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Post by Frost-Thane102 on Feb 5, 2010 4:23:19 GMT -5
Thane leaned on the bridge, looking down into the water. Steady, rhythmic rain was falling from the sky. The walkway and Thane himself were already soaked from the torrent that had pelted down just a few minutes ago. Droplets of water dripped off his hair and down his back. He shook his head, sending water in all directions then craned his neck up to look at the sky. The rain had stopped but he could sense a storm on the horizon, could feel the electricity in the air. He looked back at the river below him and frowned. Floating on the water was a flame, flickering in the wind. He muttered some thing under his breathe and leaned over the railing to get a better look. "Oh damn", he groaned, running his hand through his hair and watching as skin split through the flame on the water. He looked at his feet. The water around him was black, with a single streak of purple running through it,"And I had just gotten it dyed too".
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Post by hanniballecture on Mar 5, 2010 11:00:01 GMT -5
Walking toward the bridge with his umbrella in hand, Hannibal was headed for Allison's house something about a surprise for Night - which he would never pass up on - believing that it was a good surprise not a bad one like last time... Just thinking about it gives me chills...
"OK, so Hani... I need you to find that guy Night was with at the New Years Masque!" Allison requested in a pushy tone.
"What?! Why?! Why the hell would you want to find a guy like that? He's trouble! I know it! Why else would he have talked her into going into the room the lease holder said no one but Night was allowed in?!"
"Because they seemed to have hit it off for her to have been interested enough to do that! Now go find him so I can set the two of them up!" This time it wasn't a request it was a demand.
"Go find him yourself!" With that he knew he would be paid back later by the "Pushy Matchmaker Allison".
Hannibal didn't like the guy, if Night was serious about him he wouldn't be able to interfere but she wasn't on the look out for him so if he ever showed his face again or by whatever chance bumped into each other Hannibal felt he would have a nice Bird-boy Cordon Bleu!
While trying to shake off the bad flashback and try to think of what the surprise was going to be this time - hoping it wasn't the same as last time - he continued for the bridge. Until he noticed some animal or person with a black and purple puddle being made from whatever was in the persons hair. Hannibal was getting closer and could see that it was clearly dye but went he saw what color the hair was as the dye dripped off he got pissed, but advanced closer in a wrathful mood with a killers intent for an aura.
"YOU!" Hannibal was still approaching the young man whom he detested and wanted to eat. Even if he taste terrible with the right spices anything can taste good.
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Post by Frost-Thane102 on Mar 17, 2010 3:06:33 GMT -5
Thane jumped and spun around and hesitated. A guy with black hair and bright emerald-aqua eyes was stalking towards him with killer intent in his eyes. Thane let out a smoke filled breath and muttered, “Why is it always wet when I actually need fire?”. He took a step forwards and crossed his arms across his chest and glared at the guy, his dark blue eyes piercing through his blond fringe. This guy was with Night at the ball. What the hell does he want? “You, Hannibal right? What do you want? In case you can’t see, I’m trying to contemplate here and it’s kind of hard to do so with you glaring at me like that”.
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Post by hanniballecture on Mar 18, 2010 19:14:12 GMT -5
Hannibal was about to lost his temper. The kid wouldn't know why he hated him other than jealousy but it wasn't just jealousy it was the fact that he had been asked to find the kid and try to help Allison set him up with Night. Hannibal calmed or made himself look calm. The he asked, "Have you seen Night lately?"
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Post by Frost-Thane102 on Mar 19, 2010 2:21:27 GMT -5
Thane looked him over suspiciously, taking in the way he stood, how he held his head, the look in his eyes. He looked angry-was he jealous maybe? Either way, he didn’t like the way this Hannibal guy looked. He set his jaw and replied icely, “What business is it to you who I’ve seen?”
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Post by hanniballecture on Mar 19, 2010 14:24:42 GMT -5
"You are worst than scum... and for whatever reason Allison wants to set you up with Night." He looked away disgusted by the boy how was so high and mightly about his business. "You must be a wolf in birds clothing..." He muttered under his breath.
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Post by Frost-Thane102 on Mar 19, 2010 18:01:45 GMT -5
Thane raised an eyebrow, “Worse than scum? High and mighty about my business? A Wolf in disguise?”. He gritted his teeth and glared at the back of his head. He grabbed Hannibal’s shoulder and spun him around so they were facing. Thane was taller than him by a few centimeters, so he ended up glaring down wards, “Look kid. I don’t know what you were taught were you grew up, but were I grew up I was told to mind my own business and be wary of everyone. Especially creepy guys who look like they want to eat you. So how about you go run along and do whatever you do and leave me the hell alone. I can be all high and mighty about my business because it is my business, not yours”.
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Post by hanniballecture on Mar 19, 2010 18:46:05 GMT -5
"YOu're right but when it comes to Night whom I am responsible for when it comes to her safty. And her safty is at risk when it comes to you so unless you can somehow prove to me that you deserve her I can't let you get near her!"
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Post by Frost-Thane102 on Mar 26, 2010 1:13:38 GMT -5
“Fine”, Thane replied evenly, “I won’t go near her. But I ain’t stopping her from coming to me. That’s your job. And good luck with it”. He turned on his heel and started walking away, hands in his pocket. It was true. He was perfectly happy to stay away from Night, who was probably worse for him than he was for her. But she had her own mind and could talk to whoever she wanted.
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Post by hanniballecture on Mar 26, 2010 12:09:25 GMT -5
"Right but how do you actually feel? How would you feel if she was never allowed to see you again? Or if she never wanted to see you again? Do you think that you would be able to stay away... or are you the type that only wants what he can't have... but are in denial about it?" Hannibal yelled toward the fleeting boy.
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