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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 16, 2010 17:39:07 GMT -8
Vergil and Toto had parted at the center of the dorms and Vergil walked into the first floor too tired to go any further at the moment. He collapsed onto a couch upon his stomach flat and dropped his bags and tome at the floor next to it in the motion, head turned towards the back of the sofa as he heaved a large sigh. Work was great but his back and legs hurt from being unused to standing for so long.
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 16, 2010 17:42:29 GMT -8
Mykel landed on the couch next to Vergil, bolt ending at the couch's arm. "Heythere Wings. How was class and/or work?" He smiled, looking up at his younger "brother".
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 16, 2010 17:48:20 GMT -8
Vergil mumbled into the couch and turned his head to face in Mykel's direction, "Mm.. effereetheeng vhas gut, mein Brüder." He had a bit of a weary undertone to his words but they weren't slurred with sleep or spoken under his breath. He brought his dangling arm up to use his hand to brush the brunette dipped blond locks from his face, "Hau abaut yu?"
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 16, 2010 17:53:34 GMT -8
"About the same, mon frere. Where's Toshie, didn't she work with you?" He asked, sitting up and lightly rubbing at Vergil's back. "You're all tense...."
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 16, 2010 18:12:26 GMT -8
Vergil purred against Mykel's hands and melted into the couch with a nuzzle to the cushion his cheek was resting upon, taking a moment to process what he was being asked, "Ja, she deed, buht ve pahrted vays aht the meedle." He raised a hand to wave to the courtyard that was at the center of the residential buildings.
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 16, 2010 18:15:16 GMT -8
Kneading into Vergil's back, Mykel smiled softly. "Dad taught me how to do this. So how is notre soeur, now that we've brought her up?"
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 16, 2010 18:18:18 GMT -8
Vergil laid limp on the couch, thankful for the attention, "Vhat doez that meen? No-.. not, vhat yu sehd." He would rather hope Mykel understood what he was asking about than do a shoddy pronunciation job.
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 16, 2010 18:22:45 GMT -8
"Notre soeur means "our sister". I meant Toshie." He laughed softly.
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 16, 2010 18:25:34 GMT -8
Vergil smiled at the thought and almost complained at the loss of hands when he sat up and stretched, "She ess do-eeng gut. There vhas ah beet ov ah meeshap vhen vorkeeng buht ett vhas ohnly ah speel."
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 16, 2010 18:48:55 GMT -8
A nod from the older. "That's good, I see you're still wearing the bracelet." He smiled, thankful his gift was appreciated.
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 16, 2010 18:53:03 GMT -8
Vergil looked down to his wrist where the mentioned bracelet sat untouched then looked up to Mykel and beamed, "I haff noht takehn ett off seence the day yu gavf ett tu me." The intercom made itself known moments later, announcing the assembly in ten minutes. He sighed and looked outside, "Du yu vant tu hehd aut?"
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 16, 2010 18:54:52 GMT -8
"We should.... wanna bolt there?" He asked, eyes bright as the bracelet on his own wrist clicked against itself with his motions.
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 16, 2010 18:56:27 GMT -8
Vergil nodded enthusiastically and went upstairs to leave his school bag, returning with the tome bouncing against his side as it hung contently.
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 16, 2010 19:00:16 GMT -8
Mykel grinned, standing and waiting for the younger. "Okay, hop on my back, and remember, eyes open~!" He laughed, readying the bolt for the two of them.
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 16, 2010 19:01:45 GMT -8
Vergil hoisted himself onto Mykel's back carefully and clung childishly to his older brother figure. He hoped they wouldn't be too late.
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