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[Vespur]

Lights flickered above her head sending her red bloodshot eyes upwards the view the small flicker of a flame inside the street lamp. It didn't stop flicker her eyes adjust from the lights on and off motions, and for a moment she wanted to smash it with her long horns. For a small moment she had pasted a grin on her face her teeth rolling upwards as it flickered on and off above her head her hair shining in the light each time it turned on. With a small blink of her red eyes she turned jumping upwards at the light with her legs to open her horns.
It felt easy and smooth as they slipped from her bones crushing there way into power, and usually she would scream at the feel as well as sound, but these many nights of using them had grown easy to her. Lifting her left fist her horn jabbed into the light sending a small bolt of electricty though her body as it cracked into the glass sending shards onto her black cloak. Once it stopped with its light she landed back on the ground, the whole deal took less then a minute for her. A small part of her mouth hitched up as she kept on moving though the street, and good thing for the night was no cars aroudn to shine at her. She hated cars sometimes. When human she loved them, but now as a well monster she hated the feel of almost the shine shining onto her face though the cold darkness that she loved.
Her small grin disspeared leaving only a growl coming from her chest, and it sounded to her madly hungry from lack of humans she fed on this week. A growl with a low chest was not somethign she should be doing, nope. Tucking a peice of fake black hair that is normaly brown she slipped it behide her ear hoping for any soudn of a elder, or hobo maybe to eat tonight. She went for them most of the time upset that there sudden death, but at least goign for the old then the fresh ones others went for. She kept onward her ears listening for any sounds like a animal hunting down prey, and in the dark chills of night she felt at peace with herself. Something hard for her to do.

[grapejuice]

(( Back for the next three days ^w^ ))

Samantha
She slept soundly, cuddled somewhat closely to Walker, the boy who she'd given part of herself up to, the one who now filled her dreams. The rays of the sun moved onto her eyelids, the light irritating her until she rolled over, blinking when she realized the person who had been there before was now gone. Samantha's gaze moved around the room, before she slowly sat up, stretching her arms and letting out a near silent yawn. Where was he? She knew he wouldn't have just... left. This was his house. As she slowly forced herself out of bed, the realization of the previous night's events hit her. I... I slept with him... a boy I just met... A few other things crossed her mind as well, like the question if this had been a one-night thing. Would he want her to leave? She didn't want to, but if he asked her... Speaking of him, where was Walker? Then she heard the faint noise of a shower running, and she smiled, thinking about heading into the bathroom and possibly joining him, but she decided against it. Instead, she grabbed her clothes off the floor, and sighed, realizing she'd need a new bra and pair of undies for the day. She set her stuff on the bed, before laying on it again, pulling the covers tight around her before giving a heavy sigh.

Jayme
Beside him, he felt the girl moving restlessly, and chuckled softly. His eyes opened, his gaze falling down on the girl who now had her face buried into his chest. Just as he looked down at her, she opened her own eyes, their gazes meeting almost instantly. " Good morning, beautiful. " He murmured softly, reaching his arms upward to stretch a bit, before putting an arm around her. The previous night had been quite fun for him, even though her didn't know the girl quite well... He began remembering what she'd been saying, how she was worried about her father finding out, and the promise he made to her. Jay would keep that promise, too. Never would he let anyone hurt her, or allow anything bad to happen whatsoever. Sure they'd only met and all... but there was something about her. Something that made him feel so strongly towards her, that he planned on staying with her. " Did you sleep well? "

Kaycee
His gaze never left the boy in front of him, an everlasting smile left on his lips as he listened to Neeko. He had the softest voice, and it fit the cute, shy boy so well... Every word spoken kept him in deep interest, as if the boy had him under some sort of spell or form of hypnosis. When he finished speaking and asked about him, Kaycee chuckled, pushing his red bangs back so his gaze could his Nikki's. " Well, my dear Nikki, if you must know, my full name is Kaycee Gerard Winthrop. I turned seventeen six months ago, and I'm only 5'5. My favorite time of day is around the same time, but on stormy nights... when everything looks so eerie, but at the same time so beautiful. I love the color red, and I am too, gay. " Kaycee finished, looking up as Marie brought their pizza over, giving them both a smile before heading back behind the counter. The boy just smiled over to Nikki, looking down to the pizza before taking a slice and setting it on one of the plates.


Dexter
**shall we bring these two in soon?**

[pastelprincess]

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*

~Ivy~

Ivy giggled softly at Lizzie's excitement. Unable to help herself, she turned and lightly kissed Lizzie. She pulled back, her cheeks red. "Anyways...Where is your apartment?" she questioned, hoping not to seem too rude. It was cold, however. Ivy couldn't help but wonder.

[Soul Of Space]

( OMG KELL! *huggleglomps* And yes. xD I'll post for them in a bit. :3 )

[ElementalInsanity]

Ari had no idea that he had actually hurt Wren so bad. But it was starting to click, especially once Wren began talking again. It was more than obvious that it was getting harder for Wren to do anything, let alone try and speak. Ari looked down at him as he called him an arrogant bastard. He was slightly hurt by the comment, but that was really nothing compared to what Wren was in, so he just shoved that away. "I...I'm not ever going to kill you Wren. A-And...I...I didn't....maim you." He replied quietly, with slight worry. This was exactly similar to when he had been in that store with Skye. And in effect Skye had said the same thing. Yes, different wording, but still. He cast a glance at the boy's shoulders and arms. Surely he hadn't...actually done anything too serious? He couldn't have. He simply just did what Skye had down, except...deeper and in the shoulders. Although now that he was thinking about it...it could spell death for Wren. Which in turn would spell death for Skye. Because if Adelle came...oh god. Ari's eyes widened slightly with shock. Looking at Wren...he looked all small. Nothing like he had just earlier that day. How much things could change in one instant. Once he tightened the bandages he heard Wren yelp. "I'm sorry. But it's something I have to do." Ari couldn't understand how much it hurt, although he had some idea that once Wren healed that he would, if not much worse. Looking at Wren, he saw his gaze flatten, which only made his eyes widen more. Oh god. Was Wren going to be like Skye now? No. That couldn't happen. Ari could not deal with two people like that. It would drive him insane. Plus add to the fact he had no idea what to do for them. For Ari, he couldn't really tell the difference between Wren and Skye, at least not right now. He was sure that later he would be able to, seeing as Wren would snap out of it much faster than Skye, and also...probably not go that far gone like Skye had. Gently tipping Wren's head up he looked the younger boy in the eyes. "Wren. I know you hate me right now, rightfully, and I know you are in a lot of pain. But I need you to tell me if I need to do anything else. Is just bandaging those going to be alright? Or do I need to do anything else?" Ari was hoping to get some sense out of him, but if not the bandaging would have to do. He looked at Skye to see him sit down on the couch. Which was now quite covered in Wren's blood. Ari moved slightly so that he could prepare to bandage Wren's other shoulder, before he felt Skye tugging at them, making a very weird, but cute, sound. His gaze went from Wren's shoulder to Skye and back before nodding. Handing the younger Lithius the bandages he then said, "Patch him up. Check out mine and make sure I did it right. I will be right back. Don't do anything else. Got it?" Ari gave both of them a final look before heading towards the bedroom. He pulled the sheets down. Once Skye was done bandaging him, he'd move Wren into here, before seeing if he couldn't find a computer somewhere. He needed to see where they were in town. He was familiar with every part of town, but not to the extent of where he knew where to find everything. And by the looks of this apartment, he was wanting to move. Tomorrow. He would today, but he figure he'd give Wren time to rest. Ari was actually thinking about leaving him....but he couldn't. It wouldn't feel right and he would feel way too guilty. Leaving Wren was pretty much leaving him to die. So. Automatic no. Of course, there was no computer here. Or laptop. Or really anything that he could get a map from. Returning back into the living room he gave a small sigh. He'd check some of the rooms here, and if he couldn't find anything...then he'd just have to wing it. He needed to move them out of there and as soon as possible. And he would have to carry Wren, while leading Skye. Fun. Of course he had done this to himself...but....but really nothing.

Walker quickly finished up with his shower, doing nothing with his hair except towel drying it. Because he really didn't feel like doing anything with it. It'd take too much time, time that he didn't want to spend. Doing a quick drying of himself off, he slipped on his boxers and some baggy pants, before slipping a loose fighting plain black shirt over his head. He checked himself out in the mirror and gave a small laugh. To Walker he wasn't really thinking of how he had just met her. He had done that with many girls who he had just met. And if Samantha wanted to leave, she could. If she wanted to stay a while, she could do that as well. But for Walker...he wasn't sure if this was actually going to last as a 'relationship.' Because really...they didn't know each other. Stepping out of the bathroom he looked over at Samantha to see her pulling the covers around her and giving a sigh. "Something got you down?" He asked quietly, a small smile on his face. If she needed clothes...he had plenty of clothes that would fit her. Something he always had for....these kind of things.

[Make Me A Dream]

Allison nodded to Michael. "Yes I will keep it in mind. I will go after that girl later. Although I might die in the process. I am not all that strong yet." She murmured. She looked at the hospital and put her head down. Her hood shielding her eyes. She walked inside and pushed the button to keep the doors open for Michael and Ace. She signed Ace into the hospital and they came out with a streacher bed to take Ace away to his room. Allison specified to the people at the front desk to not allow any visiters to Ace except herself. Hopefully this would keep Ace from harm when Allison went off to find out what she could about the purple eyed boy and the girl who had hurt Ace.

[Noel]

What Mark might not have realized was just how strict the Lithius laws were regarding humans. Protecting them was forbidden, as was so much as talking to them unless about to turn them into Lithius. That much Adell knew Michael had broken, and would soon reveal. As once mentioned before, the Counsel had no love for her having broken a few of the laws herself, namely the one about killing fellow Lithius without cause, which she utterly disregarded. For that reason, like Skye her skin was a shade darker then it had originally had been from spending excessive time in the sun. After murdering two Lithius with no cause, right in front of many others, her punishment had involved being tied down in the sun. Hence where her tendency to torture others, Skye among them, in that way came from. Her indirect revenge, one might guess. "Yeah, there aren't many natural-borns. About five maybe, as my sources tell me. You've met one of them, and two of them aren't far away when I last checked. You're a bit surrounded, you know. As for the younger Lithius, the amount is rising quite quickly. And half of them are quite deadly, like little Skye.” Her tone was happy, uncaring, but eager. She wanted to fight this hunter, rather ill-famed in the Lithius world. Of course, there was danger to it, but Adell was oblivious to that. “You would actually avenge me killing him? I doubt it." Adell replied cheerily, but refrained from naming Tyler in particular as a natural Lithius. She was enjoying watching him mess with the hunter's mind just a bit too much to ruin that just yet, that was her only reason though, meaning she would reveal it someday, probably soon. Then watch as the events played out, maybe popping in here and there to kill someone, or a few people. Mark; how she wanted to get a knife into his flesh. Or bite him. Making that boy a Lithius would be hilarious, and he would surely die from it, probably by suicide. Two birds with one stone; boredom and the hunter himself. Of course, if she were to step up and bite him, she would die. And making it so she couldn’t see how everything played out would defeat the entire purpose, although dying as to destroy Mark’s life was a fine way to go. But Adell intended to stay alive and continue to constantly increase the Lithius population. Killing this hunter though would be… very nice.
“Clearly you know I’m one of the main reasons why the Lithius population is rising so much. You also know that my head will help solve some of your… issues. I know that I’m wanted dead. However, your death is desired as well, if not to that…extent. Killing you would be… useful. Very useful. Even if we walk away right now, we’ll meet again. Care to get this over with now, or later? I can make your life hell before then though.” Adell was happy, enjoying talking about everything. She could easily read the situation, after so many years of practice it was a second nature to her. Another small step forwards and she had crossed that sacred line. Mark was now just with her arms reach. If either of them moved….

[Vespur]

[Does anyone now when Ms.(Bloody's Nickname I gave her x3) will arrive online? Kind of needing a post replyed to.]

[Noel]

Absoli: I wouldn't know. None of us know her in real life.

Wren very dimly heard Ari speak to him. That was one of those moments were the difference between him and Skye, namely that fine line between having an 'unstable' or an 'insane' mind, made all the difference. Wren knew that letting himself join the younger boy in the void, even if for a brief time, could be fatal to himself. More importantly, he could keep himself from doing just that for awhile, with a fair amount of difficultly. Knowing it was important, he drew himself back slightly to reality, expression pained and more then slightly dazed. After a moment of making himself focus, he managed an answer. "Can you.. stitch a wound? I can't, arms... won't move." And that was all he said, knowing just bandaging would have to do until he could fix up the gashes himself, if Ari didn't know what to do for them. That was a grim thought; throughout the years Wren knew exactly what infection and such meant when it came to wounds, and the memories scared him. If his arms were working, he would have been able to do what he needed for them, but that wasn't the fate that life laid out sadly. So all rested in Ari's abilities. Wren, naturally, expected to die upon realizing that. When Ari spoke again, the boy found he couldn't understand most of what was said, which was terrifying. For once, he was scared that he was going to end up like Skye was, although he knew he was sane enough to recover quickly. But like that... a single hunter would be able to kill him with ease. Then he got another slight bold of fear when the blurry shape he remembered to be Ari stood up and left. If the gouges didn't get bandaged, he was good as dead. Naturally, he hadn't gotten enough of what Ari had said, although Skye did.
Skye had dealt with wounds constantly throughout the last seven years of his life. Adell had taught him the basics, Wren showed him more when they met, and experience hammered more knowledge still into his young mind. Even if his mind wasn't sure what it was doing, his hands knew. Quickly using a torn shread of the bandage to wipe the blood away, and then scour the wound as best he could, he tied it as tightly as he could around the gashes, after sticking another few torn bits directly over the cuts before wrapping the bandage. That would soak up a lot of the blood, and would be easy to remove. Not that Skye was thinking about that of course, but just knew that was what he did before he became the three-year-old his mind was stuck as. Then unwinding what Ari had done, to a groan of pain from Wren, he repeated that on the other set of gouges. Then just stared down at his own hands, which were now coated in blood. Which made him freeze, confusion spreading on his face. He didn't understand what was going on, when that had happened.... He didn't even look up when Ari appeared, gaze still fixed on his only slightly gore-splattered hands. Wren though, glanced up wearily, and said nothing. The void was growing very tempting, everything hurt, and there wasn't much he could do. But even if for just a brief time, he didn't want to leave Ari with two four years, especially when he had no idea what to do about it. But still.... the gashes hurt.

[Vespur]

Well does anyone want to start with her for now?