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"Oh, dear me," Fiye said with her smile still on her own flustered face, "You've known me for long enough. I never hid my own behaviors, although alot of it was brought out by my own appearance. I suppose that's why I chose to be a nine year old. She was cute, innocent, and could get away with stealing a few dollars. Wouldn't you admit that. Anyways, come in. The water's good enough for me," Fiye said as she quickly ran up to Shrian before pulling him into the water, "Come on. Don't worry about getting a cold or something," Fiye added with a laugh. Hoping that by some chance she'd cause Shrian to trip into the water.

'I need to tellhim I do like him though,' Fiye thought to herself, remembering the hug she had given him, 'He's nice and all. He doesn't like to take advantage of me, and I already know him well enough. Perhaps, in a week I'll tell him how much I like him. Perhaps by then he'll like me back, and a little rollercoaster could be started' FIye thought to herself. Pondering what he could be like in five, ten, and even twenty years. Both of them would be evolving. Herself to be a shape shifter and him to be a person that would never bleed when he would get shot.

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[[Illy's back!
For a while, at least.
xP]]

Shrian gasped, caught off guard as he was pulled into the slightly chilly lake water. His head submerged for a moment, eyes closing a moment, before pushing off the shallow bottom, head bursting through the water as his eyes blinked open. When he surfaced, his hair looked sleak and smooth, touching his shoulders lightly in brown tresses. His tight black shirt was soaked through, exposing his muscles more now than before.

"Fiye!" he exclaimed, a near serious look on his face. In a moment though, he broke out laughing, jumping at his friend and tackling her into the water. "I'll get you back for that one!" His black coat slipped off of his shoulders as he moved forward, floating back to rest lightly on the shore. As Shrian's arms wrapped around FIye in a gentle tackle, he flinched, a sharp double pain on each of his shoulder blades starting to throb out of nowhere. He payed it no heed, though, twisting in mid-air and landing in the shallows on his back, Fiye still clutched protectively in his arms.

Opening his eyes after having closed them for a moment upon hitting the water, Shrian blinked up at Fiye, smiling playfully. "Gotcha." His voice was still calm and soft, tranquil as always. But now, there was a hint of something else, something dangerously close to a loving tone. It was true, he had known Fiye for quite some time. The least he could do was show his appreciation to her by being a friend.

All at once, though, he flinched, the pain in his shoulders doubling. He gasped, the pain increasing every second. He rolled over subconciously, Fiye rolling off to the side as Shrian knelt in the shallows. His arms were bent over her back, clawing at his shoulder blades almost violently. He growled, a fresh wave of pain burning into his back. "What the...?" he gasped loudly, clenching his eyes shut as he felt something puncture his skin. Under his fingertips, he felt something strangely familiar. Fingertips.

His eyes flew open, looking wildly around as if to confirm he wasn't dreaming. Once again, though, his twin spheres closed shut as he let out another loud growl, clenching his teeth as another thing punctured his skin. Both moved slowly outwards from his shoulder blades, stretching back slightly. At the back of his mind, a vague thought passed his mind. 'There's...No blood...'

Letting out one last growl of pain, he finally felt a small amount of blood running down his back. Without thinking, he tore off his shirt, in one movement, throwing it aside. His vision was blurry as he gazed behind him, two short, deformed arms still moving slowly from his back. One last wave of imense pain throbbed on each shoulder blade, a small, pitiful cry escaping his lips before Shrian fell forward into the water, a shroud of darkness enveloping his eyes as conciousness slipped from his grasp.

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((Alright, it seems I am beginning to emerge from my roleplaying slump... at least, I hope I am.))

Fiye giggled as she watched Shrian fall into the water, much to her own intended results. She couldn't help but find herself amused by the boy's reaction to being thrown down into the water, but when she heard his voice, sh eknew she would soon be thrusted into the water as well.

"Hey, Shri-!" Fiye exlcaimed trying to back away as her waist as grabbed by Shrian's arms. She couldn't help but feel her own feet slip on something that felt like a soap like substance as she was thrusted onto the water, Shrian's grip still on her body. Her own clothes had been wet, her her hair clung on her own clothes, some of it laying on her own face, and several strands of hair laying on Shrian's own face. She couldn't help but laugh to herself, hearing him say 'Gotcha' as if he had done some kind of insanely difficult task.

"It couldn't have been that easy," Fiye remarked as she laid in Shrian's grasp, just letting everything about the moment sink in and etch themselves onto her own memories. Although, somethig about the mood had changed when Shrian had taken a rather painful gasp. Immediantley, as Shrian was rolling over, she broke from his gasp, looking around her surrondings as she tried to figure out what may have been happening.

But, releif came upon her when she looked at his arms, flailing about at hsi shoulder blades. Immediantley, she ha a feeling of what was happening, and when she had seen him throw away his shirt in one tear, she tacked him into the water, quickly making sure his back was in the water so no one would be able to see his new, and apparent deformity. She could only gase at his eyes before planting her own face into his chest, doing everything in her power to stay calm. Now, he had gotten a physical deformity, something that could be used against him if he were ever to be caught.

"Shrian," Fiye started, leting her head pick up from his chest, "Is everything okay?" It was the only thing she could say, even as she pulled his torn shirt and forced it around his shoulder blades, where his new arms had come. Letting any amount of blood to fall upon the cloth, and not into the water, in case anyone was paying attention.

Although, when she had regained her senses of her surrondings, she heard Seij, and looked at him with a frightened look, before giving a small smile, "No, he's okay," Fiye remarked with a smile, "Just get his coat, we'll take him back home,"

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Shrian was floating in his own mind, his subconcious working furiously in his absent state. 'Two extra arms...Just like Iris...' he thought in awe. He could feel Fiye against him in his mind, though everything was still completely black. 'Fiye...How do you feel about me now?' His thoughts were saddened, knowing full well that his extra arms would ruin his own life now.

The shroud of darkness became less intense as he heard far away voices. Though faint and faded, he recognized Fiye's immediatly. The other was of a man who's voice he couldn't match with anyone he knew. 'Great, already someone knows of my mutation...' he thought angrily. Sighing in his own mind, he struggled to wake his physical body, trying desperately to move back into a concious state.

Shrian's eyes flickered open, feeling a dull throb of pain in his shoulders as an after-effect from earlier. He winced slightly as he was moved, eyes opening half-way to look tiredly up at Fiye. "You called?" he asked, a bit of dry humor in his husky voice. Despite the fact that he was in a lake, his mout was hopelessly dry, tongue sticking to the roof of his mouth. "I think I'll be able to walk...As long as my coat's covering my back..." He placed his hands on the lake bottom, pushing his dripping self out of the water fully. He flinched once again, smirking mirthlessly. "I did get you back, though." he commented to Fiye, moisture returning slightly his mouth and lips.

[[Welcome back, Fiye.
<3

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"I should really.." Fiye added, placing the coat onto Shrian's back before kicking up a bit of water. If anything, it would slightly wet him.

Still, she couldn't help but smile at Shrian's efforts to liven up the situation. When transcendents finally went through their first physical change, their lives as it were, forever over, unless they had an ability like hers, though, that happened to rare, at least compared to seeing how many people had gotten a pair of two arms. It wasn't too long before she ran towards Shrian's side, completely ignoring Seij and the past events as if it never happened. To her, this was like her first date... or at least something like it at the very least.

They have had their bit of fun already. She was going to plan on living the rest of her life, tending to Shrian's needs as his arms became stronger, whether it would be used to support his own weight in mid air, for as a fully developed extra pair of appendages.

"We should plan on leaving this place Shrian," Fiye added with a sigh as she walked along side her friend, taking the shortest route to their apartment, "Or perhaps we should cut those things off for you. Since you don't bleed easily, it wouldn't hurt you that much," Fiye added with a smile, trying her best to sound happy about the situation, but her words came out primarily due to concern. She didn't want Shrian to die just because her had two deformed arms. Silly, she continued to walk along, hoping he'd know where they could go. As far as she knew, everywhere outside the city was a desert of grass and animals. Her own life had revolved around the city, and even then she only lived in one part of the city out of many.

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[[I meant for this post to be before yours, Seij, but my computer died.
e.e;;]]

Shrian pushed himself up slowly, taking a step backwards to regain his balance. He first turned to Seij, smiling appologetically. "Yes, I remember you. We have a meeting in the morning. But don't worry about walking me back; it's a bit past midnight, so I don't think people will be out. I'll see you in the morning, Seij." With nod of thanks and aknowledging, Shrian moved off with Fiye, walking back towards his apartment, aware of Seij following behind, though paying it no heed.

Walking slowly, eyes on the ground, Shrian was all too aware of the throbbing on his shoulder blades. He ignored it, too many pressing matters crossing his mind at the moment. At the mention of cutting off the extra appendages, though, he blanched, looking at Fiye with an almost blanching look. "Cut them off? As much as I hate thinking about how the future will be with these things, they're a part of me now. I'm not about to be ashamed of being what I am." he said quietly with a small smile.

"But you may be right...This city is going to become unsafe soon..." He trailed off, possibilities of escape running through his mind. He knew that there were Transcendant haven towns, but he needed to find out where they were. He sighed tiredly, running a hand distractedly through his long hair. He looked back at Fiye and smiled once again, a warm, comforting smile. "We'll figure it out, I'm sure. But you'd better know that you're gonna be stuck with me for wuite some time to come." he said jokingly, running his shoulder into hers playfully.

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Shrian shrugged, feeling the weight of his new arms behind him as he did so. Lifting the coat carefully off of one shoulder, he blinked behind him as he continued to walk, raising an eyebrow in a curious expression. "You know...Those don't look like normal arms...Or hands, for that matter..." he mused, wondering if they would turn into wings instead of extra arms. 'Well, at least those wouldn't be too much of an eyesore...' he thought almost miserably.

Blinking as Fiye's lips made contact with his cheek, he smirked slightly, a light blush appearing slowly on the cheek she'd kissed. Glad that it was night time and too dark to see, Shrian continued on in a thoughtful muse. 'I don't know...Fiye's nice, at least the real Fiye is. She seems to enjoy my company, which is rare within' humans and Transcendants alike. I do like her a lot, though, I'm not sure in what way yet...I don't know, we'll see what happens, I suppose...' His thoughts trailed off into nothing, glancing up to see his building looming over them both.

Coming to the entrance of the apartment complex, Shrian hung a right through the door, waving jovially to the doorman, who waved back with a smile of recognition, though a slightly odd look. 'Good, looks like he can't tell.' The thought was relieved, glad he could at least hide his mutation. Pressing the up arrow outside of the elevator, Shrian stepped inside as the doors opened, leaning against the wall as the doors closed himself and Fiye in. He sighed, running his fingers distractedly through his wet hair once again. The habit showed one of two things: Shrian was either deep in thought, or severely tired. At this point, however, he was a bit of both.

Lowering his hand, he blinked down at himself, a light laugh escaping his lips. "Well, that would explain the odd look I recieved from the doorman." he said humorously, looking at his bare chest. "I forgot that my shirt is still in the lake." He shook his head, smiling absent mindedly. "So much has happened tonight. New things, happy things, painful things. Just a whole new world, I guess." His voice was calm, his eyes turning to Fiye with a soft smile. His eyes shimmered for a moment, a few stray thoughts passing through his already thought-clogged mind. 'We'll see what happens...'

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