Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Dec 6, 2011 6:19:21 GMT -5
My parents say I let no one in. That I never want to get hurt so I've closed myself off, I think they're wrong. There is nothing wrong living with this power. Nothing wrong with having armor against the world, nothing wrong with being safe.
I know that.
Even if I want to get to know this beautiful girl. Everything about her... Is magical. The way her hair falls, the way her eyes shine from a victory, even her wicked and cocky grin she gets before her cutting words is directed at her victim.
I know, I know.
Why am I falling for a Sadist, right?
Well, I'm not falling... I am admiring her and her mind set. She's so interesting, its killing me just to know her name. I should know is by now, but I don't.
It sort of bugs me, not in the intense I need to know why though. Its just a slight tick on my shoulder. And it means nothing to me. Even if I knew her name it wouldn't change the fact she'll be graduating soon like all the others from her Advanced Offense Class.
Won't change the fact in a few weeks she'll be gone and in the world while I still sit at home. In my room, reading the same books I have for the past few years. She'll leave and I'll return to my solitude, no longer seeing a reason to grace the halls with my existence... No longer hear her voice, no longer watch that amazing smile grace her lips, no longer... have a reason to be.
“Hey,” her voice calls out, I'm sure not to me. I lean lower over my desk, chair protruding farther out as my head lays down on the cold surface. “I said 'Hey'!” A foot connects with my chair and my stomach with the desk. Air leaves me instantly.
“Ooof!” My relaxes aren't the best, nor are they the worst, but none the less I shove back from the desk. Only to find my head hitting the ground where a body had been moments before. “Ow...!” My blue eyes closing as a foot is pressed into my chest, but not quite touching me. Good armor, good to know you're working again.
“So its true,” Her tone is cold and calculative. Never a good sign, that means an experiment of physical terms. “So if I threw you into a wall you'd be fine.”
I cough and try to get up, her full weight comes down upon me and I just nod somberly, “In theory.”
Now comes her wicked smile, I open my eyes in time to see it and groan. Her shoe leaves me as her hands grab my shoulders. My body relaxes as my mind panics, her hands slip a moment before gripping tighter, “Wanna try it out?”
“Not in particular, no,” I comment a moment before I find myself slammed into a wall, another groan leaves me, this one a little pained. My face was not meant to be pressed against a surface this way, but its not exactly pressed against anything but air or a mental block... Whatever it maybe its still not plush and pillows... Why does everyone from the fighter's class always want to test this theory out?
“Hmm... Okay then,” She drops me and aims a good kick to my side. My armor takes the blunt of the attack, but a small amount of pain is registered in the back of my mind. All I can do though is curl in on myself and wait for it to be over. “... Just as I thought.”
Even though she's doing all this to me, even though she's being like every other bully, I really can't bring myself to hate her. Even as she drags me up into a sitting position and reaches out to touch my face. Her fingers stop centimeters from my skin and her green eyes bore into my blue ones, “You're shutting everything, everyone out right? Even when you're relaxed...The only reason the desk hurt you is because you thought you could... trust something that couldn't feel, right?”
My eyes widen at her suddenly soft voice, her should be caressing touch, “Wha...What?”
“You can't trust... Don't want to be hurt, even emotionally, so you block the world out,” Her tone is warm, almost caring. I've never seen this side of her... No one has... Until now. “Normally I would say wise choice... But not for you... Its makes you weak...”
“...excuse me...” My voice has none of the strength I wanted it to have, I want to push her away. But my mind and body want her right there, speaking to me, focusing on just me.
“You need the lessons the world has to teach you,” Her voice has turned cold again... Was my response the wrong one? Is she going to leave me now? To my lonesome. “But you're either too weak or too stupid to let them in... You can't even let your parents in, its sickening... You're sickening... And pathetic... USELESS EVEN!” Her hand comes a crossed my face, but only left a sting on her own hand. Satisfyingly I was unconsciously prepared for a reaction like that.
“If I'm so useless, so pathetic, so SICKENING to you,” I had spat out the word and now glare at her. “Then why are you even talking to me? We got a paired mission or something?”
Her glare back made my heart jump, for some reason I love this expression she's giving me... Why does it make me feel safe? Especially when its directed at me... Why does my heart pound faster as she leans forward to get as close to my ear she can with out touching my shield, “Cause I like you, runt... No one deserves the life you live... Lets fix that together.” And then she's leaning back and standing up. Just as quick as she came she's gone. My brows knit together and I frown.
“Runt?”
Was that word really the only thing bugging me?
Seems so...
- - -
Okay, this is an opening to my Pre-Gen LeBeau explanation... I hope no one minds... But before you see Nami's father submitting to her mother's every whim. And before you get to see how much of a Bitch Mrs. LeBeau is... I wanted you to see how they came to love each other *giggles*
Also... They need names~<3
*coughs* Well...I guess that's all ^___^
Nami: No its not! I wanna see moar!
Dar: *coughs* I'm sure you don't, Princess.
Ang: *eyes widen and hides behind Nami* *whispers* Hide me!
Aqua: They seem...Nice?
Kiara: Why was she beating the guy up?
Sini: Yeah *crosses arms over chest and glares at me as he shifts his full weight to his left side* Why was she?!
Midori: I don't want to know
Master: I have come for y---
NOT YET! *kicks him back to the Otherworld* Stupid demon! *sighs* Anyways... I hope you enjoyed this~ And can help me with some names~~~<3
Father: Just and fyi... I have black hair, fair skin, blue eyes, and am mostly serious.
Mother: Blond, green eyed, taller than my husband, hmmm.... fair skinned and usually taking control of the situation. *gives her wicked grin* And you're next Neku... When I'm done with this guy over here~
Father: Now, now dear *pulls her into an embrace* Lets not scare children where they need not be
Mother: Humph! Whatever *kisses her husband* Ready for your new lesson?
Father: *nods and walks off with wife*
Nami: O//////O Oh gawd... not again! *hides behind Ang, covering her ears and cowering*
Ang: Oh shiz... Darla? Their going far, far away, right?
Dar: Looks like it *shivers* I'm still going farther though *runs opposite direction of her aunt and uncle*
Aqua: *picks up Kiara* C'mon kids *They leave*
*giggles*
Okay
Now
I
Am
DONE~<3
I know that.
Even if I want to get to know this beautiful girl. Everything about her... Is magical. The way her hair falls, the way her eyes shine from a victory, even her wicked and cocky grin she gets before her cutting words is directed at her victim.
I know, I know.
Why am I falling for a Sadist, right?
Well, I'm not falling... I am admiring her and her mind set. She's so interesting, its killing me just to know her name. I should know is by now, but I don't.
It sort of bugs me, not in the intense I need to know why though. Its just a slight tick on my shoulder. And it means nothing to me. Even if I knew her name it wouldn't change the fact she'll be graduating soon like all the others from her Advanced Offense Class.
Won't change the fact in a few weeks she'll be gone and in the world while I still sit at home. In my room, reading the same books I have for the past few years. She'll leave and I'll return to my solitude, no longer seeing a reason to grace the halls with my existence... No longer hear her voice, no longer watch that amazing smile grace her lips, no longer... have a reason to be.
“Hey,” her voice calls out, I'm sure not to me. I lean lower over my desk, chair protruding farther out as my head lays down on the cold surface. “I said 'Hey'!” A foot connects with my chair and my stomach with the desk. Air leaves me instantly.
“Ooof!” My relaxes aren't the best, nor are they the worst, but none the less I shove back from the desk. Only to find my head hitting the ground where a body had been moments before. “Ow...!” My blue eyes closing as a foot is pressed into my chest, but not quite touching me. Good armor, good to know you're working again.
“So its true,” Her tone is cold and calculative. Never a good sign, that means an experiment of physical terms. “So if I threw you into a wall you'd be fine.”
I cough and try to get up, her full weight comes down upon me and I just nod somberly, “In theory.”
Now comes her wicked smile, I open my eyes in time to see it and groan. Her shoe leaves me as her hands grab my shoulders. My body relaxes as my mind panics, her hands slip a moment before gripping tighter, “Wanna try it out?”
“Not in particular, no,” I comment a moment before I find myself slammed into a wall, another groan leaves me, this one a little pained. My face was not meant to be pressed against a surface this way, but its not exactly pressed against anything but air or a mental block... Whatever it maybe its still not plush and pillows... Why does everyone from the fighter's class always want to test this theory out?
“Hmm... Okay then,” She drops me and aims a good kick to my side. My armor takes the blunt of the attack, but a small amount of pain is registered in the back of my mind. All I can do though is curl in on myself and wait for it to be over. “... Just as I thought.”
Even though she's doing all this to me, even though she's being like every other bully, I really can't bring myself to hate her. Even as she drags me up into a sitting position and reaches out to touch my face. Her fingers stop centimeters from my skin and her green eyes bore into my blue ones, “You're shutting everything, everyone out right? Even when you're relaxed...The only reason the desk hurt you is because you thought you could... trust something that couldn't feel, right?”
My eyes widen at her suddenly soft voice, her should be caressing touch, “Wha...What?”
“You can't trust... Don't want to be hurt, even emotionally, so you block the world out,” Her tone is warm, almost caring. I've never seen this side of her... No one has... Until now. “Normally I would say wise choice... But not for you... Its makes you weak...”
“...excuse me...” My voice has none of the strength I wanted it to have, I want to push her away. But my mind and body want her right there, speaking to me, focusing on just me.
“You need the lessons the world has to teach you,” Her voice has turned cold again... Was my response the wrong one? Is she going to leave me now? To my lonesome. “But you're either too weak or too stupid to let them in... You can't even let your parents in, its sickening... You're sickening... And pathetic... USELESS EVEN!” Her hand comes a crossed my face, but only left a sting on her own hand. Satisfyingly I was unconsciously prepared for a reaction like that.
“If I'm so useless, so pathetic, so SICKENING to you,” I had spat out the word and now glare at her. “Then why are you even talking to me? We got a paired mission or something?”
Her glare back made my heart jump, for some reason I love this expression she's giving me... Why does it make me feel safe? Especially when its directed at me... Why does my heart pound faster as she leans forward to get as close to my ear she can with out touching my shield, “Cause I like you, runt... No one deserves the life you live... Lets fix that together.” And then she's leaning back and standing up. Just as quick as she came she's gone. My brows knit together and I frown.
“Runt?”
Was that word really the only thing bugging me?
Seems so...
- - -
Okay, this is an opening to my Pre-Gen LeBeau explanation... I hope no one minds... But before you see Nami's father submitting to her mother's every whim. And before you get to see how much of a Bitch Mrs. LeBeau is... I wanted you to see how they came to love each other *giggles*
Also... They need names~<3
*coughs* Well...I guess that's all ^___^
Nami: No its not! I wanna see moar!
Dar: *coughs* I'm sure you don't, Princess.
Ang: *eyes widen and hides behind Nami* *whispers* Hide me!
Aqua: They seem...Nice?
Kiara: Why was she beating the guy up?
Sini: Yeah *crosses arms over chest and glares at me as he shifts his full weight to his left side* Why was she?!
Midori: I don't want to know
Master: I have come for y---
NOT YET! *kicks him back to the Otherworld* Stupid demon! *sighs* Anyways... I hope you enjoyed this~ And can help me with some names~~~<3
Father: Just and fyi... I have black hair, fair skin, blue eyes, and am mostly serious.
Mother: Blond, green eyed, taller than my husband, hmmm.... fair skinned and usually taking control of the situation. *gives her wicked grin* And you're next Neku... When I'm done with this guy over here~
Father: Now, now dear *pulls her into an embrace* Lets not scare children where they need not be
Mother: Humph! Whatever *kisses her husband* Ready for your new lesson?
Father: *nods and walks off with wife*
Nami: O//////O Oh gawd... not again! *hides behind Ang, covering her ears and cowering*
Ang: Oh shiz... Darla? Their going far, far away, right?
Dar: Looks like it *shivers* I'm still going farther though *runs opposite direction of her aunt and uncle*
Aqua: *picks up Kiara* C'mon kids *They leave*
*giggles*
Okay
Now
I
Am
DONE~<3
