"He has been protecting our bloodline for a hundred years, watching us grow up have children, and getting old and then passing... " she spoke. "Then he moves on to the next daughter... and the next, always moving, always watching, never coming out of the shadows he hides in" she paused.
"I think you could be the very reason he comes out" she looked at the young girl. "Your his obession now, he won't let you out of his sight" she whispered. "Hes your guardian..." she smiled, her eyes glinted. "If only you could catch him and make him tell you why, why he has protected us for so long... given up so much" she whispered.
"You have to find out if it's the last thing you do."
He watches her in the shadows, never saying a word, his eyes always resting on her. Hes all he cares for, for the past hundred years he has been protecting the dwomen in her bloodline... There is a reason.
If only she could find out... Her grandmothers dieing words were "You must find out." And that's just what shes going to do.
If only she knew about the gifts that she has, burried, locked in her... He is the key. He is her silent guardian. He will protect her from the opposing force that will do anything to get their hands on her power, they just need her to catch him first.. Unlock it.
** I am playing the guy, just putting that out there:)
** This is a Mature romance.
** Please 1x1 with me!!! I really like this idea :D
Hi.... Can I do this one?
Hehe:D I was hoping you would post... :DDDD AND YES!
Yay! My Internet is being mean tight now, so sorry if I'm slow. As you know, I don't really like to get very graphic with the mature romance. As you know from our other RPs and such. Is that alright?
Oh yeah, I never get that grafic anyways, your totally fine Noelle:D I can't wait for this one! :DDD I'm going to post a skellie:) and she should be a bit older, 18-25 around there should be good:D))
(( okay! I'll start working on her! My brain is dead right now so I might take a bit. ))
Name: Lance Laurent
Age: looks about 23-24 really over hundred
Appearance: He has coal black hair, that is curly that brush his eyes, and touches his ears. His eyes are a sharp dark blue, that has flecks of grey that you can hardly see, only if you look close enough. He has nice, clean features, a handsome face, he usually has a small smile on his lips that doesn't reach his eyes. His skin is a nice smooth carmel colored, he is muscled, tall about 6'7. He has two black bands on his right arm that seemed like they were branded there, and one band on the left arm.
Personality: He can be quite sarcastic, especially when trapped or in a sticky swituation. He can sometimes let his mouth get the best of him. He is a fierce fighter, and when he falls for someone, he falls hard, which is one of his weaknesses.
Skills/Powers: He can easily blend in, because he can manpuliate shadows and turn invisible. He knows just about everything, in hand to hand combat, crossbows, swordplay, and guns.
Name: Grace Jones
Appearance: blueish-grey eyes, that have the look of cold steel. Her eyes are surrounded by thick black lashes. She has ruby red lips that contrast with her pale skin. Strait black hair falls down to her mid back, giving her a chilling, heartless look.
Wears: In one word, lifeless. She only wears all shades of grey, and black. With the occasional white. She always has on her leather black high heal boots that go up almost to her knees. Usually she has on skinny jeans, and leather jacket with a grey or white top that fits like a second skin. She loves to wear her fingers gloves that reach up often to her elbows. Sometimes they have chains on them. She loves her chain and padlock that she of then wears around her neck.
Personality: She isn't someone you want to mess with, she doesn't have a problem with having you killed. Despite her hard shell inside she is just a girl wanting to be excepted, wanting to fit in. She is a true romantic, always dreaming of true love, but if you ever accuse her of that...it would be the last thing you ever say.
(( I'm on my phone and just spent 10 min on just the format for that. Lol ))
((Haha, thats ok! I love her! I can't wait for them to meet.. well, shes suppose to try and corner him but I can't wait :DDDD I'll start! One sec! :) ))
(( muhahaha! Corner him she shall! ))
Lance smirked slightly at the sight of a dog attacking a man eating a hot dog. It was quiet funny how people or animals can be so greedy. Everything was so different from back then... He flipped his hood up, leaning back comfortably into the bench as he waited, the small smile seemed to stay on his lips.
He knew that she would probably be around soon, he knew her very well... If only she knew him. He knew she knew more than she should, he knew that he would have to be careful so he could stay undetected.
Even the birds seemed to hold still as she passed. Grace walked as the steady beat of her chunky boots clacked at the ground. She hugged her journal to her chest as she sat down at the fountain.
Lance smirked slightly, just on time... He eyed her, his eyes looked away, but he could still see her in the corner of his eyes. He crossed a leg over his other one, drumming his fingers against his legs as he watched her. If only she knew he was right there infront of her...
Soft humming filled the air that seemed to have a hollow, sad tune. She glanced up, and looked around. She felt... Watched. He was here. She glanced back down, her jagged bangs fallen over her eyes.
Lance glanced at her then looked away, he started to get up, stretching slightly. He turned away, but he could feel her presence, he knew her well. He would know if she was in trouble, he could be blind and deaf and know.
Grace tapped the pin down on her book thinking. Suddenly, it slipped through her fingers, flying through the air. Then promoter hit a man in the head. She jumbled up, walking cooly over to him. "Accident." She said then reached for her pin, crouching down. She looked up at his face and seemed to freeze.
Lance froze as he stared at her face up close... So close he could almost. He jerked back slightly and took one more step back, feeling like he would reach out and touch her any second. "It's alright... " he mumbled, he started to turn away. A stream of curses running through his head.
"Grace." She stated softly, watching him. The air turned slightly cold to the touch. She moved extending her hand to him. He was... So attractive. Stunningly inhuman...
((I'm sorry that I'm slow to post, I'm on my computer and it sucks :P))
Lance hesititantly took her hand, he shook it for a brief moment, feeling warmth spread through and then pulled away. "Lance" he murmured softly, gazing at her face, he knew he should turn and leave. But wouldn't that make it more obvious?