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Post by LuLu on Mar 6, 2009 19:28:57 GMT -5
LuLu sat on a make-shift 'throne' (just a bench) in the middle of a mini-park (meaning a few trees around). She looked at all the squirrels running around, imagining them as her 'subjects.' She smiled, giving them an 'order' that must be obeyed, in French of course. The squirrels ignored her, going about their business, but she pretended that they were doing exactly what she said. She giggled happily.
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Post by Laguna on Mar 6, 2009 19:36:41 GMT -5
Laguna walked past her, wearing his hood up. He smiled at her and approached slowly and bowed to her, playing along with her came.
"Hello, Queen Lulu, it is my pleasure to meet with you one again."
Laguna lowered his hood as he stood straight again.
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Post by LuLu on Mar 6, 2009 19:39:28 GMT -5
LuLu giggled, smiling. She bade him rise with a swish of her hand."Bonsoir, mon ami. Comment vas-tu?"
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Post by Laguna on Mar 6, 2009 19:44:53 GMT -5
Laguna smiled and leaned back against one of the trees.
"Bearable, as far as being a Clan Leader goes"
Laguna grinned, his light green eyes glowing in the cool shade of the tree, darkness within darkness.
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Post by LuLu on Mar 6, 2009 19:47:06 GMT -5
LuLu gasped. She hadn't known about him becoming clan leader! She smiled. "Ohhh! That is wonderful! Clan leader...Although...I like being in no clan...and leader of my own clan: The clan of LuLu and Ella..."
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Post by Laguna on Mar 6, 2009 20:07:46 GMT -5
"Hmmm Ella? Who is Ella? I don't recall ever hearing about this person, is she a friend of yours? Sister? "
Laguna was curious, he was sure that Lulu was deeply afraid of people. So who could this person be that managed to be so close to her?
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Post by LuLu on Mar 6, 2009 20:09:03 GMT -5
LuLu nodded. "Elle est moi. Je suis Ella. Elle est ma jamelle (twin)."
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Post by Laguna on Mar 6, 2009 20:11:53 GMT -5
"That's quite intriguing, I wonder if I'll ever meet her, sometime."
Laguna stared of into space for a moment. He was starting to have moments like these, where his mind wild go off into some tangent. He wondered if it had something to do with his new post, or just that it was a aspect of his personality he had never noticed before.
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Post by LuLu on Mar 6, 2009 20:15:47 GMT -5
LuLu smiled and nodded. "Maybe. She works a lot, though." LuLu looked down and watched a squirrel approaching. She got all excited, reaching into her pocket and pulling out an acorn. She reached down to give it to the squirrel. She was shaking with the excitement, though, and scared it off. She pouted and leaned back again.
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Post by Laguna on Mar 6, 2009 20:20:46 GMT -5
Laguna watched her moment of excitement. He found it somewhat amusing.
"Squirrels are you're favorite animal, I guess? hehehe, funny little things, always buzzing with energy. They're really excitable too."
Laguna thought about it or a moment.
"My favorite animal is the raven....hehe"
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Post by LuLu on Mar 6, 2009 20:25:32 GMT -5
LuLu looked at him, smiling. "Mmm...Morbid creature, the raven...As long as it is not a cat..." She shuddered visibly.
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Post by Laguna on Mar 6, 2009 20:33:22 GMT -5
Laguna laughed, and doubled over, he then realized how insulting that seems and immediately stopped.
"Morbid? Hehehe, I have a right to morbid tastes, after all, I AM a member of the walking dead. The beings that refuse to die, that wander the mortal coil longer then most humans can ever understand."
Laguna remembered at phrase from an old poem he had once read recently.
"Quoth the Raven...'Nevermore'..."
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Post by LuLu on Mar 6, 2009 20:37:20 GMT -5
LuLu nodded, agreeing with him completely. "Nevermore...Shall we feel true hunger...true thirst...true light...Without consequences..." She sighed and stood up, stretching. She was wearing black pants with zippers down the sides that fully functioned. They were unzipped to about her knee so travelled freely as she moved. She also wore a white tank top. She was barefoot. She emptied her pockets' contents into her hand: lots of acorns. She tossed them to the squirrels.
"They don't ever get near me. They know what I am. And I get too hyper. She looked back at him, her eyes an icy bright blue, glowing slightly. She had fed before she came and she was happy, producing said affect.
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Post by Laguna on Mar 6, 2009 20:48:38 GMT -5
Laguna's eyes always glowed, he was always happy, angry or some other intense emotion.
" Perhaps, but we enjoy life beyond living, we are eternal; the world is our plaything. Each clan and it's rouges specialize in a form of enjoyment, Daeva have pleasures of lust. Gangrel of battle and violence. Ventrue have the joys of power and royalty. We Mehkets have our knowledge and wisdom, and the Nosferatu have the joy of stealth and silence. Rouges enjoy their respective pleasures and freedom from Clan ties."
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Post by LuLu on Mar 6, 2009 20:50:39 GMT -5
LuLu scoffed. She didn't like the idea of the world as her plaything. She could entertain herself. She danced around on her tiptoes like a ballerina, moving her arm in time with the motions, gracefully moving about.
"The world is no plaything of mine. I dance to my own music."
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