide where he put the cameras in Arkady's room...he'd need blueprints so some intruding would be in order....
Arkady, the guy Demetnia saw as an older version of Driuz, her former freaking person she loved. Well, he couldn't blame her for likign him, as seeig it as another chance, but she had been draiend of everythign from his mere freaking touch! That's what made him snap quietly in his head, unleashing Chaos. He wondered how he'd react if he saw Yuna....
Too late. He saw her, but he had to keep it cool, act like nothing. He looked back and called "Come on Dementia! We can sit by the lake!"
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Post by Fubuki ☆ Phoenix on Jun 20, 2007 11:47:25 GMT -5
Yuna turned back to the sound of a familar voice, "Seaheart?" She whispered to herself, seeing a figure about 45 feet away. Closing her eyes and pushing everything out of her mind, Yuna focused on the area a few feet away from Seaheart. A cold sensation dripping down her body, Yuna opened her eyes finding herself between Seaheart and the lake. A hand reached up to her mask, and pulled it away, "Its been awhile Seaheart." Yuna said, a curious smile on her lips. "Infact its been too long." Yuna paused and looked him over, then glanced back at Demetnia returning her gaze upon Seaheart, "You look good."
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Post by Seaheart on Jun 20, 2007 11:59:40 GMT -5
Seaheart heard Yuna say something. He epected it so be like who are you, or I'm lost. No...she knew him. He turned slowly, looking at her. What was he to say? Oh, Hey Yuna. Yeah, it has been too long. Yeah, I got a new girlfriend. When did we get together? Hmmm.....first day we met. Yeah, probaly what you wanted but that's life. Hey, we got more intimate than we ever had the chance too but yeah, other than that, alot of other crap has happened to me, I wa a mute, but she turned that around. Definitely accomplished more than you ever did. So how's everyone at HCIG?
Definitely not tell her that. Best to work it out as he went along, like always. "Uh..yeah." He realized he was still wearing a skull as a mask. Just the top half of a skull, but it was real, and he rather not explained to her where he got a real human skull, and who he had killed. "Yeah....so did you have a date?" He said trying to sound calm, and did it pretty well.
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Post by Fubuki ☆ Phoenix on Jun 20, 2007 12:11:31 GMT -5
Yuna sensed that Seaheart was thinking something over in his mind, and a smirk came to her lips as she crossed her arms leaning to one side. "Did I have a date? No. I just got back from China, so I didnt really have time to snag a date. But I take you have one, how cute so let me guess, Ven's ex and your getting back him with her?" Yuna raised a brow and stared right into Seaheart, "I'd reccomend not just dumping her with a memory loss and pretending she never existed, because its not that fun."
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Post by Seaheart on Jun 20, 2007 12:17:34 GMT -5
He looked at her, almost wanting to growl. "It wasn't that simple. You can't comprehend having to be strong, having to watch you just....lose to a beast of the shadows, something I have, and then not being able to do anything. You deserve better and perhaps it was for the better......but you know, it hasn't really been a good time for me either.I mean, it actually never is a good time, but you get the picture.
You know, going from a therapy patient for a girl who wants to figure me out, to a mute, a a boy who is witnessing a massacre, to a guy who has some...strange girlfriend who also has a pretty whacked up past. Alot more, but I'd rather not go into details." He said sullenly, not really caring whether she cared or not. He figured she would come up with some snide remark anyway.
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Post by Fubuki ☆ Phoenix on Jun 20, 2007 12:29:41 GMT -5
"Well I'm sorry its been so hard on you." She said it with sincer, "So you got a new girlfriend and the plot to your life just keeps twisting. Well, I'm sorry if my return is about to ruin your life." Yuna dropped her gaze to the ground and she tossed her mask down by his feet and turned around, walking off but not before shouting back to him, "Go on with your life Seaheart, but dont you dare forget who was your first lover." Yuna closed her eyes and cleared out her thoughts, telaporting several feet ahead, walking towards the bank of the lake. "Do not worry my lady, I will never reveal it. I will never hint it off....I will stay strong and let it come to me, or struggle to find a new."
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Post by Deon on Jun 21, 2007 13:42:21 GMT -5
Dementia merely complied with Seaheart's motions, his calls for her to quicken her pace. Her fingers lightly rested on the crook of his elbow, holding onto his arm with the feeling of using a tool for balance and direction, but the grip that hinted at an emotion much deeper that he could definitely feel. She didn't ask any questions about what he was doing, where he was taking her, because his exact purpose didn't matter much. Besides, she trusted him more than she she trusted anyone, including herself. She treaded lightly, carefully through the forest with a dancer's springy step, one hand daintily holding up her long, flowing skirt to keep it away from the brambles and foliage on the forest floor. Her eyes had long since adjusted to the darkness, and it was getting easier to avoid obstacles, especially with Seaheart as her guide. The entire night had felt almost unreal, as if she was in some kind of strange fantasy world where nothing was constant or could be counted on to exist past the time of perception, if it even existed at all. Perhaps that was why she only felt a dim sense of surprise as a voice greeted Seaheart. No cynical, sarcastic, smarting replies left her lips as she paused and stared without interest at the figure before them. She was illuminated only slightly in the light that filtered down through the trees, as Dementia herself was. The moon's light seemed to drain everything of all color, giving everything a pale, unearthly, deathly look. Her skin and outfit still shimmered, even more so in this light than in the candles of the danger room, and she truly did look like some kind of heavenly being. Perhaps heavenly wasn't exactly the right term. Dementia couldn't be described as something with such positive connotations. A deathly, unreal beauty, perhaps?
She gazed with appraising eyes at Yuna's form while she and Seaheart spoke. Her fingers tightened slightly on his arm, wrinkling his tuxedo, in a reflexive reaction. However, reflexive not because she felt a jealousy of any kind, or that she would lose him to her, but rather in the mindset of holding herself back from doing something he would not like for her to do. Then, suddenly, she let her fingers loosen and finally fall off of his arm, treading softly over to the nearby lake. The waters offered a strange reflection of the moon's colorless light, casting moving shadows across her body to make it look like she was the one underwater, and the lake was a door to the open, distorted sky above. She could see her reflection in the pale waters, warped by slight ripples that the wind caused on its surface. She was still wearing her mask, though it offered little protection against the blank question mark that she wore on her features.
"Well, well, well. Perhaps the both of us are receiving bad omens," she said aloud, not really directed to anyone, remembering the words Seaheart had spoken that troubled her so. Her cold eyes turned on Yuna, fixing her image in her memory. "First loves aren't easy to forget. That's how the past goes. Of course, the past is the past, and the present is something entirely different. You've been left behind. There's no going back. Believe me, I know about images of the past." Yuna was approaching her now, and her eyes still gazed at her with a blank disinterest.
"Besides, it seems like I have imprinted more on his life than you have, as he has on mine in return. I don't think you're about to ruin anyone's life but your own. Accepting it is the first step towards recovery from denial."
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Post by Fubuki ☆ Phoenix on Jun 21, 2007 16:01:01 GMT -5
(The following is mature, so if you dont get the comments shes saying, then dont ask me to explain. Just know its an insult.)
Yuna was away from Seaheart and the girl but her words carried into Yuna's ears. Stopping in mid walk, Yuna cleared her mind once more and telaported back right infront of Dementia, "Your mistaken dear, my life was already ruined once and I'm not about to let it happen again." Yuna stared coldly at Dementia, "So you think you've made a big imprint on Seaheart have you? So what, you two practically had sex? Excuse me then for not being a skank when Seaheart and I first met, but I thought loved was defined as caring for another person so much that the amount of sexual pleasure doesnt count." She blinked once with her pause and continued, "Congradulations, so you got a step closer to getting into his pants. Lovely, I'm sure you'll have fun, just know Seaheart's more the type for having things done quick, so dont forget to swallow and wipe your mouth off." Raising a brow slightly, Yuna turned back around and strutted off, not once looking at Seheart.
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Post by Seaheart on Jun 22, 2007 12:38:09 GMT -5
Seaheart watched as Yuna started to walk away. He never stopped loving her and she knew that. Dementia knew that! Yet here she was, acting as if he forgot about her. He wanted to say somethign to her again, but Dementia intervened. She was right...about the bad omens....well, perhaps he had been wrong. Maybe love was putting them to the test. He swore if he ever saw Cupid, he'd kill the poor thing. He then watched as Dementia wnet up to Yuna, and insulted her. OK, he couldn't tell if she was insulting her, or just telling Yuna what she thought. It was hard to tell with her....
But absolutely no problem telling what Yuna was trying to say! But she knew nothing. They both cared for eachother, maybe not the same amounbt he cared for Yuna, but they hadn't known eachother as long as he and Yuna did. Oh yeah, sharing your pasts with eachother, telling some weaknesses, sharing alot with eachother. So not caring. He walked up to them hoping to stop the fight, but Yuna was already leaving. He thought it might be good to call her back, but with Dementia here, it would probaly be good to talk to her in private. "Come on Dementia....we better just go sit down and talk." He said as he practically dragged her away toward the lake.
He then made a metal bench with his powers, and sat both of them down. "Dementia.....listen, if I get the chance, I'll talk to her in private. I know I still love her, and I probaly always will, no matter who else comes into my life, but I'll do my best not to let that get in the way of us....OK? Just like you'll always look at Arkady like Driusz, I'll never be able to help but look at Yuna the way I saw her when I kissed her. I hope you can understan." He said removing the half skull from his face.
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Post by Deon on Jun 22, 2007 13:11:10 GMT -5
"You truly are ignorant. You're making assumptions on something you know nothing about. Our private lives are not for your to judge, the same as our emotions. You have no idea how much I care for him or he for me in return, or about any time that we have shared." Dementia was disgusted at how she assumed only that her intentions were less than admirable, that all she was was a siren looking to sate her undying lust whose sole purpose was to pull Seaheart away from Yuna.
"The person who you make love to is a reflection of yourself, and yielding to such desires to someone whom you really love is the ultimate expression of your own love for life, for letting yourself have what you desire the most, the pure feeling of mutual love and ecstasy through the ultimate expression of how much the other matters to you. What, is it against your nature to feel joy with the one that you care about? Of course, it seems like all you know is lust, though you seem too bitter about my relationship with Seaheart to have really been intimate with him." Dementia didn't care if Yuna was walking away. She knew that she would hear her no matter what, and that her ears were intensely attuned to her words as well as Seaheart's.
Dementia's vaguely felt Seaheart's tight grip on her thin arm as he yanked her down to the bench that he created. His words brought her sharply back to reality, however unreal it may seem.
"You were the one who warned that our love would always be tempted. It seems that our pasts don't want us to be together." As he removed the skull from his face, she reached up to brush her thumb across his cheekbone, just underneath his eyes, then letting her fingers drop to his lips. "But you also said that we can't live in the past. I'm trying so hard to loosen Dariusz's grip on me. It's your turn now. I want you to tell me right now, the truth. Do you really love me?"
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Post by Seaheart on Jun 22, 2007 13:30:56 GMT -5
He heard her question, and she already knew the answer. "I don't love you....yet. Love takes time my dear, and we must face obstacles. I don't know....if I love you..." He didn't know what he'd do if he loved her because so many things would have to take place, fate would have to twist uncertainties away and dramatic changes would have to be made.
"It's gonna take time, OK? But I won't be able to be comfortable around you or Yuna until I've talked to her. Alone. No distractions...I'll...I'll wait till she's in her room. Then I can set things straigth with her, OK? Can you just trust me enough to have that time alone and make sure no formal connections will be established?" He was asking this, but he worried if he'd be able to not connect with her himself. He would just have to wait and see. He wished he could be fighting, killing, or be on a mission right now. Anything but this.
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Post by Fubuki ☆ Phoenix on Jun 22, 2007 13:40:58 GMT -5
Yuna ignored her words by waving them off carelessly, "Whatever." She muttered, go down to the lake and sitting on the shore. Crossing her legs, Yuna closed her eyes and began to clear her mind. /Push all thoughts away. Be calm. Be still.\ Yuna let all emotions drop from her body, and she felt the cold sensation once again drip over her body. Reopening her eyes, Yuna stood up. She was in her room, lieing down on the bed, Yuna closed her eyes and remember her time with the elder lady.
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Post by Deon on Jun 22, 2007 13:57:19 GMT -5
Dementia watched Seaheart's eyes as he confessed to her what was going through his mind. Her fingers dropped from his lips and found his hands. She placed hers on top and underneath his, holding them in between.
"Okay. I understand how you feel." Her eyes were earnest, open, and empty as she leaned in closer to him, holding his hands tightly as if in this way she could make sure he wouldn't leave her. "Will you brave those obstacles, and take that time to wait for me? Or are you just going to dump me for your past, something that I have been resisting for so long for you? Weren't you the one who told me that I couldn't live in the past, that I had to accept it happened and move on?" She folded his hands and placed them in his lap as she let hers slide around his neck. She lightly kissed his lips, gently, almost as if the touch would cause him to break into thousands of pieces.
"No. I can't trust you to be alone with her, the same as you can't trust me to be alone with Arkady. But I'll let you have your way, though not entirely. I'm going to be listening in to make sure nothing happens that could jeopardize my relationship with you. I'm not letting you succumb to her, because it would hurt me too much. You can talk to her. You can set her straight. Please don't betray me, when I've worked so hard not to betray you. I don't think you realize fully how hard it has been. Well, now you can."
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Post by Seaheart on Jun 23, 2007 16:08:40 GMT -5
He looked at her. listening, somehow annoyed. He knew he couldn't live in the past, but when it was yelling at you, you had to confront it. He looked at her, exasperated. "No. You cannot listen or watch. There are things I don't want you to hear, things you shouldn't hear, and things you aren't ready to hear. So....while your right about us not being be able to be trusted with our....former flames?
We still must just go with it. I....I won't go back with her. I'll stay with you." He said wholefully, but still not giving too much away that he may still do something out of instinct, or his love that he still had for her. It wouldn;t be enough to make him come back, but still, anything could happen. "Listen, I know about the past...I....my scars remind me that the past is real!" He snapped, just angry that she just acted as if he had no idea about living in the past. "All our scars remind us the past is real." He said more quietly this time. "Don't....don't mention that I don't know about the past. Now...I'm going."
He sai getting up, frustrated by the sudden developements. His old love had returned when he was just getting to love his new girlfriend, hte past was coming to haunt him...everything was going amiss. As usual. Well, now just to find Ven, and it'd be the same shit that had been going on in HCIG. Wonderful.
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