Yes, he is my boyfriend. Why do you ask?
No reason, He seemed quite upset that you were talking to me.
A grey-face told him I was flirting with you, which is crazy because Im not. I cant have a conversation with really anyone without them thinking Im flirting.
They seriously thought you were flirting that’s not-That most be some idiotic grey-face
He blew out a puff of smoke onto her “My cigarettes” he smirked taking the pack back from her putting it in his pocket.
He caught the coins when they fell, He smirked at her and bit the other side of her neck not injecting venom or anything and he flew away so he wouldn’t taste her blood “That was fun” he said in the air.
Kara whimpered, placing her hand over the bite mark and shutting her eyes tightly. “Th-That…” She took a few deep breaths to calm herself down. Maybe if she did not react as much, he would get bored with it. “was no f-fun at all.”
He flew down and touched her wrist “Your blood is pacing way to fast for you not to have had fun” he whispered to her.
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“s-so what did you do…
“18” he smirked “Forever..”
Yes, he is my boyfriend. Why do you ask?
No reason, He seemed quite upset that you were talking to me.
All of ‘em. [Master growls, his canines clearly elongated and his pupils dilated. He starts pacing back and forth. He is clearly very, very upset.]
Someones upset with himself -he smirked-
Get over it, Vampires are fucking awesome.
Amity nodded, swallowing hard. “It’s always the same dream, you know? I’m one of the last ones left. The boy from District 1 comes for me, I try to run but he drags me to the center of the arena and I’m killed. I die slowly. I can almost feel it, even when I wake up.”
He looked at her, sighing in relief that it wasn’t because of him, he moved her hair out of her face “Well you here and safe..” he smiled at her.
“I know. I know…” She murmured, trying to get a grip on reality. It was the same every morning..she ought to have been used to it by now. She turned to her side, forcing a smile. “How did you sleep?”
“Quite good actually” he said rubbing his eyes, He smiled at her. “So do you get these very night?” he asked her curiously.
Amity nodded, pleased to hear that she didn’t keep him up all night. “Every night.” She answered, shrugging a little. “It’s always the same one. It’s been years..I still get them.”
“Well that’s sad” he told her, he was very interested in the idea of the hunger games, He had one time accidentally landed in the arena one day and he wondered why everyone was killing each other, He smiled at her, he kissed her lips, the heat running through him again.
“Yeah, sad is one way to put it.” She managed to choke out. The feeling of his lips on hers grounded her, though, and she was thrust back into reality by the warmth. Her lips lingered, her hand coming up to lay against his cheek.
He smiled against her lips, he liked the feeling of warmth on his lips. He moved away “So I should probably get back out of here today” he sat up and stretched.
She sat up slowly, watching him with curious green eyes. “Where will you go?” She asked him. She knew he would probably need to leave. He was a nomad, of sorts, it seemed.
He looked back at her “No where.. besides you should probably get back to your boyfriend” he said picking up his shirt and putting it on.
Somewhere beyond the sea…: @aaron
“s-so what did you do today?”
“Nothing much, placed coins on a girl’s head pretty much it” he chuckled “What did you do?”
He smiled at her “That’s good” the bar tender arrived with their drinks, he sipped from his vodka.
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“No just having some fun” he looked at her “I could bite your neck again.. that would seem like more fun” he said landing…
He catched the coins when they fell, He smirked at her and bit the other side of her neck no injecting venom or anything and he flew away so he wouldn’t taste her blood “That was fun” he said in the air.
Although her sleep was much warmer, it didn’t stop the nightmares from coming, just as they did every single night. She awoke with a start early in the morning, looking frantically around her for any signs of the arena. None. She was safe in bed.
Aaron felt the sudden movement and opened an eye and saw Amity staring at her room, He sat up and put his hands on her shoulders “What’s wrong?” he whispered.
She laid a hand on her chest, trying to calm her raspy breathing. “N-nothing.” She muttered, turning her head away. “Just bad dreams. It’s okay. I’m used to it.” she settled back on the pillow, running fingers through her now loose hair.,
He laid back down “Are you sure?” he said looking at her, He didn’t know where should get bad dreams from, Maybe from being with him, he thought.
Amity nodded, swallowing hard. “It’s always the same dream, you know? I’m one of the last ones left. The boy from District 1 comes for me, I try to run but he drags me to the center of the arena and I’m killed. I die slowly. I can almost feel it, even when I wake up.”
He looked at her, sighing in relief that it wasn’t because of him, he moved her hair out of her face “Well you here and safe..” he smiled at her.
“I know. I know…” She murmured, trying to get a grip on reality. It was the same every morning..she ought to have been used to it by now. She turned to her side, forcing a smile. “How did you sleep?”
“Quite good actually” he said rubbing his eyes, He smiled at her. “So do you get these very night?” he asked her curiously.
Amity nodded, pleased to hear that she didn’t keep him up all night. “Every night.” She answered, shrugging a little. “It’s always the same one. It’s been years..I still get them.”
“Well that’s sad” he told her, he was very interested in the idea of the hunger games, He had one time accidentally landed in the arena one day and he wondered why everyone was killing each other, He smiled at her, he kissed her lips, the heat running through him again.
“Yeah, sad is one way to put it.” She managed to choke out. The feeling of his lips on hers grounded her, though, and she was thrust back into reality by the warmth. Her lips lingered, her hand coming up to lay against his cheek.
He smiled against her lips, he liked the feeling of warmth on his lips. He moved away “So I should probably get back out of here today” he sat up and stretched.
“s-so what did you do today?”
“Nothing much, placed coins on a girl’s head pretty much it” he chuckled “What did you do?”
“nothing much i just swam and tanned on the beach….” she said…
He ordered a bottle of vodka, he sat on the bar “How are you? good bad sad lonely” he smirked at her.
…Hi.
Hello.
…Who are you?
My names Aaron.. Who are you?
Recklessly Ravaging. Rav.
Long name, Well nice to meet you I believe..
“Cool.. I guess”
Although her sleep was much warmer, it didn’t stop the nightmares from coming, just as they did every single night. She awoke with a start early in the morning, looking frantically around her for any signs of the arena. None. She was safe in bed.
Aaron felt the sudden movement and opened an eye and saw Amity staring at her room, He sat up and put his hands on her shoulders “What’s wrong?” he whispered.
She laid a hand on her chest, trying to calm her raspy breathing. “N-nothing.” She muttered, turning her head away. “Just bad dreams. It’s okay. I’m used to it.” she settled back on the pillow, running fingers through her now loose hair.,
He laid back down “Are you sure?” he said looking at her, He didn’t know where should get bad dreams from, Maybe from being with him, he thought.
Amity nodded, swallowing hard. “It’s always the same dream, you know? I’m one of the last ones left. The boy from District 1 comes for me, I try to run but he drags me to the center of the arena and I’m killed. I die slowly. I can almost feel it, even when I wake up.”
He looked at her, sighing in relief that it wasn’t because of him, he moved her hair out of her face “Well you here and safe..” he smiled at her.
“I know. I know…” She murmured, trying to get a grip on reality. It was the same every morning..she ought to have been used to it by now. She turned to her side, forcing a smile. “How did you sleep?”
“Quite good actually” he said rubbing his eyes, He smiled at her. “So do you get these very night?” he asked her curiously.
Amity nodded, pleased to hear that she didn’t keep him up all night. “Every night.” She answered, shrugging a little. “It’s always the same one. It’s been years..I still get them.”
“Well that’s sad” he told her, he was very interested in the idea of the hunger games, He had one time accidentally landed in the arena one day and he wondered why everyone was killing each other, He smiled at her, he kissed her lips, the heat running through him again.
