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Post by Jurrell Hall Kennedy on Dec 5, 2008 3:51:18 GMT -5
Jurrell breathe din as he sat in the blizzard. One of the worst in hosmead history. The cold air tinged him to his flesh and bones freesing him stiff. Did he care though. Did he care that he was sitting there without a voice against the wind. Whith out a warm person to keep him company. He raised his hand the natural magic made stronger by the pressence of the blizzard. He made a black rose grow from the white snow. He felt like the rose. Created without puprose into a world full of torture no real purpose. He kept it allive lacing his other finger across the smiling scar on his cheek.
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Post by Flyte Vance on Dec 5, 2008 4:07:44 GMT -5
Flyte stamped her feet and tried to get warm yet no matter how much she tried to she just couldn't unfreeze her fingers. This was the first time she had seen snow up close, her father always promised a trip to Kilimanjaro but had never come through. At first she had found the snow enchanting, the way it kissed her flesh, the feel of her feet sinking into it.. now she was tired and sleep and a little lost.
She should have listened when someone suggested she not go into Hogsmeade by herself the first time.
Doing the exact opposite of what she knew she should Flyte slumped down in the snow, leaning against a tree. Her eyes were closing when she noticed a single bloom amongst the white snow.
A perfect black rose.
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Post by Jurrell Hall Kennedy on Dec 5, 2008 4:14:07 GMT -5
Pitter patter. Jurrell widened his eyes he took concentration off the rose and it was soon lost in the blizzard. He looked back to the tree where a girlsat there. He didn't bother speeking she wouldn't here him any way against this wind. He tunred his head and sneered when he saw the rose gone in the wind. He didn't bother making another one. What was the point anymore? He had ruined everything.
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Post by Flyte Vance on Dec 5, 2008 4:16:00 GMT -5
Flyte saw the young man in the snow and felt the raw edge of his pain like a flame upon her. She rose to her feet and drew closer to him, as warm as he was making her no one should feel that hurt.
'Are you alright?'
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Post by Jurrell Hall Kennedy on Dec 5, 2008 4:24:30 GMT -5
"do you need to ask?" Jurrell spoke glumly. He looked to the snow and touched finger on the ground. A stem grew wrapped his hand and ended in another black rose.He plucked it from the ground his green eyes stared at it as it stayed alive at his natural dryadic touch. "The growing of a rose, begins with a tear, the grave and mourning, it grows in feer" "only one purpose, it did not choose, its just something we look at, its life we use" He moved his fingers and it glew a bright red against the snow. He kissed it softly and soon it died at the furry of the blizzard.
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Post by Flyte Vance on Dec 5, 2008 4:33:02 GMT -5
Flyte studied the young man before her and made a decision.
'You obviously need to talk and I need a warm drink... what say we head inside?'
She held out her hand to him
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Post by Jurrell Hall Kennedy on Dec 5, 2008 4:41:33 GMT -5
'You obviously need to talk"
He looked at her and smiled at her hand. "you're kind but the last thing i need is a conversation im quite happy in the snow" He said as he laced the scar on his cheack he poked his finger into the cut that widened his mouth and felt his sharp strong canines. The white wolves of the snow could sit here so could he.
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Post by Flyte Vance on Dec 5, 2008 4:48:44 GMT -5
Flyte hesitated to intrude anymore but was pretty confident that she should. The man was playing with his face and she suddenly noticed the scar, flinching a little she pressed on.
'Well could you at least show me the way indoors? I am kind of lost out here... all the buildings look the same too.. ' She wondered just how much she should say but decided to push through.
'I know you aren' t happy, I can feel it, you are aching and torn apart inside... ' she watched him a moment longer. 'What is that scar?'
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Post by Jurrell Hall Kennedy on Dec 5, 2008 4:54:18 GMT -5
"you should know two things about me I have a consious the size of a whale so now i need to take you in doors" "and the size of my consience only matches the length of my story so I'd prefer not to explain" he said glumly. He held out his unnaturally warm hand and touched her lightl chilled skin. "I'll take you inside I know my way around even in the snow" he admitted with a shrug.
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Post by Flyte Vance on Dec 5, 2008 7:22:14 GMT -5
Flyte smiled and was greatful for the guidance. If he wanted to tak he would - she wouldn't make him.
As he lay his hand on her arm she felt her mouth go dry, her head started to pound and she moaned out loud as she fell to her knees. The pain was worse than anything she had ever felt.
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Post by Jurrell Hall Kennedy on Dec 5, 2008 16:05:21 GMT -5
"Crap whats wrong" He said still holding her. She was a pure-blood. Damn! His powers didn;t work on full wizards. "Please Please Look at me whats wrong" He said desperatly worry in his eyes as he held her. He kept her warm with his naturally warm Lycanthrope skin. The blizzard moving around the two harshley. Like a prison.
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Post by Flyte Vance on Dec 6, 2008 1:10:16 GMT -5
'You.. just... need... to... relax...' Flyte struggled to get to her feet. 'You are so twisted inside that its like a physical blow to me.'
She closed her eyes tightly and tried to focus on herself.
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Post by Jurrell Hall Kennedy on Dec 6, 2008 1:37:06 GMT -5
He removed a hand from her but one was still there his figners touching her chilled skin lightly. He moved it down her arm and was now touching her hand. He quickly quivered away. What did he just do? Why? He looked at her. "are you sure you don't need anyhelp?" Sarah then spoke to him. 'OHHH Jurrell what are we doing here' The voist sinister and silent as always. He forced back the voice into the back of his head.
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Post by Flyte Vance on Dec 7, 2008 3:33:33 GMT -5
He took his hands away and the tide went out, leaving her shakey but okay. His fingertips burnt a trail along her arm and she felt him pull away sharply, like she was poisonous.
Are you sure you don't need any help?
Flyte shook her head and tried to smile reassuringly at him. She took a moment to build up her walls and turned to face him.
'Its a storm of emotion from you, like you have been holding things back and now they are crashing down around you..' She shivered in the cold air and hugged herself tightly.
'Can we go inside now?' she laughed softly.
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Post by Jurrell Hall Kennedy on Dec 7, 2008 3:41:51 GMT -5
'you can;t just shut me up that easilly you like her don't you' Jurrell ignored the voice and smile only hearing some of what she said. go inside now He nodded. "Want me to carry you the blizzards thick you might not make it against the snow" He offered but hoped she said no. why am I hoping she sais no 'you know why Jurrell you just dont want to know' shut up or I'll shut you up parasite 'never called me that before I gotta admit'.
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