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Post by Sarah Frost on Jul 25, 2012 8:33:12 GMT -5
 Sarah had found herself feeling confided in her home it was seven pm and the teenager had to admit she was actually sick and tired of studying she had spent the last three days at home preparing for a massive test. Sarah’s cousin Nicole had offered to find her a date so they could go on a double date, but Sarah had turned the idea down, she wasn’t interested in a relationship that was what she had told her cousin but the truth was she didn’t want to take the chance and get herself a broken heart. She saw how that sort of stuff messed people up and at the moment she had enough problems to deal with. The young teenager had wheeled herself about and grabbed her purse, there really wasn’t anything expensive inside it all it contained was lady products, a pen and notepad a small bottle of perfume and mace for any jerk that would try and mug her. Sarah had kept the valuables like her wallet and iphone and house keys in her pocket. Jeans pocket, she wasn’t stupid enough to put everything in her purse. The teenager had locked the house on the way out and wheeled down the drive way, sometimes Sarah had found things impossible to cope with her life had changed in strange and profound ways like before the accident her parents were happily married, but now they were in the middle of an ugly divorce. Before the coma she could walk, now she was learning to walk all over again she could walk a little bit, but it would exhaust her quickly and her legs would hurt. It may have sounded self absorbed, but Sarah didn't really care about anything else, but come on the girl had awoken from a two year coma with two years of her life down the shit hole two years of never getting that time back. Sarah had wheeled down the footpath and noticed was going down a slight slope, she could feel the wind blowing against her face she stretched out her arms and closed her eyes smiling a little “ feels like I can fly” she spoke to herself softly enjoying the wind.it was difficult to describe it, but the wind had a profound sensation on the young blond, she had felt something inside her like a floating sensation, she was reminded of a song called free falling she smiled feeling the wind continue to blow against her and she laughed she rubbed her hand with her face “ Free fallin', now i'm a, free fallin, Free fallin', now i'm a, free fallin,Free fallin', now i'm a, free fallin
Free fallin', now i'm a, free fallin” she spoke to herself softly as she picked up speed she could feel her hair blowing back against the wind it was the sensation of freedom she loved every moment of it. |
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Post by Alan Blythe on Jul 26, 2012 2:57:06 GMT -5
[style=background: #202020; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; color: #d8d7e4; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 390px; padding: 5px ; margin-bottom: -3px; text-transform: uppercase;]Pain, I can't get enough [/style][style=background-color: #262626; width: 390px; padding: 5px; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #565656;text-align: justify;]The night was superb. Getting off at five in the evening made for a perfect night to get the stress off his back at the police station. The day had been tough, but Alan made sure to get through it without any incident. He wanted to make sure no one knew of what he was. If anyone who didn't know his second life found out he was a Werewolf, his career was over. No one wanted a monster protecting them. They wanted humans to protect them from the monsters, not the other way around.
Alan was taking a bigger risk by running around in his beast form, but he wanted to be able to have the feeling of being free and not restrained to his human form. Often times he did not do this, especially in a suburb. There were many things that could go wrong. He could be caught and brought to animal shelter until he changed back to human form and then be ousted as to what he was by his coworkers and fired from his job. He could be hit by a car, shot by a hunter or anyone feeling threatened. There were many things that could go wrong and he was willing to take the risk as long as nothing happened to him in the process.
His gray white fur bristled in the wind as he ran between the houses. It was at a time where not very many humans were out and about. They were either out in town or cuddled up in their homes for the night to enjoy the time they had together before heading off to work in the morning. For as far as he was aware, he was perfectly content of running through their yards without a care in the world. Sure he should have been on alert to the surroundings around him, but it was too late before he realized that he might have been spotted by a young woman in a wheelchair. He was unsure if she saw him, but he had slowed his pace down to make sure he wasn't visible in case the woman saw him and his large wolf form.
STARRING: Sarah Frost | LOCATION: Midtown| OUTFIT: | NOTES: | |
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Post by Sarah Frost on Jul 26, 2012 4:16:30 GMT -5
Sarah smiled feeling the fresh wind in her face, she still had no idea what she was going to do or where to go the young teenagers smile turned into a slight frown I guess I could keep going, see where the road takes me, but then what if I get lost…how will I get home it will be so embarrassing If I have to call Nicole to come fetch me it would be the equal of a child getting lost in a store[/i] she thought to herself frowning she bit on her bottom lip as her fingers tapped against the wheels of her chair. She found herself starting to feel a little uneasy, she felt the wind blow again and noticed how quiet it was on the streets.
Some of the lights in the distance was on, but the only one was an occasional street light. Sarah had looked around and felt the breeze blow against her it was cold she swore she could feel tingling sensation running all over her as the wind blew against her spreading her scent further into the air. She bit on her bottom lip and looked around why do I get the feeling this is something out of a horror movie…this is just too weird…no no girl you are being paranoid that’s all you seen one too many horror movies[/i] she thought to herself her eyes widen as she saw something move between houses “what the” she spoke out in shock.
The girl had saw a grayish white blur move between the house she felt her spine shiver and her heart pound fast in her heart she had felt the wind blow towards the white fuzzball direction a strand of her hair floated towards the direction of the wolf as she stayed perched still in that spot for a moment longer what the hell was that…it looked like an animal…probably just a really big dog maybe a dalmation their mostly white…I got mace in my purse no need to stress[/i] she thought to herself.
Sarah’s blood was racing and her heart pounding she knew It may have been stupid to go chase after the white grey flash but Sarah couldn’t help it her curiousity had gotten the better of her, she wheeled herself off towards the house where she had seen the white grey flash and hoped to find out what the creature was she had to find out what it was.[/size]
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Post by Alan Blythe on Jul 28, 2012 17:22:55 GMT -5
[style=background: #202020; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; color: #d8d7e4; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 390px; padding: 5px ; margin-bottom: -3px; text-transform: uppercase;]Pain, I can't get enough [/style][style=background-color: #262626; width: 390px; padding: 5px; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #565656;text-align: justify;]Alan heard the young woman start to speak and that's when he knew he had to book it to avoid being spotted. It was a long shot, but he knew that if he picked up his speed then he could outrun the woman in the wheelchair, no problem. It wasn't like they were able to run and follow him into the trees after he got to the edge of the treeline, but he still had a ways to go before he even got to the treeline.
He came out from behind the house to head for the street to run that way, but when he came out, he saw himself face to face with the young woman in her wheelchair in the driveway of the said house. His amber eyes glowed as he looked at her. His teeth barred, giving off a warning look and a growl to match. He was not someone to mess with. His size was about the size of a German Shepard, if not a little larger than that. He was large for his size and he was powerful, probably one of the reasons why he was the Ulfric of the Lune de Sang clan of New Orleans. Though it was still dangerous for him to be out here by himself in the presence of a young woman who had no idea what she was getting herself into.
Keeping his teeth barred, he walked cautiously around the wheelchair, making sure there was a good fifteen or so feet between the two. If the woman came any closer he would lunge at her or run off. He did not want to harm the woman, but if she gave him no choice, then that was how it was going to come down to. Feeling threatened, was not a good sign, even for the king of the werewolves for the city. He was willing to take the chance.
STARRING: Sarah Frost | LOCATION: Midtown | OUTFIT: | NOTES: | |
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Post by Sarah Frost on Jul 29, 2012 4:49:53 GMT -5
Sarah had continued to follow the creature and came to a halt when she watched the creature come out face to face she looked at the beautiful creature and could see his amber eyes, there it was fascinating the eyes had this emotional sensation to it like she could see intelligence and sentience. She had noticed the creature was a beautiful white and grey wolf that seemed to be the size of a dog. Sarah’s heart was pounding in her chest she had never been so close to a wolf before and after a moment she noticed the teeth of the wolf and swallowed a stack of air “easy girl…..easy…I mean you no harm” she spoke unaware that the wolf was a male.
She forced a smile at the wolf, it probably would have been a natural smile if she wasn’t so afraid Sarah had loved wolves and tigers too she smiled and had both her hands up in the air like someone was holding a gun at her. she kept the smile on her face “easy girl you have nothing to be afraid of I mean you no harm…I promise…not like I can do anything” she spoke keeping her smile as she watched the wolf move closely she slowly lowered one hand to the wheel of her chair and moved it slowly to try to close the wolf off, she didn’t know why but she did not want the wolf to go despite the fear of it’s teeth. She actually would have loved to have the chance to pet the creature and feel it’s soft fur coat.
Sarah looked at the cautious creature you’re such a pretty girl and so big too, I bet you’re a powerful wolf oh yes you are, so adorable…I wonder what your name is….mine is Sarah, I never seen such a beautiful girl like you such a pretty girl want to be my friend come on honey it’s ok” she spoke softly and reassuringly keeping one hand in the air Sarah smiled the hand that was moving the wheel slowly moved out to the wolf in a non threatening way she wanted to show the wolf that she wanted to be her friend
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Post by Alan Blythe on Aug 5, 2012 23:04:10 GMT -5
[style=background: #202020; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; color: #d8d7e4; text-align: left; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 390px; padding: 5px ; margin-bottom: -3px; text-transform: uppercase;]Pain, I can't get enough [/style][style=background-color: #262626; width: 390px; padding: 5px; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #565656;text-align: justify;]Easy girl? He wasn't a girl. Didn't this human see the man parts on his beast? Alan felt insulted and threatened. He growled, letting his teeth show beneath his lips as he gave off a threatening warning that she was too close to him. What did he expect from a human woman when she obviously knew nothing about the supernatural? Some people were just stupid in their own right, but to be considered a female shifter was just insulting in its own right. Alan would make sure the woman would certainly pay for the insult. He could maim her some more, from the looks of it she couldn't exactly run away from him fast enough considering wheels could only get someone so far from a creature that ran on four legs.
I mean you no harm. What exactly did that mean? Harm was harm, nothing more than that. Besides Alan was the bigger threat than some actually cared to take into thought. He had strong jaw muscles that were quite good and ripping skin and bones apart. Powerful legs to run to safety and make sure no one found him. He also used those legs to make a pounce on someone to make sure none of them would ever follow after him when given a defying bite to make sure they learned their lesson. Sure it might turn them into a werewolf, but that wasn't his fault they insulted him. It was only a matter of time before things got out of hand and Alan was always there to make sure the problems stayed away from his pack.
Wolves and Humans never made good friends. Alan was territorial and this woman was certainly getting in his personal space for any comfort to be shown. She may have thought things were fine, but Alan knew better than to trust a woman in a wheelchair. They all thought that they were perfectly fine in a wheelchair, thinking animals knew better than not to mess with someone in a wheelchair. For someone who knew better, Alan wasn't going to let his human instincts override his animal instincts. He felt threatened and would do anything to protect himself from any further harm being done to him.
He would certainly make his move soon. If this woman decided to come any closer he would certainly show how he felt about having space invaded.
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