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 Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 11:25 pm
  ℓєиωë тîωєℓєтяαιи ℓιкє α мα¢нιиє
∂αи¢є ℓιкє α ѕσυℓ
¢σмє, ∂αи¢є ωιтн мє... Indeed the comment bit Alaric in a place he obviously didn't like being touched. All possible color drained from Lenwë's face, leaving him white as a sheet. The elf then made a fatal mistake; he looked at Alaric's terrifying eyes. For a moment, he felt as if he had been grabbed by the neck. His body tensed up as he tried to fight the mental attack with everything he had. Instead of a fog, this time it was more like a storm. Trying to close his eyes, he found that he was completely frozen during the battle.
And in a moment, it was all over. Letting out a breath he had no idea he was holding, he relaxed completely. If it weren't for the desire to meet Alaric half way across the room, he would have fallen. At first, his movements were mechanical, but after a few steps he was fluid. Everything was forgotten; his fatigue, his hunger, his sweat, his fear. All of it replaced by a burning need to go where ever Alaric wanted him to go. No words needed to be said between them to know that Lenwë would follow Alaric to his death if the vampire desired it. "Yes, Haru Alaric," he whispered just the same.
((OOC: Oh snap, he's pissed! Permission granted whee ))
ι'м ¢υяяєитℓу fєєℓιиg {Like I'll die if I don't go with Alaric} ωнιℓє ι'м нєα∂ιиg тσωαя∂ѕ {nowhere} ι'м ¢υяяєитℓу ωєαяιиg {t-shirt, sweats and tennis shoes over tights} αи∂ ι'м ωιтн {Alaric and Mary Anne}
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 11:35 pm
 Ａｌａｒｉｃ Ｆｅｒｄｉｎｄ პ Ｍａｒｙ Ａｎｎｅ Ｗｉｌｌｏｗ 
The glow from Alaric's eyes slowly receded once he saw that Lenwe had finally submitted to his commands. A smile slowly spread across Alaric's face as he watched the elf obey his commands.
"That's a good boy," Alaric said as he turned to the door. "Come, Mary Anne," he added as he continued to walk to the door.
Mary Anne had been watching the two of them and was surprised to see that Lenwe had once again tried to resist, but it only took a moment for Alaric to completely overpower the elf. It was scary how Alaric was able to make anyone submit to his demands but that's what made him, him. Alaric was a powerful being who always got what he wanted. The little blonde girl let a small sigh of relief escape her lips as she ran after Alaric.
"Coming," Mary Anne murmured.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 11:53 pm
ℓєиωë тîωєℓєтяαιи ℓιкє α мα¢нιиє
∂αи¢є ℓιкє α ѕσυℓ
¢σмє, ∂αи¢є ωιтн мє... Lenwë blushed lightly when he was praised. It made him happy to know that Alaric was pleased. He followed with fluid and graceful steps. He noticed that as he took steps with the vampire, the need wasn't so burning. The elf didn't even notice Mary Anne following with them; all he wanted was to obey Alaric as best as he could.
Yet, he couldn't help but feel as if there were a small part of him trying to stop him. Fortunately, he was able to quell that feeling. Alaric's orders and happiness were the only things that mattered.
((OOC: Sorry >.< Short post is short. ))
ι'м ¢υяяєитℓу fєєℓιиg {Like I'll die if I don't go with Alaric} ωнιℓє ι'м нєα∂ιиg тσωαя∂ѕ {Wherever Alaric is going} ι'м ¢υяяєитℓу ωєαяιиg {t-shirt, sweats and tennis shoes over tights} αи∂ ι'м ωιтн {Alaric and Mary Anne}
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2012 12:08 am
Ａｌａｒｉｃ Ｆｅｒｄｉｎｄ პ Ｍａｒｙ Ａｎｎｅ Ｗｉｌｌｏｗ Mary Anne was soon by Alaric's side as the three of them left the studio, stepping out into the hallway. Mary Anne had looked at Lenwe as she walked past him and noticed that it was like he was a completely different person. He did not appear to be rebellious toward Alaric anymore, and instead it was like he wanted to follow Alaric. She looked back towards Alaric who continued to walk like she and Lenwe did not exist. He was lost in his own little world which made Mary Anne blush all of sudden. Was it that Lenwe had been captivated by Alaric and he was now...?! Mary Anne's pale face slowly turned a pale red which caught the attention of Alaric.
"What is wrong with you?" Alaric asked, glancing down at her.
"N-Nothing! I just feel a little tired, that's all," Mary Anne blurted out.
Alaric remained silent as he studied the girl's expression. She had definitely been thinking about something, but it was probably something irrelevant. He continued on, then glanced back at Lenwe to check on him. Alaric smiled again, seeing that Lenwe was being a good obedient, servant.
ooc: i'm going to bed now, night!
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2012 12:47 am
ℓєиωë тîωєℓєтяαιи ℓιкє α мα¢нιиє
∂αи¢є ℓιкє α ѕσυℓ
¢σмє, ∂αи¢є ωιтн мє... As far as Lenwë's thoughts were concerned, there were none. He wanted to get closer to Alaric, just to make sure that he was following well enough. It wasn't until Alaric addressed Mary Anne that he remembered that she existed. She was blushing; why was she blushing? Why was she tired? The fog over his mind was penetrated by a slight wisp of thought, she is cute when she blushes it said faintly. The thought was gone quicker than it came as his attention was diverted to Alaric.
Lenwë gave Alaric a shy smile back. And just the smile from the vampire made him feel...complete somehow. With a tender touch, Lenwë grabbed onto Alaric's coattails, the action reassuring his burning need a little more. With his other hand, he grabbed onto the pull strings of his bag, just to make sure it wouldn't fall. Somehow he knew the bag was important to him, the why was lost to him at the moment though. This feeling made the elf wonder why he had even struggled in the first place. There was a wonderful satisfaction in obeying the vampire. Even if it was so simple an order as "Come".
((OOC: Night night~ heart pleasant dreams! ))
ι'м ¢υяяєитℓу fєєℓιиg {Like I'll die if I don't go with Alaric} ωнιℓє ι'м нєα∂ιиg тσωαя∂ѕ {Wherever Alaric is going} ι'м ¢υяяєитℓу ωєαяιиg {t-shirt, sweats and tennis shoes over tights} αи∂ ι'м ωιтн {Alaric and Mary Anne}
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 11:03 pm
ℓєиωë тîωєℓєтяαιи ℓιкє α мα¢нιиє
∂αи¢є ℓιкє α ѕσυℓ
¢σмє, ∂αи¢є ωιтн мє... After a quick jaunt to his own bedroom to grab his things, Lenwë was soon comfortably in the studio. He got behind a changing screen and quickly changed into his shorts and t-shirt. With the other clothes, he folded them up neatly and set them on a chair. The elf sat on the floor so he could put on his ankle socks and slippers before he headed to the barre. His hair was still pulled back, though his bangs kept getting in his face. Giving a smile to Mary Anne as he held on to the barre, he said, "I could teach you if you would like, Haru Mary Anne. Then you would not have to be content with merely watching."
He went through some quick motions, followed by some slow ones before he started stretching. Yep, all of the muscles that were tight before still were. At least he didn't sit much today. That made it easier on his soreness. As he did, he caught a glimpse of his cheek in the mirror. With a tsk, he noticed the bruise had turned an interesting shade of blue. He supposed that was what you got when you got on the wrong side of a vampire. The elf shrugged and figured he would have to learn how to duck quicker. That might make life a little easier. Ignoring the mark for now, he turned back to Mary Anne, looking at her, and waiting for a response while he lay on his raised leg, the stretching feeling better than usual.
((OOC smile )
ι'м ¢υяяєитℓу fєєℓιиg {Enthusiastic} ωнιℓє ι'м нєα∂ιиg тσωαя∂ѕ {No where} ι'м ¢υяяєитℓу ωєαяιиg {t-shirt, shorts, ankle socks, and canvas slippers} αи∂ ι'м ωιтн {Mary Anne}
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 11:09 pm
Ａｌａｒｉｃ Ｆｅｒｄｉｎｄ პ Ｍａｒｙ Ａｎｎｅ Ｗｉｌｌｏｗ Mary Anne and Alaric had continued on to the dance studio where they met up with Lenwe. He had changed into his practice clothes and was currently getting ready. Mary stood by Alaric, watching him as he got ready. She smiled a little when he offered to teach her to do ballet.
"That sounds nice, but I don't think I'd be good for it," Mary Anne stated with a slight blush.
Alaric remained eerily silent not even voicing his own thoughts on the matter. The older vampire simply stood there with a bored expression as he waited for the elf to begin.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 11:38 pm
ℓєиωë тîωєℓєтяαιи ℓιкє α мα¢нιиє
∂αи¢є ℓιкє α ѕσυℓ
¢σмє, ∂αи¢є ωιтн мє... Rising from his stretch, he smiled and shook his head. "Nonsense. There was a girl I taught who was just as clumsy as could be, yet when she went on the dance floor, she was as graceful as a swan. It just takes practice," he said with encouragement. He took his leg from the barre and put his other leg up. With a smile, he noted her blush. With a few more stretches, he was finally ready to do the actual warm up. "I am warning you though, Haru Mary Anne, the warm up takes a long time. You would not want to be bored while you watched the exercise part," he said with a smile.
He faced the mirror and started a tendue exercise. Out, flex, point, close, out, close, plie, releve, stretch, press down and to the side. Once he'd finished with one side, he started the other. With a tsk, he went to the stereo after he finished, and turned on a piano accompaniment CD. Running back to the barre, he started exercises in time with the music.
((OOC smile )
ι'м ¢υяяєитℓу fєєℓιиg {Enthusiastic} ωнιℓє ι'м нєα∂ιиg тσωαя∂ѕ {No where} ι'м ¢υяяєитℓу ωєαяιиg {t-shirt, shorts, ankle socks, and canvas slippers} αи∂ ι'м ωιтн {Mary Anne}
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 11:48 pm
Ａｌａｒｉｃ Ｆｅｒｄｉｎｄ პ Ｍａｒｙ Ａｎｎｅ Ｗｉｌｌｏｗ "Really? She was that bad, but was she was still able to dance?" Mary Anne asked with an incredulous expression.
Mary Anne never considered herself to be graceful, plus she had never been able to experience anything like dancing. When she was human, she had always been too sick to do anything like dance or play outside, so she wasn't sure herself if she was capable of such feats. However, all that changed when Alaric changed her; Mary Anne is still discovering her abilities as a vampire. She is just too scared to try anything, even after all this time.
"I wonder if I really would be able to do something as amazing like you," Mary Anne said, watching Lenwe continue his stretches.
"Mm, you could probably do more," Alaric said absently.
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2012 12:08 am
ℓєиωë тîωєℓєтяαιи ℓιкє α мα¢нιиє
∂αи¢є ℓιкє α ѕσυℓ
¢σмє, ∂αи¢є ωιтн мє... Lenwë nodded as he continued his exercises. "She was a sweet little Russian girl with blonde hair and brown eyes. I kid you not, she would trip on air outside of class. I was worried for her whenever she left my studio. But she was one of the better dancers," he regaled with a smile. And how could he forget little Anya. She'd always have a new scrape or two to show him, but she would surprise him everytime with her dancing. He gave a look at Mary Anne when she pondered being able to dance like him.
With another smile, he said, "I am sure it is perfectly possible with practice and time. Who knows, in some areas, you might be better than I am." He chuckled lightly, remembering when he was young. There were many things he was good at; turning however was the bane of his existence, and still was from time to time. "I still have trouble with my turning, and I've been working for forty-five years on them," he said with a smile.
((OOC smile )
ι'м ¢υяяєитℓу fєєℓιиg {Enthusiastic} ωнιℓє ι'м нєα∂ιиg тσωαя∂ѕ {No where} ι'м ¢υяяєитℓу ωєαяιиg {t-shirt, shorts, ankle socks, and canvas slippers} αи∂ ι'м ωιтн {Mary Anne}
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2012 12:25 am
Ａｌａｒｉｃ Ｆｅｒｄｉｎｄ პ Ｍａｒｙ Ａｎｎｅ Ｗｉｌｌｏｗ Alaric listened with Mary Anne while Lenwe told them of his story of one of his past students. As he listened, Alaric noticed the occasional glances Lenwe gave Mary Anne as he spoke. The way he looked at Mary Anne at times, bothered Alaric. The elf's gaze was too familiar at times and he even seemed to have another feeling hidden behind those innocent eyes of his. However, it seemed that the boy still has not realized or notice the feeling behind those eyes. Alaric did not like it; in fact, he hated how Lenwe seemed so familiar with Mary Anne. The elf seemed to have forgotten that he had two masters.
"Enough talk, let us see you dance," Alaric said sharply.
Mary Anne was surprised when Alaric suddenly spoke, interrupting Lenwe. She looked back at him and that was when she felt something emanating from the dark haired vampire. She could see the flicker of dark emotions in his eyes and they were directed towards Lenwe. Mary Anne bit her lip, worried at what might happen next.
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2012 12:37 am
ℓєиωë тîωєℓєтяαιи ℓιкє α мα¢нιиє
∂αи¢є ℓιкє α ѕσυℓ
¢σмє, ∂αи¢є ωιтн мє... Not stopping his warmup, he looked over at Alaric. For a moment, he was speechless. Alaric seemed to be concerned, no, that was too light a word for it. There was something dark behind this concern, a strong dislike. Lenwë could see it clearly. Clearing his throat, he went back to his proper focus for the exercise he was currently in the middle of. "Forgive me Haru Alaric. I am not yet warmed up completely. It would be dangerous to dance if I were not," he said with a strong tone. If there was something the elf wasn't going to let Alaric bully him about, it was dance. He wasn't in the industry for forty-five years for nothing.
As the music changed, so did the exercise. Lenwë new the consequence for ignoring an order all too well. But he hoped that Alaric would at least trust him in this. While Alaric and Mary Anne were undead, and had the advantage of never having to change, the living, breathing elf did not. One wrong step could take away his dancing for a very long time. And that was something he wasn't willing to live with.
((OOC smile )
ι'м ¢υяяєитℓу fєєℓιиg {Enthusiastic} ωнιℓє ι'м нєα∂ιиg тσωαя∂ѕ {No where} ι'м ¢υяяєитℓу ωєαяιиg {t-shirt, shorts, ankle socks, and canvas slippers} αи∂ ι'м ωιтн {Mary Anne}
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2012 12:53 am
Ａｌａｒｉｃ Ｆｅｒｄｉｎｄ პ Ｍａｒｙ Ａｎｎｅ Ｗｉｌｌｏｗ "Be quick, you test my patience," Alaric replied dryly.
He crossed his arms and stared at Lenwe with cold eyes; a look that could kill. Alaric was ready to hurt the elf if need be, but the thoughts were pushed out of his mind when Mary Anne tugged his sleeve. Her expression was of a worry and fear which made him calm down slightly. Alaric caressed her face lightly until his hand quickly dropped to his side.
"Lenwe, are you almost done?" Mary Anne asked, glancing over her shoulder, towards the window.
Alaric noticed this and he too looked towards the window. Time had flew by and he had not even realized that dawn would be approaching soon. Mary Anne seemed to have remembered that fact when she thought of Lenwe. She wasn't really sure why she suddenly thought of the sun but she did when looking at Lenwe.
"You better hasten your stretches, boy," Alaric stated, growling slightly.
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2012 1:03 am
ℓєиωë тîωєℓєтяαιи ℓιкє α мα¢нιиє
∂αи¢є ℓιкє α ѕσυℓ
¢σмє, ∂αи¢є ωιтн мє... The elf tried to hold back a scoff when Alaric mentioned his patience being tested. Everyone who knew even a little about dance knew you couldn't rush a warm up. Perhaps in the summer, but not so much in the colder seasons. When Mary Anne spoke, he turned his head to look at her, not skipping a single beat in his exercise. Instead of answer, he looked towards the bared window. If it came down to it, Lenwë would cover it for them. He exhaled sharply at Alaric's last comment. "Haru Alaric, you cannot hasten a warmup. If that were to happen, I could make a wrong step, and be of even less use to you due to needing time to heal."
Though he was almost finished anyways, he didn't tell them how close he was. Instead, he thought of the dance that he would perform for them. Perhaps Prince Desire's solo in Act 3 from Sleeping Beauty would have to do. He hadn't quite finished the choreography for his version of Rothbart. That would have to be saved until later. Closing his eyes, he thought of the letter he wanted to get permission to write. Permission would have to come later; this was a fight Lenwë desperately needed to win.
((OOC smile )
ι'м ¢υяяєитℓу fєєℓιиg {Enthusiastic} ωнιℓє ι'м нєα∂ιиg тσωαя∂ѕ {No where} ι'м ¢υяяєитℓу ωєαяιиg {t-shirt, shorts, ankle socks, and canvas slippers} αи∂ ι'м ωιтн {Mary Anne}
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2012 1:12 am
Ａｌａｒｉｃ Ｆｅｒｄｉｎｄ პ Ｍａｒｙ Ａｎｎｅ Ｗｉｌｌｏｗ "Alaric..." Mary Anne said softly, clutching onto his sleeve.
She could tell that Alaric was beginning to loose patience with Lenwe, especially when he was talking back. Alaric was probably going to hurt Lenwe, but Mary Anne would try and prevent that from happening. He had already gotten a bruise on his face earlier, and it may get worse if Alaric loses his temper.
Alaric glanced down at Mary Anne blankly before letting a small sigh escape his lips. He ran a pale hand through his hair then silently gazed at the elf, who continued to stretch.
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