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 Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 10:04 pm
Hi, um, heh... Miyoko started, moving a hand to brush a stray section of hair back. I just, um... wanted to see if you were okay, she admitted. Had he really gone to say Tristian, was that the name she heard before? She decided to wait a moment.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 10:15 pm
He let out an anguished little groan and shook his head.
"You aren't Tristian," he whimpered, dejectedly, his head dropping, hiding his eyes behind his hair. In a matter of seconds, he changed completely, his arms snapping up and pushing her back, no delicacy offered as he shover her, as herd as he could, back into the stairs,
"GET OUT!"
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 10:23 pm
Stumbling backwards upon the force of being pushed, Miyoko gritted her teeth, narrowing her eyes. Once she spoke, her voice had changed, quite a lot. Well excuse the ******** out of me for making sure that someone, screaming quite loudly, mind you, was okay. Sheesh, ungrateful... no wonder Tris cheated on you, she spat venomously.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 10:28 pm
There was a low growl in the back of his throat and he reached out, quickly, grabbing her by the hair and dragging her forward, quickly, giving himself away for immortal by his strength.
He glared down at her, his normally warm blue eyes dark, and flashing red with the pounding in his temples. The only blood in his system now was Tris' recycled blood, and he wanted it out.
"Take. That. Back."
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 10:35 pm
Her eyes were no longer the soft purple, them also flashing with a blood red color, her being one moment in his grasp, behind him in his own room the next. She crossed her arms over her chest, the same low growl from before. Make. me.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 10:39 pm
He snarled, whipping around just quickly enough to catch her across the face with the back of his hand, with enough force to knock her to the floor. He steped back, shuddering sharply, rage and grief fighting for the reigns.
"I was ALWAYS fair to him, I NEVER treated him with anything but love and respect, and he does . . . . THIS."
He balled his hands into fists at his sides, gritting his teeth and fangs and fighting for control, and losing quickly.
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 10:43 pm
Rather than falling down, Miyoko stumbled once more. She glared hard to him, clenching her fist tightly at her side, trying to hold back with him, as she could see he was hurt. Don't... ******** with me, she growled. Don't touch me. No reason to get all pissy because your lover boy was bored with you. And better yet, no reason to treat a girl like this, she continued. Her image was sheer, her only being half there to prevent another blow, the one in her cheek was surely to sting once her powers were under control.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 10:50 pm
"SHUT UP!"
He threw a fist out and, instad of hitting her, passed through her from and made a lovely, foot-deep hole, burying his arm nearly to the elbow. He jerked it back out, turning to face her again, stumbling a little in his animal rage, pupils contracted almost to nothing as his mind raced.
'What did I do wrong? Why aren't I enough? What did I do, why doesn't he need me anymore . . . '
"BLEED, GOD DAMN YOU!"
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 10:56 pm
Miyoko's gaze softened as she sighed. Calm down, she muttered, trying to feed into him soothing energies, not sure how good they'd work to an immortal such as him. Tristian is a difficult, delicate person...you've got to give him room to explore, he's very young still, she said motherly, though she was younger than him, herself.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 11:02 pm
He groaned, shuddering softly and clapping his hands over his temples, shuddering, seeming to deflate a little. But within another few seconds, he had slammed his other fist into the wall, snarling,
"GET OUT OF MY ******** HEAD! You aren't allowed, you're not!"
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 11:09 pm
As she tried feeding him more of the energies she was feeding him from before, she stepped nearer to his figure, shaking her head sadly at him. You know, I was going to see about an apartment, but now I'm not so sure, if this place harbors psychos like yourself, she said. If you could only see yourself... she said, tsking sadly.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 11:18 pm
He shuddered violently, groaning and stumbling a few steps away, a mix of fear and fury and loathing of himself and just about everyone else in the world, for the moment, flashing in his eyes,
"DON'T TOUCH ME."
HE put his back against the wall, snarling and baring his fangs in a twisted grimace.
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 11:22 pm
Miyoko put her hands on his shoulders, looking into his eyes. Please, calm down, she said. Don't make me take extreme measures... she was sad to see him so distraught over her friend.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 11:26 pm
He shuddered, violently, as if his body chemistry it's self rejected her touch and he tried to shove her back again, blindly, snarling,
"DON'T TOUCH ME. Only he can, only he's allowed, DON'T ******** TOUCH ME."
HE took a deep breath, head spiining and clapped his hands over his temples again. The old blood was turning too old in his system, and on top of everything, it was his. He wanted it out. Out, out, out . . .
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 11:33 pm
Miyoko shook her head, taking a few steps back. She took a deep breath before her image shifted to the image of Tristian. (S)he neared Lucius, catiously, wondering what he would do.
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