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- China Rose Lykoi - 03-23-2011 [html] ooc - Forest of Nod, on the border. Dawn. She hadn't been sleeping properly. There was a restlessness to her mind, a constant shifting of dark secrets and guiltiness that made her unstable and uneasy. It was an uncommon sight to see the hippie girl awake so early, but the cool dark air welcomed her into its embrace. It had been a few days since she had slept decently at all.
.china-x01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#000000; letter-spacing:1px; } .china-x01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .china-x01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .china-x01 {margin:0px auto; width:450px; background-color:none; background-image:url(http://i1047.photobucket.com/albums/b47 ... /vine3.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:none; padding: 10px 0px 20px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#111111; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Halo Lykoi - 03-28-2011 [html]<style type="text/css">#ásmundrdec29 b {color:#4b525d; font-weight:bold;} #ásmundrdec29 {margin:auto; width:455px; padding:10px; padding-bottom:150px; border:1px solid #fff; background:url(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y199/l ... enshot.png) bottom no-repeat #8d9297; font:12px georgia; color:#bec0c3; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;}</style> The day was very young, but as always, the warrior of Inferni rose before the golden globe, and it was not at all too early for the clan’s Triarii to wander about, stretching her legs and breathing the frosted air. It always had a sweet taste of morning dew, she thought. There was a comforting calm to be found at this hour that was special to her, magic sparkling in the absence of the awakened world. The borders remained abandoned, just how she preferred it to be. Or perhaps not. But that was no trespasser seated along the lines of weather worn skulls. Halo could not claim that she knew this girl personally, but she definitely knew of her. - China Rose Lykoi - 03-30-2011 [html] Wordcount:: 3+ There was something to be said for the woman with the ability to walk as a ghost. Halo Lykoi made no sound on the crispy dew-splattered ground. The woman had been blessed with a predatory grace which surely enabled her a great amount of skill on the battlefield, for even when dazed, a coyote is not an easy creature to startle.
.china-x01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#000000; letter-spacing:1px; } .china-x01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .china-x01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .china-x01 {margin:0px auto; width:450px; background-color:none; background-image:url(http://i1047.photobucket.com/albums/b47 ... /vine3.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:none; padding: 10px 0px 20px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#111111; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Halo Lykoi - 04-01-2011 [html]<style type="text/css">#ásmundrdec29 b {color:#4b525d; font-weight:bold;} #ásmundrdec29 {margin:auto; width:455px; padding:10px; padding-bottom:150px; border:1px solid #fff; background:url(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y199/l ... enshot.png) bottom no-repeat #8d9297; font:12px georgia; color:#bec0c3; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;}</style> The Lykoi could have added slight changes to her posture to express apologies without words for startling the other, but Halo did no such thing. If anything, this could be a small warning to the other that she should not let her mind drift away with thought. Inferni’s borders were well known and to some extent feared, but it did not give them immunity to dangers from the outside. The warrior knew that it was somewhere along the invisible line here that she had been taken, and it had resulted in Itachi, the demon child with unbreakable ties to the demon that once had tried to swallow the clan whole. Nowhere was safe if one did not take precautions. - China Rose Lykoi - 04-02-2011 [html] Wordcount:: 3+ The weight of such heavy ruby eyes was difficult for the bird-boned girl to bear. Gentle, shallow pools of eggshell blue mirrored the woman's piercing gaze, as though two polar opposites could face eachother on such mortal earth.
.china-x01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#000000; letter-spacing:1px; } .china-x01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .china-x01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .china-x01 {margin:0px auto; width:450px; background-color:none; background-image:url(http://i1047.photobucket.com/albums/b47 ... /vine3.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:none; padding: 10px 0px 20px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#111111; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Halo Lykoi - 04-02-2011 [html]<style type="text/css">#ásmundrdec29 b {color:#4b525d; font-weight:bold;} #ásmundrdec29 {margin:auto; width:455px; padding:10px; padding-bottom:150px; border:1px solid #fff; background:url(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y199/l ... enshot.png) bottom no-repeat #8d9297; font:12px georgia; color:#bec0c3; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;}</style> It was when responding to the coppery Lykoi woman’s words that the silvery creature revealed some colours that the older relative could judge her on. Eyes snapped back to the soft blue shades swirling in the eyes of a dreamer. The lower ranked canine seemed different from her hippie, but not different enough. They seemed to share the general view of the world, the man and his daughters. The blue eyed creature wanted her to have faith, for everyone could be saved. Pile of shit was all it was. ”Oh?” the woman responded, lips pursing as they delivered the word infused with a toxic tone.
There were excuses for such foolish beliefs, but Halo never had much issue with telling others what she thought of them. ”You’re wrong,” she spat. ”You don’t even know what I’m talking about, yet you’re so quick to share your naïve beliefs.” Did this girl and her silly siblings roam around trying to infest other clan members with this naivety? The thought was disgusting, and with the recent issues with the mountain wolf pack and all, the last thing they needed were more weakness to infect and weaken them. Why in the world was this girl still here? The beliefs of her kind did not belong in a place such as this. - China Rose Lykoi - 04-02-2011 [html] Wordcount:: -- The hand that had hovered out towards the ice queen faltered, then slowly fell back to her skirt as a torrent of spite and brittle disgust fell from the slender maw of the woman. Large satellite ears fell back against her crown. China seemed to retreat within herself without moving - Arms hugged tightly to a torso in a defensive posture that was familiar to one with her red eyes.
.china-x01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#000000; letter-spacing:1px; } .china-x01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .china-x01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .china-x01 {margin:0px auto; width:450px; background-color:none; background-image:url(http://i1047.photobucket.com/albums/b47 ... /vine3.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:none; padding: 10px 0px 20px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#111111; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Halo Lykoi - 04-02-2011 [html]<style type="text/css">#ásmundrdec29 b {color:#4b525d; font-weight:bold;} #ásmundrdec29 {margin:auto; width:455px; padding:10px; padding-bottom:150px; border:1px solid #fff; background:url(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y199/l ... enshot.png) bottom no-repeat #8d9297; font:12px georgia; color:#bec0c3; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;}</style> She had seen this reaction before, and already her expectations for this conversation had been ruined. It was not the way she had meant to get to know the younger Lykoi relative, but her mouth was a dangerous weapon that could not always control. She was quick to react when the topic touched her personal life. She seemed to bring Itachi into everything lately. It was strange, for in the very start it had not been so incredibly bad, but this was an ache that grew over time; a tumour steadily spreading. - China Rose Lykoi - 04-14-2011 [html] Wordcount:: -- The woman smiled, but it was an empty emotion, and China was not deceived. Her harsh words provoked another tremor to race through blue veins and hollow bones. The silver songbird was fading away, but she clung to the strands of belief that Halo seemed so determined to sever. What would happen if she lost her hope? Would the shadows claim her - Would she be able to go to Itachi at last? Eggshell blue eyes flickered away from the handsome woman and out past the line of skulls, seeking the shadow and the luminous bleeding eyes that had found her there last time. Another crack in the mask. Crack, crack, crack.
.china-x01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#000000; letter-spacing:1px; } .china-x01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .china-x01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .china-x01 {margin:0px auto; width:450px; background-color:none; background-image:url(http://i1047.photobucket.com/albums/b47 ... /vine3.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:none; padding: 10px 0px 20px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#111111; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Halo Lykoi - 04-15-2011 [html]<style type="text/css">#ásmundrdec29 b {color:#4b525d; font-weight:bold;} #ásmundrdec29 {margin:auto; width:455px; padding:10px; padding-bottom:150px; border:1px solid #fff; background:url(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y199/l ... enshot.png) bottom no-repeat #8d9297; font:12px georgia; color:#bec0c3; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;}</style> She was being pessimistic and was well aware of this. A soft sigh rolled out between slightly parted lips and she resisted the urge to shake her head. The girl was young and naïve, but Halo knew there were parts of her that ached to regain some of the innocence that Razekiel’s daughter owned. When the beautiful Triarii looked at the world around her, she saw darkness. She would have given much to let colour back into her life, but she didn’t know how. She was not dead within, but the Lykoi with the scarlet gaze was a withering flower. China had youth and beauty, and Halo only recognized the danger it put the other clan member in. - China Rose Lykoi - 04-18-2011 [html] Wordcount:: -- It was obvious that the women held little regards for her ambitions of spiritual flight. Perhaps Halo Lykoi was simply unable to recognize the concept of freedom as air-born innocence - Perhaps her feet had been standing in the mud for too long. She must be strong, China assumed in the absent way that befitted her, so strong to had withstood the pull of that mud. The girl had been in it for such a short time now, but already she could feel herself succumbing to the drag, feel it seeping into every pore of her being.
.china-x01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#000000; letter-spacing:1px; } .china-x01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .china-x01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .china-x01 {margin:0px auto; width:450px; background-color:none; background-image:url(http://i1047.photobucket.com/albums/b47 ... /vine3.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:none; padding: 10px 0px 20px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#111111; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Halo Lykoi - 04-22-2011 [html]<style type="text/css">#ásmundrdec29 b {color:#4b525d; font-weight:bold;} #ásmundrdec29 {margin:auto; width:455px; padding:10px; padding-bottom:150px; border:1px solid #fff; background:url(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y199/l ... enshot.png) bottom no-repeat #8d9297; font:12px georgia; color:#bec0c3; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;}</style> A silence fell over the warmly shaded woman. The waters were still, but beneath a tranquil surface, a leviathan lurked. Halo had no reason to embrace this sudden suspicion. The guesses swelling in her cold mind wouldn’t be correct and match the truth, but winter started to rage beneath her warm skin. Bleeding eyes. While this did not get the lady very far, it seemed to bring sufficient facts on the table. Halo followed the trail laid out by paranoia, and her mind was stumbling closer to the truth by mere chance. Samael’s red and a rapist’s purple collided in Halo’s son’s toxic gaze, and in that sense they could be referred to as bleeding. She did not want to believe this, and trusted that deep down she was wrong in her assumption. She knew she often was too quick to jump to conclusions. - China Rose Lykoi - 04-26-2011 [html] Wordcount:: -- Her desperate return to self-inclosure was denied. A coffee and cream hand had lunged out, and hard fingers now wrapped hard about the girl's slender blushing wrist. It was a hold that was familiar, too familiar, and the fear surged deep in her stomach. Wide, crystalline-blue eyes looked to the mother's possessed red, seeking a mercy she would not find. All China wanted was to retreat into the cold dark spaces of her own mind, but Halo urged her to remember.
.china-x01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#000000; letter-spacing:1px; } .china-x01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .china-x01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .china-x01 {margin:0px auto; width:450px; background-color:none; background-image:url(http://i1047.photobucket.com/albums/b47 ... /vine3.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:none; padding: 10px 0px 20px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#111111; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Halo Lykoi - 04-29-2011 300+ [html]<style type="text/css">#ásmundrdec29 b {color:#4b525d; font-weight:bold;} #ásmundrdec29 {margin:auto; width:455px; padding:10px; padding-bottom:150px; border:1px solid #fff; background:url(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y199/l ... enshot.png) bottom no-repeat #8d9297; font:12px georgia; color:#bec0c3; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;}</style> Halo Lykoi was certainly able to express compassion, but that was a side of her that so precious few ever would get a glimpse of. China was quickly climbing up on the list in the warrior’s black book. The sudden sharpness of everything she now received from the finely built little bird did not leave the older female’s face untouched. Scarlet hues widened while the dark of the pupil shrank until mere pinpoints lost in a violent sea of crimson. China’s laughter tore at the sub-leader’s throat, growing fangs and claws and grinning wickedly at the unprepared woman. - China Rose Lykoi - 05-25-2011 [html]
Wordcount:: -- It felt as though her insides were torn out, clearly and cleanly, and she was light and hollow like the fletching in a feather. Nothing existed beyond this physical feeling of impurity - There were no lingering scars between her thighs, deeper where wicked claws had forced her knees apart. No memories that surges in the shadows of the daytime, creeping at her from a smile or a word. There was only China, and China's withering body, as it sought an equilibrium deprived by the beginnings of starvation and insomnia.
.china-x01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#000000; letter-spacing:1px; } .china-x01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .china-x01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .china-x01 {margin:0px auto; width:450px; background-color:none; background-image:url(http://i1047.photobucket.com/albums/b47 ... /vine3.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:none; padding: 10px 0px 20px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#111111; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Halo Lykoi - 05-28-2011 Shut up <33 [html]<style type="text/css">#ásmundrdec29 b {color:#4b525d; font-weight:bold;} #ásmundrdec29 {margin:auto; width:455px; padding:10px; padding-bottom:150px; border:1px solid #fff; background:url(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y199/l ... enshot.png) bottom no-repeat #8d9297; font:12px georgia; color:#bec0c3; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;}</style> What this girl needed was a warm embrace given by someone who knew well of the filthy feeling lingering beneath flesh that had been touched and soiled by the cruelty of a mad man, but Halo’s mind knew not of mercy. All she knew was the sick contentment as her fist connected with the fair willow’s face. A sweet pain caressed her angry knuckles, but it felt so good. The air was fouled by the spilled content from the younger female’s stomach. Halo should have known better, for the signs were there for the eye to see, but she was a foolish girl that could only see the broken content of her partly miserable life. China had added fresh misery and would pay dearly for it.
It was with satisfaction she watched the silvery canine fall, and an ill willed smile almost approached to the enraged angel’s face. The girl’s feet sought to shield against the physical outburst, but Halo was relentless. Drawing her angry fists back, she shifted tactic and started to use a clawed foot instead. ”Filthy little whore!” the mad woman spat, feeling her own stomach twist and turn as images started to appear behind her eyes. Filthy, FILTHY little thing! - China Rose Lykoi - 06-19-2011 [html]
Wordcount:: -- There was a possessed glint to Halo's maddened eyes, the deep poisonous ruby seeping through China's fragile exterior and burning her from the inside out. There was such hatred there, luminous and powerful, and the silver songbird instantly withered away from it.
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While his shoulder did not allow for constant patrols, he still made his way into the forest for solitude. Gabriel moved like an earthen shadow in the forests he knew so well, as much a part of them as they were to him. Only gleaming yellow eyes betrayed him, hell-fire in the pre-dawn light. He enjoyed the stillness of the world and would have been content to walk in this way until his shoulder screamed, but it was not his body he heard first. It was a woman’s voice, and a high-pitched yelp that was not wolfish in its nature. Gabriel ran despite the pain in his shoulder, and he ran with terror because he feared what he would find. Halo was standing over the crumpled form of one of Razekiel’s daughters, the blue-eyed one, and before the Aquila knew what he was doing fury boiled into his blood. This was not the first time he had found his niece attacking a clan-member. Eris had been the first; now he wondered if there had been others. He let out a blood-curdling bellow: “HALO, STOP!” Was the command issued, and teeth bared, Gabriel threw himself over the child. .mel-crosstxt-box {background-image:url(http://imgur.com/D0dTU.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position: top center; width:178px; height:237px; float:right; margin:3px; } .mel-crosstxt {font-family:'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing:0px; word-spacing:2px; text-align: left; margin:0px 25px;} .mel-crosstxt .ooc {font-style:italic; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:justify;} .mel-crosstxt .wc {text-transform: uppercase; font-weight:bold;} .mel-crosstxt p {text-indent: 25px; margin:0px; padding:0px 5px;} .mel-crosstxt b {letter-spacing:1px; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:12px; letter-spacing:-.05em;} </style> [/html] - Halo Lykoi - 06-26-2011 [html]<style type="text/css">#ásmundrdec29 b {color:#4b525d; font-weight:bold;} #ásmundrdec29 {margin:auto; width:455px; padding:10px; padding-bottom:150px; border:1px solid #fff; background:url(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y199/l ... enshot.png) bottom no-repeat #8d9297; font:12px georgia; color:#bec0c3; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;}</style> No.
But there were teeth and burning amber, and though he did not have her unique hue of fire in his own eyes, she knew she could be burnt. Her claws and the anger they brought could not touch the girl now, and so instead dug into her palms as she abruptly stepped back as Gabriel stepped in like a wall of flesh to protect the unfaithful whore. Wide, bloodied eyed stared at her leader without comprehension. Surely Gabriel had to understand that China needed to paint the ground beneath them dark red to pay for the sins she had committed.
- Gabriel de le Poer - 07-19-2011 [html]
It was ignorance that led him to protect her. Ignorance that Gabriel was now seeing Halo sought to wipe away. He listened, but he did not move from his position above China’s battered body. Amber eyes glowed with fury, darkening to a color that could almost border red. The Aquila bared his teeth and raised his tail high. “You have punished her enough,” he said firmly, leaving no room for argument. “I will speak with her when,” if “, she recovers. Do not touch her again, Halo. Leave us.” Though he saw the battle rage in the red-eyes of his second-in-command, Gabriel was pleased to see her retreat. The Aquila called for Enkiel, who came quickly to aid the broken bird. While the jackal patched up her wounds, Gabriel warned her in plain terms that the path she walked was a dangerous one. China seemed to understand, but her eyes were cloudy when she spoke, and Gabriel knew it was not the end. .mel-crosstxt-box {background-image:url(http://imgur.com/D0dTU.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position: top center; width:178px; height:237px; float:right; margin:3px; } .mel-crosstxt {font-family:'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing:0px; word-spacing:2px; text-align: left; margin:0px 25px;} .mel-crosstxt .ooc {font-style:italic; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:justify;} .mel-crosstxt .wc {text-transform: uppercase; font-weight:bold;} .mel-crosstxt p {text-indent: 25px; margin:0px; padding:0px 5px;} .mel-crosstxt b {letter-spacing:1px; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:12px; letter-spacing:-.05em;} </style> [/html] |