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[Rayne]

Shaking her head she managed to say "No I don't remember you, I just have a feeling, a gut feeling that I've met you."

Then Sealla's next words penetrated her thoughts. Looking at her in shock, she visibly shook. "Y-your my what?! N-no, you must be mistaken." she stuttered out, her voice sounded hollow even to her own ears. She just couldn't believe she had a half sister, someone who knew her. And she didn't even remember her!

"H-how can I not even remember my own flesh and blood?!" she demanded semi-hysterically. Dear god, she wanted it to be true. She needed it to be true, she needed someone who knew her. Someone who could help her remember who she was, who she might yet again be.

Meeting the ice blue gaze with a shaky purple-ish one, she asked doubtfully "Are you lying to me? Playing some kind of trick? Are you really my half sister?"

[Sealla (Retired)]

The blonde looked almost hysterical next to Sealla.

"Tell me, Rayne, what name were you sent here to find, and why?" she answered the prank question towards Sealla with another question.

(sorry for the crappy post ^^)

[Rayne]

{{Tis okay. Merry Christmas by the way. Tis officially Christmas here in the sunshine state ;D}}

"T-they only gave me one name, my own. Then they pointed me in this direction saying I would find someone who knew me here" she answered, her voice stronger than before yet still sounding hollow.

"Through who are we related? Mother or father?" she asked, though somehow she felt she already knew the answer to that.

[Sealla (Retired)]

(ooc: You live in Queensland? Ha! You're so lucky with the weather... I'm in Vic, and it's quite chilly here)

One word Sealla uttered, and harshly at that, was "Father..."

Though in her mind, she uttered a lot more words in ill thought towards that classified 'Father' of theirs. That b******... was one such thought. Though she kept these private, not wishing to let anyone else hear her foul mouth.

[Xavier]

(OOC: Erm...Sealla? The sunshine state is in the USA. I think its Florida... )

BIC:

Xavier didn't know what to say. He just kind of stood there, his mouth open slightly. This was too much for him to take in.

"Erm...can someone explain what just happened?"

(OOC: Sorry for the crappy post...occupied and tired...just got back from relative's house five hours away.)

[Sealla (Retired)]

Still sitting beside Rayne, she glanced up at Xavier. "Basically, my father had another child; Rayne, and refused to take responsibility."

[Xavier]

Xavier's mouth gaped open slightly. He was having difficulty believing this.

"'Refused to take responsibility?' That b******! What the hell was he thinking?!"

Xavier became quite angry at the thought of this. How could anyone just leave their child after they know that he or she is bound to it? It's not right!

[Rayne]

"I-" she started, then broke off for she had no clue what to say.

"O-our father sounds like an a$$hole" she finally managed to say, not at all caring that 'ladies' shouldn't curse.

"Do you know what he did with me?" she asked her half sister, her eyes know held a bit of desperation. She had to find out who she was, she had to know.

[Sealla (Retired)]

The memories were like a curse upon Sealla. She thanked the Gods that no one else could see what she saw.

She retraced her thoughts, and her eyes stared off into space with a glazed look. "That... you remember the car-ride?" she questioned, but didn't wait for an answer. "Well... he drove us..." she just had to spit it out. "He sold you. I wouldn't let go of you though, I held on to you tightly."

Her family was horrible, not only to Sealla but to others aswell.

[Rayne]

"S-sold me?" she stuttered, her jaw hanging open in shock.

Oh god was the only thought that passed through her mind. She felt odd, not sad as she expected. She was more angry than hurt. Her father's actions completely mortified her, the fact that a man could do that to his own daughter was sick. And the thought that his blood ran through her veins had her gagging.

After a few deep breaths she managed to regain her composure, and catch her emotions before they ran rampant. Then something ran through her mind, a man's face. Tall, pale, dirty blonde hair with piercing green eyes. Sold. But to who?

"I know I'm asking a lot of questions, honestly I'd prefer not to but you seem to be the only who knows the answers." she started, her voice showing she was sincerely sorry for being such a bother "Do you know the man's name? The one I was sold to?"


{{ Sealla, read the PM I sent you before replying to this.

Happy new years everyone, hope you all had fun. ;D}}

[Sealla (Retired)]

God how this strained Sealla's mind trying to re-sort those memories. But nevertheless she would try, for her sister.

But once she had remembered the man's face, it all flowed like a waterfall off a cliff.

The father and the man were talking while the young blonde and raven-head were waiting a metre away in the ute. Sealla only just caught a french accent on the man's english. He seemed classy, rich and distinguished. He seemed to wear upper-class clothes. Silk, Leather, other expensive materials. Like wine and onyx.

He smiled at the girls from where the two men stood. The next thing they knew, he took all three of them to have an expensive lunch, much to the father's delight. Every time Sealla's father would say something mean to us or get snippy the man's really green eyes would flash gold.

Just after lunch, as the man wiped his mouth clean of the steak, he handed the two girls a locket each.

Without a word, the woman dissapeared into her chamber slowly. Minutes later, she re-appeared, staring at a small silver locket. Once she had made it back to the small group, she looked into Rayne's eyes. "His name was... Wolfeson. I don't remember his first name though."

The woman handed over the locket to Rayne delicatly. "He gave me this, but I've never been able to open it." she looked at Rayne deeply, as if trying to work out something. "I was sure that he gave you a gold one. See, I never wore this. I couldn't open it, and it is silver. I don't want anything to happen to me while I wear that. So I don't."

[Rayne]

If ever there would be a time she was greatful for the telepathic abilities of a lycan, it was certainly today. For they allowed her to 'see' into Sealla's mind, and she too witnessed the scene.

The man's face was vaguely familiar. He seemed decent enough. He was kinder to them than their father, that much was evident. Though she didn't remember him, just had the same sense of familiarity, she recognized the lockets immediately.

Dipping her hand into a hidden pocket of her skirt, she pulled out a matching locket in gold. Comparing the two lockets she realised they were of matching shapes, almost each others counterparts. Both had Sang soeur inscribed on them, the french words for 'Blood Sisters'.

"I've tried opening mine too, but it hasn't worked thus far. That I know of" she added the last in an unusually casual tone. Lifting the silver locket she placed it over the gold one. The ridges seemed to be made to fit together. Putting them closer togehter, she pushed slightly. A click sound reached their ears. The lockets were open.

[Xavier]

Xavier raised an eyebrow.

"Well...how interesting. This is certainly...peculiar. Tell me, my dear..." Xavier placed his hands on Sealla's shoulders, "...did you know of this before?"

[Sealla (Retired)]

A resounding 'click' was heard as the lockets opened simultaniously(sp?). Slowly, they opened. The gold locket held a photo of a raven-haired girl with cold blue eyes, while the silver locket had a blonde girl with morphing pink-to-purple eyes. Both photos aged as the women themselves did.

"Uh..." Sealla uttered in reply to Xavier.

"Um... what do you mean by did I know of this before?" she questioned, whilst placing a hand atop Xavier's.

[Xavier]

Xavier smiled gently.

"I mean...did you know that your locket could only be opened this way? It's very...peculiar."