Larka
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Post by Larka on Apr 17, 2007 15:20:25 GMT 10
Orbs stayed locked on the ground as the young girl passed along through the crowds. Her auburn hair danced around her shoulders and cheekbones and other people passed by at a much faster pace hurrying to get the last gift for a birthday or college reunion. She never had her eyes meet the floor unless something caught ehr eyes but nothing really had. Not since that day. In her life everything was perfect! All until third period right after her best friend said they should get more serious when they got stuck in the worst lock down that would change her life. There he was right next to her friends. Then the door burst openn after haring a shot in another room. There was a shock and a gasp then silence. It was too dark to distinguish anything. The one person who she couldn't find worried her the most. She sighed full of relief when she stood after the teacher turned the lights on. She looked around and saw all her friends....But where was Kryan? She gasped basically screaming when she saw the body of her best friend lying on the ground bleeding to death. She continued walking occasionally bumping into regular people who cursed at ehr and moved on. Life was going by fast with nothing filled inside the cup. |
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Post by Jareth//Rose on Apr 18, 2007 10:18:28 GMT 10
Lower limbs carried the female throughout the mall. Everyone was so happy. They ran the good lives. She didn't. She held dark secrets that she wouldn't reveal. Unless it was to her closest friend or she was threatened with death. A sigh escaped her kissers as she continued to walk through the mall. Images still haunted of memories that came so many years ago. More the seven centuries ago. She was probably one of the oldest, living creatures in this god foresaken place. I am 702 years old, and loving it She thought sarcastically. Her gaze was ahead of her, vivid green voids flashing around, searching the faces, but everyone was exactly the same. They all ran perfect lives. She found a few that were going through hard times, but nothing like her's. Nothing could amount to the pain that she went through. She was alone, and probably would be forever. Her black leather jacket covered her three pronged, silver coated swords. Her locks were pulled back into a pony-tail with a few strands hanging in her facade. Her tight tank-top clung to her skin and her loose fitting goth jeans. It wasn't her best look, but she found it comfortable. She could care less what these mortals were thinking about her.
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Post by Larka on Apr 18, 2007 10:26:43 GMT 10
Passing by even more peope she turned cutting some people off and ran straight into something.
I'm so sorry
She said half a whisper. Most of all it was of feeling lonely and having no place in the world. She looked up at the perso she had ran into. Her orbs a beautiful sea green with feathering auburn hair that came around her cheeks and a gently glow to her paleish skin. She was beautiful....Thats what everyone thought. But the only one to speak it had left not even two days ago. She didn't care what happened now and if someone jumped and and kidnapped her she wouldn't even care a bit. Her eyes stayed locked on the person infront of her. |
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Post by Jareth//Rose on Apr 18, 2007 10:38:30 GMT 10
She felt another carcass against her own. She looked over to come face to face with another girl. Voids rolled in their sockets. Whatever She whispered back. She tried to keep walking, but her feet stayed planted. Her vivid green voids flickered over the girl. ooo, someone with a bad past. Maybe as near as bad as mine Thoughts ran through her thinkbox. She had a gift. She could feel other's pain from their past and present, and this girl had dealt with a lot. Once again her vivid green voids scanned her face. You...you have had a bad past, huh? Lyrics stated. Her gaze locked onto her's. Her face more curious, I guess you could say. More of a studying look, trying to dig out something from the girl. Her voids looked somewhat red, maybe from crying, or they were just naturally that way. She didn't know, nor did she care much, she just waited for her reply.
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Post by Larka on Apr 18, 2007 14:36:40 GMT 10
Larka looked down nodding slowly.
Um....Yea. I have had a rough past...
She sighed thinking about it. The tears burned but she didn't let them escape. Her face was only emotional. She seemed a bit depressed and she was a bit trembly. Most of all her hands were a bit shakey.
It only happened two days ago anyway....
She shuddered lightly. Her green-blue eyes flashed a moment.
Why does it matter anyway?
She looked up at the girl infront of her wondering wat she wanted to know. Larka honestly didn't even care if she became a slave or something along those lines. It wouldn't make a difference anyway. |
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Post by Jareth//Rose on Apr 19, 2007 7:54:03 GMT 10
She could see the tears glint in her blue-green voids. Please don't cry She said sternly in her mind. The last she wanted was some girl to breakdown in front of her. The girl's tones came to her auds. Well, just be glad you haven't lived with that pain for over 698 years! Lyrics spat at her. You have just begun to feel what it's like! It hurts so bad you want to die! You come so close to suicide, but something holds you back. So you chose to get revenge. But that one revenge isn't enough, so you get it as much as you can Lyrics stated sacrastically. That was part of her past. She had gotten her revenge, but nothing could fill her void, no matter what she did. No love, no life, nothing could fill her void. The girl before her was mere mortal Atleast you can rid of your pain, when you parish. Lyrics were nothing more then a whisper. What? Is this a fight to see who has had the worst past? Dare betcha I would win The thoughts in her mind were harsh. People surrounded them without a care in the world. She sensed no pain from them, just the female before her. That was all.
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Post by Larka on Apr 19, 2007 8:09:55 GMT 10
Her eyes flickered a bit from the sarcasim. She looked over at the people. Then back to the girl infront of her.
I should go..
She sighed.
I don't know where but I will atleast be of need there than this place
The thoughts passed through her mind. She turned attempting to leave. She placed a hand on her neck and paused before pushing her way through the crowd. Her black jeans a biit tasseled. and her long auburn hair had flowed with grace as the people passed. She was a graceful girl but chose not to act like it. Even though she tried to aviod it. It always was there. |
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Post by Jareth//Rose on Apr 19, 2007 8:37:19 GMT 10
A cold dark look came to her facials Yes, you should go, so you can cry you little eyes out Lryics spat at the girl. Visions watched her walk away, with little grace. Voids rolled in their sockets. Paws placed on her hips, then shifted to fold across her chassi. She turned and walked in the other direction. She didn't care much for the girl, who thought her life was terrible. Oh please, we all have bad moments, some worse then others. Her slender limbs carried her away from the giddy mall. She was hungry, she had the taste for blood. A chuckle was released as she remembered how the girl placed her hand on her neck. She turned the corner and found a donor that would be an easy take down. The male was nothing more the a teenager. He gave her a strange look as she walked up to him. Bend your head Lryics stated seductively. He obeyed. Her fangs grazed his bare nape and she thrust her fangs in his flesh. She sucked his blood, it tasted so sweet that she could barely get enough, but she pulled out her fangs and gave the boy a light shove, blood dripping from her fangs down her chin. A smirk held her facials as the boy stood in horror. She turned on her heels, whiped the blood away, and walked away.
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