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Post by Lysander Rousseau on Jul 6, 2008 4:43:09 GMT -4
Lysander was actually amused by school. He was one of the very few vampires that went here to actually find this place interesting. Although he did have his days where this school was his own, personal Hell, it was a place where he could feel human again, besides the fact that the scent of human blood lingered in the air, making him thirsty. But he found that with each day, as long as he wasn't hungry, it got easier and easier to handle all the blood.
It was lunch and he was by himself. He didn't mind at all really. It wasn't like he was here to actually meet and make friends, although Ariel pushed him to, much to his disdain. And it wasn't like he didn't like the humans, it was more that they were afraid, frighten that someone such as him could ever go to Forks High. He was fearsome to say the least, fearsome and beautiful.
He checked his watched for the umpteenth time, hoping that with each glance the minute hand had moved a considerable amount, hoping that the bell would ring and that he could go to his next class. But, alas, only five minutes had passed since the bell signaling the beginning of lunch itself. His tray of food, an orange this time and a carton of chocolate milk, sat forgotten. They weren't exactly the kind of thing he ate.
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Post by Victoria on Jul 8, 2008 8:01:27 GMT -4
You play this game so well So well in fact that they can tell But we're on to you Cause your act is nothing new And we can see right through it now Your method's old, worn and used
Victoria chuckled as she exited the lunch line and noted Lysander sitting alone. He appeared impatient as he checked his watch, much to Victoria's amusement. A small smirk played on her features as she took quick steps toward the vampire. It had been at least a week since the last time she had seen the vampire, let alone spoke with him, and the manipulative Victoria was interested in seeing how her story was holding up. She seriously doubted he would have stayed away from the Cullens like she requested, but it was worth a shot. Besides, she was in the mood for confrontation.
When she reached the table, she stood standing for a long moment, staring down at the sitting vampire. Her head was tilted slightly, as if she was weighing the risk over sitting down at the seat opposite him. Not giving him enough time to react properly to the situation, Victoria took a seat, allowing the tray to practically fall against the table with a soft smack.
"You have to be somewhere?" she asked, indicating to the hand that held his watch. "Cause it would be such a shame if you were late for Chemistry or something. Oh, the horror." She was teasing, a standard procedure for Victoria. Even though she really didn't see the point in these human classes. If it wasn't for James's plan to make tensions grow with the Cullens and have the opportunity to observe them, there's not way anyone would ever be able to catch Victoria anywhere near the school. She hadn't liked it as a human, so why would it be any different as a vampire?
Feeling bored, Victoria took the apple she had bought from the lunch line in her right hand and spun it gently against the table. It lingered for a moment in an upright and spinning position, before the effort became too much and it tumbled onto its side.
You thought I'd fall for your lies You thought I'd cut off all ties Anymore gutless and you'd be dead
((These Backs Are Made For Stabbing by Hit the Lights))
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Post by Lysander Rousseau on Jul 8, 2008 13:00:08 GMT -4
Lysander looked up at Victoria. Shock was written all over his face. After a week, he hadn't expected to ever see or talk to her again. How foolish of me, he thought. His face turned back to normal, adopting a passive expression. "Anything is better then sitting here alone, Victoria." He looked straight at her, trying to burn his eyes into her.
His eyes then flickered towards her apple. Over the past week, Lysander had been contemplating everything that had happened since coming to Forks. He had been lied to, he had fallen in love, he had his life turn completely upside down. But now that Victoria was sitting in front of him, he tried to keep his cool. "So where've you been? Haven't seen you in a week." He involuntarily checked his watch again, willing the minute hand to go faster.
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Post by Victoria on Jul 8, 2008 22:31:36 GMT -4
"Well, you're not alone now, now are you?" Victoria asked as Lysander checked his watch yet again. You would think he actually enjoyed the dull process that was school by how frequently he was looking toward it. "Staring at it's not going to make it go any faster," chided Victoria with an amused smirk on her lips.
Victoria noted the death glare she was receiving from Lysander, but found the contrast from his expression to the glare in his eyes drastically different. It was confusing to say the least. The orange-haired vampire assumed the near stranger was onto her little scheme of keeping him in the dark by using twisted truths turned to lies, but why was he trying to control himself? He was an interesting character, this vampire was, which amused Victoria endlessly. If it had been her in his shoes being lied to and manipulated, she would have hunted the culprit down and given them a piece of her mind plus a decent fight.
Must be a side effect of the animal blood. Quells your temper.
"Here and there mostly. If I'm going to play the part of a teenager, I might as well skip school occasionally, right? Besides, gym is a bore. What good is playing badminton ever going to serve me? It takes a good amount of several control not to peg the little birdie into the human's faces though, mind you." She was joking, although it was a joke that only a twisted creature like herself would find amusing. It didn't even come down to self control (Because really, the vampire didn't have anything against humans except for the fact that they were, well, human.) but rather Victoria didn't see the profit in wasting a perfectly good meal.
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Post by Lysander Rousseau on Jul 11, 2008 0:17:22 GMT -4
Lysander smirked at Victoria. "No, I suppose I'm not alone, now that you're here," Lysander said smoothly. His eyes narrowed at her. "I know it's not going to go any faster. I'm not an idiot." He glared at her amused expression.
Lysander sighed. "I don't see why you, of all people, would even bother going to school in the first place, let alone applying. Must be part of your plan, right? To take out the Cullens?" The last part he whispered. "You know...I've met one of them...Rosalie, I believe was her name. And she told me a few...interesting facts..." Like the fact that you had been lying to me all this time... The anger in Lysander began to boil again. He was using all his strength to keep from leaping across the table and attacking her. His face remained emotionless though, to throw Victoria off.
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Post by Victoria on Jul 11, 2008 20:05:21 GMT -4
"Touchy today are we?" questioned Victoria rhetorically. His glare fueled her amusement over the subject. "Easy, boy," added the cruel vampire as if she was speaking to a dog. She resisted the urge to reach out and pat Lysander's hair like one would a puppy. She smirked at the thought.
"Plan?" Victoria paused, trying to recall just what she had told Lysander. The story had been retold and modified so many times, the orange-haired vampire was having slight problems recalling the specific details that were involved in the version she had informed Lysander of three weeks prior. "We're just trying to get closer to the Cullens." Victoria chose her words carefully, trying her best not to betray herself. Like the rest of the world, she didn't enjoy being humiliated, especially at her own hand.
"Ah. Rosalie." Victoria sighed as a reflective looked entered her crimson eyes. "The pretty one, right?" She didn't know many basic specifics about the Cullens, but when it came to their psyches and extraordinary abilities, Victoria was rather knowledgeable. "She's pretty protective of her family. Especially the big one. Has a pretty short temper too, if I remember correctly."
"Facts?" repeated Victoria as she contorted her features in mock confusion. It was practically a screamed comment telling Victoria that her tale had been foiled, but the vampire wasn't about to give in that easily. No, she wasn't about to abandon ship that easily. What did she have to lose, anyway? "Did she let you in on what they're doing over there?"
Victoria scrutinized Lysander with a critical eye. His nonchalant expression was frustrating, but she managed to keep that emotion to herself. Instead, she vented it on the unsuspecting apple in her grasp. When she released her grip on the fruit, there was very distinct marks from where it had been strangled.
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Dimitri Dragonov
Vegetarian Vampire
I will not fear. Fear is the Mindkiller. I will face my fears. I will let them pass through me.
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Post by Dimitri Dragonov on Jul 12, 2008 22:58:22 GMT -4
Dimitri stepped out from behind a pillar. He notices Lysander from the forest. He glared at him with icy eyes across the cafeteria. Who was he to judge me? Dimitri thought. He was ready for a fight. Even if it had to be in the school. Dimitri would never allow that to slide.
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Post by Lysander Rousseau on Jul 13, 2008 13:59:51 GMT -4
"Last time I checked, I wasn't a dog, so don't call me boy," he said coldly. Lysander had had enough of Victoria antics. She always acts so high and mighty, he thought.
"Closer to the Cullens? Closer as in what, exactly? Proving a point? Killing them? You're very hard to read Victoria, did you know that?" He smirked.
"Like I would tell you anything. In fact, you'd be the last person I would tell anything important to. All I'm going to say is that you'd been lying to me the whole time. Haven't you? I was so stupid to have believed anything you said. I was so stupid to believe something from a vampire who drank human blood," his voice was quiet, but it held firm.
Suddenly Lysander's eyes shifted to a man. Dimitri. "Can I help you?" Lysander was already annoyed, and to top it all off, some vampire decided to eavesdrop.
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Dimitri Dragonov
Vegetarian Vampire
I will not fear. Fear is the Mindkiller. I will face my fears. I will let them pass through me.
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Post by Dimitri Dragonov on Jul 13, 2008 17:37:18 GMT -4
"Just wanted to see what a guy like you does with the sort of thing he calls a life" Dimitri responded, sitting down at the table watching Lysander, his eyes hard and cold.
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Post by Victoria on Jul 13, 2008 20:45:20 GMT -4
Victoria laughed mockingly. Her face was framed with sadistic glee; it was obvious that she was enjoying herself with this twisted conversation. Manipulation, like hunting, was something that the orange-haired vampire found extreme joy in. Tricky as it generally proved to be, it was still fun in her book.
"Temper, temper," chided Victoria teasingly. "Besides, I've heard dogs make very loyal pets. Just watch out for the Cullens, with their fondness for animals and everything."
Victoria tilted her head, slightly confused at his tirade of accusations. "Why, thank you," she answered in mock delight. "But maybe it's just because you're trying to look into it too much. And besides, I already told you, we're trying to get rid of the threat the Cullens have proven to be." For some reason, the fact that Victoria wasn't lying (Yet. . .) encouraged her joy in the situation. After all, the vegetarian coven were a threat to her own coven. Maybe not for the reasons she had presented to Lysander, but that didn't make them any less of a threat to Victoria's own well being.
And then it all came out. So, Lysander was aware of just what sort of game she had been playing at. But, anyone who knew Victoria knew that she didn't surrender all her pieces so easily. If for no other reason than to simply have pride in the fact that, if she pulled the stunt off, she would keep Lysander in the dark for just a little longer. At this point, it didn't really matter -nor did Victoria honestly expect- if Lysander took their side in the matter, but what her aim had been from the beginning was to keep him off the battlegrounds: to make him a neutral player in the whole affair.
"Okay, okay," answered Victoria with a twisted giggle as she held her hands in front of her like a suspect that had been caught by the police in the wrong. Still, she held her cards close to her chest. "So maybe I exaggerated a bit. But aren't you overreacting a tad?"
Victoria readjusted slightly when the unfamiliar vampire appeared at the table. From her position, she couldn't see the hue of his eyes, but these days it was becoming safe to assume that a startling gold would stare back at her. Of course, in any other town it would be normal for a vampire's eyes to gleam burgundy, but in Forks it was a completely different story, much to Victoria's displeasure. However, how cruelly the stranger regarded Lysander and vice versa, Victoria wouldn't be too shocked if he proved to be an ally of her own.
"Well, aren't you going to introduce us?" demanded Victoria, motioning the the guy behind her and then back to Lysander.
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Dimitri Dragonov
Vegetarian Vampire
I will not fear. Fear is the Mindkiller. I will face my fears. I will let them pass through me.
Posts: 576
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Post by Dimitri Dragonov on Jul 13, 2008 21:25:14 GMT -4
Dimitri turned his attention partially to the other vampire. His silver eyes blazing with hidden rage. He reverted his eyes back to Lysander.
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Post by Lysander Rousseau on Jul 13, 2008 21:35:21 GMT -4
"The way I see it, the Cullens aren't the threat, you and your coven are," his tone was cold, though with a hint of calmness. "They're not the ones killing innocent people."
Lysander laughed cruelly. He had had enough of Victoria. "I'm not overreacting. In fact, I should rip you to shreds right here and now." Each word that came out of his mouth he meant.
"Dimitri," Lysander turned to the other vampire. "Don't talk to her if you know what's good for you." Then Lysander turned to Victoria. "Don't let her poison you with her lies." He quickly stood up from his chair, tray in hand and walked over to the trash bin to dispose of it. Lysander quickly exited the cafeteria, almost unable to control his anger.
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Dimitri Dragonov
Vegetarian Vampire
I will not fear. Fear is the Mindkiller. I will face my fears. I will let them pass through me.
Posts: 576
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Post by Dimitri Dragonov on Jul 13, 2008 21:42:17 GMT -4
Dimitri watched Lysander stalk off chuckling. "Can't wait for him to fully snap so I can get a hit on him." Dimitri commented.
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Post by Victoria on Jul 14, 2008 11:59:36 GMT -4
"Oh, no. That's not overreacting in the slightest," mumbled Victoria, obviously amused with the fact that it seemed as if she had driven Lysander away. It upset her slightly that she wouldn't have anything to report to James over the matter. Although Lysander had proven that he wasn't going to fight on their side -even though Victoria doubted he ever would from the start- it still left room to wonder whether the vampire would participate in the battle between her coven and the obnoxious Cullens at all. Oh, how complicated everything was quickly becoming.
At Lysander's warning words, Victoria chuckled quietly to herself. The orange-haired vampire reminisced briefly over when the last time she had listened to someone she was angry with was; maybe Lysander had just played this unfamiliar vampire right into her the palm of her hands. How she loved reshaping things -including ideas, emotions and creatures- into things that suited her better. They were like putty in her fierce grip. And the best thing was, when you're playing with little consequences (After all, Victoria didn't really care what this creature behind her thought of her.) it allows you to make bold actions that under normal circumstances no one would dream of doing.
"So, you have a name?" Victoria asked as she began to spin her red apple against the table once more. Her pale hands were coated with a thin layer of juice from the crushed areas of the fruit, but the vampire paid it little heed except for a quick look of disgust toward the bleeding human food. Absentmindedly, she pried the stem away from the apple, squishing it effectively between her right index finger and thumb. The stem of the apple gave way without any protest.
She was in a particularly destructive mood.
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Dimitri Dragonov
Vegetarian Vampire
I will not fear. Fear is the Mindkiller. I will face my fears. I will let them pass through me.
Posts: 576
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Post by Dimitri Dragonov on Jul 14, 2008 20:54:04 GMT -4
Dimitri stopped the spinning fruit with his large hand. "Dimitri Dragonov." He replied to her without looking still glaring as to where Lysander left.
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