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by starseeker4786 » Fri Jan 16, 2015 7:54 pm
Alyiah growled quietly, then rolls her eyes. "Excuse me if I sound rude, but I think that's enough. Those goddam hunters-" she stops and puts a hand over her mouth.
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by non compos mentis » Sat Jan 17, 2015 2:28 am
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"It seems you talk too much," Trevon
lightly chuckled. "Keep going please." He patiently waited for the answer. The words he uses can convince people do what he wants, depending on his tone. It's not a power but more like a skill. A skill in which he's currently doing.
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by non compos mentis » Sat Jan 17, 2015 10:56 am
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"Always accusing me of something," Trevon whispered. He sighed and looked at the deep end of the ally. It is pitch black because of the lack of sunlight. A perfect place for hiding, and/or commiting murder. He looked back at Alyiah. "I don't believe in angels too, or anything associated with the bible. I'm not judging you if you do but keep saying that to strangers out loud, and someone is going to the home of cuckoos." He points at her.
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by non compos mentis » Sat Jan 17, 2015 9:18 pm
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Trevon trailed after Alyiah. "Come on. Did I hurt your feelings? I'm sorry if I did," he said, appearing next to her. He caught up pretty quickly and now stood in front of her, preventing any way of going forward. A mocking smile played on his lips. "Would it make you feel better if I told you-" He leaned closer to her. "-what you are?"
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by non compos mentis » Sun Jan 18, 2015 1:58 am
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Trevon watches her as she walks away. It's cute that she thinks she can get away from him so easily. Once he has his eyes set on something, he's not watching it go. He followed her with stealth and grace. His footsteps couldn't be heard. The crowd of people made it easier to blend in. He doesn't know where she's going. There's a chance that she knows he's following her. Wherever she may be leading him, he'll still follow. It's actually not a bad plan. Taking him away from people so they can discuss the supernatural more properly, and without sounding crazy.
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by starseeker4786 » Sun Jan 18, 2015 2:32 am
She gets away from the crowd and into a dark forest, then turns werewolf to go deeper into the wood. She turns human and sees Trevon behind her. "Better?"
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by non compos mentis » Sun Jan 18, 2015 4:21 am
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Trevon smiled. "Much better," he answered. He dug his hand into his pocket. It hadn't been easy following her, especially when she turned to a wolf. He stroked the hilt of the object. It'll be safe for her not to do anything rash. It may be the last thing she does. He gazed at her intensely, with a playful smile. Not like he is against it. The fun barely started.
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