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Dani & Tyler
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Natalie
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Nov 04, 2014 07:16PM
Tylia's eyes widen as she realizes he didn't feed, and pulls the blanket tighter around her. Sitting up and leaning against the wall, Tylia soon falls asleep.
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Tylia was drawing an elaborate design in the dirt when she heard the keys, and turned towards the door, startled.
"O-Okay..." Tylia stands and stumbles a bit, slightly confused, but keeps the blanket around her, still cold. ((I have to go to bed))
Tylia flinches at the warning and how blunt it was. She follows him, but from lack of walking, she is slower.
Tylia nods and starts mopping, knowing what she is doing from past experience. She tries not to look over at the guards, feeling extremely nervous around them.
Tylia nods in thanks, and sits down. She had warmed up a bit and taken off the blanket, setting it down on the table. Tylia reaches and takes off the silver dome.
Tylia shies away from the portrait, and starts dusting, her eyes occasionally straying towards the books.
Tylia finished after awhile, and waits for Vigo to return. After about 20 minutes of waiting, Tylia wanders to the bookshelf and reads the titles, wanting to take one to read. She doesn't take one, however, fearing punishment.
Tylia traces her finger along the spines as she reads each title out loud.
Tylia turns and nods, and follows. Silently, she ponders his words, wondering if she is meant to stay while they are there.
When they reached the dining room, Tylia glances around, looking for the silverware that needs to be polished.
Tylia sits next to Eliza, silent, and starts cleaning. Used to doing this, Tylia works quickly, her hair falling in a curtain around her face.
Tylia glances over, slightly startled, and nods quickly. "Yes..." Her voice sounds off, from lack of use.
Tylia flinches, sucking in a sharp breath, and doesn't respond. She can feel tears pricking at the corner of her eyes, and tries to focus on polishing.
Tylia takes a deep and shaky breath, biting down hard on her bottom lip. She appreciated the girl's advice, but there was now the looming possibility that the vampire would grow tired of her and kill her.
Tylia swallows a whimper of slight fear, her hands working quickly n
Tylia cries out when the girl takes some of her hair, trying to jerk away.
Tylia screams, jumping out of her chair and falling to the floor.
Tylia starts polishing again, trembling.
Tylia goes to her little nest and curls into a ball, wrapping herself in the wolf blanket, starting to cry. She just wanted to do what she had set out to do that one night.
Tylia nodded, not looking up, her face streaked with tears.
Tylia had been drifting off to sleep, so she started to recite the only book she had owned, the one she had memorized. She was about half-way through it, too lost in the story and making sure she got all of it too hear the faint footsteps. "And when the sun set in the near west, our heroine found herself once again having to camp in the woods. The wolves began to howl, but she was not deterred from her decision. 'I am a fighter!' She called to the wolves, her voice strong. 'Not a coward.'"
Tylia continues after coughing, her voice sore. "The girl soon had set up a camp, with a warm fire to roast the last of her food over. 'I must hurry to the next town in the morning, lest I starve,' She murmurs to herself, not wanting to stat silent in the cold night. Heliope then began to sing, and sang until she fell asleep." Tylia paused, and remembered how her mother had told her she could sing anything she wanted at this part.
Tylia began to sing, her voice soft and elegant. "Deep in the water, mermaids swim. Deep in the water, I want to join them. I told my family, goodnight, I turned out the light, then I ran down to the cliffs above the water. I wanted to jump right in... I was going to jump right in..." Tylia stops, not wanting to continue the song she made up on the spot, and continues the story. "Heliope woke early, too early to see, her song on her mind."
Tylia gasps when she sees the vampire, bolting to kneel. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." She rushes to say.
Tylia looks up timidly, biting her lip nervously. "The Legend of Heliope..." She answers quietly.
Tylia ducks her head down, embarrassed. "I just came up with it on the spot..." Tylia rubs her arms.
Tylia winces and closes her eyes, tilting her bare neck, preparing for the pain.
Tylia cries out in pain, tears filling her eyes, trembling.
Tylia collapses against him, breathing shakily, gasping for breath.
Tylia falls back into her nest of blankets, rubbing her stinging neck, watching the vampire. "W-Wait..." She says weakly.
"What's... What's your name..." She says weakly and softly, wincing as she shifts, the pain slowly fading.
((Got to go to sleep, but I will be on pretty much all weekend!))
Tylia flinches as the door closes, biting her lip. "Goodnight..." She says very softly, barely audible, laying down into her nest and wrapping the wolf skin blanket around herself. Shivering, she closes her eyes and quickly falls asleep.
Tylia sighs with relief, and starts to eat. After she finished, she started singing again.
Tylia continues to sing, pausing only to take bites. Her song was about how she spent her childhood in the woods behind her home.
Tylia continues to sing, adding more and more things to her song, trying to see why the vampire had enjoyed it. She had never thought she was a good singer.
Tylia falls asleep singing, curling next to the brazier in the blanket.
Tylia sleepily sits up, yawning, and looks around confused.
Tylia stands tiredly and follows Vigo out, yawning again.
Tylia flinched when she saw Eliza, glancing around to find to source of the smell.
Tylia nods quietly and starts to undress behind the screen, her underdress in tatters, then steps into the bath.
"Thank you..." She mumbles as she takes the soap and cloth. She glances up at the dress. "I'll need that back when I'm done, you know."
Tylia flinches at the laughter. "And why wouldn't you want to?" She starts to clean herself.
Tylia stared after the girl, stunned into silence.
"That's beautiful!" Tylia exclaims, biting her bottom lip in embarrassment.
Tylia finishes her bath quickly, and puts on the dress, able to lace up the simple back on her own from years of practice. The dress fit her perfectly, and her hair started to dry into delicate curls. Tylia already had a natural beauty, and the dress made her even more lovely.
Tylia nods silently, smoothing out the skirt of the dress, and sits down. She starts to eat, staying quiet, but is humming softly, though she doesn't notice it. ((Can I just say I love this roleplay? It's actually having a story rather than jumping to the romance, and I love that.))
