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Post by Envy on Oct 19, 2007 19:11:02 GMT -5
{ Let's hope for not confusing poor Envy's small mind now. xD; }
The frigidity from the rolling fog gave J.D. a sense of superiority, the gelid temperature of his skin fitting perfectly with the night's atmosphere. As the thought of his dark surrounds registered in his mind, he looked to the silvery moon, her illuminating light rippling gently down onto the stone of the graves. "Ah, but who shall be here but I tonight?" murmured he, touching his pallid cheek as he sighed with dismay. It was rare for people or ever creatures to wander out here in the dead of the night, as the clock ticked ominously from its strap on his wrist.
Nothing but the mist hung in the air, as it did each night as it came to embrace the lingering souls. Their graves were all of the same dull, gray hue with the dates chiseled into place. Currently he leaned next to a standing angel statue, her wings outstretched as if to protect all behind her, palms facing forward at her side. It gave a small grin to the thin lips of his mouth, his bright green eyes gleaming in thoughtful appearance. If only there were some strange, maybe even foolish person to join him on this inhumane evening.
If only...
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Post by Allie on Oct 19, 2007 19:18:35 GMT -5
((Tell me if I do.))
Trix opened the gate to the cemetery, wincing as it creaked like nails on a chalkboard. That was never a pleasant sound. She headed straight for the mausoleum, letting the gate close itself behind her.
She trudged along the walkway, her hands stuffed inside her baggy black pants pockets. She didn't pay any respect to the graves she passed, nor to the person dead inside the mausoleum she stopped in front of. She walked to the side of the mausoleum and started to climb her way to the top.
Once reaching the top, she climbed in front of the life sized gargoyle perched on the roof. She slouched and closed her pink eyes.
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Post by Allie on Oct 19, 2007 19:37:59 GMT -5
Trix started to hum My Immortal by Evanescence while relaxing on the roof of the mausoleum. Her eyes were closed a her perfectly white skin was glowing, due to the light of the moon. If there was a dark side of the moon, she would happily live under it, light bugged her.
She opened her pink eyes and stared at all the graves. So many people dead, so many more to die. She thought cruelly, she was quite a cruel person, without Finn. Finn kept her sane, and now that she was restrained from Finn, she was not sane.
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Post by Envy on Oct 19, 2007 19:49:39 GMT -5
J.D. pushed himself up onto the platform where the angel stood, wrapping one of his pale arms around the flowing gown. It wasn't likely the creature knew as much as she -- or he, he wasn't paying attention to gender -- thought. As much as anyone knew of him... they still didn't know how to kill him. The word even stimulated a laugh that he could not control. Sharp objects through the heart. His heart was dead; that would do nothing to kill him.
{ He's like one of the types of vampires from Anne Rice's books. }
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Post by Allie on Oct 19, 2007 19:55:36 GMT -5
Trix's eyes caught J.D as he was standing on the angel mausoleum diagonally infront of her, so that she could see him, but he, hopefully, could not see her. Her pink eyes had bright red veins covering up the part that was usually white.
She started to think of her family, she was the eldest of them all. 18, and proud. Then there was her brother and two sisters, in whom what Finn, the second youngest daughter, who was also blind. Who Trix usually took care of, until now.
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Post by Envy on Oct 19, 2007 20:04:44 GMT -5
"I'll remember that is Agealiu ever decides her clan should be split up," he called with an evil grin curling onto his lips. "But I don't believe she'd like me to turn my back on the Chaos Clan when so many Incubus and Succubus have bonded so well with each other, even those who are only half bloods." But, even through his sneered speech, he would not forget his soft, satin way of speaking.
Now his jade eyes lifted to the girl that he had known was there all along, his legs swinging over the site of the platform. His lips changed so that they were a gentle smile, directed at her if she chose to take notice. Evil was only half of what this hybrid was. Half, and only half, he reminded himself as he tugged at the ebony cloak that he was wearing, even though he didn't need it at all.
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Post by Allie on Oct 19, 2007 20:09:19 GMT -5
Her eyes squinted. Is he wearing a cape? Is he and the unicorn for real? How ridiculous, people already dressing for halloween. She thought in disgust. Though his smile was nice, which somewhat drew her in a little more. He was kinda cute, but only kind of.
She made no attempt to move, or get any closer to either of them at that point. Her eyes sofetned up realizing that YES, he was wearng a cape, YES, a unicorn was apporaoching her and NO they were not dressed up for Samhain.
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Post by Allie on Oct 19, 2007 20:16:06 GMT -5
She started to choke on hair, but this passed quickly. "Why would you want to know," she sneered evilly. No, she did not want a unicorn to know who she was, and furthermore, she did not want that boy named, "J.D", to know who she was either.
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Post by Envy on Oct 19, 2007 20:19:02 GMT -5
"I am sure I am fine. Who says I'm not a vegetarian vampire?" he asked, snorting the word. He knew exactly what he meant, and pondered if the Unicorn would. To drink the blood of only animals... boring. Being a monster was much more amusing. "How much damage could I do besides, oh... lose control?"
Then, he laughed as if it were all a joke, rearranging the features of his face that had been contorted with sarcasm. His bright eyes returned to the girl, his head shaking from side to side as if he were saying the equine has lost her marbles. For all he cared, she had. A clan of millions of deadly immortals? He'd rather commit suicide himself.
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Post by Allie on Oct 19, 2007 20:23:54 GMT -5
Trix pursed her lips together tightly. She did not make a comment, she could lie and say she was Finn. She pinched herself to see if she was dreaming, but, saddly enough, she wasn't. She was being faced with a unicorn, and a guy who claims he's a vampire. Oh, joy.
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Post by Allie on Oct 19, 2007 20:29:40 GMT -5
"Who are you and what do you want with Trix?" She asked with a raspy, sultry, woman's voice. Her pink eyes glared at the black unicorn, who was asking for her. Though, she wasn't likely going to go with it.
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Post by Envy on Oct 19, 2007 20:32:45 GMT -5
J.D. flinched at the words the Unicorn said, a flame burning in the depths of the emerald orbs. He didn't enjoy anyone being near that grave, a lonely grave that never received flowers, that never was dusted off. Forgotten and unloved. How pitiful he seemed to be like a grave in the second perspective.
"What the hell is the point of being here?" he mumbled, adding to the questions the girl was asking. It was pointless to speak to someone part of one of the largest clans. And it was apparent the girl didn't find this very humourous, either.
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Post by Envy on Oct 19, 2007 20:41:28 GMT -5
Sneering, J.D. spoke to the Unicorn in his most mocking voice, "It's not healthy to pace like that, it causes stress. Heart attacks aren't lovely, you know." But after that he snorted, crossing his legs and deciding to shush. Blending in would be nice; it was always nice to sit and listen to something he wasn't invited to know.
He leaned against the statue of the angel, arms folding over his chest. They held the cloak together around him, while the mist swirled about the graves. Calm, refreshing... to him.
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Post by Allie on Oct 19, 2007 20:41:45 GMT -5
"Hmmphhh, I won't tell you nothing," Trix hissed. "Finn was my sister, and she'll stay that way, and out of your business too." When she got angry, she didn't realize what she'd say, even if that means, she just gave away her identity.
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Post by Envy on Oct 19, 2007 20:56:35 GMT -5
A smirked rolled over his thin lips. "It's not nice to look into a ladies' past, especially if it's painful. And, even more so in front of a stranger," he chastised in a murmur just loud enough for both to hear as he shook a strand of his chestnut hair from his face. He knew he'd never change, and he doubted the girl would either.
To think of being with a clan other than the Chaos Clan was unthinkable. The fact that this Unicorn had known him already disgusted him. To suggest he change was worse. And to speak about that grave... he gritted his teeth. His connection for it would not be revealed if it was the last thing he ever hid from the world.
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