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Post by lillystcrowe on Apr 19, 2011 15:15:25 GMT -5
Lilly smiled and followed Silver into the mansion, her eyes widening at the delicious scent in the castle. "Mmmm I smell....Humans?" She paused, confused at first, but then shrugged off the oddity of the scent. *Oh well...* She thought to herself, shrugging her shoulders dismissively.
Her eyes widened and she licked her lips unconsciously as Silver shifted to human form. She cocked her head to the side as her red eyes roamed over his form, smiling slightly. Her fangs grew slightly as she scented the blood on the knife in his back pocket, then gasped as she recognized the scent as his. She blinked slowly as she put two and two together but decided not to say anything. Instead, she slid up next to him, her small feet barely seeming to touch the floor of the mansion. Sliding her arm around his should she tilted his head towards her's with a slim finger. "Are you all right hon?" She asked sweetly, genuinley interested in his answer. Carefully, she wiped away his tear and looked up into his dark eyes.
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Post by declan on Apr 19, 2011 17:30:02 GMT -5
Saint Alistor grumbled to himself and slid inside the gate, watching the retreating from of the four carefully, eyes locked on the three females, occasionally slipping over to Silver’s wolfish form. His chains clanked and jingled as he strolled over the darkened lawns of the mansion, his bright red hair blowing in the slight breeze. He approached the mansion slowly, making sure he wasn’t going to get shot. He was enjoying the view of the three girls’ asses, all of which were swaying delightfully in front of him. He licked his lips and thanked god that he had been granted this absolutely wonderful chance at love…or at least some lust. He laughed huskily at his thoughts, toying with his amethyst amulet absentmindedly.
He arrived at the front door then, sliding inside the mansion carefully, still looking around warily, making sure there were no guns pointed at him. He let out a relieved sigh as he found there were none, and entered the living room behind the other four. He arrived there just in time to see Lilly gently wiping away a tear from the human form of the male shifter. He snarled quietly, wondering what she saw in the shifter and not him. ~Oh well~ He thought, shrugging his shoulders dismissively as he approached the two females that weren’t obsessed with the shifter. Sliding up next to the hot girl who was dressed all in black he smiled apologetically at her.
“I apologize for my words earlier; I just can’t seem to control myself around beautiful women. May I ask your name?” He smiled at her as his eyes roamed over her body, noting how the corset-style top pulled tight against her chest under her trench coat and how her skinny jeans were tightly pulled against her athletic-looking legs. ~Damn…This one…she’s sure to taste nice…~ His thoughts were instantly pulled from these images at the stern look he got from the two females. Turning to Zmey he dipped his head and spoke, his voice sure of himself. “I also apologize to you, my gorgeous creature, I promise to obey your word from now on.” He meant it too, though he was usually dominant, something about the way this female held herself that made him want to succumb to her every whim.
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Post by nyteshayde on Apr 19, 2011 22:01:29 GMT -5
She shook her head to the femme infront of her, " Later, I'd hate to have you shoot someone." She smirked slightly, but it didn't last long. Her silver eyes found the shifter who had turned back, painfully, into human form. She thought for a moment, going through the faces that had been here before, coming upon the younger version of silver. It made her time hardened heart crack just a little as she knew what he had been through. In her soft musical voice she answered both of his questions, " Yes, they were, and so were you.. In a little bit I could show you where you all stayed." She noticed the memory hurt him some, but didn't rise as Lilly had glided over to comfort him.
She noticed the werewolf though, lag behind a little bit, his eyes traveling over herself and the other two females, it brought a quiet chuckle. She listened as he apologized to Rayvenn, and she kept a straight face as he told her he'd obey her. "Good." was her ownly reply, silently telling him she accepted his apology.
Zmey began to speak, her normally quiet voice slightly louder, " Do any of you have any questions, about anything, before I begin?"
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Post by Zinriel on Apr 19, 2011 23:36:02 GMT -5
The ground shook as a man 6"7 foot in stature and broad shoulders, heavy set with muscles, darkish olive skin and white-grey hair, thunders through the forest towards the mansion with an angry mob of people in tow, the man runs through trees rather than around them, smashing the bases into splinters, he arives at the edge of the forest and turns to the mob of people, clentching his fists and screaming, the ground under the people cracks and rocks rise from the ground, then smashing back down ontop of them, burying and crushing them under a thick layer of rock, the man smirks and turns back to the mansion swining and over sized rugsack over his shoulder, walking up to the door of the masion and kicking it open the man anounces very loudly "ZED IS BACK" and smirks mischievously
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Post by darkfang on Apr 19, 2011 23:42:48 GMT -5
Rayvenn snarls at Zmey, wanting her gun back painfully. She turned and blushed unwillingly at Saint Alistor's words, telling him qquietly tp "Shut up." She then turns back towards Zmey and frowns. "Yes I have a few questions: Where am I, who are you all, and what the fuck is going on here?" She practically yelled the first one as a thunderous crashing sound made her jump and snatch the gun out of Zmey's hand, pointing it at the front door as an insainly tall creature bore down upong them, announcing his return. "Who the fuck are you?!" She was now officially on the verge of a melt down, what with bone snapping pain, werewolves hitting on her and vampires hitting on wolves, getting her gun taken by a freakish dragon girl, and now this. If this damn person decided to do anything stupid she was not about ot hesitate with shooting them...or any of them for that matter.
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Post by silver Angel on Apr 20, 2011 10:19:05 GMT -5
Silver's orbs shifted downwards and they were instantly pulled upwards when Lilly had shifted his cranium back up. At the same time Zmey's words sunk in and hit home. He turned back one hand reaching quietly for his knife, hurt and beat up mentally, "We all stayed here," he questioned to Zmey. He lets go of the knife he then had clenched, another tear dropping off his cheek as he again mentioned them. He looks back at Zmey tears now forming and he screams out, "Who was it that pulled that trigger," anger burned and he quickly went on, "I will kill that bastard."
As he had angrily emitted another person barged in, he was about to answer Lilly's question but was interupted. His bones began to crack and break. He was becoming his wolf counterpart orbs open, still somehow ignoring the pain, as his spine even began to rub and become smaller, grinding and sounding as if a brake on a roller coaster. The only sign it hurt was a subtle flinching. Soon a wolf was standing blackened orbs sitting upon the stranger.
He stood letting his hackles rise as Rayvenn seemed to be one of the first to /welcome/ him. He began moving forward, lips curling back in a mean snarl, growl sounding nasaly as a result. His audits trained completely on the stranger, silently wondering if he was friend or foe. He stayed back a few feet, as this was a fear that made him get defensive. He was tring to scare his foe back, the natural response to fear was /pretending/ you weren't afraid and then not backing down. He kept telling himself, 'I am not afraid,' silently as he waited on the really tall guys response.
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Post by lillystcrowe on Apr 20, 2011 19:27:56 GMT -5
Lilly smiled weakly, her arm finding its way to his wrist that was clenching the blood-stained knife. She sighed and shook her head, hoping he wouldn’t force her to stop him. That might not go so smoothly. She blinked and let go of him as he shifted back into his wolfish form, frowning slightly; she liked his human form. Shrugging her shoulders she dropped down to her knees and wrapped her arms around his neck, setting her small forehead to rest against his, looking into his darkened orbs. “Don’t do that love…just…talk to me…” She whispered this so that only he could hear, for some reason she had seemed to bond with this shifter; she knew what he was feeling as this had been the last place she had seen her parents…before she killed them. A small red tear flowed from her eye as she remembered this, and she closed them to prevent the others from seeing her weakness.
Her fangs burst forth from her gums as an intruder entered the house and she stood instantly, her eyes burning red as she set them upon the stranger. She stepped up next to SIlver and placed her small hand on his back, her fingers curling into his silver fur as she snarled at the stranger.
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Post by nyteshayde on Apr 20, 2011 20:58:46 GMT -5
Zmey breathed a sigh, and seemed to slither from the chair as she stood, once more her bones began to break and grind together, her ghostly frame changing, the snapping sounds of her bones echoing softly throughout her home. Skin changed to slick stiff silve fur, which rubbed the wrong way would slice through any kind of flesh. She growled, the sound becoming a gentle rumble as her frame changed. Eventually she stood, her size contained in the high ceiled room, she towered over the five, and leaned her silver head down to the intruder. " Troublesome, yes. I believe I've kicked you out of here before for your laziness.[/i]" She growled at the new male, remembering him well. And how much he'd managed to piss her off. Once more she spoke, her telepathic voice aloud. " Why have you returned?[/i]" The spined tip of her tail tapped the hard marble floor, impatient. Zmey stood infront of her new arrivals, showing she had control over it all. She was surprised though, that Alistor had done nothing so far, even though he said he'd obey, she still gave him free will. Rarely did she ever force anyone to do anything.
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Post by darkfang on Apr 21, 2011 17:10:26 GMT -5
Rayvenn continued to point her gun at the tall guy, who announced himself as Zed, even when Zmey shifted and seemed to have it all under control. "Who the fuck are you?!" She yelled again, her finger half-squeezing the trigger on her .44 Magnum Colt Anaconda. Her body began to crack but she ignored it, even as large raven wings burst forth from her back. She compleatly ignored everything except the sight on her gun.
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Post by silver Angel on Apr 21, 2011 19:46:47 GMT -5
Silver stood there finding it hard to be defensive with Lilly hugging his neck and resting her head on him. He let his audits fall over as to not be crushed and listened to her. He still thought she was odd, but calmed as Zmey seemed to have control of the situation again, it was apparent it was going to be a while before he got any answers. He was stubborn and decided to remain a wolf. He could always go back to human when everyone was sleeping to cut himself, oh how he longed to do so.
He began to think of his parents as he sat back upon his haunches finally, his hackles falling and lips returning to normal. He tries to break away from Lilly however, to hopefully search for a room he could maybe escape to, to do his deed. In his mind he remembered right where that knife was in his pocket and he was already holding it in his minds eye, though it was impossible because he was a wolf and no one had access to it at all.
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Post by lillystcrowe on Apr 24, 2011 4:26:58 GMT -5
Lilly immeadiately sensed what Silver was about to do and hissed violently. "No." The one word she spoke was full of the threat of what she was willing to do to stop him. With her mind she sent images to him to distract him. Just random images, but she hoped it would work, though she doubted it would. She watched to see what he would do, and knowing that if he tried to seclude himself and mutilate himself that she would follow. No way she would let him get away with it. Sighing, she spoke quietly to him. "If you really need to...come with me..." She got up and beckoned for him to follow her, hoping she remembered the way to her old room. She herself was desperatly hoping he would choose not to cut...she was still a bit hungry, even though she had compleatly drained her 'Papi'. She waited to see if he would follow, compleatly ignoring the intruder.
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Post by declan on Apr 24, 2011 4:34:26 GMT -5
Saint Alistor glanced at the intruder and at Rayvenn's gun, then at Zmey's dragon form. "Woah...calm down chickas..." He smiled and walked up to the tall dude, looking up at him. "Yo...I'm Saint Alistor, who the hell are you?" He said very casually, a wide grin plastered on his face. He glanced over at the two lovers in the corner and snorted, rolling his eyes before turning back to the random tall dude. He stuck out his hand and waited for the guy to take it.
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Post by Zinriel on Apr 24, 2011 5:21:13 GMT -5
Zed looks down at the small red haird man and shakes his hand in such a way that his whole body shakes, breaking off and patting him on the head softly as he walks into the room, patting Zmeys dragon fur as he walks past her, he sits on a chair, bending the frame of the chair under his stature, "this is a haven for the outcast is it not, i have become well known in the world, and well hated as well" he gestures to the giant pile of smashed rocks and blood ouside, "i require haven, my travels have been very long, it was only a matter of time before my "abilities" were noticed, i come in peace this time, i swear, i'll pull my weight, i've learnt hardships of the world, and its changed me" Zed's expression changes into a giant smile "maybe not by much, hopefully enough for you to let me stay here" he slumps lazily into the chair and it breaks, he jumps up suddenly yelling "I DIDN'T DO IT" the house shaking as he lands back on the ground
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Post by mauve on Apr 27, 2011 2:54:16 GMT -5
Out of the shade walks a young man, he glazes his dark eyes over the people that are here. He remained quite unnoticed throughout the entire ordeal, and introductions of the members. He remained quiet, watching and listening as they conversed to each other. He smirked a little as the commotion seemed to spook everyone. He learned that speaking softly whilst carrying a large stick was always a good policy...
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Post by nyteshayde on Apr 27, 2011 21:19:28 GMT -5
Zmey only sighed, resisting the urge to bite the brute who touched her, not very fond of the gesture unless the person was close to her. She began the process of resizing and changing to her ghost-like human form, facing away from the group behind her and wincing slightly as the sound of the breaking chair echoed throughout the room.
Her senses found him first, then her eyes did. Not saying a word to anyone she glided over to the Fallen Angel who patiently waited to be noticed, a smile playing across her lips as she reached him. " Hello there, what brings you here?" She quietly asked the reserved male infront of her, who reminded her much of herself at a younger age when she had to hide.
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