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- Marik - 01-03-2010 [html] OOC: table code, image, and Filler © Jacoby; 1033 words; Sorry it took me so long to get this.
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Marik had talked to his brother and had been sent to seek out another member of the pack. His brother couldn’t explain the metal bits and pieces that he had found inside of another storage box that had broken. Since his brother had no idea what they were he had sent him to find one Cassius. His brother said that he had only met him once but seemed confident that this coyote would know just what they were. His brother had also said that the guy was living in the house as well. And had even ensured that Marik would seek him out by giving him the possibility that he just might have a chance to make a “friend” out of this Cassius. That hope was enough for him. Certainly it had him leaving the room that he shared with his brother after he was done being worked on in order to try and find this other coyote. Especially since his brother had given him the go ahead to flirt with this Cassius. Of course Cotl had told him to be careful. That he wasn’t sure if Cassius was like that or not. Still, the only way for Marik to find out was if he tested the waters. And he certainly intended upon doing just that. Of course he knew what no meant and wouldn’t press the issue if he was turned down. But still he wouldn’t be able to help but to flirt and hint, it was just who he was. His brother could testify to that one.
[/html] - Cassius Arphralos - 02-04-2010 [html] OOC: Sweet Baby Jesus that post is SOOOOOO long XD
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Sound asleep, Cassius did not worry of the day's work ahead. He still had to go out to check up on the traps and fix up some of his inventions. He liked being in the upper loft of the garage, no one knew it was necessarily there, and it had two entrances to use. There was the ladder entrance from below, in which he could could slide the ladder up for privacy, and a hatch to the mansion's second floor. it was quite convenient for the coyote, since he often preferred the privacy when he worked. The bed was quite comfortable, the whole loft was roomy though. He liked it very much, and it was heated from the inside of the house, and a makeshift fireplace he built for the wintertime. At the moment, it was flickering on his bed, with Cassius pleasantly napping.
However, he was abruptly awakened by a stark sound, sounding like a slammed door or something. While already awake, Cassius took this time to freshen up a bit, since he had barely fixed himself up since arriving at Inferni. He climbed lazily out of his bed, his white shirt and shorts still on his body. Ruffled through a bag until he found some scissors, wondering how those got there in the first place. He looked up, a mirror conveniently hung there, and saw his disheveled appearance. Startled for a moment, he decided to try to give himself a quick haircut (without injuring himself of course) and within a few minutes, his hair was nice and short again, his bangs resting just above his eyes like before.
Now over with getting himself ready for the day, he heard another door opened, this time coming from below. The coyote paused, waiting for another sound like a clatter of sorts, but instead was greeted with a voice that called for him. It also mentioned Cotl, another member of the mansion. Interested, Cass poked his head out of the square hatch in the floor leading to the garage, seeing an upside down figure. "Well I sure am here. Who's askin'?" he questioned the figure. The hybrid swung himself around, dropping onto the floor of the garage, finally seeing the questioner the right-side up. He seemed familiar, but knew he'd never seen this individual before. He also spied his cupped hand holding some kind of green stuff in it. He cocked his head, purple eyes looking back up at the male's face.
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[/html] - Marik - 02-09-2010 [html] OOC: table code, image, and Filler © Jacoby; 554 words; heh, I have to say that reminds me of Talladega Nights
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That was something Marik needed to do soon. To get his hair trimmed back down since it was starting to get shaggy. He would have to bother Cotl to do it for him. After all Cotl knew exactly how he liked it styled. Though he supposed that he could go longer. But somehow he didn’t think that would work out for him. He didn’t think that he would really look right with long hair. Of course he could be entirely wrong though. He might just be able to pull it off after all. But really long hair was his brother’s thing. He liked just enough to be able to grab onto and tug on. Nothing more than that was really needed, was it? Who would want more than that anyways? But that was getting off subject. Those thoughts were better left for when he bothered Cotl to cut his hair. Right now he had to concentrate on finding Cassius. His brother had said that this coyote would be able to answer his questions. He certainly hoped so. He wanted to know what this green metal was. What it was used for. What the importance of it was. He was trusting that this other Inferni clan member would be able to answer all of these questions. Trust that he knew what he was talking about. Trust that he would be able to clear up a lot of the confusion. That was a lot of trust being placed on someone he didn’t know and had never met before. So it was a good thing that Marik didn’t have trust issues.
[/html] - Cassius Arphralos - 02-17-2010 [html] OOC: LOVE THAT MOVIE (and Anchorman of course!) and lol this is gonna get real awkward for Cass XD
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Once the other male introduced himself, Cassius immediately recognized the features that he shared with his brother. They had the same eyes, and sort of the same quirkyness. Cotl never mentioned any family before, though. "Cotl's brother? He done said nothin' t'me 'bout havin' family here, or anywheres fer that matter. That's okay though. Nice to meet ya, Marik," he said, then turning his attention to the green pieces that Marik held in his hands. He took them out of the male's hands and carefully examined the broken fragments with his own. "Interesting," he muttered placing the fragments back into Marik's hands.
"These're pieces of a motherboard, they go in computers an' stuff. They're like the heart of a computer." He scratched his head in dismay. "The problem is that you don't got any o'the other parts. Even if ya did have 'em though, this here motherboard's broken." He motioned to the pieces with his hand. "It can't be repaired," he said softly, sorry that he couldn't do much for the other male. "But," he started again, "If you can find me a new motherboard, and some of the other parts, I may be able t'put them together an' make a new computer. Provided we can find some electricity an' stuff."
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[/html] - Marik - 02-24-2010 [html] OOC: table code, image, and Filler © Jacoby; 680 words; That is cause Will Ferrell is funny as heck and poor Cass, of course Marik is helping matters much.
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Yes, the eyes. That was the one thing everyone seemed to notice and remark on first. The brothers had the exact same eye coloring, though Marik’s eye would be known to wander. He just couldn’t help himself. Unlike his brother he couldn’t ignore primal needs and the like. Cotl was the prude, not him. So why should he be forced to limit himself just because his brother did. Good thing only their eyes were identical and not their entire look. If that was so then they most likely would be expected to react in the same ways. No, their personalities were as different as their looks. The shared a few common interests, as the body decorations showed, but other than that they mostly had different outlooks on everything. Not that it was so bothersome since they still got along rather well. Or at least as long as Marik wasn’t having one of his mood swings. Those times spoke of turmoil. But they didn’t last long. Cotl was able to calm him easily enough. And well, there was also liquor that could be offered to settle things. Alcohol and tattoos, the key to German hearts. Or at least for these brothers.
[/html] - Cassius Arphralos - 02-24-2010 [html] OOC: AWKWARD TURTLE :>
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Cassius was a bit surprised to hear about how Marik saw Germany compared to Cotl. It also seemed that Cotl's own parents kicked him out. He assumed they maybe didn't like how he was an artist or something. Warriors and soldiers were a common occurrence these days. Cassius cocked his head to the side. "Well, I -uh - di'n't know 'bout that. I guess that was his good reason not t'say much then," he muttered, looking down. He had never thought about that, and felt sort of bad because of it.
When he tried to explain what the parts were, it seemed that Marik had no clue what he was saying. Cassius figured, since not everyone was human-savvy here. He sighed, knowing it would be useless to try to explain further. Marik suggested that he go with him to Halifax, and how could the hybrid refuse? "Oh, sure I guess. I been plannin' with Cotl t'go fer parts. You can come too." Cass scratched his head. He thought about the storage box. Most computer parts weren't found individually, but inside the box compartment that everything else was in. Cassius gave Marik a questionable look. "Did the storage box it fell outta have a bunch o'buttons or pressable thingers on it?" he asked, unsure.
In an instant Marik was then trying to dig into his clothes, asking various questions that Cassius deemed a little personal, although he wasn't hiding a thing from anyone. Without thinking, Cass slapped Marik on the head, as if an owner was punishing a pet for peeing on the floor. "WHAT THE HELL 'RE YOU DOIN'?" Cassius looked at Marik, horrified by the situation, and slightly embarrassed to boot.
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