Your body is made of the same elements that lionesses are built from. Three quarters of you is the same kind of water that beats rocks to rubble, wears stones away. Your DNA translates into the same twenty amino acids that wolf genes code for.
For a moment she heard nothing but her own heart beat, Prim's heart beat and breathing and she wondered what was happening. Did prim not know where to go from here. Possibly she was looking up on a phone or something. Maybe she was thinking or just staring. There was a small beat off in Prim's heart and Kathryn was able to pin point it immediately thanks to years of practice. The woman was excited and this made Kathryn very glad for many reasons. She felt warmth in close her hand, sensitive fingers allowed her to see what it was, nothing other than any other hand. Light pink painted over her cheeks but she gave it a small and very light squeeze, following while Prim walked, making sure to keep in pace, she held her cane to her side and out of the way. And smiled when Prim verbalized her excitement. She felt the warm sunlight on her skin change to a slightly cooler shade, she guess Prim had some sort of umbrella, she didn't mind at all. {Exits to Moonbucks Cafe}
When you look in the mirror and feel weak, remember, the air you breathe in fuels forest fires capable of destroying everything they touch. On the days you feel ugly, remember: diamonds are only carbon. You are so much more.
Piltover Jinx
Posted: Wed Jul 29, 2015 6:34 pm
Ｊａｓｏｎ Ｍｏｒｅｎｏｓ
'Just because I love you, doesn't mean I have to set you free, right?'
Jason continued to watch Spark and Charlie play, happy that he had a friend now. Does Jason really have any friends here? Other than Rina, there's no person he can comfortably talk to. He definitely can't go to Lillian with his problems; she has enough problems of own! Looking at Annabelle, he stared at her for a bit, wondering what he should say. There was a look of confusion that crossed his face for a second, before he brushed it off, and finally said something. "Hey, Annabelle. Let's hang out more." He said, rather bluntly. He didn't care if it came off as if he was asking her out on a date or something like that, but he wanted to hang out more. This was him putting more effort into forming a friendship. He's met people, but never called them back. Plenty of people he could have been friends with, maybe even more, but he just never contacted them. He wants to at least try with Annabelle. It's not that he's interested in her, well, romantically, he just wants to try a little harder with her since she is very nice, and Charlie and Spark have gotten fond of each other.
"It'd give Charlie and Spark more time to play, and we could get to know each other a little better." He hated awkward silence, and if they knew each other better, their conversations would be filled with at least something more than small talk. And, he wants to find someone else to hang out with other than Lillian. He's just stayed home unless she calls or texts him if he wants to meet up. There's nothing wrong with the blonde mother at all, he just needs another person to talk to. Yeah, not a want; a need.
'Just because I love you, doesn't mean I have to set you free, right?'
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Annabelle smiled as she watched the puppies playing, but it didn't seem like Charlie was going to be able to catch up with Spark. She was happy that Charlie had a friend of her own. Even if she couldn't really say the same for herself, but there was no use in lingering over that and making herself depressed. The red head was then pulled away from her thoughts by the sound of Jason's voice. "Huh?" She said as she hadn't realized what he had said at first. When it finally clicked him her head, she then smiled a little bit. "Yeah. That would be nice." She said, blushing just a little bit. She was assuming that he meant hanging out as friends, considering she wasn't actively looking for a boyfriend despite having gone on the blind date. She needed to make 'friend' friends first.
The red head then looked over at him again and smiled a bit. "Yeah." She said, rubbing her arm a little. It would be good for her to make a friend. If she went around telling people that her only friend was a puppy, people would probably look at her like she was nuts!
Celeste had some what of a smile on her face. She was meeting up with Vellan again. They hade agreed to meet at the park in the upper part of town. She felt so different. They had agreed to go tour the town together and he had made her feel like she was beautiful even with the scars. She wore a dress but decided not to wear a jacket because for one thing it was too warm for it the second it was for the first time that she felt like not covering up her back all the way. She sat down on a park bench and waited for Vellan to arrive. As she did she began to hum and then it turned into a song with words that she made up.
☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪
"............In reality the past has changed me."
money: $200
Krylancelo Mooncrest
Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2015 9:33 pm
☪.｡.: Vellan Brightblade :.｡. ☪
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PrincessLeafra
Vellan walked around the park taking in all the sights and waving at kids as they ran past playing. He grinned, he couldn't help but be happy. He and Celeste were gonna go out and scout the town together. Vellan smiled and made sure his jacket was nice and pressed, he even left his weapons at home. Maybe she was a good impression on him so that he wouldn't always be on edge. Smiling again his ears perked up when he heard singing and moved quietly as he slipped through the park. Vellan found the source and smiled as he saw Celeste singing, moving up behind her quietly he floated up and a bit and landed next to her softly his legs taking a seating position so that when his butt touched the seat he was already comfortable. "Hello Celeste."
Celeste jumped a little bit when Vellan sat next to her and said hello. She had a smile though. "Vellan....I....um hello." She could not scold him for sneaking up on her like that. She stretched due to being stiff from sitting for a while. "So um after you told me about the legend of this place I did a little research I found out that you have to go through several trials to reach this the special orchard where this special fruit grows. Enough about this whole legend thing where did you want to go first? I am up for anything really even just sitting here for a while is fine with me." She looked at Vellan the smile on her face was bigger than it was the day before. She waited for the vampire to respond.
☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪☪
"............In reality the past has changed me."
money: $200
Krylancelo Mooncrest
Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2015 8:58 am
Persephone Abella
Persephone wondered the park holding her a big black case.She continued to walk admiring how everyone she saw were smiling this of course made her smile. She stopped where she thought was the center of the park, She unzipped the case and gently pulled out a cello She sat on a bench and dropped a hat on the ground. She wasn't really playing for money and she could care less what she wanted to do was play. She took a deep breathe and closed her eyes hearing the children laugh in the background. Than she begun to play a song she had heard on the radio.
You loved him like a mouthful of whiskey. He numbed your lips,
He had just arrived to this town. Well no, that wasn't quiet true, he had been meandering around the same area in this town for a while but he had just gotten a house and applied for a job, he intended to stay. It took him 17 years but he had finally gotten it through his thick skull that what he was doing before then.. he cant do that anymore. His life was now frail, he needed to be more careful more- more human. He closed his eyes and inhaled sharply through his nose exhaling through and open mouth. He ran a hand through dark, tousled before digging into his pockets and pulling out a pack of cigarettes. He hated them really and if it wasn't for the fact that whatever power he had left healed him they probably would have killed him a long time ago yet despite this he pulled one out of the box, sticks one end into his mouth and holds a fire to the other before taking a drag of it. He sighs out thick smoke, oddly content. Curat, who is currently curled around his neck sleeping, makes a whining noise and buries his nose into the junction where Aaron's shoulder meets his neck and goes back to peaceful sleep.
Aaron kept walking, ignoring the cat's complains. he had eventually made his way into a park, big beautiful tree stood tall. Nice pink smelling petals fell to the floor and when ever the wind picked up the followed it, twirling together like a practiced dance and Aaron stood to admire it. He stood in the middle of the walkway, head tilted back to gaze upon the trees, cigarette hanging ideally between his mouth and smoke lolling its way out the odd end.
As well as your heart. And like bourbon, he burned the whole way down.
Lysander tousled his blond locks with a heavy sigh. He had a semi-rough past couple of days with his sister anxiously waiting for her ex-lover to get back from wherever his friend has whisked him away too. It was a good thing he hadn’t mentioned that to her when it was just the two of them, otherwise she might have marched her way over there and stolen him back. Geeze! How did he handle being her brother? In fact, how did anyone handle being close to her in any way? She was more a handful than any child could ever hope to be. Running his hands down his face, he sighed again as he remembered that he needed to get ahold of one of his buddies in the music business for her. Ah well, he’d do that another day! It wasn’t an obligation, despite how much he knew how much it meant to her to get her music out there. Other than the drama with his neighbor and sister, he was actually feeling pretty good for once! After taking Rina’s virginity, going all night, he was feeling rather peppy in fact! It felt like it had been a rather long time since he was feeling so good. With Kaito gone from his life, he really was having trouble trying to figure out where his life was heading, but for once he was feeling alright enough to just let his day unfold for himself.
With his hands in his pockets and sweater billowing with the bit of wind, the blond wasn’t really paying attention where he was going. Now with his head clear, he was able to really think about his terrible drunken choice and the pain his sister was going through without his own business messing with his thoughts. However, because he wasn’t paying attention to anything around him and staring down at his feet, he bumped into something, colliding shoulders and hitting his in such a way that it actually hurt. “Geeze!” he hissed softly as he rubbed his shoulder while looking over to the man he had run into. “Sorry about that man, wasn’t paying attention to where I was going.”
You loved him like a mouthful of whiskey. He numbed your lips,
He had been rather enjoying himself, watching the petals fall and seeing the sky in between the trees kinda reminding him of flying. A deep frown overtook his features at this thought so he inhaled, filling his lungs with smoke, leaving it there till it burned then blowing it out his nose. He missed flying, he missed hearing people pray to him, he missed being him. He woke up almost every morning in a panic. Almost everyday he has an existential crisis because this body isn't his! This body was made for him and inside is light and power and now that's its gone.. well he doesn't know. Curat vibrated on his shoulder, purring in his sleep. It was oddly calming but Aaron had yet to pry his eyes from the sky. He slipped his hands into his pockets and stared, taking another drag of the cancer stick between full pink lips and let the smoke settle in his lungs for as long as his body would allow. As he exhaled something ran into him. It didn't bother him all to much he just jerked forward a little, feet firmly rooted to the floor under him but it did wake up Curat. Aaron's not sure but he's thinks the cat got his tail smashed and the ball of black and dark purple fur jolted awake, three eyes opening wide. His back arched and fur rose followed with long dark purple spike along his spin and he hissed at the man who was apologizing for running into them. Aaron used his tongue to move the cigarette to the corner of his mouth. "Calm down, it wasn't that bad." But that cat only hissed again, this time at him, before jumping off his shoulders and running off down they walkways, the bell on his collar jingling with ever step even once out of sight. Aaron sighed and turned to look at the man who had bumped into him. "No need to apologize, mistakes happen." He explained as blue eyes flickered over the mans body only to rest on the shoulder he was squeezing. "Are you injured?" He asked, tilting his head acutely to the side and removing his hands from his pockets only to remove the cigarette and toss it to the floor, smothering it with the bottom of his shoe.
As well as your heart. And like bourbon, he burned the whole way down.
[[OoC-Sorry fixed some spelling errors they where bugging me.]]
Lysander blinked stupidly at the...cat? What kind of animal was that?! Shaking his head once the thing was gone, he shifted his gaze back to the man he had accidentally run into. He was just full of that lately, wasn’t he? “Uh...Yeah, yeah I’m fine,” he replied as he shook off the man’s concern. “Is there some way I can make it up to you? Ya know, for running into you.” The blonde rubbed at the back of his head with a sigh. What was he supposed to do now though? He’d been out with someone almost everyday this week! Or at the very least, had someone over. Well, he supposed he didn’t have to take the guy home...Who was he kidding? That was probably how it was going to end up, given the semi-shitty few weeks he’s been having. Surprisingly, despite how little they still interact, the only person he’d really seen was Ty. Now they were somewhat on better terms, at least to the point that neither of them got hot headed at the mere sight of the other. They were able to talk and chat and work up to the annoyed part. “By the way, uh…” he leaned over a little, looking in the direction of the...Weird cat thing. “What the ******** was that thing?”
GMassacre
Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 10:09 pm
"What kind of Angel is he?" "A broken one..."
Curat
The Lady Gatekeeper
«Aaron❝Noctua❞Murdock» || Profile || Single || Ex-Angel || Doctor || Attire || With-[Curat] || Currency-[1,000] || Feeling-[Normal] ||
You loved him like a mouthful of whiskey. He numbed your lips,
He felt a little better when the blonde told him he was alright, just generally glad he wasn't injured. He moved his shoe off of the cigarette butt and looked now to make sure it was fully extinguished, which it was. He looked back up when the blonde spoke again and tilted his head acutely to the right. There was nothing to make up, all he had done was bump into him. His eye brows drew together and he took a quick look of the man, not so slyly looking him up and down. "Uhh." He rubbed at the back of his neck a moment and cleared his throat. "I do not know, I was thinking of getting food, would you like to accompany?" Once the words left his mouth he wanted to take them back. For no real reason other than the fact that the guy had, literally, just bumped into him and also he could tell the thing was a demon so there was no reason to trust him. He frowned a little and dug his hands into his pockets. "Oh." He looked over his shoulder when the blonde asked about Curat. "That is Curat. He's my pet. Please do not mind him he tends to be rather rude when he wakes up." He said, turning back to The man offering a small smile. Curat was still hiding somewhere, likely under a bench or behind a tree but Aaron new he'd come back over sooner then later. "Ah, yeah by the way. I'm Aaron." He held out his hand now to better formalizes his introduction
As well as your heart. And like bourbon, he burned the whole way down.
