†Faith Winters†
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Post by †Faith Winters† on Oct 13, 2005 20:33:40 GMT
Peace and quiet. Something that was painful for some people. Some people found the quiet more so deafening then the loud crashing sound of music being played at full blast. Then again, some found quiet delightful. The young blonde was an odd mix between the two. Often she loved to rock out to loud music, not being able to handle the calm, but sometimes she liked to just get a tea, and cuddle up next to a fire, and stare into it. Without a single sound disturbing her. Loud music blared from the Tunnel’s entrance, coming from within the Lycans home. Faith had been laying on her bed in her room in the tunnels, where she had been spending most of her time as of late; in the tunnels, not her bed. Usually she’d be up at the common room, and after she was brought back from the dead, she could be found outside somewhere on school grounds, instead of going back to her once home. The common room didn’t feel like home anymore. It was haunted with memories she didn’t want to have anymore. After staring at her ceiling for a few hours, the cobalt eyed girl had rolled off her bed, and wandered out into the sitting area of the Tunnels. Seeing no one, she had slowly crept around, peeking into the rooms, soon realizing that there was not a soul in there besides herself. Sighing in displeasure, she let her shoulders hunch slightly, and took a seat on a couch. She wore a black tank-top, and a pair of painfully short black PJ shorts, an outfit she had obviously only worn for bed. Not long had gone by since her day at the lake with Rayne, but that day had probably saved her from herself. Already a healthy glow had set onto her, and she was gaining back all the lost weight, regaining some of her once treasured muscles. Ribs no longer nearly poked through her skin, which she was grateful for. Her eyes no longer had the tired and lifeless look they had held not long before, and the blonde was starting to actually feel good once again, happy, even. Sitting there for a few minutes was more then Faith could take, soon she took out her wand, muttered a spell she knew all to well, and a stereo appeared on a table. Switching it on, Faith went about collecting everything she would need. Mr. Clean, Febreze, Comit, and just about every other cleaning item she could find in the tunnels. It was time to have some fun. With a scrub brush in hand, she began to dance around, signing with the music in her smooth, husky voice, and cleaning. I'm sleeping And right in the middle of a good dream And all at once I wake up From something that keeps knocking at my brain Before I go insane I hold my pillow to my head And spring up in my bed Screaming out the words I dread I think I love you Jumping over the couch in a semi-flip, Faith began to dance around more, using her scrub-brush as a microphone now, This morning, I woke up with this feeling I didn't know how to deal with And so I just decided to myself I'd hide it to myself And never talk about it And did not go and shout it When you walked into the room I think I love you
Wiping down the walls with a cloth now, Faith continued to dance around as she sang and cleaned, letting the music wash over her, overly excited to be doing something she had always adored doing before she had died, before she had had a time of feeling nonchalant, before her fiancé had left her, before her life had crumbled around her. Back when she was happy. Oh, I think I love you So what am I so afraid of I'm afraid that I'm not sure of A love there is no cure for I think I love you Isn't that what life is made of Though it worries me to say That I've never felt this way
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†Amelia†
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Post by †Amelia† on Oct 14, 2005 10:33:40 GMT
ooc: I lurve that song! The guy in Scream 2 sings it to Sidney! -nods-
nice post Faithy
-wanders off-
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†Faith Winters†
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Post by †Faith Winters† on Oct 14, 2005 11:18:35 GMT
Ooc: Lol, yes, t'is a great song... I've had it stuck in my head for days >.> Y'know... You could have posted! >.< -Waits for someone to reply- -Twiddles thumbs-
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Xavier
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Post by Xavier on Oct 15, 2005 2:45:18 GMT
OOC: *dances in his chair to Euro-techno* My turn BIC: Thud. Thud thud. Thud. Thud thud. The incessant noise reverberated off the walls of the Tunnels. As Xavier sat there, wearing only a pair of gym shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt, quietly meditating, a small stream of dust fell from the ceiling and floated past his nose. Unknowningly, he breathed in the stream, then suddenly felt and itch inside his nostrils. As Xavier's eyes flew open, he reeled back and sneezed loudly. Sniffling slightly, Xavier looked up and noticed the dirt particles falling. He grumbled to himself and got out of his meditative position, then stood up and changed out of his clothing and into his black outfit - a matte black ribbed t-shirt, loose black pants with a black and silver belt, black boots, and a black overshirt left open. OOC: *switches to Metallica - "The Unforgiven"* BIC: Xavier quietly opened the door and calmly made his way down the hallway, slowly getting closer to the loud noises coming from the common room. As he did so, a new scent passed his nostrils. It was quite pungent, clean-smelling, somewhat pleasantly scented. Cleaning supplies? Who the hell would clean a dirt tunnel network? It was dirt, dirt, and more dirt. Sure, there was furniture, but that was barely ever used, so it didn't need to be cleaned. Disgruntled, Xavier walked around the corner and found Faith happily at work in a black tanktop and short shorts, dancing to the music and happily cleaning the place. The male Lycan silently walked over to the radio and turned the knob, switching it off with a 'click'. For a moment he stood there, arms crossed, just looking at Faith as if to say: What on Earth are you doing?
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†Faith Winters†
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Post by †Faith Winters† on Oct 15, 2005 3:05:04 GMT
Ooc: Lmao XDDDDD Yay!!! POST-NESS!! Bic: Believe me You really don't have to worry I only want to make you happy And if you say, hey, go away, I will But I think better still I ought to stay around and love you Do you think I have a case? Let me ask you to your face: Do you think you love me? I think I love you!
The song was nearly over, and Faith was now sweeping, but of course, she was still signing and dancing. Twirling around, she began using the broom as a microphone, before switching over to using it as a guitar. She pretended to play along with the music, falling to her knees in the classic rocker-style, then jumping back to her feet, and jumping around, eyes closed, and signing along loudly. Quiet. Everything just went quiet. Eyes sprang open in shock, and Faith stared hard at the wall, and after a few moments, finally realized she was staring in the wrong direction. Swinging the broom up above her head, the slight blonde held it high, trying to make it look threatening. Whirling around, Faith froze. A deep blush covered every inch of skin visible, and she slowly lowered the broom, “Er… Hello, Xavier…” She pushed out, a look of complete horror and embarrassment on her face, “I er… Well… Uh… The place looked like it could use a tidying up?” she tried, closing her eyes, and hanging her head, “… I didn’t think anyone was here…” she admitted, deflated.
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Xavier
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Post by Xavier on Oct 15, 2005 3:26:35 GMT
OOC: *laughs* You're welcome BIC: The green-haired Lycan snorted. "Yes, well...I can see that," he said, referring to her state of dress. "Might I suggest something slightly more modest in the company of others?" Xavier turned on the radio again, this time keeping the volume slightly lower. "Continue if you wish. I won't heed your progress. The place could use a bit of cleaning up, I guess." Xavier went over to his favorite red leather chair and sat down, opening up the drawer in the small table next to him, taking out a book and opening up to a dog-eared page.
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†Faith Winters†
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Post by †Faith Winters† on Oct 15, 2005 3:37:16 GMT
Glancing down at what she was wearing, Faith smirked slightly, before looking back up at Xavier, raising her eyebrows, “Last time I checked, this is more then what Lycans usually wear around others… I seem to always see other lycans wandering around in the buff…”
Looking at her cleaning supplies now, Faith let out a faint sigh. Cleaning was no fun when other people were around. You couldn’t blast music and sing really loud. Unless of course, the people were around was her step-sister Hope. Then she could carry on cleaning the way she liked to.
Placing the broom against the wall, Faith skipped over to where Xavier had sat, and plopped down in a chair next to him, “What cha reading?” She asked, peering at the book curiously. She’d much rather make some sort of conversation than clean, anyways.
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Xavier
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Post by Xavier on Oct 15, 2005 3:51:52 GMT
Xavier quietly ignored Faith's comment about the Lycans' style of dress. As Faith plopped down next to him, Xavier spoke from behind his book.
"It's a travel guide. I've been trying to decide where I'm going to go from here. I can't stay around forever, you know. Your generation needs to take some responsibility now."
Xavier flipped through the pages that described the volcanic islands of Hawai'i in detail. Warm, sandy beaches. Spring and summer all year round. Exotic plants. Golf courses. Volcanoes. Palm trees. Friendly people. He liked that.
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†Amelia†
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Post by †Amelia† on Oct 15, 2005 8:20:32 GMT
Amelia tossed and turned in her bed. The slender female still found sleep difficult since returning from beyond: it was like a chore that she could never perfect. So the brunette spent most nights tossing and turning, drifting in and out of a light doze, which often brought weird dreams which left her feeling uneasy upon rising in the early hours of the morning. Nothing much made sense to the pink eyed female, for without a memory how could she place crucial elements into place to make sense of them? Tonight had been no different: after a whole day of exploring the MH grounds in hopes of re-wakening old memories, 'Mia had crawled into her messy bed and collapsed: wishing for unconsciousness to swallow her and take her to the peaceful world of sleep. It hadn't happened. For hours, Amelia stared at her ceiling or went over the day she'd had. Her mind was constantly buzzing which was ironic seems as though it was practically empty. Then Amelia heard sounds of movement: she dismissed them. Next, 'Mia's ears were overpowered by loud music. A slight smile curled Amelia's lips at either side: she knew that she liked this song and for some reason it felt familiar to her. Listening carefully, Amelia sat up and hugged her knees. Slowly it came back to her... "Believe me You really don't have to worry I only want to make you happy And if you say, hey, go away, I will But I think better still I ought to stay around and love you Do you think I have a case? Let me ask you to your face: Do you think you love me? I think I love you!"
Amelia sang along quietly under her breath, tapping her toes and nodding her head along with the beat. Then, as fast as the music had come, it was gone. And Amelia's smile faded. Scrambling out of bed, the brunette swooped down and took hold of her silken gown and wrapped it around her boney form. (Eating, like sleep, was a chore for 'Mia) Pacing ever-so-quietly over to the door, Amelia pulled it open a tiny crack and peaked out. She noticed Faith, sitting beside a green haired male: they were talking. Taking a deep breath, 'Mia plucked up the courage to face them and walked out into the sitting area. "Who killed the music?!" she asked, her tone playful, but her eyes showing nerves.
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†Faith Winters†
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Post by †Faith Winters† on Oct 15, 2005 15:13:00 GMT
Faith gasped in horror, “You can’t leave! You think my generation needs to take responsibility? Did you not just see me dancing around in my under garments? We’re not ready to take over! No where’s near ready!” She said with a huge grin, before tilting her head slightly, “Besides, we’d miss you to much! What would we ever do without our green-haired buddy?”
Sensing Amelia before she spoke, Faith looked up and grinned widely at her friend. Jumping from her seat, she tackled Amelia in a hug, knocking them both to the floor. Still grinning, Faith was now sprawled on top of the brunette, “Hellooooo, how’re you today, darling?” She asked, rolling off Amelia and scrambling to her feet, hauling Amelia back to her feet carefully.
Smirking now, Faith gestured towards Xavier, “That’d be the party pooper who killed the music,” She stated, poking her pierced tongue out in Xavier’s direction. She was feeling like being quite foolish at the moment for some reason.
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†Amelia†
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Post by †Amelia† on Oct 17, 2005 9:09:23 GMT
Amelia had barely finished singing when she was tackled to the ground, landing hard and winding her. However, 'Mia didn't mind as the girl layed on top of her hugging her was probably her best friend in the whole world.
"Howdi Faith!" she whispered, still trying to reinflate her airless lungs. Staggering to her feet, with the help from Faith, Amelia looked at the male who had apparently turned off the music.
"Why'd he do that? That song is sooo good!" she said allowed, wanting him to hear. Then, under a hushed voice she leant closer to Faith and whispered in her ear: "Who is he?"
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Arsenic
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Post by Arsenic on Oct 17, 2005 21:37:50 GMT
"His name is Xavier." Came a voice that had no rung in the tunnels for some time now. From the shadows came a young man with stark black hair and blue eyes. His figure was well built only standing 5'10. He nodded to Xavier for a moment then looked on Faith and Amelia "but I am surprised you don't know your own father." He said softly to her, he had always been gentle with Amelia she had a place in his heart that non others could compare with.
He moved closer to them smiling softly "I take it alot has happened sense the night of your daughter's birth." He caught the sent of old blood when he had entered the tunnels, blood that matched the scent of Rogue's pups but he ignored the desire to ask about what had happened here. "Xavier it has been to long sense we last met."
His blue eyes met Amelia's for a moment he what he saw was that of a lost confused child. Something had indeed happened and this was something he did desire to know, a desire he would fulfill but not at this moment he would wait till he could find the proper time to ask.
OOC: I know Celeste will yell about this, me bringing a character back after so long.
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†Faith Winters†
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Post by †Faith Winters† on Oct 18, 2005 1:36:49 GMT
Faith’s pearly white teeth lined themselves to form a sheepish grin as she realized she had knocked the air out of the other girl, “Sorry ‘bout that love-y, I’ll try to remember to land on the bottom next time,” She said with a wink.
“It really is good! Like one of my favorites, my mom, my sister, and I used to always blast it and sing it while cleaning,” She said, grinning, yet her eyes shone sadness at the happy memory of spending time with her older sister and her mother, something she wouldn’t ever be able to do.
Wrapping an arm around Amelia’s waist in a friendly manner, Faith lowered her voice to answer the brunettes question, “He’s-” but she was interrupted. Sighing in slight annoyance at having been cut off, Faith rose her eyebrows slightly, looking over to see whom had been so rude.
A small snarl left her lips, and she stiffened a little, not recognizing who the interrupter was. His scent was only vaguely familiar, and she wasn’t sure if she placed his scent as being a good one, or a bad one. But, by the way he was looking at Amelia, it made Faith glower at him slightly. Amelia and herself had always been close, and still grew closer each day, and sense Amelia had very few memories, she had taken it upon herself to become protective of the other girl, at least until she gained some sort of grasp back on her life.
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Kage
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Post by Kage on Oct 18, 2005 2:26:06 GMT
"Arsenic." The declaration was a quiet one, as if its owner couldn't be bothered to speak clearly. Kage shuffled out of the tunnel that led to his chambers, clad only in a pair of black cotton pants. The black-haired Lycan looked like he had just woken up, he seemed listless and his longish hair was frazzled in classic 'bedhead' style. However, one look in his eyes, and one could tell that he hadn't been doing much 'sleeping' lately. "Can't say I expected to see you here, in all honesty." Kage said mildly, walking over to the CD player. He fiddled with the stack of discs there, finally nodding in satisfaction and putting one in. I took a walk around the world to ease my troubled mind I left my body laying somewhere in the sands of time I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon I feel there is nothing I can do, yeah
I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon After all I knew it had to be something to do with you I really don't mind what happens now and then As long as you'll be my friend at the end
If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman If I'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman might Kryptonite
You called me strong, you called me weak But still your secrets I will keep You took for granted all the times I never let you down You stumbled in and bumped your head If not for me then you would be dead I picked you up and put you back on solid ground
If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman If I'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman might Kryptonite
If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman If I'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman might Kryptonite
Yeah!
If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman If I'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman might Kryptonite
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Xavier
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Post by Xavier on Oct 18, 2005 3:47:00 GMT
OOC: Great song, Kage. BIC: All at once the population of the room nearly doubled as Arsenic and Kage entered. Xavier frowned at Amelia. Did she have no recollection at all of her own father? He shook his head. "Yes, Amelia. I'm Xavier. I'm your father," he said plainly. "You don't remember me, do you?" The flame-eyed Lycan turned to Arsenic and smiled. "Arsenic, it's been a while," Xavier said as he placed a hand on the other man's shoulder. "I can't even recall the last time we spoke. How have you been?" OOC: Don't sweat it, dude. Celeste'll get over it. She does that. (No offense, Celeste ) BIC: Xavier took a moment to look at a very disheveled and tired Kage. He shook his head and frowned, then walked up next to Kage and spoke to him in private. "You look awful, brother. You look like you haven't slept in days. What have I missed here?" As Kage put on the CD, Xavier smiled and nodded his approval. "Ah, yes. I know this," he said as he tapped his foot to the beat.
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