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Sep 21, 2013 06:10PM
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Not really. I like stuff with lots of action though.
Sounds good to me. I enjoy fantasy. What should the plot be? Hmmmm..
*whistles* Whoa. You had that up your sleeve, huh? Well, I guess we can take a shot at it. :)
That's fine with me. *shrug*
Name: CaspianAge: 20
Looks:
Species: Werewolf
Looks: White
Size: 2x the size of a normal wolf.
~!*~!*~!*
Name: John
Age: 19
Looks:
Except paler and with fangs.
Species: Vampire
((Thanks.))John walked in the garden, silently and sneakily. When he saw her, he walked over and tapped her shoulder. He smiled slightly at Rose. "Boo," he said.
((Yeah, sorry about that..))Of course I came, John thought. He frowned at her, unhappy with what she'd told him. "Again?" he responded. "When will she stop?"
John was silent as she spoke. He stroked her hair, the frown remaining on his face. "Is there any way for you to call it off?" he asked finally.
"You know that I want to, but I can't." And he hated that he couldn't. John kissed the top of her head, forcing a small smile on his lips. "It'll be okay, Rose."
John nodded. As soon as she was off his lap, he was on his feet. "I'll see you soon," he said, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. Then he turned and left.
Caspian sat in his carriage, ready to meet the princess he was supposed to marry. As it pulled up in front of her castle, he brushed off his suit and waited until the carriage stopped to get out.
Caspian bowed in return, a polite smile on his face. "Hello," he answered, returning to greeting. "You must be the princess, correct?"
((Going on and off a lot.))Caspian frowned at her, as if in puzzlement. "You do not seemed pleased to meet me," he noted, taking a step forward. "I would've thought otherwise, see that we are to be wed."
((So sorry!))Caspian continued to frown, though this time it wasn't complete puzzlement and he looked more threatening and hurt than confused. "Are you suggesting that you love another?"
"Why would I?" Caspian answered, raising an eyebrow as he looked down at her. "We are to be wed. I cannot get or have feelings for another."
Sitting down at his spot at the table, Caspian looked at the princess beside him. "Shy, are we? Why so?" he asked.
((Gotta go.))Caspian frowned at her, but didn't speak again. The whole time, he came off as charming and polite; A good mix that her parents would most likely want to see.
Caspian watched her flee the room in confused. This girl was very puzzling, it seemed.~!*~!*
John new that voice anywhere. He ran through the forest towards it, only slowing when he saw her. "What's wrong?"
The first emotion John felt was surprise, then wrapped his arms around her and hugged her gently. "And I want you," he answered. "But you have to stall until I can figure this out."
"I love you too. Never forget that," John murmured, kissing her back. "Even if I screw up."
John hugged her back, keeping her close to him. "I'll miss you more," he answered. "Trust me, Rose. I'll find a way out of this, find a way to make this work."
John nodded, watching her back away. "I promise," he answered, deadly serious((Hahaha, vampire pun)).
John watched her leave, a bit sadly. Even after she was gone, he stood there. Then he closed his eyes, sighed, turned, and left."Where could she have gone?" Caspian had been asking, a frown on his face. He was still coming off as charming, but now he was also concerned. And he really was. Where had his future wife gone off to?
Caspian looked down at her. For a moment, he looked disappointed, but it was quickly replaced with relief. "It's fine. I understand if you're overwhelmed by all of this," he answered her, forming his own opinion about why she ran off.
Not hearing the whimper, Caspian smiled down at her. "Would you like to go for a walk?" he asked, gesturing to the gardens. "We could get to know each other."
Caspian shrugged, looking behind his shoulder at her as he walked. "Anything you're willing to tell me I'll listen to."
"What about your favorite things?" Caspian suggested, not giving up easily.
Caspian stopped walking and turned to face her. He frowned at her as he spoke, "It's not like we have a choice. Might as well make the most of it, right?"
"Look," Caspian said, sounding and looking frustrated. "I know that, which is why I'm trying to get to know you, but you won't let me. We don't have a choice and we have to deal with it."
"Have you told your parents that?" Caspian asked, still frustrated with her. His charming air was gone, replaced with anger. He caught her word phrasing and narrowed his eyes at her. "Do you mean you already love someone else?"
Ignoring her last comment, Caspian focused on the first. "Then why mention it?" he said, close to growling.
"Then why not tell your parents?!" Caspian exclaimed. His eyes were full of fury, but he was managing to hold it back. "You said you were nearly grown. So why not tell them the wedding's off and decide for yourself?"
"Even when you're nearly grown and of age?" Caspian looked away from her, disgusted, annoyed, and still mad.
Caspian didn't bother to watch her walk away and walked through the garden himself, all alone. And I have to marry her, he thought, bitterly.
John seemed to appear out of midair just a minute after she called him. "Second time in less than five hours," he noted. "I take that it's not going well?"
John didn't respond. Instead, he wrapped his arms around her and let her cry. I could suck them all dry if you want, he thought, but knew that she wouldn't agree. Plus, killing a herd of royal werewolves would likely cause war.
John stiffened as he listened to her, especially when he heard the last part. "Can I beat him for that?"
John frowned at her, reluctant to let her, but nodded. "If you must, you can come," he told her, though it was obvious in his voice that he didn't want her to.
Watching her shift always stirred something in John, but he didn't comment. Instead, he shook his head. "I don't want you going alone either. If you go, you come with me. I'm not risking you."
"That's why I want you with me," John grumbled, standing up. "If another vampire catches your scent, get to me. We're territorial, so they should back off."
John nodded to her, watching her shift again. "See you then, Rose."
"I love you, too," John whispered back. He took her hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze.
John nodded to her and let go of her hand after one more squeeze. "Midnight," he repeated.
