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Post by Parisa on Jul 22, 2010 22:12:51 GMT -5
The darkness seemed to go on forever past the light from the hotel lights next to all the rooms' doors outside. It was humid out, muggy like it was going to rain but too hot too. Her greened eyes stared out from a small opening between the wall and curtain in her hotel room. Scanning the area fully before deciding if she was going to head outside to the vending machines that disposed out flavoured waters. She was tired, or well her vessel was, she was weighing down and yawning left and right. Again she scanned the area, grabbed her purse and quickly opened the door to her hotel room. Her ever changing eyes stayed glued to the destination she wished to reach and didn't dare to look anywhere else besides the ground.
The darkness clung to the few cars in the parking lot and the trees in the distance but she didn't look, she quickly sped up her walking pace and reached the vending machines. The angel opened up her large purse and ran her hand through it to grab a couple ones loosely laying by her wallet. She quickly fed the machine the money, pressed the strawberry kiwi flavoured water and waited for the creepy sound from the machine that signaled it was working to get her drink. The angel had a bad feeling about being out right now, the pit of her vessel's gut felt like it turned and flopped as she leaned down and grabbed the water. Throwing it in her large purse and making a mad dash back to her hotel room, she didn't even grab her change from the machine. Quickly she got to the door, opening it ajar before turning and looking around at the darkness beyond the hotel lights. She shivered in the humidity.
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Post by Domino on Jul 22, 2010 22:31:19 GMT -5
The streets were empty, the darkness was the only one here, it soothed him, and protected him, it was his friend. He walked around to see the parking lot, and saw how empty it was just like him, “maybe it was going to be a depressing night”he thought, as he sighed, and stared up at the big sky. He was lonely and sad, the woman he encountered before wanted him badly, and he just laughed at her, and smiled. He was bored of all the madness he had, he was done with it all, he just wanted insanity, and chaos. He sighed, and looked at himself in the puddle, all he saw was just a beautiful monster made to just kill, and destroy gods creation, he sob a bit, and then he grimaced, and walked on stepping on the reflection of himself that stayed there.
He kept walking until he started growling, well his vessel was, he had to please him before he started fighting for his body, he sighed, and leaned against the wall, and saw a opened door, well it didn’t have a door on it. It led to a room of vending machines. He walked in, and saw a woman, she was cute but wasn’t what he thought she would be, she was an angel, he smiled from ear to ear, and went to the vending Machine on the side from him, he inhaled and smelt the smoke in the room and looked over and saw the cigarettes, then he dug into his pocket, and pulled out a wallet, and gave the machine the money, and pressed the coke.
It made this interesting creepy sound that he laughed, he grabbed the soda, and stared at it for a second, that’s when his vessel took control, and twisted the cap to open it, it made this snake sound as it opened. He began drinking it, and let the cool sweet bubbling liquid go down his throat, it was better then gin he loved this soda, he quickly looked to the bottle, and read the name “ Coke” He whispered, and laughed, then he continued to stare at the angel, and he noticed she smelt like the star he was looking for. He smiled gleefully, and he was full of this so called excitement he could use this angel, and get close to her, pretend to be a friend, and get close to this star of his, he drunk the rest of his coke, and wiped his mouth. He quickly threw it away, and crossed his arms.
“Excuse me miss...but you look very cute” He said, in his light childish tone, his vessel gave him when he asked him questions, before he took his body, but he couldn’t take his mind, he would always argue with him about who to kill, who not to kill that’s why he was so crazy, his vessel gave him that side, and it mixed with his carnage and insanity, he growled under his breath, and then he smiled, and eyed the angel up and down, she was pretty cute, he wasn’t lying about that. He snickered and just stood there with his handsome looks.
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Post by Parisa on Jul 22, 2010 23:02:13 GMT -5
The brunette was not happy, she kept looking over her shoulder and expecting to see someone cruel, she expecting something bad to happen. The eeriness she got from hotels to begin with made her on guard but this one in particular changed when that sun went down. The lot had seemed almost empty, the place got quiet, it got darker, foot steps got louder, and anything was possible.Her stomach flip flopped left and right, turning, and being very uneasy. These feelings inside made her scared, the only other real feeling besides happiness she could put a title on. The angel bent down to the machine to grab the drink, her hand shaking in the first place, the coldness of the water bottle made it worse. Hearing the sound of footsteps come and halt made her freeze, in her mind she hoped to turn around and see the couple from 4B she saw earlier or one of the little children from a couple rooms away. Anything, anything but someone worth fearing. Slowly the angel stood up taking the water with her.
The foot steps moved closer to her and she could see someone standing beside her out of the corner of her eye. Parisa tired and tried to calm herself down, the boy seemed merely that. A boy. Even she knew, though, that wasn't always the case. The stillness in the humid air seemed to change to her in a way that wasn't good and that she could tell. She didn't know how to place it. Sticking the water bottle into her large blue purse she moved her hand to her necklace, it was now a habit to touch it, especially in worried situations. Parisa didn't bother with the change in the machine laying out for her to take, she simply turned after hearing the boy speak the name of the drink. Politely she gave a small smile and nodded at him as if she was nothing more than a shy girl who only wanted a water and escape any conversation.
The hint was not taken. Miss? Cute? Parisa looked up from the ground to the boy, her changing green eyes looked worried at him as she faked the best, real looking grin she could. "Why thank you.." She spoke low, thick with accent, and very child-like. The boy sounded childish himself but she didn't want to take note to it. Oui, not to mention his piercing blue eyes and that adorable smile. quickly she shook her head as if trying to shake that thought from her mind. "I.. uh, I should go now." Hoping, praying that that was that she looked back down, taking her hand from her necklace and tightened her grip on her purse. Parisa turned away from the boy, she was even more worried now.
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Post by Domino on Jul 23, 2010 0:26:27 GMT -5
He smiled when she liked his compliment, but he began o pout when she said she had to leave, he had to do something he didn’t want her to go, oh no, he wanted to talk to her, and gain her trust. He lifted up his shoulders and let them dropped, and then he inhaled big, and let out a sigh. “I just want to be your friend” He said, cute but sadly. He love her voice it was cute, and well British, he smiled at her, then pouted because he wouldn’t stay. He sighed, and went back to the machine, and put more money in and got another coke, these things were very addicting. They were heaven to him but he hated heaven so maybe more of hell causes he loved hell, but he also like the earth, he gave a bore, and dull look because he couldn’t make up his mind.
He opened it, and began drinking it, then he smiled and thought of something, he walked to the girl and started a conversation “You should try this it’s good” He said, smiling, showing her the soda. He hope she smile or say let me try it, and agree with him, and if she turned him down, he would be upset then he would go nuts, and probably kill her but he need her, and if she died there would be no point then. He waited for her reply, and smirked at her, and wondered what she was thinking, he could smell fear, so maybe she was afraid but of what? Maybe him but why?
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Post by Parisa on Jul 23, 2010 15:18:08 GMT -5
The angel paused, not taking more than three steps away from him when turning before hearing those words hit her ears. I just want to be your friend. The brunette looked over her shoulder at him, he had sounded sad that she was wanting to leave. She had never turned down a friendship for those were great things to have on Earth, but she was cautious of this. Hearing him sigh she simply watched him put more money in the machine and retrieve a coke from it, he seemed to really like them. Parisa was never a soda fan, maybe it was because her vessel didn't like dark sodas. Instead the girl always drank water, flavoured water was her favourite, she also grew a liking to sports drinks like Gatorade which she fancied after a jog every morning. "I'm sorry.. but I really should go," She was in a lose for words, all she needed was an excuse and get back to her hotel before something terrible happened. "You see.. I have a very big day tomorrow." Parisa lied through the accent, well not exactly lied. The angel never knew what the next day would bring, some were uneventful, some were adventurous, and the list went on so she wasn't exactly lying to him.
In her mind she was knocking every reason to not drink a soda and yet the boy was drinking them down fast. Parisa was more of a health buff the longer she stayed on Earth, she was glad her and her vessel did not drink soda for many people either forget or don't realize how many extra calories they consume in what they drink. Drinking a single 330 ml can a day of sugary drinks translates to more than 1lb of weight gain every month. Parisa did not want to do that to her vessel. The angel had also read about soda weakening bones and give risk of osteoporosis, what ever that was it didn't sound very good. Parisa simply shook her head lightly as he offered her a drink, "I have bought my drink, but thank you ever so much," she smiled genuinely at him, "besides, soda is not good for.."she refrained herself from speaking about her vessel which was often hard for her to do. "your kidneys." Praying he didn't get mad at her for not taking the drink she shrugged lightly. "M-may I ask.. your name?" She asked cautiously. [/blockquote]
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Post by Domino on Jul 24, 2010 3:41:03 GMT -5
He was upset cause she had to go, but of course she was an angel, but he realized which angel she was, she was Parisa the nourishment angel, he smiled gleefully, and chuckled a bit. Then he put a strand of hair out of his face, and revealed his pale face, and gorgeous blue eyes he stared at her with. He pouted a bit, then quickly shook it off, and smiled big, he was of course going to show her who he was but not now, maybe if she asked him who he was, he was willing to scare the shit out of her, and make her run a cower in fear, maybe Adraste would actually stop hiding and rescue her from such torment but of course he was going to let her win but he was going to take something precious.
He completely ignored her soda comments, and stared at the heart winged necklace and smiled” How beautiful, I wonder who gave that to you” he said, in a childish angry tone, he grabbed it from her neck,” Pathiec, really Parisa.” He said, in a dull depressing manner as he stared at it, one of his eyes to white but not full, and the other black the same as the white. He looked at her, and laughed “ I am Domino, the hell knight, and I wanna be your bestest friend ever” he said, in his cute kid voice but it sounded a little manic, and mad. He smiled big and showed his razor sharp teeth, and hungry wolf black and white eyes.
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Post by Parisa on Jul 31, 2010 16:21:13 GMT -5
Her blue eyes looked hard at the boy before her who was now, very deviously, smiling at her. Her left hand clung to her big purse as she watched him chuckle at her which only made her more worried about the situation. Carefully she watched him and watched him come closer to her. Parisa glanced at the door frame keeping her hand on her purse and trying to forget that dumb health comment she made towards him- obviously he didn't care, no one ever did, except for.. anyways. All the angel wanted to do was get back to the hotel in one piece and not get murdered like other angels had, how horrible she felt when she watched one of her best friends die before her and she had no power over it. Since then she had been healing ones who were not meant to be healed, she was finally going against order but it was for the best.
This guy moved closer to her, staring at her necklace, she studied him. His childish tone turned angry, grabbing her necklace, breaking it's chain, and taking it into his hands. Her necklace, her everything was ripped before her, the only thing she had that reminded her of her Protection Angel was now in the hands of this boy. Pathetic. He called her pathetic, and he knew her name. Parisa gave him a disgusted look, hell knight. "Domino," She exhaled, "I should've known it was you.." Parisa looked at the necklace in his hand, "You give me that back." she spoke roughly stern, her eyes now green and brown as she gave him a narrow look.
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Post by Domino on Jul 31, 2010 17:17:02 GMT -5
He smirked at her, then he looked at the necklace, and crushed it in his beautiful hands, then he let it fall to the ground. “ I say he is worthless, and weak, a coward at that” He said, grinning, and laughing at the priceless expression on her face, it was so amusing, enjoyable, ecstatic it made him feel so good and alive seeing her sadness. “ I want your dear little star friend, before another one comes, and protects her” He said, growling at her, making her fear him even more, he wanted her dead, not because she was an angel, because she was annoying and pathetic to look at.
He just looked at her, and began walking to the machine again and instead if paying, he broke it making all of the cokes falling out of it, and he took one, and opened it, and began drinking it. These things were making him crazy, and hyper. He loved it though; it was so enticing, and fun to drink. “Can’t wait to kill your friends” He said, grinning throwing the empty bottle down.He smiled his wolfish smiled, that shook anybody up, he was a monster and monsters scare people, and hurt them, might as well start.
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Post by Parisa on Aug 29, 2010 11:33:46 GMT -5
Her grip on her purse grew tighter as he held the necklace in his hand and she demanded he give it back. The mysteries of dealing with a hell knight was never knowing what he'd do. Her heart broke the second the necklace was broken into pieces and falling quickly to the ground. The angel felt like her heart had been ripped from her heart and was too falling in pieces to the ground below. Worthless? Weak? Coward? She was trying so hard to not let her eyes sting up, trying to hard to not do something stupid and ruin any chances of getting out a live. Seeing he was a demon, he knew ways to make an angel talk, threats, ways to hurt them.. Parisa was much softer, gentler than other angels, she could be broke quick.
"My little star friend?" Parisa raised her eyebrows at him looking confused. She knew exactly who he was talking about but she knew multiple other stars, he'd have to clarify. "I have multiple star friends. Be. Specific." She growled back, narrowing her eyes again and tightening her jaw. The demon made his way back to the soda machine, getting another soda and gulped it down faster than he last few times. His actions, his voice, that look upon his face.. He disgusted her. Kill your friends? Parisa softened her narrow look and her jaw. "Well you are not going to kill any of them on my watch." Her accent was thick as she gave him a disgusted look, the sound of wings fluttering the air in time for the angel to leave the hotel campus.
She landed a state over into Nebraska, the angel had to get away from anyone this demon could hurt. Parisa needed to stay far away, maybe lead him off track, but she needed to find away to tell them all to watch out, to go the opposite direction, to stay out of harm if possible. She would never be able to forgive herself is anyone was hurt if she could help it. The angel started taking off on foot, down back alleys and dodging through populated areas like the fair. The heel of her left shoe broke and immediately she went down, her hands softening the fall but her knee scraped and began to bleed. "Oh shoot!" The brunette cursed out, laying onto her back and kicking both shoes off, they were no longer use to her. Quickly she took to her feet and made her way into a large forest like area, maybe she could hide for a while.. it wouldn't be long before he found her again, though. [/blockquote]
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Post by Domino on Sept 7, 2010 21:14:01 GMT -5
Why did angels have to run..he sighed, and smirked and walked slowly down the alley trying to catch up with her, he wanted to play so he didn't want to kill her right away..maybe play with her emotions...he quickly stopped and thought of someone he could be..maybe Adratse.. he chuckled a bit, he loved the thought and the devious idea..to hold the Angel in his arms and then SNAP!!! The feeling and thought was like ecstasy, and with the broken angel it would just do the trick and make him all better.
He then smirked, and laughed manically as he walked down the alley, it echoed throughout it letting everyone know that madness and insanity was in the air, and it was time for everyone to wake up and witness the true death...he grinned showing his razor sharp teeth as he saw Parisa run away, he placed his hands in his pocket and laughed a bit, the stopped his eyes full of depression...he realize that Drake was taking over...he wanted out and he was getting stronger everyday...
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