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    Haraka Omaras
    Haraka Omaras

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    Post by Haraka Omaras on 10th February 2020, 4:28 am

    It had been working out to be a very normal day so far. Everything started in the morning, as all days tend to. Start cooking food for later in the day until William wakes up. After that the cooking stops in favor of washing up and helping his son wash. One day the child will reach an age where they wont want help, so moments like these where he accepts it now are very precious. After that he dries them both off than gets dressed. William doesn't accept help getting dressed anymore, which is fine. He already that the child was more likely to mentally mature faster. Children tended to want to do things for themselves as soon as they are able. This is their attempt to prove that they're just as capable as adults. If only they would accept adolescence more, than they would be able to relish in it more. Then again if children knew to enjoy the youth while it was there, there might not be innocence left to protect. He supposed then that it was good that William didn't know just how precious these early years would really become? It meant that hadn't had their innocence torn away from them in some form or another by life yet. As a parent he would try to keep it that way. Cook breakfast before eating with and talking with son. Pack food and cook more before sitter arrives. Leave for his shift at the hospital. Take a break to eat after the shift is over then move on to working on and creating goods. Pack goods before getting help moving goods to the proper merchants.

    Talking business with multiple business owners, merchants, and manufacturers. Pick up William at some point during this madness. Make son some dinner, hand him some books so he will peacefully eat. These events is what lead to his current position. The clam demon was napping in Harakas lap with a book clutched in their hands. Haraka was busy handling paper work, something he didn't really mind doing. The office desk was mostly tidy, the majority of paper work already completed and organized. There were books and notes next to his work but getting him to fully escape the want to read would be like trying to get the doctor to eat less. For better or worse, his stomach was still a hard void to fill. Why was this? The elder Omaras wasn't really sure at this point. This wasn't something that bothered the individual though. Life was wonderful, it was busy enough to ignore the sinking negative feelings and confusion that still rested in their own heart. It was easy to pretend like he had everything figured out, as long as the right questions weren't asked. When all the paperwork was done for the day the sky had already turned a warm set of colors. The sun was threatening to sleep soon, but he wanted to let a certain small child rest longer. For that reason he poked at one of the books on his work desk, opening it to where he had last left off.

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    Post by Perry Bardell on 13th February 2020, 1:06 pm



    Perry Bardell


    After getting hold of his new powers and the encounter with Haraka at the festival, Perry wanted to focus on getting his mind back in order, if only just a little bit. He had Nova fetch him his work and paperwork, so that he could stay in the privacy of his room. The less he thought about everything that had happened, the better he could work. But that wasn't supposed to be the aim. He was supposed to come to terms with the events, not to bury them, like with so many things he had up until then. The selfsame things that came back to haunt him. It felt incredibly frustrating.

    The elf's head was buried in his hands, trying to think of what to do. Nova wasn't there. He was delivering Perry's finished paperwork to the people placed in the upper parts of the Company's hierarchy. The extraterrestrial creature was always up to listen to what Perry had to say, but he couldn't offer anything other in return. The society he hailed from was very much different and the experiences he had were not comparable to that of the thief's. Willow was out aswell, trying to get to know the winds around Tolgalen. She continued to blame herself, though that feeling had started to fade, seeing Perry's progress with adapting to the wind magic.

    The young elf let out a strained sigh. He straightened himself in his chair and pulled his hands away from his face, turning to see the window. The sun was already setting, even though he could've sworn that he had just begun his work. Had he truly spent the whole day buried in papers without realising? He tilted his head backwards, gazing upon the empty ceiling of his room. There had to be a way out. A path that could guide him through the thorns and.. and..

    He inhaled, sharply. There was one person. A person whom Perry knew he could confide in. Not only could, but wished to help him. The thought about him made his heart race with feelings of uncertainty. Never before had someone confessed to him, especially in such a blunt way. Never before was he the one who was on the receiving end. It was always him, flirting his days away with ladies that seemed like could would fit his personality and wouldn't mind his profession. In the end, none of those ever worked out, even though Perry thought they could. He was considered just a one or two night stand. A charming fellow who was down to spend the night together, no strings attached. Even though he yearned for those strings.

    Would it be the right decision? There was only one way to find out. The elf clad himself in a green, long sleeved t-shirt and black jeans, which he paired up with a pair of leather boots that had golden accents on the sides and around the soles. He didn't wear them often, but it seemed like a good occasion to take them out. With a soft exhale, a glamour of illusion of his old self. It was contradictory to what he was trying to accomplish, but he wanted to keep his old image within the Company, for the time being. Perry left his room and with brisk steps he headed to a particular part of the building.

    Soon enough, he was standing in front of closed doors. They belonged to the office of Haraka Omaras, one of the Vice Presidents of the Company. Perry wasn't sure if Haraka was still in his office, but it felt strange to him to have headed straight to the other man's room. He would do that, if he confirmed that the office in front of him was empty. The elf dispelled the glamour, showing his true attire and rather dishevelled demeanour. His hair was messy and his hand was trembling, as he lifted it to knock on the door. He hesitated, for a moment, before forcing himself and knock. "Hello! May I come in?" The thief would call out, his heart beating even faster.

    Word Count: 683 - 1206 ~ Tagged: @Haraka Omaras ~ By Rach Delusional



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    Haraka Omaras
    Haraka Omaras

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    Post by Haraka Omaras on 15th February 2020, 12:57 am

    If there was one thing Haraka had, it was a large number of strings attached. The most obvious ones were clear in sight, being a parent pared with his position. There was a lot of work involved in both things and neither could be taken lightly. The title of vice president wasn't something he took lightly. Honestly anything that held an amount of responsibility larger than the every day person had to handle made the doctor nervous. He couldn't help but to remember a certain building in a certain country hidden away under the ocean. They were blood family, no matter how much it was hated. Even after their species had changed, the mark had never gone away. That meant they were still family, it was still an irremovable part of their identity. It was one of the reasons the death fae used to try to rip their wings off for so long. It was good they had learned how to deal with those feelings and stop being so self having and self destructive. That didn't remove the scars on their back, nor the fears more deeply engraved than the carving within the skin. That little mess had two less obvious strings tangled and attached. The elder Omaras had a history of self harming and royal lineage. At least one of those was mostly buried with time, the other being something barely anyone knew ever even existed in the first place. A bookmarker was placed before the thick tomb before it was placed down at the sound of a certain voice behind the door. It wasn't just another worker, not like he ever considered someone as lowly as 'just another'. What he meant was this was someone he was a bit closer to. "Please come in Perry."

    His voice was soft and quiet as it typically was, but he soon realized a problem. The doctor could typically speak loud enough to be sure someone could hear him, but he likely wasn't doing this right now. Furthermore, raising their voice any more would wake up the child in their lap. Then again didn't he normally get up to answer the door anyway? Not like it would be so easy to at this second. Then again this friend has elf ears now, right? They should work good enough to pick up even this mans quiet and soft voice. Maybe this shouldn't be left up to chance. With the book placed down, he started gathering the child carefully out of his lap and into one of his arms. Once that was achieved the man got out of the desks chair before then creating a few thick blankets. The blankets were of course made of layers of woven plant fibers, soft and perfect for wrapping a child in. The tiny clam child was carefully placed within the blanket pile on his chair. That was better, now he could move towards the door without worrying that any one motion could wake the tiny redhead up. There had been a bit of stirring through the entire time, but not enough to suggest the one year old had fully woken up. It was a bit of a relief, enough to allow the man to start walking from the chair. Should he grab some food from their bag under the desk? Well, not yet. He had no idea why his friend was coming, so snacks might be a little much. Then again, might as well ask? "Would you like some tea, or something to eat?"

    Being closer to the door now, at least the quiet voice would have been easier to hear, if the other hadn't already come in. There was one thing the doctor couldn't do that made the man vastly different than others Perry had been with in the past. As a single parent, there was no way he could have flings. As a virgin who had been holding onto that for thousands of years, they couldn't just toss it to a random stranger for fun either. There were many reasons that made him a complicated person to be with, but each one also made him all that less likely to be the type to want something temporary. Nothing was simple about the death fae, not even the gentle grin that their full lips tended to make so often towards so many people.

    Words: 727
    Harakas Total: 1,250
    Group Total: 1,933


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    Post by Perry Bardell on 16th February 2020, 6:04 am



    Perry Bardell


    There was a response inside the office to Perry's knocking, but he couldn't quite make out what was said. Was he being let in, told to wait or to come back later? The thief hesitated, unsure what to do. He could make out the sounds of things being moved a bit, but he hadn't the slightest of ideas as to what was happening behind the closed doors. As Perry contemplated his decisions, however, he suddenly heard a question asked through the door. Something about having or tea. That was when he realised that he was most likely supposed to have already gone inside.

    The elf gently opened the door, making sure not to bump into anybody who might have stood right behind them. He slipped inside the office and swiftly closed the door behind him. Everything on the inside was well organised, with the slight exception of a few things on the desk, but those didn't mess up the greater image. Being face to face with the man who confessed his feelings, again, made Perry's heart race even more. "Hey Haraka." He would greet his colleague once more, before realising that there was indeed a child wrapped up in blankets that sat upon the chair, which belonged to the desk. "Sorry for being loud." Perry would quickly apologise, but in a softer voice.

    The young man was not sure how to approach the problem with which he came to Haraka. Even though he came to the office to solve the problem that plagued him for some time, Perry was already stuck at the first step. So unlike the Black Cat. Whatever happened to the days of being a carefree thief who lived for the thrill of that day? It seemed they had passed, as much as it pained him to think about. There was still that one question that Haraka had asked, before he came in, however. "I wouldn't mind some tea." He would reply to the question, choosing only the beverage option. Perry didn't feel hungry. And yet, he couldn't remember having eaten that day. It most likely wasn't a good idea to pass on eating, but something was telling him that if he tried to eat it would only make him feel sick to his stomach. "I hope I'm not intruding in on your work." Perry would say, his voice filled with a bit more worry that he had intended.

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    Haraka Omaras
    Haraka Omaras

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    Post by Haraka Omaras on 16th February 2020, 2:52 pm

    Perry took a bit longer to come in than expected. The elf seemed strangely quiet and alone. Was this for a private conversation? Well thankfully at least he had a tea set in the room for just in case. There were other ways the man could make tea, but it looked better for business if one could greet guests with a tea set that wasn't pulled out of a bag. Walking to a little table behind his desk, the man turned on a heater before placing a stoneware teapot on top. The item itself seemed to have a painted on graze with flowers that were currently in season. It was nice to at least have enough remnants of the old magic to be able to fill the teapot with water, even if cooking was just about all he could use it for anymore at this point. Reaching to one of the draws of the small table, he pulled open a drawer. Inside had a few wooden boxes and some tins. "It's alright, you didn't know my son was asleep. What brings you here?" He decided to close the drawer, opting instead to open his jacket to grab a small bag that had been hidden in one of the pockets on the underside. The tiny bag was partially emptied into the metal filter inside the teapot before it was closed back up. There was a shirt on under the jacket, its pattern being mostly white. It had some mint patterning on the fabric, but that was about it. The item was then stashed back into the pocket before the coat was closed back up. With that done anything under the jacket was hidden once again. With that done the teapots lid was placed back on. There was no rushing tea, so there was nothing more he could do with that until it was finished.

    Haraka grabbed two chairs meant for business guests before picking them up. The death fae then quietly carried the items to near the front of the desk before quietly placing both down next to each other. His face flushed briefly. Was being so close a good idea so soon after the confession? So that's how they were moved slightly further apart before gesturing for his friend to sit. "My work is already finished for the day so there's no interruption." That's right, he just needed to hand the papers over to the right people and it was finished. Why was the heart making it so hard to think straight? The young looking man hadn't thought confessing their feelings would change everything. Nothing had technically changed though? But somehow it did, how he felt had changed by confessing. It was harder to pull themselves together, but at least he wasn't walking into anything right now? Maybe this torrent of fluttering feelings would calm down. "Is there anything on your mind?" That's right. This time he would control himself better. This time he willingly pulled their natural voice out. It was a first time for such a thing, but they didn't need to know that. Before that time all the other times he had let his natural voice leak out had been accidental. Though spoken in a quiet tone, it was still their deep and silky voice.

    Words: 548
    Harakas total: 1,798
    Group Total: 2,883


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    Post by Perry Bardell on 17th February 2020, 3:47 pm



    Perry Bardell


    After Perry asked for tea, Haraka got to work. He put on a kettle and searched one of his desk's drawers. Then he took out a bag out of the inside of his jacket, while he accepted his apology. He was glad that his little misstep had been taken care of. However, when it came to the question that followed, he wasn't sure what to reply. Why was he there? What was he trying to do, by visiting Haraka? Did he just want the companionship? The cogs in his head spun, as he absent-mindedly watched his colleague prepare chairs for them.

    His train of thoughts was broken with Haraka assuring the elf that his work was already done for the day and that his visit was not an interruption. It seemed that Perry was lucky to find him still in his office, then. He still couldn't find his voice, so he sat down on one of the offered chairs, to buy a few more seconds to think. "I..." His voice was barely above a whisper. "I just don't know what to do anymore." He was looking down on backs of his hands. They were carved with wind runes, a result of one of the changes that he went through when Willow made a contract with him. "I keep telling myself that everything's fine. I keep thinking to myself that people are not going to outright shun me just because I have pointy ears." The elf would let out a sigh as he leaned back in his chair. "It's just not working. No matter how much I try."

    Perry would look up at the ceiling. "I know I will not be able to move forward if I do not come to terms with myself and what happened." And that was the main issue for him. He was very well aware what was holding him back, but he had no idea how to solve it. To get rid of that gnawing feeling that kept eating away at him. "I thought that perhaps.." The young man would turn his head to Haraka. "Perhaps coming to see you would help me." His expression was filled with just tiredness. Exhaustion from the cauldron of emotions that just kept boiling no matter now hard Perry tried to extinguish the flames underneath it. Did he think that seeing Haraka would help him? He didn't know, but he surely hoped so.

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    Haraka Omaras
    Haraka Omaras

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    Post by Haraka Omaras on 19th February 2020, 2:56 am

    What Haraka didn't expect was an issue that he could relate to. This was a feeling he had been forced to face directly by Ruvel. The heater under the teapot, quiet small breathes from a resting child, and Perry were the only sources of sound in the room. It wasn't quiet, but it was certainly calmer than it had been earlier in the day. The flushed color faded from his face, their heart slowing to a steady and smooth beat. That's right, the elf was more than just a crush. The pretty blond was also a dear friend, so right now he had to try to be the type of person they could turn to. It wasn't too long he had even told this person they could depend on the doctor, right? It felt a bit like this was serious, because emotions are just that. Also, he knew exactly how it felt to keep trying to tell yourself its okay when things are crumbling inside. This was exactly why he reached out towards one of Perrys shoulders, gently touching it with his fingers. An attempt to try to comfort someone that looked and sounded to be holding a lot back. "I think the first step to feeling better is to stop trying to convince yourself that everything's alright. It's okay to not feel alright with everything..." He didn't like to make assumptions. If you respond with stiffness and firm standing, it's harder to be more fluid later on. But wind isn't good at grounding things, nor is the fluidity of water. Hard things were better at being the firm and calming source of comfort. This was something they wanted to try to become. Besides, he wanted to be what this person needed.

    Being this way for strangers had been pretty common as a bartender. This of course was nowhere near the same. He wasn't serving the fellow west fiore trading company member any drinks, nor mixing them. The fae could touch the elf to try to help in comforting and desperately wanted to. It was important to Haraka that this was something they could do for someone they cared for. They could be close to someone and fill those needed roles, for his own sake just as much as for the blond. Up until this point nobody had relied on him in an intimate way outside of William. It made the brown man feel a bit like he was still a loose rooted creature that could walk out the door and never return, that he would only need to remember to take his son with him. It was a devastatingly lonely sensation to feel that way, especially when struggling so hard to feel like they were part of current events. It was a struggle to not feel like a relic, though at least it wasn't a struggle anymore to feel like a real person. This was also why he was still trying to stick to using their real voice. The deep one they had intentionally tried to not use for so long. It would feel a bit like betraying his friend if the vice president expected them to open up all the while using a face voice. That wouldn't be fair in the slightest, right? He was hoping that being as honest and true as possible now would help the one who needed to burst open to do just that. "How do you feel Perry?"

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    Post by Perry Bardell on 20th February 2020, 9:01 am



    Perry Bardell


    The other man extended his hand and placed it on Perry's shoulder. The elf didn't flinch or pull away from the touch. It felt... soothing. Though what Haraka had said next, stung. Was is truly okay to not feel alright? Perry's gaze shifted from his friend, back his hands, thinking about what had Haraka just said, in his deep, silky voice. Was is always like that? The thief couldn't tell, but he felt like it helped him to try and get his thoughts in relative order.

    His arms, eyes and ears served as a constant reminder that he was far from what he had used to be. Some of the curves of the wind runes poked out from beneath the sleeves of his top and covered the back of his hands. Those were just his physical changes. The knowledge he gained in Crocus from both his first hand experience of his parents' absence and the information he acquired from Reggie were a big part of the problematic cauldron of emotions, aswell. What was he supposed to do? Just be fine with what had his parents hidden from him and let them be, wherever they were? If he did that, he would just be running. Exactly what he had done up until that day he decided to steal that box from his childhood, which left him broken, as he was sitting there and then.

    Thankfully, the train of thoughts that threatened to turn into a mad spiral was stopped by Haraka, asking Perry a simple question. However, the answer was anything but. How was he feeling? He would quietly sigh. "I..." The young elf didn't know how to explain himself. "It feels like everything around me has crumbled down. The things I thought I understood, got twisted. The past that I took for what it was, doesn't seem to be what I remember." With an expression filled with sadness, he would look back up to his friend. He didn't know if he was conveying his thoughts in the right way. "I thought I knew... myself." The elf would clench his hands into fists. "I guess that I just put a blindfold on my eyes and shut my ears, caring only for the present." Perry would relax his hands as he closed his eyes. "I... I don't know how to repair all the things that fell apart." The thief would open his eyes and set his gaze upon Haraka. Talking about how he felt made the knot of emotions in his gut tighten. His heart felt heavy. Was this really helping him to move forward?

    Word Count: 433 - 1921 - 4294 ~ Tagged: @Haraka Omaras ~ By Rach Delusional



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    Haraka Omaras
    Haraka Omaras

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    Post by Haraka Omaras on 23rd February 2020, 5:03 am

    The elder Omaras kept their hand on the other, giving a slight rub. This was an attempt to help comfort, to be a friend that could soothe and listen. The last time someone had opened this deep to him, the fae had been a bartender serving a sobbing fool a drink. Victoria had opened a bit here and there, about her step father and past. That was different though, things spoken more than likely to help Haraka through a terrible situation. It meant a lot and was very touching that it was shared, but it wasn't her cracking open under the pressure of emotions. Then again he would have been screwed if one of them weren't able to keep a stable heart and mind at that time last year. That gave him a slight idea, maybe he should try that technique on the certain someone close by. They needed a rock, and it can make things easier if someone shares something that tells you they can relate and understand. Was it weird to use a different friends technique? Well, not if it worked well at the time it was used. Now the young looking old man had to hope he could get it to work as well. "Life makes you pay for the running it cornered you into, but it's not your fault. It's okay to feel all those things, your heart isn't black and white. It's alright to share anything you're comfortable with and feel anything that you do. Nobody can rule over a heart, not even their own." It felt like it was the best he could do. It was more intimate than bartender mode, but it felt sub par compared to Victoria. Then again she was trying top distract the doctor enough so his emotions wouldn't destroy him as the two chased down grave robbers in a very sensitive location.

    He wanted the elf to be able to let everything go. Why? Because it was something he wished he could fully do himself. Even with people he trusted, there was no complete release. There was more sharing than he should have, but the closest he got to letting everything out was when he had been trying to hold it all in. Life certainly had a cruel sense of humor, but that was one of the reasons why doing this was so important. Holding those feelings in was like holding in poison, one of the reasons there were so many scars riddled on his own back. Just thinking about running away from everything again just felt so... draining. Maybe that was something he could share to help. "I had to stop running away from everything because... stopping may be harder, but I was too emotionally exhausted to keep going." He wasn't a therapist, nor someone blowing air out of his ass. He was a friend with experience in something similar. There was no pretending that any of what Perry was going through was easy, not in the slightest. Haraka knew that sometimes life just didn't play fair. You may want things to make it easier for you when its going rough, but it wont all the time. Some are cornered into running by life itself. Telling yourself everything was okay was typically more for yourself than any strangers that might have asked. They typically never notice the difference between a good fake smile and an authentic one, not if its a grin made to even fool your own eyes. Though even when you realize whats going on, the smile still isn't typically seen through.

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    Post by Perry Bardell on 25th February 2020, 9:52 am



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    The lingering touch of Haraka's hand on the elf's shoulder made him feel more comforted. He didn't mind it. He quite... enjoyed having somebody so close. The other man then assured him that his issues weren't his fault and that it was fine not feeling okay all the time. It made Perry about the life altering decisions he had made in the past. What would his life would have looked like if he didn't run away and fully grew up in the way his parents were bringing him up? Would he have ever gotten a peek in that cursed box? If he didn't run away, would he be sitting there, together with Haraka? Would he have met Nova at all? Every decision Perry had made up until then led him to that exact moment of him sitting in the doctor's office. Why did those decisions began to weigh so heavy all of a sudden?

    Haraka then shared how he himself had to stop running, because of how exhausting the running was. And the more Perry had thought about it the more of himself he found in it. Even though he was not thinking about it before, the actions he took after he ran away from home resonated with what Haraka had said. He didn't necessarily feel particularly tired of the running from his past, but he most definitely felt pressured by everything he had put behind himself, swept under a proverbial rug. The reveal of his true lineage was easily the breaking point. However, even if he thought he had identified the root of his problems, he wasn't sure what he was supposed to do about it. The only thing that came to mind was to face it and let it out.

    The elf would look up at the ceiling in thought, as he closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair. He would sigh, trying to give himself more moments to think. "The greatest decision I had made in my life, up until this point, was to run away from home." He would start to slowly reveal the past that no other ears besides the close ones in Crocus had heard. "My parents never really had any time for me. I grew up in the presence of numerous babysitters, who hardly gave a damn. They just got good Jewel for their work to watch over me and that was it." The memories that were long since pushed aside were flowing back. "I ran away shortly after I discovered my shapeshifting ability." Perry would lightly chuckle at the memory of his babysitter's expression when she saw a cat in the room instead of a child.

    "I always chalked up my escapade to feeling so cool, because of my ability to shift into a cat. But when I look back at it now..." He would open his eyes, as his voice softly trailed off. "I think it was because my parents never really cared. I could have anything I wanted, for we were a rich family. However, I wanted to spend time with them. And that was the one thing I never got." The elf would continue. "That's how I always saw it, anyway." He would say, noting that it was his own interpretation of the past and may have not been the objective truth about what was going on. Especially when it came to his parents. Perry had no deeper knowledge about what they thought. He only ever saw them from distance, from their outside. The more he thought about it, the more he realised just how much of a no idea he had about what kind of people his parents really were.

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