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Post by Z Stradivari on Feb 14, 2021 16:27:09 GMT
"Like what I see, but brighter. Not quite as void. How about the rose bush over there?" He would say with a tilt of his head. That statement alone confirming her idea that he had some kind of 6th sense.
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Post by Amon'i Generation on Feb 14, 2021 16:31:36 GMT
"Hm," She grunted, turning toward the bush and leading him over to it, carefully running his finger up the stem, and over the bloom.
"Imagine something so beautiful you must fight yourself to look away from, something so full of life and vibrant color that it steals your attention every time you look in its direction."
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Post by Z Stradivari on Feb 14, 2021 16:48:23 GMT
"So, like you. Just as a color. The petals feel like velvet, and the stem is hard and has thorns. Something so lovely, but forceful and commanding. It can do both effortlessly. What do you call such a color?"
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Post by Amon'i Generation on Feb 14, 2021 17:10:06 GMT
Amon'i paid no mind to his compliment, giving a light shake of her head and returning her hand to her hip.
"This particular color is a shade of red, a warm color," She explained. "There are also colors of opposite contrast. Cool colors."
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Post by Z Stradivari on Feb 14, 2021 17:13:34 GMT
"So if you and roses are red. Would things like the fountain and the water be cooler colors?" He would ask excitedly, thinking he was starting to get it.
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Post by Amon'i Generation on Feb 14, 2021 17:38:53 GMT
Amon'i paused briefly.
"I am not red, Zadkiel. But, yes. Water, being blue, sometimes iridescent, classifies as a cool color."
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Post by Z Stradivari on Feb 14, 2021 18:21:44 GMT
He would smile and booped her nose. "You can call me Ki. That's what my mom used to call me. Or Z, which is what most people who can't pronounce my name call me.
"So what color are you Mon mon?" He would ask with an innocent giggle.
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Post by Amon'i Generation on Feb 14, 2021 18:25:10 GMT
Amon'i caught Zadkiel's hand and twisted it upward, holding it there until he retracted it.
"Do not touch me," She demanded, "And I will call you whatever I please." She added, in annoyance. If she wanted to call him one of his ridiculous nick names, she would do it on her own accord.
...and speaking of ridiculous nick names.
"You, on the other hand, may NOT call me anything other than Amon'i. Is that understood?" She raised her head slightly, casting a glare down at him.
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Post by Z Stradivari on Feb 14, 2021 18:31:41 GMT
He would quickly jolt and hold his hand up in a salute. Obviously shocked but his dumb smile still plastered there.
"YES SIR... guy. GIRL. Mon mon. MOMMA. lady. sargeant. trainer? MASTER MISTRESS! A'moni..." he paused. His brain running at 90's internet speed.
"Ma'am" he finally settled on. Beaming happily at his own intelligence.
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Post by Amon'i Generation on Feb 14, 2021 18:36:17 GMT
Amon'i's eyebrow twitched, she raised her hand from the hilt of her sword, briefly breaking her picture perfect posture as she wiped it over her face. She grumbled to herself, and sighed.
"I swear you're going to be the death of me. And, yourself, for that matter."
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Post by Z Stradivari on Feb 14, 2021 18:39:00 GMT
Z would laugh at the joke. Finding it quite bemusing. The idea that either of them would die was a little funny. She was far too competent and he was a living brick
"That's a good one God Queen Space Empress Dictator Overlord A'moni Ma'am!"
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Post by Amon'i Generation on Feb 14, 2021 18:41:08 GMT
And, that's the one that did it.
Amon'i raised her hand from her sword, once again, ushering a full force slap across his cheek, and then backhanding him on the way back.
"It is Amon'i. A. M. O. N. '. I. How a woman managed to give birth to a talking rock, I'll never know."
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Post by Z Stradivari on Feb 14, 2021 19:42:09 GMT
The first slap stung, but the backhand hurt. It hit the bruise on his face. Still, he would smile big, just reach his hand up and hold that part of his face.
"I can't be a rock! Rocks can't smell like strawberries Mon mo- Amon'i." He would giggle out.
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Post by Amon'i Generation on Feb 14, 2021 19:54:43 GMT
Amon'i crossed her arms over her chest, an unusual gesture for her.
"Is there more to your request or are we done here?"
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Post by Z Stradivari on Feb 15, 2021 2:08:17 GMT
"Well yeah. I have to tell you how grateful I am. This is something that I've wanted to know for years. I also learned that I am not a total failure today. I always wanted to be someone my mom would be proud of." He would say with the sweetest smile his goofy face ever produced.
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Post by Amon'i Generation on Feb 15, 2021 2:10:49 GMT
Amon'i sighed, turning back toward the direction of the Church.
"We should be getting back, now."
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Post by Z Stradivari on Feb 15, 2021 3:56:44 GMT
Z would just nod and happily begin to skip back.
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