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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2012 19:25:01 GMT -5
Grayson knelt down and pulled her hand into his and gently ran his thumb over her knuckles, "Hey there, Miss. Charity." He said, his southern accent thick in his words, "You don't look so good, sweets." He said with a frown and then furrowed his brow. He was worried about her. Seriously worried. He knew he shouldn't be though...he had been trying to get over her ever since his conversation with Marcus. Marcus had instructed him to find a good human girl to get on with...He hadn't though. He had tried to....but he knew he couldn't. Charity was too important to him.
He breathed a sigh and looked at her. Charity was always getting herself into trouble. He was just glad that he had found her before the Hectilians had...well, presumably, considering she wasn't dead yet, "Need any help?" He asked.
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Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Apr 12, 2012 19:38:58 GMT -5
Charity smiled giddily. She felt good, a little spacey, but good. She stared as their hands for a moment with a small smile. That also felt good. Everything felt good right now. She was a live wire right now, her nerves catching everything. That would probably be why she never burned that long. She sighed finally, letting her deep breath out.
"I don't know. Do you think I need help?" Charity asked finally. Her fingers worked at pressing his hand, each in turn. Pointer, Middle, Ring, Pinkie. Over and over again she tapped her fingers against his knuckles. She felt like a child and at the moment she didn't mind.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2012 19:45:36 GMT -5
Quinn listened for another moment, and when she heard Charity's relaxed tones, she felt able to leave. She pushed herself off the wall and went trotting down the corridor looking for something that would keep her attention.
Grayson looked at her and shook his head with a small smile playing at the corner of his lips, "You look...fine." He nodded and then got up from his crouched position, letting her hand go. He rocked back and forth on his toes, trying to refund his center of balance. He absentmindedly looked around and then back at Charity. He had heard the rumors about her and William--that boy was awful at keeping his mouth shut when it came to girls-- but he couldn't say anything about them. it wasn't like they were ever together, "Know a group of people who go by The Hectilains?" Grayson asked when his eyes finally locked in on hers again.
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Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Apr 12, 2012 19:56:53 GMT -5
And just like that Charity lost all of her happiness. She tensed as she pulled her hand back and wrapped it around her securely. She looked down at the floor. The Hectilians. She belonged to them. She belonged with them in Paradise. How did he know about them? There was only a few ways he knew. She was guessing on Hecate.
"So, what all do you know about us? Hate me yet? We're bad but we need to be. Some people.. they're bad. We need to... I'm sorry." Charity slowly stood up. She braced herself on the wall, feeling the cool brick. "So who'd you meet? Which group?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2012 20:02:14 GMT -5
Grayson remembered his conversation with Hecate about the Hectilains. They were dangerous beings. Hecate informed him that he was never to go into contact with one or he would most likely be killed. Grayson absentmindedly ran his hand over the Hectian Wheel on his chest. Hecate was the only one who offered him any protection. He would have to tell her that the Hectilians were in town. He realize that he had zoned out and then stared back at Charity. He backed up a couple of feet so he could lean on the opposite wall, arms folded across his chest.
Grayson shook his head, "Met a couple of 'em outside a little while ago with Quinn. They don't like Quinn." He said, nodding toward the door to the outdoors area. He turned back to her, "Ivy...Kronis...Leon....Lexis." He recited their names carefully, he had taken time to make sure that he had observed each one carefully, "What have you gotten yourself mixed up in, Miss. Anderson?" He asked and ran his hand through his hair.
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Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Apr 12, 2012 20:14:29 GMT -5
With a few words they stole her breath. Her heartbeat swelled until it was all she could hear. They were here? The Elementals? Why would they send the Elementals? They were reserved strictly for mass killings. She should've known though, with the murder that had gone down. She should've known that they were back. When Grayson recited off the names though, everything was suddenly spinning. He was okay?
"Leon's back? Leon's here?" Charity suddenly looked up, hope flaring in her eyes. He was okay. Better than okay if he was on a mission. What was his mission though? "Did he look well? Not ill at all?" Charity slowly took a few steps towards Grayson, hanging off his every word.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2012 20:20:17 GMT -5
Grayson suddenly felt himself getting pretty protective of her. Who was this Leon chap? He narrowed his eyes and pushed himself off of the brick wall so that he could walk closer to her, "Leon-" He paused and leaned on the wall next to her, his shoulder pressed up against the brick. He stared at her intently, judging her reaction. Could he possibly fool her into thinking that this...Leon character was...not alright. He growled. Malicious intent was not really his style. Plus, he couldn't imagine lying to Charity.
"Looked fine to me." He muttered under his breath and then shook his head, "He was the only one not affected by your claimed." He realized he was holding his breath and he released it immediately, "Why...? History there?"
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Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Apr 12, 2012 20:31:11 GMT -5
Charity was confused. Claimed? Who had she claimed? She tried thinking but a nagging headache was ragingin her temple and decided against it. It was quite easy to claim someone. A simple love bite with a little nick was all it took. But she hadn't bothered to claim Grayson, figuring he would be with her for as long as she wanted. Boy had been wrong.
Quinn. That was right. In order to make sure she wouldn't betray her she had claimed her. Made her her pet. That was what it took.
"Of course Leon wouldn't react to it. He's... different since he's-" Claimed. She finished silently as rose an eyebrow, leaning back against the wall. Was there history there? Yes. Charity had never been one to be alone. She had been young though. Confused. Before she'd known it she'd pushed Leon too far. She'd always had a habit of doing that. But... when you pushed Leon too far his temper and power could never stay in his control for long.
Before she'd known what was happening Leon was in the Medical Ward with serious burns all over him. You could say they had a little history. That was why jealousy was dangerous.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2012 20:37:20 GMT -5
Grayson nodded, feeling a little hurt. Then he realized how old they all probably were. He scratched his head as he thought. Demons were old. Which made him assume that Hectilians were old as well. Who knows how long ago Charity and Leon had-
He stopped himself from thinking any more about the subject. He was already starting to make himself uncomfortable, "Yours." Grayson finished Charity's sentence nonchalantly, trying to act like it didn't bother him. It really shouldn't...He wasn't claimed by Char. Nor did he have any sort of hold on her any more. They were all but over....He wasn't as stupid as people thought he was sometimes. It was all starting to make sense, Charity didn't need to tell him for him to understand.
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Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Apr 12, 2012 20:48:39 GMT -5
Charity bit her lips. He wasn't exactly hers anymore. This had happen back when she was 14 and still didn't understand exactly the hold she could have over one guy. She hadn't known how deep devotion and love could run. She crossed her arms and looked around for a bit before settling back on Grayson. "He isn't mine, exactly, not anymore at least. I did some bad things like I always do to mess up what I have going for me. I don't want to get close to someone." Charity pulled back, walking a few steps away.
How do you explain that? It was normal to be afraid of getting hurt. But this was Charity Anderson. Why was she being weak for a man who had no feelings towards her? She whirled around, pulling on a signature Charity mask and sneered at Grayson. "Not like it's any of your business anyways! There isn't anything between us."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2012 20:54:11 GMT -5
Grayson threw up his hands in a mock innocence gesture, "You're right, it's none of my business. I'll just butt out." He turned on his heel and began walking toward the door. And just like that, he had turned around and was walking back toward her. He often thought that he had no control of his body....It knew that it wanted Charity and it wasn't about to let him walk away from her. He silently cursed himself.
"That's a lie and we both know it." Grayson said and narrowed his eyes as he kept coming closer to her. He could hear his heartbeat in his ears, "You-" He paused, "We both know that this..." He was tempted to touch her, but refrained as he stared at her intently, "There is something here. Forget what Marcus says." He threw all reason out the window and raised his hands to her face in frustration. He almost touched her and then put his arms to his side. Darn the constant battle he was feeling.
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Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Apr 12, 2012 21:03:55 GMT -5
Charity couldn't help but stare. Thing were not supposed to be like this. Life should be easy and simple. Why did things have to be so... complicated all the time? Humans made things complicated. She wanted things simple. Out there. For everyone to know. Because was there any other way to live? Than to put yourself out there. Charity hesitated before she closed her eyes.
"Grayson. Listen. Because... I'm only going to say this once. I love you."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2012 21:08:59 GMT -5
Listen Grayson... She had begun and Grayson prepared himself for the heartbreak that he knew would be on the horizon. She would say something about how Marcus told her that they weren't supposed to be with Humans. That humans were inferior. That she was afraid that she was going to hurt him. Something along those lines. Something completely ridiculous and well, he wasn't sure what he was going to say to refute that but he knew that he'd-I love you.
"What?" Grayson said as he tuned back in to what she had been saying. Damn it. Of course when he'd been told to listen that's exactly what he hadn't done. Had she just said that she-
"I've loved you forever." His voice answered for him. He finally let his hands cup her cheeks and he turned her face upward so that he was staring into her eyes. He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers; lightly at first as he became reacquainted with them, and then more roughly as he realized how much he had been hungering for her.
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Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Apr 12, 2012 21:23:35 GMT -5
Charity brought her hands up to tangle in the material of his shirt, pulling him closer for a moment before pushing him away. She braced herself against him, holding him at arms reach, as she bent her head low. She regained what she was looking for a slowly brought a hand to wipe her mouth. She held her sleeve to her mouth for a moment before she finally looked up to meet his eyes, dropping her arm back to her side and fiddling with the elastic band around her wrist.
"Grayson, I love you. I truly do. Just... we can't be together. Not right now. Hell, maybe not ever. You should be with a human Marcus is right when he says that. You probably have some... human soul mate waiting for you. Probably some girl that is tragically in love-" Charity's voice broke before she decided it was time to breath. "love with you. She needs you rather than... me." Charity slowly pulled at her teeth, the caps falling off reveling her much sharper teeth, sharpened to gruesome triangles. Ever so slowly she blinked, pulling at fake skin on her face. She pulled it away to reveal sharp cheekbones, her face paling to reveal how sharp and angular her face was.
She probed at her eyes, pulling out the green contacts to reveal her real eyes that were entirely blacked out. This was she. A Demon. They weren't beautiful. They were disgusting. They were the people who provokes nightmares. They were Demons after all.
She vaguely became aware of Leon standing behind her, trail by the rest of them. He stepped forward and brushed a hand down her hair with a small smile. "My, Charity, haven't you changed." He dared to whisper in her ear. Leon was a tease. It was one of the reason she had been attracted to him.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2012 21:31:33 GMT -5
Grayson watched in horror as she tore her skin from her face. He raised a hand to tell her to stop, but she either didn't see or ignored him. She tore the caps off of her teeth. Gauged out contacts and revealed blackened eyes. He stared for a long time, his eyes wide, his mouth dry. His eyes moved up and down, examining each feature of this...animal before him that had changed. She was horrifying. Terrifying. He had to turn away from her. What was this...monster? Who was this monster? It wasn't his Charity. It couldn't be. Had Ivy been right? Was the Charity he knew just a facade?
He heard a whispering and then managed to look back at her. Behind her stood Leon and the rest of the Elementals. He avoided Charity's eyes...or at least where he thought they were. He couldn't exactly call those terrifying black circles eyes. He stared at the dangerous Elementals. His body took on a defensive stance.
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