Human, not human (actual rp)

[Ixidor92]

"Well, why don't we check out the track club then? If I recall, it's not that far from here."


Sanz decided that he would have a better chance to talk to Samuel away from the majority of the crowd. It could also be possible that they'd run into Isolde on the way there, and that could help as well.


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Ray gave a small smile.


"Right, I understand."


They had arrived at the computer club, which had around 9 or so people. Seven of them were on computers, showing activities to prospective members, while the other talked and handed out flyers. Raziel stopped for a moment before entering, hearing a soft voice come over the treetops. That wasn't the choir club . . .


"Aamor?"


He shook his head. There was no way


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"Hah!"


Armin leapt out the window of his dorm, gently gliding down to the ground on his wings of flame before he let them wink out of existence. He wondered where exactly Sanz had gone off to, but he wasn't worried. It was likely they would run into each other amongst the clubs

 

[Twizinator]

Samuel shrugged again. "Why not? If there was one thing I could do in London, it was run. And jump. Nobody could catch me, not even those hoodlums who tried to brain me with a cricket bat. The look on their faces when I leapt across those buildings..." he trailed off with a laugh before turning to Habibah. "What about the friends of yours you mentioned? Besides the Journalism Club, are there any others they suggested?"


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Adrian finally released Anya, backing up just a little so he could look her in the eye. "Well..." he hesistated, rubbing the back of his neck absentmindedly, "...Some would say...you..." He sighed. "Euphoria is not incorrect, but some would describe it as being in love," he said with a shrug.

 

[Cyrionessa]

"Eh, not really." Habibah shrugged. "I wanted an athletic club but the one that Reginald suggested was the swim team." Habibah's ears flattened against her head. "I HATE water. So that was out."


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Isolde looked for a few moments, talking with a few of the others hesitantly. Luckily, she spotted Cassius at one of the computers and her eyes brightened. Here was someone that she knew and he played League too!


"Raziel, I'm probably going to stay in here for a while. You don't need to wait up on me." Isolde was excited now. Cassius heard the succubus' voice and instantly got up in order to walk over to her.


"Yeah, Raziel, I'll take her off of your hands for now." Cassius adjusted his tinted glasses. He motioned for her to come join him at the computer and she began to follow, pausing for one moment.


"What's that sound?" Isolde raised an eyebrow. "Who's singing?" She shrugged absentmindedly before returning to Cassius.


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"....love....?" Anya's eyes were the size of dinner plates. "....love....? I.....love....." The weight of this sudden knowledge made her sit back down on the rock. Her words were almost to herself now. "....love....Adrian....?" It was like a light bulb turned on above her head as she turned to him, eyes shining. They then clouded slightly as another realization hit her. "....I...love....Adrian.....but....." The dryad looked away quickly, staring down into the falls crashing down the rocks. "Does Adrian....love Anya....?"

 

[Ixidor92]

Sanz lead the group through the grounds, coming to the track circle after a few minutes. When he arrived at the booth, he was greeted by a very tall, dark-skinned young woman.


"Um, excuse me, this is the track club isn't it?"


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"Cassius, glad to see you're doing well."


He looked between the two for a moment


"You two are acquainted?"


Cassius was not really the outgoing type, at least as far as Raziel had seen. Neither was Isolde. Then again, maybe that would be why they had formed a bond so quickly.

 

[Twizinator]

The Russian opened his mouth to speak but stopped as he heard a haunting melody. "What is...do you hear singing? Or am I going senile extremely early?" he asked.

 

[Cyrionessa]

"Habibah introduced me to him." Isolde's eyes sparkled. "He plays League of Legends too!"


"Little Miss Isolde will make a fine member of the Computer Club. We can teach her all about the inner-workings of her computer so that she can fix her own computer, even build her own computer." Cassius flourished dramatically into a bow, gesturing for her to take a seat. "I may even show her the Drama Club. Ah, Raziel, do you know if Aamor will be joining us again for the plays and musicals? I daresay that we wouldn't have made it through without her last year and I'd love to have her back." Cassius paused for a moment. "....actually, the better question is if you have seen her at all today. I looked for her for an hour and I can't find her."


Once again, the singing slipped through the window. This time, it was Defying Gravity from Wicked. "....that sounds like our little song bird." Cassius looked like he was about to head off and find her but he changed his mind. "I'm in here for another hour before I move to the Drama Club. Perhaps you could find her and tell her that we sorely miss her?"


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There was no answer as Anya quickly took off back into the forest. Her feet pounded against the forest floor as she ran. What had she expected? Who could...."love"....a creature whose body was green, covered with plants, and freakishly greenish? Or someone who was anchored to this forest as its protector for the rest of her life? She just kept running like she would never stop because honestly right now she didn't plan to stop.

 

[Twizinator]

"Dammit, Adrian! Would it kill you to be serious just this once?" The man scolded himself as he charged through the forest after her. He'd always kept a smile on his face and an upbeat mentality through his entire life. He did this for the sake of his comrades, both for morale...and because when he got serious he could not hold back at all. Unfortunately this meant that he was slow to give some things the proper seriousness they definitely deserved, and that was biting him in the ass right now. That mysterious singing could wait.


"Anya!" he shouted as he followed her trail. "Damn, she's faster than I remember..." he muttered to himself. "Anya, I apologize for that, come back!"

 

[Ixidor92]

"Well I'm glad you found a friend at least."


Raziel pondered for a minute, thinking back on the last couple of years


"Aamor was in the drama club the last couple of years wasn't she?"


Ray had only attended one of the plays. And that one had been because he had been half-dragged there by Gabriel to do so


"I haven't seen her today, I'll make sure to let her know."


Though . . . if her change in mood was anything to go by, Aamor didn't look like she was going to be acting anytime soon.

 

[Cyrionessa]

Isolde smiled and Cassius nodded pleasantly. "Good. Thank you very, very much, Ray." Cassius turned to the computer screen and in hushed tones with a wink he started to speaking to Isolde. "This is my computer that I've claimed as my own. Now, I have the League of Legends folder hidden inside of...."


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Anya ran towards a giant tree that towered above all the others in the forest. It was extremely old and the branches themselves seemed to shift to help her climb up into the upper reaches of the tree. A platform area beneath a canopy of leaves was at the very top and Anya sat down in the very center of the platform, staring down at her hands sadly.

 

[Ixidor92]

Ray smiled and waved a hand as he left.


"Glad to see you've found a place--"


"RAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!"


Raziel froze as he stepped out the door, taking one look to the left before dashing the other way. To no one's surprise, Yagr was charging down the hallway mere seconds after him

 

[Twizinator]

Adrian arrived at the gigantic tree shortly. "Anya? I know you're up there!" he shouted. "Come down, please!"


No answer. Not big surprise.


He placed a hand against the bark, sizing it up as he shouted, "Don't make me come up there!" He then realized that there was no way he could climb up it's massive trunk...at least, not with human means. "Forgive me for this, old one," he muttered to the tree. In seconds his right arm bulked up in muscle, coarse brown fur grew, and his hand was augmented with massive claws. Adrian was always proud of his ability to do partial transformations. A bear arm was his favorite. "Here we go..." he muttered as he jumped up and dug his claws into the bark. He half-smiled as he realized that the bark was so thick that even with his claws he wasn't about to really damage this tree, something Anya would be glad about. "Hup!" he grunted as he threw himself upwards, dug his claws in, set his feet, and repeated the action over and over...


Finally, his furry and clawed arm went over the edge of the platform, and he hoisted himself up. "Whew! Made it," he muttered, satisfied, and let his arm slowly regress back to its normal human state. "Anya?" he began calmly, slowly approaching the seated Dryad.

 

[Cyrionessa]

Aamor from a distance heard a yell that oddly sounded like Raziel. Wait, Raziel didn't actually yell did he? That was absurd! He was always so reserved and quiet and just....well....Raziel. That could not have been Raziel screeching like a banshee. Aamor returned to her singing without another thought.


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"....what?" The dryad's voice was muffled by her hands which were over her face. She was very purposefully keeping her hands over her face right now because he had just caught her in the middle of the first tears she had ever shed in her entire existence. Anya did not understand why this wet stuff was coming out of her eyes but she didn't like it. "...what do you want?"

 

[Twizinator]

Adrian walked over and knelt down in front of her. "Well...for one, I want you to stop crying. It pains me to see you do that." He cleared his throat before continuing. "I wish apologize for earlier, Anya. I acted inconsiderately and foolishly. I hope that you can forgive me, and that you will do me the favor of allowing me to answer your question."


He reached out his hand and gently pushed her hands away from her face. "Look at me, Anya," he requested gently as he wiped the streaks of tears off of her cheeks with his thumb. He waited for her to comply before speaking again. "When I was in KGB, I lost my left arm and was made a werebear at the same time. I had many comrades before then, but afterwards, none would look me in the eye, speak to me, even acknowledge my existence. I left with only remaining friend, Vojta, who happened to be of a vampiric bloodline, and joined organization that protected people from creatures like myself, among other things. There were normal humans there, and even they dared not get close to me. After some time with them, I learn of job here, it sounded like nice place. I apply, get accepted, and wonder if anyone will see me for Adrian and not for bear-man monster."


Adrian smiled. "Nine years ago I took my first steps in Black Forest, and met someone who has treated me with more kindness than I have ever known. She quickly became my friend, and we grew ever closer as time passed. She cared not that I was one-armed bear man. When she looked at me she did not see a monster. She saw Adrian Borskov, and I can never thank her enough for how wonderful she has been to me."


He paused, using his hand to push some of Anya's stray hairs out of her face and over her ear. "Now, after all this time, it appears that she has come to develop a very deep attachment to me. She says she loves me. She also asks if I feel the same towards her. Now, I have to wonder: after everything that we've been through, and especially after that night..." his smile widened and he chuckled softly. "Does she even have to ask?"

 

[Cyrionessa]

"But I am so...." Anya looked down at her body, covered currently in woven pine needles. "....ugly. People always say that I am beautiful when I look like this...." Her form immediately shifted to her human form. "When I am like this, they treat me as one of them. But when I am like this...." Once again, she transformed back into her dryad body. "No one says it. I am no more than a green freak who has pine needles sticking out everywhere right now. And I'll always be stuck here, taking care of my forest. And one day...." She ran a hand lovingly along the wood of the tree. "I will be like this; this tree is what remains of my grandmother. Or, one day, I will die when my forest dies, like my mother did...." Anya crossed her arms and looked down again. "I am no more than a talking plant. And my life will always be here; I can never leave. How can anyone willingly tie themselves to this place for the rest of their lives just to be with someone, much less an ugly creature like me...."

 

[Twizinator]

"Enough," Adrian said. He dove his hand in and took her chin in his hand, gently but firmly forcing her head up to look him in the eyes. It was likely a bit startling for Anya, as Adrian's slightly furrowed brow and thin line of a mouth showed that he was actually a bit angry by what she'd said. "Stop saying that. I said before not to call yourself a freak. I also do not want you to call yourself ugly ever again." His features relaxed, showing concern behind the displeasure of her words. "Anya, why do you think so poorly of yourself? Do you really think yourself so...undesirable? Come now. Look at me! I turn into big, scary, mangy bear-man, yet who was it that stayed by my side the night of the full moon, when the transformation ended and I was left drained and vulnerable? It was you, of course. You saw past physical form, yes?" He cracked a grin, an expression much more familiar on the Russian's face. "I did not fall in love with female human form. I did not fall in love with female Dryad form. I fell in love with Anya. How you look is not the issue." His smile widened, a little teasingly. "But if it makes you feel better - and also, for the record - I think you look beautiful regardless."

 

[Cyrionessa]

A bit of red colored Anya's green cheeks. "...you really...think so...?" A massive grin came over her face as she tackle hugged him onto his back. "And you are not a scary, mangy bear-man! You are handsome, strong, sweet, caring Adrian!" As if lecturing him, she drew back just enough to shake a finger at him. "Don't you ever call yourself that again! You are my werebear and there's nothing bad about you!"

 

[Twizinator]

Adrian laughed at the sudden and dramatic change in tone. "What, do you intend to stop me?" he taunted. He didn't seem to acknowledge that he was at a disadvantage in his position, but maybe he just didn't care. "Scary mangy bear man, scary mangy bear man..." he repeated just to mess with her.

 

[Cyrionessa]

"I...I...I...!" Anya's mind tried to think back to the human movies she had seen occasionally. What did one do in this sort of situation? Sometimes the girl would slap the guy. That seemed like a bit much. Sometimes she'd go on a tirade and yell at him. Still seemed like a bit much. Sometimes she'd....what did they call it? When two people's lips met and they got really close? This seemed like the less severe of the three options so that's what she chose. She stopped his words with her own lips.

 

[Twizinator]

Adrian could honestly say he hadn't seen this coming. He'd expected her to put her hands over his mouth or something like that. This kiss came out of left field. Not that she needed to know that.


He broke their contact and winked at her. "Hehe. Took you long enough," he teased. "Still, I think I can do better than that." He sat up and put his hand to her face, and kissed her much more deeply than she'd done to him a moment ago. He spared a moment to realize that she tasted faintly of mint right now.

 

[Cyrionessa]

Anya was honestly confused because this seemed like more than what she had been able to see in those movies. Then again, you could only see what was happening from a third person perspective. So, she tried to mirror his movements and add in what she had seen in those movies. Put her arms around his neck, run her fingers through his hair. It was a good thing that she was a quick learner!

 

[Twizinator]

Adrian responded in kind by running his hand along the pine needles that covered her body. It was a very unique sensation that he could honestly say he'd never felt before. He could feel her hands behind his head, her fingers tangling and twirling with his hair. For the moment, he felt as if there was no world beyond the two of them. He broke off of her lips and started planting light kisses down her neck and across her collar bone. In the back of his mind he realized he should probably be getting back to the club fair...nah, Brandi and Thomas are responsible kids. He's earned some time off.

 

[Cyrionessa]

Anya gasped at these new sensations and responded how she had always seen the leading ladies do it in the movies. Her long, willowy legs wrapped around the waist of the werebear. She kissed the top of his head when his lips hit her collar bone.


"....Adrian....?" She whispered. "....I don't really know what I'm doing here....."

 

[Twizinator]

Adrian chuckled at that. "I'm more or less winging it," he replied. "Not much experience here either." He rested his forehead against hers, his arm around her waist and holding her close. "But why rush into things, right? We have plenty of time. Today is still young, and tomorrow is Sunday, and it will definitely be quieter than it is today. We can take things slow, we can learn together. I have no more plans of leaving this place, of leaving you. Just...do what comes naturally to you," he assured her, "don't worry about anything. I can handle anything you throw at me."

 

[MControl]

Walking around campus, he didn't see a need to try and distance himself from crowds. The larger crowds had dispersed, and the few remaining were focused tightly around a club. He had tried, he really did, to find a club, find someone to start a conversation with even. Unfortunately, the chess club was too boring and dry, he garnered no enjoyment out of the swordplay club, and the 'arcane studies' club was a joke. Apparently, there was a sitting in corners club, and on a whim, he tried to join it, just to say he was in club. He was then informed by the club president that the club presumed a square whose corners the members sat in. He wasn't trying to recruit anyone, he was just sitting in his own corner. Watching his, he hesitated calling them peers, fellow students, laughing, joking with one another, he tried to remain positive, thinking, 'At least im not stranded in the middle of a desert. Naked... Again'

 

[Cyrionessa]

Anya stayed silent for a moment. "....just....hold me...." Her mind was still whirling with everything that had just happened and she felt a little dizzy from all of these new emotions that had a name. "I just want you to hold me for a while while I convince my mind that this is real and this is happening."


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Aamor's iPod took a random turn towards the musical Wicked and she moved over to turn off the shuffle mode. Now, she could just play each song in order, experiencing the full musical. Aamor decided that no one was close enough to feel, see, or hear what she was doing, so she opened up her mind abilities quite a bit. The inner surroundings of the rocks suddenly became filled with illusions of props and people. Now she could interact with things while the music played and also do the scenes in between songs. The intro was relatively easy, since she was more a fan of playing Elphaba, the Wicked Witch of the West. Then she reached the song that she had often sung while wishing for someone to notice her.


"Hands touch, eyes meet


Sudden silence, sudden heat


Hearts leap in a giddy whirl


He could be that boy


But I'm not that girl


Don't dream too far


Don't lose sight of who you are


Don't remember that rush of joy


He could be that boy


I'm not that girl...."