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Post by bane on Nov 22, 2008 21:24:53 GMT -5
Gage stood on the smoke filled stage, staring down into the enthrawled eyes of the mortals below him.
How they all loved him; wanted him. If they only knew.
Gage called to them, opened them to something they craved and yet still didn't fully understand. They only knew that they couldn't get enough.
His voice drifted throughout the crowd, making the women swoon in longing and the men anger in jealousy.
Ha; they could have it. He didn't want it; didn't want any of it.
Not the voice, not the life.
If you could even call it that.
Grasping his hands tightly on the rod of the mike he fell into tune with Dante's Downfall, his teenage band.
They thought he himself was no more than in his early twenties. Ha, if they only knew.
Glacing up through the sky light above, Dante stared at the glowing stars, wishing for something to take him away from the long and tiring existance he knew.
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Post by Milk on Nov 22, 2008 21:57:06 GMT -5
((i will create this character in a little while once i figure her out more))
Taryn stuffed her hair into her favorite hat before stuffing her arms into something warm. It was chilly out, but regardless she was spending her evening at a concert with her friend.
She was 18, and surviving her last year of high school. She breathed into her hands over and over to keep them warm, her eyes on the ground as they walked. Her friend was babbling on and on about something or someone in the band. SHe wasn't sure- she'd actually never heard of them. Dante's Downfall...Sounds kinda cool, I guess.
Her friend led them inside to where they were able to stand- the very very back. Taryn watched as her friend joined in with the crazy dancing and shouting. It was very amusing to watch- her friend was never this energetic at school.
Taryn leaned back against the wall and listened silently. The band was pretty good, but she couldn't see the singers or players.
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Post by bane on Nov 22, 2008 22:10:14 GMT -5
Gage felt the exact moment she entered the room. His heartbeat stilled and his body stiffened, tightening almost painfully in awareness.
Jerking his gaze up he looked around the crowd.
No, it couldn't be...it wasn't possible.
But yet it was happening, the shadows that obscured his vision were becoming clearer, until everything was blindindly vibrant, colorful.
His band mates gazes turned to one another questioningly as he lost his place in the music. Gage picked it back up almost instantly, sucking air back into his lungs.
The one thing he never thought would happen just had, and he wasn't sure how to deal with it. Part of him screamed to run, that part that had ran all of his life. But another part wanted to jump into the crowd of onlooker's below and find the sorse of his discomfort, his sudden feelings of a life that he could never have.
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Post by Milk on Nov 22, 2008 22:15:47 GMT -5
Her friend smiled and shouted something over the music once returning from some group of dancers in the back. "Lets try to get closer!"
Taryn hesitated, her eardrums already aching, but she agreed- her friend was a master at the puppy-pout. Her friend grabbed her hand and dragged her through the crowd of faceless people (in Taryn's mind) who danced rythymlessly or fought in the mosh pit. Once almost directly below the soundspeakers at the front of the stage, Her friend went to view the mosh-pit.
Taryn stood there, front of the stage, covering her ears and her eyes clamped shut. So...Loud! I can't even hear my own thoughts! Why would anyone stand right here!? They can't all be gullable suckers like me! She was biting down one her lower lip to concentrate on her thoughts.
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Post by bane on Nov 22, 2008 22:51:22 GMT -5
Then there she was; like a vision from his best dream, or worst nightmare. The crowd seemed to part for her, just so he could see her more clearly, and when he did his heart took on a hetic rythem that made his blood run like fire.
She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen;
((i gotta wait 4 u get a pic so I can say more i'll be loking to see if you got one yet.))
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Post by Milk on Nov 22, 2008 22:58:10 GMT -5
((i'm still trying to find one. to help clarify (until i find one) she's supposed to have short dark brown hair and a tawny eye color. she's pale. average height. and you can go ahead and have fun on the other parts.))
Her friend returned once more, swaying to the beat to get to her pained friend. She noticed the lead singer and flushed, then noticed who he was staring at. Her thoughts went to, Oh my gosh! He...Is he? I think he's staring at Taryn!...Who is in pain.
"TARYN!" she shouted even louder to get her friend's attention. Taryn didn't hear her. She shook her. "TARYN! I THINK HE'S STARING AT YOU!"
"What!?" she yelled back. Her friend repeated it. "Whose daring me?" Taryn couldn't hear. Her friend groaned and started to pull her back, obviously reluctant to leave the front of hte stage. Taryn eagerly followed, and she slowly began to hear and understand her friend.
"Oh...Who was staring me?" she asked.
"I think the lead-singer."
"Oh...Probably wondering they I was up there if I didn't like the loudness," she commented absently. Her friend rolled her eyes. "Go have fun up there, I'll be back here until you're ready to go."
"You sure?"
"Positive." Taryn was happy to be getting the back.
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Post by bane on Nov 22, 2008 23:04:19 GMT -5
Gage wanted to scream in frustration as she left the crowd and dissapeared to the back. Come back! He wanted to scream, but kept his dignity and continued singing.
He frowned as a random girl began to try and crawl onto the stage.
Great; not again.
Rolling his eyes he watched as a guard gently but firmly pulled her down again while she pouted in a huffy.
What the hell was it about these girls! Did they not have the will power to stand against the pull of what he was?
Gage despised his heritage, he despised that he could never have a life of his own. Even here, after being hiden away for years, there was still no running from his true life. It haunted him constantly. In dream. In thought. And everything around him reminded him that he was not of this world; but another race of beings altogether.
Almost screaming in relief as the band played the last score he put the mike down and turned to the crowd, searching the faces for the one that had made him feel for just one second.
The one that had restored his soul.
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Post by Milk on Nov 22, 2008 23:08:16 GMT -5
((it's not a pixie cut, i just checked. so i editted her description above, also i will be back momentarily))
The band stopped playing. The crowd started to clear out, but her friend appeared to be staying behind with a group of others. When she approached, and they were all close to the stage, she overhead her friend saying something about how good the show was and other fan-like things. Taryn sighed and took a seat against the stage. Great...I'll be here another hour. Why I have just drove?
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Post by bane on Nov 22, 2008 23:16:26 GMT -5
Gage frowned at the 'groupies' that lingered behind after the show and turned, about to walk off the stae but haltered when he found himself about to run into a girl sitting on the edge of the stage. About to apolagize he stared down at her in shock.
It was her.
He stood behind her a moment in silence, taking a deep breath to take in her intoxicating scent, her hair was short and perfect for showing of her lovely slim neck. Gage wanted to lean down and taste her soft skin, so much so that it was all he could do to resist.
"Enjoy the show?" he finaly asked, hating that the hypnotic pull in his voice happened even when he was't singing.
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Post by Milk on Nov 22, 2008 23:26:32 GMT -5
Taryn jumped slightly in surprise when she heard someone's lovely voice. She looked up, her cheeks red from the startle, before nodding. "Um...Yeah, you guys are pretty good." She started to get up in case she was about to get the boot from sitting on the edge of the stage.
Her tawny eyes met his momentarily as she stood up, before darting away to look at her friend who was still in deep conversation with her fan-mates. They were all watching, 'subtly,' as Taryn spoke to the lead singer.
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Post by bane on Nov 23, 2008 13:47:33 GMT -5
"Thank you." Gage said and took an old world bow before he could remind himself that people didn't do that anymore.
Glancing back up he cleared his throat.
By the gods she was even more beautiful up close. Her hair was short and begged attention to be to her neck, while her eyes were the most beautiful tawny brown he had ever seen. And her lips, oh gods the lips. They were perfect.
Pouty and full, just begging to be nibbled on.
Gripping his hand tightly Gage couldn't help but let the rest of his vision roam. She was of average built; but in no way was she average.
Her waist was incredibly small, so much that it seemed he could wrap on hand around it, and her hips flaired out invitingly, while her long tapered legs whispered sensual fantasies in his mind.
And her breast were full and round, making her body a perfect curve and it was all Gage could do not to pull her to him; to feel her softness against his hard body and moan in pleasure.
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Post by Milk on Nov 23, 2008 13:52:39 GMT -5
Taryn looked back from her friends and up at him. "You're welcome," she said, watching him bow. She wondered if she was supposed to curtsey or something back. He straightened himself up a moment later, so she didn't bother to do either the curtsey or something among those lines back.
She was silent, feeling awkward because she didn't know who he was, while her friend did. "So...Um, My friend is a huge fan of your band. You should say hi or something to her, or even wave," she suggested, thinking of how happy that would make her friend. She snickered at a thought, and told him, "She'd probably die and go to heaven if you even just looked in her direction."
She permitted her eyes to wander over his body briefly, her thoughts going to how attractive he was. He is pretty good looking...It's no wonder it's so popular with the ladies. The second half of that thought was a joke towards her friend.
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Post by bane on Nov 23, 2008 14:02:46 GMT -5
Gage turned to the girl and found her staring at him. Sighing inward he nodded with a smile, wanting to roll his eyes when he heard her little scream. Why did that always happen?
"Allow me to introduce myself." Gage said as he turned back to the person before him; who was all he wanted to see at the moment. "My name is Nath-" Gage cut off quicky, grimicing to himself. It was instinct of his kind to want to share everything with the one person who claimed his soul, and to be only honest. But he realized that he couldn't, he wans't the same person that he used to be. "Gage, you can call me gage."
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Post by Milk on Nov 23, 2008 14:06:42 GMT -5
Taryn watched her friend scream happily then turn away, too embarrassed to let him see her face. She smiled, then looked back to Gage.
She was silent while he introduced himself to her. Nath? Nath what? she wondered, pondering why he had started to say 'nath' then changed it around. Maybe he doesn't like his first name or his real name or something...That's probably it. Taryn smiled at him and offered him one of her hands to shake. "It's lovely to meet you, Gage. I'm Taryn." She looked up into his eyes.
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Post by bane on Nov 23, 2008 14:13:06 GMT -5
((sunglasses remember lol he never takes em off))
Gage stared down at her hand a moment, his breath stilled. TOUCH HER! his mind screamed. But he knew what would happen if he did. And he didn't know if he, or she was ready for that.
Stepping back he screamed at hmself, knowing that he was seeming rude. "I'm sorry, but I have to be going. It was nice to meet you Taryn." he whispered, his eyes boring into her's before he exited the stage and walked out the back entrance. Gazing up to the stary night he manifested to his hideout,. He needed time to be alone, to think about what was happening; what he was going to do.
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