Getting some Air...and Polluting it.

[~<3~Morgan Voltaire~<3~]

Morgan sauntered from the common room, getting complaints. Was it her fault her housemates were wimps? God. Her white and black hair barely touched her shoulders, and she missed her long ebony hair. Magick couldn't elongate it like she used to, and dye wouldn't touch it. It took the Love of Joey just to turn her tips and roots Black. Her Sympathy for the devil was wearing thin.

Her slinky violet crushed velvet dress was cut to her waist, set off by the amethyst choker Necklace, sitting below her fiery ankh. Lately she had taken to wearing her beautiful clothes, as opposed to her goth clothes. Nevertheless, her ultimate goth accessory was exposed. It came with her new body. Starting on her chest, and ending at the bottom of her abdomen, was a tattoo. An eye of Horus and an Ankh. She was starting to have some suspicions about the devil.

Her long legs carried her to the lake, where she pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a zippo lighter. She lit the cigarette, inhaling deeply, and exhaling into the night air. She picked up a smooth stone and skipped it, watching it skip near toward the middle.

ooc: Tatt!!

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[†Faith Winters†]

“I fought the war, I fought the war
I fought the war but the war won
I fought the war, I fought the war
I fought the war but the war won't stop for the love of god.
I fought the war, I fought the war
but the war won”

The words rang through the air like a gentle breeze. The tune to the words was that of the normal song, but the singing was different. The voice was lower, more husky, had more of an edge to it. Faith had her MP3 player on at full volume, 'Monster Hospital’ by Metric blasting in her ears, as she sang along. Her hands were thrown over her head as she danced, her body swaying to the rhythm.

A familiar, and welcomed, scent drifted to the blonde lycaness, causing a large grin to spread onto her lips, and her singing and dancing to cease. Opening glacial blue eyes wide, Faith skipped over to Morgan.

Wrapping her arms around her friend from behind in a massive hug, she placed a huge sloppy kiss on Morgan’s neck, “Hey sexy, how’re you doing?” She asked in her most flirtatious voice.

Giggling slightly, she took Morgan’s cigarette from her and took a drag off of it, releasing her friend from her embrace, “Been awhile since I last seen you around, love,” She said, now letting the smoke leave the confines of her mouth.

[~<3~Morgan Voltaire~<3~]

The silence around her shattered like a mirror, loud singing pierced the air, by a voice she knew, but couldn't place. Just as she ralized who it was though, a sloppy kiss fell on her neck, confirming her suspicions.

Hey sexy, how’re you doing?

The blonde lyncaness took her smoke, gaining a pout from the girl most would mistaked for a vampire. She took her cigarette back, sticking her tounge out at the best company she could have right now. Taking a drag, she sat on the dark ground, dragging Faith onto her lap. "Could be better, But now you're here I'm better." She smiled, putting out the dying cig.

She shook her head. "That's what happens when you die." she said nonchalantly. Faith had died, and Morgan freaked out about it, so now it was Faith's turn...Maybe not. "So how have you been? She said quickly, prying some more rocks from the ground, and skipping some. "Want one?" She said, trying to cover up the sentence that slipped from her lips.

[†Faith Winters†]

Faith grinned playfully as she was drug down onto Morgan’s lap. Fidgeting slightly, she found a comfy position, and sprawled herself out further onto the other girl. Giving Morgan another sloppy kiss, Faith smiled brightly, “Ah, shucks, you always know how to sweep a girl right off her feet… Metaphorically and literally, of course”

Perfectly shaped eyebrows shot up Faiths forehead, “You died!? And I never heard about it before now!? How’d you die!? How’d you get brought back!? Do you still feel normal? Or, er, at least, the same way you felt before you died? I love you” She finished her on-running sentence with a smile, though one could obviously tell she was trying to hide her worry by being her usual playful self towards the other girl.

Snuggling back into Morgan, Faith excepted a rock, skipping it as well, though it only went twice and plunged into the dark depths of the water, “Oh, I’ve been good,” she merely said, a thoughtful look on her face.

[~<3~Morgan Voltaire~<3~]

She shook her hair out of her face, with a quick movement of her head. Her hands were wrapped around the other girl, and were quite busy...plus she was extremely lazy. "Of course." She said sweetly, laughing as another sloppy kiss was palnted upon her. Faith always knew how to make her feel at her best. "So nice to see my SECRET LOVER once more." (XD)

She sighed, she knew this was how She was going to react. Might as well get the questionnaire over. "Yes I died. It was very recent, just over three weeks ago. How did I die? Long story, but I'll tell you I was feeling at my most vulnerable, Joey had left, and I freaked out. I cut my arms, and walked to the astronomy tower Fuu came, and swore, and I was all woah, and tunred to step back over the railing, and slipped. I fell to my doom." She paused. skipped a rock, watching it skip 4 times, before continuing. "I think you next wanted to know how I got brought back. Well, it got really bright, then I saw it. Heaven, taunting me with promises of love and acceptance. Their so called forgiving angels looked down on me, and sent me to hell. There I met Senor Diablo himself. I begged, and he gave me this." She gestured to the firy ankh around her neck. "It holds my life force. He sent me back, and then Joey came back, tried to fix me. Thats why part of my hair is black, and I have boobs." She said bluntly. "Do I still feel normal? Yeah, more or less. I love you too Babe." Her lips spred into a grin

"Haha, you suck." She said at Faiths mere attempts at skipping rocks. "Oh really? What have you been doing?" She asked, smirking. No secrets from Morgan.

[†Faith Winters†]

Faith began to twirl Morgan’s hair in her fingers, “Yes, well, the feeling is returned, muchly, I just love seeing my SECRET LOVER” She said with a goofy expression. Something she had always wondered about, was how their friendship had developed the way it did. It seemed so odd to anyone who had never seen them together before, but was so natural to them. Most would probably assume that they were indeed a couple, but in reality, when it came down to it, they just really enjoyed flirting.

Listening intently as Morgan filled her in on the happenings, Faith continued to play with the other girls hair, her crystalline gaze wide in curiosity, “Just over three weeks ago? Shyte… I should have been informed… How long…? Er… How long were you…Dead for?” She asked, wincing slightly at the words. Glancing briefly at the firy ankh around Morgan’s neck, her gaze shifted downwards as she finished, “Yes… Yes you do have them… They look very nice, by the way,” Letting a lopsided grin fall on her face, Faith’s eyes twinkled slightly, “Glad to know that both of us dying had no affect on our love,”

Pouting slightly, Faith crossed her arms over her chest, “I don’t suck, I was distracted by your sexy-ness, and couldn’t skip my rock properly,” Pondering for a moment, Faith looked out at the lake quickly, before looking back at Morgan, “What have I been doing? Oh, not much, just a few girls here and there,” She said jokingly, then shrugging, “Actually, nothing, really… Spending a lot of time in the Tunnels… My fiancé is no longer my fiancé, if you didn’t know that already,” She said, dryly.

[Hope Daniels]

“They say I’m really sexy
The boys they wanna sex me
They always standin’ next to me
Always dancin’ next to me
Tryin’ to feel my hump hump
Looking at my lump lump”

The now black and pink haired girl sang, making an entrance much like her sister. The only thing apart from their appearance at the lake was that Hope was singing a much different song, and also – she didn’t have an mp3 player. All the black/pink haired girl was doing was singing, walking past many people, singing the song. Also, her voice was almost the opposite of Faith’s. While Faith’s held a husky tone, Hope’s voice was softer, but she could make it hoarse if she needed to. Thus, she continued the song as she walked, seeing Faith, and what she thought was Morgan.

“You can look but
You can’t touch it
If you touch it
I’mma start some drama
You don’t want no drama
No no drama
No no no no drama”

She was now dancing wildly, throwing her hands up in the air, moving her body with the beats she remembered in her head. Hope felt rather hyper, she had recently drank coffee, and Hope liked a lot of sugar in her coffee. And coffee and sugar didn’t mix with Hope; the outcome was a very hyper girl. She acted crazy almost, as if she were on drugs.

“So don’t pull on my hand girl
You ain’t my woman, girl
I’m just tryin’ to dance girl
And move my hump
My hump, my hump, my hump
My hump, my hump, my hump
My lovely lady lumps”

She was now basically dirty dancing next to Morgan, joking around. She did the same to Faith, poking her tongue out at them. “Hi…” she said, grinning goofily. Kind of hoping she didn’t intrude on an important conversation, knowing her, she probably did. She tossed her hair over her shoulders, resting her hands on her hips.

[~<3~Morgan Voltaire~<3~]

Morgan grinned. Her odd locks were being twisted between Faiths slim fingers. "We are so odd." She said, chuckleing. She looked about her surroundings, and noticed three first year girls, pointing and laughing at them. She smirked, and pulled Faith into a fake kiss. She pulled up, looked at the girls, and moved her fingers in a small wave. The girls scattered, and morgan let out an open laugh, which turned into a depp throaty cough. "Damn, I mean... like, ow." She shrugged, and smiled at Faith "I love us." she said simply.

"Yeah, but whatever. How long? Hmm, it seemed like 5 minutes, but you know, it could have been 4 months. You never know." She said darkly, before brightening up when she heard the blonde on her lap say:

I don’t suck, I was distracted by your sexy-ness, and couldn’t skip my rock properly.

She laughed again, and stopped before it turned into a cough. "I know, I am so sexy. Morgan Voltaire: Distracter of boys and girls for 16 years." She nodded matter of factly. "Oh have you? Nice. Oh...I....um...heard. Oh well, she wasn't right. You'll find someone." She said confidently, nudging Faith on the arm "You heartbreaker you." She winked.

Then it happened again. The most appalling song she had ever heard was blasted thorugh the air, sung by the polar opposite of Faith's voice. Light feminine, where Faith was Husky, butch. Then Hope came up, new hair, which Morgan loved. And started dirty dancing against her. At which she threw her hands up exasperatedly, and said "Why must they always come on to me?"

[†Faith Winters†]

Nodding in agreement, Faith smirked, “Oh yes, odd we are, we-” Of course, her sentence was cut off by lips pressed against her own. Eyes widening in shock for about a split second, Faith realized what was going on, and returned the fake kiss. Frowning as Morgan coughed, Faith began to massage the other girls throat; she had always been into the different types of massages, so had learned them, and knew quite a few to relax the muscles in ones throat when it was sore. Smiling tenderly, Faith nodded, “I love us, too…”

Staring at nothingness for a moment, Faiths eyes glazed over as she thought, “Yeah… I know what you mean, completely… Hey, y’know, if you ever need someone to talk to about dying and coming back and shyte, I’m always here, I do have experience with the whole deal, you know,” She said, sticking out her tongue, revealing her new heart-shaped tongue ring.

“You are sexy, you’re the sexiest girl to ever sexy… Er… Or something like that…” Turning her azure gaze towards the lake, Faith felt a wave of sadness wash over her, but pushed that away. It wasn’t the time, nor the place. “Yeah, well… You and Rayne keep telling me that, I’m starting to think it may actually be true… Ah, well, at least I still have my SECRET LOVER, right? And… That won’t ever change… Even when we’re old, and wrinkly, but still sexy, we’ll still be SECRET LOVERS, right?”

Raising her eyebrows, Faith glanced over Morgan’s shoulder to see the insane person walking towards them; who would be randomly singing at the lake? And then of course, she remembered she had been doing it only a little while before, so it was obviously her sister coming. As Hope began to dirty-dance beside them, Faith shrieked and buried her face in the crook of Morgan’s neck, “Ahh! Hope! You’re my sister! I don’t wanna see you do that!!” she said, laughing.

Smirking at Morgan now, she gave her a peck on the lips, “Because you’re just so god damn sexy, even the straight girls with boyfriends can’t resist ya”

[Gavin]

"There's too much estrogen up in here, I'm almost afraid I'm gonna grow boobs just sitting with you guys." Piped up a familarly mischevious voice.

A hand darted in, quicker than lightning, and snatched the cigarette from Morgan's mouth. "Shouldn't smoke, its bad for you." Gavin said admonishingly as he stood over them, clad in blue jeans and a green sweatshirt.

He plopped down next to them, all the while eying Hope, "How much will it cost for a repeat performance?" He asked innocently, puffing on the pilfered cigarette.

[Hope Daniels]

Hope smirked at Morgan, “I’ll just have to agree with Faith,” Hope said jokingly, smirking. She thought Morgan was pretty, but not sexy, in the sense that she preferred guys over girls… a lot. Hope just felt the need to be crazy once in awhile, and today was one of those marvelous days.

She grinned toothily at Faith, “Harmless, really, I couldn’t help it, the look on your face was priceless; my aim,” she nodded matter-of-factly. She smirked at Morgan, laughing at Faith’s comments. “I suppose not, I’m sure Brent won’t mind,” she said with a chuckle; winking at nobody really in particular, just to enhance her statement. “I walked in a room with him, singing that I loved another girl, he didn’t seem to mind,” she said, nodding, grinning. “But it was your cousin, Faith, so, y’know, I was joking but I was happy…” She trailed off, remembering how happy she was that Tru made Faith come alive again. Without her she felt awful, like a piece of her life crumbled, they were just getting to know each other, and try and fill in for all those years they missed out on.

Hope raised her eyebrows, turning to a voice that was clearly male saying he was going to grow boobs simply be being in the same atmosphere as the trio. “Wow, now the day I see that…” She mumbled, turning completely to face the source of the voice.

“Neither should you,” she said, also taking the cigarette, she held it in her hand, examining the cigarette. Faith would kill her if she took a puff, but she was dying to. She took up the habit when Faith had died, and she dropped it really quick for her sister, and it made her slightly desperate.

“Your life,” she said simply, eyeing the male cautiously.

[~<3~Morgan Voltaire~<3~]

She grinned as her bestest best Lycan pal massaged her throat, feeling instantly better "Thanks doll, I needed that." She said, smirking and lighting another ciggarette (As you remember, she put the previous one out ). "And I love it."

"As I very well remember. I am infact a hippocryte." She nodded, before noting Faith's new tounge ring. "Oh Pretty! Damn, I'm gonna have to get all my peircings redone. And I had a lot of them. Damn new body. Not that I'm not happy with it." She said quickly, looking down at the ground.

"The sexiest girl to ever sexy?" She asked, rasing an eyebrow, Grinning at Faith, chuckleing lightly. "Nice, I should put that in my sig...." She trailed off, turning and winking at seemingly nothing. She grinned once more, and palced a kiss on Faith's forehead "Aye, Indeed, when we're old, and I'm stil smexier than you," she said, thwipping Faith's nose with her black painted nail. "SECRET LOVERS till the end!"

"Haha! Totally." She said in response to Faiths nifty little comment. Then She heard an awfully familier voice. "Fack you!" She said, before her ciggarette was yanked out of her mouth. "Hey!" she said indignantly, thwacking the boy on the back of the head "Gavin!"

(ooc: I <3 Self Realization!)

[†Faith Winters†]

Ooc: LMAO!!! XDDDDDDD -Dies from fit of giggles-

Bic:
Grinning, Faith nodded her head, “Anytime love muffin,” Taking the cigarette from Morgan’s lips once more, Faith put it in her own, before reaching into Morgan’s pockets and rummaging around for the pack and Zippo once more, “I hope you don’t mind if I steal one?” She asked, innocently, as she pulled a cigarette from the package, and placed it on Morgan’s lips, before lighting it for the other girl.

Smiling pleasantly as she drew from the cigarette she stolen, Faith let the smoke float from her mouth slowly, “Thank ya, I just bought it yesterday, felt like buying a new one,” Frowning slightly, she began to pat Morgan’s head lightly, “Aww, poor baby… Re-piercing sucks bad, especially those really painful spots,”

Confirming what she said with a nod, Faith let a cheesy grin dance onto her lips, “Yes, that’s what I said!” Furrowing her brow, the slight blonde thought about what Morgan said for a moment, “… You won’t be smexier than I! You’ll be wrinkly, sense you’re so smexy now, I’ll be the smexier older woman,” She said, nodding.

Smiling guiltily as Hope examined the cigarette that was being passed around, Faith took her own from her mouth and butted it out, “Smoking is bad, sis, please don’t start up again…”

Blazing eyes turning upon the new comer, Faith let out a faint snarl, before erupting in laughter” OOOOH!!!! BURRRRRNNNNN!!!!!” She yelled at Hope’s comment, before growling lightly, “Don’t imply in any way that my sister is a wh0re of any type ever again if you like your balls, got it, buddddddddy?”