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 Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 1:47 pm
*A young deathdealer vampyre with black angel wigns so large that when he unfold them, they are 18 feet long. The young deathdealer had long black hair down to the small of my back, he was wearing a long black leather duster with a skin tight long sleeve black shirt with baggy black Tripp pants, he was standing on the top of a large skyscraper, on the very tip of the building. He seemed to be scanning the area for any lycans, but he still didn't know if he would find one tonight* Damnit... It is so freakin' boring up here!
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 1:58 pm
Walking through the city, her mind was cluttered with the thoughts of him.. Why did she brood on him so? Sighing, she stopped by the news stand and flicked through the papers once again leaving change for the seller. This time she had no coffee with her, however. Closing her pale blue eyes, she let out a breath. She wouldn't go back to the park...
Her blonde hair blowing in the wind slightly, she walked down past the shop fronts, kitted out for New Years.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 2:44 pm
Walking in a shadowed alleyway, he was watching her every moved, taking in her beauty as she ook each step. No one was really paying attention to him, anyway.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 2:48 pm
Looking around conciously, she knew someone was watching her.. But couldn't see anyone. Shaking her head slightly, sheshe bit her thumbnail gently. Now she was imagining things..
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 2:57 pm
Stopping as he had accidently kicked a pebble, he watched it bounce off the alley wall and echo loudly. They were the only ones in the area, or so it seemed.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 3:01 pm
Looking at the alleyway, she folded her arms, her coat a little too long in the arms anyway and covering most of her hands, making her look a little vulnerable. "Are you going to carry on stalking me?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 3:03 pm
His eye raising to her, he watched her and nodded slightly. He couldn't think of what else to say... She'd rejected his other advances.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 3:06 pm
"Surely theres other constructive things you could be doing." A cold tone in her voice, covering the fact that she hadn't been able to stop thinking about him.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 3:09 pm
"Not at all."
He spoke calmly. He hadn't slept, he hadn't eaten... She'd prayed on his mind the whole time.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 3:12 pm
Lost for words, she fiddled with her coat cuff. The last few hours had turned her world upside down.. She'd been born into slaying. Now one of those she was taught to decimate, gave her the most beautiful feeling in the world.. Was it normal...? Hormonal?
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 3:18 pm
Stepping out of the shadows slowly, he stood in the moonlight. Every one of his features was perfect... His shirt straight, not one crease. His eye a deep red, not glowing for once. He looked relaxed.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 3:21 pm
Not perfect herself, her coat was too big, her boots looked male.. But she still looked beautiful. Her pale eyes watching him, she kept her hand near easy-reach of her weapon.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 3:24 pm
Taking another step forwards, he was happily admiring her. He couldn't get over the fact that she looked so beautiful in absolutely anything she wore.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 3:27 pm
Moving back against a lamppost, she didn't reach for her weapons.. Her eyes stayed on him.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 3:33 pm
Seeing her move, he stopped. He didn't want to harm her, or scare her... But she obviously felt he would. He didn't quite understand why she was so against him.
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