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Post by SUNNI ROXEANNE DRIFTWOOD. on Jul 14, 2010 17:23:15 GMT -5
THIS IS A LESSON IN PROCRASTINATION ( I kill myself because I'm so frustrated [/b][/size] )e v e r y • s i n g l e • s e c o n d • t h a t • I • p u t • i t • o f f • m e a n sanother lonely night I've got to race the clock[/i][/center][/font] • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Sunni's eyes widened a bit, but she turned her head hoping he wouldn't notice. He ask. He finally asked. Maybe he does care... well I suppose it's really curiosity. Uh... darn you curiosity. Sunni relaxed herself and turned to meet his captivating blue eyes. "Guess you can say I was adopted and abused by my family." Something inside her kicked her gut and told her to reveal the rest. Telling her "Zane's someone you can trust!" But her wisdom tells her not to get the best of the situation. He could be anyone. Even a test from God to keep your existence secret. Anythings possibly.
Sunni touched her neck, remembering the pain she went through. How many lives she went through until they left. Sunni shivered. I hate pain. It's a bloody feeling humans are cursed with. Then Matt randomly popped up. So is love. She stared at the floor for a moment. Lost in thought. She wished she could shut down her mind and think of absolutely nothing but warmth. Sunni turned and stood from the bed. "I'm going to get something from the vending machine a couple level's down. Want anything?" [/b] [/color] [/size] • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • OUTFIT! CLICK FOR NEW OUTFIT HERE ! !
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Post by ZANE AUSTIN REED. on Jul 15, 2010 17:11:05 GMT -5
 I AM A MAN OF SIX FEET TALL ,JUST LOOKING FOR SOME ANSWERS ,( IN A WORLD THAT ANSWERS NONE OF THEM AT ALL ! ) - - - - - - - - - -
It took a brief second to force himself to meet Sunni's gaze, but when he did, he was held there. He couldn't tear his eyes away, and the only way he could is if she turned away. He was captivated by her soft brown eyes. "Guess you can say I was adopted and abused by my family." Zane nodded slowly and offered a faint smile. "I'm so sorry," He was honest. He really did feel sorry for her. Much worse than being feared by your own mother, and yelled at constantly by your stepmother. Now I actually like my life. I don't get...abused...
Zane watched Sunni touch her neck and took a close look at the scar. It looked almost like...teeth marks, puncture wounds. What, did they bite her or something? Zane then remembered those vampire movies he'd watched and the scars on those humans who were bitten....looked almost like Sunni's. Impossible. Vampire's don't exist. Why even think that? But something inside told him to keep that idea, just as idea...what? Z? "I'm going to get something from the vending machine a couple level's down. Want anything?" Zane looked up at her and then stood. I want to go with her, I just don't want her to feel like she has to be guarded 24/7. He thought a moment before replying,"Um...no, thanks. But...here. I'll pay for whatever you want to get."
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Post by SUNNI ROXEANNE DRIFTWOOD. on Jul 15, 2010 18:21:18 GMT -5
THIS IS A LESSON IN PROCRASTINATION( I kill myself because I'm so frustrated [/b][/size] )e v e r y • s i n g l e • s e c o n d • t h a t • I • p u t • i t • o f f • m e a n sanother lonely night I've got to race the clock[/i][/center][/font] • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
"I'm so sorry." Sunni hesitated a moment. She didn't exactly know whether to express gratitude, or blurt out every horrible story the blood suckers gave her to tell. While crying of course. The song Big girls don't cry popped inside her head. Sunni laughed inwardly. Why am I acting like such a baby. Crying in front of him. He's a guy, he'll get sick of me quicker if I don't act my age.
"Um...no, thanks. But...here. I'll pay for whatever you want to get." She glanced between Zane and the three dollar he had stretched out in her direction. She sighed and snatched the three dollars. I'll sneak it back in his pocket later. She offered a small smile,"Thanks. I'll be back in a sec." If you still here. Sunni turned her back to him and exited the room. Alone, she decided to use the stairs instead of the elevator. Too many horror flicks had the victim die in an elevator accident.
On her way down the stairs, she felt as though she was being followed. She was positive it wasn't Zane. He didn't seem the type to really.... choke a girl. After a few minutes she found herself out in the lobby fiddling with the three dollars trying to discover what exactly she wanted from the vending machines. She stuffed the three dollars in her pocket, then brought out her own change. She got a yahoo, feeling like having chocolate, and peanut M&M's.
Sunni opened the door to the staircase. She listened to the door creak closed. Sunni felt the air chill down a few degrease. Sunni shivered and started walking up the stairwell. She froze when she heard a voice. "It's been a while Sunni." Sunni spun around, but didn't see anything or one. Her brows furrowed. She turned back around and started back upstairs. Except the instant she turned around she was face to face with a familiar vampire. Sunni's heart skipped a beat, she lost her breath, then her heart started to race. "Yeah....long time no see..." His name was Edward. Very fit I'm sure except he was ten times more violent then Edward from Twilight ever could be.
"I'm surprised I found you here. You suddenly poofed," he made a gesture with his hand to represent her "poofing","...out of thin air. Out of my scenting range. Sunni took a careful step backwards down a step,"I only ran away from you. The others ran away for themselves." She spun around and tried to escape through out the lobby, but in one fluid movement he was before her blocking her path. Sunni went to full scared, human foolish mode. She ran up the stairs, trying to make distance between her and Edward. But it was useless he was too fast. Edward grabbed her arm harshly and spun her around, baring his fanged. Sunni let out a short scream. OK! I admit I said before I might have been craving this, but not from Edward! He's so freak en violent and he doesn't know how to stop! God I'm going to die today, bleed to death then come back to life in some morgue!
Edward didn't hesitate or give her time to react when he tore off her shirt enough to bare her shoulder. Plenty of other scares were visible, but he was about to make a fresh one. He gripped her arms tightly and pierced her flesh. Biting into her shoulder. Sunni scream. "Help me! PLEASE! SOMEONE!" Sunni started to cry. Edward stopped, parting his teeth from her flesh and stared at her with a bloody mouth. "Why do you care so much Sunni? You can't die." "You try going through forty lives in a week! Feeling pain..." "Like this..." He bit back down on her shoulder. This time Sunni fell back on her back with his gnawing off at her flesh like a rabid dog. Zane... Sunni tried to picture his warmth.
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Post by ZANE AUSTIN REED. on Jul 15, 2010 19:24:28 GMT -5
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The second Sunni stepped out of the door, all anger and sorrow fled back into Zane. He once again wanted to redo his life, so that none of this would have ever happened. But he knew that was impossible. He was just going to have to deal with it. At least I don't get abused, but still. My own mother is so afraid of me, she left me and my father. A low growl escaped from Zane's throat and he threw a pillow at the wall, like a frisbee, and hard enough to hurt someone. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He looked up when he heard a familiar scream, faintly.
Zane bolted out the door and towards the vending machine. I'm so glad I have better hearing than a normal human... It was true, but doctors don't know why. Zane decided to take the stairs instead of the elevator. What ever is happening to her, the elevator will take to long to get to her. Zane pulled open the door leading to the stair case and looked up to see Sunni on the ground with a man biting her shoulder. He acted on instinct and pictured the guy being stabbed, right in the heart, and his neck snapping. Please work...please work...
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Post by SUNNI ROXEANNE DRIFTWOOD. on Jul 15, 2010 21:06:26 GMT -5
THIS IS A LESSON IN PROCRASTINATION( I kill myself because I'm so frustrated [/b][/size] )e v e r y • s i n g l e • s e c o n d • t h a t • I • p u t • i t • o f f • m e a n sanother lonely night I've got to race the clock[/i][/center][/font] • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Suddenly the fangs went away. Edward yelled as though he was actually pained. He glared up at something and hissed by baring his fangs, aiming them fiercely. Sunni felt weak and her body cried for relief. She tilted her chin up and noticed Zane. Her eyes widened. Zane.... it's like he heard my cry... Sunni suddenly felt a spark of adrenaline. She forced her mind to subside her pain and work on getting to her feet and getting Zane far away from Edward as possible.
In the blink of an eye Sunni witnessed Edward on top of Zane. Sunni gasped and let out a small scream,"No!" She put hand pressure on her open wound,"Stop! Don't hurt him!" Edward picked Zane up and bashed him into the wall nearby. Pinning him to the wall he bared his fangs again and hissed,"He's seen too much! He's a dead man now!" [/i] [/color] [/size] • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • OUTFIT! CLICK FOR NEW OUTFIT HERE ! !
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Post by ZANE AUSTIN REED. on Jul 15, 2010 21:24:13 GMT -5
I AM A MAN OF SIX FEET TALL ,JUST LOOKING FOR SOME ANSWERS ,( IN A WORLD THAT ANSWERS NONE OF THEM AT ALL ! ) - - - - - - - - - -
Zane was suddenly pinned to the ground, and he could see the guy's fangs. Holy crap, he's a vampire! No, impossible. They're fictional! But...Those fangs look real and his eyes are red and he looks like he's ready to kill me. so...vampire's are real. Wait a moment...Sunni wasn't abused! She was bitten, millions of times! She lied! Stop thinking, Zane, and fight back before you're killed. But before he could do anything, he was slammed into a wall.
Zane's breath was knocked out of him for a brief second when he was slammed into the wall. He could hear Sunni begging the vampire to stop, and not to hurt him. The perks of being psychic... Zane lifted his fist and punched the vampire straight int he side of his head. At the exact moment his fist made contact with the vampire's head, Zane pictured the vampire's head cracking. Zane could make it seem like he was so strong, and he was very strong, but not as strong as he could make himself seem. Confused? Too bad.
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Post by SUNNI ROXEANNE DRIFTWOOD. on Jul 16, 2010 14:15:32 GMT -5
THIS IS A LESSON IN PROCRASTINATION( I kill myself because I'm so frustrated [/b][/size] )e v e r y • s i n g l e • s e c o n d • t h a t • I • p u t • i t • o f f • m e a n sanother lonely night I've got to race the clock[/i][/center][/font] • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
"Please, Stop-" Sunni suddenly felt light headed. She assumed it's from too much blood loss. She stumbled back against the wall, grabbing her head. Stop. not here, not now! Zane need's me! Sunni shook her head trying to get her ground back. She fell to her knees, her hands kept her from falling onto the floor. She could see black dots forming everywhere. Trying to blind her.
Edward hissed when Zane fought back with a fist with surprisingly hard force behind it. Edward responded by rearing back a fist and making contact with it on Zane's gut. Edward chuckled and grabbed Zane's wrist. "I wonder how you taste." He parted his lips, revealing his fangs and piercing Zane's palm with his teeth. Edward parted his mouth from Zane's hand for a moment. "Not bad." Sunni reacted quickly, she grabbed a maids mop that was stored nearby with other things. She swung it and hit Edward with it. The stick easily broke, shattering into many pieces. Edward narrowed his eyes, releasing Zane and making his way to Sunni. "Don't make me mad Sunni."
"Edward!" The beautiful voice, like birds chirping during the day, was way too familiar to Sunni. Isabella! She glanced up the stairwell to see Isabella. She was as beautiful as Sunni remembered. She gracefully leaped from the top of the steps and landed between Zane and Edward. "You disobeyed an order. Your not allowed to see Sunni." Isabella glared at Edward with stern eyes that didn't fit well with her. Then she turned to Sunni and smiled. Sunni felt instant warmth. Edward narrowed his eyes. "You will be punished when we get back Ed." Edward grit his teeth and disappeared. She glanced over he shoulder at Zane. "His punishment is death. I'm sure you'd agree with this." She smiled.
Sunni felt her cold hand suddenly cupping the side of her face. "My poor darling. He'll pay for hurting my jewel." Sunni offered a faint smile,"Why did you leave me...Isabell?" Isabella placed a finger over her lips. Then she was gone. Sunni ran over to Zane. "Zane, are you OK? I mean...of course your not.." She bared her own pain when she helped him to his feet.
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Post by ZANE AUSTIN REED. on Jul 16, 2010 15:11:12 GMT -5
I AM A MAN OF SIX FEET TALL ,JUST LOOKING FOR SOME ANSWERS ,( IN A WORLD THAT ANSWERS NONE OF THEM AT ALL ! ) - - - - - - - - - -
Zane was punched straight in the gut, and hunched over, holding his stomach with his arms. He grit his teeth angrily and looked up at the vampire. Stupid vampire. His eyes flashed with anger but he just watched as Edward picked up his hand. "I wonder how you taste." Zane widened his eyes. No, no no! But it was too late, the vampire's fangs were digging deep inside Zane's flesh.
Zane fell to his knees as soon as the vampire let him go, hunched over and holding his hand in terrible pain. He squeezed his eyes closed and forced himself not to yell out in pain. It was hard, but he managed to succeed. "Edward!" Zane didn't even look up at the sweet voice. "You disobeyed an order. Your not allowed to see Sunni." What, is she the boss of all these vampires or something. God! It hurts like...I can't even describe it!
"His punishment is death. I'm sure you'd agree with this." Zane glanced up to see the newcomer looking at him. Please tell me she was saying Edward would die. Not me...I think he was. I think she was talking to me, not about me. God I hope so. Before he knew it, the vampires were gone and Sunni was at his side. Zane stood his her help and looked down at his bloody hand."Zane, are you OK? I mean...of course your not.." Instead of answering that question, he asked,"Please tell me she was talking to me.
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Post by SUNNI ROXEANNE DRIFTWOOD. on Jul 17, 2010 0:00:35 GMT -5
THIS IS A LESSON IN PROCRASTINATION( I kill myself because I'm so frustrated [/b][/size] )e v e r y • s i n g l e • s e c o n d • t h a t • I • p u t • i t • o f f • m e a n sanother lonely night I've got to race the clock[/i][/center][/font] • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Sunni couldn't help but laugh a bit,"OK. She was talking to you." She just told him what he wanted to hear. To be totally honest. Sunni wasn't sure either whether Isabella was speaking about Edward... or Zane. She was putting all her faith in the 'talking about Edward dying'. Sunni glanced over at his wound that Edward gave him. She sighed. "We can clean up in my room. I'm sure you have millions of questions. I can answer them there." She helped him to the hotel room where she opened the door and sat him down on the bed.
Sunni went into the bathroom and wet a small towel. She came back and started wiping the blood from his hand wound. She could already tell it would scare. Edward's bites always scared. She sighed, feeling the pain on her shoulder. She forced her mind to subside the pain. "You shouldn't have to bare this." Sunni focused on her healing abilities. She lightly kissed his wound and closed her eyes. A small light glowed around his wound. Sunni winced as the wound disappeared from Zane's hand and transferred to her own hand. That's how Sunni's healing power works. She steals the victims pain and wounds and transfers it to her own body. "There..." She smiled weakly.
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Post by ZANE AUSTIN REED. on Jul 17, 2010 21:01:08 GMT -5
I AM A MAN OF SIX FEET TALL ,JUST LOOKING FOR SOME ANSWERS ,( IN A WORLD THAT ANSWERS NONE OF THEM AT ALL ! ) - - - - - - - - - -
"OK. She was talking to you." Zane sighed in relief, and looked down at his painful hand. He forced himself to ignore the terrible pain, and continued to remind himself, Edward didn't suck me dry...I just lost a bit of blood...I'll be fine. Of course, he wasn't even too sure himself. He felt, well, okay, except for the horrible pain in his hand that was shooting up his arm. He winced a bit everytime a large stroke of pain filled his hand.
Zane flinched when the washcloth touched his hand, his body freezing up in pain. But once she continued, he forced himself to relax. "You shouldn't have to bare this." Zane watched her with curiousity as she kissed his wound, and his hand lighted up. His eyes widened a bit, but once again he forced himself to relax. What the- He noticed his wound disappearing, then one just the exact same as his formed in the same spot. And the pain was gone. "First question. What in the world was that? How did-what-huh?"
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Post by SUNNI ROXEANNE DRIFTWOOD. on Jul 17, 2010 22:27:16 GMT -5
THIS IS A LESSON IN PROCRASTINATION( I kill myself because I'm so frustrated [/b][/size] )e v e r y • s i n g l e • s e c o n d • t h a t • I • p u t • i t • o f f • m e a n sanother lonely night I've got to race the clock[/i][/center][/font] • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Sunni placed a gently finger over his lips. She understood the confusion, the curiosity, everything told him that this was abnormal. Sunni sighed, standing before him. Absently she took a step back until she ran into the hotel dresser which was provided. Crap. involved a human. Nothing's worse then putting God's beings in supernatural dangers. I may never get my wings back. Sunni sighed,"I have the ability to heal. I transfer peoples pain and wound onto myself. So I bare the wounds instead of them."
A single tear fell from her chocolate brown eyes, scaring her face. "You should leave. It's dangerous around me... as I'm sure you can tell. I can't have you be hurt... I wont be able to bare it." She closed her eyes as another tear fell from her eyes. Sunni made her way to the bathroom where she swiftly did the best she could to fix up her wound(s). She exited the bathroom to see Zane still in her room. Sunni lowered her gaze,"What are you doing still here?" She grabbed the handle on the door that leads out and opened it for him. She avoided his eyes,"Leave."
Sunni knew what she must do to be sure Zane didn't have to worry about his life. She would take his punishment. If it be death, fine. If he needs his mind to be erased, she's sure they would find an ancient to erase any memory of the attack... or Sunni.
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Post by ZANE AUSTIN REED. on Jul 19, 2010 18:09:27 GMT -5
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"I have the ability to heal. I transfer peoples pain and wound onto myself. So I bare the wounds instead of them." It reminded Zane of his ability to inject pain into people. Well, she told me. I should tell her. It's not like she's a supernatural hunter. She's not. He stared at her for a moment, watching her back away from him as if he had just told her he was Satan. He opened his mouth to tell her about his abilities, when she walked into the bathroom.
Zane lowered his head to stare at the floor as he thought. He stood in the exact spot and position he was in while she told him she could heal. Like he was a frozen statue. What-is she psychic too? What else could she do? I mean- His thoughts were interuppted when the bathroom door opened again. He turned his head to see Sunni. "What are you doing still here? Leave." Zane walked over to her and the door as if he was about to leave. Instead, he placed his hand on the door and slowly closed it. He narrowed his eyes as he spoke in a calm voice,"Remember when that guy, Edward, jumped off of you for no reason? When he cried out in pain?" He glanced at her. "That was me. I didn't even touch him, I was too far away. Get where I'm going?"
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Post by SUNNI ROXEANNE DRIFTWOOD. on Jul 19, 2010 22:24:31 GMT -5
THIS IS A LESSON IN PROCRASTINATION( I kill myself because I'm so frustrated [/b][/size] )e v e r y • s i n g l e • s e c o n d • t h a t • I • p u t • i t • o f f • m e a n sanother lonely night I've got to race the clock[/i][/center][/font] • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
For some reason Sunni's heart started to race when Zane shut the door close and filled in the distance between them. At first she avoided his eyes. Keeping them at the door. Remember when that guy, Edward, jumped off of you for no reason? When he cried out in pain? Sunni narrowed her eyes to the memory and felt the pain itching on her shoulder and palm. That was me. I didn't even touch him, I was too far away. Get where I'm going? Sunni glanced up at Zane. What is he getting at? I'v heard of some supernatural things... but that..come on Sunni. Think. Angel? No. Demon? could be... Her eyes widened a bit,No, he can't be a demon. I would have sensed it. He feels so human though. Wait... didn't he mention giving some of his loving humans "gifts." ugh... what did he call them...
"Psychic..." the word slipped off her tongue before it registered in her head. Like on the inside she knew. Sunni shook her head,"Even if that's true...it's mot like....look..." She knew what she wanted to say, but just couldn't get it out. Oh gosh. Just... leave before you get hurt. Before.... Sunni recalled what Isabella said about punishment being death. She hoped along with Zane, she was talking about Edward. Sunni sighed and tried to open the door again, but it just closed right back. Sunni glared up at Zane. Does he not understand the danger he's putting himself in?!
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Post by ZANE AUSTIN REED. on Jul 19, 2010 22:50:08 GMT -5
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Will she believe me? Zane watched as she thought, trying to figure out what he was trying to get at. I don't want to just go right out and say, "I'm psychic." I mean, I want her to figure it out. Even if she thinks I'm psychic, she may not believe me. But how would she heal someone if she isn't psychic. What, is she some other creature with abilities? Zane shook his head slowly, though didn't dismiss the idea. If psychics are real, couldn't other fiction creatures be real? It's highly possible.
"Psychic..." Zane raised a brow and looked down at Sunni as she spoke. He smiled faintly in relief that she actually figured it out. He opened his mouth to say she was right, but she spoke again,"Even if that's true...it's not like....look..." She's not too sure. She needs proof. But I don't want to hurt her too much... Zane felt the door opening, but closed it instantly. He smirked at her glare."You want proof? Here it is. One of my hands is on the door, the other's behind my back,"
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Post by SUNNI ROXEANNE DRIFTWOOD. on Jul 19, 2010 23:12:35 GMT -5
THIS IS A LESSON IN PROCRASTINATION( I kill myself because I'm so frustrated [/b][/size] )e v e r y • s i n g l e • s e c o n d • t h a t • I • p u t • i t • o f f • m e a n sanother lonely night I've got to race the clock[/i][/center][/font] • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
You want proof? Here it is. One of my hands is on the door, the other's behind my back. Sunni noted the fact he did have one hand behind his back, and the other on the door. Well it's a no durr why he keeps the one on the door. Sunni kept her hand on the door handle, the other she placed on her hip. So what if she secretly did wanted proof. She's never came across a psychic, to her they were just rumored.
You'll feel like...like a needle is being stuck in your upper arm in three, two...one. She couldn't help but think how ridiculous he sounded right now. Suddenly, there was a sharp but short pain in her upper arm. She flinched, gritting her teeth and swallowing a possibly whine. With the hand from the door knob,she grabbed her upper arm. She glanced at the wound she had, then to Zane. "That was just luck. It was pain from Edward's bite shooting through my arm." Why did Sunni not want Zane to have his satisfaction of being who he said he was? She avoided his eyes and tried to open the door again.
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