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Dec 26, 2011 06:54PM
Cole looked at Penelope. "Sup?" He asked, glancing at the bag of chips.
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Cole bit his lip hesitate. "Well, I wasn't really worried about it... anyways..." He trailed off, looking at the ground.
Cole shook his head. "Nothing, nothing's wrong..." I'm only afraid of you. He thought.
Gordian walked into the playground and sat down on one of the swings
Cole gave her a look of horror. "You can read minds?"
Cole sighed deeply. "I'm Death, or Cole." He hooked his pinky with hers.
"Kind of... there are many of us, and we collect the souls of those dying from accidents, suicides or homicides." Cole said.
Diaemus flew into the playground and landed near the swings
Puck pulled her hair back and walked onto the mulch, her riding boots making crunching noises. She sat on a swing, not noticing the girl with wings.
she tucked her wings close and sat on another swing
Puck glanced over and nodded at her in gretting. "Hey."
((you changed her pic!))
"hi" she said shyly, starting to swing
"hi" she said shyly, starting to swing
((hmm? You mean my profile pic...))Puck sat quietly for a minute, just swinging. "I like your wings," she said.
((yeah))
"thanks" Diaemus said, and turned her wings blue like a blue jay's
"thanks" Diaemus said, and turned her wings blue like a blue jay's
((Oh! Then yep :D))"Whoa! they change color?"
She nodded, then turned them red like a Cardinals. she pumped herself higher on the swings
Wolfgirl~jhaw Ian~[Beast 03]~psychic 1!~ wrote: "Alice poked Lucy and made a kill the song motion.
Tarah was still holding Oliver's hand and blushing."
Lucy sighed and nodded and stopped singing abruptly.
Tarah was still holding Oliver's hand and blushing."
Lucy sighed and nodded and stopped singing abruptly.
Alice smiled and started skipping
Tarah grinned,she finally stopped blushing wondering why she let that bother her.
Tarah grinned,she finally stopped blushing wondering why she let that bother her.
just a hungry Sakura Bellarose wrote: "she smiled and went higher."
"so Lu whats your favorite color?"Alice asked.
Tarah smiled and Oliver and squeezed back.
Tarah smiled and Oliver and squeezed back.
Peter walked to the playground, sticking his hands in his pockets as he let out a sigh. He dropped his sad, annoyed gaze to the ground and walked to the swings out of boredum.
Lillian walked in the playground, and sat on the swings next to another guy. Her skin carried its usual faint glow, and her normal pleasant air had remained in tact."Hi." she said smiling her blindingly white smile.
Peter looked sideways at her, blinking his eyes a few times before looking away to the ground. He kicked a bit, letting him swing back and forth silently. He clutched the chains as if they were life, but his face showed faint expression. "Hi." he finally replied.((Hey, do ya mind changing Vesper's pic? I already used that one, sorry))
"My name is Lillian." she tilted her head to the side, causing her hair to drape itself beautifully around her face, "What's your name?"
Peter shrugged, "Guess." he said simply, trying not to notice that she was very pretty. He didnt come here to find a girl, he came here becuase he cant stand home. Not like I had anywhere else to go he thought bitterly.
Her mouth twitched into a sad frown for a millisecond from sensing his depressing thoughts, but then she forced her cheery expression back. "Willy?" she asked. She guessed more, but he shook his head at every name she put out there. "OK, I give up!" she said, laughing in a way that sounded like chiming bells.
Peter hit his feet against the ground and swung himself higher, his dark hair gently swaying around in the slight wind. "Peter." he finally said. He glanced at her, having faintly seen the frown cross her face. At that moment her smiling aura had looked fake... it was back again.
"Well Peter," she swung a little bit with him, "What is it that you are here for? And by that, I mean what can you do?" her voice was soft and patient.
"Well, I'm here becuase I hate the living hell outta my family and I'm a warlock." he said, voice ringing and monetoned. "You?"
Sensing is thoughts again, her smile faltered momentarily. "Well, that would explain why I was drawn to you..." she said quietly, "I'm an angel."
Peter rose an eyebrow boredly, only slightly curious. "I dont get it." he shrugged, he looked up at the sky. Wondering what it was like to be above the earth, in a place that was better...
"Don't get what?" she asked sweetly, tucking a piece of golden hair behind her ear.
"One:Are you always like this?" he asked, not anwsering her question. In fact he didnt exactly like anwsering questions, even the name question bothered him.
"Am I always like what?" she asked, letting her pleasant expression fade to one of slight confusion.
Peter grinned, "There ya' go," he said with light sarcasim. "See? There's more then one expression." he seethed.
Lillian dropped her gaze to her feet, looking like a child who'd just been scolded. "I'm sorry." she said in a voice barely above a whisper, "I know I attend to irritate people with that a lot, it's just what I was trained to do."
Peter frowned suddenly, skidding his feet across the surface below him until he was barely swaying. He shook his head, leaning over slightly to see a bit of her face, "No..." he sighed. "No, it's me, sorry. I tend to ... live in the past, I shouldnt." he shrugged.
She looked at him with a friendly expression, though she wasn't smiling. She'd make sure she wouldn't smile too much around him anymore."It's fine, I understand. Do you want to talk about it?" she asked, pushing a calming sensation over to him.
Peter sighed softly, shaking his head eventhough he did feel calmer. He looked at her, "No, I came here to forget them, so it wouldnt help... are you doing that?" he asked.
"I understand. I'm I doing what?" her face wore once again a mask of confusion, but she couldn't help the slight glimmer of mischief in her big blue eyes.
One side of Peter's lips twitched in an effort to smile, "I feel calmer, I havent felt his calm in a very long time." he said. "That's what."
"Guilty as charged. It's nice, isn't it?" she felt good for making him feel a little better. People with happier thoughts are like food to angels, it's what keeps them going.
Peter closed his eyes, letting his brother and him flash through his mind only once. It was probably the one happy memory he had for a long time, until his brother left and it was poisioned.
"So," she asked, trying to take his mind away from the darker thoughts she sensed bubbling up, "You want to show me what warlocks do? I don't think I've ever met one before, and I'm not easily impressed." she smiled slyly to him, daring him to take the challenge.
Peter popped an eyebrow up at her, grinning ever so slightly. He let out a long sigh of thought, "I'm not anything speical. Usually I dont even use spells, mostly elements."
"I'd still like to see it." she said, grinning softly.
Peter rolled his eyes a bit and held out his hand, flicking his fingers and letting flames spit from his palm.
