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No one has a BFF here in a hunter community :( But I bet he'll find his besto some day <3 XD))
((This is short, but it's about the extent of what I can write at this point :P ))The moment that Vienna and Axel had left, Orianna's eyes drew back to Ash, watching the change in his features a bit. It was something that she never thought she'd see, but there it was, clear as day. A hint of sorrow had hit him in that moment, and for the life of her, Orianna couldn't understand why. It slowly started to dawn on her as time passed and the realization began to sink in, but it was only a moment later when Ash spoke that she snapped out of it. She nodded her head to his words, attempting to blurt this all out in as little words as possible.
"I think there's something wrong with some of the hunters."
Vague? Yes. Insane sounding? Possibly. Intriguing? She really hoped so.
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For those who haven't figured; Vienna was The Actress. She was the Mistress of Masks, the Fake Girl. Be herself? She was never herself.
Why?
There was no 'herself' to be.
There was only her palace of masks in her mind. Of course there are fragments of something that could be 'herself' amongst the things she did. There were emotions, instincts, actions that she would always have despite what mask she wore. She would always harbour feelings for Axel even if she wore the 'happy and spry girl' mask. She would still kiss him and take him out to buy clothes even if she was wearing the 'cool dude' mask.
You could call her bipolar but truly, she was the Actress.
Her former string of lovers? They each only saw one mask. Arguments would occur if they met. You ask them for one word to sum Vienna up. One would describe her funny, one would describe her serious, one would describe her talkative and another would describe her rather quiet.
Albeit none would be entirely correct.
Vienna could not be described using one word. To describe her? If you truly knew her, describing her should result in you contradicting yourself after every word. It would take you days to describe her fully, describe her every mask.
There was no Vienna Irene Longwood. There was only her endless line of masks.
But she's not always lying.
In fact, she hardly lies at all. Having masks does not mean you are lying about yourself, you just have many selves thar make up yourself. You're polysided, not two sided.
Some people make a common mistake. They assume she's the one making others sad but they have it wrong. No matter what happy mask she has on, she was the sad masked girl.
And sometimes that sad masked girl needed the grumpy boy to make her truly happy.
Rehab only mixed the best masks with the worst making it confusing and terrifying. That's how rehab played with Vee.
Vienna didn't notice Axel.sitting down beside her to listen to her, too immersed in the echoes and flashbacks. She hardly expected it too. Axel was so mean to everyone else but so kind to her. Well, he had two sides. And what happened next was less expected. The sudden physical contact broke her connection with the memories. Her eyes widened as the unseeing cloudiness faded away, leaving her alert and aware of what was happening. Axel was comforting her and touching her on his own accord. She didn't do it first, she didn't ask him to. Before she knew it, he was pulling her to him. She didn't know why, she didn't know if he really wanted to be doing this but she needed to take advantage of this rare gesture.
She layed her head on his shoulder, her hair touching his neck in a ticklish way.
His words weren't as soothing as intended but Vienna knew how he was making an effort and that was all that mattered, her knowing. All she needed was reassurance.
Why didn't Axel leave her? She kept such a big chunk.of her life from him. Maybe this was something real, something good and finally something true.
"You're the best boyfriend I've ever had," she mumbled, "You're so good to me."
Her past experience with boyfriends wasn't the best experience. Three simply not working, one cheater and one abusive.
"My ex-boyfriend is in jail," she commented.
Thinking about it, that ex, Oliver, was to be released soon. He was sentenced one and a half years. Compared to him, Axel was a freaking angel sent by God.
"He was abusive," she added, answering yet to be asked questions, "He smacked me, threw me down the stairs, attempted rape but ever day after he does something bad, he would act all sweet and bring roses or something...it was pretty scary. But the rape attempt? He went too far. I got away and fled the state. Finally, police found me and I told them everything."
Now she was sharing all her stories. Except for the typical boring relationship stories.
You ask what mask Oliver saw? How would Oliver describe Vienna? Well, Oliver never did 'see'. He never bothered. All he ever saw was a sexy ass bitch with three lifetimes supply of money good for his reputation image.
Axel was so different. He wasn't an Oliver and he wasn't a Michael. He was one of a strange kind. And Vienna liked that.
He might just be the end to the chronological timeline of affairs.
((God. I may or may not have overdone her miserable past but then again, she was overly rich, right? XD))
((I'm going to reply in a little bit to this, but I heard this song and I thought of Vixel:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BW-4nW...
Especially at 00:37 when it says: "I think I was blind before I met you."
And I just really like that song. It sounds like the singer's on the verge of tears and just.... Ah. And at 01:45 when he says: "I'm glad I didn't die before I met you." Just... <33333 ))
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And I was here thinking "Jenny lost all her enthusiasm in Vixel. Vixel has lost its spark."
But then you think about songs -_-' XD))
((Aha, I figured it would be a little bit out of what you normally like, but I shared it anyways :) And, no! I totally love Vixel. On my iPod, I have over 50 drawings of couples that look like them. 91 pictures to be exact (and I have a playlist for them on my iPod :) ). The only reason it takes me so long to reply is because I'm having difficulties writing lately. It's a terrible writer's block that I have no clue how to get rid of.))
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Woaaaah...How's that possible? You're more obsessed than ME! And you know how obsessed I am. You could just catch me smiling in the.middle of Maths or Science or something and you'll know immediately what sort of thinga I'm imagining. XD And people used to think I was crazy. I wonder what they think now...
Ohhhhh. I suppose I am super uber busy. But good luck with the block!))
((Haha, that's good :) I was wondering whether you would or not. Dude, I do that too XD I'll just be sitting in English or something and a thought about one of my couples comes to mind and I start smiling like an idiot. But, yeah, I'm definitely obsessed. They're one of my all time favorites, after all ;)
Yeah, I'm going to try and reply tonight, though I can't make promises. I'm supposed to do a school project and I need a haircut so I might not get the chance >.< ))
Axel didn't believe that Vienna didn't have anything to be called by; he didn't believe that she didn't have herself. He believed that she was there, sitting with him as her fears poured from her lips like a wave. He wondered if it was enough to drown her. In Axel's mind, things always seemed to be spinning like that. It always felt like everything and everyone around him was losing themselves in torrents of confusion, agony, and despair, but for the life of him, Axel couldn't understand why. Why was it that everyone thought they had to hide in their own little ways? Why did everyone feel so lost?'We all wear masks, and the time comes when we cannot remove them without removing some of our skin.'
That was what Axel believed Vienna to be. She wasn't broken, so he couldn't fix her. She wasn't injured, so he couldn't heal her. She was just a little lost, so Axel was going to find her. No matter what, he would help her get to where she needed, whether it be with her happiness, her family, or Mexico. Whatever she needed, he would be. He'd never been malleable; he'd never been able to change anything about himself, even when he tried. But for Vienna, for the girl that he had found himself feeling something for and caring about even when he'd told himself that was far from possible, he would do it. It counteracted his thoughts and all the logic that he had ever built up inside that brooding head of his, but Axel found that he didn't give a damn. For the first time in what seemed like forever, he thought that maybe he could be the one to see who she truly was. And if it took a dark, self-absorbed blind boy to do that, then so be it.
"I could be better," Axel muttered, shaking his head just a bit. He'd ignored his urge to say that she must have had some terrible boyfriends in the past, and instead he just let her speak. But then, he almost wished that he hadn't.
Axel didn't understand how anyone could do that to her, how anyone could be that vile. He didn't utter a word on the subject, not wanting it to be in the air for as long as it had to, but he felt his voice rising in his chest, wanting to spew all the hate that was so deeply embellished in his mind. She didn't deserve it. She didn't deserve what she'd gotten. Her parents should have been alive; her days shouldn't have seemed numbered; and her happiness should have been infinite. She shouldn't have thought that she had to wear a mask. Not for him; not for anyone.
And when she told him about her boyfriend, Axel just thought on that more. She was beautiful, so beautiful. That wasn't a mask. What he saw was real, and Axel knew it had to be. It was all that he could recognize, all that he could hear and think and feel. That was it. Without her to guide him, Axel thought he might be lost. He thought he would lose what he'd gained, fail at every coming close to actually kind of caring about something. No, about someone.
She was the beauty and he was the tragedy.He was the martyr, and love was to blame.She was the healing and he was to be the pain.She was his sunlight, and if he lost her,the sun would be gone.
((Watch me be wrong though))
((I love that song and I was listening to it so... XD ))
((That's a good song, as soon as I read the martyr part I knew it was it :P Have you heard Shattered? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w_LOOK...))
((Shattered <3 I love that song. It's so amazingly pretty. <3 ))
((Oh and if you like that then youll like this
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Uw8mI... start at 1:33))
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Asdfkjl;. I love that song! Seriously, it's one of my favorites :3 Have you heard this one by them? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H61hy7... ))
((Dude have you seen all the ads for Shes so perfect? Ive heard it a billion times now and its so distracting when Im trying to watch something else, Ill want to click it #americanapparelunderwear
Yessssss!!!!! Theyre fantasticalll
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ylnx0...))
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Glad I'm not the only crazy street smiler XD
Your new post made me cry and squeal with fangirlism at the same time O.O))
((Sneha: No, but I've seen the video and it was AMAZING! <3 I have never wanted to be a microphone as much as I did when Luke was singing in the music video.
I love how we're sharing borderline rock music instead of our normal indie stuff XD
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lwbk23...
And just for shits and giggles: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mcn1Q9...
Shuuuuuu: YES! I was hoping that I would make you cry ;) That was seriously my goal. I almost made myself cry, actually XD ))
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I was just thinking about how to end Vixel in this group and how to start Vixel again in the sequel. (In the shower...) Any ideas?))
((lol Ive only seen the lyric version because well, I love it XD Theres soooo many ads all over the place whenever Im going to watch a youtube vid
That's a good thing right?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=URblbw...
LOL you and your vids))
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(Maybe because I just grew 1.5cm and is really pissed off about it XD) ))
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That's what he said.
And Vienna refused to agree.
In her mind, she could be better. There must be something wrong with her that caused five relationships to not work out.
That was the problem of their relationship. Both thought they weren't good enough and that's all they progress on. Just convincing themselves how they weren't goid enough was a relationship health risk. They both didn't know that fact, well, Vienna didn't.
They needed to have confidence in themselves to have confidence in eachother. Only then will they be strong and healthy together.
"No, Axel. You're already too good to be true. It's me. I could do better. I'm whiney, possessive, clingy, emotional, hormonal..." She didn't have the ability to shut up right there. This was what she thought of herself despite not all of them being right.
Both had to stop the negative thoughts fast. One of them had to notice before the romance they build comes crumbling down on them. Afterall, their hearts were in eachother's hands. With one blow, they could crush them.
Vienna saw how Axel's chest rose in anger when she mentioned and told him about her molesting, abusing ex boyfriend. It showed her how he cared for her. That made Vienna feel happy, wanted. Axel was the opposite of Oliver. Oliver was that guy with a guitar strapped to his back on his first day of school. He was the guy that manipulated girls into thinking their lives would be complete with him. He was the guy who asked Vienna, hair dyed black with a beanie on her head to sing for him. And he was the guy who showed his true colours four months into their relationship. Axel was different. He never came off as a nice person and completely ruined all chances of making a good first impression. But then he showed how loving a boyfriend he could be. Vienna was scared after Oliver. Someone with a moderate build like him happened to be so strong. It had her terrified of men and how far their strength could reach. Imagine rehab with the bulky and rough looking teenagers. But as time went by, rape was her tiniest problem.
It was true, she was lost but lost in a way she looked like she didn't want to be found. She did, she just couldn't escape them masks. She didn't know which direction to go until she met Axel and fell ass first in love. Then, she knew her path. Axel. That's what she named her path. Axel. She just needed to find her way to that path to get on the right track.
Kiss me now.
That's all she could think about. Getting him to kiss her. It's all she could think about which usually results in her thinking back to the intercourse. Of course, those were little secret thoughts. She still liked to think back and just remember it.
Will he just kiss me already?
They were so so young. That's what was so different. 17 year olds in love never is proper love but Axel and Vienna are different. They're right. They're, as if, brought together by fate.
Fucking kiss me already before I tackle you.
The red lipstick was already rubbed off, showing her normal light pink pouty lips. She needed more lipstick. She looked like a mess. Such a mess. Her hair was dangling down, almost completely apart, underneath her eyes were dark circles, complimenting her beautiful blue eyes. Everything was a beautiful mess.
But her boyfriend can't tell her that. Her boyfriend happened to be blind.
But he was Axel and that's all that matters. The funny thing about Axel was how he didn't seem to have hormones. Or, at least, they weren't sexual. He was pretty moody though. Moody was what girls were most. Horny was what boys were.
Oh well, he was probably more mature. You'd never know.
Axel was blind but Vienna will go to bring the sunlight back to him.
Axel didn't like the way that Vienna thought of herself. He didn't think any of it was true: the way that she thought she was unwanted and clingy and none of those things were her. None of them. She was Vienna, the one that he clung to and the one that he wanted. How couldn't she see that? He didn't know how it was possible that she couldn't see how much he smiled when he was around her, which was something that he hardly did, or the way that he wanted to go everywhere she was. Maybe he did a good job at hiding it all, and that really made Axel pause a moment of his thinking. Maybe she didn't know because he hadn't shown any of it. Guilt coursed through the dark haired boy at that thought. He'd probably screwed this all up, hadn't he? Was this why she felt so down, because he couldn't have just pulled his act together and admitted that he needed someone to be there for him? That he'd needed Vienna to be there for him? If that didn't make him a bad boyfriend, Axel didn't know what did. "No. No, Vee, you're fine. You're perfect." In that moment, Axel did what he never tried to and attempted to look in her eyes. Whether he did or not, he wasn't quite sure. He was guessing, but it was an effort. At least he tried. "I mean it."
He'd said that same thing back then, back when they'd become, well, intimate. That he meant it. That he meant all of it, that he wanted to be with her then. And even right now, as all this seemed like it was tearing at the seams, Axel still wanted it to work out. He still wanted her there by his side. He didn't want to go back to a world where it was just him, and that thought kind of surprised him. He might have been able to live without people that meant something to him around, but everyone knew what had happened to him. Axel had become bitter and mean and hateful of seemingly the entire world. Hell, even right at that moment, he still hated a lot of people. The only difference was that he hated a few less now. But that was all thanks to Vienna.
"I wouldn't..." He attempted to swallow down the anger he'd felt just a moment ago and the tumultuous emotions that were building up within him. It was far from easy. "I wouldn't do that to you, okay? I wouldn't." Axel sincerely hoped she knew that to be true. With all the violent actions that he tended to stir and the way that he was hardly a nice person, Axel wasn't sure that she did. There was always the chance that he would go off, always the chance that he'd at like he did at the nightclub the other day, when he was a jerk just because he could be. What could she possibly see in that? What would happen if in a few years times, he went off on someone important? What if... well, what if he really did end up hurting someone and he couldn't fix it? Axel didn't know. He could honestly say that he didn't know. So maybe when he'd said those words, he'd said it to reassure himself. Or maybe he really had said it to let her know. Whichever one it was, Axel just hoped they both believed it.
But Axel was definitely not mature. If anything, he was the complete opposite. Anyone with a degree in psychology would see just how completely and utterly immature he was. Mature people didn't yell at someone for taking the bathroom first; mature people didn't go around threatening to kill whoever looked at them the wrong way; and mature people certainly didn't take all their frustration and anger out on complete strangers just because they could -- especially not by murdering them. No, he was not mature and he was certainly not innocent. He definitely got horny. Hell, the bathtub thing pretty much proved that. And he wasn't going to say that he could have gone for a round two because that most certainly wasn't mature. Like, at all.
That didn't mean he wouldn't kiss her, though. He most certainly would. He just didn't see the signs until a moment later, and by then, he wasn't even convinced that she wanted that. But he did it anyways. Leaning just a bit forward, he started it off with a small, light peck, but it eventually made the crescendo into a full on kiss that he didn't want to pull back from. Not that anyone could really blame him.
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I love you so so much.
Vienna always noticed how he smiled more these days. He was so charming when he smiled, even if it was only a small smile. He looked more innocent and golden, unlike the grumpy angry killer he had people to believe. Every smile was treasured in her own magic box. He was happy around her and vice versa. It was easier to believe he once wanted to be an astronaut when he smiled.
Vienna knew she needed him and she supposed he needed her but she didn't know how much. He called her perfect. Did that mean she was perfect or did it mean that she's perfect for him? Maybe it meant both. And then he attempted to look at her. He was wasting his treasured time to try and catch her eyes with his sightless red ones. Vienna couldn't help but feel special. She would always feel special around him. He was a little off. ((I just assumed there, Jenny XD))
So Vienna placed both hands on his cheek or jaw and adjusted his face so his eyes were aligned with hers. Yet she didn't feel like he could see her. He couldn't. She kept her hands there for a second more before dropping them. He was the blind one. She had no need to feel his facial features when she could see them.
They were both orphans in a very violent community and Axel was the only one who looked like a true warrior. She could be the secret damsel in distress.
Axel was poor. The way he had described it to her made her sad. After telling him her story, she noticed how selfish and unthankful she was. If only she knew, she would have helped. Axel wouldn't have had to steal that medicine or anything. And she was so so ignorent, with all the illegal things she did. And her deeds weren't for a good cause like Axel's was. She hated herself for that. Look at him, the boy needed a hair trim, he needed more clothes and look at her, with freaking good for nothing expensive bras at home. Why couldn't she just stick with an ordinary one instead of the best limited edition Victoria's Secret ones. It was insane how unbalanced the world was. She felt she would have given her credit card to him and paid all his bills. Or even give him her debot card with all the money she had. It was too late. Axel already had to go through those horrors while she acted carefree. You could say she asked for reform.
Vienna's thoughts drifted to thinking about Axel's family. If his mum was alive, what would she think about her now grown up, in puberty teenage boy? And his current girlfriend? What was his mum like. Would she be the type to approve of Vienna?
And her parents. They definitely won't approve of Axel but he made their teenage daughter happy. That's what mattered, right?
Axel said he wouldn't hurt her. Despite witnessing him at a violent state, she believed him. He would never do that. If for anything, it'll be Vee trying to rape him and that wasn't going to happen.
"I know," she mumbled, a smile twitching at the corner of her lips.
Because she trusted him that much. They went from Axel not wanting her to flirt with him in a nightclub to them making out quite alot.
Because they made out again.
Vienna knew he had this inner teenage boy. He wasn't experiencing any erectile dysfunction when they made love. That was good, right? That proved alot.
And Axel leaned in to peck her on the lips. She wanted more. And he gave her more. He kissed her, this time with more passion. Vienna smiled softly against his lips, kissing him back with equal fervour, forming sexual tension. She had her hands entangled in his hair, pulling his lips onto hers, refusing to let him go. And finally she let go and trailed her fingers down his back, still having the time of her life kissing him and she did what she does in every bad setting, forests include. She had to go down low, didn't she? They were both dorty enough already. Her fingers grasped firmly onto Axel's belt, thumbs feeling the silver buckle before shevregained some common sense. She was more in control this time.
She removed her hands and ended the kiss. They were on freaking stairs not a freaking bed. Vienna groaned quietly in slight frustration. Why was it the worst place and why did her hands go there again? Imagine if she went lower. That would've been a disaster! Untreated boners are the worst. Not that she was the one...never mind.
"I just can't keep my hands away from that area," she whined in a childishly comical way.
It was true, she couldn't. It's just the way her hands go. Downwards first.
Ash looked at the angel, a singular eyebrow raised at her statement. He looked quite unimpressed by her little report. “You’ve only realized that now?” he said, his face in an expression of disbelief. He paused for a bit, then carried on; “It just took you two weeks in a camp filled with hunters to realize were all fucked up?”Honestly? Honestly?! How could she be so thick? She had been hanging around him – around Axel, around Vienna, around God knows who else – and it only clicked in her mind that something was wrong with them? Yeah, there was something wrong with them. All their lives were messed up. They were all grumpy and violent and a bit crazy because they were hunters. That’s what happened to you when you took up the job.
And she only just realized it?
He looked at Orianna, his mouth hanging open. She only realized it. He couldn’t stand it any longer. If he stayed one more minute with the clearly naive angel he was going to lose it. He turned on his heels, and as he left Ash snarled over his shoulder. “You’re hopeless.”
He stalked off without another word. He had no time to hold her hand and patiently explain everything to her. This was war. War required smart people, powerful people. Orianna was neither. She was going to be squashed like a bug, the hunter was sure of it.
He still hadn’t a clue why Sam took an interest in her in the first place.
((He isn't known for being polite. I CAN'T SEE THE PHOTO! DX ))
((Obviously. You know, Andrew, my brother, loves Ash, and I just told him what he said. He thought it was great.http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1v...
:P ))
((Yes, you have told me about your bother's fetish with my hunter. Hehehehehe! That's our gif! And quite a understandable reaction from Ori.))
Axel did need her. He needed her a lot. Unhappy was the life he'd lived for the longest time. No one there to scold him when he was a jerk, no one there to tell him it was alright to he angry every once in a while, and no one there to help him let go of that anger and turn it into something happy. Instead, he just had himself, and anyone who knew Axel would realize that was much more of a curse than a blessing. When you were alone for too long, you started to dissolve into your own world where nothing seemed to matter but yourself. That's almost how Axel felt, and with that anger over the past coursing through his veins, one could definitely see how those frustrated moments were a reality. But they still weren't an excuse. Axel failed at being a nice person -- everyone who had ever met him knew that; but he didn't have the best of reasons for why he did it. So his past was a bit screwed up. Wasn't everyone's? So he didn't really like himself that much or care for the fact that he had a indefinite disability. Shouldn't he get the hell over it? Well, that was kind of what he was trying to do, and Vienna was the key factor in getting him there. She was helping him with all this, whether she realized it or not.
As she corrected his gaze, Axel tried to imagine what she might look like. He could tell that she was right in front of him, feel her hands on his face and her eyes on his, but he couldn't see her. And that fact alone was almost depressing. What color hair did she have? How was it done? What about her face? Was she pretty? He didn't care either way -- it didn't matter to him -- but it was something to think about. But he figured that at least he didn't have to worry about what color eyes she had: they were blue. She'd told him that. And so as he stared at her with his unseeing eyes, Axel tried to picture her blue irises. Eventually, he found that he couldn't, no matter how much he squinted or how much he tried. It was just impossible.
"Okay." That seemed like the only word that Axel could give to her reply. He wouldn't hurt her and she knew that. That made it okay, right? That she understood that? He felt bad enough that he'd had moments when he'd hurt her feelings, making her feel had about herself when she'd always been so fragile. Axel wondered if he would have said half those things had he knew. Maybe he would have and maybe he wouldn't have. Axel didn't know. He didn't exactly trust himself enough to know for sure.
There was definitely sexual tension there, not that Axel really cared all that much. Hell, he didn't even mind when Vienna's hands tangled in his hair or when they strayed a little too low. He was completely okay with all of that, except when she pulled back. It was then that he was pulled out of the small, heated trance he'd been entrapped in. "I didn't mind," Axel stated, voice void of any flirtatiousness. However, that was pretty much only because it was him, not because he didn't feel like being. Axel flirting? That was definitely a strange thought. But he could insinuate things. He could definitely insinuate things.
Meanwhile, Orianna was not happy. She was not happy in the slightest.
The moment that Ash gave her that look, she knew that he wasn't going to take to this well. She just didn't think that he would blame it on her. Hopeless? She was hopeless? After all this time, she was the hopeless one? She was the one that couldn't do anything? She'd healed Henry, she'd saved some kid she didn't even known, and she'd fought against a demon just to keep her friend safe from harm, and now she was being called hopeless? No, Orianna wasn't about to stand for that. Maybe all those things had been stupid to Ash -- she knew he wouldn't approve of any of it -- but she, quite frankly, was tired of him being an emotional jackass. She knew what he'd gone through and she accepted his hardships wholeheartedly. But everyone had their problems; some people just dealt with them better than others.
"Excuse me?" Orianna asked rhetorically, already making the move to follow after him. The moment that she caught up, she stepped in front of him, blocking the path that he'd been making. He could walk around if he wanted, but Orianna wasn't about to let him just walk off without hearing her out. Was she frustrated that he so obviously thought her an idiot? Yes. Was that going to stop her from telling him this? Not in the slightest. "I'm not stupid, Ash. I get that you all have your issues, just like everyone else in the world, but I'm not talking about that. There's something wrong, seriously wrong, and you guys don't get it."
Before he could get the chance to even think about getting a word in, Orianna continued speaking, explaining herself fully. Every ounce of what had happened over the past hour spilled from her lips: going with Vienna to save her boyfriend, facing off against that demon, and everything in between. And she didn't dare leave out what Tesir had said, that some of the hunters were being controlled by his will of mind. "That's what's wrong with them, okay Ash?" She glared at him for a split second, anger building. "But, sure, don't listen to me. I'm just hopeless." And with that, she was finished. Orianna didn't stop for a goodbye or an apology for her outburst, which in hindsight, she would realize was a bit uncalled for. She simply didn't care.
((Asdjkl; I dun care XD I'm not that big on cleaning up spam anyways. Ermahgerd, it's awesome! :D You need to explain to me how to do that!))
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((Lol, okay. I'm on board. Super drunk it is. I'd say, um, something dramatic, but I'm not sure what. I mean, all I can think of is pregnancy and that's a really bad idea for those two (at least, I think so), so I'm not entirely sure. I'll try to think of something though. For the most part, I don't think anything really needs changing :) ))
((One of them is dying. One of them lost a parent. One of them has a mental disorder. One of them realizes that they can't love the other one for some reason, even though they really want to. One of them realizes that an old boy/girlfriend they thought was dead was actually alive the whole time.))
((Manny: Those sound like plot twists to every chick flick ever. XD But those are some good ideas. Shu? Whatcha thinkin'? Drax: Are you bored? XD ))
((One of them realizes that they are being possessed by a demon. One of them is possessed by a demon. One of them forms a strong relationship with a demon who then orders them to kill the other. A demon kills them both. A demon kills one of them. A demon possesses one of them to kill the other.))
((MYSTERIOUS THEESOME!!!... I'll just take my head out the gutter..))
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Drax: you should go take a bubble bath. Bubble baths are the answer to everything.
Helen: XD That would be the weirdest thing in the world. Or if they woke up with some other person in their bed. Lol.))
((One of them is a spy for the supernaturals and the other one figures it out. Both of them are spies for the supernaturals and are trying to hide it from one another.))
((Where do you even come up with this stuff?))
((My brain. I trained it to keep up a constant flow of ideas in case one of them turns out to be good.))
((Samuel: Now I have picture of Axe nd Vee snuggling into a stranger like a teddy beaf. Great.))
I just want to hug him.
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That's it. Him and Axel are going to be friend somehow. I'm going to make it happen.
And I'm going to post in a while... Like, later tonight maybe :P ))