....because it hurts to love you...
Alexander Malic Evans
*Alex sat by the bed, he didn't know what else to do. He watched Juri with his dark green eyes, his mind rushing with things he wanted to say... things he wanted to do... but most of all how he wanted to shread Maxwell into a thousand bloody pieces. When she moved he would replace the covers... sighing deeply. Then he picked up a book, taking a pen from the side table and started to write, he wrote everything that was in his head at the time... some of it made sense... some of it didn't. He wrote about what Maxwell had done, and what he had been told to do. He wrote how he felt about Juri... everything. After he couldn't see straight enough to write anymore he walked into the kitchen, leaning down on the floor with wet towels and cleaned up the mess of blood that had been there. The more he thought about Maxwell the more he started to shape shift into his cat form... first it was his claws that came, digging into the tile floor so that when he moved them it brought out large pieces of the stone. Then his teeth came in... he couldn't imagine how he was going to make Juri hate him... "not one happy thought of you left in her head...". He snarled, clawing the cabinet door so hard that spinters went flying onto the floor. His eyes changed, from soft dark green to a bright yellow... his pupils became their rigid vertical shape before he turned around. Standing tall, much taller than his normal shape, were cat... If he didn't complete the transformation into cat he would surely go hunt down Maxwell... and that wouldn't be good at all. It only took a moment to complete... and there he was... a massive white cat, his tail swishing violently from side to side as he made his way into the bedroom... his last night of sleep beside Juri... until he killed that bastard and sharpened his teeth on the bones.*
Aidan Garvey Ulric De Ciel
*Aidan had enjoyed Dimitra's company very much since Juri had gone away. And since it was generally just the two of them running the infirmary and there wasn't much cause for "crisis" of work load they got to spend a lot of free time together. When they had a moment off, if it was every at the same time he would show her around, and introduce her to others if she hadn't been done so already.*
Starkling Micheal Godspeed De Ciel
*He couldn't help himself one morning when he woke up, the sun was rising, and it was just a beautiful moment outside. Dispite his wife's wants to sleep in he got up, pulling on a robe. Once it was tied he wrapped the blanket around her and lifted her up into his arms, carrying her outside into the sun... sitting down in a chair near the garden. He looked at her sleeping face with such tenderness, such loving... a warm smile crept over his lips before he rested them on her forhead. Watching the sunrise... *
Cecily Della Godspeed De Ciel Greystone
*Her head was pounding. It hadn't been this bad in decades, she could barely move... She leaned her frame against the counter in the kitchen, her eyes closed tight as she gasped for breath, dropping the glass she had been holding to the ground. The sound of the shatter didn't even phase her... She took several sharp deep breaths before falling to the ground, her blue hair mixed with the glass shards and a small trickle of blood that came from a shallow cut just above her eye. It seemed as if she had just fallen asleep... but it was much deeper than that. She had never had an empathic moment as strong as this... she didn't know where it was coming from and she couldn't stop it. Every muscle fiber in her body went limp and she lay there... lifeless... except for shallow breathing and a heartbeat.*
Jessica Noel De Ciel Greystone
*She was still resting, the girls were off to school and thank Deese that the babies were still resting after such a long night... the smile that she wore as she held to Farfello slowly faded, her teeth clenched and she dug her fingernails down against Farfello's skin.... nightmare....*
....so cold... trapped... hurt... she slowly opened her eyes to complete darkness... as her eyes slowly started to adjust she could see something...almost glowing ... she reached her hand out, the yellow growing closer, yellow eyes... staring... her fingers lightly brushed against fur... so confused... before another thought could pass the creature was snarling ontop of her... horrific claw marks scared her face. She tried so hard to cover herself but large teeth came down against her ribs... darkness... so much nothingness and pain. She could feel her own blood, hot against her body... the pain so overwelming that she couldn't even move... couldn't scream... claws... teeth... she felt it as her lungs were punctured... and then it was on her throat... the darkness went blank... no noise... no yellow eyes... but she was still alive... paralyzed ....
*Jessica was biting down so hard on her lower lip that it was bleeding, it would probably require stitches... if Farfello moved she would claw at the sheets... she was in a deep sleep and it would be hard to wake her.. very hard, much harder than any other nightmare... her eyes were wide open, full of terror... and their bright violet color.... so much for sweet dreams.*
(Damn... I suck at posting. Maybe I need to build my tolerance back up *laughs*. I'll talk to you soon. Miss you. Love you! See you Sunday! *nibbles*)
*Alex sat by the bed, he didn't know what else to do. He watched Juri with his dark green eyes, his mind rushing with things he wanted to say... things he wanted to do... but most of all how he wanted to shread Maxwell into a thousand bloody pieces. When she moved he would replace the covers... sighing deeply. Then he picked up a book, taking a pen from the side table and started to write, he wrote everything that was in his head at the time... some of it made sense... some of it didn't. He wrote about what Maxwell had done, and what he had been told to do. He wrote how he felt about Juri... everything. After he couldn't see straight enough to write anymore he walked into the kitchen, leaning down on the floor with wet towels and cleaned up the mess of blood that had been there. The more he thought about Maxwell the more he started to shape shift into his cat form... first it was his claws that came, digging into the tile floor so that when he moved them it brought out large pieces of the stone. Then his teeth came in... he couldn't imagine how he was going to make Juri hate him... "not one happy thought of you left in her head...". He snarled, clawing the cabinet door so hard that spinters went flying onto the floor. His eyes changed, from soft dark green to a bright yellow... his pupils became their rigid vertical shape before he turned around. Standing tall, much taller than his normal shape, were cat... If he didn't complete the transformation into cat he would surely go hunt down Maxwell... and that wouldn't be good at all. It only took a moment to complete... and there he was... a massive white cat, his tail swishing violently from side to side as he made his way into the bedroom... his last night of sleep beside Juri... until he killed that bastard and sharpened his teeth on the bones.*
Aidan Garvey Ulric De Ciel
*Aidan had enjoyed Dimitra's company very much since Juri had gone away. And since it was generally just the two of them running the infirmary and there wasn't much cause for "crisis" of work load they got to spend a lot of free time together. When they had a moment off, if it was every at the same time he would show her around, and introduce her to others if she hadn't been done so already.*
Starkling Micheal Godspeed De Ciel
*He couldn't help himself one morning when he woke up, the sun was rising, and it was just a beautiful moment outside. Dispite his wife's wants to sleep in he got up, pulling on a robe. Once it was tied he wrapped the blanket around her and lifted her up into his arms, carrying her outside into the sun... sitting down in a chair near the garden. He looked at her sleeping face with such tenderness, such loving... a warm smile crept over his lips before he rested them on her forhead. Watching the sunrise... *
Cecily Della Godspeed De Ciel Greystone
*Her head was pounding. It hadn't been this bad in decades, she could barely move... She leaned her frame against the counter in the kitchen, her eyes closed tight as she gasped for breath, dropping the glass she had been holding to the ground. The sound of the shatter didn't even phase her... She took several sharp deep breaths before falling to the ground, her blue hair mixed with the glass shards and a small trickle of blood that came from a shallow cut just above her eye. It seemed as if she had just fallen asleep... but it was much deeper than that. She had never had an empathic moment as strong as this... she didn't know where it was coming from and she couldn't stop it. Every muscle fiber in her body went limp and she lay there... lifeless... except for shallow breathing and a heartbeat.*
Jessica Noel De Ciel Greystone
*She was still resting, the girls were off to school and thank Deese that the babies were still resting after such a long night... the smile that she wore as she held to Farfello slowly faded, her teeth clenched and she dug her fingernails down against Farfello's skin.... nightmare....*
....so cold... trapped... hurt... she slowly opened her eyes to complete darkness... as her eyes slowly started to adjust she could see something...almost glowing ... she reached her hand out, the yellow growing closer, yellow eyes... staring... her fingers lightly brushed against fur... so confused... before another thought could pass the creature was snarling ontop of her... horrific claw marks scared her face. She tried so hard to cover herself but large teeth came down against her ribs... darkness... so much nothingness and pain. She could feel her own blood, hot against her body... the pain so overwelming that she couldn't even move... couldn't scream... claws... teeth... she felt it as her lungs were punctured... and then it was on her throat... the darkness went blank... no noise... no yellow eyes... but she was still alive... paralyzed ....
*Jessica was biting down so hard on her lower lip that it was bleeding, it would probably require stitches... if Farfello moved she would claw at the sheets... she was in a deep sleep and it would be hard to wake her.. very hard, much harder than any other nightmare... her eyes were wide open, full of terror... and their bright violet color.... so much for sweet dreams.*
(Damn... I suck at posting. Maybe I need to build my tolerance back up *laughs*. I'll talk to you soon. Miss you. Love you! See you Sunday! *nibbles*)