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Post by Kuri, Queen of Feels on Nov 23, 2010 22:18:46 GMT -4
Lakuri pretty much froze when Kyriu called her by her full name... people usually only called her that when she was introuble. she simply watched as Kyriu and Limari spoke. Limari was sure weird... why would u willingly pick a roof instead of a nice warm bed? that seemed rediculous!
But either way this situation seemed as if Limari wanted to leave soon... and not much could change that. So Lakuri didn't argue, and simply laid down on the bed and closed her eyes, waiting for Kyriu to come to bed with her soon. She was however still listeinging in on the two, although she looked asleep already.
Kyriu blinked several times after hearing what Limari said. He understood how she felt but, really a roof? Why the roof? It didn't make much sense...and probably never would but...at least Limari was going to somewhat stay right? Kyriu noticed Kuri's attempt at sleeping...which was actually pretty good...but he was still confused about the whole roof thing.
'' f your sure that you'll be alright Limari then you can.'' Kyriu said to her. While he wanted to say something, he couldn't since he started yawning. And for some reason he dozed off a few times.
'' Um....s-sorry...how about I walk you to the roof then? I can't let you go on your own'' Kyriu said even though is condition said otherwise.
Kyriu's hand was laying on Kuri's leg...it seemed that he was really tired...and his body didn't want to leave Kuri behind.
Limari could see that Kyriu was worn out. He dozed off a few times whilst he was trying to talk to her. She couldnt imagine that he really wanted to get up and wall her to the roof.
Limari smiled at him, "thats alright Kyriu, im pretty sure i can find the roof myself. Top of the house right?" she said jokingly. "no need to worry." She turned and walked to the doorway," well," she said to the pair, "ill see you tommorrow then." she waved over her shoulder lazily, and strode out without much care as to whether Kyriu was following her or not. She went and picked up her rucksack and her staff, securing them on her back before walking out the front door.
Once she was outside she jumped to grab onto the edge of the roof, then pushing off of the wall of the house with her feet, vaulting herself into a flip to land on the roof. She got out her bedroll and sleeping bag and climbed into them, though she had no intention of sleeping yet. Her nerves were buzzing, eager to start thier nightly prowl around the town. She just wanted to lay here long enough that Kyriu and Kuri would be asleep, and wouldnt hear her slip away. It would make them worry. She would be back in the morning anyway, and it would look like she never left. She was used to operating on catnaps anyway.
Post by Kuri, Queen of Feels on Dec 7, 2010 2:34:41 GMT -4
( can't really do mmuucchh )
After Limari was out of the room, Lakuri slowly and quietly sat back up, and slid her arm's around Kyriu.
"Kyriu are you going to come to bed with me?" she asked and then made a cute begging face at him. After all that had happened thoughout the day, it would be nice to spend some time with just Kyriu, at least for the night. "I understand if you want to go do somthing else, but I would like it if you stayed with me." she addd then yawned. So many mood/wellness changes in this one ay for the poor girl, it left her exhausted!
Kyriu simply smiled at Kuri. why did she have to ask anyway? If he tried to stand up he would pass out anyway. Although...he wasn't confortable with someone sleeping on their roof. Not that it was bad but...that showed poor hospitality. Oh that would hav to come later he was far too tired to do anything now.
'' Let me think what could be more important than spending time with you?........nothing actually.'' Kyriu said. He turned around then laid Kuri on the bed and tucked her in so she wasn't cold. He then walked around the bed to join her.
Today was soooo tiring...all he wanted was rest. '' Whew best part of today'' Kyriu said even though he was dead tired. He placed his arm around Kuri then simply passed out. However just before he did.........
''' Don't you dare try it''
''' I was only considering.......and how did you know?''
'' Simple.......it's what I would do''
Once that was done Kyriu nodded off to slip still mantaing his grip on Kuri.
After a bit Mari slunk out of her sleeping bag and grabbed her staff. she vaulted off the roof and crept into the shadows, keeping along the buildings. she went to her normal back street, one which had a nightmarket and plenty of drunks wandering around at night. once there she stepped out of the shadows and grinned, breathing in air which stank of stale alchohol and horiibly burned fish. she loved that smell for two reasons. she loved the alchohol smell because it meant there were plenty of drunks to pickpocket, if they hadn't already spend all thier money on cheap tankards of ale. she loved the fish smell because it meant Abott Dreggs was here with his booth of cheap, generally burned food. His only customers were people too drunk to tell that his fish were burnt to badly to be edible, but there were so many of those at night in this part of town that he made a fine profit. Abbot Dreggs was one of the worst cooks Mari knew, but also one of her dearest friends. he was a man who appreciated a good joke, and understood her love for old fashioned things and a simple life.
She strolled down the small alley, "accidentally" bumping a man staggering down the street, managing to take a few coins from his pockets in the meantime. she continued this until her nose led her to Abott's booth.
there he was, white apron grimy as always, his green eyes shining and his mouth, or what Mari could see of it through his bushy black beard, was turned upward in a laugh. She walked over to him, tapping him on the shoulder. "Abbot" she smiled as he turned around to see her, "good to see you. I see you're still cooking."
"MARI!" he boomed, "Good to see you friend! Its been awhile since you showed up here, you used to be here every night. what have you been doing with yourself?" Mari refused politely as he offered her a plate of horrible burned fish and stale bread.
"I've just been in other areas the past few weeks. Wierdest thing hapened today though. I actually made a few new friends." she smiled as Abbot feigned fainting from shock. "Real strange folk too, though not as strange as me, I suppose." She smiled wrly. "I'm back here partly to get some part of my life back to normal, and because of that house, right down there. the white one." everyone here knew that house. it was the only decent house on this street. Only here becuse the rich man who lived in it made his money off of cheating gamblers, and this alley was the headquarters for the late night gamblers.
"What about it?" Abbot asked, then with a shocked look. "you're not thinking about robbing the rich man of his money are you? Mari, thats a fools errand. he'll kill you."
Mari shook her head "Don't worry. I am robbing it, but for something else. something that i doubt he has protected. its pretty worthless, unless your me. Last week I found out that man owns an old fashioned leather bag, which he uses to carry his gambling chips in, just because he likes old fashoined things. The problem is that the bag is from Meright. It was part of my old world, and I want it. I need it. I'm just casing the house tonight. seeing when would be a good time to break in."
Abbot nodded knowingly. "I can see why you want it. well, you can hang out here to watch the house if you want."
"thank you," Mari said, "i think I will."
For the next two hours she watched people come and go from the house, talking and joking with Abbot and the customers at his stall who knew her. This environment, she realized, was where she thrived. the loud, bustling underground of the city. she loved the kind of people it drew, crooked people like herself. when it came time to go, Mari waved goodbye to Abbot, told him she would be back soon to observe the house and visit him. she then headed back to Kyriu's house. She realized that she would need at least a little sleep that night. She got to Kyrius house and climbed up on the roof, yawning. Her Nighttime wandering were done for today.
Post by Kuri, Queen of Feels on Jan 10, 2011 2:50:29 GMT -4
( OMG long post kero, good job!!!! )
Lakuri smiled as Kyriu decided to laydown with her, she was happy that he wanted to, but had no idea that he was going to pass out so fast. "Kyrii?" she asked, slightly titltig her head upwards to look at him, but he was asleep. "I guess goodnight then my love..." she sighed and held him close to her, not long after falling asleep nice and cozy and warm.