Post by Jane Volturi on Sept 7, 2011 14:21:34 GMT -5
Jane sighed as she made her way down the halls her crimson eyes closed as she slowly relaxed. The castle was like a second home to her now and she was more at home. Even though she still did get headaches she had become adapt at ignoring it. Resting her hands behind her back as she made her way towards the room. She had spent most of her time in the city now since she had come back from Forks a few weeks before as Chris seemed to not have so much pressure on her although she didn’t care for him she respected that he had done so much for her over the past few hundred years since she had been saved by him.
Entering her room she glanced in the mirror a white cloak was wrapped neatly around her…not a spec of dirt on it since the humans that they kept were made to wash them daily and make sure that they were always pure…white. While it was better then pink she had always disliked bright colors as they annoyed her…she liked pain and bright colors rarely brought anything but a good emotions which was annoying but she kept silent she still remembered when Chris had stolen her power and used it on her…it was the root of her disdain for him but she would never betray him…at least not yet.
Being patient had never been one of her strong suits at times she had even stayed quiet though the wisecracks that she had on her mind when it came to Chris were slowly becoming more bold. He was slowly losing his hold on her and the only thing that held her at the moment was the loyalty that had pulled her to him when he had saved her from death at the stake. She had been pulled under his guard and now was one of his best weapons and even though he was not the nicest to her she shrugged it off…one day he would lose that and then she would be free to end him completely…the coven was smart but with him they had stalled after the victory they needed to move while they had momentum and to do it now.
Tilting her head to the side she removed her robe and changed into some jeans that she had bought. Finding them more comfortable then being in a dress where old perverts liked to try and sneak a peak. Shaking her head she closed her eyes and pulled on a black t shirt and slipped it on and smiled slightly before she walked out of her room and the castle heading to the beach so that she could relax on the sand she slowly found a place to sit and stared at the water her problems becoming washed away by the tide.
Entering her room she glanced in the mirror a white cloak was wrapped neatly around her…not a spec of dirt on it since the humans that they kept were made to wash them daily and make sure that they were always pure…white. While it was better then pink she had always disliked bright colors as they annoyed her…she liked pain and bright colors rarely brought anything but a good emotions which was annoying but she kept silent she still remembered when Chris had stolen her power and used it on her…it was the root of her disdain for him but she would never betray him…at least not yet.
Being patient had never been one of her strong suits at times she had even stayed quiet though the wisecracks that she had on her mind when it came to Chris were slowly becoming more bold. He was slowly losing his hold on her and the only thing that held her at the moment was the loyalty that had pulled her to him when he had saved her from death at the stake. She had been pulled under his guard and now was one of his best weapons and even though he was not the nicest to her she shrugged it off…one day he would lose that and then she would be free to end him completely…the coven was smart but with him they had stalled after the victory they needed to move while they had momentum and to do it now.
Tilting her head to the side she removed her robe and changed into some jeans that she had bought. Finding them more comfortable then being in a dress where old perverts liked to try and sneak a peak. Shaking her head she closed her eyes and pulled on a black t shirt and slipped it on and smiled slightly before she walked out of her room and the castle heading to the beach so that she could relax on the sand she slowly found a place to sit and stared at the water her problems becoming washed away by the tide.
