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The Town of Shallow Brook

Post by Rika on Wed Sep 14, 2016 5:48 am

The day had been eventful it seemed.  The drive to the Lake House, the shenanigans that happened trying to get things organized in said home, and the drama that followed later in the afternoon when Eva returned home after she met a gentleman that had ruffled her fur quite badly it seemed. When she had described the man while stabbing at a tomato rather violently at dinner, the twins had looked at each other wondering for the briefest of moments if the person being described was the same guy from school not to long ago...but that was quite unlike right? Honestly what were the chances that he’d end up in the same area as them? Close to zero right...and yet...that description….

Well as unnerving as that was the thought was soon swept away as clean up and arguments of bath times insued. The chaos didn’t end until well after sunset as all parties pretty much went to sleep wherever they happened to be at. Olivia crashed on the sofa and Eva in a chair in the living room. With the pair sleep, the twins had drifted towards their bedrooms, but never really made it there. They supposed they just gave up and went to sleep in the hall perhaps rather close by one another considering the condition they woke up in a few hours down the road.

They were indeed in the middle of the hall on their back somehow. However, they knew they were different in some fashion, but it took a moment for the disoriented mind to catch up with it all and finally settle on what it was that was so out of place. They were not two anymore. No they were one.

Huh...the creature supposed it had wore itself out so much it actually pulled itself back together to take the strain off of its energy that came from keeping itself as two. Well that at least explained the odd dream he was having and how at one he thought something was smashing him. With that mystery solved, his mind drifted to a different sort of problem: What to do with himself.

It was...oh what time was it? Not really wanting to move from his spot,  the blonde would tilt his head back a bit and narrow his eyes at the grandfather clock at the end of the hall. What did it say….? Midnight? That didn’t seem right. Was he only out for two hours? It certainly felt longer than that, but that was trivial in comparison to the bigger issue.

Now that he was up...what to do? He couldn’t very well do much inside with sleeping folk around and yet he did not trust himself to stay still for very long either. Hm...Oh! He knew what to do. He could go for a walk. Yes that would solve all problems, wouldn’t it? Yes. Yes, but first, he kind of needed to do something about these clothes...

Sitting up, he’d look at the mash-up of clothing that he currently had on. He never understood why he automatically bundled up before a split and then somewhere along the line separated the clothing between his two haves. Or how when fusing back he ended up being bundled back up with whatever the two had been wearing. It was an odd thing, but perhaps it was something he was not meant to figure out.

Shaking his head inwardly, he would roll to his stomach and then push himself to his feet, so he could get changed into something more comfortable and cooler.

***

Approximately two hours later, changed and actually a bit away from home, Jezabella could be found in the small town of Shallow Brook that was the nearest town and only town in the area. It took a lot of walking and climbing here and there to reach the place by foot, but the blonde didn’t seem to mind this as he moved along until he actually got into the town. Once inside he paused to look around at the shops and houses around him. Most were closed naturally unless one counted the bars or what not that stayed open late. Places that surprisingly did not interest the blonde as he moved first along the main streets and then turning a corner, he would move along the narrow alleys.

He wander quite a bit before finding a way onto the rooftops and after some careful climbing, he found a spot on top of an empty shop near the center of town that gave him a clear view of all that was around him. Up here it was quiet and the wind was nice. It was a nice place to observe from, but also a good thinking spot. So making himself comfortable, he’d lean back on the roof and look up at the sky that was still dark and dotted with stars for now simply observing as he let his mind wander.


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There are some differences here. 1) He does not have the eye make up that is seen in the pictures. 2) Rather than wearing his typical red, he has opted for a pair of black jeans, black sneakers, and a tailored button down black top that he does not have tucked in. The top three buttons are open revealing a bit of his chest. 3) his unusually long two toned hair is pulled back into a braid though his bangs fall freely around his naturally pretty face. 4) The only jewelry on his body are the small silver hoops found in each ear and the cuff earring on his left ear. He is dressed down and he looks normal for once, a shocker for anyone who is used to his more flashier presentation.

Random Note: It's 2:00 am in the morning. Who bothers with look at that time of day?
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Re: The Town of Shallow Brook

Post by Sharaku on Wed Sep 14, 2016 6:57 am

To be frank, he shouldn't even really be up at this hour. It was getting way late, and sleep was kind of important, wasn't it? Yet, it looked like Sharaku wouldn't be getting much of it this particular night. For reasons that were currently unknown, he couldn't sleep. Whatever it was that kept him awake resulted in him wandering around aimlessly for the most part. He knew these parts decently well, but it wasn't like he had a specific location in mind in the first place. All he really cared about right now is that he could keep moving. If nothing else, it was distracting him from not so nice thoughts when he was able to pace about. That, and the chill air of the night as well. Being as he currently was, he would start freezing sooner or later if he chose to just stand still somewhere. Guess he just didn't have a lot of luck going for him today. Starting with the brat of a girl disturbing him earlier in the day, then all that transpired afterwards, down to this quite...unusual predicament. Or so would one say.

In all honesty, he was a bit leery of the idea of staying around this town he had ventured to, but luckily enough for him, the majority of people were either asleep or at least somewhere inside. Thus he didn't really have to deal with random shenanigans he was sure would occur if someone spotted him out there. Then again, what was it to them? It's not like he was causing any trouble by being here. Knowing how people love to pay attention to anything that appears odd in a situation though, there was no saying just what would he land himself in if someone decided to bother him. How fun...

Regardless of possible consequences, for now he found himself wandering the streets here and there, wondering whether time would go faster if he didn't think about it. The obvious answer was no, but one can hope, right? He wasn't really bothering to look upwards and whatnot, so he wouldn't catch sight of the other person who was out and about disturbing the peace of the night. Not for now, at least. It was safe to say that the other had a good chance of seeing him though, since he kind of did stick out right now. One, there was basically no one else around. Two, he was kind of walking around half-naked, which would definitely garner some attention, right...?


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Okay, no glasses for this one. Also, he actually does have le scars you see in the picture. Though, they aren't horribly visible in general as their color is almost the same as his skin. Their edges give it away on the other hand.
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Re: The Town of Shallow Brook

Post by Rika on Wed Sep 14, 2016 2:46 pm

The blonde would remain resting quietly on the roof with his hands behind his head as he reclined. His golden eyes would observe the stars, taking in the patterns as thoughts wandered about in the mind. The activity kept the voices low and the chill of the air kept him from dozing off completely or zoning out to the point he was unaware of what was happening about him.

He would close his eyes for a bit as he enjoyed the chilly air when as it brushed against the exposed skin of his face and belly. He was actually enjoying this peace as he listened to the night sounds; however, about a minute into this relaxation, he would find himself becoming slightly disturbed from his zen like mode as he sensed another in the area. Mentally shaking himself to full alertness once more, he would sit up slightly listening for sounds.

…. It was soft, but there was definitely someone moving in the pathways below. Curious, he would shift in his spot and carefully move along the slope of the roof until he was at the edge of it. Peeking over it would cause the long braid to swing forward and hang downward, but not too bothered with this his eyes scanned the street for the one moving about at this odd hour….And to be honest, it didn’t take him long to find the culprit either. In fact, anyone with a good pair eyes wouldn’t be able to just look over this one, so easily. Why you ask? Well let us explain.

Not too far from his location, was a young man around the same skin tone as himself with long black hair wearing nothing more than a pair of pants and shoes (we assume). Now usually Jezzie cared not about random people doing even more random things in the middle of the night; however, the reason he observed this one longer than usual was because 1) the scars on the other made him a tad bit more curious than usual and 2) the pretty guy seemed oddly familiar. It was the latter that caused Jezabella to stare longer than he would usually.

Now, he knew he (being this form) had not met this one face-to-face, but it seemed that when he was separated in two an encounter may have occurred, but who was this guy? Staying low he would frown a bit as his eyes narrowed in thought as his mind tried to pull together the scattered pieces together. His black colored finger nails would tap silently against the edge of the roof causing as he did this, trying to make sense of the disconnect.

Height, form, hair….more clothing…the face….golden eyes and a mole under the eye

….Wait… A mole under the eye. That detailed pulled at something….but what?

Jezzie would close his eyes getting the briefest flash of his more insane side messing with a pair of glasses and making a remark about beauty marks to….


No fucking way!

The face would become clear in his mind as amber colored eyes would reopen and drift in the direction the other was moving. This guy was the same one from school no doubt, but it seemed Mr. Nice and Neat had done a 180 and now revealed a different side him. Though the creature had to wonder, did the guy do this because he thought he would not be caught? Or was this just how the other really was?

Curious and motivated to actually act now that he knew who the other was down there, the creature debated for two seconds about speaking to him from the roof, but then realizing that would probably make him look like a creep considering the variables, he decided not too do that. Maybe if the other was more familiar with him, he would attempt it, but for now he would at least be respectful enough to move to ground level. Gauging the drop in its head, the creature figured he could get away with letting himself drop to the ground. Sure it would be a bit odd or illogical, but neh…he was not looking forward to all the extra energy necessary to go the long way around to get down again. Besides there was a balcony below he could use to make the drop less dangerous. So yup, this was the way he would go.

Waiting a bit until the other had passed the building he was perched on, Jezzie would shift to drop down first on the balcony (had to watch those plants on the ledge though) and then to the ground level below. He made minimal noise, a sign that the creature was quite use to doing such things and had enough experience behind him to at least perform at a level where he would not get hurt. He probably could’ve used a bit more grace for the last landing, but at two something in the morn the creature was not exactly caring for perfect form. He was down on the ground and unharmed so that was all that mattered in the end.

In any case, the creature would land with a soft thud some feet behind the man walking before standing up once more. Whether he had not been caught or not, the creature would take a moment to straighten his shirt and push his braid back over his shoulder. He had to remain a bit presentable through it all. Though the move really hadn’t damaged the look anyway. Pickiness aside, a few seconds later amber eyes would look over at the other and in time naturally painted black lips would part to speak.

“Well, hello there Sharaku. Are searching to catch a cold so early in the day?” he would ask his tone soft, but loud enough to hear. His smile was small and laid-back as he watched the other with curious expression and amused eyes waiting to see how he reacted and how good the man was at connecting the dots.  After all, the last they met he wasn’t like this, now was he?
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Re: The Town of Shallow Brook

Post by Sharaku on Wed Sep 14, 2016 5:12 pm

Today's luck was really nonexistent, wasn't it? Despite the quite low chance of someone hanging outside at this time of night, there just had to be someone right as he was walking by. The coincidences would never cease to amaze him. Well, technically, his mind wasn't exactly in the state to be truly amazed right now. More so than not, he was just boggled when a random stranger dropped down from somewhere nearby, calling out to him, making him stop in his tracks and turn to face the intruder. Great, now what? He would tilt his head slightly at the other, staying silent at first as he processed the situation. Generally speaking, he didn't really mind the oddness of the situation itself. Unlike some people who would perhaps not be happy to be seen half-naked like that, he wouldn't be bothered as long as someone didn't make a point of obviously leering at him. Regardless of that however, what he did mind was the fact that he was being forced to engage at this hour. He was honestly worn out enough already, and were he given a choice, he would probably lean towards having some calm and peace instead of this. Guess at this point all he could do was hope that this would go over peacefully enough. In fact, perhaps the blonde opposing him was actually lucky in his own way. With all the facts of what had happened today already added together, Sharaku was likely going to be much more mellow than is perhaps considered typical of him. Was that a good thing? Well, as long as the other didn't come around to push his buttons in some way, then it could very well be.

''No. Just not having a lucky day.''

He would come up with an answer eventually, his expression somewhat blank as he kept looking at the guy. He definitely wasn't searching to get sick. He would really prefer not to. He didn't exactly have a choice in the matter however. If he did have something to put on, he certainly would have, but for now he was stuck like this. Considering the time of night, he couldn't even opt to go buy some shirt, and he was not about to resort to stealing. Thus, clothes would have to wait until morning at least. Thankfully, it wasn't winter yet, and while it was kind of chilly, he was confident enough in the fact that he wasn't going to freeze. As long as he was careful, that is. It's not like he could sleep anyway, so it was really unlikely the weather would become a serious issue. He actually tended to spend a lot of time outside whenever he could, so he didn't get sick as easily as that even in less favorable conditions. One night should be just fine.

That said...his mind was a bit slow at the moment, yes. Still, he did catch onto the fact that this random person had called him by his name, even if belatedly. Now that was actually a problem. Did he ever meet this guy...? He would think he'd be able to remember that. Sadly for the blonde, after having been awake since 5 AM last day, going through a pretty rough day afterwards, and still not being able to get any sleep, his brain wasn't as brilliant as it could be right now. Oh yes, he was able to realize the guy kind of looked similar to that odd blonde he met at school not so long ago...but, well, it wasn't the same anyway. He was aware that inhuman stuff existed alright, but he only knew so much, therefore he couldn't confirm anything like this. What would it even be? His current state of mind wasn't quite excited about going ahead and making random assumptions. However, something was amiss, whether he was able to figure it out or not, seeing as this guy wouldn't know his name just because.

He took a small pause after having answered the immediate question, before giving a somewhat exasperated sigh as he moved one hand to rub the bridge of his nose. It was probably obvious he wasn't in very high spirits in general at the moment as he gave the other a second look over.

''Do...I know you?''
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Re: The Town of Shallow Brook

Post by Rika on Wed Sep 14, 2016 8:08 pm

Despite the way he came off the roof, the shorter young man’s positioning was rather relaxed as he observed the other for only a second longer before his eyes began to auto drift to other things from time to time. A habit so as not to be rude from constant staring, but the amber orbs did come back to the other here and there to let the taller male know he was not being ignored. For a situation so out of place, Jezzie sure did make it seem like it was quite normal to be talking to a half-naked person in the middle of a pathway at random o' clock in the morn. He most certainly wasn’t bothered by the situation that was for sure. Nudity or what have you was not really a big issue as long as said person wasn’t being inappropriate with said show. It was a body after all and one could do what they liked with their own. Still he had wonder just how comfortable the other was like that.

He for one probably would get a little cranky if out like that...unless he was already hot and wanted to be out in such weather to cool down. Right now the shirt he wore was barely working to ward off the chill that occasionally got through and pricked his skin. Though it wasn’t too much of annoyance otherwise he would not be outside now lounging or having conversations.

Regardless of that little thought, the strange young man would push it away as he simply watched the other who watched him. He would give the other space to think or do whatever he was doing. Jezzie was not in any particular hurry and his mood remained quite relaxed. Perhaps the result of the night air or something. Who knew?

What was known was that the blonde did not move or do much until he heard the response given and in turn gave the other a lazy smile.

“Mmm. Luck can be quite picky some days, but perhaps things will look better later on for you,” he would begin as he looked up at the sky for a bit wondering if said luck would be kind to him in the coming days. He was always curious what she would bring, but the future was unseeable, so he’d have to wait and not drift too far into Lalaland with another before him.

Blinking once, he’d level his eyes to look back at the other as his expression became a bit more serious as he tilted his head and spoke again. “Though out of curiosity did you just wander out here like that on a whim? Or did you actually have nothing to use against the chill?” The words remained calm without any form of demand or prying to them leaving the floor open if the other wanted to answer or not.

A complete change from the way he was when he had been two and with more energy, but maybe this was a good thing. Maybe this round he wouldn’t actually clash with the other considering unlike before he honestly did not have the energy to start a mess and even if he did the chances of that happening were pretty low considering being one mellowed him out greatly.

Even so, there were some things that didn’t change. For example, he could still be triggered into a bad reaction if the wrong buttons were pushed and the mood swings were still there despite his mellow state. If anything he was more deceiving and tricky now than when he was separated. Even so he wasn’t a snappy one and didn’t seem to be looking for a fight, so maybe they’d be alright despite the circumstance that brought them together.

To the question asked, the creature would take to doing an action that the other may remember if he was paying attention during the last encounter. Looking off to the side seeming to be a bit shy, he would play with a few strands of his bangs twisting them lightly as he thought.

"Mmm. Yes you know us in away, just not like this,” he would say, his words seeming at first rather cryptic, but upon careful listening actually were not. It was a simple truth. The twins were still him in rather small and somewhat extreme forms, but at the same time the were not quite him. They were like the tip of something more so to speak. Though how far into detail this went was honestly up to the other. For now, Jezabella would say nothing more as he continued to play with his hair absent-mindly as he left his ears and mind open to what was said or happening.
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Re: The Town of Shallow Brook

Post by Sharaku on Thu Sep 15, 2016 5:47 am

Well, that much he could have reasoned out by himself. Why exactly was this guy talking to him again? There better be some point to this, because he and random small talk weren't the best of friends. Chit-chat wasn't going to be of any help to him right now anyway, and much less so with unannounced visitors he wasn't even sure he knew in the first place. ''Does that even matter...?'' His tone was somewhat flat, and he didn't appear to be actually reassured by the idea of luck doing a turnaround. To be honest, he had referred to luck mostly because of a lack of another term to use at the moment. He didn't want to attempt a long explanation, so he went for something simple enough to convey the meaning. He didn't really believe in luck much, however. Even if it is a thing, it's not one you can truly influence to bend to your will, so what good is it for? Hope, wish and talk about it all you want, but it'll do whatever it wants anyway. There's no certainty in hoping to have better luck later, because there is literally no way to guarantee such will happen. For all you know, you could end up being constantly miserable for even as long as a year if circumstances happen to line up that way. Not to say he was trying to be overly pessimistic or anything, but it was a fact. Luck on its own wasn't controllable.

When the question came, he would sigh faintly, raising his hands up a bit. ''Do I look like I have anything on me?'' It's not like he lived right here, did he? If this guy knew him from elsewhere, then it shouldn't be too hard to assume that. That in mind, not having anything right now meant he just didn't. Sadly, he wasn't able to materialize items out of thin air whenever he wished for it. At any rate, despite the fact that his response was technically intended to be sarcasm in a sense, it didn't really come out that way. He just sounded worn out in general, so it was up to the other to make his own sense of the current situation. While it was unlikely he would get directly confrontational right now unless pushed to, it still wasn't going to be the easiest task to hold a longer conversation with him, for different reasons.

And it would also seem that he wasn't about to get a very clear answer as to whether he somehow knew this guy or not. He was far too done for today already, so he really didn't have the capacity to follow on subtle and vague statements like that one. Even less when they were of an abnormal nature. This wasn't something he could quickly make a conclusion of as it wasn't something entirely rational, and while he was fine with a bit of imagination here and there when it came to such, right now was not a good time. His mind was drawing a blank, no matter what. Unless he were to go ahead and jump to random assumptions that is, but it's not something he wanted to do as it could bring about extra complications he certainly did not wish for at the moment. The hand which had been near his face before would drop to rest on his neck near the shoulder for a while as he closed his eyes with a mild frown. Was he going to get a headache out of this or not? That was the real question here.

''This isn't helping....I can't think right now...''
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Post by Rika on Thu Sep 15, 2016 8:08 am

“Heh.” A short, low yet somewhat amused sound would escape the creature as he closed his eyes and shook his head a bit. “No, but one can still hope for better things for others if they want to, no?” His question was not hostile, but actually quite calm considering it all as he reopened his eyes and gave the other a sleepy look. While it was true he was making idle-chat, he also understood that the other before him might not be in the best of moods for whatever reason. Even so as long as the other didn’t chase him away or do anything too horrible, he wouldn’t leave for the moment. He wasn’t trying to force the other into conversation though. If he wanted to the taller male could very well leave; however, if he continued to engage with the creature, then the creature would assume it was okay to linger until proven wrong. It was simple logic really, but not exactly the point here either. Luck was the topic yes? Or perhaps not really considering the word itself was just used to describe well wishes. He could perhaps tear the topic apart in his head, but for now he was in no mood to tear apart word phrases, so for the moment he let the topic sit as a surface thing not looking too deeply into the matter as he remained as calm as a tranquil lake. He was sure there was more to that question than met the eye. Though what those extra might be he did not know at the moment, but perhaps it had something to do with the variables of the situation. He supposed in time he would have to find out.

To the next question, the smile would actually fade as Jezzie slide a hand into one of his pockets and shifted his weight to the left as he sighed a bit. “No. Right now you are as you are: half-naked; however, I was asking if you didn’t have something back wherever you are staying to keep you warmer. Though I suppose that is none of my business,” he would say his amber colored eyes would move to look over at the man again, his face neutral as he watched him. Was he mad? No. Annoyed? Not exactly, but he had to admit the other’s vibe wasn’t the greatest to be around and in turn did impact the way he reacted to things. He could feed off of various energies making the conversations that occurred with this creature quite unpredictable; however, thanks to only two hours of sleep he was not exactly in the mood to start fights over this one. He had attempted to open the conversation a bit, but it seemed this one wanted to shut it down or at least had no energy to be as sharp as he was at school, so for now Jezzie would submit to the other's mood. Though how long the creature would tolerate grumpiness or how long this conversation would last was another matter. Even so they were somehow still here and talking...er to a degree.

Right now they were actually kind of quiet. It wasn’t that the creature lost interest in the conversation or anything, but rather he was taking a moment to figure out how to address the issue on his hand. The other before him was either too tired or something else for he didn’t pick up on the small hint that Jezzie had given as to who he had been before. Not really upsetting, but more like a bit complicated. Wording was one thing, but finding the right ones to not trigger someone who was grumpy was another matter. Hmm...What to do?

He would continue to twirl his hair a bit more as he frowned lightly with the thought, then coming up with something he hoped was a bit clearer, he would look back over at the other as he let his hand drop to his side.

“You go to the university, we go to. Do you remember running into a set of how should we put it? Over the top twins?” he would begin as he took a few steps towards the other. He would close the distance only slightly to make it easier to demonstrate to the other. While he was indeed on the low energy bar, he could use a bit of his power here to make things simpler….he hoped.

He would stop a respectful distance away and hold out his hands palms up before himself before focusing just enough energy to create two doll like creatures that while small mimicked the looks of Rika and Tamiki easily. Watching the other carefully, he would continue.

“You know us by other names and faces, but in the end they and us are the same. Thus my earlier words. I suppose the best way to describe this is we have not being formally or properly introduced to one another.” he would say as he moved his hands together forcing the dolls close by each other and in turn causing them to merge and with a very faint flash become one doll that now mimicked himself. Once that was done, he would look from the doll to the other wondering if he understood him. Even so he would remain quiet for now as he let the other take a moment to do whatever he would with that information.






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Post by Sharaku on Thu Sep 15, 2016 2:58 pm

''...''


He didn't really have anything to say to that. Technically, one could do whatever they wanted to when it came to things like that, so it wasn't like he could legitimately protest. Although, he did kind of wonder as to why would someone attempt to wish him well as one of the first things after meeting. It didn't really have a big impact, seeing as he didn't even figure out who he was speaking to yet. That, and he wasn't the one to eat nice words up as they came, unless he could actually attach some stronger meaning to them. Some people perhaps enjoyed little niceties like that, but he found them largely insignificant, as they were mostly said just out of politeness and whatnot. Was the random person you met saying it because they actually cared, or because it was the widely established right thing to do in a social situation? That's the question. And in most cases, he would lean towards the latter option as being more likely. Regardless, he would opt to just not respond verbally as he simply gave the other a thoughtful look for a moment, eventually breaking out of his mild contemplation as the discussion moved on.

Seeing and hearing the reaction, he had to resist giving the other a 'duh' look. In all honesty, while he wasn't going out of his way to give long explanations, he thought he had been clear enough for the guy to at least partially piece the picture together. Hello? Why would his first response have been that he wasn't having a lucky day if he were doing this on purpose in any way? He had literally stated he wasn't out here to chase after sickness or anything like that when he was asked about it. Why exactly would he have been wandering around like this willingly then? Only a dumb person wouldn't take a jacket or something if they HAD one somewhere, unless they actually did want to catch a cold. Sometimes he wasn't sure whether the problem was in his articulating, or whether people just thought way too differently than him. Since someone was clearly missing the point here still, having chosen to derail the initial questioning into a philosophical moment about luck and whatnot, when its original meaning was related to the current 'issue'. If anything, he usually did not say things without them having some sort of meaning. In the end, he would choose to just purse his lips slightly as he shook his head.


''Someone's missing the point I see. If you had listened to what I had said up until now intently enough, you would likely know the answer to that already, which is no. I was being sarcastic last time, just fyi. I already told you I'm not having a lucky day, and definitely am not out here to purposefully catch a cold. Would you really assume I do have extra clothing to grab after that? I think that if I did have the option, I would have already done so, or been working on it now to make sure I am not going to catch said cold. In fact, I would probably not have even been out like this to begin with anyway.''


At the very least, he had decided to explain more clearly this time instead of walling the other literally and not bothering to try again, despite the fact that he was still mildly cranky even now. Guess he couldn't even hope to get understood properly without needing to expand his explanations into mini-speeches, could he? So much for trying not to waste extra energy on this. He was even surprised he was still able to make enough sense when speaking for a longer period at once at this point. Perhaps miracles actually happen.

Mishaps aside, there was a bigger fish to fry than that. Luckily for the other, he wasn't too reactive when it came to odd explanations or such. What for? It would help him none after all. That said, he would focus his gaze on the other during the showcase, taking it rather calmly, his expression pretty much neutral for the duration of it. He certainly didn't seem too shaken by the unusual revelation. For what reason was currently unknown, but did the other even need to know? The primary concern right now was probably not letting this get out of hand, right? Well, it shouldn't, as long as the blonde didn't decide to get too defensive and whatnot about this whole thing.


''That's great. So perhaps I should be asking what you are instead.''
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Re: The Town of Shallow Brook

Post by Rika on Thu Sep 15, 2016 9:12 pm

Silence.

Was that bothersome? Not really. If the other had no words to say well that was fine. While some might take a pause badly, Jezzie didn’t see the need for every single thing to be responded to and actually dealt quite well with silences that weren’t designed to send daggers so to speak at himself. He appreciated pauses both to give his mind room to think, but also to rest the vocal cords and ears when things were too lively. Some people honestly didn’t know when to stop, but luckily for him he did not have to find ways to be nice about telling one to shut up with this guy. If he had to deal with that sort of behavior in his current state...he did not think he could remain friendly for long. That aside though, he did catch the look that was given and for a few seconds wondered what was on the other’s mind; however, being a bit out of it and more mellow than usual he did not pry this round as he simply studied the hazel eyes of the other for a moment unblinking like a cat before with a slow blink he would break the contact as his eyes drifted elsewhere for the moment. He would only refocus on the other when the conversation decided to go down a route that became shaky as words were spoken.

To the reaction given and the words heard, the man would receive silence for a few moments as Jezzie gave him a blank look as his eyes studied the other with narrowed coolness. Oooohkay...let’s take a moment to dissect this. On one hand, the creature was actually getting kind of annoyed with the other’s wording and grumpiness. He understood sarcasm, but even so that did not mean the words spoken were translated the same way. The explanation while helpful in clearing up some points was delivered in a bad fashion that was actually quite dangerous considering it was something that could’ve broken the camel’s back; however, as much as the creature wished to snap at him for this, the blonde surprisingly reeled the urge in as he actually considered something from their first meeting. Back then they had been talking about changing, adapting, and understanding, right? So maybe instead of acting on impulse perhaps he should try a different approach with the issue. Maybe a bit of patience and calmness here would be the better route instead of feeding crankiness with more crankiness. Hmm...He’d have to see. The real question was could he do this right? Welp...

The look would only last for a few seconds before the young man would close his eyes and tilted his head back a bit rotating it slightly to ease tension as he took in a breath and let it out slowly. Once calm again, he would tilt his head to the left as he reopened his eyes and focused on the other with a moody stare. He decided to not hide his annoyance and at first it would seem he was going to blow up on the other, but when he did speak his delivery was quite calm.

“First off, you should not assume we are missing the point. It’s more like our perception on words and how they apply to what differs here. We did listen quite well and while we heard sarcasm that does not mean we translate it the way you intended it to be. What did you give us really, hm? A small comment about bad luck and a question to answer a question. Hmm. Pretty vague and open to various translations, even if your meaning was something completely different. We are not you, so we cannot read between the lines and come to conclusions that matches yours. Nor for that matter know what you would purposely do or not do. As for the clothes issue, well. Some people do strange things and some actually love the cold enough to purposely go out exposed because they like it. I have no idea about where you come from or what options you have open to you or all these details. Never would’ve known anything at all if you hadn’t explained a bit just there. And while it was helpful to a degree, we don’t think that was necessary whether or not you were just being upfront with the matter. If you didn’t want to be bother anymore you could’ve just told me to fuck off or something instead of coming off as a bit...condescending. Probably not your intent, but it does not change the fact that in my ears it kind of sounded like you were insulting my ability to follow...”

The creature would deliver it all rather smoothly being honest and non-hostile about the whole thing. It was true some some people were blunt, but bluntness didn’t always play well with everyone and for a creature such as itself where understanding was typically the issue of getting along with it being blunt or direct in such a fashion was not always wise. While it may have not phased the others those words actually stung a bit and though the reaction wasn’t huge, the fact the creature had made an effort at all to speak on the matter showed the delivery was not well received. It honestly did not wish to fight and sought peace and understanding...though how well that would go was entirely up to the other at this point….At least Jezzie had tried to explain its view point, but how much it failed to do that was yet to be seen.

That odd point aside, things seem to get a bit calmer when it came to the matter of explaining himself to a degree. The creature did notice how the other didn’t really react to his abilities or even his explanation,  making the creature wonder briefly if he was just that good at blocking out others from his emotions or if maybe there was some other reason for the other’s calmness. The curiosity was brief, but one the creature did not question at the moment as it focused for now on one matter at a time. Well, the guy seemed to swallow that well enough...and now questioned what it was. Heh. That was a load question and one the creature did not exactly wish to go into detail with. To be honest it only revealed that little truth it just showed to the other to answer the question of knowing a bit more clearly. If the other wanted more than that well, he’d have to work to give the creature a reason to part with such information.

So as the male with two toned hair let his hands drop back to his side causing the doll to vanish the other would get a faint smile in response to his comment.

“We are us. Nothing more and nothing less. Our name is Jezabella,” it would state settling for an introduction rather than explanation. A gentle push away from the personal, but it wondered if the other would get that subtle cue to leave the matter alone.
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Re: The Town of Shallow Brook

Post by Sharaku on Fri Sep 16, 2016 7:44 am

The bout of calm silence would eventually pass as neither of them spoke up again until the next topic of conversation emerged. If it could even be called a proper conversation, that is. It was certainly not going too well. Whose fault was it though?

Well, for one, Sharaku wasn’t stupid. Not even when he wasn’t at his best. He was well aware that his style of communication was not geared towards pleasantries. In fact, he just naturally did not see the point of wasting time on purposefully flattering others within his speeches, just so he could avoid a negative reaction. On one hand, he understood his way was different than the norm. On the other, he just didn’t get this. Why did almost everyone have such a big problem with this? Was he supposed to like...add ‘I don’t mean to offend you’ to every other sentence that left his mouth? Simply because everyone and their mother took words that aren’t laced with obvious niceness way too personally? He hadn’t said a single actual insult, nor did he say his piece in a tone of voice that would suggest it being a personal attack. He was simply stating facts and what was, so why was almost everyone getting their feelings hurt somehow when he said something? It didn’t make real sense to him, in all honesty. Sure, he could understand if he actually meant it in a negative manner, but most of the time he really didn’t. Yet, somehow he periodically landed himself in a position where he had to defend himself from someone deciding to be upset over a few words.

Maybe he didn’t understand. But he wasn’t blind. Sure, this guy actually tried to come across as calm, but that was just a face, wasn’t it? Which made it hard to come to a conclusion here. He couldn’t really agree with everything the other just dropped on him now, but if he didn’t…well, he’d bet his pants that it would only get worse. Still…he had to try somehow. There was no way he was going to just take all the blame to salvage this situation, as much as he wasn’t keen on turning it into a bigger conflict either.

At first, he would just sigh lightly, holding up a hand with a raised finger to the other in a ‘wait’ gesture. He had to think this through a bit first. Even if he wasn’t sure how much would dwelling on it actually help with the final delivery. It was worth a shot, right? He didn’t really know what to do here. He simply couldn’t just turn 180° because someone is too sensitive to an honest approach. It’s not how it works. Attempting to be extra nice would end horribly. He just wasn’t able to do it on spot and with a random person he didn’t even know well yet. He couldn’t know what all the guy would translate as offense, could he? Thus it was like walking through a minefield, and due to his less than stellar ability to navigate social situations, one could say it was basically like immediately jumping on hard mode with no tutorial or anything.

Eventually, he would just huff, choosing to half-wing it. There was no way he could come up with a perfect response, having no steady basis to begin with.

‘’Alright look. Listen for a bit if you will, although I can’t guarantee I can explain this properly.’’

Was that even a possible feat..?

‘’You know how the saying goes? Assuming makes an ass out of you and me. To be honest, I would say we are quite even. You yourself are technically just assuming that my words are carrying any sort of negative meaning aimed at your person, without having any solid proof that it is in fact the case. Did I openly insult you or speak to you in a harsh tone? No, I don’t believe I did. I was simply stating the facts. Whether it was a conscious mistake on your part or not, you still did miss my point, if your continuous questioning was anything to go by. Call me insensitive and rude if that helps you not blow up on me too soon, but I’m simply saying what is. Did you get what I was implying before? No, you didn’t. And I just stated that it happened aloud. Is that really comparable to me intentionally insulting you?’’

He would pause for a moment to take a breath and collect his thoughts before continuing.

‘’And well, is this really my fault? As you said, you are not me, and so I am not you. How can I know what sounds hurtful to your ears? Well, I would like to think I can’t, so I am not sure what getting moody and annoyed right away is supposed to accomplish. That’s like assuming I know what I can say to you and what I cannot, making you viable to scorn me for making a mistake. Trust me though, if I wanted you to fuck off, we wouldn’t even be talking at this moment. I may not be the most outspoken person in general, but that doesn’t make me a jerk on purpose. If I wanted you gone, I would have literally ignored you and walked off already.’’

He would clear his throat slightly.

‘’Tell me, if you considered my explanation unnecessary, what did you want me to tell you? Give you a sunny smile and lie about what I think just to keep everything stable? I personally find kissing ass or flattering people all the time in any way or form pretty shallow. People would get a nice impression of you, even though it isn’t entirely true, and then it blows up in time anyway. So I just choose not to play super nice when I don’t see the immediate need to. If someone is going to be oversensitive and blowing on me half the time I say something honestly, at least I know they’re not a person I want to spend a lot of time with.’’

That said, it would be up to the other to process this. He couldn’t really do much more about it right now. After all, a talk goes both ways, so he would first have to see whether this accomplished anything or not before making any more decisions. For now, moving on…

Getting another one of those vague responses to his inquiry, he would raise an eyebrow at the guy. ‘’While I get that…are you suggesting that I’m supposed to take this in stride and not care about who exactly am I hanging out with? For all I know, you could even be something dangerous, which doesn’t make for a comfortable thought, since it’s night now and we’re pretty much alone here.’’ Well, despite the skepticism, he didn’t actually give the vibe that he was worried. Perhaps he was just prodding on principle. After all, it did make some sense. How can you know you’re safe in the face of an unknown kind of being which refuses to clarify itself?

‘’Regardless, I suppose it’s nice to meet you….’’
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Re: The Town of Shallow Brook

Post by Rika on Fri Sep 16, 2016 1:08 pm

Well, the words had been spoken and for a few uncertain moments there was nothing but silence. In this time period, the creature had turned his head slightly to the left and focused on some random point on the ground as the hand outside of his pocket would automatically start to tug at the corner of his shirt and upon finding a loose string began to play with it absent-mindedly. Typically, he’d go for his hair in these cases, but since most of the locks were bound in the braid, the string became the loose thing to toy with as he thought.

To be honest, he was more uncertain of this situation than the last. At least in a school setting, he felt more grounded and safe. Less vulnerable and more prepared in facing the world and people. While he did appear in public as a whole more often than not, he still felt safe, but maybe that is because in all cases he was never truly just himself. He always had a face to hide behind or someone there at his back. He could act away annoyances and problems, but here and now? He just couldn’t. He didn’t see the need to act or go out of the way to be something he was not. He wasn’t trying to put on a show for anyone and to be quite frank hadn’t expected to run into something curious at this time of morning. It was true he had brought this upon himself which was okay….until things took this odd turn.

He didn’t care too much for strife, yet it seemed to like him. He was not talking about the strife he brought to himself with his own shenanigans. No that was actually play and welcomed. What he was talking about was the sort of strife that came about when someone actually got him to a point where he wasn’t goofing off and actually thinking about what was presented (i.e: trying to understand what the hell the other wanted or their way of thinking). It was these situations that made him uncomfortable and less than confident than before. The difference showed too. When comfortable, he could hide his flaws or things that bothered him, but when uncomfortable fidgeting became a thing and he honestly became less elegant in what he said. He was currently what one would call a social mess, a big surprise since most bought into the more outgoing and confident personality that he usually gave off. He had no clue what to do and had nothing to retreat behind to recover either.

He was a nervous wreck due to the fact he did not often try too hard to get along with others unless like this one they caught his interest….and each time he seriously took the time to try to understand another, he always ended up in a boat of uncertainty as many questions and worries came up. What to do? What to not do? Would this make them hate you or that? Questions, questions, questions. Ones he could not answer unless he did something. For the first time in about three years, he was truly playing in the dark as he tried to understand the other before him and actually have a successful conversation rather than a blow out….however, this one was a bit trying. Even so...he was determine to try a bit longer.

Jezzie would continue to think for a bit longer until he heard the other sigh and turned his amber colored eyes back to the taller male. He saw his hand gesture and only tilted his head slightly in response to it as he remained quiet until the other gave a huff and actually spoke. To his request, the creature would cross his arms, taking a stance similar to Tamiki’s from back at the library as he nodded lightly and settled into listening.

To what was said, the creature would close his eyes as he thought.

“...That is true when we look at it from that angle,” he would state after a moment and then reopening his eyes he would let his right arm drop to his side as his left hand took to rubbing his upper arm a bit more out nerves rather than being cold as he gave the other a small frown. “Even so, your facts aren’t exactly pleasing to hear. We ain’t asking you to be sweet as pie, but honestly we think a different approach should be used when addressing people. We are sure your current method can’t get positive responses right? And if it does, well then maybe we are the baby here and need a thicker skin. Though have you not considered being just a little less blunt to make it a bit easier perhaps?”

A dangerous question, but he had to wonder. Did the guy get tons of negative reactions from his behavior? And if so did he actually enjoy it and in turn not change his way?...Or did he honestly not care? And if it was the latter, then what was one to really do? He did mention insensitive and rude just a moment there. Was that a hint the latter was true? Did he honestly not care about others and the way they thought? A depressing thought if true, but something the creature didn’t dive too deep into without further proof. He didn’t exactly want assumptions to cloud his perspective on the matter. Anyway…

He would look off to the side with the next one as he scratched his head a bit.

“Well no you’re not, but neither are we…” He pause and shake his head before looking back at the other firmly rooting himself in his spot as he narrowed his eyes to bring the other into clearer focus rather than glare. “We weren’t trying to say this your fault or what not. We think its pretty clear from this current situation alone that you are on field and we are on another. This is fine. As you stated we are very much ourselves and so cannot guess or know what is right and wrong in this situation to not step on toes. Even so...we think expressing how it makes us feel rather than blowing up or simply doing some other action without reason may be wiser here. After all, we weren’t looking for unnecessary wars when we approached you and to be honest we weren't lying back at the library. We really are searching for ways to better understand others and in turn maybe not be so difficult towards the world."

The creature would give the other a faint smile and shake his head lightly at the last part of that. “Ah. I see,” was all he would say making a note of the behavior mentioned somewhere in the back of his mind. To what was said next, the creature would give the other a small lopsided grin.

“Heh. Now you've missed our point,” the creature would say with a light chuckle and then becoming serious again he would continue. “No. We didn’t expect anything less from the explanation. Our comment was directed at your bluntness and not the content. The information was helpful, we were just pointing out the delivery could’ve been a bit better. With that said, we are not asking for you to flatter or suck up to us or others. We are just asking you to consider a slightly different path is all. In the end, all we can do is talk. You’ll do whatever you wish in the end regardless of what a stranger or anyone else says. Just like any creature does that is themselves.”

Yeah. He wasn’t expecting a makeover or a drastic change. All he was looking for was for someone to hear him out at least and take into consideration that he wasn’t going to let himself be treated any sort of way. If he didn’t like something he was going to say it. It was as simply as that and if the other couldn’t handle that sort of in your face behavior...well then perhaps they would not get along after all. Regardless of what came of that, the matter would slide into a different sort of territory as the conversation came around to himself.

To what was said, the creature gave the other a gentle smile. “Scared are you,” he would state in fashion that made it clear it was a small playful jab rather than something that needed to be answered or taken seriously. He didn’t read any worry or fear from the other so the matter was kind of moot outside of the comment being just that...a comment. Even so the play would end rather quickly as he considered what was said carefully as he rubbed his chin.

“We are not dangerous unless you make us dangerous. We don’t believe in attacking or doing things without reason when it comes harming another, so you don’t have to worry about us trying to eat you or something crazy like that. You are quite safe on that front. As for what I am…” he would trail off and sigh at this one as he frowned a bit. “We understand where you are coming from with your prying; however, we are not comfortable telling you that. The matter is…” he would pause to search for the right word before leveling his eyes with the other once more. “Personal.” From here he would become silent to let that sink in a bit and then hearing the last bit he’d nod as he gave a nervous smile.

“Yeah. Same here.”
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Re: The Town of Shallow Brook

Post by Sharaku on Fri Sep 16, 2016 3:54 pm

The two of them were surprisingly different when it came to approaching these kinds of situations. While the other would perhaps prefer to hide away and not face this unless necessary, he was largely neutral in the face of such. At base, he did not willingly search out the given circumstances, but he didn’t back away when it happened either. In fact, he was the literal opposite of the other in a sense. He was actually way more confident than he could sometimes appear to be. It was simply a lack of knowing what to do, in case he did appear to be backing off or such, like he occasionally had back at the school for example. All in all however, he wasn’t too easily unnerved for real. He just had an odd way of presenting himself at times.

Tidbits of info aside, the conversation had actually taken a somewhat calmer turn this time, which was almost surprising. Well, maybe not so much. He could avoid being taken the wrong way, that much was obvious. It’s just that it tended to take an extended explanation for it to come across right. Like it did this time as well.

When the other posed his suggestion, he would frown slightly at first. The matter was a little complicated. After all, some things are easier said than done. Considering something doesn’t magically make it happen as well. At the very least however, he seemed to understand the point of it, as he gave the other a perhaps slightly sad smile for a short moment. Did he actually feel guilty over it or something? It was really hard to say. He certainly didn’t wear his emotions on his sleeve in most cases, but the other was free to try and make guesses.


‘’Yes and no. You see, considering something doesn’t actually solve the issue. I can for example consider the idea of living only on 3 hours of sleep every day for the rest of my life, but can I actually pull it off? That is the real question. I am aware that a lot of people aren’t accustomed to my way of talking, but I don’t really know how to do it differently. If I were to constantly proof everything I am about to say, I would only sound fake, because it would be forced. I can’t just ‘be’ something I am not. It’s not that easy. Tell me, what exactly are you trying to get to by your suggestion? Because I don’t know how am I supposed to do what you ask of me….’’

Was that odd? Maybe, but he was telling the truth there. Can you do something you don’t know how to just like that? Very likely not. Not without coming across quite…well, at least ungraceful. In this case, it was that much worse because most would expect a person to already be skilled at this without question. Well, guess what, it is not a definite rule. Alas, that’s the way of society, isn’t it? The opinion of majority is favored universally.

He would blink at the next piece.

‘’Maybe not. But the fact that you were obviously getting annoyed and whatnot, even though you chose not to go all out on me does sort of imply you thought I am the problem. However, I cannot really say much towards the rest. I don’t really do feelings well when it comes to expressing them clearly, and while I could give you an analysis of what would be the best ways to try and understand communication…I am probably not the right person to practice it with. I think I don’t even need to explain why.’’

Sure, theory and some observation could yield useful results, but only if you know how to apply it correctly as well. While he would be able to explain this matter, he instead failed at implementing it personally. Although, it was true that in many cases he simply did not even bother to. A lot of people just didn’t seem to be worth the effort. There’s no point in purposefully struggling with it when facing people who would likely only laugh you out for it or poke fun at your fails. Perhaps he was just picky, but even though he wasn’t entirely unwilling to give things a try, he sure wasn’t going to let it go that far with many people.

This convo was definitely taking odd twists and turns, but perhaps that was also a good thing. In a way, it did help clear his head and get him to think better for now. Even if it would happen to be only temporary, it was still an improvement.

Closing his eyes, he would take a moment to brush away a couple of stray strands of hair trying to tickle his face as he thought of what to say. He didn’t seem to be bothered by the whole ‘missing the point’ statement being thrown back at him, though the rest of it did require a bit of contemplation.

‘’Maybe. I don’t know. I cannot guarantee anything. I don’t exactly pick how to speak consciously. It just happens. If it truly bothers you, perhaps you can try reminding me each time I say something off. Not sure if I can expect that to work, but I don’t really have more useful suggestions to give right now.’’

It was something? Although, maybe the other ought to just try experimenting with what works and what doesn’t, if he was truly serious about needing a different delivery. Not even he knew how to make himself go in a different direction with a snap of fingers, so what else was there to do? Things…

‘’Just as much as you are.’’, he would quip right back at the jab that soon followed with the shift in conversation as he gave the blonde a pointed look. It would appear he was going along with the joke in his own way. With the subsequent serious answer, he would remain silent for a moment, observing the other before offering a vague shrug. ‘’I don’t even taste good.’’ Who would want to try anyway? Regardless, he sure would have preferred a bit more than just a verbal reassurance, as that proves nothing tangible, but he knew when to quit. It was obvious he wasn’t about to get a detailed answer tonight. Besides, he had a way of defending himself if it ever got to the point of him being assaulted.

Once pleasantries were done and over with completely, he would shift in his spot, a somewhat questioning look on his face.

‘’So….is there any specific reason why you chose to come around to speak to me at this ungodly hour of the night…?’’
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Post by Rika on Sat Sep 17, 2016 1:35 pm

It was amazing how a look or act could hide many things. It was true the creature was less confident and unsure when he actually placed himself in a situation like this. Most of the time, he had a wall up to block strangers and keep his distance from most of the world. He would observe, but not really touch unless someone was out of the box enough to make him drop the wall. Outside of the one in front of this one in front of him there were only two others so far that had gotten him to do this.

One was a young woman no longer in this world due to some unfortunate circumstances that he had met when he actually stepped out of his box to volunteer at a care center in town. Despite her condition, she had so much love for life and giving her all to those around her even if she herself couldn’t move from the bed. She came around a time, he had been contemplating giving up on life and had given him hope when he expected none. She was a light that had gotten him through a pretty dark time and when she left the world? He didn’t feel lost or sad. He felt content and made it a habit to visit her grave here and there and take care of it when he could.

The second was more recent. The old librarian from the school. In a place where he was deemed just an uncurable problem, she was the only one that actually saw around his antics and put forth a real effort to sit down and understand his way of doing things….and in turn that mellowed him out a bit as he actually begin to take school more seriously despite remaining a troublemaker and subject to much ridicule depending on which part of him was being viewed. Even though she didn’t work as much she still kept in touch with him and made sure he was doing well...Kind of like a mother or grandmother he never really had.

Yes, he had family, but he wasn’t attached to them in the same way as he had been to these people. That didn’t mean he hated them, but he definitely had a different level of affection towards them in comparison to the other two cases. And why was that? Well that was quite simple. Those two didn’t hold traits of fake love like his mother did or possession like Eva did.

Those two had the genuine ability to love and embrace something that wasn’t normal or exactly socially acceptable. They were able to just accept him as him and not pretend to do such a thing like most of the world seemed to do or try to keep him with gifts or other odd yet superficial things that didn’t qualify as genuine to his mind. The two cases stuck out like color in a world of grey and the same.

It had been a while since he actually saw a color before him in the grey world, but the man before him did get on his radar, but in very unexpected and opposite way. Unlike the other two who had come at him with love and understanding...this one came at him with logic that was so strong it was downright infuriating and confusing. That should’ve been a turnoff, but it wasn’t. The creature could not explain it, but that damn blunt approach and manner of speaking was somehow appealing to him. He liked it and hated it. Hated it because to be honest...this was a challenge.

This guy came off as intimidating and ill-natured. Like he didn’t have a drop of compassion in him. Sure he defended and what not, but maybe that was because he felt like it rather than out of compassion for another. He seemed like the type to avoid and yet...there was something there. Something that could not be seen, but rather felt that told the creature that maybe this whole behavior was an act of sort and so determined to figure out the truth, he had marked the guy for further examination.

...Though he had planned to examine him in more controlled situations. You know the type where you plan a meeting or actual random encounter? Something with an intent behind it? Yeah that sort of arena, but instead something else had happened entirely - an unplanned random encounter where he was forced to adapt on the spot and thus have no time to actually defend or pretend. It was a rough field and very uncomfortable, but Jezzie did not flee. Despite being a mess, he was no coward and knew how to stand in the face of a storm even if his actions made him seem like the type to flee. He held his ground and studied this odd man before him still not quite grasping his way, but at least through it all he was coming to a bit of a better understanding of him.

Alright so that blunt way of his was not an act. That was actually just how he was apparently. Okay, he could handle that...if the other was reasonable that is. Sure, he showed a bit of calmness earlier, but now the guy was becoming hard to read again as he made a frown at the words said and then shortly after that a sad smile?

Jezabella’s eyes would remain narrowed as they searched the other’s body and eyes for some hint at what that meant. Was it guilt? Or an apology? Understanding? What was that? It was all rather confusing and the fact there was literally no hints to be found elsewhere, the creature was left quite stumped and in the dark for the time being. He wasn’t sure how he felt about that, but he was already tired enough, so he’d figure it out when he was more awake…

Strange faces aside, the creature would actually go from moody to a bit shocked as his eyebrows rose slightly as he heard the what the other said.

“You don’t know how to….” he would repeat the words in a monotone voice towards himself rather than the other, a sign the words were a thought spoken out loud unintentionally. For a second, he would just give the other a blank look as he absorbed that and then blinking a bit he would let out a light hum as he frowned a bit.

"To be honest, I was trying to find a better field to chat with you on. You know one a bit more even and less explosive? However, with an answer like that, I kind of unsure how that can be made possible..."

Well damn. This one was a bit tricky. It would be different if the guy already came equipped with some of the common rules applied to most in these situations and was just a bit difficult in the communication department. Jezzie could actually work with that, but the fact the guy wasn’t being difficult and just did not have said common rules on him, Jezzie had to wonder how did one teach someone the rules when one was already a social misfit themselves? Sure, he could maybe get the other to understand him a bit better and what not, but to actually do that with satisfactory results? That would take lots of time and patience. Things that 1) he was not sure the other would even consider and 2) probably wasn’t going to be a thing if both of them were running with little to no sleep at 2 something in the morning. Yeah...that got complicated really fast. Heh....

In any case, he would stay quiet for a bit before shaking his head and letting the matter go before his brain had a chance to literally peck it into nothing. Lifting a hand, he would rub the side of his neck a bit to relieve some tension building there as his mind focused on what was next. Now about that one…..

“Welp I suppose we are both screwed there then,” he begin as he let his hand rest against his neck for a moment as he thought. “I admit we are...expressive. We do not hide our emotions very well...and to be honest don’t know what we are actually doing with them unless the behavior is pointed out like so….” Yeah being opposites could indeed be a problem, yet this one seemed to be open to figuring it out a different way. However….

Jezabella would smile a bit at the last part. “You could try it, but I don’t think it will end very well. This hour amongst other things would make me a pretty horrible candidate to try too much logic on right now. Maybe if I was more awake I’d give it a whirl.” Well at least he was being honest. Too much thinking would probably make him cranky at this time of morning and on top of that he wasn’t sure if he was making sense currently, so best not to add anything else to the pot for now.

As for what happened after that. Well, the end result was better than expected. At the suggestion given, he would nod a bit.

“I could that and in turn if I seem to be going off the deep end with the emotions, perhaps let us know. I’ll do my best to attempt to correct some of it. Though can’t guarantee pretty end results.” He would give the other a sheepish smile at this. He was trying no? And well... the other seemed like he was trying too. So if the man was not just bullshitting about it, then Jezzie was willing to give him a chance and actually attempt to get along despite the sort of playing field they were on. It was indeed not very friendly, but at the same time at least it had exposed its true face, so maybe there was some hope in the mess after all. Besides, this was still early game and a lot of trial and error would be ahead of them provided the guy was as serious as he was about the ordeal. Though in the end only time would tell if this was a good or bad thing.

From there, the conversation drifted to a surprisingly more laid back spot despite the subject matter. While he only got short responses in turn for what was said, the creature did not flare as an amused "Heh," escaped him as his body relaxed and his face settled into an easy smile. This one had jokes, huh? It was nice to know at least he could play without getting all pissy, so that was a plus and kind of needed considering how tense the stuff prior had made the creature feel. However, the smile came due to another thing too. The man left the topic of what he was alone for the moment. Whether or not he had backed off out of respect or something else, Jezzie honestly did not care. What mattered was that he did not pry and in turn cause this situation to become rough once more.

Personal matters were personal matters and while he chose to share a bit for clarity's sake, the creature was not a friend of the other and did not know him in a fashion he could trust him with anything outside of that small snippet from earlier. The fact that this one chose not to be a constant prier made the situation easier on the creature. Even the last question was easier to answer than everything else.

To this the creature would place both hands in his pocket as he gave a sleepy shrug.

"I don't plan anything for this hour and honestly was just enjoying being outside. I felt a bit of a disturbance, so naturally I checked it out. I typically don't go out of my way to mess with random half-naked men on the street, but I recognized a face and so just decided to say hi. Didn't think a simple pass by would turn into this though."
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Re: The Town of Shallow Brook

Post by Sharaku on Sat Sep 17, 2016 4:02 pm

This was a tricky talk to navigate, no question about that. The two of them were indeed coming from very different base perceptions, and so they would either keep clashing periodically, or managed to come together somehow. How do you do that when both sides keep misunderstanding things in their own way though? Perhaps luck was actually needed here. Or for someone to try unique approaches as well, instead of just trying to drill the points through extended talking. Who knows after all? Sometimes, alternative methods happen to work better than the old and tried ones. Of course, that would first require someone bold enough to head down that path without being prompted to do so...

The answer he received to his question was not exactly what he expected to hear. That, and it was one that was of little help in this situation. If only it were as easy as that. Just changing the subject of the talk to make it smoother. Besides, if that was the right way to go….well, would that imply their current choice of conversation was just really bad? Sometimes you have to discuss things like these as well, don’t you? Can’t keep derailing to fields that are easy all the time. Well, assuming you’re trying to actually get to know the person, that is.

Either way, he would just give the other a slightly puzzled look.

‘’I never really perceived this as explosive. We aren’t killing each other, are we? Still, I somehow doubt the choice of field plays an actual part in the problem…’’

Well, he was honestly mildly confused by that. Yes, he knew the other had that one moment of almost snapping at him, but in general they had been only talking. It hardly struck him as something to be called explosive. As for being even…well, that’s technically impossible, isn’t it? There are always differences, even if subtle, as two people are never on the exact same level when speaking. Unless they are clones of each other or something, which in itself is a moot point to even consider here.

The next response however made him shift in his spot a bit and cross his arms over his chest as he took a moment to think about it. He didn’t really like to think of this as being screwed over already. Isn’t this in a way what everyone has to go through when attempting good communication with someone? Sure, sometimes you meet a really like-minded person and hit it off just right, but there were so many types of people around, that there would also be many who do not fit your style in the slightest.

‘’Depends on your definition of screwed. I would say that pessimism doesn’t help regardless though.’’ It was too early to say something like that for sure. Although, it was a tricky thing to talk about, as they were viewing it all differently. While Sharaku inherently understood the problem being brought up, he didn’t really see the severity of this situation as high. Maybe that was because he didn’t act out emotionally too much at all, making him a bit detached as well as slower at realizing there was an issue to begin with…because he simply wasn’t having any actual difficulty himself. Only the fact that the other party was displeased with him in some way, forcing him to work on a solution to it. People did tend to see him as aloof, so perhaps it was really true.

‘’I don’t know if that is actually a problem…’’, he would trail off a bit as he tried to make a statement towards the part about being expressive. Well, was it? Logically speaking, seeing the emotions of another easily can help you tell what you are dealing with. Then again, nothing is good when overdone. ‘’…though, I would say this proves my point in a way. If it helps you understand better the current issue better, then perhaps you could look at how these are similar. You don’t know what you’re actually doing with your emotions. You could say I am the same, just with the delivery of my words. Same thing, just different subjects.’’ Of course, that didn’t make it easier at all, but maybe it would at least help getting the understanding part clearer for now. That, and he wasn’t sure what else to say there. Emotions were a complicated topic for him. He was surprisingly quite adept at recognizing his own emotions (even if it may take a bit of time to get a clear conclusion occasionally), and knowing just what was happening. On the other hand, he wasn’t one to actually show them to others, so it’s not like anyone besides himself would know how he felt. Not easily. Maybe if he was comfortable enough around said person to let up, but that took some time. The other way would be surprising him enough to draw a reaction out of him in that manner, but that could end in many ways. He wasn’t always pleased by overt attempts, although a genuine game may just work if done right.

He would shake his head a bit. ‘’I would think that is the least of our worries right now anyway. Besides, universal rules don’t always work. Communication is about two or more people figuring out how to make it work when it’s needed…’’ You can try to apply general logic and explanations, but in the end, they were just floating variables that may need changing to adapt to different kinds of people. In fact, maybe it was actually a really tough game to lay conversations out by using logic.

Hm? ‘’I’m not the best gauge for that. I just don’t like being smothered by too much emotion at once, that’s all…’’ He could take them when they were moderated the right way, and it also varied with each emotion specifically. Regardless, he just couldn’t say for sure that he’d be able to point a problem out correctly. There’s a high chance he would speak up too soon, when it wasn’t even really bad yet, or instead not notice and do it too late. His way of dealing with other people’s feels could be a little unorthodox at times. Ah well….

When the other didn’t give any extended response to his slight ‘joke’, he would opt to simply tilt his head at the guy a bit, watching. He didn’t really have any smart follow up ready at the moment, nor did he have any idea of what to say next after that, so he would choose to keep silent. Maybe the blonde had something in mind instead. If not, then perhaps this would become another of those gaps of quiet that happened here and there.

To the answer of his question, he would actually give an amused smile for a moment, sort of musing aloud…

‘’I’m not a simple person. You can expect nothing to be simple when it includes me. Though, you just reminded me of the fact that it’s actually kind of chilly out here, and I’m wearing nothing. While standing in one spot doesn’t exactly help keep warmth…’’
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Re: The Town of Shallow Brook

Post by Rika on Sat Sep 17, 2016 7:49 pm

Understanding was indeed an odd topic here. Not so much understanding what was happening, but rather understanding how to communicate when one had somewhat similar yet vastly different personalities and thinking styles together. It was the common struggle of humans and one Jezzie didn’t take too seriously most of the time. He could play off things easily and typically had a card to wiggle himself out of things when they became a bit complicated. He had rules he could climb on easily enough or break, yet know how to handle the consequences that followed; however, here the rules he used to play no longer applied leaving the creature on a rather unforgiving field. He was at first very skeptical of surviving without this without much trouble.

He was half right to be concerned, but thankfully despite the clashing and head scratching this event had brought upon them, things had unfolded surprisingly well considering the beginning almost made it seem as if this would fall apart. Whether it was luck or something else playing here was a questionable matter, but Jezzie could safely say it was not his skills that had somehow got them through this. To be honest he wasn’t quite sure what had happened to make the this turn into a tumble down a grassy hill rather than a painful ride down a slope of sharp rocks, but whatever it was he was quite pleased with outcome in the end. He was still confused as hell when dealing with this one yes, but he suppose that happened because he was actually trying to get to know the guy for real.

It was ironic how shit hits the fan when you actually put forth effort to figure out something that caught your interest. Maybe curiosity real does kill cats...or if not left them quite injured if they survived? Huh. He wondered if the surviving cat became better for it. Mysteries and not on topic at all. Why his brain going there? He kind of needed to focus on the little issue in the present, yes?

Geez. This guy. It was frustratingly amusing dealing with him. How was that even a thing, Jezzie didn’t even know or bother to question at this point as he saw the look and heard the response back. Oh boy...what a response.

“Well uh...no. No, we are not killing each other. Though we have no idea how killing and what we were referring to has anything to do with each other,” he would say as he shook his head with a confused frown. How did this one come to killing again? Was his mind translating this a bit too literally? Maybe, but a lack of sleep does that sometimes. Regardless of the slight lapse in logic for a moment, he did seem to get back on track as he looked back up at the other. “Maybe to you this is not really so bad, but for a moment there we weren’t quite sure if we weren’t going bite each other’s head off. Still unsure if you want an honest opinion. And maybe fields don’t matter in the end. I dunno. Won’t know unless the field was changed and it could be tested.”

An honest statement there. He couldn’t guess or even see how things would be different due to this one being already too many question marks to plot those sort of things. See, people usually fell into a box. Not perfectly, but rather there were traits and patterns that kind of helped guided what may or may not happen. Wasn’t always right, but at least one could plan for this or that reaction depending on how one read the person and which box they fell into. One could feel out what was maybe better or worse for the situation and change the field, but with this guy? Nope. Jezzie would have an easier time sculpting an elephant in the dark than trying to figure out the best approach here. He had never run into anyone quite as hard to gauge or so vastly different from the norm before. He had nothing to prepare him for this and so, he had to rely on trial and error..and prayers. Lots of prayers for peaceful endings. The last part might seem dumb or Illogical, but it helped him keep most of his sanity in whatever this was he was currently in the middle of, so he went with it for now… because in the state his mind was in right now, this was perfect logic to him….Yeah. Fun times. On the bright side, he was at least following all this in some odd fashion or another despite his breaking logic, so yay?

He would blink sleepily at the next bit as he gave a small snort and a weak grin. He wasn’t being disrespectful, his mind had just settled into a bit of sleep stupor making him a bit less careful of actions at this point. It wasn’t harmful...as long as the other didn’t take offense to the not so neat presentation that was starting to unfold.

“True, true, but I don’t aim too high when faced with certain facts. I mean...we could probably worked this out with time and effort, but I don’t expect us to just be smooth as butter here either. If that initial start is a sign, it could be kind of rough. Itsnot samuch pessimism as simply looking at the board logically and not hopping on some hype train to Rainbow City or what not.”


Some sleep slurring and not exactly completely sense there, but the other was just gonna have to deal with for the moment. At least he wasn’t missing the point entirely right? He did get the message. Understood one couldn’t make a call from this one encounter. Things could end up better and worse depending on what happened. So who knew? Maybe things could be better in the long run. Though right now things would remain on at this odd uncertain stage. He wasn't sure if he delivered that clearly or not. Hopefully the mishaps didn't mess it up too badly.

“Hm?” Jezzie would tilt his head at first, but decided to wait to let the other finish what he had to say before actually making a move to speak to what was heard. Besides he needed the moment to slap himself awake more and actually get thinking. Good thing he did cause the second part was a debatable matter. Emotions were a bit of a problem considering he used many to express himself and one of the key things was learning to read which ones actually applied to what if wanted to understand him better. He was a complex creature and as such sometimes used emotions to mask various things….and in turn, this would actually land the other party in a heap of trouble when they took them at face value alone. It was a bit of a struggle point for sure if the guy wanted to actually get to know him, but for now Jezabella didn't lay this aspect that on him as he instead did his best to simply try and stay on topic rather than let his mind run away too badly.

When the other finished speaking, he would shift his weight to the right as he tapped his lip a bit in thought with a well maintained black nail. “Well that makes things a bit clearer…” Though he still had no clue what to do as far as making the issue easier on them. If one was open and the other was closed, how could they figure out common ground or some form of compromise or something to work with? It all became more complicated that way, but then again…. he supposed that detail would have to be worked out along the way. So maybe it was best not to linger on that too much.

Speaking of thinking, the other comment was something he didn’t have much to add onto as he heard the words. “Yeah...that is true. Guess more work than talk needs to be done there.” And that was it. Honestly what else was there to add to that? The matter seemed pretty clear there, so maybe this small progress was a good thing. Well at least the progress seemed to get better. Look Jezzie was actually still on the same page! Well maybe…

“Not a good gauge, huh?” he would say his voice kind of fading a bit as his mind drifted a bit here and there. Though shaking himself mentally, he would refocus again.  “Well...like you can still try and give me a warning or something when it bothers ya can’t ya? I mean how else am I gonna know if I am smothering ya if you don’t do or say anything?” he would ask seeming to try and clarify a bit what he was asking earlier... Though maybe that was leading himself into a different sort of hole...He honestly wasn’t sure at this at this point. He was surprised he could still form sentences let alone keep alert.

As for what happened next the blond would actually mimic an action he done a while back as he turned away slightly with a small smile on his face as he rubbed his arm a bit; however, this time around he would actually speak rather than dismiss it. When he spoke his words were soft and gentle.



”Mmm. You're just amusing at times is all. One minute you are one thing and the next you are something else. You’re entertaining, but take that as you will."

He wasn’t trying to be sweet or win points with this. No this behavior was just the result of being fully mellow and content for the moment. A state of perfect peace with everything that had come thanks to the way things somehow come to a calm point. It seemed the calm would last for now as the topic shifted.

“No you are not, but at least I know a little bit more of what to expect from you provided you don’t do a 180 and change all of sudden.” He would give the other an actual smile at this, showing he wasn’t poking fun at him or his behavior. Regardless of this, the blonde would become more serious at the last part. “Hehe. Yeah. I am sure that is uncomfortable. Perhaps here is a good time to part ways,” he would turn slightly to look back the way he had come as he continued. “I have a good trek back and I highly doubt we will get anywhere if we are both uncomfortable, moody, or less than coherent in the situation,” he would state honestly. Yeah, while they could stay and chat it out it was probably best to pick this up later. He didn’t exactly want the other to freeze and to be honest he didn’t know how much longer he can maintain making sense as sleep poked him here and there. On top of that, he still had to walk back home….and get there before collapsing if he didn’t want mother to cause a scene about him missing. Even so, his eyes would return to the other as his nature remained friendly enough despite the sleepiness there.

“Maybe if you plan to hang around the lake area for some time we can meet again and chat. Or if not maybe at school or something. Maybe we can continue where we left off if you want.”

An invite? How peculiar and rare, but a sign he wasn’t giving up on this yet despite the situation. Still it was up to the other to accept or not. This was a two way street after all. Nothing could be done if they couldn’t meet half way.
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Re: The Town of Shallow Brook

Post by Sharaku on Sun Sep 18, 2016 4:48 pm

Well, so much for that. He didn’t think his comparison was all that difficult to follow, but apparently he was wrong to assume that. How sad. Though, he would just give a faint sigh in the end, deciding that it wasn’t worth his time to attempt figuring this out. ‘’You were referring to our exchange as explosive. That makes is sound like we are trying to war with each other or such. Thus the comparison to killing. That is all.’’ It was actually pretty simply. All he had done was bring up a more severe type of confrontation, comparing it to their current one to show he saw very little need to see it as dangerous or truly problematic. No one was getting really hurt or anything like that, and while differences could make it a bumpier ride, what else would one expect out of life anyway? Nothing is bound to go completely smoothly. He kind of saw this as normal in a sense, although that opinion may also be slightly influenced by the fact that this came up pretty often for him, making him quite used to it and much less ruffled when it happened once again.

He would blink, actually giving a faint shrug. ‘’More like you’d be trying to bite off mine. I’m not trying to make this into a confrontation in any way or form, and the only way I’d attack you for real would be if you forced me to defend against you actively.’’ He was instead unsure as to why exactly was the guy viewing it that way. Did he even look like he was eager to bite? Sure, maybe his speaking style could sound rough, but he would like to think there’s a difference between a bit of bluntness and actually being sort of angry and wanting to purposefully inflict harm. Which he wasn’t at all. The slight bit of grumpiness that he may have been displaying had a source which was completely unrelated to the blonde to begin with. He honestly wasn’t feeling the best this night, for a few reasons, which wasn’t something he would openly announce to the other however. Unless the guy would actually ask and pry a bit, but guess someone was too busy assuming they were the center of attention here and the cause behind all behaviors displayed. ‘’And I’m not really getting what are you hinting at. I doubt I would suddenly speak differently just because the subject changed. At the very least, not if you just decided to flip it randomly right now. That just strikes me as a possible derail. What exactly do you find worth testing there?’’ The way he saw it, the outcome would be pretty much the same. It’s not like he changed his way as simply as that. Maybe it would be kind of different if the whole circumstance and whatnot was different, but that would require a much larger change than something that can be done here and now.

Thankfully to the other, at this moment he was beyond caring about little unnecessary details, so he wouldn’t react to the snorting and whatnot. Maybe if he were more alert and engaged in it all, he would at least question it, but for now it took enough effort to even properly concentrate on the conversation alone. Despite that though, he did actually have a slightly discontent expression on his face for a moment there. Which was more so related to the words spoken, however. Okay. It was true that he was willing to work things out and all that, provided that it was possible to cooperate with the other party properly. On the other hand, being constantly reminded how the other finds it rough and so on, basically actively weighing him down with the fact that there was some friction or dislike of the situation there, even if only on a subconscious level, didn’t really make him too eager to feel relaxed about it. You know, it can be kind of hard to get a good level of understanding going when someone’s sort of negative opinion is pressuring you in the background. Perhaps it was weird to view it that way, but he couldn’t really help himself. He simply worked better when he could feel someone was actually genuinely at ease around him and he didn’t have to always wonder whether the person isn’t secretly steaming and grumbling on the inside while they put on the face of trying to accommodate and seeing if things will go somewhere eventually. If he were to go out of his way to truly care about someone else's opinion, the idea of being hit in the face with some hidden resentment sooner or later was a rather unpleasant one to consider. He usually had a natural tendency to avoid going too far when it looked like such could happen down the line, for he did not enjoy dealing with emotional pain head on, unless it was truly for a good cause.

‘’If you say so…’’

He did his best not to sound too dejected, but either way, it would seem that he didn’t really have much else to comment towards it. Perhaps he simply did not wish to discuss the complex matter in more depth just yet. While he could dig pretty deeply into some matters, there were also those where he wasn’t inclined to do it so casually.

When the whole discussion about feeling and then the rules of conversation passed by, he would remain silent after hearing the final comments from the other. There was nothing more he felt the need to say, and he hadn’t been given any prompting to continue either. Besides, it was probably already obvious that he had next to no issue with just going quiet at times and simply not bothering to inject something random into a talk. He was not one to entertain useless small talk about nothing only so that he could keep his mouth moving. It made no sense to him. If there is nothing actually meaningful to say, then just don’t talk. Silence is golden after all.

‘’….I’m pretty sure you’d be able to tell if that happens. I don’t think I will need to literally spell it out to you at that point.’’ Yes, maybe he wasn’t very expressive at base, but that didn’t mean he would just stand there and look like he was happily chilling if someone was creeping him out with too many feels. He wasn’t literally immune to showing his current state of mind, just harder to read than your typical person, that’s all. Well, unless the guy was trying to imply that he was blind when it came to noticing others being uncomfortable, which could be a problem. But for now, he hoped he did not have to think up preparations for such a path as well.

‘’………?’’

What exactly was the meaning of that?

‘’….isn’t..that a given? People have several sides, just like a dice does. Of course I wouldn’t always be the same…’’

He wasn’t some piece of rock after all. At least, he didn’t think he was. And maybe he just wasn’t able to make proper sense anymore, or he had a vastly different understanding of the subject right now. Whichever. He didn’t actually care too much at the moment. ‘’I cannot say. But if you’re relying on me never changing, then maybe you should be more careful. After all, people are three-dimensional. It’s not entirely impossible for someone to temporarily pull a 180 in some situations.’’ While there was always the same base, he couldn’t claim he always did things others could easily expect. It would take someone who already knew him extremely well for something like that.

‘’Not really…I completely forgot about it until you reminded me.’’, he would shake his head a little. It didn’t surprise him though. He could get a bit disconnected from actual reality at times, mainly when he was busy putting his mind to work instead. In a way, it was good as it allowed him to partially ignore little annoyances like the cold. On the other hand, not paying it mind could also be dangerous at times. Ah well. ‘’Very well then. I don’t plan on holding you here. I’m probably going to stay, but you’re free to go.’’ Well, he didn’t have any specific place to go to, so maybe it would just be a better idea to hang around here for now. He wasn’t about to go sleep either, as despite his lower energy levels, he was still wide awake in a sense. He just couldn’t sleep right now, and he knew trying would yield no results….

‘’Hm? Well, maybe. I will be around for a while longer I suppose. Not sure if you want to just rely on chance meetings or actually plan something though.’’

If it were the former, it may still not even happen, despite both of them being in the same area. But he would leave the choice on the other in this case…
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Re: The Town of Shallow Brook

Post by Rika on Mon Sep 19, 2016 12:26 am

Jezabella would give the other sleepy gaze as he sighed and explained the meaning of his words a bit more. To what was said the blonde would give the other a sheepish grin as he scratched the side of his cheek.

“You know...I got the meaning a second after saying that. I am not my sharpest all the time, but if you give me a second or two you’ll find just because I question something, I don’t exactly wanna answer back. Sometimes I question things out loud to process them a bit. See if I can get the point on my own before asking directly what you’re talking about if I clearly don’t get it ya know? Just food for thought.”
It was not a statement to cause arguments. More like it was a small fact. He honestly just had a derp moment rather than missed the point entirely. Even so he wasn’t snapping the other up about it, so that was a plus in the long run...unless of course the other translated that all wrong. He didn’t think his delivery was hostile despite the serious tone, so who knew? He was too tired to overthink or worry about it at this point, so he just let what came come.

“Huh…” the blonde would give the other a thoughtful look for a moment and then blinking, he would continue. "It depends on what you defines as an actual bite in most cases. Most of the time I give minor nips here and there if you handle it right. Even so, you came of pretty grumpy earlier so I didn’t know what would happen. Though on that note….what was that about anyway?” And this is probably the part where he screwed up, but hey the guy was calmish now so why not ask? Honestly who could actually blame the blonde for thinking maybe he was the cause of some agitation though? The guy didn’t seem very friendly when first approached and while it was true other factors could come into play here that was not the first thing to cross the blonde's mind in this case. Regardless of that, that hurdle seemed to be hopped over, so he allowed himself to be a bit bold and ask the question. I mean what was the worse that could happen from that? The guy blowing up? Maybe if he had stepped on a landmine there, but honestly he wasn’t too worried about that. The guy didn’t appear to be the sort to blow up just because and if he didn’t wish to share, then the guy would probably close him off just like he had when he had poked into a personal matter at the library. Eh. It was out there now, so he’d just see what would happen from there.

As for what happened after that the blonde would be quiet for a moment as he used both hands to brush back his bangs as he thought a bit. That was not exactly what he meant...Though he wondered if he could explain it. Welp here goes a try.

“Well...a field isn’t actually a subject, but rather a way of approach. Right now we are playing on a rough and tumbled field. There is no real common ground and so you play by ear and just take the blows as they come,” he would pause as he kept his hands in his hair a moment longer and looked up at the sky with a frown as he thought. “From what I understand from observing family and some others interact, the ones that seem to get along have a common ground or field to play on. Or if they don’t then one party typically shifts to try and accommodate the other so no blow ups happens. Or rather nothing major. So trying to find common ground with you seemed like the best way to try and make this go a bit smoother. I tried, but apparently failed. Or maybe it ended up this way because I was going to get the same results with or without common ground. I don’t expect the way you deliver to change, but we do wonder if we we did have a common ground if the field would be less bumpy to play in. Thus the testing to see if there would be a change…” Though probably not. If the guy was blunt and remained that way no matter which you approached him then maybe having common ground didn’t matter in the end. What was one to do then? Keep trying? Maybe. Or maybe just go another path. Who knew?

Regardless of how that went, he would let his hands drop back to his side as the conversation would soon shifted to other matters as sleep stupor kicked in a bit causing delivery to be a bit sloppy on Jezzie's end, but in the end the words were still delivered clear enough it seemed.

To the look given and the short answer that followed, Jezabella would actually pause and blink a bit as he looked the other up and down. He didn’t think he had said anything wrong with what he had said. He was just stating how he felt about the facts right up front and unfortunately he really wasn’t the super optimistic type. He couldn’t play the role very well and when working with something difficult, he did give a bit of push back making it a challenge to work with him if one took the negativity the wrong way. It wasn’t that he was giving up on the matter, but rather he was skeptical of it working until proven wrong. Perhaps it was the way he was brought up that caused this, but he had learned a while back not to get too hopeful about things that could later be snatched from underneath you and in turn hurt pretty bad when you fell. Even so, he didn’t ignore the matter before him. He could tell that something bothered the other and so rather than beat around the bush he would've preferred if whatever was hidden was at least placed on the table. At least out in the open it could be addressed right? And wasn’t addressing certain items a key to understanding rather than leaving the matter in the dark and up to guessing to twist and turn?

He wanted to pry, but…

“Mmm...”

That was the only sound he let out in response to that as he looked down at the ground a bit as he shifted in his spot. Maybe some part of him understood the other didn’t want to bother with the matter just yet. He suppose if it ever came to a point for it to be addressed than it would be placed on the table, but for now the issue would remain a mystery as he let it pass for now. The conversation would continue on...or rather he would talk a bit more and the other would listen not really adding much until towards the end.

“That is good to know then,” he would state in a rather laid back tone despite how the comment made him actually feel. It wasn’t that he thought the guy was a wall or anything unable to show emotions, but this guy was hard to read, so maybe spelling it out would have to be a thing from time to time. He wasn’t asking him to hold his hand with that one. No he was going to screw up that was a given. Even so he didn’t want the guy to not say anything if he did miss the point of a given reaction. Yeah he wasn’t dumb, but he wasn’t always the greatest at getting the correct answer the first time either. That conversation aside, let’s move onto even more confusing, yes? Jezabella’s amusement.

To the words given he would keep the smile and gentle tones as he spoke.

“Yes, people are indeed different and ever changing. Even so not everyone amuses us or sticks out from a crowd,” he would say not clearing up a damn thing with his words...and maybe that was because this was something that was a personal preference rather than something based in logic. The world was ever changing and the people in it the same way; however, he did not find all humans amusing only ones that stuck out in a crowd to him like this one did, but how did one argue likes and dislikes when in the end nothing could be won of that? No in the end some things were best left untouched or disturbed. This was one of those cases. Speaking of logic there was some to be dealt with, wasn’t there?

To the words spoken Jezabella would shake his head with an amused smile as he listened to the other speak about 180s. He wondered: did Sharaku pick everything apart like that? How strange. Anyway...

“I never said I was relying on that as a rule. I ain’t stupid and I know things are not static. No need to worry there,” he would say his left eye going into a small wink. An action that could be deemed as playful, but in this situation was actually a way of saying with out words he understood the message loud and clear. No reason to make a fuss over it right?

“Is that so?” Jezabella would say with small chuckle and expression that clearly stated he was unsure if he should be amused or worried about that. On one hand that was pretty amazing the guy could completely zone the weather out like that, but on the other wasn’t that also dangerous? Too much focus on one thing could make one neglect the important details of another matter, right? Jezzie knew he couldn’t do this sort of blocking out for sure. Even though he didn’t react much, he did notice the pinch of cold on his finger tips or his how his legs began to cramp up a bit from standing a while and the cold. The signals were there for a reason, so it was a bit baffling meeting someone who could completely ignore said signals. How very odd indeed.

That matter aside though, it was time for good byes...well maybe.

To his words, the creature would tilt his head a bit. There was a small distraction from the here that halted that plan a bit.

“Probably stay? I know you spoke of bad luck and clothing issues earlier, but that didn’t extend to a place to stay to….did it?”

Okay a bit of a bold pry, but he had to know. Did the guy actually have no place to go? And if so, then did he plan to just sleep outside in this chill?...and on that note where was his other clothing from earlier? This was becoming more peculiar by the second and while it was not really his business he couldn’t help, but feel curious as to how the guy ended up in a situation like this to begin with. Now would an answer change the things much? It was hard to say, but he did linger a bit longer so who knew what the blonde was thinking at the moment.

That complication aside, the next thing was a bit simpler to address.

“Mmm. I like to plan rather than rely on chance to bring us together again. I highly doubt she’ll play nicely forever.” A small smirk was given there, but it would quickly vanish as he thought a bit. “Though I didn’t think to bring my phone with me, even so my mind isn't gone yet, so did you have anything in mind you wanted to do?...Or did you want to try for meeting somewhere and just winging it from there?”

Heh. It seemed like the blonde was serious about this whole ordeal after all. Why else would he plan meetings to ensure the next chance wasn’t missed due to randomness?
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Re: The Town of Shallow Brook

Post by Sharaku on Wed Sep 21, 2016 3:49 pm

Okay, now what? It wasn’t that Sharaku minded requests, but he would at least prefer them to be reasonable, you know? He just didn’t see why exactly did the guy have a problem. You see, if you do not want any kind of answer, then hold your tongue and do not ask the question. If it is unnecessary, what is the point of asking it out loud? That only begs for someone to go ahead and answer. Besides, no offense, but he found the proposed idea kind of lame. Was he supposed to just be silent and stare awkwardly every time the guy voiced some question...because, what if it is one that doesn’t seek an answer? Which is neat, until there is actually a need for an answer and you end up looking like an idiot if you just stare and wait. He did not exactly pride himself on appearing dumb and waiting for the other to confirm a question a second time just so he could know he should actually say something.

He would proceed to just rub the bridge of his nose momentarily as he took a second to decide how to phrase his response. ‘’Well, I am sorry, but I don’t quite see that as very reasonable. It’s only natural to assume someone is seeking an answer if they go ahead and ask aloud. I don’t think I should be the one to mind myself in such a situation, as it’s only logical that if one doesn’t want any kind of answer, they will simply not voice out a question that the other person can hear. The moment you do, the person you are having a conversation with is at the very least going to think that they should probably say something if they can do so. Besides, what are you even asking me to do? Always pause and just give you awkward looks because what if you are just talking to yourself? I can’t tell who is an inquiry aimed at just like that, which would mean I’d always make myself look like an idiot, waiting for you to clarify whether you want a response or not.’’ Sure, maybe there could be small differences in intonation or volume of voice that could be picked out, but really, is that something you can expect people to be able to recognize easily and all that? It wasn’t natural for him to scan all that was said just to make guesses like this one. If it was an obvious thing, he would give it a thought, but not every subtle hint. Ah well…

He would raise an eyebrow briefly when the other gave a small explanation and questioned his apparent grumpiness. After a moment though, he would just shrug weakly. The guy didn’t actually voice it that way exactly, but this was something he understood well enough. It was typical of people to think that when he looked to be in a bad mood, it automatically had something to do with them. And even if not, they would still be afraid that he would take it out on them anyway. Perhaps it was a result of the fact that he could very easily give the vibe that he would happily snap his teeth at someone’s neck. Which wasn’t necessarily true. He could certainly be ruthless when given a good reason, but if all that was apparent…was him being kind of grumpy in general? It was unlikely he would move forward to truly harm, unless the other party would decide to purposefully nag and provoke him further despite seeing his already lower mood. ‘’I’m just not in the best mood tonight, after what all happened during the day. Nor do I feel too great, and I can’t sleep either.’’ It was kind of just a result of several different circumstances meeting together. To be honest though, even in the face of that, he wasn’t all that antagonistic. He didn’t literally snap on the guy or anything like that. All that happened was him having a bit of a negative vibe, maybe.

‘’Is that something that can even be figured out as fast as this? We hardly know each other, so how could we even know a workable common ground yet? Though, I suppose you have a point. To an extent. I don’t believe it’s only about that. If the only way you can get along with someone is by finding a common ground, what does it say about the relationship? That it wouldn’t really work otherwise, and it’s probably not a person to hang around too much. That, or the lack of wanting to venture out of your comfortable common zone could indicate you aren’t all that interested in truly knowing them for who they are regardless of grounds.’’ He would give his two cents to that, if nothing else. It isn’t that he disagreed entirely. It can be helpful, but it’s either only a momentary solution, or something to apply when you want to get done as fast as possible and don’t expect to meet said person anymore, or only rarely. In a way, he was also gauging the guy’s intentions, perhaps. Since a response would clarify some more. Did the blonde only want a quick getaway now, or something else?

When receiving the slight pause and looks, he would simply tilt his head. He kind of expected to get at least some follow up questions or such, but in the end that did not happen. Slightly surprising, but at least it saved him the effort of trying to wiggle his way out of this one, thus he wouldn’t complain. It was better to not dig into that right away. It wasn’t something he would casually discuss, and he certainly didn’t know this guy well yet. In any case, what would it change? He did prefer people with a different outlook, yes, but there’s no point in telling someone to change their views because they weren’t well received, is there? The blonde would have no obligation to shift into a different way of thinking at his request. Thus it was only a matter of the difference between how the two of them felt about such, which could easily be brought up later in case it happened to become truly relevant in time.

The exchange would conclude in silence again, just like the few that happened afterwards, and he wouldn’t really speak up once again until the topic of amusement and all came up. He would only give a brief odd look, and a slightly mysterious comment. ‘’Sometimes I wish I didn’t.’’ It wasn’t really too hard to guess what he was referring to, but in any case, he did not make a move to extend that statement right now. ‘’Let’s hope there won’t be a reason to worry.’’ Though maybe he was just jinxing it at this point. He didn’t exactly worry too much, but knowing how interactions tended to go, he wasn’t sure whether it was smart to not worry at all.

He would blink. ‘’Well, yes?’’ Perhaps it was indeed odd, but he could at times block out real world stuff completely. Whether it was a good thing or not. It’s the price you pay for being in your head and focusing on your thought too often. He could switch focus if he really wanted to though.

Shaking his head lightly, he would give the guy a mildly open-ended answer to the following inquiry. ‘’Yes and no. My way of staying out here is slightly atypical. Though, it benefits me to stay around this place longer anyway. If I want to buy a new shirt or such in the morning, I do need a place with shops. The town should work well enough. Besides, I cannot sleep right now, so it matters not where I stay the night.’’ Here was probably the best option. If he left, he would just need to come back for shopping anyway

He would give a low hum at the planning issues. ‘’It’s too early for us to agree on an activity we’d both like just yet, so I’d go with the latter. I can’t guarantee you anything specific right now, but if you come hang around the local lake tomorrow, we’ll probably meet sooner or later.’’ He would definitely come around to that place during the day, or even close by as well. It was technically the best bet, as this was last minute planning already, and it would be scratchy to try and fit in an exact time at this point.
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Re: The Town of Shallow Brook

Post by Rika on Fri Sep 23, 2016 10:27 pm

To think Jezabella had a problem with the answer given, that his comment meant: “Oh don’t you dare say a thing to what I say”... That would be the kind of thinking that would quickly find itself in quite a bind when it came to Jezabella. It was true. He did not always hold his tongue and quite frankly the sleepier he got the more he would think out loud at certain points. It was an odd habit of his that perhaps he should learn to reel in a bit, but for now that did not matter as he closed his left eye shut a bit and rubbed at it sleepily.

“Eh. That is true. People do ask questions and typically seek answers, but sometimes comments are simply that comments or slip ups in the mind if you want to get really technical in cases like mine. Regardless, I see your point; however, I wasn’t requesting anything out of ya that time,” he would say before dropping his hand to his side once more and tilting his head towards the other, his expression sleepy, but focused...for now. “I don’t mind explanations or chats about whatever is said, but that honestly sounded like a bit of over explaining the matter. It might of not been the case and maybe at this point my mind is translating things all wrong. Even so, my statement still stands. At least take in consideration I don’t always follow the rolls of “think to yourself.”

Heh. That might not go over smoothly or make any sense depending on how the other’s mind worked. However, Jezabella just didn’t make logical sense sometimes and no matter how much one tried to place him a box or tried to place logic on him, the more one got to know him the more one found he was anything, but boxable or easy to pin down with logic. Sure one could reason with him with logic here and there, but some things in his make up just didn't respond to that sort of tatic. Maybe one could change the bad habits over time, but as it stood now, this guy would simply have to deal with the confusing creature. He supposed in time, the guy could learn the cues or he could teach him in a way, but at the same time he wondered if this would cause the guy to give up on trying any longer. He could be pretty infuriating to deal with depending on one’s tolerance for a rather disorienting creature such as himself, so who knew how this would pan out.

Regardless of how that went or how it was translated, things would move on. To the actions and words spoken, Jezabella would give the other a calm look for a moment as it debated about something for a bit before actually speaking.

“I guess you weren’t lying when you said luck wasn’t on your side today,” Jezzie would begin with a small smile and a shake of his head before continuing. “Well, we hope you get better then on both ends.” Yeah….he wanted to pry a more bit, but perhaps this wasn’t the best one to try that with. He didn’t know why, but something told him even if he did pry a bit the other would probably shut him down or not tell much. The man seemed to be a private type and not one that would be interested in chatting about problems to a stranger. Not that Jezzie could blame him, but even so sometimes expressing things made one feel better. Even so maybe that method was not the best for this one. So for now, he’d just leave it at that... no matter how tempting it was to pry. Moving onto something else now…

Oho?

“Hmph….” The blonde would begin to play with the longer pieces of his bangs to the left side of his face as he thought. “... I suppose the ones I’ve observed are simply temporary and fake to make things more...convenient for the other party then, yes? Kind of like putting on your best dress to impress? Though until you brought that aspect up, I never saw it that way before. I just saw finding common ground as a way of communicating and getting along with others. It never crossed my mind beforehand that there were different levels of  common grounds. Hmmm….” He’d trail off after that as he pondered what was said a bit longer. It looked like he still had some layers of life to discover. While it was true he was brought up viewing the world a certain way until challenged like that time in the library or now, he only considered the other layers here and there. Not enough to actually learn or change from his current ways, but then again maybe that was because up until now he didn’t actually have someone seriously challenge his way of thinking. Accepting was nice and all. He appreciated it from the bottom of his heart, but in those cases he was never questioned or things weren’t phrased in a fashion that got him thinking and reflecting on things as much as this guy had gotten him to do.

Was he being gullible and falling for traps? No. He did not believe that was the case. Even so the other’s way of thinking was intriguing...and while a bit hard to swallow here and there for reasons he could not exactly state, the creature had decided to stay and see the conversation out rather than turning to run….and even knowing that the conversation wouldn’t end tonight. He was actually hoping for another encounter to learn more. Was he a glutton for pain and headaches? Maybe, but he couldn’t exactly ignore the attraction to the guy’s style either. Strange as it was, the creature decided not to question his gut too much. No he would let this one just flow and shift as it would. Who knew maybe something good would come out of it in the end...

Odd thoughts aside, the fact that he was actually still around contemplating this matter and not making some excuse or what not to get away showed that while his intentions weren’t clear, he wasn’t trying to make this encounter false. He was actually grappling with the matter before him and trying to understand it...even if his expression made it looked like he was becoming more and more lost. Good job for thinking too much when your brain was clearly done for the day. Ah well. He supposed he’d figure it out when he is more awake.

What followed next was an odd exchange of mostly silence as the pair came upon a subject matter they did not seem to be quite aligned with. As Jezzabella saw the head tilt, his eyes narrowed slightly at the other. It wasn’t a hostile way, but rather the light narrowing of trying to figure out what that head tilt meant. He would ponder it a bit and then taking a slightly bolder step he would say ask one thing: “Sup?”

It was spoken in a calm fashion that did not carry the friendly air of a "how are you?", but rather it carried the serious air of a pry as to what the other was thinking. He wasn’t trying to open a can of worms with this one, but at the same time beating around the bush when there was something bothersome about did not go over to well internally for the blonde. Sure he let it pass the first round, but for a head tilt due to his silence? It was almost like an invite in his eyes to do exactly that - pry a bit. Even so his pry was light in its delivery, so the other could go as far or go nowhere as far answers went. Jezzie left it up to him.

Following that came the silence that came after a series of short answers. Things wouldn’t exactly pick up until the matter of amusement came up which managed to get the tired creature to smile a bit as the exchange went on. “Is it really so bad?” he would ask in turn, his tones as laid back as he moved his hands and placed them behind his head.

The move caused his black shirt to shift a bit revealing a bit of his flat belly and a small hint of the what appeared to be a tattoo along his left side. However upon a closer look one would notice the marking was flesh tone, so a scar it was. However what the pattern created was and how he got it would remain a mystery for now as the blonde remained in this relaxed position for the moment. Even with the next comment, he would remain pretty relaxed as he shook his head a bit. He could’ve gone off the handle with that one, but he didn’t exactly want to as he remained surprisingly mellow as he kept an amused eye on the guy. He honestly couldn’t say what there was to worry about or not worry about at this point and while he could wish for smooth sailing for the future, he knew any extended period of time with another was not going to grant that wish. It made him both curious and a bit nervous about what would occur in the future, but it did not stop him from wanting to move forward in the waters just to see where he’d end up either.

Speaking of uncertainties, the man before him sure had an odd trait that made him a bit uncertain how to react. The whole blocking out thing while kind of neat, it was a bit bothersome at the same time. Honestly he was curious if that would put the guy in a bit of a pickle if things were worse... or did his focus shift depending on situation? And that response.  A question? That was peculiar causing the blonde to raise his eyebrows a bit.

“So like...do you do that often or does the whole block out thing occur in certain situations?”

He couldn’t help, but to ask at this points the trait a bit too odd for his mind to just swallow and let go that easily, so he pried a bit to get clarity to this curiosity. Though one had to wonder how much clarity would the other give? Was that response earlier actually caused because the man himself was uncertain about this too? The mysteries….

...That apparently kept growing as time went on. Well kept eyebrows would furrow a bit at the response given as the creature gave the other one a small frown. That kind of didn’t answer anything. He didn’t get a confirmation if the other had a place to stay or not though the reasoning behind the other staying was brought to light….Even so….

He didn’t exactly like the idea of the guy wandering around in this weather half naked, but at the same time, he couldn’t exactly take him home either for reasons beyond the walk. Besides the other didn’t seem like one to be swayed from his path so easily and being strangers the chances of convincing him to do something different was probably out the window. Welp...

“Well...I suppose if that is what you wanna do, I guess I won’t stop you,” Jezabella said after a while as his frown relaxed back into a neutral expression. There was honestly nothing more he could do with that at this point. His question had been answered technically, so best leave it that lest some unnecessary snag came up.

As for the planning issue when he heard what was given, the young man would fold one arm across his belly as his free hand went to his chin.

“The lake huh? We can make it for sure, but is there a specific time we should be there or…?”

Yeah he would ask for the details. Yes planning a spot is nice, but timing was part of that too unless the other was saying just be there at random..and honestly that would not due. Yes, he could just spend his day at the lake, but that was the issue right there. The length of time spent. It was one thing to waste his time in his own way, but wasting it to wait for someone to show up whenever…? He wasn’t sure if he had tolerance for that. Even so, a bit of fine tuning was needed here and if no...then he guess he’d have to play it all by ear after all.
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Re: The Town of Shallow Brook

Post by Sharaku on Sat Sep 24, 2016 1:51 pm

That didn’t really change the point, did it? How was this any different? How else does one take something like that in consideration, without somehow acting on it? If he did not make those pauses like a fool, then what else could serve as consideration? He didn’t really understand what was the blonde trying to get at. Just simply knowing the fact would change nothing about it at all, giving the guy further reason to bring the issue up. He already had once after all. This didn’t strike him as a solution. So what then? Did the guy only want to complain for a bit and then let it float away...? In his mind, if someone had any sort of issue which bothered them enough to warrant being spoken about, then they should be seeking a viable solution to it. The point of bringing it up in the air and leaving it as a cloud floating over everyone’s heads was kind of lost on him in most cases.


‘’Then what is it that you’re trying to accomplish by sort of complaining about it? I don’t understand the point of this. If you do not want me to always pause and wait, how else am I supposed to take this in consideration? I would just end up accidentally answering unintentional questions again, which would bring us back to the starting point repeatedly. Me simply knowing this fact about you will not really change anything. I just don’t get it. Are you bringing this up just so you can mention it, or are you trying to actually solve something here?’’

If it was the former…well, what was he supposed to say to it? Nod and smile? Because all that came to his mind when someone complained about something that has been done…was to either explain why it happened that way, or try to solve the problem. How do you even just chit-chat about it? It’s not like he didn’t know people could comment just for the sake of commenting. But, what was he meant to do now that the guy saw the subject as something to push forward more?

‘’That said…I haven’t even said a lot back there. How is that over explaining? At any rate, I think that is about the perception of the matter. I can’t really know what you would consider as too much and what you wouldn’t before I speak up.’’

He couldn’t automatically mind himself when he didn’t even know what standard was he supposed to be conforming to in the first place. No offense there, but the blonde would find himself not getting anywhere if he was going to seek some sort of psychic awareness without having any concrete knowledge of the matter beforehand. Sure, he could read people somewhat, but he certainly couldn’t be expected to straight up know what he shouldn’t say and how not to explain himself so that he could avoid triggering a string of complaints of any kind on his person. Besides…if he really wanted to…couldn’t he too complain about the blonde going all that length to over explain his commentary preferences to him as if he didn’t really know what it means to make a simple comment…for basically no reason since there is no solution in sight anyway?

When the other offered him good wishes, he would simply fold his arms across his stomach as he blinked at the guy. ‘’In a sense. It’s not the worst it could be. If I was doing extremely bad, I would have sent you to hell long ago. I’m not the most outgoing person even normally, and my tolerance for random small talk gets lower alongside my mood.’’ He could certainly get much less tolerant when he wasn’t doing great, so Jezz here was actually pretty lucky. Since despite the fact that he was not so good tonight, he was still willing to have a discussion, as much as it could get a little scratchy here and there. Or maybe he wasn’t as bad at it as he thought about himself, but that was a tough guess.

Shrugging slightly, he would give the guy a faint smile. ‘’I can’t deny it is one of the ways. But unless you are looking only for an occasional acquaintance, then it’s a shallow way to go. Common ground is not going to cover an entire relationship in depth even if it may work as a good starting strategy. For if you always had to steer yourself into common ground to communicate with someone, you would almost never get to truly be yourself around them.’’ Perhaps it could pass at the beginning stages, to give a helping push. Yet, how do you determine the right ground that early? And by the time you know enough to pick the safe one, you might as well want to move outside of it already, assuming you want a more genuine connection with said person.

He would say nothing more though, as he simply proceeded to watch the other get lost in thinking. Or at least that’s what it appeared like. He certainly had no idea what was going through the blonde’s head. He could make guesses, but he has already been proven that the two of them processed things differently, thus he was unlikely to get it right. He wasn’t inclined to look for a confirmation either. If the guy wanted something important, he would speak up, right? That was all he could wait for right now. That, or just wait out this silence as usual.

When the guy randomly asked him what’s up, he would answer automatically. ‘’Nothing. I was only mildly surprised you did not ask follow up questions right away.’’ He didn’t feel inclined to say more, nor could he even be certain what the guy wanted to hear. Sup is quite the general question after all. Hopefully, that would be enough, for he didn’t have much interest in playing a tug-of-war like this. If nothing else, he would at least prefer to be asked directly, instead of being left flailing in the dark, trying to guess what kind of answer was the blonde seeking from him, thanks to the vague questioning.

Whenever that went, they eventually rolled down the hill to amusement, and the confirmation question would be met with Sharaku furrowing his brows a bit. Was there even a need to ask that? Considering how bumpy this particular encounter was, well, would it be hard to guess just how bad it could get sometimes? Generally speaking, at least. ‘’Sometimes.’’, he would opt to mutter simply, not really having anything better to say in that situation. Outside of that, he didn’t really seem to care much about the guy’s stretching maneuvers and all that, as odd as it was to put one’s hands there while standing. Doesn’t it get uncomfortable to have to hold them up there with no real support? Ah well, moving on past the silences…

‘’Random. I just sometimes completely zone out on the environment around when I’m too busy paying attention to my thoughts and such.’’ It wasn’t completely uncontrollable though. It’s not like he was a literal klutz or such, but when there was no immediate necessity to pay attention, he often wouldn’t. Of course, there was still a chance it would cause him trouble at times, but he had already learned to be at least a bit careful of where his mind went sometimes.

He would shake his head. ‘’If you’re being worried, there is no need to. I know what I’m doing. I can’t really explain right now anyway.’’ Okay, well he could if he really wanted to, but was the other in the state to listen to that and understand right now? That, and it wasn’t something he would just randomly tell tales of to people he only recently met. Unless he had a good reason to touch upon the topic. Regardless…he wouldn’t be staying out here if he didn’t know he would be fine, would he?

Then the planning came up, which was honestly a bit of a pain. Not because he disliked planning. It was actually useful. However, planning last minute was a bit chaotic. ‘’Around noon maybe? I can’t really give you a completely exact number. You’re inserting yourself into my day a little too late at this point, so it’s hard to accommodate properly.’’ Hopefully, that was enough for the other. He really didn’t want to shoot a specific hour and then happen to not be able to make it or such. Maybe he would actually be there earlier than needed, but he couldn’t really rely on chance that much right now.
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Post by Rika on Sat Sep 24, 2016 4:40 pm

Facepalming. That is what Jezzie felt like doing, but thankfully did not have the energy to perform the act...or the tolerance for the reaction that may occur if he did. He thought he had explained enough, but now the guy was poking what was said some more on a level he didn’t quite understand. He had made a comment about something that had irked him in the moment. Was there really any need to dive further than that? Was there a reason to have a reason just beyond a minor complaint? He honestly didn’t get this at all and as a result, the creature would give him a rather odd look as he watched him.


“....We honestly were complaining a bit. You hit a nerve by explaining something that I figured out, so it was like a light nudge not to do that anymore when I am like this. We are not trying to request you to do much else or tell you how to act cause we cannot to be frank; however, by stating a fact about myself, I’ve given you something to be a little more alert about. We do talk to ourselves and ask questions we do not want answered. The words are more like an FYI if you must have some reason as to why it was stated.”

The creature would give the other a frown not pleased at all by the constant drilling. Did this guy expect everything to be a problem and solution session? “On that note,” the creature would begin as he look up at the other moodily as amber eyes studied him. “You are asking me what I want of you, but I honestly have to ask the same thing. What is it you want me to do? Not be me and just magically shut up when thinking?” He would pause and let out a sigh to try and calm down a bit, but the moodiness remained.  “Look. I get the whole "I don’t know you" deal. We get it that loud and clear. Even so, you ain’t deaf or dumb now are ya? Surely you can pick up on things like tone, delivery, or body language yes?”

Yeah, he was annoyed, sleepy, and confused, but at the same point he honestly didn’t know what to do with this. The guy had backed him into an odd corner and he didn’t know how to maneuver out of it. Yes, his tone held a lot of snap and bite to it, but his body language while agitated wasn’t hostile. He was honestly trying to figure this out. Would it be solved in one go? No, but seriously, this could not remain one sided. Yes, he admitted he was a handful and what not, but how was anything going to move at all if the other kept drilling him, but didn’t really give any insight on how he viewed things himself? It really would be limbo if the other side didn’t shed some light on the matter. Thus the pry.  

And now that follow up…

The creature would give the other a blank look.

“We stated we didn’t see how the comment was relevant to what we were speaking of and you decided to fill in the blank. I get clarity and all, but I guess I expected you to catch onto the fact that at that time, I was not entirely there. Guess I expect people to read subtle signs and understand them and maybe some people just don’t…” His response was calm and quiet as he looked away and shook his head. Maybe he was getting to worked up over the matter and maybe sleep was placing him a position to be more of an ass than usual. He didn’t want to give the other more trouble and maybe that is why despite his natural instinct to snap and fume when he was like this, he did try to reign it in a bit. That didn’t make him that much more friendlier, but hopefully being a bit calmer would make him more tolerable to the other….

However that turned out though was left in the air as the the conversation moved on to something else. To the response given to the well wishes, Jezzie literally bit his tongue a bit to keep himself from making a comment. Send him to hell? Tch...as if this wasn’t hell enough. This guy had no idea…

Jezzie would look off to the side still moody as he gave a light nod. “Lucky me then,” he would say in a soft drained tone, a form of submission to the situation for now. He was not trying to ruffle feathers or what not by simply stating that. He was lucky if the guy could indeed be worse than this. If it had been worse? He honestly did not know how long he’d last….didn’t even want to think about that really. This was enough. In any case, at least he learned a little bit more about the guy’s behavior so that was a plus…

“....”

For the next statement, amber eyes would watch the other unblinking for a few moments as his sleepy brain took a moment to process what was being said. After a moment, he would give a slow blink as he shifted in his spot a bit as his eyes looked elsewhere. “So...common ground is only one aspect of the relationship...More pieces are needed to finish the puzzle…” he was mumbling more to himself than the other as he looked up at the sky a bit nodding slowly at first and then seeming to remember the other was there he would blink again as he leveled his eyes with him once more. “We think we understand”....a little. Yeah he would need more practice with this whole conversation/relationship thing to understand the full meaning behind this for it seemed he had missed something along the way with the few true bonds he did have, but at least for now it seemed that the explanation was good enough for the creature who had swallowed it in his own way.

The subject would pass by and soon another silence would come only being broken when the creature questioned the head tilt and in turn got a response back. To what was heard, the creature would give the other a small smile.

“I suppose I don’t always follow expectations,” he would say before the smile faded as he nodded lightly at the other. “On the other hand did you have something you wanted to say on the matter? You said you expected follow up questions. Why?” The other must’ve wanted something if he brought it up, right? Or was he just actually surprised…? Hmmm. Guess he’d let that sit on the burner for now to see what happened.

What followed next was a cool down of a sorts as responses became short to the question posed. To what he heard, Jezzie would simply nod having no need to pry any further than that. The guy was kind of putting a stop to it anyway with that sort of answer. He supposed if the other had wanted to elaborate, then he would’ve, but for now he did not, so best to leave this topic alone unless it came up again somehow.

Silences aside, Jezzie would keep his hands behind his head a moment longer not seeming to be bothered by the action or the fact that he had to hold his arms like that. He was quite use to doing this to be honest and could hold his arms like that for an extended period of time. Though he would only keep his arms like that through the silence and the next exchange. Still in his relaxed position the creature would let out an light “Ah I see,” before letting his arms drop again. “That is still pretty impressive to be able to do that,” he would finish. He could block out certain things to a degree, but to the extent this guy could? No. He couldn’t do that. Even now through this whole chat and his sleepy state, he was highly aware of the chill and their surroundings. His thoughts while loud at times were not enough to block the outside world to him. Was either way better than the other? Who knew or cared right now? All he knew was that the guy’s ability was interesting to observe. Amusement asides though….

The blonde would give the other a disapproving frown at the other’s words, but in the end submitted to whatever the guy was doing. It wasn’t like he was his mom or anything and quite frankly maybe if he was a bit more colder he wouldn’t care at all, but he wasn’t that way as he gave a small sigh and shake of his head.

“If you say so,” he would respond back offering no push back with that one. The guy was his own person, so he supposed the other would do whatever was best for him...even if it didn’t appear unwise from a different standpoint. Moving past that issue...back to planning.

“Alright. I can work with that.” was the calm response back.

He didn’t exactly like not having exact numbers to deal with nor someone seeing him as an unexpected insert into their lives. It was true that he did make an offer, but honestly if he was going to be viewed as a burden, then why bother? Then again...his mind could’ve been misinterpreting what was heard, so this round he wisely kept his mouth shut and did not snap.

In any case, once all that was settled Jezzie would turn to cover a light yawn before looking back at the other.

“Mmm. Well then. I think I’ll head back now. You take care yourself, Sharaku,” he would say as he gave the other a small smile. He would give the other a small window to respond back before turning to start his journey back home...
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