☢ωнαт αяε ¥συ? ☣ || The war is coming. || Closed. || ஐ

[Haze-L-Kitten]

Blake hadn't mentioned it even thought it would have made a better comparison with Russel's stroy. However, his didn't play out like her's had. His father had been the one that had taught him how to mourn, release, and grow from the loss. His mother had followed after him having the undying bond of a true soul mate that called her in the end to be with him, all in all. Walking in their pace, he sensed a thickend emotion that surrounded Russel. Guilt. But, what for? She had no abundant reason to feel guilty. Yes, she'd mourned over her mother, but that was a natural stage. She shouldn't feel bad for grieving over someone lost, but grow from it. Looking down at her, he felt her head move into his chest, causing his eyes to fall down to look at her. He felt warmth arise form where her head rested. He let a smile spread across his face in silene as he resumed to walking with her. Letting her rest in traquility as he walked in content, nearing her home as his eyes observed the streets.

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Natallie huffed from her lips again, rolling her eyes in denial. "Yeah, you're the life of the party no dought." She teased him with a bit of sarcasim as she snickered at her words. Turning, she unlocked the door and walked inside. She did admitt, it was a nice change from always being alone and wandering aimlessly, daily in hopes something would find her. Absentmindedly, she thougth about the demon she'd last seen, throwing himself into the apitumy of Hell. She sighed softly at the rememberance of him, letting her wonder of his where abouts fade. Where he was would no doughtfully shock her, but she woul remain obvlivious to the knowledge. She turned and looked at Frank and stood in the open living room. "Well, home sweet home." She said.

~My name is Casanova~
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Frank
"Its what I live for" he retorted confidently, a smirk tugging at his lips as they entered the building. Frank gazed around the apartment, placing himself down on the nearest seat, legs spread out as he rested his clasped onto his stomach which was growling furiously "Best home I've known in years" he replied happily, making himself at home almost instantly, smiling uncontrollably.

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[Haze-L-Kitten]

Natallie took a second to toss her keys across the dsitance from where she stood to where her nigthstand was, which was right in veiw just around the corner and it landed perfectly, sliding a little bit, but not falling off. She grinned at her successful aim and then turned around to see Frank already making himself comfortable. He was welcome to do so. She grinned at him softly and infromed. "That's good. Just don;t eat me out of house and home." She said in a tease, but was serious.

[sicksadworld.]

~My name is Casanova~
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Frank
Frank laughed, tilting his head back as he did so "Don't worry, I don't eat that much anyway, I'm keeping an eye on my weight" he said patting his bony torso, then scratching it as he yawned lazily keeping his hand underneath his bloody vest "So how long have you been here?" he asked, blue eyes focused entirely on Natalie as he did so.

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[Haze-L-Kitten]

Natalle looked to him reasured as she came to sit down on her sofa that was across from the seat he'd come to claim. She chuckled at his comment about his weight and she teased him with her own comment. "I though girls only watched their weight." She grinned amusedly, before he rose the question of how long she'd been here. She took a soft sight and shurgged, looking back to him. "It's been a couple years, maybe two or three? I'm not certain." She said inaccruately. She's lost count over the years.

[meijhana]

Hazle:: I'd known my timidnes had bene easily seen earlier, but I'd let it take its choaking hold and subside before it melted away and faded into nothingness. My motion had been for his comfort. I could tell it took him by surprise by the slightest change in his outreach, but it subsided also. I kept my gaze on him as he made his comment on behalf of my suggestion to stay put in his condition. I nodded softly in agreement with is words about it being all worth it and let my eyes watch his hand that traveled through is hair that had been dampened and tathered with his persperation. Sliding my gaze away, my eyes looked to the ground in a glimpse to see quick pathces of blood that had been scatterd in the battle. MY eyes wandered around before my ees found Alyx in her own zone as the angel continued to talk to her. I could tell she was extremely exshausted, but her pride was what kept her upright. My attention was drawn back to Tobias when he'd made the indocation that his favorite shirt had been soiled in the life threatning event. I still had my arm around his shoulder's, but as I looked back at him. I arched my brow at him with a grin of question. "What do you want me to do about it?" I asked him, seeing the mischeviousness in his gaze as he tugged at his tathered and torn garment. I let my arm slide from around him, but stay behind him as I took a leaning position his way before I straightend up and kept my gaze on him for his reply.

Tobias
Tobias just laughed. "Oh nothing," he said, grinning. "Just an observation." He stretched his arms, finally finding a motion that he could complete without hurting himself and smiling as his taut muscles had a chance to release their tension. Deciding that he was going to be here a while and that he may as well get comfortable, Tobias carefully lifted one arm, draping it around Hazle's shoulder as she had done to him previously, though still slightly tense. He did not know how she would react to this gesture, and the unknown was what he feared most of all. Still, he figured that it was better to take chances than it was to sit along the sidelines and watch life as it passed by, and that is exactly what he intended to do.

((Sorry for the brevity again...For some reason today just isn't working out for me :/))

[Haze-L-Kitten]

Hazle:: I let my eyes linger on him with a teasing suspision, before it let it go and smiled softly as I sighed. I didn't suspect when he'd raise his arms up in a streach that he would lay one over my shoulder's as I'd done to him earlier. Blinking at the realization, I looked to him with my own turn of surprise before I smiled with the threat of my face flustering. However, I refused to let the threat surface and I faught the flustee the best I could. By, looking away and turning my head down and letting my hair drape on both sides of my face as I felt my cheeks hgrow warm, but luckily it didn't last for long as I played it off. Iacted as if I were rubbing my eyes and then siffled through my nose as my face cleard form all evidence of my facial fluster. I looked up to him, letting the arm that I'd out behind him earlier, rais back up and I shifted it behind him with a smile and no hesitation or facial breaking. { It's okay. It gets to me too(; }

[maxlet]

| Russel Eaton |
: Rue - Werewolf - 17 :

She took a deep shaky breath before lifting her head. She opened her eyes and squinted furiously to try and read the street sign in front of them. He would turn her down the right road when it came, but she still wanted to be of some sort of help. She huffed angrily and quit. Turning her face up to him, she decided to just describe her home, "My house is white, by the way. It has a porch swing on the front porch and a big Oak with a garden underneath in the front yard. Mum loved to garden." She turned her face from him and laid her head back down in his chest. Seeing as she was blind, she could be of no help and might as well use him for more support. She kept her arm on him, but shifted it so it was fully around his waist. She clutched onto his sweatshirt before continuing. "You might also see an ugly shed in the backyard. I'm fixing that tomorrow." Which was true. The shed in the backyard held all of her mother's gardening things, but the blue paint that was on it had started to peel and chip off. All of last week she had spent time scraping the paint of, and just yesterday bought a gallon of white paint. Tomorrow was going to be her painting day. While she still had her dad around, he was what you called an absent parent. He was there physically, but not mentally or emotionally. Just enough to work, eat, and sleep. The rest was up to her.

[meijhana]

Tobias
Tobias smiled serenely as Hazle returned the gesture. He exhaled softly as Hazle let her hair fall over her face so that he couldn't see any of the expressions that might have been crossing her face. He looked back down at her as she looked back up at him with a wide smile. He didn't really feel much of the pain anymore, which he supposed was a good thing, but at the same time he couldn't do much without expending the precious energy he had left. He glanced up at the sky, eyes locked onto the moon momentarily. It should be late enough, he thought. I can probably feed pretty easily. His eyes wandered around, scanning the apartments that were nearby the theatre, hoping that at least a few people were asleep. He closed his eyes, blocking out all distractions, including Hazle, Alyx, and the angel, completely retreating into his own mind. He reached out with his consciousness, brushing against the sleeping minds of the unsuspecting citizens of the area with a smile, knowing that soon he would be able to feed off of their fear. He found someone, a child, young, by the feel of it, who was deep into sleep. Ordinarily, he would have just torn apart this girl's dream, or the dream of anyone else who he could, but he felt that he did not want to feel like a monster just after fighting with the angel, and especially with Hazle around. But he knew that children's dreams were particularly easy to change to nightmares, they exhibited vast amounts of fear that could feed him for days under normal circumstances, and luckily they bounced back from the horrific experience he could create rather quickly. Much more quickly than their adult counterparts. He carefully began making his way into the girl's dream, the demonic side of him practically purring in anticipation for this "meal."
The dream was simple, as usual. The girl was riding horses, a simple enough past time, causing Tobias to grin as he remembered Charger and Max and how he had ridden with Hazle. Focus, Tobias, he had to remind himself. He couldn't afford to make mistakes right now. Luckily for him, it was going to be a simple feat to transform this dream. As he sat on the fence that surrounded the pasture where the girl was riding, invisible to the ignorant dreamer, he began his work. There were woods nearby, and with a grin, Tobias imagined all of the sorts of beasties that could be found in a place like that. He knew he didn't even have to make it realistic, due to the innocent nature of this dreamer. So let's make this one really scary for her, he thought with a feral smile. Suddenly, loud growls began to emanate from the trees. The girl's head whipped around, wide blue eyes shining with curiosity and wild blonde hair framing her angelic face. At Tobias' bidding, a huge beast that Tobias could only describe as a chimera burst out of the woods, charging at the girl and roaring, the guttural sound seeming to tear from its throat. The girl screamed, spurring the palomino horse into a wild sprint away from the beast, but Tobias knew that he had to make her feel real fear. He urged the beast forward, cringing slightly as he practically felt the girl's heart begin to pound. The sweet taste of fear washed through him, giving him more energy than he seemed to have had for days. "Just a little more," he whispered to the chimera. Finally, the beast was close enough to make its final move. As it took a flying leap towards the girl, the fear was so strong that Tobias could almost feel himself being lifted off of the ground because of it. The girl screamed, and everything went black.
Tobias' eyes snapped open as the girl who he had been haunting woke up. His eyes burned bright red, and virtually all of the pain in his abdomen was gone. As he reached down to feel the wounds, it seemed as if they were slightly more healed than they had been before, or at least they were no longer bleeding at all. He felt as if he were on top of the world, and for a moment he did not remember that Hazle was there. He looked back at her, starting slightly as he realized that he was in such close proximity with another person. Not that it bothered him. He had just forgotten. He thought back to the girl he had tormented guiltily, shifting uncomfortably. "It was just a dream," he told himself, his voice barely audible. He smiled at Hazle. "Sorry for my momentary mental absence," he said with a flash of a smile. He gave her shoulder a light squeeze, the gesture comforting him as much as he hoped it comforted her with her wounded wrist and exhaustion.

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Natalle looked to him reasured as she came to sit down on her sofa that was across from the seat he'd come to claim. She chuckled at his comment about his weight and she teased him with her own comment. "I though girls only watched their weight." She grinned amusedly, before he rose the question of how long she'd been here. She took a soft sight and shurgged, looking back to him. "It's been a couple years, maybe two or three? I'm not certain." She said inaccruately. She's lost count over the years.

~My name is Casanova~
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Frank
Frank frowned for a moment and looked lazily towards Natalie "What a lovely complement" he retorted, drumming in his stomach as he watched her with blue eyes and shrugged at her final stomach "Nice, I did live in a house Neil a few years back" he chuckled, rubbing his eyes with a hearty sigh "God I love been back under a roof" he added as he tilted his head back and stared upwards.

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