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| Lossien | May 13 2010, 01:25 PM Post #31 |
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School was... torturous, in a nutshell. The amount they expected us to learn was laughably small, and the amount of time they gave us to learn it all was much too long. It meant that soon I would 'surpass' my 'language barrier' and be able to move up within the school system. My research assured me that Asian students were known for studying hard and doing well in school, and perhaps have more to do with my time. I left the front of the school in a huff. Well, in a vampire huff. It really just made me seem very quiet and shy. It was internalized rage. How dare the Volturi make me into this! Some sniveling, back-water, human-wannabe weakling! I stormed down the front steps, and the humans made way for me without knowing they were doing it, or why. It made me smirk for a second, knowing that deep down they still feared me. I covered the smirk, however, feeling better about myself. Though, there was a slight issue with the hunger starting to gnaw at my body. I made it to my house rather quickly for a human, and I wasn't minding the agonizing slowness from a vampire's perspective. It was almost refreshing to smell the roses, both metaphorically and literally. They smelled tart, one of the freshest flower smells I had scented in a long while. I took that moment at my house's flowers to take a deep breath and just scent the earth. It was dirt and hot pavement, broken by the sweet scent of rain falling more heavily now. Then there was the sensation of raindrops on his skin, flowing down and caressing... I shook my head, water droplets flying everywhere, and walked up the stairs to my house. The key wasn't necessary, but it helped the illusion, so I fetched it from my back pocket. Once the door was open, I walked in and quickly put my backpack on the table, grabbing out my homework and school books. I flipped through the cook book, noting that the stirfry would take 45 minutes from start to finish, which gave me quite a bit of time until I needed to start making it. I did, in fact, have time to grab a bit e to eat before dinner. I changed my coat from a stylish raincoat to a shapeless rain coat and put on my newly purchased hiking boots. The runners I had been wearing all day would not do well in a puddle-ridden forest. Running from the back door at a comfortable lope, I made sure to make it look like I was going out for some exercise. No need to arouse suspicion. I hurled myself into the forest, picking up speed and running at full tilt for a couple of minutes. At that point, I turned and started jogging back, now listening for the wildlife and thinking about dinner. The rain was falling heavier than before now, reaching down through the red and yellow canopy above me to fall gently on the forest floor. The sound of drips on leaves added to the music of the forest, with bird calls and rustling. In a way, it was the most beautiful composition of all, and I let myself simply hear it, coming to a complete standstill in the woods. I was so intent on the sounds around me that I did not realize that I had stopped completely. I was like a stature in the middle of the forest. When I realized how vampiric I was being, after centuries of pretending to be a human every moment of every day, I felt stress that I had never noticed dissolving. It leeched off of me and I could feel my shoulders getting lighter and my spine straightening almost imperceptibly. I felt a real smile tug at my lips and fought it only a moment. Then, I let it take hold, and then, for the first time in over three centuries, I laughed a real, vampire laugh. It was loud, and a little rusty, but the mirth was apparent. When I heard it, I only laughed harder, enjoying my... well, joy. Once I had calmed down, I took a deep breath and sat down to wait. If I was still enough, the prey would come to me. It was the longest way to hunt, but it made less mess and tracks for anyone poking their nose in the forest afterward. I was lucky, and it only took twenty-six minutes. I caught a rabbit and made short work of it. I buried the body and replaced everything around so that there was no sign of me, the rabbit, or the rabbit's grave. Once I was finished, I looked around and realized that something was wrong. Very wrong. I listened, and then realized what it was. The sounds. There was no rustling, no birdsong, nothing. Nothing except the drip of water from leaf to leaf, then to ground. |
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| Alexia | Jun 10 2010, 01:58 PM Post #32 |
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White Rabbit
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I held a blank face as I rode in the backseat of the car. Leah and Nathan were chatting in the front, leaving me to my own thoughts. My face showed no hint of what I was actually thining, they probably just thought I was zoning out. I found my own thoughts somewhat amusing. They involved Leah getting pulled over for speeding, which she most certainly was. Her getting a ticket would make me feel just a little bit better after the day I'd had and Leah wasn't particularily high on my good list. Nathan I knew was just following orders or something of the equivalent. My no emotion face faltered for a moment as Leah turned the corner. Motion sickness was a soft word for how she felt currently. Really, that ticket thing would be great right now. I was saved from further torture when the car pulled into the driveway of the house I was meant to call home. Though really I wasn't calling anything, kind of difficult with the whole no talking thing. I quickly exited the car, frowning when I noticed Leah and Nathan standing on either side of the vehicle, most likely there in case I had any other brilliant plans for escape. "Leah and I have to go to the old house to grab more of our stuff. Will you bbe okay on your own?" Nathan asked nicely. He reminded me very much of what an older brother would be like. The idea didn't seem too bad either. I nodded before heading into the house, trying to convince them I was going to stay in the house. Once they'd backed out of the driveway, I quickly changed and threw on the raingear Charlie had bought me after my last outdoors fiasco. I was just getting ready to head outdoors when the phone rang. Pausing for a minute, I glanced up at the telephone but decided against it. My attention returned to putting on my rainboots. The rings died down by the time I'd gotten my second boot on. Just as I went to snap up the front of the raincoat, it began to ring again. After a few more rings it died down but I now eyed it, wondering if it would ring again. And it did. With a sigh I slipped off the boots and went to answer the phone. Lifting up the receiver, I said nothing. "Elizabeth? It's Seth. How's the house robbing going?" I didn't realize it at first but a small smlie had graced my face. A laugh escaped my throat as I began to talk with him, my ears finally getting used to the sound of my own voice. |
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| Kallima | Jul 8 2010, 10:53 PM Post #33 |
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Mom and I spent a good portion of the next two or three hours giggling. We did each others hair, and nails, and watched a movie. I could hear dad mulling about in the rest of the house, taking care not to make an appearance. I could hear his thoughts, and he didn't want to disturb our time. Apparently he thought I didn't spend enough time with Mom anymore. That completely wasn't true, but I appreciated his efforts. After our movie, I sat with mom as she ate dinner. Pancakes. That was usually breakfast food. She loved them though. Not minutes after the pancakes were finished, did the doorbell ring. Dad looked at the door, confused, and I raised an eyebrow, smile playing at my face. Maybe the day wasn't so terrible after all. I raced my father to the door, and opened it for the Cullens to troop in. Renesmee's face lit up at Sophie's smile, and she caught a rush of relieved thoughts coming from her friend. Three people trailed in behind her. I didn't have to be introduced, I gathered from everyone's thoughts, who they were. Esme, Carlisle, and Emmett. I let my father greet Carlisle, and from there the elder blonde vampire had gotten on with the introductions. "We won't be too late. And I'm hungry again. Please mom?" I was begging now. Dad wasn't going to come with, mom didn't want us to go out, but the Cullens had come over, and Renesmee seemed particularly perturbed at the prospect of being confined to the house. She wanted to spend time with me, but they also had to hunt. You could see it in their eyes. They were that dark brown, almost charcoal colour that dad's eyes got every time he was very thirsty. "Well.....I suppose so. But please don't let her get lost or hurt." She begged of Carlisle. I rolled my eyes a little bit. She seemed to forget sometimes, the vampire status of most of the people who surrounded her. Not once in my life had I ever sustained an injury. That never stopped her from worrying. Carlisle gave his word, Esme put in some mothering reassurances, and I was allowed out. We walked to the end of the street, and through the treeline before we all took off at a run. Renesmee and I ran a ways away from the others, chatting a giggling among ourselves. We were never out of earshot of the adults however, as they were staying true to their promise to my mother. We hunted for thirty four minutes, before Renesmee and I noticed that the forest had gone very still around us. It was odd as we were upwind of Her grandparents and uncle. The animals in this part of the woods shouldn't be able to smell them. Our scent didn't bother them. There was a faint rustle in the trees ahead of us. "Emmett, we can hear you!" My copper haired companion called, believing it to be her jokester uncle trying to frighten us. Nobody answered, and I raised an eyebrow, hearing the distinct sound of three vampires coming at us from the left. That was her family, so What was in the trees? |
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| Lossien | Jul 11 2010, 04:59 PM Post #34 |
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"Emmett, we can hear you!" I started slightly, then had to make a quick decision. There were two coming towards me, and then... I sniffed. There were three others as well, coming closer. All vampires. I really didn't have time to run, they would undoubtedly here my running, and I was not particularly fast for a vampire. There were many who were faster than was. Instead, I sat myself into a meditation pose, checking once again to make sure there was no blood on me or in the air. The rain helped to dampen the smell, and so it seemed days old now. Hopefully, it would throw the vampires off just enough to make them suspect someone else. I took a deep breath in, focusing on the flow of energy through my body and the flow of energy around me. I closed my eyes and made myself move ever-so-slightly constantly, like a human trying very hard to stay still. A number of centuries ago I had stayed with various monks and priesthoods. It had allowed me hours of watching other people meditating to see what they did. I could hear the other vampires just past some trees, maybe ten meters from me. I knew that if I opened my eyes, I would not see them, but I could hear them no problem. They were being very loud... I pretended to be very caught up in my meditation. |
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| Alexia | Aug 16 2010, 12:17 PM Post #35 |
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I twirled a bit of hair around my finger as I talked with Seth. It was oddly comforting hearing his voice but the sound of my own voice was a little weird. It wasn't as hoarse as it had been during the first conversation with him thankfully but my throat did ache a bit. Most likely due to the lack of talking I'd done for the last few weeks. I laughed again. Seth was so weird. No, I was weird for talking with some guy I'd never seen before in my life. For all I knew, he could be some forty year old creep. He did say he was going to be living in this house though. Was I being too easy going about it? Maybe I was just starved for someone to talk to even though I'd vowed not to talk again. More so I didn't want to make any new friends for fear of getting hurt or hurting them. Leaving my friends from my hometown had been hard enough and I was sure Charlie would get rid of me as soon as he was able to. I wasn't exactly the life of the party these days. "I should go now." He didn't question my abrupt end to the conversation but his next comment surprised me. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow then!" I blinked, surprised by his excitement. I hastily agreed before hanging up. I checked my face in the pane of glass nearby. Colour had returned to my face which was in stark contrast to what I'd looked like a few days ago. Since my little fainting episode, I'd realized a few things about myself. One: I really don't like the feeling of fainting, of not having control over my own body. It was more than a little frightening. Sure, I'd taken it fairly well but I hadn't cared about much that day. I definitely did not need a repeat which is why I now ate the food that was brought to me. Two: Despite talking with Seth and to myself(which was a little odd in and of itself), I had no desire to talk to anyone else. Sure, I could let them all know and just refuse to talk to certain people but that seemed especially cruel. If they all knew I could talk, they'd start asking me questions about my feelings or worse, about my life before now. It was far too painful to drag up those memories. Three: No matter how much I protested the thought, I didn't want to die. I didn't like feeling weak and I very much so did not want to die. Maybe my parents would forgive me for being alive still, they were very forgiving people when they were... My life was slowly turning upside down but I didn't seem to mind at this point. I was starting to look forward to things or crave interaction. It was more than enough to confuse me. Hadn't I been the one to distance myself from everyone? Hadn't I been the one to stop talking? To leave all my old friends without even a word? No, I didn't deserve to be happy. Maybe all this was merely punishment. Get my hopes up, make me long for things that I can't have or don't deserve to have. I wouldn't put it past the cruel gods of this world. I sighed and ascended the stairs up to my room. I might as well mull over things in the quiet of my own room. |
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