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Post by edward on Aug 18, 2011 19:26:49 GMT -5
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He rubbed his temple as he jerked off his tie, tossing it to the ground. None of this really made sense, but he was trying his best. After all, it wasn't often that one was able to actually relax or rather, not in his case. He slumped on the couch and closed his eyes. To the best of his knowledge, he had the house to himself for the time being. Shifting slightly, he bent at the waist and tugged off his loafers, tossing them to the side. Now, it was a time to just let loose.
Laying back, he unbuttoned the first, three buttons of his shirt and dragged his arm over his eyes. He might not be able to sleep, but he could damned sure relax. He would have gone the extra, few steps toward his own room, but he was holding off on that for the time being. If he wanted to, he could even play the piano, which still was collecting dust in the corner. Either way, all he knew was that he was going to finally just rest, even if it killed him. So much drama and so little time. It wasn't like he couldn't manage.
He had certainly survived the past, few years. He could also reason that he didn't have much of a choice. After all, there were those that depended on him. He never got a break and when he did, it was a miracle. He sighed softly and shifted, rolling onto his side. "Mi vida loca.." He mumbled, albeit to himself, considering there wasn't anybody else around.
Would he be able to manage? You bet your bottom dollar that he could. Did he want to? Probably not, but he didn't have much of a choice. Even if he did, he would choose survival over anything else. He could have made any number of jokes, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. After all, how could he possibly find it just to poke fingers at himself?
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WORDS - 331
NOTES - And the fun begins. Sorry for length.
TUNES - two birds stoned at once , chiodos.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0 |
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Post by rosie on Aug 19, 2011 7:41:34 GMT -5
  
This beautiful blonde haired vampire opened the front door of the house, as she walked inside she caught the scent of one of her adoptive brothers, as she was walking inside she then put her shopping bags down, and there was also a few shoe boxes that she had left at the door, leaving the front door of the house open she ran back and forwards towards her car.
Slamming the door behind her when she had finished unpacking her car, making her way over to where her adoptive brother was, Your getting lazy Ed
Even though her lyrics were soft and calm for once when she entered the house, sitting herself down on the a chair as she did not even look towards her brother, picking up the television remote control she then turned on the television and began to watch what was coming up on the screen. Flicking through the channels when on program finished trying to find something else that she could watch, So are you trying to get yourself covered in dust as well as everything else around you?[/color][/size] It was easy to see that Rose's eyes were not very bright golden colour they were nearer being a lovely dark honey golden colour, because she had not been out hunting for a while. It did not of course take this beautiful vampire very long to make herself look comfortable on one of the chairs around the room, while her eyes were watching the television screen. [/color][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]  [/center] W O R D S * 249 ;;
T H O U G H T S * I don't mind the length cause it gives me more muse.  ;;
M U S I C * Well, it isn't music. Unlesss you count the soundtrack from xbox games? ;;
T A G G E D * Edward Cullen ;;
W E A R I N G * Clothes are here;;
C R E D I T S * adele's chasing pavements ;; |
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Post by edward on Aug 20, 2011 7:33:44 GMT -5
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He groaned. Great, just great. The bane of his very existence had just entered the house, granted he felt some feelings for her, but he wouldn't ever tell her such things. When she began to speak, he did what he could to tune it out. Relax....relax or rather, that was what he was telling himself to do and probably failing to do. "How am I lazy when I do more for this coven than you could dream of doing and second, who are you to call me lazy?" He queried gruffly, allowing one of his eyes to open partially so he could get a better look at her.
His eyes surveyed the mass of crap that she had brought in. All in all, she was wasting their money on more, pointless shit. This wasn't to say that they didn't have money. It was quite the contrary, actually. "More junk, eh?" The question was obviously rhetorical and quite crude, albeit this was just his grumpiness flaring up once again or rather, the frustration that had finally managed to bubble forth. Either way, he didn't really care about her answer, considering he already knew what it would be.
He grumbled and dragged a pillow over his face, trying to drown out the sound of the television. "Must you have that blasted thing on?!" He hissed with annoyance as he stood and strode quickly to the black box, knocking it quite easily to the ground. He watched numbly as the screen cracked, spraying bits of glass upon the floor. "I'll buy a new one after I relax." He made it a point to look at her as the words tumbled past his lips. He was rather stressed, and it showed in each feature of his pallid face.
After a moment, he released a heavy breath. "..Sorry." He murmured after a moment's hesitation. With that, he lifted his hand and began to rub his temple. How did he explain this to his adoptive parents? Oh, by the way, I had a tantrum and broke the television. I hope you don't mind!
Yeah, that would sound real nice. He rolled his eyes at the thought and leaned against the wall, tilting his head back as he gazed toward the ceiling. His brow knitted slightly as he became lost in thought. All considering, the look that now adorned his face would have suited him on a normal basis but for whatever reason, it seemed oddly out of place. "..So..." He ventured after a moment. As he hesitated, he directed his attention toward her.
"How are you doing, Rosie?" He queried quietly. If nothing else, he was genuinely curious. After all, as much as he disliked it at times, she was his sister or rather, his adopted sister. "...Before you go on a rampage, I've been under a lot of stress lately so I apologize for my earlier...actions." His apology was slow and somewhat awkward but then again, he wasn't quite used to it. How could he be when he usually never actually thought to apologize?
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WORDS - 505
NOTES - I meant lack of length. :c
TUNES - two birds stoned at once , chiodos.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0 |
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Post by rosie on Aug 22, 2011 7:46:39 GMT -5
Hearing Edwards lyrics towards her, she gave a roll of her dark golden honey coloured eyes as she just gave a glare towards her adoptive brother, because she was not impressed with what he was saying towards her. When she heard him smash the television her eyes narrowed while she let out a growl towards her adoptive brother YOU idiot! My program was just about to come on! NOW I CAN'T WATCH IT!
she hissed angrily towards her brother. Throwing the television remote control down on to the floor as she was very close to blowing her very short fuse, since this beautiful vampire had not been on a hunt for a while, and her temper was even shorter than it normally was. To late brainace. I'm all ready in a mood, but for a old vampire you are blind as a bat.[/size][/color] Getting up from the chair she had been sitting on while she gave him another glare. You are going to buy a television right now! Since you aren't doing anything…USEFUL![/size][/color] she gave a little hiss towards him. Seeing Edward come towards her while her dark eyes looked right towards him, she really did not know what was going on, because she was just watching and half paying attention to what Edward was saying towards her. Keeping to where she was standing, while she spoke again towards her brother What on Earth is wrong with you mister? You don't normally say sorry and apologize to what you normally do. So where has my brother Edward gone? Cause you certainly are not him.[/size][/color] crossing her arms over her chest while she waited for answer from him, it was easy to see that Rosalie was not impressed with what was happening around her. [/color][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] [/center] W O R D S * 294;;
T H O U G H T S * Well everyones posties are always longer than mine, but I'm slower getting better I hope.;;
M U S I C * Well, it isn't music. Unlesss you count the soundtrack from xbox games? ;;
T A G G E D * Edward Cullen ;;
W E A R I N G * Clothes are here;;
C R E D I T S * adele's chasing pavements ;; |
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