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[ElementalInsanity]

Ari was far from being in a good mood either. He narrowed his eyes slightly as Wren rolled his eyes at him, but was just glad that the boy didn't do anything to Skye. But obviously they both knew that he wouldn't be able to do much against him even if Wren did, although he sure would try. But, all Wren did was say things to himself about his cheek. That was better than the alternative. Ari watched as Wren grabbed the label back and just nodded. He wasn't going to comment at all, guessing that from the other boy's reaction that he wasn't wanting to talk about it. Probably something that was touchy. And Ari understood. Ari actually had done homeschooling up until Skye had bitten him. So he had quite a bit more education than Wren, but that didn't necessarily mean anything. Because he could read more than the younger boy, but he knew nothing compared to him when it came to...well actually quite a long of things. Ari had meant nothing by touching Wren's cheek. He had simply been touching it with a slightly sympathetic look on his face. Suddenly he felt a hand on his wrist, before feeling a sudden pain as Wren twisted his hand. He gave a small yelp and he bit down on his lip, drawing blood by his fang as it pierced it, and he bent forward slowly into Wren. A few seconds later he let go and Ari quickly pulled his hand into his body, clutching the hurt wrist with his other hand. He gave a small whimper as Wren glared at him, muttering a sorry to him. He watched as Wren did some little thing and popped something into the bottle. Ari nodded as he explained what he was needing to do with it and his eyes just followed him as he sat down next to Skye. Ari saw him grab Skye's wrist. Really? Now his love was struggling slightly. Ari walked over and grabbed the bottle from Wren holding it out to Skye. "Drink it?" He asked softly of him.

[Noel]

Adell just continued her little bit of amusement, quite liking watching Tyler mess with Mark's mind. Who wouldn't? It was entertainment of the greatest kind in her view, other then of course watching little humans scream in pain, often because they had just been bitten. Sadly, in the recent days that was getting harder to do, so she settled for playing with the minds of humans, Lithius, and hunters alike, although sadly she would not have been able to match what Tyler was pulling off right then, poor Mark. Maybe someday, if she was still alive. If not, well, watching it was good enough. She was probably going to inform the Counsel of the at least previously existing forbidden love, which would be very entertaining to watch play out. Strike that, she defiantly was. Adell had no liking for Michael, in fact he was the essence of pathetic in her eyes. So there would be no regret watching those tow probably die, just her happy laughter. She Mark's grip tighten on his knife, also tensing, a second later which effectively snapped her away from her thoughts. The human wasn't the cause of her bracing though, but Tyler ,who she knew would be able to defeat her without much trouble. Therefor, best to be ready to move at a half-seconds notice.
"Don't kill the young ones? That's quite a lot of us, you know. It's easier to bit them, and then there's the natural borns... there's a lot of little Lithius running around. Just haven't noticed?" Maybe Adell saw the more frequently, given her victims were typically fairly young, like Skye's existence proved. It was easier to manipulate and train the child then the adult, as Adell had learned. True they died easier as well, but that was of little importance to her. Just so long as they served their purpose of entertaining her while they lived, she was happy. That was they existed for, in her eyes. maybe Mark just hadn't really noticed? There were a fair amount of young Lithisu with contacts in, often younger then twelve, who simply looked like street kids. Or at least a fair amount of Adell's victims looked like that, she still had a clear image of both Wren and Skye like that, and Wren wasn't even directly a Lithius because of her.
"Well, I bit him young, and when he's not having an insanity fit he's a fair threat. So I think I did quite well. Though he won't be alive much longer, as we both know. Maybe I'll just kill him myself, save you hunters the trouble." Adelle mused, thinking aloud. Killing Skye in front of his new-found love would be a brief show that could be amusing , she decided. Tracking him down would be a pain, but with luck it would be worth it. but that was the future, what really mattered was the present. "'Little old you' happens to be a LIthius hunter that has killed quite a few of my pets. Why wouldn't I want you dead?" At that, she stepped closer to him again, leaving them just a few inches out of arms reach of the other. Or more accurately, of Adell's reach, as she was a fair bit taller and therefor had longer arms. That, they both knew, was a bit of disadvantage for Mark should they fight then. Given that they were the hunter and the murderer, chances favored it. Not to mention the urge to cause bloodshed was quickly rising... and wih that a wild look in her eyes and a happy smile quickly appeared. Her grip tightened on her own knife, although unlike Skye and Wren she did have short, but nonetheless impressively sharp, claws as well. Back up weapons, she called them. Now her face clearly showed that she was pondering attacking him or not, obviously leaning towards the former, the latter seeming quite boring.

[Noel]

Wren was quite that Ari didn't comment on his lack of schooling, for if he had the the other boy would probably have a similar bruise to the one Wren now had. Likewise after he had twisted Ari's wist away, offering no sympathy to his hurt look and the spot of blood his lip. That was nothing in his mind, having gone through things hundreds of times worse, hundreds of times. that was painless in comparison, and he couldn't care less about Ari's poor tolerance for pain. He jumped slightly as Ari yanked the bottle from his hands, holding it out to Skye. How he wished he could have killed him...
For Skye, once looking at it for a few seconds and paling, recognized both the scent and the appearance, and was fighting for his life to get away. Thankfully, Wren still had a tight grip on his wrist, now obviously why he had done it. Either way, Skye dragged him a few inches before Wren managed to brace himself, before springing to life. Snatching the bottle and throwing it hastily into a pocket, his grip was probably cutting of circulation to young boy's hand. In a quick movement his other hand was on Skye's upper arm, before effectively flipping him to the ground with a bit of a sickening thump. Not giving Ari or the young boy a second to move, he was already sitting on Skye's chest, fighting to keep him from moving. Which made it quite difficult to get the bottle out of his coat pocked and into his hand, which he finally managed after a few violent seconds. Quickly uncapping it and quite literally shoving the contents into Skye's mouth, before pulling the bottle away clapping a hand over Skye's face. With his other hand, he pinched the young boy's nose, leaving him with no choice other then to swallow, or suffocate. A few seconds later, Skye turning blue, Wren yelped in pain. He had forgotten Skye's claws would have regrown since he had last been able to cut them, and were now digging into his upper arm, blood quickly dying the coat red. More then slightly painful, but Wren had no spares hands right then, and didn't move until Skye was literally flushing purple and finally swallowed the vile stuff. Pulling away, ripping the claws out of his flesh, Wren gasped. Damnit. Pinning the boy down took a fair amount of effort, and now his arm hurt nicely. Skye was instantly moving, getting to the opposite side of the room, before sitting pressed against the wall, staring at Wren in horror and confusion, coughing violently as if to choke up the medicine finally inside of him. Wren, likewise, pushed himself onto the now slightly-disheveled couch, sitting and groaning again, pressing a hand against his new wound. Looking up at Ari, who he was kind of scared to learn how he would react to what had just happened, he managed a few slightly pain-lanced words. "Get him to drink some water if you can, he won't let me near him for a long time now. I'm going to patch this up, then sleep." At that, not waiting to finish, he yanked out a knife. Ignoring Skye's sudden change of expression, he cut off the sleeve of his coat, using that to bandage his arm before returning the knife to it;s usual spot. Now just to put up with whatever Ari would do, and finally he would get to sleep.

[Soul Of Space]

Lizabelle
Lizzie's cheeks still burned with a blush, though it wasn't as noticeable now that her face was shadowed by the cloak's hood. She walked along, in the direction of where they came, following their faded trail. She was well aware that her swirls were the same pale pink they'd been in the shop. Her black and golden hair covered one of her silver and mahogany eyes, and she glanced up at Ivy form the corner her eye. " Which home, doll? " she questioned softly. " Apartment, or the warehouse? "

[pastelprincess]

~Ivy~

Ivy's heart leaped, her cheeks flushed red at the word 'doll'. Lizzie called her doll. It nearly made her feel light headed. "How about..Apartment?" she wondered, tilting her head slightly. "I mean, if that's okay with you, of course." she hurridly filled in. Honestly, she still couldn't get the fact that Liz had called her 'doll'. To most people, it wouldn't mean much. It probably had any signifigance to Lizzie, either. But still.

[ElementalInsanity]

(Bleh. Post most likely wont be up tonight... XP)

[ElementalInsanity]

Mark of course wasn't liking Tyler messing with his mind one bit. Love was already confusing, let alone for him. And just add to that lovely mixture that him, a sworn hunter of their kind, was loving one of them. Was it even love? Or was it just...a feeling he had gotten being around Michael, simply because he now knew the other boy loved him, and could protect him if need be. And it wasn't hard to see that Michael would easily lay down his life for Mark if he had to. Not a lot of people could say they had that one kind of person in their lives. He was sure Adelle couldn't, and as attractive as this new boy was...he doubted he could say that. At least it wasn't Adelle who was toying with his mind about Michael's new....boy-toy. Because that would have surely started a fight. He was still praying that Adelle couldn't see or know about that previous....feeling he had had. He knew Michael still felt like that. And Adelle, just for fun, might go tell the heads of the Lithius about that. And even if Mark hated Michael, he wasn't about to let him die or get punished for that. "As my...newest source has told me, there are not very many...natural borns, as you called it. So I have no worry of those. When the time comes, me and my kind will exterminate them. And I do know that there are very many Lithius that are younger. Probably exactly why you are growing as a species. However, all young ones must grow up sometime. And I have my beliefs. I will not kill one, although if need be I will harm it, in self-defense. But, as said before, not all share my view on that. In fact, only a few have taken up this particular view." Yes, Mark was aware of just how many young Lithius were around. And a lot of them were all thanks to Adelle. Killing her could end the major spike of new Lithius, even if it didn't stop it altogether. "Yes. I feel for poor Skye. Poor boy never had much of a life because of you." Mark spat at her, his disdain for her clear. He could look at a decaying corpse and feel more towards that then he felt towards the female Lithius standing in front of him. "Kill him if you wish. But I will promise you this. Kill him, it will save us the work and save me the horror of having to do it myself, but I will come after you for it." What he said was a very clear promise and one that he would keep no matter what. He would really come after her either way, just because of his pure hatred for her kind and for her alone. She had caused more damage than most others, and she was actually quite valued. Any hunter who could bring her in, dead or alive, was surely one of the top hunters. Something that could prove to be of much use to himself. It could guarantee that Ari wouldn't be hunted and killed, nor would...any others should he choose their names. "That is true. I doubt that any of your kind wouldn't want me dead." Was his answer before she stepped closer to him. Every step closer got more and more dangerous, as she did have an advantage in height. Yet he still was a very fair fighter, so that didn't always mean much. He could see that she was dying just to get her knife into him, something that Skye had showed as well when he had been fighting.

Ari was smart enough to know a touchy subject when he saw one. At least usually. Even if he did want to comment on his lack of...schooling, it wouldn't be anything hurtful. Just simply ask a question. Although it seemed that even that would have ended up unpleasant. Before the huge commotion, he wiped the blood off his lip and wiped it onto his jeans. He really needed new jeans. Bleh. However he never expected what happened after he grabbed the bottle out of Wren's hands to actually...happen. He never imagined it would have. His own face paled as he watched Skye now struggling to get away...oops. He actually really wouldn't have minded if Wren had just killed him right then. He jumped back slightly as Wren yanked the bottle away and shoved it into his pocket. Before he knew it, he heard a loud and very terrible sound and saw Skye on the ground. About to say and do something he made a small move, but then Wren was already sitting on Skye's chest. Watching him for a few dumbstruck moments, he saw Wren grab out the bottle before dumping whatever he had put in it, into Skye's mouth. And then he did something that Ari would probably end up killing him for, even if it was probably his own fault. But one could never know, because it may have ended up like this even if he hadn't snatched the bottle from Wren. But he watched in as the boy covered Skye's mouth, which wasn't the problem. It was then he went and pinched his nose. Actually a good strategy he had to say, but one that could actually kill him. Because Skye could always choose to suffocate instead. He took a step forward once he saw his love turning a slight blue, and heard Wren yelp in pain. His eyes flicked over to Wren's arm, which it seemed Skye was smartly digging his claws into. Ari didn't exactly make a move to help either of them, mainly only because he knew that if he tried to help Skye...it just wouldn't work. And Wren he could really care less about. He watched helplessly as Skye's face then began turning purple. Now he knew he was actually going to step in, but then his love thankfully swallowed the stuff. So he wouldn't have to do anything after all. He watched Wren rip the claws out of himself, and he contained a smirk. Although he heard the boy gasp he could, as stated before, care less for him right now. As Skye quickly moved to the other end of the room, sitting against a wall and coughing, Ari slowly made his way over to Wren. He said nothing, as there wasn't much to say, although he was planning on doing something. Really anything if possible. It was slightly satisfying to hear pain dripping off the words that he spoke. He saw Wren yank out a knife, but really that wasn't on his mind right now, even if he could see Skye's scary change of expression when he saw it. Ari waited until Wren had actually put the knife back before grabbing his shoulders tightly, digging his own claws as deep as possible into Wren's skin. "You. Could. Have. Killed. Him." Ari spat out angrily. Oh how he wished he had actually taken the time to hide a knife on his person now. Sure he didn't know much in knife fighting compared to Wren, but all it took was one nicely aimed blow.

[Soul Of Space]

Lizabelle
Lizzie smiled, " The apartment's fine, Ivy. " she giggled, her lips pulling up into a bright, childlike smile. She looked up at Ivy, her silver and mahogany eyes twinkling. She could see that the other girl's face was red, and she guessed it was from when she called her doll. She smiled brightly at the other girl, giving her hand a light squeeze.

*begins thinking about Ty's post*

[Vespur]

[Finished with Danny. *Wips head and goes to do dishes* x3]

[Noel]

((New person=glomp time. Allow me to begin. *glomps*
Post the form. ^_^ I don't have any spare characters at the moment, but I probably will in a few posts, and Cavie and Bri surely do.))