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Irei ([info]iseedeadpeople) wrote in [info]nosuchplace,
@ 2008-09-14 00:45:00

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Entry tags:daiyu wei, irei arakaki

Sunday, September 30, 2007
Who: Irei and Diayu
When: midday
Where: market place in Helicharis
What: Trying to look inconspicuous.

Irei walked through the market place with his head down slightly. He wasn’t as impeccably dressed as he normally would be while walking out among people. His hair wasn’t fixed back from his face and he was wearing some rather large sunglasses that helped cover his face. He was still having a hard time facing other people after the scene with Hayate. Irei had been once again faced with people staring at him with what he saw as accusing eyes.

They’ll lock you away again if you aren’t careful.

Irei absently rubbed the onyx bracelet on his wrist with his thumb and forefinger. The action helped him control his sometimes unstable ability to keep control of his powers and was a familiar comfort as well. He hadn’t made use of the dead in quite a while. The whispers from his residential ghost reminded him of that fact.

So why had he come out today? Emily’s visit the day before had forced him to look at himself. Hiding away wasn’t going to help anything, least of all his image. It made Hayate look like he had won, and plus he preferred being around a lot of people. He wasn’t as alone with his thoughts that way. Going out and seeing people was a distraction, and one of the only distractions he was able to find in this place without radios, TVs, or computers.

He stopped suddenly and looked toward the fresh food pavilion. He really should get something to eat. He had skipped breakfast again and knew that it was a bad thing to become used to the feeling of hunger. His addictive personality might catch on to it and then Sascha would once again force him to eat. Perhaps if he got some fruit, an apple maybe, he could quiet his stomach long enough till it was time for dinner.

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[info]psychometric
2008-09-14 02:55 pm UTC (link)
Maybe Daiyu should have asked permission first (though she wasn’t one to do so) but she was having a good time drawing designs on the walls of the art shop. They weren’t absurd, but they were rather eye catching. She could always paint over the designs if asked to do so. Though art was an appealing way to pass time, the shop should be just as appealing in her opinion. Not to mention she was so bored out of her mind, she was willing to paint herself.

She was hungry after awhile and it didn’t matter if there were twenty employees besides her or zero. It was break time. She got up from where she was kneeling with a sigh and rubbed the paint on her jeans. Clothes were expendable and maybe she would be lucky enough to have the now paint clad jeans have a style to them.

Daiyu walked towards the fresh food pavilion with a pleased look on her face. She loved fresh foods and though Jia found it ‘weird’ she could eat apples and oranges all day. On her way, a stranger caught her eye. “Why color yourself confused.” She stated, crossing her arms with an amused smile.

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[info]iseedeadpeople
2008-09-16 07:58 am UTC (link)
Irei turned and looked at the girl who he presumed was speaking to him. He hadn't noticed her before hand. That was a little surprising for him. He really did need to eat something. He obviously not as alert as he usually was.

He lifted his sunglasses and looked at the girl with his blue eyes. She had paint on her pants, and evidence of it still on her hands. Irei could guess what she did. Something similar to his roommate Sascha really.

"Pardon me?" He really wasn't sure what she was getting at. He was used to New Yorker English and the phrase she used was unfamiliar to him. "I believe I only have one color. You on the other hand have quiet a few." He pointedly looked down at her pants and smiled a little.

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[info]psychometric
2008-09-17 11:48 pm UTC (link)
Daiyu thought he was cute before, but the eyes helped. Often times she would see men of his sorts while tattooing. Just crazier hair and the eyes weren’t so vibrant. He seemed to be genuinely from Japan while many of the men and women she met from Asia were mostly born in their native lands then raised in America. Or just Asian American like she was. She had wanted to visit Korea, but then the virus broke out. It was easy to tell he was from Japan. Being in a world where many of the Asian cultures were confused, it was easy to tell them apart in her case.

She smiled when he didn’t get the phrase. It didn’t surprise her. “You look confused. ”She then looked at her paint smeared pants. “Yeah, I’ve been working away at the art shop.” She dabbed a finger on the jeans to confirm the paint had dried. “Well, at least it is dry now!” The psychometric then tilted her head slightly. “Are you looking for something? Or someone? You just looked a little lost or something.”

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[info]iseedeadpeople
2008-09-20 10:15 am UTC (link)
Irei folded his sunglasses and hooked it onto the collar of his shirt. He eyed the young lady who had addressed him. "You are an artist then?" He smiled a little. "Your work must be a little like Jackson Pollock, ne?" That was Irei polite and flattering way to ask if she was a little messy with her creations.

Irei put his hands into the pockets of his dark washed jeans, which were clean by the way, and looked back over at the fresh food pavilion. "Ah, I am not lost, or really looking for anything. I just haven't been to town in a little while."

He turned around again and looked at her with his strange blue eyes. "I do not believe I have had the pleasure of meeting you yet. My name is Irei Arakaki." He held out his hand toward the cute girl. At first glance she made him think of Sascha little bit. She seemed out going and interested in meeting people. Maybe it was because he was a necromancer and half his attention was on keeping dead spirits at bay and away from him at all time, that Irei normally didn't seek too meet other people. But being around them seemed to help keep him from going crazy.

"I am not looking for anyone, but I am a little hungry. Would you like to join me?"

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[info]psychometric
2008-09-21 10:40 pm UTC (link)
Daiyu bit her lip. Sometimes she was horrible with being able to tell facial expressions. Sometimes wandering looked like being lost. He could have perhaps been a resident in Elysium longer than she was. In fact, she would bank on it. She did indeed take her encounters comment on her artwork as a compliment. “Why thank you.”

Ah, so she was right about him being Japanese. His name was rather unique to her, like his eyes. It seemed to have somewhat of a nice flow to it. She smirked lightly at his words. “Nah, you haven’t had the pleasure. My name is Daiyu Wei. Far less nice sounded than your name. It’s somewhat bland, even.” She crossed her arms, tilting her head as she smiled. “Anyways, it’s nice to meet you.”

The psychometric rarely ever made a flattered expression, but there must have at least been a twinge of a smile admitting it. “Yeah, I’m hungry too and I’d love to join you. The restaurant has some really good food. Not to knock the time period I was expecting to be stuck in, but they have pasta and everything. Even smoothies and all.”

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OOC: I'm so sorry this took so long!
[info]iseedeadpeople
2008-09-29 03:05 pm UTC (link)
Irei's facial expressions certainly didn't seem to match what he was thinking lately. And despite his pretty face, there were visible bags under his eyes. His insomnia was taking a toll on him. He had slept a little the last few days, but his dreams kept him awake most of the time.

He smiled again with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "I guess you are an artist then? I haven't met too many artists." Irei hadn't known to many actual artists. In New York everyone said they were an artist, but none of them actually did anything.

Irei held out his hand to take hers at the mention of her name. After living in America for four years, he had grown accustomed to some of the country's manners and habits. "It is a pleasure to meet you Miss Daiyu Wei." She obviously knew little Japanese if any at all. Irei wasn't so much of a name, certainly not the one he was given at birth, but it was something he had become. "I don't believe your name sounds bland at all. It's a beautiful Chinese name."

He nodded. "Yes the restaurant is very good. I have been there a few times." He waited for her before starting to head in that direction, covering his eyes from the bright sun shine. "What time period were you expecting? A repeat of the dark ages maybe?"

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OOC: I'm sorry just as well dear!
[info]psychometric
2008-10-04 07:37 pm UTC (link)
Daiyu chuckled when she thought about when she first arrived in Elysium. Her sister probably made the event worse than it was but it felt like arriving in one of those tourist attractions when you were brought back in time. It wasn’t all that bad considering the severity of the PV virus. People had shelter from the virus, the homes were more than impressive and though there were no cars, nothing to fuel iPods and other electronic goodies it wasn’t as drastic as some people made it out to be. A lot of people were just used to being spoiled. But Daiyu concluded that if people either weren’t as blessed to have such essentials in life or were an elder species, this wasn’t so bad. She just really wasn’t used to having to walk so far to get food and really wanted her electronic devices back.

“I guess I expected us to be in tents and all. Maybe I expected it to be a little more 28 days later too. We’d all have to build things from scratch and we’d see falling structures in the background. We’d have to kill the animals ourselves and make our own fire. I truly was expecting the worst.” She gave out a sigh. “When you have a dramatic sister, anything and everything you think of can go wrong.”

The psychometric glanced over at him curiously. “What were you expecting?”

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[info]iseedeadpeople
2008-10-10 10:54 am UTC (link)
Irei looked down at his hand that was held out in greeting although she never touched it and flexed his fingers. Was she an American girl who did not like touching? That would make her worlds different than Emily. He put his sunglasses back on and headed toward the restaurant after waiting for her to follow after him.

"What did I expect?" He shrugged lightly. "I do not really expect much. I have been called a pessemist before. On multiple occasions actually. But seeing as this place was once where elves lived, I assumed there might be structures."

When he had first gotten to Elysium it had been almost like hell to him. People outside the protective dome structure were dying, calling out to him and the sounds of war had continued for so long. There was no electricity, tv, radio or ipod to distract him from all the noise.

He opened the door to the restaurant and held it for her. The corner of his mouth quirked upward into a half-assed sort of smile as they sat down near a window with a good view of the local businesses. Irei liked being able to watch people. One could call it a hobby.

"So Daiyu-san, what kind of food do you like? What time is it? Past noon, ne? I think I might order some wine."

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[info]psychometric
2008-10-17 01:28 am UTC (link)
Daiyu was so used to being almost like a man when she greeted people. She would slap people on the back or maybe even punch a shoulder or two. She was so dense sometimes when it came to handshakes and manners. It was like she was so foreign to them. She would have been embarrassed to know that she missed it.

She could relate to being called a pessimist. Jia called her that often. Her sister was a ball of white energy compared to her. She was the black aura of doom. She just couldn't help it. She didn't like filling herself or others with false hope. There was no point in it. There was more hurt involved with being a person who tried to make everyone happy with false tales and images of happiness. "I can relate. I'm more negative than positive. But I think that might just be a better thing. I have to admit though. The structures here are kick ass."

When they arrived at the restaurant and Irei held the door open for her she looked behind him with a smile. "Thank you. You know, you're more than alright." It was her way of saying he was one hell of a gentleman. Besides being hot it was rare to meet a guy that wasn't an asshole. The Daiyu-san thing helped as well.

"Well. I am a vegetarian. But I still like stuff like sushi, Italian, Chinese..I pretty much like anything besides food that's horribly spicy. I'm always up for new things though." She smirked along with Irei when he mentioned wine. "It's got to be about two or so. Wine is totally where it's at."

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[info]iseedeadpeople
2008-10-19 10:52 am UTC (link)
It took Irei a little bit to translate some of the English phrases she seemed very fond of using. He had only lived in Manhattan during his 4 years in America. It was still difficult to understand some of the idioms that came with the language, especially from people who lived in other areas of that country. He had only been exposed to New York dialect, and the constant barrage of the southern accent from Sascha. Sometimes he was really worried that Sascha’s accent might actually be rubbing off on him.

Irei smiled a little at her from across the table. “A vegetarian. My roommate is also a vegetarian. He’s actually a semi-vegetarian. I don’t think he could give up chicken if he wanted too.” The waiter came by and was ready to take their order. Irei asked for a bottle of wine and some chicken curry.

“I also like things to be spicy.” He probably wouldn’t eat all the food he ordered, but at least he could take it back home with him and give it to Sascha. Irei knew very well anything he’d bring back wouldn’t last very long.

He was a very polite man, but it certainly wasn’t because he wanted to be viewed as alright. No matter how much he disliked the Japanese standard, the manners had stuck with him. It’s really hard to just change all those basic mannerism that define a country.

“Tell me about your art.” Irei didn’t know what kind of topics to bring up with the young woman.

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[info]psychometric
2008-10-19 10:23 pm UTC (link)
Daiyu thought it was really nice of Irei to ask her about her art, but she made sure not to bore him by talking about it too much like her sister would. “Well, I like to do unique styles of art. I don’t limit myself. If you want me to draw something morbid I can. I don’t really think of it as something disgusting. I think of it as a preference of the mind. Though I do love classic art, street art and even Asian art, something about dark art gets me. It’s like what the drawings of people really feel, what they really think.” She laughed slightly. “I do enjoy singing and playing the piano as well as the guitar. However it was a relief to find the art store.”

She tilted her head towards Irei. “What do you like to do?” He was a gentleman, but there was more to him besides that. “I mean don’t tell me you’re just a nice guy.” She teased. “Sometimes the things people loved to do were taken away from him but luckily I still have my guitar and I heard there is indeed a piano. I hope you can do whatever it is you do.”

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[info]iseedeadpeople
2008-10-20 06:16 pm UTC (link)
Irei tilted his head slightly, enjoying the feel and sound of it cracking and he looked out the window as she continued talking about her artwork. There seemed to be a lot of musically inclined people in Elysium. "I assume you are speaking of an acoustic guitar. Am I right?" Sascha had taken the time to teach his Asian friend how to play that instrument. Sascha had even taught Irei as much piano he knew.

He smiled. "Are you asking about my 'gift' or what my normal human talents are?" Irei had already assumed that she probably wasn't just a regular human. Most of the people he had met were not, and a normal human was becoming something quite rare to come across.

"I did not do anything like a normal job when I lived in New York. I lived off the fact that I am a meta human. I do not have any education to be something respectable." He leaned back and thanked the waiter as he brought his bottle of wine. Irei took the glass and downed a good portion of it. "Do you want to know my talent?" Irei grinned, leaned over the table, and whispered, "I see dead people."

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[info]psychometric
2008-10-27 12:03 am UTC (link)
Daiyu nodded towards Irei’s comment. “I play the acoustic guitar and the piano. Do you play? It is far easier than people make it look. Most people over exaggerate it in movies and music videos. You can play a very pleasant song easily.” She confirmed.

The psychometric was more than interested to know what he could do. She got a vibe that he was more than just human. She wasn’t a walking ‘species detector’, but there was something about him that made her suspect he may just be like her. Methumans must have been common, plus they were the only ones among the humans that could survive the virus.

“You are a Metahuman too?” She said with light excitement once he mentioned it. However, when he mentioned that he saw dead people, her expression went from surprised to a grin. “Oh come on now! You better start showin’ me some proof or I am gonna call a giant bull shit on you.”

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[info]iseedeadpeople
2008-10-27 05:55 am UTC (link)
Irei set his wine glass down. The wine itself had a light flavor, delicate and fruity, and even though he had a high tolerance for most drinks and hard liquors, he was still able to appreciate the subtle taste. He wondered how well it would pair with curry as the waiter returned carrying the food and left the plate in front of him.

Irei looked down at the curry. It wasn't exactly what he had expected. The curry he used to eat back in Okinawa as a high teenager had been brown, instant curry. This had more of a yellow color to it. Did that mean it was Indian? He poked at the food with his chopsticks before returning his attention to the young woman sitting across from him.

"In my experience music is very hard to understand for some people. It is similar to learning a second language." Irei had been reading books from the library on musical theory. He was beginning to appreciate the masters by how they blended harmony and dissonance to create what he himself would refer to as art. "I agree that pretty much anyone can just play a few chords and call it a song, but do they really understand what they are playing? And how much thought have they put into this music?"

"Ah, I am a metahuman." He watched as she became excited by the prospect he was one. Irei just assumed that most people in Elysium were metahumans now, unless they were preternaturals: faes, merpeople, vampires...

Irei reached up and touched the space between his shoulder and his neck were the two puncture scars remained. The even that had occurred that night in the wine bar still haunted him. He was starting to ponder deeply about himself, when Daiyu's smile and new challenge pulled him away from thinking about past events.

"You do not believe me?" Here was the first time someone in Elysium hadn't taken what he said in blind faith. He smiled at her. She was a very interesting girl he was beginning to like. He didn't think she was as cynical as she thought she was. Irei believed her to be a free spirit, as many artists are. "What kind of proof would you like?"

It had been a while since he had used any of his "talent", and he was a little surprised with himself that he was actually a little excited and curious to know what Daiyu would ask him to do.

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[info]psychometric
2008-10-29 01:38 am UTC (link)
Maybe it was unfair to call Irei a liar about his abilities. Daiyu sure knew she had to deal with a lot of trouble with her abilities. It wasn’t everyday where someone could touch something that belonged to someone and they would see something vivid, something disturbing, something pleasant that did not belong to them. It was like Daiyu was right there and sometimes the image would not leave her head for many months. It was like a tattoo of the brain. A simple touch could reveal so much if she left her mind open. It was a useful ability, but it was also very pesky at times.

Her sister had a hard time dealing with it often. She would touch an item belonging to a stranger and if something disturbing came up, she could have nightmares for weeks. Daiyu would have to be by her side for days. Sometimes her sister would even catch a fever. Her sister was a giant baby with certain things though.

The psychometric finally spoke up. “That is one hell of an ability. I guess I was just shocked is all.” But she would love proof. He offered it and there was no way in hell she was going to say no to his offer. “But whatever it is you can do..i would love to see it.” But she immediately gave a look of confusion. “How can you show me though? Where is the proof? I mean if you can see dead people..how can I? You and me don’t have the same powers.”

If she could see dead people she would feel like she was in a haunted house for the rest of her life. Either that or in the sixth sense. She better have a badass sidekick like Bruce Willis then.

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[info]iseedeadpeople
2008-11-03 09:32 am UTC (link)
He smiled. Irei reached his hand over the table, holding it palm up to take her hand. On his wrist were a couple of bracelets with different stones. One bracelet was purely made of black onyx beads. Irei used this as a sort of talisman to channel his power through. While unlike the normal necromancer he could see or hear spirits, depending on how the ghost imprinted itself in this world, almost continuously.

"Is there someone you would like to talk to who has passed on? I can bring them back, assuming they have actually crossed over. Many spirits do not really leave us. A lot of them stick around, sapping strength from the living. Some do not know they are dead."

One hell of an ability. What an appropriate set of words in Irei's opinion. It certainly had caused the necromancer to experience a bit of hell throughout his life.

"I can," He hesitated, trying to think of word to best describe what he is able to do. "...channel? I guess that works. I can channel a spirit and they can talk through me. I can also send them to rest."

Irei picked up his wine glass again with his free hand and took a sip of it. "So what exactly are your abilities aside from art?"

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[info]psychometric
2008-11-05 05:01 pm UTC (link)
“Wow. That is one awesome necklace. I like it.” She moved in to inspect it, not at caring to remove her hands from Irei’s. If they were going to ‘channel’ something, why remove her hands? It might disrupt something for all she knew. Good excuse anyways. In the meantime she thought about someone that was good for channeling. She didn’t want to do something lame like channel her grandmother. She thought she was alive anyways so that could be a waste of this man’s talent. “How about this close friend of mine- Roy who died in a car accident? Does that work?”

When it came to her abilities she laughed. “Mine is boring compared to yours. Though it can be amusing. I can take an item from somebody and find something out about them. Sometimes I find out rather interesting things. Let’s say I touch your shirt after you take it off.” She knew what a weird example it was, but it was too late.

“I can figure out things such as what you did while wearing that shirt and personal things like is that shirt your favorite?” She gave him a teasing smile. “Nifty huh?”


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[info]iseedeadpeople
2008-11-09 11:51 am UTC (link)
“Is there a reason you want me to call out to your friend Roy?” Talking to the dead wasn’t like calling someone up on the telephone. If this boy was at peace Irei would have to pull him out of that, speak to him (though she still wouldn’t be able to see him), and then more than likely have to expend energy to send the body back to peace. “How much do you miss him? Is it worth disturbing him?”

Irei actually looked a little interested in her ability. To be able to know something about someone from just touching an object of theirs. It seemed like a rather fantastic ability, but then Irei liked knowing as much information about a subject as possible.

“Actually, that sounds rather impressive.” He smiled to himself. “And that gives me an idea.” He took off his bracelet of onyx beads, his magical tool for most of his necromancy, and slid it across the table toward her. “I would like to know what you can tell about me after touching that.”

He sat back and finished off his wine. If she saw some of what he had done as a necromancer then he wouldn’t have to bother trying to prove it to her. The only ways he could think of anyways was by channeling a spirit, letting it take over his body and talk to her. Anything else would have been to complicated, and it wasn’t like he was prepared to bring someone back from the dead anyways.

The curry sat on the table, barely even touched. Irei motioned for the waiter to come over. “Can I have a take-out box?” The waiter nodded and left them again to go get Irei a box for his food. Irei figured he wouldn’t have to make Sascha any food if he ate that tonight.

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[info]psychometric
2008-11-18 05:14 pm UTC (link)
Daiyu gave Irei a pointed look as she slowly picked up the beads. “Cheater.” She playfully accused. Of course she imagined it wasn’t easy bringing back the dead and she couldn’t say the staff would exactly appreciate it either. Some abilities were far more discreet than others. Hers happened to be one of them. “I’ll let you get away with it this time.”

First she inspected the beads, admiring the smooth texture. They were even slightly warm. “You know. You need to let me know where I can get me one of these.” She glanced up at him quickly. “Of course mine would be red or something. Not to mention I wouldn’t..couldn’t use them to channel the dead.”

The psychometric set the beads in a perfect circle in her left palm before she closed her other hand over it. The noise around her was a bit of a challenge so getting a good grip on the object would make the task much easier. After a few minutes she began to get a good vibe. There was a lot of power behind the bracelet. Someone may have seen it as just a flashy accessory like she first did. But she was beginning to see faces that did not belong on this earth. If she had to say it-They had ‘passed on’. It kind of was like some trippy experience. Seeing dead things come and go real fast since you were seeing things somewhat in fast forward. Not to mention she was only seeing bits and pieces. She didn’t own the bracelet and she wasn’t wearing it. Now she was sure as glad she didn’t have the ‘honor’.

“Damn.” She stated simply, setting the bracelet down. “So. You’d be screwed without this. This bracelet has helped you raise a lot of the dead..but I’m kind of getting that it also helps protect you.” She raised an eyebrow. “Because I am guessing with the dead raised and you having to be in control? Some serious shit can go down. Here I thought that thing was just a flashy little bracelet and you were full of bullshit.”

Daiyu gingerly placed the necklace back around Irei’s wrist. “Well clearly I was wrong. You sure have your demons..no pun intended.”

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[info]iseedeadpeople
2008-11-19 09:31 am UTC (link)
Irei watched her the bracelet between her hands. The smooth black beads were hardly ever out of his grasp. Control of his powers were difficult to come by and very rare. He would have probably gone insane and done something drastic had Sato-sensei not found him. “Ah, well, stones you know have power. I prefer black onyx because it helps me channel my power which is often a little subtle, unless you are the one living it.”

“It is also a protective stone. Onyx will take my place in dangerous situations. It either breaks or is lost.” Irei shrugged. He had lost more than his share of onyx bracelets because of the protective nature of the stone and because of the situations he continually found himself in.

Irei knew a lot about power of stones. He felt that onyx was one of the most useful minerals for his purposes. It acted as the catalyst for his necromancy, but the shiny black stone could also cause nightmares for the wearer. He watched Daiyu’s face as she focused on the bracelet in her hand. He wondered how the memories of an object could be viewed. What an interesting and powerful talent to have!

“What kind of stone do you like and what kind of power would you want it to have? Most red stones enhance assertive or sexual energy, and then there are those that deal with love.”

He crossed his legs as the waiter came back with a box to put his food in. Irei took the fork and used it to push his food into the takeout box and then set the plate down, away from him. He wondered exactly what Daiyu was seeing about his life. The faces of the dead he had sent on or called out to, or the rituals he participated in. It was actually a bit disconcerting. Irei normally preferred to have control over what people were allowed to know of him. In this situation, he had no control over what the young girl saw.

Irei watched as she slipped the bracelet back over his wrist once she had finished scrying from it what she could. It didn’t seem she knew much aside from how he used it to control the dead. He nodded in agreement with most of what she was saying. “Ah, if I did not have this, it would certainly make controlling my powers very difficult. I would have to find something else to act as a...talisman.”

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[info]psychometric
2008-11-24 11:09 pm UTC (link)
Was Daiyu terribly perverted? She must have been, because when she heard of the red beads she felt a smirk become of her lips. “I’ll take the red ones.” What was so wrong about wishing for some sexual energy? Maybe her sister could use one herself. That girl was like a helpless lamb in a lions’ world especially when it came to that area. “What about the beads attracts such energy? How many types are there? Do you have to do something to it? Or does it come naturally? Like a supernatural belief such as stones in Wicca as well as charms?”

She was quite fascinated by this but laughed. “I am sorry. I must be making your head spin. But this stuff is fucking unreal and amazing and it rocks that you know all about it. When I gave into curiosity about things a bit ‘supernatural’ so to say it was mostly through books and you know you can’t always believe what they say. If now is not a good time, we could always meet again. Otherwise, I’m completely all ears.”

Daiyu could use what she saw as a lure for more times to see Irei, but she felt somewhat bad not admitting to what she had seen before his fateful event in the sanctuary. “You want to know what I saw? Or just what I get from your personality?” She sighed a bit. “Well I don’t exactly see things like a clear vision. It’s more like a perspective kind of thing.”

She set her hands in her lap. “I know you live with a man named Sascha. He’s touched these beads before, so he must be close to you.” There was innuendo to that, proving that she knew a little something extra regarding this man but nothing all too invasive. “If it came down to it, he’s the only friend you’ve got. I mean..any one can be your friend. But if push came to shove in terms of ‘true friends’ this man is the last one standing.” She gave a smirk, pretty damn proud of herself. “I can pinpoint people, places, things. I can not tell the future. I wish I could. Maybe I could see if this place gets a strip club or something.” She joked light heartedly.

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OOC: OMG! I'm sorry this took so long! O.o;
[info]iseedeadpeople
2008-12-13 11:44 am UTC (link)
Daiyu seemed very interested in the sexual powers of some beads. He covered his mouth with his hand and chuckled softly. Women were always interested in this type of thing. “Ah well, I do not know much about Wicca, but many religious beliefs have stones of power. I do not really equate myself with any of them.” He tilted his head upward in thought. “No, for most stones the power is innate, unless it is something a sorcerer or witch has enchanted.”

Irei shook his head. “It is fine, I guess. I am bit used to not understanding me.” He was used to it, but for some women it had not stopped them from sleeping with him that night. Irei figured it had something to do with mystery plus the fact that he was actually very attractive. He knew of his own level of attraction, and suffer more than a little bit of narcissism.

“Oh, you saw my roommate Sascha?” Irei smiled coolly at her. Of course Sascha had touched his beads before. Considering how close the two were it only made sense. “He and I have known each other a long time. You could say that we are closer than most friends.” If she wanted to know more about their relationship, she’d have to touch something else. Irei was not prone to giving out needless information.

“I seriously doubt anyone would open a strip club, certainly not anytime soon.” Irei always got the feeling about this place as being some sort of a Utopia despite the strange occurrences of dolls and bloody ropes appearing on people’s doorsteps and dead animals having tea parties inside people’s homes. “Somehow I get the feeling that most people here are just able to tolerate the wine bar, and even that is starting to gain a bad reputation.”

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It's totally cool, I've have been so pathetically slow ><
[info]psychometric
2008-12-15 06:51 pm UTC (link)
Irei could think safe. Daiyu just saw them often walking together, bits of them hanging out..that kind of thing. Maybe they even arrived in Elysium together. It looked like it. She saw a dog along with them as well. She was fond of animals, she had a cat herself so when she thought about it for a moment she couldn’t help but smile before she turned her attention back to Irei. “Yes, indeed I saw you with your roommate.” She smirked. “I just saw you walking with him and a dog, things like that. You guys have been through a lot, yes? I’m guessing you came here together. It would have been awfully hard to come here by yourself. I know I would have hated to have come here by myself. Even though my sister drives me crazy, I still go with her.” She gave him a playful stare as to what she knew otherwise. “All I know otherwise is you live together for a reason other than sharing laundry service. I can’t tell anything else. You’re like a puzzle piece. You’re hard to fully put together.”

Irei was hard to read, he could give her a headache. Jia probably would pass out (which would have been awesome and hilarious for her to see). She liked challenges though.

The psychometric chuckled when it came to the Wine Bar. “You know. It is funny. The wine bar gets boring to me sometimes. You mean to tell me I’ve been missing out on some things?” She inquired.

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FIN (OOC: It's fine. This way it's one less thing for us to worry about.)
[info]iseedeadpeople
2009-01-07 11:35 am UTC (link)
Irei wondered if she was telling the whole truth. Irei and Sascha weren't the only men who lived together in the haven, but everyone it seemed had an opinion about Irei and Sascha's relationship. Irei mentally shrugged. Let people guess and wonder what they want. It didn't bother him any.

"Ah, well the wine bar has been the scene of a grisly murder. Also plenty of unsavory things have occurred there." Like the time Irei had gained a new scar on his shoulder. "If you do go there, go with caution. During day light would probably be the safest time." He smiled a little wickedly. "Vampires are known to hunt there at night."

Irei polished off the rest of his wine and stood up slowly. "Well I should be going. It was very nice speaking to you and a pleasure to meet you, Daiyu-san. I would love to see some of your art someday soon, and to hear you play your music." He took the pretty girl's hand and kissed her knuckles gently, before taking his to-go box and heading out the door of the restaurant.

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