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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 9, 2010 12:24:07 GMT -8
Mykel jumped down, setting Vergil on his own feet as the bolt ended. "Amusing?"
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 9, 2010 12:24:44 GMT -8
Vergil gave a little hop when he was set upon his own feet and nodded, "Vehry! Ett vhas lyke trahveleeng uhpon vind!"
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 9, 2010 12:27:30 GMT -8
"That's why I love it. It's so free." He smiled, flailing a little happily. "And since I got my powers during a storm, water doesn't affect me."
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 9, 2010 12:30:00 GMT -8
"I vould theenk vhatur vould be a veakness buht that ess vehry.. gut? Ja, gut, fohr yu." Vergil smiled to the older boy who was obviously happy, laughing a little when he flailed.
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 9, 2010 12:31:37 GMT -8
Mykel laughed softly, flailing again to amuse Vergil. "So, you're full German, yeah?" He asked suddenly, trying to figure something out.
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 9, 2010 12:33:16 GMT -8
"Bohrn und raized ess how yu vould mohst lykely say ja, I ahm," Vergil laughed again upon seeing another flail, "Vhy du yu ahsk?"
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 9, 2010 12:35:07 GMT -8
"I'm British and Irish myself." He replied, with a softer smile now. "No real reason."
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 9, 2010 12:38:13 GMT -8
"Reely? Du yu hail fruhm Europe ohr vere yu borhn heer?" Vergil asked as he looked at Mykel and then around the courtyard.
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 9, 2010 12:41:57 GMT -8
"I was born in Texas, so here, yes. But my mom was really Irish, and Dad was full-blooded Brit. So it's weird that my brother and I didn't end up with red hair." He laughed softly, falling quiet again.
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 9, 2010 12:46:29 GMT -8
"Perhaps ett vas the atmohfere vhich altuhred that," Vergil said aloud, brushing his hair from his face. "Tehll me, du yu lyke vhere yu grew uhp..?"
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 9, 2010 12:49:05 GMT -8
Mykel nodded slightly. "Yeah, hot as all hell, but I loved it there. Can't go back though."
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 9, 2010 12:51:00 GMT -8
Vergil frowned and tilted his head slightly to the left as he looked up to Mykel, "Vhy cahn yu noht..? Eff yu lovf sumtheeng, yu should be abehl tu returhn.. ja?"
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 9, 2010 12:52:12 GMT -8
"My brother, remember?" Mykel prompted. "And our dad's in jail. Death sentence. NO idea where Mom is." He sighed softly, sinking to the ground. "Wish I knew. I loved her, her and Trystehn both. Dad.... Dad was crazy."
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Post by Vergil von Wulf on Aug 9, 2010 12:55:26 GMT -8
Vergil sank in front of him on his knees and touched his shoulder with his fingertips, "Yoor Brüder muhst havf lovfed yu, Mai-khul.. Vhen vill yu lehr him goh..?" He placed his whole hand on his shoulder as he continued to speak, "She juhst lehft..?"
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Post by Mykel Rahs on Aug 9, 2010 12:57:07 GMT -8
"I can't. He was literally my other half. I controlled lightning, he was shadow. And yeah. The day Dad got sentenced, Mom up and left. We lived with our aunt for a while, but then she kicked me out after.... yeah."
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