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 Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 6:46 pm
Felicity De Rochere She rolled her eyes and said You do know that you really should act your age....but lucky you, you get to stay like what, 12 ,forever. in a slightly mothering tone. She was physicaly the oldest girl in the coven -wierd huh?- and she often took on the role of mother. And you know what is sad, you have a man and I don't ! Maybe I should act like a kid too, maybe that will make the guys fall into my palms like they did for you. she said teasingly.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 6:49 pm
"You know very well Jeremy was not interested in me whatsoever at first, Licity. You were there!" Sierra replied.
"And dude, I died when I was eighteen. I guess I'm still a little immature." she said sheepishly.
"Mom." Sierra added quickly.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 6:52 pm
Renesmee,  Renesmee Carlie Culllen
Renesmee turned around and looked at Alice, smiling like her father. "Hi, Aunt Alice," Renesmee said to her quietly. She slightly cocked her head at the akward conversation going on between Felicity and Sierra. Now that she had turned around, the glow of her skin had dimmed, mostly appearing on the back of her shoulders and the sides of her face.Dr. Carlisle Cullen
Carlisle watched as Esme ran to her daugher, but just stayed where he was. Then he turned to the other coven and asked, "So do most of you play piano?" He thought he might have found something in common between the two covens besides their species. Edward, Rosalie, and Renesmee all played piano.the vampire with a beating heart
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 6:54 pm
Sierra turned to Carlisle.
"Only 'Licity and I. I play some flute, violin and guitar as well. And as you heard, we both sing." Sierra replied kindly.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 6:57 pm
Felicity De Rochere Whatever, you still got him....and the person who was supposed to go for me didn't bite, not that I liked him too much anyways. she said rolling her eyes.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 6:59 pm
"Come on 'Licity! I'm sure you'll meet some guy eventually! Besides, you have all eternity." Sierra reminded her friend.
Though she wasn't sure about reminding her friend how she was pretty much forced to live forever was a good thing.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:05 pm
Felicity De Rochere What is the point of living, if you have nothing to live for. she muttered angryly. Sure, eventualy she might find someone, she just better hope that she doesn't look like some of the older Voltori members do when she finaly meets that someone. If she did look that terrible then really , she had no chance in making him fall for her.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:07 pm
"Then one would suppose that there was no point, wouldn't they? But if there's no point in living, why wouldn't one have burnt themself by now?" Sierra asked.
The question was supposed to be for Felicity, but it veered off so it included no one in particular.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:09 pm
Renesmee, Dr. Carlisle Cullen
Carlisle nodded slowly. "That's quite a bit," Carlisle said in her direction. Although he wasn't in the least bit surprised. Vampires had all their lives to learn how to play instruments, and all their lives is a long time. He listened to the conversation, noticing that Felicity sounded a little bit jealous. He sat down on a chair, still looking over towards the coven.the vampire with a beating heart
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:11 pm
Felicity De Rochere It is harder then you'd think to get burnt now a days, it's not as common a death as it used to be she said in a seemingly joking tone. It was true though, she knew from experience. No a days, you couldn't just get yourself acused of witch craft and then kill yourself that way. the only wa yo could commit a form of vampire suicide is either pissing off an other powerfull Coven or pissing off the Voltori.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:12 pm
Esme flinched as she heard the conversation she remembered her son going to the voluturi to kill himself as the nightmare became all to real for her again and the images she had when she found were running through her head she remebered it being the disaster of her life a nightmare so to speak she didn't like rembering this.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:14 pm
It hit her like a wave of sheer unadulterated ice. Esme's nightmare. Visions of Edward popped quickly into her mind. She saw him leaving a house wrapping a cloak around his shoulders. Sierra's eyes closed as she was sucked into Esme's memory against her will. She put her hands to her head and massaged her temples as the nightmare began getting worse and worse.
"Esme...I can see you care to death about your children." she said while opening her eyes with a smile.
The nightmare was soon over as she saw Bella and Edward coming towards a car. Esme hugged Edward and the nightmare was done.
Whoa...Motherhood... Sierra thought.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:17 pm
Felicity De RochereShe even felt the scared vibre coming from her cousin-in-law. Anyways, a more cheery topic is being called for. Nobody is going to get their selves killed any time soon, so no worries needed. she said trying to lighten things up.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:19 pm
"Good idea. No more nightmares, I might go crazy! Lets think happy thoughts people! Happy thoughts!" Sierra said like some sort of whacked out psychologist.
She smiled as she put her cellpone back into he pocket.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 7:28 pm
Felicity De Rochere Happy thoughts, happy thoughts...you can do this Fe. she joked. She shut her eyes for a moment and let herself think of summer in London. It was always so nice, sure it sometimes rained, but it really was a gouregeous there when it was nice. She remebered all of the pretty dresses and smocks that she had owned the the knowledge that her younger sister was terribly jealouse of her. She thought of Christmas time as a young child. The candy and the presents, that's what it was all about. She didn't even feel the least bit bad about it back then. Mmmmm toffee from Sir John Bennet's Sweet Shop. I wish that I could be in London right now. she said letting her happy thoughts flood the area.
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