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A "man" of letters (OTA)

Mar 03, 2014 19:50

That he now had bookshelves and a chair that sat next to a fireplace in which to read was a marvel. At first, the creature had crouched in his room long after the workmen had left, not daring to touch. It was only late that night when he'd lit the fire, sat in the chair, moving it to place it just right. He hadn't slept; it felt too decadent, too ( Read more... )

streets, catherine chandler, bookstore, frankenstein's creature, glaurnaneth, lana lang, music store

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glaurnaneth March 4 2014, 02:59:29 UTC

The Dragon walks out amongst the village streets, dressed casually in her jeans and thin white tee. The horns that form her 'high heels' click on the cobblestones as she walks, and her tail slinks along behind her in the air.

She pauses as she spies The Creature, her face blank and calm. Her tail comes around as if to touch him (but it stops short) and she says, as one might remark upon the weather, "You must be a fearsome warrior."

iamhumanity March 4 2014, 12:54:12 UTC

The creature's eyes blinked owlishly as he took her in. "I-I am n-not," he answered. He fought only when needed. Or filled with rage.

glaurnaneth March 4 2014, 13:03:15 UTC

"How came you by such scars then?" Her tail slides over the air to indicate one of his visible stitch lines, drawing almost to the skin.

Personal space? Define it, for dragons have no such concept.

iamhumanity March 4 2014, 13:14:20 UTC

Flinching back from the appendage, the creature was wary, more than he had been since being in the village. "I w-was c-created," he replied. "M-made. From the c-corpses of others."

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cantoutstubborn March 4 2014, 11:24:22 UTC

With the sound of the door opening, Cat looked up and smiled at who her new customer was. "Hi."

iamhumanity March 4 2014, 12:55:32 UTC

Her beauty caught the creature off-guard as it always did. "H-hello," he said, taking a few more steps forward. It would be untrue if he said he wasn't hoping to see her. "I-I w-would l-like to p-play music. I-in my r-r-room."

cantoutstubborn March 5 2014, 02:13:26 UTC

"Of course." Catherine said as she moved to greet him. "What type of player do you have in your room? Or did you mean an instrument to play?" She had both.

iamhumanity March 5 2014, 02:17:23 UTC

They hadn't started their lessons together yet; the creature wasn't ready for that.

"I w-would l-like to pl-play the mu-music you play-yed for me," he said, fingers twitching at his sides as he remembered, feeling so bare, so raw with her.

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nomoreinnocence March 5 2014, 01:03:09 UTC

When he walked into the bookstore he might wonder if he'd somehow ended up back in the music store.

"Hi," Lana said cheerfully. "Welcome. Let me know if there's anything I can help you with."

iamhumanity March 5 2014, 01:04:23 UTC

Turning his head to speak, the creature stopped short. "C-Catherine."

(ooc: hee!)

nomoreinnocence March 5 2014, 01:18:10 UTC

Lana looked confused for a moment. "No... I'm Lana Lang..."

And then she realized what must have happened.

"Oh! You must have met Catherine Chandler. We... we look pretty identical."

[ooc: I couldn't resist!]

iamhumanity March 5 2014, 01:23:20 UTC

They did. So much so that the creature forgot himself, moving closer in a strangely graceful way to peer at her.

This wasn't Catherine lying to him, was it? How cruel that would be.

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