When you think to much.. Disaster Happens(Jisa/LS)

[Jisa]

Aaron Feiler

It has taken me forever just to try to know,
One more try, it’s just for the show

Aaron held his ground even as the she-werewolf scrambled away in what seemed like fear, but felt much deeper than such a simple emotion. He felt Stella’s confused glance, but didn’t look back at her. This had been her idea, and Aaron didn’t really know what to do with her either. Stella tried her best to soothe the poor distraught werewolf, trying in vain to convince her that she was different. With the myriad of emotions diffusing around the trio, Aaron knew that a few spoken words would not do much to convince the female.

“You don’t need to feel threatened. We’ll leave, if you want.”

He offered, the wolf side of him wanting him to keep his belly to the ground, his eyes averted and his tail low. Obviously he didn’t, because that would be strange for a human to be seen doing. Unlike Stella, Aaron stayed where he was, on his feet just in case someone needed protecting- whether it be Stella from this wolf or the wolf from… Stella? It didn’t fit, but Aaron reminded himself that he barely knew either of them, and couldn’t exactly say what either was capable of doing.

“Would you mind telling us your name? You have ours.”

He suggested, keeping the invitation open but obviously it was clear that he’d rather she didn’t decline.

Fall back, laugh with me.
I don’t know why it took my so long to see.

[shadow]

Misora watched the duo cautiously, still nervous though the vampire sat down. She was even unaware of the humans beginning to stare. At the sound of his voice, the young werewolf looked at the other, startled. She had forgotten about him. Yet as soon as the words left his mouth, though she still feared, she didn't want them to go. She didn't want to be left alone again. She strightened, trying to decide, and decide quickly, whether to tell them to leave(Though she still didn't trust the vampire), or keep them here, so she could distract herself from her eternal loneliness. She was still torn when he spoke a second time, this time, her voice the quit of the new spring breeze, she answered. "M-Misora."

Then a thought hit her. Werewolves should know of eachother's existance, right? Many have heard of one another, and know them at least by the traces they left behind. Would this 'Aaron' know her Demon? She stepped forward, fear forgotten in her renewed hope. "Have... Have you seen my Demon?" She asked, almost obsessively, yet there was undeniable hope coloring her voice. Could she be near the end of her search? Dare she even hope, the vampire forgotten.

[Stella]

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[atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq95/amanda1472/ju.png] Stella looked around, she could 'fell' the wolf debating with in. She had no idea what to do, the girl had not spoken and it seemed that even Aaron's presence was not helping. The day was close to being a evening, it was getting cool. It did not phase Stella but she could see many humans putting on jackets or running of home for the evening. Stella's house was lonely, and much too big for one person. But with unlimited life you can save up money quiet easily. Stella had a job, she loved it as well. She was a vet technician. Many would wonder how she could stay in there when there where so many hurt animals, which means a lot of blood. She didn't mind it much now a days, after 10 years if being what she is you get used to the smell. She sighed, her mind was focused on a family of 4 with small children, her mid wondering on life. That was when the girl spoke. Her name was Misora, Stella focused on the conversation, well the people in front of her and smiled, her bright teeth lined perfectly. ''Nice to meet you Misora''. Stella tough the name was beautiful and unique. Though the next thing Misora did surprised Stella. She seemed unafraid and just hoping.... Stella was confused, why would anyone want to know about a Demon, even other supernaturals have issues with them. They are the worst of all evil. Stella looked at the girl, her bright green eyes confused. She knew that Misora was not talking to her but she was just to confused and curious to be 'courteous anymore', standing up Stella spoke. ''May i ask who is this Demon?''. She folded her hands waiting for the answer. Stella glanced over at Aaron awaiting his respond to Misora's question.

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[Jisa]

Aaron Feiler

It has taken me forever just to try to know,
One more try, it’s just for the show

Aaron felt the stares of a few humans on his back. He gritted his teeth slightly, that’s not what they needed. A few curious stares could do a lot, that Aaron knew well. Instead of letting anxious waves of energy roll of of him though, he adopted a more calm attitude for the she-werewolf and gave her a slight reassuring smile. She sat up straighter, and Aaron took that as a good sign- hopefully it was just that. She spoke her name falteringly, but that was to be expected, Aaron’s smile broadened.

“Well then, it’s nice to meet you Misora.”

He answered just after Stella. Aaron felt slightly guilty, Misora wasn’t so accepting of Stella and the vampire was standing a few feet away. But it couldn’t be helped, not yet. Then a bolt of excitement and hope attacked his senses from Misora, his eyes widened. Whoa, mood swing much? Aaron waited for her words. She stepped forward and Aaron forced himself to hold his ground; she was just lost, not a threat. Misora asked about… a demon? No, apparently someone named Demon. Aaron shrugged uselessly.

“I’m sorry, I- I’ve only met the werewolf who made me, I don’t know anyone named Demon.”

He looked over at Stella as she asked who he was. Aaron knew it could be difficult for Misora to explain to someone he distrusted so instinctively, especially after a let down. No one here knew Demon.

“We could… help you look for him, maybe?”

He suggested, glancing at Stella.

Fall back, laugh with me.
I don’t know why it took my so long to see.

[shadow]

The voice of the vampire reminded Misora of her existance, and she jumped back, once more clutching the tree in her crushing grip. Still, she looked down to answer the vampire. "Not a demon, my Demon," She said, unaware that she was speaking like a young child. In many ways, she was still a child. She srank back from the next question, instinctively growling, though unknowingly. Even if the memories didn't hurt so much, she'd never betray her Demon so much as to expose him to a vampire.

When the werewolf spoke to her, on thee other hand, she responded immediately and with less hostility, having finally decided that this fellow member for her secies held no threat, rather, a possiblity of companionship. Something she leapt at the chance for, being part wolf, the loneliness of solitude was one of the worst punishments imaginable. Still, she sniffed in distaste at his suggestion. "Not her, She's a vampire," She said in a slight whine, glaring in distrust at the vampire. After all, they where the bad guys, right?

She looked back up at Aaron, now curious. "How long have you been wolf?" She asked, using the nicname for their kind. Was he reletively new, like her, or an elder? The Elder was unlikely, seeing as he knew only one wolf. She cast her eyes around, looking suspiciously at humans, beginning to come out of her blind depression, a bit more of herself. Still, just a shadow of what she once was, but not the dead living she was earlier, either.

[Stella]

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[atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq95/amanda1472/ju.png] Stella looked back and forth, from Misora to Aaron, her eyes wide. Its almost as if they understood each other, maybe Stella was thinking to much. She twirled her skirt, apparently the person's name was Demon, not an actual Fallen Angel. She had no idea why some one's parents would name a child Demon. Like she said before, no one would ever associate with them. Misora growled and Stella jump back, she had no idea what she had done, hopefully she didn't offend her, Stella crossed her arms, not in the 'im done with you' way but the , 'im felling uncomfortable' way. She peeked over at Aaron wondering what to do and say. She did not have much knowledge on werewolves, today was the first day she had ever met one, now she was involved in this. Stella needed to calm down and think logically. Looking around she saw all the humans who had stayed where far away or not paying much attention. he picked her hand up and looked directly at the ocean, she now moved her hand in a waving motion, like she was asking for the ocean to come to her. Soon a snow ball sized ball of water started to come toward her. Stella then closed her eyes and flicked her hand, the water separated and fell on her like fine rain. She sighed, That was what i needed. Stella had no idea what she mean by Not her, she's a vampire!. Just because she was a vampire dosn't mean she was going to hurt her or this Demon. She sighed and shook a few droplet's of water from her hair. ''I may be a vampire but i still have a heart'', she wrinkled her nose, ''and i do know that i could help. But you have to trust me''. She looked once again at Aaron, she was so curious as to what he was thinking, she almost wished Daniela was here. Daniela was a mind reader, they weren't to close, but friendly enough. The next question that came out of Misora's mouth just made Stella question on what was happening in the girl's brain. Stells listened, wondering what would come next. OUTFIT=click+large sunglasses

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[Jisa]

Aaron Feiler

It has taken me forever just to try to know,
One more try, it’s just for the show

Aaron could almost feel Misora’s deep connection with this Demon of hers. It hurt him, as a pack animal, to feel the pain of solitude as deep as hers. He had only been a wolf for a month, so he didn’t know what to feel for a pack, but Misora clearly did. Aaron flinched again when she reacted badly to Stella’s presence. This wasn’t good. Not at all. He felt guilty, being the obvious favorite in this situation. When she resorted to pettiness and pointedly singled Stella out as ‘her’ and ‘she’, Aaron had had enough of her behaviour. He stood and gave her a steely look.

“Listen, ‘she’ has a name. I wouldn’t be here to help you, had Stella not convinced me to come over here. Stella’s the reason you might have help to find your Demon, so I suggest you start acting more civil and polite, even if you can’t bring yourself to like her.”

He growled, keeping his eyes locked on Misora’s the whole time. When he was sure he’d made his point he turned his gaze away, even if his posture was still tense. Stella cooled herself off with a ball of water, Aaron looked surprised for a moment before smiling. He shouldn’t have been startled, vampires could do things like that, couldn’t they? He was still frustrated with this situation, but let it go.

“A month.”

He answered Misora, his voice less stern and more normal than it had been.

Fall back, laugh with me.
I don’t know why it took my so long to see.