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| So This Is The New Year.; And no resoulutions for self-penance. | |
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| Chesha | Feb 12 2007, 08:49 PM Post #16 |
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Her senses were dead. Even if she was class four and able to feel his lie, she was distanced suddenly, breath shallow as she gazed off into the distance, past the wall and a little bit up. Past the shadows, and a little bit up. She said nothing, however her lips did move in a wordless apology. She knew she ahd done wrong to him, he was acting so nice. So she figured she should evacuate before he could cut into her mind and damage that as well. And yet she still tried to gain forgivness for what she ahd done, whatever she had done. She nuzzled her face into his neck, tears all but stopped, sobbing quietly with occasional deep breaths. Where was that little bastard? The knife was laying heavy in her palm as she hefted it a few times before snatching it and opening it upon spotting the shadow she had promised a gift to. And there was her body too.... It seemed to be controlled however, and too well guarded to be invaded just yet. He acted as if he loved it. How... Odd. It racted also. Raising it's head and looking at her with a sudden ferocity. Not, not at her, through ehr, to teh left and up. To another foe. Beth,s he figured it was Beth, or something like Beth, though hurting implied with a wordless mantra or repeated threat that she would defend that little bastard shadow. This idea persuaded Elizabeth to turn and leave. She did not want to harm the body unless she needed to. Shuddering violently, but content that the threat was gone she returned to pressing her face into Juleik's neck, listening intently to the hum of the club for something that may pose a threat. (No idea... Jewish?-guessing because you said Juleik was Jewsish, Chesh thinks--she also looked at keywords-) |
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| Cicero | Feb 12 2007, 09:17 PM Post #17 |
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Juliek petted her hair with genuine affection. He tried to disover the nature of her discontent, but it seemed unconnected with her change. "Look, there are some benifits I was hesitant to tell you about before," He stood up, pulled her up beside him. Quckly he wound through the people and out the door. His dark clothes and hair instantly blended him into the shadows, all that was left to be seen was his sharp eyes. He winced, as if in pain, and began to change. In a moment, all that stood there was a small white dove. Human blue eyes stared up at her. When it's beak opened, words, not birdsong, came out. "You're not dead yet. Bee Luther Hatchee, yes, but you still possess one thing that Hoshiko can never take from you. Love. Stolen purity, stolen faith. Stolen hope. 'But the greatest of all these is love. You still have that." [Good job. The big hint was the Kaddish, the Jewish prayer, adn apparently the fact I said he was Jewish beforehand. -blushblush-] |
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| Chesha | Feb 12 2007, 09:29 PM Post #18 |
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She followed, and heard, though did not show an outward reaction. She simply tilted her head in his general direction, which became down. Biting her lip she stepped abck from the bird however, turning away and staring through and above the club, head lowered as she shifted his jacket around ehr shoulders with limp hands. Once more, she seemed to speak without saying a word, lips moving as she hatefully retorted to him, though he'd never see nor hear, something by the looks of it that was a feverish anger sprung from that tiny moment she did pay him mind. However she turned, eyebrows raised skeptically, eyes not quite so unfoucused. A bitter smile crept onto her lips as she unfoucused her eyes agian and returned to the solemn, blank appearance as before, though now curling painful fingers on the avalible fabric of his jacket, tugging it tighter as she raised her head to return a dull stare again to the city. (That was my hint word^^ -happy it was right-) |
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| Cicero | Feb 13 2007, 09:04 PM Post #19 |
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Juliek slowly changed back, his hair remaining blond for a moment even after he was fully formed. But he was unable to hold the shape, and it flashed back to black. "I'm sorry, did I say something?" The girl's reaction frightened him. She seemed, strange. Detached. He wound his fingers through hers, stared into her blank, distant eyes. What. Have. I. Done. |
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| Chesha | Feb 13 2007, 09:31 PM Post #20 |
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Briefly her eyes foucused on him, fingers flexed in a reaction to him. Though quickly, she was detatched again, though her fingers had remained tightened around his. She mouthed silently a quick sorry before leaning into him agian, chin rested on his shoudler, sighing heavily. Nothing, nothing at all... You have done nothing. He wouldn't have known it, but she did mouth those words. She had paid attention, recieving a blunt abuse of her minds eye drenched in dark blood and hearing shot through with harsh screams and wicked laughter. Though, she was fine with these, as long as she kept a hold of this person, because she felt as if he were her one chance at getting rid of them. She could not concentrate long enough to survive without him, she'd be insane, if she wasn't already, before too long. Backing away she offered him her hand again, having slipped it away from his once she had leaned into him, looking faintly disturbed as she glanced downa t her fingers, flexing them. No feeling. Queer. Elsewhere, she had feeling of ehr body. Nothing felt quite so gone. He ahd said it'd clear up soon... She'd get used to it... Somethign like that, right? She wasn't dead, Elsewhere.... And Elsewhere did not grant her such a bitter view of carnage when she was there, listening. Elsewhere... was better tha here, but here mattered. |
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| Cicero | Feb 17 2007, 04:57 PM Post #21 |
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Juliek looked at her, his wide eyes troubled. "Beth? Beth? Are you okay?" He waved his hand in front of her eyes. No reaction. He reached out a long, pale finger, ran it along her jaw line. "Oh no. What have I done?" |
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| Chesha | Feb 17 2007, 05:12 PM Post #22 |
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She jumped back into reality, backign away another five feet, hugging herself as a weak, unneeded defense. Juleik wasn't going to hurt her, this boy was too nice, she knew. And he was... "Nothing!" She wanted to cry out, and simply ask him to leave, she was causing him a decent amount of pain also, which made her feel all the worse. Combined with the pain of Elizabeth's parting gifts of blood and gore, Beth decided she was mad, and soon to die as it was. Nik, I want to see Nik... Who's Nik though? Or Alia? "...nothing..." She murmured, suprised at her own voice. Though it was soft and barely even loud enough to be heard, it scared her as much as a massive clap of thunder would have, shockign her back into silence as she studied Juleik again, frowninga s she realized, to keep him relativly happy, she'd have to suffer blood and memories that were not welcome. Oh, God. To live, I'll have to leave... This boy, like it or not, is going to kill me. Can we please leave? No words, however a general need or desire implied by both mouthing the words and the manner in which she approached him agian, taking his hand and drawing it down to his side. |
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