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 Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 9:14 pm
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"Mmm." Bastion's eyebrow rose, a calculating look overtaking his features. "Well, good. At least I know you'll be in good hands. It will be difficult to keep an eye on you.." He let that particular sentence die out. Admitting that he knew his attentions would be focused was just going to start trouble. "But I'm glad you'll be there. At least I will know someone. I admit, this was a rather big step, perhaps too big, for my part. I intended to try and extend my social boundaries, but instead of simply getting to know a few new people, I.. I threw myself into this giant event."
Bastion did nothing half-a**. If he was going to change, he'd found the biggest, most ridiculous way to do it.
"I'll probably be the most disappointing date." He chuckled and shook his head. "Poor ghoul. No idea how pathetic her new horseman friend truly is."
When he looked up, a giant set of buildings loomed ahead. "Aha! Is this the famous Maul that sells the skellyphones? Why such a big building for such a small device?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 9:22 pm
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Nergui's features softened into fondness as Bastion declared her in good hands for the event. She was inclined to agree. Who better to escort her to such a grande event then one whom she trusted not just her life with, but also her happiness. The mare couldn't have asked for a better companion then the big stallion.
She frowned though, when he predicted himself a horrible date,and she gave his arm a squeeze while she shook her head. "No, never." A kiss found his cheek, and a reassuring smile. "I enjoy your company immensely, and I dare say I'm a harsher critic then your Sophie." The mare had never been the easiest to get along with. It was why she had few friends, and most were males.
She squeezed his arm again, patting it. "I'm proud of you, and you'll do fine."
Sentiment was short lived as the maul stole Bastion's attention, and she couldn't help but chuckle. "Because it doesn't just hold skellyphones. There are hundreds of merchants inside selling all manner of things."
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 9:43 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 10:09 pm
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"Perhaps a little, but that doesn't change the fact that you are wonderful company." She frowned, head turning so she could look at him, and it broke her heart to hear him speaking of himself in such away. Although he tried to hide the pain in his eyes, he couldn't hide from her, and though he tried to change the subject with excitement for the maul, the mare wasn't having any of it. She stopped, pulling him around by her hold on his arm, and enveloped him in a tight, almost desperate hug. Her face buried against the warmth of his neck.
"Bastion Leto you are, and always have been, a hopeless fool." The words seemed harsh, but if the fragile state of her tone was any indicator the mare was close to tears. How dare Mjoll do this to him, her lovable, kind, generous cousin. The oblivious mare had ruined him, and it broke Nergui's heart. "Just because one hopeless woman can't see how amazing you are, tat doesn't mean the rest of us are so terribly blind."
She drew away, staring up at him with misty eyes. "You are amazing, can't you see that?" Pale brows dipped, head tilting as she tried to make him understand. "The most generous person I have ever met, kind to all, accepting." Her hands gripped his arms, and she was sorely tempted to shake him. "And talented! Bastion, you're perfect as you are. Better then me, certainly nicer."
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 10:23 pm
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Bastion sucked in a sharp breath when his cousin pulled him around, and he stared down at her incredulously, until her reasoning became clear. He didn't want to hear it. He tried to pull his arms away, and he tried to turn, but Noni wouldn't allow it. He was forced to sit there and hear what Noni believed to be the truth, but what Bastion never could.
And it hurt. It hurt, because he wished he could believe it. He wished for one single second that he'd ever felt worthy of that smile Mjoll graced others with, but would never give him. Just one look, one smile, one moment of notice might have been enough to last him a lifetime. But when she finally noticed him, it was for all he wrong reasons. It left him severely lacking in any self-confidence, and there was no balm that would soothe it as quickly as his cousin wished.
Words were just words. He'd already broken the ruby in two, a heart forever broken. There was nothing left to do now but try and live a normal life. And find sparks of happiness where he could.
"No." Bastion murmured sadly. "I can't see that. But it's nice to know you can. A pity you're my cousin, for you're the only one whose eyes see me that way. If ever I had a chance to be loved, it was only through your eyes."
He tweaked her nose, and then pulled her into a hug. "Stop fussing, now. Things will be all right."
Bastion was not good at many things.
But he was a very good liar.
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Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 6:11 pm
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She didn't understand how he could be so very blind to what was so obvious to her. It made her want to cry, to shake him, to shout at him even, but she did none of that. Instead she let him tweak her nose and make light of things, because to delve any deeper would be like ripping open wounds. Now was not the time, and certainly not the place. when he pulled her into a hug she returned it, arms tightening fiercely around him, and only when her face was hidden against his shoulder did she allow a single shimmering tear to fall from her eyes.
It was hastily wiped away as they separated, and she forced a soft curling smile upon dark lips.
At the very least, and cold comfort to be true, she knew he was aware of how very much she loved him. Although, it was heartbreaking to know that even that love couldn't mend the hurt that Mjoll had done him from simply never noticing or appreciating her wonderful cousin.
Nergui had never thought ill of the other horsewoman before, but in that moment she hated her.
Rubbing the bend of a knuckle along her cheek, she twitched her head towards the maul. "Shall we then? Your Skellyphone awaits." She knew fora fact that the shops in the maul didn't barter, but she was confident she'd brought along enough seeds for this expenditure. The idea and the necessity eluded her, but this was important to Bastion, so she would indulge him.
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Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 6:47 pm
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Nergui couldn't help but smile at his excitement. It was truly endearing, and she gave his arm a fond squeeze as he pulled her through the door to the shop. It did indeed hold every shape and size of phone imaginable, and yet the mare till didn't understand the draw. If her understanding of the device was accurate, then it was used to communicate. So why then didn't the holder simply seek out the one they wished to talk to and have an honest, face to face conversation?
Perhaps it was just Her, but she liked to watched the subtle play of emotion as it swept across a person's face. A voice in your ear just wasn't the same. Besides, she already had enough murmurs in her head, she didn't need another.
"Seems so, from what I've seen, it looks like the entire student body owns one." Her lips pursed, and she picked one of the phones up, turning it in her hands before stifling a laugh behind the backs of her fingers as Bastion discovered the gem coated covers. "Will you be wanting one of those, then, to go along with your new skellyphone?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 6:53 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 7:06 pm
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Nergui took a step back as the salesimp appeared before them ,and leaning into Bastion, hissed besides his ear. "What witchcraft is this?" Of course her cousin may very well have not heard her. He was currently being so thoroughly talked up the Imp she couldn't imagine much else leaking past the never ending stream of "amazing" offers that were being somewhat pushily shoved at them.
Bastion kept insisting he needed something simple, but the imp didn't seem to be listening. Finally the priestess had had enough, and bending down, she caught the imp's attention, meeting his dark eyes with her own mismatched, glowing pair. "My cousin is in the market for a simple model that will do what he requires it to do. That is all we need." She smiled, but it wasn't in a friendly way. "If you try to lure us into a higher cost for services we do not need, you will not like the outcome." Her tone was sweet, but there was a very clear, very cold undercurrent of a warning there.
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Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 7:14 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 7:19 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 7:21 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 7:31 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 7:41 pm
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