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Post by aponi on Apr 21, 2010 19:14:07 GMT -5
Aponi entered what seemed to be a huge mess hall where hundreds of students were eating. She soon realized that bursting through the double doors into any room, expecially looking like she did, was generally a mistake. There were hundreds of them all staring at her - it was quite disconcerting really. She was wearing her black jeans and very tight black top. The jeans were very tight, and quite uncomfortable. SHe wasn't too used to wearing trousers. She kept herself together and faced the larger problem at hand. The several hundred students larger problem.
She stared wide eyed into the throng, and cocked her head slightly before yelling; "Hey can't a grown woman get any peace around here!? Eat your food or take a photo it'll last longer!. Upon yelling this most studens shrugged and returned to their food, but several others gave her wild looks of bemusement or astonishment, and she could see more than a handfull of boys giving her up-and-down-glances, and knew that they were checking her out.
Idiots. There were older women and then there were older women. She decided to go somewhere less dramatic, and pull out her map, to try and figure out where the hell she was in the damned school. She was looking for the girl's dorms, where she could probably find a lovely young lady to make a contract with. Or even maybe a boy...
No, it was out of the question. SHe would have to find the right person. The right girl. But at the moment, she was struggling to udnerstand the map she clutched in her hands. With an annoyed grunt, she crumpled it up and threw it on the floor. She folded her arms and stood sulkily. The looking around and the slightly less full cafeteria, she called out.
"Anyone want to help me on a little... errand?" She cooed, in her most seductive voice. She stretched, her tight black top showing off her very feminine curves. Her breasts weren't really that big, but they gave ehr a nice curve, and allowed her to succesfully seduce many men who were foolish enough to fall for her trap. ((OOC; No, unlike Aaran she is NOT a trap, before any /b/tards say anything))
Evidently, these idiots had never seen a naked woman before, the way some of them were looking at her. Well, this is what she did best. That and singing, of course. You can't survive ovver a hundred years on your voice and not be good at singing. She found that, no matter what form she took, her voice remained the same. It was probably the same reason she still stayed a she - on the inside. However this was not the time for such things to be bothering her. She needed life. Fast.
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Post by Jadyn Amethyst on Apr 23, 2010 18:36:03 GMT -5
 Crazy lady meet I don't care.
He was quietly enjoying his tasteless, bland, somewhat nauseating lunch when a woman suddenly started yelling. Glaring in annoyance in her direction he bent to dig in his bag for his headphones and ipod. The wonderful invention kept out the world whenever he needed it to. He cranked the volume up to as high as it could go putting up the wall he needed between his peace and the rest of this insane world. They kept people at bay because people usually saw headphones and figure that the person wants to be left alone, especially when those headphones are blaring loud enough that you can hear them from five feet away.
Returning his less than satisfying 'meal' he shoved the food around with his fork wondering if he thought hard enough that the food would become flavorful. Course he shouldn't really complain seeing as he never left the school to go out and get real food in the big city. There were many reasons why he didn't leave the school all of which he'd never told anyone. Not like there was anyone to ask he spent his meals alone, his nights alone, his free time, guess what? Alone. The few run ins with people that he had didn't last long, and for the most part that was just fine by him. He wasn't really a social butterfly for various reasons, and even though that meant he had to deal with being alone he dealt with it.
Jay made the wise decision in not finishing his lunch and stood to dump his tray. Grabbing his emerald shoulder bag with a large tree emblazoned on the side he headed toward the tray dumping area. The woman was still there standing looking rather cross as she stared at the large room. He rolled his eyes flicking his thumb over his ipod to make sure the song was a loud one as he passed her. Crazy people plague this place. After dumping his tray he started out but came face to face with el crazy lady. Giving her a look he edged past her shifting his bag more firmly onto his shoulder. He had no clue what the lady wanted, why she was there, or who she was, and he didn't really care. But from the looks of her she was far too old to be a student. And if she was a teacher then all faith he had left of this school just went out the proverbial window.
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Post by aponi on Apr 23, 2010 20:43:31 GMT -5
"Hey, you buddy, why you edging around me!?" He said, with a cross look on her face. After having made a fool of herself in front of the students. She did not want the person who had the guts to come close to her to just ignore her. She bent down, and plucked the ipod from his pocket, via the headphone cable and still bent, she held it just above his reach. Her face was right next to his, and just to throw the rather grumpy looking boy out of sorts, she kissed him firmly on the lips.
"I said I wanted some help. You going to give me some?" She asked, her anger alone stirring up the dust in the room. Aponi knew that the boy would be incredibly annoyed with ehr - he might even hit her, if he was a fiesty midget. But he did seem quite cute. Maybe she'd pull him aside later.
But for now at least, she needed to get his help. She was a boy, and so he could probably be easily manipulated. She took his hand, and led him off through the antechamber into a desserted corridor, where they could be alone.
"I need to get to the girl's dorm. You're a boy, right? You should know where it is better than most girls, if your priorities are right." She winked slyly like some kind of fox. She knew that all the boys SHE knew were like that. Maybe the little boy with the eyepatch was a little different. She continued to hold his ipod out of reach, and she kept her face jammed so close to his that it would probably be difficult for him to breathe.
Her eyes glinted with lust and menace as she peered into Jadyn's own eye. She was quite annoyed that she couldn't see the other, but maybe he didn't have one. This irritated her so much, that she simply said;
"Boy, what's witht he patch, you missing an eye or something. Take it off so I can see your lovely face.." she cooed in her most intoxicating voice. She knew, having practised for just over a hundred years, how to get a man to do whatever she wanted, and, she assured herself this boy would be no different whatsoever.
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Post by Jadyn Amethyst on Apr 23, 2010 22:56:26 GMT -5
Dragon boy bearing his fangs. Crazy lady, back off. [/center] She was talking to him he could tell only because he saw her lips move. Oh, she did not look happy at all. He felt his face go pale and his eyes go wide though she only saw the one blue eye widen. One second he was enjoying his music and the next she had stolen his ipod. His shocked look turned dark and as she leaned in toward his face he leaned back so she barely got the edge of his lips. A part of him that didn’t speak very often screamed for him to slug her, but the more dominant part of him told him to just get the heck out of dodge. She was obviously insane to kiss random little boys and steal their personal belongings. He was not at all happy and if he didn’t watch it he’d lose what little control he had over his body.
“I don’t give a flying rats behind what you need. First you steal from me, invade my personal space, and attempt to take a boy’s first kiss? You sick, old lady! You’re what forty? Back off, and give me my ipod back.” He reached for the before mentioned artifact not at all liking the fact she was taller than he was, or well not liking anything about her really. Her hand grabbed his and though he attempted to yank it free he was suddenly being dragged down the hall. “Let go of me! I’m warning you I’m not a very nice person, and I promise to do some bodily damage to you even if you are a girl! Or not really a girl more like an old hag really.”
His mouth was yet again getting away from him, and would most likely get him into even more trouble. For one he had no idea what she was, her powers, or really how old she was. He also didn’t think she looked forty but one way to hurt a woman, or at least tick her off, was to call her old. When she stopped pulling him he yanked his hand free and rubbed it against his pants giving her a filthy look. Nuts, this lady is completely and utterly mad! At her request he gave her a look that said volumes. “Girl’s dorm? You can in no way be a student. You’re ancient. I believe you have to be under eighteen or something to go here. And there is no way you are eighteen.”
Jadyn waved his hand at her giving her a disgusted look before reaching for his ipod once again. Not liking her face so close he stopped reaching for his belonging, backed up, and crossed his arms glaring at her. “My priorities are none of your darn business, lady. Now please give me my ipod back, and shove off. “
He was being rude but the lady wasn’t exactly being a peach either. What he wanted to do was jump up and snatch his ipod then run the heck away from her. Why was she looking for the girl’s dorm room anyhow? Did she have a daughter here? Maybe a sister? His eye looked up at her outstretched hand really wanting his ipod back. Stupid tall people. Stupid crazy tall people. Her next words had his face going pale once again and he took a step back. From the way she invaded people’s personal space he didn’t doubt that she’d try and yank it off. A hand flew to cover the eye patch while the other eye continued to glare at her.
“Back. Off. And don’t you dare touch me again.” He snarled his anger finally building to a point that his voice was somewhat affected by his race. The words came out somewhat gravelly and much deeper than his usual tone. Hearing his voice he cursed glancing down at his hand seeing that it was still relatively normal. The nails looked a tad longer and he could feel the difference in his veins, so he took a deep breath. “Really, just leave me the hell alone. Give me my ipod back and go manipulate some idiot. I have brain cells lady and I can tell you’re not kosher.”
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Post by aponi on Apr 24, 2010 19:43:24 GMT -5
Aponi glanced in bemusement at the boy, almost stunned. She then laughed, long and hard, not at the boy, but, rather at the situation. He really was a fiesty midget. She had sniggered at his comment about her being ancient, it was obviously meant to offend her, but it was true. She WAS ancient. But, she wasn't going to let him get to her - it wasn't usually easy and she would make it no easier for him.
"Now now, old as I may be, to a young'n like yourself, you could have saved yourselfa lot of breath, and stress had you just pointed me in the direction I needed to go." SHe raised her eyebrows, her eyes unflinchingly glaring into his. "I won't try and take your patch off, don't worry about that." She said, plainly, and pulling his hand away from his face. Jeez, some people were so touchy.
She frowned. He was a little tough to crack, it seemed. Altough, she had never really liked it easy. She never made it easy, either. She was really annoying that way, she thought to herself.
"To tell the truth, young man, I am only twenty seven. And, you've never been kissed? A good looking young man like yourself, I'm surprised." She postively purred,almost wrapping herself around him. "I'm not going to hurt you, if you annoy me boy, so don't be scared. In fact, that's the last thing i'd do to someone as cute as you. However, you will find yourself feeling more and more awkward as I get closer..." She said, and sprang backwards.
She had shapeshifted into the form of her deceased younger brother. He was about the same height as the other boy, so he had to hide the ipod inside of his anatomy. This bothered Aponi greatly, because she usually re-constructed her form as human on the inside. She just felt hollow on the inside now, with a stupid device playing music inside of her. She spat the tooth-pick she was chewing on the ground.
"Before you ask, I'm a demon, and this is NOT my true form. I thought I'd be polite enough to face a feisty midget on level termes." She said, shrugging. With great difficulty, she pushed the ipod out of her chest, and offered it out to the boy.
"I'll give it back, as long as you promise to help me." She said, smiling. She had to win this boy over - it was against ehr nature to do anything but that. How however would she manage this!? Urgh, he was being so troublesome. Yet she knew that she could not pass on an opportunity. He was a lonely-looking youth, and she was a mothering kind of person. If he TRULY proved to be too young for her, then she'd obviously have to smother him in her love.
Either way, she was looking forward to his company...
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Post by Jadyn Amethyst on Apr 25, 2010 20:44:43 GMT -5
Welcome to Panic Time where fainting is very possible.
“I’m not going to just tell you were the girl’s dorm is, what if you’re some bad guy here to slaughter poor innocent girls? Or some whack job wanting to rape them?” He continued to glare at her not really affected by her returning glare, oddly enough. When people usually looked at him scarily he backed off or at least learned to shut up. Maybe she was just special or maybe she had just poked far too many buttons far too quickly. He didn’t trust her and when she touched him yet again he slapped her hand away with a snarl. “What part of don’t touch me again don’t you understand?”
The snarl had startled him not at all liking how easily this woman was pushing him to the edge, but he did his best to not let the shock show. He continued to glare at her while taking long, slow, quiet, deep breaths to calm himself. There was no need to get so worked up over some idiot broad. As he was doing his calming routine he listened to her intently making sure not to space off. If she said something bad he wanted to hear it in case she touched him again. Twenty-seven? Hmm, close to thirty, which is kinda close to forty? So I was sorta right. Her purring only proved to annoying him and her wrapping herself around him nearly toppled him over the edge.
“Woman! Really?! I said no touching!” Wiggling in her hold he let out a few curses. “Not hurt me? Ohohoho, that is not that believable at this point. And who and when I get my first is none of your darn business, lady.” He snapped as he continued to try and dislodge his body from her grasp, then he realized his ipod was within arm’s reach. Nearly snarling again he snatched at his ipod but somehow missed it. “I don’t want to feel more awkward! So back the hell off me!”
Surprisingly she backed off leaving his chest heaving, his hands in fists, and him giving her a death glare. He had personal space that he did not like invaded by anyone let alone crazy people who stole his things. When she shifted his jaw literally dropped his visible eye going wide in shock. “What the-“ Jay backed up considerably almost considering just ditching the stupid ipod at this point. Her words hit him nearly as hard as watching her shifting of sexes and he felt the energy drain from him, and his face go very pale. A demon, he knew one of these days he’d tick off a demon.
He didn’t know if his eyes could go any wider but when she popped out his ipod from her/his body he nearly fainted. Never before in his life had he heard of a demon that could do this. His gaze darted from the offered ipod to the now boy demon.
“Who the f*ck are you? What do you want with the girls? Why do you want to go there so badly?” If she gave an even slightly suspicious response he was going to high tail it to find a superior, screw his ipod. He felt his hands shaking and he clenched them back into fists. No way would he let her see how scared he was, though by now that cover probably was blown. He needed to regain his composure…somehow. Come on crazy lady do something to tick me off again.
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Post by aponi on Apr 26, 2010 14:29:04 GMT -5
Aponi realized when enough was enough. The boy was probably going to hit her if she didn't stop. She would just talk reassuringly, and tell him of her mostly "good" intentions. Though, it might be just too late. Shifting probably hadn't been the best idea. Luckily now, her voice was more 30s new york than erotic club singer.
"Hey, Kid, I'm just doshing." she said. "Sorry for freakin' you. I'm a demon, so I can change shape. I also need life force, and whenever I try and make deals with men, all they ask for is well... Yeah. I prefer my life-force to be taken under better conditions." She smiled, Charlie's face donning that innocent honest look he'd always had as a kid. She sighed remembering him as a kid. She then shook her head to get rid of the feeling. She then stepped forward and placed the ipod on the floor.
"See, no touchy. Maybe we got off on the wrong foot." He said, spitting out another tooth-pick that had appeared in his mouth. He then held his hand out for the boy to shake.
"I'm Aponi Lebennon, but in this form, they call me Charlie." She smiled honestly - a look she had mastered over the years. The boy couldn't have been over fifteen, and here she was, a demon exeeding a hundred, picking on the kid. Oh well. Maybe he was an a-sexual, but maybe normal girls just didn't digg the patch.
He seemed easy to anger, and was really quite pissed off. Maybe he really WAS a-sexual. Aponi DID make people uncomfortable sometimes. Oh well, he'd jsut have to deal. She should probably change back, when she got to the dorms but she was afraid of alienating this youth further. Perhaps he had some stupidly powerful gift and was able to kill ehr at any second. Though, she WAS quite hard to kill. Her heart was currently where her brain should be. She loved this ability to change around her innards - exept she was pretty much hollow. She didn't NEED human organs to function, but they always helped. Especially when eating and... well.
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Post by Jadyn Amethyst on May 2, 2010 0:40:37 GMT -5
Trust is earned not given. [/b][/size] He still didn't trust her, and it would probably take a lot for him to ever trust her. But it took a lot for him to get to trust anyone, and it would take even more with the lovely first impression that she'd given. He eyed the ipod now on the floor between them but didn't move to retrieve his belonging. How did he know that he could trust her enough to bend down and get it? Maybe as soon as he squatted down in a vulnerable position she'd tackle him and do something to him. Licking his lips he took a tentative step toward the device still giving her a hesitant glare.
"Wrong foot? Try the whole body was wrong." Jay slowly squatted down and reached out blindly for his ipod his eye focused solely on the he/she. "I don't trust you, and even if it's rude I'll be dammed if I tell you my name. I don't need a demon tracking me down via my name."
Some myths involved demons being able to call upon you by simply knowing your name. He knew it was probably just myth, and he honestly knew next to nothing about real demons. But it didn't stop him from being extra cautious. Better to be cautious that to be trapped in some abyss with a demon. His blue eye darted down to the outstretched hand when he finally stood up, but he didn't take it. Sure he was being consistently rude but from the impression he was getting from this demon it was best not to touch them. He took a few steps back staring at the woman/boy as though it might sprout another head that breathed fire. Knowing his luck she could probably do that too.
"Okay, instead of panicking and running away screaming like I had planned on doing. I'm going to be stupid and give you the reason of the doubt. Why are you here? And what do you want with the girls?" If she dodged the question again he was going to do what he wanted all along. Run like hell and get the big guns. Aka he's going to find a teacher, and if he could he'd find the headmaster. If only he was like his brother then he could eat her. Wait, from the way she'd been acting she might like that. Rats, well at least he could have charbroiled her.
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Post by Aponi Lebennon on May 3, 2010 10:30:34 GMT -5
Aponi, or rather, Charlie, frowned. Had she not been clear? Then again, this guy was obviously freaking out waay too much. It was as though he thought she was going to eat his soul or something. She wondered if she could actually eat his soul. She very much doubted it. Taking off ehr hat, and tousling her own dark hair she sat down, cross-legged. She was a little irritated by the boy's distrust, but she guessed he probably didn't like being touched. Even if he had a woman crawling all over him. Maybe he was gay? No, she doubted that very much. He was just young an inexperienced. "Look. I'm a demon. While most of us aren't soul sucking monsters, we do all, in fact, have to consume life force to survive. People generally don't just accept that a demon wants to take their life force. Usually they try and make a deal. And usually, because we don't have much choice, we accept. Or, we haggle a bit. Usually it's something like beign a protector, but, because of the way I greet... new people, there's only one thing on the minds of the guys I try to make deals with." She winked. "Of course, I could always make deals with people in this form, but what could anybody want with a little eleven year old kid like me, eh?" She asked. "So, I go after girls. If being a woman doesn't work, I try and charm them, looking like this. My brother always was very charming." He stretched like a cat, and put his hat back on. She looked up at the boy, and once again at the eye patch. Maybe he was blind in one eye? Or maybe it was missing. Maybe he had an infection? BUt the eye patch seemed to look a part of him so she doubted it. Oh well. If he ran, he ran, she could probably find her way on her own. (Am now RPing them both from this account since they have a paact ^_^) |
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Post by Jadyn Amethyst on May 6, 2010 0:44:31 GMT -5
Self sacrifice does not equal hero.
Ipod in hand he stood and did the only thing he could really do as she spoke: glare. He enjoyed glaring when the people deserved it and sometimes he enjoyed glaring just for the heck of it. It tended to make people uncomfortable because well a guy glaring with one eye and a patch over the other tended to look kind of creepy. Though the fact that that combo was on a scrawny kid did tend to put a damper on things he still managed to look a tad intimidating even if it was just because of the eye patch. But he also found that if a person practiced enough their glares can be scary no matter the body it came with.
He stuck the music device into his back jean pocket and situated the shoulder bag a little as he continued to glare. Just because she was explaining things to him didn't mean he was suddenly going to have an "ahhh ok" moment. She still creeped him out and he still saw her as a threat. If all she wanted was life force to feed on why not catch a squirrel or something? Or maybe lean against a tree and sap that life force. Wouldn't that work just the same? Or did it have to be from an intelligent being? If so that ruled out a lot of people who went to this school in his opinion. Especially if it was from any of the more muscle bound male variety.
Taking another step back he gave her a look over trying to judge if she/he was going to lunge at him any time soon. He didn't trust her anymore than he trusted a starving, growling wolf. "Okay, you need life force to stay alive. You use 'Charlie' to get in with the girls. Well, I'm pretty sure boys aren't allowed in the girl's dorm for one. And another we're in New York why not just slip into a bar find a passed out drunkard and steal their life force?" He felt like he was talking about Jedi from Star Wars or something with all this talk about the force. It also felt like he was talking to a vampire, which technically in a way she was she just fed off of life straight rather than blood.
"How much life stuff do you need anyhow?" Jadyn was not a hero, he was a coward and he knew that, and was oddly okay with that most days. But he was not about to let her go feed off some random girls when he could do the job. It wasn't his best idea, nor what it an idea that he liked, but he was willing to take one for the team as long as it didn't end up with him dead or her doing 'things' to him. As long as neither of those lines were crossed what was the harm?
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Post by Aponi Lebennon on May 8, 2010 7:28:28 GMT -5
Aponi stared at him and laughed. The small boy with the old fashioned clothes laughing at the scrawny kid with the eye patch. But the idea, of that guy giving her life-force was ridiculous. She preferred people that looked as if they had a bit of life left in them, not sombre guys that would probably flail if she breathed tooo hard. Though, he had a valid point about squirrels. And trees. But she had to make a deal to get any amount of substantial life-force out of something. And, being unable to speak squirrel, she was limited to people. looking back at him she laughed again. He hadn't even told ehr his name. What could he want that she could possibly give him? He was an a-sexual, and she had no money, and she didn't really have any other things. She couldn't be bothered being a body guard for him, and he looked the type that didn't want to be mothered. Then again, he might have just been asking how much life force she needed. But he didn't seem the kind of person that would ask things for the sake of curiosity, because it involved talking to other people. Or maybe she was rading him all wrong and she had just overstepped it. No, she'd been around for a while, and if there was one thing she did know, it was people. "Look, kid, I need life enough to keep me going untill you're dead. Now, considering I'm already 127, and relatively young for a species like my own, that's not a good sign. I'd rather take life from something that actually had life to begin with, if you were thinking about offering. And, anyways," She slowly resumed her own form. "There isn't much that I could offer that you'd want, is there?" She asked. He would probably scarper now, or get mad, but she didn't care. Who was he to insult a demon at least five times his age. It was disgraceful. Fair enough, he was a cocky little kid. And Charlie had only been eleven when he had died. But still! SHe should sand-blast him. Luckily, she was too nice. (OOC: sorry it's so terrible  ) |
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Post by Jadyn Amethyst on May 24, 2010 23:18:16 GMT -5
This woman, boy, girl, demon, crazy b*tch was one of the most irritating, rude, aggravating person he had ever met. She infuriated him nearly instantly and nearly every time she opened her mouth to boot. As she stood there laughing at him all 'good will' he had left had just went out the proverbial window. He crossed his arms glaring at her until she had had her little laugh and stood there while she berated him as well. Like he had nothing to give it wasn't like he was dying for goodness sake. Sure he wasn't some big beefy number but he wasn't exactly sickly either.
"You know what? Forget it. It was stupid to even think of helping you. Thief, kidnapper, manipulator, perverted old lady wanting to molest little girls. Yeah, sounds exactly like the type of person that needs my help." He rolled his eyes not caring who he just rambled off those words to. Not caring what she was, how old she was, or how powerful. She had yanked him around, stole his ipod and been just plain insulting the entire time. At first he was pissed now he was just fed up. If she needed help like she claimed then she could just find somebody else.
Without even a wave goodbye he started storming off. "I hope you starve to death psycho lady, or boy, or whatever." He shoved his hands into his jean pockets to retrieve his ipod and connected the device to his head phones. The people in this school were freaking nuts. Only two more years and he could graduate and disappear forever. Whip-de-frickin-do.
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Post by Aponi Lebennon on May 30, 2010 18:08:51 GMT -5
Aponi. Was. Livid. She didn't care who he was, but no-one. NO-ONE talked to HER like that and ghot away with it. Ok, Maybe she had gone a liite too far, she thought, but, most guys usually liked that stuff....
No! SHe had to be mad. SHe didn't care how cute, or Vulnerable, or.... How could she be mad at such a frail kid! THat shady loner bastard was just too weak to pick on! Why did the weak ones have to have bastard londer personalities. She decided, however, that it was nececary to put on a tight grin and march after him, and either beat him up, or slap him really hard. Aponi could slap people so hard, that they felt it for a week afterwards. Or so she liked to think.
Nonetyheless, she ran after him dow the corridor, in the most dignified fashion she could muster.
"You, little boy, are very rude. I try and be friendly, and you insult me, misinterpret my actions and then walk away!" She slapped him hard and gave him her best glare.
"I kidnapped no-one, and stole from no-one. I may be a perverted old lady, but I do not want to molest any little girls!" She said. She was gearing up for a ful rant. THis would be interesting...
"And I don't know where you get off, not helping and respecting your elders when we're just lookin' for a means of survival!" Her heavy New York accet which she usually tried to hide was starting to come through ever so slightly. "And, what's with this jerkass attitude anyways! I'mma tryin' t be nice, all I need is some immortal that wants a bodyguard or something, and you shun me! You... whatever your name is, eyepatch kid, you disgrace me!" She spat on the floor in front of him and crossed her arms, her eyebrows arched.
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Post by Jadyn Amethyst on May 31, 2010 22:22:54 GMT -5
Very tiny body, very tiny control, very short fuse, bad combo.
She was trying to come off as some freaking martyr? She did steal: stole ipod.And she had dragged him away without asking, and against his will that is called kidnapping, especially since she was way older than him and he was a minor. Friendly? How was she being friendly? Had he missed that part? She'd practically insulted him by saying he wasn't good enough food! He'd started to get a little mad by that one sentence, but was just going to walk away.
Then she slapped him.
As soon as the sting his his cheek it was like he'd snapped. He was already on edge because this women continually did things to piss him off. Now she physically hit him? A deep growl came from his throat and he felt his blood boil. His fingers itched and he knew they'd grown out a bit, and if they were sharp and pointy that meant his eyes were red. Sure he hadn't completely shifted in years, and didn't plan on it now. But he had very little control on the small bits of showing that were occurring now.
"You were far from being nice! You yanked my ipod from my pocket, and dragged me around like I was a rag doll. Do you have no respect for other people that you can't simply ask them?" He snarled at her waving his hands in frustration not caring that she was also ranting at him. "I'm sorry I wasn't good enough food for you, but just because you're old doesn't mean you get respect. People earn
[/b] respect they don't get it handed to them." His skin was itching like mad and his veins felt like they contained liquid fire. "And I have a jerkass attitude because of people like you! Thinking they can do whatever they want to whomever, and demand respect and obedience just because they might be stronger than me!" When she spit at his feet his eye slowly went to the floor then raised just as slowly. "You are vile, and disgusting. I don't give a damn if I disgrace you. I disgrace everyone I meet, so it's nothing new." Pain flickered in his gaze as those words hit a very deep cord. Words that had been told to him since the day he was born. "Next time you need 'help' why not just approach the person and ask? Not steal their belongings, and manipulate them? Honesty is better than playing with people's heads, lady." His voice sounded as though he'd just gargled gravel and with a quick glance he saw an emerald tinge to his skin. "Now if you don't mind I need to calm the f*ck down. I don't feel like ripping my body apart at the moment. It hurts like hell." Shaking he took a step back wanting nothing more than to just attack the women even if he lost, which he would. The boy lifted a hand to cover his forehead feeling a bit dizzy with the rage trying to burst free. "Stupid short temper..." [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color][/font] |
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Post by Aponi Lebennon on Jun 1, 2010 9:29:49 GMT -5
Aponi glanced worriedly. Maybe she really had barked up the wrong tre this time THis guy obviously had powers he could barely control. And, she would probably end up ont he wrong end of them if she provoked him any more. Aponi could admit that she was VERY provokotive - usually guys liked that. Evidently this guy was different. Maybe he had been abused? Physically? SHe didn't care. SHe just felt a strange sort of pity - like she deserved whatever was coming. If there was anything.
As Jadyn had snapped, so had she realized that she was in the wrong too. Maybe, in a school of freaks, you had to be more careful. Aponi loved moments of discoery like this - she usually ignored the epiphanies they gave her, but when she realized that her ass was on the line she definantly took thigns into consideration.
Such was self improvement. Even she could be selfish like that, it seemed.
"I'm sorry." SHe said, simply with an honesty that could not be faked. "Maybe you're right. But no matter how pissed off I get with you, I presume that I've had much longer to hone my abilities, so I won't fight you. Because evidently," She drawled "I've caused you damage already. Whethwer it be mental, physical or any other kind, I reckon I should cause no more." She said.
"I guess, I should be less of a bitch... but, an we start again?" She asked, extending her hand. If he continued to go ballistic, she would simply defend herself untill someone ehard the commotion and sorted him out. Maybe he jsut needed a bucket of water thrown over his head. But for the mean time, she began to gather the dust around her, just in case...
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