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Post by Rayne Morte on Feb 8, 2009 19:47:00 GMT -5
Rayne smile softly as he places the blanket onto him, folding it over on her lap she lets out a deep sigh as she begins her tragic story. "Well it happened when I was 20 or 21 I can't quite remember the age I was at the time. All I remember is that I was going to my parents house .... They weren't doing so go with money so I helped them pay for their house bills. Well it was around that him of month and I opened the door ..... And then ..... I saw him feeding off my mother ... He already finished off my father he was drained to the point the his skin was as white as snow." She sighs deeply and holds onto the blanket tightly as she closed her eyes. "My mother was still conscious when I arrived. I remember her whispering softly that she was sorry those were her last words to me. The the Bastard who drained her try like he did my father spat her blood at me, the he walked over and slowly licked it off of my face. He told me that I wasn't going to end up like them that I'll be his special project ... That's the last think I remember before I was turned." She slighter slightly and slowly opened her eyes and looked at Jacob with a sigh.
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Post by Jacob Kale on Feb 8, 2009 19:57:13 GMT -5
Jacob sat quietly listening to her, reaching out to gently rest a hand on one of hers, as she tightly held onto the blanket, with a deep and pained sigh he spoke softly. "...I'm so sorry Rayne... How terrible...." He frowned and looked into her sorrow filled eyes. "...My parents were taken from me when I was about that age as well.."
He could feel the sorrow in her voice when she had spoken and told the tale of her turning and how horrible it had truly been, He couldn't help but feel a kinship to her, his own parents having been murdered by his own kind, at least his mother had gotten him away before returning to help his father... He could hear the screams of them both as he ran for his life through the forest that surrounded their home.
Shaking his head and the thoughts away for the time being he took in a deep breath, slowly he combed his fingers through his long raven black hair.
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Post by Rayne Morte on Feb 8, 2009 20:26:06 GMT -5
Rayne sighs deeply and whisper softly "Please don't pity me Jacob" she held him and tightly. She didn't really understand why she felt so safe with Jacob around her, but she kinda felt at ease with everything. Slowly yet hesitantly Rayne begins to lean slightly on Jacon as she pulls the blanket up to her neck.
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Post by Jacob Kale on Feb 8, 2009 20:30:32 GMT -5
Jacob let out a soft sigh and gently stroked the back of her hand with his thumb as she spoke. "...I don't pity you... I just understand your pain." as she leaned against him he gently slid his arm around her and whispered. "...Are you comfortable Rayne? Is there anything you need?"
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Post by Rayne Morte on Feb 8, 2009 20:37:00 GMT -5
She let out a soft sigh and closed her eyes before whispering softly "I'm not 100% comfortable .... But it's okay" resting her head softly against his chest she whispers once more "It's been years since someone has held me like this."
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Post by Jacob Kale on Feb 8, 2009 20:42:51 GMT -5
Jacob gently moved his arm from around her to softly stroke her oddly colored hair, a slight blush coming over his pale cheeks as she rested her head on his chest, softly he speaks. "Well, if you can think of anything I can do to make you more comfortable just say so..... I enjoy your company Rayne... It's nice not to be alone for once."
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Post by Rayne Morte on Feb 8, 2009 20:46:59 GMT -5
She sighs deeply and closes her eyes as she feels his fingertips stroking her hair softly, mumbling slightly she sighs and whisper softly "What about the half-breed that you protect?"
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Post by Jacob Kale on Feb 8, 2009 20:50:22 GMT -5
Jacob frowned slightly at her words, somewhat confused he whispered softly. "...Protect? I met her once... I just did my best to cheer her up before she left." Carefully he combed his fingers through her hair, his fingertips gently pressing against her scalp as he did so.
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Post by Rayne Morte on Feb 8, 2009 20:56:29 GMT -5
She sighs deeply "I guess I misunderstood you earlier ... Um, do you mind if I take of my jacket" she sits up and looks at him softy as she awaiting his answer.
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Post by Jacob Kale on Feb 8, 2009 21:00:44 GMT -5
Jacob looked at her as she sat up and shook his head. "Its alright, I guess I didn't really specify... And of course you can Rayne."
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Post by Rayne Morte on Feb 8, 2009 21:22:58 GMT -5
Rayne slowly unbuttons her jacket and slide it down her shoulder with a sigh she pulls her arms out. Getting up she hangs it next to Jacob's trench coat. Now her tattoo on her back is more reviled. It's a quote which says "Every Sinner has a Future, Every priest has a past" in cursive writing. She moves to sit back beside Jacob and let out a soft sigh as she stares into his soft green eyes.
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Post by Jacob Kale on Feb 8, 2009 21:33:40 GMT -5
Jacob watched her carefully, noticing the outline of a tattoo on her back, he couldn't quite tell what it said, but he didn't quite feel like pressing the subject.
He returned her gaze with his own, staring deeply into her dark silvery eyes, after a moment he felt lost in them... as if so much was hidden behind thier gaze...
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Post by Rayne Morte on Feb 8, 2009 21:44:31 GMT -5
Rayne blushes slightly as Jacob stared into her eyes longer than she expected. Whispering softly in a soft voice "What is it?", smiling weakly she reaches up and gently strokes Jacob's cheek softly.
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Post by Jacob Kale on Feb 8, 2009 21:48:45 GMT -5
Jacob blushed slightly as he was finally pulled from his trance by her soft touch, smiling softly as his gaze shifted downward. "...Nothing, I just... You have very beautiful eyes Rayne." He closed his eyes and softly nuzzled his cheek against her hand.
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Post by Rayne Morte on Feb 8, 2009 21:55:09 GMT -5
Her too became slightly embarrassed from Jacob's action and compliment. She slowly moved her hands from his face and places them on her lap. With a soft sigh she closed her eyes for a while and let's out a soft relaxed sigh as she slowly opens them. Biting softly on her lower lip she whispers softly "Why do you say that?"
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