OOC: 'cause i'm lazy. now stop spammin' mah thread! ><
OOC: she has left without a word... T^T
OOC: Don't wanna leave the princess too far behind, do we? XD she doesn't like to read a lot. >>
We'll think of something. Hannah replied. She turned her attention to Van Helsing. "Sure, that's fine." "We will search by upper floor and lower, or by east and west side of the castle?" Michael questioned. Anna took her hand off her gun. She was content as long as she wasn't with Hannah. "But you're different than me," Beatrice opposed. OOC: OH SHNAPUH! It's Michael!!!
Hannah looked first at Anna and then at Van Helsing. "Some of us got hungry." Anna narrowed her eyes at Hannah's snide grin. Her hand was already on her gun, loaded with silver bullets. Anna didn't care what the others said, if Hannah had killed one of the townsfolk, she'd soon be dead as well. "But I don't want them to be scared of me," Beatrice argued weakly.
lolz Mommy fishy... XD
"Stupid book," Sameire was breathing heavily from the run and her anger. Once she'd calmed down, her anger was replaced by lonliness. "He called me Sammy...."
Sameire glared at the man before her, grit her teeth, and then took off in a dead run. It only took a minute or two for her to get back up the stairs and into her room. She slammed her door behind her and then collapsed to sit her bed. Angry and cofused, she hurled the book written in runes at the wall.
AW! Poor little fishy... all alone... v.v
Hahahaha! Yeah, after I saw that movie for the first time, I went home and did research on all the little fishies. XD Did you know that Dory is a...
Sameire gripped the hilt of her dagger tighter. "Don't try to fool me. I'm not just a dumb little princess. I nearly fell for your tricks, but I know I'm right when I say you're not my father. I've been watching you. My dad always tries to keep my happy, even when I'm having a bad day and say something mean to him. He doesn't let me alone. You haven't once tried to comfort me. You've kept secrets from me. But I found a book hidden in the library. I've translated part of it. What are you? A shape-shifter? I don't even care. Where's my dad?!"
Really? *huggles* I shall get you a fish and you can call it Dory. ^^
Sameire felt horrible for the things she'd thought about her father before. He'd kept Tristan alive. There was still much that she didn't understand, but some things made more sense now. Yes, there were pleanty of things that made more sense now. All of a sudden it was as if a light bulb had gone off in her head. What she'd translated of the book helped put some of the puzzle pieces that were 'her father' together. She jerked away from 'her father,' one of her hands on the hilt of her dagger. She was about to make a bold accusation, but she finally had the evidence she needed to solidify her theories. "My dad doesn't keep secrets from me. You... you are not my father! Where is he?!"
Angel was instantly angry with herself for falling for such a trick. Alex's warning and her own dreams rang loud and clear in her mind. But... Advent had changed the future once - perhaps he could do it again. Her thoughts peroccupied, Angel didn't even bother to pull away.
Youtube? PBS's Great Perfomances covered In The Heights a couple nights ago, too.
Lol! Look at my siggy!
Angel delicatly held the flowers. Thinking it was another magic trick, she closed her eyes.
Really? There's a fairly new musical that hit Broadway last year and re-opened this year. It's called In The Heights. It's AMAZING. I love it so...
Sameire nodded, looking down at Tristan's shirt over her own. "He wasn't a bad person...." "It'll be night in a few hours," Aduial murmured. "I bet they'll want to stop," Aidou predicted. "Think I'll be able to snag one of them?" "I've no doubt," Aduial replied, not at all thrilled at the thought. "But if you do, it'll cause problems."
Very well, thanks. ^^ I've been delving myself in musicals for the summer. Theatre always keeps me happy.
