Emmett continued driving, his last memory with Rosalie stabbing him like a thousand needles. It just kept replaying itself in his head. Over and over and over againt...
"Emmett, I can't do this anymore! No one listens to how I'm feeling, it's all about Bella... Bella this, Bella that, oh look, we've got to care for Bella. Even Edward cares for her more then me." The pretty blond shouted. They were just outside the house, in the forest. "Rosie, please. She's his soulmate, we have all been waiting awhile for him to find someone he truly cares for." Emmett said, trying to calm his girlfriend down. "Yeah? Well guess what? I'm done with it all! I'm leaving." She growled. They were on patrol for any threat. "What.. no, you can't mean that Rosalie." Emmett said, heartbroken. "Yes. I do, I love Carlisle and everybody, but I can't do it anymore. Are you coming with me?" She asked, looking Emmett in the face. He was shocked. How could she ask him to leave his family? "I can't.. I have to stay and help with Bella, protect her fa-" Rosalie stopped him. "I'm sure you do. Just stop Emmett. My things are already packed and loaded. Tell everyone what I said... good-bye." And then she was gone...
Emmett was dragged out of his thoughts when he saw a stopped car. Pulling up behind it, he stopped and put on his flashers., getting out. He smelled... human, and she smelled good. His tolerance was built up, so he had no desire to feed on her, and he had that deer earlier.
Knocking on his window, he waited for her to roll it down. "Hello, can I help with anything?" He asked, smiling halfheartedly. She was a beautiful woman, odd he'd ever think that again
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Riley jumped when she heard a voice, she turned to face who was talking to her and felt her breath leave her body. Standing in front of her was a man, and he made her heart skip a beat. Well toned, tan, and a beautiful work of art. Why did she have to look like crap? She had on some black jogging shorts that were a little short, but made her legs look good, a tight white tank tip that showed a little of her midriff, and a black jacket that matched the shorts. Her hair was loosely pulled up, strands hanging around her face, and she had her blue earplugs in. Of course she'd have to meet a cute stranger looking all sweaty and tacky.
"Uhm. Hi." She said, not sure what exactly to say. "You're okay, I just get scared easily. I'm sort of a scaredy cat. I don't even like cats." She said, throwing her hands up then back down with a small laugh. She felt her cheeks turn pink. Why was she acting so girly around him? "I'm Riley... Riley George." She said, wanting to quickly change the subject.
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Hm, that would actually be really interesting and fun, so yeah! We can do that. (:
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Maybe Shayna and Emmett can meet because she's broken down on the side of the road, and he stops to help her?
Maybe Shayna and Emmett can meet because she's broken down on the side of the road, and he stops to help her?
The doe gracefully leaped over the fallen tree to get to the green pasture where it started grazing. The young and strong vampire watched from the tree, fangs protruding out. When the timing was perfect, he leaped down, falling on the deer. Snapping its neck, he dug his fangs in and drank. He didn't spend much time at home, not since Rosalie left. It still hurt him, even after two weeks, it still hurt him. She was truly his everything, but she just couldn't accept that one thing Emmett could- Bella joining the family, and especially Bella turning and having Edward's baby. He knew Bella being able to have a child was what drove Rosalie away, because there was nothing she wanted more then to have a family, and being a vampire she couldn't. That was what really drove her away.
When he finished the deer off, he made his way home to get his jeep. He still couldn't stay home, he couldn't face his family. It took all he had now to just ignore them and not get the third degree about how he was feeling. Getting in the jeep, he started it up and headed to town. He just needed to get away, anywhere would do.
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It was a beautiful autumn morning. Riley, like every morning, went on her morning job. She survived her first two months in Forks, Washington. It wasn't really all that bad, the weather was almost always perfect, except for when she craved a little sun, and the people were nice. Despite all the murders that happened awhile back ago, she could really see herself settling down here. She stopped to catch her breath for a minute and take a sip of water. After that sip, she took off again, steadying herself so she wouldn't wear out too quickly.
She came to a sudden stop when standing in front of a beautiful meadow, yellow and white flowers were everyone. It was almost too beautiful to describe. Above, the sun was starting to peek through. "Wow..." She breathed out, walking to the middle. It was, beautiful, and the sun hit right in the middle. To her right, her heard the crackling of leaves being stepped on, and put her guard up. "Hello?" She called out, feeling silly that she was overreacting. Maybe it was just some animal or something. Or not.
When he finished the deer off, he made his way home to get his jeep. He still couldn't stay home, he couldn't face his family. It took all he had now to just ignore them and not get the third degree about how he was feeling. Getting in the jeep, he started it up and headed to town. He just needed to get away, anywhere would do.
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It was a beautiful autumn morning. Riley, like every morning, went on her morning job. She survived her first two months in Forks, Washington. It wasn't really all that bad, the weather was almost always perfect, except for when she craved a little sun, and the people were nice. Despite all the murders that happened awhile back ago, she could really see herself settling down here. She stopped to catch her breath for a minute and take a sip of water. After that sip, she took off again, steadying herself so she wouldn't wear out too quickly.
She came to a sudden stop when standing in front of a beautiful meadow, yellow and white flowers were everyone. It was almost too beautiful to describe. Above, the sun was starting to peek through. "Wow..." She breathed out, walking to the middle. It was, beautiful, and the sun hit right in the middle. To her right, her heard the crackling of leaves being stepped on, and put her guard up. "Hello?" She called out, feeling silly that she was overreacting. Maybe it was just some animal or something. Or not.
Same with Klaus! xD Been awhile since I've played him.
Yes I can. (: Give me a few minutes.
Me start or you? (:
Anya laughed and nodded. "That obvious?" She asked, pouring some drinks for the new group of men that came in. "You got it." She said to the guy named Marcel. After getting them their drinks, she walked back over to Damon. She shrugged her shoulders at his warning. "It's okay, I'm a big girl, I can handle a few big guys." She said with a flirty smile on her face. She watched as he wrote down his number on a napkin. "You can count on it." She said, watching as he left. When he was out the door, she turned back to her bartending duties.
"Another scotch, love." Klaus Mikaelson said to the bartender. "Coming up." She said, fixing his drink. "You should really watch out for that one." He said, pointing a forefinger to the door where Damon just walked out of. "I'm sorry?" She asked, tilting her head to the side. "He's a dangerous one." Klaus said, taking a sip of scotch. "Thank you, but I can handle myself." She said, leaving him sitting there alone. "That's what they all say..." He mumbled in his glass.
When her shift was over, Anya grabbed her purse and headed to her car. Getting in, she went to start it, but nothing. She tried for five minutes, but still nothing. She didn't really want to go back in. Sighing, she leaned back in her seat, feeling in her pockets for her phone. When she brought it out, the napkin with Damon's number in it fell out. Picking it up, she bit her lower lip then dialed it, waiting for him to answer,
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After the conversation with the bartender, he turned his attention back over to the young woman who was joining Marcel and his dandy group at a table near the wall. Smiling to himself, he stood up, drink in hand, and strolled over to them. "Marcel." He said, acknowledging his old friend. "Klaus, my friend, have you met Cassie? Wonderful woman." He said, looking to Cassie. "So I heard." Klaus said, raising a brow. "Mind if I join?" Klaus asked. Marcel nodded, so Klaus sat down. "So, Cassie..." Klaus said, drawing her name out, "what brings you to New Orleans? Surely it can't just be for the raging parties." He asked, sipping on his beverage.
"Now, now, Klaus why the third degree?" Marcel asked, chuckling. "Sorry for my friend here, he can be a little.. blunt." Marcel said, giving Klaus a 'shut-up' look. Rolling his eyes, Klaus examined Cassie. So, she wasn't here for his family? Was it Marcel she wanted? Well, if so, she wasn't the first.
"Another scotch, love." Klaus Mikaelson said to the bartender. "Coming up." She said, fixing his drink. "You should really watch out for that one." He said, pointing a forefinger to the door where Damon just walked out of. "I'm sorry?" She asked, tilting her head to the side. "He's a dangerous one." Klaus said, taking a sip of scotch. "Thank you, but I can handle myself." She said, leaving him sitting there alone. "That's what they all say..." He mumbled in his glass.
When her shift was over, Anya grabbed her purse and headed to her car. Getting in, she went to start it, but nothing. She tried for five minutes, but still nothing. She didn't really want to go back in. Sighing, she leaned back in her seat, feeling in her pockets for her phone. When she brought it out, the napkin with Damon's number in it fell out. Picking it up, she bit her lower lip then dialed it, waiting for him to answer,
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After the conversation with the bartender, he turned his attention back over to the young woman who was joining Marcel and his dandy group at a table near the wall. Smiling to himself, he stood up, drink in hand, and strolled over to them. "Marcel." He said, acknowledging his old friend. "Klaus, my friend, have you met Cassie? Wonderful woman." He said, looking to Cassie. "So I heard." Klaus said, raising a brow. "Mind if I join?" Klaus asked. Marcel nodded, so Klaus sat down. "So, Cassie..." Klaus said, drawing her name out, "what brings you to New Orleans? Surely it can't just be for the raging parties." He asked, sipping on his beverage.
"Now, now, Klaus why the third degree?" Marcel asked, chuckling. "Sorry for my friend here, he can be a little.. blunt." Marcel said, giving Klaus a 'shut-up' look. Rolling his eyes, Klaus examined Cassie. So, she wasn't here for his family? Was it Marcel she wanted? Well, if so, she wasn't the first.
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Here it is! Here are my characters. (:
Emmett Cullen | Appears to be 20 | Vampire | Turned in 1935
Riley George | 17 | Human | Sweet. Caring. Understanding. Very artistic. Athletic.
After you get your sheets up I'll go ahead and get our intro post up.
Emmett Cullen | Appears to be 20 | Vampire | Turned in 1935
Riley George | 17 | Human | Sweet. Caring. Understanding. Very artistic. Athletic.
After you get your sheets up I'll go ahead and get our intro post up.
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