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Post by phantasmalunar on Apr 4, 2010 19:20:41 GMT -5
Ciero cringed as the door was slammed in his face, rubbing the red mark on his cheek. Sighing, he turned and started back to his family's house.
It had been a month since he'd started the affair with this last bearer, he knew it was about time that it ended, but he'd wanted break up on his own terms. Apparently his latest lover heard the rumors that he didn't have relationships that lasted more than a few months, and got scared when he saw Ciero talking to another bearer.
Well, if the guy was going to be so rash about things, then he definately didn't want to be with him. Firey types just didn't fit him, he had enough fire for two people in his passion.
Ciero chuckled at his own joke. "Well, it looks like it's time to find a new bed, I really don't want to go back to my parents."
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Post by praiseofblood on Apr 4, 2010 23:11:40 GMT -5
Ceyenne was in the library, as always, reading his uncle Akale's newest thriller. He dreamed of one day being as great a writer as his uncle Akale or Crat'ka, but it seemed a far away dream. He'd written several manuscripts, but none have come back yet. Ceyenne sighed a bit disparagingly, before returning to his book.
His grandbearer, Isis the Master Librarian, strolled over, smiling at his grandson. "Hello Cece, dear." he said kissing the top of his head and going to put some books in their places. Ceyenne just grunted out a greeting and returned to the pages. .
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Post by phantasmalunar on Apr 5, 2010 16:46:32 GMT -5
Ciero walked into the library on a whim going over to the poetry section. He randomly picked up a book and grimaced seeing a poem his younger brother had written. He then turned to the cover and rolled his eyes seeing that the whole book was filled with his brother's poetry.
"Why did that brat publish a whole book?" he asked himself scaling along the book cases boredly.
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Post by praiseofblood on Apr 5, 2010 17:12:01 GMT -5
Ceyenne continued reading, his eyes hooded, his breathing even as he became absorbed in his book.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Apr 5, 2010 18:19:33 GMT -5
Ciero suddenly caught sight of a boy reading. He turned his attention away for a minute before looking back at the boy. Shrugging, figuring it couldn't hurt to try, Ciero grabbed a random poem book and went to sit by the boy.
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Post by praiseofblood on Apr 5, 2010 18:25:54 GMT -5
Ceyenne paid no attention to Ciero, just reading, his liquid blue eyes flicking over the pages as he turned them.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Apr 5, 2010 18:39:44 GMT -5
Ciero wasn't reading at all, he didn't even bother to open the book. Noticing that the boy was enthralled with his reading, Ciero decided he'd have to take action. "Is that book any interesting, you seem very engrossed into it."
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Post by praiseofblood on Apr 5, 2010 18:45:35 GMT -5
Someone snapped him out of the spell, and Ceyenne looked up, training his blue gaze on the male next to him. "I'm sorry, what?" he asked softly.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Apr 5, 2010 19:01:18 GMT -5
"That book, it must be interesting, it seemed like you were going to soak right into the pages," Ciero said with a gentle smile.
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Post by praiseofblood on Apr 5, 2010 19:03:42 GMT -5
Ceyenne nodded. "Ah, yeah...it's my uncle's newest book." he said, flipping the book over to show the male the cover.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Apr 5, 2010 19:04:58 GMT -5
"Aw, yes, he is a good writer. He's your uncle?" Ciero said making conversation.
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Post by praiseofblood on Apr 5, 2010 19:06:44 GMT -5
"Akale Akahai, yes. My father's brother." he said, looking at the male. Who had blue hair?
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Post by phantasmalunar on Apr 5, 2010 20:12:11 GMT -5
Ciero ran a hand through his bright blue hair nodding. "Yes, I've heard that name many times. My little brother's an author, too, though he does poems and romance stories."
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Post by praiseofblood on Apr 5, 2010 20:14:15 GMT -5
Ceyenne blinked. "And his name?" he asked, cocking his head.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Apr 5, 2010 20:16:38 GMT -5
"Glwys Teer, and I'm Ciero Teer, nice to meet you," Ciero said sticking a hand out for the boy to shake.
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