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Post by Dia on Dec 24, 2005 13:16:27 GMT -5
Dia promptly followed, feeling very guilty for asking him about his disablities. "I am sorry, I didn't mean to make you sad." She breathed a deep sigh. How many times had she been told to think before she spoke?
Even if there was the usual 'we are all different' jig, she didn't dare utter it. "Your songs..they were very interesting. Quite different." Dia was trying to get onto a different subject.
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Post by Sadistic Majestic on Dec 24, 2005 13:19:53 GMT -5
"Hmm..." He hummed, reaching into his jacket. His fingers thumbing a knife hilt before actually grasping it. He pulls it out, but stood in a way so she couldn't see what he was doing. Bringing the knife to his hand, he gave it a slight cut. Sighing in the feeling of the cut, he slips the knife back into his trench. His hand playing around with some of the blood that was drawn.
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Post by Dia on Dec 24, 2005 13:24:42 GMT -5
Dia had the unique ability to detect metals, especially those near her. At first she stood back thinking he might try to attack her. Yet he didn't, instead he cut himself. "Are you sure you're alright?" She asked yet again. Dia left it up to Sadisitic to figure out whether she meant the recent cut on his hands or emotions he might have felt because of her or whatever else.
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Post by Sadistic Majestic on Dec 24, 2005 13:28:14 GMT -5
"Peachy." He answer, not turning to face her. "You best run along." He murmurs, starting to feel an old urge of his. One he enjoyed from time to time, though he didn't want to harm her. He may of been considered a murderer, but at least he had some code of conduct.
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Post by Dia on Dec 24, 2005 13:33:35 GMT -5
With a nod of her head and yet another deep sigh escaping her lips she turned around to leave. "I just want you to know that..I..detected the metal..of your knife." She didn't dare mention his leg again.
With those few words Dia revealed herself to him as a mutant. Not even minding doing such, though she was very slow about telling him. She just didn't want him to feel as if he was alone.
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Post by Sadistic Majestic on Dec 24, 2005 13:36:48 GMT -5
He glances over his shoulder at her then sighs a bit. Suddenly his insect wings ripped out the sides of his trench, slightly buzzing a bit but then relaxing. Held out so she could see clearly that he was indeed different, and because this, she was definately not going to die. He would never kill another person who was just different from a human like he was.
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Post by Dia on Dec 24, 2005 23:53:09 GMT -5
Upon the sound of the slight buzzing noise once again entering into her ears Dia turned around to see that Sadistic had a pair of wings. They were insect wings to be exact. When she saw this she nodded, understanding more than any other mutant might have been able to.
Lifting up her left arm she moved her right hand over toward her watch and pressed a button on the side. The two exposed hands changed colors from that "white person" coloring to a dark gray, much like a storm cloud's coloring. Dia's onyx black nailed fingers reached up to her hood and pulled it off revealing a very gray oriented female. The only parts of her face that weren't at all gray were her eyes.
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Post by Sadistic Majestic on Dec 25, 2005 0:39:07 GMT -5
Turning around, he gazes upon her true form. *she is grotesque like me.* he thought quietly, liking what he saw somewhat. Reaching up, his forefinger touches his left eye. When he removes it, it reveals that he had a contact that hid his cybernetic eye. Slipping the contact into a small case, he places it in his left trench coat pocket. Slowly approaching her as he wipes the blood off one of his hands, he reaches out and touches her cheek with the clean one. Not saying anything at all for the longest time, just as if waiting to see her reaction or anything.
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Post by Dia on Dec 25, 2005 0:48:10 GMT -5
Watching him touch his left eye removing a contact that had caused him to look normal she couldn't help but just stand there looking at him. To know that somebody else who was different much like herself, it was awe strickening. True, things could have been worse for the ashen mutant but that didn't mean she could help feeling like an outcast. A freak amoung freaks.
Dia closed her eyes as her cheek was touched, only opening them after an extended period of time. She didn't know what to do now or what to say.
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Post by Sadistic Majestic on Dec 25, 2005 0:51:55 GMT -5
"What is your name?" He asks after a long moment of silence, lightly rubbing her cheek a bit. Within a few moments, his hand slid off and returned to his side. He slowly moved away as if to give her some space.
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Post by Dia on Dec 25, 2005 0:56:43 GMT -5
From the soft touch of his hand her cheeks were starting to darken from blushing. Yet as he removed his hand Dia made certain to return to normal. As her nerves calmed down she heard him ask her name. Finally, a question posed by someone other than herself.
"My name is Dia, might I ask what is yours?" She watched him, greatful that he gave her some space.
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Post by Sadistic Majestic on Dec 25, 2005 1:01:23 GMT -5
"Sadistic Majestic... but if you want my real name.... its Vilmer." He answers, gazing into her eyes a bit. Studying them just as he studied her true form, though he said nothing of what he thought of her as for the fact it would be considered rude by most.
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Post by Dia on Dec 25, 2005 1:12:26 GMT -5
"Nice to meet you Sadistic Majestic...Vilmer." She nodded as her eyes trailed up and down his body taking in every last bit of his appearance. As she looked at him she was making mental notes to herself yet not saying anything for the main reason that she didn't have anything to say about his appearance. Yes, it was different from other mutants not to mention it was different from any humans Dia had seen. Yet in truth Dia didn't know what to think of his appearance.
"Which name do you prefer to be called?" Dia didn't wish to call anyone by a name they did not wish to be called.
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Post by Sadistic Majestic on Dec 25, 2005 1:14:40 GMT -5
"You can call me Vilmer." He answers, finishing up looking her over before turning to leave her alone. Deciding its probably now the best time to move before he would learn anything more about her.
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Post by Dia on Dec 25, 2005 1:23:34 GMT -5
She nodded, keeping the name in her head the best she could. Watching him leave she decided to go her own way now for she didn't wish to bother him further. Placing her hood back over her head and turning her image inducer back on Dia turned to leave. "Goodbye Vilmer, I hope we meet again."
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