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Post by Viempar on Jan 6, 2008 16:26:50 GMT 1
The lobby was grand, as you entered you were faced with a large double staircase, with an added sense of royalty between the gold bars. A long black carpet was spread down the middle of the stairs, slightly matted with dust, it looks grey but even the blackness of the carpet when dull, was impressive.
The long banister was brass, and curled off into a pointed spiral at either end. The stairs lead up to the master bedroom and many other rooms, like the spa-sized bathroom and the countless servant rooms. If you looked to your right of the staircase, you would see a large room, opened up by an arc into it. It was decorated lavishly in deep reds and golds, covering the walls in tapestrys, lightly couted with a shimmering silver dust. The furniture was untouched, huge couches draped with silk and fur and bookcases full of knowledge, reaching the cieling, pointing at the diamond chandelier.
On the left side of the staircase, was another large room, a mirrored version of the other side, except this was decorated in many musical intrusments. A grand piano took the center stage, waiting to be awken by someones urge for music. A harp sat in the corner, gold and silver and still looking musically wonderful, even when silent. Violins were hung along the walls, each differed in shape and size, around twenty around the whole room. There were large cases and boxes in the other corner, once again each covering a new musical wonder.
There were large doors in each of the rooms leading to other hidden wonders, like the kitchen, stuffed generously with every appliance ever needed for the most brilliant of all chefs. There was a servants room, where the intercom was answered and bells hung against the wall, triggered by a pulley in each room. The person who had last lived here, had barely been at home, but the servants had kept it impeccibly well, nothing looked broken or rusted, but over everything was the shimmer of neglect, dust.
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Post by Viempar on Jan 6, 2008 16:31:15 GMT 1
Vi walked in, smelling the musty age of the place, and his boots crunching on the floor, dislodging the dust covering the carpets and making a smoke around his feet as he walked. He clicked with his tongue and then whistled when he realised how big and impressive the place was. Spike walked in behind him, wide eyed and grinning like a hyena. "This place is an absolute pad!" He laughed, examining the instruments hanging on the walls to the left , plucking the strings on a few of the violins. Vi spun round as he had one foot on the bottom stair of the staircase. "Music?" He said, his face glowing at the thought of smooth, classical music. He followed the sound of Spike's heart, lost at his memories of the music. He found the piano and sat down in front of it, his fingers brushing the dust of the keys and testing it. The light tinkling noise was truely magnificent. He smiled and got up again, continueing to explore the downstairs.
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Post by Hikaru on Jan 6, 2008 16:47:27 GMT 1
When Vi had said they cant go rampaging about the city... thats one order already struck off the list in his books. He cant be cooped up like a house all the time. He waited outside for a moment and looked around. No life at all grew behind the brambles. Might as well have mist covering the floor... make it look a tad bit more sinister... Naruko thought then went inside. He heard Spike scream and laugh at the amanzingness of the place. Naruko didnt comment on anything just took it as a home regardless of how it looked. Continuing to walk around he stumbled across a living room. The seats were covered with a white sheet. Entering the room he flinged on off quickly and easy the dust making him cough and sneeze. Having a seat and testing the how comfy the couch was and then waited for the others to join him.
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Post by Lolli ~ on Jan 6, 2008 17:48:03 GMT 1
Eolyn had caught up to Vi and brushing her hand closely against his, as if she was too afraid to take his hand, but wanted to show some form of affection. "Wow, you've done well, Vi!" Eolyn said, gawping at the magnificent room that was simply the lobby. Eolyn skipped forward and stroked one of the staircase's balisters, and even though her fingers were now covered in dust (she coughed a little), she was impressed. Xei slowly walked, realising that Eolyn had seperated from him. He gazed around the room subtly (sp?), then quickly followed Eolyn as she followed Vi into another room, slightly intimidated by a large spider that hung in the corner, but he could definetely see it.
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Post by Viempar on Jan 6, 2008 18:04:21 GMT 1
Vi felt Eolyn's cool hand brush against him and he smiled as a plan formed in his head. "Someone open the windows, let the dust out. Start giving things a once over. Spike, your feathers would come into good use here. Eolyn." He grabbed Eolyn's wrist sternly. "You can come look upstairs with me at some of the bedrooms." He said, smiling inside and trying to keep a firm serious look about him.
Spike opened his mouth to protest, but the words were choked with jelousy as Vi caught Eolyn's wrist, holding it too tightly to be a simple way of guiding her. He growled slightly and Vi heard, unlatching himself from her wrist. He walked over to Spike, who was at the bottom of the stairs. "Jelous git." Vi hissed, before running up the stairs with Spike snarling after him. He tried to ignore the insult and focused on Eolyn instead. He didn't need her that desperately, but being cooped up with her and Vi being all....He refused to think about it. He looked at Eolyn, pleading with her silently. "Be careful." He said, hoping she got every layer of the meaning. He then began to pluck out loose feathers, creating a little feather duster in his hand and wiping off the film of dirt, opening windows as he went.
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Post by Lolli ~ on Jan 6, 2008 18:17:54 GMT 1
At his order, Xei jumped with apprenhension. He realised how stupid he must've looked, so he forced a scowl upon his face. He watched Eolyn with Vi for a brief moment, wondering if Vi liked her. Then he grabbed her wrist and Xei's eyes widened with curiosity. He wanted to grab onto Vi's waist, and plead for him to let her go instead of a rough tackle and more. He shrugged off the thought and decided to let them be, opening the windows in the sub-rooms. Eolyn was about to run off and open windows with Xei, but she felt her wrist being grasped by an odd-acting Vi. But she couldn't protest - this was Vi she was dealing with. Instead, she blushed, opening her mouth to say something. Then, he suddenly released her wrist and looked back at Spike, who was glowering. Eolyn frowned with disappointment, her heart squirming with mixed emotions. She caught the words that came from Vi's mouth and she felt slightly shocked at his attitude, in spite of it being his usual reaction to Spike's remarks. She gazed back at Spike and caught his voice once more. She closed her eyes, sighed and turned away from him, unsure what he meant. She decided to make a small, fingersized- ice dagger and she slipped it into her belt before fleeing with Vi.
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Post by Shouja on Jan 6, 2008 19:41:23 GMT 1
Shouja must have been easily compared to an 8 year old in the way he bolted round the whole house in such a fashion that all the dust was whipped up behind him so that when he went through a wall he left a large cloud imprint on it. Vi had said not to go out of the house, which was not a problem as he loved the whole place. Having covered the ground floor he rished around the second quickly before returning to the living room and looking for a place to start cleaning. Addressing the somewhat sombre looking man on the couch, he said, "Hi. I'm Shouja by the way. Nice to meet another of the gang save Spike, especially seeing as he's a bit... yeah."
Flim on the other hand was astounded by the huge variety of items in the house, especially those he presumed were for musical intent. He was walking through the house as violins, couches, lamps, wardrobes and any kind of random object he could find, just looking at it and changing, taking no consideration for everyone else who most probably found most bizarre to see a wandering piano walk around the room, no less talk and exclaim surprise. Wondering where Shouja had gone, he wandered upstairs as a lamp. This was indefinitely a learning experience for him.
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Post by Viempar on Jan 6, 2008 20:17:05 GMT 1
Spike scoweled and cleaned more roughly when he heard Shouja speaking about him. He watched another person dissapear up the dusty stairs and then was shocked as Vi landed beside him, perfectly composed. "I think that went well." Vi said, grinning. This infuriated Spike, his blood boiled and his head suddenlty went light, his body clenching. "What did you do?" He said, through gritted teeth, flexing his fingers. Vi smiled again as he heard the mans muscles tense up, his heart rate becoming more pronounced. "Oh don't worry, her innocence is just as intact as her blood....so far." He sneered, hissing slightly behind his words. Spike roared and his hand leapt up to Vi's throat, clenching tightly. Vi made no move to stop him, simply smiled. Spike watched the man's reaction, feeling even more angry the longer he stopped to look at his face. He let go and Vi stumbled slightly, rubbing his throat. "Cheap shot." Vi said, shaking the dust from the jacket's shoulders. Spike felt suddenly too hot, his hand was burning again and he cooled it on the metal bar of the staircase. "I will kill you, if you lay one hand on her." Spike warned, waving his finger at Vi, although he couldn't see it. "What about my teeth?" Vi said, snarling at the angry metal man. "You fucking dare..." Spike growled from the bottom of his chest, wanting to rip open and tear the smug bastard to peices. He resisted and walked away, towards the couch where Naruko and Shouja stood talking. He began batting pillow, a little too hard, to dislodge the dust.
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Post by Lolli ~ on Jan 6, 2008 20:25:40 GMT 1
Xei couldn't remove his gaze from Vi and Spike. He wasn't sure about the rest of the team, but he was completely concerned and interested in the relationship between Spike, Vi and Eolyn. He didn't know anything, but he knew the two felt something for the icey-princess. Xei shook her head slowly and found the room where the man called Naruko and the new guy, Shouja, were in and he decided he wanted to listen to their conversation. In the end, however, he waved to them, his face wearing a permanent frown, as if he was trying to be cool or was simply a grumpy person. "Hey..." he said.
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Post by Shouja on Jan 6, 2008 20:42:41 GMT 1
Flim was rather surprised whilst wandering the upstairs to see another winged man, Vi, they called him, almost charge out of the room and leap of the landing to the floor below. A daring stunt for someone who looked depressed. In his lamp form he doubted that he had been noticed but something seemed to be buzzing in his mind as the winged male crossed his path. Intent on investigating, he followed down the stairs, shifting his form through a table into a red carpet to fill the size debt. He unrolled himself a little down the first few stairs so he could see and hear Vi, who confronted Spike. Other than his surprise that Vi was unharmed after his fall, Flim was astonished to see the two engage in basic methanderal combat, or the more one-sided Spike version, or basic strangulation. In some macarbre way, it was amusing to watch them try to kill each other as he wondered if this was commoc running along with Spikes hot temper. When it subsided quickly, he reverted to human form (taking Shouja's once more for ease as he doesnt know his own after changing so much) and walked down the stairs to find his brother, bored. He entered the room where Spike had gone, and found Shouja there to, apparently trying to address someone he had not seen before. "What was that all about Spike? Did Vi do something wrong? Seemed pretty unprovoked from where I was..erm..laying."
Shouja noticed his brother enter the room, which also drew his attention to another newcomer, one he had never see before but also seemed to be a new member. Seemings his conversation with the other member was going nowhere, he returned the greeting along with his name and introduction and a brief display of his powers before requesting the same. "And am I right in presuming you are new also?" he added.
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Post by Lolli ~ on Jan 6, 2008 20:50:32 GMT 1
Xei half jumped as someone he'd not seen properly before entered the room, walking straight past him. He was exactly identical to Shouja and the two looked at each other, giving Xei something to feel crazy about. "A mirror," he joked to himself. But he listened closely to what this guy had to say, worried for Eolyn and suddenly questioning his liking for Vi. He looked over his shoulder, glancing at the hot-head and the sharp toothed bat-boy. He began to stare at the area where he'd last seen Eolyn, feeling worried. He glanced back at the three other people in the room, raising his eyebrows quickly and grimacing. Did they even care about this commotion between the three main members of Light's Nemesis?
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Post by Hikaru on Jan 6, 2008 20:51:01 GMT 1
"Naruko nice to meet you Shouja?" He said greeting him back then. Spike came in shortly after and started to hit the couch like it had done him wrong to dislodge the dust. The dusts was irritating him getting flung around all over the place. Grabbing the pillow just before he hit the couch again, "If you want to dust, please dust somewhere else the dust is irritating." He said nicely but really slowly. When he heard a new voice say 'Hey' He turned his head toward the door and seen who it was. "Hey." He replied, "Your Xei right? Nice to meet you." He said nodding toward him.
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Post by Shouja on Jan 6, 2008 20:59:13 GMT 1
Caught between two places, Shouja presumed that Naruko had seen and heard everything he had just said to Xei as he turned back and said as a general gesture "Just to avoid confusion, the person identical to me is Flim, my brother. He's a shapeshifter and takes my shape because he cant remember his own." On this Flim demonstrated by transforming into the couch he was next to and back to a Shouja replica. The real Shouja was a bit confused with the events, and turned back and forth twice before standidng lopsidedly and awaiting someone else to say something to bring him down to earth.
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Post by Viempar on Jan 6, 2008 21:03:15 GMT 1
Spike looked at Naruko stupidly, watching his mouth move but not processing the words until afterwords. "Oh, sorry. It's just....that....Urgh.." He released the pillow he was about to beat and opened a window. He turned round to Shouja...or, one of them and tried to answer their question. "Vi's mad at me, so he's hitting me right where it hurts. He's tearing Eolyn away from me, and he feels nothing for her. He just wants her for her blood and body, there's no love there." He breathed deeply, closing his eyes as he lent on the window seat. "He's a nasty peice of work, I'll tell you that. Don't believe anything that git says." He didn't even care that Vi could hear him, he wanted the bastard to hear every single word.
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Post by Shouja on Jan 6, 2008 21:07:31 GMT 1
"Oh. Okay." Flim replied to Spike. As a newcomer he was going to take any assumption of anyone else that anyone offered straight to heart, so the idea of completely distrusting Vi settled within his as a sub-conscious course of action. "And whose Eolyn by the way?", his expression somewhat confused and lost.
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