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Post by Sarah on Oct 2, 2005 19:20:15 GMT -5
Sarah used her finger as a conducter, too tired to dance again, just yet. "i never played anything. We moved around so much that I never could get into anything. i was so busy trying to keep up my studies."
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Post by Pathos on Oct 2, 2005 19:25:23 GMT -5
|He shrugged a shoulder, fingers continuing their elaborate dance. "I can relate to that," he murmured. "I was groomed, for most of my life, to be an obedient servant of the Dark Lord...and I hated it. And now I find out that this man whom I hated...is masquerading around as a handsome young man that I am desperately attracted to." He sighed, stopped playing, and then banged his head on the keys. "Life...is difficult."|
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Post by QKat on Oct 2, 2005 19:52:02 GMT -5
Caith wondered into the library, attracted by the music (all my charries love music. music rox.) then bites his lip and pales slightly as he overhears jesse's statement.
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Post by Sarah on Oct 2, 2005 19:54:21 GMT -5
She sighed and leaned agaisnt the piano. "No kidding, mate. I moved from england when I was young. We've been going form state until I was 11. I started attending Batfangs, but then we moved again this summer so my Da could retire."
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Post by QKat on Oct 2, 2005 19:58:19 GMT -5
He sighs deeply, deciding it'd probably be best not to overhear anymore, but wanting to meet this kid, moves closer... "Hey, sarah."
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Post by Sarah on Oct 2, 2005 20:00:09 GMT -5
Sarah looked up. "Caith! Hello, what brings you here?" She was still gasping a bit from the dancing.
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Post by QKat on Oct 2, 2005 20:01:19 GMT -5
"I'm geussing it was this piano... just heard some extrodianry music."
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Post by Pathos on Oct 2, 2005 20:03:11 GMT -5
|His lips curved up in a smile. "My line comes from Russia, originally. You wouldn't think so, would you? We had to change our name and everything. The Brightstone family comes from the city of Dnipropetrovs'k." The word rolled off his tongue, much like the music had flowed from his fingers. Like water. Our name...It was..." And here he said something, that, while he couldn't spell it for the life of him, flowed from just like the name of his city had. "Yaherkieey Vehodehaa, I think."|
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Post by Sarah on Oct 2, 2005 20:10:32 GMT -5
Sarah smiled at his lingual skills. "Jesse is quite the pianist."
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Post by QKat on Oct 2, 2005 20:12:18 GMT -5
"I guess so, and I'd guess that would make you Jesse. I'm Caith."
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Post by Pathos on Oct 2, 2005 20:13:16 GMT -5
|He shook his head. The piano gave a soft groan, and the keys jarred discordently. "More a wizard than a musician," he muttered, and turned his head, removed his glasses (setting them on top of the piano), and promptly closed his eyes. He did not appear to be asleep, but neither did he look alive and well-rested. He looked...tired. Fragile. Horribly, horribly feminine, with his long hair and his delicate eyebrows. Yeuch.|
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Post by Sarah on Oct 2, 2005 20:18:19 GMT -5
Sarah put her hand on his shoulder. "Are you alright, Jessse? Perhaps you should go to the Hospital wing. Actually, Caith here is the nurse."
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Post by QKat on Oct 2, 2005 20:26:18 GMT -5
"Yea... I'm here to help if you need it." he kneels beside jesse, a bit worried.
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Post by Pathos on Oct 2, 2005 20:29:44 GMT -5
|He cracked open his blue eye, staring at Caith. "You're...a Healer? Have you ever heard of the Excorius Curse?" He blinked a few times, the other eye open, now. "...Look it up, if you haven't. I suspect there will be an outbreak. I'm not very good at controlling my magic, especially when I'm distressed."|
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Post by Sarah on Oct 2, 2005 20:33:38 GMT -5
Sarah nodded, knowing how he felt. Without hr glove, she'd be out of control.
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