Roleplay

Grace looked down, not meeting Matthew's eyes. She was afraid he would get angry. When Matthew wrapped his arms around her she leaned into him, nuzzling into his chest. She kissed him softly on his jaw line, and hugged him back. "I'm sorry..." she said. "I just...couldn't leave that poor girl to the newborns. What if she got hurt? Or even got bitten?" she looked up at Matthew with big brown eyes. She smiled. "I'm glad to see you up and about again..." she smiled, though couldn't help but feel all this heartbreak was her fault. If she hadn't come back, or hadn't told Matthew she loved him, Fern and Matthew wouldn't have grown apart.

"Oho, I bet they weren't happy." Aislinn said pleasantly. "But it was tourists, it was a memorable moment for them. They probably needed a dunking anyways." She leaned back petting Bear absentmindedly, when she saw Wren. Her blue eyes were getting as big as saucers. "Wren, what-!" Aislinn jumped when Wren yelled, and she slammed her hands over her ears. Damn, that girl had healthy lungs. Aislinn winced, but watched as a handsome young man stepped out of a yellow cab and walked towards them. Aislinn watched him scoop Wren up into a big hug, smiling despite Wren's less than enthusiastic reaction to him being there.
He smiled, and Aislinn raised an eyebrow. He had an amazing smile, and those trademark blue eyes and brown hair that all of the siblings in the Aurora coven had acquired, save for Rune, who Aislinn only assumed had once had those same lapis lazuli eyes. Aislinn glanced at Wren. New friend? Maybe. Everyone knew Wren took a long time to judge a person and call them her friend, so Aislinn merely shrugged. "You could call us that," she said, and got up, brushing herself off. She stepped forward, holding out her hand. "Aislinn Carver." she said, meeting her eyes with his. Yup. Definitely brother and sister. Anyone could tell that without even knowing their names. The eyes were a dead give away.
"So you're the brother who's been staying in Venice and I've been envying. I've always wanted to go there." she said conversationally.
Bear perked his head up at the small commotion. Oho, new people! The border collie came up behind her and and let out a pleasant wuff wagging his tail, obviously hoping to be petted or given a treat, or some combination of the two. Bear padded up to Sable, ears back and tail wagging.

Sol laughed, but it was a sad humorless one. "No... I'd like to stay." she said softly, looking around the ice rink at all the people. "Being here makes me feel... better. It distracts me..." Sol took in a sudden sharp breath, as if the cold air could wash away all the pain. She was still smiling, but it was such a sad smile...
Sol lowered her head and looked down at her skates, and his. "THank you." SOl turned her eyes to look up into his and she smiled - a sad smile - but it was a smile. She took his hand in her's and looked down at it. "Let me teach you." she said softly. She skated forward just a little, then looked at him expecting him to skate after her. Their hands were still touching, but just by the fingertips since she had gone forward a little.

(( x3 aww.
Stephen thinks she's BEAUTIFUL. xD
too bad Sol can't think of anyone else but JAMES. :T
where's Fiona? D:
she needs to reply for Quill. ouo ))

Matthew nodded, "Sh, I understand." he patted her head a little. He blinked a bit and nodded his head slowly as if he understood. He kissed her cheek and gave her another hug, deciding not to respond to her last comment about him being up again.
Matthew helped Grace off the counter. "Did you come to see me?" he asked, a small smile creeping over his lips.

((Kill da moment! Bye Lionel! XDDD You're not dying yet.

Lionel: WHUT? oh shit...))

"No, you don't have to do that." Lionel snorted, rolling his eyes. "Just don't make me worry so much." He sighed and closed his eyes, his fingers tightening with hers. He was about to perhaps drift into a nap when the shattering of glass in the kitchen snapped him awake. He raised an eyebrow at Kolian. "That can't be ours can't it?" he snorted and got up, heading towards the kitchen. Seconds later the sound of a struggle could be heard from the kitchen as vampire and vampire knocked into each other. "Kolian!" Lionel managed to shout as he was dragged out the window from the kitchen by a group of newborns and vanishing into the woods beyond.

(( O_O Woah. Intense. Bai Lionel! ))

Stephen furrowed his brows, but didn't press the matter. He sighed, and leaned forward, pushing himself off the ice and following her. "Isn't that move for girls? Graceful ones?" he laughed. "Last time I checked, I was neither of those things."

((Sorry, short post XP))

Grace quieted, an unwelcome feeling dropping itself in to the pit of her stomach. She landed on the ground, and looked up at Matthew. "No," she said with a sweet smile. "I came to see your evil twin." she grinned. "Rumor has it, he looks exactly like you, and only comes out once in a blue moon."

((AGH SHORT! !@@$#%$#@#@!!!))

"I'll see myself out." Nerine allowed a small faint smile to play at her lips before she left the bathroom. She of course had not missed his smile and she snorted. Well, he looks better in reality. was all she thought and the wall that she had built over the past few years refused to crumble. Once she was in front of the front door, she couldn't help herself any longer. Panic threatened to consume her as she opened the door and leaped out. She ran, clearly in a hurry to go home and submit a report.

(Short )

(( D: LIONELLLLL
Kolian: DX JKFIO#U$*U$)(WUDJK ))

Kolian blinked and frowned when the glass shattered. She had a sickening feeling in her stomach. She let his hand slip out of her's and she watched him go. It was only a moment before she heard the fighting. Though she would rather have sat, she quickly got to her feet, just in time to hear Lionel's voice. "Lionel!" Kolian stumbled forward and ran towards the kitchen.
She saw them drag him out the window and panick rushed over her. "Nonononooo" She cried. She leaped through the window, and though she usually would have landed on her feet, she landed and fell to her knees she was still so weak. She stood and ran after them. Her legs screamed in pain but she wouldn't let them stop. She couldn't stop. "Lionel!" she screamed again, looking around for him and the newborns. She was considerably slower than they were, since she was still healing.
Before she knew it she was in the middle of the forest without a clue in the world where her lover was. She put her hands over her mouth, spinning around in circles, just looking... looking... "Lionel!" she shrieked again, her chest hurting from the emotional turmoil. "LIONEL!" her throat burned but she didn't want to stop. Tears blurred her vision. No, no no no. Please, don't take him away.

Sable shook her hand, still smiling pleasantly. "Pleasure to meet you, mademoi- no, Aislinn." He grinned. Too much French crap had clogged his head according to Wren. He squatted down and scratched Bear's ears, and not hearing Aislinn until Wren's foot met with his. "Hm?" he blinked and then realized that Aislinn had directed a conversation towards him. "You were envying me?" He raised an eyebrow up at her and at Wren as though asking her 'What have you been telling her, you nut?' "You should go there someday; it is indeed a beautiful place to be." he said, pausing for a while only to star scratching Bear's ears again.

(Short I'm rushing, DX)

Sol smiled a little at Stephen. "Would you rather try and lead me?" she asked, slipping her hand back into his so that they were holding hands again since they were close. She spun on her skates to look at him. She had never done paired ice skating, with actual lifting and twirling before, but she had skated around with Jamie that one time, if that counted.
She continued to hold stephen's hand. It was a comfort to her. Though she was here trying to mend her heart, it seemed as if Jamie and James just kept pushing themselves into her mind. She thought about James, and how he had helped her forget about Jamie. Now that she was alone again, the pain from both leaving her surged back at an alarming rate.
Sol didn't like it at all, but here she was with Stephen. He could help her. He helped Kolian alot didn't he? He was like... Kolian's therapist. So he could help her get over all those who hurt her. She knew he could... and if not, then it would be nice to have a new friend, at least.

(( ono Matthew's just not the SAME in a relationship. It's as if he's not meant to be in one =3= darn you matthew.
I dunno what I wanna put for him...
he's so...
*knocks him out* o3o
see, I base him off my friend Matthew, WHO is not intrested in dating at all whatsoever.
XD; so... yeah. This makes it harder to make Matty all smilie :| ))

Aislinn grinned at his slip up in French. "Ahh vous aussi, parlez-vous français?" she asked in a perfect French accent. Although her family was considered fairly poor, their maid had spoken fluent French and taught it to each of the Carver daughters, insisting that every girl should learn French as a necessity.
Bear was clearly enjoying the attention, and nuzzled up to Sable, licking his hand.
Aislinn nodded. "I've always wanted to go there, and when Wren mentioned you resided there....." Aislinn shrugged. "Well, everything there is my dream. Beautiful architecture, amazing landscape and water canals running through the cities."

((Well we could take Grace and Matthew out of the relationship. I wouldn't mind, and I think Grace just loves him for him. XD

Gtg. I'll be back later tonight ;3))

(( XD; I just dunno WHAT to do with matthew.. ))

((Fern could come in and kick his ass. x3))

"En effet." Sable chirped. "I am also part French, part American." The moment he stopped speaking French, he reverted back to his own unique accent that he and his siblings acquired over migrating and traveling over the years. "You aren't French, I can tell, but you speak as though you were born and lived in Paris. Nice." He stood up and leaned against Wren, using her as a wall to lean on. "Perhaps you can go and travel there someday. You look around...seventeen perhaps? You should be old enough to travel by yourself...according to human laws or whatever." he shrugged and smiled sheepishly. "I lost track of everything going on so you can call me pretty old fashioned and outdated."

Stephen smiled. "Lead? Eh, that's something I could do. Like a waltz or...." he didn't really know what Sol was talking about. He shrugged, but didn't really care. He beamed at Sol, clapping his hands. "Ah whatever, we can figure it out on the way!" he said, and held her hand, putting his other hand on her waist. He smiled. "Ready?"
He didn't wait for a response, and pushed off the ice, taking the lead and whirling around the ice floor. Stephen lead Sol in-between couples. They were obviously the most graceful couple on the ice. He led Sol in a dance with movements as fluid as water. As clumsy as Stephen usually was, he was an amazing dancer, leading with a gentle authority.

Lionel's voice could be heard distantly in the woods, calling Kolian's name but his voice was suddenly cut off when he was silenced by the newborns abruptly. It was as though the darkness had consumed him and taken him away into an unknown world. If anyone had passing by the area, they would have heard the name 'Kolian' being called over and over again before there was nothing but silence except the chirping of the birds flying by.

"The hell is Lionel?" Rune muttered, peeping in through the window. Lionel wasn't there. He hopped in and went downstairs and into the kitchen. What he saw there made him gasp. The kitchen was in a mess. Someone had been fighting here. He flinched when he heard Kolian scream Lionel's name and he guessed that something must have happened to him. He leaped out the broken window and dashed into the woods, following Kolian's screams. When he reached her, Lionel wasn't there. She was alone.

"Kolian!" he barked sharply in attempt to calm her down."What's going on? What happened to Lionel?"

Aislinn nodded, reverting back to her usual lilting British accent. "I'm British, though my house maid when I was young was of French descendent." Aislinn tilted her head, amused when Sable used his sister as a wall to lean on. Interesting. "Yeah, I reckon I'm old enough, though that wouldn't really stop me. One day though. I'm still calling this place home for now though." Aislinn nodded towards the coven house. She shook her head. "Nothin wrong with staying old fashioned. Defy conformity." Aislinn smirked.

All Sable did in response to her answers was to shrug. "Then you probably don't need to look for any anymore." he said lightly and shot a smirk at Wren when she barked sharply "I know you got the muscles, Lasseur, so don't lean on me." she grumbled. "It's getting hot, let's take the conversation in the house." She pushed her brother away, who was at least a head taller than her and it was like pushing a rock. "Va bene." Sable shrugged, amused as Wren stalked off towards the house. He made a sweeping gesture towards Aislinn. "Ladies first."

Aislinn tilted her head, looking after Wren. "She's quite the character." Aislinn commented lightly, before nodding her thanks to Sable "Merci," and walking after Wren, though in a throughly relaxed manner. Bear quickly trotted after Aislinn, barking at her cheerfully, hopping up and down. Aislinn laughed, clapping her hands at Bear. The dog leapt up and placed his fore paws on Aislinn's chest, licking her face. The girl kept laughing, her clear blue eyes shining brightly. It was not odd that most people's first impression of Aislinn was that she was born from the sea. She knew a great deal about the animals in it, she practically lived in it, moving gracefully in the water as if she was a part of it. When she walked, her movements were fluid, and graceful. Even her eyes had the color of the water - - clear blue and impossibly by far her best feature, though she didn't know which side of the family her eyes came from.
Aislinn giggled again, tapping Bear's nose. "D'accord. Suivez moi." she said, her eyes filled with love for her companion. Bear licked her face once more before going back down on all fours and following Aislinn again. She walked into the Aurora coven, holding the door open for Sable.

"Indeed." Sable said fondly, watching her retreating back and walking on after her. He had a very elegant way of walking, probably it was because he was born and raised in a rich French family. Happy laughter suddenly erupted behind him and he glanced over his shoulder to see Aislinn laughing delightfully while Bear licked her face. Sable tilted his head to one side as he surveyed the happy scene. Suddenly he missed his first and only man's best friend; a golden retriever whom he had called Clair, in memory of his dead second favorite sister. Since Clair's death, never did he think of getting another dog. His blue eyes dulled a little and he sighed nostalgically and quietly. When Aislinn held the door open for him, he smiled and nodded his thanks before stepping into the house. Wren was waiting for them, leaning against the wall, her long brown hair pulled back into a loose ponytail that would have looked ridiculous on any other face. "Took you guys long enough" she grumbled. Sable grinned. "Did you miss us, little Wren?" He went over to her and plucked Altair from her arms. "Such an ass as always, Altair." he laughed as the cat clawed at him.

Kolian was shaking and sobbing terribly when Rune came up. She was still looking around. Her senses were shot since she hadn't recovered fully, and so she couldn't smell Lionel's scent. When Rune appeared, her eyes darted over to the small boy. "Newborns!" was all she could exclaim. She shook some more at the awful thought of what they might do to Lionel. "find him! rune please! His scent is somewhere around here and you can pick it up, can't you?" she begged. She knew she didn't have to beg. 
Rune was Lionel's friend and little brother figure. If anyone, Rune would help find Lionel. Since Rune hadn't been injured like her, Kolian could assume he had sharper senses. She looked at Rune expectantly for a while. She expected him to pick up Lionel's scent. 
Kolian was already terrified for her Lion. What would the newborns do to him? She shuddered away from the thoughts. She only prayed that he would be okay when they found him. 

Sol blushed lightly as she was led along. She smiled a little up at Stephen. He really was a ladies' man. She 'danced' with him for some time, but she couldn't help thinking about James, and how it would've felt to dance with him. They spun in the middle of the rink, slowing down.
Sol's eyes turned to look up at him and she slowly leaned her head against his chest. She imagined the faint heartbeat she would've heard. Her eyes closed as she listened to the soft, imaginary hammer of his heart. A few people looking on kind of smiled or talked between eachother about the cute couple in the middle of the rink.
It seemed everyone saw them as that, as a couple, except for Sol herself. She couldn't pull herself away from James enough to realize what an amazing person Stephen was. He was kind to her, handsome, and more importantly, he was immortal.
Even if she was the only one NOT able to see it, she was the one in his arms at that moment, leaning her head on his chest and pretending she heard his heartbeat, pretending he was nice and warm and cuddly like James, pretending he smelled like apples and had black hair with bright green eyes, and a trademark scar on the side of his face.
If she had just stopped thinking, stopped pretending for a few moments she probably would've been able to realize his gentle touch, the pleasant way he held her, his stunning blue eyes and fluffy blonde hair, his dashing smile and his urge to help her, to make her smile.

Sunny wrote:

((Fern could come in and kick his ass. x3))

(( Do. It.
XD

You know what I just thought?
Maybe I should make Matthew GAY 8DDD XD ))