Child At Heart, Monster By Nature (A Shape Shifting RP)

(Honey? Oh, no he did not call her that :p )
"Yes, yes." She answered without hesitation. "How was she hurt? Are you sure that I will be able to help?" She didn't have as much faith in what her blood was capable of as he was.
(What's wrong with that. My dad uses that term of endearment with me. :confused: )
Ryker roughly explained the situation and was honest about Irine's options if they didn't try something fast.
 
(What's wrong with that. My dad uses that term of endearment with me. :confused: )
Ryker roughly explained the situation and was honest about Irine's options if they didn't try something fast.
(I was just teasing.)
"Then we need to hurry and take my blood." Amaryllis thought aloud, glancing to Irin with concern.
 
"Ah." Zaine sighed softly. That was understandable. "Just a suggestion, you may want to look up occasionally. Otherwise you may find your feet take you into a head on collision. I say that from personal experience." Chuckling, he rubbed the back of his neck absentmindedly, recalling the collisions he'd had here doing the same thing.

Lyra smiled, so he was a fellow dreamer and wanderer. "I will keep that in mind, thank you. I will admit it wouldn't be the first time I have run into someone while wandering. But usually my feet just take me somewhere ill used filled with mysteries. I like those places for sketching or writing, they are quiet." She chuckled then sighed wistfully. She got some of her best pieces of work done in those places. "I'm Lyra." She added giving him a small smile.
 
Elliot hissed, glad there was a glass barrier in the limousine so Asa couldn’t hear, “She was my responsibility to take care of. And I failed. I deserve it. And you don’t deserve a person who is reliable.” He hesitated, before replying “Find someone else to love, someone who does his job right.” He looked out the window once again, deeply sorrows at his own words, but he felt like he was worth nothing anymore.
"Elliot" Zoe called his name then shook her head. "No, think about what ou are saying. What specifically do you think you could have done differently to change anything? We were on an island, separated from the world. You couldn't have changed this. You are not responsible for this. Whoever killed her is responsible, they are the ones that deserve your blame and anger, not you. Besides, I can't just find someone else to love. It doesn't work that way."
 
Casey found her after a while and came over to her, shifting back to his human form "Are you alright Amara?" He was a little surprised she hadn't gone back to the roof, but glad she was so easy to find.

Amara had heard his nails clicking on the tiles as Casey approached. She recognized his smell so she didn't tense up or try to leave. If anything she relaxed, visibly, when he spoke she let out a sigh. He was her rock, he anchored her, made her feel safe, he was her woods, she wasn't sure what she would do without him. She turned to him when he asked her if she was alright and lumbered over to him. She brushed herself up against him like a cat and dropped her head on his shoulder like a hug. She wasn't ready to shift back just yet but she wanted the comfort of contact.
 
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Leah thought for a bit, responding in her quiet voice “Hmm, I don’t really. It isn’t my first time but I don’t go a lot.” She added, so she could know about her more “I love the forest, it brings me back to life in Switzerland.” She looked up at him with a small smile, ready for his response as always, like an expectant child waiting for candy or treats.

William nodded, that made sense, why she was so comfortable when he had found her in the woods. "I've never been to Switzerland, it sounds nice from the little you've said about it. The beach however is a constant for me, always loved the beach. In fact, lets take a different path to the beach, trust me ok?" He said with a grin as he took her hand and led her off the regular path to the beach an into the woods onto a seldom traveled path that was a tad over grown. He knew of a small cove on the beach that was sheltered from the common beach area. He used it when he didn't want to run into anyone else who might decide to come to the beach that day. It was beautiful and secluded and he thought she would like it.
 
"Elliot" Zoe called his name then shook her head. "No, think about what ou are saying. What specifically do you think you could have done differently to change anything? We were on an island, separated from the world. You couldn't have changed this. You are not responsible for this. Whoever killed her is responsible, they are the ones that deserve your blame and anger, not you. Besides, I can't just find someone else to love. It doesn't work that way."
(She’s so good....ugh Elliot’s going to realize he’s dumb quicker than expected) Elliot didn’t respond. Why did she have to be so perfectly right? She was right, he knew it, but his stubborn nature demanded he return his sister’s blood. He looked at the floor of the car, now just counting the time until they arrived. He loved her so much yet hated himself equally, and taking his own life was simple, he had the weapons to do so on his hands.
 
Amara had heard his nails clicking on the tiles as Casey approached. She recognized his smell so she didn't tense up or try to leave. If anything she relaxed, visibly, when he spoke she let out a sigh. He was her rock, he anchored her, made her feel safe, he was her woods, she wasn't sure what she would do without him. She turned to him when he asked her if she was alright and lumbered over to him. She brushed herself up against him like a cat and dropped her head on his shoulder like a hug. She wasn't ready to shift back just yet but she wanted the comfort of contact.
Casey wrapped hisarms around her to hold her close, but would let her go if she pulled away. "It's alright, I got you" He said gently. "Did you want to go back up to the roof again?"
 
(She’s so good....ugh Elliot’s going to realize he’s dumb quicker than expected) Elliot didn’t respond. Why did she have to be so perfectly right? She was right, he knew it, but his stubborn nature demanded he return his sister’s blood. He looked at the floor of the car, now just counting the time until they arrived. He loved her so much yet hated himself equally, and taking his own life was simple, he had the weapons to do so on his hands.
Zoe watched him then leaned close, resting her head against his chest and keeping her hold on his hand. "Please Elliot, I can't lose you too."
 
Zoe watched him then leaned close, resting her head against his chest and keeping her hold on his hand. "Please Elliot, I can't lose you too."
Elliot closed his eyes in shame. She was right, in doing what he was doing he was being selfish. His sister wouldn’t have wanted this. She loved him, and wouldn’t bear to see him like this. He whispered “I’m sorry for what I’ve done. You won’t lose me.”
 

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