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The Desert of a City; Jace, Open.
Topic Started: Jul 9 2008, 02:26 PM (278 Views)
Tim
Foreigner
Tim Walked the city streets. He hadn't had food or water in countless days. Avoiding the inhabitants of Aberdeen, he had slowly made his way to the center of town, before collapsing in front of a clock in the center of a city square...

"Food..." His young lips whispered. "Water..." He was, of course, dirty. His jacket had tears in it, his Mp3 player (for looking casual) was hanging out of his pocket.

His hands clenched into fists on the ground, he heaved himself, and attempted to get up.
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Jace Lovell
Foreigner
Jace was wandering through the city, as usual with no purpose, when he saw someone collapse. "Whoa!" he cried, dashing forward to help the boy up. "Hey, you okay?" he asked worriedly. Food...water... the thought echoed through his mind, though he knew it wasn't his own. "Yeah, of course!" he cried, supporting the boy. "Come on, I'll take you to the restaurant down the street. Anything you want, okay?" he smiled and helped the boy down the street.

At the restaurant, he let the boy collapse in the booth seat across from him, and sat down himself. The waiter brought glasses of water, and a basket of bread. "Get whatever you want," Jace said, smiling. "I've got plenty of money in ye old wallet," he laughed at his own stupid joke. "I'm Jace, by the way. Who are you?"
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Tim
Foreigner
Tim's Haunted eyes Stared into Jace's. -This guy looks really nice.- He thought in a monotone, as though stating a fact. He stared for a while longer.
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Tim stared for what seemed like an Eon into Jace's eyes. Then replied slowly. "The numerical value for my name is the root of the third number, plus Phi. Divided by the square of Pi. In accordance with Hebrew numbering."

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Tim stared into his eyes, not everting them even to eat a slice of bread.
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Jace Lovell
Foreigner
"Err...okay...you seem like your name is Tim, so I guess I'll call you that," he said, not sure why the name seemed to fit. "So, um, Tim...what brought you here? Where are your parents?" he asked, taking a sip of water.
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Tim
Foreigner
Tim's eyes did not move, Still making size of this person who was new to him, yet somehow familiar. -My parents... Were killed by werewolves.- He thought to himself.

"They're out on vacation. they left me in the house Alone." He lied, being sure to show no outward sign of it.

He blinked. "Is my pact in effect?"
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Jace Lovell
Foreigner
"W-What? Werewolves?!" Jace nearly screamed. "And I...I don't know what this 'pact' is...but I'm guessing, judging by the fact that I can hear your thoughts, it's in effect," this was all so strange...why was he able to hear Tim's thoughts? "What exactly is the 'pact'?" he asked in a low voice.
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Tim
Foreigner
"Shadow Pass. My ability." Tim said in his monotone voice. "I'm an elite." He quickly closed his mind to outside intrusion. There was no mistaking it. Somehow, he was a relative. -As long as my blood remains in another, from entering through a cut, the mouth, or anything like that, I can communicate telepathically. Even look through their eyes. And that's how I'm going to test it.- Tim thought to Jace.

Tim calmly took a ginormous bite out of his piece of bread.
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Jace Lovell
Foreigner
-I see- Jace thought back, though he wasn't sure how. -So...you think we're related somehow?- he asked, looking at Tim curiously.
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Tim
Foreigner
Tim didn't respond, instead, he closed his eyes peacefully. He sighed. -This is my least favorite part...- He allowed Jace to hear.

He reopened his eyes with a sharp vigor. The irises had turned red. Tim held to fingers close to his eyes, and saw himself through Jace's.

He closed his eyes once again. "Phew..." He said. Re-opening them, they had turned back to their natural blue. "yes. We are related somehow."
he subconsciously tapped his ring on the table, a habit he had had for a while.
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Jace Lovell
Foreigner
"I see...I didn't know...my parents sort of up and left about two years ago, and before that, they always told me they didn't have parents or siblings...like they were trying to hide it or something..." he shook his head. "But wow...to think...I have family," he smiled at Tim.
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Tim
Foreigner
Tim's eyebrow twitched. "Don't get the wrong idea." He paused. "I'm not... I'm..." He tried to find words...

"..."

"FINE! If I can, y'know... Live somewhere..."

he mumbled something...

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Jace Lovell
Foreigner
"Oh! Yeah, sure, of course," Jace said. "I live in my parents house, in The Terrace, down just on the edge of town. You're welcome to stay with me, you know, if you want to," he added. "Eat first. though," he said, laughing slightly.
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Tim
Foreigner
"Sure." Said Tim, Almost with a smile. One could never tell. He raised his hand to the waiter, and once again, spoke in language no one could understand, making his order.
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Silvish Canthus
Foreigner
Silvish looked around the restaurant. There weren't too many people around, but he spotted two young males sitting in the corner. His stomach growled rather loudly. He glanced about, hoping no one noticed. By now he had already arrived at their table.

"Umm, excuse me gents. Do you mind if I sit here? It's getting kind of boring over there. Alone."
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Tim
Foreigner
Tim's eyes drifted over Silvish's assorted jewelry. His eyes observed and took in every detail of Silvish's outfit, and his stature. He took in the awkward entrance, and seemed to absorb everything like a sponge. His expression, was of course, unreadable. He looked over at Jace.
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