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Post by rfracassi2 on Mar 31, 2010 12:38:57 GMT -5
Karston sighed, and was deciding on whether or not she should risk fudging up her nails to take a bite of her Bourbon chicken (which definitely did NOT taste like the real stuff) or forgo eating for another hour until her nails were dry. She took a sip of her concoction of Sierra Mist, Mountain Dew, and HI-C Fruit Punch drink, and thought for a second before making the decision. She forwent eating.
She looked at her nails, and admitted to herself that the little tuxedos she had painted on them looked fantastic in the pattern of orange, hot pink, and electric blue she had done. She then looked back to the book sitting on the floor in her bag, and almost snarled in disgust. She hated math, especially since all she’s gotten out of the book is stuff she’d already learned and about the people who’d previously owned it. Creeps. They weren’t even interesting to imagine about.
A few strands of summer-bleached hair fell in front of her face, and she blew at the irritant strands, only to have them float back in front of her eyes. She really needed a haircut, as it wasn’t only her out-grown bangs getting in her way, but also the mass of thick hair that fell in curled layers to her waist. The said mass was now in a loose chignon, and was falling out.
Her thoughts were immediately interrupted when she heard the footsteps of an approaching person. She covertly glanced as they walked by, and almost sighed in frustration at she discovered it was yet another couple hugging and kissing and looking cute together. It was like everyone was dating someone this week, and it made her crazy, as it appeared to be that she was the only single individual on campus. She wanted her scream and throw a fit in jealousy, because she was all alone in NYC with no one to love on, and everyone else did. Karston overcame this temptation, and focused back to what was before her.
Her nails.
They were dry now, and she took a bit of her food and another sip of her drink. The heat that had been in the chicken was now cooled, and her drink was now a little watered down. Served her right, as she was being spiteful and angry towards people she didn’t even know and didn’t deserve it. Wanting to get out of the D Caf as quickly and calmly as possible, she scooted her chair back, picked up her bag, and put all of the now cold food on her tray, and headed towards the trashcans.
Unfortunately, her plan to escape the D Caf failed, as she fell forward, tripping on the leg of the chair she had scooted back, her lunch tray of cold chicken and drink mix headed towards the shocked face of the oncoming person.
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Post by ravendarkheart on Apr 2, 2010 22:42:50 GMT -5
"I wish I had an angel for one mom-" He was cut off from his song as the drink mix hit his hoodie. "Am I to be treated here as I was there?" He asked no one in particular he walk towards the girl and though about jamming his hidden blades into her throat but decided to wait he wanted one final drink before he killed himself he grabbed a cup and got some Hi-C. Drinking it it was so amazing but it did not convince him not to kill himself. He pulled out the revolver and pointed it at his head but then he stopped and noticed the barrel was on an empty chamber.
"Oh yeah duh!" He remarked he put the bullet in the chamber and spun the cylinder making sure the bullet was in the right chamber. He pointed it at his head. He was about to pull the trigger.
OoC:yeah sure I've had three to four years but I'm still not that good.
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Post by rfracassi2 on Apr 3, 2010 10:33:45 GMT -5
The sudden turn of events almost made her piss her pants. First, there was the whole bit about tripping and the embarassment that that particular incident included. Secondly, there was now a suicidal...person...standing in front of her, which a loaded revolver pointed to their head.
Stress increased and adrenaline flooded her system. She had no idea whatsoever that led this person to kill themselves, but if it was just because she accidentally poured a drink on him, then this kid was a few sandwhiches short of a picnic basket.
She huffed, placing her hands on her hips, and when her bangs fell in front of her face she frustratingly brushed them behind her ears. It was at this point that she realized she was the only one standing, as everyone else that was in the D Caf was hiding under tables or laying flat on the ground. A few brave ones were peeking from under their lashes, or above the table tops.
Karston understood their fear and could feel it, even though she wasn't an empath. Heck, how could you not? It thickened the air like smoke. She turned flashing eyes on the person, and discovered he was about a foot taller than what she was, and twice as wide.
She resisted the urge to take a step back and gulp, and instead went toe-to-toe with the person, looking up to only meet the shadow their hoodie created over their face.
"Look, I don't know who you are, or what problems you have," she said, her voice oddly calm, but still having the flare of temper she was famous for, "but they aren't worth killing yourself over. You're what? 20? 21? You have a good sixty years ahead of you, and there's no reason to die a little early just because you can't get a hold of yourself."
An idea flared in her mind, and she held her hand out. "Let me see your hand.
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Post by ravendarkheart on Apr 3, 2010 12:48:19 GMT -5
"Twenty one Mistress." He said not feeling the hostility he felt from the other girls. "Treat me as you will." He whispered as he flicked the gun making the cylinder pop out and the bullet fall to the floor. He put the safety on his bracers so the blades wouldn't pop out. Then he held out his hand it was shaking due to the fact that he was in fear what punishment awaited him this time? Or was this girl different was she one of those girls that were friends with boys maybe the ones he read about in story books about the ones who lived together in a house or something.
He sighed as he began the line he had to recite every time he was about to be punished "the red rose over powers all and God said that there was no equal to The Rule Of The Rose for the females are Goddess's made in his image and males are slaves made to serve. Chapter Paragraph six Line six." He recited still in fear he had a feeling she'd snap each on of his fingers one by one. "I know I forgot todays gift and I am sorry how shall you punish me this time?"
The fear going through his entire body, he almost began to cry but that showed weakness, and that was not tolerable.
OoC:Oh yeah added the picture where you can see Raven's face in the profile page.
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Post by rfracassi2 on Apr 3, 2010 14:30:17 GMT -5
Oooookay...Karston was now tempted to pinch herself, to see if this strange guy in front of her was truly, legitly, real. She narrowed her eyes and lifted a brow, moving her hands from her hip and in front of him and crossing them in front of her. She shifted her weight, and took a step back to take a full inventory on this guy.
With feminine appreciation, she checked him out, her hazel eyes drifting over what had to be a ripped body under the dark hoodie and black jeans, and then quickly going back to his shaded face. If she hadn't heard him talk, she would've guessed him an emo kid (the hoodie and jeans) mixed with a little jock (for the musclar part) and a dash of the mysterious guy (the strange way he talked, the sudden tensing in his frame when she spoke to him).
She looked back on the way he spoke. It was cultured, and had a strange twinge to what was a northern accent. However, there were pauses between each word, like he was measuring their weight on his tongue, and he called her "Mistress", which was definately new to her.
And strangely, she liked it.
Karston mentally shook her head to order the thoughts going through her head. Calm down, Tyler. There's no need to start oogling and fantasizing about the guy.
She took the hand that was closest to her, and immeadiatly his history played through her mind like a movie on super-fast forward. She could almost feel the beatings he had taken, and gave a soft whimper at the sight of his scarred body getting ripped apart by various tortue items. She restrained herself from wrenching away from him when she saw the faces of his tormentors, and what his efforts of trying to keep them from hurting him had done. She saw his escape, and how he'd found the University.
She let go of his hand and held it to her chest, tears welling up in her eyes. With a choked sob, she said, "There's no punishment I want to give to you...you don't ever need to get me anything unless you want to, you hear me?" The sob escaped her, and tears fell from her eyes, trailing down cheeks. "And y-you don't n-need to ever, ever, say th-th-that phrase again? You're f-free."
And to save what scraps were left of her pride, and the fact she didn't want the entire University to know what had exactly happened, she turned around and quickly left the D Caf, leaving her bag and book behind.
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Post by ravendarkheart on Apr 3, 2010 15:06:58 GMT -5
Raven noticed the book bag and stuffed the books on the table into her bookbag He caught up to her and stopped in front of her "Please wait," He said softly he did not know how to speak to a girl other then how he was taught at the orphanage and that involved treating them like Goddesses I'm free!? This can't be,can it? "Your the first person to treat me not like crap but nicely...Can I get your name please?" He asked with a gentle tone "I telling me that I'm free means so much to me. For a long time no one's cared if I lived or died but you...you saved me from myself."
He realized he was rambling "Oh and you forgot this." He said quickly handing the girl her bag "look if you don't want to walk with me that's fine but, please at least let me know your name."
He said kindly under the hoodie he smiled the first smile he had done since he was six years old. With his face it looked sinister but that wasn't how it was meant to look he meant to show kindness even though he had so much hate in him he wanted people that cared. Maybe this girl was the first.
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Post by rfracassi2 on Apr 3, 2010 16:30:10 GMT -5
Her hair a mess, her clothes wrinkled, and her face red and blotchy from crying...and he was wanting to know her name? It was so funny she almost laughed, but she was still reeling from the information she had found out about when she'd touched him. Also, now that the lighting had changed from the overhead florescents in the D Caf to softer and all around lighting in the hallway, Karston could see more of the face under the hood of his sweatshirt, and noticed the perfect, white smile, if a little bit unpracticed and uncomfortable.
If she hadn't known what had happened to him, she was sure she would've swooned and started drooling like some nutcase fangirl.
Karston took a deep breath, blinked slowly, and ran her hand through her hair before gently taking the bag from him. Karston kept her eyes on the action, as if she was soley concentrating on taking the bag. Truth was, she didn't want to accidently brush against him and get a re-cap of the history she had already seen.
She set the bag in the crook of her arm, and finally looked up at his face, and tried for a smile that didn't look to much like a grimace. "My name is Karston, Karston Tyler. Um...thanks for getting my bag for me, I'm afraid I was too..." she searched for a word that wouldn't sound insulting or mean, "overwhelmed by your history. You see...um...I'm a physcometric, which means that by a touch I can 'see' someone's or something's history."
Oookkkay...now she was babbling like she was twelve. Fantastic. Way to make a second impression.
"I guess I wouldn't mind walking with you, as long as it isn't into some scary place. I've been to enough of those without a repeat session."
It was at this point that she realized she didn't know this boy's name. It was at the tip of her tongue to ask him, but she didn't. There'd be time for that later.
Like when she got some composure.
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Post by ravendarkheart on Apr 3, 2010 19:25:47 GMT -5
"The look on your face when you left was one of pain as if you felt it as well the Rule of the Roses and all that stuff it was....horrible. Oh and I meant I was going to walk you back to wherever you were going." He said "Oh yeah I forgot to give you my name It's Raven Darkheart
and don't let the last name fool you I care about a lot of things." Such as yourself He thought to himself. He wanted to kiss her but decided against it I'll get my chance later.
He thought right now just looking in her eyes he felt safe from everything he broke eye contact.
but for the first time he felt like he did find somewhere he belonged perhaps others were like her maybe there were type like the one in The Rule Of The Rose he hoped not.
But if so He'd cope after all he had his blades and his curses no...that was no longer the word gifts maybe yes that was it gift's He liked the sound of that "I'll take you wherever you want to go." He said.
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Post by rfracassi2 on Apr 3, 2010 20:45:04 GMT -5
She relaxed, and her smile was easy and effortless. "Actually, I was going to head to the library, so I could do some work, but I'm not in the mood right now to deal with it." Karston said, still smiling. "But if you want to go somewhere else, that's cool. It's beautiful outside, so we could go there."
Nervously, she brushed her palms on her shorts and her toes curled and uncurled in her flip-flops. She looked down at them for a second, and chewed her bottom lip before looking back up to his shaded face. An inclination to see the rest of his face siezed her, and she asked before she could stop herself, "Do you ever take the hood down?"[b/]
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Post by ravendarkheart on Apr 3, 2010 22:41:08 GMT -5
"Might as well" He said as he took the hood down his hair was in a buzz cut his face had sevral scars on it the most noticeable one going in a diagnal near the eye to the top of his nose across the bridge to his bottom lip. He hoped she would not be afraid of him as many were. but then he heard a little boys voice. S...s...s..STRAY DOG!! He yelled. "Excuse me." Raven said to Karston as he rushed over to the boy He took the little boy by the shoulders
"What happened?"
He asked If I don't find todays gift Stray dog will get me. "Whose your mistress?" The unloved one. "Stay here." Raven rushed back into The Pizza parlor "I need two large Pizzas with only pepperoni and sausage and bacon really fast please and please make them to go." He said snapping his fingers to show how quick he needed it. The people got them both ready as Raven gave them the money and took them to the boy "She'll take them trust me." He said But I don't have anything to give you. the boy said "Someday I'll free you ok? Just stay alive and don't let them pull you into the darkness like they did me ok?" Raven said "You'll be free someday all right?"
The boy nodded and ran off. Raven walked back to Karston with a disgusted look on his face.."annnnnnnnnnnd now" As if on cue a voice could be heard it was easy to tell that it was a girls and she was stuffing her face she was in eye site Raven put his hood up. "You'll get to sleep in a bed tonight and this time no punishment for you. No Stray dog" "I'm sorry if you saw my past you saw Stray dog" Raven shuddered "He still scares me but he is nothing but a slave as well one whose lost his mind now he thinks that his job is to kill those who leave the Rule of the Rose.
I know you saw it but I feel like telling you anyways I tried to fight him and he had the giant sword of his ready to cut me in half this coat and hoodie belong to a man who stopped the sword with his bare hands. Then they both began fighting I saw the man dodge all of stray dogs attacks then he threw a smoke bomb and vanished I owe him my life." Raven said He looked at the ground. "Um Karston I know we just met and I know I'm a bit...strange but would you maybe..." C'mon Raven you can do this...just say the words you can still be friends if she says no. He gulped "Perhaps go out on a date with me sometime?" He asked
Please say yes please say yes. he though to himself.
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Post by rfracassi2 on Apr 4, 2010 9:22:13 GMT -5
Today was just one of those days...and it was getting more an more interesting. However, what should've been a laughing matter was now suddenly very serious, and there was now a pregnant pause growing thicker and thicker between Karston and Raven.
Oh yeah, she heard him, his deep voice reverberating through the hallway. She was awestruck though, because of the face that the hood had hid. What would have been a handsome face was marked with the permanant marks of cruelty; stark scars stood out against his face, and it was a true testament to the violence and cruelty he had suffered at his time at that orphanage.
She looked from the scars towards his eyes, which were a beautiful color, and answered in a heartbeat. "Yeah. Going out would be nice."
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Post by ravendarkheart on Apr 6, 2010 16:20:46 GMT -5
He smiled and felt very happy "Good thats good I'll see you sometime not sure when though but I look forward to it." I'll get to say what I've always wanted to say to someone the words they used but this time I can say them I'll hold a white rose and...whoa whoa whoa getting too far ahead of myself. But wow I've got this hot girl whose willing to go out with me now I get to use this money I stole from the Princess hehe sucker she is seven million gotta budget this though. but for now lets focus on the now my new to do list
1.Go on a date with Karston Tyler. 2.kill the red roses and free the filthy ones who really aren't filthy that's just there stupid titles 3.comit myself to loving Karston Tyler and someday Marry Karston Tyler...wait Marry Karston Tyler? Whoa again getting to far ahead of myself gotta stop doing that. He shook his head "Sorry got lost in thought."
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