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Post by felix joshua o'callaghan on Apr 12, 2013 20:49:11 GMT
 Felix really hated the way he felt about the outdoors sometimes. It felt unnatural, occasionally. Were you supposed to love something you hated so much at the same time? Felix hated getting dirty, wet or anything like that. And that was all Earth-related. See, this was a sign! He was supposed to be human, like he'd always thought he was. He wasn't supposed to be whatever the hell he was now. Because, well, he wasn't even sure what he was. Apparently some kind of 'faerie', but their entire existence was a myth.
Like everything in this wretched place, really. He couldn't deny that this school wasn't absolutely stunning, or well equipped, or anything like that. Because it was. But he hated it because it wasn't normal. He wanted to be normal, more than anything. He wanted to be just another name in a yearbook at a normal school, out of sight and out of mind. But he wasn't here. Just because he was slightly different to the human population, he would be here, where pretty much everyone had some kind of retarded drama in their lives. And he was pretty sure it would only be a matter of time before he got some himself. Great.
He also hated the fact that books wouldn't shrink with him when he went into his faerie form. He supposed that it was only natural for him to feel more comfortable in this little state, but he detested having to flit around everywhere just to turn a page. But it was okay. It meant that words were bigger, and that the Irishman could spend a little longer examining each page before he had to turn one. So, with a copy of Invisible Monsters propped carefully up against the bottom of a tree trunk, he sat contentedly on a small leaf as he read. It was peaceful enough; he was happy for now.
 Outfit: Clicky! Tagged: Noah! Notes: Timidsnhgfd *flails* Lyrics: Bow Ties On Dead Guys by Fearless Vampire Killers
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Post by noah darrell reynolds on Apr 12, 2013 22:41:01 GMT
 The excellent thing about Northvale Forest was that you didn't often find many people parading around and making a nuisance out of themselves. That was exactly why Noah had found himself hanging around here so much, sometimes he bought Hope along with him so they could chill and talk or whatever. This time, the vampire was by himself. Without the extra company, he found himself more wary of the possible creatures he could find lurking about although he knew that most of them were most likely students who had, like him, come here for a bit of peace and quiet.
After a while of wandering about to clear his mind, Noah stumbled across a rather amusing sight. There was a small little thing - a faerie of some sort, he realised a moment later as he recognised its scent - trying to read a normal-sized book. Noah found himself sneaking closer, behind the faerie's back and it soon hit him that, fancy that, it did actually have a gender. Well, judging by its appearance this little fae was a guy unless Noah needed to get his glasses tested out. Or his brain.
It was somehow irritating the vampire that the pale dude had to fumble around and go to a bit of trouble to turn the page of his book. He ended up commenting on it before he could convince himself that it was a bad idea. "Please tell me you realise it would be a lot easier to read that thing if you weren't in your... insect-form?"
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Post by felix joshua o'callaghan on Apr 12, 2013 23:07:53 GMT
This was good. Felix liked the peace that the woods offered him. Away from the hustle and bustle of the hallways and the grounds, but still with general,calming sounds. Not to mention the fact that the forest looked and even smelled wonderful. But maybe that was just his bias, as an Earth faerie, to nature. Which he hated, but couldn't do much about. It wasn't like he had any choice about being what he was, anyway. Did anyone? No. Unless, of course, they had chosen to be turned into something, which didn't really happen often. Or at least, he hoped it didn't. Who would choose something like that?
He was snapped sharply from his thoughts when a voice sounded behind him, making him jump a little, with a surprised yelp. He didn't turn around, though. Didn't feel the need to; the person who'd spoken sounded roughly his age, not really threatening. Maybe a little rude, especially with what he was saying, but not particularly scary. Hold on, while he was on the topic of what was said. Insect form? Yowch. He found his eyes narrowing slightly as he looked at the page, which was strange, considering that he was more hurt than angry at that comment.
"Thank you for your ever-so-observant comment," the faerie said, not bothering to even look away from the page he was reading. The soft accent lilting his words made them sound softer and more meaningful than he really wanted them to. "I realise that. This is just a whole lot more comfortable. Except for page-turning..." On realising that he was rambling, the boy let his voice trail off. He didn't like to ramble. Heck, he didn't like to talk. Maybe that would be understood, though? Hopefully.
[/color][/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] Outfit: Clicky! Tagged: Noah! Notes: Timidsnhgfd *flails* Lyrics: Bow Ties On Dead Guys by Fearless Vampire Killers
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Post by noah darrell reynolds on Apr 13, 2013 1:23:19 GMT
Oh my god - the insect-faerie-hopefully-male dude was Irish as well. Maybe that made him a leprechaun instead of an insect? Or an insect version of a leprechaun, maybe? Wow, it was awfully nice of Noah to think of all this shit. It was a good thing he was managing to keep it to himself. For now. He wasn't going to make any promises to force himself to refrain from saying anything he shouldn't.
"You're welcome, Little Leprechaun Guy." the blonde muttered dryly, looking around as he shoved his hands in his pockets. "And the page-turning thing is exactly my point. I'm just trying to be helpful." Oh, wait, no he wasn't. He was just trying to be Noah. Noahs weren't helpful.
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Post by felix joshua o'callaghan on Apr 13, 2013 1:52:04 GMT
This, see, this was the very reason that Felix didn't do social interaction. Most would have seen an opportunity to make a clever, witty comeback at that kind of remark. And, although Felix was bright, and had quite a dry sense of humor, he was drawing up nothing. Maybe it was because there was another person here; he always failed if he was in the presence of someone else. It was like his brain refused to work unless he was solitary. Which didn't really look like it was happening for a while, unless this would be one of those instances where it would be no more than what was currently being said.
...Oops. Another reason why Felix wasn't a sociable person. He didn't pick up on social cues at all well. He should have known, really, that this guy was being helpful. Which made him feel kind of embarrassed, really, but he shrugged it off. "...Right. 'Course you are." he said impassively, not quite sarcastically, but like he already knew that he was being helped. Which might not have been convincing, but hey. Felix was smart, not an actor. He couldn't be both, that just wouldn't have been fair. No, it was one or the other. And if he was honest? Smarts sounded much better.
He figured that it was kind of rude to talk to someone when you had your back to them, after however long he'd been talking to the boy behind him. He whipped around after a second or so, amber eyes all of a sudden curious. He had to admit, though, the question he wanted to ask nearly fell right out of his head when he laid eyes on the kid he was talking to. He was... strangely pretty, in an ethereal kind of way. Quite tall, as well. But then, everything was tall to him right now. So that hardly mattered.
Oh, yeah. Question. He cleared his throat, not quite awkwardly, but not comfortably, and shouted up to the stranger. "Is that... y'know, all?" he queried, tilting his head to one side. "Or can I help you with anything else?" It was always good to make sure; that's what his manners were telling him. And, although he wasn't the most talkative of people, Felix knew how to be polite.
Outfit: Clicky! Tagged: Noah! Notes: Timidsnhgfd *flails* Lyrics: Bow Ties On Dead Guys by Fearless Vampire Killers
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Post by noah darrell reynolds on Apr 13, 2013 2:23:57 GMT
Had the Little Leprechaun Guy actually bought that? Noah couldn't quite tell, so he was just going to assume that he had so he could feel a bit better about the whole situation because he knew he wasn't being as civil as he really could be. Not that he ever was but, meh.
Noah got a proper look at the leprechaun when he turned around. He was actually sort of almost... adorable? Well, excuse him for thinking that but there was tiny little leprechaun dude with the cutest ickle-wickle face in the world and - no. No. Now was not the time for acting or so much as thinking like some stupid girl. Noah stopped. Because... no. He'd just embarrassed himself with his own pointless, borderline-fangirl thoughts.
He opened his mouth to speak, pausing before he said anything and almost just letting the leprechaun know that that was all and he'd best be on his way now but... maybe he could stay a little longer. It was sort of vaguely nice to have someone to talk to... "It's just... you were annoying me. By... having to go to such lengths to turn the page." the vampire admitted, for lack of anything better to say. God, that sounded even worse out loud.
Outfit: Clicky! ☾ Notes: asfdrtfyjnu ☾ Tagged: Felix!
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Post by felix joshua o'callaghan on Apr 13, 2013 2:53:26 GMT
It looked like he was okay for getting out of that little mess that he'd just created. Gosh, he should really practise before he went out in public, just in case he made stupid mistakes like that again. Not that he really minded what other people thought about his social skills, mind you. It would just save a lot of embarrassment and awkwardness if he knew how to communicate with others properly. It didn't look like he was going to get mad social skills any time soon, but come on - the ability to hold a conversation without screwing up would be nice.
The response to his question wasn't the one that he'd been expecting. He thought that that was it, and that they would part ways and never communicate past nodding at each other in the halls, if that, again. But, nope. The other boy had a clear answer to the question that'd just been thrown at him. It was a kind of... well, sweet answer, really. Enough to make Felix's lips twitch upwards into a warm smile that made his nose wrinkle slightly. It annoyed him. Well it wasn't a walk in the park for Felix, either, but now wasn't the time to point that out. He wasn't quite that obnoxious, or obnoxious at all.
"S' that all?" the faerie grinned, crossing his legs and turning to face the other boy a little more. "Could've just said, I wouldn't have minded." He hadn't really meant to be annoying in the slightest, but he'd managed it somehow, which made him feel a little bad, but there was noting he could do about it. "Sorry for... y'know. Irritating you. If that's what you meant." If that wasn't what he meant, though, then whatever. In the scope of the while universe, it didn't really matter if Felix made a fool of himself. It happened often enough, anyway.
Outfit: Clicky! Tagged: Noah! Notes: Timidsnhgfd *flails* Lyrics: Bow Ties On Dead Guys by Fearless Vampire Killers
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Post by noah darrell reynolds on Apr 13, 2013 3:17:32 GMT
Lamey-lame-lameeeer, that was what Noah was and he knew it. It wasn't his fault that these tiny, seemingly insignificant things that others did were capable of badly getting on his nerves. Rarely enough to make him lose his temper but it was more like with stuff that were pet hates and generally succeeded in making him moodier than usual.
Why was the leprechaun grinning now? It only made Noah feel more idiotic than he had done beforehand. The third year folded his arms over his chest, feeling oddly defensive and perhaps a tad flustered on top of that. "I... whatever, forget it. It was stupid." Noah grumbled, avoiding eye contact with the tiny Irishman. This was why he usually avoided people because he wasn't exactly a master conversationalist. Noah was one heck of a lot nearer to being the opposite.
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Post by felix joshua o'callaghan on Apr 13, 2013 17:46:56 GMT
This felt so strange. Felix didn't really make a habit of talking to anyone, let alone a stranger. In the middle of the woods, too. He'd heard that some dangerous shit went down here. But not during the day, surely? Well, okay, it wasn't quite day. The soft colors of dusk were starting to paint their way across the sky, meaning that it was nearing the time when it would be getting dark. And... Felix didn't like the dark. He totally was not afraid of it. He just didn't like not being able to see if there was anything coming to get him.
But yes. Anyway. He didn't talk to people. Especially people that he didn't know. Which kind of defeated the purpose of meeting new people, but that didn't matter. Felix didn't need to meet new people, did he? He was perfectly happy with being alone. Maybe. Not really. But that didn't matter. He was... kind of boring, anyway; not many people would want to associate with him. And that was okay, he didn't need company, most of the time. In fact, he liked his own company. No one would judge him or anything like that, because it was all him. That appealed to him, mainly because he hated saying the wrong thing.
Like now, for instance. What in God's name was he supposed to say to that? He sure as hell didn't know. Once thing was for certain, though; what he'd said wasn't stupid. Thing was, how did he say that without sounding too eager to please? He couldn't, really. But then, since when did he care about what other people thought about him? It hardly mattered to him, really. Or at least, there was not reason for it to matter to him. "Nah, you're alright," he called up to the boy, making sure that he could be heard okay. "S' not stupid at all. Really."
Outfit: Clicky! Tagged: Noah! Notes: Timidsnhgfd *flails* Lyrics: Bow Ties On Dead Guys by Fearless Vampire Killers
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Post by noah darrell reynolds on Apr 14, 2013 11:23:19 GMT
Not exactly meaning to, Noah gave the leprechaun an 'are you kidding me?' look. Well, a large portion of the facial expression was hidden by his hair since he always let it hang in his face. It was like a shield of some sorts. If he didn't want to look at someone or if he didn't want to be looked at (the latter being more common) he could hide behind his mousey-blonde locks. That also meant that annoying women, such as his foster mother, would forever be tutting at him to get it cut or just tuck it behind his ear or something. Fuck no. He wouldn't say anything rude out loud to her but he'd think it. Noah wasn't rude to her because he owed his foster mother and he did have a conscience even if it got ignored from time to time.
He didn't believe the leprechaun. Getting irked by that and then interfering like he had done was inexcusable. He didn't care that he'd acted like a douche, he cared that he'd cared enough to be a douche in the first place - Noah logic; it was fan-fucking-tastic! "Whatever you say, Leprechaun." he muttered, dipping his head forward to hide his face some more. Social interaction was horrible. Horrible and pointless. And it was his fault because he'd gone and spoken to the Leprechaun first.
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