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Post by Daxior on May 20, 2015 7:32:48 GMT
Mmm... Food... Needed food... Man he was losing so much energy from that dumb magic spell he has in the works for his friend, aylxx. Here he was sneaking out late at night to rob the fridge of food. Just for the kicks of it he had taken his more female form, a basic long hair blonde, wearing nothing but a light nightgown. He wasn't too worry about appearances to others, as he didn't quite piece together the differences between genders since he lost his memories.
The night-gown itself was actually rather thin showing most of what was underneath, and was quite joyful to dance in, why the thing was so airy it felt bit fun. Like a cute little dress, too bad he didn't feel really strong emotions toward the enjoyment of the nightgown, just a small tidbit.
Once reaching the Organization's kitchen he bent over going through the fridge. Once rummaging through everything deciding to just make a sandwich, he grabbed all the required ingredients from the fridge. From there he grabbed a large butcher knife, beginning to slice the overly large ham, wonder whose that was, oh well. Deciding to make a game out of it, he began slicing everything dramatically like a killer chopping limbs off a person, even began laughing madly.
The sandwich after several minutes of his pretend madness was made, from there he began putting away everything the nightgown slinging around showing everything he had feminine going on. He closed the door, then realized someone was near the entrance of the kitchen, he dramatically took a bite out of the sandwich before facing the person. Mustard and ketchup covering most of the corners of his mouth.
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Post by Deleted on May 21, 2015 2:34:13 GMT
|  | how cold have i become? It burns for a moment but then it numbs you,
takes you and leaves you just caught in the gray. | |
Ellexa hadn’t grown accustomed to her new home in the Castle That Never Was. There was just something about how vacant the hallways and corridors were that didn’t settle right with her. She couldn’t help but feel that there was something missing from her strange new life; though she couldn’t quite figure out what that was. The void in where her heart tugged at her. She yearned to understand and fill what she had lost, but first she needed to know what she had become.
Like a child, Ellexa would often wander about throughout the vast castle. There was so much for her to explore and for some reason, she felt a great sense of freedom in doing so.
Her small adventure led her towards the castle kitchen. There was a clinking noise coming from behind the doors, then laughter. The atmosphere became eerie, but Ellexa didn't know the meaning of fear - at least she didn't remember what it felt like. Her curiosity overtook her as she became interested by the stranger lurked behind the kitchen doors.
She waited for the laughter to die down before she would opt to enter. Her slender hand reached out and pushed open the door to see a young girl dressed in a sultry nightgown tearing away at what looked to be a sandwich. She looked at the girl with an unamused stare. Like a statue, Ellexa stood there at the door, motionless and with an empty expression.
 | i'm sorry she's not saying anything. it's just how she is qq. |
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Post by Daxior on May 22, 2015 18:46:00 GMT
The girl that walked in was the redhead, Ellexa, seemed as much in a daze as ever. She seemed to be wearing nothing that stand too outtish, what did she do in her free time? The more he looked up at her the more he realized, he actually knew a little bit at her. The only things that really stood out was that she completed missions with quick succession, and never really fell for his little pranks. Actually he wondered if she was somehow immune to humor, maybe he should make it into a little friendly competition to cheer her up?
Though, if he thought about all past attempts it hardly made her budge. She maybe just didn't find him funny, then how can Nobodies feel? Why they always faked feelings to make it "seem" like they were normal, probably some side effect of once upon a time being a somebody. Is this also flaw design why some of them take the time to seek on rebuilding their hearts?
He finished chewing the bite he took, wiped away the mustard and ketchup before starting a conversation. "Want one?" He asked casually showing her the sandwich. Maybe she liked midnight snacks too? He could make just about any sandwich she wanted with the food they had, why with his new job he better improve his expertise on sandwich building speed. "I can make one better than this sloppy mess, swear"
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