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Post by !!\ZEPHYR/!! on Mar 19, 2009 18:38:47 GMT -5
<3 <3 <3
Looking at the many tombstones that littered the few acres of dirt, an ear twitched, and yellow eyes glistened in the night. A single soul let out a soft mew, and tiny paws stepped lightly over the brown and red leaves, causing them to crunch and crinkle beneath the night-colored columns. The eyes blinked, and the lips moved again, another mew sounding in the night. It was an eerie sound. The eyes blinked, causing the eyes to disapear from afar, then reappear, setting the area aglow.
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My tail slashed the air, and I bounded foreward, the gravestones becoming blurrs until I slowed my gait and continued slowly foreward. The small bench stood in a 5 foot clearing, where no other stones scattered the leaf covered ground. I yawned, leaping onto it and shaking quickly, causing my fur to act like waves down my body. Finally, I sat down, resting throbbing limbs. My eyes searched the area once, then looked down at the cold stone. Ahh, it was a comfort though.
I closed my eyes, but still sat tense. My tail layed across the stone bench, and drooped over the side of it, the end swishing in mid-air. I started purring, the graveyard becoming alive with the sound of a thundering roar, though it was just the pleasure sound of a male cat. A shapeshifter.
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Post by morgen on Mar 19, 2009 18:48:01 GMT -5
Lucien walked slowly through between each tomb stone, one after another. The feathers on his wings slightly moving by the mist that move slightly under him. His eyes scanning every grave for two names. He looked one after another, one of Luke, and one of Cindy. He knew these names because his mother had put a name tag around his neck saying "Lucien. Son of Cindy and Luke" before he was put into the basket. He stopped and felt a warm rush of water fall down his face.
"Not here, not now. I've been crying and crying... that's why my demon comes out- my emotions are so strong." he said outloud to himself. He start walking again and found two stones next to each other. "Cindy" and "Luke" so Lucien got on his knees and rubbed his hands against the names.
"I'm here mom, dad. How could you have fallen then have me ma? I don't even know how to fl-" he stopped and stood up. He turned quickly and scanned the area.
"WHO'S THERE!" his voice echoed.
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Post by !!\ZEPHYR/!! on Mar 19, 2009 18:58:16 GMT -5
<3 <3 <3 The tail stopped its twitching, and eyes shot up, glaring. "I have as much right to be here as you do. Now, shut your yap, before you wake the dead!" I yowled, leaping from the bench and hissing. He was so loud, this boy. This... angel. I sneered, crinkling a soft, short black nose. A slick black cat body was perfect for the ambiance of the cemetary.
I smirked, feeling the body twisting around me as I stood on two. I wasn't returning to my handsome form, infact, I was becoming a mirror, the perfect image of the angel that was a mere few feet from my now heavenly bod'. The wings spread out from this body, showing the handsome black feathers that ruffled in the soft autumn wind. I took in a shaky breath, and curled pink lips into a smile. "Hello there, angel."
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Post by morgen on Mar 19, 2009 19:14:50 GMT -5
Lucien saw the cat jump from his mother's grave. His eyes squinted and watched as the cat got on two and slowly grew wings and lost fur. The creature's hair turned greenish and his eyes turned brown. The same outfit apeared on the shapeshifter that Lucien had on.
"This a jo-" the Lucine stopped at the word angel. He tightened his fists and tried to calm himself down.
"Ya, I wish I was" he said, looking up at the full mooned sky. A frown apeared on his face.
"And tonight you'll see why" he said, his voice cracking to a deeper voice. Anyone could tell that he was fighting back the thing inside him. He was an angel cursed by and unknown dad, an unloving mom, and a demon inside of him that came out often.
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Post by !!\ZEPHYR/!! on Mar 19, 2009 19:19:41 GMT -5
<3 <3 <3 I blinked, tilting my head and smiling. "Alright then. So your not an angel. A fallen?" I asked him, holding out a rough, large hand, a duplicate of his. "C'mon. Im harmless." I said, and smiled more. "My name is Naoto. No last name. How bout you?" I said quickly, not letting him answer the first question. Whether he was an angel or a fallen was not near my buisness, so I dropped it quickly.
"Perhaps, we could be friends? I am awfully lonely, and truthfully, Ive never had a friend. I've always ran away." I said, blushing and looking down, then back at him and smiling.
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Post by morgen on Mar 19, 2009 19:29:42 GMT -5
Lucien snickered when he claimed he was harmless. He shook his head in reply of the fallen angel part. Lucien sat on his mothers grave and looked at the moon. His sigh seemed rough and dark... evil, will you. Lucien loked at the copy and stood up and stretched out his hand.
"Well, you can't be this Naoto boy cus right now you're Lucien" he said with a crackle in his voice. His wings fluffed andclaws started growing on his hands. He quickly pulled his hand away and put his hands behind his back.
"I'm sorry, I... I hurt everyone I know. I had a crush on this girl but... she's to interested in griffins... SHE HATES BE BECAUSE OF MY DEMON!" he told then hissed at the end. He backed up and looked down.
"I'm sorry, listen, you'de better get outta here. My demon comes out when there is a full moon and he always stays in the graveyard. If he smells you-" he stopped and took another step back then he repeated, "if he smells you, you'll die. No joke kid!" Lucien was 18 and figured this boy was younger than him, maybe by a year, maybe more.
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