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Post by Daemon [Naryae] on Nov 3, 2007 19:50:46 GMT -5
I wasn't sure how to answer, and my eyes wandered down to the glass, pondering about my choices. There wasn't much left, but... What would she do if I said sure? Would she think me weird? She had suggested it first, so I guess...
I gripped the drink in one hand, swirling it around in indecision.
I gue-
I began, but as I looked back into her eyes an odd feeling sparked in my mind. I screwed up my face in confusion, feeling almost as if someone was trying to claw through my thoughts and feelings.
Wow, wow, no go!
Tanin's voice sounded far away.
.. huh?
Looks away, now! Pull back! Do something! I don't know if I can hold her of, Dae...
... erh, what?
Tanin's frustration overwhelmed me, making me dizzy. I pulled back to steady myself, leaning against the opposite wall as I continued to stair, transfixed, into Evylyn's eyes. Was this her doing?
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Post by Evylyn on Nov 3, 2007 20:13:13 GMT -5
As I continued to look into his eyes, I noticed that he was getting the feeling. I froze myself, glad that I wasn't holding the glass, because I surely would have dropped it if I was. I immediatley looked away, mumbling to myself.
Why why why?!?! God Evylyn...you just had to do it, and now he's going to be freaked and confused for the rest of the night. I angrily thought to myself, my mouth forming a straight line of disgust. I did get a slight read on his emotions, though I didn't hold his gaze long enough to get anything deeper. All that I felt was that he agreed to it, but I probably could have guessed that from his reply, which was stopped by stupid me and my powerful gaze.
I groaned to myself, looking at the bar's countertop at his reflection. That was now going to be my only way of knowing his reaction, because I bet that he would not dare to look at me now, like most people who usually get to gaze into my eyes. I have to admit that I was a bit afriad to see what happens once he recovers. The only good things about this strange encounter of the eyes is that it didn't last long, and I didn't bring up any memories; I only got what I wanted, which was to feel his emotions.
My head now drooping over and my eyes looking down, I sighed to myself, not sure of what to say. "I-I'm sorry..." I whispered, my voice cracking.
I'm weak. That's just what it is. I a m w e a k. I probably seemed like some stupid shy girl at the moment, and a guy like him probably prefers a girl that's more...evil? Wait...that's it!
OOC: Uh oh. o.o Evylyn's transformation will soon begin. xD
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Post by Mirage on Nov 4, 2007 14:02:44 GMT -5
Mirage sensed a difference in Daemon. She rushed to the bar and jumped over the counter. Daemon leaned against the wall, staring at the strange woman who was now apologizing for some action or other. He seemed as if in a trance. "Daemon, Daemon!" I shouted in an attempt to get him to say something. "I need to talk to you about something really important. Daemon, are you even listening to me?" she asked, her face mere inches from Daemon's face.
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Post by Evylyn on Nov 4, 2007 14:49:24 GMT -5
The woman that was approaching was now right by the two of us, soon jumping over the counter and running over to Daemon. I figured that they had a...special relationship, and that the conversation would probably be best if private. I guessed that I wouldn't be wanted here much longer since the conversation would be about personal matters, so I decided that leaving would probably be my best option.
"Umm...I'd better go now. It's getting a bit late, and I can see that you've got some things to do," I said, my head finally raising up but still not looking at any of the two people's faces. I had such an urge to stay, but I knew that it would be even more awkward with yet another person, and the new woman probably thought of me as an evil witch or demon that just cast a spell on Daemon.
As I started to slowly turn around, I cleared my mind and focused it on what I was going to do next, which would be sneaking in. There was nobody guarding the stairs at the moment, and the bartender was still trying to flirt with the same customer. This may be easier than I thought... But then my stupid mind got a hold of me. I would probably regret leaving on such short notice, and I was almost positive that I would be filled with enormous guilt for my previous actions of emotions-reading and leaving.
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Post by Daemon [Naryae] on Nov 4, 2007 17:34:01 GMT -5
N-no...
I stuttered, unsure who exactly I was speaking to at that point. Which one was Evylyn again? Which one potentially wanted to kill me? And who was this so close to me it felt like we were going to kiss? ... Were we really going to kiss?
Mirage, it's Mirage, you twit.
Eh, mm, wow, back!
I cried out, gently push her a bit further from me as the world cleared a little more. OK, so that was one person figured out, now what was I supposed to do next?
Evylyn, Evylyn is leaving!
Why?!
I'm not sure, but I suggest you let her go, she did something screwy here.
Eh wait a second...
I blurted out, leaning over the bar and grabbing her arm, while simultaneously holding on to Mirage's with my other hand. Why did things always get so complicated with women around?
Both of you, just... wait.
I breathed out a sigh, letting go of Mirage for a second as I leaned closer to Evylyn. I motioned to Mira to give me a moment.
Hey look...
I whispered, scratching my head as I tried to think of a good way to say what I wanted to say without sounding like an idiot, or just making this situation very, very awkward.
You're getting a room here so to speak, right? Maybe we could... meet up later or something?
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Post by Evylyn on Nov 4, 2007 18:03:21 GMT -5
I jumped in shock as I felt my arm being grabbed, a tingling jolt running up through it. I instantly turned to face the one who grabbed me, and I felt a little less guilty once I saw that it was Daemon.
"I..I...yes, of course," I exclaimed, my lips slowly starting to curve into a small smile. How 'bout you just follow me up into the room? I thought to myself, my eyes bulging in horror as I realized what I was saying to myself. Geez Evylyn....get a hold of yourself! I literally wanted to just slap myself right then and there, but I held back since that would look pretty idiotic.
"I'll be here in the morning, well, later on today, so I guess we could just...meet by the bar sometime?" I replied, feeling bad that I hadn't given a specific time. It was 4:30 A.M. at the moment, and I wasn't sure how long I would sleep.
While waiting for his reply, I decided to relax my arm, letting it gently fall to my side, Daemon's hand still clasped around it. I then looked at the new woman, still curious to know what she wanted. Maybe I should just try to read her mind and see the past...Wait, no no no! You are NOT doing this again! I angrily thought to myself, now wondering if I was crazy for talking to myself.
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Post by Daemon [Naryae] on Nov 4, 2007 18:15:25 GMT -5
Yeah, that sounds good. I'll be here.
I replied, letting go of her arm with an embarrassed grin and a pink face. I didn't really plan on sleeping tonight, so more then likely I'd spend the night drinking or some such. Or maybe I wouldn't, if I wanted to be sober for whenever she came back down to the bar.
Alright, so we had a meeting place, now what? Here was that awkward moment I had been trying to avoid, and guess what? I didn't avoid it.
Ehm, so, sleep well...
I finally remarked, reluctantly turning away from her.
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Post by Evylyn on Nov 4, 2007 18:21:48 GMT -5
I moved back a little once he let go, embarrassed as well. For some reason, I really didn't feel like sleeping, but I knew that I desperately need it. And besides, I'd look and feel better in the morning if I got a few hours of sleep.
Not really knowing how to reply, I simply nodded and smiled, hoping that it would be good enough. Once he turned away, I turned back towards the stairs, starting to make my way to them. When I was finally beneath them, I turned back once more, wanting to get one last glimpse before I disappeared up the stairs. The minute my eyes got what they wanted, they ventured back to their previous place of looking at the darkness above. Not even hesitating, I walked up the stairs, not bothering to see if I was noticed by the bartender.
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Post by Mirage on Nov 4, 2007 21:50:12 GMT -5
Mirage really wanted to say something and let out a sharp hiss as Daemon pushed her back only to grab her arm and drag her over to the bar. She glared at the strange woman who had made Daemon act like such an idiot. Mirage fought back the urge to punch the girl in the face and thought about slapping Daemon upside the back of his head but decided to remain somewhat civil. Once the lady was gone, she turned to face Daemon. "What just happened?" she hissed harshly.
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Post by Daemon [Naryae] on Nov 6, 2007 21:18:47 GMT -5
What do you mean "what happened?" I met a pretty girl, that's what. What, are you.... you're jealous, aren't you?
A wide grin began to spread across my face as I leaned closer. Oh yes, I 'd figured it out. She was envious of Evylyn, wasn't she? Yeah, I could tell... or, maybe... She wasn't as envious of the girl as she was of the memories.
The smiled faded and I cleared my throat, feeling like a total jerk now.
I mean, what was it you wanted. You made it sound pretty urgent and disrupted my date- I mean, my conversation for it, so no beating around the bush, please.
I added, taking on a more respectful tone.
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Nov 7, 2007 18:57:11 GMT -5
{ ooc; so im switching to first person now... just cause its a whole lot more fun for me. : D }
I find myself swiftly becoming jealous of Daemon. Jealous that he can so... easily... handle women, so easily... connect with people. Why is it that he can do these things and I cannot? In truth, I do not find it fair, not at all. He is so... human, compainred to me! He thinks himself dark, and yet, if he were a light, one could see in any darkness, while I am the darkness. I laugh to myself, and then stand. My bottle is empty, and, despite how tired I am, I am starving.
I lean against the bar, barely off to the right of Daemon and Mirage and gesture with my bottle toward the tender. "Can I get another? And something to eat. I do not bother what, as long as it is hot." I hand the tender some silver, and lean against the counter, watching my hair fall to form a veil around my shoulders and face. Barely amusing.
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Post by Mirage on Nov 8, 2007 21:04:06 GMT -5
"Daemon, earlier you tried to apologize to me, and all I could focus on was what you did to me. I've been holding it inside of me for years. I'm sorry for being such a jerk the past few days. You were trying to make things up between the two of us, and I wouldn't listen. And then when I saw you talking with that woman, I just got jealous because I remembered how it had been between you and I all of those years ago. I still want to go back to that, but am realizing that I can't. Can you forgive me for being such an idiot for not seeing that you've really changed?" Mirage asked, her head hung in shame as she admitted to having been wrong about him. She felt tears welling up in her eyes but fought back; she couldn't let him see her cry about this. It's time to let go Mirage; it's time to move on, forgive and forget. was what the elven side said. Kill him! Hate him. He betrayed you, broke your heart, how can you even think of forgiving him, the shade side of her yelled. Mirage clenched her fists in an attempt to fight back the rage building up in her. She took several steadying breaths. Would she ever find which of the two voices was hers or were they both her?
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Post by Daemon [Naryae] on Nov 14, 2007 20:12:32 GMT -5
Eh, erm, heh...
My attempts to choke out some kind of recognizable answer, let alone a word, were utterly miserable and ended up as a failure. I took a moment to steady myself, reminding myself sharply to not say anything sarcastic, cruel, "witty", or act like a jerk in any way. For the love of the gods, I didn't want to make her cry.
Y-ye... I mean, sur- Eh... of course.
I cringed, fumbling over my own words. Why did there have to be so many frickin' ways to say "yes"?! As if I didn't butcher our language enough, it's like they were just coming up with ways to stupefy the illiterate fools like me.
And in case you haven't noticed, when things are awkward or embarrassing, I tend to... distract myself in anyway possible.
Look, don't worry about it, ok? It's.. in that past.
And, wow, now I felt like real jerk for being so upset with her presence. Thank the lord Evylyn wasn't here anymore.
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Post by Mirage on Nov 17, 2007 17:27:45 GMT -5
"So no hard feelings, Right?" Mirage asked. He hadn't quite answered how she had wanted him to. She had to know that he wasn't angry with her for how she had acted. She had to know if there was some chance of them maybe being even so much as friends again.
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Post by |[Jayden]| on Nov 17, 2007 17:48:00 GMT -5
It was cold, how she loved the cold. Her body was normally numb from feeling things, but when the estremities accur, like extreme cold or heat, she can feel them. She smirked as she walked from the darkness and to the paorch of a small makeshift bar. Interesting... She thought to herself before stretching her hand out to the dornob. Her nails, slightly elongated, made a slight clicking noise as they hit the metal knob.
She opened the door in silence, as if even the creaking was not heard in her pressense. She smirked softly as she walked into the dimly lit tavern. Well, this place is a winner... She thought to herself forbodingly. She hoped something here would catch her interest, so far nothing was doing so this evening.
She walked to the counter, she was mere feet from a man who had just given coinage to the tender. She felt the familiar pressnese of darkness in him, he was familiar to her, but she could not place from where. She had many things on her mind at this hour and she could not place where she had seen him before, this was certainly becoming aggrivating.
She let a soft and almost silent sigh escape her lips as she motioned for the tender. Her voice was cold and dark, but it was smooth, like wine, but bitter, like liqour. "Something strong..." She said, tossing him a few pieces of silver.
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