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Oct 07, 2010 02:41PM
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Isiris wandered through a forest, scowling at any passers-by.
Moon, of course, happened to be one of those passersby with her brilliantly terrible luck. She hummed quietly with a small, almost content smile playing softly on her distracted face as she allowed her mind to wander through her memories.
She shivered, it was getting cold and dark quickly.
The air was cold, he shivered as the sun sank down below the horizon, hiding behind the trees. Aron shoved his hands in his pockets, huddling his dark wings closer to him. Somewhere, his angelic sister was helping a few other newborn angels figure out how to fly. Obviously, he was too selfish to do such, she had pointed out. The memory made him scowl.
Rose looked at the dead person next to her. She blincked and walked away watting for the demon to come.
((Ok, I'll just say he's in the forest =P))
Isiris saw Aron, smiling bitterly at him and waving.
Isiris saw Aron, smiling bitterly at him and waving.
(cD okay)Aron gave her a dark, blank look, and continued on.
"Ugh, fine" She scowled, sneering at him and looking away.
Rose looked back at the body. It was gone. She sighed and walked into an ally. Her scythe dragged behind her.
"Watch yourself." he spat, glaring at her violently. He was in a foul mood.
"Gosh, sorry!" She hissed. "I was just trying to be social!!"
"Well, just because I don't feel like talking doesn't mean that you have to act miserable about it." he snapped."
"Just because I want to socialise doesn't mean you have to be rude!!" She objected.
Rose tilted her head. She watched them from the ally.
He narrowed his eyes. "Oh screw this." he huffed, starting to walk away.
She sighed, walking off in the opposite direction.
Rose gasped. Her scythe droped. "..A.h ah..." She grabed her chest and moaned.
"Bastard.." She cursed under her breath.
Rose fell to the ground. "....." She gasped for breath.
He walked away without notice. The air was chilled and the night was growing darker with every step he took. With a shudder, he walked from his place and made a circle, heading twoard the place he was staying. Hopefully his sister would be home by now. Only she knew of his reasoning for being so painfully foul today.
Her scythe dragged behind her, her reaper hood over her head. She walked up to a cliff, sitting down on it and placing her scythe next to her. She dangled her legs over the edge, looking up to the full moon.
In silence, the door to the small shack like shelter slammed behind him. He hated it here, he hated being undead. He hated not being here with the people he actually loved. Luna walked home through the dark. Streatching her bright wings, she smiled,feeling free and happy as ever after herlping the young newborn angels.
She stood up, her cloak being blown around by the night wind. She grabbed her scythe, and jumped off the cliff, flying around in front of the bright moon.
Aron shut his eyes. Life sucked, death was even worse. With an insomniatic huff he dislodged himself from the bed and walked outside, pacing once again through the forest. His leg throbbed from when he hit it earlier that day.
She swooped around, and then low down to the water, skimming it with one finger as in shone in the moonlight.
He winced, grinding his teeth, ready to shout. He hated this.
She swooped back up, and saw a small light in the distance. It was a small shack.
"My god." he snapped and sighed, staring at the moon
She landed near it, plunging her scythe into the ground.
He whirred around and scowled at the noise. "Luna?"
She could hear a voice, it belonged to the boy she had met earlier.
( ;) )Aron tensed. "Whos there?" he snapped
She thought he was talking to someone else, and didn't respond. She looked out to the moon.
He frowned and walked forward. Slowly she came into view, though it was hard to see in this lighting. He reached out and grabbed her by the wrist.
He glared at her, his grip locked hard around her arm. "Who are you and what are you doing near my home?" he demanded, eyes ablaze.
"I'm the girl you were rude to earlier on; and I'm sorry for not automatically knowing this was you home!" She objected, turning to him, her eyes flashing red.
He narrowed his eyes at her. "I suggest you not trespass." he released her arm as if it were on fire, his hands sliding casually into his pockets.
"I'm not trespassing, I'm just standing here. The fence to mark your land starts over there" She said, pointing to the fence surrounding the cabin.
