When the Leaves Fell{Open to everyone :D}

[Angel]

Vivian swang on the swing listing to the music.She heard someone tip-toeing.She pretened to not notice it.She pulled out the knife in her pants and looked at it.She put the handel on her finger and balanced it.As she balanced it she made it do a couple of flips in the air and land the same way it was before she started the flips.

[Rainbowfountain]

Cherie waw taken a back at first but then smiled and walked over to her. Lightly she fell back as the swing came up and started to swing with Vivian as well.
"What a cool trick!" Cherie said smiling, her long black locks flowing to and fro as she swung.
"I always wanted one of these~!" She started to laugh, but then she became serious, "I'm sorry about your Father. I didn't mean for you to seem him through us. I'm really sorry Ms.Vivian." Cherie looked up to the weird girl, hoping to get an answer, in the corner of her eye she noticed Salamin coming out of the door. She placed a finger over her mouth like a teacher would to a kindergardener, with her other hand she was pointing to the focused Vivian working on her well trained trick.

[Beta 112]

Salanim smiled "Now, now you shouldn't play with knifes, even if you are very skilled with them. I personally never forget to always treat my gun like the lethal weapon it is. Even if I have been around it for so long" said Salanim strideing over to Vivian and laying a hand on her shoulder.

Inside Salanim really wanted to fight, surely this in-keeper would have some of the information Ikovi wanted him to get. Surely he should just...

[Angel]

Vivian catched her knife on the handel with it facing the man.She looked at the girl.She smiled a bit.She then looked at the man and watched him walk over to her and lay a hand on her shoulder.She shrugged it off.
"Thats your oppinion not mine and you better watch what you say because i might just have to kill you someday,"Vivian said.She looked at him and watched him.

[Rainbowfountain]

Cherie stammered a bit, her eyes wide. She completely ignored me!
"Dad! Stop fighting with Ms.Vivian!" Cherie quickly clasped her hands over her mouth once after she spoke. She quickly leaped out of the swing and got in between of them.
"There is no use of mindless violence. I've been around in this world for a long time, I'm tired of hearing and seeing people fight. It's just stupid if you come down to it!" Cherie knew deep down inside that her peace talk wouldn't get the better of them ,especially Salamin who she knew had some problems. Just the scent of his soul reaked with blood and sin.

Deep down Cherie wasn't sure about Vivian's, but she knew that she had done some wrong. Just by feeling the air about her.
"Please! Let's just go play in the snow and run around a few times! Cool off! There is no need for a death match over a woman playing with her knives! In fact!" Cherie clapped her hands together nervously, "How bout we shoot targets or somethin?!!" She chuckled nervously, hoping that this will atleast stop them. The fairy's leafy ears twittered nervously, and poor Cherie couldn't help but sneeze from all of this tension in the air. Then she lookd down, her socks were wet from the snow outside.

[Beta 112]

"Dear," began Salanim, turning to Cherie and smileing "Please calm down" he continued and then picked her up and set her out of the way.

Then he turned to Vivian "If you want to kill me, then kill me. Though I cannot guarantee the safety of your own life, especailly if you try to do it with a knife such as that. Many people have tried to kill me..." said Salanim with a twisted smile, he didn't have his shotgun with him, but even without his gun he was still dangerous, and he still had the bayonet on his person.

The little one is in a frenzy, she doesn't want to see blood, but if this one wishes to fight, I will not refuse her the challenge. In fact it has been a while since I've killed anyone, at least a month...

Salanim cocked his head slightly to the side and gave the sick smile again, he wasn't sure if he could control himself now. He might just start the fight anyway...

[Angel]

Vivian stared at the girl.She sighed and put her knife away.She stood up and stood behind the girl.
"He's a hunter and im a werewolf we pactically hate each other and he's the reason why we werewolves hide in the shadows,"Vivian spat at him.She turned and walked into her house.
"Well anyways im going to watch a movie anyone care to join?"Vivian said.She stood in between the doors and looked back at the twosum.

[Beta 112]

Salanim turned and followed her with his eyes, his smile still broad and his fingers twitched a bit, as if preparing for some epic gun draw in some ridiculously old western movie. But Salanim didn't act, he simply stood there, he should have known, werewolf, not that he cared much, werewolves were not his problems. What was his problem was the way she acted, as if she was the one to be feared and not him.

"Interesting, so this is a werewolf, but what makes you think your worth my time?" asked Salanim, his hand reaching up into his coat, there was a menacing clink as some metallic item stirred inside the fabric...

[Angel]

Vivian sighed.She turned and went inside not bothering to answer the msn's question.She dropped her knife on the kitchen counter and went into her room not bothering to watch a movie.She sat on her bed and went back to reading her book.
"Sometimes i wish i wasn't alive,"Vivian mumbled.

[Rainbowfountain]

Cherie looked up between the two. They were fighting...well not literally fighting... but verbally. The fairy watched as the angered and depressed werewolf walked back inside her home. She reluctantly followed after the twosome, looking back over her shoulder and noticing the snow glowing in the moonlight.Cherie sighed, and closed the door behind her.
She watched as Vivian entered her room, not even bothering watching a movie like she said she would.

There was no use of talking to her, for if Cherie were to talk to a woman who appears older than her, she would be simply laughed at and placed aside. Of course Cherie's wise and adult words would not affect the thick-headed gunslinger who believes that she is nothing more than an ignorant little girl. Besides, if she tried to put some sense in the man anyway, she would only end shot up. Leaving her to clean up her own blood (hence that she cannot truly die).
"This sucks," murmured Cherie. Her stomach growled, "Hey Daddy?" she called suddenly.
"Want something to eat?"

[Beta 112]

Salanim walked inside and began putting his coat and gun back in their respective positions. When his hand lighted on the stock of the shotgun he hesitated, and thank for a moment of killing the werewolf. She wasn't human after all so what did it matter, his eyes flitted over in the direction she had walked and he raised the shotgun.

Salanim was disrupted by a voice, the girl again, and Slanim turned to face her, she was calling him her father, poor thing.

"No dear, I'll be leaving now" said Salanim, and he slung his weapon across his back, deciding against the temptation of a fight.

((OOC: You can still stop Salanim from leaving, but it'll take some careful planning to pull that psycho from his fights if he stay there.))

[Rainbowfountain]

"Are you going to leave here to kill?" Cherie stared up at Salamin with her dark green, ghostly eyes.
"I know your mind is distorted, but I'll ask anyway: What do you get from killing a person? Is it a wonderful feeling, or something complicated like mixed feelings? Regret? Sorrow? Fear? Lust? Joy? Pain killer?" Cherie reached up and grabbed her 'father's' hand, not expecting an answer.
"It's cold out there, it will be pretty lame to find your dead corpse lying out there in the snow. Their are plenty of beasts out there tonight, I can hear them." Cherie's young voice became slightly deeper, "Then again, that won't be a problem for you, you are a fine shooter. Heh, just like my 'sis' Annelia."
Cherie tugged on Salamin's hand a bit, "Eat before you go, do this for me atleast."

[Beta 112]

Salanim's smile vanished for a split second at the question, surely she din't think him insane? But then the smile returned and Salanim returned to his usual self, speaking in his normal gleeful tone "No, no dear, I do not kill out of joy or pleasure, or anything like that. I kill out of necessity, some people must perish for the world to move forward, and sadly some people must kill too. I take no joy in doing my duty to the human race" said Salanim.

Of course those weren't Salanim's own words, those were his brothers, but Salanim liked how they sounded, so compelling. After all Ikovi was used to defending himself against accusations such as the one that had been made to him just now, as Ikovi was generally held accountable for Salanim's actions.

[Angel]

Vivian heard a silent crying sound coming from Maria's room.She closed her book and got up from her bed.She walked to her door,opened it,turned the lights off,shut the door while walking into the hallway and went inside Maria's room.She shut the door behind her and sat down beside Maria's bed.She watched maria make crying sounds,twist and turn in her bed and lightly yelled Jess's name telling him to stop.When Maria's body went still she rested a hand on Maria's right hand.She knows she cant sing very well but atleast she knows humming will help Maria calm down now that she started it over again.She hummed a soft tune every though bits were a little scratchy.She watched Maria as if waiting for her to calm down.

[Rainbowfountain]

Cherie nodded solemnly to the answer, and pulled Salamin over to a chair to sit. "I'll fix us a late dinner." Her leafy ears perked and then lowered back down again. Cherie looked back over to the entrance of the kitchen, she listened to Vivian going in to Maria's room trying to comfort the poor soul. "Maria is screaming, she probably had a nightmare." Her voice was low and filled with sympathy, "I hate dreams, especially when they leave you sleepless for nights."

"Daddy," Cherie called suddenly, looking to him with questioning eyes, "what do you want for dinner? I hate to raid Ms.Vivian's kitchen, but we might as well feed ourselves." Cherie wondered over to the refrigerator which was much to tall and big for her to reach. She climbed on her tiptoes and tried to reach, but she has barely the strength to pull. So instead of getting a chair, Cherie flapped her winter bug like wings and grabbed the handle to the refrigerator door. With all her might, Cherie pulled and the door swung open. The force from the sudden door opening sent Cherie flying back uncontrolably and she landed with a thud on the ground.

Cherie landed quite hard, for she was sprawled out on the floor, her arms out in eagle style. Her fairy dust falling around her. She scrunched up her face and had her eyes shut, trying to deal with the pain, especially when she landed on her back.
"Now that was pitiful! Guess I'm still weak from getting sick!"