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Post by Violet Lockheart on Feb 26, 2016 11:04:37 GMT -8
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you can't stop me She'd wipe away the tears at her cheeks finding herself complacent or at the very least settled from the little shock she'd encountered. It was impossible. Jasper had no idea that she was here for him to have stalked her very much found her for that matter was beyond his capabilities just about now. With the momentary panic having faded from her thoughts she'd look up with an idle smile. "Yea I was just... a bee just came at me." She'd lie with a certain blush rising to her cheeks. Violet had never been a good liar after all.
"I don't see why you owe me," Violet teased on playfully trying to distance herself as much as possible from her break in character edging slightly away from him now maintaining an unconscious grip on his sleeve choosing not quite yet to abandon safety. "You're the one who kicked my butt eagle eyes." Again prompting a more devious grin his way. At this point the chill had left her spine and she could let go easing aback from her position feeling still all the more bashful.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2016 11:38:16 GMT -8
Arathorn looked at her with a raised eyebrow. Something wasn't right. It was clear she lied, but what was the truth? He really wasn't offended at all by the fact that she lied, just more curious. But he knew that it would've worsened matters to ask about it, so instead, he just reached into his pocket and took out the five left over tickets, holding them up beside him.
"Well, I've still got this as my trophy, human eyes," he said with a loving grin, his eyes still slightly lacking a clear emotion, yet showing hints of compassion, if she was to look deep enough.
"Besides," he added, "you made me happy. That's a more valuable trophy than anything else." Arathorn's eyes seemed to wander to out the window, as if looking back on his life. "Not many people have allowed me to win it," Arathorn said, not even realizing he wasn't really acting like a normal person would, just coming out with what he felt like that. Of course, then again, he'd never really known how.
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Feb 26, 2016 12:22:01 GMT -8
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you can't stop me Violet ejected tongue out of mouth to express just how she felt about the 'human-eyes' comment although it didn't really phase her just witty rebuttal between two people slowly becoming friends and while she couldn't say she very well understood Arathorn she didn't hold any reservations to that list of friends she was quickly compiling.
"Aww you're such a sweet heart." Violet teased out with a laugh, his words bringing her out of her little funk almost instantly as she found herself rolling her back up in an outright blunt laughter. "You know just what to say to turn someone's mood around." She'd openly state quickly regretting that fact considering her lie beforehand but waving it off with an errant hand.
"How about I treat you to lunch then? I do have to leave soon but I have time for a snack." Violet would offer courteously holding out her hand as an offering. If he was so keen to take it she'd begin tugging him off towards the exit after all they could get with five tickets was probably a piece of gum nothing in the ways of sustenance.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2016 12:28:26 GMT -8
Arathorn looked down at her hand with a quiet "Hm?" Taking a second, he looked up from her hand and saw her smile.
Placing his hands in hers, he replied "Sure." Before they walked out the initial door, he told her "Hang on just a second" as he reached over and grabbed his backpack, not even letting go of her hand, seeing as how the game he had stuffed it behind was right beside the door. He slid the backpack over his right shoulder with her hand in his left. "Alright, let's go," he'd tell her with an affirming nod.
Following her out the door, he looked up at the sky. The sun was beginning to set, giving the world a nice pink glow. The lighting added to the beauty that Violet possessed. "Where are we going to eat?" he asked her, looking at the sky.
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Feb 26, 2016 12:40:28 GMT -8
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you can't stop me  Violet would point up at a sign still maintaining her dragging position on Arathorn, although at this point he was probably keeping pace with her. Burger Queen as it so happened only recently opened not to long ago probably just as recently as their school had, it wasn't fancy or even lowly for that matter but it was decently cheap compared to most food districts out there. And Violet had been eyeing it in a predatory manner since she'd arrived. "Its nothing special just the basics." She'd beam up at him with an eager, hungry look in her eyes. Pushing through the front doors she'd finally give his hand some lapse of time exiting his grip and pulling herself up ferociously to the counter. "Three Double stacks please!" She'd exclaim with excitement before turning her shoulder to usher Arathorn to her side to order as well. She had quite the stamina when it came to food. @arathornteros
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2016 12:44:31 GMT -8
Standing behind her (without having a game distracting him this time), he noticed something he didn't notice before. It was something that normal people wouldn't really catch, but he could see it. Peeking out just above where her shirt ended on the back of her neck, there was a pair of ever so faint and subtle holes. Very minuscule holes, just barely big enough to be seen with a naked eye, well a trained naked eye, that is. Puncture wounds from needles is what they were, he deduced. Signs of an ugly past on a beautiful girl. But noticing her look back at him, he blinked the thoughts away.
Arathorn approached the counter with his hands instinctively back in his pockets. He looked at the menu, and looked at the clerk saying, "I'll just have a salad." Although, after hearing Violet's order, he turned to her with an expression as if he wasn't sure if he had made the right order.
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Feb 26, 2016 12:58:08 GMT -8
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you can't stop me Violet would lean into nudge him suggesting that his order was lacking, whilst with the other hand pulling out a small compact wallet from her heel that had a couple dollars for the exchange and with a grin supplement them to the counter requesting for him to keep the small change nothing would annoy her more than a few pennies and dimes rolling around under foot.
Violet would make her way to her seat awaiting the order and turned her vision up towards Arathorn. "I didn't get around to asking but, you go to school around here? What brings you?" The more personable questions thrust his way perhaps a subtle means of keeping his attention off of her past, there really was little to tell after all.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2016 13:16:15 GMT -8
Taking his seat in front of her, he looked at her. Normally it would be something that would have hurt him to remember.. the past... but really he had been thinking about it all this time, with the new-found emotions he had had because of her. But, with the way she had gone into a saddening state earlier, he decided to just give her the details that weren't depressing.
"My father sent me here. I had to move away because of some family problems," he answered, his voice monotone. He would ask about hers, but after what he had noticed a few seconds ago, he decided it was probably best not to return with the same question. "So why blue?" he asked her, giving a perplexed look at her hair so that she could see what he was referring to.
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Feb 26, 2016 13:28:19 GMT -8
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you can't stop me Sent away. Hmmm she lingered on his choice of words. She could empathize with that sort of feeling. Vi too to some extent had been sent away whether it be out of love or being unwanted was a different discussion entirely but she could feel the very seem pain to one degree or another. Violet would linger on the topic feeling that it was his prerogative to bring it up should he be comfortable enough with it, she was the same way not wanting someone else to delve into her past without permission.
"I don't really know." She'd giggle softly and with the draw of one hand pull forth her blue locks over her shoulder patting it as if it were a cat. "I guess it just reminds me of the sea, somewhere so vast you can fly away and be lost forever." Her gaze would cast off over his shoulder daydreaming silently to herself for a moment before dropping her grasp and waving her hand in front to dissuade any misconception that might arise. "Not that I'm sad or anything really, just its a big place y'know the world hard not to dream about it all."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2016 13:53:40 GMT -8
Arathorn gave a nod. "I understand." The ocean wasn't necessarily his definition of paradise, but he knew what she meant. Her ocean was the same as his forest during hunting season with his rifle.
"Well it's definitely a good color. You look very beautiful in it." While he said this, he didn't even have a flattering tone. He just stated as if it were a fact in nature, as if it was a scientific law. "The same goes for your eyes. Blue looks wonderful on you." he looked deep into the same eyes he referred to, his hands being brought up to where his chin rest on his hand that were folded together, his fingers intertwined.
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Feb 26, 2016 14:17:47 GMT -8
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you can't stop me Flattering or otherwise it didn't matter as a blush would settle on her features and just as quickly whisked away with a shake of her head. "Flattery will get you places." She'd laugh raising a hand to mock punch him in the shoulder turning to only lightly bump him in a friendly manner turning her head up as they called out her order and turning on a dime she'd be up and back before he could say 'shenanigans'. Just the same though Vi would turn her gaze to the meal drooling over it patiently waiting for his order to be up, she'd learned well enough with Richard that she needed to be a bit more courteous when involved in a meal and conversation.
"You don't have to answer but can I ask what kind of family problems?" Violet knew she had her own secrets to keep and wouldn't press the matter if he shrugged the question off, in all honesty if he came at her with the same approach she'd be quick to shut him down but there was still the chance at asking.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2016 15:17:10 GMT -8
Arathorn took the punch, and watched her go off to get her food. Flattery?? He asked himself, a little confused.
After seeing her sit down, Arathorn heard her question. He thought about it for a second. Looking at her in her, the world seemed to be put on pause for a moment as he recalled something.
The night was cold, the snow providing a comfortable blanket to lay on. One of his eyes closed, the other peering through a scope, scanning through the forest. "Dad?" Arathorn's soft, 12-year-old voice perked up.
A deeper, soothingly smooth voice answered back with a "Yes, son?"
"I want to be able to do this every day with you."
With a quiet manly chuckle that only a father could laugh, Eugene replied back, "I'm sure you do son. But, someday I'll be gone. I'm sure it will be a long, long time before that happens, but it will happen. You know that right?"
In disappointment, yet without knowledge of how serious he really was, Arathorn uttered, "Yeah..."
"But, that's when you need to find someone okay? Someone who makes you happy. Someone you can tell everything and anything to. Does that make sense?"
Again, Arathorn couldn't really understand how serous he was, but he did understand to a certain degree. "Mhm," the boy nodded.
The father replied with another chuckle as he rubbed his son's head with an "Alright."
As Arathorn's mind exited the memory and back to the halted world, he looked at Violet again. Hm, is all his thoughts said in reply.
"My mother, she, she was going to have what was soon to be my little sister. At the hospital, well let's just say the only thing that arrived home that night was a devastated father and son. So, after awhile my dad became depressed and... well sent me here. He, he didn't want me to get hurt because of anything he did to himself." As he said all this, his gaze went back and forth between her eyes and the table. his voiced never wavered, and his eyes stayed somewhat blank. "He's still okay though, so it's nothing to get too worried about. He's still back up in Montana."
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Feb 28, 2016 7:57:42 GMT -8
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you can't stop me Violet refrained from gasping, her general happy personality put on a stopper as she heard out Arathorn's tale of what brought him here. That was the second time she'd heard a story with a not so happy ending, it seemed like they all had their dark beginnings everyone of them. With a somber smile she'd wretch her hand out across the table for him to hold if need be just a sign of empathy that she wanted to convey to him without saying words like 'I'm here' or 'if you need anything at all'. "I'm sorry," She'd manage out refraining herself from gourging herself now at this point maintaining eye contact.
"But it goes to show you've got a little bit of hero in you." Violet would mention softly. She had an uncanny skill to reading into things, the actions that people took. By her knowledge Arathorn's father pulled a hero trait, push those you loved away so as to not hurt them a bit of a martyr move resulting in the current pain but she didn't know if death was a better alternative....
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Post by Deleted on Feb 29, 2016 0:10:14 GMT -8
Arathorn glanced down at her hand on his. Her skin wasn't necessarily anything extraordinarily soft or smooth, not anything physical that set her apart from anyone else. But for whatever reason, it still felt.. different. He had no idea how to explain it. He just knew he enjoyed it. It gave him peace when she put her hand on his like that.
Being the type of person he is, Arathorn didn't realize that this didn't necessarily show. His face and eyes were vacant, Thankfully though, it also meant it didn't seem as if he was disgusted or made uncomfortable by it. From the outside, it really just appeared as if it was just another normal thing for him. Nothing bad, nothing good.
This, however, instantly ceased when his eyes returned to hers. With an emotion more sincere and real than anything he had said throughout that day, and really throughout the past few years, he said to her, "Thank you," knowing she had just told him she was there for him. He had never thanked someone like that in any time that he could remember.
Hero...I've never been called that before... his thoughts quietly whispered.
Wait.... he had forgotten something.
After a sudden look of perplexity and a quick glance back, Arathorn confirmed his suspicion that he hadn't gotten his salad yet, and it was still sitting on the counter, and probably had been for awhile. And because of that realization, the emotion that had managed to revive itself after being dormant for so long quickly seemed to fall back down the place it had come from, returning to seclusion to be used for another day. "Oh yes, I forgot to get that. Excuse me," Arathorn requested of her as he retrieved the lunch. Once he had gotten it he would come back and sit in front of her. "What can you tell me about you, Miss Vi?" he asked, beginning to eat his dinner. He didn't want to push too hard on her backstory, regardless of his curiosity, but since he had opened up to her, in his mind, this gave her a chance to do the same, should it be within her interest. If not, it could definitely bring up something else worth talking over or starting a conversation.
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Feb 29, 2016 9:09:28 GMT -8
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you can't stop me It wasn't an unforeseeable outcome although she dreaded having to regale her own past. In fact she'd rather suffer the prodding of needles once more just to get out of it in it entirety. "Oh me, it's not an all to interesting story to be honest." Violet would say glinting an unconscious hand rolling up to entwine with her hair playing with it ferociously as she compiled the stress of lying away.
"I grew up back east, moved out here with my parents when we had a little bit of trouble at home. Rough school seemed like the proper place for a rough family." At least that much wasn't a lie, they did exhibit their rough sort of edges. Violet didn't much enjoy lying but she knew that the truth would end up hurting her and everyone else. She'd bite at the lip feeling the urgency to tell more but refrained from it.
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