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Post by Micheia on Oct 2, 2005 0:47:07 GMT -5
Micheia looked at the fidgeting Yeril and grabbed his hand once again, trying to soothe him. He smiled at the Mentsiquar then looked back Osiris. The A.I nodded and the hologram disappeared. The half-breed then attached the device to his left wrist and Osiris' voice spoke from there, "It's really quite easy... You see, when Micheia here was just 5 years old, some scientists implanted a chip on the base of skull that was connect tohis brain's nerve. With that chip I'm practically connected to 'Keia here... So, whatever he wants to say is sent to me, and of course I tell them to the person he's speaking too... Like right now."
Micheia blushed while half-heartedly shrugging his shoulders. That was the only way he could communicate with other, with the use of technology. He then secured his basket on his arm, grabbed Yeril's hand on his own and continued on to their destination.
Turning right, Micheia spotted the huge house of his Uncle.
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Post by Yeril on Oct 2, 2005 1:03:22 GMT -5
Yeril smiled as the other held his hand, pulling him along. The clasping of their hands was always such a nice feeling. Not only was it calming, but it made what Rida, one of his brothers, would sometimes call 'happy tingles'. He think he liked it.
"I see," he said as they turned a corner. "Basically it's like a regular communicator, but the other half is in your mind. Interesting..."
Suddenly he smiled and asked Osiris, "Does that mean you can read his thoughts? Or is there a difference between those thoughts and his word ones?"
Too busy asking questions, he didn't realize that they had stopped in front of a large house until they had. He gaped slightly. This had to be one of the biggest buildings he had ever seen!
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Post by Micheia on Oct 2, 2005 1:12:43 GMT -5
Osiris sniggered while Micheia's eyes widen in surprise. "It's quite complicated really... I can read some of his thoughts, but he could block me out if he wants too. Why? Do you wanna find out about something?" At the suggestive leer on his A.I's voice, Micheia blushed bright red.
Quickly looking back at Yeril he saw the man's mouth hanging open at the sight of the house. Raising himself on his tiptoes, he reached out with his hand and closed the gaping mouth by the Mentsiquar's chin.
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Post by Yeril on Oct 2, 2005 1:21:00 GMT -5
Yeril blinked and looked down at Micheia, smiling. "Right. Thank you," he said before, winking. "I don't know. I just thought it'd be a useful thing; to be able to find out what someone is thinking, that is. I'll have to test out that theory later. Right now though, there looks like a man staring at us from out that window..."
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Post by Micheia on Oct 2, 2005 1:39:22 GMT -5
Micheia then turned and saw his Uncle Klerin. He smiled and waved at the faerie. He looked back at Yeril and dragged him into the house.
The moment the two of them entered, Klerin immediately greeted them. "Welcome home, Micheia." He kissed his nephew on the forehead then turned his gaze on the Mentsiquar.
"That's Yeril Rosque of Mentsiquar. He came here seeking a tribe that was called the Harvesters. 'Keia here agreed to help him." Osiris' voice resounded through the room.
Klerin smiled at the taller man and introduced himself, "I'm Klerin. Welcome to our abode." He then turned to Micheia. "Did you get what I need?" Taking the basket he then turned and headed to the kitchen. "Why not entertain your guest for the mean time, 'Keia. Lunch will be ready in an hour."
Micheia smiled and nodded, turning back to the Mentsiquar he tilted his head to the side, "So what do you want to do?" Osiris' voice resounded again, but this time it sounded different. It wasn't perky and cheerful but calm and mellow.
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Post by Yeril on Oct 2, 2005 1:51:42 GMT -5
"Not like I know what one does in a place like this. Why don't you tell...me...?" Yeril trailed off before he realized something. Leaning forward to look in the boy's eyes, he shivered as warm breath ghosted over his face and he swallowed before blinking at the change.
Tilting his head to the side curiously, he slwoly asked, "What's with the change in tone...? Is that actually you, Micheia?"
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Post by Micheia on Oct 2, 2005 2:03:37 GMT -5
Micheia blushed and smiled shyly at Yeril. "Yes.. this is just one of my communicator's feature." He looked up at the man and stared at those dark-golden eyes. He shrugged then, biting his lower lip. "It bothers me sometimes... So, I usually leave it when I go out... Uhm... so, how about we sit outside at the backyard. There's a swing there that could sit two people." He looked up at Yeril his eyes sparkling with curiosity and wonder. "You could tell me all about your travels... I've never been to other planets before aside from Sensaforia... and Zerca, of course. I wanna know what its like..."He blushed at his sudden eagerness. He hoped he wasn't being too pushy. He really want to know this man more. Somehow it sparked his curiosity... and a lot more.... ((Bleh! I got tired of the underlines!))
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Post by Yeril on Oct 2, 2005 2:12:25 GMT -5
Suddenly a laugh bubbled up from inside him and he smiled at the other's eagerness. Most people just told him to shut up when he started rambling about his adventures. They only one who really ever seemed excited was Felafel, so this was a nice change of pace.
"Well, what do you want to know? I've been a lot of places since I turned 17, so It'd be nice to have specifics...I'll tell you anything you want to know. You have to share your own piece of information though! I don't want to be getting the short end of the stick."
He motioned for Micheia to lead the way to the bench, so that they could get on with their talk.
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Post by Micheia on Oct 2, 2005 2:28:31 GMT -5
Micheia lead the way out to the backyard. Seeing the gigantic swing set that was meant to be seated by two people, he made a bee-line towards it and sat. He patted the sit next to him, indicating for Yeril to sit down as well. He then turned to the other man so he was slightly sitting sideways. He looked at the markings on the man's body, tracing the one on Yeril's left arm with his finger he answered the older man's earlier question. "Why not start with your tatoos... Do they symbolize something like in Jeskara?" ((We're on a roll! Three pages in one sitting! WOAH! O.O))
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Post by Yeril on Oct 2, 2005 2:53:54 GMT -5
Yeril felt his body heat rise a little as the other traced over his skin. He wasn't sure whether he wanted to lean in or away more. The touch was so delicate and comforting, calming and soft...Finally, he decided to just sit still and work on breathing for a bit.
He listened to the other's question and brightened. "Yes, actually they do! Besides the one I showed you on my neck, the two on the arm you're...tracing are symbols of a hunter and a fisherman. They're both from different clans though. Uh...The one on my other arm is something I got from being a shaman's apprentice. It's a sign of knowledge, truth, wisom. That sort of thing..."
Twisting a bit so that the other could see better, he briefly ran a finger over the line underneath his chest that wound around to his back. "This one is for acheivement. It's probably my favourite because of what it represents. If you look close, you can see that it's divided into 8 pieces. That means I've done 8 great things while I was there with them. They add on with each honor. I mean, I've seen some of the village men with markings all over their body..." he explained, his voice taking on a awe-like quality.
Quickly he snapped out of it, and glanced at the other and grinned sheepishly at his zone-out. "The last one I have is..." Hooking a finger in his waistband, he pulled down the fabric a bit, but not enough for any skin more then neccessary to be shown. "This one," he said, pointing at the thin darkish line. "It was probably the most painful to recieve, but it was worth it. It's a mark of brotherhood."
Yes, those were fond memories that he held dear. They were the memories of the people that he would call his closest of kin. Thinking this, he came up with his question. "Tell me about your family," he said. "I already met your brother and uncle, albeit briefly. Anyone or something more?" he asked.
((Very awesome. ^_^ Already are we to the little flame-y, red folder. *party*))
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Post by Micheia on Oct 2, 2005 3:27:43 GMT -5
Micheia looked at the so called brotherhood marking and reached out with his hand to trace it. He was in awe with the older man. So many achievement in such a short amount of time... He really admire his courage and bravery to wander through unknown lands. Hearing his question about his family, he looked and smiled at Yeril.
"My family?" Micheia chuckled with Osiris' voice, his eyes getting distant. "I have a HUGE family! Both from my father's side and my mother's. As you can tell my mother is a Sensaforian. My Uncle Klerin is my mother's brother's mate. Actually, I'm just visiting here this month. My real home is in Zerca. So, yes... I'm a Zercan." He looked at Yeril, eyes sparkling with joy at mentioning his family.
"My Zercan father came from a noble family with a long line of Dukes under the Shodan rule. And us his kits, were candidates for the Dukedom... But I turned it down since I'm not interested." He gave a non-chalant shrug. "I have another brother actually. He's Nexeu's twin. His name is Nexus and he's now living in Jeskara along with his mate..." Micheia seemed to somber at the mention of the last sentence, but he quickly shrug it off and gave Yeril a wry grin. And don't even getting me started on my father's side of the family..."
((*squeal* Let's cheer to that! ;D ))
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Post by Yeril on Oct 2, 2005 8:53:27 GMT -5
Yeril smiled as the other the other was suddenly radiating with this great joy. Obviously Micheia cared a lot about his family and loved them dearly. He did wonder why the other seemed so somber at the menion of his brother though.
He wanted to ask, but he didn't want the other to get upset...So he settled on saying, "So, I take it your father's side is just as big or bigger?"
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Post by Micheia on Oct 2, 2005 9:00:55 GMT -5
Micheia nodded vigorously. "Bigger! I missed them though... It's very seldom now that our whole family got together. Well since we're talking about family, how about yours? I'm sure you have a great family also..." He grinned at the older man.
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Post by Yeril on Oct 2, 2005 9:17:55 GMT -5
Looking off into the distance, Yeril sighed. A great family..? Thinking about it, he supposed he did. It was just that they didn't work well with him.
"Both my parents are alive. Both humanoids - both from Mentsiquar, they can't do that interesting trick of yours. Let's see...My mom is quite a...different...individual. I love him, really I do." He debated on mentioning his father, but decided against it. Instead he began talking about his siblings.
"I have three brothers. One elder and two younger ones. My youngest brother would be my favourite. Felafel's so sweet and amusing...It's quite a change compared to the rest of the family. He's recently mated a Fae, so now he doesn't live with the others. My other two brothers, Jeswin and Rida, are mates..." A smile crossed his face and he looked back at Micheia. "I'm going to be an uncle soon, you know."
He thought it was great that his family was so happy, but he knew it wasn't because of him. It was kind of sad. Everyone, minus his youngest brother, always seemed to forget about him until he came for a visit. Not that those ever lasted long, seeing as how soon it was that his father would in on him and how the others seemed closed-off around him. Maybe it was his fault because he travel, maybe not.
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Post by Micheia on Oct 2, 2005 9:30:10 GMT -5
Micheia could feel the sadness of Yeril once again. And his heart ached at the notion that the thoughts of the blonde-haired man's family was making him sad. He seemed happy at first about mentioning them. Especially his siblings and the new addition to their family on the way.
He leaned his head on the man's shoulder and clasped his left hand in between his own. He had to comfort Yeril. He didn't like it when the man became sad. It hurt... It hurt him. He couldn't explain why, he was acting like this. Maybe because the man's own emotions is affecting him. But then the roaring of the beast within him was saying otherwise...
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