Wednesday, October 23rd, 2013 | Day 32: 2/4 | Music | Location: Hamburg, Germany | ooc:xAt first he thought they said they were in Hamburger, Germany. He knew he was wrong when he first heard it though. When they all stopped at a gas station he quickly headed to the bathroom as they refueled. He wasn't going to go and attempt to buy anything, not with the German language issues going on.xWhen he got back to the car he saw Samuel nearby smoking a cigarette. He really wanted one badly, he hadn't had one since September.... september... 29th? How many days was that?xAdam walked over to Samuel and spoke up, "Hey, can I have a fag? Er... cigarette?" Adam just decided to go general remembering American lingo mix ups that could happen there.x19...20...Are you really going to keep destroying yo-Shut up.
Spoiler: I warn now. I'm not quite sure where to go from here, but I felt it warranted a reply... I'm not entirely sure where to go from here, so I might start rambling. But no matter where I go from here, please don't reply with sympathetic messages. I don't need it. I don't deserve it. I will try not to go too far... -sigh- When I was younger, I never could quite understand what drove someone to want to take their own life. Maybe it was just my environment. Everyone was happy, everyone smiled, everyone seemed to go through life alright. The only time I heard about suicide was on the news or something big and mainstream. In 2012, my mother and my aunt got into extremely intense fights, and my mother would just submit to them. But she was always so angry, she always had to vent. She would always take it out on my family and ruin our days, then she'd be happy for the rest of the day while we all took in her energy. I am used to taking in energy, I do it all the time. I am the person who always lets people vent to them, but my mom never stopped to consider how I felt anymore. Around November or so, just near the holiday season, my mom finally stood up to my aunt on Thanksgiving when my aunt tried to force us to go to her house again on Christmas because "I cook better than you." and it got worse after that. Throughout the holiday season, we would try to do the joyous things a family does. But my mom would still read texts and listen to voicemails from my aunt, and then she'd flip out. December 15th my mom took us to the mall to go shopping for grab gifts for a family party, and my mom decided she needed to call my aunt. She distanced for a few minutes and came back with a really sad face, and it seemed off. When we got to the car, my mother went insane. We had to stop her from driving and put her in the passenger seat. She was scaring my dad, she was scaring my brothers, and I told her she needed to calm down. I then finally spoke out, "Don't take out your aggression on us. We are trying to have a good day and you keep bringing her back up!" My mom tried to grab me in the backseat but she couldn't reach me so instead she verbally assaulted me with everything she could. She called me worthless, a disappointment. She asked why I had to be such a terrible daughter and why I couldn't just stop talking back to her. It brought me to a point I can't explain well, I already have had depression problems in the past, but this wasn't that. It was a feeling that when I think of it scares me. I wanted to jump out of the moving car while we were on the highway. I am a person who is afraid of PAIN and I wanted to jump out then and there. I didn't want to hear her anymore, I'd rather just be gone. And in the end, when I sat there holding back tears, I looked in the front seat to see her with a big smile on her face. December 17th I decided to go out and get my mother a Christmas present with money I earned on my own. I wanted to get her something meaningful, something to make her happy. I found a place in town that makes custom sculptures, and I sculpture of an angel hugging a baby. It was a really meaningful gift in my head, I was saying indirectly how she was my guardian angel and how I was her baby. On December 20th I couldn't take it anymore and decided to give it to her early. I handed her the gift wrapped up in red and green paper. She had a smile on her face, and when she opened the box it quickly turned into a frown and she lifted up the angel, moved it to the couch, and dug through the box looking for something else. NOTHING WAS THERE. I KNEW nothing was there and she wanted more than a statue. She lifted up the angel and pointed at it saying, "This worthless clay statue is all you bothered to get me?" I don't want to explain the details of December 21st in fear that I will go too far, but my brother(the brother I constantly complain about...) found me and stopped me before I had a chance. He screamed at me in horror yelling, "You were gonna let her get to you! You were going to die because you couldn't do it... how do you think I would have felt Coll? How do you think we all would have felt if you went and did that!" She stopped. Everything stopped. Sometimes I wonder what I would have done if it didn't. I think it is scary how much of me was gone and how much I wanted to get out... I didn't want to talk to anyone because I felt no one wanted to listen... or if they did, they wouldn't know how to help. I knew my mom wasn't normally this kind of person and I didn't want anything to happen.... I guess now that I have gone off like I have, I should probably justify why I bothered to say all this. I now know that feeling that younger me used to wonder how people felt... and I sometimes get scared that I might stoop down to that again. Now I know this was probably not meant to be a "tell me your suicide stories" thread, but I went off anyway... And it reminds me that there are some people who are willing to listen... I am sorry to hear about your losses Hyuge (I know you didn't want this to be about that) and I hope the hardships end... If anyone else needs someone to talk to about things... I'll be here. I don't want people to feel the same way I did... it's scary.
Wednesday, October 23rd, 2013 | Day 32: 2/4 | Music | Location: Berlin, Germany | ooc:xWhen it wasn't in the dryer, Adam looked in the lost and found bucket. Fortunately, he found his hoodie in there, but upon searching the pockets, all that was in them was paper money. Aw man, no. Adam put the sweatshirt on and walked over to the woman at the counter in the room, clearly she was there as a worker in the laundry room and Adam gritted his teeth and asked sheepishly, "Um, excuse me. Can you help me?""Es tut uns leid, Sir, ich weiß nicht, Englisch." Adam stared at her for a moment with a face that clearly screamed "oh god no, why me" Calm down kiddo I've got you. Adam felt his head go numb and he lost control of it, "Es tut mir leid, ich habe angenommen du würdest es wissen. Hat jemand zufällig in einem schwarzen Ring drehen? Ich war unvorsichtig und ließ es in meinem Pulli. Wenn es hilft, sollte das Material aussehen Obsidian." The woman thought for a moment and pulled open a drawer and pulled out two rings, "Einer von diesen beiden?" Adam grinned and nodded, pointing to the one in her right hand, "Das ist die eine, tut mir so leid für Sie zu belästigen.""Das ist in Ordnung. Es passiert die ganze Zeit. Ich selbst habe viele Dinge hier verloren.""Danke vielmals!" Adam walked away and felt his head released. Now put that in your pants pocket. You are so damn lucky. Adam put it in his pants pocket and sighed deeply. Now go get breakfast or something...
Wednesday, October 23rd, 2013 | Day 32: 2/4 | Music | Location: Berlin, Germany | ooc:x "I don't know, but were you doing anything before you went to bed. Like did you go somewhere and take it off or something at any time?"xDid I leave it downstairs in the laundry room? DAMN IT.xAdam's eyes widened as he quickly left the hotel room and ran over to the elevator and held the button for the main floor. At the same time he held down the "close door" button until the elevator closed. He learned this trick from Noah a few months back and it made the elevator skip every paged floor until it got to the floor he held down. Technically, it was only supposed to be used for emergency services, but it never set off an alarm.xWhen he got to the main floor he quickly ran over to the laundry room and looked through the driers.xOh man OH man. I totally spaced.Why are you freaking out this bad over a sweatshirt, it isn't the end of the wo-The ring was in my hoodie pocket......You dumbass.
Wearing!: (x)(x) ---- Listening! (x): ---- Feeling!: Hmm!--- Just Saying: When class was over and done with, Reilly stayed for a while after to clean up all the paints and supplies left around. When she was done she left for her dorm, but before she did she stopped in the lounge because she got a notification on her phone that said something about a cancelled class and she wanted to see if it was her class. When she checked the list of cancelled classes, her only class for Thursday was on the list. She was a little disappointed, but then she got excited. She could work on her photography tomorrow which she hadn't done in a long time. When she got to her room, her roommate quickly spoke up, "Oh Reilly! Your class in cancelled tomorrow right?"Yeah, yours too?"Yup, but I need some help... the Riverton Art Gallery is taking my sculpture tomorrow and you are the only other person who I know who'd help me to get it there tomorrow."Sure but I want to work on photography tomorrow, so I can't stay around long after."That's fine. Thank you so much!" Reilly smiled and got herself ready for sleep, then climbed into bed and did just that.
Wednesday, October 23rd, 2013 | Day 32: 1/4 | Music | Location: Berlin, Germany | ooc:x Spoiler: & The Rest Adam was still covering his face and controlling his breathing to help the pain fade away. Then he felt a hand on his shoulder, and he looked up to see Semyaza looking him straight in the eyes.x"Wow, you got a good punch in there. Did you break your nose? Don't worry, since this is all in your mind you won't have to wake up with it.""But if it is a dream, why do I feel the pain?""Because you want to."xAdam looked at them confused as they pulled Adam up from the ground and then they walked a bit away from Adam and looked up towards the sky and made a small jump before then went back to the ground.x"What do you mean I want to feel pain?""You want to feel pain because you want to believe this is real.""Isn't it?"xSemyaza turned back to Adam with a grin and spoke, "Fantastic question, now what is the answer?"Adam bit the inside of his cheek and then flinched at the pain it brought. He watched as Semyaza jumped again and he walked towards them, "Why are you doing that?""Well it's the closest I can get to flying.""But... you're an angel... don't you have wings?"xSemyaza's eyes narrowed at him and they spoke with a powerful voice, "Do YOU have wings?""No.""Then no. I don't.""But..."xSemyaza brought the palm of their hand to their forehead and let out a quick breath of air, "Do you not understand that I am a Fallen angel?""But Harbonah and the others had wings.""Do Xathanael, Azazel, and the others have wings?""Not that I am aware of.""They shouldn't.""Why?"xSemyaza stepped closer to Adam and replied, "Although the dark angels could technically be considered fallen angels, they aren't the fallen angels I am. This group you are currently with are. We were placed in reincarnation cycles, meant to forget, meant to simply fade away and take our punishment. Some angels accept it easier, others not as much. But we gain human hosts and lose our wings. It hurts really... it hurts more than you could ever imagine... having that freedom taken away from you."xSemyaza turned quickly and pulled up the back of their shirt and on their bare back layed two long scars, from where Adam only could assume the wings once connected with them. Semyaza put the shirt back down and turned back towards Adam, "Sometimes I am lucky, and get a reincarnation that does something involving flight. The last one I was with... I didn't communicate with them. Their name was Paul Benson, and they were a long time member of the American Air Force. He died at the beautiful age of 85 as a proud World War II veteran, a retired Lieutenant General... He inspired his two children to also join the military, and was well respected. He was a great man."x"That- that's wonderful but why are you tellin-"x"That reminds me while we are on that theme...before that I was with Rebecca Garrison. Oh she was an interesting one. I communicated once or twice with her, but not to this degree... she died at 74 years old. I happened to have two Americans in a row. She was one of those strong Woman's Rights Activist. She assisted lead in a couple of protests... Oh she would have been so proud if she lived 10 years longer... she would have seen all of her plan work come togethe-"x"Why are you telling me this?!"xSemyaza blinked at him and spoke, "It is rude to interrupt.""Why are you telling me these things?""Well, you didn't notice the pattern with those two?""They were American?"xSemyaza's face looked pained at the words he spoke and they shook their head, "I can't take you seriously..."xAdam looked in shock at the reaction Semyaza gave and he thought about the stories again. He couldn't figure it out and he shook his head, "I don't mean to sound stupid, but I don't know how these two are connected.""They both had leadership qualities you seem to lack.""But I'm only eightee-"xSemyaza quickly lifted their hand and one of the clouds in the sky was pulled down and wrapped around Adam's mouth, "So help me, if you use that excuse one more time, I will cut out your tongue. I am not kidding you. Age has NO say in the matter. You had the leadership qualities at one point, till you rolled over like a dog."xSemyaza pushed him over so Adam was laying on his side and Semyaza spoke up, "10-year-old Adam Pike found out his mother was having another attack due to her unfortunate disease that had no cure. Adam knew she needed her medicine to stop with the attack, but they didn't have it. He wasn't home, he was out and about the town with his two younger cousins Oliver and Rachel Smith. The kids freaked out, not knowing what to do. Adam told them to calm down and that everything found be okay, he told Rachel to run ahead to the hospital not too far away and say that they needed help. Adam and Oliver carried the mother as far as they could. People passing by saw their determination and joined in to help when Adam called for them to. They asked what they could do and he'd say "help carry her" "can you run and grab water?" "can you run ahead and hit the crosswalk button?" Adam got his mother there, she survived, he never felt more proud of himself."xAdam stared at Semyaza who clapped their hands together and spoke, "A command that even a grown up would listen to. When you want to help someone you care about. You do it. Or at least, you did."xSemyaza leaned down and sat next to Adam, "So, kiddo. What are you gonna do now?"xAdam looked away from Semyaza and replied, "Nothing...""Nothing? I knocked you down.""It doesn't anger me as much as it makes me ashamed...""Why ashamed?""I used to be something completely different and look at me now...""You honestly weren't that much different. It is just the way you have reacted to this that disappoints me.""Well what way were you expecting a kid to react to the death and possession of everyone he knows and loves? God forbid I have a breakdown and an emotional change... you couldn't have expected me to take it well..."xSemyaza stared at him for a bit longer, them smiled before they stood up, "I like this place, such a beautiful landscape... can we make this our meeting place?""Huh?""So we don't have to keep changing it, lets make it so this is our meeting place. You like it, I like it, why change again?"xAdam looked around again as he sat up, he did find it beautiful in a different way, especially the sky. After a moment he finally replied, "Sure. Why not.""So what shall we call it?""Oh god, this isn't a pet or anything...""Name it or it isn't yours."xAdam crossed his arms and shook his head, "I can't think of anything that isn't basic or just a complete ripoff of something already existing.""Just name it... quick. The thing at the top of your mind right now is the name!""What? Why? No.. that wouldn't.""Out with it, what is on the top of your mind?""My mom...""Oh..."xAdam looked away from Semyaza and Semyaza bit their lip, "What was your mother's name?""I'm not naming it after my mother, if you name it after a girl it is usually after a lover.""Fantastic, who do you love the most?"xAdam looked back with a face of complete confusion.x"You have had a technical romantic relationship with at least 6 girls, even if any were just in your head, who did you feel most connected to?""...Bonnie.""Lovely... naming it after a dead angel...""We don't-""So this lovely place, that fills you with curiosity... although it is barren and lacking any form of fruit it still seems beautiful... could be ruthless even depending on the weather... that sounds about right...""Please don't tell me we-""So we shall meet up inside Harbonah.""The way you said that sounds so perverted.""We shall meet in this magical land of Harbonah.""Doesn't make it any-""We ASSEMBLE and CONVERSE with one another on the barren lands of the magical world of Harbonah.""You are having way to much fun with this..."xSemyaza turned towards Adam and grinned, "We could just call it Har.""I don't rea-""FANTASTIC."xSemyaza disappeared and reappeared again farther way than they were before, "What a beautiful place Har is! See you later kiddo!"xAdam watched as the angel disappeared again and Adam grabbed his face and closed his eyes. Adam woke up groggily and stared at the ceiling, trying to get himself to move. He wanted to fall back asleep, because he didn't feel like he had slept. He let out a yawn and stretched before he managed to get himself upright. He stared off for a minute or so before he noticed Brandon was up and moving and Adam let out half awake, "Mornin'." He stretched again before he fell backwards, and curled up in the blanket. He was cold. Really, really cold. Then he realized he wasn't wearing his sweatshirt and freaked out. He quickly got out of bed and looked around the room for it. tossing up the blanket, walking around frantically, looking under the bed, walking into the bathroom to check to see if he left it there. He looked in the closet. He became super paranoid, he had it last night because he washed it, but he couldn't lose that sweatshirt. He looked over at Brandon and spoke, "Do you see my hoodie around here?"
Wearing!: (x)(x) ---- Listening! (x): ---- Feeling!: Hmm!--- Just Saying: Reilly followed Aiden back to his table and looked at his artwork. She thought it was very well done. All of the details just made it that much more interesting that she could stare at it for quite a while just admiring the details. She smiled in approval. "I'm wondering if the castle looks... well, like a castle. Do you think there's too much detail? Or too little...? And I was thinking of maybe either coloring it in with colored pencil or maybe paint... What do you think?" Reilly looked at it a second longer and lifted up her hands. I think it is just the right amount of detail. And it certainly looks like a castle. She put her hand up to her chin and studied just a little longer before she continued to sign As for coloring, it depends on how you want the texture to look. If you want a smoother texture, use colored pencil, but if you want a rougher looking texture... Reilly looked around for a moment and held up a finger to say hold on a minute, then walked to the back of the room where all her supplies were. She brought back a blank piece of paper, 2 crayons, and a smaller watercolor pallet. She first outlined a quick shape of a wall, then she took the white crayon and roughly drew inside the outline with the side of the crayon. Then she took the watercolor pallet and dipped it in brown and completely covered where the white crayon was, and she showed it to Aiden. Crayons and watercolors mixed provide a nice rough texture. I usually use white, but... you can use the same color as the watercolor paint to add shadow to it.
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Wednesday, October 23rd, 2013 | Day 32: 1/4 | Music | Location: Berlin, Germany | ooc:xAdam had finally gotten himself to be able to walk with Semyaza. He wasn't entirely sure why it was so difficult in the first place but he was walking now. The two were really silent as they walked down the landscape, and it constantly made Adam feel awkward. They were both in the company of each other but no words were being exchanged. x "U-um, so what are we going to do?" "Thought you'd never ask!" x Semyaza snapped their fingers and Adam stopped moving. Semyaza looked around at their location and whispered to themself. x "This is a good enough spot..." "What the hell!" "So naturally, I still have many issues with you. I expect flaws, I can't expect perfection... but there are some things that are not going to work if we keep doing this." x Semyaza grabbed Adam's arm and turned it over and traced a line on it, the wound that was there was gone, but as soon as Semyaza traced their finger it appeared again bleeding. Adam gritted his teeth and flinched trying to pull his arm away but he couldn't. When Semyaza let go they snapped their fingers again. Adam felt his muscles able to move again, and he quickly rubbed his arm. After a moment he punched Semyaza in the face with his left hand. x Seconds later, Adam's eyes widened and he grabbed his nose,x"Ow OW. Shit that-" "I expected that reaction..." "Why did you reopen the wound on my arm?" "Why did you punch me in the face?" "Because you reopened my wound." x Semyaza kicked up dirt and released a small chuckle, x"It was a wound you inflicted." "That doesn't give you the right to!" "You are right. It doesn't. But sometimes, people unintentionally open up wounds. There are many ways to respond to it. You can either harm them back, but hurt yourself as you do so. Or, you can forgive them, and find new ways to patch up the wound so it never happens again."x They backed away from the boy and spoke,x "Those aren't the only two ways, they are just the most general. So how is your nose pretty boy?" x Adam gritted his teeth and ran at Semyaza, he punched them in the face again and felt his own shoot up in pain as a response. Either way, he kept on doing this, and Semyaza continued to stand there, unmoving as Adam kept punching them. x "You asshole, stop hurting me! I am getting tired of you cutting me open!" x At one point, Adam got Semyaza in the jaw, and Semyaza pushed Adam away and to the ground. Adam sat there holding his face in pain and Semyaza adjusted their jaw. x "Well, that one hurt." "You fucking..." "So how do you feel?" x Adam was still covering his face, he didn't want to say it, but he felt broken, he felt something rushing out of his nose and everything in his face hurt horrifically. x "I should probably have told you this before, but because I am part of you, hurting me only hurts you more. I am in pain right now because you punched me, but I can suffer it because I provoked you. Can you handle your own inflicted pain? Apparently not..."
Wednesday, October 23rd, 2013 | Day 32: 1/4 | Music | Location: Berlin, Germany | ooc:xAdam opened his eyes to see an unfamiliar world to him. He thought it was amazing, the look of this world. The landscape was completely flattened out, the ground was dirt covered. There were many odd rock formations both close by and within the distance. One behind him looked almost like a throne, and others looked like faces, or just unidentifiable shapes. There were a couple of dead trees and very little else. The sky was a completely different entity. The second he looked at the sky he was in so much awe he almost didn't want to look away from it. It was as though another world was layed out across the top of the sky, but the world in the sky was more familiar to him. It looked like earth, but not like the satellite pictures. It had more detail, as though he was looking from a plane, but it didn't take up the entire sky. There were parts to the sky that were a gorgeous shade of blue, like a nice summer day when families like to stay outside. Clouds patched around, covering up the world above and the blue sky. "Wow, you look so amazed, You could be the poster child for amazement." Adam quickly turned at the voice to see Semyaza sitting on the rock formation that looked like a throne. It was the first time he could ever get a good look at them. Other than the looks that made him constantly ask their gender, their clothes were what he'd expect a man to wear. A white shirt with a blazer and long grey pants. There were tears on the white shirt however, that made it look like they were in a tough fight. "What place is this?""I have no idea.""How could you not have any idea?" Semyaza sighed, kicking their legs up and leaned their elbow on one of the "armrests". "I don't create the places we arrive at, I modify them. In the end, this is your mind. Not mine.""This place is beyond my imagination.""You'd be surprised what your mind can do. And I don't just mean your mind, anyone's mind. Dreams and nightmares, after all, are created in your head. Have you ever had a nightmare that scared the living daylights out of you? That was you all along, your mind finds ways to scare you." Adam looked around again quickly before he stopped himself and looked at Semyaza. "So why am I here today?""Ah yes, that's right. Hold on just a moment." Semyaza quickly disappeared from the throne and Adam looked around for them, he felt someone tap his shoulder and he looked in that direction. No one was there. "Last time, we worked on your faith in yourself... this time... we need to reach somewhere different..." Semyaza appeared in front of Adam, but it wasn't like they just popped up, they flickered a little before they were in front of him. "Let us make use of this lovely little world... lets walk." Semyaza started walking although Adam didn't move, he just watched them walk away. After a moment Semyaza stopped and sighed. "Did I stutter kiddo?""No.""So are we walking or do you have something else in mind?" Adam stared for a long moment before he felt himself pulled forward and allowed it to. When he was next to Semyaza the angel continued on walking, turning their head towards Adam. When Adam didn't move again the sigh came again. "So is walking a concept you do not understand..?"
Wearing!: (x)(x) ---- Listening! (x): ---- Feeling!: AH!--- Just Saying: It wasn't long before she realized she got herself a helper. She looked up from her cleaning to see it was Aiden and she smiled, quickly signing a thank you. She was swirling the paper towels around on the table, and when they were all used up, she went and got new ones. As soon as she was about to clean it up a hand blocked her from doing to. She looked up and watched as the boy signed to her. "This would be a really cool piece to paint. Paint and water mixed together on different surfaces... Or like, motor oil and water. I always thought it looked cool. Mom would get mad at me for staring at the road too long if we needed to get somewhere." Reilly nodded at this, she was impressed that he knew sign language though. She didn't realize any of the kids did and it actually made her smile. Then she continued cleaning up before she noticed him sign again, but she also heard his voice too. "Um, Reilly, I need some feedback on a drawing I'm working on... I need a critical eye. Can you take a look at it after we get this cleaned up?" Reilly nodded and signed back Absolutely! I'd love to. But you don't need to sign to me though. I can hear you, and I like hearing your voice. She was glad that he understood sign though, it made it so much easier for her to communicate rather than pull out Mr. Talky, which she hated because words would get so ruined when she used it. It was why she liked the app. People added words to it constantly so even slang terms could be spoken properly. When they were all done with the cleanup, she turned towards Aiden and spoke. Okay now that that's taken care of, can I see that artwork?~
Tuesday, October 22nd, 2013 | Day 31: 4/4 | Music | Location: Berlin, Germany | ooc:xHe wasn't quite sure if everything simmered down, but once Hana said they were heading off to find a hotel, Semyaza let him gain control again.xWhen they got to the hotel Adam was much more amazed with it than he should have been. Others seemed to just collapse right away, all too familiar with the scene. Adam wasn't, and while others passed out immediately, Adam was having a decently good time.xHe went and took a bath, then put on his clothes, but not his sweatshirt. He looked at it, stained with blood on the arm, and let out a sigh. He then found out there were washers and driers available downstairs in one of the rooms. He didn't have euros, because he was British, but the conversion process he had at one of the counters was not as difficult as he expected, and then he went back upstairs to the room.xHe wasn't going to be that jerk who ordered room service or something so late at night, and since they probably wanted out of that hotel as soon as they could in the morning, he didn't want to cause hell. So he got himself a cup of water and sat up on the bed. He turned on the television, but muted it. Then he realized at that moment he was in Germany. He set it to English Subtitles and then watched it for a little while.xHe then turned it off and collapsed back onto the bed, and fell asleep.
Wearing!: (x)(x) ---- Listening! (x): ---- Feeling!: A tad bored--- Just Saying: someone asked me what this is, it's just my ooc! Reilly had walked around and asked if any of the kids needed help, but all had replied the same way. They either looked at her and said "no thanks" or they looked at her with no idea what she was saying. Reilly was a tad upset by how she couldn't get her phone text-to-audio application working, or else it would be seriously helpful. At this point she felt like she was just being another body in the room. In the back of the room she pulled out her entire pallet of watercolors and decided she would start painting the classroom, with every person in the room with it. She hoped to learn a little about each of them so she could make add that personality to it. She started off with a rather rough sketch of what she wanted. In the end, her sketch never mattered, it was the paint that she believed brought it to life. She decided to start painting the color of the classroom first, and smiled away to herself as she mixed shades of gray watercolor together. She knew the walls were white, but she wanted to add depth and shadow to the room, and she knew grays worked best. When she was most of the way done, she accidentally spilled her cup of water that allowed for her to use the paints, and she quickly grabbed her work and jumped back. She quickly ran over to one of the drying racks, and then went over to the sinks and pulled out more paper towels than she actually needed, then ran back to the table and quickly started to dry it off. Her actions were over exaggerated and the look of distress on her face could be seen as humorous.
Tuesday, October 22nd, 2013 | Day 31: 4/4 | Music | Location: Berlin, Germany | ooc:x Adam finished off with his little breather and walked back over towards the group in just enough time to hear Henrik's response to Samuel. Adam looked over at his watch and then back at the two, and he wanted to respond again. This man just didn't seem to be getting it, was there something that they said that was flying over their heads? Adam opened his mouth to speak.xDon't throw gasoline on a campfire...xAdam felt his body go light and he let in a gasp of air and the familiar feeling of Semyaza completely taking him over rose again, this time like the first time he felt his eyes glowing again.x"I think it would be best if we all calmed down. It is getting late, we need to find somewhere to stay and not continue this fight." Adam turned towards Henrik and spoke, "Although I do not agree with you, I understand in the end it is your decision and you do what you feel you should do. You have your heart set on it, and I'd follow my heart too."xAdam rubbed his arm again where his wound was and spoke, "So, we should all grow up a little bit, myself included, and at least find a place to stay like Brandon suggested. Then concern ourselves with Henrik's wife at another time. It could be as soon as we find a hotel. It could be tomorrow. It could be a week from now. Either way, we all are looking rather ridiculous aren't we?"xWell, thank you for not making me look like an idiot...I'll deal with you and your lack of emotional control later.
Tuesday, October 22nd, 2013 | Day 31: 3/4 | Music | Location: Berlin, Germany | ooc:xAdam listened to Henrik respond, and kept shaking his head as he went through it. He chuckled to himself amused by his words, but not necessarily in the good way.x Adam spit and held more pressure to his arm as he spoke, "No need to be so selfish. There's more to fight for than just yourself." It was clearly a mock, he was repeating words Henrik had said previously. He didn't care whether or not it provoked him, he just found his sentence to be hypocritical.xHe finally turned and walked away from Henrik speaking in a disinterested tone, "Fine. Goodbye. Nice to have known you for that short amount of time." xAdam finally jammed his hands back into his pockets and turned to the group shouting, "And I was the one being ridiculed for being selfish." He then turned away and walked a little to sit on a nearby bench on his own. He rolled up his sleeve again to look at his self inflicted wound and he put his hand up to it.xHere.xAdam felt his hand release that heavy mist again, it wasn't something obvious that anyone could have seen. Unless you were looking at him and noticed the puff of air that looked like a cloud, it would have been something no one would have noticed.xAdam felt his arm feel numb afterwards.xI don't need you to make yourself bleed. If that is your response to the truth, I am terrified of you.
Tuesday, October 22nd, 2013 | Day 31: 3/4 | Music | Location: Berlin, Germany | ooc:xAdam listened to Hana respond to, Henrik, which he finally found out his name. He wasn't really searching for names, he was just waiting for them to be brought up in conversation.xHana had turned her head towards another one of the people in the group and asked, ❝ You have transportation arranged, correct? ❞xWell that was wonderful, at least they all had resources. Then suddenly Brandon spoke out, "So are we just going to chill at a hotel for the night or are we finding our next fallen angel person?" x Adam just stared at Brandon after that. x He just said that so casually, just chillin at a hotel Oh calm yourself down, maybe you do need to spend a night at a hotel. Or go to a spa, or something. You are still such a busy kid, a busy busy busy kid. Are you in a rush? If you are here expecting to be able to get Xathanael to trust you in less than a few days, you are expecting way too much. I just want to get this over with... Is it ever truly over with, do you really think finding out about Leviathan's location is going to be the end of it? I've got news for you kiddo... it isn't. Can it kill you to have a little fun though? These people aren't having fun it seems. It's because they need to be serious, after all. This isn't your side correct? In the end, all of them are going to die because of the path they have chosen. Isn't that what you said, Adam? x Adam realized he was still staring at Brandon after all of that and looked away from him. Hopefully, Adam looked like he had just completely zoned out. x I did say that, yes. But you aren't on their side, so have some fun! Live and learn. That is the best way. The best way to learn is through experience rather than being locked up in a house. I only stuck with it because it was what you wanted. You wanted to leave? Of course I wanted to leave, not because of Harbonah or anything, but because you weren't learning anything. Keep casual with your useless activities, become a bore. In fact, I miss the old you. Where is the old you? The old me? Mister Party, the one who went out and got himself drunk as he hung out with his friends because he wanted to have a good time. Mister Leader, the one who everyone listened to, respected, the one who led a strike at his old job because they dared to drop your pay. Mister Hopeless Romantic, always chasing after some girl... oh wait, never mind. You still have that trait... no wait. You don't! HA. All the girls you felt a close bond to are dead! Shut it. Six feet underground and cut off from the heartbeat. I said shut it. Poor lover boy's got no love to obsess over. No friends to drink with. No position to rebel against authority. All of that was sucked away when a pretty white haired, blue eyed girl, popped in to seduce a boy in greenhouse. x Adam started digging his nail into his forearm completely zoning out everything as they dug deeper. x Would you mind running a couple streets away from the schooool? NOT AS LONG AS IIIII'M WITH YOU~ Stop And then the girl and the boy ran off down the street in the rain, laughing, and once they got to a warehouse, and the boy say DYING for a kiss, hoping to get lucky. Praaaaying he'd get lucky. And then the shadows took away the once free soul of a boy that caught me curious. I can still see the strings. x Adam felt blood rush down his arm and stopped himself, he hadn't done too much damage but he wasn't even aware he just harmed himself until that moment. x So Marionette, I wanna play with you a little bit. Have my fun with you. You already are.
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-collapses- FORGIVE ME MATES, I DID NOT SEE THE OTHER THREAD FOR THIS FINE DAY.
