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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 7:40 pm
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The hallway appeared, and Needle was admittedly curious. She had never heard of a mysterious hallway, nor had she ever been down it; that much was clear as she headed in blind, unable to follow her and her sister's trail of invisible ink that usually dotted the floors and walls to keep them from getting too lost. This place was new, unmarked and unexplored; thus, she had to explore it;. The hall lead to an open area, and through her limited vision she could see what looked like a great house looming ahead.
An entire house attached to the school?! It must have been the home of someone important to the school! Now she couldn't resist it, she had to see (well, experience) the area. On the plus side? If she was found and scolded, she had an excuse. A really good one; she got lost, which wasn't entirely false.
It took her a while to find the door, patting around anything that seemed to protrude from the front wall (damn windows, you were her bane), and after that it didn't take long to start wandering the house itself, trying to stick close to the walls and walking carefully where she couldn't. She walked all over the place, and soon the winding, twisting corridors became too overwhelming for her.
What she thought was an exit turned out to be a new room. The room she had just left changed while her back was to it; she became lost quickly, very lost. However, instead of being distressed she decided to be productive, and just knelt where she had been standing, in the middle of a random room in a very confusing house.
She knelt there, her hands folded neatly on her lap, staring ahead of her with her back regally straight. If she was lost, she merely had to wait for someone to find her, right? Moving was not a good idea when trying to be discovered, after all.
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 7:50 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 8:26 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 8:43 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 9:06 pm
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She may have been deadpanned, but rest assured she was pondering his question. In the end she smiled, her head tilting just a little bit. "However you prefer to answer, stranger. However, myself? Going by your example... Figuratively, no. I am very well aware of who I am and where I am going in life, however..." She sighed, her kneeling stance relaxing with the slightest of slouches. Years of intense training wouldn't quite allow anything less than that. "I am very much lost in the literal sense." Through her mask she was staring at him intensely, enough to register the slightest tilts of his head; when she had seen that in the past it meant they were either surveying the scene to get a feel for where they were, or---
"Is everything all right, ah...?" She trailed off, not quite sure how to address this person, and 'stranger' was going to become very rude very fast.
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 9:18 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 9:33 pm
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"Against my will, I assure you." Needle gave the softest of chuckles, though it was by no means a happy one. She didn't want to know where she was going with her unlife; she wanted to experience what it was like to have a future with a giant question mark above it like others her age. Knowing that she was going to be in pain and tattooing for the rest of her unnatural life was both a blessing and a curse.
"...Really? I was not aware! Perhaps...I should not have been still?" Her back straightened again, looking this way and that while tilting her head on occasion as if trying to detect if anyone else was around. When she heard nothing, she relaxed and gazed back up at him, her smile coming easier now. "I am, thank you! I thought perhaps staying in one place would get me found, at least in that I was right! Thankfully you found me before those so-called dangerous ones did." The Engraver climbed back to her feet by shifting her weight, her hands remaining folded against her even as she stood.
"Bix, then. It is a pleasure to meet you! My name is Needle." As she introduced herself she bowed low, her long hair sliding over her shoulders.
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 10:19 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 10:28 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 10:44 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2012 7:37 am
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"A good starting place! My first was my hands, ah such pain~" There was something breathily happy about those last few words, her fingers flexing the slightest bit as she recalled her childhood, stabbing herself with an ink stained needle for the first time. "My kin and I tattoo for our livelihood, we do not take image requests per se, however they are individual and unique to the one requesting it. I would be happy to tattoo you, Bix, especially since you have been so kind to me." Needle had no idea she was offering her services and accepting help from the 'enemy', and especially not the enemy was was partially responsible for the kidnapping of her twin. This would have gone much differently if she had; she would have actively tried to make him her newest pincushion.
"I would appreciate that, thank you~" She sighed, her head tilting down to better see the extended hand; she loved contact, thrived on it. Since her arrival at the school and learning that contact was generally welcome and often freely offered, she took every opportunity to do so. It was partially the reason as to why she slid her cold hand into his, but kept enough of a distance to try and avoid puncturing his arm with hers.
"So, Bix, tell me about yourself! Do you live here? Are you attending the academy as well? Are you a Reaper? I pardon the question but...I am afraid I can not tell." Suddenly, she was all questions.
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2012 7:16 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2012 7:49 pm
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"I understand; it would not be right to break a promise to a friend." A promise was a promise, and Needle did quite believe in them; she adhered to them too, but a few times she did try to cleverly get around them. It never worked, and she never was upset over it; after all, she wouldn't have made the promise if she didn't need or want to! "I would be happy to pass judgement on their workmanship! You will have to contact me when you get it done." How she had no idea; she was a student, and whats worse she was a student without a phone.
Something about Bix felt off to her. She couldn't put her finger on it, but he wasn't like anyone she had ever met before, literally. No warning bells were going off and he was being incredibly nice to her, so she decided to not put too much stock into it. After all, he did just admit that he was older and on a secret mission; maybe that's why he felt off! Sometimes the adults of other clans felt off to her! Just...never like this.
No matter.
"A secret? Oh but I am so good at keeping secrets!" Needle was almost pouting, almost, but she knew secrets were secret for a reason. "Should I keep it a secret that I met you?" Instead of dwelling on her pouting, apparently teasing back was a good idea. "Ahhh...I am so curious!" Her free hand came up to press against her chin thoughtfully, her pale face tilting up towards the ceiling in thought.
"Tell me something else about you, Bix. Something that is not a secret!"
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2012 8:06 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2012 8:16 pm
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"My lips are sealed." Needle smiled at him, pressing her free index finger against her lips. She was indeed the type to read Teen Scream magazines and most recently trashy novels, but they were out of curiousity more than function; nobody seemed eager to explain (or give her the experience of) these things, so she turned to whatever she could get her hands on for the answers. "Ahh...then for the sake of your job I will be diligent, thank you for taking the time to help me." She repeated again, eternally grateful to him for helping her get un-lost. You could never thank someone enough, at least thats what she was coming to learn.
"..." Unable to fully appreciate the room around her, she instead turned her head to stare up at him, her lips pressing into a thin line. "I do believe that is cheating!" Sure technically it was something new, but...but he was still keeping it a secret! AND he was teasing her about it! That wasn't very nice! "Is there anything you can tell me that is not a secret?" She was eternally curious about this kind stranger, and he wasn't being helpul!
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