Tallia Gauthier
Journalist 
Editor of Witch Weekly
"The quill is mightier than the wand"
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Post by Tallia Gauthier on Jul 11, 2007 15:08:25 GMT
*Climbs over the gate into the meadow and walks through the long grass*
*Sits down by a large group of daisies, pulls off her cloak then lies down with her head resting on it, the sun beating down on her bare legs and face*
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Tallia Gauthier
Journalist
Editor of Witch Weekly
"The quill is mightier than the wand"
Posts: 1,931
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Post by Tallia Gauthier on Jul 11, 2007 18:04:29 GMT
*Lays watching the sun sink low in the sky*
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Tallia Gauthier
Journalist
Editor of Witch Weekly
"The quill is mightier than the wand"
Posts: 1,931
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Post by Tallia Gauthier on Jul 11, 2007 20:29:33 GMT
*Stands up, pulls her cloak around her shoulders and disapparates*
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Post by Dante Fuilteach on Jul 16, 2007 0:09:02 GMT
*Crouched in the grass, his face covered in blood and dirt from sleeping in the earth and feeding in a maddened blood frenzy, Dante feels his heart pounding like a drum in his chest*
*His only clothing a ragged, mud smeared poet's shirt, and his hair messy and disarrayed, he clutches the dead body of a young Muggle woman close to him, muttering*
*Murmurs a name in his delerium*
Alexa...
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Post by kristofshadows on Jul 16, 2007 0:24:59 GMT
**Thinking that Ophelia and Dante usually go hunting at Hogsmeade, he apparates immediatly holding his head up high, sniffing his surroundings**
**He takes a few steps forward, trying to catch a scent. After a few minutes, a familiar smell fills his nostrils together with the scent of blood**
**He quickly follows it to find a crouched figure, recognising it as the man Alexa loves**
Dante?.......
**He rushes towards him, leaves and twigs crunching under his bare feet** You ok, man?
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Post by Dante Fuilteach on Jul 16, 2007 0:31:17 GMT
*Drops the woman's cold lifeless form and recoils like a cat*
*Looks up at Kristoff, his face transformed from its normal handsome features into a gaunt, bloodied snarl; his fangs longer than normal and the whites of his eyes black, the irises the colour of blood*
*Says in a voice so contorted it doesn't even sound human*
Sta...ay... back...
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Post by kristofshadows on Jul 16, 2007 0:44:02 GMT
**He raises both eyebrows when he looks at him closely and mutters more to himself than him** Gods damn...... you look worse than I do once a month.
**He doesnt move, simply squats down to be close to Dantes level** Dante, listen to me. I know its kind a' hard right now, buddy. I've been through this so i know how you're feelin right now. But you gotta let me take a good look at you alright, man? I'll help ya out. Get ya cleaned up and dressed looking spankin new, alright?
**With that said, he pushes the womans corpse aside as easily as if it were light trash**
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Post by Dante Fuilteach on Jul 16, 2007 0:48:15 GMT
*His eyes narrow*
*Says in the same contorted voice*
Betrayed me once before...
*Digs his nails into the earth and crouches, looking like a cat waiting to pounce*
But... I can turn...
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Post by kristofshadows on Jul 16, 2007 1:01:14 GMT
**He notices his movement and prepares himself for anything**
You forgave me remember? You said me tryin to get ya' out proved to you i was really sorry. I still am, man. It was a mistake. **He holds his hands up as though in surrender**
I'm not tryin anything slick. I promise.
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Post by Dante Fuilteach on Jul 16, 2007 1:04:19 GMT
*Snarls and becomes a cloud of bats again, this time more easily able to control it*
*Whirls around Kris in his bat form, and then solidifies behind him*
*Hisses right in Kristoff's ear* Where is my Alexa?
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Post by kristofshadows on Jul 16, 2007 1:15:36 GMT
**He takes a step back as Dante turns and narrows his eyes as he surrounds him** What the f-
**He tenses when Dante hisses in his ear, thinking it best not to turn and face him he says** She's at the Mansion. Safe and sound in her bed.
**He tries to remember something his father told him ages ago while standing there waiting for a response from Dante**
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Post by Dante Fuilteach on Jul 16, 2007 1:35:43 GMT
*Looks up at the black sky and gives a low, guttural sigh that sounds like a death rattle*
*Moves suddenly and appears a moment later in front of Kristoff, his ragged shirt half hanging off his body*
*Gets as close as he can to Kristoff's face and hisses*
Tell her... tell her I won't leave her there... Tell her... I love her..
*Steps back and shudders*
*Speaks, his voice still guttural but more lucid than before*
All I can think of is blood! Kristoff... I'm not safe to be around... Tell her I'll come back when I'm not so dangerous!
*His body seems to shimmer for a moment, and then he becomes the cloud of bats again*
*Flies away into the night, leaving behind his ragged poet's shirt*
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Post by kristofshadows on Jul 16, 2007 1:39:55 GMT
**He listens intently to Dante as he speaks, to his surprise, feels worried**
You watch yourself man...
**He watches him go then picks up his messed up poets shirt and disapparates**
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Tallia Gauthier
Journalist
Editor of Witch Weekly
"The quill is mightier than the wand"
Posts: 1,931
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Post by Tallia Gauthier on Jul 31, 2007 17:43:07 GMT
*Walks into the meadow and begins conjouring marquees and tables for tomorrow's party*
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Tallia Gauthier
Journalist
Editor of Witch Weekly
"The quill is mightier than the wand"
Posts: 1,931
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Post by Tallia Gauthier on Jul 31, 2007 19:07:50 GMT
*When everything's set out, she casts anti-intruder charms around the meadow and leaves*
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