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Lunabell, ~Read my stuff!~
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Oct 26, 2008 06:01PM

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After Clara fell asleep, Violet lay there, and finally cried herself to sleep.

Violet was still asleep.
Sara was still sitting in the same spot, listening to what Stephen muttered in his sleep.
Stephen closed his eyes again and rested his head on his knees, but everytime he closed his eyes, he saw Sara. He bit his lip.
((he's awake...not asleep...ahem)
((he's awake...not asleep...ahem)
Clara woke up early, and practiced her archery, aiming for a tree. Then she pulled Twilight out of her bag, and read. She compared the Twilight vampires to Violet.

Sara realized Stephen was awake. She smiled.
When he exited the woods, he pulled his hood from his cloak over his head and headed to the entrance of the castle.

He opened the door with his shoulder, as his hands were in his cloak pockets. He headed inside and closed the door behind him with his foot.
Stephen cursed under his breath, he had forgotten his beads in his room. He ran upstairs and into his room.
Stephen opened the door to his room and saw something he hadn't noticed before. It was a note sticking out from under his pillow. He took it and read it. His eyes widened and he fell on his knees. He kneeled his head on his bed, and his body shook from sobs.
"No..." he sobbed
"No..." he sobbed
He crushed the note in his fist. It was all his fault, she had seen him an Sara in the library. He shouldn't have acted that way towards her.
Clara turned the page, but as she was doing so, her fingers fumbled, and she dropped the book. She looked at Violet, now awake. Her eyes were tear-stained. She was about to say, "I thought vampires couldn't cry." But she didn't. Instead she said, "Upset about Stephen?"
((Yes, Clara keeps on assuming things... Wow, some bits in this RP are really depressing... I could feel my eyes getting wet... that's why we need Clara to keep it cheerful!))

Violet couldn't answer. She hoped the tears running down her face would answer for her.
Sara stepped into the room. "You can't go after her," she said coldly, though still sounding like the 17-year-old she was.
Clara bit her lip, and hugged Violet really tightly. Her lip trembled, as did happen whenever someone near her was sad.

"Fine." said Sara. "I'll give you a day's head start, then I'll go after you." She smiled.
Violet hugged Clara back, tears pouring freely.
He smiled at her,
"Thank you..." he muttered, then bounded out the window. He ran as fast as he could, then phased to werewolf form.
"Thank you..." he muttered, then bounded out the window. He ran as fast as he could, then phased to werewolf form.
Stephen searched frantically. He tried to find her scent, but to no avail. He knew that Violet had traveled far, due to her speed, so he wouldn't be able to stop.
Clara started crying too. She hated how she did that, but it always seemed to happen when others were sad. Clara realized she was having a hard time breathing. "Uh, you're a vamp, remember? I'm not that strong... ease up on the hug," she said.
Clara frowned. "PLEASE don't apologize. Just hug lightly. This is the first time I've met someone who hugs tighter than I do." Clara wrapped Violet in a hug again.

Violet breathed deeply, calming down. She blinked away the last of her tears. "We should keep going," she said, knowing she had to actually get somewhere.
HE urged himself, forward, but he was about to collapse.
((can he like fall, and violet see him or sumthing?))
((can he like fall, and violet see him or sumthing?))
He howled one more time, but it was less profound. His breathing grew heavier as his pace slowed.
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