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 Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 12:18 am
“You’re worse than my lover” Draven spat back at Kyrin, and upon hearing the large cats growls Draven snarled right back at it. His lips raised in a primal growl of hatred, then turning his glare back to Kyrin, “everyone already knows, just poor Craig is left in the dark… how cruel will you be, leading men on like some sadistic siren” if words were blades this would be Draven’s cuedegra. He chuckled inwardly at his skill with words, wondering if Kyrin would take his bait and become more manageable.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 12:22 am
Without thinking her words through first, Kyrin said, "Craig wouldn't believe you." Kyrin knew that Craig didn't like Draven and likely wouldn't take his words for truth, or at least she hoped he wouldn't. Kyrin clenched her hands by her sides. She walked up til she was only a few inches away from him and said, in a low tone, "I don't lead men on!"
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 12:34 am
Draven looked at Kyrin and blew his breath out, letting out the anger. He felt oddly calm as he looked into Kyrin’s eyes, “fine, you win”, he whispered to her, as he said that he leaned in and quickly brought her close to him, and kissed her, slowly and deeply. He truly had no clue what was coming over him; maybe it was his last bit of effort to prove to her that he truly did have feelings for Kyrin. Maybe it was a simply lapse of sanity, whatever it was Draven was enjoying it and wished it would never stop. Right now, everything had disappeared from his mind, James, Craig, all of them were wiped from his mind. All was peaceful for that one second he mad before he realized that he may want to cover his crotch. He decided against it, waiting for Kyrin to act.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 12:39 am
Kyrin was caught of guard. When she finally realized what was going on, she pushed Draven away, backing away from him. "What the-!? Kryin couldn't even finish her sentence. Osiris, seeing the obvious distress of his master, placed himself in front of her, between her and Draven. Kyrin wiped her mouth on the back of her hand. Kyrin's mind raced, he was just telling her she was a whore, and then he kissed her!? Kyrin opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out, she didn't know what to say. She wanted to scream at him, tell him to get the hell out, but the words weren't coming, she was still somewhat shocked.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 12:44 am
A smirk crossed Draven’s seemingly perfect features as he did a mock salute and left Kyrin to her shock. Quite done with her confusing problems and issues, it was clear to Draven that she was to be the only one he could love. There was no way for him to show her that, one clear thought came to mind, he needed to get rid of Craig, but how would he do that. As he reached the door frame Draven called back to Kyrin, “I love you, that’s just how it is, whether you want to deny it or not. I wont leave you be until you finally feel the same about me”, Draven left the room after that, heading down the stairs and out for a walk in the cool fresh air.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 11:15 am
Kyrin simply stood there, not knowing what to do, or what to say. She looked at where Draven had been and the image of him kissing her flahsed into her mind. She felt his lips on hers again. She hadn't disliked it, but it wasn't certainly something that she had wanted. This whole thing only served to confuse her more. Wiping the back of her hand against her mouth once more, Kyrin sat done on the ground near her closet and tears started to roll down her face again. She didn't know why she was crying, she wasn't sad. Wiping the tears from her face Kyrin wondered, Why am I so emotional today? Osiris padded over to his master and laid his head on her lap, and the two sat there next to the closet, Kyrin petting Osiris idly and Osiris making content noises, trying to be of comfort. Kyrin thought over Draven's words, "I wont leave you be until you finally feel the same about me." Kyrin couldn't decide if that would be considered romantic, or just utterly creppy. She was, at the moment, leaning towards creepy. Looking out her open door, from her spot on the floor, Kyrin wondered where Craig was.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 11:33 am
Jamie wandered down the hallway, restless but lacking completely in direction. He could hear voices, but had yet to make a decision as to whether he cared or not. This was especially true as he hadn't been able to discern who was talking. That might change his mind completely. But at the moment he didn't want to become involved in the angry yelling, or any real strong emotions. Unfortunately, it would seem that he had landed himself quite in the middle of it. Unaware as he was, he had a bad habit of doing that, landing himself exactly where he didn't want to be.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 9:10 pm
Kyrin saw James pass her door as he wandered down the hall. Seeing him set off more emotions in her head. She began to cry louder now, not really to get his attention, but simply because she couldn't stop herself. Her mind was filled with memories, and she tried to push them away, not really suceeding. She saw James, felt his arm around her waist, and then her mind flashed to Craig, and how he looked next to her in bed, then to Draven and his lips on hers. She tried to shake the images out of her mind. "Make it stop..." She whispered.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 9:16 pm
Jamie stopped. "Kyrin?" he asked softly, kneeling beside her. He was afraid to touch her, somehow that cemented in his mind that this all was real, but he cared, he wanted to know that nothing had happened that would make all this even worse, that everything was something she could recover from. "Whats happened?" Concern, care, worry, even, for someone that he loved. Despite his resistance to being a part of it all, this was second nature to him.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 11:10 pm
By this time Draven was out of the house and into the air, he felt sick, weak and totally decimated. Although he had gotten exactly what he wanted, Draven still somehow felt empty and his old emotional scars being torn open didn’t really help that. Draven knew something that Kyrin didn’t about that situation, on that day Draven almost killed her cousin, even now the man was sure to still be in a coma. That’s why Draven didn’t kill; it was his way of righting the serious wrong he had made. He thought back to the first night he lay with Crystal, the tears streaming down her face, telling him about her lost innocence, he felt so violated that Kyrin knew about her now.
He let out his breath and looked back at the mansion. All he could do was simply sigh again, right now he wanted to be away from this place, far from the hell he helped create. Draven moved through the streets, milling about until he finally stopped outside a jewelry store. There was a beautiful butterfly pendant sitting on display and he pictured Kyrin wearing it; once he saw the price however all fantasies disappeared.
He began to head back to the mansion then, giving up on the town and trying to find something to make him happy. Nothing seemed like it would please him, not even Kyrin’s love. His heart felt like an empty pit, somewhere that nothing but blackness lay. As he entered the mansion, he was about to head to his room, but knew that he’d have to pass Kyrin’s to get there and quickly decide to venture into other area’s of the mansion.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 2:42 am
Kyrin looked up at James through teary eyes but said nothing. She collapsed against him and began to sob, tears racking her body. She knew that James was there, but she, herself, was not anymore. Her mind had left, replacing her thoughts.
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Craig laid on Kyrin's bed, a broad smile across his face; he toyed with the blanket that covered his bare skin. Kyrin looked over at him, smiling as well, she pulled her pants on and went and sat next to him. Shifting to a sitting position, Craig ran his hand up Kyrin's bare back. It sent shivers through her body and she laughed a little. At Kyrin's laughter, Craig couldn't help but laugh. Moving again Craig pressed his lips against her neck, she giggled and and said, "stop it."
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"Stop it..." Kyrin muttered, not to James, but to herself. Her voice wasn't happy, not like it was in her memories. "Why is this happening?" She clung to James, to the humanity that he held, to the calmness he usually portrayed.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 2:53 am
Still depressed and pretty jealous, Ian wandered around lost for a bit longer until he found the kitchen. Ian had hoped that the kitchen would be empty but Craig and another girl were already occupyin it. Ian sighed. He really wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone right now...Besides, it looked like they were already in a conversation. Not wanting to butt in, Ian quickly nodded a hello at Craig and started going through the cabinets. Comfort food. How else to cure a long-lasting heartbreak and jealousy? Ian went through everything until he found....alas..bagels...It was the only thing that was closest to comfort food. There wasn't ice cream so bagels would have to do. Garlic ones none the less.
After toasting and buttering his bagel, Ian wandered around the mansion with the bagel sticking out of his mouth. Not really wanting to run into anyone at the moment, he sat down in one of the unoccupied rooms and found a magazine to read. Bored and feeling pathetic, Ian tried to forget about Jamie and Nori. He wanted to go back home. He didn't like it here. There seemed to be tension everywhere. Everyone was on edge. Just like home. Why did he join the mafia in the first place?
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 2:58 am
Before Nori could walk into the kitchen, he got distracted by the heavy open doors of the ballroom. Being the curious person that he is, he walked softly on the floor, the way a cat would stalk it's domain, towards the opening. Poking his head through the door, he grinned at Jadyn, who was sitting comfortably on a throne-like chair which suited him completely. Walking in with an upstep,he bounced his way towards the mafia prince.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 12:46 pm
Some part of James guessed that she wasn't directing her words towards him, they were too soft, not meant to be heard. He ran one hand gently through her hair, murmuring quietly that they should get her to bed, she could use some rest after all thats happened to her. He had no ulterior motive for this, only that he wanted her to feel better, and it didn't look like that was going to happen from her sitting on the floor.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 10:15 pm
After Kyrin left him, in his own opinion, rather rudely, Jaydn mumbled incoherently then reached down to pluck another bag of Cheetos out of his plastic bag. He munched on them, contemplating what the issue his cousin seemed to have gotten herself into was. Can't ever seem to keep her life in order. It seemed as if he sighed in his mind. But at least it keeps her life interesting. Jaydn had to admit that sometimes he wished he wasn't the heir to the Lower City Mafia. Then he wouldnt be expected to do so much, be so organized, live so dull.
When Nori skipped his way into the ballroom, Jaydn had just finished off his bag of chips and was contently sucking off the excess cheese from his fingers, still comfortably sprawled across the chair, one leg hanging off an arm. He realized Nori came into the room when the crunch of chips under his feet announched his arrival. Sparing a glance at the chips, Jaydn raised an eyebrow, Hope she knows I have no intention of cleaning up her mess. Looking towards Nori, Jaydn nodded at the boy, feeling slightly better around him now that he was dressed as he should be. Jaydn felt curious about this boy, a good number of 'why', 'how', and 'what' questions floating about in his head.
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