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Post by gillian on Jun 17, 2011 11:46:02 GMT -6
Lady Fallon Reyes sat in the center of the Aviary with her sketch book placed on her jean clad thighs. She loved just coming to sit here and watch the birds fly from place to place. Her and Gemma had made this their get away place when they were children. With Gemma gone, married, and pregnant, Fallon felt alone. She knew she wasn't because she had friends, like Xavier and Dawn. Thinking of Xavier made her smile and wish that she had a child. Though Xavier was more like a brother to her, she still got a motherly feel when she was around him, like she had to protect him.
Thinking of protection brought her to the whole reason she was hiding right now. Demitri Keeton. Not to long ago Vaan had assigned Keeton to be one of Fallon's personal bodyguards. She didn't have a problem with Keeton when she had first met him, but for some reason he seemed to hate her right off the bat. She had no idea what she had done to anger the man.They always seemed to be getting into heated fights. Where he always made it seem like she was a child. He was older then her but not by much, sometimes she swore that he did it because she did look so young.
But just thinking of his name made her smile for some reason. She wasn't going to lie she did have a thing for him. What did that say about her? That she liked a guy that hated her? She shrugged that off and opened up her sketch pad. As she placed her pencil against the pad, she started to zone out. She did this sometimes when she would draw, and when she came out of it she wouldn't even remember drawing what she had in the first place.
Clean lines turned into smudged lines as her hand seemed to work on over drive. A pair of dark eyes emerged watching over a scene with almost a sick satisfaction. The scene below was of a woman in bed and a small group gathered around her. In Fallon's mind she knew the woman must be sick, but who she was or what she was sick from didn't register. Fallon became aware again with a gasp. When she looked down at the drawing, she felt sick. She knew this might be a vision from the future, but she was really hoping that it was just some sick part of her mind wanting to come out.
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Post by Lord Demitri Keeton on Jul 13, 2011 19:48:35 GMT -6
Demitri Keeton was in a bad mood as usual he was walking around the palace in his lycan form. His ears were against his head he didn't really stay in human form much unless he really needed to be. Putting his nose to the floor he sniffed along his thoughts drifted to the witch he got stuck protecting, Demi hated her flat out. Thinking about his reasons why he hated her so much and kept that to himself, not thinking it was really any of her business in the first place. He always fought with her about the smallest things really from her age to where she couldn't and could go.
He sniffed around more and went right into the kitchen, getting something to eat. Laying down he held the sandwich in his paws eating it. Huffing when he heard women pass the kitchen talking about different guys then him, that annoyed him. So he was getting a small soft spot for her but that was it. Licking his paws all clean he moved onto them again and headed outside for a walk around. Listening to the sounds all around him he sighed as best a wolf could. Needing sometime away from everyone he went right to the Aviary not knowing Fallon was even there, pawing inside he hid watching her to see what she was doing exactly.
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Post by gillian on Jul 14, 2011 22:30:45 GMT -6
To try and stop her mind from seeing the picture she had just drawn she flipped to a new page and started drawing. She started drawing something that brought a smile to her face. Why it did she wasn't sure. As she drew the drawing from before quickly left her mind. Now her mind was filled with a fantasy not a nightmare. As her hand moved across the page two figures emerged. They were intertwined so that you couldn't tell where one ended and the other began. She took great time and detail in drawing the faces. Both in the throes of passion.
A small smile touched her mouth as she started to draw the details of the man's face. A face she knew all to well. Even better then her own on most days. The hair and eyes of the man she loved, even though she wouldn't admit it to herself. As she moved onto the other figure, she didn't pay as much detail to it. She never thought she was that pretty, so why would she draw herself. When she finished she looked down with a sad smile on her face. Even though she wished this would happen she knew it wouldn't. As long as Demitri hated her, they weren't going to get anywhere near being like this.
"Oh Demitri, why do you hate me?" She asked out loud not knowing that the wolf in question was with in ear shot. She also wouldn't have called him Demitri if she had known. To his face he was Keeton, when she thought about him though he was Demitri.
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Post by Lord Demitri Keeton on Sept 8, 2011 19:22:19 GMT -6
He sat there on his wolven rear with his tail wrapped around him, tilting his head he perked his ears up. Thinking why in the world was she even there Demi sure as hell wasn't going to even go near her. Licking at his lips then groomed one of his massive paws. Putting that paw down he went to the other one rubbing his face with his paws. Curling up on the floor he watched the birds everywhere he sometimes came there on his own to be by himself when he didn't want to be around Fallon. Sometimes she made his fur stand on end okay it was more then sometimes it was all the time. Staring out from the shadows at her he didn't even more not wanting to get near her, they always fought and he didn't want any drama that night he wouldn't do it.
The witch in question hadn't moved really so he couldn't very well come out. Rolling his wolf eyes hearing what she was saying he huffed as well. Wishing she would go to the palace so he could be by himself. There was much about Fallon that he liked yes he thought she was beautiful but she was a witch that was his big issue with her. Looking up at some of the owls hooting he didn't shift since he had no clothes on that was the last thing that he wanted to do was being naked in there. Pawing at his ears some he laid there on his side waiting for her to go. There wasn't much else he could do right now other then bid his time there in the shadows. Thinking about why he had been made to watch someone he didn't remotely like.
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Post by gillian on Oct 11, 2011 17:16:02 GMT -6
On a sigh Fallon pulled the page out of her sketch book and crumpled it up throwing it over her shoulder. Unknowingly landing right in front of the wolf in the drawing. "Shouldn't dream about things that will never happen." She chided herself. Just as she was filling down on herself one of the beautiful parrots landed on her bent knee. "Well hello there handsome" She said to the bird as she ran her fingers down his blue head.
She picked up her pencil and started to sketch the parrot's head. She reached into her bag slowly so the bird didn't fly away and pulled out her colored pencils not missing any details when it came to the beautiful parrot. This was her favorite thing about the Aviary, birds would just come right up to you like they weren't afraid of you at all. They even came up to the Lycans too.
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