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Post by RacingBelle on Dec 31, 2010 15:02:06 GMT -5
I walked softly through the forest. Thinking, remembering. This is where I first ran from the EF, this is where I found out who I really was. A shifter. Right now I wanted to shift into my gray horse form but this place didn't seem the right place to do it. Something just haunted me, held me back from doing so. Something I couldn't explain. Maybe it was the terror that hung around this area, terror from running from my "snobby police officers". Then killing them. Though I wasn't the only one to do that, on that night. My friend Jisa also helped me. Told me who I was. I was a confused person then. But now, I've never been as cautious or as confident as I am now. Well, maybe not now. Now every creepy shadow made me feel as if someone was watching me. Maybe someone was. One thing was for sure, my shifter senses were on high alert.
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Post by converse on Dec 31, 2010 15:41:20 GMT -5
Falko breathed deeply as he tried to clear his mind of what was buzzing around in his head. Just clear you thought. He thought angrily to himself, even though it wasn't much help. Before he knew it, the teen, well seemingly looking teen, found himself in the Stonewick Forest. "Great..." He muttered to himself, about to turn around. Maybe I can just wander around in here for a while. Falko considered, finally deciding to go ahead and wander around in here for a while. He would be able to find his way back easily, so he had no worry about getting lost. The vampire's senses tingled when he felt that there was another being wandering the forest as he did. Now who may thie be. Falko thought before he saw her. I wonder what she may be doing wandering out in this forest. He thought before he approuched her causiously.
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Post by RacingBelle on Dec 31, 2010 18:07:02 GMT -5
I leaned against a tree, just thinking. Then I slide down to a more comfortable position. I dozed a little and when I opened my eyes, possibly a few minutes later, I saw a man, a little bit older than me by the looks of it. Stupid! Stupid! I scolded myself. I shifted, almost unknowingly, and reared. Then charged, ears back eyes rolling sliding to a stop a few yards away from him. I hadn't seen someone like him before. Vampire maybe? I didn't know but what I did know was that he was a Supernatural and not an EF cop. Or was he? I wanted to shift back to a human and ask him why he was seemingly sneaking up on me but being a horse was the best shot I would have if he decided to attack. I didn't carry a weapon around but I probably should start to. I blew out of my nostrils and squealed, bearing my teeth. I then gave a questioning look that any sane person could have deciphered. Who are you and what are you? Then I waited, poised to flee or fight. Whichever my terror crazed brain decided to do.
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Post by converse on Dec 31, 2010 18:32:50 GMT -5
As he was about to walk up to the girl who was now leaned against a tree in a sitting position. Suddenly the girl had opened her eyes. Great. Falko thought, seeing that he had startled her a bit. "Excuse me......" He started when she had suddenly shifted. Hmm.....a shifter. He thought as he watched her from where he stood. Falko stepped back slightly once the girl had shifted into a gray horse and had started to charge him. The vampire stood where he was, thinking, What is her problem.....? Coming back from his thoughts, Falko was about to step aside of the charging horse when it had suddenly stopped. I wonder what her deal may be. Ready to charge me, then suddenly stopping? He could see the horse giving him those questioning looks. The vampire stood for a moment in silence before he began. "I am Falko Vos, though I wouldn't say it was a pleasure to meet you." He said in a scarcastic tone, looking over the horse in one last glance, sizing her up. "Now more importantly, who are you and why were you trying to charge me?"
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Post by RacingBelle on Dec 31, 2010 19:20:25 GMT -5
I suddenly snapped out of my terror at his sarcastic words. He wasn't sneaking up on me. He was just walking toward me. I shifted quickly back to human shape. "Sorry I'm new to this. You kinda startled me...a lot." I blushed a slight pink and you could tell that I was a bit ashamed of myself. Wariness showed in my features as I said my name, after all it was only fair since he had given his name. "I'm Ashleigh Green. So what brings you in here? I'm just wandering around, nothing better to do anyway." I started to step closer but instead thought better of it. I glared at him suspiciously, a slight smile touching my lips.
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Post by converse on Jan 1, 2011 2:09:24 GMT -5
Falko's true thoughts stood hidden behind his emotionless face as the girl changed back to her human form, the features of the gray horse disappearing from her body. Hmm....interesting. He thought. It had been a while since he had seen a shifter, and it still quite amazed him about their nature. He smiled slightly at her first comment. "Well, I'm sorry about that, as you can probly tell now, that's not what I was intending." Falko could see that she was infact a bit ashamed of what had happened, but to him it was no big deal. "There's no need to feel sorry about it, I would have done the same if I were you." He said quickly before she had introduced herself. "Well Ms. Green, it is nice to have now formally met you even after that little scene before." Falko said, adding some small light scarcasm at the end of his sentence. He could see that she was still ever so slightly suspicious of him, but it did really bother him much. "I guess you can say that I am doing the same as you, wandering around." Falko said vaguely, seeing a small smile appear on Ashleigh's lips.
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Post by RacingBelle on Jan 1, 2011 21:15:30 GMT -5
I snorted. "I doubt it! Well..maybe. Shifters have that whole other side of them. That was my other side reacting, I guess. Horse sense, literally. Oh and please call me Ash or Ashleigh. That sounds weird coming from someone almost my age...right? I'm sixteen." Well if he is what I think he is, a vampire, he's much older. Though you couldn't tell if someone was a vampire unless you saw them be bitten. Many of the thing that humans believed about vampire weren't true. They were myths, stereotypes. Falkco just looks a little older than me. I looked him up and down. He was wearing a grey sweater with maybe a maroon t-shirt underneath. A lump that looked almost like a watch was on one arm. Dark blue or black jeans. Nice. Comfortable looking yet not shabby. I noticed his icy blue eyes, much like a friend of mine. His hair was dark and not really long or short. Lightly tanned skin and kinda skinny almost like I was. He had some muscle building up so maybe he wouldn't look like that for long. Meanwhile I looked a mess. My hair was in a messy pony tail, my red shirt had leaves clinging in it. My dark blue jeans had caked mud and the beginnings of a hole in one knee. Just perfect. Typical me. If you don't like it who cares, you are who you are. Right? "So formalities done. What now?" I said, that smile growing even more apparent by the minute. I was not very good at being 'social' now was I? So many questions in my life but not enough answers. Alas.
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Post by converse on Jan 6, 2011 18:19:02 GMT -5
Well Vampires as well have a whole other side to them as well, controlled by bloodlust. Falko thought a bit blandly as Ashleigh spoke of how her "other side" had reacted. The vampire laughed a little as she mentioned him calling her Ms. Green instead of by her first name, or by her nickname, as he now knew, Ash. She is quite smart, and takes notice to things other wouldn't as much consider. He thought before speaking. "Well, if you sixteen, you could say that I am a year or so older than you, but technically I'm about 148 years older than you." Falko wasn't stupid himself. He could tell that girl had been trying to figure what he was most of thier meeting since he had already known what she was, wasn't it obvious enough. The teen compared the girls looks to his own. She must have been out longer than he had, her clothes tattered and dirty looking even worse to his rather clean, untouched clothes. I wonder how long she has really been out here. Falko thought, but he pushed it to the side when Ashleigh spoke again. "Hmm...what a hard one." He said quite sarcastically, not seeing why the girl couldn't see the obvious. "Well in all honesty, you look a mess. No offense, though. You might want to go clean up or something." Falko had kept his tone even as he talked, not wanting offend Ash.
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Post by RacingBelle on Jan 6, 2011 19:00:39 GMT -5
"Oh alright. I figured." I said casually. So I was right. He was a vampire, not that it was a big deal. Falkco was harmless as far as I was concerned. So long as I didn't get him angry. Rule one in my mental big book of rules was: Don't piss a Supernatural off. That stuck with me since day one. I rolled my eyes as the vampire commented about my clothes. "I guess you haven't met the EF yet if your worried about clothes." I replied sarcastically. These woods were my safe haven for now. I had almost run into the EF a few days ago and didn't want to be caught in case they had seen me. So to pay that price Stonewick had become my bed. Not that it was that bad, in the Spring anyway. I actually kind of preferred it in a way. I knew that Falkco didn't want to offend me so I let it go. Though I cocked my head and tried to look a little bored and a touch sleepy. Just my way of saying things are all right...the world is just fine, I don't care what happens next as long as it doesn't involve me or my friends. In a silent manner, of course.
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Post by converse on Jan 7, 2011 23:21:55 GMT -5
Falko kept his eyes on her, taking in all her moves, actions, and reactions. He could tell that her theorys were now comfirmed about him. It was true that he was a Vampire, but he had always liked it to be some sort of....well mystery. That's just me. He thought a bit sarcastically, laughing to himself and a little out loud, probly confusing Ash as she had rolled her eyes at him because of his comments about her clothing. I suspose I deserve it, though I wasn't meaning to be rude. Falko critized himself. What she had said next suprized him slightly, definatly showing in his expression. I suspose why she must be out here, trying to evade the EF. Falko knew what the EF, or Elite Forces, was, but he had never run into any problems with them. I guess I can call myself lucky for not running into them after 164 years of life. He thought sarcastically. "You can, well I suspose, call me lucky for not having a run in with EF for the 148 eyars I have spent as a supernatural. Now I can assume though that you have had a few run in yourself no?" Falko said calmly.
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Post by RacingBelle on Jan 8, 2011 0:29:33 GMT -5
"Yeah, my first day here. I was lucky, I had a friend to help me out. Other than that I've stuck clear of them. Sounds like your luck's held then." I replied. Yeah only once. The most terrifying, exciting, and life changing experience of my short life. I half grinned half grimaced that those memories but the grimace evaporated as suddenly as it appeared and my grin remained. "As I told you I'm just wandering. Not much else to do. Exploring you could call it maybe. You should know what your surroundings are, just in case." I stepped sideways and leaned against a tree. Might as well be comfortable. Since it seemed like neither one of us was getting any closer to starting a 'proper' conversation.
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Post by converse on Jan 8, 2011 23:57:17 GMT -5
Hmm...I wonder what it must have been like, having a run in with the EF. Falko thought. He had heard only a few stories of the EF, since he didn't much associate with others. Once though, he had gotten the chance to observe an EF from afar, and knew he never wanted to have a run in with them, but the again, he knew that he would be able to hold up against one. the vampire could see the slight grimace n her face, mixed in with her smile and the memmories of her past run in with the EF flooded her mind. Happier thoughts must have come into her mind because just moment later a grin reapeared on her face. I wonder who eles must have helped her out. He thought, though he knew it was unimportant. "Oh trust me, I already had explored most of Clearstone before I came to live here. You know, just a safety precausion." Falko said in a rather bored tone, knowing this conversation was going no where. He notice the girl start to lean up against one of the tree that stood near them, most likelt assuming that they would be staying here for a while now, which was the exact opposite of what he wanted to do. "Hey, do you want to come over to my house and clean up a bit, since you are well, excuse me, quite a mess." The vampire said casually, hoping Ash would accept his offer.
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Post by RacingBelle on Jan 9, 2011 12:46:44 GMT -5
His offer took me by surprise. Should you? The question rang out in my mind. Could I trust him? I looked wearily at the vampire. He was a stranger. I had barely know him for five minutes. "I don't know." I finally said. "I've met you about what? Five minutes ago?" I looked at him directly a hard gaze. I don't think he meant me any harm it was that trust didn't come easy. Besides why was he so interested in my looks anyway? "I'm fine. I was planning on going back to the place I was staying at today anyway. Thanks anyway." I said a little drop of sympathy showing in my voice. He was smart. I knew that. He would understand my reluctance in going with him. I undid the pony tail that held my medium length brown hair and then redid it so it look more tidy. The caked mud I could do nothing about but I brushed the leaves off. After all I had been sitting on the forest floor so there was bound to be a few. I nodded satisfied for the moment. I did it to please him, I guess, or maybe just to get him to shut up about it. More than likely the second thing. I could take care of myself. I had already proved that, not to Falko but to myself. That was the most important, to prove it to myself that I could take care of myself no matter what happened. I wouldn't always have friends to rely on so if I couldn't take care of myself, well, I might as well dig my own grave and let the EF find me from there. Yeah, like I would ever do that.
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