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Sasayaki_Rokkugisu Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 6:00 pm
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Amaya KyokoAmaya stayed in her room, intending to stay far away from Damian. She shifted back into her human form, breaking down into a million tears. Playing with fire was dangerous. She knew that but didn't care- at least her wolf instincts didn't care. Amaya wiped the tears from her eyes and growled to herself. She used to be stronger than this. Ever since she had become a pet, she had become tame... Amaya clenched her fists. I'm not a weak, vulnerable little human. I'm a werewolf. A beast of the night, a daughter of the moon. If I let little things like this scare me, I might as well be a mortal. I won't pick a fight with Damian but if he wants me, he won't get me without a fight. And if I fight, I might end up castrating him. A dark grin appeared on her face at this thought. Laying down on the bed, she closed her eyes and let sleep take her. Keeping her ears alert to make sure she isn't asleep if the b*****d vampire decides to attack.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 7:33 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 5:33 am
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• Damian ◘ Hartless •
"Damian. . . . . Damian. . . . . Damian, what have you done?" A soft whisper asked, causing the vampire's eyes to open. Sunlight bathed the unliving, sending its warmth through him. He smiled and enjoyed it for he missed it dearly, but something blocked it. He peeked one abnormally colored eye open to see himself. He stared straight into his eyes. The whites of his eyes were black, the irises a dark gray and speckled with about every color in the rainbow. "Damian. . . . Damian. . . . What have you done?" What had once been a soft whisper was a hoarse voice of the dying. He looked around and noticed blood covered almost all of the floor and everyone he had ever known was dead, torn limb from limb or was hanging from the ceiling by their feet, gut open like animals. "Damian. . . . ." He turned to see himself covered in blood, a wild grin upon his face and a knife in his hand. "What have you done?" He suddenly slashed his own throat open and fell to the floor on his hands and knees, bleeding out until he fell over, dead.
A shrill cry escaped the vampire as he shot up, placing a hand to his throat. "What the f*ck was that sh*t?!" He aksed and removed a leather glove and touched his throat, a thin scar was where he had sliced his own throat open in his dream and grimaced. This was weird sh*t, but there wasn't much that could be done about that. He looked over to the window and opened it, letting in the cool air before stripping of his clothes completely and headed into his bathroom where he turned on the hot water and filled the tub.
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 4:25 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 9:15 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 18, 2010 2:23 pm
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