Roleplay

Rune's face twisted with disgust the moment Kolian said 'newborn.' He scoffed and spat on the ground. Lionel? Captured by newborns? What a whole load of bullshit. As far as he was concerned, Lionel was his role model and for his role model to get plucked away by newborns was disbelieving. He stared at Kolian skeptically for a moment as though this was some cruel joke she and Lionel brought up to use against him but as he surveyed Kolian's tear-stricken face, he groaned. Stupid Lionel. He's always ends up in trouble. Kolian was no better; she too was a danger magnet. "God, the both of you..." he shook his head and glanced around him slowly, taking in the sights and scents of the forest. He caught a faint trace of Lionel's lingering scent and his bicolored eyes widened. Just as he was about to run and follow the scent, drops from the sky stopped him. He glanced up and was immediately plopped by a raindrop. "Shit." he swore. "Shit!" he shouted when it began pouring heavily; Lionel's scent lost in an instant.

((Fern: !!!!!#(!*$ O_O

!@*)#)*$)*!!))

(( yes. Matthew should be Gay. XDDDDDDD
Matthew: =3= I object.
no one cares what you think. == ))

Kolian waited for rune to catch the scent. When he did she felt ready to run, then it began to rain. Suddenly, her expression changed from hopeful, to hopeless in an instant. A terrified look ran over her face. "LIONEL!" She looked around as she screamed for him. The rain had her drenched in a minute.
No, this couldn't stop her. Kolian ran. She ran the way Rune had almost taken off in. She kept calling out his name, over and over again, and each time her voice rang out through the forest it was as if she were dying inside. She wouldn't leave this forest, not without Lionel.
She looked everywhere, for footprints in the dirt, crushed leaves and twigs - anything for a clue as to where LIonel could be. Kolian's eyes were blurred with tears and she was cold from the rain, but she didn't care. Her hair stuck to her neck and to her face and her clothes stuck to her body. Rain ran off her arms and if they weren't absorbed into her clothing it dripped off onto the forest floor as she ran.
Her legs were still screaming in pain for her to stop but she wouldn't. Kolian wouldn't stop running. Not until she found her Lion. When she found Lion, she would find the newborns, when she found the newborns, they would be dead. She begged with all her might that Lionel might be alive, that he'd be there waiting for her when she found him.

"GYA~!" Fern screeched, running down the stairs as though there was a monster coming after her at this very instant. There was indeed a monster, which was now perched on top of her head, clinging there for dear life and which had also dropped from the ceiling. "Monster monster monster... she roared, dashing into the kitchen and shaking her head. When nothing fell out, she screeched with horror. She dashed out of the kitchen and burst into the first door that she saw, which happened to be the bathroom Matthew and Grace were in. She barged in and was just in time to see him hug Grace. Her eyes widened and since she was in a mad mood now, she pointed a finger at them and roared. "I have a freakin' monster on my head and I see Matthew and Grace kissing on the goddamned counter!" She paused for a while before bursting into laughter, pulling off the lizard on her head, forgetting about monsters immediately and chucked the bewildered reptile towards the couple.


((Fern: IF YOU BECOME GAY YOU'RE DEAD MAN. O_O))

(( XDDDD
for a second I thought it would be Vivian's cat on her head |D ))

Matthew could hear the commotion and he blinked, looking over just in time to see Fern barge in and point at them, laugh maniacally and throw the lizard at them. It was strange, but something came over Matthew the moment the lizard was caught in his hands. "Never had lizard blood before." he joked, then tossed it back at Fern with his usual, normal, wild smile on his face. His eyes were lit up and he seemed... excited.
He seemed better. He reflected Fern's feelings well and when she was crazy, he was too. He had let go of Grace though, and was no longer hugging her. Instead, he was over exaggerating and pretending to protect Grace from the 'monster' Aka: Mr. Lizard.

"Kolian!" Rune shouted with horror when he saw her running off into the direction that he had almost taken. "Stop!" He ran after her, his speed almost enough to rival hers at the rate that she was running. "You can't find him at this rate!" he shouted and although it killed the young boy to do it due to his phobia, he leaped and landed squarely on her back, hissing in pain. He placed his whole weight on it and it was enough to make Kolian topple over onto the ground. "You idiot..." he gasped out, sitting on her back and his shoes were on her legs, threatening to break them if she tried anything. "You think running off maniacally like that will help you find your lover?" he spat. "You think I don't want to do the same? Keep your head screwed on and think straight dammit! I want him back as much as you do but nothing will be solved if you panic!" he snarled, brushing his wet brown hair from his eyes.

"Pfft. You can't protect her from my monster." Fern snorted, catching the lizard without looking at it. "In fact, the only weapon that you have is your fat tummy, you fat oaf while I have my awesome monster." She lifted up the lizard to her eye level and plucked off its tail, knowing full well that it'll grow again. "Let's see how you dance with this in your shirt." she said mischievously, her eyes twinkling with sparkles that hadn't been seen in weeks.

((X.X Poof. Night.))

Panda wrote:

(( XDDDD
for a second I thought it would be Vivian's cat on her head |D ))

Matthew could hear the commotion and he blinked, looking over just in time to see Fern barge in and point at them, laugh maniacally and throw the lizard at them. It was strange, but something came over Matthew the moment the lizard was caught in his hands. "Never had lizard blood before." he joked, then tossed it back at Fern with his usual, normal, wild smile on his face. His eyes were lit up and he seemed... excited.
He seemed better. He reflected Fern's feelings well and when she was crazy, he was too. He had let go of Grace though, and was no longer hugging her. Instead, he was over exaggerating and pretending to protect Grace from the 'monster' Aka: Mr. Lizard.

(( *_* IDEA.))

(( o .o X3 ))

Grace jumped violently when Fern burst in, but laughed when she saw the poor lizard on the girls head. She held her hands up in defense, slapping Matthew on the chest. "He did it first!" she said, watching as the two volleyed the poor lizard back and forth. Grace laughed when Matthew stood in front of her protectively. Peeking over his shoulder, she spotted something out of the corner of her eye. A white fluffy ear, soon followed by sea blue eyes and a mischievous gaze. The white cat was crouched in a hunched hunters pose.
"Um...." Grace pointed at Fern's head in warning. To late. It pounced.
Quite remarkably high for a cat, but in one graceful movement, it landed on top of Fern's head. With a meow it swiped at the lizard in Fern's hand. Grace blinked before bursting into laughter. For such a small girl, Grace had a loud voice, therefore a loud laugh which echoed through the house. She clutched her sides. The cat glared at her reproachfully, as if saying 'My food!'

(( Sorry Pan, I had to take a dance class :3 reply coming in a sec ))

Stephen looked down as Sol laid her head on his chest. The corner of his mouth turned up in a slight smile. He surveyed the small crowd that was looking at them. A few teenage girls he recognized from school were sitting talking and glancing every so often at him and Sol. The little kids ice skating practice were giggling nearby. Stephen laughed as they twirled and skittered by in their sparkly pink and purple leotards and skirts.
A few brave little girls inched up to Stephen and Sol. One of the girls pushed the middle one forward. "Go, Addessa!" she said. "You're the bravest!"
"Quit pushing!" the girl named Addessa hissed before giggling and staring up at Sol with wide eyes. "Um excuse me?"
Stephen turned so they faced the small girls.
"Um...are you a -a princess?"
Stephen laughed. Sol certainly gave that impression. Big pretty eyes with a soft complexion and loving gaze that was currently clouded by sadness. He looked down at Sol with amused eyes. 

Aislinn grinned at the spitting cat. She laughed. "I'm pretty sure he'd do a good number on your face," she commented lightly, leaning against the wall. She put her hair up into a messy bun, looking down at her feet, a sudden longing to be in the water overwhelming her. Whenever she stayed away she got the jitters. Leo always laughed, saying she had withdrawals from being out of water. It was funny in a way, though Aislinn still shrugged it off. Aislinn sighed. "So got any interesting plans, either of you?" she asked Wren and Sable.

"Heh." Sable snorted at Aislinn, rolling his eyes. "I'll make sure that he gets it before I do." he said with amusement. He put down the cat and watched as it swaggered away. "Plans?" he raised an eyebrow at her and then he smirked. "I was just saying to Wren here..." he trailed off and looked innocently at her. Wren looked ticked. "This bloke here wants to try high school again as a freakin' repeat!" She jabbed his shoulder. "I don't want to repeat, but I'm going to how do you say it...sneak around the school?" Sable shrugged. "Actually I want to do this to keep an eye on you, dear Wren, and I can't do it when you're at school." Wren rolled her eyes and muttered "Stalker." Sable grinned. "I don't belong to either of your covens here so I have free reign and since I have no life...what d'you think?" He looked at Aislinn.

Aislinn glanced at Wren and a look of disgust crossed her face. "Repeat high school?" she looked at Sable. "Who the bloody hell in their right mind would want to repeat high school?" She said, eyebrows raised in surprise. Then Sable said he had wanted to keep an eye on Wren, and Aislinn moved her gaze towards the younger Lasseur. She snorted. "Elder brothers, right?" she said knowingly to Wren. "Trust me, you're exactly like my brother, Leo." Aislinn said. "If you ask me, Wren seems to be doing just fine, but-" Aislinn raised her hands up as if being held at gunpoint. "you know her better than I do, so it's your call." she laughed, putting her hands back down.

"I don't want to repeat." Sable winked. "What's wrong with a little mischief?" This was more than looking after his sister; he needed and wanted the adrenaline rush. He felt as though the school needed one too. "Look out for me during first period." Wren rolled her eyes, as though agreeing with Aislinn. "You're mad, Lasseur." she snorted. "If you get in trouble..." Sable raised a finger, interrupting her. "Your coven rules do not apply to me here. In other words, I have free reign. The government might probably think it's a mad newborn lose in the school when actually it's a close to seven hundred year old vamp looking for adventure or whatever if I get caught and my coven in San Francisco will get it; though I doubt that the government would want to waste their time trying to identify which coven I'm from. There are just too many files to look through."

"Oh, believe me there's nothing wrong with a little mischief." Aislinn said with a glint in her eyes. "Trust me, our school has had it's fair share of pranks played on it. The usual like graffiti and toilet paper, and then there's the genius who took two goats from the local zoo." Aislinn laughed at the memory. "He took them numbering the first goat number 1, and the second goat number 3. The student body spent 5 hours after school searching for the number 2 goat until they realized there was no number 2 goat." That person earned a great amount of respect from all of the students." She grinned at Sable. "Ahh, finding a loophole in the system I see."

"Ah, what an epic prank." Sable laughed, shaking his head. "It must've been hilarious for the student body." Wren snorted, rolling her eyes but she was grinning. "The school's been quiet for too long. I'd like to see the faces of the chicks that he befriends and then he disappears; causing plenty of heartbreaks." She laughed at the last part and Sable shot her a sour look. "I always get unwanted attention and so do you." Wren stopped laughing immediately and she too shot him a sour look. "Pfft." Sable grinned at Aislinn back. "You're sharp."



((I need to do something with Nerine... O_O))

Kolian laid on the muddy ground, her eyes filled with tears and a small boy sitting on her back. Get off. She wanted to say, Get off so I can find him! But she didn't. Every little thing that Rune said was true, and she knew it. She sniffled and wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her soaked shirt. She didn't move her legs, feeling his feet there, and knowing he would break her legs to keep her from running if he had to.
She folded her arms under her head and cried quietly, the rain continuing to pour down. "I just want to find him... before... before..." Her voice caught in her throat and she ceased to speak. She closed her eyes tightly again, burying her face in her arms as she laid there on the forest floor. "How can we find him?" She whimpered, "How can we find him now...? what if they've already--" Kolian's heart sank. She didn't want to think about what could have happened, and yet it creeped into her head because she knew it probably had.
Kolian wanted nothing more than to get up and go looking for Lionel. She wanted to find him, dead or alive and hold him close like she always had before. She wanted to be with him and cuddle and feel safe in his arms. She didn't want him to be limp and dying somewhere, out there, alone. She didn't want him to die, period. Kolian's chest tightened with the pain her thoughts brought. She wanted her Lionel back. Now.

Sol's eyes opened a bit, but her head continued to rest on Stephen's chest. She looked at the girls who had approached them and her cheeks turned a slight shade of pink. A princess? her? yeah right. Maybe Cinderella who was beaten by her step mom and was kicked out of the castle. Yeah, that sounded about right. Her prince charming happened to not like cinderella so he had to kick her out.
Sol would have laughed at herself. That was a very accurate thought. Her mother was the 'evil stepmom', who did in fact made Sol clean and cook and do all the servant jobs. Then beat her continuously (which never happened in cinderella but, oh well) then Sol met her Prince charming and she went to his castle and ALMOST lived happily ever after. Then Prince charming figured out she was a vampire, so he kicked her out. What a story.
"No, I'm not." Sol said and smiled, though it was very little. She didn't know it, but she was clinging onto Stephen in the way a girlfriend would do her boyfriend. She still hadn't moved away from him, because she liked being there with him. It made her feel more wanted than she actually thought.
The girls looked disappointed but one spoke up. "Oh, okay. We just thought you looked like a princess, with prince charming." the girls giggled and looked at Stephen. Sol let a thin smile on her lips. "He's something isn't he?" she said. The girls looked at eachother, then at Sol, and nodded their heads rapidly. Of course Stephen was something. He was dashing and handsome and could probably be mistaken for a prince.
"But he's mine. So don't take him." Sol joked, but it was half hearted. The girls didn't seem to notice and they all giggled loudly before skating off. Sol watched them go and her smile slowly vanished. They were such sweet girls. She wished she was human again, she really did. Then all of this wouldn't have happened to her, and maybe she could've been married by now, and had a wonderful life as an artist, and she would have been old with grandkids and all that. That would've been very nice...

Stephen let out a laugh. The girls were so amusing. He looked down at Sol again. "Prince Charming, huh?" He said, grinning. That was sweet of them to say so. The truth was that Stephen never had had a girlfriend when he was a human, and never really found one. Kolian was probably his only love that he'd had, but Stephen wasn't in love with Kolian. He just loved her.
"But he's mine. So don't take him." Sol joked.
Stephen looked away turning a light shade of pink.

((Gotta go, mom's forcing me off.))

Sol pushed on her skates so that she could give Stephen his space. She was still holding onto his arms, but mainly so that she didn't slide away. She did notice the light pink color that crossed his face, and that did make her smile, even just a little. He did look adorable when he was embarrassed, and she assumed that James used to think the same, seeing as he flustered her so many times.
"You're blushing." Sol tilted her head to the side and let the blades of her ice skates slide around so she could get a better look at his face. He had such a nice face. He was a nice guy, and she didn't understand how Kolian could love Lionel so much and not Stephen. Of course, Lionel wasn't Sol's type of guy. He was blunt and sarcastic, and a bit cynical as well. Sol liked the type of people... like James, Jamie, or... Stephen? In thinking this she looked at Stephen in a new light, but refused to give in to it.
Maybe Kolian just liked that feeling that she got when she knew Lionel cared about her. Maybe she liked the way he was, because he was himself? Sol couldn't understand how in the world Kolian could like - love - lionel so much in that way. Here Stephen was, (and yes Sol was thinking about him like this) very much more handsome, sweeter, kinder, gentle and delicate with her as if she could break, and he cared about her. Sol didn't understand. Maybe she just didn't know Lionel well enough as Kolian did, maybe Lionel didn't give the Sol butterflies like he did for Kolian. Butterflies...
Sol missed that warm feeling in her stomach and the feeling as if she couldn't breathe when she was looking at that certain someone. It was an odd feeling. Her stomach churned and fluttered, her heart felt like it was in her throat and it was hard to breathe. Her chest ached with feeling and depression, mixed with anxiety and expression... much like... she felt now?
Sol's eyes were glued to Stephen's profile, his face still turned away from her, and at that moment when she had looked at him in a different light, these weird feelings washed over her like waves on the beach. It hit her like a baseball to a bat, and with much disappointment she knew what she was feeling. Was she ready to feel this way again? Not on her life.
As much as Sol wanted to keep the warm feeling going she pushed it down. Deep deep down into oblivion, and thought about how James and Jamie had given her the same exact feeling, and how they had ruined it by leaving and just... figuring out she was a vampire. She stomped on her feelings deeper. No. No. No. No. No. The feeling was pleasurable but she didn't want it anymore.
SHe was afraid. She was afraid Stephen would take her heart and smash it, though she couldn't imagine him doing so. Then again, she never imagined Jamie or James being able to do it until it happened. She didn't want him to smash it, and she never wanted to take the chance. It was a sad decision, but she faced it with her head held high. She would not have her heart broken again. She was afraid. Afraid of loving.

Stephen looked out the window with a small smile on his face as if avoiding her comment. He knew he was blushing. And it was embarrassing. When he was little, he had been a quite sort of guy. He was popular in school, but not too popular. He kept to himself and didn't think anything of girls until Kolian came along-- then he started thinking, but he kept it to himself, and didn't really talk about girls in front of Kolian, no matter how many times she bugged him to tell her. It didn't take any type or sort of specific girl for Stephen to notice them. All it took was a beautiful smile and a certain way she carried herself.
Stephen glanced back at Sol, and grinned when he noticed her staring at him. He put on a ridiculously wide grin, his eyes shining in mischief. He pointed at her mouth. "Careful, love, you're drooling." he grinned. He always said this to Kolian when he saw her eyeing a guy whom she thought was particularly good looking. Her reaction always was the best part about it. He let out a small laugh at the memory, but turned to look at Sol.
People may mistake him for a goof ball who doesn't really think before he speaks, but Stephen was very much a person who wasn't always looking for attention. He wasn't superficial. And he had amazing instincts, which now told him that Sol was struggling with something. He reached out and put a hand on her cheek. "You don't have to keep it bottled up, you know. Talking isn't overrated."

Sol's cheeks turned a bright shade of red when he told her she was drooling. Her hands flew up over her mouth but then she realized. Duh, she wasn't drooling. She lowered her hands and adverted her eyes. They were just standing there, when they could really be skating, and not in this situation that was pushing her deeper and deeper into her feelings. As if the situation wasn't enough, Stephen touched her. He put his hand on her cheek.
Sol caught her breath in her throat and her cheeks continued to redden. His touch was so soft and gentle, she wanted to just lean in some more-- no..! she couldn't let herself. She was standing there, frozen. Slowly, though, she leaned into his touch and her eyes flickered up so she gazed into his. For a few moments she was worried she was indeed drooling at that moment, but she had no need to be afraid (for she wasn't drooling at all).
Sol closed her eyes tightly, and though she would have liked to tell him that he gave her butterflies too, she felt that it wasn't right. James had broken up with her hours ago and she wasn't going to jump into another relationship (that is, if he liked her too) and risk getting her heart torn in half. She pushed away from him, using her skates to push her back so she slid away from him. She was no longer looking at him, but at her skates and the ice. She didn't speak either, but turned on her skates and skated away from him. She was slow and graceful, but not at all fast. If Stephen wanted to catch her, that would be easy enough.