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- Mizu Kuin - 04-14-2011 [html] takes place at Queen of Piety Cemetery.
She walked to a place that seemed to be where the dead were kept. There were stones sticking out of the ground that had names and dates on them. Riley White. Age 4. A broken heart the world forgot. Mizu's heart lurched at the words. This young person was only 4 when she died. She knew this was young for humans. What had happened? She shook it off. She wished that she could die. Then she could be put in the ground next to this grave. She could have a stone say her name on it, her age and a saying. Would anyone even care if she was dead? Perhaps Teo? Tears streamed down her face and she collapsed to the ground. Her breath came in short gasps as she struggled with her breath. Her lungs seemed to be filled with water. Maybe she was dying. Good. No one would care anyway. She cried more, it was a scary thought. But it would be better for everyone. .Mizufreebe05 b {font-weight:bold; color:#ffffff; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #40717a; } .Mizufreebe05-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#40717a; text-align:right;} .Mizufreebe05 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .Mizufreebe05 {margin:0 auto; width:460px; background-color:#9cddf1; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... reeb05.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #30535a; padding: 200px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#40717a; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} .Mizufreebe05-border1 {width:462px; border:2px solid #ffffff; margin:0 auto;} .Mizufreebe05-line1 {width:430px; border-bottom:1px dotted #30535a; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> #00+ - Alae Sidhe - 04-14-2011 [html] [/html] - Mizu Kuin - 04-19-2011 [html] again, sorry for the wait!
Breathing became hard again. She gasped, scared but happy that maybe she was suffocating. Would she die right here? In front of a wolf she hadn't even looked at? She thought about Teo. He would be sad to see her like this.. he had made her feel better, but only for the day. She gently touched the necklace that accomponied her yin-yang with her fingertips. He seemed to appear infront of her. He offered her kind and gentle words. However she was sure that Teo had probably forgotten her by now. Her shoulders shook as her hand that was touching the necklace went to the ground to steady herself. More tears came down. They didn't seem to slow, just speed up. Why couldn't she stop feeling bad for herself? No one should feel bad for her, she was a pathetic wimp and dirty nasty wolf who deserved to die. She muttered under her breath quitely, but loud enough for the wolf behind her to hear, "No one would care if I died, so why can't I just work up the nerve to jump off a dang cliff?" .Mizufreebe05 b {font-weight:bold; color:#ffffff; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #40717a; } .Mizufreebe05-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#40717a; text-align:right;} .Mizufreebe05 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .Mizufreebe05 {margin:0 auto; width:460px; background-color:#9cddf1; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... reeb05.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #30535a; padding: 200px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#40717a; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} .Mizufreebe05-border1 {width:462px; border:2px solid #ffffff; margin:0 auto;} .Mizufreebe05-line1 {width:430px; border-bottom:1px dotted #30535a; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> #00+ - Alae Sidhe - 04-19-2011 [html] [/html] - Mizu Kuin - 04-22-2011 [html]
Mizu didn't say anything. She really didn't know what to say. The woman disagreed with her thought. She said that something in the world would be upset by her death. This thought made her smile. Would something really be affected by her death? She would be missed? Her lungs seem to open and she could breath again. Still tears flowed from her eyes steadily but she had a small smile on her face. Something would care! She wanted to scream it out. As if to prove to her brother that she would be missed by something. Her brother.. Her lips curled into a small snarl. He had tried to kill her twice. Maybe he provoked her thoughts of killing herself? Maybe... just maybe all this was his fault. Mizu looked at the hand that was now placed on her shoulder. She smiled. This woman seemed to care. She stood up and turned around. She wiped her face and as she looked at her fingers she saw that some of her dye had been worn away from her tears. She ignored it though and smiled at the woman. She said her instinct was fighting for her survival. No matter what she wanted to do her instinct was not going to let her do it. Mizu didn't know her and she didn't know what the female would do but she embraced her in a hug. She didn't speak but she let herself cry on the woman's shoulder. She pulled away, feeling embarrassed. "Something would really care?" .Mizufreebe05 b {font-weight:bold; color:#ffffff; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #40717a; } .Mizufreebe05-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#40717a; text-align:right;} .Mizufreebe05 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .Mizufreebe05 {margin:0 auto; width:460px; background-color:#9cddf1; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... reeb05.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #30535a; padding: 200px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#40717a; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} .Mizufreebe05-border1 {width:462px; border:2px solid #ffffff; margin:0 auto;} .Mizufreebe05-line1 {width:430px; border-bottom:1px dotted #30535a; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> #00+ - Alae Sidhe - 04-25-2011 [html] [/html] - Mizu Kuin - 04-25-2011 [html]
The female asked what was wrong with her. "No no.. it's not to personal." She gave a small smile. Her voice was now only slightly choked up and her breathing came slightly easier. "This uh- may take a while.." She blushed slightly before going into her long story, "Well when I was very young I was really close to my sister. We were inseperable." Mizu smiled at the thought of her dear sister. "My dad died when I was about... two months old. Him and my sister were very close and she grieved lots. It didn't take long for her to pass away as well. My brother Shurui and I hated eachother and he tried to kill me one day. We became slightly closer after that because I visited him everyday where he stayed after he was caught. Then one day I was out on a pack hunt and I got lost. Shurui showed up and I thought he was going to try to help me. But he just chased me away. I think he believed that I would die on my own. So that was the second time he tried to kill me." She took a deep breath, talking about Shurui wasn't something she normally did. "I traveled for about seven or eight months and that tired me out. I haven't exactly been myself since I arrived here. When I got here though I was stressed and I started drinking and smoking weed. I almost got another wolf and I hurt, even possibly killed when I suggested raiding a pack. The alpha overheard me and I can't really remember what happened after that. After the incident though I quit everything and joined a pack. And now I feel like I don't deserve to be in a pack, or to have a happy life." Tears quivered in her eyes again and one spilled over. But now it seemed her tears had finally run out. .Mizufreebe05 b {font-weight:bold; color:#ffffff; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #40717a; } .Mizufreebe05-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#40717a; text-align:right;} .Mizufreebe05 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .Mizufreebe05 {margin:0 auto; width:460px; background-color:#9cddf1; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... reeb05.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #30535a; padding: 200px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#40717a; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} .Mizufreebe05-border1 {width:462px; border:2px solid #ffffff; margin:0 auto;} .Mizufreebe05-line1 {width:430px; border-bottom:1px dotted #30535a; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> #00+ - Alae Sidhe - 04-27-2011 [html] 300+ Willing to share her sorrows with the Dahlian, Alae was patient as she listened with a keen ear to the pale woman. It was a snapshot of her history, her sister falling peril to death as soon as her father died himself. Alae couldn't imagine how difficult it would be on the heart and soul to lose one's parents, as she remembered her parents to be very nurturing and protective of her and her siblings while growing up; they were her means of exploring and learning about the world. Even her siblings alone, she couldn't imagine growing up without them. Not being judgmental of the woman before her, Alae continued to listen, an ear flickering when she mentioned her very own brother trying to kill his sister. Was it jealousy, something more? It made a pang of half anger, half sadness swell in the Sidhe's heart. For one of your own blood to attempt to kill you was one of the worst judgements anyone could face in death in this world. Her story was compelling, mysterious and interesting, but the Dahlian felt sympathy for her pain this whole time. Nobody, nobody should have been raised like she was. Bad habits followed with drinking and smoking (though marijuana wasn't as nearly bad to Alae than alcohol was), with a few more recent events to set her outcast from everything else. She was admirable for the fact she was strong and escaped her brother while she could. Alae listened intently until she was finished, and seen the frustration twisted upon her facade. "Nobody's life is perfect, no matter how much you try to make it." The Dahlian began, taking a pause to think about her next words. "Everyone makes mistakes at one point or another, and what's important is if you could move on like they never happened. Everyday is a new day to start over. I must say you are very strong for having to endure so much until now, perhaps it was a good thing in the end Shurui did chase you away so he wouldn't hurt you." Maybe Shurui realized his actions, and sent her away while he was still sane. "You deserve happiness, everyone does. Don't let mistakes hold you back from getting what you deserve." Alae noted. Her past wasn't particularly perfect either, it was filled with faults and mistakes galore, but those faults made her into the Luperci she was today, and was somewhat humble with her own hardships. It made her experienced and more aware of what she really wanted out of this life, and would hope this woman would come to that understanding, too. .character-a01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#9A7B36; letter-spacing:1px; } .character-a01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .character-a01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:2px 20px; margin:0px;} .character-a01 {margin:0px auto; width:400px; background-color:#c7be8a; background-image:url(http://i52.tinypic.com/119rz2s.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid gray; padding: 240px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: georgia; font-size:11px; color:#7B6F53; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] |