Aria: *stutters* Who....who are you? *still looking around*
That's more of a stammer than a stutter, actually.
Thistlewerry: I'm Thistlewerry
Of course you are.
Aria: How did you know my name?
Silly girl... it's written right up there on the avatar! I mean... uhm... oops... I used my "power".
Thistlewerry: you told me......
Last night. In bed. Don't you remember? You said I was the best ever... Or maybe that was just the gin talking. Damn, I hate when that happens.
Aria: *frowns* I don't even know you? I only came here last night and met Merge.
Merge=Official Mack Daddy of Dark Sanctuary.
Thistlewerry: everyone tells me their name, now come come you want a soda
I promise not to spit in it or anything.
Aria: *nods and rests her cane on her knee* Sure .... I don't care what kind either.
I just... please... Merge keeps me locked in the celler. I haven't had anything to drink for days. Please, spooky person who knows my name without my telling, please give me a drink of somesort. I don't care what. Hemlock would be nice.
Thistlewerry: and silly why do you even bother with that cane, come on, *walks over to the bar*
Silly bunny!
Aria: *sighs* Because I am blind .,..... have been from birth *startled by his words but not letting on *
Blind from birth, but it goes into remission occaisonly, allowing her to "look around" to see who's talking to her.
Aria: *standing to follow him, her cane tapping the floor lightly until she finds a stool and sits down*
*her cane tapping the floor lightly untill she trips over a stool and sits down*
Thistlewerry: blind ye may be in your eyes missy, *turns around and tosses her a can of soda*
Ooookay... Throwing cans at blind chicks... HERE! catch! oops. Sorry. Didn't mean to throw that can into your face. You shoulda cought it! With your Dare-Devil-type sonar!
Aria: *catches the soda and looks at him* How.......how did you know?
AGH! FAKER! she cought the can! She's LOOKING at him! She isn't blind! She's just faking it to get disability!
Thistlewerry: how did I know your name?
Aria: *frowns* Both my name and the fact I can see without my eyes?
Easy. He's read the script.
Or else your "looking around" tipped him off.
Thistlewerry: you need not speak aloud to answer a few whispered questions
Cryptic? Or just confused? You be the judge.
Aria: What do you mean? *opens the soda*
Thistlewerry: I asked your sub consious
It's like asking a "magic 8 ball", only slightly less relibable.
Aria: *sips the soda and watches him* How did you do that?
"I'm not a blind chick, but I play one in Dark Sanctuaray." If you are blind, you can't "watch" someone. Geeze! You're even a bad faker! I'm sorry. You're going to have to give back all that disability pay.
Thistlewerry: you have done it yerself.......have you ever gotten a feeling about someone you have known was true before you really spoke to them?
Hey! Are you calling me a gold digger? Just cos I can sense which men are loaded with money and will die after a honey moon of hot sex and arsenic?
Aria: *shrugs* I guess I have ......but ....... *watches him curious* I have had to without having sight like the others
And now I will discuss this with you, a stranger.
Thistlewerry: it's easier if you have no sight silly
Silly bunny!
Aria: *frowns* Stop calling me silly and tell me why it is easier?
That's it, girly. Stand up to him! Then look around the room some more.
Thistlewerry: physical sight is a distraction
Much like most other physical sensations. This is why I not only stabbed out my own eyes, but I also stuck a fork through each ear drum. I live in my own little world, un distracted by external stimuli!
Aria: *leans on the bar* So you are saying I have an advantage to the others?
No. He's saying that you should shave your head, put on a jogging suit, and join him in a suicide pact with the other followers. The comet-- I mean, space ship-- will be here soon. All aboard!
Thistlewerry: with certain things yes
Certain things, like "looking around", finding stools, and catching pop cans thrown at your face. In other ways, though, you have a disadvantage. For instance, you'll never be able to tell if your socks match, if your shirt's inside out, or if you have a big piece of sloppy joe on your cheek. Unless someone tells you. I mean, you ARE blind, after all.
Aria: You are confusing me Thistlewerry .... what are it's advanteges? I mean I already know the disadvantages.
Thistlewerry: can you see as others can't?
Aria: Yeah.....*sips the soda*
Well, there you go! An advantage!
Thistlewerry: and you know ''none'' of the advantages
Damn, she IS "silly".
Aria: Like that is an advantage? I have to keep that hidden from everyone so as not to be labeled a freak.
She has to keep it hidden from everyone except spooky, cryptic strangers. Duh! With THEM she can speak openly!
By the way, this whole "I have to keep my power hidden so I'm not labelled a freak" thing is VERY X-men-ish. I mean, sheesh. She's at a country club/YMCA dealy-bob filled with vampires, mages, were-snails, dragons, zombies, and republicans... and she's worried about being labelled a freak? I think she's blind in more than one way, my self.
Thistlewerry: everyone has their own abilities
You're looking at my sole ability right here.
Pity me.
Aria: But mine can get me called a freak or worse
What could be worse than being called a freak? Oh, I know. The other "popular" girls might not like her. "FREAK!", they'll say, "you don't belong here! You are blind, yet can spookily look at us and watch us. Why? Because you are a freak. Nobody likes you. You're not invited to our parties." Man, that would be traumatic. Better keep that "power" hidden from all.
Thistlewerry: worse?
He doesn't believe her.
Willow: *walks up to the mansion, and enters quietly*
Aria: People are cruel Thistlewerry
Just the other day, someone t.p.'d her cat. Why? Because people are cruel.
Thistlewerry: not all people
He's so fucking wise.
Willow: *makes her way through the hallways to the parlor*
Here she comes baby.... she's comin' to git ya.
Aria: Like who? I mean ..... all the ones I have met one way or another are ,.,,,, prejadous ? (sp? )
People get that way when you stare at them with blind, spooky eyes.
And it's "prejudiced"
Willow: *goes over to the empty couch and streches out on it*
She's in the parlor... where are the other two? Are all three of them in the same room?
Aria: (I need a pic of a blind chick)
Because blind people don't look like us, "normal" people. Why? Because they are freaks! Blind freaks! That is why.
*doesn't copy paste them debating how to spell "prejudiced", although they all take a turn or two*
Xavier Shadowsong: *walks up the front walk to the estate*
Bagheera: *lazily, walks in the parlor through the garden door*(r u trying to spell prejudice)
I guess baggy here didn't want to be left out of the spelling debate. Although I don't know I'd trust someone who can't seem to be able to spell little words like "are" and "you".
Willow: *hugs herself, looking at the fire and feeling a little sleepy*
Aria: *sips her soda looking up as the others enter, her 'blindness' evident*
Even though she is "looking", her "blindness" is evident. I guess she has china eyes... and isn't considerate enough to wear sunglasses.
Thistlewerry: not everyone is prejudice
Well, he's figured out how to spell it, but not how to use it. It's "not everyone is prejudiced", thank you very much.
Aria: *sighs* I suppose .... have yet to find a place where people aren't though.
Try CanCun. They are remarkably forgiving in CanCun.
Willow: *yawns, closing her eyes slightly*
I'm getting bored. If this doesn't pick up soon, I'm going to end it.
Xavier Shadowsong: *walks inside the manor and into the parlor*
Thistlewerry: you came to the right place missy
They are very tolerant here. Anything goes. Even blindness!
: HEY KJ!!!! I LOVE YOU GIRL!!!!!!!!!!!
Aww... isn't that sweet? STOP SUCKING UP!
Aria: *leans on the bar and sips her soda* How is this the right place? What about here is so special?
Well, see, it was build on an ancient Indian burial ground, and at night, La Llorona wanders the grounds, weeping for her lost children. You know, the ones Merge adopted.
Bagheera: *walks over to thislewerry and aria, sits down and tries to get their attention by purring loudly*
She's a giant fucking cat. You'd think just BEING there would attract attention. Damn, these folk are jaded.
Aria: *looks around hearing the purr* What is that? * reaching out her hand**still putting on an act*
See? She even admits it's an act! FAKER!
And FYI, big cats don't purr. They are unable to. They can roar, though. Which house cats cannot.
And I'm bored and have a headache, so I'm leaving now. Maybe some day I'll figure out why some people enjoy wearing so much perfume it'd gag a maggot, but not today. *cough cough*