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Post by Lylia Emota on May 29, 2008 14:29:21 GMT -8
Lylia walked through the barred door into the Jail. No wonder they called it infested... She thought looking around gloomily. The pale vampiress almost glidded on the brick floor, her feet making soundless steps. It was quiet a desolate place, only a couple mice scurrying about here, and there.
She walked down some reickety old steps, barely making any sound because she weighed so little. Lately Lia had been hungry for something. It wasn't food, but something she couldn't quiet put her finger on. Maybe someone else could help me, she said quietly, looking into some of the empty cells.
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Post by Alishia Grant on May 29, 2008 14:33:12 GMT -8
Knowing it was a full moon night, Alishia locked herself in a cell. She didn't want to harm the other citizens of Halloween Town, and the jail seemed to be the only safe place.
Ali heard footsteps brush against the cold, hard floor.
"Who's there." Ali asked, a little paranoid from the creepy jail cell.
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Post by Lylia Emota on Jun 3, 2008 11:05:04 GMT -8
Lylia knew that some one, or something was in the jail. T was obvious by the hard breathing, and she could sence the fresh flow of blood. She smiled a toothy grin, and walked quietl forward.
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Post by Alishia Grant on Jun 3, 2008 11:52:38 GMT -8
"You're the head Vampiress! Well, I wouldn't stay around my cell for too long. I can't control myself when in werewolf stage." Alishia said, resting against the bars of cell.
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Post by Lylia Emota on Jun 3, 2008 12:18:56 GMT -8
Lylia finally got to the creature, following the rush of blood. She looked into the cell that held a girl, and for some reason felt sorry for her. Then she noticed the Vampiress was there, and she turned to her saying:
You're the head Vampiress! Well, I wouldn't stay around my cell for too long. I can't control myself when in werewolf stage."
Lylia stood there with a bloody glare.
" I don't care for werewolves. Plus you couldn't hurt me any way." she said witha small laugh.
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Post by Alishia Grant on Jun 12, 2008 10:32:03 GMT -8
Alishia got a confused look on her face, and went to the corner of the cell.
"Suit yourself." she said as the rays of the moon where starting to hit Ali's skin.
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Post by Lylia Emota on Dec 13, 2009 14:57:06 GMT -8
Lylia knew better than to face a werewolf head on... Rather or not it was a pup, not much expiriance... Plus it'd been a long while since she last ate. It'd be difficult to defeat this one... She wasnt looking for a fight, not that she wasnt up for one.
The night was quiet and still. She could sense the movements of little animals scurrying about. The tiny thrumming heart beats of the mice in their burrows. The heart beat of the girl in front of her. In a second this helpless little girl wouldnt be so helpless.. nontheless little. Lylia smirked, and strode away. She'd hear the mornful howlish screem comming from the girl in a matter of seconds.
She felt that little twinge of sadness again, and got flustered. Not only was this girl a werewolf but she was one of those pompass girls.. all excited and jumpy. She shouldnt feel anything towards her but the lust of thirst that engulfed her. ".. Blast this." she thought, ghosting by a shrivling form a of a would-be oak tree. For a second she'd forgotten why she'd gone to the old place anyway. She turned abruptly and walked back to the place.
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