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Thread: May not be around.

3 i hope things get better.
Thread: May not be around.

I prescribe 50 ccs of Sunshine Crew, come pick up your prescription at Solem Manor ASAP.
Thread: May not be around.

Thanks guys..
Thread: May not be around.

I hope you feel better, Anji. 3 Love you, hon.
Thread: May not be around.

Anjeru said Thanks guys.. Click to expand... No, but srsly, what are you doing today?
Thread: The Predator: Confession

Since this is a series I would probably put them all in one thread so you don't bump everyone else's stories off the page.
Thread: The Predator: Confession

I don't write frequently enough for that to be a problem. By the time I put in my next installment the current ones will be on page 40.
Thread: The Rails [Clockwork & MissedStations]

It is the twilight hour in the Ore mountains, and the pine and alder bend in the wind of its passage. The train is passing, sleek and black and bronze, the thunder of its wheels a noise so great it is felt and not heard beneath it are the rails, and the rails pass everywhere, arteries of iron and stone purchased with sweat and sorrow. The homunculus sleeps fitfully, hidden. His body is bent to fit the contours of the luggage rack, where other possessions are placed. It might be a child, upon first glance. Shabbily dressed, wrapped in tweed worn thin enough to shine like satin and in cotton worn bleak enough to chafe like burlap. It is clothing that conceals, rather than simply covers, and this is well, as the skin of the thing is gray and rugose, its eyes bloodshot and asymmetric. If it smiled, it would be a horror. Awake, it is a he , and when awake, can insist upon its name. He is Trieste. Asleep, it becomes once more an It , immobile and helpless before a voice and a bond. When he wakes, it is to the sounding of a tinny clockwork bell, and it is with a smile he puts the fob-watch aside, his one precious thing, and swings down from behind the valises and grips, and over to the window, and out into the howling wind, snatching at him, pushing him against the side of the great machine. His limbs are a-crackle with long restriction, but nonetheless they swing long and ropelike from hold to hold, with surety. The bridge is approaching, a spiderweb of sharp-edge shadows against the spears of forest, in the gathering dark. In the mind's eye, he sees it tumbling, shattered and groaning, and himself and others with it, slowly falling. It is, in truth, a hard price to pay, but it is a just one. The coal-car and the engine are fast approaching, and the range is sufficient to the task. Trieste draws out the device, which resembles, a little, an orient prayer-wheel of the sort seen, betimes, on the streets of Pondicherry. What it resembles most is a grenade, and it tumbles end-over-end, slow, against the wind. When such devices are thrown on open ground, the wind of their use can knock a man dead, even aside the steel they throw. Here, it is lost in the greater wind of the passing train, on its arteries of steel. He closes his eyes against the flash, opens them again. The engine is squealing and there are sparks and by their light, the side of the engine is peppered with scores and shards. The bridge is entirely unharmed- the bridge is, indeed, passing. Trieste begins, very quietly and very creatively, to curse.
Thread: Care for a dance? ((Me and Sharpii))

Alessandro smiled to himself as he socialised with some of the family??s business associates, at the same time indulging in the wine being served. His more animalistic tastes, to say the least could not appreciate the true taste of the wine. In fact, he hated the taste of food and wine altogether, but it was necessary for him to be drinking it tonight, lest it look a bit strange. Alessandro was a very confident man. He handled himself very well, and spoke eloquently, often getting him exactly what he wanted. He smiled at the men around and laughed at jokes man, having a jolly good time. Occasionally his eyes would move to the door to spy on those who were coming in. His eyes fell on a woman dressed in black and gold. He smiled, she was stunning, almost as beautiful as his sister, but it seemed she already had a partner for the night. Perhaps if they were separated he would approach her, but for now, he would simply watch. After all, he had no intent of starting hostilities hear tonight. On the other hand his sister Rosetta was having a grand old time. She had only been here for ten minutes and was already dancing with man. She smiled at him from behind her mask as the man seemed a bit unnerved by her cold flesh and would often ask if she wanted a jacket, tho she would reply no. At the end of the dance, he would ask for her name to which she smiled at him sweetly and said That, you will have to wait for she sailing and walking away. She knew that giving her name would often lead to people trying to gain her affections because of her family's power. Instead, at events like these she liked to get to know a raw person, not clouded by other motives. She moved to the side of the ball room and began to chat with some of the ladies whilst holding a glass of wine, putting up the act of an avid socialite, when really she found most of their conversation dull and boring. They spoke of the same things she had heard a hundred times. Gossip, dresses, places to go on holidays, and then spot out the attractive males in the room, hardly what she thought to be and engaging conversation. There were far more important things in like.
Thread: Care for a dance? ((Me and Sharpii))

Alessandro smiled to himself as he chatted and mingled making small talk with the group of men he stood with. Though, amongst all the chattering and gossiping, he noticed a certain women looking over at him. He could not help but grin when he noticed it was the women in the golden dress. He looked over at her, locking eyes with her, telling her that she had been caught by him. He smiled at her and took a sip from his glass before seemingly turning away from her and chatting for a few more minutes with the group he was standing with before he excused himself. With out allowing her to notice he was heading in her direction, he came up behind her and charmingly smiled at the group of ladies and said For give the interruption my ladies, but I was wondering if the beautiful women in gold would care to dance? he asked her, bowing a little and holding out his hand to take hers, looking into her eyes, giving her a kind smile. Rosetta was getting rather bored of the chatter here, though she did not show it. After a little while when she could no longer contain her boredom, she politely excused herself and made her way over to the drinks table. Sure the stuff tasted like horse shit, but it was an excuse to get away from those dense women. From Orlando??s perspective, it may have looked like she was heading for him, which may have left him a little surprised when she would walk past him to pour herself a drink and take a sip, and sigh to herself a bit. She looked out and spotted her brother with a group of ladies. She couldn't help but smile a little. Seemed he was already on the prowl, the scoundrel. She took another sip of wine and put the glass down and decided to see if she could find some better company for the night.
Thread: Care for a dance? ((Me and Sharpii))

Every so often she'd look in his direction and then she saw he had looked in her direction. Rats! She was caught. She felt her face heat up. She wasn't usually so shy. If anything, she was actually always so open and wild and crazy, definitely not lady like but in this world, being her natural self would get her into a lot of trouble. Orlando knew that she wasn't always so shy. That it was sort of a front so that his parents wouldn't think bad of her or anything like that. But then the unthinkable happened. He came to be out of nowhere since he was there, asking for her to dance. She looked around her to see if anyone else was wearing gold. Literally she did. He was standing there, waiting and she was looked side to side, at the women she was talking to and then in back of her. No other lady in gold except for her. M-Me? She couldn't believe it. But she was jumping for joy inside. If she could, she'd jump up and down right now like a giddy little girl who's crush just asked her out. But she kept her cool and gave him a soft smile. I'd be honored. Taking his hand, Liliana allowed him to lead her. Before he'd drop the glasses of wine out of his hands out of pure shock, he quickly put them down and he looked at her. Admired her, especially when she was right next to him. He didn't know what to say. He didn't know how to approach her or talk to her. But first thing was first, he needed to compose himself. BE himself. HE was a charming man. Dashing and confident and that would attract women to him. He wanted her to be attracted to him. Clearing his throat, he looked at her. Would you do me the honor of sharing a dance with me? He was surprised he managed to get that all out without choking on his words. Such a beauty can always make a man second guess himself, make a man doubt himself. Her beauty made him feel so insignificant, so weak like jello. He was weak at the knees but so surprised he was at all able to keep himself together. He was a lot stronger than he thought. Right on.
Thread: Care for a dance? ((Me and Sharpii))

Alessandro could not help but grin a little at her reaction. It seemed that she had not expected him to ask her at all. She took his hand, his cold skin meeting with her warm hands for the first time. He stood up straight and smiled and began to walk with her to the dance floor. When he found a spot on the floor, he stopped, and turned to her. Smiling he put her hand on his shoulder, and placed a gentle hand on her waist, holding her free hand with his. He looked down into her eyes and began to lead her in the dance, moving to the music. He smiled at her and said I do wonder if it is prude of me to ask for your name he said as he moved her about the dance floor. He then seemed to chuckle a little and said But where are my manners, when asking for a name, one must always give his own first...my name is Alessandro he said. He moved her with skill and grace, seemgly having years of practice under his belt, which was true. When one had lived a life as long as he, their was pleanty of time to indulge in the peasures of life. Rosetta couuld feel his eyes on her but she said nothing as social policy dictated that the man had to come to her, which, was fine by her. So she took her time at the table, perhaps he would be better company then a group of chattering women with...nothing to talk about other then themselves really. Her eyes looked to him when he cleared his throat. He was attractive, he had a nice smile. She looked at him, turning to face him and said The honour is mine. She gave him a smile and allowed him to take her to the dance floor.
Thread: Care for a dance? ((Me and Sharpii))

Orlando was deeply honored that she said yes. Confidence. He remembered that when he was a kid, just entering his teens and all he could think about were women because of that age he was in, his late sister always gave him one piece of advice confidence. With confidence, a woman would be attracted to a man because of aura and ambiance he gave out. It never failed him. He grew confident, never cocky and he became the man he was today, able to get even an acceptance of offer from such a beautiful dame as this young lady. She sure was beautiful, the epitome of a ripened fruit, in its glorious prime. Liliana allowed the attractive man to take her to the dance floor where they commenced in a lovely dance. All the dances that night were lovely. Nothing dirty, nothing overzealous, everything just right. Being with this man made her forget that Orlando's surprise for her hadn't been fulfilled. Hell, Orlando didn't even come to her mind. All that was on her mind was this man. And to learn his name--Alessandro--it fit him. He was mysterious, handsome, perhaps dangerous with a safe ambiance to him he most definitely was an Alessandro. He took her hand and placed it on his shoulder, his hand gently placing itself around her waist firmly and respectfully. And thus, he lead her in dance. For a short while, he admired her beauty. He wasn't able to put together any coherent thought to speak to make for conversation. He was completely taken back by her beauty. But not wanting to come off as rude or creepy, even, his manners and charm were coming back to him. My name is Orlando. Please bless me with the pleasure of telling me your name. It'd make his night. Liliana. It's a pleasure to officially meet you, Alessandro. She hoped though that it was fine for her to address him by his full name. The only way she was even able to associate with the noble elite was because of her engagement to Orlando. This man didn't know that. But it felt alright to say his name. Hopefully. Maybe. Definitely?
Thread: Care for a dance? ((Me and Sharpii))

Rosetta smiled as he led her to the dance floor, and placed her hand gently on his shoulder, and a hand at her waist. She looked up at him kindly. She waited for him to speak, doing nothing that would otherwise make him uncomfortable. She knew that he had been taken by her. When he finally spoke she smiled and said My name is Rosetta she said, a name that he probably knew, anybody, who was anyone, would know. She wondered how he would proceed now that he knew exactly who she was. She sincerely hoped that he would not turn into, like so many other men, a snake trying to get their hands a piece of her family's pie. Alessandro smile when she said her name and he looked down at her and said A fitting name for such a beauty as you he said stepping back a little and twirling her, before pulling her back to him, a smile on his face. Tell me, do you come to events like these often, I wonder why I have no seen you before he said moving her about on the floor. Perhaps it is because our faces are masked today that we are truly able to appreciate one another for what they truly are he commented looking down at her. Tonight, you can be anyone, with no prior prejudices....sometimes we have to be blind to truly see what is in front of us he said. Rosetta was enjoying being with this man already. He was confident, but not cocky, something she liked in a man. She wondered if it was an act though. He seemed the clever individual, perhaps he had fooled girls before. She then pushed the thought from her mind. Perhaps she was being to suspicious. She decided to push thoughts of deception from her mind, and just enjoy herself. She had barley spoken to the man and she was already putting up walls to protect herself. Alessandro smiled down at her and moved her about the floor with ease. As he did so, he found himself wanting to know more about this woman, get to know her, find out about her likes and dislikes. It was a long time since he found himself so drawn to women. Perhaps if she felt the same way, they may become good friends, perhaps even more, but she already seemed to have her heart set on someone and he would not interfere with their relations. It was against his principles.
Thread: Care for a dance? ((Me and Sharpii))

Liliana was trying her hardest not to blush at this man's words of flattery and kindness. She wanted to just be herself. Open, carefree, wild and crazy. She loved being around men and always seemed to have a wittiness about her when they tried to flatter her. It seemed she forgot that all after being engaged to Orlando. Don't get me wrong, she loved being with him since he treated her like an angel or a goddess. But Alessandro...he was definitely something different. He was just the thing and aspect missing. Orlando smiled a charming and handsome smile when she presented her name to him. A beautiful name, befitting a woman of such beauty and status. He said softly. It only then occurred to him that she was Rosetta Lombardi, of the Lombardi's. They were famous, well-known. Everyone knew them and he felt suddenly so honored to be dancing with her. He heard she was, as a store clerk said, 'As beautiful as a jewel shining it's glory in the sun' but he didn't do her justice. She was exquisite from what he could tell with her mask on. For another short time, he was speechless. He was dancing with such an icon, a woman for all woman to look up to hell not even Liliana matched Rosetta's level. My fiance and I attended tonight because he had the time and we'd be fools to pass up such a prestigious invitation and honor. He may be of noble blood but he doesn't take anything for granted. If the way she talked gave light to the fact she herself wasn't of noble blood, hopefully he wouldn't find some distaste to it. Then she remembered fiance--Orlando. She felt like all color left her face but when she looked at him, into his eyes, everything was okay again. She wanted to be where she was, dancing with him. As much as I'd like to think that tonight could be about freedom and not needing to express any worry or care of who we are, you'll still always be Alessandro Lombardi and I'll just be from the small village in Verona. It didn't take a genius to know that she was dancing with such a legend in the noble elite world. She had to do her research. Tonight is my lucky night. To be dancing with the exquisite Rosetta Lombardi--tell me, there's a hall full of more than eligible men, perfectly suited for you. How is it that I, a man who feels so small next to such an accomplished woman, could be so honored and this lucky to be dancing with you, being able to even know your name? He truly was stunned. She could have any man. And yet, she agreed to dance with him. Even told him her name. Tonight really was a special night, even if it wasn't with Liliana.
Thread: Care for a dance? ((Me and Sharpii))

Rosetta smiled at his kind words and said I thank you for your words she said as he danced with her. On reply to his next question she smiled and said The answer to that question is quite simple. The man who feels small next to me will show me respect, the man who feels he is my equal or superior will only try to gain my affections for one reason only, and that is only to gain more power. For this reason I have chosen to give you my name tonight she told him. She then paused, thinking for a moment before she said But then again, my theory could also work in reverse, which simply means, I have chosen to dance with you tonight because I have followed my instincts and felt that you are an honourable man she said and she sincerely whished that she was right in making that assumption. Alessandro smiled at her as she spoke of her fianc. He smiled and said He sounds like a noble man, which is more then i can say about half of the men in these halls. I hope you live a long life with him he said smiling kindly. As he thought, she was already promised to another, and as such he would not interfere. He may have been taken by her but it would have never worked anyway. Vampires were forbidden to be romantically involved with humans, though he and his sister often did their fair share of flirting it was nothing more than that. Rosetta looked up at him and smiled kindly. She hoped he was not too intimidated by her, that would only lead to awkwardness between the two of them and that could also lead to of them ending not liking each other at all. She hoped she could avoid that scenario. Alessandro smiled down at her as she spoke. He said It's true we cannot change where we come from, but we can change where we end up. Our own ancestors began as farmers, and look at where we are today, nothing is impossible, a beggar can become the pope if he wishes it...he just has to want it bad enough he said.
Thread: Care for a dance? ((Me and Sharpii))

It never even crossed his mind to use her to mine for her power and fortune. Then again, why should he? His family had worked their way up the grotesque working class pyramid to get to the top that they were at now. Why would he seek out more? HE wasn't greedy. His family might do that, but he wouldn't. It wasn't like him to do that. Still though, there could always be complications between him and her if it ever got to that level. He had a fiance and while he'd never wish to hurt her, he wasn't sure if he could make himself stay away from her her being Rosetta. There was something about her that made him more attracted to her than any other woman he was ever attracted to. Then it's a good thing that I am not like the other men of this place. Using a woman for power. It's heinous. He said simply but with such a gentleness to his voice. He is. But...I'll be honest. I never wanted this. I wanted a different life. But it brings a parent no greater joy than to see a woman of my rank be married off to such a high standing noble. It relieves a parent to know that the certain noble wanted their child to marry. How could I betray their wishes. They brought me up when we had so little. They could have easily killed me because I am the youngest, that way they'd have plenty more for them and my brothers and sisters but they didn't. What kind of a daughter would I be if I didn't return the favor? She knew it was a lot to unload, especially on someone like him who didn't need to carry her burden but it just came out faster than she could have stopped it. She wasn't forcing herself to do any kind of favor to her parents. She had always been selfless thinking of others before herself. Was that such a sin? Being with her was right. Nothing could be wrong. Not a thing. Being with him was right. She felt comfortable she felt that she could be her real and natural self in no time.
Thread: Care for a dance? ((Me and Sharpii))

Rosetta smiled at him when he replied. 'I'm glad to hear that, it is reassuring she said with a smile. Rosetta felt comfortable around him safe...even though she knew that she could defend herself quiet easily against any would be attackers. It was strange, she found herself drawn to this man...She could not explain what was happening to herself. But neither the less she did not push him away. Half the men here are all trying to get their hands on my families power, I'm sorry if I am a little wary of you she said. She paused for a moment and said I find it difficult to trust men she said quietly. She smiled a little at him as then continued dance around the floor. Alessandro looked down at her and kindly said Listen...you are your own person...you have the power to change your own life. If this is not what you want, then do what you want. Take the opportunity, and seize it within your hands. You owe your parents nothing. It is entirely their fault that you were brought into this world. It is their duty to care for you, to raise you well, to discipline you. If they had killed you, they would have committed one of the biggest sins we know of he told her. He smiled at her and said The world is not perfect, but no one should be forced into marriage he told her kindly. He smiled and said Don't do something you'll end up regretting he said.