KBelle’s Comments (group member since Nov 25, 2013)

KBelle’s comments from the The Volturi (A Twilight RP) group.

"Like?" He led on, his smile never slipping as he leaned against the chair. Though it seemed it was more for the motion of it, as if he were having his portrait painted, than for relaxing.

"Then if you reject my truth, what do you believe the reason is?" He questioned, his eyes settling upon to pierce hers.

"Just to see you. Admire your beauty" his eyes flitted to her wrist for only a half a moment then away as he cleared his throat.

His heart hammered as he breathed in deeply, watching her carefully as he stood awkward and silent.

Yet Caius was an old and experienced vampire, with greater restraint possibly than that of Aro. His irises turned slightly red but other than that he held it all in. "Oh. You're bleeding. " he pointed out simply.

He made a face and stood uncomfortably, as he imagined any accused human would. "And what might those be?"

He noticed but did not say anything, as he had never been, and still wasn't, a sexually driven creature. He draped his cloak across the back of a chair and stood in it, nearly leaping to bite her as soon as the door shut.

He smiled at the irony of the words "taking a bite" and chuckled, shaking his head. "Well, Snow. I'm no evil queen. May I come in?"

"Caius," he replied, leaning stiffly against the door frame and licking his lips as his eyes seemed to penetrate her own. "Yours?"

"To enjoy your company," he smiled, his eyes meeting hers as he tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, inhaling her scent and feeling his insides shudder.

He pressed one hand against the door and easily matched her entire bodily strength with one gentle push. "I know this is not socially acceptable. But neither is sneaking into my castle and trying to take pictures of me," he smirked, looking placidly down at her. "May I come in?"

Caius walked in, avoiding the flocks of people who tried to get his autograph or a picture with him. A wuick chat with a staff member and he was led to her room where he stood. He smoothed his hair neatly and adjusted his black coat, knocking twice, and only twice, upon her door.

((I made a hotel))

Only the finest money can buy...

((lol she's gonna freak!! Who is she here with?? I'll make a hotel!))

((alright. How would he contact her))

((kk. What happens between now and then?))

((Is this where Athenadora comes in? And how is it all going to play out?))

Great! Just a few questions. How is he so hott?? Who is Corin?

He frowned, his arms crossed as he stood in thought and watched her go. Why hadn't he attacked her? Because she was Ariadne, that's why. Because he had loved her, and he thought he had lost her. He smiled slowly, wondering if what she'd said was true.