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Post by Aimeric Jayden Devereux on Mar 10, 2012 16:33:33 GMT -5
"Yes, I do, very much. He can get on my nerves, but I still love him. Wouldn't trade him for any other pet in the world." He said with a small smile. "Alright, if you're sure." He knelt down, and very carefully took her shoe off so he didn't hurt her. He began to wrap it around her ankle slowly and carefully so he didn't cause her too much pain. Mosh meowed in annoyance all of a sudden, and Aimeric just laughed lightly. "Mosh, you're food's coming soon. I have to take care of Lydia first." He said with a smile, and shook his head.
Mosh meowed curiously this time, and Aimeric just laughed. "The lady on the couch, Mosh." Mosh batted at Aimeric with a paw, and meowed, as to ask if she was his girlfriend. Aimeric's eyes widened slightly, and he looked at Mosh. "No, she's not my girlfriend. I just met her minutes ago, Mosh." He shook his head, and kept wrapping her ankle up, finishing a minute later. "Okay, now you can have your food. I'll be right back, Lydia." He went out to the kitchen, and poured Mosh a bowl of cat food, and a bowl of water. He set them on the ground, and Mosh began munching on it, satisfied. Mosh had some food left when he was done, and pushed it over with his nose over to Lydia. Aimeric smiled. "I don't think Lydia eats cat food, Mosh. But that was very kind of you." He laughed slightly, and picked the bowl up, placing it back where it was before.
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Post by lyddietalise on Mar 10, 2012 17:03:05 GMT -5
With a slight nod, she smiled up until he took off her shoe, then she winced. "I'm...sure." When he slipped off her shoe she felt nothing but a slight pinch in her ankle but as he began to wrap the bandage around her ankle the pain grew slightly. Lydia was the type of girl who, if she was in pain, would be able to hide it easily. To keep up the act she focused on Aimeric and his laugh when his furball meowed at him. "Oh, please...you do not have to put him before me." She mumbled.
When the cat meowed again she tilted her head. Did the cat truly understand? His laugh made her smile. It was heartwarming, something rare. At least, in the way that she had not heard such a laugh in the moments she had been here. Back in Paris she heard heartwarming laughs, rarely but she did. When Aimeric's eyes widened, Lydia tilted her head. "Monsieur?" The French word sounded odd with her Spanish accent. She nearly burst out laughing when he spoke to his cat.
'Girlfriend?' She thought. As in...someone who was courting her? She'd never been courted No one found her to be good enough. When he finished wrapping her ankle, it throbbed less and she smiled a little as reassurance that she was alright in case he wasn't sure. "Take your time.." Lydia mumbled. She finally began to feel more relaxed. What kidnapper or murderer would wrap her ankle and help her? She could not place an answer in her head. She giggled at the cat when it gestured for her to take his food. "How sweet you are.." Lydia smiled at the cat, sitting still in case she would hurt her ankle more. "But you eat. I'm sure I'll be able to survive."
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Post by Aimeric Jayden Devereux on Mar 10, 2012 17:21:47 GMT -5
If anything was cute in this world, it was his cat. They understood eachother so well, and Mosh was the smartest cat he knew of. Mosh was there when he needed company, or when he was down. Mosh was always there, and the kitten really helped him through life's ups and downs. Those two had a connection, which you wouldn't expect from a kitten and a man.
"Oh, I almost forgot to ask. Would you like anything to eat, or drink?" He asked, already heading for the kitchen. He was fixing himself a cup of milk, getting a bit sweaty. Without really thinking, he took his shirt off, and threw it on the chair. He didn't even think about whether she was there or not, he was just focused on pouring his milk. He whistled as he poured it, and then sipped it. Mosh meowed as to say, 'Lydia's still here, ya know.' . Aimeric didn't hear him, because of his whistling.
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Post by lyddietalise on Mar 10, 2012 17:47:57 GMT -5
Lydia could understand the bond Aimeric had with his cat. She had that once, before it was all taken away like a flash of light. Sighing heavily she tried to move from the couch. She was not the type to sit about and do nothing. The other's she'd met in the manor would be looking for her. At least, she thought so. "How did you...come up with the name of your cat?" She asked randomly. The name was odd and different. She'd never heard such a name before and she was curious.
"Oh no. I-" Her stomach growled. She was hungry but did not wish to eat. She couldn't steal this man's food. What if he drugged the food? Lydia smiled a little and tried to seem confident. After all, he'd help her so far. "Anything you can spare would be lovely." Lydia said with the same small smile. "Oh..." Blushing and embarrassed, Lydia looked away from him. It made her uncomfortable and yet curious. She couldn't help looking away. After all, she was only 19 and obviously never had seen a man half naked. She breathed softly to keep from freaking out and kept her eyes on the wall.
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Post by Aimeric Jayden Devereux on Mar 10, 2012 18:00:25 GMT -5
He shrugged. "I really don't know. I was just trying to think of a name, and it just...popped up in my head." He laughed slightly. He laughed yet again when her stomach growled. "I'll cook you up something good." He assured her, and began getting utensils, ingredients and such out. When he wasn't looking, Mosh grabbed his shirt with his mouth, and began walking away with it.
He heard her speak, saw her look away, then looked down at himself. He nearly gasped, and went wide eyed. "O-Oh jeez, I'm so sorry...I just...don't have company over often, so I don't pick up on...proper etiquitte and such and just...I'm sorry.." He said as he blushed a bright red, and looked for his shirt. He couldn't find it, and panicked. 'Where'd it go??' He thought frantically. "Mosh..." Mosh had it, he knew it. "Mosh...W-Where are you? I-I need my shirt back!" He called out to him, sweating nervously now and looking around for the cat. He went down the hall, and finally found him in his bedroom. He took the shirt, and put it back on quickly before running back out. "I-I'm so sorry...I-I should have asked if it was alright first...I didn't even think about it..." He said, still blushing like mad, and the most innocent look ever on his face. He rubbed his neck, and awkwardly looked down, completely ashamed of himself.
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Post by lyddietalise on Mar 10, 2012 19:43:27 GMT -5
She laughed with him. "I see." Smiling a little, she looked away in shame when her stomach growled. It wasn't her fault she was hungry. She hadn't really thought to eat while up in the manor. It wasn't until now when she was finally off of her feet that she realized how hungry she truly was. "Oh you really don't have to go through the trouble. A simple meal would be enough..." Lydia felt as though she was taking advantage of the help she was given and in return felt bad.
As he apologized she tried to laugh it off. "I-It's quite alright." Clearing her throat from a moment, she continued to face the wall. "I'm sure this was a rather...normal habit for you and me being here...Well..." Again she cleared her throat for she had accidentally turned her head to look at him as she spoke. She saw that he was blushed and obviously embarrassed. It made her giggle. When he finally left the room, she got up off the couch and attempted to walk on her ankle. The moment he returned she looked up at him and smiled a little. "It's alright, really. I truly do understand."
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Post by Aimeric Jayden Devereux on Mar 10, 2012 19:58:49 GMT -5
He took a deep breath. "I'm glad..." When he saw her trying to walk on her ankle, he panicked, like it was a natural reflex. He put his arm around her shoulder to make sure she didn't fall. "I-I'll go get you some crutches.." He said, and ran down the hall. He brang them back, and handed them to her. "There you go." He said with a small smile. Mosh came out, and rubbed his head against Lydia's leg. "I guess he likes you." He laughed lightly, and smiled.
He went to the kitchen, and began cookin' up some home made pizza. "How does pizza sound?" He said as he began flattening out the dough. He threw the dough in the air, and caught it with the tip of his finger, spinning it, and repeating, until the dough was flat. he laid it out on the wooden cutting board, and began indenting for the crust. Meanwhile, Mosh was still rubbing himself against her leg, purring. That kitten seemed pretty determined to do what was best for Aimeric, and that cat always knew what was best. Though Aimeric had no clue, but that cat was going to help him realize who he needed, eventually. (I thought it would be a pretty cool twist on this, make it more interesting. xD)
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Post by lyddietalise on Mar 10, 2012 20:42:28 GMT -5
"Crutches?" She asked more to herself than to him. Before she knew it, he was already gone. Did her really think they were necessary?W hen he handed them to her she looked at them oddly. She'd only seen wooden crutches before but these were rather odd. "Err...How do I-?" Lydia felt like an imbecile. When Mosh began to rub his head against her leg she laughed a little and bent down to pet the cat. "You are really sweet. I like you too." She loved animals that weren't rats. In fact she had a rat phobia.
To be honest, Lydia had only had pizza once in her lifetime. When she was the age of 4 her mom bought her the first pizza and the last pizza she'd ever eaten. Now that she thought about it, she missed pizza. "Pizza sounds lovely." She admitted with a big smile. In a way, she was excited. This would be her second pizza in her entire lifetime. She watched him, mesmerized by what he was doing. She wished she knew how to cook. But she was never given the chance to learn. Sitting on the floor, next to the cat she continued to pet him. He was a real sweetheart, yet she didn't understand why he was so attached to her.
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Post by Aimeric Jayden Devereux on Mar 10, 2012 22:12:43 GMT -5
Aimeric smiled. "Great. What would you like on your pizza?" He asked her as he added sauce onto the pizza, and spread it around. Mosh just sat there, and looked up at her. Aimeric finished making the pizza, and put it in the oven. He took out his iPhone, and checked his email. He sat down on the couch, using his phone to play games and other things. He looked up from it, and her. "Would you like me to turn on the TV?" He asked her.
Aimeric could say he was having a pretty nice day so far. He woke up to a nice day, met a new girl, and now she was at his house, and he was cooking up some deliciousness. He found it odd how Mosh was being so playful and loving towards Lydia, he was usually a quiet kitten around people that he didn't know. Mosh was always odd though. Very smart, but odd. Then again, that's why he loved the kitten.
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Post by lyddietalise on Mar 10, 2012 23:11:09 GMT -5
"Anything that you wish to put.." She answered, honestly. Lydia wasn't a picky eater. Never was. But the real reason behind her answer was that she had no idea what was put on a pizza. She did not know how to answer that question so to avoid answering it, she gave him the only answer that came to mind. Lydia saw the piece of machinery he held in his hand and grew curious. But she could not find it in her heart to ask what it was he had in his hand. When he asked her about turning on a tv, she froze. "The....what?" Her head began to spin. What sort of topsy turvy world was she in right now?
As confused as she was, she stayed with the cat who seemed to take an odd liking to her. "Hello Mosh..." The cat's name sounded weird against her lips but that was a given. Continuing to pet him, she stayed as calm as she could in the hectic part of her mind. She came to this place with questions. She met this man and gained more questions. Now, she had her ankle wrapped and now there were more questions. "What is that...contraption you hold?" She finally asked Aimeric, staying on the floor beside the cat. Lydia could not help her curiosity. Everything was different here.
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Post by Aimeric Jayden Devereux on Mar 10, 2012 23:23:49 GMT -5
"Yes, the television. You know what that is, right?" She sounded confused, and it had him puzzled. How could she have not known what at TV was? Everyone had one, so why didn't she? He was curious as to what her story was, because if she didn't know what a TV was, then imagine what else she wouldn't know about.
He listened to her, and the way she said 'contraption' had him even more curious now. "It's an iPhone. What kind of phone do you have?" He asked her curiously, really wondering if she was secretly amish or something because this...well, this was very odd. He had never come across anyone who hadn't known what a TV was, or an iPhone. There were going to be a lot of questions if she didn't know what either one of these were, that was for sure. He wanted to see her reaction to other modern day things, like computers and headphones. 'What would she think of those kinds of things?' He wondered.
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Post by lyddietalise on Mar 11, 2012 10:29:34 GMT -5
"A...a television?" Her accent made the word television sound more of an oddity than it already was to her. She shook her head and swallowed hard. Was the television some sort of torture machine? Was he going to kill her with that? Oh God...He was plotting her death with something called a television...Panicking as she sat on the floor, she stopped petting the cat and tried to stand up. Lydia started having trouble breathing and the room around her began to shrink in front of her as though the walls were closing in on her. "Please don't kill me...."
He only scared her more with this talk of phones. What were they for? What did they do? Stopping her panic, she again looked at Aimeric as though he were truly insane. "...Phone? What is that? What do you do with that?" The more questions she thought of, the more panic she felt. He had been so nice to her. Now he was planning to kill her? That couldn't be right. No. He wouldn't kill her. This television...these contraptions...there had to be something more than she thought for she could see the confusion on his face. Was she supposed to know what those things were?
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Post by Aimeric Jayden Devereux on Mar 11, 2012 11:11:28 GMT -5
"What? Lydia, no, it's okay. I'm not going to kill you, I swear. A...television is just something that entertains people. Moving pictures, essentially. And a phone is something you use to speak to someone without having to wait. " He felt very weird explaining this to her. "How...How come you don't know what these things are? It's very simple modern technology.." He explained.
"Let me show you. I'll turn on the television, just to show you that it's completely harmless." He stepped away from the kitchen, and made his way to the remote. He turned the TV on, and he put the news channel on. It was boring, but a good start for someone who was just figuring out what a television was. "This channel is made so people can figure out what's going on around the world quickly. And sometimes, the news includes weather too, so we know what it's going to be like outside, that way we know what to wear." He explained.
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Post by lyddietalise on Mar 11, 2012 11:25:02 GMT -5
She shook her head frantically. 'Modern technologies?' Lydia had never heard of such things in her life. Moving pictures? A way to talk to people using that metal box? But...how? Lydia began to panic again at those thoughts. This was too much for her. Pushing herself back and away from both Mosh and Aimeric, she hid in a corner to stop from getting into any trouble while wincing in slight pain. This had to be witch craft or a joke. Yes, he was fooling about and trying to get in her head. There was no such thing as moving pictures or a box that allows you to speak with people.
The moment the television was turned on her eyes widened. What sort of sorcery was this? Curious of the screen that seemed to have moving people in it, she tilted her head and watched it for a moment. "H-how are they doing that? A-are they little people in there?" Crawling forward she poked the screen and got a slight shock from the static on the screen. Frowning, she flinched and sat backward. What was this thing? Peering behind the television, she saw nothing. No people, no nothing. Now she was more scared. Moving back into her corner, she stayed silent. Her arms hugged her knees and her heart raced in fear.
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Post by Aimeric Jayden Devereux on Mar 11, 2012 12:43:03 GMT -5
He noticed her fear, and turned the volume down. He sat next to her in the corner, and put a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Lydia, it's okay, really..It's nothing to be scared of...Nothing here is going to harm you..." He tried to explain to her. This was all such simple technology, how come she didn't understand it?
He found only one explanation in his mind, but it seemed impossible. He went for it anyways. "Lydia....What year were you born in?" He asked her curiously, waiting for an answer. 'This should be interesting' He thought. He had never come across someone who was so clueless as to what a TV was. Sure, he had seen people who didn't own a TV, but they still knew what it was.
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