A Sunset and Company

[Maí Lé Rosà]

The light of the day had soaked through the pores of the demoness' skin as she sat motionless, watching the burning orb of light drift slowly across the sky. The sun. She never had enjoyed the sun much, until the morning it pulled her from what could have been a never-ending sleep. Death. She never had enjoyed Death much, it was too rough around the edges.

For hours now, she'd remained a statue among statues, her slim legs dangling over the left shoulder of a tall angel who marked someone's grave. Her laced boots shone dimly in the falling sun, as did her glassy scarlet eyes, set on the firey ball of hope to so many. The bringer of morning, new beginnings, and the thief of daylight.

Mai's long ivory tresses were draped over one shoulder, flying northerly at their tips in the occasional breeze. Her pale skin looked powder soft, as though one could touch it and leave an indentation in her smooth complexion of unreadable beauty. And those lips, plump cherry-red lips, parting to inhale the sweet flavours of the coming night. The night she had been waiting all day for.

Dressed in her black dress and corsét, all adorned in crimson lace and ribbons, the demoness kept her spiderlike fingers braced gently on the head of the angel, moving her warm flesh over it's cold, stone forehead every now and then. As the sun sank on the horizon, a display of bright gold, red, and other autumn hues swept over the sky, reflecting in her eyes and sending them a world apart from this one.

Stone-still angel,
Touched by love,
Intoxicating beauty,
Magic's black dove...

[Telah]

Nothing could keep this Half-Demon away from the graveyard. The morbid Aura made him was more and more every time he came. He would even attend the occasional funeral just for the joy that was brought to him by other peoples missory. No one seems to be weaping today though, on the contrary it seemed as though someone was sitting on a head stone happly.

The demons long white hair blew in the wind for a minute as he stay still, watching the girl. The twilight would soon be upon them, this would be obvious to even a blind man as the sent of the cool, Crisp, Autum air was a dead give away. He would have to move closer to see the girl now as the light from the area was fading fast.

The grass gentally crunched under his feet as he slowly made his was to the girl. Slowly he crept to her until her was only a few feet away. "Hello my dear, what are you doing wandering the graveyard at this hour." He asked her menicingly.

It was getting cold now, he could see his breath but he was seeing more then that he was also seeing that the woman that stood before him was not normal. Could she be a Demoness? He though to himself as he stared at her. If she was it would prove to be an intresting convorsation, if not he would have no problem toying with another human.

The wind had stoped now and his long flowing white hair stood perfactly still, and his red orange eyes glistened in the twilight as he awaited a response from the girl.

OOC : How is this post wise? Oh and apparently spell check will not work on a my upstairs compter, it might be way to slow oh well I will spell check it in word tomarow.

[Maí Lé Rosà]

{ooc}: It's alright, but you still need to work on it. Make sure you do spell check it, it'll make it a lot easier to read. A pointer: Mai wasn't saying those four lines in italics, if she was, I would have written that she was. Perhaps you should edit the parts of your post referring to that. Mai hasn't spoken a word since her Death. No hard feelings.

[Telah]

OOC: Never mind the pm I just modifyed it but im really tired so im goin to go to bed night night

Oh and ps why hasnt Mia spoken a word sence her death and how long has that been in comparison to when you first started with her on mh?

[Z]

Z walked through the grass, barely picking his feet up. His white T-Shirt was as clear as the sky, as it reflected the fading sun. His jeans went below his feet as they were dragged in the grass. His black hair swayed in the slight wind. As he walked through the field he reached the graveyard.

Dying slowly in a world of death,
Awaken from your deadly sleep,
Return again and give you call

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Z stood quietly and watch the grass sway in the breeze. He slowly walked into the graveyard, somehow feeling as though he needed to. He was almost at the Angel Statue where two people stand, and froze. He admired the two people carefully, being anxious to know who it was.

The bright light fades away,
yet your beauty never does,
as beautiful as the angel of death

One was a beautiful girl who had long white hair. She sat on an Angel Statue that lay over a grave. She stared at the sun as it drifted throughout the sky and night came. He stared at the girl for what seemed an eternity, and finnaly took his Icy glare off of the beautiful girl.

Beauty from sight,
love and death alike,
fade away with the sunlight

Another was a boy, who also had long hair. For a second, Z wondered if they could be siblings, but then the thought perished from his mind. He watched as the boy spoke to the girl, Z could make out the words he was saying, but just barely. He turned his head and stared at the Horizon for a minute.

Making way through death-covered grounds,
as you feel death catch your skin,
your soul drifts apart

Z started to walk towards the duo, approching the boy first. He walked up to him and examined him. He then again thought they might be siblings, but the thought once again perished. " Hello." he said simply, his icy voice ringing throughout the graveyard. He then turned to the girl.

Float with death through death-stained grounds,
and never notice him,
yet you feel him on your skin

He bowed slightly as he met the girls gaze, and stood up. " Hello, Mi'lady." he said simply. Once again his Icy voice rang throughout the Graveyard. Yet this time, it had a smooth tone to it. He awaited the girl to say something, and stood quietly amognst the two.

Ooc: Whoa, I wrote that?^^[/color]

[Maí Lé Rosà]

{ooc}: Yes, yes you did. ^. ~

{bic}: Mai kept her ruby-red gaze on the dipping sun as it waved goodbye to her over the horizon, scraping it's long golden fingers across the earth, holding on as though it was being replaced, forever. As it's final rays diminished like the light around a Faerie when it dies, Mai slowly turned to glance over her shoulder, and right on cue, was the moon, rising slower than slow to illuminate the graveyard with a ghostly glow.

A whistle of cool wind brushed past her ear, and she closed her eyes, shivering a moment, before turning back around to meet the no doubt insecure eyes of the young man who dared speak to her in such a menacing tone. She would have asked him why it was his concern in the first place, but she didn't. She couldn't. She wouldn't...

Instead she narrowed her gaze ever so slightly on the verge of silently saying 'show some respect', as a silver spark in her eye threatened to engulf her irises and show him her emotional side. She met his orange-eyed gaze hard, and not a feature on her face moved. For a few moments they just sat there, staring eye to eye, each clearly thinking different thoughts, one clearly holding hidden intentions.

Despite what he thought, there would be no conversation.
Scrap that. There would be no conversation on her part, for there may have been conversation in general as she heard the voice of another young man. Clad in casual wear with jet-black hair, something sincerely poetic about him too. Or perhaps that was just the clear chill in his voice.

The demoness studied him for a moment, then returned the bow with a delicate smile on a moon-kissed, ethereal face. Her scarlet eyes seemed a lot darker now that the moon, the only source of light, shone behind her. Why, she could have almost passed for something supernatural, or from another world. The moon often revealed truths.

Mai tucked her ivory tresses behind her ear, away from her cheek, and slowly, the sharpest nail on her right hand began to carve something right into the stone of the angel's forehead.

Maí Lé Rosà

Was what it ended up saying, and she looked back to the two boys once this was done. The angel looked somewhat sadistic now, more jesus-like, with a name that held so much romantic disaster encarved into lé head. Mai tilted her head slightly and pointed to fingers at the boys with a questioning look, obviously asking what their names were.

[Z]

OOC: O.o...

I think I made an 'Oopsies' Does Mai have White/Silver hair.

IF she Does: Kudos to us: we are the white/silver hair gang

If not: I must edit my post.

[Telah]

This girl she has to be a Demon to have talons like that, the Half-Demon though to him self as he looked at what the girl had carved into the stone angle. "So your names Mai La Rose, is it." He said mockingly.

Then it hit him why would she carve something in stone, was she mute? "Whats the matter cat got your tongue." He laughed and then turned him attention to the boy. "And what are you doing here boy this is a place for the spirits, depressed, or morning." He then paused for a minute and a crooked smile appeared on his face. "Or those who have been through hell and back." He said referring to himself and quite possibly the woman next to him.

What was up with the wind today it would blow hard for a moment and then totally stop. The boy though as the wind once again rushed through his hair. It was a eary wind, it made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. Maybe it was all in his imagination or maybe it was something else. From the corner of his eye he noticed that the grass wasn't moving from the wind, it was perfectly still. This was a strange place, a strange place indeed he though to himself as he looked back up at the other and waited for a reply from the boy, as he doubted he would get one from the girl.

OOC: Sorry for the crappy post, I just havnt been in a psoting mood latly.

[Z]

Z smirked as the boy spoke to the girl. "Tsk, Tsk, Tsk." he said to the boy quietly. Sensing that the girl was a demon, he spoke again. "Soon the demon will have your heart." again he smirked as he closed his eyes. His hair swayed in the wind again as he stood still. Then he answered the boys question.

"Theres worse things than Hell."

He spoke quietly, with his eyes still closed. As he opened his eyes, he turned his attention towards the girl. "Hello, Miss Maí Lé Rosà. That is a beautiful name you have." he said, as he sat on the ground. He awaited a word from the other boy, and sat still.

OOC: GAH! SOOOO Sorry for teh uber sucky post! Theres nothing to really describe. Sorry again!-hits self with moniter-Um...Oops?

[Telah]

-Bump-

*pokes Mai* Its your turn dear.

[Maí Lé Rosà]

{ooc}: I'm so so sorry for the delayed reply. Mai has creamy-white hair. And Z, there's always something to describe, you just have to find it. ^. ~

{bic}: Mai sat scraping the stone from under her long, sharp nails, as the boys so gently squabbled with each other below. She was much too tired to put on any kind of show, and so she simply slid both legs by one shoulder of the angel and slipped off it, landing on strong heels as the skirts of her dress flew just high enough to flash a garter strap, before floating down snug by her thighs.

At the first boy's comment on a cat having her tongue, Mai proceeded to crack each joint in her slim fingers, ignoring him. A cold glimmer shot through the demoness' scarlet orbs as she kept her gaze fixed on her powder-white skin, listening to the vain comment of the boy about himself having been through Hell and back. A chuckle parted her lips. Had he been through Hell, he wouldn't be using it's name with such ease, and at the other boy's comment on things far worse than Hell, the demoness cocked a brow and raised her gaze to him.

She flickered her lashes swiftly in a show of thanks to his compliment on her name; she wasn't one to pass off compliments like rubbish. Suddenly, she spoke, possibly surprising the both of them with the authoritive grace of her tone, the impeccable charm in her melodic speech, and the smooth blow of her wise and clever words.

"I find it amusing that the both of you strive so hard to impress me." She let it hang there for the moment, before softly pressing her finger to Telah's cheek and drawing blood down his jawline. "You mock my name, yet I have learnt more about the both of you in the last five minutes than the two of you might learn of me in a lifetime. And I, my dear, have not said a word before now." She smirked, removing her nail from his flesh and swivelling to face the other.

"And you compliment me, and state there are far worse things than Hell, yet your scent reveals mortality. You couldn't possibly speak of things worse than Hell, save perhaps emotion." She whispered the last, leaning dow close to him with her finger under his chin, their noses inches away from each other.

Rising, Mai stepped lazily away from the two of them and turned, resting back against the legs of the angel and crossing her arms to lay delicate eyes on the boys again. Studying each in turn, she spoke again. "Perhaps the most amusing thing about you," She raised a brow at Telah, indicating she was indeed speaking of him. "...is that you speak of a cat having my tongue, when the both of you haven't even introduced yourselves, despite my already asking for your names." She smiled a distant smile, curious to see their reactions.

[Telah]

So it seemed she was a Demoness and one to be respected at that. I may be arrogant, he though to himself, but I'm not dumb. "I'm sorry my dear for my arrogance and please excuse my rudeness I tend to get like that from time to time." He said with a fake look of remorse on his face. "As for my name its Telah, but you may address me by what ever you see fit." He hated being so proper but for some reason he decided to respect the Demoness.

The wind then blew again threw his hair ever gently as he grabbed the womans hand and gently kissed it. He did not like respecting her, or anyone for that matter but for now it seemed like they only suitable choice. "So my dear if you don't mind me asking, what brings you to a place of such sorrow this late at night." He said to her and then stood there silently awaiting a reply.

OOC: Sorry for the bad post, and oh Mia its ok that you took so long at least you repliled.

[Maí Lé Rosà]

{ooc}: Since Z hasn't replied, I'll spoil our chain of replying.

{bic}: Her garnet eyes watched him closely as he had the courage to step forward, finally introduce himself, and hook her hand in his to press his lips on it, respectfully. She smirked a dull smirk, and cocked a brow again. "You may address me as Mai." She delivered smoothly, referring to the way she preferred 'Mai' over 'my dear'. Pet names were her forté.

"Telah, apology accepted." She added faintly to his explanation, taking back her hand and tucking it back under her other arm. Her head came to rest back against the angel's legs again and she stared up at the tiny specks of light beginning to appear as stars in the sky.

"I don't find this a place of sorrow. Nor do I find dusk late." She chuckled. Perhaps she was being difficult, but it seemed everything he'd said so far she'd contradicted, and it was rather amusing to say the least. Hell, it even made her laugh. "I came here to think." She said simply, keeping her eyes on the stars. "You?" She shot back.