cassandra
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"Drink" you ask me, do you have any idea of the thing you will become?
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Post by cassandra on Mar 16, 2007 9:24:57 GMT -5
Knock and Ye Shall Enter! Alessia's room is very girly, pink seems to be adoring everything. ooc: Oh my god, I think I'm gonna puke!
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cassandra
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Post by cassandra on Mar 17, 2007 17:07:22 GMT -5
Alessia ran into her quarters and locked the door behind her.
Stupid, Stupid, Stupid! She thought to herself. Finite Incantetum... or even a simple Alohamora... What's gotten into me? I've mated with others before, and with him... why is he affecting me this way now?
She threw herself onto her bed and conjured a new set of dress robes from her closet next to her. And how could he have survived, if he'd unchained the wolf? Did he shoot her with tranquillizers? Did he mate with her after the change? He was the muggle studies professor, and muggles have a way of burning some even into some sort of recording device. She wondered if he'd used that... probably not, not without her permission. But she remembered nothing, not even how she'd arrived to his quarters.
'Teachers, you might want to get down to the common room before we have another dead student on our hands. I'm getting tired of finding new places to hide the bodies, so hurry up!'
"For Merlin's Sake!" She said outloud. She quickly dressed and walked out of her quarters.
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cassandra
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Post by cassandra on May 7, 2007 10:25:46 GMT -5
Alessia sped into her quarters and shut the door locking it. Already she felt drawn to go back, even if just to see him, or smell him. The wolf within her craved his scent and was battling her.
She opened a closet door and pulled out a box in which was the garments she'd been wearing the night after their first encounter. She sat there letting the scent from the garments he loaned her waff into her nose, but they already smelled like cleaning potion and herself. Damnit![/it] She thought throwing the box across the room. This isn't going to work. If I can't even handle the thought of being apart from him for one day when the full moon isn't rising, how will I handle being apart on full moon day?
She punched the wall and her fist went through the stone to the concrete behind it. She'd ripped the flesh on her knuckles. Great... this is lady like. She thought. But her mind wandered to Jean-Claude cleaning her wound with his tongue, and... well... NO!!! Come on, stop thinking that... you are just torturing yourself. She layed on the bed and closed her eyes, before jumping up and remembering she had class. And ran out of the doorway, as fast as she could.[/color]
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cassandra
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"Drink" you ask me, do you have any idea of the thing you will become?
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Post by cassandra on May 18, 2007 9:16:10 GMT -5
Alessia came back to her quarters and locked herself in again. She couldn't stand it. It may have been because she couldn't, but she wanted to be with Jean-Claude, she craved him, she needed him... but why?
Remi` had been a mistake, and she didn't want to persue another relationship, but now they were bound to each other metaphysically. She ran to the door, wanting to leave and find him, throw her arms around him and tell him she'd be with him for the rest of her life. Or he could embrace her and she'd be with him forever... but that wouldn't work, a werewolf and a vampyre? It seemed like a bad B movie. 'The return of the Werepyre...' No...
She took parchment and quill and started writing Jean-Claude her letter.
My dearest Jean-Claude,
but then it dawned on her. What would she do if he took the 24 hours they had been apart and changed his mind. What if he didn't want to be with her, even if it would be for only the rest of her life. What if he wasn't attracted to her anylonger, he'd never said he loved her. But she couldn't deny her feelings... her need for him, the desire that burned within her.
She also didn't want to be the first to write and for him to feel compelled to commit to her... no there had to be a better way.
I have made my choice. I will have it written down and meet you by the lake with it in hand. Please do the same. We will exchange notes and che sara`, sara`.
Alessia[/font]
She re read it over and over and, bewitching it into a swan, had it fly out of the window. She then took another smaller piece of parchment and wrote upon it:
My heart and soul now belongs to you.[/font]
She folded the parchment and held it tightly into her hand, readying herself to hand it over to him. She stood, made her way to the door and left for the lake.[/b]
ooc: Italian Translation: che sara`, sara` = whatever will be, will be
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