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Post by italiannna on May 24, 2008 20:32:47 GMT -5
Mena was not thinking at all as she was walking down the street. She had her mind focused solely on her walking. She was breathing in and out in order to forget about Jacob and his stupid jock mind. Mena was so angry and so hurt by his insensitive actions! How dare he just leave when she was tying to help him?
Mena kept taking angry strides, cutting through random streets and keeping her head down to avoid the curious gazes of down town shoppers. None of them knew... None of them knew about the inner batter that was raging inside Mena's heart and mind. Damn Jacob Barras! He was like them all! Every guy who caused Mena to show her weak side, would ultimately end up hurting her in the end! She was beyond sick and tired of it all! She hated boys... She hated them all. They didn't deserve her caring about them... They didn't deserve her emotions and her pain.
Mena kept walking faster and faster. She found that the faster she walked, the less she thought about Jacob and his smug grin, his bright blue eyes, his strong jaw...
Damn him!
Mena stopped dead in her tracks as she was now in an area of Montreal that she was not familiar with. She needed to get back to campus. There were some essays she needed to pick up before going home. Mena decided to cut through an alley way... Little did she know of the shadowy figure lurking in the near distance.
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Post by Fiji221 on May 25, 2008 17:57:17 GMT -5
It took all of Kyle's willpower to not cause a scene as yet another random stranger thought it would be a good idea to sit down at her table. Little Miss Sunshine and her Freshman buddy she could barely handle, then add this chick who figured of all the people in the entire godd*mn cafe she could go and talk to, she would come over here. Kyle felt like she might have to set someone on fire.
It was as if the entire universe had decided that today was "Make Kyle's Day Suck" day. And the worst part? No salvation. None whatsoever. Sure there were people throughout the place that she recognized from classes and around campus. For example there was a girl a few tables over that she had talked to a few times and had heard a lot about, especially in music related places. Apparently she was good at finding new talent or something. Her name started with...an "A". Allison? Ally? Whatever, that wasn't all that important at the moment.
Despite her and a few other familiar faces strewn across the busy cafe, there was no one she could just walk over to and start talking too (well, if you weren't like Connor, Draydon and the other chick here). All of her friends obviously hadn't been trapped in this place to escape from the rain that was coming down pretty hard.
Under the table, Kyle's hand heated as it began to form a small sphere of fire, something she did often when she was frustrated. Over the years, she had gotten great control over her fire starting powers and was now able to release it in small doses, such as now. She thought over consequences for a moment before sighing and clenching her hand in to a fist, putting out the small flames. A long time ago, that would have hurt, but by now, Kyle wasn't even phased by it.
Kyle placed her elbows on the table and clasped her hands beneath her chin. She glanced around at the three others at the table and couldn't help but give each of them a cold glare. She counted to 10 silently in her mind before reaching for her coffee, only feeling slightly calmed.
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Post by Prue's Empath on May 25, 2008 20:14:52 GMT -5
Elizabeth heard evil things about Kyle. She knew she was dangerous,but she didn't care how dangerous or mean she was. Kyle was a different person on the inside, she just doesn't know it yet," Look I'll go if you guys want me to!" Elizabeth looked at the unwelcoming table.
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Post by RP Muse on May 25, 2008 22:40:19 GMT -5
Jacob had too much on his mind at the moment. Why did he have to go and do that? Idiot! Jacob thought as he kicked a nearby trashcan in frustration. Why did he have to so stupid sometimes. She was trying to be nice and he had blew it was a dunderhead.
Jacob continued down the sidewalk he had an hour to kill. Wait he knew it. He would stop downtown and get her some flowers, no a flower a single flower. It was romantic right and then he would tell he he was sorry. Not a rose either how typical. No he's get her something else, something unique just like her. She wasn't ordinary not to him. So she didn't deserve just any ordinary flower. Jacob smiled at the thought. She was so beautiful. He would have to pick the most beautiful flower as well. He had to tell her how sorry he was. He truly was, he was stubborn he knew but he was in love he had to be.
Jacob picked up the pace and made his way downtown and spotted a nearby flower shop. He casually made his way in. What should he get? He had to make it special. Jacob looked around and noticed the stuffed animals. She loved animals but what did she like best? He knew this one. Think just think. Jacob started roaming through the different animals as he was in thought.He stopped when he came across a stuffed dog. That was it. She liked dogs, she would love it.
Now he had to get the flower. So maybe he wasn't going to get rose but then again she loved them. He would just get a pretty color. Jacob looked at different ones and saw there was a blue one. How rare was that a blue rose? Jacob picked the rose and made his way to the register for his purchases.
After a few moments he made his way out. He had a few minutes before her class would let out. He knew he needed to hurt if he took the back alleys he would get to campus faster.
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Post by italiannna on May 25, 2008 23:15:15 GMT -5
Mena started walking down the pretty long alleyway headed back to the campus. Her mind was so focused on Jacob and trying to hurry that she did not spot the huge evil man lurking up behind her. Mena had a strange feeling creep up inside her, but she decided to ignore it as she continued to slowly walk down the alley. The evil man kept up his pace coming closer and closer to her.
Mena stopped again and this time she turned around to see the huge evil man looking down on her. Before she could react, the man clamped his hand over her mouth and violently threw her amongst some boxes and old machines. He then conjured a knife and headed towards her. Mena was shocked, but she was a fighter and there was no way in hell this man would be taking her life today. She quickly regained her composure and telekinatically summoned his knife to her. The man stared at her in shock.
"Bet you didn't see that coming now did ya?"
Without a second thought, Mena whipped the knife into the man's chest. He gasped in pain and bent over as he disintegrated into the cold hard cement. Mena gasped for air and slowly got up. She looked at her hands and noticed they were shaking. She smiled. No one messed with her.
She was about to run back to the campus when several more evil men appeared in the alley blocking her exit. Mena's eyes opened up in horror as the men surrounded her making it near impossible to escape without a hard fight.
"sh!t... This is not my day..."
One of the men slowly approached her and roughly grabbed her neck. Mena felt the cold evil glare penetrate her and the look sent chills down her spine. She glared back at him and without a second thought, slashed her nails into his face. The man screamed out in pain as he back handed her. Mena fell to the floor but she wasn't about to give up the fight.
The men began coming at her. Mena turned invisible and began using objects from the alley, began defending herself against the evil attacking her. She managed to defeat two out of the four the arrived, but she was now over exhausted and her invisibility faded revealing her to the evil remaining. The two men saw this chance and approached her. One man looked to the other.
"Grab her from behind... She's not going anywhere."
Faster than Mena could think, the man was already behind her and had her amrs in an iron lock. She barely move from his grasp and nothing was working to get her out of this mess. The other man approached her and stared her down for a bit. Mena stared right back at him...
"You don't scare me..."
"No?"
The man delivered a crushing blow to Mena's gut. She gasped in pain and the man laughed. He continued to deliver more blows to her and she kept trying to fight them but it was no use. Soon her energy would be gone and she would lose... With one final ounce of strength. Mena took a deep breath and let out a piercing cry.
The men laughed at her but then suddenly one man let go of Mena's arms and sent her falling to the floor. The other man backed away from her as Mena saw a young man run into the alley... The blurred image of the young man was the last thing Mena saw before the blackness took over her.
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Post by RP Muse on May 25, 2008 23:52:13 GMT -5
Jacob was making his way through the back alleys when he heard some noises. It sounded like a struggle. What could be happening? A street fight? Then he heard a scream a familiar scream. It was Mena she was in trouble. His heart seemed to skip a beat when he realized she might be hurt.
Jacob broke out into a run and stopped dead into his track when he saw that there was demons. "You got to be kidding!" Jacob said then he saw Mena slump to the floor. "Mena!" Jacob asked. He was going to stand for this. Jacob without thinking dropped the rose and dog. "You are so going to regret that, touch her again and you can go to hell" Jacob said through almost clenched teethe. He had never felt so angry in his life.
"Who do you think your talking to?" The demon said then kicked Mena in the stomach again. That was it, the demon was going down. Jacob looked around. Jacob just smiled at the demon. Before concentrating real hard.
"What are you doing stop that!" The demon said in pain "Stop!" After a few more moments the demon burst into flames. Jacob saw the demon had vanquished and ran over to to Mena but before he could another demon shimmered in. This one had an athame in his hand and swung it toward his stomach. Jacob moved out of the way but not quick enough. He felt the blade cut right into his leg. It hurt like hell but at least it was his leg. He'd live, it just might hurt to walk and he's probably need to go to the hospital but he's be okay. The demon tried to go at him again. This time Jacob grabbed the athame from the demon before plunging it into his back as he also burst into flames. It was also good to know how to fight the mortal way. He was going to be a cop after all and needed to know how to grab a knife if he ever needed to.
Even though he was in pain and his leg was bleeding he cared more about Mena at the moment. He got down on his knees and ignored the pain as it got worse to do that. It wasn't a smart move but he had no choice. He had to make sure she was okay. put his hand over her forehead. What was he going to say? You were attacked by demons? What did they want with her anyway was she a witch? Jacob shook the thought away before putting his hand over her as he tried to heal her. "Come on Mena wake up" Jacob said in a worried tone.
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Post by italiannna on May 26, 2008 0:19:00 GMT -5
Mena felt so weird. She felt as if she was trapped inside one of her own dreams. She thought she heard some voices but she was unsure if they were from her sub conscious or if they were really there. She wasn't sure of anything anymore.
Mena!
"Yes? Hello?"
Mena tried to scream but somehow felt as if there were a giant weight pressing on her making her unable to scream or answer the young man's call. She had a feeling that it could be the same young man running in the alley... Did she know that man? He must have known her.... She recognized his voice though. Could it be?
Touch her again and you can go to hell!
Ok now she knew that voice... Could it be Jacob? Mena tried to reach out to him...
"No! Jacob! They're too strong! They'll hurt you... Please don't hurt yourself..."
She could not move... She could not speak. This was starting to scare her... She could feel herself getting more and more tired... She felt a light wind at her face. Could this be how the end feels like? That could not be it... Mena felt a quick, yet painful blow to the gut. She gasped and the cool wind increased a bit more. Mena lay there basking in the comfort the cool wind felt on her face.
Mena then felt a warm soothing feeling on her face. It replaced the cool wind. At first Mena was worried, but then the warmth felt so much better as it spread to other areas of her body. She could hear more clearly the sound of Jacob's worried breath and his voice begging her to wake up.
Mena then felt as if a force pulled her out of the darkness as if she were waking up fro a dream. She opened her eyes and saw a vision of Jacob staring at her with his heads on her forehead. Mena took a deep breath but stopped short as the pain was still fresh... She looked up at Jacob...
"Jacob? What kind of messed up dream is this?"
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Post by RP Muse on May 26, 2008 0:29:18 GMT -5
Come on wake up. Jacob thought. As he was trying to heal her. He hadn't used this power a lot thankfully so it took longer than he would have liked. When he heard her voice he felt a wave of relief. She sounded delirious though. Maybe she wasn't a witch, she asked if it was dream that wasn't good. What was he going to do? She'd start asking questions and he didn't want to lie. If he told her the truth she'd think he was lying this was so confusing.
"Just relax, are you okay?" Jacob asked, the pain becoming more evident in his voice. Just ignore it, it's just pain you have to make sure Mena is alright first. How am I going to get her to hospital. I can't walk on this leg. Damn it why can't I teleport. Why does everything have to complicated? The thoughts came swarming though his head.
"Mena?" Jacob asked gently again hoping she wouldn't pass out again. He wasn't sure if he fully healed her or not, again as his was a power he didn't have as much experience as the other one.
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Post by charmedfan1211 on May 26, 2008 11:53:52 GMT -5
Kyle took Draydon's hand sort of welcoming, making him feel reliefed that she didn't explode or something. Draydon glanced over to another girl walking over to them. Crap! He thought, Not another random stranger. This girl is going to explode.
The girl sat down, introduced herself as ELizabeth, and then sat there awkwardly. Draydon felt it get suddenly warmer, and saw a flickering light near Kyle. She was doing something. Draydon wondered if the other two saw it, but he quessed not; Draydon was very perceptive.
Before Draydon knew it, the warmth was gone, and the light had gone out. He made a note to talk to her later about it, but not now; she seemed to be having a bad day already, and all because of them.
Draydon thought of the notion of meeting another magical being, he'd never done that. Not in the years of being a witch, had he met one. Sure, their were demons aplenty, but never a witch. And that is when Draydon knew that going to this college was well worth it.
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Post by italiannna on May 26, 2008 22:52:31 GMT -5
Mena felt as if her head was spinning. What exactly happened? She placed her hands on the cool, hard cement floor and lightly touched her face with her other hand. Jacob didn't heal everything so a few cuts still remained on Mena's face.
"Oh my God..."
Mena tried getting up, but she was still feeling some pain to her gut and groaned in pain. She took a few deep breaths and was able to sit up straight. She then looked around and took in her surroundings. She was in the alley... She began to remember everything that had just taken place. The argument with Jacob, her rush walking through downtown Montreal, her cutting through this alley... And the men... The evil men who nearly killed her... But they didn't... She was still alive...
"How... How am I still alive?"
Mena was talking to herself... She at first did not notice that Jacob was kneeling right in front of her... She turned her head and there he was... Jacob Barras kneeing next to her with a look a deep concern on his face. Mena was about to say something when she noticed the behind the look of concern was one of pain... Mena looked down and noticed a stab wound in Jacob's leg. She gasped and reached for him.
"Oh my God! Jacob! What happened to you?"
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Post by RP Muse on May 26, 2008 23:36:15 GMT -5
It was really starting to hurt now and he could definitely feel the wet spot through his jeans. This wasn't good, but he'd be alright for a little while. He knew he shouldn't wait too long. He might pass out from blood loss and get an infection but he wouldn't be here much longer he was going to get Mena to the hospital first.
Jacob swallowed hard when he saw she was in pain herself. He didn't like seeing her hurt. He didn't understand why anyone would want to hurt her. Especially demons what did they want with her? Wrong place at the wrong time? She did say something about dreaming so she must have not been a witch. He had to play this out right he didn't want her to start asking too many questions. He rather her get well first then he would worry about it, later.
She heard him ask how she was alive. Great she was asking questions already. "I don't you you were just lucky" Jacob said with another swallow. Mostly to hide the pain in his face and tone and because he didn't know what to say if she started questioning him.
He then heard he her ask what happened to him. "They stabbed me in the leg it will be okay.." He hoped she wouldn't ask who they were. He could tell her muggers did it. They were both heading to the hospital and he had to tell something to the police since they would be getting involved for sure. "It doesn't matter anyway, are you okay, do you hurt?"
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Post by italiannna on May 26, 2008 23:53:31 GMT -5
Mena stared at Jacob's face and noticed that he was not doing the best job of hiding the fact that he was in pain. He sai d that they had stabbed him. Mena suddenly felt a strong urge to kill every evil person in the world. It was one thing to attack her. Se understood why they wanted to attack her. She was a good person... But Jacob? He was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. He didn't deserve to get caught up in this stupid mess...
"What??? How can you say it's nothing Jacob?! You're lucky to be alive!"
Mena bit her tongue. For all she knew, Jacob knew nothing about magic or how everyday she and her sisters trained to fight the evil spreading in Montreal and in the world. Jacob didn't know that magic was what killed her parents, not a drunk driver as the high schoolers thought. She cursed the evil out there. They took away her parents, her sister's sight and they nearly took Jacob, an innocent person to.
Mena glanced down at Jacob;s leg. It was not just a small knick that would heal in no time... Mena saw quite a lot of blood beginning to pool out of the leg of Jacob's pants. This angered her... Jacob was seriously injured and quickly losing a lot of blood.
"Jacob... We need to get you to a hospital as soon as possible... Lord knows how much blood you lost!"
Mena tried to get up again, but still had some pain in her stomach. She swore that she'll find those b@$t@rds and make them pay for what they did. Mena took off her sweatshirt, revealing a cute t-shirt underneath. She then tore off an arm from her sweatshirt and used it to tie a bandage for Jacob's leg. It wasn't much, but it would hold up until they got to a hospital. Mena wasn't the best doctor, but she and Gabriella had taken a CPR course and they both knew how to bandage up a wound.
After fixing up Jacob's wound, Mena attempted to get up, but found that the pain in her stomach was too raw to attempt to stand up. This made Mena angry. She needed to be strong for Jacob's sake. Poor guy was probably freaking out with what he saw while she was knocked out... Mena grabbed onto the wall of the building and forced herself up. She then held out her arm to Jacob in hopes that he would take it this time.
"Come on Jacob... We need to get you to a hospital."
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Post by RP Muse on May 27, 2008 0:27:03 GMT -5
Jacob wasn't sure how long he was going to be able to fake being okay. He had to though for Mena's sake he wanted to make sure she was okay. He didn't know what he would do if she was ever seriously hurt. He didn't want to think of that. He needed to think of better things.
Lucky to be alive? She was lucky. The demons had attacked her. If he hadn't came along, no he couldn't think that but the thought made him angry. He wanted to make every demons, warlock and evil things life a living hell and back for even hurting Mena in the slightest. "I'll kill them!" Jacob muttered under his breath almost forgetting he was alone. Jacob looked at Mena hoping she hadn't heard that.
Jacob was starting to sweat and starting to feel woozy. Maybe it was worse than he thought it hadn't been a small knife and that d**n demon had plunged the bastard in real well too trying to go for his stomach. At least it had been him and not Mena, he would go through this pain and much worse just so she didn't have to.
"I know but I want to make sure your okay first" Jacob said trying not to look at her too much now cause it was becoming more evident he was going to need help and he had to be strong incase something happened to her too.
Jacob wanted to gently push Mena back as she tried to get up. She shouldn't do anything she might strain herself. It didn't seem to matter though she was persistent. It made him smile slightly, He was the most persistent person on the planet and here she was making sure she was okay. Just like him. Jacob saw her take off her sweater. She looked so good in that shirt. No bad thoughts, this wasn't the time. Jacobs thoughts shook off as he felt her wrap it around his leg. Wait what she doing? Did she care about him. Like with what happened earlier? Did she like him deep down. No again not the time to think. They were hurt more importantly she was. "Thanks" Jacob said trying to force a smile but everything hurt. He couldn't help but move a strand of hair out of her face. She looked so beautiful when she was worried.
Jacob saw she was trying to get up again. "No don't we need to call the paramedics neither us are in condition to walk. I don't want you to hurt yourself. It's not good to get up like that" Jacob said in a worried tone.
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Post by italiannna on May 27, 2008 0:54:34 GMT -5
Mena could not deny the shivers that came when Jacob gently moved her hair out of her face as she was fixing his wound. Why was he like this? Why was he so sweet at one point, and then act all macho and jock-like the next. Mena did not understand, nor did she want to. She just needed to get him to a hospital. Jacob smiled at her and Mena could feel her heart skip a beat... No! She did not ned to lose control now... Mena politely smiled back and said "You're welcome".
Mena rolled her eyes when Jacob insisted they call an ambulance for her sake. Was he serious? He was in worse shape than she was, yet here he was acting all big and macho in order to help her. Mena took a long look at Jacob's condition and right now, he looked like the worse out of the two. He was sweating and having trouble taking steady breaths. Mena knew he had to get help and get some help fast, yet she could barely move without feeling as if she had a wound of her own in her stomach. Did she? Did those men stab her to?
Mena panicked and turned away from Jacob for a second. She did not want to freak him out by showing him her wounds. She lifted her shirt and looked down. She saw a huge reddish-purple bruise spread out on her stomach. Mena gasped and cursed to herself. She didn't want to feel her ribs, but she hoped that none were broken. Mena pulled her shirt back down and turned back to Jacob.
"I'll be fine... I've had worse... You, one the other hand, need help and you need it now."
Mena cursed to herself. Had she been alone, she could call Gabriella and have her fade her to a nearby hospital. But Jacob was here with her and Mena could not afford to expose him to her family's deepest secret. They could not call an ambulance either. Mena was knocked out almost the entire time, what story could she come up with...
Mena stopped for a second... How could Jacob, a mortal, have been able to stop those two big demonic men, when Mena, a witch who had been severely practicing her magic for almost a year now, nearly died protecting herself... It did not make any sense and if she knew demonic men the way that she did, they didn't care if they were exposed or not, so Jacob MUST have seen some demonic activity. Yet, he was not even phased by it... Mena stared at Jacob's face and tried to read his facial expressions. She didn't understand...
"Jacob... Tell me... What exactly happened when I was knocked out?"
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Post by RP Muse on May 27, 2008 19:43:30 GMT -5
Jacob didn't understand why he could be so different with Mena. All he did know was she brought the best in him, he was sure of it. He had a much softer side whenever she was near at least most of the time. It wasn't something he showed anyone else. Only her it seemed. He had always been head over hills, he never really understood why but he had and still was. She was different from other girls, that what he liked best about her and she was beautiful a natural beauty. She didn't need to try she just was.
Jacob saw her roll her eyes. He hated when she did that. What had he done now? Oh no!? Was it because he had moved her hair out of her face? Did she take it the wrong way? Nice going Jake, now you pushed her away. Stupid, stupid stupid! Jacob thought. He couldn't help it though, she was so beautiful and she was hurt. He hated knowing she was in pain. It was hard to ignore his own pain though. It was getting worse and worse, and he knew it would get worse before it got better. Not to mention he was really feeling light headed and funny. He was stubborn as hell though, because he had to push all that away to make sure she was going to be okay first. When he knew he shouldn't ignore it.
Still, he really needed to know she was okay. She hadn't answered his question either. She seemed to be dodging the bullet so to speak and he didn't like it. He hated not knowing things. Especially not knowing if she was okay or not. It was near killing him inside. He never liked anyone being hurt, and right now it was Mena one of the worst people he could think to be hurt. Why did these demons have to attack her? The thought kept crossing his mind. Demons and warlocks and the like didn't really attack mortals. Sure they were evil but they didn't want to risk exposure just as much as any side.
Finally she told him if she was okay or not. That was such a lie though. She was clearly in pain he wasn't stupid. "Mena, you're not okay. You're hurt..I know you might have ruptured something be still...." Jacob said in a serious tone. She really could be hurt maybe bleeding enternally. He needed to get her help now. "I'm calling...parmedics" Jacob said trying to sound like everything was alright. It wasn't both of them were seriously hurt. He was bleeding for all she knew she was too but internally which was worse. Neither were in condition to tend to each other. He didn't
want her walking, getting to her feet or putting pressure on herself. She was so stubborn, exactly like him. He wished she wasn't though for her sake. She might tear or rupture something with sudden movements she needed to relax. They needed help demon attack or not. They needed it.
"Just as long...as you okay" Jacob said getting a little breathy. Crap this wasn't good, d**n demons he swore he was going to hunt them down and make them pay for hurting Mena and him they would seriously regret it.
Jacob kept thinking back to why demons had attacked her. Were they really that stupid or was there something she wasn't telling him? There was one way to find out. He'd just start talking about demons. She'd either know what he was talking about or think he was delirious from blood loss and not crazy.
"Uh.." Jacob began. Maybe this wasn't as easy as he had thought no he had to make sure. Demons attacking mortals was strange, he just needed to know. "Demons?" Hopefully she wouldn't think he was a nut but he had to know. He had said it simply so if she wasn't a witch she would think he was delirius from only speaking a few words.
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Post by italiannna on May 27, 2008 22:44:02 GMT -5
When Jacob started taking about her rupturing something, Mena could not help but roll her eyes at his comment. It wasn't because she thought he was a dummy, but because she didn't need someone looking over her. She and her sisters took care of each other by themselves. Mena was a strong girl, and her training with her sisters had not been pretty girl training. They would train until they would get hurt. Mena smiled at Jacob.
"Believe me Jacob... I can take care of myself."
Mena knew she and her sisters could take care of themselves, but deep inside she liked that Jacob was concerned about her. She liked seeing this side of Jacob Barras. She wished she could see this side of him more often. Underneath that tough exterior, Mena began to believe that there was something more. The concerned look he had was sincere and she could feel it. But she didn't understand how he was able to stop the evil men.
Mena kept staring at Jacob after the question came out. She was waiting for some indication that might reveal if he knew something or not. At first he looked nervous, as if he didn't know how to explain the situation to her. But then, he gave this answer that Mena was not expecting at all. Jacob said the "D" word... He mentioned demons. He knew about demons! But... How??? Jacob's answer sent Mena's eyes expanding. She gently grabbed Jacob's hands.
"Demons? You know about Demons?! How... How... How do YOU know about demons?"
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Post by Fiji221 on May 28, 2008 15:34:33 GMT -5
Kyle swirled her coffee as she lifted an eyebrow. She bit her tongue (literally) when Elizabeth offered to leave, settling for mumbling a soft, practically inaudible, "be my guest". She could have easily gone off on the girl, but she figured that Elizabeth was already put off enough by her cold demeanor. Then again - like it mattered what people thought of her. It had never bothered her before, so why now?
As she restrained her anger, she thought back to what her brothers had taught her when she was littler:
"People are always going to be around to annoy the sh*t out of you, it's unavoidable. But the thing is, you can't let it get to you. The world is simply full of idiots and losers that you'll never get away from. Just learn to deal and everything be fine. If it gets too much to handle, just bite your tongue and try not to set anything on fire"
Kyle's second oldest brother, Andrew, had told her that when she was 12 after she had gotten in a fight at school. Someone had said some lame remark about her and she landed a punch square in his face. Andrew and Brian (her oldest brother) had come to the rescue before she was able to do some real damage and had promised to keep it under wraps - but not without the mini lecture about anger management.
So now as she sat here, just dying to release her anger, Andrew's words came ringing back in her head. She smiled slightly at the thought of her brothers and leaned back in her chair. She uncapped her pen and began to doodle on the napkin she had gotten with her coffee in order to get her mind off of the annoying people before her.
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Post by piperminime on May 28, 2008 16:31:33 GMT -5
Connor could feel the heat radiating from Kyle but kept her mouth shut. She wasn't about to confront the girl if she had powers. It wasn't like it was anything new to her, she had grown up with two sisters who both had powers too so meeting other magical people wasn't that big of a deal unless they were evil, but it seemed like Kyle simply had a anger problem rather than a evil problem, so she decided to stay mum about it. She took a sip of her coffee and almost spit back out. It seemed the guy working behind the counter was so busy he hadn't bothered checking how hot he had set the machine for the coffee and now hers was almost burning her throat. She bent down close to it as if taking another but instead blew on it, sending out a breath of icy air. She took another real sip and found it to be perfect, smiling slightly to herself she looked back over at Kyle and found her to be struggling to keep her mouth shut. She next turned to Elizabeth who was looking eager for one of them to say she could stay and sighed. She wasn't usually the type to socialize with so many people she didn't know, but her older, more spontaneous sister was always telling her to make new friends, so with a forced smile she said, "No, stay, it's fine."
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Post by Fiji221 on May 28, 2008 16:56:44 GMT -5
Kyle smirked against the brim of her coffee cup as Connor jumped at the heat from her drink. She wished she had been clever enough to have been the one to do it by using her powers inconspicuously, but was satisfied the fact that Connor had at least got some of what was coming to her. Kyle was a strong believer in karma and had a feeling that this was destiny's payback for messing with her. It was small, yet appreciated.
She looked up from her doodling in fascination as Connor seemed to simply blow on her coffee and have it magically go from scalding hot to perfect drinking temperature. Kyle shook the feeling away, as she returned to her drawings. As suspicious as it was, she didn't feel it necessary to bring up the possibilities of magic.
"Everything okay over there?" Kyle asked her amusedly at her earlier drinking of the burning coffee as she twirled the pen in her hand.
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Post by charmedfan1211 on May 28, 2008 21:04:23 GMT -5
Being the timid person he was, Draydon simply sat there awkwardly as the events unfolded in front of him. The new girl, the witch, the raised tensions between all three girls, Draydon felt out of place. But it was better than having no friends. They weren't necessarily friends, but table-mates was closer than anything he'd ever had.
Back at home, Draydon never really had any friends. It was hard enough having any with his extreme shyness, but add being gay, being "different", and no one wanted to be your friend. This is why he moved to Canada in the first place, the people here were alot more accepting of gay people.
"So," Draydon mumbled, going outside of himself, "What are all of your majors?" He hoped to start up a conversation that would end the heated(literally) confontations.
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