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Post by chris on Apr 19, 2006 12:31:31 GMT
"That's kinda camp," commented Marcello, "you've got competition."
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Post by Zane on Apr 19, 2006 16:57:15 GMT
"Me? I'm not camp!" he cried indignantly. "I'm just...sort of...flamingly gay!" he snickered. "But its all your fault! You brought out my gay side!" he accused.
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Post by chris on Sept 13, 2006 11:56:21 GMT
"Well," Marcello thought a moment, "Yeah I suppose I did but that's a good thing you know because otherwise I'd still be alone... maybe dead and you'd be alone and dun dun dun maybe even have a nimir ra and be makign sweet love children," he shuddered, "surely living with a moody PMT suffering woman is a fate worse than death? I've never really taken female lovers... just y'know had it on with them and they get all testy when morning comes and you want to leave! Like I mean honestly..." He shook his head with a mischevious smile, "I'm gay what did they expect?"
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Post by Zane on Sept 13, 2006 19:28:24 GMT
"Yeeeah" He scrunched his nose up slightly at the thought, Eurgh, girls. "You can be my Nimir Ra; girls are overrated... Like, majorly overrated. They're too obsessive and bitchy and clingy for meee... And the way they don't tell you stuff, your just meant to know 'bout their feelings[/i]" Zane's last experience of girlfriends had been.... interesting. Like when Aria had caught Zane and Marcello in Guilty Pleasures.. Hm, that had to be one of the Top Ten Cringe-worthy momnts of his life... And Valentine's Day when Tessa and Aria got snarky for the fact that Zane was happy as larry (happier, even) to be molested by Marcello ^_^ The memories made him grin, even though he knew he should know better. "Hey, d'you remember Valentine's day?" he asked with a giggle. Yeeeah, he really was insesnsitive sometimes.. But seeing as no girls were there right then, he thought he was pretty safe.
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Post by chris on Sept 13, 2006 20:10:37 GMT
"Nimir Ra? For You? I mean I'm flattered and all, but won't I have to act responsible?" Marcello frowned. He could handle some responsibility but babysitting a bunch of wereleopards was quite high on that list of more than toe the line must not do's... Sure they had to be nice for Zane to want to spend so much time with them, but Marcello had a habit of disliking people and if the others were anything like Nathanial *shudder* he thought it would be best to distance himself. He looked at Zane long and hard with empty eyes thinking, "I mean if you really want me too... But you have to be very sure because I'll do anything for you. Valentine's Day? Ah yes, Saenia.. anoying b*tch."
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Post by Zane on Sept 15, 2006 15:53:24 GMT
"Well, your closest thing they're ever gonna get to a Nimir-Ra" he shrugged, a small smile tugging at his lips. "And its kinda by default anyway... And your a bit of a queen as it is.." he said with a snort of laughter, burying his face in his arm for a few seconds as he tried not to laugh. "Don't worry though" he added, seeing the look on Marcello's face. "I know its, like, not the same if your not a lycan..." Zane loved being a wereleopard, and having the closeness of a Pard. Before Marcello, the Pard had been his entire world. All his closest friends, some of them even more like family. The blond lycan loved the cutsey closeness ^_^ He'd lost all that when he ran away from home.
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Post by chris on Sept 16, 2006 10:19:54 GMT
Marcello frowned, "Hmm..." He fell silent watching Zane trying not to laugh and then look at him seriously. Should he, shouldn't he? It was a hard thing to do, once you'd made the choice you couldn't go back on it at a whim, it was a complicated state of affairs in fact. "I'd do anything for you... Master." He grinned, "Nimir Ra? Won't be so bad now will it? I mean you'll teach me what to and you'll tell me when I'm out of line, or when I'm supposed to help someone until I get the hang of it yeah? I want to be part of your Pard Zane... honest I does..."
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Post by Zane on Sept 17, 2006 18:43:01 GMT
"You do?" he asked brightly, smile wilting just a little at the edges as he remembered the conversation with Edward... He doesn't like vampires, Zane. What about Lycanthropes? The slayers words echoed through his head, making his stomach flutter with guilt. But of course Marcello like lycans! He even said he wanted to be part of the Pard... But it was going to eat away at him unless he knew, just for certain, that Edward was wrong. Now, just to attempt to find a subtler way of putting it than 'Someone told me you hated lycans and you used to torture/ritually sacrifice/abuse them. Did you really?' "I'll teach you, yeeah, but you really don't gotta be. I mean, I know you said you'd do whatever I said, but if you don't really want to if.. If you don't really like hanging out with a bunch of emotionally abused" Well, it seemed to sum up pretty much most of his Pard... "subs, then I promise I won't be offended.."
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Post by chris on Sept 18, 2006 19:15:51 GMT
Marcello frowned, "there's something on your mind... I can feel it pushing outwards..." Sometimes being a vaudun did pay of, "Do you think I can't handle it or what? I know I've not been the strongest person in the past but the skeletons in my closet have been well and trully obliterated? I know Aidrean and I don't see eye to eye and all that but you know I'm willing to swallow my pride and he his for the safety of something so dear to his heart and with your happiness so dear to mine. I don't want to have to be this really cruel pillar of fear mind, I can't deal with having to boss around the Pard I don't think it's fair to put ideas into their minds. But yes, Zane I'll be whatever you want me to be... A life lived in fear is a life only half lived..."
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Post by Zane on Sept 23, 2006 19:58:54 GMT
"No! S'not that I think you can't do it, and its not like I want you to have to spend all your time doing my job... " he trailed off, suddenly hating Edward. Ignorance was bliss. And Zane, ignorant of sooo much was usually so perfectly happy. "There's just like this little thing." he admitted after a second, picking at a thread on one of the rips in the knee of his jeans. "See, there's this Slayer, Edward. The vampire's call him Death. He's like an undead hitman; a complete psychopath pain in the a$$, but he came to talk to me 'bout Nathaniel... Only he said some stuff about you too... Like that you didn't like lycans much. And about when you were an apprentice, stuff you and your Master used to do..." He rubbed the back of his neck out of habit, his fingers touching on the rough skin of the scars hidden just below the hairline. Yeah, everyone had skeletons.
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Post by chris on Sept 23, 2006 20:07:39 GMT
Marcello smiled, and it wasn't particularly friendly. A shadow passed over his face his purple eyes fading into deep red for a split second before he blinked the blood away, "Death? He came to talk to you..." his voice was quiet and dark, "that's amusing. He came to see me the other day as well. He was trying to enlist my services..." Marcello lost the reminiscance quickly realising how that might sound, "he wants to kill some master vampires Zane, no lycanthropes... he didn't tell me who or go into details but I've had a little experience with masters, using magic against them. My tutor was skilled and I was learning how to do the same when Edward and I first met. We both had a passion against vampires and we worked together for a while whilst he was in the area. We spoke, we were good friends I suppose, we had an affinity. You know when you just can't help but agree with someone? Anyway, he came to a few sit-in's, watched my tutor and I perform spells. My tutor hated lycanthropes, used to use them in his spells as sacrifices and truth was if I disobeyed I was punished, magic can hide alot of scars Zane, I was young enough to be sh*t scared of being punished like my tutor punished the lycanthropes," Marcello told the truth about the punishments but his truth telling was limited, "I don't, genuinely, have a problem with lycanthropes, if I did would I be with you? I had to perform the spells else I'd be in deeper turd than the sacrifice himself... look... maybe Edward got the wrong idea?"
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Post by Zane on Sept 28, 2006 13:46:05 GMT
"People'll do alot when they're scared, won't they?" he said after a moments thought. "I get that... And the scarifice thing.. Well, its not like I can take the moral highground, is it? Murders the only way to get power when your terminally furry." Lycanthrope politics were fairly heartless. Like vampire politics, really, only with less warped mind games. "Aidren's one of the vampires he's supposed to be killing. Did you knwo that?" he added, not accusingly, simply because talking about Edward now made him think of poor Aidrean, the only nice vampire Zane had ever met. "..." he wrinkled his nose up slightly, more comfortable to pull his knees up to his chest and look at the rips than at Marcello. "Yeah.. Maybe he got the wrong idea.." he agreed slowly, sounding far from convinced.
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Post by chris on Sept 28, 2006 13:53:06 GMT
"Killing Aidrean?" Marcello shrugged giving nothing away in his eyes, "Edward said all the master vampires and I thought there could be a chance that he'd be in amongst them. To be honest, I don't really know of many Masters around here soooo..." he left the sentance hanging, "Edward's an alright guy really. If you don't get on his wrong side you can have some fun with him at least. Look, he probably wouldn't do nothing to you because he'll have an angry vaudun to deal with and that never ends pretty... Just don't get in his way. What's Aidrean anyway? He doesn't matter... he's a dead guy already."
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Post by Zane on Sept 28, 2006 14:10:58 GMT
"Edward? An alright guy?" he reapeated, hardly believing his little wereleopardy ears. "That was a joke right? I mean, gee, sure, he's alright if your into that whole kinda hide-the-knives crazy! Gawd, then he's a whole barrel of laughs!" he said indignantly. "Keep on his good side? Well, I've screwed that up..." he snorted, remembering something about having stabbed Edward with his own dagger once, for threatening to shoot Arlian. "And I know you and Aidrean aren't ever gonna me bosom buddies or anything, but thats heartless. Aidrean's my friend" he said with the kind of unwavering stubbourness of a five year old. "If I can interfere and get in Edward's way, then I will."
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Post by chris on Sept 28, 2006 14:14:08 GMT
Marcello scowled, "Fine." His voice was almost a growl, scary... "If you want to be a stubborn two-year-old about everything all the time what do I care? Edward used to kill lycanthropes for sport he could finish you off too... doesn't that penetrate? I don't want you dead, but if you can't sit back and watch things unfold instead of meddling maybe you deserve to die..." Marcello stood up and cleared the bed in a fluid motion, "Self-preservation is more important than some crusting vampire."
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