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18 April 2011, 11:52 PM   #1
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its his bed room yay
Channing Hawthorn "things are not allways as they seem" Arkian Willow Du Phiblis “Immortality - a fate worse than death.” "The key to immortality is first living a life worth remembering." Zephyre and lethith Cadamine

10 May 2011, 02:02 AM   #2
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ooc i hope your happy XD Channing nodded knowing that the boy was coming and it was as simple as that he paused in his walking and turned to Tayte he reached out and pushed the boy against the wall ignoring the pain in his side. "Tayte, darling, you are thinking much to deeply into my relationship with my professor, i can practically feel you thinking" he said his voice relaxed and easy his face inches from the other "i can safely say that there is nothing of that sort between dragon and myself" he added a smirk finding its way onto his face. he flicked his brown bangs from his face and chuckled as he moved away from the other resuming his walk briskly because his blood levels were not becoming dangerously low even for his standards. Luckily after another two minutes of walking they came apon a white stone arch way with a large red cross painted on top where the key stone was clearly they had reached the medical wing. Channing walked forward and pushed open the large white doors and walked in "NINA I'M BLEEDING TO DEATH" he hollered into the large space, as he made his way over to a bed. He stood by the side of the bed and shucked his shirt tossing it onto the floor. He then laid down on the uninjured side his eyes cool and relaxed as he waited. It took a moment before a smallish female came busting out from a door near the back of the space "jesus channing no need to shout, im coming" she said back tersely as she pulled along a floating cart of supplies as the magnetic thing hovered behind her. she arrived at the bed and gave him a once over "how did you manage to get that?" she questioned as she removed a cloth coated with antiseptic, and began cleaning the could and the skin around the area. Channing hissed as it stung "I got distracted" she muttered darkly as he lye there allowing her to treat him. she tssked knowing he had not gained himself a wound this bad for negligence since his first few days as the academy. In this position his back was bare and facing Tayte the lean muscled expanse showing to the other. It was well nice of course lean but with definite definition. and everytime he took in a shape breath the muscles would flex and move beneath his skin. However if one could get past the view, then one would notice the spider web of thin and thick silvery scars that decorated every inch of visibly skin. his arms neck they were there almost like tattoos except infinity more gruesome. Nina seemed unphased as she touched his skin feeling the area of the wound, now that it was clear it did not look that bad. she clicked her tongue every now and then "a stimulus shot to get your blood supply replenished and the nano cloth can take care of the rest....stay in that bed for half an hour" she said calmly as she removed a piece of pinkish looking cloth with a sticky green looking substance on one side. she laid the cloth over the open gash and pressed the edges down until it seemed to adhere to the skin. Channing just lye there calmly seeming unconcerned his eyes half closed as he waited. Nina removed her hands from his body and reach onto the floating cart she took up a small keypad and pressed a few button there was a slight zap on his skin, signaling that the nanos had started to work. He sighed feeling the relief. "Now if you had not gone and twisted at the last moment, we could have done a cyber patch and youd have been good to go by now" she muttered as she readied a syringe filled with a clear liquid. Channing sighed "like i said it was unintentional" he muttered and winced when she gave him the shot being a little less gentle than normal. "thanks" he muttered when she packed up the cart and walked away muttering about his incompetence. Channing sighed and rolled onto his back "might as well have a seat Tayte" he said looking up at the other his hands coming up to lace behind his head "I am not allowed to mover for the next thirty minutes and well your blood sugar is already low enough that you should not waste excess energy by standing" he said lazily his voice relaxed and almost indifferent after all there was no use fretting over spilled milk so to speak.
Channing Hawthorn "things are not allways as they seem" Arkian Willow Du Phiblis “Immortality - a fate worse than death.” "The key to immortality is first living a life worth remembering." Zephyre and lethith Cadamine

10 May 2011, 04:25 AM   #3
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'So close...Please.. - your much to close.. - Your making me.. feel small..- -y..your to close..' His thoughts were choppy and his brain was turning to mush- the secound he was pushed back into the wall. Channing forcing those beautifully shaped lips to open and close- words coming out yet only half were processed. Tayte was trying to pay attention to the male's words this time, he really was. But he wanted to relish the moment too- and to do that he wanted every single detail of every single thing memorized for his brain to remember. Tayte isn't very nostalgic, but ever so often- with certain interesting objects Tayte would begin to study it with pure admiration and determination. Tayte's breathing had been slow- the only reason for that being was because of the medicine- but his mind was going so fast- each secound came a new thought, a new development, or interesting theory about the male was produced. These theories were begining to amount in the hundred thousandths and they ranged from the most ridiculous reasons to Channing's purpose for being here like because he was an alien- and then to the most rational- he just wanted to be a nice guy. Tayte wasn't sure what to believe yet but he made sure his lips didn't open. He didn't want anything stupid to blurt out this time so he made sure his lips were taughtly shut against each other. After a brief moment, the male turned and began to walk again. After several brief moments to gather his thoughts and convince himself to move Tayte followed. ```````` Tayte grew to hate Nina, and love what she did at the same time. It was the only way he could describe. Tayte could be a very jealous and splentic person. Whenever, and against whomever that seemed to threaten his intreasts. In this situation it would be Channing. He sat there, so calmly, giving off the purse essence of nonchalant as Dr.Nina gathered together the equipment and one at a time she gave him- bickering as she did- treatment. Giving him his treatment intelled for this doctor to touch him. Nina had no right to touch someone as perfect looking as Channing, his skin- those musceles gently pressing up against the layers of skin to contract and extend themselves. Channing's back was marked up with many healed over wounds, and scratches apon those- it showed some time has passed between each brutal beating channing had seem to receive. But it didn't make Tayte feel any better looking at them. Very soon he adverted his eyes- and he blocked both Nina and Channing out of his thoughts. The young boy walked around, looking at the shelves of medicine containers, and labled elixers, seeming to look amused- a small content smile came apon his lips but he was just simply hidding his deep hate for Nina. Tayte didn't want anyone to talk to Channing- he just wanted Channing to be only his- a finger slid against a small bottle with some green stuff in it, a lable written cruedly on it that tayte couldn't read.. The nurse started packing up her things, and as she did she countinued to mummer things about him and walk off. It wasn't until this time Tayte's willingness to listen to Channing sky rocketed- even if it was just his breath Tayte was still fascinated. Tayte was still alittle annoyed with the other- even though these feelings weren't put into words, and Channing was oblivious to them- - Tayte still felt Channing had the responsibillity to not act so easy going around others- a responsibillity to make Tayte not be so jealous because of these feelings. "My blood sugar is fine, and i feel like standing." Tayte said simply, he didn't turn to look at Channing as he answered- instead he peered through the glass bottle and it reflected Channings position- laying indiffrently on his back on a hospital bed. It was ironic, before when Channing was so close Tayte wanted him to get away, now that he seemed so far- he wanted Channing to be much much closer.
Shear : The Hell Dog Tayte Hay-quên Nói : The Mouse Ms.Claira Inque Nowelle Class: Marine Biology and Aquatic Environments

10 May 2011, 04:54 AM   #4
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ooc i am intentionally wanting to make tayte jellous muahhaah Channing sighed slightly keeping himself restrained it was more of habit at the moment than anything else he wondered what Tayate would think if he ever found out that this calm cool face that he had, was all a persona, a cultured skill just one more thing to set him apart from people keep him different and almost unapproachable "sure it is tayte sure" he said not having the will power to argue at the moment the medicine she had injected him with having a drowsy side effect. He closed his eyes for a moment before he opened them. he peered around propping his body up slightly his ab muscles working to bring him into a half sitting position, he knew that feeling, it was a game he had played often enough with the other. he looked around his head moving scanning every inch of the room meticulously. his eyes quick trying to catch movement, any sign of what he was looking for. he held his breath slightly so that his own breathing would not interfere with his search. after a minute he sighed and flopped back his face turning into a petulant frown the most expression he had allowed himself in a while. "I give up...you win this one" he called out as he placed his hands behind his head and waited for the other to show himself. then from out of the shadows between the shelves that Tayte was looking at and a bed a blue haired boy stepped out his red eyes amused and gleaming. he glanced once at tayte a silver dangling earring that looked like a pentagram flashed when he moved his head he gave the boy a once over then shook his head "he lies" he announced as he walked over to the bed by Channing's and languidly dropped to the cushions "I can't believe you gave up and argument so easily, and failed to spot me....its tragic Channing" he said smiling slightly his red eyes cool and pensive. he flicked blue hair from his eyes as he relaxed "but i suppose Dragon got you quite good" he said teasing the other. Channing frowned "Don't patronize me Rien, i have had a long day" he said his voice a slight whine his hazel eyes looking at the other the persona slightly off it always came off for Arkian. the boy with blue hair smiled kindly "fine fine" he said with a wave of his hand in a fake melodramatic fashion "I will spare you this once, only because you are in convalescence" he said smiling at the other. Channing pouted and gave him a death glare. Arkian laughed and moved smoothly sitting up he bent over and gave him a kiss on the for head right on his creased brow. Channing giggled ACTUALLY GIGGLED (a very manly giggle) "honestly sometimes..." he said exasperation in his voice, but there was a fondness as well. he then moved back onto the other bed and settled down. Channing smiled pleased "Oh Rian i forgot to yell at you...remind me i have to do it later k?" he asked as his eyes closed once more going into a slight drug induced doze. Arkian watched him a moment before shaking his head and turning to look at the black haired boy who seemed forgotten, and yet Rian knew that he had not been..he was attuned enough with the subtleties of Channing's mannerisms to note how the other had glanced at his pentagram earring making sure the other was ok in the silver expanse. Arkian looked at the Asian boy and smiled "And who might you be hot stuff, to have caught the attention of the assassin?" he asked lazily his eyes red and contemplative with a slight protective gleam in them ooc no Arkian and channing were never together Arkian is well kind of like acts asexual....sooo NO
Channing Hawthorn "things are not allways as they seem" Arkian Willow Du Phiblis “Immortality - a fate worse than death.” "The key to immortality is first living a life worth remembering." Zephyre and lethith Cadamine

11 May 2011, 01:26 AM   #5
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This boy. The blue haired, red eyed, attention hog also was jotted down on a mental 'hate list' of Tayte's. Tayte was genuinly fascinated with the boy's features- and the fact that he came through the wall was also very captivating. Tayte wondered if maybe he was an illustionist of sorts. Tayte's family were scientists, and more specifically they were in the very forbidden, and mysteriously dark arts of alchemy. The practice was forbidden in Tayte's town, and many persons found the talk of it disgusting. The legends about alchemy made the image of it morph over the years, but it was genuinly just as legit as any field of scientific study. Tayte could never understand why his family had to study in secret, but as he grew older he realized people are SELFISH, SINGLE MINDED, MONSTERS. At least the 'normal' ones are. The ones with mouths that don't shutter, and eyes that don't fly in two diffrent directions then the other, hands that moved on key, and thoughts that weren't blonched or scattered.. A normal person, with a normal understanding of the world would rarely take up another person's behavior and deem it as 'normal' too, let alone a belief and science as misunderstood as alchemy. It was the study of life, and how its actually made, things; how they're aquired and if one thing can become another. People, who were regular- taught by regular people who only knew regular things was considered normal. Tayte wasn't normal. He was excluded and mocked if he even attempted to be. He tried for the better part of 10 years. But- it prooved to be as fruitless as the trees in the middle of december. Being as unormal as Tayte was his reactions to things coul be extremely 'overreacting' or 'underreacting'. Even in this state of mind- with the syrume heavily pumping through his body he didn't react as a normal boy would. In this situation inparticular when he felt the uncomftorable tensing in his body and the raw emotions of jealousy form in the pit of his chest. Tayte had followed the the blue haired boy with his head, and then with his eyes- he saw the boy sitting next to him- Tayte turned his head away slowly- seemed unphased because he masked his face with a type of blank stare that simply looked content. Adding a practiced smile along with it to make him seem along the lines of 'happily amused'. But his facade was nothing but bullshit. Tayte didn't have to turn his head to watch 'Arkian'- the blue headed boy with red eyes. Kiss channing on his forehead. It looked so innocent and friendly- and maybe it was innocent and just a friendly greeting. Tayte's teeth started to grind against one another. The conversation was coming to an end and the blue haired male sat back on the bed next to Channing which most definatly didn't sit well with him at all. `````````` "And who might you be hot stuff, to have caught the attention of the assassin?" Arkrain said, which was the most liked thing to come out his mouth so far he'd been here. Mostly Tayte liked the word 'attention.' It made the corner of his lips curve a bit more for only a secound the reside back to that small practiced smile on his face. Channing is an assasin then?... Well.. I wonder what you could be. Tayte took a brief moment to make sure he was confident he could respond with out any spitefulness in his voice. The answer was no, but the boy was willing to try anyway. "My name.. Is Tayte. " Four bottles fell from the comfort of the shelves to smash onto the floor, the contents spilling, and the diffrent colors mixing on the floor. "You spell it with a Y." Six bottles fell, one at a time- the glass making a crushing chinking sound as they hit the solid tiled floor and more substances spilled out. Tayte was making quite a Mess. "But i like spelling it without the Y too." Nine bottles- there was no questioning if it was an accident or not, the boy was dillibratly doing this. He hoped the bottled were important, he hoped they were even irreplacable.. And if not, he was glad they mad loud crushing noieses on the way down- because he knew if anything that it would make him get attention. He liked getting attention. Very much so. At the same time he hopped the drugs were strong enough so that the loud crashing sounds wouldn't disturb Channing's rest. The contents of the bottles could be hazardos, Tayte took that in to account, most chemicals which were radio active of any type didn't effect him at the time when he takes the syrume he created which basically is the cure thats strong enough for any disease. If it was a very flamable concotion Tayte didn't worry about that eaither- because his boots that he wore, were black thick latched up boots- layer apon layer of leather and fire proof padding gloved his feet. Its because he liked to kick things as well. Tayte tilted his head- 3 bottles left. He thought of a scentence that would consist of only 3 words. "I hate you." And with that the last threeer bottles on the shelf came crashing down making a loud chinking and then a louder splat when they hit the ground- with more liquid goo and glass awaiting them. Tayte wasn't going to clean such a beautiful mess- the colors swirled, and the bright neons seemed to make it glow- the glass bottles broke into millions of small pieces which were eaten swiftly by the pool of colors under his feet. Tayte turned toward Arkain and smiled a thin lipped sincere smile tha not only said hello- but also taunted him in a way as if saying 'i hope this bothers you.' Tayte came over bluntly to sit on Channing's bed- having just enough space to sit at the edge of it facing Arkain. - oblivious to the damage he caused and the severity it may have had. Then again- Tayte wasn't a very considerate person. He stared at Arkain once again- sitting a meter or so away- with the same blank yet content looking smile on his lips. ooc:LOL Tayte doesn't like this boy already and he only knows his name. XDD FUNNAH.
Shear : The Hell Dog Tayte Hay-quên Nói : The Mouse Ms.Claira Inque Nowelle Class: Marine Biology and Aquatic Environments

11 May 2011, 04:21 AM   #6
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ooc O tayte you really should not fuck with arkian sigh o well guess he has to learn the hard way Arkain listened calmly he had already known the boys name, though a long and subtle series of events. He sat there looking at the boy calmly red eyes relaxed and easy. Tayte.... his mind said lazily with a slight snicker. He watched the boy began to drop the viles of potions and serums from their shelves watching them splatter on the floor. He did not even jump when the first one crashed the colors of the healing, flowing onto the floor contaminated useless now he watched the others fall with a look of simple intelligence and yet it was lazy in a way. Crash crash crash he listened to the sounds the bottles made as they broke shattering after a moment he tuned it all out together after all he had no reason to listen to such things Amenihydroxate, ventrium-sulfate, Cyrimic-mono trivsate he listened in his mind knowing each one as they fell without even looking because he was the one who had made them, sure the academy had staff members who made the potions and elixirs, but Arkian sometimes had nothing better to do than to donate his time to furnishing the much used medical wing with the needed supplies. he sighed mentally, feeling sorry for the person who would need to clean all of the stuff up. finally he heard the last three bottles fall, the shelf empty and the voice of the boy simultaneously speaking the words 'i hate you' in his direction. He could not help it the intelligent languid look left his face slowly sliding off into nothing. Ahhh attention..seeker....how pitiable.... he thought in his mind, he was a nice ish person he acknowledged that, but he was not perfect and in this moment he had no need to be nice "You are not very bright are you?" he asked slowly his voice slower than normal mocking the other apparent stupidity when the boy was sitting across from him. Tayte may not have felt it, but Arkian knew and with a satisfaction when the hazel eyed boy on the bed did nothing to apprehend him, or make him cease. It gave Arkian some amusement to know that the boy did not think noise like that would wake the assassin. "You think that by being destructive you will gain attention...and what you hope to gain is his attention, well i have news for you Tayte, your single minded inconsiderate behavior, will get you no where with him, lets not forget that you are unstable, having to shoot up up with a serum to keep you functionable." he said he flicked blue hair from his eyes unyeilding and harsh the red orbs looking like rubies "and do you really think making me an enemy is wise? honestly you are a simple minded fool, your mind clouded by jealousy and a misguided need to affection" Arkian rose from the bed he could hear the footsteps of Nina "Because really Tayte do you think you can isolate him from me and everyone else?do you really think he would let you or that it would be enough?" he asked he shoved blue hair from his face "I would give you my pity, but you do not deserve it" he said then he turned and walked away slipping into the shadows and going back though the hidden panel that connected to the tunnel system that he used mainly to travel around the academy. Nina's heels could be heard on the floor. Click clack click clack . she came around the bend her eyes stern and mature her hair falling out behind her the head piece pinned tightly into place. she looked at the shelf and the mess on the floor all the wasted potions and serums, things of importance. her hands clenched and her jaw worked, but she did not say anything she completely ignored tayte denying him the one thing he wanted attention. she walked back the way she had come and her voice could be heard on a phone calling maintenance to come and see to the spill. then she came back her eyes less than pleased her brown furrowed with ill hidden fury "I suggest you never do that again, expulsion is not an option here at the academy....." she said dangerously before turning and walking away fuming at the impertinence. She spoke the truth though expulsion was not an option, it was either graduate or die trying. It did not take long at all for the hazel eyes to open and to look at Tayte. Channing was open minded and fair, he was not judgmental, but there was one thing, he could not tolerate and that was inconsideration for others and blatant pointless destruction. he looked at the Asian boy for a moment he had heard it all from the moment the first glass bottle had hit the floor it had jogged him from his sleep, sure he was groggy, but he was alert. he had known what was coming from Arkian, and he had made no move to stop it because the blue haired boy had, had a legitimate reason and channing understood it. his face was blank perfect, indifferent and aloof once more completely closed off not a crack, nothing visible that he was anything but what he was perceived to be. he shook his head and reached under the sheet feeling his side it was almost heeled enough that he could leave, it was not done completely, but it would be fine for him to move now. "Chakiy can you bring me a shirt?" he called as he sat up ignoring the other...Tayte had made a grave mistake.
Channing Hawthorn "things are not allways as they seem" Arkian Willow Du Phiblis “Immortality - a fate worse than death.” "The key to immortality is first living a life worth remembering." Zephyre and lethith Cadamine

13 May 2011, 10:02 PM   #7
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It was pointless. Every aspect was pointless, and was an utter failure. The only thing that Tayte could say he accomplished today was making enimies with some guy- and not disturbing Channing in his sleep.. At least- not that he could see. Oh, and being the number one hated on that nurse's list. He was told to never do something like that again, but in all honesty it was just a matter of time before the past reapets itself. The lecture was amoung one of the most pointless things aswell. Tayte wasn't sure what this blue haired male was trying to accomplish by lecturing him, and critizing his methodes of attention- which he did get because Airkan did have a 'talk' with him. Tayte wasn't sure if Arkian was pissed, or just annoyed, maybe neither- his face said nothing. His face said nothing; thats what people usually do when they want to seem unreachable and superior in a situation to proove normal petty things don't bother them like other people are. Tayte imagined if maybe that was true. The male did have red eyes, and for all he knew that could've been a birth thing- or he really could be the spawn of satan. Arkain's whole jist was really hazy to Tayte; being as sheltered as he was as a child denyed him the right to explore and communicate with others as he should've to gain valuable social skills. So to Tayte, lectures were abit- strange, esspecially if the person giving the lecture didn't state their purpose for giving on in the first place. So in general, he was quite bored with Arkain's words, and it showed, bluntly on his face- each word swimming through one ear and going out the next. His head tilted slightly, his hands apon his lap, and one eyebrow slightly raised. He looked like a brat. But it wasn't all his fault- being sheltered and added to the fact that your parent's were considered total loons made it even harder for Tayte to comunicate with other children. He eventually learned manners and all that jazz, kind words and phrases, but without the proper training- the boy's understanding for pure human intereaction was limited. Even his parents were so emersed in their work they had little time for poor little Tay-Tay. He didn't want pitty. The last thing Tayte even needed was pity- he had been receving pity stares and pity gestures for the better part of his life. He knew pity, and what came with it quite well. A few words like this stood out to Tayte more then all the other words in Arkain's little speech. Unstable, out of the vast pillers of scentences combined with words and phrases this made Tayte's throat a little dry because he could already guess amoung the hundreds of things Arkain could say was either something fact- or fiction. Now, this male didn't know anything about the blue haired one, and the blue haired one shouldn't know anything about him either. All Tayte told him was his name, how he liked to spell it, and that he hated him. So the next words should be something false- and if not it should be sometype of an assumption that Arkain had made using the behavior Tayte had just displayed but if anything he just prooved he could be an inconsiderate brat (which he didn't care if Arkain knew or didn't know). Nothing else. Any person wouldn't be able to say anything else other then he was a bratty kid let alone something personal. But the word 'unstable' hinted right then and there that this male knew something else. Something he really shouldn't but decided to flaunt in the other's face hoping it'd seem cleaver of him to do so. To make him seem superior because he found this dirty secret out. This monster under the bed that was just so nicely hidden in the best hidding spot imaginable, here Arkain is; uncovering such a nasty disgusting thing and calmly saying- 'I know where you hide it, and what your hiding.' having to shoot up up with a serum to keep you functionable. Tayte didn't show his aggrivation though, and like a true stubborn ox he didn't flinch when he was shoved in order to get him to move. But he'd be lying if he said that that shove didn't catch him off guard. It was a bit off-kiltering. Seeing as how he'd only been here for about 4 hours and so far his deepest darkest secret was already well known amoung someone. Tayte naturally assumed that if this guy knew it, then there was bound to be another.. Who were they? Who else knew? Why would they .... Who would.. All to quickly it seemed to get much to personal- if he knew about this, then what of the other things? Did he knew of his parents, did he know how they died- who killed them? Tayte's eyes grew absent as his thoughts went deeper and some how he circled around and was able to come back to reality, as he heard the swift words leave Arkain's lips. He was standing now; "I would give you my pity, but you do not deserve it" The male dissapeared and well- from there Tayte's mind started to ponder through his current situation once again. `````` The nurse came, said some things, she looked upset but was discreat about it- Tayte supposed those bottles were important, but he didn't want to say sorry for something he men't to do even though- half heartedly he knew he shouldn't have did such a thing. But the past was the past and he wasn't going to force himself to appologized when he didn't mean it- it would defeat the whole purpose of the honesty that was suppose to come with appologizing to another and being genuinly sorry for whatever. ``````` A bit later, Channing woke up, but Tayte's mind was long gone, not even noticing the shift n weight on the bed. Could he knew where my serum is now? Could he have plans to take it? All though the male didn't seem to vengful or spitful it was a possibillity. Just a theory actually, but each secound he spent sitting there, away from his serum he felt more vulnurable... He knew that serum was the only thing in the universe that kept him going- with out it, he'd have no controll of anything anymore- he'd shrivel up and die... An exaggeration of course but either way Tayte was in no way going to let some blue haired red eyed creature from hell take his life away. This life away.
Shear : The Hell Dog Tayte Hay-quên Nói : The Mouse Ms.Claira Inque Nowelle Class: Marine Biology and Aquatic Environments

14 May 2011, 01:09 AM   #8
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Once Channing had called, a smaller girl came running over and offered him a simple black V neck shirt. "thank you" he said quietly as he sat up and pulled the shirt over his head not even wincing. then with careful and concise movements he climbed from the bed his feet, still clad in black converse touched the floor. Standing he stooped down relieving has tattered jacket of the twin fighting daggers he said nothing to Tayte his face simply, open, honest and yet completely aloof at the same time. He placed the daggers in the belt loops of his pants as he ran a hand though his hair. He was not stupid, nothing that Arkian had said to the Asian boy had taken his off his guard. why did you have to do that?...honestly.... he thought angrily but he said nothing his lips pressed together in a calm line. He had been standing for only a minute when Nina came over. She tskked at him and implored him to lay down once more. Channing humored her listening, but in the end he spoke words that made her realized he was not getting back into that bed "I have a class Nina.....i need to go" he said simply his voice quiet and smooth "I will speak to Arkian about replacing, the potions and elixirs...but i cannot make any promises" he said his hazel eyes looking at the slightly frazzled nurse. Nina nodded and gave him a sheepish smile before turning and walking away her eyes ahead as she disappeared into the back area. Once she was gone Channing looked at Tayte "Come, i will take you to the cafeteria" he said simply with little to no life or warmth in his voice. He caught the look and wanted to roll his eyes "get over yourself, Arkian, has better things to do that steal serum" he said with a shake of his head honestly..... he thought as he turned and made his way towards the door his steps unhurried but there was not way his walk could be mistaken for a saunter after all he did need to move.
Channing Hawthorn "things are not allways as they seem" Arkian Willow Du Phiblis “Immortality - a fate worse than death.” "The key to immortality is first living a life worth remembering." Zephyre and lethith Cadamine

14 May 2011, 05:13 AM   #9
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Tayte stayed so quiet, distant looking in every aspect of his face, that thin lipped smile no longer stretched out apon his facade like 'everything is all dandy pandy.' Because it wasn't. His first day here was turning into.. One of those days- which he knew would manifest into something else. After all - there was no telling what could happen to him if he was some how deprived of his 'cure'. Not perminate, or stable- as the blue haired male has said but it was good enough. At least his thoughts were clear, at least his scentences were audable, at least he was understood-- well- more so heard clearly then anything. Tayte liked the freedom he had now; he wasn't being dragged down anymore by the insufficientness of his own body. Tayte had thought when he changed - his enviorment should too. But it didn't. Tayte thought with this new enviorment that now.. Maybe- the people would be diffrent- so far they are, but this situation seemed so familar.. So unsafe. Tayte hated that. He wanted to scream, and if he was in his autistic body then he would. But he wasn't going to let that side out ever again- he had no intreast in letting free such an unappealing side of him. He took what Arkain was saying as a threat- after all why would you tell someone their darkest secret knowing it was secret. Unless you didn't want it to be. So far these were all theories but Tayte found himself having the urge to run to his room- to retrive that steal enforced silver case, and never let it out of sight. His teeth started to grit together. I want him dead and whoever else knows. ``````` Channing had woken up but still the boy's mind was somewhere else- the nurse had come, Channing had talked to her, some mummering and distant blathers were all Tayte heard, and he didn't care to know what they were saying. The nurse left soon after, and Taytes mind started to come back to reality, his black eyes were shroded mysteriously under the layers of black hair. If left eye especially had it's own curtain to hide under. At that time Channing had told him he'd take him to the cafeteria to eat, but why would he want to eat at a time like this? Food was nothing to the serum. "get over yourself, Arkian, has better things to do that steal serum" Tayte could imagine that much- but if not his serum then maybe his books? He realized besides his serum, those 3 volumes were essential to his servival as well. 2 were of his reserch and 1 was of his parent's. Those 4 things were key to his servival, he supposed the serum could be lost as long as he had those books- but he'd rather not loose any. Tayte stood slowly, composing his finally thoughts on the matter. "No thank you." He said, his tone indiffrent, and his eyes uninterested. He seemed bored even. "I'll be leaving you. It didn't seem right for me to leave when you were sleeping. I wanted to have you concious for when i tell you goodbye." Tayte stepped closer to him, and smiled slightly, his eyes black and glassy looking- "So. Good bye." Tayte said he was standing outside the door way as well, just outside the clinic door- speaking to channings back as he was walking away. Tayte turned and went the other way, calmly walking to his destination. He had no intreast in food any more, or Channing at the moment.
Shear : The Hell Dog Tayte Hay-quên Nói : The Mouse Ms.Claira Inque Nowelle Class: Marine Biology and Aquatic Environments

14 May 2011, 06:45 AM   #10
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Mistake number two. Channing was a pretty decent guy....but well he was emotional despite how hard he had been trained and beaten to hide it. When Tayte had the audacity to say such stupid meaningless things, and then he had the audacity to turn his back on an assassin well Channing snapped a little bit. Honestly it really was not the Asians entire fault, however the act of turning away reminded him of a moment in his past, one of many he did not want to remember ever. he was standing there in his pure white clothing...the yelling had finally stopped, he could go inside now, without fear of being caught in the cross fire. "Ma mere?" He called his voice soft his hazel eyes wide his hair hanging down to his waist almost making his gender obscured. "Ma mere?" he called as he walked down the large hall his bare feet hitting the ground. it was quite to quiet like a calm after a storm and before the start of another. he did not want to walk on, but he felt a need to find his mother after all she usually liked to brush his pretty hair after she had a fight with papa. the small 7 year old made his way into her chambers, the ones separate from his papa's. "Ma mere?" he asked once more as he hovered on the edge of the door way. She was there an attractive woman with long blonde hair piled on top of her head her silky dress clinging to her form in all the right places. when he called she jerked seeming startled her eyes darting to the door but she seemed to relax when she saw it was her child and not someone else. "mon petit, ce qui sont vous faisant toujours vers le haut… de eux est bien minuit passé, vous devrait être endormi, n'errant pas les halls à cette heure" she said but Channing was not really listening his eyes had zeroed in on her bruised face "ma mère, ce qui est que… votre visage….blesse-t-il ?" He spoke as he darted into the room and stood in front of her kneeling for his small delicate and white palm coming to rest on her brow where bruising was just appearing on her eye. Her eyes had brimmed with tears, but she has hastily dashed them away and stood telling him nonsense. Channing watched with intelligent eyes as she picked up her travel clock and downed the heavy garment grabbing a small bag as well. Channing blinked "où allez-vous ? … les magasins ne sont plus ouverts…?" he said quietly. "Hush...mon petit, C'est finit" she said quietly as she bend down to kiss his brow her lips softly caressing the crease forming in between his brows. "mais, mais ma mere, Alores...ecoute....sil vous plait" he cried but she shook her head she turned and waved at him "A biento ma cherie" she had said then she was gone leaving him all alone. he had been seven when she had left, of course she was replaced with a carbon copy, but it was not the same no child should have to say goodbye. he had killed the family cat that night and he had also taken a knife to his beautiful hair, cutting it off, short at his shoulders..there was no point to have it now. so here he was ten years later having a flash back in the hospital wing, just seeing Tayate walk away. He did not hesitate he easily became the assassin. he ran forward ignoring the complaints the body was giving him, they did not matter pain was a message that could be ignored. He saw Tayate a head of him hurrying along the corridor heading in the direction of the dormitories. His hazel eyes snapped as he pulled out a dagger. he held it for a moment twirling it with deadly skill and then the weapon was soaring though the air with precise precision. the dagger struck Tayte not in his skin but it went though the slave of his jacket and shirt, before embedding itself in the wall that ended this hallways and made a necessary sharp right to the left. "did you never hear Tayte" he spat pure unadulterated furry in his voice as he walked along the hallway another dagger in his hand dancing in his fingers "never turn your back on an assassin." he said darkly his voice was scary and well dragon would have been proud. he walked until he reached Tayte if the other boy could have seen his eyes he would have seen the madness lurking int he hazel orbs. he leaned forward and pressed the tip of the dagger against the other boys back not enough pressure to impale him, but enough to let him know it was there and knowing Channing he would not loose sleep over killing the other boy. "listen well Tayte because i will not be repeating myself.....I do not like the words good bye......in fact i hate them, use them around me and i will kill you with little hesitance" he said his voice low and slow so that the point came across "secondly....you are in a school for the criminally gifted..manipulating...cheating...hacking...and finding out information are what we are taught to do, everyone knows about your condition, your serum and your books, well anyone in the upper levels who is not a complete fuck up....and understand this...spending all of your free time obsessing over your well being, does nothing, because anyone here who knows has better things to steal." he said then a dark and slightly insane smirk came onto his facade he lent further into Tayate back pressing the other against the wall his lips close to the others hair covered ear "you cannot kill every single threat to your well being, because then you would have to kill everyone...in this place secrets do not exist, because here you are not afforded such privacy" he said his voice ghosting over the others ear then he smirked and removed the dagger from keeping Tayte pinned to the wall "la meilleure manière d'exister….regret rien" he whispered then he moved his presence seeming to disappear from the others vicinity all together but in actuality he had just stepped back about half a foot.
Channing Hawthorn "things are not allways as they seem" Arkian Willow Du Phiblis “Immortality - a fate worse than death.” "The key to immortality is first living a life worth remembering." Zephyre and lethith Cadamine

15 May 2011, 04:27 AM   #11
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ooc: aw~ Do i smell amor dela affeccion in Channings words?~ Even though Channing is only trying to help- not the best method to use on an unstable autistic kid. Tayte didn't turn once- and for several minuites his attention was held just by these scentences alone. The young boy was starting to feel traped, and the minuite his felt a sharp sting in his left arm his knew he had gotten himself into something. Once again, he was right. He was in something- he was being told what he was in, this place- how it operated. No privacy. This place, the way people around him interacted. Assassins. This was a school for criminials and 'ninjas' as well..His serum, his books, his past.. Flashes after flashes, word word after word came tumbling through his mind- setting off more and more thoughts- they were all being jumbled up in the air. He could feel his breath quicken but it was barely audible. His heart was racing, he felt the serum being pumped quicker through his system but at the same time he could feel himself running low. As more words came he felt a sharp object being nudged in his back. Threateningly- Channing must've really been upset with his words. But all he said was goodbye, and as Channing began to explain his reasonings it started to make more and more scence. Even though Channing was an assassin; his voice filled with harsh and sternness. But there was a tatteredness in his words- as if they weren't suppose to be said. It didn't sound accurate, for an assasin to be saying such things. If Channing had a proublem with goodbyes then shouldn't it be hard to kill others? Was Channing weak? These ideas came and brought a gentle smile to the boy's face, the idea of Channing being an assassin and yet so sensitive to the word goodbye was humorous to the boy and made him breath either, and his heart slow. But Channing was crossing to many lines, and breaking down to many barriers. Firstly, Tayte liked privacy, if he wasn't able to have such a human right at this school- seeing as how 'everyone' already knew- then he felt the appropriate response is to get ride of everyone. After all, who said it was just of them to be snubbing their noiese's in people's business? What gave 'everyone' here the right to just unlock secrets that weren't their's and then flaunt them in the person's face. Teachers, superiors, assasins, everyone at this school was as good as dead to Tayte, and he would love to just make them so. So why not? If they get to do whatever they want shouldn't he? The rules in this place seemed so unfair- if anything he though privacy was a modest request and very understandable. But if these freaks didn't even care to give Tayte so much as that after he was abruptly taken from his home then fine: Let the halls fill with blood. No matter how attractively charming Channing's voice was to the ears of the boy his mind kept chanting death to him and all of the ones in this school who knew. Tayte couldn't lie though- he did adore the brief moment of Channing's warm breath brushing against his ears, and even though he was basically held against his will he was glad Channing was so close... "I don't believe you..." How could i? Tayte said in a soft whisper, as he was being released from captivity and Channing's foot was heard taking a step back. "Assasin or not I do what i want." He said taking a step towards the knife that was still lodged in the wall. He took it out effortlessly, and still didn't take the time to look at the other- instead his eyes gazed apon the knife, as it's sharp end pressed against both his index fingure and thumb, his other hand holding it on it's other side, giving it a gentle twirl back and forth, spinning it with mild intreast. This was a real Assasin's knife but so far- Channing seemed like such a lesser one.. He had paused for a brief secound and then began to speak again, "I hate people like you. People who simply find it no proublem to snoop through a person's things." His voice grew a bit louder, his voice smooth and easy sounding even though what he was saying was nothing less then a challenge. "... I don't expect you to understand how sick of a person you and your 'friends' are for doing so. But all i ask is that you leave me alone." As he spoke the boy had stabbed the wall with the knife, and dragged it down slowly with each word- the knife was sharp and thick, making it perfect for carving down a thick straight line through the wall of the corridor. The sound of the nice sliding down deep within the surface of the wall was something of crushing sound. A few secounds after his last words Tayte let go of the knife and it stayed jamed into the wall. Tayte's eyes finally met Channings. But they said nothing, and looked as empty as a hollowed out tree. His face was absolutely calm and scerene as if he hadn't basically told a trained assasin to 'screw off'. Tayte turned again and began walking back as he was to the dormitories. He breifly wondered if all Assasins were so sensitive. As strange as it was- Tayte found himself charmed by this little aspect of other as well.
Shear : The Hell Dog Tayte Hay-quên Nói : The Mouse Ms.Claira Inque Nowelle Class: Marine Biology and Aquatic Environments

15 May 2011, 06:19 AM   #12
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In his mind everything happen at once blurring together. He did not hear the words rather he felt them like colors entering his mind....however one word in color form a sickly green began to take shape in his mind echoing You are sick...You Are Sick...YOU ARE SICK it contended over and over again in his mind. At first he felt the anger tangy and metallic, red like blood poisoning his veins and ripping open the stitches over the wound inside him. He felt like he was drowning once more, in his own blood he could hear the roar in his ears the words repeating in his head a mantra to the rushed and frantic beatings of his heart. when the black dots began to appear on his vision blotting out t he actions of the Asian boy, he knew it was done. he began reverting, he was no longer weak, he would not show weakness, because he felt nothing. slowly the stricken look began to leave his face his hazel eyes seemed to change becoming cold, distant, and filled with nothing. the fire of anger in his gut was quenched by a balm of numbness and he felt nothing, and his lips pressed together lazily. Tayte was gone, and well that was good for the other. Channing walked forward and deftly retrieved the dagger from where it was embedded in the wall storing both in his jacket. he paused for a moment taking a breath and allowing himself to seal off he blinked and turned around closed hazel eyes meeting blood red ones. Arkian saw the look and stepped forward his hands opened to draw the other into an embrace his mouth opening to speak, words of what he hoped would provide comfort, but Channing raised his hand in a languid effort. Arkian stopped and closed his mouth, he nodded anger flaring in his eyes like molten lava. Channing chuckled slightly his voice dark and slightly unhinged but there was no care in it, none whatsoever "he is right Rian, we are nothing but sick, freaks" he said the cold words leaving his lips all bubbly affection gone, his other nature repressed into nothing. Arkian shivered slightly his eyes cast downward he did not want to see the madness in the others eyes. Channing shook his head and moved walking away from the blue haired boy down the hall, he had places to be "I wonder how long it will take before someone gets tired of him not accepting the truth?" he asked himself before he shrugged because well he no longer gave a flying fuck. he moved then breaking into a smooth defined jog disappearing down the hall silently without a glance back leaving Arkian alone and with a headful of thoughts that would not leave him. ### Ba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump on and on the lazy beat of his heart went despite the fact that he was moving exerting energy his breathing remained calm perfectly controlled every muscle that used the precious air pumped though the veins by the heart moved with a flawless purpose, nothing out of place, nothing imperfect. The man that watched Channing from his vantage point, was impressed with the boy, he had arrived at the holo room an hour ago and had been fighting with nothing but his daggers for the last 45 minutes. Professor Dragon arched an eyebrow, the bow was focused, and he was showing no mercy, the generated beings died one after the other in succession. He glanced at the control panel sprawled out beneath him level 69 he blinked his dark brown eyes, before looking back down into the ring, knowing the teen, would not have been able to endure the hard level under normal circumstances for this amount of time. he reached out and hit the manual override of course Channing had locked the control panel, but being a teacher, he had the authority to override such an action. The moment he hit the button the scene disappeared turning one more into a room that looked like a digitized chamber. Channing looked up his eyes lifeless and dull, not the furious gaze that Dragon had been expecting to see. Channing allowed his hand to drop to his side the dagger clutched loosely in his hand now that there were no more opponents to fight. sweat poured off his body and now that he was no longer fighting his breaths came in pants as he payed the oxygen debt. he was tired of this...he wanted blood, he wanted real blood, and he wanted it now...he needed it. he grabbed a towel and tossed it over his bare shoulders as he walked to the elevator stepping inside he traveld back to the ground level of the academy and the control box. "Give me a mission" he said a soon as the doors opened and he stepped into the room standing beside his professor. Channing stared ahead out the window at the holo gym below them with a kind of blank indifference. He listened to the large male breath and knew he was thinking calculating, judging and weighing his options. "there are none that are easy" he said after a moment his voice stern and clipped. Channing nodded "excellent" he said simply as he ran a hand though his sweat mangled hair. he heard Dragon sigh slightly, but he did not comment. "the mission will upload to your I pad this evening, be on the room at 0500" the other man said his eyes never leaving the abandoned gym. Channing nodded his head then he turned it was well past midnight he needed rest, and the best place to do that was in ones room.
Channing Hawthorn "things are not allways as they seem" Arkian Willow Du Phiblis “Immortality - a fate worse than death.” "The key to immortality is first living a life worth remembering." Zephyre and lethith Cadamine

16 May 2011, 04:34 AM   #13
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ooc: Do what you must. Tayte walked in, slowly- not sure he belonged in such a place but just that fact alone made him confident that Channing must've really liked him- he on slightly felt bad for thinking Arkain was such a bad person- but the fact that Arkain was still such close 'buddies' with Channing annoyed the hell out of him. So no, Tayte wasn't that sorry- to say sorry. Or appologize at all. Tayte wandered in, seeing as the room had a nice shade or orange sprinkled everywhere- Tayte went to sit on the bed. As he did he still felt the annoyance in his mind- Seeing Channing with Arkain- and with that nurse, and with that other ninja.. So many others must know him better then anything.. He definatly wanted to learn more about Channing- in a single instant the boy made up his mind- he was to proove to Channing that he could do anything just as well as any of his other companions could! Maybe it would make Channing think twice before he gave his attention to anyone besides Tayte. Which was what the boy wanted- to be the utt most important thing in Channings life.. It seemed like a fairly impossible goal but Tayte was determined. The pink on his face had faded away- leaving his pale yellowish skin for the other to see. He glanced over to channing - "Some how i expected your room to be more.. Dingy, dark, and- - scary." Tayte said starting to smile- "I don't know i just had the strangest idea that for an Assassin- your room should be filled with leathal wepon and deadly chemicals.." Tayte said teasfully- orange was nice and everything but he really did expect something a bit more- bold and dark.
Shear : The Hell Dog Tayte Hay-quên Nói : The Mouse Ms.Claira Inque Nowelle Class: Marine Biology and Aquatic Environments

16 May 2011, 04:45 AM   #14
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Channing had walked in and had immediately draped himself over the sofa looking almost identical to the day when they had first met. He had a book in his hand that was propped up and his eyes were skimming the page unconcerned that the other was analyzing his habitat. He blinked when he heard the comment about the color scheme and he smirked he looked up at the other his hazel eyes amused "O it is Tayate, appearances can be most deceiving" he said with a sly smirk on his mouth. He sat up and tapped and pulled what looked to be a large remote that resembled an ipad from the coffee table. he then tapped the screen a few times before looking up and pointing it at the wall behind his head there was a series of clicks and then just like on a freaking spy movie the wall moved flipping to display a private arsenal of lethal heavy duty black weapons all lined up in their places he continued to point the remote at spaces on the walls until they had all flipped revealing dangerous things behind the unassuming light colors. Channing smirked for a moment before hitting the override button and all the walls returned to normal the weapons and chemicals and other devises. Channing smirked and set the remote back on the table "as for being dingy and dark, i leave that to Rian...he prefers the dark much more than i do" he said with an easy shrug that seemed unconcerned as he settled back down but he did not raise his book his hazel eyes stayed on the other watching camly
Channing Hawthorn "things are not allways as they seem" Arkian Willow Du Phiblis “Immortality - a fate worse than death.” "The key to immortality is first living a life worth remembering." Zephyre and lethith Cadamine

16 May 2011, 05:03 AM    #15
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Tayte forced himself to look at the guns that had arrived do to the wall's sudden change in position. The whole thing was 'cool' to some degree, but Tayte could never- and never would enjoy whatever he was doing if a gun were to be in the same room with him. So his eyes quickly adverted- to the chemicals that had come out as well- Tayte could name the majority off the top of his head. Memorizing the colors, and how each substance would look to be fizzingly or not. But there were about 3 that he hadn't scene before and he wondered if they were experiemental compunds. Well Channing seemed to proove that his room was definatly ninja like when needed to be.. Tayte was realeaved when the gun shealf turned and was replaced with a regular wall- it made his mind lighten. But he didn't show the discomfort he had for the guns on his face- knowing fully that Channing's friends would have no proublems with grabbing one of the wall and start firing. Tayte on the other hand would shudder at the instant his hands touched the cold metal. Tayte didn't allow himself to think about the guns any longer knowing that the next step would be him remembering why he hated guns so much and at that point he was unsure if his mask would faulter so he quickly spoke again- Channing wasn't really studying now that he was here- he wondered what kind of work an Asssassin needed to do.. "Shouldn't you being doing some of that work you mentioned?" Tayte said, "I'm fine with just sitting here so you don't have to worry about me." Tayte was careful even now- he may have been smiling now but he was still doubtful about Channing's motives. He hid his fractured wrist under his poutch which was apon his legs. A soft smile came to the boy's lips. "Its fine, i'm a bit tired anyway." Was lying though- he hated the idea of Channing not paying attention to him.. He wanted the other- close, and focused on him. He hated the idea, genuinly loathed, it but.. Channing's work must be important- so Tayte reframed from saying anything else- his hands turned into small fists.
Shear : The Hell Dog Tayte Hay-quên Nói : The Mouse Ms.Claira Inque Nowelle Class: Marine Biology and Aquatic Environments

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