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Post by Darknessfalls on Oct 28, 2006 22:58:34 GMT -5
((Me either....ummm....how abbbouuuttt.....Ah, poo..I dont know..I have to think..lol))
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Post by occasionallyinsane on Nov 3, 2006 20:28:50 GMT -5
The next morning Bree awoke to the peaceful chirping of robins outside her window. She turned her head to face her dormant alarm clock and saw that it was 10:43...far past the time when she usually woke up and walked about town.
With a sigh, the Damphire woman rose soundlessly from her canopy bed and tugged off her grey silk nightgown. She replaced it with a scandalishly low-cut ivory lace blouse, a pleated, black, ankle-length skirt, simple black high-heels, and a delicate black lace shawl. Without even waking up Nat, she strode from out her front door and onto the quiet, nearly deserted street, tossing her glimmering brown locks over one shoulder.
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Post by Bloody Kiss on Nov 3, 2006 21:14:10 GMT -5
With a gorwl, a young man walked down the street, his hands stuffed in his pockets. He happened to be staring at the ground, his green eyes narrowed and pale lips puckered. He clenched his fists angrily- the nerve of some people! He wore a torn, stained blue jean jacket, and ihs red hair was touseled by the wind. His jeans were normal, with a few holes here and there, but anyone would easily avoid him. You could feel the anger and hostility just radiating off of him/
(( Hes only half vamp, so teh sun dosent bother him. ))
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Post by occasionallyinsane on Nov 3, 2006 21:19:32 GMT -5
Bree raised one delicate eyebrow, a small smile flowing across her red lips. Despite the obvious negative aura about the man, the Damphire waved regally and called out, "Hello, good sir! May I ask what ails you?"
Bree stopped in her tracks, about 2 yards from the red-haired man.
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Post by Bloody Kiss on Nov 3, 2006 21:23:10 GMT -5
The boy looked up, awnsering in a positively ferocious growl, he said,
"None of you buisiness. ma'am." he said, his voice heavy with sarcasm. His eyes flashed angrily- he didn't like people butting into his buisiness. He didn't like people, period.
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Post by occasionallyinsane on Nov 3, 2006 21:26:00 GMT -5
Bree's smile vanished--she disliked being talked to in such a way. "Excuse me, young fool, but you had best control your additude. I asked a simply question, and I expect a simple answer." She retorted, crossing her arms over her chest and frowning.
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Post by Bloody Kiss on Nov 3, 2006 21:31:22 GMT -5
"Well, I told you to butt out, lady." he said with a sneer. His green eyes were blazing- he was in no mood to be told what he could or couldn't do. He especially didn't like being called young fool. If this weren't a lady, one with obvious power, he'd jump on her right now and teach her a lesson. Of course, he couldn't do that. Instead, he bristled, obviously ticked.
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Post by occasionallyinsane on Nov 3, 2006 21:36:49 GMT -5
Bree herself was mildly agitated now. She tapped one high--heeled foot impaitently. "Hmph. Don't get fresh with me, young man, for i have had a tiring day and I certainly don't need a tounge lashing. I'm not going to leave until you apologize for you harsh words." She said, gritting her teeth behind her closed lips.
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Post by Bloody Kiss on Nov 3, 2006 21:42:31 GMT -5
"Apologize?" he spat, bristling. He didn't apologize to anyone if he didn't want to. He sneered like a cat, his emrald eyes boring into her face. "You wish, lady." he snarled, teeth glittering. He was obviously angry. He didn't like to be lectured, especially by some old lady.
(( XD Old lady.. I love how he thinks.. ))
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Post by occasionallyinsane on Nov 3, 2006 21:48:13 GMT -5
((Well, she is an "old lady"... nearing her 900's, really. ;D ))
Bree had had enough--this young buck needed to be taught a lesson. She snarled back at him, revealing a set of ivory teeth, including two frighteningly long and sharp eyeteeth. This usally scared all but the most stalwart 'young fools' away. "Would you like to say that again, boy?" She asked, her voice icy and her dark, almost midnight black, eyes twinkled with annoyance.
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Post by Bloody Kiss on Nov 5, 2006 19:36:19 GMT -5
"I said you wish, you old hag." she snarled back, his eyes glinting. He obviously ignored the complete tone of her voice- yet his held the same menace. He wasn't about to let some old wench boss him around. His orange hair was fluttered by a soft breeze, as his fists clenched. His pale skin glinted in the moonlight, and he went from a fragile young boy to a hardened, ready-to kill young adult. Growling- a deep, gulluteral(sp?) sound- he crouched back a bit as if he wsa going to strike if she said one more word. He wasn't afraid to take down a woman- if anything, willing for someone like her/
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Post by occasionallyinsane on Nov 5, 2006 20:11:06 GMT -5
Bree gave a harsh laugh. "You certainly need to work on your additude, boy...and I daresay I am not a hag." She said, her full lips twisted into a scowl. "And if you persist in this foolishness, then I shall have to teach you a lesson."
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Post by Bloody Kiss on Nov 5, 2006 20:18:12 GMT -5
"Teach me a lesson?!" he spat, licking his lips. Sneering, he added, "What're you coing to do old lady, hit me with your purse?" he flicked his head in a rebel way, as if inviting her to try and dare touch him. His upper lip was curled in a cruel smile.
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Post by occasionallyinsane on Nov 5, 2006 20:24:03 GMT -5
There was a flash of glimmering gold as Bree pulled her trusty 24 karat knife from it's place next to her ribcage, and in another second that same blade was pressed against the young man's throat.
The Damphire woman's black eyes bored into his. "I will give you a few choice cuts...I do not relish in being cruel." She replied.
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Post by Bloody Kiss on Nov 5, 2006 20:29:36 GMT -5
He spat at her face, grabbing at her wrist and wrenching it away. He spat, pulling out a small knife of his own from his boots. It was long, about the size of his elbow to his wrist, and very shap. He held it with inhuman grace, and his eyes flashed.
"Bring it on, lady." he sneered, flicking it slightly. In a quick move, he also grabbed another, one the same length, and held it in his hand. He was always one to be with two weapons instead of one. Backing away slightly, he pointed it at her.
((Err...Sorry if I'm godmoddish.... ^_^ just tell me if I am..))
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