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Post by trueblood on Jun 14, 2007 12:05:21 GMT -5
In the bend of the river where the tide just rose and fell, only an inch or so at the very most, a lycan lay. His body curled up as he lay soaking wet on the pebbly edge of the river, his long feline tail curled around his paws. His eyes half closed as he lay there just drying, he planned to remain in this form until he had footsteps. Given what he is he should have time to change back before they could see him, he had the willow tree that covered where he was to thank for that.
The end of his tail moved slowly, as his mind was filled with happy thoughts from before he lost his pack to hunters. An event that still soured him whenever he thought of it so he focused only on the events before then.
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Post by brooke on Jun 14, 2007 12:14:40 GMT -5
Brooke was sitting in a tree, daydreaming, she'd learnt some things about herself and was practising her powers, making a small pool of the river freeze u[ then thaw out, she saw a lycan from the other side of te river and swung her legs gently from the branch
Brooke was wearing a pair of black jeans and had a loose fitting black shirt on, she had aneon pink belt and pair of neon pink converse with skulls on them on. She had pink and black fingerless gloves and her hair was braided down her back, she watched the lycan carefully.
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Post by trueblood on Jun 14, 2007 12:22:26 GMT -5
The lycan slowly shifted back his combat armour shifting with him, as soon as he was roughly human shaped he refused into the roots of the branches to pull on his clothes. He pulled on a crimson top, a black, black jeans and grey converses before sitting back down and looking across the river towards roughly where the magic scent had come form.
Glad for now to have the river between him and whatever was on the other side, better safe then sorry. His eyes flickered over the ground on the other side, hunting for a possible place the magic user could be.
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Post by brooke on Jun 14, 2007 12:25:35 GMT -5
Brooke shrugged at the feeling of being watched and made flames burst up from the ground and water, the flames died quickly and she felt tired and drained, massaging her templs, she carefully climbed down the tree and rubbed a hand over her shoulders where her stumps were. She felt a wave of sadness was over her as memories were beginning to come back to her, she had flashes of her wings being ripped off and being thrown down from the sky but now, thankfully, her wings were growing back, small feathers grew over the stumps as they grew slowly, Brooke wandered to the river and dipped ehr hands in, splashing water ove rher face.
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Post by trueblood on Jun 14, 2007 12:41:27 GMT -5
The now human lycan tilted his head to one side and watched her carefully as she neared the water he moved forward to wash his own face with the water. Keeping an eye on her and being closer to better observe what she looked like, he wasn't taking chances. He'd been hurt way too many chances now to just be all friendly right away, besides he wasn't in the mood either.
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Post by brooke on Jun 14, 2007 12:44:24 GMT -5
Brooke noticed him, he seemed to be copying her, she sent ice through the water freezing his hands into it so he oculdn't move. Slowly and carefully, she picked her way across the iced lake and looked at him, she thawed the river and made flames shoot up round them, it took alot fo strengthto keep them going but she managed it and folded her arms over her chest "who are you?" she asked, her shoulders throbbing gently.
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Post by trueblood on Jun 14, 2007 13:09:18 GMT -5
Vincent remained silent watching her for a few more moments, before leaning forward and speaking. "Vincent Trueblood, last remaining member of the Drenar werepanther clan." He fell silent again and looked up at her. "And who are you?" He moved so he was more comfortable and waited for a reply, he wanted to hear her say her name at least.
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Post by brooke on Jun 14, 2007 13:10:40 GMT -5
The flames died down and Brooke panted softly, heat running over her, throbbing sensations in her shoulders "Brooke" she mumbled reaching over her shoulder to massage her shoulders
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Post by trueblood on Jun 14, 2007 13:31:54 GMT -5
Vincent worked his hands slowly trying to get them out, before looking at her. "Drop the flames and ice I won't hurt you, you have my word." He remained sat where he was waiting his head tilted to one side, his neck exposed. "If I try anything hit my exposed neck hard, it'll wind me or worse." He fell silent again and closed his eyes to await her choice.
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Post by brooke on Jun 14, 2007 13:39:12 GMT -5
Brooke let everything go, relaxing back, the flames vanished and the ice melted slowly. the dull throbbing in her shoulders slowly died down and she sat on the floor staring at him,. stretching her legs out in front of her, the holes in her jeans showing her white skin. Brooke laid down and dipped her fingers into the river, the coldish water would bring back all her energyand she smiled happily "I'm part demon and a fallen angel apparently" he said, her red eyes studying him "i don't remember much"
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Post by trueblood on Jun 15, 2007 21:39:13 GMT -5
He nodded softly then smiled himself. "I'm glad to meet you Brooke, you feeling better now?" He looked to her before sitting down himself, his arms resting on his knees as he watched what her hands were doing. His head tilted in curiosity as he did, he caught himself after a moment and looked back to where she had first been.
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Post by brooke on Jun 15, 2007 21:45:14 GMT -5
Brooke rolled onto her tummy and looked at him, fingers still in the water, "Apparently from the flash backs i have been having i did something or other and was thrown from the sky, i landed here and thats all i know" she rasied an eyebrow" and yes a little better thankyou" she smiled and splashed some water over her to keep her cool then tested the ice and fire powers.
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Post by trueblood on Jun 15, 2007 22:09:23 GMT -5
He watched her practice, tempted to touch the flames and ice. They are so pretty and the way its done is memorising slightly. He leaned towards her and then leaned to far, toppling over. He blinked wondering how come he was now on his side with his head in her lap, he blushed deeply before pulling himself back up to sitting. "I'm sorry that shouldn't have happened."
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Post by brooke on Jun 16, 2007 7:10:58 GMT -5
Brooke stared, eyes wide at him and when he satup she pulled her knees to her chest so it didn't happen again. she made the flames turn to blue then green the purple then she froze them and made it snow a little, she giggled at her work and then made it vanish, dipping her fingers back into the water again, she smiled gently and studied him "hypnotising isn't it?" she asked him
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Post by trueblood on Jun 17, 2007 21:14:12 GMT -5
He nodded softly, his eyes locked on hers now the colour show was gone. "In this case curiosity didn't kill the cat." He looked down before continuing. "Instead it just made a very embarrassed cat instead." He turned his eyes back up to hers and smiled. "My apologies for that, I misjudged it then." He moved slightly further away from her to avoid falling onto her should his instinctive curiosity better him again.
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