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Post by LuLu on Feb 18, 2009 17:38:21 GMT -5
LuLu caught it easily and sad down, crossing her legs and leaning against the wall. She pulled out the proper utensils and began cleaning. She hummed the French national Anthem as she worked.
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Post by Grosvenor Huntington on Feb 18, 2009 17:50:44 GMT -5
Huntington listened to her and watched her. He couldn't think of anything he rather do at the moment. Well, that's not COMPLETELY true. He could think of one or two but this would do.
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Post by LuLu on Feb 18, 2009 17:52:49 GMT -5
LuLu finished humming the song she was on then just hummed randomly. She wasn't sure where it came from, just some random notes. The knife's obsidian blade was very shiny at this point, well cleaned, but she couldn't help but continue. By the time she was done with this knife (meaning the end of its existence), it was going to have holes in it from where she rubbed it clean so many times.
The rest of the room had disappeared as her ADOS kicked in.
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Post by Grosvenor Huntington on Feb 18, 2009 17:56:48 GMT -5
Huntington chuckled and laid back on the sleeping bag.He closed his eyes and felt himself slipping into sleep.
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Post by LuLu on Feb 18, 2009 19:49:37 GMT -5
LuLu heard Huntington chuckle and jumped. She had forgotten he was here. All she had heard anymore was the fire crackling and his breathing. She looked back at the knife and decided it was good enough for now. She sheathed it and got up quietly. She tiptoed over to Huntington and thought about pouncing on him. She grinned, but changed her mind. She remembered all too well the look in his eyes and she didn't want herself killed. Oh...but how amusing it would have been...
Instead, she made a small noise as she got back down and got ready to crawl in the sleeping bag again. She waited for him to look at her so she could ask.
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Post by Grosvenor Huntington on Feb 18, 2009 21:27:52 GMT -5
He opened his arms to her but said nothing.
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Post by LuLu on Feb 18, 2009 21:29:32 GMT -5
LuLu snuggled in, laying her head on his shoulder again. She shut her eyes and listened to his breathing. It seemed like he was very quiet, but he may just be tired. She was worried she had done something wrong, though. Her curiosity got the best of her.
"Did I do something wrong?"
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Post by Grosvenor Huntington on Feb 18, 2009 21:33:50 GMT -5
"No. Tired..." He held her in his arms, possessively but not like captivity. |
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Post by LuLu on Feb 18, 2009 21:36:31 GMT -5
LuLu nodded and cuddled up close, wrapping her arm around his torso, the other just kinda under her. She didn't say anything, just closed her eyes with a yawn. Her fangs were very noticeable because she was kinda hungry too, but unless he was looking, he wouldn't notice, and she wouldn't bother him about it.
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Post by Grosvenor Huntington on Feb 21, 2009 10:39:07 GMT -5
"Rest, my love..." He whispered this to her, stroking her hair as he too tried to rest.
When Huntington had been alive, he use to ridicule his brothers for their love lives. He use to frown on their connections to targets. now he would have to call himself a hypocrite, for now he too was in love with someone. In love with someone who would probably be his down fall one day. But the scary thing about it was:
He didn't care.
She could do whatever she wanted to him and he'd still love her. |
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Post by LuLu on Feb 21, 2009 10:47:13 GMT -5
....A little while laters....
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LuLu opened her eyes. She was unaware that she had fallen asleep at all. She was confused. She had forgotten falling asleep here. She knew she slept very well, but was unaware that it was Huntington who had made it so. She moved just a tiny bit and froze. She was not in Ella's arms, as she sometimes slept that way for comfort. No, this was someone else. Someone she had forgotten going to sleep with.
In a flash, she was out of the sleeping bag and across the room, against the wall. She hissed. She realized she was naked, but couldn't remember at the moment why. Her eyes blazed with the hunger that raged through her body. Her body ached with the thirst she needed to sate.
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Post by Grosvenor Huntington on Feb 21, 2009 10:52:56 GMT -5
Huntington jerked awake when she hissed. He sat up and his reflexes grabbed his sword. Though he didn't lift it."LuLu, you're ok. You're here with me." He was in a crouch on the sleeping bag still, watching her carefully.
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Post by LuLu on Feb 21, 2009 11:18:37 GMT -5
LuLu blinked some. Her eyes still blazed. She vaguely remembered him. The instincts to hunt were beginning to take over, though, and it was hard for her to concentrate. Waves of fear were rolling through the room, as well as something wild and strange - basically how she felt at that moment.
"Qui es toi? Où est Ella?" Her mind was still very fuzzy, and very red.
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Post by Grosvenor Huntington on Feb 21, 2009 11:29:11 GMT -5
"Your sister is at home, resting. I'm Grosvenor Huntington..." He had a hurt look for a moment but then he went placid. He left his sword on the ground and stood up, going to get his clothes, tossing her hers on the way."If you want to leave, I won't stop you... You need to hunt..." |
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Post by LuLu on Feb 21, 2009 11:34:12 GMT -5
LuLu whispered the name, then relaxed out of her crouch. She sat down hard. Grosvenor...Huntington... All of the memories flashed into her head at once. She put her hands on her head as they came. They went by so quickly, she barely glimpsed them all. Understanding crossed her features and she looked up at him.
"Huntington!" She jumped up and ran to him, throwing her arms around him. Her eyes still blazed, but she finally had a little bit of control over her mind and actions.
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