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 Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2014 10:40 am
This is a one-on-one between -CrossroadsQueen- and myself. Please, do not post, but feel free to stalk!
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2014 3:07 pm
 xxxxxxxxxxk a s s i d yxxxc a m e r o nxx ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ xxx♫ The moon was high on the rise, a stark white crescent against the dark night sky. Nineteen year-old Kassidy shoved his hands in his jean pockets, breath fogging softly in front of him. The dark-haired boy looked around the park he was in, memories from the last full moon on his mind. He was a wolf. Well, part wolf. Unlike myths, he wasn't able to switch at will. It happened on full moons and when he got upset. That's why he usually had headphones covering his ears from the outside world's bullshit. He had to be extremely careful of his temper, or else risk losing his life. At the time, his headphones were circling his neck, playing soft rock. The vibrations pulsed against his skin, and he finally found a metal bench to sit at. Kassidy pulled his leather jacket tighter over his shoulders, shivering slightly against the cold. And against popular belief, werewolves could get cold.
xxx♫ Laying his head back and closing his eyes, the blue-eyed boy pulled his headphones onto his head and drowned out the chirping of cicadas and the hum of the wind. He didn't want to return to his apartment, in fear of Spiridon's wrath for him coming home late. So he decided not to go home at all. His forehead began to throb with the first signs of a headache. Kassidy ran his chilled hands through his thick hair and down his face, yawning sleepily. The chilled November air made him want to go home. After a moment of thought, he finally stood and shed his jacket. He also left his headphones on the bench, then departed in a brisk jog. It was only nine at night, so there was still a soft commotion from the city, but he easily tuned it out and continued down the park's beaten path.
══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ ❝when you f e e l my heat
look into my e y e s
it's where my d e m o n s hide❞
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Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2014 5:33 pm
   Looks can be deserving ~ >> Watching closely, Karole observed her prey, watching him walk and sit on a park bench. Karole was a werewolf hunter, not the best job, nor did it have the best pay either, but someone had to rid the world of some of the evil. As the dark haired male shed his leather jacket and removed his head phones, Karole slowed her breathing and stood very still. Don't want him hearing you now Spooks... Be careful she thought to herself as she slowly crept around the building and followed the male down a path. Karole stayed down wind so he wouldn't be able to catch her scent on the wind, she knew that werewolf's senses were much better than those of a humans, she had to calculate her every move and never mess up or it could very much cost her, her life.
Karole reached behind her back and removed a pistol from the waistband of her jeans, she also grabbed a silencer from her inside pocket, screwing it on tightly. Once her gun was armed and ready, Karole slide a bullet into the chamber before taking aim. She had silver bullets and she was a pretty darned good shot, and after her last encounter with her ex-boyfriend werewolf, she wasn't about to allow herself to nearly get killed again. Karole shook the thought as she felt her heart ache from the momeries of the male she'd spent such a long, happy time of her life with. It was all lies, so just get over it she thought to herself as she turned back to the task at hand.
Just as Karole was about to squeeze the trigger, she was tackled from behind, getting thrown off balance as a human male attacked her. The bullet just missed the werewolf, but her gun flew from her hands as she landed hard on her back. Karole winced as she felt two hundred and sixty odd pounds of male crush her. "Get off me!" she said before a fist hit her square in the temple, dazing her for a few moments. When Karole felt something rip, and the cool caress of the cold night air against her bare skin. Karole blinked and started to panic "Get off!" she said as she started to kick and struggle against the male. Karole was just about to free herself when she was lifted and her head came crashing down hard against the hard, compact dirt of the path. Karole's vision went dark and she could feel hands on her. She was going to scream, but a hand was choking her while the other continued to touch her bare skin. <<
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2014 5:00 pm
xxxxxxxxxxk a s s i d yxxxc a m e r o nxx ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ xxx♫ Kassidy could feel perspiration begin to seep through his shirt as he jogged. His chest rose and fell as if the exercise were effortless. He briefly paused, only to check his heart rate, when a bullet whizzed past his ear. Immediately on alert, blue eyes flashing a brief gold, he whirled, blunted teeth sharpening. He wasn't quite to the point of changing, as a young one would be, but getting shot at definitely put you on edge. He looked around for the assailant, eyes finally falling on a man and a young woman. Male, Caucasian, mid-thirties, big for a man his age. Female, Caucasian, maybe twenties, very petite. He could smell sweat, desperation, fear, anger. He bared his teeth, which were beginning to return to their human bluntness. The girl had a soft smell of metal. The gun. Why was she shooting at him? s**t, Kass, don't think about that! Save her! He took off in a dead sprint, growling, then yelling, "Get off her!"
xxx♫ While Kassidy was a pacifist as often as he could be, desperate times called for desperate measures. Once he reached the two and caught the man's attention, he threw his clenched fist forward and nailed the b*****d in the jaw. While it did surprise his rival, Kassidy soon realized the man had a good deal of height and weight on him- and strength. A fist connected with the black-haired kid's nose, making him yell in pain and stumble backwards. But he blindly lashed out a hand, grabbing the dirtbag's shirt and pulling him down on the ground. The two rolled, punched, kicked, fought without mercy. It continued on until Kassidy finally pinned the man on the ground, repeatedly punching him in the face until he blacked out.
xxx♫ Shaking, Kassidy slowly stood. His nose gushed blood, face nearly undecipherable as a human's face. He coughed into his hand, wiping the blood on his jeans and looking at the young woman he'd just saved. Still had a gun. Still a hunter. He bared his blood-stained teeth, a warning, before stumbling away from her. He limped to the park bench, picking up his stuff and beginning home. He pulled his shirt off over his head, revealing an already bruised torso, and pressed the shirt to his nose. "Can't catch a break," he muttered, voice muffled by the fabric. He glanced over his shoulder, praying the girl would give him a bit of mercy after saving her and NOT shoot him in the back.
══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ ❝when you f e e l my heat
look into my e y e s
it's where my d e m o n s hide❞
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2014 8:39 pm
Sir-Chairman-Meow It's fine ^ ^ I'm just glad you're back! Looks can be deserving ~ >> Karole thought she was just about done when all of a sudden the weight was lifted and she could breath again. Coughing and gasping for her breath, she rolled over and got onto her hands and knees as she slowly regained her breathing. Using a nearby tree for support, she got to her feet on shaking knees. When Karole was finally able to breath normally again, she turned to see the werewolf attacking the scum bag. She couldn't help but grin a little as she watched the human get pulverized. Karole knew she was probably shivering and the werewolf could no doubt smell the linger scent of fear on her skin, but she had every right to be afraid, even if she was a little angry with herself for being so afraid. She picked up her gun with shaking hands and placed it back in the waistband of her pants, she wasn't about to shoot her saviour. Karole pulled the zipper of her leather jacket up as far as it would go, popping the collar to protect her ears from the "cold".
Of course it wasn't really the cold that was making her shiver. When the werewolf emerged from the fight with a bloody nose, she bit her lip and watched as he stripped off his shirt and held it to his nose to keep the blood from flowing everywhere. Karole wasn't so sure she'd be of much help to him, but when she saw him start to walk away, she felt frightened, more so than she'd ever had in her life. "Hey! Wait!" she said in a helpless plea of terror. She knew that the last thing a werewolf would want to do was listen to a hunter, but if he really didn't care, why had he saved her? Don't think about it too much Spooks, the last thing you need is to make things harder for yourself... she thought as she looked at the male werewolf. "Look.... I just.... Thank you..... I'm sorry for trying to ki-... Errr to shot you...." she said as she mentally slapped herself. What a great way to get the male to like her, first she almost shots him, then she gets him into a fight with a creep which causes him to get a bloodied nose, and now she was being stupid by trying to make amends? Real pathetic Spooks.... Nice job... Well done you big dummy.. she thought to herself.
She continued to hold on to the tree, afraid that she wouldn't be able to stand if she let go of the strong, solid mass of wood and leaves. she wasn't exactly sure what to do, in fact now that she was safe, all she could do was remember the last few minutes as she started blankly at the ground. Karole held onto the tree tighter as she felt herself becoming dizzy and feeling bile rise in her throat. Get a grip here Spooks! You're fine! Get over it! she thought, trying to make herself get a grip. But everytime she came close to forgetting, she could feel her skin crawl were the ripped shirt clung to, and where the rough, hard hands of the male had managed to touch. Knowing that she now was probably shaking just as bad and the leaves on the tree she was currently holding onto, Karole felt tears sting her eyes. Don't. You. Dare! she thought to herself, knowing that if she didn't get over this, she'd be passed out and on the floor vulnerable. But before Karole could convince herself she was fine for the hundredth time, she hit the ground hard and everything went black. <<
Attire|| Outfit
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2014 4:23 pm
xxxxxxxxxxk a s s i d yxxxc a m e r o nxx ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ xxx♫ Kassidy whirled when he heard the girl call after him, facing her with stark golden eyes and canine teeth bared. "You tried to kill me!" he yelled, moving the shirt from his face and quaking in rage. He couldn't believe this! She shot at him, then he saved her, what the hell did she want now? He was about to turn and stalk off when her scent wafted to his nose. Fear. It was so strong it almost knocked him over. His lips returned over his teeth, face calming as he listened to her apology. It was pathetic, really, and he had no intentions of sticking around. Kass wasn't usually an angry person, but this was ridiculous. He'd thought that staying with Spiridon would help keep him hidden- Spiridon was a retired hunter, and living alone usually signaled "WOLF" to other hunters.
xxx♫ The dark-haired male snorted in anger and disgust, spinning on a heel and walking away. That is, until he heard a dull thud from behind him. Don't look. Don't look. Keep walking. Just... GO! But he couldn't. He dropped the ruined shirt, leather jacket and headphones now held in each hand. He walked over to the fallen girl, hooking his headphones onto his belt loop and lifting her up to wrap it around her. Once he zipped it up, he lifted her petite form into his arms. She smelt like sweat, fear and something faint- possibly her shampoo. As he began to walk, Kassidy glanced down at her. She reminded him of a punk Snow White. A soft growl rumbled in his chest as he headed to Spiridon's old "HQ". There was no way he could take a hunter to his house, so this was the second best location.
xxx♫ As he reached the beaten-up building, once a mechanic's workplace, he nudged the door open with his foot. The place smelt like pizza and cologne. He laid the limp body on his bed, making her comfortable to the best of his ability. He glared briefly down at her before stalking to a wardrobe and pulling a Tesla shirt over his head. He plopped down on his couch, switching on only a single lamp in the entire building, and began to read. The cover said "Catcher in the Rye". He'd read almost all the classics, except a few. Classical books were extremely boring and hard to read, for the werewolf, but he disliked now knowing what people were referring to when they spoke of the book. Soon enough, the dark-haired male was immersed in his book, oblivious to the other being's presence.
══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ ❝when you f e e l my heat
look into my e y e s
it's where my d e m o n s hide❞
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2014 8:59 am
Looks can be deserving ~ >> Karole had no idea what was going on, everything was just dark. Looking around, she spotted her ex boyfriend Jared, he was standing with his back towards her. Karole looked around and walked up to him "Jared?" she said as she watched the male turn to her. Before Karole could utter another word, she was thrown down against the floor hard while Jared climbed a top her. Struggling she cried out for help but no one came for her. Just before Jared could do anything, Karol's eyes burst open and she sat upright in a bed that wasn't hers. Looking around, Karole lifted a hand to rub her temple, her head was pounding worse than the bass at a concert. Finally she spotted her saviour werewolf and saw that he was reading something almost religiously. Not wanting to interrupt, she sat quietly and watch the male for a few moments until she remembered something.
Karole got off the bed in a swift movement, heading for the window "I hate to bother you" she said as she peaked through the curtains "But where am I?" she asked him, hoping they weren't at his place. He looked smart enough not to have brought her home, and the fact that her hunter partner, Vald, was probably out looking for her by now wasn't good. "Look I need to.." she started before she felt faint and nearly hit the ground. Karole held onto a small bookshelf as she tried to keep herself upright "Look... I need to get out of here.... You're not safe as long as I'm here... So where...." she said again before she let herself lean back against the wall and drop to the floor. She wasn't sure why she was so exhausted, maybe it was a little food she'd been eating, or maybe the loss of sleep? Doesn't matter, you need to get out so that he can be safe she thought to herself as she tried to stand once more. <<
Attire|| Outfit
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2014 2:13 am
xxxxxxxxxxk a s s i d yxxxc a m e r o nxx ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ xxx♫ Kassidy looked up when he heard his bed springs creak. Closing his book and setting it on his make-shift coffee table (a huge cardboard box), he stood swiftly and turned to her. "You're safe. That's all you need to know," he said simply, watching her carefully. Her voice was weak, alongside her body. His rational mind told him he shouldn't have bothered, should simply have left her in the park. But he knew, at the same time, there was absolutely no way he could have done that. He watched her, flinching slightly when she almost fell. He quickly moved to her side. "Don't worry about me. Just... come on," He could smell the absence of food on her breath, feel her weak body as he gently touched her shoulder and hip. He guided her to the bed.
xxx♫ The dark-haired male looked at her with a curious look. "I don't come here often, so it's no big deal. Look, you just lay down for a while. I'm gonna make something to eat. Then you can leave and kill whoever you want," he told her bluntly, jaw tight. How many of his kind had she killed? Would she come after him once she was healthy? His black eye pulsed, his bruised jaw ached. His nose wasn't broken, thankfully- nothing had been broken. But his ribs were cracked. And not to mention the dozens of bruises he would have on his torso, arms, neck and face. He snorted and turned away, striding to the small kitchen. He opened the fridge, finding nothing worthy of being made. Kassidy looked in the cabinet, and his eyes settled on a box of macaroni.
xxx♫ It wasn't anything fancy, but it would definitely do. He put a pot of water on the stove and waited for it to boil, picking up his book off the coffee table. He opened it, reading until he heard water sizzling on the burner. The dark-haired male dumped the box of macaroni into the water, yawning and stretching his arms over his head. As he did so, his phone began to ring from his pocket. He answered the call, leaning against the counter. "What's up?... The factory... I ran into some, ah... trouble... Yeah, I'm fine... I don't know when I'll be back, S. I really don't.... Yeah, yeah- look, I gotta go. I'm making macaroni." He ended the call, stirring the noodles quietly.
══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ ❝when you f e e l my heat
look into my e y e s
it's where my d e m o n s hide❞
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2014 10:42 pm
Looks can be deserving ~ >> When the male told her she was safe and made her sit on the bed, she growl a little. He think I'm some fragile woman or something? she thought as she rested against the bed. "Lo-" she started before he said after she was fed she was welcome to kill anyone. She tried her best not to look insulted as she watched him disappear, waiting until his back was turned and gone before she got up. Karole stripped off the werewolf's jacket and placed it on the bed, she wasn't about to stick around when she was clearly unwanted. Karole zipper her jacket completely before she heard the male speak, she turned to make sure he was still in the kitchen.
Letting out a soft sigh, Karole relaxed when she heard the werewolf still in the kitchen. Looking around she walked back to the window and edged it open, looking down it was a bit of a drop. Karole saw a garbage bin nearby and knew she could land on it, although it would most likely hurt and make more noise then she'd want. Getting her feet propped up on the sil, she took a deep breath before she slowly edged herself out the window. When her hands were the only thing supporting her, she took a deep breath before she let herself drop. Eye shut tight, the human girl awaited the loud sound of her body hitting the garbage container before she let out a sharp breath of pain. Rolling off the container and onto the gravelled ground as she winced in pain, knowing too well she had fractured her ankle.
Without taking anymore time, Karole was on her feet and heading for the nearest exit. She knew that it wouldn't be long before the adrenaline would wear off and she'd be passed out or worse. She whipped out a phone and dialled for Vlad. "Where are you?... I'm Fine... Ju-" she said as she was thrown against the brick wall of the building she'd just escaped, her phone flying from her hand. Karole let out a sharp gasp of pain as she felt pain rush up her spine, her vision was blurred, but she felt her heart drop when it cleared. Standing before her was her ex-werewolf-boyfriend, Jared. She watched as he crushed her phone with the simplest movement and turned back to her with a grin that made her shiver. "So we met again Katarina" he said as he kept her pinned. Karole froze and felt her body shut down, she was more afraid of Jared than she had been when the scumbag had tried to rape her. Looking into the eyes of the man she once thought was her world, she felt tears sting her eyes and a lump formed in her throat I should have stayed with that werewolf she thought to herself. <<
Attire|| Outfit
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Posted: Thu Oct 16, 2014 6:31 am
xxxxxxxxxxk a s s i d yxxxc a m e r o nxx ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ xxx♫ Kassidy hummed softly as he cooked, thinking about his brief call with Spiridon. He was so mad it wasn't even funny. The dark-haired male yawned, taking the finished product off the burner and mixing in the cheese. "It's done," he called over his shoulder, turning as he stirred- only to find the girl gone. He arched an eyebrow, looking around. His eyes found his open back window, and he scoffed, rolling his blue eyes. "Fine, more macaroni for me." He put a potholder on the bottom of the pan, moving over to his couch and sitting down. He sat the pan on his lap, eating with a large wooden spoon as he turned on the tv.
xxx♫ Not much was on the cheap cable, so he turned the television off after he was done eating- which only consisted of a few bites. He put the pan in the sink, pulling his t-shirt over his head and walking into the bathroom. He inspected his nose, cleaning his face up, and shook his head. His eyes were puffy and swollen- his right one would soon turn black. A dark bruise was already present on his jawline. Kassidy could also feel a few cracked ribs and saw bruises covering his torso. He pinched the bridge of his nose, a headache coming on, and quickly changed into a pair of shorts instead of his jeans. Maybe I can finish my run now... So the dark-haired wolf pulled on a pair of sneakers and walked out the door.
xxx♫ It was nearly the next day, and drunken idiots were beginning to stumble home. He ran a hand through his hair, looking around, before he began his run. He rounded his building, skidding to a stop when he smelt another wolf. He peered around the dumpster, finding that hunter to be there. He sighed heavily. "You're gonna owe me big if I have to trash another person because of your insolence." he snapped, turning to the wolf that was holding her. "Look, I don't know what she did, but can your lover's quarrel wait until my ribs have healed?" he muttered, scowling.
══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ ❝when you f e e l my heat
look into my e y e s
it's where my d e m o n s hide❞
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2014 12:10 pm
Looks can be deserving ~ >> Karole struggled against Jared's grip, she felt fear tickle her brain and try to make her shut down. Karole blinked back the tears and starred at Jared with hatred "Get your filthy hands off of me" she yelled, feeling the anger replace her fear. Jared simply let out a laugh "Oh Karole, you always were a sweet girl, even now as a hunter" he said as he leaned forward so that their lips were almost touching. "I always loved how angry you got with me... So.. Exciting..." he whispered in a husky tone. Karole swallowed hard when Jared made sure that not even a paper could fit betwen the two of them, his lips literally a breath away from hers. This jerk.... Karole wake up! she thought to herself as she bit his bottom lip hard enough to draw blood. Jared didn't even flinch, instead he simple ran his tongue over the blood and grinned "A little rough aren't we?" he asked her in the same husky tone.
Jared was about to kiss Karole when he heard someone's voice off to his left. Karole hear the werewolf from before and turned to see him "You?..." she said surprised. Jared backed away from Karole and turned to the werewolf boy "Listen here boy. You couldn't waste me even on your best day. So run along and go play with your chew toy mutt" he said as he turned back to Karole. When she heard the werewolf complain, and the scowl? "Listen here to little s**t! I could have killed you! But I didn't! And this isn;t a lovers quarrel you stupid dog!" she said as she moved away from Jared. Karole looked at the small dark haired male "I'm trying not to get you killed by Vlad, me hunter partner. He unlike me isn't so forgiving of werewolves" she said before she felt herself being lifted and was soon over Jared's shoulder, having no clue where she was being taken. "Let go of me!" she said angrily. <<
Attire|| Outfit
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