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Post by Nighteyes on Mar 3, 2009 15:03:08 GMT -5
Nighteyes sat on the curb, hunched over like a gargoyle. It was a moonlit night, one he might have enjoyed. But not tonight.
Nighteyes body seared with unnatural pain. He knew it well, an all too familiar feeling. But it was his secret, his weakness of the flesh. His back throbbed again.
'Ow!' He thought.
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Post by LuLu on Mar 9, 2009 17:10:38 GMT -5
Although LuLu had only just met him, and felt mostly uncomfortable around him, she still hated to see the pain he felt on his features. She knew people well enough to stop a few feet away, frowning.
"What...What is..Is wrong?"
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Post by Nighteyes on Mar 9, 2009 17:27:46 GMT -5
"Lulu?" Nighteyes turned around and immediately regretted it. A line of jagged pain ripped up his back and through his right arm as well. He hit the ground on his knees. Slowly it passed to a dull ache.
"It's...My burden." He was grateful for her concern. "When I was young, before my turning, I contracted a bone rot. It...It changed me, and not for the best. It changed my hand..." He showed her the mutilated appendage, its iron color and tough, leathery quality. "It changed my back as well. The devilry it wrought...My spine is twisted, frozen, and does not function properly at times. Do not concern yourself too much, Lulu. There's nothing to be done.
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Post by LuLu on Mar 9, 2009 20:30:19 GMT -5
LuLu reached out as if to grab him, but quickly pulled back. She listened to what he had to say, nodding and all that even though he couldn't see her. She frowned. Nothing to be done? She could at least help him if he had a destination.
"Are..Are you...Going somewhere? I..Help you?" She hoped he didn't think she was stupid or something. Speaking to people was...so difficult...
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Post by Nighteyes on Mar 10, 2009 15:24:29 GMT -5
"If you could...Help me get back on my feet." Nighteyes paused, feeling the ache receding slowly. He rather liked this youngling. She was not cold, like the Ventrue, nor was she feral, like Gangrel.
"Lulu, if you were to do one thing to help me...It would be to treat me as a friend." He rose to his feet. "I shall require no physical assisstance at the moment, and I thank you for the concern."
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Post by LuLu on Mar 10, 2009 16:54:08 GMT -5
LuLu was glad she didn't have to touch him. She smiled. "Merci, mon ami." She watched him, just in case he fell or something. She shuddered, but she would get over it if it were to help him.
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Post by Nighteyes on Mar 10, 2009 19:17:20 GMT -5
"C'est rien, mon petit."
And he began walking.
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Post by LuLu on Mar 10, 2009 20:13:45 GMT -5
....
LuLu overlooked the incorrect usages of the words. She would have been offended in France...but this was New York. Instead, she walked with him.
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Post by Nighteyes on Apr 7, 2009 15:59:10 GMT -5
(Ma petit, sorry Lulu)
Nighteyes glanced sidelong at her. He was glad for her company.
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Post by LuLu on Apr 7, 2009 16:38:27 GMT -5
(Forgiven  ) LuLu smiled brightly and hummed quietly under her breath. Obviously it was easy to hear to a vampire, but to normal human ears it sounded like her breathing. It was some happy tune, high pitched and fast paced. |
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