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Post by Zemetrios Lythaniel Wright on Apr 23, 2007 4:41:39 GMT 10
She wound her way through the trails until she finally disappeared. Not even the sharpest of senses would have the ability to find her. A limb had wrapped about her neck and held a knife to her throat. A pool of crimson had gathered upon the alluvium where she had last stood. A scream cut off suddenly and then, dead silence.
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Post by Jareth//Rose on Apr 23, 2007 4:47:52 GMT 10
He had lost track of Ana and gave a slight sigh. He listened carefully, straining to hear anything that would give her away. His keen voids searched everything they could. A scream came to his auds and his skull snapped in that direction. Ana!? He yelled out. He stopped at a pool of blood. He bent down and took a deep breath of it. It reacked of her scent. His facial expression turned hard and he saw a small trail of it, following it. He would kill who ever did this to her. Ana? His tones were harsh yet concerned his gaze flickered about. Ana?
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Post by Zemetrios Lythaniel Wright on Apr 23, 2007 5:12:30 GMT 10
Ana lay eagle spread upon the alluvial, no wounds were apparent. It had been an illusion. However, she wasn't alone. A drake had pulled her into his lap and was holding her tightly. She awoke and leaned up to press her rosets gently to his own. Her paw rested against his facade. She wasn't cheating. No. She wasn't like that. But that's not what it looked like. He sang to her softly in a foreign tongue that she seemed to understand. Her illuminates shut slowly, though she wasn't asleep, for her rosens parted to allow her own tones to escape and join the duke's in song. He leaned down once more, his dentures grazing her boa in what looked like a kiss to the passerby.
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Post by Jareth//Rose on Apr 23, 2007 5:19:08 GMT 10
Footfalls took his carcass faster as his gaze fell 'pon her. His facials in a harsh glare at what he saw. He clenched his ivories trying to decipher it in his mind. His voids shut tightly then opened again, hoping that what he saw was gone. He walked up behind the drake and yanked his skull back by the locks. Now, tell me what the hell are you doing with my girl? Lyrics spat out harshly. Grip was tight as he pulled up even harder. Hatred ran through his viens. Other paw rested on the hollister of his gun. He was not afraid to use it's deadly bullets. He awaited for the drake's answers. He gave a sharp glare towards Ana then his gaze flickered back towards the drake.
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Post by Zemetrios Lythaniel Wright on Apr 23, 2007 5:28:33 GMT 10
"NO!" The scream tore from her vox. She was getting angry now. Her tones became a hiss of a foreign language. The duke stared at her, fangs visible over his lower lipper. She stormed towards Jareth, threw him off, and placed a paw to the male's cheek. Her tones were understandable now. "Zem... are you alright? God you shouldn't have come for me so soon." Her illuminations landed upon Jareth, unable to read the play of emotions across his facial. Zemetrios told her. Her opts turned cold, spiteful. "I'm not a whore. Nice to know that you think i am." Her features held hurt, nothing short of it. The duke slipped a limb around her frame. His lyrics were sent to the male. "Mind your tongue and your eyes, for you just hurt the kin of the vampire king. I am Zemetrios. Ana is my sister." With that said, Ana tore away and sent an icy glare to Jareth, before sprinting off into the frondescence. Zemetrios stared hard at Jareth, "Try and catch her as much as you wish, if she doesn't wish to be caught, she won't be." With that, he disappeared after Ana, giving chase to his only sibling, vowing that if harm came to her... let's just say pretty boy back there wouldn't live to see another night.
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Post by Jareth//Rose on Apr 23, 2007 5:38:39 GMT 10
He finally sound someone he cared for and she ended up being the King's sibling. He turned his back to her. Wouldn't she like to see how he felt. Anger, hate, and hurt filled his face. He was angry at her, hated her brother and was hurt by the way she was acting. He stood there, his back still turned to her and her brother. He practially ignored Zemetrios. Not careing what he had to say. His paws were shoved deep into his pockets as he resisted the urge to just hit something as hard as he could. She may run, but she can not resist His lyrics were still full of hatred. Right now he didn't care if she came back or not. For all he cared she could jump off a cliff. A pair of yellow voids came into view. A smirk came to his facials. The Plague came into view. Jareth knelt down next to him Go Fetch lryics hissed out into the lupin's auds. The lupin let out a haunting howl and ran after the two figures. Jareth stood there. A hard glare on his facials. He followed the trail that The Plague had left him. He would find her, not matter how long it would take.
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Post by Zemetrios Lythaniel Wright on Apr 23, 2007 6:29:19 GMT 10
She tackled the lupin to the lithosphere. Her motions were quick as she brought out a black ribbon. She tied his mug with it and hissed. "Return To Him. Bring him back to me." Her bulk folded upon a fallen timber as she awaited him to come for her. A smirk played upon her lambrums, though her pools held the deepest kind of hurt imaginable.
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Post by Jareth//Rose on Apr 23, 2007 6:38:25 GMT 10
The lupin let out a growl as his sharp ivories snapped at the girl. He shook his skull as he stood. He croutched low and growled at the girl. He didn't like her much, but he couldn't do anything to her, or Jareth would have his head, literally. He turned, still growling. The lupin came up to his master and pointed his mug into the direction of the girl. Jareth nodded and strode in that direction. His vivid azul voids fell 'pon her figure. He gazed into voids and tried to decipher them. He said nothing as he walked up to her. The brute at his side. Jareth reached down and untied the black ribbon. The Plague's kissers peeled back towards the female.
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Post by Zemetrios Lythaniel Wright on Apr 23, 2007 6:43:40 GMT 10
In one fluid movement, she was on the sod before the canine. Her paw encircled his mug as she slammed it into the topography. It was a sign of authority among a pack, though she didn't take kindly to being snarled at. Her own dentures were clenched as she stood. Her vertebrae leaned against the timber as she awaited for her "love" to say something. He'd probably end it, but he would walk away knowing it was the worst mistake of his... existence.
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Post by Jareth//Rose on Apr 23, 2007 6:51:28 GMT 10
The brute snapped his ivories around the femme's hand. He didn't care who she was now. He let go, even though she could be more dominant. His kissers were still peeled back. Jareth let out a small chuckle at the decisions that the brute had made. He gave a wave of his hand and the brute left the two alone. Jareth turned back to Ana. You have caused me a lot of trouble, Ana Lyrics hissed out. I thought you would be my blood mate, but after what happened. I am not sure about it anymore His paws were shoved deep into his pockets. A few blond locks fell into his facials. His facials also held no expression towards her. It was mainly just blank. Yet his heart yearned to reach out to her, but he just stood there, waiting for her reply.
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Post by Zemetrios Lythaniel Wright on Apr 23, 2007 7:17:45 GMT 10
Her pools shifted to something short of heartbreak, though the rest of her demeanor stayed cool. Her posture showed tension, and hurt. Her verbs hissed in the same foreign tongue, "Cormamin lindua ele lle. Cormlle naa tanya tel'raa. Oio naa elealla alasse'. Amin mela lle. A'maelamin, Amin hiraetha." "My heart sings to see thee. Your heart is that of a lion. Ever is thy site a joy. I love you. Beloved, I am sorry." Her cranial tilted downwards towards the alluvium, though no tears fell from her illuminations, the fire in them was extinguished.
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Post by Jareth//Rose on Apr 23, 2007 7:32:39 GMT 10
He stood their listening to the words she sad. His facials still remained emotionless. He took a few steps towards her. He stood only a few inches from her. His upper limbs crossed over his chassi. His digits raised her chin and he gazed into her voids. Ich könnte an dir wütend nie sein. Du weißt, dass ich dich immer liebe. A smile caressed his kissers. He had a language of his own. I could never me mad at you. You know that I will always love you.
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Post by Zemetrios Lythaniel Wright on Apr 23, 2007 8:00:51 GMT 10
"Melamin...Nuin Mela en' coiamin..." "My love... The love of my life..." Her pools held adoration as she registered the language. She was multilingual and understood clearly. Her paw reached up to rest upon his own. Her threads fell in an emo swoop over the side of her facade. Her thorax accelerated. "Oh Jareth..." Her lyrics were panted. Her knees buckled and she collapsed.
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Post by Jareth//Rose on Apr 23, 2007 8:06:11 GMT 10
A smile came to his kissers. He brushed away the few locks that had fell into ther facials. He would much rather see her voids then anything else. His upper limb wrapped around her waist as she collapsed. His digits ran through her locks, he gazed at her lovingly. He couldn't let her go, he never could. Ana was going to be his one and only, forever.
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Post by Zemetrios Lythaniel Wright on Apr 23, 2007 8:46:06 GMT 10
Her pools closed. "Whenever you're ready to take me, I'm yours." Her lyricals were soft, affectionate. Her limbs straightened, bringing her back to height. Her upper appendi snaked around his serpentine, her forehead resting against his own. Her scent mingled with his as she exhaled. It was a familiar, safe feeling that enveloped her next. Her posture relaxed.
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