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"Oh, you're awake. Sorry I woke you." Gabriel said, suddenly a bit embarassed he had just barged in. "I couldn't sleep, so I took a walk around and realized those people who had harassed you and beat me up might get to you if you left your door unlocked tonight... So, here I am. Sorry if I'm being creepy."
He declined her blanket however. Partially because he wouldn't want to make a lady feel less dressed (pyjamas or not) and partially because he wasn't super clean so he wouldn't want to make her blanket dirty. "Oh, don't mind me, keep the blanket. I wouldn't want to make your blankets all dirty. Being a hobo and all." he said with a joking smile at the end. "The rest of my squad is back at the camp. I didn't want to wake them up either."
He had taken his jacket off and hung it over the chair he was sitting on. Other than that he was wearing a t-shirt with a ragged jacket over it. Pair that with some dirty ol' chinos and you got yourself a Gabriel. The only thing that was recently new on him was his socks. He had acquired a pack of nice socks from some volunteer workers at a homeless shelter.
"If you want to go back to sleep I wont keep you up. I hope you don't mind I'm ... Creepin' around."
He declined her blanket however. Partially because he wouldn't want to make a lady feel less dressed (pyjamas or not) and partially because he wasn't super clean so he wouldn't want to make her blanket dirty. "Oh, don't mind me, keep the blanket. I wouldn't want to make your blankets all dirty. Being a hobo and all." he said with a joking smile at the end. "The rest of my squad is back at the camp. I didn't want to wake them up either."
He had taken his jacket off and hung it over the chair he was sitting on. Other than that he was wearing a t-shirt with a ragged jacket over it. Pair that with some dirty ol' chinos and you got yourself a Gabriel. The only thing that was recently new on him was his socks. He had acquired a pack of nice socks from some volunteer workers at a homeless shelter.
"If you want to go back to sleep I wont keep you up. I hope you don't mind I'm ... Creepin' around."
yeah kinda xD
although I've been posting a lot recently! be proud of me
although I've been posting a lot recently! be proud of me
Before parting with Auron, Julius realizes something. "Oh by the way, you can keep my dagger. I'll keep the one I found on the Goblin leader. The silver dagger."
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Cut to later, Julius was excited for the promise of learning spells next class. It was crazy. Learning spells! Finally! Julius had learned Empower and Stardust, of course, but... It wasn't really conjuring up infernos with spells or summoning demons. Hell, even healing or blinding light like James had done! Julius was excited for this one... But then he remembered it was time for weapon class. Bah, lunch first!
Talking to Marcus and the gang during lunch, Julius decided to admit it was him, James and Auron who had beaten the goblins. Although he also spread the rumour that Auron didn't do anything and had basicly just fallen to the ground. Dropping his voice low, Julius theorized that it might have been some sort of demon thing, since he had heard Auron attended demonic classes and that his dad was Gregory Zecane himself. He said James had saved his life twice, first by blinding the goblins so Julius could take out their leader, and again when he healed his wound. Although Julius realized this made him sound less of a badass, having been saved and not killed those goblins himself, he did feel like credit was due where it was due. "Though Auron -did- kill one goblin I think. I couldn't quite see that well, I was fighitng off five of them while the others took on only two each."
Later, travelling to weapon class... Well, it was an unnverving sight. Students lie on the ground moaning and ... Well one of them was puking now. Great, Julius thought. The teacher was more nuts than the raw magic teacher.
"Okay sissy, fight me." says the teacher. Julius started sweating. The nord culture was a lot about first impressions, so if he seemed weak now by saying he was wounded he would be taken as a "sissy" forever. No! He wouldn't let his proud Nord heritage be stained. "Pfeh." Julius attempts to appear confident. "First a horde of goblins and now this. Fine, I'll fight you!" he stretches his arms to see how far he can push himself without ripping his wound open... Not very far, he realized. No matter.
He raise his arms in a garde, and eyed his opponent. Yikes... This was probably gonna hurt.
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Cut to later, Julius was excited for the promise of learning spells next class. It was crazy. Learning spells! Finally! Julius had learned Empower and Stardust, of course, but... It wasn't really conjuring up infernos with spells or summoning demons. Hell, even healing or blinding light like James had done! Julius was excited for this one... But then he remembered it was time for weapon class. Bah, lunch first!
Talking to Marcus and the gang during lunch, Julius decided to admit it was him, James and Auron who had beaten the goblins. Although he also spread the rumour that Auron didn't do anything and had basicly just fallen to the ground. Dropping his voice low, Julius theorized that it might have been some sort of demon thing, since he had heard Auron attended demonic classes and that his dad was Gregory Zecane himself. He said James had saved his life twice, first by blinding the goblins so Julius could take out their leader, and again when he healed his wound. Although Julius realized this made him sound less of a badass, having been saved and not killed those goblins himself, he did feel like credit was due where it was due. "Though Auron -did- kill one goblin I think. I couldn't quite see that well, I was fighitng off five of them while the others took on only two each."
Later, travelling to weapon class... Well, it was an unnverving sight. Students lie on the ground moaning and ... Well one of them was puking now. Great, Julius thought. The teacher was more nuts than the raw magic teacher.
"Okay sissy, fight me." says the teacher. Julius started sweating. The nord culture was a lot about first impressions, so if he seemed weak now by saying he was wounded he would be taken as a "sissy" forever. No! He wouldn't let his proud Nord heritage be stained. "Pfeh." Julius attempts to appear confident. "First a horde of goblins and now this. Fine, I'll fight you!" he stretches his arms to see how far he can push himself without ripping his wound open... Not very far, he realized. No matter.
He raise his arms in a garde, and eyed his opponent. Yikes... This was probably gonna hurt.
Gabriel wasn't ready for the hug, and sort of awkwardly accepted it. When she was finished, Gabriel could tell she was embarassed, as was evident in her red cheeks. Gabriel snickered to himself. "Don't apologize. It's alright. I might just... Not smell very nice. You should probably take a shower now." he grinned at her, sort of teasing about the showering part.
"Alright... Take care, Vanessa. I'll be here at 10 tomorrow, wether the others say yes or no." he says, smiling.
He then left, and took a walk around his territory. He could feel the stench of the Up-town pack around his territory. They were closing in, and he didn't like it.
Getting back home, he called for a meeting. The others were nervous at first, but they soon noticed Gabriel was in a good mood. They joked about him seeing Vanessa, but he gave them a look and they'd lay off.
He told them about her offer, and gave Conrad his 20 bucks, which he of course wanted to share with everyone and was overjoyed about. After a few minutes of debate, the group agrees to travel to Vanessa's old house. Some were sceptic, but nobody saw a reason to doubt Vanessa after she had saved Gabriel and patched him up.
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They slept well that night. All except Gabriel. He couldn't escape the smell of the Up-town pack running aroudn his territory. His dreams reminded him of Vanessa, and his past. Could the girl from back then be Vanessa? It didn't bother him as much as it did earlier, but... Her scar... He remembered where he hurt the girl from his past, how he had slashed her chest. It was too similar. Her scent was almost the same. It was... Strange.
He got up in the night, without waking the others. He made his way to the edge of his territory again, patrolling or some such thing he told himself. Eventually, he arrived at Vanessa's apartment building. It was late at night, probably 1 or 2 am... He didn't have a watch.
He remember her mentioning she was keeping her door unlocked, and he suddenly realized his folly. She can't keep the door unlocked, the up-town pack was probably onto her! That's why their scents was all over his territory - they were trying to throw him off while they got to her!
He ran carefully across the street, making certain nobody followed him. He makes it into the apartment building and up to where he remembered her apartment was. He froze. It was dead silent everywhere. He couldn't smell the up-town pack here. They hadn't found her yet. But what if they had found him? They might've followed him here. They could be anywhere.
He was suddenly nervous.
He put his hand on Vanessa's door handle and opened it slowly. Once standing in the hallway, he closed the door silently. He stood in the dark.
Looking around, he found a small tablelamp, lit it and sat down. If Vanessa had heard him enter, she could come and call him out on it. If not, he would wait here to keep her safe from the up-town pack through the night. He wouldn't wake her... Although he kind of hoped she had awoke.
He sat down, and waited. Ears perked, nose ready for any others in the area...
"Alright... Take care, Vanessa. I'll be here at 10 tomorrow, wether the others say yes or no." he says, smiling.
He then left, and took a walk around his territory. He could feel the stench of the Up-town pack around his territory. They were closing in, and he didn't like it.
Getting back home, he called for a meeting. The others were nervous at first, but they soon noticed Gabriel was in a good mood. They joked about him seeing Vanessa, but he gave them a look and they'd lay off.
He told them about her offer, and gave Conrad his 20 bucks, which he of course wanted to share with everyone and was overjoyed about. After a few minutes of debate, the group agrees to travel to Vanessa's old house. Some were sceptic, but nobody saw a reason to doubt Vanessa after she had saved Gabriel and patched him up.
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They slept well that night. All except Gabriel. He couldn't escape the smell of the Up-town pack running aroudn his territory. His dreams reminded him of Vanessa, and his past. Could the girl from back then be Vanessa? It didn't bother him as much as it did earlier, but... Her scar... He remembered where he hurt the girl from his past, how he had slashed her chest. It was too similar. Her scent was almost the same. It was... Strange.
He got up in the night, without waking the others. He made his way to the edge of his territory again, patrolling or some such thing he told himself. Eventually, he arrived at Vanessa's apartment building. It was late at night, probably 1 or 2 am... He didn't have a watch.
He remember her mentioning she was keeping her door unlocked, and he suddenly realized his folly. She can't keep the door unlocked, the up-town pack was probably onto her! That's why their scents was all over his territory - they were trying to throw him off while they got to her!
He ran carefully across the street, making certain nobody followed him. He makes it into the apartment building and up to where he remembered her apartment was. He froze. It was dead silent everywhere. He couldn't smell the up-town pack here. They hadn't found her yet. But what if they had found him? They might've followed him here. They could be anywhere.
He was suddenly nervous.
He put his hand on Vanessa's door handle and opened it slowly. Once standing in the hallway, he closed the door silently. He stood in the dark.
Looking around, he found a small tablelamp, lit it and sat down. If Vanessa had heard him enter, she could come and call him out on it. If not, he would wait here to keep her safe from the up-town pack through the night. He wouldn't wake her... Although he kind of hoped she had awoke.
He sat down, and waited. Ears perked, nose ready for any others in the area...
Robyn just tagged along as Roberta did her tour of the gym. Or well, it wasn't much of a tour since as soon as they stepped in, one of the other attendants (Robyn wasn't sure what to call them) had unleashed his powers one way or another, Robyn couldn't keep track of what happened. Roberta was slammed to the ground due to some gravity thing that Robyn had no idea about, and she was shocked. She hurried to help Roberta up. "W-what's going on?" she says looking around. Roberta didn't really seem to need her help, but Robyn had no one else to cling to so she stuck close. In the aftermath, there was a bunch of broken equipment and an unconcious James (although Robyn didn't know his name).
Roberta yells into the gym with a volume Robyn didn't think possible. Robyn was stunned. She hadn't seen it coming. Everyone had reacted, and Robyn had stood there. Was this the destructive power of what most about everyone here could do? The electrical equippment was fried. Chaos.
Roberta was standing there, waiting for a response from everyone, and Robyn realized she would have to do something. "I-I'll stay and help!" she said. "Just tell me what you need and I'll do what I can!"
She was nervous, but in a way eager to help out. She had made a new friend, and she was gonna help her out!
Roberta yells into the gym with a volume Robyn didn't think possible. Robyn was stunned. She hadn't seen it coming. Everyone had reacted, and Robyn had stood there. Was this the destructive power of what most about everyone here could do? The electrical equippment was fried. Chaos.
Roberta was standing there, waiting for a response from everyone, and Robyn realized she would have to do something. "I-I'll stay and help!" she said. "Just tell me what you need and I'll do what I can!"
She was nervous, but in a way eager to help out. She had made a new friend, and she was gonna help her out!
Time to catch up...
Roberta had certainly intruiged Robyn. She looked carefree, seemed to have some smarts and wasn't judgemental at all. She had talked to Robyn of her own free will, something nobody else had ever done before. Maybe this place wouldn't be so bad after all. To her better judgement, Robyn already felt some sort of attachment to this 'Rebound' character. Maybe because she had always been alone she was quick to trust Roberta, when nobody else had ever treated her like a human being before.
Shaking herself free of the thoughts, somewhat ashamed of them, Robyn stood up and grabbed her tray. "Sure." she said, trying to hide a smile. She kept her answers simple as she didn't want to seem too enthusiastic about anything. She was already terrified of scaring her off, like so many before.
Once on the way there, Robyn started to notice less people actually looked at her sideways than before. Sure, there was the occasional stare and whisper, but it was such a clear difference. Walking with somebody who obviously didn't seem to mind made her look like she fit in more. Or maybe Roberta had been here for a long time and people respected her? Either way, Robyn enjoyed the short stroll a lot. She didn't talk, but she silently cherished this moment of feeling... Well, somewhat normal for a change.
Shaking herself free of the thoughts, somewhat ashamed of them, Robyn stood up and grabbed her tray. "Sure." she said, trying to hide a smile. She kept her answers simple as she didn't want to seem too enthusiastic about anything. She was already terrified of scaring her off, like so many before.
Once on the way there, Robyn started to notice less people actually looked at her sideways than before. Sure, there was the occasional stare and whisper, but it was such a clear difference. Walking with somebody who obviously didn't seem to mind made her look like she fit in more. Or maybe Roberta had been here for a long time and people respected her? Either way, Robyn enjoyed the short stroll a lot. She didn't talk, but she silently cherished this moment of feeling... Well, somewhat normal for a change.
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True! *laughs nervously*
And yeah damn we're quite a lot of people in here atm
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