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Aug 18, 2011 06:36AM
Dallas let out an annoyed noise. If they wanted to... Be like that then they can! If they want to fall to something as low as love, then why should he care. Obviously he doesn't know his place. But they showed him back there. His place was alone...
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((I don't know whether we can continue without Mich... Your thoughts?))
((Well, no, no we can't. And this just got good! :o))
((herro! ^.^))When Carson pulled Fiza up, he suddenly yanked her closer to him and bent his head down for another quick kiss, "We're not done here." he murmured into her lips before pulling back and reaching down to take her hand, and headed off in the direction Dallas had ran off to.
Fiza laughed softly. "We better not be done yet.." she murmured, running hand in hand with Carson over towards where Dallas had gone.
Carson found himself struggling to focus and concentrate on Dallas's trailing scent, but he kept getting distracted by the feel of Fiza's hand in his, the way she drawled out her reply and her soft musical laughter. He took a deep breath to breathe in her familiar and husky scent as he ran with her through the woods.
Fiza was enjoying just being with Carson. She had never felt this kind of feeling before. Not even when she had been a human. It took happiness to a whole new level. Fiza turned to look at Carson, smiling softly at the thought of him making her so happy. All of a sudden, she stopped running. "What do we say to Dallas when we find him?"
((is Francois on?))Carson jerked to a stop next to Fiza and was yanked out of his fuzzy thoughts, "Huh?" he asked stupidly and his thumb started to trail circles around the back of her hand still clasped in his.
((I don't think he is... Off to his friends place, last time I checked. Don't know if he's gone yet...))
Fiza looked down at their hands and up at him. "Dallas..." she managed, getting s bit breathless at the sight of Carson. "What do we tell him?"
Fiza looked down at their hands and up at him. "Dallas..." she managed, getting s bit breathless at the sight of Carson. "What do we tell him?"
((kay))Carson sighed as his thoughts snapped into place, "Right. What do you want to tell him?" he asked and brought her hand up to brush his lips across it, never breaking his gaze from her.
Fiza forgot what she had wanted to say and just stared at Carson, smiling.
Dallas sighed. He felt... Unloved. He hated it. What kind of strigoi feels such petty emotions?
((Not yet... Almost... So if I dissaper, Yiu guys know why."
"Fiz? Anyone home?" Carson chuckled but his eyes sparkled wickedly, knowing full well what he was doing to her. He started sucking the back of her hand before taking a step closer to her and moving his lips to her neck and suckled there.
Michelle Tora/Pasham/ wrote: ""Fiz? Anyone home?" Carson chuckled but his eyes sparkled wickedly, knowing full well what he was doing to her. He started sucking the back of her hand before taking a step closer to her and moving..."
Fiza was lost in thought. Carson's eyes sparked so devilishly. He was so hot... He was so nice... Fiza felt his lips against her neck. She smiled, kissing him on the cheek and bringing herself closer to him.
((Heya Tonmoy!))
Fiza was lost in thought. Carson's eyes sparked so devilishly. He was so hot... He was so nice... Fiza felt his lips against her neck. She smiled, kissing him on the cheek and bringing herself closer to him.
((Heya Tonmoy!))
((An you two please find Dallas? I'd like to rp a little before I go...))
Fiza pulled back a little. "Carson... Maybe we should go look for Dallas..."
((lol, soz Francois! xD))Carson lifted his head when he heard a rustling sound further up ahead. "He's close." Sighing he drew back and grabbed Fiza's hand once again before continuing to walk towards the same direction, concentrating on the scent.
Fiza followed. She spotted Dallas, alone and sulking. "Hey Dallas..."
Dallas was now staring at a log. Debating where to go. Everyone has left him.
Carson came to a small clearing with Fiza and found Dallas sitting on a boulder(?) "Hey man." Carson called out after Fiza's greeting.
Dallas looked up, eyes filled with no emotion.
Carson exhaled and let go of Fiza's hand to walk ahead and sit himself wordlessly by his friend.
Dallas was now looking at the moss covered dirt. His whole body was riged.
"You killed her off." Carson stated conversationally, wary of the words he chose.
"Yeah" Dallas said in a bored voice. Like he's lost all hope for everything.
"I'm glad, Dallas." Carson turned to look at him with a serious face.
"I do everything for a reson, Carson" Dallas sighed and stood, itching to move away. "I'll go. I know I'm not wanted. Obviously"
Fiza walked over to them both. "You don't have to go Dallas. As for killing off Gabby... It was the right thing to do..."
((Sorry! Im a bit lost...))
((Sorry! Im a bit lost...))
Dallas shot her a look. Did she hear their conversation?
"Hey," Carson's hand snaked out and grabbed hold of Dallas's arm, "You know that's not true. You're never unwanted, man. You know that."((brb, gtg eat dinner!))
Fiza stood next to Carson. "It's okay, Dal..."
Dallas ripped his hand away. "No! No! It isn't! You two are... Happy! Wihout me!" He cried out, feeling anger and sadness run through him in waves.
Fiza groaned in exasperation. "Dallas! Carson and I being romantically attached won't break our bonds! Pull yourself together!"
"Don't lie to yourself, Fiza. You know it won't work. Even if you two don't, other strigoi see it as weakness!". Dallas said.
Fiza growled at Dallas, annoyed.
Dallas gave her a bored look. "Fiza, face it"
"The fact that you two aren't true strigoi anymore!" He screamed.
"So having feelings automatically makes us not Strigoi? LOOK AT YOU!"
"ANGER! Anger is what I'm feeling! You two on the other hand... You feel love. LOVE!" Dallas said, voice going flat, icy, and dangerous.
Carson stared at Dallas, his eyes hardening after every sentence his friend threw out. "Being a Strigoi doesn't mean we have to be cruel, unfeeling creatures, you know." His voice was rough and strained, "It doesn't mean we have to have an ice for a heart. It doesn't mean we have to enjoy ripping away every life we come across."
