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"Noëlle, come inside! Dinner's almost ready!
Michael returned to the pot filling the quant house with the aroma of beef and caramelize onions. He ladled sopa into the ceramic bowls, sprinkled in croutons, and smothered them both in Comté before setting the bowls in the oven. When a pair of bare feet was still absent from the kitchen, the man turned off the forno and went back to the cozinha door.
"Noëlle?" he called again. "Mon ange!" No answer came from the flowered front yard or the marsh lakeland at the bottom of the hill. Instinctively, Michael grabbed his bainha cinto, correia and darted out the door. He unfurled his dark wings, ready to take to the dusk sky, but paused and looked back towards the small celeiro crouching behind the farmhouse. A warm light glowed from the hay-loft window. He sprinted through the long grass, panting por the time he reached the barn. The celeiro door flew open under his shove. "Noëlle?" he shouted.
"Ici!" a small voice called from above. A girl stuck her head over the edge of the hay-loft with a wide smile. Her skin had grown dark and freckled from the sun, though not nearly as dark as her mother's had been. Her hair was the same shining umber, but far less curly. She was a conglomerate of her parent's looks even if her personality was far different than either Maivus' or Aleksander's. In the back of his mind was Michael's curiosity over how her twin would have looked and acted.
"Noëy, sweetheart, I've been calling you," the man reprimanded in French.
"I was playing with the kittens," the nine-year old explained matter-of-factly. She read her care-taker's expression as he crossed his arms and smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry, Uncle Mike."
"You know you're supposed to come back to the front yard por dusk," he chided with a soft smile at her guilty nod. "All right, come on down."
The child's head disappeared a moment before her bare meia feet appeared searching for the wooden ladder rungs. Noëlle started to climb down slowly with one hand tucked to her chest rather than on the ladder. Before Michael could ask what was in her hand, one meia foot caught her yellow flowered dress, and the girl lost her hold. She barely got a scream out before her "uncle" caught her, his ebony wings sending dust motes and straw into a frenzy. The man landed gently with the child wrapped in his arms--and saw the startled calico kitten tucked close to her chest. With a sigh, Michael folded his legs and sat on the dirt floor with the teary-eyed girl in his lap. "Noëy, you know you can't take that baby with you," he reminded her, reluctant to do so when he could feel her trembling in his arms. "She needs to be with his mother and siblings."
"But we've taken gatinhos into the house before!" she argued stubbornly even as she wiped tears from her flushed cheeks.
"But those were orphans, without their parents to take care of them," Michael explained gently. Still pouting, the child nodded reluctantly. Her caretaker stood and leapt, reaching the loft with a stroke of his wings, and sat on the edge while Noëlle released the mewing calico to stumble back to her anxious mother. For a moment, the two sat together, watching the tiny fluff balls clamber over one another in procurar of the most comfortable position in the heap while their mother contently mussed their pele, peles with dutiful licks. Eventually the little girl turned her head to look up at her uncle, and the thoughtful pinch of her brow reminded him distinctly of her father. "Uncle Mike, am I an orphan, since I don't have any parents?"
The pergunta was like a kick to Michael's gut. He focused every ounce of will power on not showing the pain on his face, though his wings instinctively curled inward to shield the child in his lap from the forces behind the inquisition. "No, mon ange, of course not," he assured once he found his voice. "Your papa is alive and loves you very much. He has to take care of some things in America before he can come to live with us. We've talked about this, remember?"
The child sat back against her caretaker with a sigh, looking towards the mother cat and her babies. "But he's been gone forever, Uncle…What if he never comes back?"
"He will," Michael assured automatically. When Noëlle kept her longing gaze affixed on the feline family, he picked up the girl and set her on a feno bale, kneeling to be eye level. "Noëy, you will never be an orphan. You will ALWAYS have me and my love, no matter what, understand?"
"Even if Papa never comes back?" When he hesitated, hoping to correct her, Noëlle threw her arms around his neck and buried her head in his shoulder. "Promise!"
His arms instinctively, protectively wrapped around her. "I promise, sweetheart." There was a finality to the promise that made his coração feel heavy in his chest, but the girl shot up, a grin lighting up her eyes and dissipating his disdain.
"Okay," she agreed, hopping up. "Can we eat jantar now? I'm starving!"
"Of course. Let me help you down the ladder." The man stood and climbed down from the feno loft, then reached up and lowered his ward to the floor. She trotted to the celeiro door before realizing he had gone back up the ladder. "Uncle Mike!" she called. "What are you doing?"
There was a myriad of squeaks and mews in answer before the winged man came back down the ladder with an egg basket on his arm. Within was nestled the mound of kitten. Noëlle's eyes lit up, and before she could worry over the mother cat, the calico appeared at the topo, início of the ladder. She balanced at the topo, início a moment before leaping cleanly to the dirt floor, as if she had performed the same action a dozen times in pursuit of mice, and trotted after the man carrying her gatinhos in one arm and the little girl on his shoulder. He may not have been her father, but Michael could ensure with all his might that the little girl would always feel the amor of an entire family.
 Literal fluff~
Literal fluff~
posted by Robin_Love
In this life, in my past ones, I've been called many names. My name becomes a mockery to others who don't know my powers. Despite the form I now am, I remember everything from my past; still feel pain from wounds long atrás healed. Some call it destiny, other fate, but it's just life. I've passed from one life to the seguinte without so much as minutos passing by. I've died many times, some por my own hands. Yet it seems this is my curse, my burden to carry. I have lost all close to me only to have new ones be taken por death. I'm a devil, a monster, a necromancer. I deserve nothing. Because of me,...
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Source: Not me!!!!!!!
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Source: Webernetz
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Source: The internets!
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 Melody's Father
Melody's Father
this artigo plus the seguinte will focus on the five Telepathic Torture rated PG-13.....Promise

Melody's Telepathic Torture
Melody burst open her eyes, she noticed a door so she ran through it immediately halting at the scene, it was the living room of the início she once lived in. She bit her lip walking through the room, her blood ran cool and she began to shake with fear. Suddenly the screaming of a woman was heard from the cozinha so she rush to it. Before she walked into the cozinha she spied in as the woman's screaming grew louder in her ears. To her surprise she saw a sight she though she'd...
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Kaya looked into the mirror as she gracefully placed the dark blue lipstick on her lips, she suddenly hears the floor squeaks from the dark area where the cama is. She doesn't glanced to the cama nor tries to make a sudden attack but rather she continues with her makeup. She picked up the eye pencil, used it and slow returned it to its place but with quick reflexes she threw the pencil por its point to the dark shot.
"What are you doing here Lelisa?" She asked bluntly, the cama lamp was switched on shining the light a devious redhead putting the pencil that was a few cm from her side of her face....
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Names: Eliezer (eh l ee eh zu r) and Cole Michels
Alias: Spectrum and Holcate
Powers: Healing, like their father, and flight, minus the wings, telekinesis
Costume/civvies Civvies: Both teens wear jeans, and black converse, but Eliezer wears a white t-shirt and Cole wears blue. Costume: All black and a cloak.
Past: Being the twins of Jack and Alex Michels, both teens grew up happily. Until their mother was struck sick. Of course, she lived. It was a rough journey. Both teens were sent back to prevent anything that could caused her to become sick.
Other: Both teens know of the School but haven't come in contact with them.
-They're very protective of each other.
-Hate anything to do with the School, and Cadmus.
-While Eliezer can tell you anything and everything about the Holocaust, Cole, has the same disorder as Jack, not being able to put face with names.
posted by GlitterPuff
 Maxine
Maxine
Maxine grabbed a root cerveja from the fridge and plopped herself down on the couch, dreading the event that would take place in Rene’s apartment in a few minutes. The red head came out of her room in leggings, a sweatshirt, and boot slippers, then picked up the bowl of pipoca in the cozinha and set it down on the mesa, tabela in front of the couch. She went to the DVD player and put in their first movie: Finding Nemo. Maxine groaned when she saw the movie choice, making Rene giggle as she went to her spot on the couch. Just when the movie was about to start, Amara came out of her room in footie pajama’s...
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posted by Gunfire
 Zack's Hero/cyberspace costume
Zack's Hero/cyberspace costume
Name: Techno
ID: Zack
age: 17
Apearnce: black spiky hiar, whit dark bleaw hears truw it thad ligt up whne he uses his powers ( a side efect frome the experimend), a bit slender, bluuw eyes (same reson as hiar).
Civies: sneakers, jeans, balck whit dark bleuw shirt.
Hero/cyberspace costume: see pic (he mosly wears this)
Personalety: a bit shy, protective, loves technolagie and electronics, mosly calm.
Powers: can control al electronicks, can get into al electroninc, can bring electronincs to live, cane make litenting.
Skilles: can hack anyting, can repair, most electroniks, knowes hand to hand combat....
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posted by SilverWings13
The following is a response to link por McLovin. Enjoy~

"-and I don't even know how long we're going to be here. I mean, we're already spending natal and probably New Year's as fugitives in a foreign country with two unfamiliar Russians- I mean don't get me wrong, I amor Sasha and Vika's a great roommate and I'm totally grateful that they were willing to take us in. But I just wanted to be home in time to spend the holidays with the team and my boyfriend."
Aryess ceased her pacing and fell onto the sole sofá of the living room. Declan, who had listened to his sister's ranting for an impressive...
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posted by BloodyMascara_
I needed Ciel and Mel fluff. ._.






Mel had her arms wrapped around Ciel's neck, and her legs around his waist. Her head against the soft pele, peles capuz, capa that rested on his back.
"Almost there." Ciel patted her legs.
"Okay, Buh buh." Clearly, she was half asleep and agreed with anything he said. He flashed a smile, and looked off at the train station less than half a mile away. Continuing through the snow, his boots crushed snow, leaving prints. He was taking her to the place they first met, she's always wanted to go there again, they just never got around to it. But he had cleared his schedule, just for...
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posted by ValacYJ
Sometime in the future...not telling when!

What if all you understand,
Could fit into the center of our hand,
 

"Alright boys, this is it. You go in fighting, you come out alive. You go in and screw around you're dead" The unnatural's stood in front of a half collapsed building.  "Naliak, how much time do we have?"

Then you found it wasn't you,
Who held the sum of everything you knew,
 

"Around ten minutes." Naliak looked at his watch. 
"Good. Naliak, Edel. You two rescue the remaining victims. Scuro, keep the area secure, once the area is clear of civilians, bring the rest of the that building....
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