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She nodded and put the DVD in her pocket, still not knowing what it was fully.

Hearing another enter, she turned her attention and smiled. "Greetings."

(Ooc: hello to you both ^^ )

((Sorry, but Mary needs my attention, afraid i won't be able to roleplay.))

Fox was siting on the floor behind the bar lisoning to eveything that was being said the fact that Ziven had kissed someone sent him to a bit of a rage, but he waited lisoing to the rest of there talk. He was tired of all of this s**t that was going on around him. If she was doing things with other he would let her, His heart was rintched for a moment. He did had feelings for her it was easy to tell, He let her "fix" him. Trying to make him hole like she wanted him to be so he was not in so mouch pain anymore. Even thow the pain made him srtonger. Once the talking stoped he wallked over to the door leadeing to Crows room and he hufed for a moment then he said as he was walking off ot the room "If you are looking for me Ziven, you know where to find me. " He said in a angered tone then walked off to Crows room witch He geused it was his new place as well.

He stopped and turned around looking at her. His face was cold and showed nothing but rage. " I have nothing to say to you. You said it all to me at the dance. Your people don't date people my age and so on was it. I understand that, but that dose not meen anything to me. Other then Jealousy and pain!" He said as he looked in to her eyes and his where dead. His body shivered as the thing that was in side of him fed off of his rage and anger. His back was bulging out a bit but his shirt covered this for now, but the sound of his shirt riping was softly herd. " You where so nice to me and my heart yourned for it now it is shadered waiting for the power to bring it back together." His voce was low and filled with sarow.

" Pain, no reality did. You just shoved it in to my face, The fact that im nine forever leaves me in to a perpetual loop that leads me to heart break. Till something tares me from this hell forsaken world that I have been cursed to walk along with out anything." He said as his shirt fell to the ground and slowly from behind him his wings that she had never seen. These where something that Dax gave him and he was planing on not using but the rage forced them out for now. His eyes glowed red and then he smiled at her in a demonic way. " Finish you words, don't louse the things that you want to say with looking out for my wellbeing."

" Yes and no, Im angry that you kissed someone. This is just the jealousy that grows inside of me every waking moment of ever ******** day. " He said as he looked over her. "There is nothing that anyone can do with this, Only keep in a a cage when I get like this, because It is taking every ounce of power that I have to keep me from riping you throat out right now. This is a stage of power. This is everything that I have im surprised that you are coherent right now." He was tired of sugar coating things for her this was him and she would have to deal with it.

" You have and I see that every time I walk by." He said as he folded his wings behind him. " No we can be friends, but I will be distant. For miny reasons but the main is for this." He said as he terned his back to her and his tail lashed at the ground. He headed off to Crows room looking for a way to restrane him so he would couse no harm.

Amara entered with bloodstained hands. She walked carefully, attempting not to spill any drops of blood, before pulling herself up carefully into the rafters, leaving two blood handprints where she had pulled herself up. After making herself comfortable in the darkest of shadows, she slowly cleaned her hands, fangs and handprints with a white cloth, hopefully removing all evidence of her feast.
Taking a small breath, she closed her eyes and moved so she stradled the rafter post on which she sat and leaned against the wall relaxing into the peace and quiet, which her life never had these days. Her mind was full of voices these days, and she seemed not herself - craving for a feast every hour, not remembering what she did the previous night, getting strange and worried looks towards her during the days and people dodging her, avoiding going close.
Although Amara refused to admitt the last point, she knew in the back of her mind that she was slowly becoming more and more sensitive towards the sunlight, just like all those years ago before she was pulled back into the good. Her skin was now visably paler but her rich, pale blue hair still remained vibrant.
Shutting out the voices within her wich were each telling her to do a different evil deed, she sighed and clenched her fists in frutration.