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Post by dragonburn on Jan 19, 2008 22:51:11 GMT -5
He smiled at her, his face glowing with an unexplainable happiness. Something inside of him, was just bursting with the happiness that he had found calwyn. He slowly walked into his kitchen and began cooking something that smelled incredible.
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Post by draconlurwater on Jan 20, 2008 0:10:56 GMT -5
"How's your head now?" She said refering to the headache he had given himself by banging his head against the wall. Her head was still throabing but for a different reason. She knelt down and Pacho came to her, sensing her misery and the pain in her heart. She gave the dog a good pat
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Post by dragonburn on Jan 20, 2008 1:16:02 GMT -5
" Its better now" He yelled from the kitchen, over the sizzling of the many dishes he had on the stove. He then walked out with a plate, eggs, bacon, and toast. He smiled at her as he slowly began to eat the food off of his plate, creating an incredible smell.
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Post by draconlurwater on Jan 20, 2008 1:19:44 GMT -5
Calwyn laughed. Men always seemed hungry. All the men she knew anyways. The only man she knew that wasn't constantly hungry was Hannibal and that was only because the only food he could eat was blood. Vampires and Lycans had it tough. And Hybrids even more so. She heard the whispering again but ignored them. Rebakah was just playing on her mind. She didn't have herpowers back as far as Calwyn could tell so she must be imagining that Rebakah is calling out to her
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Post by dragonburn on Jan 20, 2008 17:19:42 GMT -5
He looked at her, and swallowed, saying " Would you like to get the grand tour of my home?" He smiled at her as he said this, ready to have her be here with him, ready to have someone he could talk to as he was ready to open his heart for love, but not in a wife, in his mother.
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Post by draconlurwater on Jan 20, 2008 17:39:54 GMT -5
"Sure," Calwyn said. She was glad to be able to share this with him. She felt so much guilt over what she knew that she had done now that she was sorry that she ever abandoned Blaze and her daughter. She stilld couldn't find a name in her memories for Blazes sister though. Calwyn wondered if he even knew he had a sister. Calwyn wodnered if she was even still alive
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Post by dragonburn on Jan 20, 2008 17:43:29 GMT -5
He walked out of one of his sitting rooms with her and walked her up the stairs. They were going to start with his favorite room, his art room. He opened the door to a wonderful hardwood room, paintings framed on the walls, sculptures on the ground. There, oddly enough wa a painting of arwen, a painting of beka, and a painting of his mother. There was a girl, who looked like him in a sculpture
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Post by draconlurwater on Jan 20, 2008 18:04:50 GMT -5
Calwyn laughed as she walked in. This would be a paradice for Arwen. Arwen had a unquie power that allowed her to summon real life things from drawings or stautes and stuff and then control them. It was obvious that Blaze had skill with a pencil. Calwyn walked over to a picture of Rebakah and smiled. There was also one of Arwen, herself and a scuplture of Blazes sister. Calwyn knew it. It was suprising that there wasn't one of Mathayus as well. Him and Arwen had been close enough that if he had preceieve Arwen her should of precieved Mathayus. but he had had no powers and now he was dead. maybe not. Calwyn tapped the painting of Rebakah with one knuckle.
"Do you know who these people are?" She asked him with a slight tease hinting in her voice. She knew that he probably had some idea but not quite a full idea. Maybe. Perhaps he did
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Post by dragonburn on Jan 21, 2008 20:02:28 GMT -5
"No, should I?" He asked her this slowly and puzzledly. He frowned as he picked up another portrait, one of Mathayus. " How did this fall?" He asked himself this even more puzzledly. He put it back up on the hardwood wall, smiling as he saw it on the outside of the other pictures. He had felt odd when he painted this, like the person was already gone.
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Post by draconlurwater on Jan 21, 2008 22:13:37 GMT -5
Calwyn smile dissapeared when he picture up a picture of Mathayus. Even though it had been a long time since his death the pain was still fresh. Camron still had to pay for that. Calwyn knew how it fell. Somehow Blaze had channelled the powers of his family and placed in these pictures. Calwyn could tell. She looked at Rebakah's picture again. "This is my sister, Rebakah. Your aunt. She is a hybrid. Actually her mortal name was Rebakah and she is called Beka now but we... aren't on such good terms at the moment and... yeah," Calwyn said before moving to the picture of Arwen. "Arwen here, is your fifteen-times-great-grandmother. The second Lycan ever to exist actually. William turned her on his first full moon," Calwyn pointed to Mathayus' picture. "And that is her twin brother Mathayus who Arwen turned on her first full moon. They are about 1,460 years old now. Or they would be if Camron hadn't ordered the assassination of Mathayus. Because of Camron, Arwen no long speaks to use and has become distant and fifty times more powerful. Dangerously powerful."
Calwyn hesitated. The memories of Mathayus were still strong and she knew that they would be stronger still for Arwen. She came to the scuplture and sighed as memories flashed. Vivid memories. Of times long gone.
Calwyn hunting. Fighting. Blue draconlur against gold draconlur. Angry. Morphing. Calwyn. Rhiannon. Calwyn yelling. Rhiannon yelling. 'your not my mother'. Rhiannon finding Beka. Watching Calwyn helping Beka. Sighing. Camron attacking Rhiannon. Calwyn fighting. 'mother help'. Calwyn hurting Camron
Calwyn continued to look at the sculpture as the memories flashed. She then turned to Blaze and sighed again. "And this is your little twin sister, Rhiannon."
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