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Subject: The second day... [ Private; RachieFizzy! ] Wed Aug 10, 2011 7:11 pm

carver alexander meyers

Carver tentatively pushed his way inside, searching the empty room for something of use. Sticking close to the door, he fiddled with his own fingers, frowning. He had always been a pacifist, never fighting, never throwing a punch. In fact, he had never even handled a knife. Where did he even start? He wasn't sure how to use a sword, a shield; a mace? What was that, anyways? Crossing his arms, he scanned with his eyes, trying to pinpoint what he thought was parts and pieces of weapons, though he was never sure. Clearing his throat, he glanced back at the door, hoping someone would join him. Someone that perhaps knew more of these things then him. At least, Carver could definitely use someone like that. Unfortunately, his guardian angel didn't run in, hoping to impress and satisfy him. No, it didn't work that way. Come on, I'm a smart person. I can figure this out. Lifting what looked like a mutilated steel stick in his hands, he shook his head, and sighed. It was definite that he certainly couldn't figure this out on his own. "Oh man..."

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C a s s i d e e | L y r i c | E v a n s

Daughter of Epiales~

I walked to the armory, just to look at the weapons really. I didn't need a new one. I saw a boy around my age looking at the weapons, looking very lost. I walked up behind him. "Troubles?" I asked bluntly, picking up a sword. It was unbalanced for my likes, I immediately put it back down. I put a hand on my hip and looked at the boy. "Need help?" I asked. I know about weapons and all that, I just didn't use them. When I fight, it's fist fights. Not full on battle fights. I wasn't good with battling and all of that. I was a better archer.

carver alexander meyers

As the girl spoke up behind him, Carver jumped into the air a bit, surprised. "Oh gods," he mumbled, turning. "Don't sneak up on people..." Examining her, he smiled a bit, a bit taken in by her appearance. "Oh, I'm sorry...my fault." Laughing awkwardly, he nodded politely, and continued. "Er...well yes, I do need a bit of help. You see, I've never really fought..." Shifting uncomfortably, he frowned, trying to hide his unease. Carver had never been quite comfortable around other people, especially women, and definitely attractive ones. He waved the thought away, returning to reality. "Well um...you see my problem?" He smiled slightly, trying to adjust to interacting like a normal person.

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Daughter of Epiales~

I smiled at him. "Sorry for scaring you." I laughed a little. "I don't fight much either." I admitted. "When I fight, I don't use weapons. I have a little mind weapon that's pretty critical." I said with a small smirk. "You need help picking out a weapon, is that correct?" I said smiling. I examined him, walking around him in a circle. After I got a good look, I walked over to the swords. I looked at them, and picked one out. "Try holding this." I said handing him the sword. I waited to see if it was the right sword for him or not. I was usually good at this type of thing. I didn't really talk to other people, so I was somewhat nervous, but lucky for myself, I hid my emotions pretty well. Most of the time my eyes give away my emotion. They change colour for every different feeling.

carver alexander meyers

As she placed the weapon in his hand, he hunched a bit, groaning. "Er...I mean, it's nice and everything." He frowned, glancing at her, afraid that his weakness was showing. "I'm just not a er...sword person. Maybe something smaller...and lighter?" He smiled apologetically, laying the sword down on a nearby table. "I'm sorry about this. I mean, you don't have to help me..." Carver laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. "I understand I can be a little difficult sometimes..." Cursing himself mentally, he attempted to reassess the situation. Why did he have to be so awkward around other people? He could handle animals just fine, but he never had the social skills needed to make friends. She was probably thinking the exact thing he would be thinking, "What a freak."

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Daughter of Epiales~

I smiled and gave a small laugh. I took the sword and put it back. "It's fine. I help people find their weapon most of the time anyway." I said, giving a small smile. I looked around the room. "Nah, I've helped people who were very picky about their weapons. I wanted to punch them." I laughed picking up a small dagger. "How about this?" I said unsheathing the small, celestial bronze dagger. "It's small and light, like you asked, and perfect if you don't fight much." I smiled handing it to him. "I use daggers as well." I said showing him mine. I put it back in my belt loop and said "Is that okay for you?" with a smile. My eyes turned into a bright shade of blue.

carver alexander meyers

He laughed, nodding. Taking the dagger into his hand, he turned it over in his hand, grinning. "I like it." Glancing back at her, he frowned, noticing the change in her eye color. It was odd, though it was unusual and, as he thought, rather interesting. "Your eyes...they er...just changed color." He searched her face, wondering what the cause of it was. Could it be natural, or was it something special...unique? "It just um...surprised me." Shifting, he glanced back at the dagger, seeing his reflection slightly in the blade.

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Daughter of Epiales~

I smiled. "Good. It seems to fit you." I said with a smile. I noticed he frowned. I tilted my head, wondering why. "Oh." I chuckled, noticing he mentioned my eyes. "They change depending on my mood. Are they blue?" I asked, turning to look at a shield, trying to look for my reflection. Yep, definitely blue. "Blue means I'm happy." I said with a small giggle. "It usually surprises most people." I said smiling at him while he looked at his reflection.

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gianna ● russo ● achelois

"a little bit camera shy, but you're still a star"

The tall brunette peers behind a corner, feeling especially awkward this afternoon. Her earphones fill the sound, keeping her nerve-wrecked self content but, really, the sound isn't even on.She fumbles with her nailbeds, nervous, from the what is of the crowded room. Okay.... three people in the armory is not crowded. Then why does Gianna feel as if the stuttering and sweating is recurring? The pressure of people, especially one of the opposite sex, gives her herself claustrophobic horrors. She twiddles her thumbs and enters the darkened room, feeling a chill in the new atmosphere. She pretends not to notice their continuous chatter--the talent of invisibility. She, afraid, of their possible stares, glances over her shoulder. The hair on the back of her neck stands straight, exposing her "cover." She pretends to inspect a small blade of a dagger, which just happened to slip out of her clumsy hands and free fall onto the floor. Red paints her cheekbones, dappling them with sudden sweat. Her eyes trace back and forth, paranoid, before setting what she's dropped back into place. In a soft whisper, she glimpses at the other two, biting her lip. "Oh gods." she pulls a lock of her hair behind her ear, "Sorry, sorry, sorry." she responds with the usual social awkwardness, continuing to apologize. "So sorry." she steps aback, out of habit, refusing to look either of them in the eye. It all happened so fast. They probably think of her as a freak of nature--a giraffe. She just had to make a mistake every time she walked into the room. She's a walking disaster.

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