|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 11:07 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 11:09 pm
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
Mikael was soon roused from his siesta as a loud boom resonated throughout the night sky. With a scowl slowly taking form on his face, he released a small growl beneath his breath. Slowly, his stubborn orbs opened, gazing openly at the rooftop, which lay beneath his prone form. He was on his side, which a lifeless cancer stick hanging from the side of his mouth. Ah... dammit, I probably only have two left now. He groaned as he put his hands against the surface of the rooftop, pushing himself into a sitting position. He lightly grasped the heavily burnt cigarette and tossed it to the side. He scuttled a rough hand through his burgundy locks, before sliding his legs out in front. He released a loud and obnoxious yawn as his misty eyes took a skyward glance, spotting an explosion of multi-colored sparkles as they expanded from a central point, before descending toward the ground.
(But they never actually reached the ground, they dispersed before long.) "What the hell," he inquired with much frustration. "Can't believe I almost slept through the Fourth..." He released a subtle chuckle as his amber eyes searched the normally desolate rooftop. To his surprise, he found several other people. Two appeared to be snoozing, and the others were busying themselves with things of lesser interest. Hmm... guess it can't be avoided... Off to his right, his ears twitched at the annoying complaints of a girl, as she struggled with her hair. It might have been the sensitivity of his ears, or the way her soft voice seemed to grate against his auricles; all he knew was that her yelling pissed him off. He faced her immediately, his scowl remaining as he released a small growl. "Hey, bint!" Mikael exclaimed, as though willing to approach her himself. (And he would, if provoked.) "Shut the hell up over there!"
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/posts/say/say_b3_p.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 11:14 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 11:14 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 11:18 pm
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/posts/say/say_b1_p.gif) |
Glancing over her shoulder, Sam quirked a brow at the ones sleeping. "Honestly... you think they'd waste their lives sleeping in the comfort of a room instead of a place so vulnerable..." She shook her head and began setting up a little place of her own. A soft blanket, pale blue like her eyes, to kneel on was laid out. "Honestly... You'd think Teenagers would have more br- ...Oh, just stop yourself there Sam.." Her soft sigh carried in the breeze while she unloaded a sandwhich, ham and cheese!, and a can of soda. Yes, Samantha was making herself quite comfortable on the rooftop to watch the fireworks... Well, actually just to get out of the stuffy insides of the building.
The sudden yelling of a male caused her brow to twitch slightly, closing her bag immediately and yelling back. "Say that to my face, ***hole!! I'll talk if I damn well please!" Never once looking up at the source of the voice, she just began sorting things out... Books, papers, pencils... Once she was all settled, she looked up to admire the bursts of light in the air... The frown on her face sure wasn't giving off that 'admiring' vibe, though. "Mind your own buisness and people will stay out of it."
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 11:20 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 11:23 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 11:24 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 11:28 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 11:32 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 11:35 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 11:38 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 11:43 pm
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/posts/say/say_b1_p.gif) |
Mikael released a huff of air as the girl made her caustic remark, sending him into a momentary period of silence. Of course, he didn't remain quiet for long. "Oh, is that a challenge," he queried, steadily rising to his feet as his scruffy sneakers carried him toward her location. "I wouldn't mind saying that to your face, b**ch!" The winds beat against his obstinate burgundy locks as he walked, balling his hands into angry fists. Damn bint... doesn't know who she's talking to... He paused, hearing another call to his left, where a youth lay against the rooftop's surface. This boy had the nerve to actually tell him to shut up. Flames burned within his amber gaze as he directed his attention toward the boy, as he scowls, bearing his own fangs. "Who told you to butt in, ba****d," he questioned, with more vehemence than before. A few shallow flames began to lick the tips of his fingers as he glared daggers at the youth. "Oh, just say something else, and I'll torch your arse!" He wasn't even involved... I could have dealt with her easily. Suppose I'll have to kick his a** first... The air around him seemed to show signs of a drastic temperature change as more flames engulfed his hands. The grimace on his face didn't improve as he stood there, glaring openly at the youth.
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 11:43 pm
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
He was quite confused by now. "Are... you alright?" he asked, knowing fully well she wasn't. But what was he supposed to say? He shivered when she called him daddy, and he bit his lower lip, face covered in sorrow. Then he shook his head, and all that sadness faded away, except for the part of his eyes which would never disappear. "Woman, I am not your father..."
At the sounds of the hot-tempered man, he stood up, and lifted his hands, two large guns, each seemingly made of two guns molded together, facing two ways. He turned to Mikael, and the wind blew his hair back, revealing his bright blue eyes, a long red scar going down his left eye. Except his eyes weren't bright blue. They seemed to be a deep rest, and there was nothing but annoyance and anger in his face. "What do you want?"
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/posts/say/say_b3_p.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 11:48 pm
|
|
|
|
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
|
|
|
|
|