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Post by blüєyes on Feb 22, 2005 16:37:54 GMT -5
Vanille sat upon the ruins of the Roman buildings gazing down upon the tiny village. Vanille felt rejected - felt like an outcast. She had no one. Vanille's favourite spot was at the outskirts of the village; where the ruins of many buildings are. Roman empires that are now crumbles of concrete. She sat there and watched the sun sinking into the red clouds. "Why did I have to be born on Christmas Eve?" Vanille often thought to herself. People considered her to be cursed. What patrons of Venyre called a loup garou. People thought that Vanille was some sort of supernatural creature; a wolf, or the Devil's angel. When people first move to Venyre, within 24 hours, they know to stay away from her. Vanille has always been good, and didn't have one sign that something evil came upon her. Whenever she walked through the village, people would mutter things like "Look at her eyes. They look like a wolf's eyes." The closest thing Vanille's had to friends are patrons from other villages who wander by the ruins where Vanille often is sitting. Vanille's family abandoned her, and a nice couple, whom Vanille does not remember, took care of her until the age of 10. Vanille then lived on her own in the wilderness for 2 years before realising that she couldn't survive any longer. Reluctantly, the village of Venyre accepted the innocent girl.
Vanille sighed deeply. Her black hair swept across her face as the wind blew. It was dark out. Vanille jumped down from a soapstone wall that was still and tact, and trudged reluctantly back to the village.
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Post by Arashiko2099 on Feb 24, 2005 10:34:57 GMT -5
Walking around the stone piller La Jinn noticed the sad girl.
"Now miss why on a beautiful night like this are you so sad?"
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Post by epitaft on Feb 25, 2005 10:48:37 GMT -5
angelus walked among the streets of this great city, taking what he pleased, food clothing lives, nothing mattered to him. he felt invincible *but is not* seeing a bueatiful marble house he walks into it and murders the occupants, thinkin to himself wow this will be a greats night sleep. and with that he set off to find a meal.
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Post by blüєyes on Feb 25, 2005 12:18:56 GMT -5
Vanille looked up at the tall stranger and sighed. "Hmm, well this might be hard to understand. You must be from another village or else you'd be avoiding me like the plague..." Vanille kicked a stone, and dug her leather boots into the soft dirt.
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Post by Arashiko2099 on Feb 25, 2005 12:29:07 GMT -5
"I cant see why anyone would avoid such a lovely lady as you. I mean you dont look ill, crazy , possessd or even evil. Why would people want to avoid you?"
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Post by blüєyes on Feb 26, 2005 19:23:44 GMT -5
Vanille's mind overflowed with thoughts at that moment. "Uhh...because...umm...well, no reason really. Erm, I just, um, personally think...I'm...scary." Vanille froze. She couldn't tell him the truth; this is the nicest anyone has been to her in a long time. "Anyways, which village are you from?" Vanille quickly changed the subject to make sure that the stranger didn't question her statement about Vanille thinking of herself being scary.
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Post by epitaft on Feb 28, 2005 10:29:53 GMT -5
angelus awoke at night as usual, he strapped on his heavy leather padding and his loose silk shirt and soon he gave the impression of a well build merchant. before long he was out walking the streets when he noticed something unusal for this small town. in all his years he had never seen a fire on the mountain. it brought back memories, of when he was young and febal.
*memory*
it was dark and angelus had a long day hiding in the sewers and was famished. upon leaving the gutters he cought the secent of a simply delicious young lass.and soon angelus was following her, aroownd corners and up a hill, not carring where he was goin she led him to athe acropolis of the city which was in ruins. before he could do anything she said to him
" you might want to run now, i dont know what you are and you certainally dont wana know what i am" she said and with that she transfoarmed into what could best be described as a overgrown dog, moments later the dog set upon angelus starting to tear at his skin, ripping his clothes from his back, and just as it had begun, it ended with a flash the beast was gone and some man was helping him to safety.
*memory end*
prehaps he thought..
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Post by Arashiko2099 on Mar 1, 2005 10:41:01 GMT -5
"Well Im from the valley Elma. But tell me why you think your scary. In fact I think you are very beautiful. I sence though that your not happy with what you are."
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Post by blüєyes on Mar 2, 2005 15:59:04 GMT -5
Vanille sighed. "Okay, but you have to promise not to run away." With that, Vanille took a deep breath and began her story; "Well, patrons of Venyre, my village, think that since I was born on Christmas Eve, I have a curse cast upon me. They think I'm a werewolf or a supernatural creature. What they call a loup garou. Since I'm still fairly young, I don't know for sure if this "curse" really exists, but in some, you can't even personally tell if it happens to you, because you don't usually remember it." Vanille ran her fingers through her soft, black hair. "So, that's it. You probably think I'm some weirdo now, huh?"
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Post by Arashiko2099 on Mar 3, 2005 9:32:27 GMT -5
"Not really. See my village is actually about a months walk from here. In it you would be odd cause they supernaturals know they are what they are. So by you being a werewolf or something it is nothing to me. Cause I am a wizard of sorts. Most of my power derives from being more of a changeling then really anything."
With that La Jinn turns into a cat and brushes against Vanille.
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Post by blüєyes on Mar 5, 2005 1:33:43 GMT -5
Vanille willingly reached down and stroked the cats soft fur. "Wow. Impressive." Vanille giggled and knealt beside the purring animal.
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Post by Arashiko2099 on Mar 8, 2005 10:50:25 GMT -5
Turning back to his real form La Jinn smiles." I can change into anything Ive ever seen in my life. Wether it be people, animals or things."
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Post by blüєyes on Mar 26, 2005 20:05:37 GMT -5
"Wow. Your powers are more useful than mine anyways." Vanille giggled to herself..."Powers...I guess mine aren't powers.." She reminded herself.
"I hate my village. They're always bringing heredicts and sinners through, causing huge commotion. Your village sounds peaceful and...accepting." Vanille rolled her eyes.
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Post by Arashiko2099 on Mar 31, 2005 13:45:42 GMT -5
"Accepting yes. Peacful not close. Just near the village on the mountains is a fort of the Dark Blades. We just stay in the village and they attack us. But we turn them back easliy. It just gets annoying. Now why do you say your powers are useless?"
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Post by blüєyes on Mar 31, 2005 16:01:08 GMT -5
"Well, I wouldn't exactly call them powers. Well, the thing I do..is turn into a werewolf, and not even by control. I just do it on Christmas Eve when there's a full moon. Luckily, it hasn't happened yet, but 'eventually' it will." Vanille scratched her head. "I was thinking about heading to the Monastery. You're welcome to come if you'd like."
Vanille turned away and began to walk further away from Venyre. "Come on. I want to get there before the abbot awakes.."
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