Candi_Demon
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- Posted: Thu, 05 Nov 2009 16:48:35 +0000


(( sorry this isn't going to be as good as i hopped it would be.. had to retype it because firefrox crashed.. >.< and i lost the entire post... ))
Taking in the scent of Bane was like drinking a hot cup of chocolate while sitting in front of a fire during a blizzard. It was warm and refreshing after a long few weeks away from her sister and other siblings. Pulling away from Banes scent was always the hardest thing to do after being away for so long. But as she did Banes hands went to her shoulders; it was a warmth that has held her still as her worlds fell apart and killed... Mentally shacking thoughts of the past from her mind as Bane nodded to her then left her shoulders go, and then grasped her hand. Trailing behind Bane as she moved towards her small throne like chair; releasing her hand as she sat. Kal instinctively moved to the right side of the chair and leaning against the thick wooden arm rest. her hand slipping out to pluck the glass from Banes pale hands and smiling a small thanks before lifting the glass to her mouth. Letting the blood smear across her lips but not taking one sip from the glass; she licked the blood from her lips and smiled at everyone. Knowing fully well that were she was sitting made them look at her as well as Bane. She was sitting enough to the side so that she was not in the way of her beloved Master’s sight of the room or from everyone seeing Bane. Kal knew how to it and move around people so that she could be seen and heard at all times. It was a skill she picked up as she grew older and always wanting to be in someone’s sight and mind. Smiling down towards Bane again, she crossed her ankles and looked elegant, fierce and all to deadly with a tad beauty to her.
“Germany is a beautiful place, I just love their culture. Oh, Bane… I met with Lord Stalin. He wants to arrange a gathering, but of course. I explained to him that would not happen due to what he did the last time we all went to one of his ‘gatherings’. “

Kal laughed a delectable sweet laughter that was haunting and addicting at the same time. She even did a very human movement of covering her mouth and throwing her head back a bit. Sometimes she did these human movements so the little ones thought it was already to still act like they are alive. Hoping that it calms them and makes them feel like they are truly at home. She knew her siblings did not like her to much; and she was slowly trying to fix that little fact. So she tried her best to make them feel at home. Still smiling as she continued.
”Yes, yes. I passed Lord Stalin off on that idea, but he did lead me to some places to meet with a variety of people. A few of them are ready to join our family; a few still need some tending to. I think it would be best for you to speak with them before we bring them into our own. After talking to them, I also think it is best to have it arranged so they will arrive at different times in the next few days. Having enough time for every one of us to get to know our new members before a new one arrives; to make them feel more at home when they come here.”
As she spoke, Brendon walked into the room. Her eyes had followed him for an instant but then shot towards the side as she felt a small itching heat start between her shoulders. A small burning that told her Jaeger was heading towards then grand hall. Kal was attuned to her brothers and sister. She could feel them moving about the house like she was the center of a radar system and they were the blotches that made the machine beep over and over again. Inwardly hating herself for letting Jaeger interfere with her senses so much. Ignoring the itching, she waited for anyone to put their ideas into the barely started conversation. Kal wanted to know what the others thought about getting new members to their clan. Bane has not let anyone join for a long time now and Kal was itching to have some new members to torture. Taking a small sip of her cup as she waited, letting the sweet metallic beads of candy roll across the back of her tongue. Waiting for someone to say something, the anticipation of waiting was just about killing her.
(( a lot shorter then i wanted it.... ))
Taking in the scent of Bane was like drinking a hot cup of chocolate while sitting in front of a fire during a blizzard. It was warm and refreshing after a long few weeks away from her sister and other siblings. Pulling away from Banes scent was always the hardest thing to do after being away for so long. But as she did Banes hands went to her shoulders; it was a warmth that has held her still as her worlds fell apart and killed... Mentally shacking thoughts of the past from her mind as Bane nodded to her then left her shoulders go, and then grasped her hand. Trailing behind Bane as she moved towards her small throne like chair; releasing her hand as she sat. Kal instinctively moved to the right side of the chair and leaning against the thick wooden arm rest. her hand slipping out to pluck the glass from Banes pale hands and smiling a small thanks before lifting the glass to her mouth. Letting the blood smear across her lips but not taking one sip from the glass; she licked the blood from her lips and smiled at everyone. Knowing fully well that were she was sitting made them look at her as well as Bane. She was sitting enough to the side so that she was not in the way of her beloved Master’s sight of the room or from everyone seeing Bane. Kal knew how to it and move around people so that she could be seen and heard at all times. It was a skill she picked up as she grew older and always wanting to be in someone’s sight and mind. Smiling down towards Bane again, she crossed her ankles and looked elegant, fierce and all to deadly with a tad beauty to her.
“Germany is a beautiful place, I just love their culture. Oh, Bane… I met with Lord Stalin. He wants to arrange a gathering, but of course. I explained to him that would not happen due to what he did the last time we all went to one of his ‘gatherings’. “

Kal laughed a delectable sweet laughter that was haunting and addicting at the same time. She even did a very human movement of covering her mouth and throwing her head back a bit. Sometimes she did these human movements so the little ones thought it was already to still act like they are alive. Hoping that it calms them and makes them feel like they are truly at home. She knew her siblings did not like her to much; and she was slowly trying to fix that little fact. So she tried her best to make them feel at home. Still smiling as she continued.
”Yes, yes. I passed Lord Stalin off on that idea, but he did lead me to some places to meet with a variety of people. A few of them are ready to join our family; a few still need some tending to. I think it would be best for you to speak with them before we bring them into our own. After talking to them, I also think it is best to have it arranged so they will arrive at different times in the next few days. Having enough time for every one of us to get to know our new members before a new one arrives; to make them feel more at home when they come here.”
As she spoke, Brendon walked into the room. Her eyes had followed him for an instant but then shot towards the side as she felt a small itching heat start between her shoulders. A small burning that told her Jaeger was heading towards then grand hall. Kal was attuned to her brothers and sister. She could feel them moving about the house like she was the center of a radar system and they were the blotches that made the machine beep over and over again. Inwardly hating herself for letting Jaeger interfere with her senses so much. Ignoring the itching, she waited for anyone to put their ideas into the barely started conversation. Kal wanted to know what the others thought about getting new members to their clan. Bane has not let anyone join for a long time now and Kal was itching to have some new members to torture. Taking a small sip of her cup as she waited, letting the sweet metallic beads of candy roll across the back of her tongue. Waiting for someone to say something, the anticipation of waiting was just about killing her.
(( a lot shorter then i wanted it.... ))

The world is a playground for our kind.
Now, Who will stand in my way of having a little fun?
You? Oh You can try.. but you will not succeed!

















She was just about to take a bite of her sandwich when a deep voice resonated in front of her, with a cute British accent. A small smile curved her lips, as she set her sub down, and smiled up at one of her friends. He had a strong jaw line and his hair was two toned his natural brown color and an orangey blond. 







