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Salem nodded, "Um, hi...You are attractive." He said with grin..."So what happened to the hot guy?" He asked curiously. He was looking aorund like he should be there. He sighed in disappointment, "Well, damn...guess I missed him." Salem often thought of cussing, but never had. It was probably the wort just talking. "Should I be leaving now?" He asked feeling a bit dizzy as he motioned his arms on the wheels of the chair but the harder eh pushed the more he realized he wasn't going anywhere. Not that he would have gotten far with as weak as he was. It would take his body a small while to heal fully and build blood back up. His frown quickly turned upside down when there he was standing in teh doorway his hands in hsi pockets leaned against the automatic door frame. He was shirtless and that about sent Salem over the edge. "Wow...He is hotter than he was before...Look at that body. Fuck I wish I had a body like his...Hell I want him!" Salem said his jaw dropped at seeing Ash.

Ash stepped in with a light smile, "I am glad to see the kid is alright. What story did you use to convince the doctors it was a normal shooting? Better yet, how did you keep him quite?" Salem made a rather ticked off face for a moment, "Hey, I'm not a kid! I'm almost legal, thank you!" Ash raised and eyebrow at Salem ,"Legal for what exactly?" Salem smirked, "Um, well...wouldn't you like to know?" Ash smiled and shook his head, "Yeah, not sure if the drugs have worn off of him yet, but he seems to have a mouth on him."

Alex opened his eyes in pure shock and fear thinking he was still under attack. Once he saw Stephanie he relaxed a bit more but the pain was unbareable and he had lsot a lot fo blood already. He had blood inthe back of his throat gargling as he spoke, "Hazel...They used hazel...I breathed it in..." He managed shaking violently in shock. Any Sleepwalker or Familiar could take a lot fo pain, but if hazel was used he was human for a few hours which meant no pain tolerance and no accelerated healing. It also meant no immortality if he didn't make it through the hour it would take for the hazel to wear off he could possibly die. He was shaking violently in shock and cold sweat poured down his face mixing with tears and blood. He tried talking in his shakey voice, "Th...they...were...everywhere...Hunters...they...were having a full....sca..scale hunt...They already had.....si...six Wit...Witch heads....They knew...I was...a...Fam..Famil...iar." He said it with pure fear and pain. A guy who was as bold and stubborn as he was could never go into that much shock unless they truly hurt him mentally and physically.

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((lol he is not wearing any clothes when a Sleepwalker or Familiar shifts they have no clothes on. that means his shorts and underwear are still in the kitchen floor, oh and the empathy link isn't physical it is all emotional pain nothing can be physically felt just emotions. lol...Sorry I keep correcting you I just want to make sure you understand everything.))

lol somebody has got to keep track of something cause I am not doing very good at keeping track of much of anything else haha

Salem nodded everything being a bit fuzzy, but that was probably the PTSD making him forget his horrible past. It was like a natural defense when something horribly scarring occurred he simply forgot it and was left with night terrors because of it. Only certain situations triggered it while he was awake so eh tried living aclam lifestyle, if hsi school bullies would back off, but from what he could remember Kali said something about Variel taking care of that. "Um, nice to meet you..." He said plainly, but the wort was still in his system a bit and it would have to wear off slowly. Probably another hour or so and it would. "Truthfully, given the current circumstances it isn't nice to meet you at all. right now I wish I wasn't meeting you or in this wheelchair for that matter. This is the second trip here this week. Don't we have magic that can fix my problems...surely you guys know spells or something and can avoid hospitals." His mind was going a hundred miles per second in every direction. "Wait...I specifically remember a hot guy...Please tell me I wasn't dreaming. I was being swept off my feet by a really hot guy." Okay so if he was in the clsoet to anybody else on Wort it was impossible for him to be becuase he was pretty much telling everyone everything that popped into his head. "I remember some crazy guy asking me a load of questions and after that a dog and you two and the the hot guy."

lol Ash's mere connection to Reyna's husband and his murder.

The whole Kali Salem one feels like we just went with the flow and now she wants him to take her place as seer should something happen to her.

((ok np I didn't figure you did know that's why I said something. no big just don't do it again.))

It was seven in the morning the sun had risen and Alex wasn't in his bed. He was sneaking through backyards in the buff covered in blood running for his life. He tripped over a garden hose and flipped over a fence. He got back up not daring to look back. The backdoor was locked the enchantment was on the front door and there was no chance of getting back in through the front as people were out jogging and getting ready for morning service at the church. He started beating on the door. He had lost far too much of his energy fighting them off to turn back and luckily it wasn't mistletoe it was just hazel dust. They put it in a fog machine and it engulfed him. He had been running all night long and with no way of escape, but he thought he had given them the slip. He couldn't turn into a leopard and he was bleeding out badly. His chest and abdomen were both slashed with long deep cuts. He was holding his get as blood kept pouring out. He beat against the door with his fist as hard as a normal mortal could before collapsing at the front door. His heart was pounding and he was in a panicked state of mind. Hopefully Stephanie felt it too and didn't think it was jsut a bad dream. He was hurt badly and fromteh blood loss he begna to lose consciousness. He managed one last breath of words, "Steph..." Then it was total blackout.

((Post at their house?))

Damien nodded with a smile, "Whatever you say, baby...just lead the way cause I feel like the three blind mice." He joked as they walked toward the vehicle. He was ready to get home deep down, but he couldn't stop himself from feeling high and intoxicated beyond all else. Had Variel not been with him he would have surely died.

Ikr!! I try to bounce my characters between scenes and people so I can make the rp complex and at the same time keep my collabs going because one person doesn't spend their whole life with another person every single day they interact with others on occasions.

For example:
Salem Devereux - Collab w/ Kali (KT's Seer)
This collab was unplanned, but Salem never had any real collabs previously but his connection to Variel and Damien. Salem has interacted with both groups.

Ash Redd - Collab w/ Reyna (KT's Rogue) & Florence (Kaley's Hunter)
He has been interacting with Max and Reyna for the time being and will son, hopefully begin to interact with Florence as well.

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Artemus Ashling - Collab w/ Variel (Kt's Familiar)
Variel is his sister, but right now he is concentrated on killing Aurelia before he even encounters Variel.

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((Nightshade...that is called God modding I'm not offended just watch it next time. When you do something for the other person's character as if playing as that character it is against the rules to powerplay sorry. In case you didn't catch it, Unmoved, Alex kept looking at her to open the door. She succumbed to his big kitty eyes, sighed and opened the door. Alex stealthily walked out of the house before bolting off down the lawn.

It is one thing to say Stephanie closed the door once alex left that is fine, but you can't say that Alex went through the lawn and walked off given he isn't your character. The other person in this case (me) could have wanted more interaction after your post abotu Stephanie. It is not wise to do such things so I'm trying to help you out. If it is not your character don't say they did something only talk about your character and what your character does. I'm being nice because the way you did it seemed as though you didn't know of such an rp rule, but it is here in this group and many others. So when rping in other groups I could have just saved you from getting kicked out of them. A lot of people take it very seriously.))

lol I used to do that a lot.

Yep been there...before I never really thought I had amuse either but after a lot of thinking it was my girlfriend who inspired my art and writing. I never thought anyone or anything could hold such influence in my life. Exhaustion played a part in it for me simply because I was mentally drained and it made my body think it was physically drained.

Artemus's senses were going haywire as he tasted the air with his tongue and the familiar scent of Aurelia was nearing. If snakes could grin he would have. Artemus coiled up a tree and rested on a low branch as she approached. She was completely lost in her own world. Artemus waited a second before she passed under him and struck out quickly. His mouth open and fangs extended he locked onto her upper arm. Sticking his fangs deep into her skin he hung on tightly. He was going to get as much as possible to drain her. It would only make her weak for a few days, but at least the witch would be far more vulnerable no matter the time limit it took to kill her. Her soul would be missing a piece. His eyes turned blood red. He began to suck in a deep red light through his fangs flowing form her like blood just glowing. He finally released and dropped onto the old boards that clearly hadn't seen maintenance in what seemed like fifty years. He fell with the thud and shook his head a bit feeling the pressure. Then his deep glowing red eyes faded in light but kept their colour. He showed his fangs at her wondering if she would recognize him. If so he was currently the vulnerable one. He wasn't one for testing if he could swim as a snake and his only option now was either charge her or race the other way. With energy coursing through his veins he became as reckless as her. He darted forward fangs barred and pure muscle slithering right at her.

yeah I know that KT lol...You are always my go to collaborator lol...We just creatively click like that haha

Kaley you amy have Writer's block many people who write often will contract Writers block once their minds have reached full creativity overload. You lose inspiration and all enthusiasm for it until you cna find your muse again. Once before my muse for writing was my girlfriend. We broke up and things went down hill and then we stopped tlaking altogether and finally I accepted I need to be my own muse so I grew out of my writer's block. Everything I wrote while I had it was just blah to me. People liked it and found it fun to rp with me at times or read my work, but I felt no true image in it and I found a lot of rest and well deserved change in your surroundings can tend to help.

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((lol ikr!!)

ƘƬ ~๓ครợยєгค๔є ợยєєภ~ wrote: "What's that about?"

The Number 23, Starring Jim Carrey, speaking of Canada...haha, is about a man who's wife buys him a book called The Number 23 by Topsy Krett. Get it Top Secret haha...Anyway as he reads the book he becomes obsessed with the number 23 working it into everything in his life from the colours, red, specifically, to important dates. He finds that 23 fits into everything in the world and everything in his life. He starts to believe the book is about him only to dive deeper into it's mysteries and without spoiling the ending he discovers that he and the author have far more in common than his wife lets on for him to believe. The book he is reading is abotu a detective and eventually how he becomes a murderer. Walter/ Jim Carrey goes on to look for the true murderer discovering more than enough evidence to lock the guy up only to find that his wife has her own secrets about the author and his past.

Yeah I'll be visiting with my parents this weekend so activity probably won't happen until sunday.

Kaley it's understandable just ask KT we both have those days.