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 Posted: Fri Sep 10, 2010 9:28 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 10, 2010 9:39 pm
Damien scuttled on the pond's wet rocks fiddling with small colored beads. Close up you can hear him mumbling, "Red... goes with yellow. Orange... blue."
In his hands the beads seemed to become more than beads but cute charms. He kept to himself and seemed content in the silent environment. As his work was close to finishing, Damien began to hum as he worked; it was a nameless, sweet tune.
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Posted: Fri Sep 10, 2010 9:53 pm
Lauren is tired. He's been swimming for a while, so the least he needed was a place to rest one. Fortunately, the pond's surface came into view, and he reluctantly approached it and resurfaced his head out of the water. "Finally," he said, "Now to find a quick place to re-" His sentence was cut as he spotted a Lock at the edge of the pond, seemingly content. Quickly he pursed his lips in hopes that he didn't disturb anyone, but nonetheless, he did make a huge splash...
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 2:21 pm
With the silence of the pond Damien jumped slightly in surprise at the sudden movement. All of the beads dropped out of his hands and fell off of the string. He gawked in horror as he saw all of his beads fall into the pond water. "Oh no!"
He quickly got up but it was too late, all of them were submerged. Damien slowly crawled into the shallow waters around him and began to search for the beads, forgetting the original source of the noise.
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Posted: Sat Sep 11, 2010 10:11 pm
As Lauren was slowly sneaking off, he heard faint splashes and a cry of panic, which made him quickly turned around. He did so quickly enough to see what the other Lock had been busy with falling into the water one by one, and soon after, the other dove to fetch it. Lauren blinked and paused for a while, and without thinking, dove back into the water to help. "It was my fault, it was my fault," he thought, as he frantically searched for the things he dropped. He wasn't very sure what those were, but if he saw correctly, they seemed to be colorful rocks of some sort.
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2010 12:08 am
Damien searched for his precious beads one by one and slowly gathered them from between the many stones that bottomed the pond. He turned over the stones frequently to see if he had missed one of his beads and eventually walked further and further away from the shore.
In one hand was a pile of beads and the other hand was buried in the water creating ripples. Slowly he walked closer to Lauren without realizing the presence of the other Lock.
"Oof!" Damien looked up to see what he had bumped into and jumped as he saw the purple Lock and squeaked in surprise, "I'm sorry for bumping into you!"
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2010 3:27 am
During his own search, the frantic purple Lock noticed that the other seemed to be returning back to the shore. He breathed a sigh of relief knowing that his possessions were safely back to him. He quickly began swimming at his direction to apologize, but then a sparkle caught his attention. Something shiny hit the corner of his eye, and he looked down to see its source. To his surprise, a colorful rock, similar to what the other was collecting. He dove back down to fetch it, and returned to the surface.
The moment he submerged above the water, he was bumped by the other lock. "Ow!" he cried, almost letting go of the colorful rock, "O-oh...It's fine."
"Sorry for startling you earlier," he said, handing out the rock to him, "I didn't notice you were there."
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Posted: Tue Sep 14, 2010 12:08 am
Damien fretted over the purple Lock to make sure that he wasn't terribly wounded as he feared. After a short assessment that the purple lock was relatively unharmed, Damien looked up and apologized once more "I'm sorry! I hope I didn't hurt you or inconvenienced you in any way."
Inf act in his rushed apology Damien had almost missed when the purple Lock spoke. "It's ok... Oh!" He looked towards the small bead in Lauren's hand. "Thank you very much! It's nice to meet you, even with this messy circumstance. My name is Damien."
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2010 11:39 pm
"It's fine, really." said Lauren, flashing a smile to indicate that he was telling the truth. He withdrew his hand once the stone has been taken.
"I'm Lauren. Nice to meet you!" he said, "And yeaah, this DOES seem to be pretty messy isn't it. Hahaha~"
"By the way, I hope you don't mind, but I've noticed you've been fiddling with those stones since a while ago. Are they that special?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 12:27 am
Damien gave a small smile as Lauren laughed. "I guess it is rather funny, haha." His posture was relaxed and his shoulders hunched. In his position Damien looked exceptionally small compared to the other Lock because of his stature.
"These stones are special to me at least, even though most people won't think they're special. I mean, there's so much that someone could do with beads that are present to the eye..." His eyes roamed to his feet. He wasn't used to talking so much, but he had been excited. Not many take interest in his hobbies.
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Posted: Fri Sep 17, 2010 9:25 pm
Lauren blinked. "Ahhh, so they're beads." A flashback hit the Lock's mind at the end of his statement. In it was another member of his 'family', slithering towards him.
"Hey Lauren," he said, "Want a piece of candy?"
"O...okay...hey, wait a minute! This isn't candy you dope!"
"Hahaha! You're soooo easy to fool." ...
Lauren quickly shook his head to return to the real world. "Yeah, well. I know someone who likes beads too." he said, rolling his eyes, "But to be honest, I don't know what you do with them."
"What DO you with them?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 12:10 am
"Yep!" Damien agreed cheerfully. They were his precious treasures, since he was never healthy enough to play with other Locks as much as he wanted to.
"Who?" He asked eagerly, though shrunk back with a confused look as Lauren rolled his eyes. He wondered who his friend was, though Lauren doesn't seem to agree with his friend's interest.
"I... uh... make..." He shuffled his feet. Lauren didn't seem as interested as he was earlier, even almost annoyed. "...make things."
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 6:16 am
"Oh, just someone I know," said Lauren, rolling his eyes once again, "His name is Cyril, and he's very annoying. You don't even want to know any further." Lauren pursed his lips at the end of his statement, feeling indifferent of how he talks behind Cyril's back because he does this most of the time. He began to think this is maybe why they annoy each other.
He shifted his eyes back to Damien, and slowly swished his tail, "Oooooh, creating stuff. I like that~" he said, "Have you made anything with them yet?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2010 11:06 pm
Damien shrunk back a little as he heard Lauren speak of his friend. While he could see that Lauren meant no harm or had ill will against Cyril, it bothered him that anyone at all would speak negatively of a friend. Of course, he was jumping to conclusions as Damien had no real conformation of exactly how the relationship between Lauren and Cyril was.
Unwilling to be rude despite his discomfort, Damien gave a small smile to the lock with a nod of his head. He quickly jumped onto Lauren's idea of a topic change' in fact he almost squealed in excitement. Almost.
"Why yes!" He spoke enthusiastically. "I made this small charm earlier... oh!"
With a quick run back to the rock that he had been resting on, he presented his small creation to the purple Lock. "It's a charm for warm greetings. It's not really in the shape of anything though, just a design."
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Posted: Sun Oct 10, 2010 1:06 am
In the corner of his eye, Lauren saw Damien flinch a bit, for some reason. But he decided not to go into it any further, seeing as he started to become cheerful when he brought the bead topic up. Lauren Stretched upwards to take a peak at Damien as he turned away to a rock and back, flashing off a charm in his paw.
Lauren widened his eyes as he examined the charm. "Woooow," he said, as the light reflecting in the beads reflected in his eyes, "That looks good so far~ Did it take you a while to make it?"
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