Rayne
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Post by Rayne on Dec 20, 2004 15:05:40 GMT
A pure white wolf stepped into the Lycan Tunnels. The wolf looked odd, despite it's surroundings, perhaps because of the bag strapped to it's back, or perhaps because it had eyes that shifted from pink to purple in seconds.
Moving forward through the tunnel, the wolf came to a halt in what appeared to be a welcoming room of sorts. Slipping the bag off it's back the wolf moved deeper into the room. In minutes the wolf was gone, and in it's place was a girl of about 16, with long, curly, dirty blonde hair and the same shifting eyes.
Reaching into the bag the girl pulled out a long flowing skirt in a lilac color, and a light pink shirt with long transparent sleeves. Hurrying to put on her clothing, the girl then sat down beside her bag. Reaching in again she pulled out her many accessories, and began clasping the multi-colored crystal necklaces around her neck, and sliding the ever present bangles onto her wrists.
Standing up again, she debated whether to hide her lycan scent in her heavy perfume. In the end she decided to not hide her scent, it'd be safer that way. Padding barefoot over to the fireplace, she pulled out a pack of matches, lit one and tossed it in. She took comfort in the heat that blazed and soaked into her skin. She stood there, waiting for one of the tunnels to come so she could ask her questions and get some answers.
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†Amelia†
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Post by †Amelia† on Dec 20, 2004 15:58:23 GMT
"hi there" came a quiet, soft voice from behind the girl.
"So I see you came, welcome!" Amelia appeared beside Rayne now and smiled.
"Morgana and Sealla should be around somewhere...you will need to speak to them....I'm so glad you decided to come"
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Xavier
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Post by Xavier on Dec 20, 2004 16:22:35 GMT
A silver-coated stepped from the shadows of the room.
Afraid to show your natural self, my dear?
It was Xavier, one of the males in the Tunnel clan. He wasn't exactly "old", per se. In fact, he was relatively young by Lycan standards. He had been recently turned by his mate, Sealla, at the school. He had quickly grown accustomed to the ways of the Lycans...one of which was walking around without any clothes on. (OOC: Sorry, Rayne. Your elaborate description of your clothing made me laugh.)
Xavier changed into his human form, minus the clothing, and grabbed a book and sat down on a nearby chair. He looked up at the girl and smiled.
"See? This isn't so bad," he said with a chuckle.
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†Amelia†
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Post by †Amelia† on Dec 20, 2004 16:26:52 GMT
ooc: is Xavier naked?!
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Rayne
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Post by Rayne on Dec 20, 2004 17:49:46 GMT
ooc: I want it known that Rayne is a complete full blown Hippy, retro type persona. Accept when she's in one of her mood swings.
;D Since children, and people who make everything seem perverted, do come on this site I thought it best to put clothing on. But by all means make yourself comfortably naked, if that's what you prefer.
Oh yeah, my character has serious scars on her body she'd prefer to keep hidden. So her natural self, or better yet, her comfortable self is clothed. Blah, blah, blah.
IC:
"I said I'd come, so here I am" she answered with a smile. Sealla....that name seems vaguely familiar. she thought to herself.
Turning towards the male, she sniffed slightly. Young. Smirking she answered "I'm not at all afraid of showing my natural self, it just so happens this is my natural self."
"I'm Rayne by the way, and you are?" she asked politely.
ooc: I've spammed this post up with soooo much ooc, but I can't think of a thing to write IC.... Oh well.
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†Amelia†
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Post by †Amelia† on Dec 20, 2004 18:18:15 GMT
ooc: -did not understand much of Rayne's ooc rambling!-
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Amelia moved and sat opposite Xavier and curled up in a chair.
"Hes Xavier...Sealla's lurver boy!" she said with a child-ish grin. With a more serious expression: "hes my adopted Lycan Dadda aren't you Xavier?" her tone more rhetorical than questioning.
She crossed her arms over her legs making sure that her sleeves were pulled all the way down past her finger tips.
"soooo...Rayyyyne... you found it here then? Did you have someone just point it out or did you find a secret map..." she thought a few seconds.. "most likely you just sniffed your way here right?"
She blushed; she rushed into things without thinking a lot of the time, thus making herself appear slightly dumb!
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Sealla (Retired)
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Post by Sealla (Retired) on Dec 21, 2004 0:52:02 GMT
Silent hands creeped around the waist of the male, oblivious to the newcomer. She’ll be rite, X. she replied, then smiled and winked to Amelia “Glad to see you, Mel.” That was the first time she had ever called Amelia ‘Mel’.
But the new Lycan’s scent filled Sealla’s nose, and the raven-haired woman looked up. It was such a familiar scent, very much alike her own. Her cold blue eyes rested on the woman of same exact age with Dirty Blonde hair. Suddenly, the memories flooded back. Celeste wasn’t the only sister Sealla had. Her half sister stood before the three pack members.
Two little girls sat in a front yard on the grass, one with black hair, the other with blonde. Both short haired. Both seven years old. They played happily with each other and two little dolls, until a man came screaming out of the house, with a result. “Rayne, you’re not living here!” he yelled, slamming the front door closed behind him into his wife’s face. “COME WITH ME!” The man gripped Sealla by the ear and yanked her to her feet, and the same with Rayne. He lead them to his car, an old and rikkety Ute. They drove off, both little girls crying in the back. Rayne’s life was about to take another twist.
The woman snapped to, still staring blankly at Rayne. No doubt she was freaking out now.
“Oh my god…” her deep voice muttered, still with her arms around Xavier’s waist. No doubt they saw what she saw. Lycan could always pick up on thoughts and feelings. It was a species thing.
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Xavier
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Post by Xavier on Dec 21, 2004 4:26:54 GMT
OOC: Sorry...will post later. Far too cold for me to do anything right now. It's about 14 degrees Fahrenheit here. The East coast of the US just got hit by a freak cold front.
*shivers*
Even in multiple layers I'm still cold. Sorry again!
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Rayne
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Post by Rayne on Dec 22, 2004 1:41:02 GMT
ooc: I'm on the East coast too, and I'm not to cold to type....But that could be a'cos I have a portable heater sitting in front of me. ;D
IC:
"Oh, um.. I followed my nose" she answered with a smile.
Suddenly two arms snaked around the male lycan's waist. Ray looked at the female, whom she guessed to be Sealla.
Something about her seemed oddly familiar. She felt as if she'd met her before; somewhere, somehow. Shrugging she thought to herself Maybe in a past life, though really now all I have are past lives which I can't for the life of me remember.
She was staring at the female with unblinking eyes, their shifting depths changing from one color to another in confusion. "I'm sorry, but have we met before?" she asked, her voice low and hesitant.
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Xavier
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Post by Xavier on Dec 22, 2004 2:03:24 GMT
OOC: To Amelia: Yes Xavier is naked. To Rayne: First post response: Good point. But still...chicks dig scars (he he...quote from 'The Replacements'). But you're not a guy...so that proves to be a problem. Meh...oh well. And whether or not I'm wearing clothing depends upon my mood...among other things. Second Post Response: Ah, but WHERE on the East Coast are you, hmm? I'm in New Jersey and it was about 5 degrees Fahrenheit (sp?) last night. I was freezing my frickin' nuts off. BIC: Xavier felt the hands snake around his bare waist. Xavier reached up and pulled Sealla's head forward, then kissed her on the cheek. "Hello, darling. Nice of you to join us. You think so? Nah...I'm ok. I'll just play my nudist persona today." Xavier felt Sealla's flashback and caught portions of it in his own mind. Two young girls...an angry man...an SUV (OOC: He he...there's American-ism for ya ). What did it all mean? Then Xavier heard Sealla mutter 'Oh my God...' and started to worry. He spoke hesistantly. "Erm...Sealla? Do you two have a history or something?"
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Sealla (Retired)
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Post by Sealla (Retired) on Dec 22, 2004 3:11:58 GMT
She remained oblivious to Xavier's question. The woman stared still blankly at the other woman of same age.
But something didn’t match. “Uh… is your name… Rayne?” the Beta asked.
Something… was missing…
(ooc: sorry for the short reply… I have a creativity blank)
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Rayne
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Post by Rayne on Dec 22, 2004 3:21:05 GMT
"Y-yes" she replied, her voice slightly unsteady.
That sense of familiarity was growing, tugging at the blank emmense of her memory. Something flashed through her mind. Something that seemed just as familiar as Sealla.
Two little girls. One blonde, the other with raven coloured hair. Together they sat playing. Then a man came shouting at them.
"Ahh" Ray hissed through clenched teeth as a shooting pain ran through her, it felt like someone had just taken a dagger to her brain. She nearly fell to the floor, the pain was so blinding. When she tried to think of the man who had come running out, the pain increased.
Moments later the pain subsided, and with it the scene that had flashed through her mind. Chills ran down her spine, and she was shivering despite the relative warmth of the tunnels.
Looking back at Sealla she asked again "H-have we met?"
{{No worries, I have creative blanks constantly. You know what helps....A big mug of chocolate milk, or some form of chocolate.}}
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Post by Sealla (Retired) on Dec 22, 2004 11:06:19 GMT
Still, the woman stared blankly at the other. For moments on end. She didn’t even register that Rayne had said anything. She… what… what the…? Sealla’s thoughts were somewhere along the lines of that.
But then she realised Rayne had answered Sealla. “Y-yes” was the shakey reply. So this was Rayne. The old childhood friend. No… sister…<br> But it couldn’t be… could it? Rayne had a stronger scent on her of Sealla’s father. Come to think of it, she didn’t smell anything like her mother. More of a musty scent. “Don’t… don’t you remember… me?”
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Rayne
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Post by Rayne on Dec 22, 2004 13:42:11 GMT
Ray shook her head regretfully, saying "I'm sorry, but I don't remember you. I don't remember anything."
Studying Sealla openly, she tried to make sense of the tugging she felt. They knew each other. But from where? How did they know each other? Question after question popped into her mind.
Suddenly another scene flashed through her mind.
Two little girls sitting side by side in a rusty car. A man was in the front, going on and on about some big sale he made. The blonde girl hugged the dark haired girl tightly, tears streaming down both their cheeks. A tattered doll lay in the lap of the blonde.
Pain sweeped through her again, pushing the rest of the scene back. But now she'd been able to see the little girls' eyes, one had sifting unnatural eyes, while the other had icey blue eyes. Dropping back down to the floor beside her bag, she rubbed the back of her neck gently.
"I don't remember where I know you from, but now I have no doubt I know you from somewhere" she muttered. As if to give proof, she plunged her hand back into her bag, pulling up a tattered old doll. The same one from the flashback.
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Sealla (Retired)
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Post by Sealla (Retired) on Dec 25, 2004 3:35:09 GMT
Suddenly, the woman dropped to the floor, obveously in agony. Sealla raced to her side, dropping to her knees. She put an arm around the blonde's shoulders. Rayne remembered Sealla, that was a good sign.
This wasn't good. A lot of new Lycans to the pack, and they had no idea about the alliance with Danawi. Of course, Sealla knew. It was her business(sp?) to know these matters - she was the Beta to Morgana. But she had the feeling no one else in the pack knew anything of it.
But then the blonde pulled out a rag-doll. A very familiar doll. It was the same one that Rayne had when they were very young. "So, you remember me, but not totally?" she questioned, but didn't wait for an answer.
"Rayne." she gazed into the blonde's eyes. "I am your sister. Well, half-sister to be exact."
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