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Post by [ st r yder ] on Dec 3, 2007 20:06:59 GMT -5
My heart pounds. Starts from that slow, ten-times-a-minute typical beat to far to many for my whirling mind to count. I feel my face get warm, and I know my cheeks are flushed. God, perfect time to blush. Instantly, my eyes go down, and the heat spreads. Damn my self-conciousness. Damn it.
The corner of my mouth twitches into a lopsided smile. And, again, I come up without words. There is nothing I can say, no words- even from a tongue as eloquent as mine- that can describe... this. Nothing.
It is as though my world is fallen away. As if the hand that the Fates have dealt me is not a tragic story, and as if nothing can go wrong. As long as I look in those eyes. Again, they are pulled from the ground and to the icy depths. Still, I am speechless.
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|[Jayden]|
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Jayden Nox || Jayded Night
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Post by |[Jayden]| on Dec 3, 2007 20:17:47 GMT -5
She could not see the darkness around her but she could feel it. In the moments that they had not spoken, only peered into each others souls through the dark wells of their eyes. His like fire and hers like ice. How appropriate, Fire and Ice.
She took yet another step towards him. Something she was bound to regret if he started to feel threatened, but she felt a pull towards him. As if he was pulling her to him with an invisible string. So thin, but so strong it could not be severed.
He was still speechless, he was losing his bearings and she could feel that. His face grew hot and it made her want to smile at him, something she had not done in-- She thought. Ever. Yet another step, she was growing far more close to him than she had originally wished to. She was now about four feet away. She smirked, her eyes flashing slightly. "Are you always this articulate?" She asked, her voice in an almost whisper.
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Dec 3, 2007 20:26:03 GMT -5
"I... Ah.... Usually," I say, my voice hardly a breath on my lips. I curl my wet hair behind my ear, anything to make myself seem less... stunned.
I can smell her now. The perfume of the Vampire miked with something... else. Something powerful, yet I cannot place it. Something... calming. Vicious, almost... Feral. Yet, at the same time, entirely feminine.
It makes me want to be... closer to her. Not in the way that the statement may make it seem. I want to... understand her. Understand why she looks at me the way she does. Why I look at her the way that I do. Silently, I take a step forward. Close the gap to within arms reach. Two feet.
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|[Jayden]|
Grey Companion
Jayden Nox || Jayded Night
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Post by |[Jayden]| on Dec 3, 2007 20:32:50 GMT -5
She had to hide the feighning gasp. He moved. She was not expecting this. He got closer. She still looked at him, there was nothing else she could do, there was nothing else to do, there was nothing else she wished to do. That was the point. Even if there was nothing else to do she would have found something, it was the simple fact that there was not anything else that she wanted to do.
She wanted to look into his eyes, she wanted to take another step, she wanted to be closer to him. She wanted to know him. She could not breath, not that she needed to, could not blink, not that she had to, just that anything dealing with her averting from his gaze was rendered still, like she was drunk, not in control of her body.
She had never felt this before, she was not worried about her personal space, ususally this was something she was constantly thinking about, something she constantly needed to let other know about. She was not one for closeness with anyone, but this man was different. This man-- She did not even know his name. "What is your name Immortal?" She asked, attempting to get her mind off how much she wanted him closer to her.[/size]
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Dec 3, 2007 20:39:56 GMT -5
"Kazeielan Caenust, m' lady," I say as I bow and take her hand in my own- unconciously my shadow-hand- and bring it within an inch of my lips. I can feel my breath spill on her hand and heat my lips, and I can feel the cold radiate off of her skin onto my lips. Her skin is not unlike my own.
I release her hand and stand up straight agian. "And yours?" I raise a think eyebrow at her.
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|[Jayden]|
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Jayden Nox || Jayded Night
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Post by |[Jayden]| on Dec 3, 2007 20:54:54 GMT -5
Her breath caught. The breath that she had been using as a calming tool for the past 10 minutes. She would breathe to calm her self, it had not been working. She heard his name and she nodded, closing her head asshe commited it to memory, saying it over and over in her mind, never wishing to forget it.
Kazeielan Caenust, Kazeielan Caenust, Kazeielan Caenust, Kazeielan Caenust, Kazeielan Caenust, Kazeielan Caenust, Kazeielan Caenust...
She looked into his eyes once more as he straitened up. Her name, she had not given it in quite sometime. "Jayden Nox." She said simply, the words slipping from her lips like honey.[/size]
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Dec 4, 2007 19:03:49 GMT -5
"Beautiful," I say, having to concentrate on my lips and my tongue to form the words.
My muscles tense as I try to calm myself, try to keep my urge to be ever closer to her under control. But it is not enough, and I am pulled forward, just the slightest bit, barely a step at all. But I can feel the cold radiating from her, and I bite down on my bottom lip to control myself.
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|[Jayden]|
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Post by |[Jayden]| on Dec 4, 2007 19:17:49 GMT -5
She gasped, this time, there was a sound. He had suprised her with this -- this move -- whatever it was. It was making him closer to her, too close, for her to keep her bearings.
There was no movement, well, at least there did not look to be any movement. It was more of she was there and then she was gone. But not entirely gone, her cloak lay on the ground below, not able to keep on her with the speed she had moved merely seconds before.
She gripped her chest, the very spot where a heart sat lifelessly, like stone. It had never occured to her how heavy this heart was, before it seemed light and almost not there, but today, now, this very moment, it was heavy, as if attempting to bring some life back into her dead soul.
She leaned against the tree, her icy eyes staring down through the branches and to the ground where the immortal stood. Kazeielan. He had a name, he was no longer simply 'the immortal' to her, but he had a name, a familiarity now. Something that was all too new to her... She was not used to knowing someone, and in that moment, and the moments that she had looked into his eyes, she felt like sheh ad known him for years, like he was the only person she did know, the only person she wanted to know.
And that... Scared the hell out of her.[/size]
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Dec 4, 2007 19:21:39 GMT -5
My gaze follows her a little ways. I must have upset her. I did upset her.... Damn it. What? No. It is probably better that I upset her. I would save us both much pain... But... I do not want to upset her... I want her back, I want her closer to me than the distance between us.
But I do not say a word. Instead, I Turn and walk silently to a boulder outcropping over the water and sit. Simply... sit.
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|[Jayden]|
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Post by |[Jayden]| on Dec 4, 2007 19:33:54 GMT -5
She blink and calmed herself, attempting to use the breathing techniques, even though it was entirly fake. She looked down to her cloak. Could she make it to the cloak and back without him seeing her? Did she even want to? Or did she want to go back down there, and stay down there. With him.
She closed her eyes. She did not know the answer to that question, not yet. She did not really know if she wished to get close to someone after what had happened so many years before. She did know though, that she wanted to be down there. So maybe she had made up her mind, she could get close to him again, but maybe not personally close? She was so confused. On the oneh and she wanted to be with him, to be close to him not only in distance but in feelings as well, on the other, she was afraid.
Yes, the infamous Jayden Nox, the Jaded Night. Was afraid. Afraid to get close to a man again, to get hurt again. She shook this from her mind. Like she could ever get close to anyone. Ever. She was cold, she was heartless, she was a killer, and she was a sadist. Like her father she had a passion for inflicting pain, in others and herself. And like her mother, she had the weakness of compassion... Though she never let this on... And she never would.
In one swift movement she was on the ground again. She heard the whisps of his mind, he thought he had upset her, which he hadn't... He had scared her... With his closness, but she would never let him know this, she would never let him know that he affected her so. So instead she knelt, her black leather pants made no noise as they rubbed together. She wore a long sleeved and tightly form fitting black shirt, around her neck was a crimson amulet, it seemed to flash as it moved on the silver chain as she pciked up her cloak, her fire like hair flowing into her pale face slightly.
She stood. Her cloak in her hand and her eyes, like the ice of her heart, upon him. He was sitting, silent, brooding even. He wanted to be close to her too, she could feel it, but could she let him in? Could she allow him to get that close to her? Could she? Would she?
The moon outlined her form in the darkness and created shadows in some places on her face and body and other it illuminated, giving her skin a slight glow, making her look like a erie goddess in the night, almost, if not for the icy eyes she held, making her look much more like a demon.[/size]
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Dec 4, 2007 19:41:46 GMT -5
I turn, enough to see her, and feel my head whirl again, my heart race and my breathing go wild. A goddess, a dark goddess... A killing goddess. And I want her to be mine. In more ways than just one. But how could I do that? How could I? What if I did love her, what if something happened to her? Could I live through that again? It is not as if I have a choice.
"I would understand if you wanted to leave," I say, and my voice is the most wounded sounding whisper that I have ever heard. It disgusts me. I close my eyes and turn my face back toward the water, repremanding myself for it.
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|[Jayden]|
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Post by |[Jayden]| on Dec 4, 2007 19:54:28 GMT -5
She was taken aback for a moment, though she showed no outward sign of it, by what looking at him did to her, and vice versa, she could feel his body go wild, and if only he knew what his eyes, those eyes, what they did to her. His hair, crimson, like blood, his masculine body, which she now realized she missed seeing... She liked seeing his bare chest, scarred and toned, it was intoxicating... Like his eyes, oh his eyes.
She saw him turn from her, she heard his words moments before, his voice was that of defeat, of utter termoil, she could tell, he did not wish her to leave... And she did not wish to either, she would be content to stay with him for eternity... Eternity Even that did not seem long enough...
But she was fearful of what would happen, if she let someone in, would he end up like Nathanial, or would he grow to love her, and not simply covet her. She shook this from her mind the moment she felt her body move towards him once more, this time he was farther away, so a few steps, no matter how determined, would not make much of the distance between him... She would have to walk much father now, and this seemed like forever.
She was behind him, her cloak still in her hand, he had seen her face and now her body, what did it matter if he continued seeing it? It didn't, she did not mind, not in the least. She swallowed hard, though on the outside she looked calm and collected, on the inside her body and mind was running wild. Temptation. That was what this was, it was temptation. She was tempted, tempted to be near him, but it was even deeper than that... It was need. She needed to be near him.
She closed the space between them in less time than it took her to get there. She sat next to him, her eyes on the waterfall. Her cloak now on the ground beside her, all that was between them was air... And even that felt like a barrier. She did not turn to look at him, for she might not ever look away. She spoke as simply and as comly as possible, though her nerves were racked. "Now why -- Would I ever wish to do that..." She said simply, her voice like a softened whispered, nearly inaudible, but she knew he could hear her, she knew he could feel her, though they were not touching. She knew. And she liked it.[/size]
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Dec 5, 2007 18:55:58 GMT -5
"I do not know..." I say with a halfhearted laugh. I cannot keep the excitement from my voice. "I upset you or something...."
How insecure do I sound, dear God. A mental sigh maks me gain control of myself, try to gain my surity again. The sense that I know what is going on, that I know myself better than anyone. The latter, however, is very close to a lie.
I can feel that same pull between us- the strange sensation of a rope tied around my heart- even as she gets closer.
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|[Jayden]|
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Post by |[Jayden]| on Dec 5, 2007 19:02:46 GMT -5
She closed her eyes rather than risk looking into his and be caught in the firey tide that was those amazing eyes. She did not really have any words that would fit for this moment, this moment of utter confusion. She did not know what to think, she liked it... This was true, but she did not know if he did, or if this was just a one time thing, or something deeper than that. Something that would last for quite some time. She did not know.
She decided that she would have to look into those eyes sometime, and though she knew he was not looking at her she could tell that as soon as she look to him his eyes would be drawn to hers and they would begin again, looking into one another's eyes, not knowing how to speak or what to say even. They would stare into the silence that is the night, and their bodies and minds went wild.[/size]
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Post by [ st r yder ] on Dec 5, 2007 19:37:19 GMT -5
I glance over at her, feel myself swept off of my feet again. I think, maybe, if I was a woman I would have fainted by now. My eyes do not wander from her face, the way that the moonlight barely touches the perfect roundness of her lips... What words can I use to describe her? None. Not the most eloquent tongue in the world could describe her, everything... Everything about her strange, supernatrual perfection, her preternatrual killer instincts, so much like mine...
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