{{..; ghost in the m i r r o r [open]

[``Isabella Valentine *]

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ghost in the mirror. just look beyond, the balanced reflection.
so tell me dear, can your heart break if its already stopped beating?
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Long, light brown strands of hair gently streamed past her slender and well-built shoulders. Her haunting amber-like eyes gently scanned the flowing greenish-blue lake as it laid across the earth like a wet blanket. Her cold pale hands were resting against her waist and her long and slightly sharp finger nails tapped the sides of her jeans lightly to the beat of the song blasting into her ears from an iPod. A soft sigh came from her crimson painted lips as thoughts coursed through her mind. Letting her eyes dart up toward the stars, she rolled her eyes as the moon stared down at her with a smug look upon its perfectly circular facade. At times, she wished that she wasn't a vampire. She wished she could feel the warmth of the sun caressing her slender body. She wished that the long light brown hair that cascaded down her back could be warmed by the glow of the burning sun. But that wasn't quite possible. She would be killed if she even attempted to go out into the sun. But at night, however, there were a few things that wouldn't be as entertaining as it would if it was done in the day time. Not sex, necessarily. But things like finding foolish humans out at night. Getting blood was always nice.


She sat in the green grass, boredly picking at the blades that shot up through the ground. Her amber eyes occasionally darted back to the lake but the moonlight just reflected on it so it looked like the lake was staring back at her. The transparent fingers on the wind brushed her hair into her beautifully carved face. She got up from the grass, spotting a tree that conveniently had a bench under it. But the bench was wrapped in crimson flowers. Well, the vines were, at least. Whatever...flowers are nice, I guess she whispered in her mind. Slowly walking over, she saw on the flower-engulfed bench, picking off the petals and letting them flutter to the ground. Letting the music play into her ears, she decided to sing along quietly, her melodic voice blessing the flowing wind. "I can't believe this horror that I see...its more than your poison inside me" her singing voice was nearly a whisper as her mind was captivated by the sparkling lake. The land around it wasn't dark at all seeing as the moon was full and decided to be brighter than heaven.

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Status :: COMPLETE, FTW!?
Tags :: ---
Words :: Not sure.
Lyrics :: Ghost in the Mirror - Motionless in White
Music :: Stick Stickly - Attack Attack!
Notes :: Open to anyone
Credit :: abianesthetic at CAUTION

[Ezekiel Kripke]

living off the alcohol
WITH NO ONE BUT A CAB TO CALL

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The word 'sexist' rang in his ears, and he couldn't help but smile. If only you knew...

[/color] He spoke mostly to himself, his tone just above a whisper. He was probably the least sexist man on the earth, he wasn't even a pig. And for a were wolf, his sex drive wasn't even that big. In truth, he loves women. He fell for them way to quickly, and often found himself prey to their charm. Take for instance the lovely vampire sitting next to him, if she had tried to flirt with him, he would have just melted. You would never guess that by looking at him, or after listening to him. He seemed like the type of guy that went to strip clubs and had a girl hanging off his arm all the time, but truth was, they kind of scared him. So if anything, this little pup was anything from sexist.

His eyes flickered around the area, then back at the vampire beside him. Really? Other benches? Hurm...[/color] His yes looked around again, then slowly glanced back at her. Enlighten me. Where do you see a bench around here? 'Cause I ain't walking half way around the world to have a seat. Plus, I enjoy looking at the lake.[/color] With that his gaze shifted back to the sparkling water. A laugh escaped his mouth as she spoke again, but his eyes stayed on the water. You didn't come here to make me happy?[/color] He spoke with an almost sad tone. His head turned and he looked back at her, his eyes looking like a lost, beat puppy's. Well, for a few seconds they did anyways. Amusement rushed in there after, and he laughed again, his eyes going back to the water.

For the next few seconds, the wolf seemed to space out. He completely didn't here her say the thing about the Elders, and had his mind in it's own little place. You wouldn't think he had other things on his mind, but he did. As she spoke again though, he seemed to come back into the real world. You mean besides funny, smart, and devilishly good looking?[/color] A bright smile snuck its way on his lips as he turned to look at her. But his humor would probably be wasted on her. Names Ezekiel, [/color] he stuck out his hand for her to shake, but had a feeling she would just stare at it like it was a dead rat. What 'bout you?[/color]


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STATUS- complete
TAGGED- Levvy
WORD COUNT- 462
LYRICS- Rain Delay - Crash Parallel
STICKY NOTE- i seem to mimic in the number of paragraphs >.<[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[``Isabella Valentine *]

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ghost in the mirror. just look beyond, the balanced reflection.
so tell me dear, can your heart break if its already stopped beating?
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Her head was high with pride. Spiked bracelet scratched her side but she ignored the scrape against her side. Her amber eyes reflected the gaze of the lake. The moonlight that was brave enough to shine down upon the sinister looking girl. Eyes held a prideful yet malevolent sparkle in them that she couldn't get rid of even if she wanted to. But who ever said she wanted to? Isabella could be described as a slightly "gothic" person. She didn't really believe in "God". Actually, she was a hardcore satanist. No one really seemed to have a problem with it. Even if they did, she didn't really give a shit. Isabel didn't really care what anyone thought. What they thought of her wasn't really her business. But she would fuck you up in a heartbeat. No matter how big and tough, guy or girl. You didn't want to get on her bad side, really. Unless you had a death wish. But for the most part, you mess with her, she'll mess with you. If you show her respect, she'll show the same to you. Looking up, she saw a guy making his way toward the lake. But she showed no interest in him. She simply kept switching through songs on her iPod with the volume fairly low.


But the same guy whom she'd ignored offered a few arrogant words as he stood there, letting the water brush up against his pants. Her head didn't but her haunting eyes just stared up at him with an "I dare you to come over here and say that" kind of look on her face. You better watch what you say, you little fucking disease or you won't have a tongue to talk with anymore, jackass she retorted sharply, picking up the dagger laying beside her and waved it back and fourth teasingly. She pushed her light brown hair behind her ear and smirked, Maybe it could turn into a much-earned glass of blood from this bastard if he continued to make the mistake of talking to her like that. She wasn't anywhere near a "dirty little mosquito". She was the leader of the Anima clan. He probably didn't care but he just made the biggest mistake of his stupid little life saying what he just decided to say.

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Status :: COMPLETE, FTW!?
Tags :: ---
Words :: I'll find the word count sometime.
Lyrics :: Ghost in the Mirror - Motionless in White
Music :: California - Hollywood Undead
Notes :: ...
Credit :: abianesthetic at CAUTION

[Ezekiel Kripke]

living off the alcohol
WITH NO ONE BUT A CAB TO CALL

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A harsh chuckles escaped his thin lips as she spoke to him. "Aren't you a ferocious little kitty,"

[/color] he said, a smirk tugging on the corners of his mouth. He didn't at all feel threatened by her, and her little knife. He was feeling rather cocky today, and it was showing extremely. He pulled his hand out of his pocket and rubbed the back of his neck. "And I don't know what you think you can accomplish with that little thumb prick you got there,"[/color] he said, nodding towards the knife. With that he chuckled again to himself. "Besides, I bite."[/color] He opened his mouth and flashed his pearly whites as he snapped it shut, his teeth clashing together to make a loud noise.

She wans't pissing him off like he had kind of hoped. He was just in a playing type of mood. Kind of like a puppy who just stole your slipper and won't give it back without a game first. He didn't know why. Perhaps it was the moon. It seemed to bring out the ass in him more than anything else. Well, that and bitches, and he was staring one in the face. A sinister grin scracked onto his lips as he looked at the girl, ideas and random thoughts beginning to flow. Slowly he made his was inland, and towards the bech the girl was sitting on. He came at a pretty slow pace, not really caring. As he got closer he just seemed to ignore her, and he sat down on the bench beside her. He turned his head and looked at her, his right eyebrow raised. He was curious to what she had to say/do.
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STATUS- complete
TAGGED- Levvy
WORD COUNT- 282
LYRICS- Rain Delay - Crash Parrallel
STICKY NOTE- still on the short side -shrugs-[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[``Isabella Valentine *]

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ghost in the mirror. just look beyond, the balanced reflection.
so tell me dear, can your heart break if its already stopped beating?
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He probably thought he was pretty important shit, right? Really, Isabella thought of him the same way she thought of a speck of dirt laying lazily on the ground among other particles of dust. She couldn't help but laugh at his next comment. Ferocious little kitty? Well, she wasn't here to be "ferocious" or to intimidate him. She just wanted to make a point. Aren't you a dumb fucker with the comebacks of a child, she said mockingly and let her own smirk pull at her crimson painted lips. A frozen gust of wind made its way across the terrain, chilling her body that was already cold. Mmm, thats not all I have with me. But I don't need to prove that to you. This is all I'll need to take the tongue from your mouth so don't push it she said calmly, her voice not holding any real anger anymore. It was just kind of dull. It wasn't really her goal to piss him off. If she did, thats his problem. If not, whatever.


She crossed her legs gracefully and continued to pick the petals off of a few of the flowers one by one, showing she was absolutely bored with him. Hearing his voice again, she held back a laugh. I'm a vampire, sweetie. I bite, too her words came smoothly yet with a hint of arrogance. A smile crossed her lips and showed her pearly white fangs. As he came over to sit beside her, she was disgusted, pretty much. But she didn't move as she didn't want him to think that he intimidated her. Because he didn't. Her eyes darted over to him as he looked at her with a raised eyebrow. If I'm such a dirty mosquito, why are you sitting here?

[/b] she asked, her voice once again arrogant and witty with every word.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

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Status :: COMPLETE, FTW!?
Tags :: ---
Words :: I'll find the word count sometime.
Lyrics :: Ghost in the Mirror - Motionless in White
Music :: Undead - Hollywood Undead
Notes :: Eh, sorry about the shortness and any typos. The spell check is being a whore.
Credit :: abianesthetic at CAUTION

[Ezekiel Kripke]

living off the alcohol
WITH NO ONE BUT A CAB TO CALL

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He lazily looked down at the lake, watching the small waves hit the shore. For such a little girl, you sure have a big mouth...

[/color] He slowly turned his head and looked back at her, half a smirk on his face. Out of habit, his arms came up and rested on the back of the bench. It was just comfortable to him. 'Cause I am not going to let you hog this bench and make me stand.[/color] He was a rather lazy person, which was rather off. Being part canine you would think he was fully of energy and stuff. But no, he was one of the world's biggest couch potatoes. Like he gave a shit anyways. He was still thin, his arms full off muscle and beautifully sculpted abs rested on his body.

You know... I don't think I like your tone of voice, he said, rather on the late side. You should speak nicer to your elders.[/color] Kay, so he wasn't really that old, twenty five give or take, but he really didn't care. It still seemed to apply, considering how young she looked. But that was just it, she looked young. He could never tell with vampires, if they really were that young, or just frozen looking that way. Well, he figured he would find out soon enough. She would either call him a dumb fuck again, saying that she was hundreds of years old, or she will just say some witty remark. Either way, he figured he was in for a a treat.


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STATUS- complete
TAGGED- Levvy
WORD COUNT- 256
LYRICS- Rain Delay - Crash Parallel
STICKY NOTE- i didn't see any typos >.< and i think my posts are still shorter[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[``Isabella Valentine *]

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ghost in the mirror. just look beyond, the balanced reflection.
so tell me dear, can your heart break if its already stopped beating?
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Biting at her nails, her attention was barely on the guy now sitting beside her. For the most part, she was pretty much ignoring his words toward her. Not that her feelings were hurt. Because quite frankly, she could care less what he said to her. Isabella was pretty self-confident and maybe even too self-confident. Some might call it snobby. But theres a difference between self-confidence and being snobby. Maybe Isabella was a bit of both. But she has never considered herself to be snobby. This were wolf guy here probably thought that, though. But again, she didn't really care. With a pale hand, she brushed the hair from her face and listened hesitantly to his words. Really, she should just leave. Once she started asking herself why she was here, she really didn't know. Maybe she should just leave. Turning off her iPod and putting it back in the pocket of her jeans, she sighed softly and thought of something to say for a second. Little girl? she murmured under her breath and rolled her eyes. Sexist she mumbled not too far after. She really didn't want to talk to him at the moment. Isabel would be fine with completely ignoring him while she just sat here or went somewhere else.


Really? The bench is that important to you? In case you haven't noticed, there are other ones that are far away from here she said, her tone sarcastic. Actually, this was the only bench here but she was referring to the ones that weren't even in this exact location. Flicking a moth from her arm, she listened as he spoke of "not liking the tone of her voice. Hah, funny. Do you think I care? I didn't come here to make you happy. My tone will be the way I want it to be, her voice came rolling smoothly from her tongue like a cobra's venom dripping from it's teeth. Not that she was mad or anything, just a bit annoyed with the situation. Out of all the people on the earth, he was probably the one she would rather not be talking to right now. But she didn't want to show any signs of annoyance.


Her lips lifted into a smile when the light haired girl thought about what he just said. Elders, huh. Yeah, whatever. She was probably much older than he was. Just didn't look it. She was turned into a vampire at age eighteen. And she hasn't changed. That was the only good thing about being a vampire. You could stay young forever as long as you were changed young. Which was pretty cool. Not that I care, but do you have anything for me to call you? she asked, her voice lowered into a quiet question.

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Status :: COMPLETE, FTW!?
Tags :: ---
Words :: I'll find the word count sometime.
Lyrics :: Ghost in the Mirror - Motionless in White
Music :: Nothing.
Notes :: Eh, I think meh post was a bit ramble-ish but I didn't want to write another 2-paragraph one. =P
Credit :: abianesthetic at CAUTION

[Ezekiel Kripke]

living off the alcohol
WITH NO ONE BUT A CAB TO CALL

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The word 'sexist' rang in his ears, and he couldn't help but smile. If only you knew...

[/color] He spoke mostly to himself, his tone just above a whisper. He was probably the least sexist man on the earth, he wasn't even a pig. And for a were wolf, his sex drive wasn't even that big. In truth, he loves women. He fell for them way to quickly, and often found himself prey to their charm. Take for instance the lovely vampire sitting next to him, if she had tried to flirt with him, he would have just melted. You would never guess that by looking at him, or after listening to him. He seemed like the type of guy that went to strip clubs and had a girl hanging off his arm all the time, but truth was, they kind of scared him. So if anything, this little pup was anything from sexist.

His eyes flickered around the area, then back at the vampire beside him. Really? Other benches? Hurm...[/color] His yes looked around again, then slowly glanced back at her. Enlighten me. Where do you see a bench around here? 'Cause I ain't walking half way around the world to have a seat. Plus, I enjoy looking at the lake.[/color] With that his gaze shifted back to the sparkling water. A laugh escaped his mouth as she spoke again, but his eyes stayed on the water. You didn't come here to make me happy?[/color] He spoke with an almost sad tone. His head turned and he looked back at her, his eyes looking like a lost, beat puppy's. Well, for a few seconds they did anyways. Amusement rushed in there after, and he laughed again, his eyes going back to the water.

For the next few seconds, the wolf seemed to space out. He completely didn't here her say the thing about the Elders, and had his mind in it's own little place. You wouldn't think he had other things on his mind, but he did. As she spoke again though, he seemed to come back into the real world. You mean besides funny, smart, and devilishly good looking?[/color] A bright smile snuck its way on his lips as he turned to look at her. But his humor would probably be wasted on her. Names Ezekiel, [/color] he stuck out his hand for her to shake, but had a feeling she would just stare at it like it was a dead rat. What 'bout you?[/color]


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STATUS- complete
TAGGED- Levvy
WORD COUNT- 462
LYRICS- Rain Delay - Crash Parallel
STICKY NOTE- i seem to mimic in the number of paragraphs >.<[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[``Isabella Valentine *]

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ghost in the mirror. just look beyond, the balanced reflection.
so tell me dear, can your heart break if its already stopped beating?
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Even if she didn't seem like it, Isabel wasn't the fighting type. She liked peace just as much as everyone else probably did. The only reason she didn't suck up and apologize is because she hated sarcasm and smart comments. Although, she did it, too. But if he would have came up and started being nice, then she would have been nice back. But at the same time, she wasn't a sweet, sugar candy girl, either. Isabel could be mean, obviously. Vampires are usually mean by nature. She tried not though. But her words always ended up slipping out in the most bitchy way possible. And she hated that fact. At least she wasn't a helpless human, though. At the mercy of were wolves, vampires, mix breeds, shifters and slayers. That would be horrible. At the same time, however, she already had this slight fear of slayers. Everyone did, pretty much. But she was in love with a slayer, kind of. Well, yeah. But that was a secret. She wasn't about to tell anyone.


She took a deep breath and let it come slowly out, but her breath was barely audible. She was trying to calm the bubbling anger that was getting worse for no reason. Yes, Isabel had anger issues, which was fairly easy to notice. You don't want to go have way across the world, huh? Well, I guess this is the only one, then she said, her voice calm and casual. I don't think theres any way I could make you happy, honestly, came a quiet statement but it was dripping with a playful sarcasm. The fake little puppy eyes he was giving made a half smile force its self onto her lips.


Maybe this weird "kindness" from him was fake but it was better than having to curse at him in order to get her point across. The slightest hint of a laugh snuck from her voice box when he spoke. She would call him devilishly good looking. He was good looking, she would admit. But she didn't want to start being all flirty. Not now, at least. Isabella. Most people call be Izzy, though. I hate that nickname but I'm used to it she said and looked down to see him holding out his hand to shake. Trying her best to calm the raging inferno of anger, she shook his hand and let just a half smile grace her lips. Um...I'm sorry for...cursing at you, Ezekiel she said, lowering her gaze to the ground. She wasn't really used to apologizing. Most of the time, her apologies are just taken for granit and they're never accepted. But if he didn't want to accept her apology, thats fine. But she didn't feel like arguing anymore.

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Status :: COMPLETE, FTW!?
Tags :: Zekay
Words :: It really is sad that I haven't put one on here yet. xD
Lyrics :: Ghost in the Mirror - Motionless in White
Music :: Paranoid - Black Sabbath
Notes :: YAY for 3 paragraph posts!
Credit :: abianesthetic at CAUTION

[Ezekiel Kripke]

living off the alcohol
WITH NO ONE BUT A CAB TO CALL

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The weird thing about all of this, was that Ezekiel was the one with the anger issues. He had bi-polar rage. And when I say rage, I mean rage. The kind where you just go off, killing everything in sight, feeling no pain, no nothing. It was triggered by just about everything too. He once killed a kid for popping his bubble gum. It was practice, and usually it just popped right out. But not tonight. For some reason he just couldn't get angry. He didn't know if it was a good thing, or a bad thing though. Just one of those weird things I suppose.

Exactly! That was why I sat here.

[/color] He grinned childishly at her for a moment. You might not want to say that. There would be plenty of things you could do right now t make me happy. Some as simple as giving my a complement.[/color] His grin grew larger and into a bright smile as he saw her lips curve. Ah, so the big bad vampire does smile.[/color] He couldn't help it, it just slipped out. He had that syndrome where he said things before thinking them over. They didn't even pop into his mind, they just slid straight out of his mouth.

Then she laughed. He felt like he was on a roll or something. I have that same issue. Everyone wants to say Zeke, just for the fact that it is shorter. I hate it... So, Isabella, I'm going to call you Isabella, well... as long as you say Ezekiel...[/color] He playfully narrowed his eyes at her, a five year child's smile on his face. Then she took his hand. He was surprised. One, most girls just looked at him like she sprouted a second hand when he tried to shake their hand, and two, she was a vampire. The species clashed and hated one another. Then again, there were kind of having a pleasant chat, beside the bumpy start. The apology was what caught him off guard.Apology accepted,[/color] he said, a smile on his face. He was going to make a big deal out of it, but figured he shouldn't. I mean, how often is it that a vampire apologizes to you? Once in a blue moon? So he just tried to keep the mood up. Well, sorry for callin' ya a dirty mosquito, a ferocious kitty, and a little girl.[/color] He kept a smile on his face, though it did seem to dim down a notch.

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STATUS- complete
TAGGED- Levvy
WORD COUNT- 415
LYRICS- Rain Delay - Crash Parallel
STICKY NOTE- Bwhaha! Over 400 words! [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[``Isabella Valentine *]

image goes here

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ghost in the mirror. just look beyond, the balanced reflection.
so tell me dear, can your heart break if its already stopped beating?
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She was sort of hoping that her blind fury didn't amplify in her words. It wasn't really at him anymore but more toward...well, nothing in particular. She was pretty good at controlling her anger most of the time. She would admit that there were a few times where she wasn't able to control it and it ended up in a killing spree with corpses laying all over the floor of the castle she had the honor of calling her home. Some called her a sociopath. Feeling no remorse. But she could give you a disturbing description of each and every kill. Even how different the blood tasted from the others. All blood tasted different and she could tell you how different. With so much detail, you could swear you could taste it yourself. Same with murders. If she ever wanted to tell you about one, then you could picture it in your mind. Whether that was a good thing or a bad thing, it all depended on the kind of person you were.


Okay, well, then, theres nothing wrong with you sitting here...I guess she said the last two words in a playful sarcasm. Letting pale hands brush her bangs from her amber eyes, a soft sigh came from her lips when she tried not to laugh. You want a compliment? Okay. I want a compliment before I give you one she said playfully, raising an eye brow. I smile more often than you might think. What about you? When is the last time you've smiled besides just now? came words mixed with a quiet laugh.


Zeke? the word came with a joking tone. Thats cute. Okay, well, I won't call you that. Even if it is tempting, her words came smoothly and without a trip or a stutter to be sensed. Like velvet running across the wind. Nodding as he accepted her apology, she was pretty satisfied. And when he also apologized, it was even weirder. The species usually don't get along. Must be a bit different. Well, at first, they didn't really get along. It seemed a bit different now. Apology accepted, she said. Looking up at the moon for a second, she thought of something to say. She smirked, wondering if he knew that she was the leader of the Anima clan. Looking back at him, she had a calm look on her face. This is a random question, but have you ever met the leader of the vampire clan?

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Status :: COMPLETE, FTW!?
Tags :: ---
Words :: In a hurry.
Lyrics :: Ghost in the Mirror - Motionless in White
Music :: Vermilion - Slipknot
Notes :: Sorry for teh short post. I'm trying to get to sleep before 3 a.m.
Credit :: abianesthetic at CAUTION

[Ezekiel Kripke]

living off the alcohol
WITH NO ONE BUT A CAB TO CALL

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Blood. It really wasn't something that he found himself drawn to. Well, a were wolf would never be as driven as a vampire, but there were still those people that would get cunsumed in blood lust and just react havoc on the town. That wasn't Ezekiel. Sure he had a bad temper, and most of the time he was crude and sarcastic, but killing, well, he didn't like it much. He blamed Lori. The mother of his child. Ever since she vanished, he just thought differently. Then he found out he had a child, and everything seemed to change more. The kid didn't live with him though, Ezekiel only got to see him occasionaly. Lori turned out to be a bitch after all, just like every other person he fell for. But after seeing Cas, after holding him. He definatly see the world differently. No more blood lust attacks, no more drive to kill. Altough he still had his rage thing, and it scared the living hell out of him. He just hoped his son would be smart enough to stay on his good side. But then again, he was a Kripke, so of course he would.

You guess? Ha, I see how you are....

[/color] He crossed his arms arcross his chest and looked at her with a pout on his face. He looked like a five year old kid or something. His arms uncrossed as the compliment thing popped up. Me give you one first? I don't see how that is fair. Besides, I already gave you a list of what you could say. I'm funny, smart, and devilishly good looking. Just pick one and tell me.[/color] Amusement filled his eyes as he looked over at her. Hey, I smile. The last time I smile was just the other day. I saw a little boy run across the park with a cape tied around his neck, yelling at the top of his lungs that he was Batman.[/color] He grinned just thinking about it, although he left out the small detail that the little boy had been his son. Ezekiel was highly protective of the boy, seeing that he was a mixed breed. He didn't like other people knowing about him, or what he was.

He narrowed his eyes at her for a moment. Cute? How is Zeke cute?[/color] Perhaps it was the fact that he was a guy, but being called cute didn't go well with him. The name Zeke didn't sound cute to him, it sounded like a dog's name. Hell, he knew a dog named Zeke. Then she accepted his apology. In his mind he was thinking, ya, you better accepted it. Once again, the manly ego had a whole other side to his personality. A light chuckle came form him when she asked the question. Ya, I would say that was random.[/color] He looked away from her and down towards the lake, his mind thinking. I don't think I have ever met her. Atleast I don't think. It's not like I go around asking 'Hi, are you the leader of the Anima Clan?' or anything like that.[/color] He slowly turned and looked at her. Why do you ask?[/color] Curiousity hitting him again.



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STATUS- complete
TAGGED- Levvy
WORD COUNT- 535
LYRICS- Rain Delay - Crash Parallel
STICKY NOTE- bwhaha over 500 words![/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[Ezekiel Kripke]

-pokes-
Hey Levvy, you ever going to reply? Or should be just declair this thread dead?