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Fakir looked around his new "room," he was sharing it with the white haired boy named Mytho. He apparently had no heart so just went through actions with no emotion or reaction.
"Is it really true that you have no emotions?" Fakir tried to ask as politely as he could. No matter how he thought of how to word it, it always sounded rude and blunt, but he couldn't help that.
"Yes." The white haired boy didn't even look to where Fakir was standing.
"Thats my bed," he pointed to the bed away from the door, "and you can use that one." he then turned around to point to the bed next to Fakir.
"Thanks... And sorry about the whole emotion thing..." Fakir put his stuff on the nearby table and then sat of the bed. His eyes were getting adjusted to the dimly lit room and he could see much more of the small details. Besides the two beds, table, and the dresser, there was a curtain on the wall that was probably hiding a window. The design for the bed sheets and the window curtain was the same, dark green with yellow plaid. The wood on the floor was a light color just like the beds, it wasn't to shabby for a circus he thought.
"You don't need to worry about me, I don't feel it right now anyways. Ask me later and maybe I will have a different answer." Fakir stopped taking in the room to look up at Mytho with a confused look.
"What do you mean?" Fakir realized Mytho would not answer without actually being asked.
"We have a retired member here, you can still see him from time to time. He hardly shows up, but when he does show up, he usually makes something happen. His name is Drosselmeyer, he has no hands, yet he creates delicate pieces of machinery. He once made me an artificial heart. When I use it, I can feel emotions." Fakir waited for something more, for Mytho to say how he felt about it, but then realized it wouldn't happen.
"Anyways, we should meet up with the rest of the people..." Fakir stood up and opened the door to their room, and exited Mytho following.
Everyone meet up in this sort of courtyard area and were talking quietly amongst themselves. They sure were quiet for circus people, even if they were part of the freak show. Fakir scanned the crowd for a certain red-head and was met with certain flashes that disappeared when he set his on it.
"She sure is quick." Fakir mumbled to himself, Mytho looking up at him. Suddenly he felt a push to his back and Fakir stumbled forward.
"What was that for?" He came face to face with Ahiru. A blush started to creep into Fakir's cheeks and he could see that it was also there for Ahiru. He whispered a soft sorry, and looked to the ground.
"So, how are you liking the circus?" Ahiru fidgeted while she said that, looking anywhere but at Fakir.
"Good, its nice here. And I guess I found what I was looking for." Fakir blushed even more because he know the question and answer that would follow.
"What's that?" Ahiru asked with a curious face.
"You."
Sorry, its getting harder and harder to write here for certian circumstances. But I am doing my best.
I don't really know exactly what do with the story right now I mean I was going to go in a bit more for everyone, and you really didn't see Rue, but I'm not sure. All my other projects were stalled for this, and this was on stall due to situations, so I'm not sure what to do.
If you like it please fav, comment, because I really don't know otherwise. Thanks for the ten people who voted for me in the June Contest and the Admin's Choice. Thanks and please tell me what you think of the story, and maybe some ideas on it. Thanks!
I don't really know exactly what do with the story right now I mean I was going to go in a bit more for everyone, and you really didn't see Rue, but I'm not sure. All my other projects were stalled for this, and this was on stall due to situations, so I'm not sure what to do.
If you like it please fav, comment, because I really don't know otherwise. Thanks for the ten people who voted for me in the June Contest and the Admin's Choice. Thanks and please tell me what you think of the story, and maybe some ideas on it. Thanks!
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Sounds like Drosselmeyer's actually, well, NICE in this story.