You have just entered room "Angelique
Sanctuary."
CIaviss has entered the room.
ZepheI has entered the room.
SeiIan: (( >) ))
SeiIan: (( ::push:: Zephel, we
would like you to pose. ))
ZepheI: ( T_T OMG )
ZepheI: (WHAT >:O )
CIaviss: (^_^)
ZepheI: ( rrrraaaaaalfkj alkfj )
ZepheI: ( Clavis I hate you, too. )
SeiIan: (( We need to know where
you are. :)
ZepheI: ( >{ It can be anywhere? )
SeiIan: (( In the sanctuary where
they all have to freakin' live. ))
ZepheI: ( T_T God. Fine. )
ZepheI: ( ::writes.:: >{ )
ZepheI: ( Or now i will now that i am no
longer distracted. ::writefast.:: )
ZepheI: Zephel's eyes were just a little
more red than they usually were--and it
wasn't just the colour of his eyes, but
the white part too. That was why he
was wearing a pair of goggles, even
while he read in his room. Since he'd
seen
ZepheI: Sei Lan, he'd taken a bath and
removed all traces of blood from his
hair. He dressed himself in a loose
fitting tanktop and an especially loose
fitting pair of shorts. There were
half-finished mechanical things
scattered about
ZepheI: his room, but the thing that
seemed to be most important was
sitting next to him on his bed: a little
mechanical cat. He was reading to try
to figure out how to fix it. He's not mad
about Sei Lan at all, no.
ZepheI: That's why he has a nastier frown
than usual.
CIaviss: (I go next?)
SeiIan: (( I can! ::volunteer:: ))
CIaviss: (k!)
ZepheI: ( e_e )
SeiIan: (( Me first pleasssssssse
::moo:: ))
SeiIan: Knockknock.
ZepheI: "Go away!"
SeiIan: Sei Lan, pretty in blue and
wearing a lovely long red cape
that trailed on the floor,
KNOCKED LOUDER.
SeiIan: KNOCK KNOCK.
ZepheI: "I SAID GO AWAY!"
ZepheI: Zephel, who had no temper
problems in the slightest, slammed his
book shut and glared at the door.
ZepheI: No, he wasn't mad at ALL.
SeiIan: Sei Lan covered his mouth
with a hand and whispered to
the black cloud following him,
"You can break the lock, right?"
CIaviss: "I guess I can." Clavis said very
solemnly behind Sei Lan, stepping up and
past him to at least try to give a..hm...more
calm sort of knocking. "...Zephel." He spoke
CIaviss: loud enough to be heard muffled on
the other side.
SeiIan: 9_9 Fine. Sei Lan folded
his arms over his chest and
moved to the side, the cape
dragging away from the door as
he walked away.
ZepheI: The air of gloom Clavis seemed
to bring wherever he went wasn't ...
really hard to miss. Neither was his
voice. Zephel blinked beneath his
goggles once, looked a little surprised,
and then resumed frown. "Yeah, it's
open."
ZepheI: What does -Clavis- want?
CIaviss: Well you'll see. Clavis reached out to
the handle and opened the door so that his
dark-clad form could slip past and enter. To
stand, solemnly as always, near it and stare
Zephel down from where he was. "...I
CIaviss: want to speak to you about
something. Come, please." A slender hand
lifted, motioning him closer.
SeiIan: Out in the hall, Sei Lan
curled one of his hands and
inspected his nails, one brow
up. Siiigh. Hurry up and do
your gloomy thing already.
ZepheI: Zephel was nothing but quick to
make assumptions when he fixed his
goggle-eyed stare on Clavis. "About
Sei Lan, right?" he asked. Shut up,
Sei Lan! He wasn't moving yet.
SeiIan: >/ I hate asking other
people for help.
CIaviss: "About something." Clavis wasnt
going to give anything away until Zephel
stood up and came over as directed. Of
course, as usual, he was nothing special to
behold or watch out for... Just standing.
ZepheI: Clavis was higher in position than
Zephel was, and while Zephel didn't
give his respect in the same manner
that other Guardians gave their respect
to those in higher position, he was a
little bit wary of Clavis. "Whatever," he
said
ZepheI: while he swung himself over the
edge of the bed and stood up, wincing
just a little bit. "I don't care what he told
you; he struck first." He'll come, he'll
come.
ZepheI: Zephel stepped over bits and
pieces of metal and tools to reach
Clavis.
CIaviss: Clavis still stood in the doorway with
half of the frown. One arm was by his side--
the other was behind his back. Nothing too
suspicious of the dark man. When Zephel
got close~ Clavis peered down with a
CIaviss: narrowing of eyes. "I just wanted to
say.. sorry."
CIaviss: The other hand moved--
CIaviss: came from behind his back, and
raised something round, large and heavy.
ZepheI: ..............
CIaviss: CLONK.
ZepheI: XO
ZepheI: Omg he hit me with his gothball!
CIaviss: Right down on the top of Zephel's
white head.
CIaviss: u_u
SeiIan: :D Sei Lan, standing out in
the hall with a hand against his
ear, listened hard and then
called out, "Did you get him?"
CIaviss: "He's out cold."
ZepheI: Thud.
SeiIan: Sei Lan went 'heehee' and
swooped into the room with his
great big red cape floofing
around himself dramatically.
Once inside, he leaned down to
look at the dead mechanic,
hands on his knees.
SeiIan: ....then he looked up at
Clavis.
SeiIan: "Nice job."
SeiIan: "You've still got it."
ZepheI: >:O OMG.
ZepheI: You stupid jerks!
ZepheI: Or in the words of the people in
the RO world: YOU FRAEKING
JERKS!!!!!
CIaviss: Clavis half smirked a little- and
shrugged a shoulder. "Thank you, I think.
Get his feet?" Clavis spoke softly, and
tucked the crystal ball--somewhere.
Probably a crystal
CIaviss: ball holder or something on the inside
of his sleeve. And then stooped, to take hold
of a limp Zephel's hands.
ZepheI: A special crystal ball holder
made specially for Clavis to carry
around in his sleeves?
ZepheI: Does he have one for his cards,
too?
CIaviss: Of course.
SeiIan: "All right." Sei Lan reached
down to grab Zephel's grubby
little feet. One of his hands
was wrapped neatly in a gauze
bandage thanks for
teengothpyre here. "It's just
down the hall."
ZepheI: They're CLEAN, thanks.
ZepheI: I bet they're going to drop me in
Oscar's room. I bet.
SeiIan: Why do you think we would
do bad things?
CIaviss: "Alright- lets go." Once Zephel was
all grabbed up, and lifted-- Clavis led the
way backward out of the door and down
the hall. Heavy kid, what was he made
of--metal?
SeiIan: Clavis is good man with
happy feelings--all the time!
ZepheI: Because you probably lied to
Clavis. >:O
CIaviss: Clavis walked- slow enough, until
they reached another door...and kicked it
open with the back of his heel, to step in.
ZepheI: Look, this date rape stuff is going
too far.
SeiIan: Sei Lan made a face while
he carried his end of Zephel. "I
think he's 90% water. That'll
come in handy."
ZepheI: WAY too far.
CIaviss: "Do you think it'll bleed-?" Clavis
rose a slender brow, and dropped one of
Zephel's hands to reach up to something red
hanging on a hook and yank it down. One of
Oscar's capes.
SeiIan: "It should. I brought
another one just to make sure."
ZepheI: T_T .......
SeiIan: "Did you remember the
un-colour safe detergent?"
CIaviss: "Drag him the rest of the way, if you
can." Clavis dropped the other hand, and
Zeph's head went THUNK, so that he could
step away and open the top to the washer
and toss the red in. "I
CIaviss: have bleach but I dont think thats a
good idea."
ZepheI: This is albino abuse.
SeiIan: "That won't do the job
anyway." Sei Lan made a face
and backed the rest of the way
to the washing machine,
dragging the mutant along. He
frowned while he tugged,
because Zephel was so
goddamn fat.
SeiIan: "Why do you carry bleach?"
Sei Lan reached down and
yanked Zephel up by the waist,
hoisting him towards the
washer.
ZepheI: >:O Or maybe your sissy girly
arms are just to WEAK.
ZepheI: Sissy!
CIaviss: Clavis wouldnt answer that.
CIaviss: Clavis would let Sei Lan do the
shoving into the washer while he took a
scoop of detergent from the little box-- and
dump it in. Just one cup!
CIaviss: "Just in case." Was all he said.
ZepheI: >:O WTF
CIaviss: "Hurry before someone else comes
in."
SeiIan: "It's a good idea." The
instructer dumped Zephel into
the washer head first, and then
stuffed the legs in too.
ZepheI: I don't want red hair.
SeiIan: After that, he took off the
red cape HE was wearing and
crammed it in the washer next
to Zephel.
SeiIan: "Ok."
CIaviss: Clavis slammed down the top of the
lid, reached out- turning some knobs and
then shoving it in to start the washer filling
and hummmmmming. Well thats what you
get when you design something like this for
us, Zephel.
CIaviss: "Heavy cycle." Biipu. u_u
SeiIan: That'll teach you to do
community service.
SeiIan: Sei Lan hopped up on the
top of the washer and sat,
folding his arms.
SeiIan: 9_9
ZepheI: My next man eating machine is
going o be dedicated to chewing up
Clavis' gothcards.
SeiIan: "Ssssoooo....."
SeiIan: "....come here often?"
CIaviss: Clavis just...stood.
CIaviss: "Only when Im doing laundry."
SeiIan: "Me too."
SeiIan: ........
ZepheI: :{ Only when I'm getting washed.
SeiIan: The washing machine went
'washuwashuwashu.'
ZepheI: Thankfully, Zephel wasn't awake.
Clavis hits hard with his gothball.
ZepheI: Wasn't there the suffocation thing
to worry about, though?
CIaviss: He's gotten good at it.
CIaviss: Nah.
SeiIan: No.
CIaviss: You have gills or something.
SeiIan: This is a doujinshi.
ZepheI: Oh.
ZepheI: Oh good.
ZepheI: It defies logic, I see.
SeiIan: Everyone takes them more
seriously than the real series,
and yet physical laws don't
apply.
ZepheI: :{ Yeah.
SeiIan: ".... ....Let's just leave."
ZepheI: FRAEKING JERKS! >:O
CIaviss: "Alright. I have futures to tell
anyway."
CIaviss: Without another word, Clavis
turned-- and stepped away.
SeiIan: Sei Lan hopped down and
left.
SeiIan: Bye.
ZepheI: Washuwashuwashu.
SeiIan: Machine> Washu washu
washu.
