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Shuhan [On Leave], I'm beside stoopid<- XD
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Jan 20, 2014 12:13AM
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Let me tell you this. Shuhan does not bribe all the hot guys in the world with peanut butter. The ones who show up on her doorstep are not only the boys with an irresistible obsession with peanut butter (a.k.a no one...). Shuhan is totally badass. She killed a mango and ate it, all the while screeching "Die, mango, die!" not at all in a crazy and lunatical way having everyone beside her deny that they know her. She said it in a very threatening way that made people fall to their knees and worship her. Oh so very true.
Anyways.
Vienna was frantically scanning the room. In amongst the crowds of hunters, Axel was nowhere. She yanked Orianna upstairs to the tents then started to look for Axel once again.
"Where is he?" she indeliberately snapped. It came out more bitter than intended. But, true worry was lacing her tone. She bit her lip, feeling her head grow dizzy in worry. She fiercly shook her head back to concentration.
Focus, Vee, focus...
What would help? She felt like fainting any moment. The colour was drained from her cheeks, leaving her looking grey. Her head throbbed in her ear along with a loud ringing, the result of the fatigue embracing her.
Could everyone else hear it too? Was she growing crazy? Could they hear it too?
Right now, have her ride a tandem up a mountain and she will die. Literally.
But Vee ran her fingers through her silky brown hair, pulling up the skin on her forehead in stress. She needed to see Axel, to know he's okay. She couldn't afford the loss of another loved one. Everyone was a precious gem and her loved ones were the largest brooched made by the monks. Filligri of gold and silver in the most complicated, yet perfect, designs on a pure gold template. Later designs of diamonds and crystals will be around the shape. They were more prescious than anything in the world.
One mistake one makes and that could cause them to crumple with age. Living life is just like writing on Vellum in the old days. Drawing perfect designs when you can't afford a single mistake. The vellum was expensive, so very expensive. One mistake and it won't ever have the decency to be used again.
Had Axel made a mistake or has Vienna?
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No! I'll offer him jam!
Mangos......MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
Phonify for me?))
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Haha...?
I don't get it. Hm....))
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Nope! Urban Dictionary time!))
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☠ѕнυнαɴ υɴder тнe вed, ιɴ yoυr cloѕeт, ιɴ yoυr нeαd wrote: "Vienna landed next to Orianne, immediately zoning into her one task at the moment; finding Axel. Some hot Lucas dude was having a brawl or making out with with a girl. Either which the feint sounds..."At first, Axel didn't hear the distressed voice of the one that he cared about. He was out cold for a good majority of the time, his world dipped in blackness due to the injuries that he had sustained. It had been possible to save him, though it hardly had done anything but. The damage he'd taken was severe, resulting in a crippling sense of delirium and fatigue. His head was still swimming. Even as Vienna entered the warehouse and her voice slowly drifted into his mind's ear, he couldn't pick up the strength to actually come and meet her. His mind wasn't processing anything past his own small thoughts.
Breathe. Exhale. Breathe. Exhale.With this set pattern ringing in his head, it was five minutes later that Axel felt his mind start to clear and the neurons start to form thoughts. It was still fuzzy, his vision still pitched in darkness, but he was there. Somehow, someway, and by some miracle that he couldn't comprehend, he was there. He'd made it.
The first word that manifested inside the blankness of the boy's mind was 'Vienna'. To anyone else, that would have just been a word, a name written in the emptiness of someone that didn't know where he was or how he was alive. But for Axel, it meant everything. It gave him hope and let him know that someone was looking for him. Someone was hoping he was alive, even when he'd thought that no one cared about something as insignificant as his life. When did he become someone to cry over? When did he become someone's hero?
Even as he picked himself up from the ground and fought the uncontrollable urge to fall to the floor once more, Axel didn't know how that had become a reality. All of this felt like one big dream, and it was one that he was having a hard time visualizing. And yet, it was right there in front of him. All he had to do was reach out and touch it. But doing that was easier said than done. The moment that he stood on his own two feet, Axel felt himself go limp, and it was only with the support of the wall next to him that he stayed grounded. Where he was or what he was doing in that moment, he didn't know. All he was aware of was that Vienna was here. He'd heard her voice. He'd heard it.How had he become someone's everything?
Somewhere before him was a tent opening and Axel haphazardly made his way through it while the angel he'd met from before tried to console her friend. She was saying something that Axel couldn't comprehend in his little daze. It sounded like an apology, that she was sorry. For what, though, Axel wasn't sure. Little did he know that the girl was apologizing for his death. She thought he was dead. Of course she would, Axel would realize in hindsight. That would have been the only reasonable explanation. Had he been alive, he would have been up and walking around, greeting the two of them with a bad attitude and a death wish in turn. Yet, he was here instead, struggling to keep his grip on reality. It was slowly slipping. He could feel it.
With the girl's focus on her friend and Vienna's back to him, Axel stood there for the longest time, no words rising up in his chest. He didn't know what he was thinking in that moment or even if he was thinking anything at all. The only thing he was aware of was that he didn't know what to do or what to say. It all seemed so... dark. He didn't kno where to turn to. And yet, he went to take a step forward the moment after he felt his heart rate spike at Vienna's voice. With the exhaustion reigning over him and the effects of the fight-
Fight. He'd been in a fight. The moment that this registered in his mind, Axel froze in spot. Memories rushed into his mind like the tide came to the shore, and for a moment he wondered if she would be able to forgive him. He'd died. Axel was sure of it. He'd been gone, but somehow he was standing here, his mind on how foolish he'd been to do this to himself -- to do this to her. He could hardly remember being saved and he could hardly remember how he was breathing at the moment, but that didn't seem to matter. He'd made a mistake and he hadn't suffered from it. The only way he would have been able to pay for it would have been to die, and now he was skipping out on that punishment. Maybe Vienna hating him would have been the justice that he deserved.
But even though he thought this, Axel couldn't help himself from taking another step forward. He couldn't help but wish that he'd just stayed at where he'd belonged and not been himself for a day. It seemed like he was always screwing things up and this time hadn't been any different. He couldn't help but want to hold her and say that he was sorry, that he wouldn't leave ever again. But that wasn't possible, was it? No, he'd screwed up that badly -- again. But he still couldn't help but say one last word, the exact same one that meant everything to him.
"Vienna...?"(view spoiler)
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((Yes! Mission accomplished.I'm really sad right now though.
All the feeeeeeels~
Haha, Sneha, I love you <3 ))
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(( Okay. Okay. XD (view spoiler)
I know right, I have to respond to sooo many people. I'm supposed to be doing a project right now too 0.o))
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Tears of rage I cannot fight
I'd be the last to help you understand
Are you strong enough to be my man, my man?
Vienna was floating in her own thoughts with her eyes close until Axel's voice reverberated all through her mind. Was this a hallucination? Her eyes snapped open and she turned around on her heel. At her first glance at Axel, she was sprinting at the speed of light at him and before anyone knew it, she had crash landed into Axel, probably on the verge of killing him with her death summoning squeeze.
Nothing's true and nothing's right
So let me be alone tonight
Cause you can't change the way I am
Are you strong enough to be my man?
She buried her head in his chest while breathing "Oh my god," over and over again in relief. She didn't smile, she was too heartbroken to do so yet. Her eyes closed as she hung onto Axel like he would disappear if she let go. Last time, he almost did.
"You fucking idiot, you motherfucking idiot. Were you even thinking about me? You were fucking dying. I should slap you, yeah I should slap you," she whispered.
Lie to me
I promise I'll believe
Lie to me
But please don't leave, don't leave
I have a face I cannot show
I make the rules up as I go
Just try and love me if you can
Are you strong enough to be my man, my man?
Then, Vienna acted on her words as her eyes opened and she pulled away from Axel. She slapped him so mighty hard on the cheek, as strong as a man with tears flowing down her own cheeks. Shecwas thinking of the time she thought Axel had died. She was thinking of the pain she felt. She was thinking about how Axel was here, standing in front of her.
So much for a romantic moment.
Are you strong enough to be my man?
Are you strong enough to be my man?
Are you strong? My man.
When I've shown you that I just don't care
When I'm throwing punches in the air
When I'm broken down and I can't stand
Would you be man enough to be my man?
Suddenly Vienna dived in for another hug, or, squeeze. She started to silently weep on him. Now, she might as well kill him herself for doing that to her.
"What the hell were you doing?" she sobbed.
Lie to me
I promise I'll believe
Lie to me
But please don't leave
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Sneha {✦The Gwendolyn Maxine Stacy of Life✦} wrote: "((lol Im finishing up the last post I have to catch up on right now...Im dead. Plus I have 3 charrie sheets to make too, thats 12 pages to make DX And I have midterms this week and a presentation t..."((Love, love, LOVE that song omg :D :D I have a french test, music test and math test tomorrow and i haven't studied at all :> lol))
((I'm actually in a writing mood too lol! And yep lol. I hate studying tbh :( ))
((LOL ^-^ Katy Perry's performance was amazing 0.0 xD I might post now haha. I'm still sorry for making you wait so long omg Dx))
Sneha {✦The Gwendolyn Maxine Stacy of Life✦} wrote: "“Psh nah, the supernaturals are the huge mess, and unless you have some demonic blood running through you then I highly doubt it. Plus, you’re too nice to be a huge mess, I however can qualify, but..."Brion stopped and stared at Lucas for a moment, an incredulous look popping onto her normally passive face. "Wait a minute... You think I'm nice? That's the first time I've heard that word used to describe me, And I'm pretty sure I qualify. You son't know " She snorted. Well, not snorted per se. It was a mix between a snort and a scoff, a sound of indignation. She somehow made it sound, dare I say, graceful. No one had ever described her as nice. She had been called a bitch(view spoiler) on many occasions, and I mean sure, before her parents died she was decently nice, but if someone asked somebody: "Hey, you know Brion LeBlanc? What do you think of her?" Nice wouldn't be the word at the tip of their tongue. "And... I'm pretty sure I qualify. You don't know how much of a mess I am," Brion said with a shake of her head. She couldn't get over how much of a narcissist he was. My awesomeness contradicts it, and Luckily your prince is here to save you, It was just too much! She burst out laughing. "I wish I could just take a needle and burst your ego buuble," She said, her laughter dying off. "Wait a second. There's a hedge maze?"
Sneha {✦The Gwendolyn Maxine Stacy of Life✦} wrote: "((Katy Perrys performance where? the grammys? :P Nah, dont sweat it ;D Really its fine :P))"((Yeppp! I love watching the grammy's. I don't care what my parents say, I'm staying up to watch the whole thing xD))
((Hahahaha lol xD He's a narcissist, but a loveable one ^-^ I just adore him ahhh))
((Aw, I like that song Shu <3 ))Axel didn't know what was happening when she ran to him, when her arms came around him in that brief moment after he'd first spoken. One moment he was standing there, quiet in the fear that she might not accept his presence anymore. He was afraid that he'd completely ruined things; he was afraid she might not want him anymore. This doubt slowly faded when she ran to him and his feet stumbled back. He could hear the soft sounds of her sobs, and at first it didn't register that it was because of him. All Axel felt was numb: to her head against his chest, to the words that she was using, even to the pain that he had caused. Only when her hand burned the skin of his cheek did he come back to reality.
His hand started to move to his face before he felt her crash into him again, a breath releasing in his little bout of understanding. It was then that he realized that she was actually crying over him, that she was saddened at the fact that he'd almost left her. After all the time that he told her not to leave him, he'd almost done that to her. How could he have? Rising his arms, he let them come around her, every little thought an overdose of guilt and anxiety. "I don't know," He spoke, repeating that a moment later as he shook his head. After he'd said these same words a hundred times over, he started to apologize, though it was nothing more than many 'I'm sorry's in succession. "I'm so sorry, Vee. I'm so sorry." His chest was heaving with forced breaths but he was starting to lose it. He couldn't keep up with what was happening.
It was then that he tightened his hold on her, the both of them holding on for dear life. Axel's eyes had closed, though it didn't make much of a difference. He still couldn't see anything, not even her. Sad how even after he'd almost died, he still couldn't have the one thing he truly wanted. In that moment, he just wished that he could see what she looked like, the tears that were rushing down her cheeks, the color of her eyes, the pigmentation of her hair. He wanted to know all these things, but for the life of him, he couldn't -- and he never would. That thought alone was enough for him to break all over again, his disability hitting him hard in that single moment. But he had her. That was enough, wasn't it? That was more than enough.
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Now lemme go cry and die in peace. ;)
Wait, I dunno what to post next...
My brain stopped.))
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((.......... :'( I'm crying...... That was perfect guys *applauds*))
((here *hands Sneha virtual tissue box* just save some for me *sniffles*))
((I knowwww omg. And I was listening to Vienna by the Fray (the song Jenny posted in one of her previous posts) and crying my eyes out when I read it gahhh! I actually ship Vixel so much right now))
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I wake to five new posts on this topic and they're all discussing Vixel XD))
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I think Axel's situation should be represented by the song Starlight by Slash because I love that song and is in love with Slash. Wonderful guitarist. ))
☠ѕнυнαɴ υɴder тнe вed, ιɴ yoυr cloѕeт, ιɴ yoυr нeαd wrote: "((Helen! It's almost midnight!! Are you up for sneaking too now? XD))"((Hehe, I found out that I had internet on my kindle and decided to see what the nightlife was like around here.))
((It's full of Jennys staying up until three in the morning :P ))
((Well I refuse point blank to stay up that late. I like sleep too much.))
((oh my god. I stayed up till three last night.... I was a zombie all day at school. XD I love sleep too, but I think I love reading more. I just couldn't stop until I realized what time it was lol))Sneha {✦The Gwendolyn Maxine Stacy of Life✦} wrote: "((Im dying of Vixel tears right now..like the fuck....someone get me like 20 boxes of tissues stat))
“Well, you’re nice compared to me, and you’re nice to me, but if this isn’t how you normally ac..."
She wasn't quite sure what to say to that, so she didn't say anything. She just soaked up being with somebody who was actually decent company. Brion barely noticed that Lucas's arm was still casually flung over her shoulders. She actually liked the feel of his warm arm against her skin, it made her feel like someone cared about her. She knew that was completely stupid though, and that Lucas probably didn't care about her at all, just like she didn't care about the people she'd had relationships--if you could call them relationships--with. That was alright though. After all, ignorance was bliss. As long as she didn't think about it, that he probably didn't care, some small part of her could believe he did. She couldn't remember the last time she'd had real physical contact with someone, not counting the times she had physically harmed people (which was quite an impressive list), and it was nice. It had probably been hugging her brother, or holding him in her arms during the initial distress and panic after he died, but she liked to push those memories out of her mind. She emerged from the murky darkness of her thoughts when Lucas started to talk again. She opened the door leading outside, as he finished his sentence about chucking a kid in the maze. "You're joking, right?" She looked up at him, incredulity drawn plain on her face. When Bry looked up, she really had to, since he practically towered over her. Oh, the joys of being short, She thought sarcastically.
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Vienna listened to him letting the tears flow down her cheeks. It was so good to hear his voice again. She pulled back, her left hand still lingering on his arm. She looked at him with a tear streaked face. She ran her fingers down his right cheek where she slapped him. She just needed him so badly. She needed him like hell.
"Don't do that again," she whispered, "Or I'll bring you back alive and kill you myself."
She would never do that but right now, she felt like she could.
Right then, she felt like Axel and her were the main people in the whole room. The other voices were the background.It was only them and they were what matters to eachother. Vienna loved Axel though she could be times when she was recilient about it.
"I love you," she breathed, barely at a whisper.
She wanted to kiss him but Axel, of course, wouldn't like them announcing their relationship. Though now, they were giving all the hints of it. Kissing would only justify suspicions.
Vienna pursued her lips to prevent wailing and gasping in tears. She needed him right here. They already were a two piece puzzle making a beautiful picture of a beautiful panorama. Or maybe it makes a collage of memories, or a collage of hopes.
They fucking needed eachother.
Vienna bit her lip, nervous for his response to her little confession.
He was in a dirty red t-shirt ((A guess okay?))
She was wearing a blue t-shirt.
He was wearing jeans ((A guess again, okay? XD Change it if you must. -_- I'm not godmodeling!))
She was wearing white basketball shorts.
She could feel the magic in the air.
Love was a ruthless, dangerous yet thrilling and exciting quest.
There wasn't any rules set. You choose your rules and you choose them right.
You play your part and you play it right.
You try and you try your best.
What the hell was Vienna involved in?
This was worse than a gamble.
Or maybe,
it was better.
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((That made me cry buckets. And you're fine on the details, Shu ;) Sneha: You know you have a problem when your mind automatically writes 'Asher' or 'Katherine' every time you have to enter a name into a post. I need roleplay rehab or something.))
The only thing that Axel could feel beside the soft brushing of her fingertips against his cheek was the beat of his own heart as he tried to understand what to say and what to do in this moment. The first thought that entered his mind was to stay quiet and just hug her, to hold her in his arms and not say a word. That would have been the appropriate response, correct? No secured suspicions, no real commitment, no promise that this would work out. He could just go on pretending for a little longer, even if it did look suspicious. He could find a way to cover it all up and hide the tinges of devotion that he was presenting. Axel had never been a good liar, that much they both knew, but maybe he could find a way to make it seem real this time. Maybe no one would find out after all. But then, as he thought about it...
Axel didn't want that.He wanted this to be okay and not worry about losing anyone. It was risky loving someone when people like them were in positions like this. It was difficult understanding that something awful might happen and they would be tore away from each other. Axel had almost died; who was to say that he wouldn't next time? With their lifestyle and the war brewing in the midst, either of them could be lost at any moment. Bur for right now, they were right there with each other. That had to count for something, right? Of course it did.
In that moment in time, Axel didn't care if this could all fall apart. He didn't care that he could die or if she could die or if the entire world collapsed right there underneath their feet. This was it; this was as good as either of them were going to get, and it was good enough for him. It was more than that: it was the best he would ever have. He didn't want to hide that, and he never wanted to lose any of this. In the future, it could all be gone, but who even gave a damn anyways? Why couldn't they just be happy in this moment before the world turned to shit? They could, couldn't they? Axel just had to make it happen.
Not even thinking twice about what he was doing, Axel leaned forward and solidified it right then. There were likely people watching, but what did it matter? Axel couldn't see them looking anyways. It was a second after he'd pressed his lips to hers that he drew back, giving a small, rare smile. He never smiled and now he was. Maybe that showed just how much he was willing to change for her.
"I love you too," Axel whispered, his hand already moving to wipe the tears that were slipping down her cheeks. This was stupid and reckless and he would definitely feel the effects full circle the moment that trouble struck either of them. He knew it would eventually, but it would be okay. He didn't want to be safe and careful; he'd never been any of those things. Axel just wanted this.
He just wanted her.
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Vienna was still worrying about what Axel had to say.
Would he reject?
Or would he hiss at her for saying it so publicly?
But no.
Her eyes widened in utmost shock as Axel leaned over to kiss her. Then, he said the same words back. The ones she dreaded but loved. The kiss was short and sweet. Probably the first time Axel had ever let go of the thought of publicity. Then, he told her he loved her. It was official. The whole bunch of watchers knows. The relationship has been justified.
But it was Axel's idea to kiss her in the first place. She never generally cared about being public.
Ghost busting keeps marriage stable.
Supernatural ass busting keeps Vienna and Axel stable. How loverly.
"We are making a motherf*cking relationship, but f*ck it."
With that, Vienna removed her hand from his cheek and slided them to around his neck, moving up to crash her lips onto his.
She could only concentrate on what he did and how he made her feel. She was in love.
((Issokay :) And ditto on the shortness factor :P ))
The rare smile that had manifested on Axel's lips only grew when she spoke to him, his happiness rising for a reason that he didn't really understand. He wasn't used to be happy, wasn't used to having someone that made him feel that way. It was a new feeling, one that would take some getting used to, but he liked it. It was a hell of a lot better than feeling as he always did. It was better than being depressed.
As her hand moved from his cheek, Axel just stayed there, letting her arms wrap around him. He kind of liked things like this, where other people being around didn't really seem to matter. He knew why he'd let himself hide away from all of this before (it was hard to keep a relationship stable when horrible things happened on the daily), but if it was like this all the time, then maybe it wasn't so bad after all. Maybe he'd been missing out on something. That was when he thought that maybe he could try for something else. He would always be Axel, moody, pessimistic, and, quite frankly, not the nicest person that ever walked the earth, but he could try to get a bit better at some things. Like not going on stupid suicide missions to start.
Fuck it. That was his new motto. The moment that she kissed him again, he kissed her back for a long while, making up for the time they'd lost with the last one. It was only when he felt like he might have overdone it that he drew back. For a bit of time, he just stood there, not saying a word. He couldn't really think of any for the life of him before a few finally came to mind and he spewed them out on impulse, "I wish I could see what you look like." The moment the words were out of his mouth, he shook his head, hating that he'd mentioned that. He was such an idiot sometimes, saying whatever came to mind. It would have been better if he'd just kept quiet.
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He wanted to see her.
And he couldn't do that. He just couldn't and probably never could.
Vienna shook her head, gazing down now. Even though Axel couldn't see her eyes, she still didn't want to look him in the eyes, telling him he can never see her.
"Well, who knows. Seeing me might just change everything. You might run away from me," she joked lightly, "You'll probably run off with a hot blondie."
It was her attempts of lighting the mood with a sappy mental state right now. But she had forgotten how Axel tended to take things way too seriously.
"Well I'm glad you're alive to take me to Mexico," she chuckled, still joking, "Mexican guys can be deathly sexy."
She chuckled, leaning up to kiss Axel's cheek.
"But not as sexy as you, though."
She now had both arms around him lightly.
"And you know why?" she continued grinning mischievely by now, "Because my boyfriend...is a badass supernatural killer while the Mexican guys..." She paused, "Well, the Mexican guys just kill their chilli...and that chilli is as hot as hell."
Vienna didn't why the sudden mood change. Maybe because she was growing into one of those people who get high on a kiss or maybe she's just very hormonal. Take your pick.
But for now, it's Spending Time with Axel time.
