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holliander · Sep 14, 2014

After reading, Corbin smiled ruefully under his scarf. A kindred spirit, he thought and chuckled to himself. He didn't really realize that she looked as fragile as he was. He supposed having to stare at his reflection all day, he was starting to forget how to truly differentiate the healthy from those who aren't. He wondered if that was something he should be worried about in the future. He should probably learn how to see the differences if ever anything serious happens. He does hope that he just had a lot in his mind right now to be able to judge anything base on appearances alone.

He watched her as she wrote something down for him once again. A sudden thought occured to him that since they were both mute - chosen mute but mute nonetheless - maybe he can talk to her in more comfortable manner than writing things on boards or on tablets.

Tamara , he read. As he finished reading, Corbin didn't bother to pull his board back and instead place his right hand on his chest before swinging it down to his left and tapping it once in some sort of x shape. He then proceeded to spell his name.

"My name is C - O - R - B - I - N"

He then paused before showing her his name sign. He hoped that she could understand him. The board was courtesy of other because Corbin knew that not all people knew how to sign. But signing was definitely an easier way to communicate and he was always happy to find someone fluent in sign as he was.

Hyper · Sep 15, 2014

For a moment, Tamara was taken aback when the student chose to communicate with her differently. As soon as she realized the boy had begun using sign language, she smiled in her thoughts — given that she was not able to show it outwardly.

While she had it easy to understand signs, she knew well enough that she was out of practice. In truth, she had not used that mode of communication for a long while. The last person she had used to speak with it was her Father and that had been years ago before she took her current form.

But it never really hurt to try again. Sign language was easier than verbal languages, after all, what with all those grammar rules and such. Setting her board to her side, she signed:

"It's nice to meet you, Corbin. I'm delighted to know you've learned to sign. I'm a bit out of practice, unfortunately. You have to excuse me."

holliander · Sep 17, 2014

((I feel like Corbin's changing every time I write his responses. It's getting frustrating.))

Corbin was elated at her response. He didn't want to admit it, he was also getting a bit out of practice. When there wasn't anyone he could talk to, it was easy for the mind to forget. He had taken to signing in front of his mirror but it wasn't the same as actually talking to someone with it.

Smiling, he signed back quickly.

"You're doing fine. And well, I figured if I was going to choose to be mute, I might as well learn. I didn't have anything better to do with my time."

Looking back, he regretted just how much time he had wasted doing nothing. He only ever did things that tickled his fancy and learning sign at the time was one of them. He hasn't really thought of how to fix his life yet, even if it had been a few years since he's decided to be on his own. It was probably time to start. He wasn't going to get any younger.

Glancing at Tamara, his eyes managed to glimpse the tablet she put away to sign back at him. He didn't get to ask, but she mentioned something about being older than what she seemed.

"You mentioned something about being older than how you look, how old are you exactly? If you mind me asking.

Hyper · Sep 17, 2014

[[ i'm pretty sure tamara's not acting like how i originally planned her too tho. lmao. tho that happens a lot i think? most of my characters gradually change when i rp them, but that's how i usually do when developing my characters~ ]]

Tamara felt a sense of contentment as she noticed Corbin had a positive reaction at her response. Even more so when the boy assured her that her signing was not as bad as she thought. She felt relieved by that.

The parasite had too much time in her hands, so she figured she should learn a thing or two. A new language didn't sound bad either but that proved to be a little difficult because, with the kind of people she interacted with, she can only practice one or two at a time. And out of every twenty non-mute people she could meet, at most three could understand sign language. It was easier to speak through it; in fact, she recalls her Father told her she was move talkative that way compared to writing.

She would smile at Corbin, if she could, when he finally brought up asking her age. She never really minded that question, unlike most of the women she's met. She never understood why.

Signing her response, she said:

"I don't really mind being asked. But honestly, I've actually lost count. I should be at least two thousand and six-hundred years old or so if based on the Gregorian Calendar?"

Tamara made a small sign that could have meant she was laughing.

holliander · Sep 17, 2014

"Wow, that is definitely older than how you look." Corbin sighed at her in awe. He was well aware that SA housed a number of people that are probably over a hundred of years old, but this might be his first time meeting somebody over a thousand.

"You're almost as old as time itself," he comments, "What are you even?"

He didn't know what made him ask. It really wasn't his business to ask other people what they were. Especially people he's only just met. It was terribly rude and perhaps bothersome to the other person. But he was inexplicably itching with curiosity today and Tamara seemed nice enough to indulge his questioning. It has been awhile since he's had a proper conversation outside of his roommate. He kind of missed it.

((At this rate, I'm going to have to scrap polite from his description because he doesn't seem to have control over what he says. No wonder he's so afraid of losing to temptation and talking. ))

Hyper · Sep 18, 2014

[[ wellp. he's probably just super talkative when signing lmao. tbh, i actually put tamara as quiet but she's such a chatter xD ]]

Tamara chuckled in her thoughts. My, isn't he quite a curious one? Usually, the reactions to her age was either disbelief, or a slight bit of fear, but she could tell so clearly that Corbin was amazed to find out that she had walked the earth for more than a thousand years. It was an interesting turn of events, she admits.

She would have been very delighted to tell him every detail, but she always worried about having to tell about her dark days, fearing that they may assume that her change of heart was not permanent. It was true that she has not completely left her old ways, eyeing random students with powerful magic, silently whispering that she'd want to take it from them, but never actually acted on it. She will find a chance to find a better container, until then she has to wait.

In response to Corbin's query, she signed:

"I would say that I'm just as human as you. But that doesn't really make much sense to you, would it?"

Tamara had always considered herself as simply human and nothing more, but by the state she was in, she was technically just a spirit now. A spirit that lives off by taking over bodies of the living. A parasite. She then added:

"I was a mage once, when I was young and I cursed my own soul with immortality."

holliander · Sep 18, 2014

"No, not really." Corbin replies. All his years in SA, he very well knew that a whole lot of them weren't as human as they seem. When he thought about it, he wasn't even sure he was human anymore. As far as he knew, humans weren't able to change reality at all; much less change it with just a word. He wondered if everyone here thought the same.

Immortality, he repeats in his head.

"Were you all alone?" He knew what immortality entailed. He's spent hours cooped up in his room watching movies and that was always the same issue that arose whenever people talked about immortality. If you didn't have anyone with you, it would be such a lonely life.

He knew what loneliness felt like. He's been living in it for the past few years. He can't even imagine having to go through it in a thousand. He can't imagine it going even further than that. And that's what Tamara had set herself up for.

((Supposed quiet people actually have a lot of things on their mind.))

Hyper · Sep 19, 2014

"Yes. For the most of my years."

Tamara replied without hesitation. There was an air of somberness, though faint, in her movements as she signed her response. She had times that she found allies in her early days, but she would soon after discard them if they were not able to meet her expectations. In retrospect, majority of them had been loyal to her and she simply threw them away.

Around the time before she completely reformed, she found people she could trust, people whose presence she found herself to be fond of, but they could never have the time she had. Oftentimes, they fail to understand why she had to take others' bodies. So they left.

But in the last 500 years, she found good company in one person.

"I don't feel as lonely as before now though."

She signed, straightening up from her sunken posture as she began. Though she was senior to the person with nearly two thousand years she had always regarded him as the father she had long forgotten. For Tamara, she owed him her life.

"I met someone a few centuries back and he often visits me when time permits. I fondly regard him as my Father."

[[ now consider the fact that tamara is already beyond the age of being that grandmother who always talked about her old days with her grandchildren /shotx23456 ]]

holliander · Sep 20, 2014

Corbin can see that she regarded this person quite fondly. He was wonderfully surprised that she did have someone and ignored that small voice at the back of his head that taunted him that he will never find someone himself. A father, she says. He smiled underneath his scarf as he imagined Tamara in his mind, over a thousand years old and acting like a young girl with her father. He wondered what kind of person that person was to be regarded as some sort of father figure for a soul who lived a hundred years or more before him.

"Oh? Where does he go?" he signed, curious about her father. He was quite curious about Tamara already, she seemed a bit of an enigma. And having someone to have kept her company also called out a curiosity in Corbin and he wasn't sure where it came from.

((It's perfect. Now all she needs is a rocking chair as she begins to tell her tales to these young whippersnappers.))

Hyper · Sep 20, 2014

[[ "when i was your age, we didn't have all these fancy tablets. we had stone tablets. and they weren't all that fun. but unsurprisingly, they're still as fragile. " -granny tamara ]]

"He travels often."

Tamara signed almost immediately, as if her attention was now completely focused on the conversation. One could just wonder what was it about this 'father' of hers that made her so fond of him.

"In the first few years in fact, we only meet by chance. But after a while, he finds the time to look for me when needed. Usually by the time before I change faces."

She paused. Tamara wondered how the student would actually understand what she had meant by that. She only hopes he takes it as literally as she had said it. She continued:

"He had mentioned to me though that he might come here soon. He might be going by a different name by now, though."

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