Bloodlines Aren't Perfect|A Twilight Inspired|O/A

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[Shadow Piranha]

[[Gotta wait for Time and MI6's approval. >.< Everyone's gotta vote, lol.]]

[Sadie The Little Lady]

[[ Riight xD I knew that >.> ]]

[this rainbow lover]

♪ I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show ♪
♪ And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control ♪
♪ But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain ♪

A slighty suprised look cross his face when Zeph actually let him see it. The artist gave off that 'Don't touch it till it's finished' vibe. Mentally shrugging, Luke studied the picture, noticing the perfect curves and body figure that he had sketched out. Smiling softly as he handed it back to him, he listened to him rant about he would finish it later. Nodding silently in understanding, he streched out his arms, hearing a faint 'crack' sound as his bones shifted to his movments. The other's reaction to his ride made the guitarist grin gently, nodding at his question. "Yep, that's my baby. Not a great thing to ride in this town, but, eh, I make due." Shrugging his shoulders, he noticed the slight gleam in Zephyr's eyes. "Uh, wanna go for a ride?" he asked, a slight smirk of humor on his lips. He knew that look; he had the same look when his uncle first came over with his own motorcycle. Luke was only 7 years old then, too small to ride the thing, but he had felt the same way as Zephyr was probaly feeling right now.

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♪ To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain ♪
♪ From my eyes ♪
♪ Tonight I wanna cry ♪

[Sadie The Little Lady]

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«Katherine Morgan»
►Kitty◄



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Walking towards the large garage, which held a few cars. Hers, which was a present from her father, the twins' Aarons and Katherine's aunt and uncle's. Katherine's car was an electric blue saab convertible She unlocked the door, and got in. The top was down, which is what Kate had left it yesterday. She put the key in the ignition, and turned her baby on. Pressing the garage door button thingy ma bob on her visor. She waited for the garage door to open, and pulled out in reverse.

Pulling out of the driveway, and onto the street, Katherine put in her Paramore CD, and listened to her favourite song.
"I got a lot to say to you, yeah I got a lot to say," Katherine started singing.
After a few verses, she got to the chorus.
"Crush....crush....crush crush crush two three four!" Katherine laughed as she sang, and decided to go to the mall in Port Angeles. Digging through her purse, Katherine put on her aviator sunglasses, and continued to sing as she drove.

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[Shadow Piranha]

Zephyr accepted the paper back, finishing his folding motions and was going to stuff it in his pocket when Luke began speaking again. He payed attention, slowly continuing the motion of putting the paper in his pocket and he raised his eyebrows in surprise at Luke's offer. "Really? I mean.. I wouldn't know the first thing about.. If it's not too much.." Zephyr bit his tongue, gave an embarrassed grin and then nodded. "I'd love to go for a ride," he said, after he was sure he wasn't going to keep rambling and stuttering. Now that was embarrassing, he thought, wondering if Luke had a spare helmet. Or if Luke even used a helmet. That would be just his luck. His first ride on a motorbike and he would end up cracking his head on the pavement. Not exactly something his über-healing - the benefit of being a werewolf - could help out.

[this rainbow lover]

♪ I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show ♪
♪ And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control ♪
♪ But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain ♪

Luke couldn't help but crake up a little at his rambling. Not in the 'haha, you're an idiot' way. More of the 'heh, it's funny that you're nervous around me' way. Letting his chuckles turn into a smirk, the boy nodded quietly at his responce. "It's not that hard, really. I do have a few safety rules, so listen. 1. Never let go of my waist; think of it as a seat belt to keep you on the moving bike. 2. Lean with me on the turns; it'll make it easier for both of us. And 3. Only get on and off on the left side because there are hot piles on the other side and I don't want you to get burned," he explained, padding over to the glossy motorcycle. He handed the one helmet to Zeph; guest riders always got the helmet, if there was only one. A little personal rule of Luke's. Opening the seat, he shoved his back into the small, plasic compartment. Looking over at Zeph, he asked, "Wanna stick your bag in here?" Blinking, he waited for some sort of responce from the other male.

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♪ To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain ♪
♪ From my eyes ♪
♪ Tonight I wanna cry ♪

[Sadie The Little Lady]

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«Katherine Morgan»
►Kitty◄



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Katherine had just left the Res, and was just entering Forks, when she got that sickly sweet smell of vampire. She scrunched up her face in disgust, and sped through Forks. Almost running a red light, Katherine was almost out of Forks. Her song had changed to Misery Business. She started to sing along, when the light ahead of her turned red. Slowing down, Katherine waited for it to turn. "Come on, come on, come on." Kate drummed her fingers on her steering wheel, waiting. Once the light turned, Katherine continued her drive, meeting the highway that came out of Forks.

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[Shadow Piranha]

Luke laughing at him didn't exactly help his blushing, and he tried to not make his fake pouting face as much as possible. "Hang on, lean with the turns, get on on the left, got it," Zephyr said as he counted them off on his fingers, repeating the rules just as a tool to help himself remember them, and to let Luke know he'd been listening. Accepting the helmet, Zephyr examined it to see how it worked. He didn't like Luke not wearing a helmet, but he figured if anything happened - since he would have to hold Luke's waist - he could just jump off of the bike with Luke to safety. It be something he'd have to write off as 'I got thrown and you came with me,' but it was better than the alternative. Shrugging, Zephyr followed Luke over to his bike, glancing at the compartment before walking a bit closer. Examining his over stuffed messenger and the compartment, Zephyr frowned. One glance inside told him his bag wouldn't fit, but he could stuff a few of his things inside so as to make it possibly easier to make turns.

Opening his bag, Zephyr pulled out the most troublesome notebooks and maneuvered them into the compartment. Now his bag was lighter, and it wouldn't be such a pain to wear while on the bike. "This might work better than trying to stuff my bag in there," Zephyr said and glanced down to the second level of the parking lot at his car. "You know what, I'll just do this," Zephyr said before taking his notebooks back out of the compartment and holding a finger up to Luke, a gesture asking him to wait. Jogging down to the second level, he put his keys he'd been holding into the door and twisted it. The locks unhitched and he opened the back door, tossing his things into the back and shedding his light jacket. Now he was just wearing his button-down white shirt and his art jeans - only called his art jeans 'cause they were stained from clay and paint. Jogging back up the hill after he'd shut the doors, locked them, and recovered his keys, Zephyr gave Luke a smile. "Ready," he said, putting the helmet on his head - only it was on backwards.

Am I the only one who cracked up reading, "Wanna stick your bag in here?"

[this rainbow lover]

♪ I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show ♪
♪ And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control ♪
♪ But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain ♪

Nodding in responce to Zeph naming off all of his rules, he watched him examine the helmet for a moment before returning to the bike. His eyes took on a new tone of color when his mind was souly on the motorcycle. Other then his guitar, this was the one thing he had to take care of. It was like a child to Luke. Running a hand over it's cool body, he smiled in pure bliss, unable to wait to ride it. Placing the keys into the igntion, he didn't turn it on, just put them in there for when Zeph was ready. Remembering he needed his sunglasses in case of bugs, since he wouldn't be wearing the helmet face shield, he opened his bag and searched around in the dark pockets until he found the plain sunglasses. Slapping them on his face, he shoved the back back in.

Placing one hand on one of the handle-bars, he watched Zeph shove his notebooks into the small compartment. Whatever would make him feel better, I guess. Another idea seemed to have sparked the other male, and he changed his mind, taking everything out and putting it into his blue car. Shrugging and pushing down the seat, Luke started the motorcycle. The pur of the motor caused him to stop for a moment, just to listen. Such a beautiful sound. Blinking himself back to planet Earth, he smiled at Zeph when he said he was ready. A chuckle bubbled up from his throat when he placed the helmet on backwards. Carefully lifting it off his head, Luke said, "Try it like this. You might be able to see better." Turning it around, he pushed it back on Zeph's head. Easily slipping the straps under his chin through the correct holes, he offered him a smile. "Now, we're ready." Mounting the bike, he glanced back at Zeph, patting the spot behind him encouragingly.

▶ ▷ OOC:: After I re-read it before I posted it, I laughed to. xd ◁ ◀

♪ To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain ♪
♪ From my eyes ♪
♪ Tonight I wanna cry ♪

[Shadow Piranha]

Zephyr gave a laugh when Luke turned the helmet around, he hadn't even realized he'd had it on wrong. "Thanks," Zephyr said, shifting it around on his head for a moment before returning the smile. Nodding at the offered seat, Zephyr , using Luke's shoulders for balance, placed one foot on the passenger's left rest and then swung his other leg over the back of the bike, sitting down as best he could. He felt awkward about sitting up against Luke, but he couldn't help that. With the bike shaped as it was, it was impossible not to sit up against whoever was driving. After a bit of hesitation, he did his best to put his arms around Luke's waist without making it so that if they had to stop his helmet would run into the back of Luke's head.

[this rainbow lover]

♪ I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show ♪
♪ And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control ♪
♪ But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain ♪

Luke was fittling with some of the buttons and knobs on his bike, trying to the the radio to work. It wasn't easy to hear on his bike, but if you consentrated on the music, you could here it, usually. He didn't really take notice of Zeph climbing on until two warm arms wrapped around his waist. Patting his left shoulder with his hand, he said, rather loudly so Zeph could hear through the thick helmet, "You can rest your head here, if you want. Won't bother me and makes it easier for you to see. Oh, and you may want to hang on a little tighter. I go pretty fast." Smirking, he backed up, having to push it with his feet. It wasn't that heavy, but with the extra weight, he struggled a little. He hoped that Zeph wouldn't notice, but, knowing his nature, he would. Kicking up the kickstand, he gave it a little gas to get it rolling before pulling his feet up on the foot rests. After pulling out of the parking lot, he started flying. Well, not literally, of course, but that's how it felt to ride, at least to him. His riding was his other release, his other passion, besides his music. It was so freeing to fly down an empty street on his bike. Nothing in the world could ruin it for him.

▶ ▷ OOC:: If anything seems weird, tell me cuz I got into a mild car accident. I bumped my head and it hurts. Nothing is really wrong; it just hurts. ◁ ◀

♪ To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain ♪
♪ From my eyes ♪
♪ Tonight I wanna cry ♪

[Shadow Piranha]

Zephyr responded to Luke's advice by following it. He checked his footing on the rests before working his arms a bit tighter around Luke. He made sure it was enough to be hanging on sufficiently, without starting to crush Luke beneath his arms. Zephyr wasn't exactly the largest werewolf in the pack, but he was definitely amongst the strongest, and if he wanted to he could probably squeeze the life out of Luke. Obviously it wouldn't be something he would want to do, which was why he was being so careful with his grip. Lastly he rested his head on Luke's shoulder, and it was a bit glad he'd finally done so for the moment he did Luke had started back up. He seemed to be having a bit of trouble maneuvering the bike, but then seemed fine. Zephyr attributed it to the added weight, Luke didn't seem to be the kind of person who opened up to anyone, or let them get too close physically either, so it would only be natural for him to have a bit of difficulty controlling a much heavier bike.

Your post was fine, but are you okay? Gods almighty, what happened?

[this rainbow lover]

♪ I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show ♪
♪ And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control ♪
♪ But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain ♪

As they started traveling down the road, Luke had a blissful look on his face, which Zephyr would be able to easily see from his spot on Luke's shoulder. He was free, at least. His soul was free to breath and fly with this beauitful piece of metal. It was more then just a thing to help him get from once place to another; it was his set of wings. Sighing contently, his gaze flickered back and forth on the road, trying to remember where that dirt road was. It ran right though the forest and was a great adrenaline rush if he went fast enough. After a few mintues of flying down the wet road, he found it, turning the bike in a smooth, but fast, turn. Water flew from out of his tires as he started speeding up, preparing for the rush. His heartbeat sped up a bit as he pushed for more and more gas.

▶ ▷ OOC:: I'm fine; just a headache. I don't have a concussion, or anything, but they told me to go back in tomarrow if anything still hurts. I've been taking advil, but it only works so well. Oh, and it was just a little fender bender and I managed to hit my head on the streering wheel. Seat belts don't work for short people. stare ◁ ◀

♪ To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain ♪
♪ From my eyes ♪
♪ Tonight I wanna cry ♪

[Sadie The Little Lady]

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«Katherine Morgan»
►Kitty◄



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Deciding to grab a present for the ungrateful Tabi and the nice Tali, Katherine reached the Port Angeles Mall. The place was busy. Packed, actually. Making a quick thought, Kate found a parking spot close to the main door, but not in a small spot. She parked her car, and took out the key. The car cut off, and Katherine got out. She closed the door, and locked her car. Grabbing her purse, Katherine made sure nothing valuable was in sight, and went towards the mall.
Walking in, Katherine was welcomed by the smells of people, air conditioning, and crappy Mall music, mixed with the other little stores' music.
Looking around, for the mall finder, Katherine looked at it.
"Clothing, for Tabatha, and Jewelery for Talia." Katgherine found her stores, and set out.

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Sounds like that really sucks. Go short people!!! Lol.. I hope you're feeling better =3

[Dr Henry McCoy]

"Ow! F**k, what the hell was that?" Jack withdrew his hand from his rucksack, having been in the midst of stuffing his shirt - he didn't care that he undressed in the oddest way possible, after all, who was going to pass judgement - when something to break even his skin had come into contact with his hand. He inspected it, and he was only slightly surprised to see a butcher knife sticking out of his palm, stuck at any angle into the side of the hand. He recognised it as one from home, and so he was careful with it as he took it out - it meant more pain, sure, but it was a small (and slightly oblique, which he liked) reminder of home. Once that was done, he watched as the gash closed in on itself and healed, before he threw the shirt - with the knife bundled in it (he was glad the shirt was red, as he wouldn't get any glances when or if he rejoined civilisation temporarily) - into the rucksack. Just in time, he thought, as the fast-moving sound got closer.

Quickly zipping the bag up with his teeth - a hard task, but one he had down to an art by now - and slinging it around his neck, Jack retreated into the tree-line, and watched for a moment. He wasn't disappointed; in a matter of seconds, a flash of red went speeding by, foreign (it was obvious which engines were and weren't foreign - foreign ones didn't sound like a witness being mutilated during a trial) engine pushing at around 80, and it was accelerating. The young wolf quickly shot after it, his quick reflexes and feet ensuring he was gaining on the Ferrari even as it hit 110; he was built for speed, just as the car was, but he had actual stamina as well, something the car could only get through fuelling. Jack hadn't seen the driver of the car yet, mainly because he'd need to get ahead of them if only for a second, and that increased the chances of him being seen; he couldn't take that risk. That didn't mean he couldn't feel proud of himself, though - he was neck-and-neck with a Ferrari! We gonna party like it's ya birthday . . .