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Post by Harley Johanson-Ruckia on Oct 21, 2009 12:23:23 GMT 10
Harley sat cross-legged on the ground in front of her brother's grave. "God Tris, I'm so sorry. You missed it. I got married, Mom cried like a fool and Dad, he actually smiled for the first time in a year. And I looked like a grinning fool," Harley explained. She felt like her brother was still there, but yet not. It was strange. "But I'm trying to find my way out of trouble once again. My ex turned me into a bloodsucker. Now I'm part of a group I want away from badly. I quit school. Little brother, I don't know what to..."
She broke off her quiet speaking when a scent hit her nose. "No, not right now," she whispered as she stood up quickly and placed a single flower on Tristian's gravestone before quickly climbing a tree and hiding within it's branches.
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Post by Christian Conway on Oct 21, 2009 12:37:09 GMT 10
Christian wandered about what he thought was Diagon Alley. He was muggle-born and wandering around a gigantic wizard shopping center. One second he was at the Quidditch shop, wondering whether or not he needed gloves, the next he was lost on a desolate road, filled with dusty shops, that he dared not to enter. Looking back, Chris could not help but feel more and more lost. He took a right, then turned right again, or was it left, he had no idea.
Christian eventually reached a graveyard that looked to be at the end of a road. Christian swore loudly and exclaimed, "How the hell did I get here?"
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Post by Harley Johanson-Ruckia on Oct 21, 2009 12:44:47 GMT 10
Harley's eyes narrowed as she listened to the voice. She licked her lips he smelled good. She dropped from the tree branch and silently made her way to him. "That is a very interesting question for you to be asking," she said just loud enough for the slight to carry her voice to him. "But I'm not the person to be asking."
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Post by Christian Conway on Oct 21, 2009 12:52:54 GMT 10
Christian started to get the creeps from the boneyard. He didn't feel right in muggle cemeteries, Add to the fact there was magic all around him... Chris shuddered at the thought. But what happened next flat out frightened Christian. A voice came out of nowhere and Christian whipped around to face a girl that seemingly came from nowhere.
"W-w-hat? Who are you? Where'd you come from?" Christian asked rather demandingly, and his hand twitching towards his wand. He had been quite sure he didn't see anyone a second ago.
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Post by Harley Johanson-Ruckia on Oct 21, 2009 12:59:21 GMT 10
Harley smirked. "Children, they are so demanding these days," she said with a bit of a laugh. That first reaction that she always got, it was always the best. "If you must know, I came from a tree limb on the other side of the graveyard near the forest over there."
Everything was explained as she walked towards him with unnatural grace. "Now is there anymore questions that you want to ask before I do what I want to do?"
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Post by Christian Conway on Oct 21, 2009 13:09:47 GMT 10
"Children, they are so demanding these days,"
What the girl had said had cut through Christian, sparking his fiery temper. Children? The girl looked just as old as him, and he was pretty sure he had spotted this girl once or twice before at school. She had then explained where she came from, which confused Christian even more. First off who hangs around in trees? Secondly, who hangs around in trees, in a graveyard. He was becoming more weary by the second.
The girl was gliding closer to Christian, her blonde hair glowing and moving in the slight wind. That's when Christian heard, "Now is there anymore questions that you want to ask before I do what I want to do?" Hearing this, Christian's hand, snapped towards his pocket where his wand was, where he gripped the handle tightly.
"What is it exactly you want to do, mam."
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Post by Harley Johanson-Ruckia on Oct 21, 2009 13:14:12 GMT 10
"Why should I answer when it will be over oh so quickly?" she asked him, as she still approached him slowly. "I can say this. You might as well take your hand off your wand-" she broke off as she sped up and appeared by his side so quick it was within a second. "Any attempt to send a curse will be futile."
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Post by Christian Conway on Oct 21, 2009 13:26:01 GMT 10
Christian pretty much thought himself dead at this point. She had told him to take his hand off his wand, and had appeared next to him in a blink of an eye. Chris was decent with a wand, but being muggle-born he was much better with his hands. Being raised in the army, along with boxing helped too. But, his hands were most likely useless in this situation.
The hairs on his neck were already standing, and Christian's fight or flight senses were kicking it in high gear towards flight. Serious situation, of course jokes came out of Chris' mouth first:
"Listen babe, why don't you back it up a little, we don't even know each other yet."
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Post by Harley Johanson-Ruckia on Oct 21, 2009 13:36:27 GMT 10
Harley's eyes narrowed. "Never call me babe, I'm married you jerk," she hissed at him, her icy cold fingers taking him by the chin. "Just for that, I'll drain you slowly and make you suffer. I could have shown you mercy but then you said that. Boys make the dumbest decisions." She let go of him as she stepped back and licked her lips, her body preparing the venom. There were no wolves around this time like there was last time. This one was all hers.
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Post by Christian Conway on Oct 21, 2009 13:41:54 GMT 10
"Drain you slowly"
Christian instantly knew where this was headed, and he knew it wasn't good. She was a vampire, a damn beautiful vampire, but still a vampire. Chris quickly got into his best boxing stance, bouncing on his feet. He'd never hit a woman, but he still wanted to live. Bracing himself, and wanting to get this over, Christian spat an insult towards the girl.
"Married really, he must love your little temper, or is it him your visiting, you probably killed him... Babe."
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Post by Harley Johanson-Ruckia on Oct 21, 2009 13:49:26 GMT 10
"I can easily call him to my side, then both he and I can feast on your blood," she hissed again. She looked him in the eyes, her mouth starting to water at his scent. 'Finally I get what I want,' she thought as she set herself into a crouch, ready for both offense or defense. This one wasn't going to give up without a fight... "Oh, this will be fun."
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Post by Christian Conway on Oct 21, 2009 14:05:56 GMT 10
Christian was shaking from head to his toes, and his snide remark didn't exactly help the situation. Trying to better himself, he turned from sharp remarks to asking for pity. Chris raised his hands and asked, "Listen, I just wanna go. No harm done, you don't want my blood, it's dirty."
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Post by Harley Johanson-Ruckia on Oct 21, 2009 14:10:43 GMT 10
"Too late. Blood is blood. Yes I can smell that you are a muggleborn but it is certainly better than what I have been drinking," she said, clenching and unclenching a fist in anticipation. "Besides, I can't ignore your scent, it's too intoxicating."
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Post by Christian Conway on Oct 21, 2009 14:25:51 GMT 10
Well, this was the first time smelling good got Chris into trouble. Not having a clove of garlic or a wooden stake Christian braced himself. He was pretty sure those were myths anyway.
"Ladies first."
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Post by Harley Johanson-Ruckia on Oct 21, 2009 14:31:27 GMT 10
Harley appeared behind him within one second. "Oh I just love it when they admit defeat and just give up. But then again, I do love a fight," she said very softly as she grabbed his chin once again. Her fangs revealed themselves as she leaned in to bite him.
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