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Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 8:49 pm
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 8:49 pm
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 8:54 pm
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DylanLeeKeith
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Show ourselves to the world tonight, cause we're no longer in disguise.
Ravin moved over to him, her arms were coiled around his waist and she was whispering, telling him he didn't do anything and that it was only memories bothering her.
"Memories that never fade," He mumbled softly, under his breath. He felt a bubbling inside of him, something he really never felt as a human but now... It was strong. His throat ached and burned, his body- It was already slipping out of her arms and jumping out the window.
He landed on the ground with a loud, echoing thud. He growled and his hands gripped at the grass. His mind was screaming, reminding him of Hunters words about self control. Obviously, when he was pissed or upset in any way, it triggered his bloodlust.
Dylans fingers grasped at the grass, yanking massive amounts from the ground as his vampiric senses struggled against him. He flew fowards, green covering his hands as his feet took off, his nose caught a human scent. Whos? It didn't matter.
He threw himself into a huge tree somewhere near to the house, with a scream, blood curtling.(?)
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 8:58 pm
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 9:14 pm
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Show ourselves to the world tonight, cause we're no longer in disguise.
Dylans body shook with want. Desire. Need.
He needed blood. No! NO! He did not need anything. He had eaten only hours ago. And what he needed... One of the only things he needed was to learn to control himself.
He focused, hard, on the two things that mattered most in his life. The blackhaired girl, who was laying asleep upstairs and the drawing of the white haired girl she had drawn. His breathing, snarled... It was hitched and he was near tears.
But if he cried, and they happened to be tears of blood- It would not solve anything. Not a thing.
He broke the tree, the entire tree, in half. His energy focused on that, and only that. His mind, on his love. His soon to be, two best girls. Dylan snarled, growled- Louder. His fangs barred.
||oh poop monkies. i knew that!||
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 9:46 pm
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 10:16 pm
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[[hahhah, you know I actually forgot to spell 'beginner' one time? xD]]
Ravin Black
She breathed deeply, in and out. Emily Rose danced through her dreams. This time she showed her face. Ravin bent down in front of her little girl.
Emily reached up and touched her cheek with a soft hand. Ravin's eyes widened. The insight of the girl's emotions and thoughts ran through her head. A picture of Dylan appeared with a lingering cloud of concern.
"He'll be fine, sweetheart," Ravin cooed, the truth shining in her eyes.
Emily broke out into a happy smile. "I can't wait to see you." Ravin nearly sighed. Emily's voice was a song, so melodious and angelic. She wrapped her arms around the little girl. "There's so much to know, so much to tell. I want to see the world as you do."
"Not everything's perfect, Emily," she breathed, stroking the girl's white hair.
She kissed the girl's forehead gently. The scene disappeared into a peaceful darkness.
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 10:24 pm
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Show ourselves to the world tonight, cause we're no longer in disguise.
Dylans feet began to move again, trying to escape to somewhere with lots and lots of red blood. Tasty, sweet, and scrumptious lush.
He growled as he was forced foward, but he slammed himself into another tree, breaking straight through it. He was cut up and in pain, nearly bleeding himself. But it didn't stop the bloodlust. What could? Who could?
Dylan screamed, trying to stop himself. But it was no go. He slammed into more things, attempting to stop himself. It was an enternal fight, and it was showing externally as well. The cuts on his body showed what his emotions and feelings were doing to his mind.
Blood, control, blood, control. He couldn't shut either side up. And his body continued to move towards the smell- But not without a fight from the small side of him that knew better.
Dylan dug his nails, and fingertips into a large rock, holding himself there through snarls and pain. "Stop it! Just stop!'
He would look so mental right now, if not for the thick woods surronding him,
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 10:42 pm
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 7:37 am
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 10:29 am
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 11:51 am
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Hunter Ryan Black
Dylan took off and Hunter growled in frustration. Then Veronica was in the window and he turned to look up at her, his face and tone deadly serious. "Stay Here, do NOT follow me. Stay with Ravin, she's going to need you." He bolted after Dylan and found him clawing and clinging to a rock. He snarled and rammed into him, in his life time he had learned that the best way to deal with someones bloodlust is to redirect the crazed energy. Via pissing him off. "Still can't stay in control can you, you little brat." he was angry as well, sure, he didn't have to stop his rendevous with Veronica. But he was technically obligated to, and he didn't want to upset Ravin. So instead he growled and hit Dylan across the face, better him be pissed at him and try to take him down than going on the second killing spree in two days.
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