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Post by Cooper Ruckia on Sept 6, 2009 15:56:22 GMT 10
Cooper laid on the grass thinking, eveyrone seemed to be growing getting older in couples. his finger traced that ring around his finger. Harley, they were married and yet they spent so little time together. he wanted her and yet had no ecuse to keep her close, she was always off doing as she please which he dind't mind she had right to do whatever she wanted Cooper belive she should have free will, but what if Cooper wanted her like now? what then he laid here in hope she found him? that wasn't going to happen and he douted moping to her about it was going to bring any juctic only some sort of argument which would be a first they never had argued before and Cooeper didn't plan on starting to raise his voice at her ever.
he reached up and ran a hand through his gental swift hair he knew it's colour as jet black, shiny silvery in the moon light above.
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Post by Izabelle Sarai Soldati on Sept 6, 2009 16:06:18 GMT 10
Her uncle was going to shoot her for sneaking out of the manor. She didn't care. She didn't want to see her family. She loved them and she would greet them tomorrw. When her uncle wasn't around. He had taken on a manner that was going to make her kill him. How could he be so infuriating? She was usually very nice and calm. It was only him that ever seemed to make her irrational. It didn't seem right.
Izabelle sighed as she walked into the park and hugged her baggy brown sweater to her. She just needed some time alone and then she would be fine. She was certain of it.
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Post by Cooper Ruckia on Sept 6, 2009 16:18:01 GMT 10
Cooper knew someone was coming, he stayed very silent someone had stepped in the small gap of his spread out legs and somehow missed stepping on him and kept walking, he smirked a fenime scent in the air drew him it was very cute smell somehow, he wasn't sure how a semll could be cute but this one was. instinct almost forced him to do this, he wanted attention he would get it. he lashed out with his hand and grabbed her ankle,"oi, isn't it a bit impolight to just walk ver someone." he commented.
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Post by Izabelle Sarai Soldati on Sept 6, 2009 16:28:43 GMT 10
Izabelle let out a startled squeak and just barely kept her balance. It was a near thing to be sure. How had it been she hadn't noticed a boy sitting on the grass that she was walking through? "I-I'm sorry," she apologized. "For the risk of being impolite again...I didn't see you."
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Post by Cooper Ruckia on Sept 6, 2009 16:32:58 GMT 10
"I-I'm sorry," , "For the risk of being impolite again...I didn't see you."
Cooper snorted and sat up slowly,"it's alright if you were lying on the grass in the dark i wouldn't of seen you either, through i suppose i might of heard you." he thought, his pale fingers searched through grass to find his cane, his fingers hit her shoe enstead.
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Post by Izabelle Sarai Soldati on Sept 6, 2009 16:53:00 GMT 10
"You must have really good hearing," Izabelle said. She felt his hand hit her shoe. She squinted down into the darkness and saw the moonlight hit off something. She grabbed it and pressed it into his hands. "This what you're looking for?" she asked.
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Post by Cooper Ruckia on Sept 6, 2009 16:58:43 GMT 10
You must have really good hearing," ,"This what you're looking for?"
Cooper felt the girl pass him a long wooden material like a stick bu very thick and could support good weight. he slid and got up onto both of his legs one of them was twisted at a odd anle at his knee, which wasn't noticable other then the limp of his walk or if he pulled his jeans up to reveil the look of it.
Cooper move closer to the girl,"you could say that." he answered smirking a little referring to good hearing comment, he wasn't going to answer the is this hat u were looking for one because it was a almost hitt o Coopers pride.
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Post by Izabelle Sarai Soldati on Sept 6, 2009 17:09:15 GMT 10
"Well then, I hope you put it to good use," Izabelle said a little nervously. This guy was odd. He made her nervous. Maybe he uncle wasn't so bad? No, he was still terrible, but wondering around alone at night was obviously not the answer.
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Post by Cooper Ruckia on Sept 6, 2009 17:17:29 GMT 10
"Well then, I hope you put it to good use,"
Cooper chuckled,"i am no good in this world." he answered his voice rather dark when he said this, his hand reached out and took grasp hold of her wrist and gave it the slightest tug towards him,"and if your a lady alking out in the dark like this i dout you are either." he teased lightly.q
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Post by Izabelle Sarai Soldati on Sept 6, 2009 17:22:51 GMT 10
Izabelle hadn't even seen his hand shoot out to grab her wrist. When he tugged her wrist, she stumbled forward a step trying not to show any fear. "Well, havne't you ever heard the old saying you can't judge a book by it's cover?" she asked. She gave a soft experimental tug to see if he would let her go.
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Post by Cooper Ruckia on Sept 6, 2009 17:24:50 GMT 10
"Well, havne't you ever heard the old saying you can't judge a book by it's cover?"
Cooper smirked as she tugged he ignored pathetic human, he thought bring up her wrist close to his cheek, he rubbed the arm to his skin on his face and lightly liked the center of her palm,"you have lovely skin." he smirked,
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Post by Izabelle Sarai Soldati on Sept 6, 2009 17:31:59 GMT 10
Hsi skin was cold. Colder than a person's should be. She could feel it as he rubbed her arm against his cheek with her sweater sleeve pushed down to her elbrow. Her uncle really was going to kill her. Oddly enough, she might let him. She just hoped that this vampire was teasing her.
"Th-thank you," she managed to get the words out. She didn't try to pull away again. She wasn't sure it would do much good.
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Post by Cooper Ruckia on Sept 6, 2009 17:43:01 GMT 10
"Th-thank you,"
Coopers lip twisted up into a cold smile, her voice had shacken he was imtimidating her, he could hear that heart beat pounding in her chest as if despritly trying to find a escape rout. it was making him smile wider, he stepped closer to her. his grip onto her arm went tighter to cut off curulation and any feeling in her hand. his other hand reached out he ment to grab her other hand it hit her waist enstead, the curse of being blinde. he couldn't show weakness and more his hand away now he took tighter hold.
"your very much welcome dear." he said,"now about being out in the dark, how much do you charge for a quickie?" he was teasing of course he wasn't interested in dealing with protistutes nor did he really belive someone who such innocent scent accutally was one. he wanted to frighten, shack her up a bit, it excited himt o do so.
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Post by Izabelle Sarai Soldati on Sept 6, 2009 17:48:53 GMT 10
A little gasp of pain escaped as he squeezed her wrist tighter before lashing out and grabbing the other one. For once, she actually wished her uncle was around. He could fight. She couldn't. "Wh-what? No!" She cried trying to pull away. "Let me go! You're hurting me and I'm not some little tramp!" She would have hit him (even if it would have been pointless) he hadn't been holding her wrists.
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Post by Shadow Cooper on Sept 6, 2009 17:56:07 GMT 10
Wh-what? No!" ,"Let me go! You're hurting me and I'm not some little tramp!"
"Oh your not, my appoligise, does that mean you do for free." he grinned now his teeth shinned off from the moon light, his grip contiued to hold her her tugging away didn't do anything but he could tell she was scared, he could feel her chasking the fear, the thrill in the nights air, he stepped closer her hips closer to his his mouth near her face he could feel her shacky breath, he wanted to bite her, taste that innocent blood hear the screams she would give out for nothing, no one would help. thats what was so good about todays socility everyone hesistated before they camr to help, the number of fake people who screamed for help for no reaosn made it a good thing becasue if she screamed for help and he cut her off, no one would come. he smiled.
"come on i promise not to hurt you." he said still teasing wanting to wait untill she was trashing, shivering with fear, scremaing down to her last bite of nerve.
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