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Post by bella.swan} on Jan 13, 2007 18:21:27 GMT -5
Wandering was something that she did quite a lot, it was a nasty habit she had. When you took into consideration her clumsiness, one could easily say that Isabella Swan should not be left to wander, it was a death send. A simply trip over a log could leave her unconsious in the middle of no where and she would never be found, just pronounced missing, no one ever finding her dead body. Bella didn't wander on purpose, it was just something that ended up happening when she was bored, to keep her thoughts preoccupied. Her wandering footsteps had led her all the way from the market where he truck was parked, shopping wasn't on her mind today. Bella wore a navy blue v-neck sweater with a light undershirt beneath it, a pair of jeans and her faithful old tennis shoes completed the outfit. It was comfortable and that was what she went for most of the time, unless of course she was going to something formal, then she would wear whatever, as long as there were no high heels involved. High heels would kill her, literally. A chilly breeze came off of the lake, but it didn't bother her too much, her sweater kept her warm enough this time. She walked aimlessly closer to the shore where she stopped, peering at her reflection on the lake's surface, oh how pale she was, here, that was a normality, for the most part, here, but it would be so nice to get a few rays of sun once in a while.
She wrapped her arms around her body, suddenly chilled, she felt as though she were being watched. It wasn't a shiver out of fear, just the simple fact that someone was there and she hadn't known. Shrugging the thought out of her mind, Bella's attention was drived back to the lake. The femme looked to the opposite shore, the darkness in the sky beginning to create shadows as the sun began to eb closer to the horizon. I better start heading back. She thought to herself, turning and attempting to step out of the mud, but she found herself face first in the grass, her jeans now covered in the dirty substance. At least she didn't get a mouthful of mud. Me and my clumsiness, I should have expected that. She thought to herself, a look of scorn crossing her facade.
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Post by Tony♦Malus on Jan 14, 2007 13:01:27 GMT -5
Tony walked long the treeline, almost dragging his feet. He stopped dead in his tracks when a slim figure crossed his path without seeing him. It was a female, she smelled of human origin to him. He ducked over and hid behind a tree with a thick base. He peered around it and watched her. What is a young creature like that doing out alone. . . So close to dark, yet so far from home. He licked his lips briefly but decided against attacking the young girl. He had just fed, after all. He won't get into that. . . If he thinks about blood, he will attack. He doesn't want that to happen, he wants to play. . . .
Tony looked down at himself, if he was going to make an appearance to this young creature, he wanted to make sure he didn't look too frightening. He wore black leather pants, black boots, black long-sleeve shirt, with a long black duster over it all. He tossed my gaze skyward in a roll of his dark eyes. Him and his layers of clothing. . .
Tony peered back around after deciding he was fit to be seen. He saw the girl turn and fall face first into the mud. Deep down, yes, he found it funny but he wouldn't act on it. He kept his face blank. He walked out from behind the tree and to her. He looked down at her and let a smirk reach his lips. He bent down and offered his hand to help her up. e chuckled a bit.
Need a hand?
He placed his words smoothly, as if comforting. Hmm, as if. . . [/size][/color] |
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Post by bella.swan} on Jan 15, 2007 1:18:10 GMT -5
The mud on her jeans was starting to sink through to her skin, making her colder than ever. It was one thing to be cold all the time, but when a cool liquid was pressed against your skin when you were already chilled, that was pretty darn bad. A groan was given into the grass and she was getting ready to push herself up when a voice and a hand appeared out of no where. A man was now offering her a hand, now where did he come from? Bella shook the thought out of her mind and took the hand that was offered to her, and used it to asist her in pulling her legs from the mud. Once upright, she groaned, her jeans were now sticking to her legs, a mighty uncomfortable thing. Turning to her savior, she looked at him with much gratitude, "Thank you very much." She said, but then her cheeks flushed bright pink, so he had seen her fall, and make a total fool of herself. Why did it always have to be like that? Now he would think that she was some clumsy fool that couldn't take care of herself. Unfortunately, that was all entirely true. Isabella let out a sigh and then she began wondering why someone else would be out here, perhaps the same reason she was, just wandering about aimlessly. But boy, was that good timing or what? She probably would've ended up getting stuck into the mud to a point where she couldn't pull herself out, then she would be stuck at the lake's edge until someone finally came and yanked her out of the smily mud.
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Post by Tony♦Malus on Jan 15, 2007 19:59:32 GMT -5
Tony stiffened his bicep as she used his hand for assistance. He pulled gently. His smirk faded a bit as he felt the hair raise on the back of his neck. He now regretted touching the girl. For from where her hand touched his, all through his body, was a rush of adrinaline. But he kept his cool. . .
Tony let go of her hand gently and let them slip apart. He stared into her eyes as she turned around and thanked him. He grinned a little, enough to show his teeth. His fangs were retractable so she couldn't see them. He looked her up and down, taking her in a bit. She was surely cold. He locked eyes with her again, sly grin on his face.
I don't mean to preach, but you shouldn't be out here. Lot of fucked up people.
Tony added the last part with a small chuckle. Like me. . . He thought, a whisper in his head. He rocked back onto the heels of his boots then set down again. He smirked at her. . . [/size][/color] |
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Post by bella.swan} on Jan 19, 2007 0:16:59 GMT -5
A soft smile crossed her facade when the man began speaking, how it reminded her of Charlie, her father, minus the swearing of course. Chief Swan wouldn't do that, at least Bella hadn't heard him cuss before. "I know, I didn't really mean to wander this far..." She trailed off for a moment, trying to think up some other excuse in case he knew her father and would be a tattle tale and go rat her out. He didn't seem like that type of guy, but one couldn't be too cautious. "I was at the market and I was getting a little claustrophobic so I decided to get some fresh air." She said, quite pleased with the half-lie that she just told. Yes, she was quite claustrophobic, but she hadn't even intended to wander around the market, she just parked there for lack of a better place. A cold breeze came off of the lake and the pale female wrapped her arms around her frame, trying to hold in what warmth there was left. Her chocolate brown orbs returned to study the facial features of this man and then a terrifying thought struck her, had he been following her? Most probably would have come to this conclusion as soon as they met some guy when they were all alone, but Bella was one to be a little more optimistic, so she didn't let the thought cross her mind... until now. "I guess you're right, I better get back to my truck before dark." She said, pushing past his frame to make her way speedily back to the truck. The female then slowed her pace, she wouldn't want to let him know her fear, or else he might do something to her. That was what Charlie had told her when she was little, the strange people would normally just poke a little fun until they realized that their victim had caught on. Then it would be over.
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Post by Tony♦Malus on Jan 19, 2007 0:43:05 GMT -5
Tony watched her with intrest. She was so neieve(?). He listned as her voice trailed off. He shook his head simply as she seemed to want to buy time for a more, accurate excuse. He nodded at her second come back. He thought for a second. His eyes locked with hers as she studied his features. He smirked a little but stared into her eyes as if hell-bent to see into her soul. When her fear hit her, he thought he could tell by the way her eyes changed, but he wasn't sure.
Hey, I can't stay around too many people too long either. I get a bit tence.
He said softly, trying to calm her down. What he said was true, he did get tence. . . Very much so. He couldn't think about that right now. He didn't want to hurt this girl, but he would, if she but gave him one reason. He listned to her next series of letters. He merely stepped out of her way when she pushed past him in such a hurry. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He knew it was awhile away from a parking lot. Soon, he felt his heart beating again and warmth fill his body. He could only do this for a minute or two, then it would stop. He wanted his duster, warm. He then spun around and watched her slow. He smiled and walked up to her then matched her pace.
It's a long walk back to the parking lot, you'll freeze to death. Here.
As soon as the word 'here', exited his mouth he draped his duster over her that was now warm, like a humans would be. His heart then stopped beating, and his body returned cold. He still had a black long-sleeved shirt on though. He was very used to his body being cold, yet warm to the touch. He then let his dark eyes drift around the woods. He saw something move in the trees. He glanced back over to her.
I'll just walk you to your truck, then you'll see the last of me, okay?
Tony kept his tones very soothing, almost like a whisper that would calm a child. . . [/size][/color] |
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