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Post by Saint Pitiful on Jun 10, 2008 12:29:03 GMT -5
Hearing that she was fine and that he didn't do anything to her, Saint was a little unsure. Watching Ather get to her feet and make little circles around him started to make him feel some what scared. Now and then he could pick up she was smelling the air around them. He didn't know why cause he really did smell anything, was it him? He put his hand to his nose, he didn't stink, what was it that she was smelling.
She soon stopped in front of him and looked to be studying him. He looked up at her as she stared to speak but cut herself off to smell again. Hearing her soft voice ask him if his wasn't human, Saint felt like he was going to disappear. He didn't want to adamant that he wasn't human. He would lie about it a lot, as he did want to be human more then anything in the world. How did she know? He tried not to let it be shown that he was different. He thought about running away, but he couldn't do that. She had been nice to him and had seen him normal before. He shook his head. "No...I'm not human.." He said him a quite voice.
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Post by Catherine 'Ather' Wise on Jun 17, 2008 9:59:08 GMT -5
Ather was shocked, she had been expecting Saint to deny it to the grave. But then sagain she also expected him to be the one who found her out first, after all Were's had amazing sense of smell. She thought for a moment before she came up with an answer: He'd probably never seen or smelt a Vampire before. The helped her calm down some.
She tilted her head to one side, a habit she'd gotten from watching the family owl when she was smaller. "You don't know what I am, do you?" She asked softly, hoping he'd pick up on the 'what' instead of 'who'. He most likely wouldn't though, no one ever had before.
She flopped down to the ground and pulled her legs into a full lotis position as she waited for Saint's answer, her silver eyes sharp as she watched him.
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Post by Saint Pitiful on Jun 17, 2008 16:12:50 GMT -5
Watching her look, her eyes seemed to think that he wouldn't admit that he wasn't human. He would lie, but he just couldn't, no one had ever found him out before. Seeing her tilted her head some and looked again at him before speaking again. Hearing Ather asked did he know what she was. She did have a different smell about her, yes, he had smelt it as soon as he started to talk with her. But he had never smelled it before, he thought it was nothing too bad or important.
Seeing her sit to the ground, he cleared his throat. "No, sorry..I don't think I really know what you are..." He looked at her again. "You do smell different, yes, but I don't know what it is...never smelt it before." He told her in a soft voice.
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Post by Catherine 'Ather' Wise on Jun 25, 2008 12:05:15 GMT -5
Ather tensed. Shit, she'd done it now. He had heard her!Great, now she'd have to explain to this she she'd just barely met! What had she been thinking?! She should have just left well enough alone like a normal sane human! Oh wait...She wasn't normal, sane, or human. Go figure.
She bent over her legs and took a deep breath as she tried to calm her nerves. She'd never thought that she would end up like this, alone in the forest with a boy, no a werewolf, she'd just met : spilling her secert.
She fixed Saint in a silver glare, as if willing the color of her eyes to effect the werewolf."Don't you wonder why I knew you wheren't human?" she asked softly as she ran her tounge over her teeth before she flashed him her fangs in a feral smile." Well, I'm not either."
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Post by Saint Pitiful on Jun 25, 2008 16:25:20 GMT -5
Saint watched her, she looked like something was scared to tell him. If she was different he could understand whey she was scared. Saint was scared that she had found out what he was, as he didn't say anything about being different than the humans. He had a feeling she wasn't human, cause no human could have knew what he was without asking.
Hearing her ask him about wounder how she knew, he nodded. but he soon felt his stomach feel sick as he saw her full smile this time. She had sharp fangs, hi eyes grew a little large, he thought of getting his feet and running. But that would have been silly, he didn't want to look like he was scared or anything. She was nice to him and she didn't run from him when she asked about him. The werewolf smiled back at her and nodded. "Yes, I kinda thought you were different." He told her, smiling still.
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