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Post by asail on Aug 21, 2008 22:45:59 GMT -5
K.G.'s smile receded almost with hostility into an arrogant half smile. He rarely smirked, preferring to smile but now his face contoured a very wild expression like someone had made a tempting proposal. His teeth showed heavily in his smirk and for a moment remained still like he was deciding what to do, but in the mean time continued to play. "You guard my sister like you would guard a sand castle." He snickered dryly, the laughter barely making its way over his lips as he glanced at the strange boy and his shivering sister beneath him. K.G. walked slowly to the door frame of the strange house. Just as it seemed he was going to climb down to Zed he looked down to where he was and his grin turned smug. K.G. angled his head awkwardly, stretching his jaws and in a long, grotesque motion slid his tongue along the rim of the door frame. His smile apparent in the stretch of his jaws, laying the base of his tongue heavy on the frame with his eyes shut looking disgustingly passionate. He lifted his left hand and began caressing the side of the walls his dry breath coming out in quiet, hushed breaths. He laughed loudly and in an instant he was thrusting his knuckles towards the strange boy. K.G. wasn't that strong in offense but was surprisingly sturdy and generally fast.
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Post by Kodiak on Aug 22, 2008 20:35:11 GMT -5
Zed watched K.G.'s movements in silent disgust, his face twisting into an uncertain frown. His face was expressionless when he moved in on the other boy. The younger teen showed more emotion, however. He had, indeed, been on the alert but the steady speed of K.G.'s thrust was unexpected. He only managed to raise forth a hand in defense, but it only acted as a buffer. He felt the back of his own hand press uncomfortable against his cheek, and his eye winced in response. He wasn't surprised that Zed stayed where he was, body still due to lack of a valuable motive. Zed was eyeing the three cautiously, but showed no current threat. The boy's eyes were blazing again; a fierce stare for such a young face. He lashed out in response, shockingly strong for his frail body. It was a action that subconsciously was attempting to knock him out of the tree house.
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Post by asail on Aug 23, 2008 0:08:33 GMT -5
K.G. wasn't giving Zed any apparent attention. Shaking his previously used hand to loosen the muscles. His grin thin and wild, and his stare was surprisingly sharp as he moved with precise and fluid motions. It was almost like fighting a cluster of images, watching the edge of his being shift so slowly that it was like you were insured a hit yet he was never struck. That menacing grin mocking and amused. He chuckled quietly, it was impossible to tell in the actual battle whether the boy was close or far from hitting him as the images were so tangled and confusing it was like trying to fight air. He could've been hitting directly but K.G. showed no hint of it. Amiss all his images and laughter K.G. only moved towards the boy once in a startling ray of reflections to lick his cheek with a loud laughter. His tongue was eerily cold. "You taste so good." He teased, snickering loudly as he continued that confusing array of images. Yet to someone outside of battle it simply appeared like K.G. was taking single steps in certain directions. It almost looked like he was in a constant stumble. A technique very intriguing, yet unexplainable. The floorboards vibrated beneath her tiny body, the trembling negating the feeling of her body's trembles. Augito's breathing became very shallow and for a moment it sounded like her breathing had ceased completely. Then, slowly, her lids lifted to reveal a dreary, sleepy stare. Then she saw the glint of teeth and heard the dreaded sound of K.G.'s laughter. Despite the water in her lungs, her weakness, and the pain Augito screamed like she was remotely healthy again. The sound was extremely terrified, shrill and sharp as her eyes stretched frightfully wide. Her heart beat jumped up to an unsafe rate almost immediately and her breathing became scarce with her heaving lungs. Her stare could not be removed from her brother, Augito squirmed. An impressive effort as she even moved a few inches, grunting and panting between her cries. She strained her body terribly and sometimes her sounds were cut by dreaded coughs and hacks by the water in her lungs. Her fever made her dizzy so her vision was blacking out every so often, and she couldn't feel her left side or either of her legs, which was frightening in itself. However the fear was not nearly close enough as to how she felt when her brother's stare found its way to her and his smile grew, directed at her.
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Post by Kodiak on Aug 28, 2008 20:33:46 GMT -5
The boy watched K.G. with strained efforts, eyes wide yet cloudy. A sleek shiver licked across his skin from the mature touch of K.G. He was senseless when Zed entered somewhat fiercely. The teen had gotten into the tree house with crazy speed, joining them with intense force and with ease as the haven lacked a door. He approached K.G. from behind with rough intentions. The other boy didn’t budge much, still remaining entirely still. Zed only meant to knock down K.G. with brute force, while his eyes shifted warily to Augito. The younger boy finally moved away from Augito’s brother, slipping back beside the weak girl. His face was twisted in a sea of emotions, most not pleasant. His stare drifted to Zed, eyes blazing; his expressions were much less contained and controlled then his older partner.
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Post by asail on Aug 28, 2008 21:10:59 GMT -5
K.G.'s glance flashed to where Zed was rushing towards him at a hostile level. Although his face held that amused smirk, grown stronger with- no doubt- his own sexual desires, his demeanor seemed off momentarily. He simply laughed, using his bodyweight and grabbing at Zed's clothes to make sure Zed would fall with him. Unlike his usual dominant preference he allowed Zed to land last, however this seemed to disrupt something internally as his chuckles were abruptly made ragged when his back hit the floor. K.G. ceased to laugh, staring intently into Zed's face with a lustful grin, seemingly oblivious to the blood beginning to creep around his teeth. K.G. fully took advantage of the situation and during his attempt to bring Zed below him brushed the back of his hand against his crotch. His grin thinned and grew more intense, almost wicked with desire. In the course of the events Augito's screams had dwindled to harsh wheezes and her face was beginning to, once again, depict her true self. Eyes filled with fear and they rarely blinked, body frail and in bad condition. Breathing rough and her paled face turning raw from tears that gathered on her red lids. She trembled terribly and even with Zed's presence her memories of K.G. were too much for her to bear. She clutched her shoulder as if the pain was fresh and bit her lip in an effort not to harm herself by screaming more. Her tears ran heavy, she had completely squirmed away from her blanket and the side she had been on. In the far corner, the greatest distance she could be away from her brother without destroying herself in the process. Her clothing was almost dry but still felt uncomfortable on her skin as it still retained some moisture. She coughed every now and then until she eventually couldn't take it, the need to scream and cough. She covered her mouth with her hands, tiny fingers gripping her mouth tightly as she didn't let herself cough or breath. The act would eventually make her dizzy and probably faint, but for now she was content straining her lungs. She faced away, turning her small face to the nearest wall and squeezing her eyes. It almost looked like she was trying to suffocate herself, because in a way, she was. Go away, go away, go away... She had been so scarred by K.G. over the years that merely looking at her bother would turn her almost suicidal. This was probably obvious as she sat there trembling and forcing herself not to breath. She knew she should have helped Zed, done something useful. But in her mind she wasn't useful, just a coward. She felt so lost and pathetic, yet she still just wanted Zed to hold her, and that was it. Augito's struggling wasn't doing any good for her health and the skin around her makeshift stitching was being torn and cut by the stitches themselves from her unintelligent actions. She didn't know what to do so she sat there uselessly and cried. I'm sorry Zed... Don't hate me, Zed... I'm just so sacred... So very scared...
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Post by Kodiak on Aug 28, 2008 22:10:05 GMT -5
Zed squirmed a bit after being pulled back with K.G. as he only half expected for K.G. to go down in the first place. The volume had pretty much returned in his hair, allowing the gray, silky strands to fall into place. He pushed K.G.'s hand curtly away and slipped away from him, the atmosphere around him chilly. The boy next to Augito sat up abrupt and straight, his gaze alert. "Augito, knock it off please!" He messed with the strings on his boots again, effortlessly. "Don't put Zed's efforts to waste, because I fail with stuff like that." Zed gave the kid a strange stare, and the boy's expression switched to bitterness. "Why do I need to leave my own place?" He mumbled, slightly annoyed. Zed removed his gaze from him, and the younger teen rolled his eyes. He slipped his hands under Augito, holding on somewhat tightly in case she protested. He would attempt to bring her to the entrance, by taking the route behind Zed that was blocking most of the violated doorway but was between the boy and K.G.
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Post by asail on Aug 28, 2008 22:48:42 GMT -5
K.G. looked somewhat disappointed when Zed brushed his hand away, but his smile was quick to return. His gaze flickered to the strange boy who was trying to lift Augito off the floor. Augito, tense as she was, freaked at his touch. She flinched and trembled, her wide eyes opening to confirm who was holding her with a squeak. K.G. stared at his sister, and his lids fell half way. His face suddenly held a strange emotion for him. His lips tight and expression lacking the liveliness it usually held, he almost looked angry. He sighed, his breath rough and bitter. "What a lively chain I have been cursed with..." He mumbled under his breath. Augito still clasped her hands over her mouth, the quick shudders that ran throughout her body noticeable as droplets of blood began to cultivate around some of her torn stitches. When she noticed the strange boy was taking her out of the tree house she panicked again, unaware K.G. was watching. She finally removed her hands from her mouth, failing at continuing to hold her breath as her fear stricken mind and heart caused the increased quickening of the rise and fall of her chest. His hold on her was indeed tight, but she still struggled. Forcing her tiny palms against his torso and shaking her head, desperate whimpers escaping her. Her words misshapen by her mutilated breathing pattern, as that was what it sounded like. Literally mutilated and sheared by her breathing and wheezing. Yet you could faintly make out someone's name, a very familiar name that needs no introduction. She repeated it desperately, over and over. Then she managed a phrase, weak, cracked, and hardly noticeable through her deranged breathing. "Don't send me away." K.G. yelled, a shout that seemed unworldly, like it didn't come from him. So angry and loud there appeared to be no logical owner, yet it came from K.G. "Shut up! Get out of my head! Get out of my head!" K.G. gripped his skull, writhing on the ground like he was in pain. Blood seeped from his mouth, ears, and nose. His eyes strained at the back of his head, yowling and squirming on the floor. "Oh sweet mother Gaea! What is this!" He screamed loudly, then ceased completely. His eyes sagged, blood staining his face. He didn't smile, simply rose slowly. His blinks were few. "Excuse me..." He said absently, weaving around Zed and the strange boy, then descended from the house and disappeared. Augito's eyes were wide, watching after her brother, completely still.
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Post by johnblakeman on Aug 29, 2008 12:41:27 GMT -5
I AM BOB
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Post by Kodiak on Sept 1, 2008 19:29:17 GMT -5
After the big scene, Zed moved out of the doorway without hesitation, allowing K.G. to leave with ease. He couldn't say that he wasn't highly confused and loaded with blurred questions, but by the time he found his calm state K.G. was gone. He avoided gazing over at the young teen, knowing his expression would be much worse than his and Zed couldn't find an explanation for laughter. Indeed, the boy threw up his hands, after setting the previously struggling Augito back down, face twisted in a sea of emotions. "What the heck man." His voice was slightly irritated, but the hint of sarcasm exposed his relief. "You never said he was a freak." His eyes sagged in a disappointed way. He drew out his cell phone, tinkering with it as if it made him happier. Zed never met either of their eyes, his clear eyes were focused on something not important. He sighed, shoulders slackened as he slipped out of the door way, though not following K.G. His steps weren't rushed, and Tarzan was quiet as he began to depart.
Listened to: XEPHER hex yuz
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Post by asail on Sept 1, 2008 20:06:37 GMT -5
Augito's eyes were wide, staring fearfully at the ceiling above her. The rise and fall of her chest shivered and appeared to jump. As the act of her breathing was sharp and sudden, a mixture of hyperventilation and sleep. She did not stir from the position Tarzan had left her. Laying innocently on the floor, motionless. She blinked slowly yet frequently. After each blink her eyes became wetter and her lids descended slowly until her eyes closed. Her chest shuddered and a large tear gathered and traced the groove of her cheek. Augito's ripped wound had stained most of the fabric around it with blood, but the overall wound wasn't a cause for concern as long as the remaining stitches held. She couldn't take the silence, or the loneliness she felt. Her fingers twitched, and then twitched again. The digits slowly curled, her muscles were heavy with fatigue and trembled as she lifted her hair. Bringing her curled hands over her eyes. Embedding her fingers into her skin, nails dangerously close to her eyes as she pressed her hands roughly against her head. She cried, the strange rasps of her breaths shaking into small whimpers. "I-I can't take this anymore..." The words were slow, passing her lips; meek and hardly audible. However her actions were fast. Heaving what little weight she had she rolled, body stiff. The first two were the hardest but eventually the act was simple and mechanical. Her forehead hit the door frame momentarily, she winced, but she continued to roll. Whether this attempt was to follow Zed or a pathetic suicide Augito was aiming to roll completely out of the tree house.
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Post by Kodiak on Sept 1, 2008 22:39:10 GMT -5
Tarzan seemed too occupied as he had returned to the cyber realm of his phone to notice Augito's crying. His fingers pounded the buttons hastily and bitterly, eyes focused in interest. He attempted to pull away his gaze from her words, but decided to finish this text first. His head flinched slightly as he brought his attention back to his phone, staring attentively. He jumped slightly at the bang of her head on the frame, dropping the phone with a sudden release. "Wh-what are you.." He didn't finish as he dashed across the tree haven, grabbing her clothes before she could roll out, yet dangerously close. "...Doing." He let out a small sigh, eyes scanning over her new wounds with large eyes. He opened his mouth to say something, but his eyes drifted warily, jaw still hung open. Tarzan was still hovering over her, yet more protectively now. "My my, fancy seeing you here Zed." A chilly, young feminine voice coaxed. "Who knew this is where it was the whole time? So simple it's almost disgraceful, yet impressive. Are we tired of playing hero?" "I find your charade very entertaining." Crooned a male's voice. "I almost want to join in. Got a script for me?" The words were followed by crude laughter. Tarzan's eyes flickered. "F uck." He muttered, a word that seemed odd coming from his young mouth. He grabbed onto Augito more tightly, not noticing if he was holding her skin now or not. He seemed to be resisting some kind of urge, while his eyes continued to lock on the empty scene in front of him uselessly. "You have nothing to say? I know you love the sound of my laughter. Don't make it stop.." The masculine voice churred after no response the distinctive teen. "What's the bother Zed?" Came a purr. "You appear rather flustered." A third voice spoke up, unisex. "The smell of his blood is so strong.." The dialect was weak and shaky. "I-I want to k-know..want.." There was a terrible ripping noise, and Tarzan flinched. He dragged Augito harshly away from the opening. "You.do.not.move.from.here. Understand?" His urgent voice was strong and somewhat intimidating for his size. "Stay here no matter what happens, hear me? I will tie you down if I have to." He gazed at her with observing eyes, before slipping out of the safety of the tree house.
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Post by asail on Sept 1, 2008 23:16:04 GMT -5
When Tarzan grabbed a hold of her Augito didn't open her eyes. Moreover she squeezed them tightly, head hanging as she cried. She tried to stifle the tears but it was exhausting to try. Her tears large as they rolled down her face and down towards the ground below. As he pulled her back into the tree house she was dead weight like she had officially given up. Her arms limp and her body was well passed spent. Her body was in so much havoc that to describe all of her medical defaults would take hours. The exhaustion, the wounds, the sickness, growing ever more severe. Now her forehead was scraped from her impact with the door cause her dizzy mind to become rattled and her forehead started to bleed lightly. Augito rested limply against the inside of the tree house, her lashes hovering over her cheeks. Despite her dizziness, fatigue, her pain she still concentrated on staying awake. She was so afraid of sleep she would rather die of her injuries and exhaustion than risk having to make herself completely vulnerable. She didn't really listen to Tarzan, absorbing his words but not understanding them. The conversation outside could reach her and she felt her heart beat louder. They were saying Zed's name directly, he was there, they were laughing. They said his name so many times she felt her tears pound harder. Then she heard the rip, her eyes became frightfully wide. She panicked and fought to struggle, yet all her will managed to do was cause her body to land limply on her side. Head hitting the floorboards quite roughly, crying passed her clenched eyes. She felt so useless and it was tearing her apart. Her body trembled, pressing her face into the floorboards.
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Post by Kodiak on Sept 2, 2008 21:57:13 GMT -5
Strange noises rustled around the clearing, causing slight echo in the newly disturbed night. There was no sign of Tarzan or Zed, only the footsteps of someone or something lighter. Her sleek, and tender feline figure slipped into the tree house with ease. Abel approached Augito slightly, her gait confident and steady. Her noise wrinkled to sniff her hair and limp body and her tail gave a jerk. She purred, settling down on her belly and tucking her legs beneath her chest comfortably. Her normally greasy, flea bitten pelt contained a gloss that was somewhat more natural. Abel's deep lavender eyes watched Augito while low purrs continued to travel around her throat. She was awfully quiet for her normally chatter box self, but let out a tiny mew between purrs.
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Post by asail on Sept 2, 2008 22:17:48 GMT -5
Augito flinched at the sound of the footsteps. Slowly raising her stare from the floorboards. By the time she did, reluctant and wary from her depression, Abel was suddenly close enough to make her flinch again. Augito was obviously very jumpy, the meek twitches of her bodies a greater tremble than normal and nothing more. Her normal love of animals, derived from the inability of companionship during her childhood, didn't show for once. Her eyes did not stop the flood of tears around her raw reddening lids, in fact Abel's play for her attention only seemed to upset her more. For after a few minutes of simply staring and thinking briefly to herself Augito lowered her face back into the floor. Augito's eyes squeezed tightly as her next few tears were slightly heavier. This might appear odd, watching Augito hide herself in the floor and behind her forearm which she guarded her face with. She felt terrible for ignoring the cat, but only momentarily as her own depression forced the thought away. Augito, evidently, found herself too dirty of a person to deserve any attention or affection at that moment, even from an animal. The air was tense around her yet her body was so relaxed it looked like she was asleep or dead. She didn't know where Zed was, she couldn't help him, or look for him herself because she was useless, defeated, and lame. The fact sheared her heart to an unbearable extent; she couldn't help him if he needed it. She couldn't do anything but lay there and cry, which she did, quite feverishly.
Kaiyo was asleep in his room like a good boy. He didn't study for his exams cause the subject bored him. So he simply read two of his own books and fell asleep on the floor. He knew sleeping there would mess up his back in the morning but he was too apathetic to care.
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Post by Kodiak on Sept 2, 2008 23:28:11 GMT -5
Abel's purr paused briefly at Augito's exhausted cries. Her ears pressed back and her jaw split to carry out a yawn. She tweaked her tail, tongue drawn over her paw. The cool night winds behind her shuffled her fur. She suddenly screeched, claws outstretched but paws not flaying. She was dragged out of the tree haven, claws dug into the floorboards. Her fragile body was little resistance, and she was snatched out, crude scarlet smears left where she once was. The hands came back, dark red, reaching once more. But it wasn't a person they seeked. The pair grabbed onto the wood, dragging it's owner up. The person slid onto the floor, chest low and nearly touching with it. Tarzan was barely recognizable; his hat was gone and his black hair messy. His teeth were gritted in pain, and his eyes were wide on his tainted face. His petite figure slouched toward Augito, wide eyes beginning to sag. There was a decent amount of blood on his hands and arms, but most of it probably originated from the deep cut that spanned his neck and throat. He appeared tired yet alert at the same time. Most of the noises had calmed in the small forest, no signs of Abel, Zed, or any of the others. The still atmosphere casted a slightly awkward feel into the air.
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