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 Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 11:17 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 8:00 pm
 ✙ Name: Chase Weston
✙ Age: Looks 20
✙ Race: Hellhound
✙ Likes: Fire, hunting, scaring humans.
✙ Dislikes: Water, being bored, women.
✙ Powers: Can change into a canine, human and a half-human form. Can create fire out of nothing.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 12:17 pm
If you could stat that would be lovely. I take it we're just gonna wing it? And if you could quote me that would be lovely. I'll quote back =)
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 12:58 pm
Chase Weston ~ Hellhound It's like a tidal wave that rose to take the stars;
A hurricane that wrapped around my heart... Chase darted through the trees, breathing in the fresh air and wishing he wasn't on this stupid mission. He enjoyed messing with humans, yes, but killing them was another story. He enjoyed the hunt, liked to scare them and goof off around the humans, but why kill them? Why destroy their lives so carelessly? Chase didn't understand it, and feared he never would, unlike his kin. He sniffed at the ground, wondering why he had to be on this stupid mission. It was just a kid, and it wasn't his fault that moron Leeli hadn't finished the job like he was supposed too. Couldn't they just send him back out? He sighed and lifted his eyes to the moon, wishing that it had answers to tell him.
It was then that he picked up a sound he didn't expect. Was that...sniffling? He had never heard the sound of crying, for he always went after grown men that fought back on his missions. At least that way he could say he was fighting for his life. But this sound was different. He sniffed at the air, the flames adorning his spine sputtering in the breeze as he found the scent he was looking for. It was mixed with the tiniest trace of salt, and when he pushed through the nearby foliage he found him: his target, Rouxel. But he looked so miserable, so forlorn. So angry. He was older than he had expected him to be, and Chase found himself entranced. it was at that moment he knew he could not hurt this boy. He trailed behind him, dulling the light that came off of his coat until all that was visible of the canine was the too-black-to-be-natural fur. ...if I could find a way I'd make a brand new start -
I can't believe it was the calm that killed the storm.
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 10:01 am
Chase Weston ~ Hellhound It's like a tidal wave that rose to take the stars;
A hurricane that wrapped around my heart... Chase followed the boy silently, the sound of his fur ruffling in the breeze becoming that of the leaves. He was the perfect hunter, a demon whose soul purpose was to kill and maim. But now, he wasn't so sure he wanted to. He watched as the young man sat in a clearing at the base of a tree and began to sketch, and he creeped up behind him, around the tree so he blended in with the shadows. He continued to watch, trying to get his courage up to speak to the boy. Finally, he shifted from his canine to human form - soft blonde hair falling into sky-blue eyes and pale skin the color of moonlight. He leaned forward to breathe on the boy's neck slightly, whispering as to not disturb the silence. "What are you drawing?" He asked curiously, not realizing how frightening he was being. ...if I could find a way I'd make a brand new start -
I can't believe it was the calm that killed the storm.
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Posted: Wed Feb 29, 2012 4:25 pm
Chase Weston ~ Hellhound It's like a tidal wave that rose to take the stars;
A hurricane that wrapped around my heart... Chase smiled at the nervous boy, his heartbeat so strong that to his ears it sounded as if it was echoing through the clearing. He bowed at the waist to him, trying to put him at ease. "I am Chase Weston. And you are...? He asked out of courtesy, knowing all the info on this individual already but trying to be as normal as possible. Your sketch was lovely. Don't worry, I'm not going to attack you." He said soothingly, putting a little of his powers into his voice to lull the male into a bit of security. He liked him, he didn't want to be terrified of him. ...if I could find a way I'd make a brand new start -
I can't believe it was the calm that killed the storm. [[[OOC: Sorry it's so short, I'm a little low on inspiration right now >.<]]]
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 4:36 pm
Chase Weston ~ Hellhound It's like a tidal wave that rose to take the stars;
A hurricane that wrapped around my heart... Chase looked startled at the notion that the human could feel his magic, it was proof that he wasn't like the other humans. How strange. He shook his head quickly, trying to explain. "I'm sorry, I just didn't want you to be afraid. I truly mean you no harm!" He said quickly, trying to make the boy understand. He frowned when the other said he should get going. "Return? Return where? You don't sound too happy about it." ...if I could find a way I'd make a brand new start -
I can't believe it was the calm that killed the storm.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 5:46 am
Chase Weston ~ Hellhound It's like a tidal wave that rose to take the stars;
A hurricane that wrapped around my heart... Chase's frown deepened as he listened to the other male, and the strangest feelings came over him - ones he had never felt before. Pity, maybe? Caring? Nothing a demon should be feeling, that was for sure. Not that he was going back to hell anyway, not after this little adventure. He wasn't going to leave this strangling boy if his life depended on it - and it might. He didn't like the idea of Rouxel being upset, as ludicrous as that sounded - Chase was sent to kill him for Christ's sake, not comfort him! - but he couldn't help the next sentence that came out of his mouth. "You don't have to go back, you know." He said softly, watching him with serious eyes. He had never been so interested in a human, in anyone or anything for that matter. He wasn't exactly a nice person, but he could be kind to this human - he would be kind to this human. If no one else, Rouxel had gained his instant respect and he wanted to figure out this enigma of a person. He watched for his reaction, knowing it would be interesting whatever it was. ...if I could find a way I'd make a brand new start -
I can't believe it was the calm that killed the storm.
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