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Post by Isabelle-Marie Cantell on Sept 30, 2007 14:24:24 GMT -5
A young witch needed to ecape. Her mind was going to suicide again, and she needed a break. She'd get drunk and faint, as usual. She came to the place in the corridor, and said the usual:
"I need a place to lose my urges"
In she walked, to the normal setting. A Liqor cabinet, a cot, and untoxicators for when she awoke. Her footsteps were had and hallow, as she walked to the cabinet. It was older with glass doors that she slid open.
She stopped herself. What was she doing? Why diddn't she just end it all now.....
ooc: TERRIBALE! BLEH!
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Post by howl [jaslin] on Sept 30, 2007 14:30:13 GMT -5
Howl...Wandering was a good thing to do when you had nothing else. It kept your mind off things, things you did not want to think about. That was what he was doing. He felt as if that was all he could do here, why bother go to class? They could not send him home if he did not have a home to go back too. Sighing he pushed open a random door, there was barely anything in it. Just a girl and a cabinet, he had no idea. He was never much into the magic stuff. The professors said he had potenital. He did not see it. He just stood there, looking at her exposed throat...Holding himself back against the doorway, not wanting to get closer. What was she doing? And why did she smell so different?
Howl...
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Post by Isabelle-Marie Cantell on Sept 30, 2007 14:35:58 GMT -5
a long creek was heard from the door, but may payed no attention. She heard no feet enter or anyone speak. She stayed, not moving, and turned slowly, knowin someone was there.
May did not smile as she saw the wizard. He had dark hair and his eyes...... He was diffrent. May took a step back, but said nothing.
A moment of looking showed Syltherian rodes, and a wierd expression. She wasn't sure about him...he seemed so odd.
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Post by howl [jaslin] on Sept 30, 2007 14:41:09 GMT -5
Howl...He stood there, right in the doorway, students passing behind him. She smelled so...wonderful, like something he could already taste without a bite. He had not fed for a day, since he arrived last night, and that was a big mistake. His piercing eyes did not change as she looked around and stood there, backed up. His arms were limb at his sides. His green and black robe flowed down to the ground and his hair fell into his right eye. He just watched her, as a person, as prey. The wizard did not move. Communication was not something he did on a normal basis, and it was not going to start now with this one girl. He held his breath, the pain taking over his senses, he had to stay here until he could get away without looking suspisious. He had too concentrate...
Howl...
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Post by Isabelle-Marie Cantell on Sept 30, 2007 14:51:50 GMT -5
She was frighted. She wanted to break the ice somehow. He seemed odd. But that was ok.
"Hello" It was mostly a hiss, purly saying, "Who are you?" She stood her ground, not wanting to seem scared. He looked so hot standing there. She wanted tot be kinder, and to be nice to him. But she wasn't and she was happy.
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Post by howl [jaslin] on Sept 30, 2007 14:58:18 GMT -5
Howl...He closed his eyes for a few moments until hearing her words. He opened them up slowly and continued to just look at her. That was all he did, he did not move, he did not breathe. He swallowed hard, trying to clear his senses. He pursed his lips as she spoke. She was just an ordinary witch, he had to keep telling himself that. He had to get out of here before making a stupid mistake and being thrown into the shadows from the school. He made eye contact, looking into her eyes, deep, trying to read her. What the heck was she doing here? He sighed, he might as well play along until he could escape, he was feeling generous today anyway. He could be kind for a couple minutes of his life, before becoming an ass again.
''Howl.''
He spoke quietly so the other students did not hear him. He did not want to become the new chat of the school, that a new guy was here in the middle of the year. Where had he come from? Why was he hear? Was he good at magic? He did not want any of that crap, he just wanted to get through his life...Without killing anyone, if he could help it that is.
Howl...
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Post by Isabelle-Marie Cantell on Sept 30, 2007 15:13:35 GMT -5
'May' was all she said, looking at him. 'Come in more." she said, and ran her fingers though her long. blonde hair.
She relized she was flirting! And why? She wasn't sure.
ooc: museless.
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Post by howl [jaslin] on Sept 30, 2007 15:21:11 GMT -5
Howl...Howl pushed back on his heel. He took a deep breath, his body and mind pushing him to go in, close the door and take her. The sweet temptation. No. No, he couldn't. His throat was burning with desire. Just one taste, just one thought and dream with her in it. No! Stop it you fucking idiot He yelled at himself. He put his hand on the frame of the door and grabbed it for support. His inhuman like strength advantage of him, the old oak would cracking and crumpling under his grasp. He let go, his eyes still the same, deep set anger exposed in them. He pushed hard, and dug his heals into the ground, and then turned and walked down the hallway. He swiftly walked in between slower bodies, trying to get away from all the scents. But whenever he fed, after he fed...He was vicious and cruel. He grew weaker and kind when he did not taste the sensations through his throat, but he needed it. He needed it now...
Howl...
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Post by Isabelle-Marie Cantell on Sept 30, 2007 15:59:00 GMT -5
He seemed stressed...very stressed. And ithurt her when he left. She was down the hall after him. why was he running? Every one turned and looked at her as she flew by, almost running,
ooc: not one g2g
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