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3:39pm Feb 17 2012
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((Omg, sorry I was gone! I had some major family issues come up. Really sorry I was gone. Aiden, Forra could become Zoran's friend, also get her a job at her work place if you want. Also funny that I got the same name for the club. I'm actually a bit stuck on designing it, if you guys have any ideas, I'd like to hear them.))
I glanced around the field, trees surround the hidden field and most importantly, only a few people knew about this place and they weren't here. I grinned then pulled my backpack off of my back. A small squeak came out of it and a smile spread across my face. I opened it and coaxed my little friend out. A small black and purple dragon, covered in feathers, poked her head out and stared at my face with her opal eyes, currently a shade of orange. "Hello Kumori." I said to her. An odd chirp like sound escaped Kumori's mouth as she lept at me and crawled to my shoulder. "I'm glad to see you too." I say as Kumori rubs her feathered head against my cheek, the two stubs for horns also graze my skin.
I was still a ways from my destination and boredom had long ago set in. I kicked a can that was laying on the ground and watched it as it flew away. It landed about ten feet away and rolled another five. "Eh... This is so boring..."
"There you are." I say as I come out of Forra's shadow. She yelled then kicked my knee, which was still re-materializing, so her foot just went through me. "You idiot! You know I don't like it when you pop out of MY shadow. It's an invasion of MY personal space!" I laugh then pain erupts from my face as Forra punches me. "Aah! That hurts!" "It better hurt." She walks away a few feet then looks back at me, an evil glare across her face that sends chills across my skin. "Next time you do that, I won't be so nice. The only reason you're not a bleeding mess on the ground is because I don't want Kumori to see something so brutal." She then walks away, with Kumori in her arms. This isn't brutal...?
((I changed Forra's pets' name to Kumori instead of Anaria.))
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7:19pm Feb 17 2012 (last edited on 8:00pm Feb 17 2012)
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((Sounds good. :-)
As for the design of the underground, do you need pics of a deion?
Nothing much I can do.... XD *tries to think of how I'm going to bring in my others* ))
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8:06pm Feb 17 2012
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The morning and rising sun made the river glisten. The dew drops on each strand of grass glowed. It was their was of screaming silently because evaporation would soon take them away, only to be replaced in the following morning. Sticky sweet sap oozed down the oak trees that only seemed to grow around the lake. Along with little white daises and butterscotch flowers. They both - all three seemed to border the lake that gave way to a pond. From the top of the cliff where the water falls carving the river, to the silent pond that always seems to have still life. It was all hers. Or she would like to think it was hers. There was hardly ever visitors. This place was scarcely known. And if there were visitors, she would do her best to make them leave, even if it meant scaring them off with a reenactment of her old form.
The current took her floating down the river towards the pond. She was sprawled out on her back floating elegantly slow. Even though her eyes were closed her mind manipulated the shadows around her. The singing robin above composed the music while Charlotte composed the dancing shadows. If some one was over head watching or approaching her now they would see how perfectly in sync the song and dance was. Swirls of darkness moved against the dirt ground that was patched with grass. Petie started to hum along with the song and the image of the beautiful dancing shadows. However, it all started to lull her to sleep. And from floating on top of the water, she started to slowly sink. The water first took her from the legs and worked itself up her body until she was completely submerged. It was her first breath underwater that woke her from the hypnotizing sound.
Peties black eyes opened suddenly and violently as she gasped for air. Her mind was chaotic now. The shadows that had followed her into the sleep vanished as quickly as they came. The light shimmered at the top of the water and that's where she swam to. Holding her breath, she didn't let water fill her lungs. Her chest was burning looking for air and she felt light headed, but in seconds she splashed to the surface. Coughing hard made it difficult to swim to shore but she made it, still choking on water. Gasping for air she managed to make it out alive. Petie was still in her bathing suite, but now covered in dirt. To some one observing, that was a freak accident, one in a life time deal. But to the age old trees that have been watching her since she grew up, this, to them, would just be a normal morning.
And this. This is just a normal morning.
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11:29pm Feb 17 2012 (last edited on 11:50pm Feb 17 2012)
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((Ok I thought of something and I found this pic - tle="link" target="_blank">link. Except it looks more run-down and the floor is made of a dark colored tle="cobllestone" target="_blank">cobblestone. The stage isn't a stage, it's the bar, which is made of antique looking black wood. The pillars are black and aren't smooth, having a rough feel to it. The bar stools at the bar table are tle="these" target="_blank">these, the left one is a darker black with a red cushion and the right is red with the black cushion. There are no windows. Anything white is black.I'm just using the picture as a reference and plan on eventually removing it and the other pictures. I'll be putting this info on the front page.
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5:47pm Feb 19 2012
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((bump))
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8:41pm Feb 19 2012
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The shower hadn't kept her long, about five or ten minutes. With a heavy sigh of relief Zoran stepped out of the water, her pale legs shimmering with the small droplets as they slid down her light colored flesh.
She quietly dabbed the excess water off her body before setting her towel down on the toilet and walking across the hallway to her room.
"I haven't visited there in a while..." She muttered to herself as she went through the closed that were hung up in her large, walk in, closet. With an odd quickness she'd pulled a black shirt and pair of jeans from their hangers and moved across the room to her dresser where she pulled out a lacy black bra and boy-short set and black socks.
She quickly got dressed and headed back to the bathroom to comb through her hair and apply her black eyeliner.
Without so much as a sound, she grabbed her keys, phone and MP3 player off the kitchen counter and headed out the door, being sure to lock it behind her.
As she walked she looked down at her phone, debating where to call one of her friends of not.
((Others in later.))
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9:26pm Feb 19 2012 (last edited on 10:54am Feb 20 2012)
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(is it too late to join? if not heres my bio) :
Name(First/Last): Aaron King Age: 17 Gender: male Species: Vampire Powers(Three only): 1.)Ability to move things with his mind, 2.)Ice powers (freezing, etc) 3.)The Ability to create/enter one's dreams. Personality: Quiet, Doesnt answer to people right away unless directly adressed to. History(Optional): None Crush(Optional): None. Pet/'s(Optional/ Up to three, Anything): Pure black wolf with red eyes. Other: His family is very rich and could easily buy out other people, but Aaron doesnt necessarily enjoy that.. Also, he moves around alot. Appearance(Deion or picture) (sorry its not alot, im kinda in a hurry. xD ) |
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((Mochi, you can join. However he can't be elemental, you have to pick just one element. Other than that, everything's fine. Hope to see your intro soon!))
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11:30am Feb 20 2012
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Aaron sat on his bed, his hair messy after just waking up. He looked outside of his window and scowled. It was too noisy in the city. Too many cars drove by his house, too many flashy lights. He looked at one building. Why do you need lights on in the middle of the day? he thought, with another scowl. Aaron hated bright lights, and living in the city provided plenty of those. Plus it was summer and the sun made it even brighter. He closed his curtains and the room became dark. Aaron quietly slipped on a black t-shirt, and some jeans. He then pulled on some vans and opened his door. Stairs curled around the house, like a maze. Aaron chose the middle stair case and walked down to the door. He grabbed his car keys and opened the door as quietly as he could. He didnt want to wake his Dad. It would raise questions. Aaron walked outside to his car and sat down at the wheel. He put the car into reverse and pulled out of the drive way. He then drove straight, his foot easing off of the gas pedal. Once the house was out of sight, Aaron let out a sigh of relief. He drove to the outskirts of a forest and got out of his car. He walked deeper inside.
(Brain dead. Sorry)
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11:30am Feb 23 2012 (last edited on 2:05pm Feb 23 2012)
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(( I believe it is my turn... ))
Ket's fingers feathered over the keys, notes pouring out like rain. He let his eyes close, loosing himself in the melody. His hands seemed to dance, and without realizing it he began to trail away from his song. Softer, slower music began to waver in the air. His eyebrows furrowed; sad, low notes taking control. For a while, his hands only lingered on the board, silence beginning to shadow the dark room.
No one had ever listened to anything so grim, so peaceful. The albino stayed bent over the piano, slowing to a faint, trilling stop. As the others observed the boy, not one saw the clear, crystal tear that hit the ivory keys.
The boy found himself panting, trying to hold back a sob. He remained motionless, the eyes of the professors on his skinny, narrow back. He felt so lost. So completely and utterly alone. To them, he knew, he was little more than a lab rat. One that was to be used, then locked away and forgotten.
Without a doubt, his song was about sorrow.
It's not my fault, he thought, beginning to cry, I tried to be what they wanted me to be. I tried everything...
The boy's frail hands balled into fists. The extent of his madness had only been deepening since they brought him here. He rested his face in his hands, shoulders trembling for only a while longer.
No, his story wasn't over yet.
Slowly looking down at the black piano, his hands were suddenly flying across the keys. Light, tinkering tones began to flutter out. This time, his music was a powerful thing. A beautiful thing.
Pale, blue moonlight filtered through the window, illuminating the boy's pallid face. He watched it from his place on the dark, metal bench, wind making the silky, white curtains billow in and out, like the world was taking a breath. He stared softly over the fields of flowers swaying in the shadows of the night. Then suddenly, with a lighthearted, happy chirp, a tiny finch lit on the window sill. It peered in at Ket, blinking large, stony eyes, ruffling it's feathers as it hopped along the rim. A moment later it had fluttered up to him, landing gracefully on the end of the bench.
It watched the boy as he let his fingers play along the keys as they wished. To any onlookers, the new meaning behind his music was clear.
Without a doubt, his song was about freedom.
Then, as the last of his song played about the room, both his companion bird and the window vanished, and Ket was returned to reality. For a while he stared at the blank, solid wall, dreaming of escape.
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Conner let out a deep sigh, letting his head rest on the ceramic roof tiles. He briefly wondered who's house he was basking on, but before long decided he didn't care. His tail flicked lazily by his side. Up here he didn't have to hide who, or what he was. That was exactly why he liked it.
He let his eyes close, the morning sun warming his face. Today seemed almost unnaturally peaceful, and eerily quiet. But he didn't mind. Birds chirped angrily at him from their nests under the eves, and Conner just frowned. A moment later there was a flash of black smoke, and the boy had an almost fully-grown, screeching dove chick in his hands. After a few minutes of gentle, soothing stroking, the bird finally calmed down enough to remain silent. Conner studied the avian with unamused eyes, and slowly reached up to return it to it's nest. Then he looked back over the cityscape, and vanished before time could count. Every bird within a half mile stopped chirping and singing for a moment, eventually falling back into their song when they were sure he had gone.
The boy was then walking casually down an ally several blocks away.
He stuffed his long, hooked tail into his pant leg, digging a small case out of his pocket. He carefully placed the contacts over his irises, blinking until they shifted into place. Then he snapped the case closed again, stuffing it in the pocket of his black, leather jacket. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, as the jacket would have been slightly too big otherwise.
"Hey, there you are, O'day!" someone called from down the street. Conner looked up, glancing around before working his way over to the short, round man. He scowled down at his employer, eyes burning coldly. "Now don't you give me that look, you're late." the man snapped. The boy merely laughed.
"Now you see, this isn't how I work. You know as well as I do that I'm ten minutes early; trying to get me on the defensive first-thing is a bad move." he growled under his breath. "Try it again and you won't have to worry about the time." he spat, shoving rudely past the man as he ducked to grab a barrel, heaving it up before walking towards the truck.
The man grumbled a short laugh, but didn't retort. After all, both he and all others present knew the boy's words were true.
"One tongue you got there, boy." he said under his breath, watching as the lean man moved his stock of at least a dozen, beer-filled kegs from the cellar to the back of his employer's pick-up.
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The sun had risen about three hours before when Ket's feet hit the ground. The albino looked around at the surrounding buildings, testing the feel of the grass between his bare toes. He had a slightly cautious look on his face as his grey-white eyes flickered across the surrounding landscape, the boy testing the outside world. It had been four years since he had been outside the facility, since he had seen the sun. He fit the missing tile back into it's place, fingers trailing over the surface for a moment.
Not surprisingly, his eyes adjusted fairly quickly. After all, the bright, white-washed halls of the military base had rarely been any dimmer. He watched the outside fields of grass as they swayed in the breeze. He bit his lip, musing for a bit.
Looks different out here than I remember, he thought, squatting as he took in his surroundings. The base sat on the top on a hill, overlooking the city in the valley below. Ket chuckled.
"Easy." he said, looking back at the brick wall. His fingers struggled to find purchase, but before long the skinny boy was scaling the wall. As he neared the top, he barely allowed his head to poke above the top, gaze fixing on the watchman. A smile tugged at his lips.
He began humming softly, studying the outside world with glee. He knew the others wouldn't discover he would be gone for at least another three hours, so he released his hold, allowing himself to drop a solid twenty feet, rolling as he landed. Then silently, but swiftly, he set off into the forest, ducking into the cover of the trees.
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11:25pm Feb 23 2012
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((LaCortori, do you think Ket could run into Forra? I need to know before I post.))
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11:38pm Feb 23 2012
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(( That would be perfect, Tiger. ^^ ))
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10:05pm Feb 26 2012 (last edited on 7:13pm Feb 27 2012)
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[[I just wanted to let you all know that its me LeoLeaf, and I will be playing on this account for now on]]
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4:30pm Feb 27 2012 (last edited on 4:35pm Feb 27 2012)
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((Sorry I was gone again. I was stuck at my sister's and her keyboard is missing a few letters.))
I continued to walk away from Luffy, who was currently rubbing his punched face. "I'm sorry you had to see me do that, Kumori, but Luffy knows better." A small sigh escaped my lips as I headed into the forest. Kumori was still perched on my shoulder, looking around at all the different things. About a half an hour later I stop to take a rest and to let Kumori explore a bit. I look for a nice place to rest and spot a nice sized rock and go over to sit down. The moment I sat down, Kumori lept off my shoulder and took off, quickly disappearing in the underbrush. Silly little dragon. I thought to myself and smiled. Kumori looked around, large trees of different kinds and many bushes surrounded her. She ran for a while then stopped when she caught an odd scent. Kumori doesn't recognize it all and her curiosity takes over and she wanders over to the scent. She comes to the scent to find what looks like a human but is very pale and has white hair like her master, but his eyes were also different. Not amber like her master, but an icy grey color. Not sure if she should come out of the bush she was hiding under, she continued to watch him to see if it was safe.
"Finally!" I said, exasperated and bored when I reached the bottom of some stairs. A plain looking black door stood in front of me, I opened it and went inside. Absolute quit and darkness greeted me after I closed the door. I walked through the dark hallway and out into a just as dark room. I went over to a wall to my left and flicked a switch. Lights began to turn on as I headed to the bar counter and sat down on a stool. I looked around at the empty bar and sighed loudly. "I'm gonna die of boredom before costumers start arriving."
I rubbed my sore face once again. Forra had been gone for a while now. I was about to leave when I noticed she left her backpack. "Well, looks like she forgot something." I went over and grabbed it, I knew better than to look inside but I couldn't just leave it. I headed over to the ancient weeping willow tree. I placed the bag on the ground then sat down and leaned against the trunk.
((I decided to use Kumori so Forra and Ket could meet. Also her eyes are currently a yellow-gold color. I wasn't sure what Ket would be doing so I made it look like he was taking a rest or something caught his or something like that. Sorry if that's not what you had in plan.))
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5:38pm Feb 27 2012
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(( That's just fine, I couldn't have left it better myself. ^ ^ Hope you guys don't mind me going a little out-of-order. ))
Ket's feet pounded against the rotting layers of leaves as he trotted through the forest, taking shallow, wheezing breaths. His lungs burned already, his muscles aching from the physical exertion that he hadn't felt in so many years due to his strict captivity. He paused to allow himself to catch his breath, resting his bony hands on narrow knees. After a moment he sighed softly, picking up one of his pallid, bloody feet to study the bottom. There were yellowing thorns and stickers imbedded in the soft soles already, and as he peered around at his surroundings he knew he still had a ways to go.
He tried to pick one of the more damaging incursions, but the moment he touched it his boyish face twisted into a mask of pain. He jerked his hand away, balling it into a fist while he let the flash of extreme discomfort pass. Then, opening his eyes a bit, he looked regretfully back down at his injured foot, noting the light trickle of blood that ran across his ankle and wandered down his shin. He watched it silently, inquisitively as the bead trailed across his white skin.
It was a while longer before he realized the red liquid had begun to saturate the base of his mid-calf-long shorts, staining the ivory material a deep burgundy. At this, he rested his foot back on the ground, frowning slightly.
"Damn." he cursed himself. He knew he would have to wash out the stain before he returned... somehow. He looked around for signs of water, listening for the light babbling of a creek. Yet nothing but the wind in the trees came back to answer him. He was about to set off downhill once more, but paused when he saw a cluster of leaves rustle with life. A set of yellow eyes peered at him from his place next to the tree stump he had used to balance himself, inquisitive, and like nothing of the natural world. His gaze softened the slightest bit, his voice young and childish. "I see you."
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Each time Conner finished with his work, the "fat little troll", as he continuously referred to the man as he went about his business, would merely send him on to the next task. Never a kind word was muttered between the two. As a matter of fact, in the boy's presence, even the full-grown, veteran workers fell silent amongst themselves. And yet Conner never stopped moving, never stopped working.
He saw a scowl forming on his employer's fat, gristly face as he moved back and forth, no doubt because no matter how hard he worked the boy, no matter the conditions, Conner never hesitated, never paused when faced with complications or hardships. The man was soon overworking the boy enough that the others were beginning to murmur against themselves, out of worry for Conner. Sweat misted the boy's brow, his body growing fatigued even though his eyes remained fiery and spirited. After a few hours, his employer had completely run out of things for the boy to do, and, lost in his obsession for breaking Conner's spirit, had worked himself into quite the debt.
However, as the boy's eyes glared down at the man with an unamused ex
pression on his face, and, pressured by his other workers, he reluctantly fished the cash out of his pocket and stuffed the entire wad into the boy's hand. It was easy to tell that this man was afraid of Conner, and although it could have gotten the boy very far in both money and revenge, he never used it to his advantage.
But this was nearly an hour ago.
Now, Conner walked down the streets, winding his way through lonely buildings as he worked his way towards the small harbor. He needed the ocean air, if nothing else merely to relax.
(( Hope you don't mind me adding a little to the setting, I can remove it if you do. ))
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9:08pm Feb 27 2012
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Something in the atmosphere was off. Charlotte was still laying on the ground that was soaking up the droplets of water from her body, but the world felt wrong. Her dark eyes were hidden behind closed eyes and her body was frozen in place listening and feeling the air of her home. The birds were chirping and the squirrels were playing, and it seemed that everything was normal, except the feeling in the pit of her stomach. The morning breeze blew the sent of sap and daisies to fill her nostrils. It smelt sweet and her stomach grumbled in discontent. It reminded her that she had berries to attend to.
The thought of an intruder stayed afloat in her mind drifting faintly as she jumped up from where she was laying. Brushing off the moist soil from her back, her dark clothes she wore before reappeared. The scoop neck dress wrapped tightly around Peties short body. It made what little curves and breast she had stand out. The dress that was made out of shadows stopped short, about mid thigh and the sleeves slid off her shoulders. She was extremely pleased with the material of clothing she wore. It make her feel free, like she wasn't wearing anything, which she technically wasn't, the shadows weren't real, just an illusion.
Using one of her powers, she 'jumped' to the spot where her newly found berries were. It only took about 10 seconds for her to get there from the river. It took about 10 more seconds for Petie to start feeding her face. Another minute went by until she finished the whole bush, which wasn't very big. Blueish purple stains cover her milky face where her lips should be and her full belly made her 'jumping' ability take her 15 seconds to get back to the river. Bending down to clean her face and get some water. It only take a minute and a half before she realized that back where she was eating, there was a strong sense of uneven air. With her eyes big and black she went back to the empty bush.
Butterflies tickled her stomach as she decided to explore the knot in her stomach. With caution, Petie had a storm of shadows following each foot step she took. It didn't take long for her to find the cause of the off balance she felt. He was about a mile and a half from the bush and sat underneath a large weeping willow tree. She knew that tree. It was one she always sat under to think. If one looked carefully they could find her name carved into the tree. But back to the person with the orange tips of hair she is now seeing sitting under the tree. He had messy hair and was wearing a black straw hat. His head looked like it belonged to someone else because of how nicely dressed he was. But what intrigued her the most was the silver dragon design that was on his vest. Petie knew better, though. Strangers couldn't be trusted. No one could.
Jumping up to the top of the tree she hid behind, she manipulated the shadows that she used as caution to swarm around the ground he sat on. Hopefully he will be an easy scare. She thought to herself. She couldn't see the strange boy due to the willow tree's leave, but she hopped that it was working. But still, butterflies moved like crazy in her stomach and her heart pounded in her chest like a drum. A weird vibe came off him like no other intruder she had seen in here before, and it was scaring her. Petie knew that she needed to get him out of these woulds and wouldn't stop at nothing until the pounding in her chest stopped.
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10:12pm Feb 27 2012 (last edited on 10:13pm Feb 27 2012)
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With a sigh Zoran shoved her phone back into her pocket. Her stunning blue eyes gazed over her surroundings. She'd been walking aimlessly for about ten minutes now glaring down at the phone what was in her hand.
"You have no friends... you need no friends.... You are a creature of the night, a monstrosity that should be forever feared." Her mother's word rang within her head. With a stomp and a glare at the sky, she clenched her fists. "Is it bad that all I've ever wanted was to be trusted?" She growled to herself. Her hands were balled up so tightly her long black fingernails were digging into the meaty palm of her hand. With a shake of her head she unfisted her hands ad shoved both of them into her pockets.
Her short black hair shifted ever so slightly as a gentle breeze caressed all of Zoran's body, making the blue tinge of her hair ever more present.
With the breeze came the sweet smell of roses, specially grown in a green house behind a near by Floral shop. "Roses...." She muttered with a slight smile. "I've always wanted roses." She finished as she tore her gaze away from where the alluring smell was coming from.
She continued to walk from the harbor area, which is where she found herself when she'd finally put her phone down, back into the town. As she walked she didn't make a sound, much like a cat stalking it's prey... she was "on a mission" so to speak and the less interruptions in her mind, the better.
((With all the thinking about who I haven't used in a loooooooong time, I thought I might switch Alyce out for my character Saika... but only if it's OK with you all... She's an albonistic vampire/lycan hybrid.
Also, anyone can be friends with Zoran... or run into her if you'd like.... she is slowly but surely making her way to The Underground.))
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((Ooh, I love the harbor idea! Toatally going to stay.Aiden go ahead and change them if you want, k. Also you can have Zoran meet Triston at The Underground, he has nothing to do.))
I looked around, no sight or sound of Kumori. She's been gone a while now. I think I should go look for her now. I thought to myself as I got up and headed the same way she went. Kumori let out a small squeak when the boy said he saw her. The boy didn't give off anything threatening, he wan't human and Kumori was always told to never approach humans without Forra. Kumori let her curiosity take over and decided to show herself. Slowly she walked out from under the bush, keeping her eyes pinned on the boy the entire time. She stopped once she was all the way out and sat on the ground. Kumori cocked her head and waited for a response.
Triston had fallen off of the stool, boredom obviously made him pass out. Anyone who saw him would thing he was dead at first glance. Seeing how he barely breathes and his heart beats only a few times a minute.
A smile spread across my face as someone else's manipulated shadows swarmed around the ground I sat on. I quickly took over the shadows and made the ones by the person controlling them come out and wrap around their legs. More shadows stretched out and wrapped the arms. "Now this is no way to greet someone. But I have to say, it was fun." I said as my body morphed with the shadows and went through the shadows to where the person was perched on the branch. My body re-materialized, sitting on the same branch a few feet away from the person. "Hello" I said letting my eyes glow luminously to warn this person to not to try anything.
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The swarm of playful shadows that were on the ground stopped in an instant, and Petie could feel it. She was too shocked to think of what she was going to do next. She didnt even know what was happening. Easily she could have taken her shadows back but the pounding in her chest increased at a rapid rate. When her own shadows deceived her by holding a tight grip around her legs and soon her arms, the butterflies raged in her stomach, a nauseating feeling swooped over her, but when the guy that was sitting under the tree suddenly appeared before her all of her fear finally disappeared. Maybe it was seeing her competition in front of her now, and the mystery of who it was is gone. She was confused at what was going on. He was just sitting under the tree and some how came out of the shadows. She didn't know what he was or how this was happening. The only thing Petie did know was that this was her home. She had grown up in this place, not him. All she wanted was him out of these woods. And that's what gave her the confidence to stand up to this black haired boy with unnatural purple eyes. His purple eyes stared into her black ones with warning but she ignored it.
This strange guy who appeared seemed to be only a few years older than she. He also looked taller, a lot taller, because his feet dangled longer than hers. Petie was perfectly still, no emotion dripped on her face. She was just watching his warning glare he gave her, the movements he made and his reaction. Then, after a long silence, a smile spread on her face. "This could be fun she said." The shadows that were holding a tight grip on her disappeared with hardly any force and so did Petie. Well, she didn't really disappear, she only just jumped down from the tree. "Tell me," She said her voice strong and defensive "Why are you in my woods?" She walked around the tree, as if stalking her pray. She had many more questions she wanted to ask, but the main one was already out. Her mind was on the question and at the same time it was on a puzzle of figuring who he is and what he is. All she got from him in these few seconds was that he is supernatural like her.
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((Is it ok if I still call you LeoLeaf? Also is it ok if we wait for the others to post before I respond to yours?))
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