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Post by Alec Jacob Croxford on Nov 18, 2011 13:23:36 GMT -5
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The Academy that place was hell at times, but he seemed to give his teachers hell right back. He could be such a smart ass to them at times, especially to Cooper Grayson. Alec especially liked to act up in his class, and things at the Academy have been a little weird as of late, but hey, he wasn't really complaining. It was a day out of that dungeon and he was able to go into town. HURRRRAY is what he was screaming on the inside. FREEEEDOOOOM. It was nice to be on the outside for once.
They all stay their will their parents are out saving the world. Why do they get to have all the fun? He wanted to have fun too. It was why he always started shit at the academy. He even managed to get himself solitary confinement for mouthing off a teacher a few weeks back… It didn't phase him any though he hasn't changed. He expects his parents should be home for thanksgiving… and by home, he means the academy. He hadn't had a real home in a long time now and it was getting a little sad and depressing perhaps this is why he was all hell bent on raising hell.
So there is was away from the academy and where does he go? To the graveyard of all places. Walking past all the graves there were a few fresh ones in this graveyard and it made him wonder what happened to them and if they died by supernatural means. He felt so trapped in the academy and thinks he could be doing some good. Yes, he goofs off in class, but isn't part of being a hunter being able to think on your feet? It wasn't that he didn't know the stuff. He does pretty well. He just doesn't think its fair the grown ups get to have all the fun traveling when they have to sit and listen to people ramble on about stuff.. It is a big snooze fest to him.
He didn't really know why he was here, but it was nice to be out of the academy and perhaps it was a bit morbid checking on graves. It wasn't as if one was going to raise up from the dead like in Buffy the vampire slayer and attack him being a bloodthirsty vampire. He also figured he could come here to think. How many people hang out in a graveyard during the day? There was a tree sat there in the middle of the graveyard and he walked over to it, and had a set beneath it. Wondering what all these people used to do. Wondering if one day the whole world will be nothing but graves?
How many more people will they fail to protect? He thought they were failing to protect people now by sitting in stuffy old classrooms. It was nice to sit in a peaceful place and listen to the wind blowing by on this November Day. He seen a few people come in and drop off flowers for their loved ones. It was almost Thanksgiving so they probably wanted to leave their love ones a token of their affection by showing they did not forget about them.
If his parents missed Thanksgiving he will be so mad, but he wasn't going to get his hopes up. How many of them have happily ever afters? So there he sat beneath that tree in the graveyard watching, people come and go.
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Post by mollywilder on Dec 9, 2011 20:10:43 GMT -5
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The little vampire was so cold. She hadn’t eaten in days. A punishment of sorts, for the many that she had been forced to kill. Whether it had been of her own volition or not, it had been by her own hand. The horrible, gory memories were always fresh in mind. Especially when Molly saw a face that looked like one of those poor souls she’d been forced to kill. Her small frame trembled in the crisp fall air. Winter was coming and Molly wasn’t sure what she would do. She had no-where to go. No family to speak of. She had been held prisoner for twenty four years.
The world had moved on without her.
Molly tiptoed through the graveyard; some of the tombstones were more intricate than others. Each had dates and names. Some were couples next to each other, entire families, or just lone names. The world had moved on without all of them too, and not for the first time, the little vampire thought she should be buried in the plot her parents had bought for her in California so many years ago. The world thought Molly Wilder was dead. Most of the time she wished she were too.
There were footsteps, the sounds of boots crunching on freshly fallen leaves. Molly’s heart pounded and she ducked behind a tombstone, drawing her knees up. Her jeans were ratty and torn, the thin green shirt she wore left her vulnerable to the elements. It had been days since she’d found a place to shower, and even her pale skin was smudged with dirt. A dark hoodie kept the sun from burning her skin. Her feet were the dirtiest as she didn’t have any shoes.
Peeking around the tombstone, Molly peered at the young man walking along the graves. He didn’t look happy, his face stoic, seemingly lost in thought. Her tiny fingers curled around the tombstone, watching him curiously, wondering if he was here visiting a loved one. Maybe someone hadn’t been forgotten. Maybe their memory lived on through a loved one.
Molly expected him to visit a specific grave, but instead he went and sat beneath a tree. It wasn’t far from the tombstone she was hiding behind and the little vampire knew there was no way she could sneak out without him seeing her. The little vampire was too weak to use her speed. Maybe she was just scared. Even now she was as shy as she’d ever been, but there was a deep seeded fear within that as well.
The boy was human. She could scent that. Vampire’s had been known to work with human’s though. Molly was being paranoid. Maybe. She often wondered when someone’s gaze lingered to long if she had been found. If they were still looking for her, or if they thought she was dead. Molly hoped it was the ladder.
Something skittered across her leg. Blinking, Molly looked down at her jeans and found herself in a staring contest with a rat. It was a delayed reaction, but when Molly’s brain finally registered the little critter, she jumped up, screaming trying to get away from it. She rushed backwards not paying attention to where she was going, her heel clipping a tree root, and making her fall backwards. The little vampire landed on her ass and winced.
“Ow,” She pouted a bit and rubbed her backside, before realizing that her stealth issues needed some work. Turning her head, Molly looked at the boy with a shy frightened gaze before letting her hair fall forward to curtain her face.
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Post by Alec Jacob Croxford on Dec 11, 2011 15:34:02 GMT -5
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Alec loved that he had gotten outside of the Academy it was nice change… He loves his fellow hunters in training, but sometimes they could do his head in. So lost in his thoughts he was there in the graveyard thinking ' who would be lurking here' not many that would be for sure especially at this time, but the boy had been so wrong since there was a young vampire sulking with in this dwelling...
Of course, he doens't know what she is, and who knows if he would find out, but he wasn't alone like he had thought. So there he had been thinking sat under the tree thinking about what could have happened to the people within the graves, and if the hunters failed to save any of them. It wasn't something he should worry about, but hell, he just wanted to save as many as he can even for a jackarse he did know it was the right thing to do even if he gives his teachers hell.
Holidays were coming up so classes would end for a while… he couldn't wait, but would they let the lot of them hunt things? Hells no! It pissed him off, and that was another reason he was sat their sulking under the tree lost in his own thoughts to even spot the beautiful blonde-haired woman behind a tombstone. He was so lost in his own thoughts of random things to notice, and hadn't at all noticed he wasn't alone until she screamed and that made his heart jot a mile a minute it scared him almost to death.
Who would have thought there would be screaming in a graveyard... he didn't even know why the woman was screaming… did he startle her being there… Had she came to see a loved on here and expected what he had no one to be here? She had tripped on the tree root and landed on her ass before he had even had time to react to help her, and he winched a little, and moved closer hoping not to scare her. " Are you okay?" He asked. She seemed a little worn down, def was dirty, and he wondered where her shoes were and if she was running from someone now that he has gotten a closer look at her.
She seemed rather shy, but he wasn't going to hurt her. " I am not going to hurt you..." He had tried to even assure her and offered a hand to help her up, not knowing if she would take it or scurry off and hide. He couldn't put his finger on it, but something didn't seem right at all. Alec couldn't get over how dirty she had been as if she hadn't showered in days, but he wasn't going to say that. " My name is Alec." he had told her hoping maybe it would make her a little bit more comfortable and not as scared. Now all he could do is wait and hope she does warm up to him. He means her no harm.
It made Alec wonder if someone has tried to hurt her, and felt bad for the poor thing… and she was a prim example on why he wanted to help people... he was curious about her story.
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