.: 1x1 Between f e n r i s; And Jubee. ouo :.

[Jubee]

(( haha, no, it's adorable. ;3;
sorry for poofing. :c
mine just might burn your eyes, so brace yourself! ))

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refinedReticence [ RR ] began pestering astralComposer [ AC ]

RR: Hey, Caeleah.
RR: Caeleah?
RR: Caaaaaaaaaaaaae?
RR: You're ignoring me on pURPOSE, aRen'T you?
RR: CAe, doN'T BE L!KE TH@T.
RR: ANSWRWEM EEEE E

With a frustrated sigh, Rylan turned from his laptop. If Caeleah didn't want to respond, she didn't want to respond, although it was he who had little patience and barely gave the girl enough time to read even one message before bombarding her with several others. After a moment of glaring at the unanswered pesterlog [ that's what it's called, right ], he soon became overcome with guilt. Surely Caeleah would be annoyed, and he had to make amends before she terminated their friendship. I'm probably being paranoid again...right? Perhaps a brief note of apology wouldn't hurt. Besides, it was better to be safe than sorry.

RR: Cae?
RR: Are you mad?
RR: I'm sorry for bugging you.
RR: You don't have to reply if you don't want to.
RR: I won't feel bad.
RR: Well, maybe a little.
RR: But just because this is all my fault.
RR: Anyway, sorry.
RR: Uh.
RR: I'll leave now.

Of course, he didn't truly leave - that would be rude - but he did minimize the window of the log before leaving his computer in search of Zacharion, his puppy.

[Bearcat.]

The first minute Caeleah had logged on, she noticed that Rylan had been trying to pester her left and right. ''Woah, Geez.'' She muttered staring at her computer screen for a minute. How long had she been banging her head on her desk over her headphones for? 10 hours? It was highly possible.

AC: What?
AC: No I'm not mad don't worry
AC: I've just been banging my head on my desk for the past like, 4 hours
AC: Contemplating whether or not there's a ghost in my house.

Of course, It was doubtful that there really was a ghost in her house, though it was slightly possible. What other explanation could there be for the mysterious headphone breaking that's been going on for the past few weeks? Her cat, Orpheia might've been chewing on them again. But she had never chewed on her headphones hard enough to break them, slightly damage them yes, but not completely break them.

(Yup that's what it's called. o3o And Don't worry about it. c: )

[Jubee]

(Don't worry about it. c:)

(( perfect baby

oh, and i've been meaning to ask: how far have you gotten in homestuck? c:
BECAUSE omg ;N;

lol this is fun. o3o ))

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"Oh, Zachy..." Rylan called through his house, gaze constantly darting left and right in search of the rambunctious pup. His house was relatively small, so there was no plausible way for Zacharion to burrow deep in the bowels of a room never-before-seen, since the boy knew the house like the back of his hand. As small as it was, however, it was still home to rather sudden events that always seemed to shock Rylan more than they could scare the average person. The unsuspecting teenager turned his head to be greeted by the fierce yellow-green eyes of his Aussie and released a shrill scream. In response, his body jerked upward, causing him to bump his head into the table just above him.

"Rylan? Is everything alright?" called his mother from the other side of the house.

"Um...yeah," he lied through gritted teeth. "Zach, don't do that!" he chided before taking the puppy into his arms and returning to his room to find several messages from Caeleah. A sigh of relief escaped his lips as he plopped down onto his chair.

RR: There's a ghost in your house?
RR: Care to elaborate?
RR: Anyway, I've been meaning to ask you something.
RR: Would you ever...
RR: um...
RR: consider
RR: you know,
RR: giving away your cat?

[Bearcat.]

AC: There's just been some things of mine breaking
AC: Without any real explanation
AC: So I keep thinking that it's a ghost who keeps breaking all of my stuff
AC: And get rid of Orpheia?
AC: ...
AC: Why would i do that?

Caeleah furrowed her eyebrows a bit at the last part. She couldn't honestly understand why he'd want her to get rid of little Orpheia. She's such a precious little kitty. And by Precious little kitty, I Mean pain in the ass. Orpheia would constantly jump onto her bed when Caeleah wasn't around and get hair everywhere, chew on her socks and her other possessions, and basically, just causing trouble for her. But Caeleah just couldn't bear to possibly ever give her away, After all Orpheia was the only thing she could cuddle at night besides her pillow.

(I've been slacking on it honestly, I'm just at the alpha kids. I Need to start reading it more. .w.

I know right? it's so fuuunnn. ;w; Especially when you got a good RPing partner. *cough*youuuu*cough*)

[Jubee]

(( for shaaaaaaaaame, doc. o3o
the alpha kids are pretty boring in my opinion, with the exception of dirk, of course. /shot

you're too kind. ^u^
you're a lovely roleplayer. c:

i just realized.
ac = nepeta
nepeta types in green
and she's my patron
/i fail at life ))

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RR: Well...
RR: To put it in blunt terms,
RR: she hates me.
RR: I've never left your house without at least 5 scratches.
RR: Also, if you need something replaced, I can try and get it for you.
RR: If it's at a reasonable price.
RR: Like,
RR: not an antique bust of your great-grandmother or anything.
RR: But,
RR: like,
RR: a book or something.

Hopefully the last part would put her at ease. Rylan had never been so brash in his requests, and only the comforting nibbling from Zacharion lessened the tension. He doubted she would really give up her own pet simply because he wasn't fond of her - there was no way in hell he would do the same for his puppy - but at least the weight had been lifted from his shoulders. Biting his tongue in order to suppress his internal screams after being clawed at by a cat had taken its toll on him and his already-spastic self, and maybe, somehow, Caeleah would find a way to keep Orpheia at a distance whenever he came over. The awkwardness he had to endure from being at a house that wasn't his own was enough to deal with.

RR: Oh, by the way,
RR: have you seen my glasses?
RR: I might have left them at your house.
RR: My eyes are starting to hurt.
RR: And Zach's floating fur isn't making them feel any better.

[Bearcat.]

AC: Huh
AC: Well if she really keeps scratching you every time you come here
AC: I Could just lock her up in her cage or something
AC: I Don't think I'd have to give her away
AC: And No
AC: It's fine
AC: Most of the things that broke i can easily fix
AC: So don't worry about that.

Caeleah sighed as Opheia jumped up onto her lap, getting hair all over Caeleah as usual. ''Ugh, Opheia. Are you shedding or something?'' She groaned as she picked up the cat, placing her down onto the floor and turning back to her computer screen, which just made Opheia flick her tail and mew as she padded away. Possibly to go chew up some of Caeleah's possessions.

AC: Your glasses?
AC: Yes I Have them
AC: They're on my desk.

(Pffftt, Gurl, your RPing is much better than mine. .w.
Yeah, I Sort of like jake and roxy too though ouo

oh i just now noticed that. :U AC Is really just a temporary handle for until i can find a better one. .u.

[Jubee]

(( lol, roxy is entertaining. o3o
i hate jake so much omg you don't even know
idk i just do
lol
he's so...
jake.
he's like john and i hated john from the start, so maybe that's why. :U

no, your rping intimidates me a little. X3
not that that's a bad thing. <:

i like her handle, though! :3
idek what i was thinking with rylan's. XD
i was just eager to use him because i love rylan so much omg i haven't used him in months

i love caeleah. <3
is her name pronoucned kay-lee-uh? owo ))

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RR: Thanks, I'd really aprpecaiate that.
RR: appreciate*
RR: Alrigft, can I cone ober to get them?
RR: I should provbabbly bring your book back while I'm at it.
RR: If I can find it.
RR: Sorry, I'm as blund as a bat right now.
RR: Oh, and would you mind if I brought Zach along?
RR: He needs a walk.

Rylan removed his hands from his keyboard to rub his eyes just as Zacharion decided he wanted attention and he wanted it now. The puppy pounced onto Rylan's chest, claws gripping the zipper of his hoody and the collar of his relatively thin t-shirt. "Ow, Zach, what the mmrf--" Zacharion had managed to shove a paw into Rylan's mouth in an attempt to climb onto his face. He was just as determined as he was mischievous, and before Rylan had the chance to pry him off his face he had perched himself atop his head. [ rylan: ._. ] As he sputtered the fur from his mouth, Zacharion made himself a nest in his hair, much to the boy's dismay. "You know, you're not making this easier for either of us," he muttered, reaching up and pulling the dog off his head with some struggle. Before he had the chance to get himself into anymore trouble, Rylan took the chance to retrieve his harness from his drawer and affix it to the puppy's fluffy chest.

RR: Zach just tried to kill me.

[Bearcat.]

AC: Think nothing of it
AC: Sure
AC: You can come over to get them
AC: I just gotta go put Opheia in her cage
AC: And no, I Don't mind if you bring Zach over.

''Opheia sweetie, come over here please.'' Caeleah called as she sat up out of her chair, slowly walking over to Opheia who was chewing up some of Caeleah's socks as usual. ''Okay i just gotta do this slow...'' She muttered creeping up behind Opheia and quickly grabbing her, which made Opheia hiss and claw her arm. ''Ow ow ow! Opheia!'' She groaned running over to Opheia's cage and quickly opening it, throwing her in and shutting the cage door. ''Geez, you're like a freaking demon Opheia.'' She sighed as she sat back down in her chair.

AC: And Opheia just tried to kill me.

(Pfft, I Like Rylan's handle. ouo

Yup, that's how it's pronounced. :3 I Think It's supposed to mean 'Light in the meadow' or something like that. :U

And I Really like Rylan. o3o)

[Jubee]

(( that's a nice meaning. <3
rylan's name means i like his name. :U
no, google chrome, THAT IS HOW YOU SPELL THEIR NAMES! >:U

he likes you, too ~ /shot ))

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RR: Well, there's something they both have in common.
RR: I'll be over soon.
RR: See you.

refinedReticence [ RR ] ceased pestering astralComposer [ AC ]

Rylan closed his laptop as he stood, Zacharion's leash in hand. Walking the dog was never an easy task, especially since Zacharion was often distracted by anything and everything in sight. He rarely ever stopped, as well, somehow acquiring even more energy the more he played and ran and fooled around. "Mom, I'm going over to Cae's house," he called down the hall before making his way downstairs. Zacharion happily trotted beside him. Something wasn't right about him - he seemed more excited than normal. Perhaps he was aware that they weren't just going for a walk, but to Caeleah's house. The house with the cat. Rylan may not like Orpheia, but she was just as good as a wrestling partner to Zach. With every step, he bounded toward the front door, nearly pulling Rylan off his feet.

"Woah, Zach, wait up!" Had it not been for the friction between his Converses and the hardwood floor, Rylan would have face-planted right into the door-frame. He cast a glare down at the apologetic puppy before pulling the door open and stepping outside.

[ i'll just skip to where he gets to her house if you don't mind ;3; ]

"If you don't behave, I'm taking you home," Rylan warned the hyper puppy at his feet as he rang the doorbell. It had just struck him that he was as good as blind without his glasses, and his foggy memory probably wouldn't allow him to retrieve them as soon as he entered the house, which would be more than enough time for Zacharion to make a run for it. Great.

[Bearcat.]

Caeleah turned off her computer after that, grabbing Rylan's glasses putting them in one of her pockets (She has pockets on her shorts okay. .w.) before getting up out of her chair and walking over to Orpheia's cage. ''Don't worry girl, you'll be able to come out of your cage later.'' Caeleah reassured her, getting a bland Meow in response as Orpheia flicked her tail. Caeleah hissed a bit as she saw that the scratches that Orpheia had given her were bleeding, not a lot though. Just a little bit. ''Ouch, I Better get something to cover that up.'' She muttered, walking down the stairs and into the kitchen as she started to look through some of the cabinets. ''Hey dad, Where do we keep the band-aids?'' She called, getting no response in return. ''Figures, he's probably busy with his weird experiments or whatever.'' She sighed, continuing to dig through the kitchen cabinets. ''Ah-ha! There they are.'' She said with a small grin as she took out the box of band-aids, grabbing a few of them and gently putting them on the scratches. ''There, much better.'' She said, letting a small sigh of relief escape her lips. A Few seconds later, she heard the door-bell ring, and immediately rushed over to the door, Opening it.

[I Don't even know how to spell it anymore. Orpheia or Opheia. sdoifreuhg4tq;]