The light from the compass turned rainbow. A beam of it shot towards the beast. The beast, already weak from Antoine's attack, roared in pain. It started to lumber towards them. Not enough, Seres thought. He focused more of the power through the compass. It started to vibrate and beams of light spread outward. They hit the beast and swallowed it up. A spiral-hourglass-infinity symbol appeared over the beast and descended upon it. Once it reached the floor, the beast was gone. "It," Seres gasped, " shouldn't come back." He leaned against the wall, his left wrist throbbing. His sight blurred and he blinked. "I should go home now," he mumbled.
Antoine looked down at his arm, covered it with the palm of his right hand and turned to him, "I thank you, Seres." he told the man, "If you are ill I have many a remedies for such."
To fly away on gossamer wings, sheer as night's reflective glow, I would could I cradle child hecate to my breast.
Seres shook his head and pressed his right hand against his burning wrist. "Thank you, but no remedy you have will help me." He could still feel Elaragnia's power eating up his soul. He took a breath and blocked the power off. I used to much "You wouldn't happen to have a gate crystal would you? Mine was one use only."
Antoine turned away and walked over to his bookshelf, filled with books that have been over many centuries old. Some were written on papyrus paper from ancient Egypt and other's written on old worn bark that was written on in other times but the newer one, with an ancient text inscripted on the front was what he pulled out. "In fact, I may." he responded finally, opening the book and casting his fingers over the page before dotting his blood on the text. He cursed in ancient greek before forming a rune in the air beside the book with his bleeding arm and spoke a soft word, "Rad." there was a silent flash of black before a crystal appeared in his outstretched hand that he plucked from mid-air and he closed the book with a clap and handed the crystal to Seres. "It may be used more than once. Many times, it can be used." he said, and then placed the book back on the shelf with a small sigh. "Thank you," he heard Seres say.
To fly away on gossamer wings, sheer as night's reflective glow, I would could I cradle child hecate to my breast.
Tell me, dear Paris, what is to come next? A duel again? The final test? Which one will win, or shall death come To take the soul of a loved one? Our lives are dark, and yet you shine, Above all others of your time. Tell me, dear Paris, where are you to now? It’s to you that our heads will bow. Which Queen will win, Your Majesty? Our futures rest in you, you see? And if I may ask, why do you stand, A mere human with a wand in hand?
Seria walked in, with her wolf Morrak at her side. Her long, wavy blonde hair was highlighted with orange and red. She raised an eyebrow at the place. It was definitely...interesting. Since she was a rider, her wold was almost as as she was, if bigger. His fur moved with him, almost like a wave. She walked over to the bar with grace and purpose, and took a seat at a stool. At the end. Away from people. "Seria." Morrak questioned. She turned to look at him. "Yes?" She said, waving her hand to get the bartender to come over and take her order. "Why aren't you with the others?" She sighed at the question. "You know why; I'm different. And, you know, I'm shy. Really, shy." Her eyes flicked to the bartender coming this way. "Ah, yes, um, Shirley Temple and-" The bartender looked confused. Morrak looked skeptical. "Just one water, please. Actually, make that two." The bartender nodded and walked away to get their drinks. She pouted, laying her head on her hand at an angle, so she faced Morrak. "Sometimes I forget, ok? I miss those drinks. It was my favorite, you know." He just laughed, and nodded. "Here you go. Two waters." The bartender slid them toward her, Seria catching one in each hand. "Here." She handed Morrak the other one. "I wonder what the other people do here." She said, gazing around the Tavern.
(Satomi and Tenebrae from The Gate SB. Satomi is 14 and Tenebrae is a black panther)
I entered the Tavern, thats what the sign called it, and was immediatly caught by one oddity. Only one person seemed to have a Soul Speaker at their side! What had happened to their Soul Speakers? I had hoped this place would stir up memories, but looking around, most people here were adults, so I doubt this will help at all. Reaching to my right, I stroked Tenebraes silky black ears for reassurance. My panther Soul Speaker looked up at me, and I knew immediatly she was worried for my safety in this place, but I didn't care. Might as well learn about something when you have the chance. Lots of people were sitting at the bar, so i spotted an empty seat and claimed it, my tattered cream dress dragging on the dirty floor. I'd have to cut off the grime later. A disgusting looking man walked up glanced me over and paused for a moment before asking, "Whatcha want?" his teeth were rotted, and i grimaced inwardly before confusion set in, "What do you mean?"
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ahhh okay lets see, I think i'll be Selene today, watch out boys and grils becuse a vampire just entered the tavern! *cough* Okay I'll just write now... heres selene... oh wait im going to describe her: Long light blonde hair with pink higlights- ruby red lips, average height, and atracts almost every guys attention. In thsi story she is wearing, hunter boots, and a short flowy blue dress/ strapless. lol _____________________________________________________________________ Selene:
I walked into the tavern and sat down looking at all the mesterious faces wondering which one I should kill first. I went up to the bartender. the bartender asks,
"hello beauty, what shall I get you today?"
"I'll tell ya something you should yet, a life." I said witha grin on her face. I also entered, "You have no chance ,"I said looking at my nails.
"anyways, I'll have a whiskey and 3 shots of Red Bull, alright?" I ask.
"ha, your too you for THAT." The bartender said with a grin on his face.
"I dont care, I just... need something! Just gimme it okay? Thanks, we dont want any trouble do we?" I Pointed to my knife in my boot I raised an eyebrow.
"too old to be drinkin, That's for sure."
"yeah and your to old to be wearing THAT for sure, now really, how old do you think I am?" I Grabbed the soda despencer and sprayed some in my mouth, and then put it back.
"huh, lets see... are you 18?"
" I wish..." I giggled.
the bartender raised an eyebrow while giving a drink to another person.
"Im 16 years old. now please give me the drink." I made myself self look irrististable- "Please?"
"I know your lying but I'm going to give it to you anyway." The bartender said winking. I smiled back ( a fake smile) and turned My head to the side and laughed/ whispered...
"that always works" while I drank my whole whiskey in a gulp. "ahh"
people looked at me...weirdly...I felt like I was the only person in here that wasnt acting retarted.
"Shut Up!" I screamed, everyone looked at me, this guy, Charlie, looked at me with a grin on his face. what the heck?!I flipped my hair turned back to the bar and asked for another whiskey. I gulped it down.Am I the only NORMAL person here? The only power I have is to make a force feild go around me and im a vampire! I swear, if anyone gets me mad im going to... You know what... never mind.Everyone was staring at me. I got off the bar and sat down at the table, gulping down a beer I ordered. Then I went on my phone, everyone kept glaring at me! What was going on?!
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Doom -- Unnamed Story Black hooded cloak, Red irises and the rest of his eyes are black, Silver hair, Crimson Clawed Gauntlet on right hand. ------------------------------------------------------------------ I walked through the door into the bar, The first thing that I noticed was that most everyone in the entire bar was staring at this one girl. I could see the girl's aura, She was a vampire and she was getting angry and freaked out. In fact, It was kind of bothering me too: Everyone was staring at one girl for some strange reason but it didn't make much of a difference to me. I walked past the people and sat down at the bar "I'll have some water if I can see through it...." I said dully resting my arms on the counter.
Men are born without limits but learn about them throughout their years.
I took the glass of water from the bartender with my left hand, If I took it with my right then the guy's wrist would have been torn off. I gulped the water down in one drink before turning to the vampire girl who everyone was staring at "Are you famous or something and I just don't know it?" I asked resting my elbows on the bar.
Men are born without limits but learn about them throughout their years.
"huh yeah..." I said. I turned my hair brown instead of blonde this time. I can change anything about me, my eyes, hair, height, anything. He glared at me.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
"Shapeshifting. Nice ability. Where did ya learn it?" I asked walking over and taking a seat at the table where the girl was sitting. Everyone kept staring at the girl, I glared at them "Leave." I ordered but they didn't move, I stood up holding up my armored right arm: It glowed with a red light "or I'll make you." The people nodded away as I sat back down resting my right arm on the table.
Men are born without limits but learn about them throughout their years.
How can I be king of the world? Because I am king of rubbish. And rubbish is what the world is made of. — Kate DiCamillo, The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane
