|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 10:40 pm
 Priscilla opened her eyes after falling asleep against the wall of the pound, she made her small groaning noise it looked like she had fallen asleep outside again. She yawned loudly covering her mouth as she did so before standing up from the patch of grass she was resting on. She put her hand on the wall to lean against it, she held her back and squinted a little bit. 'why did i have to go and fall asleep out here my back is killing me now' she thought as she sighed looking up at the stars in the sky.
'Why did i fall asleep out here in the first place what was i doing?' she asked herself looking down at the floor to see her book laid next to where she was sitting. 'oh looks like i got too into Jane Eyre to think about moving.' she chuckled as she lent down and grabbed her book before walking over to the garden wall and sitting on it. She read the last few pages of her book and smiled finally finishing it off. She loved to read it was one of her all time biggest hobbies.
She laid down on the wall looking up at that stars once again. 'I should be thinking about going to bed soon, but i am too awake now, i really shouldn't of fallen asleep out here. I wonder what time it is, what should it matter i have nothing planned for today anyways.' She thought as she held her paw out to the sky and closed her fist making it look like she had grabbed the moon which was high in the sky. It was full tonight it was a beautiful sight.
'I wonder if i am like Jane, i wish i was as strong as her, I mean she never gave up fighting but the thing is, she is a character of fiction and i know that in real life some people never get the happy ending that they are waiting for. Its... sad' she thought before resting both her hands on her stomach her hair blowing slightly, it was a chilly wind.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 11:22 pm
 It had been a long time since he had wandered the cobblestone paths of the garden, he was either too busy trying to keep the demented fox from killing someone or taking care of another children to do so. But tonight, this week, he was free. The black foxes anger was directed at another that he had no duty to protect and there were currently no children, he was going to enjoy this while he could. A book of poetry was clasped in his long fingered hand, held delicately between deep red membranes, his escape for the moment.
When he arrived at his usual spot, he didn't find it empty as it had been in the weeks before, another was there. He stopped, his barefeet cool against the stone and pondered, normally others out here this late wished to be left alone. His large eyes stared at her for a moment, admiring the way that she seemed to be one of his favorite poems come to life, caught grasping at the moon and sitting in its light that way before he made to turn. It wasn't in his nature to be silent when on the ground however and while he tried to leave he managed to trip over the edge of a hedge and stumble into a metal ornament, sending a ringing sound through the garden. He winced and cursed his bat eyesight. It wasn't as bad as it could have been, but if he wasn't paying attention, he wasn't going to see little things laying out in the open that he could trip over.
Flushing just a bit he pulled up his already torn pants as he stood, bringing his book with him.
"Sorry..." he whispered.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 11:40 pm
Priscilla looked to the side her head not moving but her pupils darting across to the corner the minuet she heard footsteps it was too dark to see who was there but no doubt this would mean she had someone else's company for the time being. She rolled her eyes as she saw the creature stumble. She lent up and slid her knees round as she jumped down from the wall. With one hand rested on her hips she walked over to the boy who had apologized for being so loud. She took a look at him.
"No problem I guess but a man should really be more elegant." she stated. 'Now isn't he just the oddest thing you have ever seen in your life.' she thought as she circled him once before looking in his hand and then in his eyes again. "at least your taste in books inst as bad as your taste in clothes. A rose by any other name still smells as sweet, and a man by any other name still as fair." she stated with a small chuckle standing in front of him and folding her arms. He was only wearing some ripped pants which seemed odd. The lines she was resiting was from Romeo and Juliet one of her favorite plays by William Shakespeare.
'He is very strange, I have never seen a boy like him before, he is either a one of miracle or the most strangest cross bread ever made in this mortal world. He reminds me a little bit of a vampire but then again he doesn't look scary, sadistic or seductive enough to be one, or is that just my Gothic stereo type kicking in.' she thought as she tilted her head.
She flicked her hair behind her shoulder once again folding her arms with a glare like look, she didn't mean to do so it was the normal way she looked upon people she didn't know why it just became habit after a while.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 9:32 pm
He flushed, the pink lighting his silver cheeks slightly even in the darkness.
"Sorry again... I honestly didn't mean to disturb your time out here..." he mumbled, un able to look up at the curly haired girl before him. At the recitation of the lines however, he grinned. "Romeo and Juliet, one of my favorites," he spoke glancing up. The look on her face however forced his gaze back down toward the ground. She looked so angry, oh he was in for it now. If this girl was anything like Tynan or Alucard, he was in some major trouble and he REALLY wasn't looking forward to it. Tonight he was supposed to have been able to get away and be free from having to be careful. But someone had already claimed his spot in the garden, the he had blown a quiet get away and gotten himself into trouble.
"I'll... Go. There are plenty of other places to read," he stated, giving a quick bow and making to flee. His foot however got caught in some outstretched vines in his hurry to escape, and he tumbled over the hedge much to his embarrassment. "Aw come on, I'm not normally THIS bad!" he whined.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2008 9:00 pm
Priscilla Pris chuckled and she knelt down next to him. "come on now its not your fault if you are a complete dits." she stated as she patted him on the back before resting her hand on her chin. "you must have things on your mind, its obvious you can not see very well anyways." she added, she thought for a second 'this guy didn't seem half bad she might even be able to have a little fun with this one.'
"you seem to want to get away from me quite quickly am i really that much of a threat to you, well fine if there is something about me you dislike so much that you can not stand to be around me, it doesn't bother me one bit in fact i am used to that reaction, but at least have the heart to say so." she stated she stated moving her face until it was really close to his so he had no choice but to stare her in the eyes. Then she got up and made her way back onto the wall before jumping up onto it.
She sat there once again folding her arms and crossing her legs. 'I am used to people avoiding me because of the way i am thats just me, i admit i am not a nice person but i wish someone would... oh never mind' she rolled her eyes and sighed. "anyways if ya off cya. Oh and sorry for the comments i guess, a lady should be better mannered " she stated as she wafted her hand in his direction. Showing one of her rare signs of weakness in her cold exterior.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jul 24, 2008 11:13 am
Naolin blinked as he watched her stand and move away from him, she thought he was avoiding her because he couldn't stand to be around her? He flailed his arms and shook his head,
"No, no no no! I'm trying to get away because... People normally like to avoid... Me." He flushed slightly, rubbing the back of his head. He wanted to tell her why, but she didn't seem like the type that would enjoy him spilling all his issues to her. He stood once again, squinting this time to make sure his vision was more focused, "No I can't see very well, normally I can avoid objects but when I'm nervous I have a tendency to overlook some..."
Slowly he moved over to where she had perched on the wall once more, being careful to not trip over something this time around. "And it's fine, I really shouldn't be tripping and falling on my face every few seconds. One of these days I'm going to cause a big problem I think. Plus I'm used to it, so no worries." He leaned against the wall beside her, blinking large eyes as he looked up. "I'm Naolin," he held out a long fingered hand, smiling gently.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 30, 2008 5:09 am
Priscilla "I see well i don't see whats wrong with you i mean you are clumsy, badly dressed and you seem to have a tendency to ramble on but besides that your just like any other man on this planet." she shrugged playing with a curl in her hair before looking down at him with her two blue eyes. "and if you really cant see that well why don't you stay still?" she asked before she jumped off of the wall to stand next to him.
"I admit you are not all bad though, at least you have a brain how small it may be, at least you enjoy reading which must mean you have some of your own views and opinions about this world, also you seem to be conscious about other peoples comfort zones which naturally makes people more comfortable around you." she stated she wasn't one for giving complements so she thought he must be honnered at the thought of getting one from her.
"Naolin eh? thats a nice name cant say i have ever come across it before its very unique." she stated folding her arms.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 5:45 pm
He sulked a little with each comment about his appearance and manner, people didn't like to be around him because of the issues that she had named. Though there were other things like his large ears, the fact that his hands were also his wings, and his big eyes. A couple had even commented on the fact that the tribal designs on his body were funky. He just listened as she continued to speak, waiting politely for an opening as each of the compliments she gave (though cushioned throughly with insults as well) made him smile just a tad. "Thanks... I really appreciate the compliments, it isn't often that I get any. I have some rather set in stone opinions, but I'm too meek to voice them sometimes. I'd rather not have people get upset with me, things are bad enough without that to fuel the fire... Oops I'm rambling again aren't I. Sorry." He shut his mouth with a snap and looked toward the ground.
"I like being out at night, it doesn't hurt my eyes. Priscilla is a really nice name, it suits you," he mumbled, then realizing that those words could be taken as an insult he sat up and looked at her with wide eyes. "I don't mean that in a bad way I swear! It just sounds very formal and pretty and that's what you are!" he stated, then flushed darkly and hunched trying to hide. Why had he just said that?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 6:02 am
Pris looked at him with a small smirk on her face, which could probably be mistaken for a smile to those who could not see very well. "I am a strong believer that say what you want, and do what you want, you should try it sometimes, it makes life a lot funner." she stated as she looked at him. "at least you are not the same as everybody else now that is boring, you where born special let the world know it." she stated shrugging as she walked over to him one hand on her hips. If there was one way to get on her good side it was to compliment her, then again is being on her good side a good thing.
She smiled and put a hand on his shoulder, slowly pushing him backwards before walking past him and walking into the trees, walking in and out of them, hiding then revealing herself in a constant cycle. "After all your proud to be you are you not?" she asked in a quiet dark voice.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
