xx fire in the breeze

[Telee]

<sup>.there’s fire in the breeze.

It wasn’t as if she enjoyed this. It wasn’t as if she asked to live like this. Just because she allowed it to stop her from enjoying life like a regular teenager would, doesn’t mean she enjoyed it. Telee detested this. Her confidence was gone, and no happiness was found in result. Fighting it was impossible. It was the perfect curse. And so – she just ignored it. It completely slipped off her back as if it was nothing – because it was her fault. Every thing was her fault. ‘No body loves you. Nobody ever loved you. Nobody will love you.’ Were the constant words filtering through her fragile mind. She had moulded around those thoughts. Nobody loves her. And she did nothing to change that. Because this was all her fault.

.a bitter omen for us all.

Inhaling, and exhaling silently, she concentrating on the steady rhythm of her breaths. It distracted her self from the urges to look up, and desperately seek out what ever caused that energy around her. Because if she couldn’t find it, or if she did find it, and it was the opposite gender, uncontrollable shakes would shiver her figure, and eventually she’d lose her breath in her common panic attack. Some times she had those if there was a chance her curler was broken. The possibility of walking out of the apartment with straight hair; was not an option. She’d hide in her room, like she did any way. So it was actually very silly of her. Telee’s life style was pretty silly though. And it was her fault again.

.and if you love me.

Crossing her arms weakly across her emaciated torso, bony fingers tightened their lose grasp across the pale blue leash which led to the miniature canine. The only male she’d ever have emotion for again. Sure, she eased up to guys eventually, but she hardly considered them as friends. Let alone as anything more. Toast locks tossed off from her milky, fresh face as she looked up, to inspect the area, unable to restrain from doing so any longer. Sorrel mirrors reflected every image played in front of her, studying the area for any soul near. She hadn’t spotted any one for some time down the path, which was fortunate for Telee. Nobody ever liked her any way. She pushed every one away, and no one had the patience for her.

.why don’t you feel it when i fall?.</sup>

[lumos]

<sup>» see how I look at you...«

Life...was anything so much lost and forgotten? Why did he feel so heartbroken even though he had no one to be by his side. Life never seemed so silent as the 21 year old was walking along the path of the city park, dragging himself along as though there was no meaning to his life. Past being so unfriendly and uncaring, he would only think of some sorts. A fire in the breeze is what his past seemed to be like. That's all he could ever think about, along with the animals he cared for...horses. Why do I even walk here? he thought as he went along. His blue reflected eyes glittered in the afternoon sun, like the waves of the ocean catching the wind at your feet.. He only had been walking in the park for something to do since he had a morning and night shift at the hospital. He had the whole afternoon off.

» ...and I watch you in this rain...

All his thoughts seemed to disappear as his eyes saw the girl in near site. Her curled blonde hair seemed to catch his thoughts, while her eyes of deep color seemed to catch his her eyes and nearly stick to hers as glue. He had never felt this way. A new feeling to add to his expressions. He stopped now, a good distance away from the girl. She seemed heartbroken to him as if no one had a single feeling for her, but he did, even though he didn't know her. Everything seemed a challenge now as he began to walk to the girl. He could see that she had a small canine by her side on a leash of sky blue. But it didn't bother him right now. Love seemed to be on his path now as he watched this girl. He stopped infront of her. Her smiled halfly, his messy dark brown hair blowing softly in the gentle breeze above. He spoke in a soft voice to the girl. "Hi....I'm Rayne Willis." he said.

» ...with all I take and believe, I can see you are a loveless soul «</sup>

[.Ceana.x.Kyle.x.Keaira.]

((Occ;; anyone here mind if I butt in with derek after a few posts?))

[Telee]

<sup>.are we growing up or just going down.
.take your tears, put them on ice.
.because i swear i’d burn the city down.
.just to show you the light.

She briefly studied her surroundings once more, not finding any source of movement, until shifting her gaze towards the boy up ahead of the path. She almost immediately erupted into violent shivers. She didn’t want to be interrupted. She wanted to be ignored. She whined under her breath, and cut the corner, walking along the side of the path, so she gave the young man more then enough room to walk past her, with out having to speak a word to her. She shut her orbs for a moment, and twisted her skull away from the male, hoping to fade out of the scene even more. But it wasn’t that easy. It never really went the way she wanted it to, when ever she wished it wouldn’t, it would, and every time she wish it would, it wouldn’t. It was something she had learned to accept after so long.

An introduction entered her harks, so matter how hard she wanted to ignore them. She ceased animation, and hesitantly looked over in his direction. She avoided all form on eye contact, and gaze remained fixed upon the pocket sized canine, who very uninterestly ignored the boy as well. Lucky dog. He was allowed to ignore people. He was allowed to walk away with out feeling guilty. From the way the voice was toned, it was obviously the opposite sex. And the way he was dressed, she only got a second to see, but she figured it was the guy just ahead of her before. She was still walking onto the rough lithosphere, instead of the path, because she thought he’d go away, and ignore her by now. This is what she’d prefer. But, she couldn’t blame them for talking to her. They didn’t know the searing pain she felt.

“Telee.”

Kissers parted, and quietly emitted her name, and nothing more. It was all you’d get out of her right now. She wasn’t very scared, because the vibe processing towards her was mainly calm, and gentle. But she was still tense and awkward because she just hated being surrounded, alone, by a male. It felt like he’d set up metal bars around her and she was trapped, she’d submit to anything he’d do. She exhaled a breath, clenched the lead tighter with her finger tips, as dentals pressed together in nerve. Now he’s going to tell you not to be scared. It was so obvious, that’s what everyone said to her, why not add another one to the list?

.the best part of believe is the lie.
.i hope you sing along and you’re still alive.
.i need to keep you like this in my mind.
.i’ll keep singing this lie if you keep believing it.

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[ooc] Whoa. I don't normally become inactive. Sorry for the wait, love <3 And I sure you can, Derek. [/ooc]</sup>

[.Syriana.x.Derek.x.Nathan.]

((Occ; -squeals- Yayness!!))

Strides were choppy and fully expressing his emotions, angry and annoyed? What was the furl for the facial expressions and actions? He didn't know nor did those who occasionally surrounded him, his usual expression the male held these days. Lips were set in a straight line, shoes scraping the paved earth as he continued towards the heart of the park. Oculars were cast in the distance, not obsorbing the surroundings, mind held in a deep daze as his body still functioned correctly, limbs carrying him forward as he commanded before he slipped into the trance. Faded jeans scuffed the rock coated sidewalk, grinding against the bottoms as they slipped beneath the soles of his shoes. Charcoal wife-beater clung tightly to his muscled torso abdomen rippling with each movement, auditives soaking in the random conversations of couples he passed, crania remaining straight. Elbows swung loosly by his sides as his fingers tampered with the items found in the depths of his pocket, varying from a stolen cd player to a leather wallet filled with earned money.

Deep within his skull cavity interrogated his past, replaying the scenes of a party then rapidly fast forwarding to a scene in another cities park. There was only one thing in common with the two completely different situations, the female he arrived with or met there, her personality severly altered when his extra time was spent in jail. He went back behind the iron bars for her, protecting her when a drunk became too interested in his date, well maybe not date to her, then when he was out on bail the second time, she was skittish. She fought the urge to flee when he walked up to her, you could see the fear set deep in her butterscotch pools as if he had done something to damage her, something that filled the empty space he was given as one of gods shitty gifts to him. What warm heart still existed before that scene, was chiseled off and left in his past, leaving him in a downhill path.

Teeth were clentched behind firmly set lips, Lids blinking rapidly to indicate he had finally returned to reality. Sunshine locks waivered before his glazed orbs, anxiety built up only to flee once her facial features were discovered, just another blonde beauty he could earn so easily. Toe scraped the walkway with intense speeds to rid himself of embarassment and anger, rock tumbling off in a random direction, green grey eyes traveling after it. Attention drifted as he passed a couple, shifting to avoid brushing the male who remained stationary, introductions being given. The name, the familiarity of it frightening to the males auditory sense. Neck twisted into an uncomfortable direction, the hourglass figure removed from the femmice he hadremembered for so long when others disappeared after a week or two unless he saw them continously. Caramel hues shifting downward to avoid the boys stare, figure shivering violently just as when he had approached her long ago. Embers within his sedictive hues ignited with fury, instantaneously arriving at the conclusing he was harming her in some form. Expressions were mixed thoroughly, difficult to define each from the others as his strides haulted in midstep, easily recovering. Usual warm and luring vocals were threatening and deadly as they spoke to the male, softening for the female.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Crania shifted from him to Telee, unaware that the brute had inflicted no harm to her.

"Are you alright?"

[lumos]

Words...what could they be? A meer thought or a broken key maybe? The past seemed to be off his mind at the moment. all he could focus on was the girl infront of him, gazing down at the pint sized canine infront of her.

The canine seemed cute, but yet seemed so different from the others. Weary optics caught sight of the canine now, looking at its creamy reflection. Lightly hued velvetines parted as few words came from his voicebox inside. "charming to meet you. cute dog" he complimented. The yellow orb of light seemed to reflect on his deep navy hued t-shirt he wore today. she seemed quite nice, yet lonely and something seemed to bother her. Velvetines still parted as words were evident from him now.

"I don't have any pets besides a nice AQHA stallion." he said to her unnervously. Optics watched from around to see if anyone was coming or forso near them. He had soemthing to say, but not just yet. Whispers seemed to come from the foliage from behind them as kids played on the playground and they stood seperate from practically everything else. Chassis stood up straight, twin pools glimmering nicely. Evidently, he stepped a half stride away from her, but only because he thought she seemed unsure of him. The sky seemed like it was at its bluest of blues and the waves of clouds seemed to crash across its shores.

Shadows crossed behind them as he spoke again. His velvetines parted to release a nervous, yet soft sound. "Do you think...maybe...well, you might want to go out with m..." he partly said as he was interrupted from a brute from behind him.

The male's voice sounded rough and vicious, unkind and unforgiving. Rayne stood, unfraid just to say what he was about to say now to the male. "I was just talking to Telee, alright?" he said strongly. He didn't know who the brujo was, but was ready too. He seemed in his mind a brawny mahogany brujo with ebony threads and lightly tinted velvetines and nares. But that was only what he thought he was in his head.

[Telee]

<sup>.i don’t blame you for being you.
.but you can’t blame me for hating it.
.you said you’d keep me honest.

Charming? It isn’t charming to meet Telee. This was Telee we’re talking about. You don’t want to be around the girl who’s terrified of you, and has this constant feeling you’re going to leap out and attack her. That’s not the kind of girl that was charming to meet. At least angered thoughts were calmed, by changing the subject to Kayne. Telee wasn’t lonely. She just chose to be alone. It made her feel a lot saner, then what she’d be like around people. She hated the cliché conversations that always came up when she was around people, so she just chose to remain alone. Exhaling a tired breath, as he spoke about his horse, she took a moment to calm her self down. Dentals remained clamped tightly together, as his speech ended.

Then this awkward silence began.
It was her fault, and you couldn’t reassure her on something like this.
Looking up briefly, as his gaze had strayed across the park, lips parted, readying her self to say something, but nothing formed from her vocal cords. Too nervous she’d say something wrong more like it. So instead, she returned her gaze to the ground, as his vision returned to her. She hated that feeling. The feeling of eyes all over her, they made her feel so uncomfortable, because she didn’t know why they were looking. She didn’t have a pretty face, and lacked in curves, because of how painfully thin she was, and nobody seemed to notice it, so they’d keep staring.

Coffee coloured gaze snapped quickly back towards him, as unfamiliar words soaked in. She wasn’t dumb, and could fill in the blank spaces. Who in the right mind asks Telee out? Some one who wanted to kill her. Knowing that she’d have to get to know a guy, killed her. She’d be the most fucked up girlfriend, too. She’d be jumpy, untrusting, and just not what a girlfriend in supposed to be. Her shiver retuned, and breath picked up speed, until her chest was tight, and hurt. But this new position soon fled from her, as a male stepped in behind her, and scolded Rayne, and asked if she was alright. Looking up momentarily, she studied his features for a moment – oh god, not him again. It wasn’t like she didn’t want to see him, he just brought back too many memories, and she hated how fate brought her to so many people from her past.

“I’m fine.”

Kissers parted, and snapped bitter words towards the male, even though the sour tone would hardly be noticed. As if Telee would be rude to a guy – she’d be terrified if he’d get mad, and hurt her. Even in a park full of people, it wasn’t that hard, since she knew how strong and controlling Derek was. It was strange, and hard to grasp that he was here again, unable to focus on it. She didn’t want to, either. Back when she was younger, she could’ve cheated on Tobee, with Derek; it was all her friends would look down in disdain at her. It was all like one big puzzle; Tobee probably raped her, because the rumours of her cheating had gotten to him – or because he was just some sick, twisted human being.

.write me off, give up on me.
.because darling what did you expect?.
.i’m just off, a lost cause, a long shot, don't even take this bet.</sup>

[.Syriana.x.Derek.x.Nathan.]

.Here I go Screaming my lungs out just to get to you.
.You just turn and look then walk away, caring little about what I say.
.I'd do anything for you, but yet you're terrified of me.

Smirk was cast into another thin line as he caught the rambling about the males stallion, his arrival late so he only caught portions of their conversation. Forearms twined before his abdomen, colorless winds causing his golden brown locks to waiver as he stood behind Telee, Tongue slid across his lips deviously. He was intent with his arrival time, his interruption delaying the question the brute had gingerly prepared to ask the skittish female. Brow inclined at his offer, jaw sagging until he was gaping at the question he happily interrupted. How long had they known each other before he asked so randomly, must have been moments before since they exchanged names, few words uttered between them. Lips shifted diagonally in puzzlement, trying to identify what he had in mind, it was either he was slightly psychotic, of he found pleasure in frightening girls whose pasts remained unknown to him.

Teeth then clenched to refrain from punching the stud now, kissers parted to reveal a dangerous smirk, orange glow hidden beneath his hazel pools now lit up ferociously. Leg shifted so he was held in the ready stance, just awaiting to block the blow his interruption might cause. Derek would not dare to propose the idea to Tels on his end, his heart shattered beyond repair by her and she didn't even know she did it, did she? Her sour vocals just stepped on the fragments of his loving side scattered in his past, further cracking them and deepening his headstrong personality. However her snapping tone was timid and scarce, to the untrained ear it would have gone unnoticed. She feared him, almost more so than she feared this other male, she hardly knew him, within the night he remained equipped to her side she had pierce the hard outer layer that locked up his warm, tender-hearted side. That was long ago, the date not remembered, however her actions were altered severly within his extra time locked up. The sorrow quickly fanned away with his entertainment and pleasure, success had knocked upon his door, becomming an annoyance to the relationship confused male, forcing himself to hide the snort that eased up his throat. 'Did he just ask if it was alright with me? Damn, how much easier can this get?'

"No, that's not alright. But if Telee says she's fine, I'll leave, If that's what she wants. Excuse me if I interrupted something."

He fought to restrain the anger that bubbled near the rim, eyes rotating in their sockets as he turned away, sighing. He remained stationary besides that action, suiveling back around once his face was calm.

.My dreams were shattered the second time just to protect you.
.You barely remeber the scene but I remember it perfectly.
.What occured afterwards I could not prevent but you look at me as if it is my fault.
.For I am sorry but I could never admit it to you.

((Occ;; sooper crappy, sorriez -_-))

[lumos]

<sup>I stood watching the brute asked if Telee was 'okay'. I was only talking to her I thought in my mind as he gave me a rude reply to my question. All I was doing is talking to her. What was the problem with that? Did they have some relationship together or something? The sky seemed clear as well as the sounds of children playing on the playground very well annoying right now. My messy dark brown hair twindled in the winds that carried it upward now. My hands clenched into fists for a second that the brute wouldn't see, but then softened a moment later as he finished talking to her with his powerful vocals you could say.

Why was all of this seeming to be a story? One that practically no one ever heard of. No, it wasn't Cinderella or soem other fairy tale this was about. It was my own story right now and all seemed well at the moment. Foliage surrounding the playgorund except for the street up ahead. I had a slight crush on Telee. Why? I just do. Life seemed to be that way at times, lost and well, confusing. She jsut seemed so forgotten, loveless, forgotten, and most peculiarly...lost. Crystal blue eyes glimmered in the afternoon sun beating down upon us all. He just stood, watching everyone. Just watching..</sup>

ooc// yeah, this is a bad post for me. not much muse right now.

[Telee]

.i found the cure to growing older.
.and you’re the only place that feels like home.
.just so you know, you’ll never know.
.and some secrets weren’t meant to be told.

How fascinating.
Two young men fighting over Telee. It makes you really wonder; what do they want? It couldn’t possibly that opposite gender attraction they felt for her. She wasn’t the prettiest sight, emancipated, sick-looking, nobody wanted that. Perhaps it was that sexual lust they wanted in return from her – some one has quite an imagination.
Hahah, Telee, with a man, that’s funny.
She watched with interest, as their eyes burst into anger, she wasn’t even sure if it was to win her over any more, more like they wanted to boost their own egos, and watch the other burn in front of them. She doubted they hardly knew she was there anymore. Not to worry. She wanted to stay unnoticed, right? It made her feel calm, and like nobody was going to dare touch her, because that would probably be the end of Telee. Reason of death: heart attack.

Rayne seemed to remain silent, not something she was expecting. Probably good, though, she didn’t like dominant people, they just built themselves taller, and taller, until the other person fell. At least he submitted before anything could start, because when Derek entered the scene, it was never for a good reason. Briefly, she looked up to Derek, as he announced his departure.
Something very unfamiliar to her erupted in the pit of her stomach as he said that.
Almost – disappointment?
Well, she’d known him for some time now. She’d spent numerous nights out with him, he made her feel different then Tobee had at the time, she didn’t have to be the picture perfect girlfriend for him. She could be whoever she felt like with Derek.
They were bad memories though. She didn’t want to remember. It was all behind her. She wouldn’t let him take her breath away ever again. He’d hurt her. He’d make her feel like the nothing she was.

Fingertips extended from her side, and curled around what ever clothing she could reach, which was Derek’s sleeve. She tugged it lightly, and allowed course speech to emit from her lips.

“Don’t go.”

‘Oh, you whore Telee.’
Before he could realise she was clinging to his arm, she snapped it back and tucked her appendage under her breast, why did she have to make a big deal out of everything? She didn’t have to be so neurotic. There really was no need.
For a moment, she gazed up at Rayne, almost wanted to flee again. She had all the attention on her, because of one little action. It wasn’t like she was scared of Derek – or Rayne for that matter, but she trusted Derek in a way, even when he had the chance, he never took advantage of her – like he had with so many other women. Rayne was different. She didn’t trust him. It’ll take years before she did, and like mentioned before, nobody had that patience.

Before another word could be spoken, blunt speech exited her vocal cords – directed to both of them really.

“Sorry.”

But she said sorry to everyone. For any reason.

.they call kids like us vicious and carved from stone.
.but for what we’ve become we just feel more alone.
.always weigh what i’ve lost against what i left.
.so progress report: i’m missing you to death.

[.Syriana.x.Derek.x.Nathan.]

Her speech followed the males restraint, not much of a challenge for the brute who seemed like life was one big ball fo peace. Hazel pool glimpsed a flicker of movement off to the side, attention cast on the male who caused him to grow so angry with little reasoning. A little Overprotective? Hell Yeah! Jealous? Fuck Yes! Controlling? Maybe. He still had this... thing for his little Tels, she probably pictured him as no more than a shadowy figure who committed several dirty deeds in his past or as an older brother for her old personality. Sensors on his bicep indicated that she had snatched his sleeve or brushed against it, oculars instantaneously flicking in her direction out of wonder and confusion, emotions rarely cast upon his handsome features. Her touch was never unwanted but rare after the incident that he was uninformed about, her limb removed from his arm within seconds of placing it there as though he was posinous or something of the sort. The first sight he witnessed was that she was cradling the appendage as if it were wounded after brushing against his soft coating, own limb extended to rest his palm upon her shoulder before he snatched it back just as she did, he intended to calm her, not scare her off and after the first action he figures hit touch would cause her to panic or have a seizure.

"Don't be."

Tone softest he could produce with the harsh vocals, eyes drifting towatds the other mascu with an unreadible expression held upon his face. Derek had the patience it would take to gain the trust but after his past was unraveled to a female such as telee it was almost impossible to gain such a bonding. He wasn't nessicerily fighting over the female, moreso just emitting a fierceful was to protect her, scaring her beyond belief in the process. What raced theough the skull cavity of the other brujo was unknown but with the emotions sprayed towards the female he probably pictures that they were together or something of the wort and Derek was abusive or committed something else to her that may have been the source of her fear. He didn't exactally care nor should he, The history together was hidden by the promises that they gave each other long ago to keep their evening out a secret as much as possible. He couldn't remember if Tels had a boyfriend during the time nor had he taken the time to figure it out, it he did it wasn't easily recalled in his mind.

((Icky xP))

[lumos]

--------»Mots Inévitable Droit Maintenant Dans Silence«--------
(Words Can't Be Avoided Right Now In Silence)


Why did this all seem quite weiry within all. All this seemed to be was catching over the love of Telee, but why should he stay? There seemed to be no need for his vocal strings to begin to say words, so he stood in silence, watching the two with his cerulean shimmered pools. Messy, dark brown hair gently moved with the wind back and forth as the wind moved past him. The sun was beating down on all of them at this point, like the desert all year round was like this temperature as it rose. Something seemed different between the two, as it was obvious they had seen each other before. Either quite frequently or not very often. He just wanted to be friends with Telee, get to know her. Love just can't be chosen by certain people for that male or dove that walks down the street, wearing a miniskirt or baggy shorts with a long t-shirt or a pink Candie's decored T-shirt. Love doesn't work that way, most know, but few don't.

Long, slender appendai shifted slightly where he stood to put him in a more ocmfortable position as he stood, watching them. Hands stood at his side, not in his pockets. No fist appeared or anything threatening or wrongly put. He just stood with silence no doubt. Velvetines stayed sealed as he listened to the dove's vocals fill the air with few words and the masculine replying back in a tryingly calming way. Something wasn't right, no doubt. He thought as though Telee wasn't exactly a betrayer, but there seemed to be something between them that Rayne had a thought about. Had they met before? Why does she seem so lonely? Those questions burst right into his mind for the moment.



{ooc} sorry for my inactivity. i've been busy with rping at other rpgs and catching up with homework after a few absences.