Roleplay

RiRi wrote:

Stephen grinned back at Sol. "As ready as I'll ever be." Stephen  said, and allowed her to lead him out. Stephen looked at the ice, and sighed. "Here goes nothing." he closed his eyes and stepped out onto the slippery surface. His first steps were a bit wobbly, but Stephen righted himself, and turned back to Sol. "I'm going to take a test lap." he told her before taking off. It was like skiing. You transferred your weight from right to left, right to left. Stephen got the hang of it, still rickety on his skates, but he sped up, like any boy would do his age, just for the adrenaline rush. So much for that, because he slipped and fell. Like a runner diving for home base, Stephen slid on his side across the ice. "And we're down again!" he sighed, but laughed anyways. He held out a hand to Sol. "Well, Sol, ready to go?" he asked her, smiling and holding out a hand to her.

Sol smiled and stepped onto the ice after him. She skated after him, only not as fast. The cold wind rushed through her hair and left her breathless. Much as did James's presence. She was the most graceful person there. She did a smooth spin and skated over to Stephen, easily stopping and helping him up. She laughed softly. It was slightly saddened at the end but it was a laugh never less.
She held him up. "Be sure to--" she was cut off as a girl shoved her. Sol, as talented as she was, wasn't able to keep her balance. She stumbled forward and into Stephen's arms. "Oh...!" She blushed.

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Lionel snorted. "You are still in pain and you had to go walking around doing God knows what. Jeez." He glanced up at the ceiling. "Walking will be only good for you after you recover. I give credit to Sol and Stephen for telling you that." He huffed and picked up a plane, tossing it up in the air and not looking as it sailed around the room again., and at the same time, not knowing that he sounded like a teacher scolding his student. "I admire you for wanting the exercise, but it was a foolish thing to do, little vampire. Would you like to explain where you have been during your walk?"

Kolian smiled timidly and listened to him lecture. She watched as he picked up a plane and tossed it. He sounded so much like her parents. Or a teacher. It touched her, though, that he did care for her. She smiled a little and nuzzled his chest affectionately, still laying on top of him. "I understand." she said, at the end of his lecture.
She paused briefly before she continued, "I went to the Aurora house." she said, "I went to go see Stephen because I hadn't seen him in a while. No one told him I had been 'dead' for a week." she explained. She played with his shirt a little as she spoke. Her throat still hurt but that didn't keep her from talking at all.
"Were you worried about me?" she asked, "Sol was upset that I'd left and she told me so. She also said that you'd probably be worried, and angry too." she explained. Kolian paused to just lay her head on his chest for a few moments more. She imagined hearing his steady heartbeat, and feeling his warmth. That would've been nice to feel.

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Panda wrote:

Zach's lunch was soon delivered and he was munching down on food when Jessica waltzed in. He didn't care too much for the girl, even if she was dating one of his friends, and therefore he didn't notice her, at first. He was eating his lunch when his phone vibrated in his pocket. He jumped a bit but took it out and stared at the text from jessica. He sighed, rolled his eyes and looked around, noticing she was sitting with the girl that had laughed at him earlier. Who was that girl anyways?
Zach picked up a french fry and threw it at Jessica. "Here's my reply to your text, hi." he said and smiled a little. He was fairly comfortable talking with her, since he knew her well. However, other than that, he wasn't so smooth talking to other girls. Hence the reason he chose not to speak to Holly, but instead glance at her.

Jessica zipped her head around and glared at Bailey, only because she didn't realize it was Bailey. She then smiled and quickly left Holly's booth without a goodbye or anything. Jessica picked the french fry from her hair and flicked it at Bailey's head. She sat down in the booth and smirked. "What are you doing here? Where's everyone else?" She asked.

Holly just rolled her eyes. She was actually fine with her leaving, in fact she was glad.

(( BAILEY ISN'T A GIRL'S NAAMMEEE my buddy is named Bailey XD He's a hockey player and he has a cute little silly band ring in the shape of a LION 8D x3 ))

Bailey smiled but frowned when Jessica actually left the pretty girl she was sitting beside. Poor girl. That wasn't nice. He blinked as the frenchfry hit his forehead, and he caught it and laid it along with the rest of his trash. "Food." he said simply. Jessica was one of his friends that he didn't mind talking to. She was pretty sweet, if you were on her good side, and he'd known her for a while now and was comfortable talking to her.
"I left them at the park. We were playing football and they hit some girl on the head." he said, shaking his own head to and fro. "I apologized for them, then they stayed there yelling at each other for hitting her on the head." Bailey nodded, then glanced at the girl Jessica had left. "Who were you sitting with?" he asked, lowering his voice so that the girl didn't hear him. "she's pretty." he blinked, glancing the girl's way then looking back at jessica.

Callum blinked when his name was called. Too bad he got down just as Nerine and Grace came in. "Are you girls okay?" the blonde was obviously a human, but this was a well controlled coven and he was positive that it wouldn't matter. He ushered them further inside and went to look out the window. He frowned, and gave the newborns a look that spelled out, AUTHORITY. he watched them mutter stuff under their breath and disperse, leaving the coven.
Matthew had also heard Grace's cry, but being under his bed wasn't the best thing. He was startled as he jumped forward, only to hit his head against the bottom of the bed. He had almost gone unconscious, and his head hurt like heck, but he got out from under the bed and rushed downstairs a moment after Callum did. He noticed Callum at the window and he immediately ran towards Grace. He kneeled by her and looked her over with silent concern. Suddenly, his voice broke the silence. "Are you okay?" He noticed the cut from the newborns and he frowned deeply. "Let's go fix that." he said softly, brushing her hair back away from the wound.

Panda wrote:

(( I'm gone for like...a day or two and you people involve my characters? =w=
thannkssss.
XDD
I hope your characters don't think Cally is ignoring them. ono
I'll reply to everything in a sec. ))

((Meh. Sorry, I didn't know what else to do besides have Grace fight haha.))

RiRi wrote:

Panda wrote:

(( I'm gone for like...a day or two and you people involve my characters? =w=
thannkssss.
XDD
I hope your characters don't think Cally is ignoring them. ono
I'll reply to everything in a sec. ))

((Meh. :lol: Sorry, I didn't know what else to do besides have Grace fight haha.))

(( it's fine XD))

Aislinn nodded. "I don't worship them, but yeah, they keep good company." she said, glancing down with affection on her face at Bear, who was patiently curled up by the trunk of the tree, clearly pooped from his chase earlier. She eyed the sibling's banter with amusement on her face. It was easy to see that the two loved each other, in a very sibling rivalry way. She burst out laughing when Rune stormed off. Aislinn nodded, smiling. "He is such a kid, though it's easy to understand his actions when your big sister is teasing you." Aislinn thought. Leo didn't really storm off at anything. He was a sort of peacemaker in his own calm way. She shook her head. "Yeah, Leo prefers to stay calm and quite, even when I tease him. He's a laid back kind of guy, and doesn't really panic about anything much. It's more of a 'alright, no use crying over spilled milk, you dolt, just fix it.' kind of thing with him. Although when he was a kid..." Aislinn smirked. "that's an entirely different story. Sable's your....elder brother?" she asked. "I've never seen him around."

Stephen smiled at Sol, thanking her for helping him up. "So, what's the extent of your talent, Miss Sol?" Stephen saw that she stumbled and caught her quickly. He looked into her eyes. "You alright?" he asked smiling. "You're gonna have to be more careful, otherwise you're gonna hurt that pretty face of yours." he said, laughing, and steadying her. He looked at the girl who shoved Sol, and glared at her. The girl caught his look and flushed slightly, but kept on skating, as if trying to show off. Stephen rolled his eyes at the girl before turning his attention back to Sol.

Grace gave a small yelp as Nerine pushed her inside and dove in afterwards. Grace hit the floor, which immediately knocked the wind out of her. She sat up, breathing quickly to get the stitch out of her side. She looked up and met Matthew's eyes, and she immediately gave a small smile. "Hai," she said quietly, putting a hand over the long cuts on her neck. She looked back at the other girl, who seemed alright. Looking at Nerine with worry on her face, Grace wanted to see if she was alright, but hesitated, knowing Matthew might not be up for protests. Grace walked shyly over to the girl, and put a small hand on her shoulder. "I hope you're alright." she said, worry in her brown eyes. She turned back, taking Matthew's hand in hers and walking into the bathroom. She glanced back at Callum and nodded a small thank you before she fully entered the room to clean herself up.

All this while Nerine had been a doll, leaning against the wall, head down and not realizing that she looked a lot like one. The loud pattering of footsteps on the stairs startled her and her head snapped up. Were they under attack again? Shit. She was about to run and meet whoever when something trickled down her face and she stopped. "OH MY GOD What was that noise?" Fern shouted and paused when she saw Nerine; blood trickling down onto her forehead. "Shit!" She bounded away into the kitchen before she lost control. Nerine watched the small girl scamper off and couldn't resist snorting. Vegetarians her ass. She pressed a palm to the wall and on shaking legs, stood up. There was a cut somewhere on her head, but she wasn't going to allow that to stop her. She had to leave. Fast. Injuries or not, she still had to submit a report. "Damn." she muttered and sat down again when her sight became woozy and blur.

"He only does that with me." Wren laughed and then her face turned a little dark. "He's not always like that, it doesn't suit him at all. I suppose you can call him bipolar." she shrugged and listened when Aislinn talked about her brother. God, he sounded like Sable. Wren nodded and her eyes shone when she talked about him. It was obvious that she loved him deeply, almost passing the boundaries of sibling love but that was as far as she would go and she looked up highly to him as well. "The third of our family." she said and then raised an eyebrow at Aislinn. "Of course you don't. His and my former coven's in San Francisco. I moved, he didn't. He wanted to travel so we both parted ways. Again." she chuckled. "Personality wise, you can call him a ladies man, since every girl's eye on him but he never does anything. He was also the one who turned me." Wren said and her eyebrows rose when a ball of ginger fur and brown rolled past her, spitting and hissing, soon followed on by a black and white border collie, Mit who was barking excitedly. "Not Altair!" she screeched, racing forward and in instant yanked the two spitting cats apart, dropping Air and watching him sprint back to the house, yowling.

"That damn cat." Wren muttered, walking back towards Aislinn, Altair in her arms. "And dog." she added when Mit ran back to the house.

"No, you don't." Lionel snorted, reaching out a hand to stroke her hair. "You're probably thinking it's just another lecture from me." He paused for a while, staring up the ceiling, watching the an spin and frowned. "If I wasn't worried, I would be napping in my room now instead of having this conversation with you. You should know that." he shrugged. "So how's everyone at Aurora? Did Wren give you trouble?" He grasped her shoulders and gently pulled her off him and sat her down on the sofa beside him. He sighed and allowed his head to drop, resting it on her head.

"God, don't make me worry so much."

Aislinn tilted her head, listening to Wren talk about Rune. "Has he always been....to quote you...bipolar?" she asked, then laughed at the description of Sable. "Really? Now that's interesting. A ladies man. Those people are always interesting characters to hang around." Her eyes widened though as Wren told her Sable travelled. "He's lucky...." she said, jealousy sparking in her eyes. "I've always wanted to travel, though I wanted to stay with Leo who didn't want to travel. Where does he travel?" Aislinn glanced questioningly at Wren when she told Aislinn that Sable turned her, but from earlier, Aislinn guessed Wren didn't like talking about her past, so she let the thought go. Though she was curious as to how it happened....
Aislinn jumped, and fell from her perch in the tree at the sudden appearance of the snarling cats. "Bugger!" she hissed, grabbing a branch on the way down and swinging like a trapeze artist from it. She was careful not to get splinters in her hands, though it was kind of inevitable. Aislinn landed, absorbing the fall by bending her knees, crouching like a cat. She straightened up, glancing at Bear who had raised his head at the commotion. Aislinn knew her dog. Bear looked like he was about to get up, but Aislinn held up a hand.
"AH AH!" She rose her voice, making it stern. Bear shot a glare at his owner before huffing at her. He got up and padded slowly over to Wren, looking curiously at the cat in Wren's arms. There was no desire to scare the cat or to chase it, just getting a better look. Bear plopped his butt back down on the grass, and looked at Altair, tilting his head, blinking his clear blue eyes curiously.

"Pfft. Always." Wren said, rolling her eyes. "Sable interesting? Now that's new." she snorted and raised an eyebrow. She honestly didn't find him interesting obviously because they had lived and traveled together for an extremely long time. "Sable likes the European countries. He's coming home from Venice tomorrow although I wouldn't be surprised if he had bought a house there and refused to come home.." she said, tilting her head to one side. Venice was a beautiful place indeed and it had plenty of art there. It was no surprise to her that he fell in love with the place immediately. When Bear began padding over to her, Wren glared at it as though saying Try anything and you're dead, dog. Altair lashed his long fluffy tail to and fro, his green eyes staring unblinkingly at Bear's blue ones. The coon suddenly leaped out of Wren's arms, and with his trademark flick of arrogance, swaggered away from them, snorting.

Aislinn stepped forward and grabbed Bear's wagging tail, pulling the border collie back toward herself. Bear let out a huff at Aislinn, but nevertheless padded over to her. Aislinn bent down, scratching Bear behind the ears. Bear licked Aislinn's face affectionately. "Yeeeccch." Aislinn joked, wiping her face. Truthfully, Aislinn didn't mind dogs licking her face, and Bear wasn't a slobbery dog at all. "Wait- VENICE?" Aislinn stood up so fast to face Wren, the move didn't even exist. Her clear water blue eyes were wide. "Can I please switch locations with your brother?" it wasn't hard to guess why Aislinn wanted to go to Venice so badly. "I've always wanted to swim in the canals. I don't think it's allowed, but how could anything bad happen when you've already survived swimming with great whites?" Aislinn smiled, her eyes sparking with envy.

Wren jumped when Aislinn's voice rose and she snorted. "Yes, Venice, Italy." she said, smiling with amusement. "Of course it's not allowed." she laughed. "Go and beg Leo to take you one day. Don't worry, we have all the time in the world." She looked revolted when Bear licked Aislinn's face and she grimaced. Disgusting. Dogs were disgusting. Wren snorted. She couldn't see what was so special about them and often wondered why people like Aislinn and Rune loved dogs. She preferred the company of cats; they were quiet and loved napping which was already perfect enough for her. "And the canals might be freezing. I wouldn't swim in there if I were you." she chuckled.

"If I beg Leo, I'd have to repay him for a decade." Aislinn pointed out, leaning against the trunk of the tree. "You know how brothers can get." Aislinn yawned, stretching like a cat before smiling back at Wren, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Yeah," she agreed when Wren talked about the canals. "So's the Atlantic Ocean, but I've still got all my digits, haven't I?" Aislinn laughed, wiggling her fingers. "But yeah, you've got a point. Still, it wouldn't hurt to try....maybe even have a go and try to flip over a gondola. I've heard the gondoliers are terrible singers, despite their credit in the movies."
It was like Aislinn to make a little mischief, but she never did anything to the extremes, and made sure it wasn't a permanent prank, such as shaving someones hair off while they were sleeping. Still, that didn't stop her from pushing her swim team mates into the ice cold water in the morning. It was partially an ongoing tradition in morning practices to jump in the water, and Aislinn just had fun pushing them in.

Wren grinned. "Mmhmm." She flopped down on the grass and shot Bear a warning look before turning back to Aislinn, her legs stretching out in front of her. "I did flip over a gondola once. I got hell for it afterwards. In Italian." she laughed. "And I pushed poor unsuspecting tourists into the canal." Oh yeah, that had felt good. She got yelled at in Italian and broken English. She chuckled at the memory and at the lecture she received from her brother afterwards. Wren allowed her head to touch the grass, her lapis lazuili blue eyes glancing up at the clear sky and her brown hair fanning out onto the grass, contrasting well with each other.

"Maybe I should try overturning cars next." Wren mused and shot up when she heard the familiar toot of a taxi outside the house. Her blue eyes seemed to grow wider and wider until they almost seemed to be popping out of her face as Sable stepped out of the car and walked over towards them, smiling and stopping when Wren yelled. "You were supposed to be arriving tomorrow!" she said pointing a finger accusingly at him and turning even madder when his smile became an amused one. "I lied. I took the early flight." he simply said, clearly anticipating her reaction as he swept her up into a bear hug. When he was done, he glanced towards Aislinn and smiled. He was oblivious to the fact that whenever he smiled, it was always dazzling. Wren had accused him of putting it on on purpose everytime, but when he tried doing it 'normally', it was as though he was grimacing. So, dazzling it was.

"You must be Wren's new friend." he said pleasantly. "Sable Lasseur is my name. And you are?"

Wren snorted. Sable was playing gentleman again as usual. No wonder the ladies kept following him most of the time.

((I'm pulling out Cecil for a while. I have no idea what to do with him. <3))

(( buhbye Cecil D: ))

Callum caught his breath in his throat when he saw Fern enter. The moment she bounced out he had relaxed. He was visibly tense when she had entered, obviously ready to attack if necessary. He walked over and look at Nerine's head. He controlled himself well, and of course he had to being the leader of this coven. 
"Excuse me, Miss..." he helped her to her feet and let her lean against him. She was a pretty little girl, the wound on her head was not good but he knew how to rid of it. "come with me." he wasted no time ushering her into a separate bathroom from Matthew and Grace. He picked her up with ease and set her on the counter top. 
Callum didn't wait for any protests, especially if someone was hurt. He went for the the cabinet and took out a first aid kit. He then looked at Nerine with his blue eyes. She probably came to about his chin while she was sitting on the counter. That was cute. He brushed some of her blonde hair away from her eyes so he could find the wound. He was gentle with her. She was a human and one mistake could snap her in two. He didn't want that. She seemed likable enough, and it would probably help him if he had more friends. It WAS his birthday after all, why not expand and make a few human friends? 

((Cecil: I'll be back. -terminator style- =3))

You're not supposed to touch me, vampire. Nerine couldn't help thinking when Callum helped her up. She stayed silent when he led her into a bathroom, trying not to explode and scream "Keep your hands off me you leech" In other circumstances, she would have done exactly that and ran out of the house but this situation was different. She had been hurt and the coven leader was going to treat her wounds or so it would seem. Nerine felt surprised in this show of kindness. It had been a long time since anyone had treated her wounds; she had always bandaged herself up. "Wait, you shouldn't-" she began to protest and shut her mouth when he attended to the wound on her head. Her hands was balled into fists as she placed them on her lap and then she noticed that her flowery skirt had blood spots on them from the newborns. Shit. And she was in a vampire house with the coven leader attending to her wounds. Double, no, triple shit. If her family were still alive, they would have screamed in horror. Nerine didn't know why she wasn't jumping off the counter and heading out the door at this very moment. Maybe it was because she was injured, or too surprised by this show of kindness; she didn't know.

All this while her blue eyes had been staring at nothing but her fists and the aura that radiated from her screamed nothing but tension, caution and suspicion. She felt like a deer that was now having its injuries taken care of by a hunter. When he was done, the first thing that popped out of her mouth wasn't a thank you; it was "You didn't have to do that you know." she said, looking up and staring directly into Callum's eyes. She then paused and added hesitantly though it killed her inwardly to do it. Saying thank you to a leech. "Anyways, thank you."

Sol blushed and glanced back over at the girl who had pushed her. "She likes you." Sol stated, then looked over at Stephen. "She always likes boys I'm with." Sol moved out of his arms. 'Boys I'm with' could have been interpreted as, boyfriends or just a guy she hung out with. Sol looked over at Stephen and smiled a little. She wanted to show off a little for him too.
Sol skated forward, spinning on one leg and jumping and twirling in thin air, and even landing smoothly. She was near professional skater. She skated around once then back over to him. Her cheeks were flushed from the cold and she did indeed look very beautiful. She would, in fact, look MORE beautiful if she smiled more. Her smiles were small and still heartbroken. She missed James and he was in her head too much for her to bear.
When Sol was skating around alone, she had thought of James. Every time she thought of him she did a trick to keep herself from crying. She wished he'd come back to her. She had no idea what she had been thinking, getting into a relationship with him in the first place anyways. In the end, she would've had to leave him anyways, no matter how much she loved him.

Matthew sighed and gently tended to Grace's wounds in the bathroom. He was quiet for a while, the light that usually lit up his eyes gone. Once he finished, he washed his hands and put everything away. He then walked over to Grace and wrapped his arms around her even though she was sitting up on the counter. He closed his eyes and smiled, but it was small as he held her close.
"You scared me to death." he said. He rubbed her back a little, still hugging her. She was an adorable gift and he loved her. He didn't want to see her get hurt, not ever.

Kolian smiled a little, and blinked a bit as she was lifted off him. She sat up, but felt a little wobbly so laid her head on Lionel's shoulder a bit. She smiled a little more when his head rested on her's. So Sol was right. He had been worried. She found his hand and intertwined her fingers with his, once again very sorry she had worried him so much. "I didn't see Wren." she explained, "I only saw Stephen." she said.
Kolian thought about Wren. She was glad that she had not seen the devil girl. Kolian looked at Lionel again without moving her head. "I won't do it again... I'll tell you where I'm going next time." she said softly, quietly. She hugged his arm and smiled. She was glad that he cared so much but upset with herself for making him worry.

Callum could tell Nerine was tense. He didn't do anything to harm her, and was as gentle as ever, as if he were treating one of his own coven members. When he had finished he listened to her, and nodded, smiling at her, "it was nothing." he said. "And you're very welcome." Callum smiled at Nerine again. He had a very dashing and attractive smile, one that would make any girl go weak at the knees. (Well, any girl that would like freakishly tall guys...)


(( And Callum had block in the end |D =3= ))

Stephen snorted, smirking. "Yeah well, good thing I don't like her-then we'd both be in trouble." he said, laughing. He leaned against the banister, hands in his pockets. He watched her in awe as she executed the move perfectly, clapping when she landed. "Beautiful!" he exclaimed, beaming. He frowned when the sad expression crossed her face. Sol was too beautiful for the tears to fall. It was like seeing a kicked puppy, or a lost child. Stephen sighed and pushed off from the wall with one skate, going over to see her. He put a hand on her shoulder. "If you want to stop we can," he said kindly, looking into her beautiful eyes. "and you know, you don't have to bottle it up. It's not good for you." he added with a small smile.