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

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

Soren puts his sketchpad back into his beaten up black satchel, and then they start to walk along side each other. Soren looks over at Audrey, starting to feel more comfortable talking to her, "He's got terminal cancer. So no, I don't think he will. Not unless a cure is suddenly discovered in the next 6 months" says Soren. His voice holds pain and slight frustration. "Why are you here, in Colbie i mean?" he asks so he can avoid anymore talk of death.

Soren pauses and slowly turns back to look at Audrey, his gaze is intense and he moves closer to her before say saying "Would....you....would you like.....would you like me to walk with you? Town is small, and i'm not looking forward to going home, my uncle is in hospital. I kind of wish i'd stayed at uni....at least...i did, before..". Soren still has to force the words but he finds himself feeling slightly more confident, he hasn't felt this connected or comfortable around anyone since....well, never.

Soren ignores how his insides light up at her apreciation and praise, his eyes flash with satisfaction for a moment. Soren nods, "I liked drawing you.", he means it as a compliment but it probably comes out a bit weird. Soren closes his blue eyes for a moment and then almost reaches out to touch her, but his hand recoils at the last minute and he turns to walk away.

Soren nods, almost suprised that she would accept. But he also finds himself feeling grateful that and....possibly even happy that she will have it. Soren rushes over to his tree and picks up the drawing, it is finished and shaded. The ground is slightly damp but the picture has not suffered. Soren wonders if she will like it. Before taking it to her Soren pauses to write on the bottom of the picture By Soren Zander, to Audrey, the girl with colbie beach grey eyes. Soren folds the picture twice and takes the it over to Audrey, he gives it to her.


(Think this kind of style http://images.fineartamerica.com/imag...)

Soren manages to get his trembling under control and says "Ok....i'm sorry, im not very good with.....people" he's stating the obvious. She must think he's a freak. Most people do. Which had never bothered Soren, let them think what they want as long as they stay clear. Soren shakes his head and his face tenses for a moment before saying "Can i give you something?". Soren senses that Audrey isn't the type to judge but that doesn't make him feel any less strange.

Dad. Dad. Dad. Soren's mind pulls out a memory and pushes into his concious thought. In the memory Soren is in his living room. His old living room. The living room with grey walls. The living room with grey walls that have hand prints all over them, dirty hand prints, bloody hand prints. The carpet is scratchy and bags of litter are everywhere. Soren learnt to avoid the rubbish as he sits there. Soren is 5. Soren has been bad. Soren can feel wetness coming from his forehead. The red wetness falls into his eyes and stings white hot. Soren, dance for Daddy, and try not to fuck it up. Mummy fucks it up. Little Soren dance for us. Soren snaps out of the memory, he forces himself to stop. His hands are trembling and he clenches them tight. "The beach is safe" is all Soren can say, his blue eyes are alight with pain and he looks away from her grey ones so like the walls.

Soren can tell she is still very uncomfortable, he loosens up his limbs a bit so he isn't standing so tensly and says "I came here when i was 9.....I like it...there aren't many people....especially at the beach.....it's quiet....i like the to draw there". It is an intense struggle for Soren to even force out those words but once theyare out he feels a little better.

"No. But i'll take your word for it" replies Damien, he looks out over the beach for a moment and then says "I have to go visit someone Kylie, my aunt....and my brother".

Soren realises that Audrey seems even more nervous than him, which doesn't happen often. He is grateful that she doesn't push his boundries by trying to get eye contact. Although he does look at her eyes breifly unable to miss a chance to confirm their colour and warmth. Soren had always had a knack for reading people, which was ironic considering how much time he spent trying to avoid them. Soren can tell that Audrey is kind, and honest just by watching her carefully. His artistic hands ache to draw her again but he refrains not wanting to come off even weirder than usual. "Your not from here", it isn't a question.

Ever can feel tears at the back of her eyes and she wills them to not spill out. Ever moves closer to Brayden despite her better judgement and whispers "I'm scared of loving you den, I don't want to hurt", the feeling of Brayden consumes Ever.

After they had moved away and the car had stopped blaring loudly Soren turns to look at the girl, he still won't meet her gaze directly though. Soren knows he should ask if she's ok but he feels pressure and when Soren feels pressure he becomes very introverted. The girl seems to be just as nervous so that makes Soren feel slightly more comfortable. Soren runs a hand through his white blond hair and says quietly "I'm Soren".

Kol smiles and says "yes Ror, i would love to hold you". Kol closes his eyes breifly and just revels i the act of holding Rory so close.

Soren stands up suddenly and leaves his sketch pad behind to run over to the girl. His blue eyes fill with slight panic at the cars noise,but depite his irrational fear Soren puts his hand out to the girl he had been drawing and helps her up. "We should get away from the car" he say simply, he doesnt let his eyes meet hers.

Soren continues to draw the girl he was now beginning to think of as beautiful, because that is how he is drawing her. And not the firey beauty of a firework, more the calming loveliness of a buring candles flame. Soren feels he could draw her for hours.

Soren sketches the outline of the girl; he had drawn many people before without them knowing, but this feels different. As Soren begins to go more in depth with the drawing he feels the need to get a closer look. For the first time he finds himselfwanting to know the exact colour of this girls eyes, to see how her mouth curves when she smiles. These feelings are quite unfamiliar for Soren, his drawing is beginning to form and come to life in front of him.

Kol pulls her closer and resists the urge to crush her to him and whisper in her ear "I love you, my everything. This is it. Your always it for me". Kol kisses her gently. This is what he wants, his Rory in his arms or the rest of their lives, it can only get better when they have their sons with them.

Soren takes out his sketchpad and looks out over the park, it is suprisingly empty, but thats just the way Soren likes it. Having a lot of loud people around still makes Soren a bit on edge. At university he had spent a lot of moments terrified of everyone, his housemates had been loud. Soren is on a special scholarship at the Bristol university of fine art, which is lucky because he'd never be able to afford it otherwise. His uncle is good to him, but that doesn't mean he can give Soren everything. Soren see's a pretty girl who is sitting on the grass playing with the blades, she looks nervous too and it makes Soren's hands itch to draw her; so he does.

(Made my character x)

Name:Soren Zander

Age:19

Gender:Male

Sexuality:

Apearence:



Background:Soren was raised by his uncle in Colbie since he was 9 because Sorens parents were both drug addicts. Soren was abused by his parents and their druggie friends, because of this Soren is emotionally and physically very scarred from his childhood. He didn't talk for two years after he came to live with his uncle. Soren went to secondary school and then to sixth form. Afterwards Soren got into the university of fine Art in Bristol. Now he is back for the summer to visit his sick uncle in Colbie.

Personality:Soren had rage issues as a child and as a teenager because of everything he went through. But he really isn't a hateful person, he doesn't like to open up to people. He expresses his emotions through art, he likes to do coal and pencil drawings. Soren had always been amazingly good at his art, it's where he bares his soul. Soren is rather kind hearted and struggles with his dark past, he is always honest but doesn't really like to talk, especially to new people.

Anything else:Loves his art and carries his sketchpad everywhere with him.

Tattoo's- http://www.zhippo.com/GraphicImagesHO...
http://www.tattoo-models.net/wp-conte...
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❀Melody❀ wrote: "sure, my character is currently at the park"

ok i'll make it, just give me a few mins x