Beatrice nodded at Carl. "It... must have been bad..."
OOC: That is so epically awesome!! BIC: Angel nodded to Advent and picked up her pace. "Angel," Claire started slowly. "What were those things? What did they want?" "Nothing, Claire," Angel replied. "Nothing." "But I have a right to know," Claire protested. "He said I have a power." She pointed at Advent. Angel glared at Advent. "You told her that?"
Angel nodded and put her arm protectively around Claire's shoulders. "I'm not dying," Claire sighed. "Like he said: it's just a scratch." "I remember every 'scratch' you've gotten," Angel muttered, already walking. "The last time you said it was just a scratch, we had to take you to the E.R. to get stitches because you cut yourself trying to cook." "Yeah, and you haven't let me in the kitchen since," Claire said grumpily. "I'm not five anymore." "But you're still my little sister," Angel reminded her. "And my-" "Responsibility." Claire finished with Angel. "I know. You say it all the time." "Because you're so reckless that I have to remind you." Angel cracked a smile.
Beatrice shuddered. "That's what I didn't want to hear..."
"But what about her eyes..?" Beatrice asked quietly.
Angel smiled mischeviously and stepped closer to Advent. "Reward, huh?" She took Advent's hand and shook it. "I'll give you a cookie as a bonus when we get back to my house." She added teasingly before embracing Claire. "Ow! Be careful, Angel." Claire turned her head away from Hannah's embrace. Angel held Claire at arm's length. "What happened?" She asked, seeing the blood on Claire's forehead, still wet.
Beatrice rubbed Hannah's shoulder but took her hand back when Hannah flinched away from her touch. "We'll just... see you later then, Hannah." She murmured, hurt, and stood up. Glancing at everyone else, she headed out the door and to the other room. Hannah closed her eyes, focusing on her other senses. OOC: m'kay
I really don't like Spoiler Jacob+Nessie. It gives me the hebbie-jebbies when I think of my best friend loving my daughter. O.o (Not that I have one yet. That's a completely hypothetical situation! XD)
Beatrice ducked her head, an instinct to hide a blush that would no longer come. "Yeah... I could go with you if you want, Michael. Hannah grit her teeth and clenched her fists, trying to figure out why her anger had escalted so easily.
Angel let out a sigh of relief. "I was ready to come in there." Claire squirmed against Advent's hold.
Hannah's red-ringed eyes bore holes into Michael. "You're out of line." She growled, not paying any attention to Jinx. "Hannah," Beatrice sat next to Hannah. "He just wants to help. Please don't be angry. Jinx is right, we could leave you alone if you want." "Just him." Hannah didn't take her eyes off Michael.
"No," Hannah repeated firmly. "Maybe later, but not now." She could feel the irritation bubbling in her like a boiling pot on a stove. Beatrice looked over at Jinx, glad to find that she wasn't the only one who was utterly confused.
Well, all of them except New Moon. She doesn't even know what that cover means because her publisher made that one. >.<
OOC: gtg my lunch is over. i'll be on later after school (i don't have rehersal for the play so i'll be on earlier than usual ^^) BIC: "We follow your command." Claire thought she heard submission in the voice. Is Angel's boyfriend their leader or something?
Stephenie said that on her site! ^^ I didn't understand the cover until I read her explination. I had some theories that were close. She really goes deep with her covers. Did you know that the apple on front of Twilight is supposed to symbolize the 'forbidden fruit' in the Garden of Eden? O.o
I what? Claire thought, panicked. "Then why not kill her now and take it?"
You need another message from me!! ;^o^;
Beatrice looked around and then back at Hannah. "But if something happened, shouldn't we know?" "No," Hannah responded harshly. "Just leave it be."
Claire had half a mind to struggle away from Advent, but on more thought, she figured one enemy was better than several. "Wait. Why do you leave with her? What use is she to you?"
OOC: I just realized I got post 900!!! *o* BIC: "Hannah," Beatrice started slowly. "Why are your eyes red?" Hannah bit her lip. "That's really none of your business, Bee." She replied.
