More Zan Meets Ze Eye... (Amary)

[leoj]

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[atrb=style, background: #111111; border: 5px solid #34242C; border-radius: 10px; opacity: 0.8;][style=font: 7pt arial; line-height: 11px; letter-spacing: 1px; padding: 7px; text-align: justify; color: #ABABAB; width: 400px;]If Leoj could have ever been travel sick, he sure as hell would have by now. His ride from the Denver Airport was an ugly brown and mustard yellow 4x4 and while he was grateful for it having tinted windows, Leoj was being kicked around the back seats by the brute force of every single turn and bump. The monstrosities owner was a madman, a 40-50 year old human named Fergus, who 'apparently' knew the terrain like the back of his hand. "O-o-o-oh-h-h-h... G-g-a-a-w-w-d-d!!" As the Cattle Grill finally ended, the 4x4 came to an almost abrupt halt, throwing Leoj headfirst into the seat in front of him. Such a good thing he couldn't get whiplash... "Hey kiddo! Rides over, the gates right there." Recovering swiftly Leoj followed Fergus' finger which was pointing to a 10ft Iron barrier. It was very impresive and imposing, connecting to…. nothing. No supporting wall, nothing but barely touching the edge of the forest on either end. Just the gate, blocking off the path to Denver. Fergus turned around in his seat offering his free hand to Leoj. He took it in kind, stopping himself when he began to lean forward to to Faire la Bise, or kiss the old man on the cheek. Leoj didn't want to impose his customs, instead going for the firmest handshake he could muster. "Merci, Monsieur Fergus... I Zink?..." Reaching for the always important umbrella, Leoj open first the door, then the umbrella before dropping the 2ft gap to the floor. He walked around to the trunk, which Fergus had already popped open, for his belongings. The Suitcase (lite edition), a travel bag/backpack, his electronic keyboard in case, and last but not least, his Violin case. His "Au revoir!" could barely be heard over the engine as the Fergus pulled away. After a seconds of contemplation, Leoj finally turned around to meet his new home. Beyond the gate there spread before him was a grand pasture of land before his eyes landed upon the buildings in the distance. To far to tell what was what, but the largest must obviously be the school. Turning his attention back to the gate he found his way in, a smaller door like gate within the larger one. "Heh, Gateception." was the comment to himself as he somehow managed to place and light a cigarette between his lips. Taking a long draw and subsequent puff, Leoj took the first step towards the barrier of his new home.[/style]

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[amary]

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[STYLE=width: 310px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; font-size: 10px; border-top: 1px dotted #df304d;]Beginning A little ways from the entrance to the Academy walks a single figure. The female dressed in a black tube top with a white over-shirt and black shorts and white flats, has closely at her heel a single rolling suitcase, making agonizing sounds as it went. The figure walked looking every which way as if mesmerized by the woods and the road around her. Her eyes are bright with excitement as her hair, much like clouds in their appearance, flows like water with the wind. Her mouth is slightly opened in pure shock of her surroundings. She had never been so far from home before. Her home wasn't even a fraction as interesting as she found this single trek of road. Amary looked ahead of her so that she could see if anyone was coming to meet her at the gate, but no one was out, only what appeared to be a retreating car. She was pretty disappointed to not have a welcoming group waiting to introduce her to her new life. She had hoped to bump into a fellow new student or an existing student at the gate. Nevertheless, her steps didn't faultier. She had walked a long distance to get here, much to her parents and brothers protests. They had wanted to at least hire a driver but Amary wouldn't hear of it. She would get to her new life her way. It was the first time she had gone against something they wanted. It felt strangely good to be leaving the nest, more literal than most realize. She liked her human skin, though she was sure she stood out too much. One male had attempted to speak in bird tongue to her. She hadn't had time to respond but even in bird language, his meaning was suggestive. It was then that she spotted the gate and a black umbrella holding figure. The figure, she couldn't tell if it was a male or female, stepped towards the gate. Amary brightened at the sight of another person. "Hey! Excuse me! Are you new too?" She called excitement in her voice. Her first person outside of her family and that human boy! She wondered what he was like and if he liked griffins. She hoped this person did. Amary picked up speed to catch up to the other person, who she deduced was male as she got a better look at him. Once she caught up her breath was still mellow, she could run a whole lot faster for a whole lot longer, that was like skipping to her. "Hi, I'm Amary Belladonna Liliaceae. I'm a new student. Are you?"[/style]

[leoj]

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[amary]

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[STYLE=width: 310px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; font-size: 10px; border-top: 1px dotted #df304d;]The closer Amary got to the stranger, the more little things she noticed that made her curious and slightly confused. The guy had some kind of... stick in his mouth. For some reason, the stick had smoke coming out of it. Was it on fire? If that's true, then why was it in his mouth? Why in the world would someone put a smoking stick in their mouth? Another was his goggles. She had seen them before, when her brothers came back from snowboarding a few years ago. It was just odd that he wore them now. Was he planning on snowboarding? That couldn't be it, there wasn't snow around here. Then there was the umbrella. She figured he was using it for shade, the sun was pretty bright today. She figured it must have to do with what he was. It must suck to have to be confined to shade simply because of what you are. When he spoke, she ran into another curiosity, his accent. She knew of them, her brothers tried to give her basic information that they came across when they went out on their own, but it was her first time hearing one. She looked mystified by his accent, it sounded strange but she liked it. It was only after he finished speaking that she realized he'd just told her his name. "Leoj? That's a strange name." When the sun's rays were blocked from her, removing the heat she hadn't realized was there, she gave him a questioning look, not quite understanding what he was doing. She could smell the smoke from the smoke stick and then she realized his face was getting closer to her's. She felt the press of his lips on her cheek, they were cool against her. When he retreated from the peck, her hand moved to her cheek. She couldn't quite register what just happened. She blinked once, then twice. Puzzling what that was, she knew she had heard about it but she couldn't quite remember what it was called. Then it hit her, a kiss! Leoj had kissed her on the cheek! That was her first kiss on the cheek! She felt her cheeks heat up when she realized this. Her fingers still rested where he had planted the kiss, and she looked at him with wonder and puzzlement. It took her a second to realize he had asked if she was ready to go on. "Oh!" She snapped back into reality, and looked to check if her bag was still there. She returned her grip to the handle of the suitcase before returning her focus to Leoj, her first new person. She smiled pleasantly. "Sure, let's go!" [/style]

[leoj]

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[amary]

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[STYLE=width: 310px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; font-size: 10px; border-top: 1px dotted #df304d;]She felt the heat return as Leoj removed his umbrella. Her species was okay with heat but not too much, as long as there weren't fires around she was fine. The retreat of shade made her a bit more mellow but she didn't say so. Her eyes rested on the case he bent to grab. She wondered what it held but decided not to ask about it, there was too many questions she wanted to throw out. Amary was pretty sure if she asked even half of them, he would run away from her. He also threw down his smoke stick and stepped on it. Why did he do that? It seemed odd to have it in your mouth only to throw it down and step on it... Leoj was either very in tune with social norms or he was very odd. Amary couldn't really be the judge of that though. Only just today had she learned about humans using bird calls to attract mates. She figured her human form was very attractive in human eyes to attract a male so soon from leaving the nest. Amary stepped lightly after Leoj and when he opened the gate she gave him a warm smile. She didn't quite understand what he meant by "as always" or what he meant by "ladies first". She figured that it had something to do with a custom she would learn about eventually. The bow was something she recognized. She had seen underlings do that to her parents before. A sign of respect among humans, or sort of. Human actions could usually mean two different things at the same time, which is what made learning about them interesting and confusing at the same time. She went through the gate he opened and waited while he closed it, her roller at her side. Her eyes caught the bolt close itself, a magic protection. Her parents favored those to keep their human abode safe from unwanted company. This one was a lot stronger than the one designed to keep out just humans. The path laid out before them was smooth but warn. She tried to focus on the building in the distance when Leoj's intake of breath and his voice caught her attention. "Did I just taste a 'int of bird beneath your skin Amary?" She turned a bit red remembering that just a little bit ago he had taken her first kiss on the cheek. She gave a small smile with an almost apologetic look. "Oh, yes. I'm part bird." Her eyes gauged his reaction before she clarified what she though he was asking. "I'm also part lion. A griffon actually. The fact that you could... uhh..." Amary looked away, feeling her cheeks heat slightly, before continuing, "... taste that is pretty incredible." Amary took in a breath before returning her eyes to her companion. "What are you?" She wished she had some hint but all she could tell was he didn't seem to like sun, which narrowed it down but not by a lot. "I know that you don't like sun but there are a lot of races that avoid it. I even know some griffons who try to stay out of it as much as possible." She was pretty sure that she didn't have to say all that but it was out there and she would live with it. Amary looked towards the ground in front of her as they continued on, waiting for his reaction and his answer. [/style]