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Subject: voices? Welcome to the back of my head!

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Date Posted: 03/ 8/05 1:13:50am Tue
In reply to: Emi 's message, "Voices" on 03/ 8/05 12:51:54am Tue

Cyrus blinked, hearing Emillia talking to herself. "May I come in? I want to talk.. and explain what happened earlier," he said softly, not betraying the fact that he had overheard her, even though she could readily guess. His hearing was infamous. Seeing Emillia's nod, he stepped in, and found a comfortable looking armchair to sit down in.

"Emi, I want to say... what happened today.. was an accident, and... I... didn't want it to happen. I was aiming for his wrist, and he rushed forward, and," Cyrus sighed and shook his head sadly. "As it is, I'd understand if you were upset at me over it," he said and finally looked down. The memory of it still made him angry at himself.

"But uh... why were you upset before? I saw the look on your face after I knocked my dad over, you didn't seem very happy... what was wrong? I can't do anything about it if you don't tell me," he said, trying to change the subject away, his gold eyes resting on Emi for a long moment before he finally removed the sword from his side, as the chair was pressing against the tip of the sheath, and forcing the hilt into his side uncomfortably.

Wind blew in from an open window, and his green hair swayed gently, and for just a breif moment, anyone looking at him might see a breif glimpse of who he really was; honest, gentle, but at the same time both gifted and cursed in his strengths. He was a lot different than the sometimes terrifying man who had fathered him, and trained him.

"You know, if it wasn't so late in the day, today'd be a nice day for that picnic," he said softly, and shrugged. He was always that way, trying to think about a hundred things at once, all having somehow to do with the same thing. Always thinking about the girl he was talking to right now.

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