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| RiddleMeThis396 | Oct 24 2009, 02:37 AM Post #511 |
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Keira grinned a little, blushing adorably, "Gracias?" she giggled, running her hand through his hair. She kissed his cheek lightly, looking towards the door as she heard the others talking in the living room, then footsteps going upstairs. She shook her head and looked back to him with a small smile, "Now what do you want to do?" she asked, holding up a hand, "No more movies..." |
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| never_fade_away | Oct 24 2009, 02:40 AM Post #512 |
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Braden laughed, kissing her lips softly as he rested his chin on her shoulder. "Hmm... go see the others. They have something they want to ask us, but didn't want to interupt. Lovely friends." he grinned at her. |
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| mallyapple19 | Oct 24 2009, 02:44 AM Post #513 |
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Still walking, Linnea felt a chill in the air suddenly sweep over her. She shivered a bit; the lacy top wasn't exactly the warmest in the world. She counted the doors until she found the one she was looking for. She took a breath and went to knock on the door, but stopped, just before her knuckles touched the wood. She leaned in, hearing voices again. One was certainly Mischa's... she could recognize it...but the other... it sounded so..young! Like a child almost. She put her ear to the door, trying to hear the conversation. She stayed like this for a good five minutes, catching snippets, but they were talking in Romanian. Suddenly, they both stopped. Out of no where, mid-sentence. Linnea frowned, leaning in further... then one by one, all the electric lights in the hallway dimmed until dead. Trecherous whispers came up from the darkness that surrounded her. She pulled away from the door, turning to head back down the hallway when she felt a freezing hand on her wrist, holding her firm to her spot. |
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| RiddleMeThis396 | Oct 24 2009, 02:47 AM Post #514 |
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Keira laughed a little as she stood up, offering her hand to help him up, "Vamanos, chico..." she grinned, pulling him up and leading him into the living room, a knowing smile on her lips when she saw Xade and Lena, "What's going on?" |
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| never_fade_away | Oct 24 2009, 02:58 AM Post #515 |
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Braden grinned, and instead of keeping his hand in hers, he wrapped his arm around her waist comfortably. Lena didn't even bother answering since she was half way asleep. Kamau answered instead. "We are all sleeping in here. To keep safe." he explained as Gregory nodded, looking over at the stairs every now and then. "What? Why here?" "Experiment. Last night, we were scattered and the spirits picked us off one by one." Greg told him bluntly, since everyone knew about the Supernatural world anyways. |
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| mallyapple19 | Oct 24 2009, 03:15 AM Post #516 |
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Xade cracked open an eye and waved over at Keira, smiling. ~ Linnea tried to yank her arm away, but to no avail. Part of her wanted to scream, the other part though it unnecessary. She slowly looked over her shoulder. A tall woman in a dress from hundred of years ago stood over her, face stoic and uncaring. She looked as solid as Linnea was. Linnea gulped quietly. "Can...I help you?" she asked in Swedish. English might not help here. The woman yanked Linnea closer, then turned and started dragging her down the hallway, away from the stairs. She struggled, but the woman's icy grip was far too strong. "Please... let me help you. Speak to me..." Linnea said quietly, her wrist starting to hurt from the grip. Suddenly the woman threw her into a room, which was covered in dust and cobwebs. She yelled at her in some foreign tongue, then followed her in. She grabbed Linnea's hand painfully and literally tore her glove off, tossing it aside. Linnea's eyes widened and she shook her head. "Please... don't...." She could already hear the voices starting to get louder. Her vision was blurring. If the woman put her hand against anything, especially the wall or floor....she'd lose it. |
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| never_fade_away | Oct 24 2009, 03:23 AM Post #517 |
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When it seemed like Linnea wasn't coming down, Greg shook his head. "I will be right back." he told them, before jogging for the stairs, taking three at a time. "Linnea? Linnea?!" he called her name, not seeing her on the second floor. |
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| RiddleMeThis396 | Oct 24 2009, 03:29 AM Post #518 |
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Keira went to answer when she heard whispers, screams from above in her head. She rubbed her forehead, looking to Greg as he headed up the stairs. She looked to Xade with a small smile, "So are we assigning places....?"
Edited by RiddleMeThis396, Oct 24 2009, 03:33 AM.
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| mallyapple19 | Oct 24 2009, 03:36 AM Post #519 |
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The lights on the second floor were all on. Hearing a voice, Mischa exited a room, yawning. "Gregory? Is something wrong?" she asked, stretching her arms out to the side. Meanwhile, Linnea was still quietly pleading with the woman. The woman just smiled cruelly and yanked her closer. "Please....don't...." |
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| never_fade_away | Oct 24 2009, 03:38 AM Post #520 |
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Gregory looked over at Mischa with a small frown. "I was looking for Linnea. She said she came up here to talk to you. We decided we were all having a sleep over downstairs. Have you seen her?" |
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