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Post by annon on Nov 20, 2005 12:47:39 GMT -5
“Obey my parents?” Annon jerked his head up to stare at Arizka. “Of course I do!” Bitterness ran deep in his voice. “However… your son kidnapping me is getting in the way of that. I’m engaged. I have obligations to my father to fulfill. My father is never anything but angry with me. Angry with me, my mother and anyone else who does not fit into his perfect definitions. You do what you can to meet your parent’s obligations and hide the rest.” With this, he once again ran his fingers along the arch shaped object behind his ear, dropping his gaze. “Wouldn’t it be better for all concerned if he just took me back and forgot I exist?” Annon finished on a whisper.
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Post by Rana Mau Abyssin on Nov 20, 2005 17:49:43 GMT -5
Tara shook her head. "I'm afraid that's impossible, kitten. Mau won't forget you and he'll pine without you." She sat down, gently grooming Annon's hair with her fingers. "Your father shouldn't always be angry with you. One must obey one's parents to the extent that it doesn't harm us. Her fingers also ran across the object. "What is this? I do not recognise it." She frowned.
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Post by annon on Nov 21, 2005 12:01:18 GMT -5
Annon jerked as her fingers ran across the arch shaped object that he usually kept concealed by his hair. He practically leapt away from her, hands moving reflexively to cover both his ear and the object. “It nothing. Nothing. Don’t worry about it.” Annon replied hastily his gaze shifting around the room in order to look everywhere but at her.
His hand once again traced the object. It had become instinctive. A habit he had acquired whenever he was nervous and unsure. It was so ingrained in him; he did not even realize he was doing so. “You sure I can’t just go home?” His nervousness was coming through in his voice. This was a redundant question he was asking now. The only reason he was doing so was in order to distract Tara from the previous topic of conversation.
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Post by Rana Mau Abyssin on Nov 29, 2005 19:40:24 GMT -5
"Yes.Nowplease, tell me what that thing is. It's not nothing, I can see it. And if it wasn't important, you'd just explain it." She shook her head. "Please, kitten, I'm here to help you, not to hurt you. I'm your friend." Her smile was gentle.
There were sounds of a heated argument coming from the other room where Rana and his other mother had disappeared to.
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Post by annon on Dec 2, 2005 13:12:17 GMT -5
Annon felt trapped. However, he decided to try and avoid what seemed to be unavoidable. Lightly tracing the object in question he responded evenly. “It’s just there for decorative purposes. Call it an act of rebellion against my father.”
Having said that, he turned and voluntarily walked straight into the argument that was currently in progress. This was done in order to escape Tara and all her questions as well as in order to find something to distract himself with. He did not wish to think about his ear. It reminded him of all he had lost.
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Post by Rana Mau Abyssin on Dec 27, 2005 21:30:16 GMT -5
Rana abruptly started ignoring his mother as soon as his prospective mate walked in the room. His hair puffed a bit and he sauntered up to Annon in a way that he knew showed off his body. He smiled at the boy, ignoring his mother's protests. Tara went to cuddle her mate, trying to calm Azrika. Azrika was hissing.
"Are you ok, mau?" Rana asked Annon, stroking his face a bit.
((sorry for my absence. RL has been complicated of late.))
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Post by annon on Dec 28, 2005 15:04:04 GMT -5
Annon, sent Rana a viscious glare pushing him away, all but snarling at him. "I want to go home. Now!" He snapped, anger and fear overiding his normal common sense. Fear of uncertainty, fear of the strangers he did not know, but most of all fear of discovery. He feared these individuals, finding his flaws, his weaknesses and discovering the deficiency he had managed to hide from even his own father for so many years. Tara had nearly stumbled upon such a flaw and this scared him. Thus. driven by this fear, even his usual courtesy was forgotten.
((Sure... I missed you though... RL??? What on earth is RL?))
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Post by Rana Mau Abyssin on Dec 28, 2005 19:54:40 GMT -5
((Hehe. Sorry. *huggles* will a naked Rana-in-a-bottle make up for it? RL. Real life. Something that I'm just discovering. It's big and scary and involves people in my family getting strange diseases that make them crazy.))
Rana hissed petulantly, like a kitten who had been denied something. "No. You're mine, mau. You can't go away and leave me, mau." He gave Annon a look. "Please stay, mau. I'll be a wonderful mate, mau."
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Post by annon on Dec 30, 2005 13:21:06 GMT -5
Annon stubbornly stood ramrod straight, glaring in anger at anyone and everyone. He was holding onto his anger as a coping mechanism, uncertain as to what else he could do. Put quite simply, he was scared and had no idea how to cope. "I want to go home." He tried again, on the verge of pleading. "I am not who you might think I am and can never be who it seems you so obviously want me to be. So please... just take me home to my fiance, forget about me and find another."
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Post by Rana Mau Abyssin on Jan 4, 2006 21:26:39 GMT -5
"I can't, mau. We have only one mate, mau, and to let you get away when I finally found you, mau..." he looked a little diswrought. "Here. Sit down, mau.Calm down, mau. No one's going to hurt you, mau.
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Post by annon on Jan 12, 2006 8:39:58 GMT -5
Annon sighed. Defeated. Sinking down into the seat, hand once more nervously playing with his ear. “What am I expected to do?” He enquired softly, at a loss. “You don’t know anything about me.” He continued softly, after a moments pause. “And I’m not sure you will like what you find out.”
(Sorry this took so long… Currently we are having severe internet problems at home… I’m hoping they will fix our line soon… Hijacked a comp to do this…)
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Post by Rana Mau Abyssin on Jan 12, 2006 22:40:43 GMT -5
((It's ok *hugs* I hope the problem gets fixed soon.))
"You're expected to be my mate, mau. And let me care for you, mau. And our kits, mau." He kneeled in front of him, taking his hands and nuzzling them. "I will love you no matter what, mau. I would love you if you were old and crinkly, mau, even if you were a woman, mau."
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Post by annon on Jan 15, 2006 9:26:04 GMT -5
Annon groaned, staring at Rana as if he were insane. "And how exactly am I supposed to do that? Be your mate?" Annon snorted. "For one, I'm rather obviously male... in case you didn't notice. Two, my eyesight is not perfect. I wear glasses among other things. That takes constant care as it changes over time. I'm stubborn. Human. Insane it seems and have no idea how to be anyone except for a diplomats son."
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Post by Rana Mau Abyssin on Jan 15, 2006 21:59:23 GMT -5
"All zercan mates are men, mau," he winced as both his mothers glared at him. "Except some females, mau. But they mate to each other, mau. Like my mothers, mau. We can still have kits, mau. It's in our biological systems, mau, and it 'infects' any race that we choose to breed with, mau." He smiled. "Your sight we can correct, mau. I'll take you to the doctor tomorrow, mau. Diplomacy is always good, mau. You can help out with sales, mau. And greeting and hosting tea parties for clients, mau." He smiled hopefully.
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Post by annon on Jan 16, 2006 14:09:04 GMT -5
Annon's lip quirked. He couldn't help it. As shocking as all of this was, it was also amusing and his innate dry humor was coming to the fore. Finally, he decided to heck with control. It wasn't like his fathers diplomatic relations would be affected by anything he did right now anyway. He chuckled lightly.
"So basically what you are telling me is that I'm expected to allow you to 'infect' me in such a way so as to allow me to give up my masculinity and go through childbirth, or is it you that will be having the 'kits' as you call them and stay here for the rest of my life? Here where I know neither the customs nor the people, wherever this may be and work as a salesperson serving customers 'tea'?"
Annon shook his head. The stranger that had kidnapped him had absolutely no idea how ludicrous this all sounded but Annon supposed that it at least afforded him some form of amusement. "And what if, by giving me this freedom you find out along with me of course that I'm not actually a decent person? I was never allowed choices. Aren't you afraid I might make the wrong ones?"
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