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Post by elyn on Mar 4, 2009 17:20:34 GMT -5
March 1, 2009
Really Derlyn has been having an extremely annoying. With the Rebel sending him messages. His supposed friend Nathan hunting down his own kind. And Derlyn's own abilities on the fritz all Derlyn can do is sigh. But thanks to that little Rebel he got a ticket to California to help out a person named Claire.
Yay...help. But who was going to help him with his own abilities. Then again it wasn't about him so he might as well live with it. As he walks toward a house he stands outside. Tilting his head he stares at it. Then looked down at his self. Wearing a white dress shirt, black jean pants, and black gloves. He can't touch anymore. Sucks!
Knocking on the door he looks around for a while.
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Post by clairebear on Mar 6, 2009 19:57:45 GMT -5
Claire was just pottering around the house having some relaxation time. Next week she would be at the twelve week mark with her pregnancy and it would be time to get another scan, one which could give the sex of her baby if she wanted to know it. Claire had already decided she didn't want to know the sex of it, but she hadn't spoken to West, and he might want to know.
She picked up her book and tried to read it for the second time, but she wasn't concentrating on reading as she kept reading the same paragraph over and over. She decided to lay down instead, putting the book on the table, she lay back, closing her eyes and hugging her knees.
Just then she heard a knock at the door, she wasn't sure who it could have been. Ever since that strange girl had taken her ability, Claire was a little more on her guard when people were at the door unexpected. She opened the door slightly, with it still on the chain.
"Hi, can I help you?" she asked, looking and not recognising the person at all, then deciding to add the other question, "Do I know you?"
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Post by elyn on Mar 6, 2009 20:36:56 GMT -5
Waiting wasn't long thank goodness as Derlyn stood there. He was happy it was Claire that answered the door and not anyone else. "Helping me...that is one way to put it. But in honesty I am supposed to help you." he took a short pause, "No you don't know me, but I am with Rebel. Sure that name rings a bell." He still stood out there, holding out a gloved hand he introduced his self, "Derlyn. I'm here to help you with your future. I am almost sure that you are used to hearing that by now, can I come in?"
The last thing hat Derlyn was planning to do was put pressure on Claire. Considering the current condition she is in that he was told anyway. In truth Derlyn didn't want this job he wasn't into the whole idea of well getting too involved in others personal life. It usually left a tear that can never be repaired again. And he just hoped that wouldn't happen when he was around. If it did he would be blaming his self for years to come.
Still outside he waited for Claire's response as he stared into her eyes. He was trying to understand her and not just from what he was told. Going from a cheerleader to a freak, to hero and in a way a legend. Derlyn thought about that for a while then gave her a gentle warm smile. She might not know what it was for but that was alright for him to deal with.
Derlyn his self is a very hard person to read as well, but that is because he made his self that way. It would take an expert to tell what's going on in his mind. Well that or a telepath.
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Post by clairebear on Mar 11, 2009 21:47:18 GMT -5
Claire stood giving the guy a semi smile as she waited on him to respond to her questions. Thankfully he didn't take too long, and once he said that she could help, or more to the point that he was there to help her and then said the name Rebel, Claire gave him a warmer smile. "Yes, I've had a few texts from Rebel, asking me to help the evolved humans" she said truthfully, he then went on to say that he was there also to help with her future, again she was used to hearing that.
"Yes, I am used to hearing that by now, nice to meet you Derlyn" she said as she opened the door, and stepped back to allow him to come inside the house. "Sure, come on in" this was her and West's house, it was sure nice to have her own Independence. Well at least the Independence she shared with West anyway.
He certainly seemed nice enough, and she didn't believe she was going to be in any harm by having him in her house, so she closed the door behind her, and then began to make her way into the living room.
"Would you like something to drink?" she asked Derlyn in a bit to make him feel welcome in her home.
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Post by elyn on Mar 16, 2009 5:44:46 GMT -5
It was nice that she was nice that was at times hard to get. As he entered the home Derlyn looked around. Derlyn wondered how it would feel like to stay in one place. When offered a drink he looked at her in a little shock. It wasn't a shock that she offered him anything it was just she brought back from daydreaming. "Yes that would be nice. Just not water. Me and water aren't well...that nice to each other."
Yet soda and other liquids are just fine he sometimes hated his powers. Still standing Derlyn took a deep breath. "I am unsure how to say this...So I'll try to be as direct as possible. Rebel sent me here as well...um...protection I think would be the right word." He decided to go deeper into the explanation. "You do know that our kind is being kidnapped already and that the people are watching us...always watching us."
Derlyn started to walk over toward the window pulling down the blinds a little. Peering out to a van, "Even now." Sighing he turned back around. "Best thing about me. I have no files. So even if they do see my face they won't have no records. I find that on my behave a blessing and a curse." Only because it was harder to find his real family. He'd get over it eventually.
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Post by clairebear on Mar 16, 2009 19:44:20 GMT -5
Claire smiled when Derlyn said he would like a drink, but followed it with saying not water. "Sure" she said as she disappeared for a second or two into the kitchen and came back through with two glasses of Pepsi, one for herself and one for Derlyn. "Hope this is fine for you" she said as she passed Derlyn the glass before taking taking a sip of her own drink.
Derlyn went on to explain about the people being kidnapped which Claire was already aware of because she not only had Alex Keith looking out for her, she had Ryan Linderman looking out for her as well, not to forget her own dad Noah when he wasn't stuck in his other business and of course West.
"Yes, I do know people of our kind are being kidnapped, and I also know I'm constantly being watched, I've a couple of people looking out for me already, as well as this Rebel person texting me asking me to help others in need" Claire explained.
He then walked to the window and looked out the blinds, saying they were even watching now, but that was hardly surprising. She decided not to comment, she knew they would have been. They had been watching for weeks now.
When he went on to explain that they didn't have any files on him, and that it was a blessing and a curse she couldn't help but ask about it more. "Obviously it's a blessing so they can't track you down as easily, but if you don't mind me asking, why is it a curse?"
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Post by elyn on Mar 17, 2009 16:38:20 GMT -5
Turning around Derlyn takes the Pepsi, "Yes this is fine thank you." taking a sip he peered back out the window still listening to Claire. It was true that she had a lot of people watching her which was a good thing. She needed to be safe Derlyn wasn't sure why, but something about her seemed different. Then when she asked him about why it was a curse he chuckled to his self.
"I'm adopted. Or well was abandon then adopted at the age of nine I am told. I was raised in the forest with a woman named Alice. Kind of funny isn't it. Hold on." Changing his attention back to the blinds Derlyn stared at the van. He knew they were watching their movements and everything and most likely recording it. The house wasn't bugged with anything audio thank goodness. But Derlyn still felt uneasy about then watching with computers.
So he decided to do something about it, he could tell they were using something electrical inside that van. The air was just buzzing with electricity. Setting the drink down he took off one of his gloves. Focusing hard he started to control his breathing. Holding his hand out electricity popped in between his fingers. Moving them around he just had to manipulate the right current.
Soon enough two people from the van started to run as their doors open smoke escaped. "That's better." At last he once again switches focus. "Yeah um, I have no real identity. Not in the system. And that makes it harder to find my real parents, but Rebel's been helping me. Oh...how far are you in your pregnancy?"
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Post by clairebear on Mar 20, 2009 22:36:31 GMT -5
[ooc: the whole rebellion thing has been scrapped now cuz of Nate leaving - he's now back but the plot is still scrapped - so maybe we can do a quick plot twist in this thread where they both get a text at the same time from Rebel saying the rebellion is over]
"You're welcome" Claire said with a smile, when Derlyn said the Pepsi was fine for him. She took some of her own Pepsi and watched him and listened to him with much interest.
"Oh, I wouldn't say it was funny, I think it's rather sweet, strange being raised in a forest, but at least you got somebody to look after you" Claire said softly, smiling at him. Yeah it was a weird situation for the guy, but he got somebody to love him and look after him, and when you were a child abandoned, that's all you needed.
His attention seemed to be distracted for a short bit, as he stood staring out the window. She watched as he took off his glove and then seemed to do something with his hand. She couldn't see properly because he was peeking through the blinds, but he seemed to have some sort of ability similar to that of Elle's. What ever he was doing it was for their benefit, so she said nothing.
It must have worked as well, because he said it was better. "Good, thanks" was all she could think of to say, as he continued to talk about his background. "I hope Rebel can help you" Claire said, and she meant it to, it would seem a shame if he didn't get to find out more about where he came from.
"I'm almost twelve weeks pregnant now, so that would be three months, it's gone quite fast too" she said with a grin as she spoke of her pregnancy when he asked how far along she was. She hadn't said she was pregnant, but she wasn't weirded out by it, no doubt Rebel knew she was pregnant and had told him about her.
Just then, Claire got a text on her cell phone, it was from Rebel, "Oh" she said out loud as she read it, "It would seem the rebellion has stopped, that's strange" she said, wondering if Derlyn would get the same if not similar text message from Rebel also.
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Post by elyn on Mar 27, 2009 14:49:14 GMT -5
(OOC: No problem, sorry that this is short and took forever to get was busy)
"Yeah me too." Derlyn said hoping that Rebel could help at that moment both phones got texted. He pulled his out reading it, "Yeah...it stopped...A rebellioon doesn't just stop though...Still Rebel is pretty trustworthy, so I guess I'll just go back to laying low for a while." he sighed, he kind of came all the way over here for nothing, still that was life.
"So...thinking of names yet?" Derlyn asked out of some sort of curiosity. The main reason Derlyn came was to protect Claire in just a few minor ways and help her along her preganacy. But with the mission dwelled down or over he pretty much could leave things in capable hands of family and friends.
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Post by clairebear on Mar 27, 2009 22:23:32 GMT -5
[ooc: ah that's okay sweetie - these things can happen, no biggie]
"Strange that it just stopped so suddenly like that, wonder what's happened?" Claire stated, as she stared at her cell phone as if it would magically give her some answers. Of course there was no answers there, and she got no more texts, so she just put the phone down on the table again. "Maybe you could contact Rebel and find out more?" Claire suggested, seeing as Derlyn seemed to have more of a connection with Rebel than she did herself.
"Well don't lay too low, now I've met you, it be nice if you weren't a stranger to me" Claire said in a warm voice. She might have enjoyed her life with West, but it was stopping her from being herself she noticed. Now she was pregnant there was very little she could do without wondering if she was going to cause harm to her unborn baby.
Derlyn then asked her more about her baby, which was nice, it was unusual for guys to take such an interest in a woman's unborn baby. Then again, maybe he was struggling for conversation and it was the only thing she could think of. "Well I do have a couple of names in mind, if it's a girl she'll be called Erin, if it's a boy, then he will be called Peter" she said with a bright smile. She couldn't think of anything better to call her baby son than Peter. Peter was very special to Claire and she would love to name her baby son after his uncle if she had a boy.
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