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 Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 10:05 pm
.::Lani M a c l e a n Foster::. lights... camera... action! “Every one is a moon, and has a dark side... which he never shows to anybody.”  Lani sat in his photo tech class bored as usual. He hated hearing about what he should be doing, he wanted to go do it. His Sony HDD digital HD handycam sat in his bag almost screaming at him to take it outside and start filming. The ideas that came to him, while he was running around blindly with his camera, would put more screenplay writers to shame. But that’s probably why he was at this school. The teacher continued to droll on about aperture and frame rate. Lani knew all of this already and hated the teacher for reiterating it. He let out a long sigh which apparently pissed off his teacher, Mrs. Barrett. ”I’m sorry, Mr. Foster, am I boring you.” Lani was a bit too annoyed to filter himself. "To be honest Mrs. Barrett, yes you are boring the ever living crap out of me." She did not like that one bit. ”Mr. Foster you are free to leave whenever you wish. But while you are in my classroom you will treat me with respect.” Lain decided this would be a good time to apply his filter and concede "Yes, I am sorry, it won’t happen again." She was pleased he had backed down and continued with the lesson.Finally it was time for the class to go outside and apply what they had learned today. Lani wandered around nearly bumping into people as he kept his gaze on the LCD display of his camera. Some girls a few feet from him were gossiping about his “wise a**” comment he made to the teacher. They giggled a bit louder as he walked past, but he always kept his gaze on the screen. As he walked scenes for earlier in the day flashed through his head and he stopped and looked up at the sky. He remembered as he was running to class his heart was beating very fast, but he was never out of breath nor did his legs feel as if he had run across the entire campus. This confused him Why aren’t I more tired? Why do my legs feel like I have been sitting all day? but then another image popped into his head. The dream he had earlier in the day and it immediately sent a shiver up his spine. He decided to block it out by thinking about Ellie. This was a first for Lani he had never thought about any girl on the campus before and it was weird that this girl, for having just met him, was filling his head. And the strangest part was he was slightly excited about having her with him when he went into the woods tonight to finish off his film. There was a sharp whistle and Mrs. Barrett stood by the door to her classroom waiving her hands in the air. ”Play time is over boys and girls. Time to head back in.” she yelled and Lani walked morosely back into the classroom. He feels a bit Confused.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 2:13 pm
♪--♫--jσєу-ησєllє • { naomi } • sєυηg--♫--♪    ♪ ♫ to all those that say i can't, screw you At last, half of the day was finally over. Joey-Noelle was absolutely relieved to finally go to lunch and get something to eat. After three classes of nothing but continuous dancing and then a study hall where there was no such thing as break, Joey-Noelle was about ready to give up for the day and go back to bed and sleep the rest of the day. However, she still had three more classes to go through. Lucky for her, all these three classes involved sitting on a desk or sitting of the floor most of the time. Now exiting the study hall she spent a whole hour in, Joey-Noelle slung the strap of her sports bag over her shoulder and headed towards the cafeteria to get a bite to eat. It was about time she put in some calories into her system before she passed out cold in the middle of practice. As she walked towards the direction of the cafeteria, Joey-Noelle pulled out her towel and wiped her sweaty face as well as her neck. She then tossed the towel onto her shoulder and continued on walking, ignoring the students that provoked her by calling her Charity Case. Because of her accomplishing day, she was not going to let these stuck up students get the best of her. So she pulled out of her iPod from her pocket and plugged the earbuds into her ears to shut out the rest of the school. Now she was brought back into her own little world. The sweat on her forehead was causing her hair to stick irritably. Damn. Where is that elastic? she thought, fumbling through her sports bag for the black hair elastic she always used. She finally found the small accessory as she stepped into the cafeteria. The entire room was filled with students now. Not that Joey-Noelle really cared about that. She usually ate outside at the quad anyway, unless it was raining. Again, lucky for Joey-Noelle, there were only clouds outside. As always.
Once she grabbed herself a turkey and ham sandwich topped with a thin layer of mayonnaise and a bottle of Arrowhead water, Joey-Noelle slithered her way out of the cafeteria, passing by many students with open laptops as they worked on their portfolios, and she was free. The hallways were thin with students now that lagged a bit so that they could visit their locker, but it was fine with Joey-Noelle. As long as they didn't speak to her she didn't mind seeing them around. The one thing Joey-Noelle loved about the quad was that even though there were more people out there, it didn't seem like it because of the large area of space that could be occupied. Taking her usual spot under a large tree at the far corner of the quad right next to the outdoor stage, Joey-Noelle dropped her things onto the damp grass and took a seat. Since she was wearing dark colored sweats, any worry about getting wet stains were irrelevant. Before taking a bite of her sandwich, Joey-Noelle had tied her hair up into a loose bun and then fixed her side bangs. The breeze the wind brought her way felt really good against her sweaty skin. Sweat glands absorbed every chance of cooling down and Joey-Noelle accepted every bit of it. As she ate her sandwich, she scrolled through her songs on her iPod and wondered what song she should use for her piece for one of her classes that were starting their midterm projects now. The teacher wanted the students to think up an original routine of their own choice. This project was going to be Joey-Noelle's favorite because she didn't have a confusing and complicated routine to memorize. This routine would be of her own making. And she wanted it to be perfect. After all, dance was all about expressing who you were. And what's more perfect to express Joey-Noelle than through her kind of dancing. Theses snobs only call my dancing amateur because they can't bust what I do. she thought with a smirk on her lips.
There were just so many songs to choose from that she could use. And so Joey-Noelle decided to make a On-The-Go playlist for the songs that she was considering on using. Just as she was about to save one song that she was listening to at the moment, Joey-Noelle felt a rush pass by her, causing her to jump back a bit. Looking up at her surroundings, she noticed a group of three males and two females at the steps of the outdoor stage. And they were all looking at her. They all had beautiful caramel brown skin, and they were all physically fit. Just as Joey-Noelle was about to look away from the group, the tallest female beckoned her forward. Perfect eyebrows raised into her bangs. What the hell do they want? she thought as she gathered her things together and headed towards the group. They all met her a quarter of the way so that way they were still close to the stage. "You want something?" Joey-Noelle asked, eyeing all of the members of the small group. She noticed two of them, and they were both guys. Those two boys were in her second period, the one on the left was her partner last year. The tall female took a step forward to stand in front of Joey-Noelle. "The boys have been saying that you're becoming a better dancer. We usually do a bit of dancing during lunch. But we're short one girl now. We don't know what happened to the girl but she disappeared a week ago. Anyway, we were wondering if you wanted to take part in our little activity. You seem to be fit enough to handle our kind of dancing," the female explained, her voice mature and melodic. Joey-Noelle raised one eyebrow at the group, looking from one to the other. "How often do you do this little activity?" she asked, dropping her bag onto the ground right beside her. "A few times a week. The rest of the time we're chilling on the stage," said the middle male. Joey-Noelle gave this a little thought. If she was fit enough to handle their kind of dance, she was wondering what kind of dance they were talking about. She was tired of the boring stuff already.
"What kind of dancing do you guys do?" Joey-Noelle asked. The group looked at one another, a smirk of success on their lips. It was as if they knew she was going to say yes. But if they were doing some of the boring stuff, Joey-Noelle would easily say no. The shorter female turned to look at Joey-Noelle and smiled brightly. "Just a little taste of modernized Spanish flavor," she answered with a really thick Spanish accent that made her even more beautiful. If Joey-Noelle hadn't known this girl was a dancer, she would have thought she was a model. Now she was really confused. Joey-Noelle was a breaker and a krumper. How was she good, or in the fit condition, to dance that style? Sure she had tried salsa before, but that was a long time ago. With a sigh, Joey-Noelle shrugged and agreed to do it, at least for today. The group rejoiced, looking at one another with an accomplished grin on their faces. This better be good. Joey-Noelle thought to herself as she followed the group to their spot at the bottom step of the outdoor stage. The two females walked over to what looked like their respected partners. The hottest one of the group stood looking at Joey-Noelle with a sort of hungry look on his face. This freaked Joey-Noelle out a bit, but she walked over to the male and stood in front of him. "Hello. I'm David," he said. Joey-Noelle almost melted. His voice was so hypnotic. "I-I-I know. You're in my c-c-class," she stuttered, mentally slapping herself. Clearing her throat, Joey-Noelle watched as David walked over behind her, standing so close that she could feel his cold breath on her neck. Her eyes opened wide, not even realizing that she had closed them. Cold breath? Normal breath was usually warm. Joey-Noelle tensed up a bit, spinning around to look up at the guy. Now that she looked closely, there was something really odd about David.
Even though David had caramel brown skin, there was a hint of a soft paleness to it. He looked too beautiful to be human. In fact, he looked too beautiful to be a model. His cheekbones were so precise, and his eyes. Oh his eyes. They were enchanting. A chocolate brown with a circle lining of...crimson. Joey-Noelle was entranced by David's beauty. So entranced that she hadn't noticed that he had gotten closer. She continued to look up into his eyes, almost as if they were calling for her to stare at them and never look away. Her whole body felt numb, and yet she felt a tingling feeling through her spine that made her move closer to David. What is this that I'm fee-- Joey-Noelle lost all thought as she turned her back to David. The second his hands touched her bare waist, Joey-Noelle jumped out of her trance and moved away. David was not affected by this at all. "Holy s**t. Your skin is cold as ice and hard as rock!" she cried out, hugging her waist. She felt goosebumps running up and down her arms. David merely chuckled, taking slow steps towards Joey-Noelle. The rest of the group were watching with interest. The guys had their hands around the girls, while the girls wrapped their arms around the guys' necks. Bringing her attention back to David, she almost jumped back when she realized how close he had gotten. But before she could even take a step, David had brought his arms around her waist again. At that moment she found herself looking into his eyes again. "Don't be afraid, Joey. I won't bite," he whispered. Joey-Noelle noticed a little too late that the last part was fully sarcastic. But she didn't do anything about it. His beautiful eyes brought her in again and she couldn't get herself to snap out of it. "Move with me," he whispered into her ear, turning her so that her back was against his hard chest. She could feel every muscle on his chest. It was as if he was sculpted to perfection. Bringing her hands around his neck and through his hair, Joey-Noelle moved her hips in sync with his movements. She didn't even notice that the music had started playing and that the others in the group had begun to move as well. But they did more moves than her and David. They just swayed their hips to the beat. Joey-Noelle had to admit. This felt nice.
A crowd of students began to surround them, watching the spectacle in front of them. But Joey-Noelle cared less about what was happening. All she cared about was that she was dancing with this beautiful man. She closed her eyes to sink in this feeling that she felt. It was exhilarating, and she was wanted more. Joey-Noelle hadn't felt this way in a long time as she danced. She and David continued to dance, not even moving once. They only swayed their hips to the beat. After minutes of swaying, David had leaned down and brought his lips to her neck. She felt him take a deep breath. "You smell wonderful," he whispered into her ear. Goosebumps traveled up her arm again, causing her to shiver becuase of his cold breath. Joey-Noelle felt the need to turn and look him in the eyes. And so she obliged and turned around. David grinned, flashing wonderfully white teeth. He brought his arms around her waist, pulling her to him so that they were chest to chest. Or at least close to chest to chest seeing as Joey-Noelle was only five feet three inches and David had to be about six feet. She kept her arms dangling at her sides. And they continued to move as one. With each beat, David seemed to be moving closer, which was humanly impossible since they were already so close. As he pulled her even closer, Joey-Noelle rested her hands on his hard chest. Every feeling around David felt so intensified. She could feel their hips moving as one. Her arms wrapped themselves around his neck as soon as her hands were about to be placed over the place where his heart was. So she wasn't able to feel the heart beat. But she could care less. "You are such an amazing dancer. And you really do smell wonderful," David whispered, leaning closer. Instead of meeting his lips full on with hers, Joey-Noelle tilted her neck a few angles. She shivered everytime David's lips touched the skin on her neck. "You're going to be mine. And all these people will be our witness," he whispered into her ear. Joey-Noelle let out a gasp at the cold feeling of his breath, but she did not pull away. She just continued to dance with him like nothing was wrong. Their bodies melted into one now, so much that Joey-Noelle felt her body go numb. Every feeling in her body was lost. So lost that she had to let David lead her in every move as he continued to kiss particular parts of her neck. Joey-Noelle closed her eyes again, feeling herself fall into a sea of ecstasy. And she never wanted to wake up from it.
When she opened her eyes for a brief look of what was going on, she saw a muscular guy stare right her and then look over to a group of his friends. "s**t! Someone get Odell!" he cried out. When he turned to look back at Joey-Noelle he had this look that said he wanted to come forward and pull her away from David. But it looked like something was holding him back from doing so. The crowd was thinning up now, except for the people that had a resemblance to the muscular guy that asked one of his friends to call for this Odell guy. Pushing this questioning feeling to the back of her mind, Joey-Noelle turned her head to look back up at David. She noticed that his eyes were different. The crimson circle around the brown had darkened till the brown was almost gone. A shot of fear ran through Joey-Noelle but David let out a shushing sound to calm her down. It worked. "Shhh, don't be frightened. Just dance with me," he whispered into her neck then kissed it again. Joey-Noelle let out a deep breath and closed her eyes again. Again, she lost all feeling in her body till she could no longer hold herself up against David. His arms were the only thing that was holding her up now as her arms fell limp at her sides. Her head bobbed back to reveal more of her neck. A feeling of panic ran through the still crowd as they cursed that they were unable to move and more cries of calling for this Odell guy. After one last cry for the same guy, Joey-Noelle lost all hearing ability and her mind went blank. Everything went silent and dark.[ooc]I've wanted to change my picture for this posting format for a while so yeah. Works well with the formatting don't you think? LOL[/ooc]&you'll see what i can really do :: { Whine Up - Kat DeLuna }♪ ♫
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 3:43 pm
Aiden Kasey Odell I don't want to be frustrated "When the hunter becomes the hunted... ...the game changes."  Aiden’s day had started out on edge and he could only hope that it would calm down as it progressed. The school was quiet and he never liked that. If there were people running around or noises to be herd he would feel more at ease. But when it was as quite as it was it always had him on edge. He decided to relax his muscles and continue to towards his class. In his Pas De Deux class he had gotten partnered up with a vampire named Lillia. She was nice enough but Aiden never really relaxed around her. A few time she “accidentally” demonstrated her strength and Aiden was limping home. He knew better then to let the lures of her species get to him but from time to time he would catch himself thinking about her or what she was doing. He shook his head ferociously and focused on the side walk.
He entered the Dance hall and headed to the back and put away his bag and his gun. He turned and walked back out to the stage only to find a large group of vampires and a human girl hanging limp in one of their arms. "What the hell do you think you are doing?" he yelled as he quickly closed the gap between them. ”Drop her now." he said as he held the small black pen in his hands. The vampire holding her smiled but complied and set her onto the ground. Then the group turned and left the building before Aiden reached the girl. He pulled her into his lap and checked her body for any sign of a bite. He let out a breath and relaxed when he saw she hadn’t been bitten. ”So, are you ok?" he said lightly shaking her trying to get her to come to.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 8:43 pm
ℓiℓℓiąviviєŋŋєδeмiŧŗov Practice means to perform, over and over again... in the face of all obstacles. pℓąyℓisŧ indepentent study. vivaldi-summer, k's choice- not an addict, the nutcracker-drosselmeyer's gifts  Annoyance was rapidly becoming Lillia's default position. She was growing extremely tired of the only critique on her dancing being, Lillia, you must SMILE. The word drew so much venom it was palpable. She was shocked that Aiden Odell hadn't been turned by mere physical contact with her at this point. And then there was Odell. He smelled entirely inhuman, a thick, sweet, sickening scent overwhelmed his would-have-been appealing natural odor. He smelled of death. Lillia honestly hadn't realized that she had a tightened grip around his back until he was cringing. It was clear he knew what she was. It wouldn't matter, she'd keep her eyes light and he'd live uncomfortably ever after. It was just the haunting scent that surrounded him that kept her from being her ordinarily superior self.
She decided to let Vivaldi guide her mood as she took over the empty practice studio. The summer suite of the four seasons was temperamental. It drew her around the room in racing turns. As she leaped and spun she fell deeper into the music. At last, it brought her to the center stage mark and felt her body turn. She spun long past the point when a human would be dizzy but she didn't care anymore. This was the point when she no longer needed to be inconspicuous. She just needed release from all the frustrations, anger.
And as fast as it was there, it was gone again. She had been entirely overtaken by the music, and then she could hear the screams. They were calling for Odell, and her muscles clenched. Lillia followed the sounds, still in her pointe shoes. She pulled on a long, fitted cardigan and glared around defensively around her. She followed the sounds into the auditorium. A group of vampires walked away hurriedly, and the open door showed everything that Lillia needed to see. There was no scent of blood and David's eyes were glowing red. She hissed at them furious, whispering, "Disgusting. You can't try to control yourselves... congratulations on exposing us all. If you can't keep yourselves satiated off campus, then find a new way to pass your time.
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 5:46 pm
ღ ε ℓ ℓ є η σ я α . к y ℓ є α . я σ y ☁ Is mayße… aggravated?Tell yourself: I can make mistakes if I'm a human. ★
Tell yourself: I can hide mistakes if I’m creative. ★
Tell yourself: I can keep mistakes if I’m an artist. ★  Ellie could hear some fuss going on outside the room she had stayed for extra time to pick up practice. Giggling, whispering, a teachers strange voice commanding. A class walking by? Ellie started and raised her head. Yeah, it was a class. Judging from their camera’s in their hands, it was a photography class. Well, maybe I should’ve been in this class. She observed, automatically rating camera’s in her head. Digital photography. Not as exciting as the nondigital version, but certainly good enough. That one looks hell expensive. But how many pixels is that? I give it a seven. Next, looks too worn out. Five. Oh, that is a nice camera, eight. She trailed off as she glanced up at who was holding the camera. A shiver went up her spine. It was him. Lani. Without meaning to, she thought back to the sketch she had drawn of him, the one where he looked like a wolf. Like herself when phased. He disappeared outside through the doorway, and Ellie got to her feet. She glanced down, disappointed at the empty cup of iced coffee. She could do with some wake-up potion right now. Stretching her limbs, Ellie headed outside to watch the photography class do their thing. It was better than waiting for the bell to ring, since she had had lunch fast.
As Ellie put a single hand on the door, she immediately got the feeling that something was wrong. Something was very wrong. CSA level wrong. Blinking, Ellie pulled her bag to her back and turned. Normally, she took her where her nose pointed leeches weren’t, but this time she headed toward the smell. It stung her nose as she walked with her head down. She threw open a door- and there. Outside, at the stage, commotion. Familiar smells, too sweet smells. "Fucкїηg leeches. Can’t keep their lips off the humans." She swore angrily, feeling the heat in her stomach begin expanding. Biting her tongue so hard that it bled, she clenched her fists and took deep breaths to keep from phasing. Ellie kneeled down beside Aiden. Of course she knew him. Everybody who was part of the CSA "helpers" knew each other. She nodded to him in acknowledgement and glanced down at the girl in his arms. Ellie frowned. It was the same girl from this morning she had caught sneaking out. It was a small world, wasn’t it? "Aiden. Is she okay? Are there any bites?" She asked. Ellie couldn’t see any blood, so Aiden must’ve gotten to her in time. Done with glancing over her, Ellie felt anger again. Why did those damn bloody parasites have to start all this crap all over again? "Correction. New question: Did you see who did this?" She demanded. Without waiting for an answer, Ellie had flown to her feet. She could smell him; he’d slobbered all over the poor dancer girl. He’d gone inside through the side door, along with all his little minions.
Ellie was out the door before she could even think of a plan. All she thought at that moment was… nothing. A blind rage had settled on her mind, like a drizzle you just can’t look through when driving. She was shuddering violently; both fists were clenched and she drew fast breaths. Ellie wanted blood, somebody’s, anybodies. Mostly just the leeches. Damn leeches. All their fault, always. I hate them. I’ll kill them for this, whichever one did this. Whoever dared to think they would get away with something like this. Oh no, they wouldn’t. They wouldn’t. She promised herself, finally pausing as their scents cleared into a jumbled mass. Looking at the one who smelled most like what was back in the auditorium, Ellie found herself staring up into red eyes and naturally tanned skin. Despite the fact that Ellie herself stood a tall 5'9", this vampire was taller by at least 4 inches. Ellie didn’t care if he could stare her down. Her anger was too great. She barely noticed the other female who she’d bumped into outside the previous day. "Are you the one who thinks he can get away with hunting indoors at CSA? What the hell is wrong with you? Are you trying to give us all away? You think you’re going to stay in this school after what you just attempted? What’s your name?" She hissed at him, keeping her voice in check so the rest of the students wouldn’t hear them and think something was up. The vampire just smirked, his full lips curving upward in a mocking fashion.
All Ellie saw was that mocking smile and everything else went red. He was making fun of her! She’d teach him. Nothing but tons and tons of practice alone in the woods kept her from phasing into the huge, dark blue wolf she normally became. Instead, she pulled back her fist and punched him. All of Ellie’s extra energy and fury went into reeling back and letting loose on that smart, disgusting mouth. The vampire’s head snapped back. Her first, immediate thought was, Ah, shїt! That hurt! Ow, crap! She shook her hand wildly, feeling the bones fall back into place painfully. That was going to take an hour to heal. The second thing that she noticed was that it was much clearer to think now that she had vented her excess into making this pitiful leech feel pain for the first time in his pathetic life. His cronies were all glaring at Ellie with contempt, looking like they were going to rip her apart into little pieces and feed her to vultures. "David, are you okay?" Someone asked, and Ellie smiled. She wasn’t in the least intimidated. She looked slightly smug instead. His name was David, Ellie had good reason to attack him, and he now knew what it was like to feel the wrath of Ellenora Kylea Roy’s fist. "Ok, Dracula David, lets go pay the Counselor a visit." Ellie commanded. She highly doubted she would’ve been able to make him follow her had he not been so stunned.
But as it was, she practically dragged him across campus, muttering under her breath at the same time about stupid bloodsuckers, stupid naive humans, stupid stupid genes that made people turn into wolves at will. When she barged into the office, the secretary jumped up from her computer. It was a different woman this time. The last one was probably out on lunch break. "Security Counselor." She growled, slamming her hand on the desk. Without bothering to wait for the womans instruction, which would tell Ellie information she already knew, Ellie headed down the same hall she’d already gone. Apparently, the secretary must have paged the counselor, because just as Ellie reached his door, he threw it open. "Come in, come in, please." He urged quickly, ushering both shapeshifter and vampire into his office. Ellie couldn’t help but give an involuntary chuckle. Maybe the last time Ellie had lost her temper in his office taught him some much-needed manners. And would you look at that? He even had paint brochures in his office-aqua, just like Ellie had suggested. She could practically smell the fresh scent of heady paint. She inhaled, expecting the plastic odor, but then winced when all she got was a noseful of disgusting vampire. Ew. Ellie roughly pulled away from David and backed up two steps to stand by the door while the counselor returned to his swivel seat.
"What exactly is going on here? I’ve just gotten reports of a fainted girl over by the auditorium building. Odell is apparently on the spot already, handling the victim. David? Are you having problems with your thirst again?" the counselor demanded, looking at the male. He still spoke in monotone, and Ellie sighed. She assumed some things would need a little time before changing. But then the counselor’s words sunk in… He knew David was having problems? And he didn’t do anything about it? He let this potential risk remain on school grounds. What the Hell is this, some game? Not your problem, Ellie. Its okay, chill. She told herself, jaw automatically tightening. But the counselor did seem to be chewing him out pretty well. "Ok, Counselor. I’ll keep provisions nearby for emergencies like this, sir." The vampire was answering, hanging his head. He must by lying. After all, he was a vampire. Terrific acting skills, wasn’t it?
"Counselor? Are you sure such threats should be allowed back to roam on the campus of CSA?" She asked him, taking a step forward to force herself into this conversation. "I’m sure we can handle it." The counselor tried to soothe her, but Ellie replied, "I’m only trying to help this school, sir." He nodded in agreement. "We understand. Thank you for handling this so far and delivering young master David here to my office, but we’ll take it from here. Please also thank Mr. Odell for us. His speed, as always, remains undaunted, and his reflexes unbeatable. Thank you, now, Miss Ellie. We’ll have to talk later. You may leave now." The warning in the mans voice was clear enough, and Ellie decided not to push her luck for one day. She backed back up and stepped out the door, closing it gently behind her. The secretary was rounding the corner, trying to catch gossip when Ellie accidentally crashed into her. "Oh, sorry!" The woman scuttled back to her desk, and Ellie disguised her laugh as a very fake cough. She returned fast to the outdoor arena stage and found Aiden again. "Hey, the counselor had a few words of praise for you. Good skill and flattery like that. So, hows she doing?" Ellie asked softly. She was doing this for formality, even though Ellie knew she should be sincere. Her mind was thinking suddenly and randomly about Lani. What if he’d been the one attacked? The notion seemed to make Ellie’s heart beat faster, for no reason she could figure out. She waited for a response, already wanting to be out in the enchanting forest in the middle of the inspiring night.
You ask, what is αя†? I ask, what is not αя†?       || OOC: I think I got a little carried away. She's my favorite character. XD. Sorry about not posting in this RP forever.
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2009 4:20 pm
.::Lani M a c l e a n Foster::. lights... camera... action! “Every one is a moon, and has a dark side... which he never shows to anybody.” Lani was relieved when the teacher said the class was over. He had over an hour till his next class so he decided he would walk the quad while he waited. He pulled his iPod from his pocket and popped his headphones on. The first song to ring out was Chronic Future’s Shellshocked, and Lani lightly bobbed his head as he walked. The quad was fairly empty this time of day so it became his favorite place to go to brainstorm. He walked over to an empty bench, and for being a cloudy day it was quite nice out. Lani took off his sweater and balled it up, he laid on the bench using his sweater as a pillow. He watched the clouds through the trees and found his mind drifting. I wonder what Ellie is doing right now? They never had any pervious relationship with each other, but Lani was having trouble keeping her from his mind. He sat up quickly and took a few sniffs of the air. There was a sickly sweet scent coming from across the quad. Lani picked himself up off the bench and wandered towards the scent. He walked up to a group of students all standing by a tree and immediately his body bent into an almost beastly shape. Lani had no idea what had just come over him and he felt incredibly embarrassed about what he had just done. He had no idea why but in that instant all he wanted to do was kill the group. But the eeriest thing about the whole interaction was the look on their faces was of sheer horror. He straitened himself out and quickly walked away from the small group of students. He could feel their eyes boring into his back but he never looked back. The walk to his thing was quicker then it should have been but he dismissed it. When he reached his things he caught another scent it wasn’t as potent as the students but it was far more pleasing. He gathered his things and followed the scent trying not to look like a blood hound. He rounded the corner of the security building and walked inside the scent was behind the head of securities door so Lani took a seat on a bench and waited for whoever was responsible for the incredible odor to show themselves.He feels a bit Confused.
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