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

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| Russel Eaton |
: Rue - Werewolf - 17 :

She nodded her head gently. Of course she wanted to go home, even if he hadn't agreed to stay. Even worse than being home alone would be being stuck in the woods. She stepped forward and started walking again. This time she moved closer to him, but stayed silent. Her last question had rightfully gone without an answer. As much as she wanted to know, she knew if he told her she would have freaked out even more. At least this way she wouldn't worry herself about every person she passed on the street. Now it would only be the especially creepy and weird people. As they got nearer to her backyard, she remembered she didn't grab a key before leaving. That was why the hidden key was always a good idea. Her steps stayed steady the rest of the way. She felt better knowing they were almost back home and that she could eventually get some sleep tonight.

Finally coming to the edge of the woods, she could see the kitchen light still on. She passed the shed she had planned to paint the next day and kept moving until she was up the back porch steps and in front of the potted plant. Many pet goldfish had been buried in that potted plant over the last fifteen years. She titled the side up and pulled out the silver key that would let them back inside. Turning to the door, she unlocked it. Slipping it open, she took the key with her. She didn't want to risk someone getting it and breaking into her house. She stepped through the doorway and dropped the key on the counter. Her soiled shirt fell to the floor and both hands rooted in her hair. She kept her eyes still on the ground. The flip flop of today had her feeling exhausted and somewhat dizzy.

[Haze-L-Kitten]

Blake was glad she wasn't going after the answer he'd laid away. Her knowledge on it had all been for her well being stress wise and care on his part, for her. He noticed her change in distance that he didn't mind at all. Nearing the house, he could sense she was eager to be tucked away from the day she'd lived in all of meeting him. He brefiely thought about that as he let a silent chuckle part his lips and his eyes gluide over to Russel. Entering the back yard, his senses were calm and undectective of anything being aorund here that was threatning in any way, shape, or form. He watched her fish for the hidden key she gathered from a potted plan and headed for the door. His eyes scimmed the shed, remembering that she'd said she would be painting that tomorrow. A faint thought occured in his mind and he grinned at as he walked in behind her, since she took the lead this time. Once inside, he lingered in behind her and glanced down at himself. He sighed softly and looked up to Russel with a titled head, studying her. "You alright?" He could see her fatuige and exhasuton showing in her actions and eyes.

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| Russel Eaton |
: Rue - Werewolf - 17 :

"Huh? Oh yeah. I'm fine. It's just my head." She removed both hands from her hair. One went to her temple where she pressed a thumb, and the other grabbed the shirt when she knelt back down. She turned and noted his shabby appearance again. The kitchen would need cleaned, so she could easily do that while he got fixed up again. "Do you want another shower? I can dig you up some pajamas and another towel. The man soap should still be in shower." Personally, she didn't want another shower, but she knew she should probably take one. Though most of the grime was on her hands, the warm water would act much like his warm breath had earlier. Not only would it help settle her mind again, it would also aid her in sleeping. That was another thing. She would have to find somewhere for him to sleep. A guest room would have been great right now. She bit the inside of her lip softly and looked out the door past him and to the woods. She would have a lot of explaining to do tomorrow when her father finally got home. Bloody, torn clothes and a new young man in his home. There was no reason for him not to believe her, though. She had never done anything wrong before, so why would now be any different. Heck, she even still planned to paint the shed.

[Haze-L-Kitten]

Blake studied her and kpet his position where he stood. He blinked at her offer and shrugged lightly as he glanced down at his shredded apperance. Looking back to her, he smiled and said. "If you don't mind?" He said with the tilt of his head. The thought of spending the night here was fine, but he didn't know what her father would think of him being in the house with her, with the presence of bloody clothes. Despite that, he knew she had it covered, and he too had his own set plan if her's came crashing down. He's tell her father upfront himself, if asked by him; He'd back up Russel's words and anything to convice him. Though, he wasn't worried about it, right now. He wanted to get cleaned up again so he wouldn'd be a complete slobby mess in her house. { Fail. X_X }

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| Russel Eaton |
: Rue - Werewolf - 17 :

She shook her head and smiled lightly at him. "I don't mind. I'll dig out some stuff for you and then clean up this." She used and arm to motion to the kitchen. The pasta would be the only thing she really had to clean up. She could finish with the ingredients she got out and go ahead and make the pizza dough. It would have to sit and rise overnight anyways. Pizza for breakfast would be great. After her motion, she pointed out the door and to the stair leading upstairs. "Ready?" She out her thumb back to her temple and shuffled her feet along the tile. She could shower after him, and grab medicine then. Only when she went to grab the railing did she realize she still had the shirt in her hand. She would have no way to save it, so she might as well throw it away once she got upstairs. Reaching the top, she headed straight for the bathroom closet. Opening the door, she grabbed him a towel and shut the door again. Turning to face him she tossed the towel. "Think fast." Smiling again, she went to go for her father's room. She was sure he would have old pajamas mixed in with all his sentamental college things. She never understood why he insisted on keeping it all, but was glad he had decided to.

[Haze-L-Kitten]

Blake grinned appreciatively at her with a nod at her question as he followed after her. Trailing up the stairs behind her, he took into consideration and noticed that her ankle had made a full and complete recovery in such a quick time. He grinned to himself at the thought as he trailed up the stiars behind her. Standing a short distance away, he was prepared to catch the towel she tossed to him. Snatching it form the air, he presented her with his famous grin that was joined with a chuckle as he set it in the bathroom, before he walked out and to where she was again. It was almost like a Deja Vue, but different at the same time. { Fail again. U.U }

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| Russel Eaton |
: Rue - Werewolf - 17 :

His grin brought another from her. She shook her head and shuffled again down the hall to her dad's room. Stepping in she went to boxes that still sat out. She went to her knees and stifled a yawn before gently taking things out of the box. She left the clothes folded and stacked them until she got to the bottom. Nothing in the first box, she pushed it aside and pulled the other one in front of her. She repeated the process and had more success this time. How her father could have worn such things was beyond her. Of course, he was spoiled, but silk pajamas seemed over the top. She furrowed her brows and pulled them out. "Well, here you go." She held them up to him while standing. He had, or should have, everything he needed now. Going back into her normal routine was already eleviating her of her previous stress. Either that or she was getting too tired to care. She waited for him to take the pajamas and yawned into the crook of her elbow. She needed to keep busy in order to stay awake. Otherwise she would fall asleep before he was even out of the shower.

[[ Don't worry. I'm getting tired and failing worse than you ]]

[sicksadworld.]

Natallie listened to Frank and blinked her eyes. Accessing and getting a answer that it was something that was going to be there. She gave him a nod and looked ahead. She gave him a sideways glance at his remark. "I guess I'm your guide." She said with a faint smirk that rose to her lips as they headed for the main pond. The one where she usually endulged in a staring contest with her own reflection in the water, but she wouldn't be deminstraighting that today. She had a rebel to keep an eye on.

~My name is Casanova~
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Frank
Frank nodded "Yeah, cause of I get lost it's your fault" he chuckled as he walked a little faster towards the waters edge and stared down at it, kicking a pebble into the blue liquid and watching the riples for a moment before shaking his head and glancing over at Natallie "So, what do you want to do? We're in a park, nobody's here and my other forms need loosening up after the battle" he said with a smirk, before his body began to merge into the skeletal deer form, legs becoming longer and the sounds of clicking erupted as bones re-aligned or grew, fur began to grow and his face thinned out until he was stood there, fully transformed, looking down at Natallie with the huge black holes that were his eyes .

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[mukade]

Vincent Kenton ~ Vampire.

Mood: "Mischievous."
Location: "At Subway."
Talking to: "Eh, no one, at the moment."

Crushing on: "No one."
Dating: "No one. I'm forever alone.."

xXx xXx

I smiled, "It's nice to finally meet you, Kristen," I said then rose my head up and let my arm fall limply on the table's surface. "I'm bored. Wanna go cause some mischeif or something?" I asked, still in the mood to cause some chaos. I had already got back up to my feet and was leaning on the table, my hands lay against the surface, as I looked down at her with curiousness in my brown eyes.

[Haze-L-Kitten]

Blake drew after her and he waited pactiently as she drew a search for som pajamas for him. He lingered up behind her and watched her pull out a pair of silk pajamas. His brows rose up at this and he grinned at her as she turned around and presented them to him. He gave her a crut nod in thanks. "Check this out." He chuckled and looked at them before he settled them in his arm and he turned off to head to the bathroom. Entering, her closed the door behind him, locking it and he got to work cleaning himself up again. He finished quicker than he did last time, no need being why. He just did. Drying and re-applying a lighter supply of what he had, he dressed intot he silks and he grinned at teh feeling that lined his skin. He studied himself in the mirror and grinned at what he saw looking back. He shhok his hair out and towel dried it, before he stepped out, shaking his head out again. He came to stand where he was and glanced from side to side. He went to the edge of the stairs and he leaned agianst the railing slightly and spoke out. "Hey Russ, its all yours!"

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Natallie observed him and knew it the second his face drew into a smirk, he was going to change. It would be fine, since the park was a little bear, human wise. "No wonder you've got such a hard head." SHe teased about his deer thick skull. He was hard headed beside that, but she had to make a tease out of it. She grinned at him as she studide his form. She couldn't freely transfrom herself. Her size was about 20+ than his was and her wing span was rediculasly huge. She crosed her arms over her chest and motioned her wwrist for him to go on. "I'm not spottin' you."

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"And I you, Vincent." Kristen studied him. Her eyes looking over his facial recognition and she arcehd abrow at him as he came to stand eagarly and questioning her. Her gaze was a bit aroused at this vapire's motion. "You read my didn't you?" He question was formatted into a tease as her lips bent into a light grin of amusment. She drew to her feet and looked to him with question. "What do you have in mind?" She questioned him as she decided on this not being a bad idea. Something to bring her back to life, which was causing other misfortune.