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 Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 7:09 pm
Kaelin held him close. "Shhhh baby. I'll protect you. I promise. Shhh baby." She rocked him back and forth.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 7:20 pm
He held her as close as he could. He had calmed down and he cried silently. never wanting to let go of her. His mind started to play tricks on him. He started to hallucinate, seeing Rae coming for him. he closed his eyes sobbing hard."She. . . is. . coming for me. . .don't let her get me. . . " He held on to Kaelin for dear life while his own mind betrayed him.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 7:25 pm
"I promise, I won't let her hurt you. Not ever again." Kaelin kissed his head. "Shhh, baby." Kaelin ran her fingers through his hair.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 7:33 pm
He quietly sobbed his mind focusing only on Kaelin. He was calming down now and he stopped crying. He convinced himself thathe was safe from her. he still rocked back and forth being held by Kaelin ..................
He was back to normal even though he was extremely upset and mentally exhautsed but, ok.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 1:27 pm
*Amaya walked backed into the graveyard only because she had left her book on her friend's grave. Before she left she saw Manowar and his love near each other. She noticed that he was crying and decided to go up into a tree and stayed there while keeping a look out for any unusual things happening.* "It seems that Manowar also has someone whom he is afraid of. He is a lucky one to have his love still alive to comfort him in a time like this. It seems that he is haunted by an image of a vampire incident that happened during his childhood. I feel worried for him, but really that is none of my business. I wonder if that angel will try to strike me while I am out here in the mist of mortals. I doubt it. Well, just to be silly, I think I will head back to my apartment and leave a small token of my sympathy for him with his love for right now." *Amaya jumped down from the tree and walked over to where the young couple were sitting/laying and left a note and rose for the demon with the girl.* "Miss, please tell Manowar that a friend left him that, please. Tell him that Amaya will see him later. Thank you." *Amaya gave the rose and the note to the young girl and left the graveyard with a small light smile on her face.*
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2006 3:22 pm
((whoo. x.x back after a long time with internet problems...))
The night was a nice cool one, the sky full stars and the moon hanging in the sky like an ornament illuminated to guide the masses towards the heavens. But not her. Not a damned one like her. Finally, she had found the time to get out and explore the city and its surroundings, after having been trapped at her encampment when a large ammount of humans had decided to go on camping trips...and decided to park their RVs not all that far from where Willow had been resting. She had hardly been able to sneak out of the place unnoticed, and when she did, she needed to get back as soon as possible to make sure her tent wouldn't be discovered. Now that the humans were gone, however, she was free to roam again.
The best place to start her exploration, she had thought would be the graveyard. After all, graves could tell many tales, and she was willing to listen to them all. Her feet padded softly on the rather hard ground, looking around to take note of her surroundings. Passing through the cemetary gates, she made sure the crypt keeper was busying himself in other places while she wandered aimlessly through the stone garden. After an hour so of wandering, however, she found a secluded spot, where she could sense only a few restless souls. Without much thought as to what she was doing, she took a seat onthe ground behind a gravemarker and closed her eyes. Breathing in the earthen, rotting scents of the corpses beneath her feet she knew very well that one day her body would join theirs, as her teachers' had. She became lost in a world of memories, reliving the most vivid memories she had...
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2006 3:40 pm
The world of memories called out to her...
Another bloody day at the Forsaken...another battle to be fought, another war to be won, and another celebration to be had. She wondered if it ever would end, or if it had ever started in the first place. It did seem so much like a dream...having found a place where she could stay. She had gone over to visit the enemies of the Forsaken, for though she was a soldier of honor and loyalty, she was not below trying to create allies for herself, and for the guild. The Elite Fighters seemed to welcome her, even with her enemy status, and she had left her weapons at the door. Sitting down in the council chambers, she had a glass of water and spoke with the second in command of strategy and both of their dislike towards the war when it he had brought up how it had started.
Willow, of course, being naiive and slightly brainwashed at the this time believed the war to have been started by the Elite, over some small-time land. When the second in command had informed her that the war had started when the Forsaken demanded supreme rule over the Elite, and he and his comrades had refused. To make matters worse, he had said, the first attack was made by the Forsaken on the wedding day of their Leader. Willow refused to believe this, and had immediately up and left, running back to the Forsaken, with a slight doubt now of the Forsaken's honorable stature.
She went and questioned her leader, the one she looked up to, only to have his own words that he had told her so long ago to be shattered as he spoke the truth to her...and it scared her. The second in command had been right...but, what else had she been lied to about? The Forsaken suddenly seemed to be the evil that she had feared as a child...and after many nights of fighting with her leader...the war ended. Willow had left, when another war later started.
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2006 5:53 pm
There were other memories, of course...painful, but they each held their own lessons. Her first teacher's death, the death of the guild...her own death, and rebirth... Yes, many lessons had to do with death, but each lesson seemed to have greater value as her life continued. She was still so ignorant to many of the Forsaken's teachings, but she was learning. With a sigh she curled up, tugging the trenchcoat she was wearing closer to herself. Her eyes slowly opened, and she looked up to the skies, still somewhat lost in thought.
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2006 4:49 pm
The sky seemed so beautiful at night, and she couldn't help but gaze up at it. It just seemed to...draw her in. She became lost in the sea of blue, until her eyes were drawn farther out, and farther...before she suddenly came back to the ground and looked around her to see how dark it was. Her mind went on a small vacation for a minute, forgetting where she was, and so Willow snapped her fingers, a small spark setting the ground alight right near her.
The fire grew quickly, making her surroundings so much easier to see, but she soon realized what she had done, and mentally slapped herself for her own stupidity. Starting fires in broad...nightlight. A big no no as far as she was concerned, especially when the mortals knew nothing of any "paranormal" things. Willow stood up quickly, and concentrated until the fire (from any mortal's view) appeared to snuff itself out. For this, she was glad. Relaxing, Willow looked around to make sure no one had seen her error, and then began moving as far away from the Graveyard as possible. She didn't want to take any chances that she might be caught out here in the middle of the night.
(Exit to City)
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2006 8:35 pm
*Amaya walks into the graveyard and immediately spots her silver and black ribbon she dropped earlier. She then picked it up and before she left she left a copy of her newest book named "Saved By An Angel" on her fiance's grave.* " This is for you my darling Rajon. This is the book, I have been working so hard on and now I am finshed, I want you to have this special signed and kissed copy of my book, I miss you."
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 8:32 am
Running through a graveyard, her breath coming in ragged, sobbing gasps, Saria continued her futile and mad, rushing escape, near the end of her endurance.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 2:48 pm
"Saria wait up, I must talk to you. I need to listen." Amaya chased after Saria in a futile attemept to catch up to Saria to talk to her.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 3:51 pm
Amaya walked into the graveyard with a bright red rose in her hand. She went over to a grave that said " Here lies Rajon. You were a great friend, fiance, and future husband." Amaya placed the rose on his grave and left out the graveyard with a tear in her eye. ((Exit to Hordes: Apartments.))
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 8:54 pm
His eyes flickered several times before opening. His body felt alien and had wide variety of sensations. The first sensation he felt was like someone was tapping his chest for the inside. The more he focused on the phenomena the more the pace of the tapping increased. He could have sworn that the tapping was the cause of a sound in his head. The second sensation not only had a sound but it hurt. The sensation originated in his abdomen which he quickly held after it stopped its rumble. The third sensation he felt across his body. It undulated across his skin forcing the hairs on his body to sway back and forth. It was cold. The combined effects of the three sensations led to the final, his eyes leaked icy tears and he started to cry. He changed his position on the ground by grabbing his legs and curling his body up. Leaning against a tombstone he continued to cry.
((approved by Black Cat Godess))
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Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2006 8:06 pm
His head flew down toward the ground when some kind of liquid spat violently forth from his nose and mouth. By this time he didn't care about it, he didn't care about anything. Everything was cold, painful, sickly, and outer worldly. He wiped whatever it was on his tattered shirt." Neko...." He said allowed. He had meant to only think of her name but he had no control over his thoughts and his voice. It was as if they were simultaneously working as one. "My room....." He once again said something allowed. He grabbed the tombstone he was leaning against as leverage to get up. When he finally was up his legs felt weak. His legs all at once gave way under his weight. He fell to the ground and his head smashed against a tombstone. Lying on the ground he grabbed his head and let out a horrific scream. His head now felt pain and wet. He was bleeding and for the first time in his 'life', he knew fear.
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