B.L.’s Comments (group member since Dec 15, 2012)

B.L.’s comments from the A Wild in Colbie group.

Xander can tell what Kylie is trying to do, but he doesn't look at her, afraid his brother's perceptive gaze might notice if Xander's heart starts beating out of his chest. Xander has had many years practice of showing no emotion, and he's good at it, but some things you just cannot hide. Damien smiles calmly at Kylie for a second before glaring back at Xander, Xander rolls his eyes knowing whats coming.
"You always have to do this Xan, just when you are needed to act a little bit human, would it really kill you to be a bit compassionate"
"I don't know, it might, better not test it just in case" says Xander with a shrug of his broad shoulders.
Damien's gaze gets even more steely as he snaps "Compassion isn't a weakness Xan". Xander's dark blue eyes slit at that,he clenches his fists and then loosens them trying to not lose it. Xander says "You can tell compassion exactly what I told love and remorse"
"What?" asks Damien.
"That they can both piss off because I don’t want or need either of them"

"What type do i look then irish boy?" says Cas, eyebrow arched, her tone teasing.

Xander raises a dark pierced eyebrow at the beautifully damaged girl, he almost didn't hear her because once Xander gets into his own world that is it, his place to feel like he belongs despite all the reasons for that not being the case. Xander has never been normal, doesn't know what it feels like to be anything other than the dangerous badass from the wrong side of everywhere. Xander wonders what the girl is hiding behind her obvious, at least to Xander, facade. In his picture she is not smiling, his art shows the truth of people. Xander has drawn a massive black rose behind the girls head along with a smashed mirror, a shard held in the girls hand as a single tear of blood rolls down her cheek. She is still beautiful, in a way only Xander knows. The only thing missing is the eyes, he has only drawn what he believes is there, he yearns to see them and do it properly. Xander's gaze burns into her still as he says, ignoring her radiculously normal question, "Do you reckon the stars are lonely?" he gestures at them with his chin, his 5 o clock shadow still looming after a day of not shaving.

Marie -- l'éssentiel est invisible pour les yeux wrote: "n'aww thanks c:
i've been meaning to use this template for a month now, haha.
i'm making a guy, too...just so it's fair"

Like i said make as many as you like, i'm not weird with the rules in my rp groups (mostly because there pretty much aren't any ;) x

Xander's intense gaze doesn't leave the damaged girl, his hand twitches almost painfully with the need to draw her, he so desperately wants to see her eyes. Xander has always loved drawing or painting eyes, even when inking a tattoo eyes are always his favourite. For Xander eyes say everthing, you can hide whats i them, they hold every secret, every lie, every horrible or beautiful thing you have ever seen. Xander begins to draw the outline of her, his eyes flicking backwards and forwards as he does so, taking in every angle of her. The girl is beautiful, but not in the way people might expect, like a rose with black petals.

Xander finishes off the rough sketch as a girl walks across in front of him, she looks distracted and Xander has the sudden urge to draw her. Xander, as a child, felt as if he never understood people, for that reason he never had many mates, not that he really wante loads anyway. Until one day when he found an old piece of chalk on the playground and started to draw on the pavement in the playground. He drew people, and somehow he found himself understanding them through his art. Xander used his unique ability to read people, despite not understanding them, and drew it so he began to truly see the reaity of a persons heart and soul. Strange how the one thing that made him an outcast also meant he knew people better than their closest friends. Xander watches the girl carefully, she seems distressed, Xander has always been drawn to damaged people, because thoese people are the best to draw or paint.

Looks brilliant so far x

Chloe♪ {It's time to take a risk, sweetheart✯} wrote: "thankies.c:"

Posted x

Xander sits on the bench in the middle of the town, the one thing Xander loved, apart from the beach, about this town was that there are hardly any people around most of the time. So sitting now in the centre with no one around, just the cobble stones under his feet and the stars above him. It's late, but Xander can never really sleep, not for a long time. Xander supposes it will cause him to break down soon enough, but after years of nightmares, death and pain in a nasty vicious circle Xander half hopes he'll never sleep again. Xander has his sketch pad out, as he usually does these days, he just gets twitch in his hand randomly and just HAS to act on it. No true artist can ignore the twitch. The pure driven need to create something with a pencil or a paint brush. Since moving here and getting a job at the local tattoo and peircing place Xander feels like he's finally found somewhere he can be himself, or at least not have to hide everything. His body is covered in tattoo's and quite a few pericings too, he's all to aware of the affect he has on people, what with a bar through his eyebrow and tongue along with tattoo's covering his arms, chest and shoulders. But Xander stopped giving a shit what other people think a long time ago. His pencil sweeps over the page.

yeah i'll go start x

Take that in the face, i loved it too x

Uh oh

Yeah, ok, better they don't know each other too much because of Xander's past x So where you want to meet up

Cue dancing

Marie -- l'éssentiel est invisible pour les yeux wrote: "eerrr
hi

'tis too late to make a character? >.>
i'm marie
by the way"

Welcome to the mentaltasticness Marie, and no make as many as you want whenever you want and let me know if you ever want to RP ok xxx

I know, i saw his picture randomly and thought SAVE!, in pictures folder for when i feel like giving up on all boydom ;) But yeah we can do Xander, where do you want to start, do you want them to meet randomly, or know each other? x

I like romance, but we can do friendship if you'd rather x And i was reading through your character and i'd say either Xander or Soren, you go read them and tell me which you'd rather go with x

you know i'm always up for it, but i dont mind if you'd rather not x

Accepted x

Xander gives his brother a challenging look when Damien's gaze doesn't sofen, "She's lying, I threw her into the boot and took her to freakin narnia, or that might have been all the drugs, how the hell would i know after the massive freakin orgy right before we headed off to rob that bank" says Xander as casual as possible.
Damien glowers and snaps "Would it kill you to be serious for fucking once?"
Xander shrugs and says "I don't know, better not test it just in case brother".