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 Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 7:09 pm
 ╔═════════════════════════════════════════════╗συт σf ¢σитяσℓBureau for the Paranormal Research and Defense, a group who has been studying ways to keep the mortal world safe and unknowing to the monsters that do hide under your bed at night. The defense against what goes bump in the night. Thirty years ago, a war broke out among a few large tribes of Alps, Nightmares, Goblins, Jinns, Pucks, and the ringleader tribe, Kitsunes. While the war was only one among the lesser demons, but the even small tribe of forty Kitsunes was enough to put half the US on lock down for three months.
After Hellboy had retired, no one really could hold a line against these demons, but, at least the leader, Pellentesque Daemonium, was understandable and a man who just demanded change, not world power. When he met with the BPRD, he signed an agreement that as long as his first born son was safe from harm and he would keep his demons out of humanity's world. Shortly after his wish was made, within a year, Pellentesque and his mate was killed by his own men. Only his son survived because one of the leaders smuggled the demon away like they had before.
Unlike raising the young demon as a warrior and fighter, they hid him into the human world.
Growing up as Logan William Morvekk, he was kept safe by a girl who kept him from the paranormal world. It was going great until one of the Nightmares came after him in his dreams and started fallowing him through the shadows. When his guardian had to step in, things got chaotic as an entire world was opened to him. He was taken into the BPRD as an endangerment to be keep him safe, but yet everyone hate's him from the last demon that went through their doors.
Hopefully, with a bit of luck, he was gonna survive the uprising after he was exposed to the world that still hated his father and planned taking vengeance against the new generation. ╚═════════════════════════════════════════════╝
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 7:23 pm
 About Me ☁ ☁ Here's My Card -- » » Logan - William - Morvekk
But You Can Call Me -- » » Anything you want
How Old I Be -- » » Seventeen
Sex (Is That A Question?) -- » » Male
When I Was Spawned -- » » October 31
I Prefer » » Straight
I am -- » » White
I Play -- » » the Kitsune Prince Tell Me Everything ☁ ☁ Personality » » -- He's classified as a jock, but would rather be with the grease monkeys then being chased after by the girls. Since he does have every girl chasing him though, he has easily become a Romeo, but never uses it. All the girls in his school seem to generic for his tastes and he quickly becomes bored with. He's a surprisingly down to earth guy but does tend to have a temper so he's a bit more anti-social since he doesn't want to hurt anyone. That's only added to with him being extremely paranoid with being able to feel people's intentions a lot faster than another one could see them and often has nightmares.
Once Upon a Time... » » After Logan was smuggled out of the demon world, he was raised by Emily Ella Edlen as an adopted to help cover up the sudden appearance of a son to a single woman. Since he was raised from only one in the human world, everything was normal for him. His abnormal strengths and speeds his mother just told him it was a natural born skill, the other kids would eventually catch him. All growing up, they never did.
When he was twelve, he turned his attention to cars more than just sports. When it was warm enough to be outside with his hands on cold metal Logan would try and fix up a bike he had bought just to fix up and sell again.
Reaching high school, nothing changed at all. He was reqruited again into football, track, baseball, mechanics, and snowboarding. Easily, he breezed through all of his practices as if he wasn't even really trying. As if he could do better. That's what it felt like to him, but he could never push himself far enough to figure that out.
Hitting seventeen, a horrific scene came to him in his sleep. He didn't know who they were, but they were getting killed, murdered. Millions were paying for it, and the creature told him he was next. This kept him up for probably more than a week leaving him feeling as if he was a mad man. No one payed mind since he could still keep up with with everything easily. When he felt someone's eyes on him all the time though, it was starting to become uncomfortable and he started bringing one of his pocket knives to school just to make him feel somewhat safe to what ever was out there that he was becoming more acute to. Controlled By ☁ ☁ Username. » » Unbreakable Justice About Me ☁ ☁ Heere's My Card -- » » Alphanzia - Anne - Hitoraski
But You Can Call Me -- » » Zia, Anne, or anything else you’d like.
How Old I Be -- » » Seventeen
Sex (Is That A Question?) -- » » Female
When I Was Spawned -- » » August 21st
I Prefer » » Heterosexual
I am -- » » Asian
I Play -- » » Guardian Angel Tell Me Everything ☁ ☁ Personality » » -- Alphanzia is classified as more of a loner. You will see her off in her own little corner, in her own little world at that. She keeps to herself and watches people from afar. She has no interest in being overly sociable and getting to know people. It also helps that guys tend to stay away from her, and it helps avoid drama. She has her moments when she can be rather creepy which helps keep guys away. Unlike other girls at her school, she doesn’t obsess over the young male that the other girls all drool and fight over who would be a better couple with him. She secretly watches him though, she likes what she sees and he seems sweet, but she wouldn’t ever bother to talk to him or anyone at that matter.
Once Upon a Time... » » Alphanzia was born in the world they call Heaven. She was raised and taught well. She never knew who her father was, because he was a human and passed away many years ago. She was taught to be respectful and kind, and always stick up for herself, but she is exactly the opposite when she isn’t in the Heavens above. She was sent on a “mission” so call it, for the Lord, to watch over a young man. Yes, he may have been a Demon technically, but the Lord saw the better in him and gave him a Guardian Angel.
Alphanzia was sent to Earth, appearing as a normal human, but had special abilities herself. She was very smart, as though she knew everything, she was fast and very slick, and she could not lie, it was a Sin and she would hate herself for doing such a thing, and she knew God would as well.
Alphanzia is placed in a high school, which is filled with nothing but drama, obsessive and obnoxious males and females left and right. She really hated the school, too loud for her tastes; it was a complete pigsty in other words. Alphanzia continued to hold herself together and avoid everyone in general. She only has one friend, her name is Sarah Marie Machlain. She would consider her a best friend, they tell eachother everything, well not everything though. Alphanzia kept it a secret she was actually an angel, guarding over the one they call Logan. She knew almost everything about him, she had to learn it to protect him. Being there in person will help her. It will help her cast her magic spells to help out if needed, mainly binding him with protective spells.
Alphanzia knew that he could probably sense her eyes watching him from time to time, but she didn’t let him catch her. Though, things in his life were becoming more hectic and she knew it, she had to act upon it soon and appear in his life before he really loses it and realizes what abilities he has. His abilities could really hurt himself and anyone around him, she would rather him not lose his head. But she wouldn’t ever think about possibly telling him everything he would want to know, about his past, about everything he has gone through. For now, she was going to protect him the best he could and watch over him. Controlled By ☁ ☁ Username. » » XxDEVIL-from-HEAVENxX
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 6:45 pm
 Logan walked with his eyes on the ground with his body a little shaky as he glared at the floor. His hands were deep in his pockets just letting him grip the pocket knife in his pocket hard enough to dent his skin and maybe cut it if he was startled. Exhaustion clouded his once bright blue eyes. He bit his lip hard standing at his locker to put his books into his bag for the after lunch classes then pulled on his coat just to make sure he stayed very, very warm. It made him feel safer, but still, that nervous feeling chased after him. Every time a shadow got near him, even his own blotting closer to his feet, he growled to himself leaving the cheerleaders thinking he was insane, even the other football players and mechanics.
He tensed his hand up again flexing his muscles pulling the scars taunter across his skin under his leather coat. He was calm and let out a sigh of relief when he was almost to English when a migraine just hit him hard, then he gripped his head hard and snarled angrily with his face turning hot as he let out a whimper.
"Sonnova b***h. Get out of my head," he snarled leaning against the wall, in the shadow. It took only a few seconds before he felt his arm being ripped out of his pocket, his coat cut open, and his backpack slit off. He fell forward with his knife within his fist. He turned around facing it with cuts deep on his skin leaving cat like cuts on his body. Ripping sounds of paper, books, and cloth was heard as shards of his possessions fell across the floor.
Everyone around him looked at him funny, until a smokey panther-reptile crawled forward with oil looking material dripping from it's fangs from the Nightmare crawling forth whipping it's spiked tail back and forth. It didn't give much warning as all the teenagers took off running from the beast leaving him with the medium sized blade he took out of his pocket. He snarled holding the blade forward, but the creature just lept forward and sliced the stainless steel blade at the cat, but it just whipped through leaving his arm to be chomped down hard tearing at the skin.
He yelled in pain so confused on what was going on as no mater what he tried, he couldn't grasp the creature. The best he could do was stab at it's head then kicked it over his shoulders into the locker almost hard enough to break through the lockers. Unlike normal blood though, his was abnormally dark, crimson in color, but yet almost black. He tried standing up a little shakily from the blood that just fell everywhere. Logan gasped from the pain he had never felt burn his body ever before. Still, he stood again with his eyes changing to a purple with his knife raised again then snarled baring teeth that was slowly lengthening in four canines on both rows of his jaws. <<=============== XIII ===============>>
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 7:20 pm
۞ Ѧ ℓ ρ н α и z ι α • Ѧ и и e • Ӈ ι т σ я α s к ι ι ۞
⊰ ☯ ⊱ "It is difficult being who I am..." ⊰ ☯ ⊱
Alphanzia was standing in the hallway at her locker, silently putting books into her locker and a few into her backpack. She glanced over, her locker being fairly close to Logan’s. Her eyes squinted lightly as she looked at him. She could tell something was on his mind, something was messing him up. She whispered a few words to herself, then shook her head. Thinking it was nothing. She cleared her throat softly and then closed her locker, turning the lock to the right so nobody could get into her locker. She couldn’t trust the kids around the school. Then again why should she? The kids here never seemed to show they can be very trust worthy, they were all obnoxious and just acted without thinking and even she could tell that just by looking at them and seeing how cocky they were.
Alphanzia soon looked back over to him, but made sure nobody saw her looking at him. She leaned against her locker, rubbing the back of her neck, acting like she was just staring off into space like she normally does. When he began to walk, she slowly followed behind him. The bad thing was she only had a few classes with him, but in the hallways she kept an eye on him, not trusting the idea of just leaving him to roam on his own, because something could happen out of the blue.
She soon stopped, looking to her feet briefly, she then heard something was going on, she pushed past people who were starting to crowd, wondering what the hell was going on with his clothing being ripped and blood going everywhere. These type of things she was talking about, she couldn’t just let him roam the hallways without supervision, as childish as that sounds, but she literally means it, because things like this would not happen. She saw bits of his possessions being spread across the floor, she gasped as she was pushed back by some people who were freaking out and running away when a smokey panther- reptile had come about.
She pushed people out of the way as they got in her way, she gasped as she had come when he had knocked it into the lockers. She saw that it was coming out, the natural demon instinct. She had to act fast, she knelt down briefly, she took a knife from her boot. She then ran up, sliding, making sure to knock him down again with her legs, she stabbed the knife into the beast, she then covered Logan, a bright light briefly happened, blinding the few people that stood like idiots, the knife was made to kill off demons such as that, or at least made them suffer for a bit so they could get away. Alphanzia then got off of him, standing to her feet, helping him to his feet. “Get go! Come on!” She yelled, giving him a bit of a shove towards the back door, she began to walking, forcing him to walk. She was not going to waste another minute. She would get them out of harms way, and patch him up if he would let her. She knew by his instinct he may be a little grouchy and angry from the ‘transformation’ that he had just had. She then thought to herself, 'We need to get the heck out of here!' She didn't want to rush him and make him even more angry, but time was ticking, their lives were on the line bascially.
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
"Turn to look at me, all you see is me.
No mirror, no cracks.
The pain is hidden behind your back.
Nobody can see, nobody can hear
You are safe yet again."
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 7:37 pm
Logan gasped when his feet were knocked out from under him breaking his concentration with the bright blue returning to his eyes. His head throbbed worse and the fangs retreated with him just laying in the blackness for a few moments. He heard the Nightmare dying, but he didn't have long to breath when he was heaved up again and off running. He held his wounded arm close to his shirt soaking it in blood. If it wasn't for his fast healing, he probably would have passed out. When she told him to yell heaving him up again, it didn't take much for him to start to move. He took off in a sprint busting through the doors denting it and breaking the glass along with breaking the locks in it. A famous football skill that he rarely used. He didn't know where he was running out into the bright sunlight, but he felt like he was going to throw up any second.
"Where are we going!" he demanded not even close to out of breath as he slipped into the driving traffic into the city not even really stopping until he was far gone from that thing. His heart was barely beating still as it didn't feel ever worked at all. Sprinting was natural to him and didn't feel like he was any more. After running almost half a mile in less than a minute, he stopped against a building fighting to keep his food in his stomach and his arm wrapped with it soaking both his pants and shirt. He started sinking onto his knees feeling weak again. <<=============== XIII ===============>>
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 7:52 pm
۞ Ѧ ℓ ρ н α и z ι α • Ѧ и и e • Ӈ ι т σ я α s к ι ι ۞
⊰ ☯ ⊱ "It is difficult being who I am..." ⊰ ☯ ⊱
When he finally started moving, she ran after him, easily able to keep up with him, at least for now. Her heart was racing, pounding fiercely within her chest, causing it to hurt, but she didn’t let that stop her, she didn’t feel like stopping and being killed on the spot. She looked at him. “Just run somewhere away from the school!” She said, grunting softly as she almost tripped. She panted softly, she gasped, losing him when he ran through the driving traffic. She growled softly. She did say run, but not do anything stupid like that. Thankfully he wasn’t hit, so she could go about and find him, she had her ways. She soon began to run alongside the road, keeping up a fast pace, not even daring to look back, it would slow her down too much. After a good few minutes she was on the other side of the road. She paused, closed her eyes, whispered a few words to herself and go the mental picture on where he was. Being a guardian angel had its advantaged. She soon began to run the way he had went.
A few more minutes had passed, but it seemed like forever and she rounded a corner, seeing him sitting. She moved down, kneeling beside him. “Just stay still.” She took her backpack off; she opened it, rummaged to the bottom and grabbed a few things. She bit a piece of her scarf and then ripped a piece off, she had a small bottle in her hand, she poured some of the weird smelling liquid onto her scarf. She grabbed his arm, forcing it to be exposed to the cold breeze. “This may burn a little.” She warned him and then pressed it to the wounds. It would definitely burn, but after a few moments would make him go numb, she made sure to rub down the wounds; she took off the scarf, examining it. She then took out a small kit, stitching together the deep parts, but the others would heal on their own within a few days. He wouldn’t be able to feel when she was stitching the wound but when she was finished she looked him straight in the eyes.
“Are you okay?” She asked, rather concerned for his well-being. She relaxed a bit, beginning to put the things back into the bottom of her backpack. She gave him a weak smile when she was finished. ‘If not, I sure hope you are, was a lot to deal with right there.” She said softly.
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
"Turn to look at me, all you see is me.
No mirror, no cracks.
The pain is hidden behind your back.
Nobody can see, nobody can hear
You are safe yet again."
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 3:50 am
Darkness of his own mind had started clouding his vision with him passing out when he heard her speak again. He slowly opened his eyes seeing that girl again. The same one that vanquished the demon without even really trying. He kept his arm pressed against his stomach as if that was going to make the pain go away from the bites and scratches. Smelling the liquid on her scarf he winced and covered his nose feeling like the back of his throat was on fire. He coughed a little bit not wanting to give his arm to someone he didn't know, but obviously she knew him well enough and was on his team for anti-what-ever-was-after-him. He gave her his arm shivering without his coat those thoughts vanished the second the wet fabric touched his arm. Growling was all he let himself do when she touched his skin with the cloth since he didn't want to hit her or yank his arm away. It was hard not to. Knowing exactly what caused him pain made it difficult to keep it where it was.
"You think?" he finally was able to sarcastically get out of his mouth with his teeth grinding together in pain until it started fading slowly. Seeing the needle and thread, his look became more confused until she stuck him with it. He didn't feel it, but that didn't mean he was okay with all of this. Logan kept quiet when she stitched the larger wounds closed. When she did, if it wasn't for him knowing the ground was filthy, he would have sunk down onto it. Instead, he just sighed and rubbed his face feeling exhausted knowing they made more to go. He looked at her from between his fingers back at her. His hand slid down his face but he didn't answer since he didn't have an answer.
Of course he wasn't okay. A demon just tried to eat him, the same one that had been haunting him for a week and keeping him from sleeping. Oh sleep, he missed that a lot. Sleep of a teenage boy with sports all day and school late into the night was even fantastic.
"I'll be fine once I know two things, where are we going because obviously, I don't think you are sending me back home any time soon. Two, what the hell are you and what happened to me back there? Things like this don't happen to people, humans," he said a little freaked out still. The adrenaline was still strong in his system, at least not enough to change him again though. He rubbed his eyes trying to still grasp the situation before new information was added. After it was though, he felt like his brain was going to explode. <<=============== XIII ===============>>
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 8:15 am
۞ Ѧ ℓ ρ н α и z ι α • Ѧ и и e • Ӈ ι т σ я α s к ι ι ۞
⊰ ☯ ⊱ "It is difficult being who I am..." ⊰ ☯ ⊱
Alphanzia knew he wanted to pull away from the moment she pressed the cloth onto his wounds, but he refrained from doing so thankfully. She let out a soft breath, knowing he was absolutely exhausted from losing the blood yet adrenaline would still be flowing through his body. She was going to let them sit there for a little while longer. She made sure to keep eye contact as best as she could, as long as he would look at her. She pushed her backpack off to the side, and fixed her positioning so she wasn’t sitting on her legs. She bent her knees and brought them closer to her chest. She shot him a weak smile when he looked at her through his fingers but said nothing more. She didn’t want to irritate him, plus in all honesty, she was trying to come up with just a little bit of a story so he wouldn’t know exactly everything going on. She wasn’t exactly lying, just so called ‘bending the truth’ a little. She reached up, rubbing the back of her neck, as it seemed to be a little awkward just sitting there with him, but she didn’t say anything about it. Things were flying through her head as she tried to come up with a story so he wouldn’t know everything that happened, just a few parts.
“Luckily I have an answer for both of those.” She spoke, shrugging her shoulders lightly, after coming up with the whole story idea. “My name is Alphanzia, I am a… White witch, I protect people from the dark forces of the more evil witches.” She said simply, hoping he would buy that kind of story. “My job is to protect people, not be afraid, stick up against the darker forces and help out who I can and when I can. Today was an example; there is a Black Witch that had drawn forth a demon…” She paused briefly to think about more. “I have the items to ward off such beasts and I have the spells to try and protect people. For you I was a little too late with, because it happened within a matter of seconds.” She nodded her head, just praying he would believe her. It was quite a bit of a story to tell, but hey, it worked in her opinion.
“As for where we are going, you will be coming home with me; it is quite a bit away from all the other houses and has many protection spells that will keep all dark forces away for quite some time. I have an extra room for you to sleep in, and I will try to help you get through this. You may hardly know me, heck, I might not even exist to you, but I am the one who is always alone in school, absolutely nobody bothers me because I am the ‘witch’ and I am scary.” She laughed some, knowing that she looked very angelic and sweet, and she was.
She released a soft breath, she then rose to her feet, she grabbed her backpack and put it over her shoulders. She held her hand down to him, offering to help him up to his feet. “Come on. I know you are absolutely tired, but we need to get a move on. We are out in the open for the beast to come if he can find us. They have a keen sense of smell… They know your scent.” She said softly. They had to get going pretty soon before they were found again, which would definitely not be too good.
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"Turn to look at me, all you see is me.
No mirror, no cracks.
The pain is hidden behind your back.
Nobody can see, nobody can hear
You are safe yet again."
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 1:25 pm
Logan stood up with a scowl on his face that wasn't just from pain. "You are a terrible liar. Not a complete one, but a terrible," he said simply getting up off of his feet a little shaky at it, but he eventually found balance with his blood is still covering him from under his chest to almost his knees. He yawned a little bit but was willing to be moving now and not be that worried about it. That nightmare was dead and maybe he should sleep tonight if that room was somewhere to be safe. "Why don't you lead the way then, white 'witch'. I need to sleep, I don't have quiet the stamina with half the blood," he said gently rubbing his eyes and finding himself freezing cold still, but not nearly as bad as he was before. His skin ran hot from the liquid still on it. He bit his lip a little bit before he stepped forward with a bit of a shiver and stepped into the sunlight again looking at her patiently where they were to find her safe haven. <<=============== XIII ===============>>
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 1:51 pm
۞ Ѧ ℓ ρ н α и z ι α • Ѧ и и e • Ӈ ι т σ я α s к ι ι ۞
⊰ ☯ ⊱ "It is difficult being who I am..." ⊰ ☯ ⊱
Alphanzia couldn’t help but to smile hearing him. She shrugged her shoulders simply. “Eh… It is on you if you don’t believe it.” She said with a laugh. She wasn’t lying, there were such things called Black and White Witches, or magic. One of the two, she never really looked into it. But that was the only way she could bend the truth to hide it from him for now. She then began to lead the way. She made sure to keep him moving, and made sure he stayed away. She understood it was hard to move about with so little blood. She stayed by his side, she whispered something to herself, then looked up at the sky briefly, there were gray clouds rolling in. She shook her head softly and then continued to walk, after quite a bit of walking, there was a house all by its lonesome. She moved to the door, unlocked it, and entered, stepping out of the way for him to step in. “If you go straight down that hallway, second door to the left is the bedroom you may use, across from that bedroom, is a large bathroom.” She said. The house was a one story house, but rather big. It had a nice living room, a kitchen and dining room in a room beside it, the bathroom was rather large and pretty in her opinion. His room was simple, had a bed and a few closest along the wall, her room was pretty much the same, just it contained a dresser and windows above her room, allowing her to see the sky. Her house was very white, but what else would you expect from and angel?
OoC: Hopefully the links work. XD Hard to pick what goes with what so I just stopped trying to match them. Haha.
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
"Turn to look at me, all you see is me.
No mirror, no cracks.
The pain is hidden behind your back.
Nobody can see, nobody can hear
You are safe yet again."
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 4:44 pm
Logan fallowed after her easily keeping pace since her's was slower than his. When they finally got inside, he let out a huff of air looking around the brightly colored room. He rubbed his face then nodded. "Alright, do you have any clothes or something for me to change into? I need to sleep, I haven't in weeks and I don't wanna be soaked in blood anymore," he said as he stretched slowly to make sure he didn't strain his forearm while yawning just feeling safe for some reason in this house. Without an answer or caring for one, he walked down the hallway to his room and opened it with a smirk at the red that accented the white. "Nice," he said tiredly but still happy that he had a place to stay
"What about my mom though," he suddenly remembered. "She's gonna freak when she hears that I was almost killed by a Nightmare. It told me what it was a couple nights ago, that's how I know you are lying," he added walking back towards her again unable to stay still. <<=============== XIII ===============>>
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 6:09 pm
۞ Ѧ ℓ ρ н α и z ι α • Ѧ и и e • Ӈ ι т σ я α s к ι ι ۞
⊰ ☯ ⊱ "It is difficult being who I am..." ⊰ ☯ ⊱
Alphanzia nodded her head softly. “I might, I would have to go look, I might have something.” She said softly, closing the door when he stepped in. She watched him walk down the hallway, she sighed listening to him as he came back towards her. She walked towards the bedrooms, entering hers that was right beside his. “I will talk to her, she will freak yes, but I will let her know you are safe.” She said as she moved to her big dresser, looking through the bottom shelf. She soon came out with a pair of black sweat pants and a white tee shirt. “These used to belong to my dad, try them on to see if they fit.” She said handing the clothes to him. She then huffed out. “I didn’t necessarily lie, it’s called bending the truth.” She said, giving him almost a glare as she looked at him. She released a soft breath and moved to the kitchen.
“Get changed, get some rest, when you wake up I will talk to you.” She said just before entering the kitchen, she grabbed a cup from a cabinet and got some water. She began to drink it. She closed her eyes and then put the cup on the counter. She took a deep breath after swallowing the water, and she walked back into the living room.
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
"Turn to look at me, all you see is me.
No mirror, no cracks.
The pain is hidden behind your back.
Nobody can see, nobody can hear
You are safe yet again."
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 9:16 pm
Logan took the clothes back with him without mentioning anything back to her. He pulled off his shirt stiffly on the way to the bathroom. He walked on his own with a loud sigh then got into the shower letting the hot steam and water circle him as he stood letting the dark red run over his body and down the drain. It felt amazing and he would happily stay there, but eventually, he stepped out it and dried himself off being careful of his arm that still ached. Once he was clean, he got dressed then walked to his bedroom completely dressed and with his dirty clothes and shoes in his hand. He dropped his things by the door then walked over to his bed and just dropped unconcious laying across his bed in a heavy sleep. It felt like heaven even if pain chased after him even in his sleep.
Still, he felt better to relax and just lay still in the sunlight that casted through the room like a loving glow. It kept him company for a long while, maybe until even the next morning until he sturred. It was bright outside and the blood on his arm covered the healed small wounds, and the once gaping wound was also scarred over and not very cleanly. It throbbed painfully, but the wound wasn't there on his skin anymore. He stood up slowly feeling sick but he still dared to move his body enough to walk down the hallways into the kitchen and sinking down at the bar not really caring if she was up or not. He was still tired and his arm hurt as much as it did yesterday, even though the wound had obviously closed. <<=============== XIII ===============>>
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 7:52 pm
۞ Ѧ ℓ ρ н α и z ι α • Ѧ и и e • Ӈ ι т σ я α s к ι ι ۞
⊰ ☯ ⊱ "It is difficult being who I am..." ⊰ ☯ ⊱
Alphanzia watched him walk to the bathroom, seeing his shirt come off and her cheeks turned a little pink but she soon released a soft breath. She did a few things before going off to take a nap, but by the time Logan had woke, she was already rummaging through cabinets in the computer room that was next to the living room, which could be heard from the kitchen. She was talking in a foreign language, she didn't know that Logan was awake, she was carrying something in her hand and speaking into it, a stack of papers in her other hand and she walked into the kitchen, still speaking in a different language, but seeing him she paused in the middle of a sentence. She quickly hung up the phone and slid the papers onto the counter in the corner. "Um... Sleep well...?" She asked, it felt rather awkward, but if he heard her she was glad he wouldn't be able to understand her. She cleared her throat and then moved to the fridge. "Are you hungry for anything? I would be willing to cook something up for you if you would wish, you just have to say the word." She spoke in an easy voice, looking back at him. Seeing his facial expressions, she could tell he was in some pain still, she then moved to the cabinet, grabbing a cup, she opened the medicine drawer and grabbed a white bottle, from there she measured some into a cup and then put water in it, she mixed it until you couldn't see it anymore and then she moved to him and placed it infront of him. "Drink that... It will help the pain go away for quite a bit of time, really helps and allows you more freedom to move." She nodded her head softly. She bit her lower lip as she pulled out a pan, incase he wanted anything to eat and she placed it on the stove, then she turned to face him
[[ OoC: What a depressing post... ]]
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
"Turn to look at me, all you see is me.
No mirror, no cracks.
The pain is hidden behind your back.
Nobody can see, nobody can hear
You are safe yet again."
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO⋈Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 4:04 am
Logan looked over his shoulder wondering where the noise was coming from and saw her talking on the phone. He didn't react at all to the different language. If someone was bilingual, more power to them. Once again, he closed his eyes resting his head on the counter until he was spoke to. When he was, he remained at his post and just muttered into the table, "Pretty good. Something to eat sounds nice so my stomach stops eating itself." He wasn't picky on what he ate just as long as he ate something. He looked at the drink suspiciously before him then picked it up and took several gulps of it as if it tasted disgusting. Though, he would never know as it barely touched his tongue.
"I'll be right back," he said putting his glass on the counter. He walked back to his room where his knife still was and cut the stitches from his arm to pull them out. The sound and feeling made his stomach churn. Logan shivered once he finally got them all out and returned to the counter just to watch Alphanzia and what ever she was doing. He knew how to cook of course, but she had offered so he accepted. {{It's okay, it was kinda late and I'm just glad to have you back <3 I have a snowday today too :3 Yet, I'm still up this early...?}}
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