forum You'll realise monsters have nightmares too... //romance OxO CLOSED//

Started February 11, 2020 by @Celeste_X0X0_ group

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He didn't know if he wanted her to answer and you could tell in his eyes. He was repulsed by the fact the the girl had licked his hand. He let go of her mouth and his hand want to her neck, pushing her against the wall more. His eyes glared daggers into her miscolored eyes.
He didn't even know what to think of her. But he was annoyed.
"Why'd you chase me?" he hissed. "and if you so much as cast one more spell I will find you again and rip you limb from limb" he says harshly, his other big hand pressed on her shoulder as he pushed her to the wall.
He was completely alone in the hallway, and would most likely get away with killing her right here and now. If he played his cards right. He's gotten away with countless murders. This would be no difference. Maybe her blood tasted a bit sour, but it would be fine. Spellcasters blood wasn't as bad as he had initially thought.

"Even if I were to use it to get away from you? Such a gentleman," she snapped, though she swallowed harshly as his hand clamped around her throat and pushed her against the wall even more. He needn't be so rough, she was already frail as it was—the aftereffects of her necrobotany. "I chased you because you wouldn't stay still long enough to figure out what you knew," she hissed, pressing herself against the wall even more to try and shrink into it as much as possible. She didn't want to be so close to him, and she didn't want to be the target of this immortal's wrath.

"What are you?" she asked instead, as it was pretty clear he knew what she was, covering her mouth and talking about spells. Probably shouldn't have him see what's in my notebook then. With that thought, she tightened her hold on her notebook, crooked fingers trembling some from the straight. Don't cramp, don't cramp, don't cramp. I already feel pathetic enough with the hulk over here.

He let go of her and rolled his yellow eyes. "man, I thought spellcasters were smart." he says raking his hand through his hair. He took a deep and took a finger to his cheek, pulling it aside, revealing incredibly sharp fangs.
(kinda like this if that makes sense)
(https://pin.it/kM6cjd0)

"you should pay attention more" he says with a sigh as he removed his finger from his lip.
"anyway… Why is it so important for me to know what you are hmm? " he took a steep step forward, his nice black shoes clacking in the tiled floor, leaning down to her level, examining her features. Those eyes were almost disturbing.

She narrowed her eyes at him, not liking being called dumb. And then he was stalking towards her, and she quickly pressed herself against the well. Her fingers were starting to kill her, so she subtly shifted her grip so she was holding onto the notebook with her arms instead of her hands. "I had a feeling of what you were, I just needed confirmation." She looked off to the side, avoiding his stare when he got into her face. It wasn't important that he knew what she was, more like for her own peace of mind. "Because people like me aren't exactly welcome by other magic-users and immortals, and I don't particularly care for moving. Again."

He smirked and leaned on the wall with his hand, trapping her to where she could only go one way. To the stairs and he was a lot longer than her and would have no trouble catching her once again.
"Well I might have a new hobby now. How about I make your life a living hell… Huh?" he says leaning up away from her pale face.
About five seconds later the late bell rang and he stood straight up with a kind smile, ruffling her hair playfully as if they were good friends.
"well, see Ya around kid" he says stepping back and waving with a sweet smile showing his fangs. It was as if he were a complete different person.
"by the way, we have chemistry together so see you there" he says kindly and with that he disappeared in a cloud of mist and it dissolved. He was gone.

Laedita scowled at him right before he disappeared, then blinked when she was suddenly faced with emptiness. That still didn't stop her from cursing him under her breath. She ran her fingers through her hair and paced back and forth, then leaned against the wall and slid to the floor, fingers digging into her roots. "I hate vampires. They're all the same. Torture the weaker, or the threats. Traumatize children without a care in the world."

Almost on queue, her cell phone rang. Only one person knew her number now, so she instantly picked it up without hesitation. "Mel, hey," she greeted softly, eyes closing and head tipping back to rest against the wall. Her baby brother greeted her weakly, then coughed into the phone. "What's wrong, Meleki?"

He coughed again, then whispered hoarsely, "I…I'm sick… Dee…can you come home? I-I know you like school…"

She instantly shook her head, despite him not being able to see her. "I'm on my way, Mel. I'll be there before you know it." She heard a scratchy sigh from her brother, and she bid him farewell before hanging up her phone and standing up. "Gotta get my stuff, then leave." Perfect opportunity to get away from the war this vamp declared with me.

His feet landing feather light as the top of the stairs, his ears picked up what she said from the bottom of the stairs. He shoved his hand in his pocket and decided to maybe ignore. It. He wasn't one to actually interfere. He could just annoy her at school. He didn't currently have a plan, but he was going to.
Maybe he would have fun. Let his mysterious side show for once.

(or do you want him to interfere with helping his brother?)

(Hm, maybe not interfere, because she'd most definitely go mama bear mode and that's not going to end well for either of them, but maybe follow her with the intention to? I've got a pretty solid backstory involving vampires and these two siblings, and that's gonna be introduced with this)

She flipped through her notebook for any spells that would help put him at ease until she figured out what ailment her brother had, humming to herself as she trotted back upstairs. "No, no, no, not that one. Ah, there we go. Muidemer nemalos. Simple enough. Just gotta get him to sit still for it though… Ack, toddlers. Never know what's good for them." She snapped her book shut, tucked it under her arm, drew her hood over her head, and slid her sleeves over her hands, her ultimate form of comfort. Out of habit, only her toes hit the steps as she quickly made her way up, something she developed from the creaky old stairs of her childhood home.

Meleki wasn't a spellcaster, but he supported his sister's magic with as much enthusiasm as any toddler gave anything. He adored the little creatures she could summon, especially the blind cat he named Tulip, always bugging her to make spells that were ultimately useless, such as cosmetics or mundane chore-doing that could be easily accomplished without the use of magic, and allowing her to take care of him using the gift at her fingertips. He was perhaps the only person not repulsed by her, and for that, she was eternally grateful.

(oh okay!)
(by the way, I love her so far! She's super cool!)

He stood at the door of the next classroom before he heard the girls voice mumbling to himself. He smiled and decided to skip. He was good at persuading people and the art of manipulation. So it was no problem for him.
He soon found himself following the girl to wherever she was going, ready to cause trouble.
There wasn't usually much to do for fun being him. He's tried almost all of it. Now it's just to survive and find ways to have fun. It was rare, but he hoped this would work in his favor.

(Thank you!)

She strode through the halls, eyes scanning the floor in search of her stuff. She hoped no-one stole any of it, but that was why she brought her notebook as a precaution. Her teeth worried at her bottom lip but then released the skin when she found what she was looking for. "Look at that untouched." Laedita jogged over to the discarded items, gathered them up into her arms, then slid over a few feet to her locker.

She was still thinking about the vampire that had not only found her out but promised to make her life a living hell. Jokes on him, that's already happened, and nothing short of one horrific scenario would outdo what's already been done. A soft sigh left her lips, and she imagined her concerns leaving her with the breath. Worry about that later, first comes Meleki.

He followed her scent more than anything. As he walked through the hall, turning a corner in a flash in case she turned around. He was excited for what he was going to do. But first he needed to figure out what he was going to do. He could simply draw the attention of a wolf from the forest nearby. By this town, that was their favorite place to be. Though during the night they wander the town aimlessly.
He assumed they were too deep in the forest to smell him, so it would be a challenge to actually drag in a wolf from there. He was going to have to think of something else….

He watched and studied her actions, facial expressions, her words at she talked to herself. He found himself doing that a lot recently. Studying people whenever he sees them. He never thought much of it.
Once they were outside, he kept a good distance from her in case she got suspicious.
His feet on the ground as light as a feather.

(that's fine! Fair warning, this might be long…)

Either Laedita didn't know she was being followed, or she was expertly ignoring him as she slipped out of the school and walked home. The journey wasn't long, as she lived near the school, so she was skipping up the stairs to her cheap apartment in no time. The key was between her fingers from seemingly nowhere, the door was unlocked, and then she was slipping through and shutting it behind her without relocking it.

Just like any other time she came home, she was greeted by the earthy scent of an abundance of plants, old but well-taken-care-of bones, and the faint whiff of incense. Plants were hanging from the ceiling, sitting on counters, and spilling over the floor, all very much alive and properly groomed. The rickety raven swooped over her head and greeted her with a caw, then turned back around and led her to where her brother was in the living room.

On the wrap around couch that was pushed against a wall was a little black-haired and green-eyed boy of about eight or nine looked up at Laedita as she entered. She smiled when she saw her brother, though it was small and sad when she noticed the state he was in. The little boy was curled up into a blanket, hugging the blind flower-eyed cat tight to his chest as it rose and fell with labored breathing. Meleki cracked open an eye and smiled weakly. "Dee…"

The elder sibling strode across the room to come over to him. "Hey bud," she greeted softly, crouching down in front of him and brushing her fingers through his hair to get it out of his face. He didn't move, so she took the opportunity to sketch the relief spell over his forehead and whispered the words to it in that disembodied voice. His fever went down almost instantly, and he sighed happily when he started to breathe easier. "Thanks, Dee." Meleki then beamed brilliantly and pointed over at a bag that hadn't been there before. "Kayleb came over. Said that you have to wear what's in there." Laedita sighed and hesitantly looked over at the bag. "He also said it all should fit, so no whining." He giggled when she gave him a flat look.

"I'm going to whine, bub. Anything Kayleb says I should wear is too revealing."

Meleki tipped his head to the side and sat up, hair tousled. "I looked at some. The shirts looked too small, but Kayleb said it's supposed to be like that. They aren't too revealing." His sister arched a brow at him, and he smiled adorably. "There is fabric, so it can't be that bad."

Laedita sighed and rolled her eyes, then ruffled his hair. "You're too smart for your own good."

He grinned. "Says my teacher, so that would make you too smart."

"And the student surpasses the teacher." She chuckled and leaned forward some to wrap her brother into a firm but loving embrace, then went back to crouching normally. "How long did Kayleb say he's in town?"

The little boy hummed and dramatically rubbed his chin. "He said… Oh! He said he'd be here indebiblably."

"Indefinitely?" she corrected with an amused quirk to her lips.

"That's what I said, inbubbubly." He nodded firmly, and she had to bite her lip to keep from laughing.

"Alright, alright. While I'm here, how about you get a bath while I figure out what's up with ya, hm?" Meleki pouted and crossed his arms over his chest. She sighed. "Alright, let's make a deal. You get a bath, and I'll try on the clothes Kayleb brought over." He grinned and nodded vigorously, hopped off the couch, hugged her neck one last time, then scurried through the house to the bathroom. Laedita watched him go with a genuine and warm smile, then stood and unbuttoned her coat, glaring at the bag. "Oh, I'm so going to kill Kayden when I see him again." With that muttered statement, she shrugged off the coat. The tank top revealed tons of crisscrossing scars all over her arms, and some poking up from the collar of her shirt on her back.

He silently followed her and listened. He didn't really need to or want to watch.
He stood by the door, listening if she was about to come out or not. He could easily shift into a mist and disappear quickly if she did. He would have to be caught off guard to be caught at all.
Her brother, even though he didn't see him at all, he guessed he was pretty adorable. He had a little sister that he loved with all of his heart. When she died it was horrible for him, and just thinking about it now makes him sad. But he couldn't do anything about it now.

She curled her nose when she picked up the first thing she grabbed from the bag, but sighed and reluctantly started to get changed when she heard the water of the bath running. Meleki was carrying out his side of the deal, so she might as well carry out hers. She pulled on the dress, cringing the entire time, and the floral-patterned, fishnet leggings. She remained barefoot, ignoring the pairs of heels tossed into the bag by her infuriating cousin.

The raven started to caw, and this time it was frantic and in warning. She had embedded the familiar with a vampire-detecting spell, so she instantly knew what it was as she turned in alarm. Damn him. "I know you're there," she ground out, turning towards where the raven was looking. The bird perched onto her shoulder, no longer cawing. "Come out, little vampire, or run away like the coward you are. It wouldn't be the first time you ran from me in fear."

"damn bird" he mumbled before leaning against the wall, not daring to look at the door. He figured by what was said and the rustling noises of clothes, that she was changing. No way would he be a pervert.
"Ha, Im not afraid of you and I never will be. Your looks just freaked me out a bit and I wanted nothing to do with a freak like you. Sorry, but at school I want to be liked. If I'm seen with someone like you. We'll, who knows what will happen" he says confidently.
"anyway, if you would like me to, I could come out. Though, I'm not going in there to talk if that's what you would like to do. It's absolutely filthy in there. I can smell it. Or maybe that's just you. Whatever it is, it smells like a rotting corpse." he plugged his nose

"Oh, piss off, vampire," she hissed, crossing her arms over her chest. She was now fully clothed, so he didn't have to worry about that. "For your information, no one sees what you see. I look normal enough to mortals, so that's just your pathetic pride getting in the way of you admitting you ran away from a little girl like me." She looked around the room, rolling his eyes at his comment on the smell. "And it's not that bad, you're just being an ass." You know what, I'm not even going to bother arguing with him.

With a huff, she padded over to the door she heard his voice near, opened it, and strode away almost immediately. Her raven remained on her shoulder, balancing itself. The room itself was surprisingly neat, save for the small pile of clothes she kicked off to the side. Most of the space was simply occupied by plants. Her room held most of the bones, which were sealed in spelled trunks.

She tugged down the skirt of the dress, not liking how exposed she felt, then hissed when the action sent a bolt of pain through her fingers. "Damn things," she muttered, flexing them as best as she could to ease the lingering pain.

“Yeah? Is that why you have no friends and litterally no one likes you there? Yeah..okay witch. Plus, your blood smells like oil to me. Maybe that’s what stinks about you so badly” he rolled his eyes, hearing her footsteps grow closer, “I’m always an ass. There’s no stopping me” he smirked.

He peeked in before he followed her, almost jealous of all of her plants. He had a soft spot for them. He wished he had a garden of his own. Which he would soon when he went out and found it and all of the money he hid.

“Man, poor bird. He looks like he hates everything” he halfway joked,
“Anyway, crooked fingers, why’d you skip school huh?” He asked again once he felt into step with her. The Raven freaked him out a little, but just because it was still alive. He’s seen much worse.

She scowled at him over her shoulder, then grabbed a cloak to cover herself. She hated that the clothes fit snuggly, a perfect fit, because that meant Kayden would force her to keep it. Yes, she'd admit that her current wardrobe was…lacking…but that didn't mean he could breeze in, dump a bunch of clothes onto her, and expect her to be happy with the different style.

"Remind me again why I let you in," she muttered, then shooed away the raven on her shoulder. It squawked at him angrily, then flew away to a different room of the apartment. Tulip, the blind cat, was in the bathroom with her brother, so she didn't have to worry about the vampire bothering it. To busy herself in order to keep from strangling the intruder in her house, she walked around the room to tend to all of her plants. The tattoos on her hands glowed slightly, her necrobotany at work without needing to use her still-sore hands.

"I don't see why that's any of your business. You follow me without due cause, insult me and my home, insult my familiar, and then demand the reasoning behind my departure of a place." She avoided looking at him while she strengthened leaves with just a gentle caress and added nutrients to the soil. "You don't even deserve my attention."