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timeX/sinCLair 2068
It had been two whole days since she’d seen Luke, who had become the best friend she had at school. The days seemed to be longer and more unbearable without him there, && she was starting to w o r r y. With the little knowledge she had of his seemingly horrible family, her mind could only think of worst case scenarios. Gripping the creased piece of paper with the boy’s address scribbled on it, she made her way down a long line of unfamiliar streets until she found the corresponding household. Luke had told her once that he lived in the attic, and her eyes wandered until she found the highest window.
After getting out of the car, she spent some time trying to find some way up. There was none. Rummaging through the grass, she found a good sized rock. She didn’t want to yell and alarm his family, so it would have to do. With a hard swing of her arm, the rock went flying towards his window, landing with a loud thump. She could only hope that he heard it && came to the window.
“I just wanted to help you.”
{ angst starter sentences }
This boy.. this STRANGE human, was really irritable to the vampire more often than not. Especially now as he continuesto pester Roman, yet it’s not even that. Riley’s mere presence alone is what gets to him, a boy that wasn’t afraid but morbidlycurious. The cold-blooded being grasps onto the handkerchiefand bring it up to his nose in attempts to soak up the blood.
❝You truly don’t understand, do you? I do not seek help from your kind..❞
sinlcair
calm, given the situation, is the only facade that bothers to surface on his face. all other emotions seem submerged by tolerance, even if he was confronted by something he likes to convince himself HE DID NOT DO.
“did-didn’t ssss-st-stuh-ss...steal it.”
& sinlcair.
Teasing was kind of Margot’s thing. She loved it--she got off on it. She always did everything in her power to mess with boys. It was easy since they were so weak. Zero willpower. The smirk that graced her features hadn’t faltered, even as the threatening words left Luke’s lips. She moved her hand against him once more, taking her own lip between her teeth. ❝ Aww Luke -- you know I love it when you talk dirty to me. ❞
WE ALL FLOAT-, DOWN HERE. Gregor boy.
- Edontsu
OOC:
Okay, after talking it over on Chatzy, I'd like to suggest a plot twist for anyone who cares to join in using it.
The idea is that somewhere in Rapture is the formula for a gene tonic that would act as a potential cure against ADAM, meaning that if someone should use it for a period of time, they'd not only be healed from the effects of using ADAM, but become immune to it as well. However, the creator of the formula, the chemist formerly known as Ezra Acreman, stored it in pieces on multiple audio diaries and hid them throughout Rapture to prevent it from being misused. This, along with his own personal secrecy, has led its existence to be recognized as gossip and wishful thinking. But every rumor has to start somewhere, right?