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Post by ben on Jun 1, 2008 10:21:38 GMT -5
When you look me in the eyes,
And tell me that you love me.
Everything's alright,
When you're right here by my side.
When you look me in the eyes,
I catch a glimpse of heaven.
I find my paradise,
When you look me in the eyes.
How long will I be waiting,
To become a better man?
Gonna tell you that I love you,
In the best way that I can.
I can't take a day without you here,
You're the light that makes my darkness disappear.
Alison was all alone and making her way down the dark streets of San Francisco. She knew it was dangerous to be out here, but she was just itching for a fight. She had her ipod blasting in her ear the wonderful sounds of the Jonas Brothers, her newest guilty pleasure. Usually she was not into pop music, but these boys were just too hot to pass up. Their voices are wonderful and their lyrics have meaning..plus Joe= hotness.
The darkness wasn't that bad in these parts of the city, probably because there were street lights everywhere. So when something or someone came at her hopefully she would see them. What evil thing could resist attacking a girl, in the darkness...listening to the Jonas Brothers? Still the minutes passed by quickly and nothing showed up. "Oh come on..." she muttered to herself. She really wanted to fight something or someone...especially since she had a new spell that she wanted to try out on whatever came her way. |
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Post by gremlingal on Jun 3, 2008 17:35:42 GMT -5
Riker watched the redhead with oblique eyes from the shadows. Looked human enough, but you couldn't be sure anymore. The wind was against her, so she couldn't scent her at all. And as much as Riker thought so, listening to pop music was not the equivalent of having 666 tattooed on your forehead!
And looked like she was out looking for something as well. Without much success if her exclamaition was anything to go by. Fingering the coral hilt of her Z'th-n blade ( a gift from dear old dad, before she'd planted it on his throat) she wondered wether she should risk approach or not. It had been a month since she had come across a human.
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Post by ben on Jun 4, 2008 10:41:37 GMT -5
Alison was getting pretty bored and her ipod was running low on battery. Well I guess it's time to call it a night. she thought to herself. Being pretty dissapointed she looked down at the pavement so she did not see the 'man' coming up behind her. The demon who called himself Andreas slowly made his way towards her then finally placed his hand on her shoulder.
Suddenly, Alison got a horrible feeling in her stomach and she could feel nothing but death on her shoulder. Turning around quickly to face the man she stared at him and took a step back. "What do you want?" she asked her tone a bit shaken. She had been itching for a fight, but this had been unexpected.
"Why to steal your heart of course.." said Andreas as his elongated tongue danced in the air.
As she saw the snake like features of the guys tongue she guessed he was a demon. "Umm by stealing my heart Im guessing you don't mean in a romantic way..." she said to the demon as she backed up two more steps.
"Sadly, no.." he said as he walked towards her. Just then Alison put her hand infront of her and muttered a spell in latin that she had recently learned. The spell was meant to completely freeze the demon...but instead it just made him walk in slow motion towards her. "Oh this is not good.." she said as she bit her nails. She had no idea what else to do..and she couldn't really leave him here on the streets to kill someone else..she had to do something...but what?! |
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Post by gremlingal on Jun 4, 2008 12:22:36 GMT -5
Riker snarled when the demon appeared. A heart stealer. Fabby! She watched as the girl made a gesture and muttered something in what sounded like latin. So not as feeble as she looked, a witch on the hunt.
Riker snickered as the demon started moving in slow motion. This would make it too easy for the witch.....who was standing biting her nails. Sighing heavily Riker stepped out of the shadows to take a position near the witch.
"Y'know Little Witchling. 'Snot really fair tae leave him like that." She drawled, her voice huskier than it used to be. Croaky with disuse. Tilting her head she looked at the girl sideways. "Y'gonna finish him, or what?"
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