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Post by akada on Jun 12, 2012 21:30:42 GMT -5
(Well I guess I'm the first XD) Fall gazed out the window viewing the vivid orange clouds. The plane was nearing her destination in the US, Virginia. She had no plan where she would sleep or even where to go but she had to leave her home in London. She couldn't bear the burden that was placed on her heart. The planes noise buzzed in her ear's like angry bees, just adding to her guilt. Starting over sounded like a good plan, getting a new job, home, maybe even a new identity, but for now Fall could only feel the pain she caused.
Finally the plane was starting to descend and her stomach flipped with anxiety. After this she wouldn't have anything, free by her-self. She was only 19, inexperienced, but she still had a gift, or as of right now a curse. Please remain seated until the first cabin is cleared, thank you. After a few pointless minutes middle class passengers were dismissed. Fall grabbed the only thing she had, her purse and camera and walked down the aisle. Maybe she would find an abounded house if lucky enough.
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Post by Matsi on Jun 12, 2012 22:01:56 GMT -5
Zak's gaze watched the planes that came in and out of the airport. The open field next to the large "station" was, oddly enough, his favorite spot to sit and relax. His chocolatey eyes watched the different planes landing. He silently wondered what it was like to fly, and if it was like turning a horrendious page in a dark chapter of his book. Would it be? Would it be like a new beginning? Probably not. Nothing seemed to make his curse any better.
With a sigh, Zak ran his hand through his black, spikey hair. The gel that was in his hair in the morning, was now soft and making his hair flop forward, weakly. It seemed to only add to his droopy mood. The typically bouncy young man was oddly dark. With the full moon creeping just on the horizon, he was on edge and slightly freaking out. Though he knew he was harmless in his awful beastly form, it wasn't enough to make him feel better.
With a groan, he flopped onto his back and watched another plane in the sky as it came in to land. "Ever wonder if one of those planes coming in ever will bring a new change, or future, for someone like us, Zakky?" Zak raised his head slightly and rolled over slightly to look at a slightly smaller young man approching him. Zak smiled. "Ceol," He said in a simple greeting. Ceol smiled, and ran his hand through his shaggy, grey and blonde hair that was tipped in blue. His bi toned blue eyes were bright as he looked at up at the newest plane landing. "But really, Zakky," Ceol asked in a slightly russian accent that he picked up from his father. Zak only snorted and shrugged. There was nothing he could really think of to say to Ceol. So, instead he just lay there, motionless as he listened to the people starting to file out of the airport.
Ceol grumbled something in a way that sounded almost foregin, then flopped onto his belly and grumbled again, more to himself than anything.
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Post by Knight on Jun 12, 2012 22:25:43 GMT -5
I found a tidal wave, Begging to tear down the dawn, Memories like bullets, They fired at me from a gun, A crack in the armor.
Roxine Valentine sighed into the phone. "Melody, are you kidding me? His flight's delayed?" There was brief flurry of noise on the other end and Roxy rolled her eyes, "No, I'm not mad. I miss Celit though. Silly boy had to ditch us all for California." There was an old annoyance to Roxy's tone, but she wasn't too bothered by it anymore. Celit's family had moved off to California a few years back and though they'd stayed in contact, today would have been the first day that Celit would be coming back into town in about two years. Of course, with Melody's, ah, condition this was a bad time for him to be coming into town. But Roxy could handle distracting him while Melody was gallivanting about the countryside and looking all menacing and stuff.
Shaking her head in amusement, Roxy snorted to herself. "Be good, okay? I'm gonna head in and wait for his plane. Don't eat anyone's face off----okay, okay, I get it, not funny." Snickering to herself, Roxy hung up on a string of curses from Melody's mouth. The girl was a touch pissy, especially with the whole full moon thing, but it was just too funny to push her buttons a bit. It was interesting to see the typically evenly tempered sweetheart get exceedingly snappy, like a real girl should be. No one was nice all the time. So it was interesting to see Mel get snappy every once in a while.
And it was funny. Maybe not to Melody, but certainly to Roxy. Her mother had known the curse of the werewolf, and her mother had been close to Melody's father. Melody and Roxy had been especially close when they'd been in high school together, along with good ole Celit, but now that they were in college, they didn't get to see each other as often and it was boring. Which was why Roxy had been willing to haul out to the airport to pick her friend up so that, just for a little bit, they could have the old times back again. With Muse breathing down the back of their necks snapping at them when they'd gotten too loud while he was trying to study and Melody trying to teach Celit how to play the piano.
Flopping down on a seat, Roxine pulled her phone out to examine it absently. There were people all around her, but honestly she didn't care. Roxine's list of friends was pretty short and she cared little for people who weren't on that short list. Especially when they were all strangers. So with a sigh, Roxine tugged absently on her silver bangs, pulling them into her face and then blowing them out of her silver and red eyes.
This was going to be a long wait. Celit better hurry up. Roxy thought irritably to herself. Nevermind the fact that it wasn't his fault he wasn't there yet. Roxy was still going to blame him until he showed up.
I swim to brighter days, Despite the absence of sun, Choking on salt water, I'm not giving in, I swim.
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Post by akada on Jun 13, 2012 22:23:28 GMT -5
Fall entered the airport and walked over to an empty seat, she guessed for the waiting people. Sighing she sat down putting her hands on her knees and stared at the ground. Where was she going to go from her? She could get a map, they have those. She stood up slowly and glanced around then she found a guest center booth. Carefully she grabbed a map and walk back to the black waiting chairs, her red hair following her. Then she noticed a girl sitting in the corner with silver hair. Fall's hazel eyes examined the girl, she seemed to be annoyed. As Fall sat down she could feel her eyes on her, but at the moment she didn't care. Maybe she could sleep here for the night, but then she remembered the full moon was tonight. Groaning underneath her breath she got up and walked out of the glass automatic doors leading to the cold, air. To be in a public place on a night like this wasn't a good idea, considering the curse that she had no control about her own behavior, which resulted in horrific casualties. People weaved in and out on the gravel sidewalk most staring on their smartphones obviously having no care in world. Fall envied every human, she longed to be like them have a normal life, worry only about a minor cold or whatever they fear about. Then Fall sensed something, something she couldn't explain. Almost as If another presence was near. She turned off the sidewalk quickly leaving the streetlights bright safety.
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Post by Matsi on Jun 13, 2012 23:32:37 GMT -5
Ceol sat up suddenly, his bi-shaded blue eyes bright and wide as he brushed off his american eagle shirt, and looked around. Zak opened one eye and glanced at him for a moment, but then closed his dark eyes again, ignoring the flamboyant young man. Even as Zak heard Ceol stand up, the dark haired one didn't move or say a word. Typical reaction to say the least. Zak really didn't care about what was going on or what his companion was going to do with himself. At least, until Ceol planted a nice kick into Zak's side.
Zak let out a yelp and gasp as his air escaped his lungs. He gasped in pain as he sat up, glaring at Ceol as the blue eyed teen watched in the direction of the airport doors. His nose flared, already sensitive with the impending shift, and taking in everything in a five mile radius. Zak knew the face, that curious face, that Ceol was presenting, but that didn't make him forgive the jerk for the kick to the side.
"Alright, Ja-" "Smell, you idiot!" Ceol snapped as goosebumps formed on his arms and back of his neck. The distant scent of another like themselves drifted on the wind. It wasn't that they feared others like themself, it was more of the fact that there was half of the were population that was rather...unfriendly... to them during the full moon. The reason he and Zak lived in this city was because there were not any...rough...weres living in the area. What if this one was? Not that he and Zak couldn't defend themselves, but they really rather not shed blood. Ceol was particurally keen on avoiding blood shed, since his father had been a military traitor, he felt like he had to redeem his family name.
Finally after a few moments, Zak stood up and stretched. "Shall we go investigate? You go in the back and check to see if there are more. I will go in front and see this one. Hows that sound?" Zak cocked his head to the side slightly as he looked at the lighter toned one. "Works for me, Boss," Ceol snorted with a snicker, then jogged off happily.
Zak watched Ceol for a moment before making his own way in the direction of the front of the airport. The same scent that Ceol had pointed out was strong in his nose, and led him on as curiosity burned in his mind like a fire. He was like a cat, and would most certainly get harmed by it at some point, but for now, Zak was happy with going to greet this newcomer.
It didn't take long for the dark haired, young man to find the source of the were-scent that he had been brought aware of only a few minutes before. His eyes narrowed slightly, but then softened as he just silently and slowly followed the red haired girl with a small snicker.
Ceol was happy to get his small jog in. The moment he came to the fence that protected the back of the airport, he looked for personel of the airport, then cleared the fence with ease. He smiled with pride as he went, oddly enough, undetected through the back door and into the airport lobby. His blue eyes scanned the area slowly and then he made his way to where the faint were scent was drifting from. From what he could tell, it was the same smell that he had discovered outside. When he came to the terminal, he stopped and looked around. "Must be where they came out...Hmm...Zak probably got 'em." He said softly as he rubbed his chest for a moment then started to people watch.
Hmm...that one looked like he was about to drop dead right there. And that one seemed to be a bit... Oh how could he put it nicely? Like a strumpet? Yes. A Strumpet. Happy with that proclamation, he started to look at the other airport visitors. Hmm. That one looked familiar. Must have taken the hair idea from someone else. Not that it mattered to Ceol. He was still interested in the familarity look that the girl held. "Hmm, think you look a bit frustrated, hmm?" He asked, or stated, it was hard to tell if he was stating or questioning the young lady, as he took a seat next to her.
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Post by Knight on Jun 15, 2012 20:41:39 GMT -5
Slow down.. this night's a perfect shade of, Dark blue, dark blue, Have you ever been alone in a crowded room when I'm here with you, I said the world could be burning down.
Roxine was bored. It was officially official. She missed Melody. Of course, her friend was currently just a little bit invalid and wherever Celit was, he couldn't call her at the moment. There was no one to talk to, so Roxy turned to people watching. Her silver and crimson eyes flicked about curiously, fluttering from the red haired girl to the gray and blue and blonde-ish (well, that was an interesting combination) guy to an older man who sat on his computer. From person to person she looked, not paying attention to any single figure for long.
When the gray haired boy and his companion wandered off, Roxy again took notice of his exceedingly odd hair. Wow, that made her hair look normal. Absently, Roxy reached up to tug on her crimson locks, blowing her silvery bangs out of her eyes with a sigh. Her parents had looked very distinctive, and she'd gotten that straight from them. But hey, at least she wasn't a werewolf too. She took after her father a bit more in that regard (she was pretty handy with a gun too, though her mother was none too pleased with that). But her father had insisted that Roxy be able to take care of herself, and by extension, her sister.
The boy that appeared from nowhere startled her, especially when he sat down right beside her and started talking. Roxine raised an eyebrow, looking balefully up from her phone. "Have you ever heard of stranger danger?" She asked smoothly, but there was a joking tone to her voice. "My . . . brother's flight was delayed." She added after a moment to explain her irritation. She didn't want to tell him the entire truth, as she had no clue who he was, but at the same time, she didn't want to be too rude. He could be a much needed entertainment.
Pausing, she eyed the man again. That hair was kind of bothering her. Was it dyed or natural? She knew that strange hair could very well be natural (she was the poster child for weird hairdos) but his was interesting too. "Is there a reason you're over here?" Roxy asked curiously. She wasn't trying to be snappy, but she did want to know why this stranger had chosen to strike up a conversation with her.
Dark blue, dark blue, Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you, I said the world could be burning 'til there's nothing but dark blue, Just dark blue.
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Post by akada on Jun 15, 2012 23:23:46 GMT -5
Fall kept a steady pace as she walked through the woods next to the airport. It would be best for her and other civilians if she forced her-self to stay here for the night, but she was desperately hungry. "No matter" she thought. "Sooner or later I can hunt."
The forest was very still and quiet the only noise was the leaves crackling underneath her black converse shoes, and her uneasy breathing. The feeling she sensed a few minuets back still lingered about her, she figured it was just the full moon putting her on high alert but it was something unworldly, something Fall had never experienced before. She could feel the moonlight against her face as she ambulated through the trees slowly with her arms hugging her. The only word she could think off to describe her current situation was "Alone" She had never been so alone, and with her parents gone because of her own fault, she couldn't bear it. Before Fall noticed tears were falling out of her eyes streaming down her rounded cheeks. Quickly she motioned her hand and wiped her pale face dry, she had to be strong, without it she would get nowhere.
Fall smiled softly remembering her dad helping her up after she would fall when she was younger. Her dad always telling her that crying over a small scratch didn't help and within a short time would be better again. That didn't compare to what happened to her family, she let them down, and it wasn't a small scratch but a giant gash. And no matter how many times she didn't let a small drip come out of her eyes, the gash would never heal. It was a permeant scar, but she owed to her beloved family to stay as strong as they did for their precious daughter.
Fall kept pushing forward deeper in the gray wooden forest when she felt a presence, not to far behind. All at once the strange feeling swelled to an enormous extend that made her stop dead in her tracks. She wanted to look back desperately, but she couldn't move. Finally after some of her fear lowered she turned slowly. A tall black figure among the shadows was advancing towards her. Fall took in a deep breath and started to back up wide eyed, whatever this thing was it wasn't normal. With another look at the figured she turned and walked away as fast she could, with her heart beating fast. If she ran it might just attract her attacker closer.
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