Dante Rose Black
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Slytherin Student
Goodnight love I'll see you when my eyes open
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Post by Dante Rose Black on Jan 1, 2006 6:19:03 GMT
this is open to all i think we all know who i want to post here... She thought of him day and night, when she lay wake at night her thoughts were invaded by his cruel voice. But her feelings never changed. As much as he seemed just not to care she couldn't change her thoughts no matter how cruel he was. I can't remember the last time you cared about anything the last time you allowed yourself to be seen Whenever she was around him, or heard about him even dreamed about him. She always thought there was something about him that seemed different than the act he put on something almost human. so pretentious your lies unrelenting disguise creating tears in your eyes your mind withers and dies pretending to be something you are not And there were sometimes she felt sorry for him in the service of such a strange master. A master she doubted even cared if he lived or died. She wasn't even sure if he knew who he was anymore. somewhere in the middle you are now caught you've never seen who you really are. She knew he was strong though if she had been in his position she would have given up a long time ago. He was treated so cruelly had had she had been where he stood she would have broken down into tears long ago. He seemed to live a lie, just patiently for death to come. No life breathes in you all the time you laugh you wait you cry no part of your life is true all the time your life passes you by She shudder at the thought of the hopelessness he must feel at times. She couldn't live her life like that she could never be that strong, She felt like crying for him for him because some how she doubted he ever did but she would...for him. He gave everything to his master and it didn't seem right that he had to live like some wild animal, it seemed nobody stepped in to consider the other side of him. I don't ever want to see I don't ever want to be like you, Hollow Man I don't care what you give Hollow man you can't live like this She wondered what he was truly like behind his tough exterior. Behind his loud booming roar of a voice was there a small quiet whisper that spoke words no one could hear. And did he remember the small, blind sickly Slytherin girl that had tried her hardest to help him to try to save him from the wrath of the others that night of there meeting? Did he even care. She sighed in frustration. Your voice is just a whisper you call upon your blank thoughts as you try to fit in where you missed her you missed the chance to stop living a lie
She stopped to enjoy the slight breeze that past through the forest. What had tempted her to this place she didn't know yet here she was. With a sigh she realized she was going to have quiet a time finding her way her way out the maze of trees and small shrubs. So she stood contemplating how she was going to get out and the hollowman Fenris. "Fenris I knew you were going to get me in trouble and it looks like you have." She said quietly sitting down against a tree. She cursed her blindness and her limited magical abilities. "Fenris...Hollowman why do I even bother about thinking of you your so confusing." She was freezing and she was lost all because of him. She felt tears welling up and she knew it wasn't because she was lost they were for him. "Fenris" Dante muttered burying her face in her arms and bringing her knees to her body to keep warm. She cried silently.
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Tacitus
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Forest Lycan
Don't Watch Your Back, I'll Get You From The Front
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Post by Tacitus on Jan 2, 2006 18:39:19 GMT
“My, my, my… Seems as though big wolfie boy has his own little fan club started, how nice,” Came a smooth, deep voice from the depths of the forest, booming and echoing around where the Slytherin girl was seated. “Why do you cry for him so, pet? Do you not know the fun he has hurting people? I do, I’ve been there to see with my own eyes, the joy that comes from pain. Such a wonderful thing others pain is…I helped him cause it, too.. .With another as well… You should have seen the havoc we wreaked”
The shadows cast by the trees slid across his face as he moved towards the girl, his eyes staring past her, to where she had entered the forest from. “What amuses me though, pet, is that you wandered into the forest, and now you sit, weeping, speaking to yourself about how you knew he would get you into trouble… Where it was your own stupidity that brought you this deep into here, blind or not, one would suppose you‘d figure out where you were headed when you felt all the trees, roots, and such,” His voice had a taunting tone to it, one could easily tell he was enjoying himself already.
Running a hand through his spiked blonde hair, Tacitus let said hand fall back to his side, before burying it in his black dusters pocket. Along with wearing his duster, he had on a tight crimson red shirt, a pair of rather tight-looking black jeans, and a pair of clunky black army boots.
Letting his sparkling blue eyes rest upon the girl, he smiled slightly, “You humans… I shall never understand… Is no one threatened by the Forest anymore? Is it not Forbidden for a reason? I could crush your skull right now if I so wished, does that not scare you?”
Wrapping one hand around the top of his arm, Tacitus focused his attention on his hand, furrowing his brow slightly. After a few moments, a sickening splitting sound went about, and he held up his hand to examine it. He had sprouted large claws and some fur on said hand.
Wiggling his claws around slightly, he calmly walked over to the girl, “Well, pet, maybe your beloved Fenris will show up and help you?” Using his non-clawed hand to tilt her head back, Tacitus studied her face briefly, slowly running a claw across the thin skin of her face, then slowly bringing it down her neck, “You know pet, if I slipped right now, it would be rather unfortunate for you, wouldn’t it?”
As his claw went over her collar bone, he dug down lightly, just enough to make deep crimson liquid spill from the small wound, “Oops,” Lifting his claw to his mouth, Tacitus licked it clean, his eyes clouding over at the taste.
Using three claws now, the blonde lycan slowly drug them down her arm, leaving deep gashes as he went. Grabbing onto her now cut arm with his free hand, he pulled the girl up to her feet. Running a claw over the thin flesh of her wrist, he watched happily as blood poured from it, “Wow, that looks kind of painful,”
Tightening his grip on her bleeding wrist, he lifted her straight from the ground, dangling her a few feet above her normal height, “You know, you’ve come into my home uninvited… That was not wise… Us Lycans are very big on our territory.”
Slowly pushing his claws deep into her gut now, he laughed slightly as the warm liquid spread onto his fingers. Looking up at her to watch her reaction, he squeezed his hand roughly over her bleeding wrist, his thumb nearly entering the wound from the force.
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Dante Rose Black
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Slytherin Student
Goodnight love I'll see you when my eyes open
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Post by Dante Rose Black on Jan 3, 2006 1:41:30 GMT
"Do you think I care weather you kill me or not, I don't know who you are and I could really care less, and I'm not a part of his fan club." She breathed. She couldn't see him of coarse but her blind eyes were open and she faced him. She could feel the blood running down her more than likely staining her kimono. "You want to kill me...well that is the best gift you can give me and you can do what you wish, just know this and don't mock me, I would welcome what you could give me rather than live in that castle and be ridiculed and put down for being a disgrace." It was past Dante's current thinking ability to comprehend why she had said that but it seemed fitting for some strange reason. But he was making her mad, she didn't quiet fancy having her insides ripped out. "As for Fenris don't pretend to think you know what my thoughts about him are and I know he loves pain hes injured many people I know, but I know his past and well he was like me before he became a murder...anyway i would like to know who you are seeing as you are more than likely going to kill me." She felt colder than she had before and her breathing was labored. She was really going to die she was finally going to stop suffering, this man this lycan was going to kill her she wasn't going to die like she thought she had. Her wish had come true. "And finally sir I wish to thank you for your kindness, for you have spared me from a most horrible death I'm in your debt."She would've given him a small bow but she was currently in a lot of pain.
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Anactoria
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Nymph
Light prevails, even through the darkest of hours.
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Post by Anactoria on Jan 3, 2006 2:59:54 GMT
Yawning loudly, the nymph stretched out her body and listened to her sore bones and muscles crack. She began to wonder how long she'd slept for this time- just a night, or a few centuries? It only felt like one night to her, but she didn't exactly have the most reliable timetable. Her back cracked loudly as she arched it like a cat, her black hair falling into her face in messy clumps. Whoever said living in a tree did a lot for your complexion and general beauty, Ana would be sure to argue that sure the hell wasn't true. She thought about and quickly dismissed the idea of going off to live in the Faerie Realm. They were such a bunch of pansys, flitting around and saving the day like they were little bringers of joy and miracles.
Miracles. She snorted, it had been a while since she'd seen one of those. They seemed to be in short supply around here, especially since all those darn lycans had decided to crown themselves king of the woods. So disrespectful towards the other creatures, such as herself, that happened to call the forest home. Lately she had hardly been able to find a moment's peace- the place had been so overrun with lycans causing trouble and messing with the students. For once she just wished things would go back to the way they were. A few select lycans living here in peace. Or maybe not even peace. They could make as much trouble as they wanted, in her opinon, just so long as they took it elsewhere!
Relacing her corset and then tying back her hair, she suddenly heard the sound of someone...crying. It made her curious, actually, for the first time in a while. She rarely wondered about the stupid students who wandered in here, but she figured that it wouldn't cause much harm if she did one good deed for the day. Once her wings were properly stretched, she took off, headed in the direction from which it sounded like the noises were coming from. However, the foliage was so thick that she had trouble getting down to the ground. Stray branches kept picking at her dress and making it nearly impossible for her not to rip it in a few places.
"Ah..." She said, making her landing carefully so as not to harm her bare feet. "Another arrogant lycan. Y'know, I've grown really sick of your kind. Incase you haven't noticed, this isn't the Lycan Forest. As a matter of fact, it is your territory, but only because the rest of us creatures share it with you brutes."
The nymph paused for a moment, taking the time to circle around the girl and grow, perhaps, dangerously close to the male lycan that she was addressing. Upon examining the girl's eyes, she was rather shocked to discover that she was blind. Interesting. So now the lycans dared to pick upon little blind weak girls. Could they no longer seek out stronger prey? It was pitiful, in her eyes. Absolutely pitiful. While she too was angered at the girl's trespassing, she was more angered at how goddamn conceited the lycan in front of her was.
"So." She continued, glancing up at the lycan with a cocky look in her eyes. "Give me three reason why I shouldn't stop your little game, right here, right now. Because I've got better things to do with this day then to go around playing policeman for a bunch of misbehaving dogs who seem to think that every bit of flesh that wanders into the forest belongs to them."
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