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Post by Rowan Watkins on Apr 5, 2013 0:27:29 GMT -5
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Post by Nox on Apr 12, 2013 16:10:29 GMT -5
The calf hid boots of the teen gentleman could be heard shuffling though the sand. He looked at the moon, it was so lovely at this time of night. "Vhat to do?" He asked himself, his thick german accent sounded as he moved. His aura was devious as he moved around in his suit, it was white in color and clean of any sort of filth. He looked like he belonged in the mafia or perhaps was some sorts of pimp.
He looked away from the moon to a winged boy on the beach and smirked, watching him. He saw the male had just come from the water. Nox sighed and decided to approached, looking down at the male. The Dhampir's red eye seemed to glow in the darkness, his mind searching for something to say. The creature parted his lips, then muttered. "It's cold?" He asked, his blue eye seeming purple as his black hair seemed to frame his face.
He raised his head, moonlight reflecting in his gaze. His hands instantly went in his pockets, then he simply went, "Heh." Then added a few seconds later, "What are you doing out on this empty beach, in the dark?" He said, with his german accent his mind on the male. His hand went to the rim of his fedora as he stood there.
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Post by Rowan Watkins on Apr 13, 2013 5:39:31 GMT -5
Rowan turned his head as he heard muffled steps over the sand. His eyes glowered in the night, almost otherworldly as he looked up at the approaching soul. It's cold? Rowan shot the boy a quizzical look at the question, what had he meant by it? If it was cold, there was no way he'd be sitting out here, half in the nude. Now that he looked closer, the stranger seemed fairly inhuman under the light of the moon, though Rowan couldn't talk.
Standing up, he brushed the sand off his pants casually. The large wings behind him fanned out, striking silver and luminous where the moon hit them. He didn't truly like the looks of this boy, but was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. Cocking his head, Rowan grinned smoothly. "Me? I could ask the very same of you, stranger."
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Post by Nox on Apr 13, 2013 15:15:55 GMT -5
The male sighed, soothingly. He always liked the night, yet he sent mixed signals by biting his nails. He spat them on them on the beach, grunted and looked to the ground. "Vi guess you could zay zhat." He muttered, then moved around the male like a shark sizing up it's prey. "I zee you like zhe vater, you enjoy it, ja?" He asked, with a light laugh and a motion of his hands to the blue ocean which reflected the starry night and the moon. Soon he combined his hands together and linked his fingers, then pushed them forward to crack them.
"Nox is vi name, zit mean nacht or night in latin. Vhat is your name?" He asked, stopping to turn his back to him. He seemed to have a slight degree of trust for the male, was foolish, or perhaps was planning something. The Dhampir looked up at the moon, his mix matched eyes, the dragon tribal tattoo wrapping around his neck clearly visible.
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