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 Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 7:58 am
"Thank you brother, but i cannot" He sent back, and looked at Vivian. "I must go little one. I will see you soon" He said and lept out of the window.
Vivian watched him go and smiled wrappnig her wings around herself to shield herself from the cold.
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 3:27 pm
Scathach stepped out of the shower and dressed, letting her hair air dry. She sat on the edge of her bed and thought about what Cherbum had said. It had sounded almost like a warning... She sighed, shrugging that thought off.
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 4:23 pm
"suit yourself"Thrones picked up a the book and turned to were he left off"Vivi you ok...you need another story"he said as he flipped threw the pages of the book
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 4:33 pm
Vivian shook her head, "I'm fine, thank you, i think i need to just rest. I wish i wasn't so cold out though." She told him, Vivian always liked the warmer days, it was more fun to fly in.
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 4:44 pm
Scathach examined the necklace at her throat. She took it off and held it in front of the light, murmuring softly to herself, "What is your fascination with me, Seraphim? Out of all those beautiful Angels, you pursue the affections of a lowly, pagan Vampire." She chuckled, then stood, "Oh, the irony." She jumped out of the window and headed towards the gardens.
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 5:04 pm
Seraphim touched his chest when he heard her voice. Little did she know that stone was a part of his heart. He would hear anything that she wanted him to, even if she did not know that she did. A smile was brought to his lips and he looked down at his sack of unfiled paper. He had been lost in thought, and never got aronud to putting them all away. "She calls herself lowely, yet in her heart she knows she is strong and beautiful"
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 5:15 pm
"hows this then"he pushed thoughts into her room and it heated up with a soft glow from the walls giving the place a cozzy feel"that should do till the architect gets the fireplaces installed"he said as he picked p another book and started flipping threw it
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 5:17 pm
Vivian relaxed and let the heat seep into her skin. She smield and sent a wave of images of them kissing to him. "Thank you, good night Thrones" Vivian curled up in her bed and fell asleep.
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 5:25 pm
"good night angel"he said as he cut the link and went to his desk to study the schedule...he wouldt be sleeping tonight he had to much to do
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 5:37 pm
Oly twitched in her sleep, mumbling softly in a language she didn't know she could speak, "Nà bheidh tú a chur orm! NÃl mé ag iarraidh a, mam!" In her head, a man in a white coat gripped her by her hair. He tossed her into a chair and strapped her down. Electricity coarsed through her veins. She shouted, "Feicfidh mé tú a mharú go léir! Geallaim go mbeidh mé!" She jolted awake and tumbled out of the bed. She sat on the floor and scowled, rubbing her head, wondering what had just happened.
Scathach entered the garden and sat down on a stone bench. She whistled softly and a small hummingbird flew over and hovered in front of her face. She held her finger up and stroked it's tiny chest. The bird chirped, then flew off. Scathach leaned back against the stone wall, closing her eyes and listening to the sounds of the garden. She let the lock off of her mind, letting the worry and fear for her sister flow into her mind. She knew how dangerous it was to keep thoughts like this bottled up and ignored.
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 6:47 pm
Adrian was deep in another horrible dream as oly tumbled around, he jolted awake, this was never good for him to be jolted awake during one of these dreams. he jumped up from the bed, flames filling his hand and instantly forming into a black sword already solidified, his hand half arced into a swing when he realized where he was, llooking over to see oly on the floor on the other side of the bed, he tossed the sword into the air and it disapated. he walked over to her and kneeled down, "are you ok, i didnt do that to you did i."
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 7:34 pm
Oly shook her head, "No.... I had a nightmare." She smiled up at him, "Ready to defend and attack, were you? It's ok, there are no tangible threats here."
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 7:51 pm
Adrian chuckled "no i was just continueing a swing from in my....ya know what no, lets go with your thing, defend and attack, yeah that works." he quickly picked her up off the ground bridal style and smirked "why are you so light, that makes this to easy. but anyway lets get you back to bed, im sure you need the rest." he turned around and layed her back down in her bed. "that seemed better all planed out in my head" he chuckled again.
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 8:27 pm
Oly shook her head, "I can't sleep, not after that nightmare." She looked at him curiously, "What were you fighting in your dream?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 8:37 pm
Adrian smirked "i use to say that, but going right back to sleep became rather routine for me." he sighed sitting down on the edge of the bed turned slightly towards her. "the same thing i fight every night in my dreams. you know how i said that i doubt i could win against 'it'. well the reason for that is if i could actually beat it down, it would have happened by now, i've told you before that even in my sleep i fight for control, i ment fight literaly, i dream the fight, but it is a real fight, not just mental, thats why im good with my sword, if i lose there i lose here, the only thing to do is continue till i wake up, always a draw, never a winner."
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