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Post by Anqelique Tremine on Sept 30, 2007 11:16:37 GMT -5
The witch ran. She was surpirized at herself. Lovegoods blood was on her arm, and she had taken her wand. But Anq had gone to the headmistress and gotten her wand back, and twenty points taken away. Now she was running to avoid the older sytherins picking on her, but she was sure their pissed. She had lost them so many points they were in the negatives, and expected hate. Bitu she'd hexed the goody-too-shoes halfie! They should love her! and she slowed, to pause for breath. ooc: the post were she went all Sepecorisma(sp) on addie is here " futurepatronus.proboards98.com/index.cgi?board=corridors&action=display&thread=1189344194
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Post by Zachary Lennox on Sept 30, 2007 11:44:10 GMT -5
my flower whithered between the pages two and three the once and forever bloom gone with my sins
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His step was light on the ground yet atleast he touched it today. Usually he forgot he had to try and act atleast a little human just to get past the day without any questions thrust at him. Zack hadn't feasted since three this morning and right now he felt a little drained of energy especially now his skin was paler with no fresh blood in it. He narrowed his reflective eyes, taking in the colour from the sandy stone walls, watching familiar faces. It seemed a while before he realized he had stopped and leant against the wall just listening to little snips of convosation until he actually found it unteresting. A small mutter of how pale his skin was sent him to dig his thumb nail into his skin. He had kept his nails longer than the average male before he was born into darkness, or how he called it, because he was in the process of learning the guitar. Now they stayed that length, the same as his hair it never changed not even it he cut it all off to his skull he'd just get it back. The sharp nip caused him to stop digging his thumb into the back of his wrist as he watched the blood trickle down the back of his hand and then dry and vannish, the cut heal in a matter of seconds.
He looked down to his feet at his black converses with silver lases and silver lettering on the heel saying LENNOX. He thrived on his personalized items such as his shoes, belts, underwear (actually he didn't like these much but atleast he had his name on them) and his jackets. His robes hung loosley off his body as he leant his head against the wall again. He picked up the sound of footsteps so quickly his head jarred as he turned it and he smirked quietly chuckling to himself before stepping toward the young witch. "Tremine... Heard what you did to Lovegood but next time leave it to an older student to decide if it is appropriate. Can't believe bloody Steigar didn't stop you, then again she's a mute isn't she?" He gave a small wink so quick it couldn't have been known to the human eye. Of course Melia wasn't a mute otherwise why would Frae intend on talking to her so often and he did have a past relationship with her. Although he didn't need reminding, it didn't go perticularly well...
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Post by howl [jaslin] on Sept 30, 2007 12:03:08 GMT -5
Howl... call into the night here the wings. beat.beat.beat. watch the fire. a wolf appear. don't get too close.
I Bite ---------[/center] He walked in the hallways. The pictures watching him. He pushed onward, not paying any mind to their wandering eyes. His gaze held the ground with his left hand in his pocket. He pushed through other kids, up the stairs and down what seemed endless hallway after hallway. A ghost would pass through him, he hated the invasion of his personal self. Then everything darkened in the night light. The moon shone through the windows in the dark hallway, darker then most. Tucked under one arm was a robe, he had not put it on yet, first day and all. Against his leather jacket, it looked ancient. Probably was. His plae skin almost even had a purple tone to it. He was hungry. Very hungry. He needed to feast, but he had to control himself, someone could get hurt if he wasn't careful, not that he cared, but the teachers did. This was the only place he could go.
Looking up he saw some people. Great. Just what he needed, he could not stand being aorund others and being pulled into conversations he had no part of. But then that scent. It was different, it smelled, foreign, yet so similar. He closed his eyes as he smelled the girl. Pain shot through his nose. That smell. It was intoxicating, he had smelled worse but she was right there... So close. He stopped walked and pushed toward a slant on the wall, he leaned against that, trying to gain back his control, he crossed his arms over his robe and closed his eyes, staying there. He was silent, trying not to stalk his prey. Howl...
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Post by Anqelique Tremine on Sept 30, 2007 12:15:05 GMT -5
"Lennox.... Why do you care? She just a ravenclaw." She said, and let her hair out of the pony tail. Anq found Zack nosiy, but whatever. She could care less.
Then anthor boy came over. This confused anq, but he must be a slytherian based on his robes. He came over to him, first looking at Zack,then her. It made her blood move faster, that look. She wasn't sure of this. " Who are you?"
ooc: i have t odo math so im gooning to poof!
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Post by Zachary Lennox on Sept 30, 2007 12:34:51 GMT -5
my flower whithered between the pages two and three the once and forever bloom gone with my sins
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He turned swiftly on his heels to face Anqelique and rolled his eyes before he let his face turn to the side and looke dover his shoulder. Zack sighed loudly and then turned his body. His face fell into a frown on the almost perfectly mask like skin that he harboured on his face. Zack swept back to robes covering his waist and dug his hands into the large black jean pockets. This new person reminded him of Armand for some strange reason but there was something he knew about this person he wasn't human at all. Armand and Zack were never exactly close as brothers and Zack knew why, Armand never had intrest in the fact he had siblings even Helody wasn't too keen on him. He was too busy being the muggle war expert stuck in the room with his mother yabbering on about books and grammar. Mostly now Zack had the whole manor to himself 53 acres and 10 bedrooms as well as the whole of the downstairs. Yet despite that it was awfully lonley, well obviously.
He pushed himself to try and find out more about this strange person yet nothing actually came to him which concluded his assumption. Either this was a very opaque ghost, strange creature with occulemency or someone like himself. Dispite the fact meeting another vampire who wouldn't want to kill him was thrilling Zack couldn't help but fury up at the thought that there was another being who knew what he would be like. "Because you'll blow your already thin cover, I'm not an idiot..." His late answer was grumbled barley inaudible and followed by his turning back to Anqelique. It was somewhat just reasoning to see if the 'other' could hear his quiet words and it could mean more than one thing. His eyes turned to face the outside and shifted to an almost black shade hinted with a light blue ring around his pupil. Almost oblivious to what was happening aorund him now.
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Post by howl [jaslin] on Sept 30, 2007 12:46:39 GMT -5
Howl... call into the night here the wings. beat.beat.beat. watch the fire. a wolf appear. don't get too close.
I Bite ---------[/center] His eye opened at a question. Who are you? He almost flinched but ignored and did not bother to answer, he would not get dragged into the. He looked at the back of the other stranger. He smelled so similar, Howl did not like it one bit. He pushed his hair out of his left eye with a shift of his neck, but the strands fell right back in place. He continued to watch them out of one of his eyes, still having his face directed toward the ground. One eye slightly opened, it was not that comfortable, but the moon to his back was a slight comfort. Even if it was a strange way to receive comfort. It did not do anything for him. He kept his arms crossed and heard the words, and the response from the other...
He closed his lone eye and chuckled under his breath. He could not help it, no matter how much he tried not to get involved, he always had to ease drop, and it kept his mind off of the girl that had blood rushing right underneath her skin. The veins full of blood, gushing if cut out. Stop it! Those thoughts, those thoughts did not make it any better. It just made things worse, but he had to wait here until true nightfall. Then he could sneak out of the gates and feed. That sounded so good, feeding. The warm sensations entering his body...He chuckled once more before trying to cut out all the noise and senses around him, but no matter how hard he tried, it was no use. They all just surged in, entering without a knock. Howl...
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Post by Anqelique Tremine on Sept 30, 2007 13:00:45 GMT -5
Ooc: He can bite her i dont care
Anqelique did not like him. Her skin was rosie and warm looking, and there was pale. Dead, cold pale. She didn't like him. And why diddn't he answear. She glared at him, but her big blue eyes full of confusiston. she thoug h Zack Muttered somthing,but wasn't paying much attention to him. Hot-blooded anger rose in her, but she surpressed it . She felt in rushing, her anger, though all her veins. And she was there. in a halway, with anger for no reason. She tried to clam down. With all her might. But couldn't.
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Post by howl [jaslin] on Oct 4, 2007 14:09:01 GMT -5
-deven bump bump-
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Post by Zachary Lennox on Oct 5, 2007 11:22:15 GMT -5
Free I don't get on during the week so please be patient with me I just found out my dog was put down and I'm not really in the mood to rp right now go ahead and post if you want and pretend I posted saying Zack went off because I might not be able to reply. Sorry if I sounded a little snappy/sharp it's nothing personal I'm just distraught... xx
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