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Posted: 01 Jun 2015, 20:10
--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--
Leiren stood at a meager five foot four, a hundred and ten pounds, with the blown out blonde locks of a goddess. But her demeanor was no where near that. In fact she was pretty sure that there was no lower man on the totem pole. And while she had craved to be alone for years, now that she was alone it was almost painful. In fact the more she thought about it the more she wished that someone - anyone - had stuck around. But most of all she missed Wolfgang, even if he was a jerk. And married. And had a child. And and... that was hopeless. He was gone. That part of her life was over. Why she was thinking about him yet again as she walked down the street was beyond her. Playing how things ended over and over wasn’t fixing a god damn thing. Never mind that she’d lost every single one of her kids basically over him. Lost Amara over Mircea. Lost far too many people over... ********.
The petite woman sighed heavily and tilted her head to the sky. The moon was out at least, and she had a little to be proud of - her business was booming. Weed sold really well after all. And leir was pretty sure that life was eventually going to get better. She brought the cigarette to her lips, inhaling the sweet smoke, glancing around the transit. “One of these days, I’ll learn,” she whispered to herself as she exhaled.
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Terithius was walking down the street, the blackness of the night soothed him. He held a joint in his mouth, taking occasional puffs from it. 6’1 and one hundred and forty five pounds. He stretched his arms out over his head and looked around. Ahead of him he noticed a woman standing on the side of the street smoking. He kept his head down and tried to avoid contact with her eyes. The cool breeze felt nice on his face. He cracked his knuckles above his head and yawned. “Should probably get rid of this…” He spoke silently. His joint was pretty much gone. He noticed a alleyway on the other side of the street. He ran across the street and continued walking. Once he reached the alleyway he walked over to a trash can and threw his joint in the trash. He leaned up against the wall and sighed. He reached for his wallet and pulled it out. “**** my luck…”. He was broke. He sighed and slouched down to the ground and sat there in silence, watching the stars overhead.
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Leir had hardly noticed the other person, but that wasn’t unusual. There were enough people in the city that he smelled like the rest. A bit of sweat, a drop of shampoo, the soft hint of the smell of pot in the air, and blood. The basic smell of food. But she wasn’t hungry. However, Leiren was all for solving the world’s problems and slowly walked over towards him, offering him a cigarette, just sticking it out at him without a word, using her other hand to smoke her own. Her ocean colored eyes lifted to meet his with a title of her head in offering. And then they saw what he couldn’t see. Or at least she didn’t think he could. Honestly she’d never asked a human before if they could.. but the beast could see her and that was enough of a nightmare.
Quivering her hand she blinked and lowered her gaze, maybe if she couldn’t see it it couldn’t see her. Hell if she knew how this worked, but the only way she’d not get attacked and endanger the human was to act like she didn’t exist and hope it passed her by.
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Ter slowly looked up at the woman, her gaze looking deep into him. He tilted his head lightly and reached out grabbing one of the cigs she had offered to him. He reached in his pocket and grabbed his lighter, lighting the smoke. He took a drag off it and looked at her and nodded. “Need something? Is this your alley?” He chuckled. He looked around him and yawned. He didn't know how to react to her presence so he stood up slow and held out his hand as a sign of thanks. He didn't know whether to look at her, look the other way, or what to do. Usually people had left him alone.
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“Oh. No. You just looked like someone I remembered from some.. other time.” She made up the excuse, but actually he did look a little like her sibling. Amara would sweep this boy off his feet and turn him without a second thought. She just wanted to let him live his life and seriously not deal with this alpha fadebeast. She stuck the cigs back in her pocket and was grateful that the coat was long enough to cover the gun at her back and several rounds of ammo. “Actually, I was wondering if you would walk with me? I know i’m a stranger, but I think someone’s following me,” she said without missing a beat. Trying to form up some sort of get away plan without attracting the attention she didn’t want. Praying to whatever gods she could think of that it didn’t smell her.
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Terithius nodded. “Well of course, if you’re kind hearted enough to give me a cig, i’ll beat someones *** if needed.” He smiled trying to be as friendly as he could. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his butterfly knife and slid it into his sleeve. He held his arm out and hinted at the woman to put hers through his. “I’m no threat.” He wasn't sure what to do. Not being good with social interactions and not being good with girls AND social interactions, tried to be as calm as he could. He pushed the hair out of his face and laughed lightly.
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Swallowing a bit thickly she hooked her arm with his, plastering a smile on her face for him. She could be really charming, of course, but this guy seemed like he wasn’t doing great in general as far as interacting with her. His body language was all over the place, like he was trying to fake it, but she accepted it and moved on. “I need to go that way,” she pointed in the direction of the damn fadebeast that was blocking her path, really not happy this was going to be a thing. With every step closer to it, she was going to freak out a little bit more. It was too risky. It was. But she had to get home. She didn’t have a choice. Something in her gut tightened a bit, telling her this was a bad idea, but they could do it. If things got too hairy she’d just teleport him away and run off as fast as she could manage. Calming herself a little bit she spoke again. “That okay with you? I promise it’s just a few blocks.”
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He tried to reach zen, he closed his eyes and listened around and calmed just a little bit more, he was no longer shaking and was trying his best to keep his composure. He opened his eyes and then smiled at her, trying to be as natural as he could. “Well of course not, whenever you need to be, I've got your back.” He tried to seem as calm as he could infront of her. She was gorgeous. Why would she have even approached him? Thoughts started running through his head but he stopped himself in thinking, “What could honestly happen?”. He started walking with her towards the end of the alley.
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As Leiren’s eyes lifted to look upon the alpha she was pretty sure she knew exactly what ‘could’ happen. But could and would were two very different things and she hoped for the best. Even if it was naive. “Thanks,” she said softly. “I’m Leiren.” The blonde stated as the two walked ever close to the beast. Her eyes passed over every nook and cranny, but she tried not to make that obvious. She didn’t want him to know just how scared she was. Not just for her own life, but his. She knew for a fact that fadebeasts would attack humans. They were wicked powerful, too. And Alpha’s were the worst. Inadvertently her hand squeezed his arm slightly out of her fear.
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He looked over at her as she squeezed his arm tighter and tilted his head lightly, thinking nothing of it, he continued on. “Terithius. Or Ter for short. Or whatever you’d like.” He gave a little chuckle and sighed quietly. In his mind he spoke, “Are you honestly trying? Quit, you're gonna make a fool of yourself.” Ter just kept walking, memories from a while back he had of his girlfriend he spent 2 years with came back and he sighed again. He loved her so much. She was an ungrateful ***** in the end though. Things were in the past, he stopped caring, the only thing that mattered was to get her home safe.
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It took a lot for Leiren to be in such a close proximity to someone and not stick herself in their mind, but she was trying. Still the color change of her eyes was slowly creeping in, the oceanic color turning a glowy white as the color drained from them. She was seeing beyond, now. Using the Vathia to expand her conscious and use her powers to view the area from above. She wanted to know how close they were to it. That was all. But she bit off far more than she could chew. It -saw- her. And not with it’s eyes, with whatever fucked up senses it had. She could see it coming at them, she could watch it happen from afar, and she could watch her own face go into horror but she didn’t snap back from her viewing until it was already upon them. In that one instance it was like time had frozen. Her face turned to look at his, to see if he had the same horrific expression on it, and then blood erupted from her shoulder. The claw of the beast slicing through tissue and muscle, the wound only getting worse then the creature pulled it’s hand out of her and left her arm halfway hanging off. She screamed, she was sure of it, but it had already reached for her walking partner and life just got so much more ******* complicated. “TER!” Leiren called out. “RUN.”
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Ter’s face changed from a face of calmness to a face of horror. His instinct was to run away from her, but the woman had her arm severed from her. He reached for her and attempted to grab her, only to be pushed 10 yards away by the beast, he smashed his claws through his chest and thrown into a wall. Ter slowly got up and started coughing up blood and clenching his chest tightly. “*******… CHRIST!”. He started moving slowly back towards her, he began to start running, spilling blood onto the ground and on his clothes as he went.
Leiren stood at a meager five foot four, a hundred and ten pounds, with the blown out blonde locks of a goddess. But her demeanor was no where near that. In fact she was pretty sure that there was no lower man on the totem pole. And while she had craved to be alone for years, now that she was alone it was almost painful. In fact the more she thought about it the more she wished that someone - anyone - had stuck around. But most of all she missed Wolfgang, even if he was a jerk. And married. And had a child. And and... that was hopeless. He was gone. That part of her life was over. Why she was thinking about him yet again as she walked down the street was beyond her. Playing how things ended over and over wasn’t fixing a god damn thing. Never mind that she’d lost every single one of her kids basically over him. Lost Amara over Mircea. Lost far too many people over... ********.
The petite woman sighed heavily and tilted her head to the sky. The moon was out at least, and she had a little to be proud of - her business was booming. Weed sold really well after all. And leir was pretty sure that life was eventually going to get better. She brought the cigarette to her lips, inhaling the sweet smoke, glancing around the transit. “One of these days, I’ll learn,” she whispered to herself as she exhaled.
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Terithius was walking down the street, the blackness of the night soothed him. He held a joint in his mouth, taking occasional puffs from it. 6’1 and one hundred and forty five pounds. He stretched his arms out over his head and looked around. Ahead of him he noticed a woman standing on the side of the street smoking. He kept his head down and tried to avoid contact with her eyes. The cool breeze felt nice on his face. He cracked his knuckles above his head and yawned. “Should probably get rid of this…” He spoke silently. His joint was pretty much gone. He noticed a alleyway on the other side of the street. He ran across the street and continued walking. Once he reached the alleyway he walked over to a trash can and threw his joint in the trash. He leaned up against the wall and sighed. He reached for his wallet and pulled it out. “**** my luck…”. He was broke. He sighed and slouched down to the ground and sat there in silence, watching the stars overhead.
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Leir had hardly noticed the other person, but that wasn’t unusual. There were enough people in the city that he smelled like the rest. A bit of sweat, a drop of shampoo, the soft hint of the smell of pot in the air, and blood. The basic smell of food. But she wasn’t hungry. However, Leiren was all for solving the world’s problems and slowly walked over towards him, offering him a cigarette, just sticking it out at him without a word, using her other hand to smoke her own. Her ocean colored eyes lifted to meet his with a title of her head in offering. And then they saw what he couldn’t see. Or at least she didn’t think he could. Honestly she’d never asked a human before if they could.. but the beast could see her and that was enough of a nightmare.
Quivering her hand she blinked and lowered her gaze, maybe if she couldn’t see it it couldn’t see her. Hell if she knew how this worked, but the only way she’d not get attacked and endanger the human was to act like she didn’t exist and hope it passed her by.
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Ter slowly looked up at the woman, her gaze looking deep into him. He tilted his head lightly and reached out grabbing one of the cigs she had offered to him. He reached in his pocket and grabbed his lighter, lighting the smoke. He took a drag off it and looked at her and nodded. “Need something? Is this your alley?” He chuckled. He looked around him and yawned. He didn't know how to react to her presence so he stood up slow and held out his hand as a sign of thanks. He didn't know whether to look at her, look the other way, or what to do. Usually people had left him alone.
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“Oh. No. You just looked like someone I remembered from some.. other time.” She made up the excuse, but actually he did look a little like her sibling. Amara would sweep this boy off his feet and turn him without a second thought. She just wanted to let him live his life and seriously not deal with this alpha fadebeast. She stuck the cigs back in her pocket and was grateful that the coat was long enough to cover the gun at her back and several rounds of ammo. “Actually, I was wondering if you would walk with me? I know i’m a stranger, but I think someone’s following me,” she said without missing a beat. Trying to form up some sort of get away plan without attracting the attention she didn’t want. Praying to whatever gods she could think of that it didn’t smell her.
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Terithius nodded. “Well of course, if you’re kind hearted enough to give me a cig, i’ll beat someones *** if needed.” He smiled trying to be as friendly as he could. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his butterfly knife and slid it into his sleeve. He held his arm out and hinted at the woman to put hers through his. “I’m no threat.” He wasn't sure what to do. Not being good with social interactions and not being good with girls AND social interactions, tried to be as calm as he could. He pushed the hair out of his face and laughed lightly.
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Swallowing a bit thickly she hooked her arm with his, plastering a smile on her face for him. She could be really charming, of course, but this guy seemed like he wasn’t doing great in general as far as interacting with her. His body language was all over the place, like he was trying to fake it, but she accepted it and moved on. “I need to go that way,” she pointed in the direction of the damn fadebeast that was blocking her path, really not happy this was going to be a thing. With every step closer to it, she was going to freak out a little bit more. It was too risky. It was. But she had to get home. She didn’t have a choice. Something in her gut tightened a bit, telling her this was a bad idea, but they could do it. If things got too hairy she’d just teleport him away and run off as fast as she could manage. Calming herself a little bit she spoke again. “That okay with you? I promise it’s just a few blocks.”
--
He tried to reach zen, he closed his eyes and listened around and calmed just a little bit more, he was no longer shaking and was trying his best to keep his composure. He opened his eyes and then smiled at her, trying to be as natural as he could. “Well of course not, whenever you need to be, I've got your back.” He tried to seem as calm as he could infront of her. She was gorgeous. Why would she have even approached him? Thoughts started running through his head but he stopped himself in thinking, “What could honestly happen?”. He started walking with her towards the end of the alley.
--
As Leiren’s eyes lifted to look upon the alpha she was pretty sure she knew exactly what ‘could’ happen. But could and would were two very different things and she hoped for the best. Even if it was naive. “Thanks,” she said softly. “I’m Leiren.” The blonde stated as the two walked ever close to the beast. Her eyes passed over every nook and cranny, but she tried not to make that obvious. She didn’t want him to know just how scared she was. Not just for her own life, but his. She knew for a fact that fadebeasts would attack humans. They were wicked powerful, too. And Alpha’s were the worst. Inadvertently her hand squeezed his arm slightly out of her fear.
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He looked over at her as she squeezed his arm tighter and tilted his head lightly, thinking nothing of it, he continued on. “Terithius. Or Ter for short. Or whatever you’d like.” He gave a little chuckle and sighed quietly. In his mind he spoke, “Are you honestly trying? Quit, you're gonna make a fool of yourself.” Ter just kept walking, memories from a while back he had of his girlfriend he spent 2 years with came back and he sighed again. He loved her so much. She was an ungrateful ***** in the end though. Things were in the past, he stopped caring, the only thing that mattered was to get her home safe.
--
It took a lot for Leiren to be in such a close proximity to someone and not stick herself in their mind, but she was trying. Still the color change of her eyes was slowly creeping in, the oceanic color turning a glowy white as the color drained from them. She was seeing beyond, now. Using the Vathia to expand her conscious and use her powers to view the area from above. She wanted to know how close they were to it. That was all. But she bit off far more than she could chew. It -saw- her. And not with it’s eyes, with whatever fucked up senses it had. She could see it coming at them, she could watch it happen from afar, and she could watch her own face go into horror but she didn’t snap back from her viewing until it was already upon them. In that one instance it was like time had frozen. Her face turned to look at his, to see if he had the same horrific expression on it, and then blood erupted from her shoulder. The claw of the beast slicing through tissue and muscle, the wound only getting worse then the creature pulled it’s hand out of her and left her arm halfway hanging off. She screamed, she was sure of it, but it had already reached for her walking partner and life just got so much more ******* complicated. “TER!” Leiren called out. “RUN.”
--
Ter’s face changed from a face of calmness to a face of horror. His instinct was to run away from her, but the woman had her arm severed from her. He reached for her and attempted to grab her, only to be pushed 10 yards away by the beast, he smashed his claws through his chest and thrown into a wall. Ter slowly got up and started coughing up blood and clenching his chest tightly. “*******… CHRIST!”. He started moving slowly back towards her, he began to start running, spilling blood onto the ground and on his clothes as he went.