Sy
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Post by Sy on Jul 18, 2013 5:36:56 GMT -5
It took him longer than a normal man to get ready, but still somewhat faster than a typical lady. So after Sy had straightened his coat and assumed his prim appearance in front of the mirror, fixing every little thing he can see. To his memory, there is a breakfast buffet going on downstairs, and it would certainly fix his fatigue state and mood once he had eaten.
Walking out of his room, the illusionist then stopped in front of Muri's room next to him and give it a little knock, "Princess, I'll be going ahead, alright? Once you're ready, go downstairs for a nice breakfast." After making sure she heard his reminder, Sy made his way to the stairs and headed down to the ground level where the large hall is located.
As he approaches the eatery, Sy found himself smiling because fortunately there weren't that many people yet. Without realizing it, he's standing right beside a spectacled man to take in the whole space of the buffet place. There's a long table in the middle of the room hosting a variety of food and drinks, while round tables litters the whole area with four chairs each. It's quite quaint, really.
So then, Sy made his way to one side of the buffet table, busying himself with his plate and picking up a few pastries. He realized there's a man in greet across from him, moving in the same speed on the other side of the same table. In all honesty, the man looked like he just returned from a morning jog, with how he has headphones hanging around his shoulder and there's faint traces of sweat around his shirt.
"Crisp morning today?" He questioned with a smile, deciding it would be pleasant to start a conversation with this stranger since they are currently facing each other.
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Anthony
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Post by Anthony on Jul 18, 2013 5:47:19 GMT -5
Nothing beats a nice healthy breakfast after a quick morning jog, so Anthony looks absolutely energized when he realized there's a buffet today. Thus, he happily struts his way to the buffet table and filled his plate greedily; sausages, eggs, bacon, muffins. Just as he's about to pour himself a spoonful of baked beans though, a young man across from him spoke up.
Anthony looked up from his plate, his eyes widened behind his glasses at the familiar boy. 'Ohhh!! That albino kid from the hotel~!!' And he isn't just a kid, this blue-eyed albino hates him. ...Well, used to hate him, because Anthony actually manages to remove whatever memory this boy has of him.
Thus, to hear the young man happily greeting him made Anthony smiled. "Why yes, very invigorating morning indeed." He nodded to agree as they both continued down along the buffet table until the end of it where the drinks were served. He finds it humorous somewhat to be pouring the same kind of tea as the boy, even with how they move to pour the drinks.
"Hahah. It really seems like we're twins~" Anthony grinned. "Would you mind having breakfast with me, young man?" No harm in inviting a fellow tea-lover for breakfast, or so he thought.
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Sy
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Post by Sy on Jul 20, 2013 11:50:03 GMT -5
"Certainly," Sy responded politely, like how he usually is with strangers. Little did he know that this man in front of him is certainly no stranger. He finds it pleasant to be having breakfast with another person and smiled as he followed the man to a lone table by the wide window.
As they both settled down across from each other, they nodded to one another to signal that it's fine to start eating and both of them promptly reached for their own cup of tea. Sy chuckled at how similar they are in their movement and action, and the spectacled man does the same. They shared a short laugh before sipping their teas, also in a similar manner, almost as if they're watching a mirror.
They continued on with breakfast in a light relaxed manner until the man decided to start a conversation with him.
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Anthony
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Post by Anthony on Sept 20, 2013 14:16:44 GMT -5
As Anthony sips his tea, he took quick glances to Sy once in a while, noting himself to take care on not accidentally revealing that he knows the boy. Eventually, his stare was caught by the boy and Anthony smiled while putting down his tea. "You look quite a lot like one of my students back in the school, the similarity amuses me."
Then, Anthony picks up his fork to start eating his meal. "He has silver hair, just like you." He nodded and chewed his food while sharply keeping his eye on Sy for any changes within the boy's mind.
To be fair, Anthony's quite curious why Sy's mind is as cloudy and fuzzy as it was before. Last time, Anthony told the young man of the unclear state of his mind and that didn't go well. So he's keeping extra caution this time to not let the act slip.
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Sy
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Post by Sy on Sept 20, 2013 14:17:16 GMT -5
It's quite rare for anyone to resemble Sy, he mused in his mind, so to hear this stranger said such things both confused and interests him. "Your student?" He questioned, now assuming this man is a teacher of some sort.
"I'm sorry, but I find it strange for anyone to resemble me?" Mostly because he's not even human, his white hair and slitted blue eyes were because of his father's mutilated genes, it was luck alone that his physique mostly resembles a human, his mother. Just as he's starting to think about if there's another anthromorph who has the same luck as him to successfully achieved the right DNA to gain a human body with anthromorphic additional qualities.
'That's rare as well, since an anthromorph's genes greatly dominates a human..' Sy is one of the lucky ones to have been born human-like than anything like a monster. Just as he's in that line of thought, another possibility entered his mind.
'Muri.' Her siblings have silver hair. Perhaps, this man's students is one of them?
"Does he has red eyes?" Sy questioned with mild interest, moving to eat his own meal as he asked so. Perhaps this is the perfect chance for him to find out more about Muri, if this man's student was indeed Muri's sibling.
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Anthony
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Post by Anthony on Sept 20, 2013 14:17:46 GMT -5
"Oh my, it's not strange at all~" Anthony waved a hand with his fork in between his fingers, "You see, I taught in a school where the majority of the students are...special. Thus, bright-colored hair is quite normal there, believe it or not." He chatted casually, suddenly reminding how even Evan has white hair. "Even the teachers~"
Forest green eyes pierced through the blue windows and straight into his thoughts, Anthony managed to hear Sy's thoughts almost clearly, despite it sounding like a blurred television channel. Still, Anthony tries his hardest to decode the thoughts and understand what this boy is currently thinking about.
Sy's question came as expected, but Anthony feigned surprise. "Why yes. Red eyes. How did you know..?" A second after he said that, an alarm goes off in Anthony's head, he can pick up Sy's thoughts tensing in doubt all of a sudden by his simple question, so the telepathic tries to steer the boy away from it.
"Talk about red eyes, your eyes are rather red... Did you get enough sleep last night?"
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Sy
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Post by Sy on Sept 20, 2013 14:18:15 GMT -5
The second this man looked surprised, Sy's eyes sharpened considerably. The otherwise gentle and pleasant look on his face slowly disappeared. He puts down his cutleries and locked his fingers together, partly hiding his face behind his kneaded hands. "...No.. I did not get enough sleep last night... Is it that obvious..?"
While his face turns hostile, his tone remains friendly, despite the pauses.
"...I believe I have not introduced myself. My name is Sylvester. ..What is yours?"
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Anthony
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Post by Anthony on Sept 20, 2013 14:18:42 GMT -5
Anthony eyed the boy's gloved hands putting his cutleries down, and in that moment, he knew he's in danger. "Yes, it is quite obvious.. Your eyes looked tired. Did you have a nightmare?" While Anthony maintains a light conversation, he's readying himself by eating as much as he can before things get worst and he has to abandon all of these free food.
After he chewed his food, Anthony downed his tea to swallow and finally faces Sy with a distracted smile.
"My name is Anthony Reinhardt."
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Sy
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Post by Sy on Sept 20, 2013 14:19:11 GMT -5
The second the man uttered out his name is the same second the table was sliced to half, with Sy standing there, a scythe in his hand. "Are you by any chance, a telepathic, Mr. Reinhardt?" He questioned, looking down to the man who managed to dodge on time, though it's probably because the man expected it.
"At least I assumed so, because you would be cut in half just now if you're not." The way Sy spoke is icy and cold, though still maintaining a respectful aura, curiously. "What else have you read?" Advancing towards the spectacled man, Sy swung his scythe again to eliminate this parasite.
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Anthony
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Post by Anthony on Mar 15, 2014 13:04:00 GMT -5
"Heh..." Anthony's physical abilities are rather small, but since he had just returned from a jog, his leg muscles were in just the right condition to evade the oncoming attack. He rolled away from the table, hits the table behind and alerted the other guests that there's a scythe-wielding maniac within the perimeters.
The room quickly turned into panic as people rushed to get out. Taking advantage of the people hurrying off in fear, Anthony flicked the boy's scythe off to the other side of the room using his telekinesis. While the young man looked over to where it flew to, Anthony used the chance to try and hit the boy with the heavy bowl of punch from the buffet table, again using his telekinesis, only for it to be blocked by the scythe.
How he managed to obtain his scythe back so quickly escaped Anthony's knowledge, but the punch in the bowl had spilled over to the boy, blinding him for a moment. Quickly, Anthony lifted another object from behind the boy, now apparently a whole chair, and knocked the guy behind the head with it. Instantly, the white-haired collapsed to the front, the scythe in his hand seemingly disintegrated into thin air.
"...Whew."
Now that his safety is ensured and there's no one else in the room, Anthony casually struts back to the buffet table, grabbed a slice of pie, and took a bite of it as he circled the unconscious young man. After a round or two, the teacher simple used his feet to turn the boy around and took a last bite of the pie. Licking his fingers, Anthony leaned in closer, surprised to see that up close, the boy is rather attractive, in a beautiful sense.
"Hmmm..." Getting on his knees, the spectacled man caresses the boy's face for a while. He frowned when he learned that he still could not hear his thoughts very well. Intent to see why Sy's thoughts are so hazy, Anthony leans it closer to dive in his thoughts by pressing his lips to the boy's.
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Muri
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Post by Muri on Aug 10, 2014 14:33:33 GMT -5
When Muri finally finished up her shower and got dressed, making sure to fix herself up as neatly as possible, she finally decided to head downstairs to meet Sy. Despite her appearance looking tidy, Muri held a seemingly fixated glare on her face due to the dream of light that awoke her once again. As she headed down the stairs, she could hear a light rumbling as guests were appearing to flee from double doors presumably leading to a dining room.
Muri sauntered down the remaining stairs, stopping at the bottom to briefly glance over the guests that were getting as far away from the dining room as possible. She noticed a small mass building in front of the front desk to complain about something or other. Hearing a crash from the dining room, Muri looked back towards the doors, assuming that it might very well be a fight.
She approached the doors nonchalantly and peaked through a crack in the doors. The first thing she noticed was her servant lying useless on the ground. This caused Muri's angry glare from her dreams to twinge with annoyance at his incompetence of losing a fight. As she slowly and quietly began to open the door, she paused when she noticed a dark haired man walking back towards Sy and studying him a moment. Muri was sorely tempted to just leave him in the hands of the one who knocked him out. Seeing the dark haired man lean over and kiss Sy, however, caused an extra twinge of annoyance to deepen Muri's glare more.
In one loud crack of the door slamming open, Muri entered the room followed by an explosion of black mist coming out from behind and beside her to quickly envelope the entire room until all light was temporarily blocked out. Just in case the man turned to look at the person who just entered, Muri slowly formed a twisted grin on her lips along with her glare as she engulfed the room in darkness.
After a few moments of darkness, a very convincing illusion of Muri appeared halfway between the door and the man. She contained the same twisted grin and angry expression. She was illuminated with a red light. In fact, the entire room slowly began to appear in that of a hazy and dim red glow. The theatrics were on the large side for such a simple matter of retrieving her servant from a pervert, yes, but she wanted some fun regardless to distract her from her dreams.
"I would appreciate it if you would get your filthy lips away from my servant, pervert." Muri stated rather sharply and commanding, her arms crossed.
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Anthony
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Post by Anthony on Aug 24, 2014 12:54:55 GMT -5
'Blood... Flying heads... A little girl...' Anthony skimmed through this boy's memories, happy to even see them clearly now. Apparently, all it takes was a touch to make it vivid. He feels satisfied now, to have come out on top of this dangerous young man. 'Huh... What's this about an albino girl...' That seemed to be of his more recent memories, but before Anthony is able to look more into it, a loud noise surprised him. He pulled back from the kiss in shock, turning his head over his shoulder just fast enough to see a young girl standing at the doorway. Before he could register what's happening, everything turns dark around him, and Anthony instinctively grabbed hold of the unconscious young man by the side of the boy's neck.
The little girl appeared in his range of view again, now seeming closer than where he last saw her. "Hmn. You must be the 'princess' this boy serves, I assume?" Anthony fixed his glasses with his other hand, careful of this one. The skin contact with Sy makes him capable to read his memories in a quick pace, similar to how a student about to undertake an important examination is skimming through the last few chapters he missed to read. He can see her abilities through him, and his eyes glint steadily towards the little girl.
"What's wrong with a little kiss?" Anthony questioned innocently. "The boy's attractive, I couldn't help it~" His hold on Sy's neck clutched just a bit tighter. "Why? Do you want a kiss from me too, darling?"
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Muri
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Post by Muri on Nov 20, 2014 12:48:18 GMT -5
Muri glared with a twisted grin at the man whose hand was clinging to Sy. She would have to separate their bodies in order to make Sy completely invisible to him since an illusion too close to Sy's body would disappear.
Figuring the answer to his question was obvious, Muri just stared at him silently with an air of dominance and the same glare with a twisted grin. She was plotting ways to punish the pervert for touching her servant so freely. As she stared, she was also taking her time to assess the situation. Sy engaging willingly into a fight seemed unlikely though he has a short fuse when it comes to telepathics, she noted from his previous interaction with Zephel. If this man is telepathic, she should assume that he already knows everything Sy knows. Luckily, there's not yet much.
Muri scoffed. "Hmph. I highly doubt your intentions are that of a simple 'little kiss,'" she spoke in a regal manner, almost spitting the last two words as though to say them was disgusting. "That boy belongs to me. Release him at once," She ordered.
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Anthony
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Post by Anthony on Nov 21, 2014 10:30:54 GMT -5
Anthony tilted his head to the side and chuckled once, "Why must you smile like that, little one? It makes you look wretched~" He pointed his chin to her ever grinning face and smiled coyly, as if challenging her on making a face that befits a little girl and that he himself as a grown man is capable to execute. He managed to do it perfectly, it's odd how that kind of expression would fit his face as well.
"You doubt me, yet I've done nothing but kiss him, my dear." His smile melted into the one that he bears on daily basis; a mischievous curve of his lips that would invite nothing but problems. Anthony changed his posture, now using his grip around Sy's neck to haphazardly drag the boy and rests his upper body over Anthony's thigh. Since he has one of his knees against the floor, it's not that hard to do.
"Yours, you say?" The spectacled man lowered his head, his chin touching the base of his neckline just a slight, but his green eyes are still set towards Muri, unrelenting. "This boy wasn't with you the first time I saw him, though~ He failed to reimburse me for my services, I'd like to take my pay." The green in his eyes almost seems like its shining. "Or, since he's yours, would you like to do the honor?"
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Muri
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Post by Muri on Nov 21, 2014 11:29:35 GMT -5
Despite whatever changes may occur in Muri's real face, her illusion's expression never falters. "Then it looks exactly as it should." She replied, unfazed my his comment of her wicked grin.
"Perhaps." Muri replied in a curt manner to Anthony defending his actions of only being a kiss so far. She acknowledged in her mind that he might be wanting or considering more but was merely interrupted by her entrance. However, what she was thinking about more than physical acts were mental ones. The plausibility of this man being a telepathic was high, she thought. She already knew from Zephel's past lives as well that a telepathic's ability to read someone's mind was amplified through physical contact.
Muri didn't particularly care about the rough treatment of her servant. She was merely annoyed by it coming from someone other than herself and seeing him being held so close to this other man.
"Yes, mine." She replied in a curt manner once more as she watched him. "His previous encounter with you is of no concern for me nor him." She replied, clearly not intending to cave to this man's demands. "You should be grateful I'm even giving you a chance to release him while your limbs are still intact." Muri's illusion-self still maintained that wicked glare with a grin while crossing her arms. There was a sort of smug sense about her and an air of being all-powerful.
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