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 Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 8:26 pm
“'Tis now the very witching time of
night, When churchyards yawn and” Salem lets out another small sigh, still looking at the sky and not paying much attention to what or who was in front of her. She suddenly lets out a surprised yelp as she runs into someone, nearly knocking them over. She instinctively reaches out and grabs them to keep them from falling, finally looking in front of herself. "I'm sorry miss, I wasn't looking where I was going.", she apologizes to the green haired girl (Camille) sheepishly, her British accent still noticeable even after the many years spent in the U.S. and Canada. “hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world.”
-William Shakespeare
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 9:31 pm
"Uff." Camille, if it hadn't been for the strong arm that caught her, would surely have fallen on her behind. She looked at the blonde haired girl with a little suprise, being taken aback by one, her having being bumped into so suddenly, and two, how remarkable pretty the female was before her. She gave a small tilt of her head and gave a smile, a bit more understanding. Her golden eyes were like liquid honey, as if showing compassion and welcoming to the girl before her -- even if she was a complete stranger. "Thank you," she murmured lightly. "But nothing to apologize for. I was too busy looking at the things they're selling that I wasn't looking where I was going." She gave another nod as finality. "I think I've seen you around town, though. You live here, right?" She had hesitation in asking, being with that girl's accent, but was sure she had seen her before.
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 9:51 pm
“'Tis now the very witching time of
night, When churchyards yawn and” "I moved here about two weeks ago.", Salem responds, a small crooked grin appearing on her face. She blinks in surprise when she notices the girls golden eyes, "Got some pretty eyes there, girly.", only calling her 'girly' for lack of anything else to call her. “hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world.”
-William Shakespeare
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 10:02 pm
Camille gave a smile at both the girl's comment and her reply. "Thanks," she murmured meekly before looking around the two. "So you just moved here...I was wondering where such an accent came from...surely not anywhere here..." Camille picked up on the girl's accent -- it was interesting enough. She took a step back, holding the strap of her shoulder bag before clearing her throat. "If you'd like, I would like to treat you out to brunch," she offered. She was naturally a friendly and generous person, some people think of that naive when shown to a stranger, but in regards to Camille, it was only being polite. Though little friends Camille had, Camille was very convesational and open. She liked making new friends.
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 10:13 pm
“'Tis now the very witching time of
night, When churchyards yawn and” "My, my, how forward of you. Asking me on a date before asking my name.", the blond witch says, blue eyes gleaming with amused mischief. "Salem Ravensdale originally from Fiddlesworth, England.", she introduces herself, extending a hand to shake, "And I would love to be treated to brunch." “hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world.”
-William Shakespeare
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 10:50 pm
She had at first thought this girl a little shy but Camille was surely mistaken. She blushed a tthe mention of being so forward, shirnking a little. She gave her hand lightly to Salem as she introduced herself, "Camille...And it would be my pleasure." She shook Salem's hand, her fingertips tingling as they shook, electrifying until Camille let go. She stared at her fingers before glancing at Salem with a suprised look before dismissing it and motioned for them to cross the road and down the street to a dainty parlor that sold from sandwiches to pasta to bread to pastries. Camille was a regular there, being that cooking for one was a hassle, and as they entered, the waitress who worked there gave a greeting. Camille picked the table next to the window, able to see the street from where she sat, and took the menu happily as she scanned to see what she was craving to eat.
"No. Where. To. Be. Found." Ren sat on the couch with a sigh, looking up at the ceiling. where the hell was that girl? They hadn't seen each other in days and there he was, waiting for her when she told him they would see each other today. She probably forgot, it was likely that she did, and probably was across town by then. He let his head rool to the side with a sigh before he jumped off the couch, spotting bright colors near the window. Ahh...She must've went there in the morning and probably went out because she was bored. Simple. He left her place, locking the door with the key she gave him, and headed down the street. She could be anywhere by now and he awfully didn't want to be a dog and sniff around for her all day so he decided in wandering around. He roamed the streets for some time before retiring on a bench, bored out of his mind.
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 10:58 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 11:11 pm
Katherine sighed, bored with her game. Things could only be repeated so many times before they got repetitious, afterall. She didn't usually leave the attic at all, especially during the day, but perhaps today she would deviate from her schedule. First, Katherine closely examined the sunlight. It was a bright day, bright enough that she could probably go unnoticed so long as she stuck to unpopulated areas. So it was decided. Able to move through physical objects at will, she gently floated out of the attic and down onto the quiet street. There was very people there, and the sunlight made her nearly invisible, and yet Katherine crossed her arms across her chest selfconcioudly in an attempt to disguise the violent stab marks that remained from her death long ago. Half drifting, half walking a few inches above the ground, she moved past a seemingly young man [Ren] lounging on a park bench. Katherine regarded him for a few moments, then made to continue on.
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 11:27 pm
[ Since Camille has some magical blood in her, though in a small quantity, she can only have senses or feels of something that a normal faerie could usually spot. So, Camille sort of reacted to Salem's magical blood, being that she is a witch, hense the tingly sensation. But Camille could only get a feel of it, she can't exactly tell what it is. The same with her affinity for nature. She could feel it and sense it but can't comprehend it or 'hear' it like a full-blooded faerie. ]
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 11:37 pm
((Makes sense)) “'Tis now the very witching time of
night, When churchyards yawn and” Salem frowns slightly at Camille's surprised look, but her crooked grin returns quickly as she follows her to the parlor. She looks through the menu, glancing up at the younger girl every now and then. "Anything you would like to recommend?" “hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world.”
-William Shakespeare
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 11:59 pm
Camille studied it for a bit before looking up at Salem, smiling when the female was so comfortable in asking her opinion. She glanced down at the menu some more before figuring out what she wanted. "Well, I'm sort of a sweet tooth so I usually go for the desserts they have. They have yummy crescent sandwiches though. If you want something more filling, they have any sort of pasta," she noted, giving a reaffirming look to Salem.
Salem looked young still, with light blonde hair that looked soft to the touch. Her eyes were lovely as well, them being a blue ( she hadn't noticed the one with the contact ) that seemed to shine in the light. Her complexion was clear as well and if Camille didn't know it, she would say Salem's body structure was very feminine. All around pretty, Camille felt sort of self conscious. She was stuck with oddly colored hair, a submissive trait from a long line of faeries, and light eyes that appeared a goldish color. She felt decided to go with something light despite her hunger. "A parfait, perhaps? And some orange juice please," she told the waitress who jotted it down and looked to Salem for her order. Camille looked out the window, a light blush on her cheeks as she watched the empty street.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2012 12:11 am
“'Tis now the very witching time of
night, When churchyards yawn and” Salem hums softly for a brief moment before telling the waitress, "Guess I'll go with the crescent sandwich things and some water, please." She looks back at Camille after the waitress leaves, an eyebrow twitching upwards slightly as she notices the young girls slight blush. "Something wrong?" “hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world.”
-William Shakespeare
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2012 10:21 am
Arriving at the studio Axel was ready for a scolding, but to his surprise Jimmy had a complete opposite reaction.
"Where have you been!? I was calling all morning and you were nowhere to be seen. Someone said you went into the forest last night I thought something had happened" He yelled in a concerned manner
Jimmy was strict and uptight at times but he cared about Axel especially knowing his hardships but not his secret. "Sorry I was just looking for wood. It won't happen again" Axel said walking into the back. He looked almost as if in a daze haunted by vague memories of the night before. He wanted to know what he did as the wolf but at the same time his only consolation was that he didn't know
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2012 1:58 pm
[ You know, I knew this would happen. There are a lot of girls now so I'm debating if I should create another guy...I wouldn't mind, I like taking on a lot of characters... But, well, some rp owners think that me making a lot of characters is confusing or a hassle.
Oh, and I'll post later.]
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2012 2:08 pm
((I was thinking that and if you can handle it go ahead. I was planning on making a 2nd myself. I thought there would be more dangerous things too but the werewolf is the only real wild card -_-))
Axel went on break and decided to go for a short walk through the park. With a coke in hand he took in the gentleness in the air and for a brief moment he could forget what he was. "I hope I didn't hurt anybody last night" He thought to himself "That girl, if she goes to the forest then I need to find a new place to change." He let out a sigh and sat on a bench.
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