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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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 Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2005 2:48 pm
Lenore starts her morning routine. Well, it isn't morning for other people, but for her, it bloody well is. Most days, she doesn't want to deal with the dull stinging the sun inflics on her sensitive skin.
So, sans sunglasses, and in naught but her skimpy bathing suit and one of her black, sheer robes, she sits at the breakfast table, reading her 'morning' newspaper. She frowns over the contents in it, not that any of it is as surprising as the headline she saw in it all those weeks ago.
It is just a little distressing to her.
Sipping on a steaming cup of crimson liquid, Lenore crosses her legs, and turns the page, before growing deathly still again.
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2005 11:44 pm
Krista sat in her room looking out at the forest, something had happen, something bad. She knew from seeing the mark in the sky, on her way home from work, someone had died two night ago.
She hadn't heard from Snape or Dumbledore this past week. It was very nerve wracking to her. Someone always let her know what was going on. Standing up she paced back and forth in her room.
Melantha stepped out of the tree holding her side. Blood was dripping between her finger. Her auntie and father when they found out she turned against them tried to have her killed. But living with them she knew how to get free.
But not without getting hurt, she took a few steps before falling too her knees. She didn't have a chance to call to Lenore as she hit the grass.
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Krista DarkAngel Silme Vice Captain
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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2005 11:53 pm
Lenore stands from the table, walking thoughtfully toward the stairs. She needs to change . . . she thinks, dully. The bottled stuff just isn't doing the trick for her. . . . and she is starvi . . .
She smells it when she slips the long, tunic-style shirt over her head. How she missed it before, she does not know. Maybe . . . she shakes her head, and hurries into her black, broadly-flared jeans.
She can feel her canines growing long, despite trying to will the hunger back. The blood is on her land. Chances are, it is an animal, or a friend.
Still, she walks slowly toward the door, exerting all of her energy to keeping her movements steady, slow. . . .
Meanwhile, Nyoka is singing as she walks toward the manor. She is indulging in one of her small pleasures: Elvis music. She has her discman up to full volume and her headphones clamped over her ears.
Still, as distracted as she is, it does not keep her keen eyes from spotting a dark figure not too far ahead. Stopping in her tracks, she watches as the figure stumbles, and falls. She yanks her headphones off of her ears and turns off her discman, before running toward whatever has been injured.
When she reaches the woman, she frowns and drops to her knees. She looks oddly familiar, but her foggy, tired brain cannot place her. "Miss?" she asks softly, hoping that she is still conscious.
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2005 12:10 am
Krista walked over to her bed sitting back down. She was very nervous, something just didn't feel right to her. It was almost as if someone close to her just been killed, yet she couldn't place it. She looked down at her shakign hands "What the hell is going on..."
Melantha groans trying to moves but the pain was too much to handle, she coughs covering her mouth, pulling it away there was blood on her hand. The damage as beyond what it seem any repair. Looking to the person next to her she frowns "Nyoka, get your mother...please..." she hits the ground this time blacking out not able to take the pain any longer.
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Krista DarkAngel Silme Vice Captain
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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 7:29 pm
Nyoka wastes no time as she rushes toward the manor. she remembers the woman, now. She doesn't have time to wonder what that particular woman is doing on the grounds, though. She will have time for that later.
Meanwhile, Lenore's canines have elongated, and she keeps her crimson lips shut tight over them, though it looks a lot like she has cotton balls in front of her teeth.
"Mum," Nyoka says as she skids to a stop in front of her. After a quick study, she knows her mum smells the blood in the air. She is a little more than relieved that her amber eyes are still that: just amber. "It's Melantha."
The graying of her mum's already white skin does not go by unnoticed by Nyoka. She doesn't comment, though. Right now, she is trying to keep up with her mum, whom is moving lightening fast now.
Lenore is the first of the two to reach Melantha. She stops abruptly when she sees her lying on the ground. With the same controlled movements as when she was leaving the manor, she drops to her knees next to her, and ignores the enticing scent of blood. Her mouth salivates, and she shuts her eyes tightly, reigning in the burning hunger in her gut.
She doesn't touch her, she only takes her wand out of her pants's pocket. She looks away from Melantha for only a moment when she hears Nyoka reach them. "Prepare a room in the manor, and get me one of my Healer books," she instructs. When Nyoka starts back toward the house, Lenore stops her with another command. "And, tell Krista."
Nyoka nods, and starts to return to the house.
Lenore looks back at Melantha, and shakes her head. She reaches forward and brushes a strand of her black hair off of her forehead. "How did you get yourself into this?" she asks, quietly, not expecting an answer. Silently, she stands, and waves her wand at Melantha's body. With Melantha floating behind her, she returns to her home.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 3:30 pm
Krista stepped out of her room heading down the hall to the stairs. She couldn't shake the feeling no matter how hard she tried. It was almost as if someone had gutted her and left her there for dead. Walking into the main room she looks around hoping to find Lenore.
When she doesn't she sighs walking into the kitchen. She picked at some of the cookies that had been baked earlier before leaning against the stove sighing "What has happened?"
Melantha coloring was draining from her skin fast, the wound on her side was alot worse then it seemed. It looked as if she had been attacked by mulitple people at the same time. Her shirt was soaked with blood and the grass was started turning red.
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Krista DarkAngel Silme Vice Captain
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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 3:47 pm
It is then that Nyoka bursts into the manor, immediately starting for her mum's study. When her keen ears pick up on her aunt's voice in the kitchen, she pauses.
Without a second thought, she goes into the kitchen. She looks around, notes the cookies, and a discarded paper that she recognizes as one from her mum's and her aunt's world. Had she bothered to read the bold headline, she would have seen that her former headmaster was murdered by one of her former teachers.
"Mum asked me to tell you that Melantha has been injured," Nyoka starts, turning for the study again. "I am going to go and find some books that might help her in healing Melantha. And, that might aid you in the same task as well. . . ."
Lenore's face has grown increasingly more concerned as the seconds tick by. She practically runs to the manor and, rather than resting Melantha in a comfortable spot as she intended to, she sets her down on the ground in the entry way. "Dammit, Nyoka Get me those books!" she practically growls as she pulls up the garments over Melantha's wound.
Her hunger is instantly reignited at the sight of all of the blood. And, indeed, the glorious, brassy smell of it as well. She takes a second to compose herself, going so far as to bite her lip to draw her own blood. She sucks on her rapidly-healing lower lip as she starts to go through the spells that she knows, off-hand, for helping the clotting process along. She doesn't say a word as her wand moves over Melantha's wound.
Her brow is soon damp with sweat from her concentration, and her eyes are hard, with just a tinge of crimson at the edge of her whites. This is how Nyoka finds her when she returns with a few books that she thought useful. "Start looking, Nyoka," she says, in a suprisingly calm voice for someone who is waging a war against her hunger and panic. "Ask Krista if she will help. . . ."
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 3:58 pm
Krista arches a brow hearing Nyoka's word. They hadn't registered until she walked into the other room seeing her twin laying on the ground with Lenore over her.
Kneeling down she looks over Melantha before looking at Lenore "What the hell happen?" she grabs a spell book searching though it. This was the feeling she felt earlier. She looked at her twin shaking her head. "Who did this to her..?"
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Krista DarkAngel Silme Vice Captain
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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 4:05 pm
Lenore only shakes her head, Krista's words barely registering through her concentration.
Nyoka looks from her mum to her aunt, then back at her mum. "She didn't say. She only asked that I get my mum," the last bit is said in a bewildered tone.
"Does it look like the wound is starting to clot?" Lenore asks, keeping her eyes away frm the blood as much as she can. She doesn't know if what she is doing is helping, but she has to do something. . . .
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 4:18 pm
Krista frowns then leans in looking at the wound. The blood was indeed slowing down. Shaking her head she looks up at Nyoka "Nyoka in my room there is a thread and needle. Can you get that for me dear?" she looks back down at her sister again.
"That wound was cause by a wand. Its pretty deep but nothing a few stitches can't fix. But the blood going to be a problem." she glances at Lenore worry in her eyes. "She has lost alot of blood, we have to get blood back into her or she won't survive the night.."
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Krista DarkAngel Silme Vice Captain
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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 4:25 pm
Nyoka nods and sets aside the book that she was lookign in. She stands, and hurries toward Krista's wing.
Lenore merely keeps working on her clotting spells. She doesn't know how she is supposed to get all that blood back into Melantha. . . .
Instead, she says, "You're right," and she raises her hard eyes to meet Krista's. "And who do we know that would want to do this to her?" she says, a hint of sarcasm in her voice.
But, she sighs and shakes her head. She reaches a bloody hand to stroke Melantha's hair back. "You're the closest match to her," she says, quietly. "I would do it, but I doubt I am the same blood-type, and I wouldn't wish my curse on anyone else. . . ."
Nyoka returns with the thread and the needle from Krista's room, and says, "I can sew her up, if you like. . . ." she has had some experience, after all.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 4:32 pm
Krista frowns looking down at Melantha "Anyone we know from any of the villages on this estate that can do a transfusion.." she looks up hearing Nyoka then nods "Okay your better at that then I be.."
Frowing she nods "Your right I am the closest match, and as much as I'm not use to her. If we can find somone.." she swallows hard not believing she was about to say this "I'll give my blood to her.."
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Krista DarkAngel Silme Vice Captain
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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 4:41 pm
Nyoka snaps her fingers and a small bit of fire dances on her fingertip. She cleans the needle that way, and begins to thread it.
"First the blood, and then the stitching?" Nyoka asks, looking at her mum, then aunt.
"I don't know how to do any of that," Lenore admits, and finally stands. "I can't be here for this . . ." she shakes her head and heads to the kitchen. She pauses at the door way, and calls back, albeit softly, "Thank you, Krista," before disappearing.
Nyoka looks at Krista expectantly.
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2005 9:42 pm
Krista thinks for a moment then looks up "Drake, LoreLei, or Nana might know how to. They all live at Guardian village...If we could get one of them here we can get this started.." she looks down at her sister shaking her head "Nothing will happen to you, not if I can help it. Your the only person that can make Lenore smile at this point.."
Looking up at Nyoka she smiles alittle "Could you go get one of them? I'll stay here and try to stop the blood floor.." she was shaking alittle but it didn't seem to stop her from sounding like she knew what she was doing.
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Krista DarkAngel Silme Vice Captain
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Lenore Silme-Natenhar Crew
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2005 9:46 pm
Lenore holds up her hand and stops Nyoka when she returns. "I have to go," she says. "I need to get away from all of this." Indeed, when you look at her now, you can see her eyes slowly changing to their blood-red hue that indicates she might go into a feeding frenzy. "I'll be back."
Nyoka nods, and watches as Lenore leave. She looks back at her aunt, and waits to see what other instructions she can give her.
Lenore jumps into the sky, gliding a little before gravity pulls her back to the ground. She does this on her way to the village. Once there, she calls for all the elves that Krista listed. Whomever comes out will be told the story, and told to follow her back to the manor as fast as they can.
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