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Post by Âłíșōñ on Oct 27, 2012 21:55:03 GMT -5
I purse my lips and slowly retrack my hand. This isn't going well--again. I sigh and do a flip, landing silently and gracefully on the balls of my feet. Now that I'm on the ground again, I brush my hair back and sigh. Mathias, I know this is going to be hard for you to accept this, since you obviously don't know about my species, but....I'm a werewolf. If you don't believe me, would you like me to prove it?
[/color] I shift my weight to one side and cross my arms. I am not bluffing. If he wants me to prove it, I will phase right now.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by Snaggle on Oct 27, 2012 22:17:56 GMT -5
Mathias jumped and backed sharply into the cold brick of the opposite wall as Daire sprung suddenly onto her feet in front of him. In the small space of the alleyway, he could see almost every detail in her face, even in the half light of moon and streetlamps.
He tried to pat his hair back into place, and tugged at his jacket as she talked, trying to feign that this girl hadn't utterly terrified him with her previous actions.
When he spoke, however, his voice- rather than the mocking disdain he was attempting- had a definite teary wobble to it- showing his desperation to be back in the warm bar, away from this all.
"O-oh...Oh really?"
He gave a scared little laugh. His voice still shaking, sounding like a little child more than the brave hero he wanted to be.
"W-what's next, witches and d-demons? You don't s-scare me, girly"
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