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Post by Ֆilent-x on Feb 14, 2007 13:24:07 GMT -5
Dripping on my heart, Like rain on a window... [/center] A figured swathed in a cloak as dark as the starless night seemed glide effortlessly over the pier. Feet moved swiftly under the garment that shrouded its bodice, yet no sound came from they, not even the faintest padding of rubber soles. As silent as the secrets tarried by the gentle zephyrs did the stranger move. No hint given of her presence apart from the suffocating blanket of silence that lingered over the deserted pier. Mist tendrils curled round trunks of the wooden guardians planted in the forest looming behind the figure, they snaked their way steathily onto the sloping pallisades before whispering over the eeriely glimmering water. The dimly twinkling periphery of the vast lake exuded an aura as perplexing as this newcomer, it reflected the rays of sterling flambeau that were rained from the watching moon. Nimble hands were brought up to its face, they cautiously pushed the hood of the cloak that donned her mystifying ambience aside. It was revealed that the shady figure was indeed a female, the way her rose lips were set upon her face of an unblemished tone only proved it so. Ashen eyes that held a piercing azure edge regarded her surrounding with upmost caution before the girl lifted her hand once again to untie her locks of an unusual hue. They tumbled down her shoulders in a purple waterfall, bobbing and swaying a fraction in the caressing breeze. Her tagging suited her location - S i l e n t. The glass is blackened, A whole world lies below. ooc|| Ooo, I'm in the mood today xP[/color][/size]
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Feb 15, 2007 21:36:52 GMT -5
A chill glow of flickered in the tangible gloom, swelling slightly before ceasing to be, only to return a second later. White as polished bone, the moon gave it an ethereal shimmer as the spastic light steadily grew. Finally, by some breach in the coasting fog or just a better angle, the eerie shine suddenly expanded and gained definition, the flickering gone. The source of the radiance was a mask of porcelain; the iridescent ceramic had been playing reflection games with the Lady Moon. The mask itself was of a simple countenance, devoid of any embellishments besides two vine-like veins across the cold white face on either side. The mouth was ever so slightly curved in a mysterious smile, and the eyes were of shadow, too far off to make out the person under that guise.
A high collared black coat, trimmed with golden designs, and similar pants were his attire, and an ornate blade sheathed in black leather hung at his belt. Pure silver hair was pushed back over his head, its long tips brushing his nape in an organized manner. The teacher's leather shoes crunched against the gravel of the shore and then stopped, his tall, sturdy form looking down at her. Proud eyes of a hoary purple hue were now visible through the holes in the mask.
"Greetings."
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Post by Ֆilent-x on Feb 16, 2007 13:45:48 GMT -5
Who knows whats behind it, Its my little secret. Sere hued eyes glowered in the newcomer's direction, the cyan tinge seeming to flicker restlessly in the resplendent splendor that filtered down through the unabating haze. She regarded him with caution as the gloved hand rested casually on her hip.[/size][/color] "Whatever."[/color] The young girl hissed, ashen eyes rolling up to the skies as she turned away. Today, it was only obvious, she wasn't in a nice frame of mind but then again, it wasn't Silent, it was just a mask that covered her true light. Why are you so mean? Let me talk for once! How about....no, besides, I'm having fun.[/i][/color] "Well I'm not!"[/b][/color] Silent spoke aloud, as soon as she had finished the end of her sentence, a hand flew to her mouth yet her cheeks did not gain that tint of hot pink, instead her skin remained that ghostly pale color. That was one of the small problems she had with the two conflicting halves of her, the barrier between speech and thought had been worn thin and was easily broken like she had just demostrated. Silent rammed her hands into her pockets and those twinkling eyes narrowed darkly at the ground. She hadn't always been like this. Rewind her life back a few years and you'd find the cause for her flipside personas but you can't count on it that she'll ever tell anyone."So...you the teacher assigned to collect me or some random, human serial killer about to murder me on your psychotic blooding spree?"[/b][/color] Ah yes, she was always joyful this little darker side of her was, always assuming or jumping to conclusions ahead of the gun. This was the other Silent in a good mood and her tongue was much less sharp, maybe even a bit clumsy in her words but who knew, she could change at any moment.
I know what lies in store, And it has its target. [/size]
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Feb 16, 2007 14:55:29 GMT -5
"A bit of each, actually," the teacher responded in a contralto voice. "Probably the biggest mistake was you assuming me human." He ran his tongue over his two acuate fangs restlessly, like they were a sore wound that he couldn't help but to keep poking until it was healed. She was a vulnerable, tiny little thing, his student, but he could see potential in her. Her apparent frailty would only assist her later on. False appearances were formidable weapons.
"Welcome to Twilight Moon Academy, Silent. Here you will learn to make the best use of your powers, as well as forge bonds with others that you will hopefully cherish forever. My name is Reyes Dahl, and I will be your Master Teacher," he said in an overly dramatic air, as was his wont to do. He then gestured at the undulating surface of the lake that surged darkly in the murk. "It lies just over the Ghost Lake. Would you like to take a boat across?"
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 16, 2007 22:57:55 GMT -5
A small, thin limbed fox with a lithe black furred figure slipped close to the student and teacher, it's bright turquoise eyes glinted as it looked from person to person. It's three bushy black tails swayed placidly and it whined slightly as if it begged for food, it's ribs poking out in defined ridges under the shimmering black fur. The fox's tongue lolled in it's mouth as it panted heavily as if walking was hard for it, the creature closed it's mouth as it looked towards Reyes and let out a soft whine.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Feb 16, 2007 23:15:35 GMT -5
Reyes scrutinized the fox, wondering just why it had wandered so far out into the dead lands of the Ghost Shipyards. Usually animals had more common sense. Calmly he drew his gunblade and pointed it at the fox, impressed that it did not immediately scamper off into the mist.
"Are you one of Kerret's animals?" he asked the fox. After a brief pause he sheathed his gunblade with a shrug. "Well I can't speak fox anyway, so an answer isn't really needed I suppose. It looks like you've been lost for a while. You're lucky that you seem to be one of Kerret's, otherwise I probably wouldn't bother..." Master Teacher Dahl admitted as he drew a small pack from his coat and pulled out some jerky. He knelt down and offered a piece of the meat to the fox, his lavender eyes gentle but not obsessive.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 17, 2007 0:25:11 GMT -5
The fox looked a bit timid as it acctepted the bit of food from the teacher, then quickly gulping it down as it looked up at Reyes again with a grateful look. It's three black tails swished slightly as it turned to look towards the student and slowly walked up as if expecting some food from them as well, obviously not seeming to be satisfied with what it had already recieved. It gave a soft vulpine noise that wasn't much of any noise and it looked towards The Academy, obviously showing where it wanted to go. If it was one of Kerret's animals then it was probably trying to get back to it's owner.
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Post by Ֆilent-x on Feb 17, 2007 9:19:47 GMT -5
For a moment I think, About all the lives lost...
Silent raised one gently curved eyebrow at the svelte animal, never had she seen such a creature as this and you could say this side of Silent wasn't very good with new things and changes. With a routine or certain way of things she felt secure but add a few flaws or unexpected occurences, voilá, you have a Silent that feels vunerable. As the sable fox approached her, the new student stole a few small steps backwards, her chin being lifted up as she glared down at the obsidian hued creature, observing it at her preferred distance.[/color] Hmph....I'm no good with this-this 'cute' stuff. You do it. Really? Oh wow, thanks![/i] Then out of the blue, a delicate simper tugged on Silent's rosy lips as she dropped to her knees. The girl offered her hand to the dainty fox, palm upwards to show that she meant no harm before cautiously scratching it behind its ear gently."Kya, aren't you cute?"[/b][/color] Silent's smile only grew as she felt the lustrous, warm fur of the fox between her icey cold fingertips. After petting the fox, Silent rummaged about in her satchel for the lunch she packed. She withdrew a strip of turkey whilst her stomach churned sickly. This kinder light of Silent was vegetarian and many times had the micky been taken out of that small fact. A vegetarian Vampire? Unheard of yet it was possible. What was even more confusing could be that other Silent wasn't vegetarian, they were like two opposite people sharing the same body. If and when the fox accepted the food, Silent straightened up and dusted down her swart cloak that seemed to froth by her ankles, tempted on by the zephyrs that whilsted teasingly by. Silent looked up at her Master Teacher, her soft blue eyes flickered and flashed back to that cold, piercing sere."I don't like it."[/b] Silent barked before turning on her heel to the lake, admiring the hypnotic trembles the waters made against the pebbled shore. The girl wrenched her gaze away from the soothing feeling the lake gave and folded her arms, denying herself that it had resurected a memory from long ago."Yeah...I'm good with a boat unless you had thought of a different way to get over." Silent tucked a few strands of rebellious hair behind her ear as she stared into space at the ground. The sooner we get out of here the better, this place is giving me the creeps. Ooh, scared now are we? Course not, who said I was scared? Well, you're nervous nonetheless.[/size] Shut up.[/i][/size][/color] About the times they fought, And how it dearly cost. [/color]
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 17, 2007 10:58:03 GMT -5
The fox let out a soft yip and shuffled it's feet nervously before it looked towards the academy again with a sidelong glance. It's little fox paws silent as they tapped on the ground and the tails making only the slightest noise as they brushed dust around. (Wow, short posteh! *points to her attempts at lengthening it which is everything from 'It's little paws' and on*)
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Post by baha on Feb 17, 2007 11:33:44 GMT -5
(( Edit: *sighs* nevermind ))
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Feb 17, 2007 18:57:27 GMT -5
Reyes straightened and inclined his head briefly to his student. Once again his mind marveled at what a petite thing she was! After studying for so long in another land, he had almost forgotten how small students really could seem before they reached their prime. The queerest thing was that you could never notice them growing and changing while they were with you; it was only when you looked back and compared that you actually realized it.
'She seems a very collected young vampire, if a little rough around the edges,' Reyes surmised fondly. He then escorted her and the fox along the shifting edge of the water until they came upon a tiny boat. The thing was about as long as a four poster bed and a little more than half the width, but it seemed sturdy and the planking was tight and smooth. The dinky creature bobbed with the swell as he climbed in it and sat on one of the three benches.
"Teachers have to provide their own boats or rent one, and I apologize for the size," he shrugged. "It is a faithful boat all the same."
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Post by Ֆilent-x on Feb 17, 2007 20:18:25 GMT -5
I've noticed something strange, Whatever could it be? [/i] Silent stood on the edge of the pier, her bitter gaze examining the small boat thoroughly with her observant eye. On spying no apparent flaws unregarding the size of it, the girl picked up her small case which contained...ah, we'll see...and daintily hopped into the boat. Her legs bent at the knee to soak up the impact of her landing and being as stealthy as she was anyway, caused the boat only to protest with one barely noticeable jerk. Nicer Silent battled and fought with her darker side to help the sable vixen onto the boat, as she brought her hand back to rest on her lap, one could swear that they spotted her punch her own leg rather viciously.[/size][/color] "Well, as long as it gets us where we need to get to, its okay by my standards." Silent took up a seat opposite her Master Teacher but stared deep into the lake's murky depths. Who knows what lurked and skulked in those vague shadows. A water creature only known through myths? Who knew? The girl with hair color that rivalled that of a ripe plum, ran her gloved hand across the smooth woodwork, enjoying the feel and faint brushing sound it made as the boat moved in harmony with the lake's gradual swells. The temptation was almost uncontainable to dip her hand in the misted waters but she knew better not to. Something might just heave her in by taking hold of her hand. Like a goldfish the size of an elephant for instance.[/size] "Reyes, I have a teeny question...is it safe to dip your hand in the water? Its just that the lake is so perplexing in many factors and it makes the very soul of one yearn to touch the stilled surface that much it makes me wary. Is it just a trick? Or a test?" The kinder side of Silent had to speak her mind, her curiosity screamed at her to ask the simple question otherwise it might of consumed her whole.
I need to find out soon, Because its killing me. [/size][/center][/i]
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Feb 17, 2007 21:59:34 GMT -5
Reyes glanced to assure himself that the ebony little animal had made it aboard along with his student before facing his pure white masked face to hers. The boat shuddered once before gliding across the water, creating ripples to battle the existing waves. There was apparently some magic to the sturdy piece of transportation, as it needed no rowing.
"This place is not called the Ghost Shipyards without reason, Silent. Long ago, something happened here where many died, so long ago that legend and tales merged to create the many shadowy myths that exist now. All I was told was that there was a huge betrayal, and battle was the only option. Not a soul died without bitter tears, and in the end only the single enemy stood. Disgusted with their actions in sudden regret, that enemy somehow summoned up a vast amount of water to wash the area free of his sins and the corpses of his once-friends.
"However..." Reyes paused, his eyes distant. "Not even this gigantic lake of water could wash away the tears shed. Don't look too deeply into the water, or you may see faces. Though the enemy meant good with his last magic, it was still tainted, and the dead souls never found rest. The sky over this lake is always clouded with deep fog, and things without names live beneath these waters. The faces of the dead wish only to claim others to join them. They're more of a danger to mortals, but I would not disturb them more than they already are," he finished.
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Post by Ֆilent-x on Feb 17, 2007 23:19:45 GMT -5
Silent gazed at Reyes as he spoke of the eventful past of the lake and how it came to be. Her cyan eyes twinkled with interest as she found herself engrossed in what he was telling her. Her curiosity for this place only escalated and vowed she'd look it up when she found a library. Silent's mind buzzed with the thought of unrested souls, it fascinated her. All of a sudden, the girl found herself being yanked into the very center of the boat by....herself? [/size]Told you that I had a bad feeling about the lake now stay there unless you /want/ me to push you in.[/i] The menacing voice rang clear as a bell in her head, making it hard to ignore her. Silent looked at her hands, they felt as though they were glued to the bench, thus unabling her to move. Sometimes she hated being who she was. "Quite the history that is indeed. One day I wish to know more about this lake because it amazes me so." Silent put on a dreamy smile as her gaze wandered aimlessly about the boat, always avoiding the water for her sake now herself was against her if that was possible to say. "You know what? In a way, I'm glad my parents sent me here even if there was no choice. Beats being hidden amongst pine trees all day." Silent giggled light-heartedly as she thought of home and her family. She didn't feel any regrets coming to the Academy. She was glad for the sense of freedom even if there were set rules. There was a slight problem thought which involved a looser rein and split-personalities - she'd have a tendency to push the limits just to see how much she could get away with.
ooc|| Bleh[/size]
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Feb 18, 2007 10:33:06 GMT -5
The fox padded around on the boat silently, it's nose to the ground as it picked up the scents of everything around her. Her bright turquoise eyes glittered brightly as she looked up at the student and teacher, the three midnight black fox tails swished placidly back and forth as she continued in a thorough sweep over the deck of the ship, stopping every once in a while to give a better sniff of certain places where a smell interested her. The large fox ears atop her head swivveled to catch the noises around her as well as the water lapping up to the sides of the boat as well as a cornucopia of other noises that it grabbed so easily with it's exceptionally advanced sense of hearing.
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