Roleplay

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Haha. Thomas is funny XP

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Rin quickly jolted up from her relaxed state, "Do you mind?" She growled before realizing who it was. "Oh," She tilted her head slightly, "Hi." A smile came across her face. My, he was looking rather dashing... Well in his lazy-I-just-woke-up-from-a-nap look, She thought. Rin crossed her ankles and relaxed her head back, "You don't look so pleased to find me here." Rin said with a small laugh, "I can even wake you from your naps from afar." Rin began to chuckle, "Care to join me?"

Regan came inside her coven home a bag full of art supplies and a few pieces of clothing she'd just brought. She was starting to pick up on expensive habits in this town. To get her mind off her thirst it hadn't been the first time Regan found herself wondering the mall and town for things she probably didn't really need.
She's worked many jobs in her life and it wasn't about the money but still it wasn't a good habit. She might have a good stock now, but what about the next hundred years of her existence? A second within walking in the dog barked at Azreal making Regan jumped quickly. A good amount of brushes falling out of her bag.
"Dammit," she whispered. She wasn't normally one to curse and if she did she normally had the kindness to do it in Russian but today, today she was just stressed. Not to mention that even dog blood was starting to smell tasty. No she wouldn't let herself eat the beast but it was darn well starting to get tempting. It probably didn't even taste good, she told herself.
Regan was sporting dark denim skinning jeans with new white heals that latched up past her ankles in neat strips. Her shirt was a stylish fitted cream colored top which fanned out eligibility at her waist. And gold chains dangled at her neck and wrists. Her hair was was in a loose side braid which dangled as she lowed herself to pick up her things.

"I didn't spend an hour looking around the house for nothing I suppose," Thomas rolled his eyes coming to join her. Sitting down at her side he leaned over and let his lips met hers for a long second and announced it as his reward from the scavenger hunt of finding her and leaned back against the tree.

((shorrt...))

((Fiona do you mind if I wait until tomorrow to think of something for James? Im drawing a blank right now and I feel like anything I try to write will turn out to be crap...haha))

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Sure thats fine here, I'm sure Panda will want to add Aimee in anyway. And maybe if she does her post will spark some inspiration. I don't even know what I would have had Quill do much next anyway.

Rin smiled after his kiss, "Always sitting in the shade." Rin laughed a little bit, "I miss these kinds of days, don't you? I mean, minus the digusting smell of smog, I could just run around in my corset and petticoats right now." Rin laughed, "Ah... the good old days." Rin layed her head against his chest as she looked to the white, puffy clouds above them. The day was just beautiful, espceially after all the rain. It was like how Thomas and her were now out of the darkness about there feelings. It made her happy.
"Thomas, have you ever been ice-skating?"

"Feel free to do so," Thomas smirked at her then shook his head. "Nope and please don't get me to try..." it all just seemed like a lot of work and Thomas well if anyone knew Thomas they knew that that just wasn't his thing. It was exercise to the extreme, plus the cold and slipping and sliding. Even if he could feel one of those following reason that was no excuse.

"You've never been ice-skating? Even in that how many centuries of your existence?" Rin was almost shocked, I mean she's had centuries to do anything she wanted... she felt like she's done it all. Though, even she went ice-skating. Even as a little girl she would go, "Thomas, you amaze me sometimes." Rin snickered a little as she slid her hand over his hand and intertwined her fingers in his.

Leo opened a bleary eye as Azreal came into the room. "hey, Azzy," he said, giving her a charming smile. He rubbed his eyes, and suddenly had trouble finding the button to make the recliner spring back up. "Aw, shoot." he muttered, fumbling with the button. Finally he just had to settle with leaping over the chair. Unfortunately he landed on something. Leo winced, knowing it couldn't be good. Sure enough, Bear let out a bark of protest, tail between his legs. Leo made a face. "Ohooo, I'm sorry Bear! Didn't mean it!" Bear whined, and scurried over to Azreal's open arms.
"Dammit." Leo looked to where Regan appeared in the doorway, apparently fumbling with her bag. She spilled brushes out of her bag. "Oh, hey Regan." Leo got up and went to help the coven leader. "Need help?" he asked, though didn't wait for her answer and picked up a few brushes. He noticed that she was a bit dressed up. "Well you're a bit dressed up for the day, Miss Dombrovski. What's the occasion?" he asked, grinning.

"Oh, Hi Leo!" Azrael smiled and waved a little too energetic. She noticed Bear currying over to her and in an instant, she knelt down to pet the pup so it would calm down. "Bear is so soft." Azrael stated with a giggled. She looked at Regan, "Hello Regan!" she exclaimed. She looked at the mess on the ground and began to help, "What were you doing today Missy?" Azrael asked with a smirk.

"Only two centuries thank you," Thomas said. "And yup never," Actually when he thought about it he could remember some hazy memories of the possibility when he was younger. But it wasn't very much and he had a feeling that it might had been just a dream. That wouldn't be an entirely unlikely possibility.

Rin laughed, "Oh dear Thomas." She kissed his cheek. "What will I ever do with you?" she smiled and kissed him again, only this time it was on his lips and very passionate. After a while she gently pulled away, his face in her hands. Her thumb stroked his cheek once, "You know..." She said in a very quiet tone, "You're a lovely man." Rin only smiled a little bit, only enough where you could barely see her canine. She kissed him again, before just looking at him in the eyes again. She was going out on a limb.... again.

"Hi," Regan returned gathering some of her brushes in her hands. "Oh no you don't have to-" she looked up and saw Leo already gathering some of them. "Oh thanks," stress and a whole multitude of other things like the things that had let the curse slip earlier were slipping on her usually contained accent. Something she worked hard to usually control. She realized this but blew it off. Every-time she wasn't focusing another curse of the English language! She knew four languages and the one she was forced to speak most often was the only one she struggled with, and a hundred years hadn't even fixed it. Taking a breath at her internal rant she tried to remind herself there was more pressing things to deal with like the whole stinking situation the government put them in. And the hot water heater which blew this morning. Or the giant spider that was on her window in the morning that had her scedueling for an exterminator. Or perhaps... again she took a breath and stopped herself. She couldn't do this to herself it wasn't helping.
"Theres no reason to not try to look your best everyday," she said in response to Leo's question her eyes not even looking much at his. They seemingly went right through him to the mess around them in the room. A few coats and shoes scattered here and there, the blankets normally neatly folded at the top of the couch undone and hanging everyone. The mutts hair that was seeming to spread over everything. her eye rested on Azreal last and she realized she hadn't answered her. She pointed a finger to her shopping bag, "suppose this is a rather bad habit to start. Spending money that is," she smiled it looked natural but she was really using it to relax. Something to hide behind once again. "Thank you," she repeated to Leo as she took the brushes from her and placed them back in her bag.

Thomas smiled against her lips unsure how to respond. But he kissed her back pulling her close to him for a long time. When she pulled back to tell him he was a lovely man he smirked and started to return a compliment when her lips met his again. Slowly he part his own and moved his arms up to her shoulders (they'd be resting around her waist) and pulled her away. "And as lovely as your kisses are I'm going to have to start capping a limit."

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Okay. I'm calling it a night.
I'm tired. XD

I'll reply in the morning. (:

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Alrighty, night.
I'll probably be up a little bit later, but I should be leaving soon too.

Leo raised his eyebrows and smiled at her response. "Touché..." she actually had a point. Most of the time, Leo didn't really focus much on his appearance. He liked to dress up a little on occasions, but he never really thought about his appearance at all.
Bear padded his way over to the group, nudging Leo's side. Leo smiled petting Bear, who sat quietly, watching the three. Leo shrugged. "Well, sometimes you gotta spend money when its necessary. For instance-" he held up a brush that they had left, and gave it to her. "Those seem like a good way to spend money. You're going to use them for a good thing." he said matter-of-factly. Leo leaned back, sighing. He had nothing to do for the rest of the afternoon. "What are you guys doing for the afternoon? I have nothing to do."

((Nightynight, Azzy. I'll be on XDD so far so good with the all nighter XDDD))

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Yay all nighters! Haha, I might just be staying up with you I promised my mom I'd finish this thing for math and social studies tonight. I just finished the SS, now I have 57 questions for math to go... -_-

"Touché..." Regan smiled at Leo when he said that, she wasn't in the mood for someone to disagree with her, especially about her choice style. No that wasn't exactly the write wording. That sounded like Regan was some control freak who didn't let others disagree of have an opinion, which wasn't the case. It was more she had an opinion and if he had another it would have boggled her mind with possibilities of why his reasoning might be fore such things. And honestly her mind was boggled enough currently that it didn't the extra stuff.
"You obviously don't know how many art supplies I already have," Regan respond taking the brush from him. As she did so she turned to the hall opening into the kitchen. She could still see the two form there and hear them quiet well, as she slid her things onto a chair for holding. The bag wasn't particularly heavy especially for a vampire with superhuman strength but there was no reason to risk dropping any other items. Once in the kitchen she went to the fridge and selected a few bags of blood sniffing each one in turn. It was no secret in the household Regan hated the packaged blood they were sent, and further more known she suspected poison in each bag. She crinkled her nose at the scent but picked the bag she thought best and set in on the counter returning the others. She then put it in the microwave to be warmed then poured it in a glass.
She didn't like drinking her blood from a cup. But she planned to go back into the living room and she might as well die if she dripped any on the carpet. Easier in a cup than bag.
Coming back in the room she thought of todays agenda as she took her seat on the couch. She'd be making a lot of phone calls, doing some cleaning... all rather uneventful. So she just said, "chores," in response. She could have listed everything but for fear of sounding winy she didn't. She could handle it, all of it. She didn't need any help.

Leo shrugged. "Well, as long as you use them, then I say you can't waste it." he said, lounging back, watching her disappear into the kitchen. He absentmindedly scratched Bear's ears, deep in thought.
Regan was so independent, it sometimes made Leo think she worked too hard, and didn't loosen up. She seemed so uptight...maybe that wasn't the word. It seemed to cruel a word to use. Worried, was more like it. Worried like a mother watching over her babies. Speaking figuratively of course, but Leo thought sometimes Regan seemed so worried out of love that she didn't take the time to get to know them. Leo sighed and cut off his thoughts. Too much thinking, he figured, and closed his eyes.
"Chores."
Leo opened one of his blue eyes. "Chores?" he repeated, frowning. "Well that's no fun..." he wasn't berating the subject, merely stating a fact. 

"Well someone has to do them," Regan said her hands fumbling over the footrests latch. Finally she got it and it swung up with a loud bang. Which made Regan squeeze her eyes shuck as if it would help, slowly opening them she leaned back attempt to rest for a little while. "And I agree fun isn't normally..." she paused over the word. She knew what to say in Russian darn it was was it so hard in English. "It's not normally included in the definition of 'chores'." It didn't sound right to her because she knew she'd been thinking of a different word but she let it go by tolling through a list of everything that she would have to try to get done today. It was a long list it'd probably go into tomorrow. But completed it would be much shorter the following week and she would have until then to herself.

Leo had to laugh as Regan's expression on her face seemed like she was ready for an incoming bomb. "Well, it /depends/ on your definition of chores as well." Leo said. "For instance, if you blare the right music and have a little help, it'll ease the stress away." He and Aislinn had worked on their chores together with the music blaring through the house one day. Although it got on people's nerves, it got the job done a lot faster, and he saw it was a good way to pass time. Sometimes it was actually fun.
"Can I help, if you don't mind?" Leo asked. "I have nothing else to do, and one more person could help pass the time. Maybe I can get Bear to help, if there are any treats involved." At that, the border collie perked his head up, looking up at Leo with a small 'wuff!'. Leo laughed, grinning. "See, Bear wants to help!"

"Sounds more headache enduing," Regan admitted her hand coming up to massage her temples as if she could already here it. It probably wasn't very surprising that Regan was more a fan of classical music, and sometimes alternative rock styles. And a pop or rock song here or there. She looked at him when he suggested he'd help, "okay," she said. It would get more done and there was no reason she was the only one to have to look over this house, she reasoned. She wasn't the maid. Looking at the dog she smiled and bit back the small retort that he could be of a lot more help if he kept his fur on his body. But didn't.

(( lookit all the animals in aurora XDD
Matthew: how come WE don't have animals? ... -licks lips- they be Yummeh.

Callum: u .u;


And look at you two pulling all nighters. XDD ))

Aimee had just put the board away and was walking back to the house when she heard Quill's voice shout something. Aimee frowned and thought she should tell him it wasn't nice to shout so loud, seeing as they had close neighbors. She picked up her towel on the back porch and opened the glass doors and went inside after drying herself off. She walked inside drying her hair and she walked into the kitchen. She was displeased by the mess but Quill would clean it up. And if he didn't clean up his own mess she'd make him. 
She saw the files and frowned, and was about to say something about them when her sky blue eyes rested on the crumpled up picture of a vampire. Aimee closed her mouth and stepped closer, retrieving the image and looking at Sol. "Soliara..." Aimee said then looked over at James and Quill. 
Just then, it hit her. She had heard Quill shout something but she has blocked it out, and finally it registered. "you're dating her?!" aimee's voice rose and what had seemed like a calm stature before was now a shocked and upset expression. 
She couldn't say much more. How could he date a vampire!? The very things they were supposed to kill!? This was awful. Not just because he was a vampire hunter, but because she was worried this girl might hurt James. "she's a Newborn James, the file says she has problems controlling her blood craving." she said, setting the picture down. "what if she...?" Aimee shook her head, looking at James. Her eyes were wide and desperate looking. She didn't want anything to happen to James. He was her Teddy bear, and her big brother. 
What if Sol killed someone? Aimee didn't like the thought. They'd have to kill her or something, right? Who would do it? James himself? She saw how he looked at Sol's text messages and how he day dreamed. Aimee knew he loved her but this was crazy. How could he be in love with a vampire?! The thought was... No... He had to break up with her or something. Aimee wouldn't stand for James to be hurt in any way, and well, he has to hurt a little unless he wanted to someday see his girlfriend dying by his own hands. 

(( ha. Aimee and Quill trying to help James with a love problem. HELP YOURSELLLVVEEESSS XD
Well.... Kind of a love problem. X3 ))