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Post by Naelona Ezel on Dec 7, 2009 0:57:42 GMT -5
Naelona closed her eyes in a slight wince at the weight of his hand upon her head. Even so the female boogie didn't flinch way, shrink or otherwise cringe from the contact. Strange, but for the moment her thoughts were too scrambled and mind too absent to worry about a simple pat upon the head. "Nonsense it maybe be now Little Mistress..." Naelona followed beside him quietly, confused, yet silent. The piece of paper within her hands was now all but forgotten. The rest of the hall would not be counted tonight. Not now, at least.
"I figure you would like to take company with your brother? Since your room was damaged?" The boogie blinked and looked at Jouhnin dumbly for a moment before recognition dawned upon her features. Wiping her cheeks with her sleeve Naelona walked along the hall in silence before answering with a solemn shy nod. "If you would, Jouhnin." Oh cripes, her brother.. she'd almost forgotten. This was really something she didn't want to have to explain to him. He'd probably tease her mercilessly for it.
"It was damaged in the fire. Some possessions were safe within my bedroom, yet the rest of the quarters is mostly lost." Distraction was a good thing, talking about the fire was a good thing. Good for now. "Are.." Her chest still ached, and her throat felt sore, but for him being the catalyst of several factors she had to ask him. "..are you alright?" He didn't seem nearly the mess she felt she was, which she didn't understand. Old curiosity was still there, how was she so visibly shaken and Jouhnin could remain so solemn?
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Post by Jouhnin Takanami on Dec 7, 2009 1:23:03 GMT -5
Jouhnin just walked, he walked and tried not to let his mind wander on subjects he couldn't handle. He kept his emotons to himself for a reason and he preffered to stay calm in situtations like such. He saw the female boogie nod, so he knew where he was going. Good thing because if not he would have walked to his families small area out by the garden.
"It was damaged in the fire. Some possessions were safe within my bedroom, yet the rest of the quarters is mostly lost."
Jouhnin shook his head slightly, " How very unfortunate... though,. all of my possessions were lost, except for my books, I managed to keep them, and some of my clothes. My family owns a small plot of land by the gardens so... some of my belongings are there with my sibilings..." He said softly, He pulled out his fan with his left hand and fanned himself lightly.
"Are...are you alright?"
Jouhnin turned his head to look at her and a small frown crossed his face, but soon returned to a soft smile. " By definition, no I'm not alright... but I have made hiding my emotions into an art. I keep them to myself for reasons hard to explain. But if your asking me a personal question, as to why I remain so calm and content while you are so out of your element, then all I can answer is that I have allready made myself aware that my slave hold chains to the past that wrap around my heart, so I expected to be feeling in such a way afterwards..."
He sighed and fanned himself again, " You're young... the feelings will pass... and if they don't then you might consider attaching yourself to something or someone more stable..." he advised and looked to the small female with a chuckle and soft grin.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Dec 7, 2009 1:37:38 GMT -5
" I--I'm glad they d--didn't hurt y--you... I couldn't h--handle that..."
Yeah, well about about his feelings? Did Augusta think he liked to see him hurt? That he could handle it? Was he insane? Kristopher lowered his head in shame then but hide it well as he made sure his love was comfortable on the floor. "I love you too." He said softly with a shakey voice.
"Just lay there, keep still and sleep. You'll be fine. You won't die...cause I took care of you. You just need to rest." Was Kristopher trying to reassure Augusta or himself? He wasn't sure on that matter at all. He placed his fist on his lap, sitting there with his head bowed in thought. Everything that happened was all his fault, so what would Kristopher due? The only thing he could do, try to fix everything.
Bending down, Kristopher kissed his lover on the head. "Just rest. I'll be back and don't worry about anything, alright?" Kristopher told him strongly. Trying to be the strong one here, as always. He had to be the one to stand up for them in one form or another. The blond stood and fixed his pants, but he did not bother with a shirt. He turned and left the dorm, leaving Augusta to sleep now that he knew his lover wasn't going to die on him.
He moved down the hallways, blood covered and all. He was up to his elbows in blood and it wasn't his own. He wondered if he looked like Iugo, moving down these halls. Listening, waiting. But what was he looking for...? What was he going to do when he found who he was looking for? What would he say? How could he fix the situation?
He honestly, didn't know.
But he would try, anything.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Dec 7, 2009 1:48:51 GMT -5
"Just lay there, keep still and sleep. You'll be fine. You won't die...cause I took care of you. You just need to rest."
Augusta watched his counterpart sit there. He wasn't dumb and Augy knew that something was eating away at the blond. He wanted to know what, he he wasn't sure it was his business. He sighed and watched the boy move. The kiss on his head made him worried, " K--Kristopher what are y--you...?"
"Just rest. I'll be back and don't worry about anything, alright?"
"Kristopher Allen Roberts!!" he yelled as the blond walked out of the room. " Don't do anything stupid..." he whispered and then threw himself into a coughing fit from yelling. Between coughs he prayed that Kris wouldn't get himself hurt. He laid on the floor and looked at the ceiling silently. When he was done coughing he sighed and laid his head back and turned it so he could look at the doorway. he wanted to see Kris come back. He needed to know he was okay...
But it wasn't long before Augusta's eyes filled up with tears again and he passed out crying...
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Post by Naelona Ezel on Dec 7, 2009 2:12:39 GMT -5
"Books.." Naelona echoed quietly, shaking her head briefly. She disliked books with a passion, hence she rarely ever step foot into the library. Even if that place had flying books. Even books that didn't fly.. it didn't improve her opinion of the paper contraptions any. "You're family..?" Takanami.. of course. "I see." They would own land there, wouldn't they? Mention of siblings made her think of her brother again. Her.. brother.. it was an odd phrase. For years she'd all but forgot about them.
"I don't understand, Jouhnin. Why hide emotions when they're a falacy. A human contraption. It is not better to lock and forget them? They exist to afflict humans and boogie children.." Never mind Nae probably was but a child in Jouhnin's eyes. Most she'd ignored for so long, she'd long forgotten she'd ever experienced any and even now doubted the fact. As it stood what ones afflicted her now, she no longer had a name for and so they remained nameless.
"But if your asking me a personal question, as to why I remain so calm and content while you are so out of your element, then all I can answer is that I have allready made myself aware that my slave hold chains to the past that wrap around my heart, so I expected to be feeling in such a way afterwards..." The boogie couldn't believe half of what she was hearing, it was madness.. she was right. The elder boogies did go mad with age. "A slave? Chains, to an emotional heart?" A look of concern and horror crossed her face. Boogies and emotions, a heart.. "..you really are dilusional." She whispered to the air.
" You're young... the feelings will pass... and if they don't then you might consider attaching yourself to something or someone more stable..." Naelona flinched at the words and crossed her arms across herself. "I'm not at.. mm.." She growled and sighed. If this was an attachment.. yet other actions of her own couldn't be explained reasonably. The little thoughts and memories that argued towards Jouhnin's point pestered her mind. Was it not fear, that they all prompted? Some vague conclusion that she'd stepped into some trap.. fate forbid of her own creation.
"Jouhnin.." The door she was seeking wasn't terribly far away, having entered the North Wing already. But ears would be within hearing sooner than she wished, if some weren't already. "..don't tell anyone." said the normally cold boogie, who now meant each syllable of it.
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Post by Jouhnin Takanami on Dec 7, 2009 2:32:52 GMT -5
Jouhnin was always a good listener. He was always silent, thinking, plotting. He was behind everything, nothing really ever got past him. He was an elder after all. Though he did not consider his emotions is what made him crazy. He smiled, he heard that the Ezel famly was a bit secluded from eachother. Unlike the Takanami's, the two youngest brothers (Ken and Rokurou) the middle sister (Aiko) and the eldest son (being Jouhnin himself) were almost always talking to each other.
"I don't understand, Jouhnin. Why hide emotions when they're a falacy. A human contraption. It is not better to lock and forget them? They exist to afflict humans and boogie children.."
Jouhnin chuckled darkly, his voice had a more vil sadistic bite to it. " If you lock and forget them then you truly cannot rule over a slave. When you create a bond and trust with a slae they start to believe, and if they trust you or care for you then you can bend them and twist them to something you see fit. Hense how I twisted Augusta into a murderer... it's all about the way you approach them Little Mistress. " he said. And it seemed that the nickname was going to stick on Naelona for awhile.
"A slave? Chains, to an emotional heart? ...you really are dilusional."
Jouhnin sighed softly, " if you had a past like mine you would understand..." he said and ran a hand through his long hair, " my slave resembles a man I used to care for deeply, which makes it hard for me to hurt my slave because I cannot remove my feelings about tha man from my past..." he said softly, " It's very... complicated..." He walked silently after that. He didn't want to think about this anymore so he shoved the thoughts to the back of his head.
"Jouhnin...don't tell anyone."
Jouhnin patted Naelona on the head agin before stopping at the door that Naelona would soon pass through. The tall Boogie bent down to be eye level with her and gave her a cheeky grin. " Of course... my lips are sealed Little Mistress... but..." he puased and stood back up, " If your mind wanders and you wish to talk to me, my mind and ears are always open..."
Seems this might be the begining of an... odd... friendship...
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Dec 7, 2009 2:47:26 GMT -5
What was he doing? Seriously, he knew this was perhaps the most stupid thing he could do ever. He never looked back when Augusta had called out at him, he didn't have too. He knew what Augusta was going to say to him. Not to do anything stupid. He would have to apologize to Augusta later for his actions.
The blond made his way down the empty hallways, a few other slaves caught sight of him but they said nothing to him. All they did was mutter, apparently in shock of the amount of blood that was on his being. Let's just hope they didn't go to his room to find Augusta. That would just piss the blond off.
His green eyes rose slowly as he looked around. He was in the North Wing. His legs carried him down the hallways and then after a good ten minutes of walking. He found what he was looking for, he saw Jouhnin down the hallway talking to his ex-Master.
He stared at the two boogies. Looking at them but he did not approaching them. He wasn't sure if he was ready or not but he knew as soon as he was noticed he would apporach and then...and then.
He lowered his eyes. Augusta would be angry with him. But he would deal with it. He always had.
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Post by Naelona Ezel on Dec 7, 2009 3:00:16 GMT -5
"A murderer?" Naelona wasn't sure she was understanding all of what Jouhnin was saying, yet her mind was still jumbled. She'd have time to think it over more later. "No offense but if Augusta is your example of ruling over a slave, I must disagree. He's cause considerable trouble multiple times, I'm amazed he's even alive at all." The words came off her tongue cold and harsh, as usual. Perhaps this was a sign she was recovering somewhat, her old nature surfacing, even if only by a little bit.
Naelona remained quiet and patiently listened to the man's explination of his own past, and lowered her eyes accordingly. "I see." Perhaps if he knew her past, he would understand why she'd long ago blocked out all she did and resigned herself to seeing the world soley in black and white. Odds were, he probably would recall hearing of a few notable events from her own childhood, perhaps even of her own unusual survival.
But at least her request for secrecy was honored. "Of course... my lips are sealed Little Mistress... but... If your mind wanders and you wish to talk to me, my mind and ears are always open..." For a moment, a small, rare, faint smile briefly tainted her lips. "Thank you, Mr. Takanami. I'll keep that in mind." Turning to enter the room she grasped the hand of the door, and paused. Something prickled upon the back of her neck, and prompted her to look down the hall. Blood soaked and looking weary as always stood none else but Kristopher Allen Roberts himself. Her hand tightened about the metal lever, but she otherwise did not move. She wanted to know what he was doing here.
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Post by Jouhnin Takanami on Dec 7, 2009 3:09:09 GMT -5
Jouhnin just promptly rolled his eyes at Naelona's comments about how he didn't rule over his slave. Same old same old. He sighed and fanned hmself, he'd tell her, but he couldn't he Jouhnin told her about what he was planning to use Augusta for, then she'd understand why he let Augusta become so rebellious. But if he told her, his plans would most nearly be ruined.
"Thank you, Mr. Takanami. I'll keep that in mind."
Jouhnn saw the faint smile and it made him smile as well. She look considerably nicer when she smled, even if it was only faint. Being as gay as he was, he knew when a woman looked nice, and Naelona would look nice in a smile fit for her. He wacthed her go to the door and then cocked his head to the side.
He smelled blood. He was very used to the smell, so he could smell blood from a mile away. He flicked his head to the side to see Kristopher standing there, covered in what seemed to not be his own blood. He had seen the blond before Naelona and therefor took a step infront of her, it was a protecting notion, for both Kris and Nae's safety. Jouhnin knew that neither Kris or Nae would try to go through him. That would be a death wish.
His face morphed into a dark and cold look that he gave the boy, he then seperated the conversation from Naelona, she wasn't in the state of mind to be dealing with this. He took four simple strides and was closer to Kristopher. " You better have a strikingly good reason to follow your own grave boy..." he said, his voice dark and bitter, but soft, like he was hissing at kristopher so naelona wouldn't hear.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Dec 7, 2009 3:20:52 GMT -5
Kristopher looked at Naelona and then to Jou. He said nothing for the moment. He found it slightly strange though, when the older boogie put himself between Kris and Naelona. There was no need for it. Kristopher did not come to bother her nor harm her in anyway. He couldn't do that too her. Although it was almost frightening how fast the other could cross the hallway to reach the blond human.
" You better have a strikingly good reason to follow your own grave boy..."
The slave looked up at Jou. He seemed to have lost his words for a moment but then found them. "I want to talk to you." Kristopher said with a strong voice once he was able to find it. The blond stood firm and did not budge from his spot in the hall. Augusta was going to be so angry with him later, but who said Kristopher had to tell his lover anything.
As for the grave comment, wasn't Kristopher supposed to be dead anyways since the age of seven? So what did it matter, his grave was always following him and vice versa.
"Why did you hurt him?" The blond asked as he craned his neck to look at Jou, "There was no reason to go that far. He wasn't at fault and you know that, don't you?"
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Post by Jouhnin Takanami on Dec 7, 2009 3:35:50 GMT -5
"I want to talk to you."
Jouhnin stood and looked down at the boy with dark eyes. Strong words for someone so small. He never really noticed how frail the child actually was, but seeing him up close it was obvious. Jouhnin relaxed just slighly as he snapped his fan closed and slipped it into his kimono.
"Why did you hurt him There was no reason to go that far. He wasn't at fault and you know that, don't you?"
Jouhnin's angry face turned into a sadistic smile. " Well, I'm not sure you remember with Honest's removal of your memories, But I believe that even before this incident, it was Augusta that fell for you. Which would make it his fault..." He said darkly. " But I was not just thinking of today, the punishment I gave would have been too brutal for just one instance, so I filled the gap for the many, many months he has been deciving me..."
[OOC: sorry it's kinda short]
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Dec 7, 2009 3:50:48 GMT -5
" Well, I'm not sure you remember with Honest's removal of your memories, But I believe that even before this incident, it was Augusta that fell for you. Which would make it his fault..."
The blond flinched slightly at the sound of Honest's name and the memory of the event that happened to him. But the blond did not back down in the least. No, he had a few things to say and make clear to the boogie in front of him. "Fell for me or not. I am the one that started the whole thing to begin with, including the falling part."
" But I was not just thinking of today, the punishment I gave would have been too brutal for just one instance, so I filled the gap for the many, many months he has been deciving me..."
The blond twitched again, but for a totally different reason. "Stabbing him in an area that could of killed him. That was feeling the gap? Wasn't just smacking him enough, you could of killed him! But it's not like that matters does it." The slave clenched his fist to at his side.
"None of this was his fault, he didn't deserve to be hurt today or any other time that it might of involved me. I was the cause for it, he rejected me today but I wouldn't let it go." The blond didn't know what he was saying. Words where just coming out without any thought. Was it guilt that was eatting at him? Or did he just need to find some justification for something? He didn't know.
"He shouldn't be hurt because of me, ever. I--I---" What did he want to do? What was his reasons? "I want to take responsiblty for the things that happened." Kristopher was trying to figure out how he wanted to word everything. He wanted to say that he wanted to take over everything Augy had to do due while he was injuried. He wanted to take any punishments Augy would be taking, now and in the future to save him from anymore pain. He wanted to protect Augusta. But he didn't know how to put it to words.
He wanted to take Augusta's place, to keep from getting hurt.
"He doesn't deserve what he got. . ."
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Post by Jouhnin Takanami on Dec 7, 2009 4:02:54 GMT -5
"Fell for me or not. I am the one that started the whole thing to begin with, including the falling part."
Jouhnin then relaxed, the blond was starting to falter and so Jou wasn't too worried. He put his arms into his kimono to rest them and sighed.
"Stabbing him in an area that could of killed him. That was feeling the gap? Wasn't just smacking him enough, you could of killed him! But it's not like that matters does it."
Jouhnin did see how it was foolish for him to have tried to kill the boy, but Augusta was fine. He knew because Kris wouldn't have left the slave's side if he wasn't. He Listened to the blond as he threw his tantrum.
"He shouldn't be hurt because of me, ever. I--I---I want to take responsiblty for the things that happened. He doesn't deserve what he got. . ."
Jouhnin sighed. He bent down and looked at the blonds face. He was still emotionless. " You are not aware of why he did this are you?" he aske dnad then sighed, " Augusta was perfectly capable of getting himself out of the situation after I put him through the desk... he chose to let me take out my anger on him..." he said. He reached out a ahand and grabbed the boys chin and turned his head.
" He did that so I wouldn't take out my anger on you... he knew that he could take that sort of physical damage and not die, while you on the other hand would easily fall by my hand. " He let go of the blond and stood back up. " You are eternaly greatful to him, because if he hadn't let me injure him, then I would have certianly killed you, no matter Naelona's opinion or Sin's for that matter..."
Jouhnin pulled his fan back out and looked to the door where Naelona was. " You really underestimate what he would give up for you... mabe you should stop trying so hard to protect him, and look at how much he has done to protect you... he almost died for you today... maybe by his side is where you should really be?"
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Dec 7, 2009 4:19:20 GMT -5
" You are not aware of why he did this are you? Augusta was perfectly capable of getting himself out of the situation after I put him through the desk... he chose to let me take out my anger on him..."
The boogie made perfect sense in reality and it got to Kristopher somewhat. But it was true, Augusta never told him jack shit because he was always afraid that it would cause Kris to freak the hell out. He suppose he had good reason for it but still...Kristopher did not like it. It was touching, but Kristopher still did not like it.
"I never asked him too. He knows I hate it...him getting hurt or in fights." He muttered as the boogie turned his face towards him. Kristopher averted his eyes, as he always did.
He did that so I wouldn't take out my anger on you... he knew that he could take that sort of physical damage and not die, while you on the other hand would easily fall by my hand. You are eternaly greatful to him, because if he hadn't let me injure him, then I would have certianly killed you, no matter Naelona's opinion or Sin's for that matter..."
Kristopher tried to pull back from him then, "I don't care. He shouldn't have to stick his neck out for me all the fucking time. I survive with Naelona and Sin. I could survive with you too." The blond remarked softly. In truth, Kristopher did appericate his lover and was always greatful towards him. He loved him after all and that is what it made it hard. Loving someone and seeing them take the rap for you. Kris couldn't stand that.
"You really underestimate what he would give up for you... mabe you should stop trying so hard to protect him, and look at how much he has done to protect you... he almost died for you today... maybe by his side is where you should really be?"
"I know what he would give and he wouldn't have too if you would just leave him alone. If everyone just let us be together without a confrontation. We aren't causing any problems for anyone. I can't get pregnant nor can he..."
maybe by his side is where you should really be?
That phrase seemed to echo through his head repeatedly. It hit him rather hard there. He should be there but he couldn't bring himself to go back, not yet. "You're not going to hurt him anymore, right?" Kristopher asked slowly. Guilt still building up inside him and changing to other things. "Cause I won't allow it. Not again."
He was so hard headed. A common trait among the Roberts family.
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Post by Jouhnin Takanami on Dec 7, 2009 4:36:40 GMT -5
"I never asked him too. He knows I hate it...him getting hurt or in fights. I don't care. He shouldn't have to stick his neck out for me all the fucking time. I survive with Naelona and Sin. I could survive with you too."
Jouhnin sighed again, suddenly he didn't feel nearly as angry as he did earlier, " When you love someone you shouldn't have to ask, it should come naturally... he sticks his neck out because doing that is like second nature to him. " he said softly and watched the blond get worked up over this.
"I know what he would give and he wouldn't have too if you would just leave him alone. If everyone just let us be together without a confrontation. We aren't causing any problems for anyone. I can't get pregnant nor can he..."
Jouhnin started to chuckle, which turned into a laugh, what a kid. He calmed down and kept a grin on his face, " I have my reaosns for not being able to interfere with your relatioship, I was just displeased that he lied to me for so long. He knows better..."
"You're not going to hurt him anymore, right? Cause I won't allow it. Not again."
Jouhnin smiled softly, " such strong words for such a small child..." he said softly and patted the blonds head, " I supposse not... not for this incident anyways..." he turned and walked around Kristopher and down the hall a bit, he turned just slightly to look at Kristopher. " Now you better get back to him, he's most liekly cried himself asleep..."
Jouh chuckled, " And Kristopher, if you really wish to do something for him, maybe taking over his duties when he is injured might be acceptable..." he said at last and proceeded to walk away.
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