Bring it On (War/Romance RP) *Semi-Lit*

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OOC: Luna isn't that fat... If Tasmesis energy is waning over her then Luna has to get to the gym or something...

Luna Rahal
White light was glowing ahead of her. Was it the light? A quote from a movie entered her mind. "Don't go towards the light." Repeating that over and over. Luna felt like she was moving. Floating? Or was she running herself? Luna felt the sun rising. She would be in even worse condition in human form as the werewolf body could sustain more injuries then a human ever could. Suddenly she felt her body drop, and the light collapsed in front of her. Willing herself to stay in wolf form as long as possible, Luna left her clothes somewhere... Had Ziva and Tasmesis reacher her yet? Her unconciouss body said "yes." Luna couldn't feel any part of herself now. Though maybe they did find me and they got hurt even more, hoping that didn't happen, Luna kept mumbling, "Don't be hurt, be okay, so sorry, don't get hurt, so so sorry, didn't mean too, got to close, full moon, didn't know." Over and over and over and over. Luna wondered if she actually spoke it or it was just her mind. that was uttering tose words? She tried to hang on the life was sapping out of her energy being sucked out of her very essence. Luna needed help...fast.

[~Forbidden Truth~]

"Vampire, huh?" Matt drawled, shaking his entire body like a dog trying to dry itself. He narrowed his eyes at Morgan, taken back by her comment, which he took as an insult. He wondered how old Morgan was, just because he always was curious, but he didn't let his guard down. He knew more than to do so around anyone. "Well, sorry if I was bored," Matt murmured, tensing up in case Morgan attacked.

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Tamesis Daniel Williams
{{I didn't mean to imply that she was fat, it was just that in my mind's eye, Tamesis was carrying her a long way}}
Torn between whether to follow Ziva and stop her from hurting herself, and staying with Luna, Tamesis froze for a few seconds, forming a plan in his head. He lifted Luna onto his back again, and called after Ziva. "Ziva! Wait!" He called, picking up speed as he jogged down the hill. Eventually catching up with her, he said "you can't go back, not now, not while you're injured. Come back to mine, then we can take care of Luna".

Morgan Eva Lovett
Morgan's eyes narrowed, and although she remained tense and ready to spring at any moment, she leant against the wall, seemingly relaxed. "Ah, boredom can do much to a man's mind. It can make him buy a car, hit on a girl" she said softly, "kill himself" she finished, her black eyes meeting his with a glint. "Acts of boredom" she said, moving a strand of red hair away from her face, "isn't life more fun?"

[e v e n t e r]

"No!" Ziva's eyes were wide with shock as she continued to run. "They are taking everything I have!!" Her voice began to waver, the first and only sign of just how badly this was affecting her. Everything she had and all of her memories were in that house. Ziva just wanted to crumble to the ground and let it all go, but she couldnt. Showing any of those emotions that were building up inside was considered weak and she knew it.

[~Forbidden Truth~]

Matt frowned, lashing his tail around once. "What are you talking about?" he snarled. His dark brown eyes glared up at Morgan, and he let out another snarl even though he knew she was right about one thing; he was bored, and this was just a way to relieve his boredom, even if for just a few minutes. He hated being bored almost as much as he hated the day his parents screamed at him and called him a monster. The very memory made him flinch.

[Kites]

Tamesis Daniel Williams
Torn, Tamesis slowed down, thinking hard. After a second, in which he had fallen quite a way behind Ziva, he had made up his mind, and sped up to follow her, trying to keep Luna on his back as he ran. "I understand, but don't to anything stupid" he grunted, not looking at her and panting in rythm with his feet. "If you're not done in three minutes, I'm taking Luna to a hospital by myself, she needs immediate help" he said seriously, his green eyes flashing in the low light.

Morgan Eva Lovett
Morgan snorted softly, the closest thing she could manage to a laugh, all be it a sarcastic one at that. She tilted her head to the side, a fine eyebrow raised in curiosity. "Shifter, maybe next time you should pick a fight with some humans. Maybe then you might not get hurt, if you're smart enough" she teased, her voice laced with silk. Her dark eyes glinted in the light as she leaned against a wall, her arms crossed as if she were bored.

[~Forbidden Truth~]

Matt snarled at Morgan, lashing his tail around lividly. "You're one to talk," he bit out. "You stupid bloodsucker!" He coiled up, tensing his muscles, and let loose, pouncing on Morgan with his claws outstretched. His pelt blended in with the dark surroundings a little, but not much, and his lips were pulled back in a ferocious snarl.

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Morgan Eva Lovett
The words cut into her like nothing else could. She had no choice in the matter, it wasn't her choice that she was what she was. She hissed, but then caught his movement out of the corner of her eye and twisted out of the way with unnatural speed. "Fool!" she cried, lashing out at the wolf, pain gripping at her chest, her eyes watering slightly. "I had no choice! None! Left to die by the man I trusted, the man I loved!" she cried, , her eyes narrowed to slits. She wanted to rage, she wanted to bite, kick and punch this thoughtless being. Her hands shook slightly as her shoulders heaved in dry silent crying. "I had no choice" she repeated, feeling sick with herself. She stepped back from the shifter, resisting the urge to run. To run as fast and as far as she could.

[~Forbidden Truth~]

Matt staggered back, his ears pulling back against his head as he looked at the ground, ashamed. "Sorry..." he muttered, knowing he'd gone too far, and knowing she was right. "I didn't mean it." He took a step backward, looking at Morgan apologetically.

[e v e n t e r]

Ziva Mason
Ziva snarled in response but continued to bound toward her house. "Go on then!" She had no other thought in her mind except for getting things out of her house. Ziva bolted blindly through the forest, dodging trees and brush before leaping onto her porch. Her lips formed a perfect O shape as she howled into the night, signaling her displeasure and hopeful revenge. Though the fire raged through her small cabin, Ziva leapt in, not thinking, only feeling for her things.