| Subject: ~Midnight - not a sound from the pavement~ |
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Meria
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Date Posted: 15:13:23 11/09/04 Tue
In reply to:
Astrid
's message, "~Drown me in the twilight~" on 14:24:17 11/09/04 Tue
*She wasn’t out at night very often. Not that she didn’t like it, don’t get me wrong. she loved it, night was when she lived. It was just as much part of her, as the sky, and the earth were. She couldn’t help it, it was something imbedded in her, deep within her planted by her blood. Normally though, one couldn’t find her out and about part sundown… she just wasn’t aloud, and it wasn’t smart idea to cause problems just yet. Not when escape was so close. But she had took the chances tonight, and she just hoped it would be worth it. The aura hit her first, causing a shiver to run down her form, ruffling her feathers. Shifting her weight, large wings kept folded tightly at her side, she cocked her head sideways, watching the vampire. Her own aura was locked away tight, unreachable to the girl, leaving her unnoticed. Not that it mattered, to the vampire she would look like nothing more then a Golden Eagle. Giving a powerful flap of her wings she lifted herself off the tree gliding down to the land below, though by then the eagle was gone, and in its place stood a small form. She looked no older then 13, and stood no taller then five foot nothing. She wore as usual her all black, black sweats black tanktop and this time though no sweatshirt, leaving her arms bare. The black contrasted with her fair features, everything from her hair to her skin. Her skin was deathly pale, though she still had some hints of color due to the fact she wasn’t ‘dead’, not like the one standing in front of her. oh no, she was still living, but that was off topic. Her hair was also fair, perfect golden color, falling to about her mid-back, and this was one of her odd features, obvious golden feathers mix themselves into it, descending down her neck, yeah first sign that maybe she wasn’t exactly er ‘normal’ the second being her eyes. Those being the telltale sign, that she wasn’t exactly as she appeared, gold. Not many people had gold eyes. Moving forward slowly, no sound came from her, her mind perfectly blocked from the leech in-front of her, easily going unnoticed until she was almost right on top of her and she gave herself away with speaking* “Do you find that terribly interesting Astrid?”
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