The arrival {open}

[risika]

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CAN WE PRETEND AIRPLANES IN THE NIGHT SKY ARE LIKE SHOOTING STARS

( i could really use a wish right now )

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The sun bore down on the black pelt of the wolf as it made it's way through the woods. It seemed like any ordinary type of wolf but in fact this creature was a far cry from it. The she-wolf moved at a steady pace having no reason to hurry when she was perfectly safe in this form. The only real problem would be if there was any hunters in the area but she would be able to sense their approach. It wasn't hunting season either which was a bonus...can't say the same for the hunters, she thought with a wicked smile. If a human happened to be within range then she might like a snack as she'd had a long journey after all.

The trees finally parted and the black wolf found herself in a graveyard. At night a graveyard had a kind of spookiness to it, and she assumed to any human it would still be creepy, but not to her. The she-wolf did not fear the dead. Sensing she was alone, the she-wolf suddenly took on the form of a human. The transformation was instantaneous; so much in fact that if you had blinked then you would have missed it. Risika only appeared to be human when her true species was something that was feared and believed to be pure myth. A vampire. Yes, they did exist

[/i]. Risika wasn't entirely sure what had led her to come to Mystic Falls; she pinned it down to chance but she did suspect a hidden meaning for it, something about the place seemed to call to her. Besides, Risika thought with a devious smile, I've been practically everywhere else throughout my many lifetimes and this will be a nice change.[/color]

Normally the sunlight was lethal to a vampire but the stone she wore, in the form of a ring, was lapis lazuli and it protected her from it. She had only discovered the ring after Rowan's disappearance and only realized what it did from the journal she left behind. There were scribblings of spells and lists of various herbs and power sources in it that she had no real use for but she kept it nonetheless, and always on her person, just like the ring. It was a memento of her and if she had managed to survive that night then she would have taken it with her; it had meant a lot to her. When they were children she used to carry it around wherever they went, she kept to herself, constantly writing things down in her neat, cursive handwriting (the complete opposite of her own).

Risika looked down at the journal in her hand. She hadn't even realized she had taken it out. She felt the worn, red (now a dull colour with age) leather cover, and traced the engraved gold letters that spelled, "ROWAN LYNETTE MARX", lightly with her fingers. She took a deep breath, closing her eyes in the process and pushed the journal back into the pocket of her leather jacket for safe keeping. There isn't time for reawakening the past[/color], she thought, nor do I wish to[/i]. Risika pushed aside the sorrowful feeling that threatened to consume her and instead focused her attention on her environment. "What to do, what to do..." She spoke aloud playing with the options in her mind and observing her long fingernails in a bored manner.[/size][/font][/center]
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• WORDS: 568
• TAGGED: open
• NOTES: sorry it kind of sucks but i promise the next will be better XD
• LYRICS: b.o.b. - airplanes
• BANNER: wilmetta @ caution 2.0
• TEMPLATE: holly @ caution

[yolanda7h]

you heard that i was trouble ,
BUT YOU COULDN'T RESIST
J U S T T A K E A B I T E L E T M E S H A K E U P Y O U R W O R L D
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(once again I'm going to use a bit of my RP sample )

Since coming back to Mystic Falls, it was the Drowning Creek that always called Luke back into its fold. It was natural to be drawn to the scent of spiritual energy in that place, after all much death and destruction occurred there. A certain darkness still seemed to be blanketing the remains of the church, despite the empty tomb underneath. And it was always here that Luke had the most interesting interactions, it could be a perfect place of reflection after all and for Luke it was like a drug-- the beast thumping mad against a still heart and raging to come out.

For Luke, this was peace.

This is where he found the center of his vampiric existence, this gift that was granted to him. To personify the damnation within this world of flesh and blood. The personify the death that every human deserves.

He casually walked the path along the creek, into the woods, passing the ruined church that he used to attend. It was odd seeing it now, and it reminded him of how things never stay. Not even memories, it seemed. But it all really didn't matter. The only thing he was concerned about was the here and now. The present moment. He continued pass the church and towards the bridge, very old memories of his brother tugging at his thoughts. Other memories stemmed from that, all involving violence, hatred...a lot of things that just seemed very frivolous now, after all these years. Not because they didn't matter anymore, but because Luke found reason for the madness, reason that he never thought would be possible to comprehend. Now he was part of the madness. He couldn't have asked for anything else, or anything more poetic.

As he approached the bridge, he saw a woman. She was beautiful to say the least, slender frame, long brunette hair. He was already intrigued.

"What to do, what to do..." he heard her say to herself as he approach, and with that he gave a mischievous grin.

"You're kidding," he said, his expression smug and his voice deep, his tone sarcastic. "Bored in this place? No...say it's not true." His grin grew wider and continued. "I haven't seen you around. New to town?" He dug his hands into his dark jeans which he wore with a blue button up shirt and a black jacket.

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