unfallenangel

Falling from Heaven {SinfulSkills ~ unfallenangel}

The whole world seemed to turn on its axis as Jo drove to the mansion. Leon seemed to be going in and out of consciousness the whole time. She couldn't seem to get there fast enough, and once she did she watched helplessly as Curt and Hue dragged Leon up the stairs and into the mansion. Tears blurred her vision, but she could have sworn that he called out to her somehow. Jo rushed through the mansion to keep up with them, but was cut short by Hue as he pulled her back out of the room so Curt could work. She blinked up at him, not understanding for a moment, trying to listen to what was going on.

What happened. That's what he had asked her, wasn't it? She thought for a moment. What had actually happened? "Well..." She paused, trying to catch her breath. "I had met some friends at the coast and we were surfing. Leon was surfing as well, and he was fine! We were in the water for a few hours." She stopped and craned her neck over Hue's shoulder to try and see into the room. "What's happening, Hue?" She asked, desperate to be out of the dark.

He remained calm and urged her forward in her story. "We sat on the beach and talked, he granted a few wishes, we talked a little more, and then we packed up and were headed for the Jeep when he collapsed. I managed to get him into the backseat, but I don't think he was really awake for any of it." Shifting her weight from one foot to the other, she bit her lip. Her stomach felt like it was in knots. Jo flinched as Leon let out a loud scream from within his bedroom. Her eyes met Hue's once more. "When he's awake I want to see him. I'm going to sit in the living room." She tried to peak into the room once more before turning to go. "He asked me to stay, I think, so please tell him I did and get me as soon as he wakes up," She begged and tucked a stray hair behind her ear.

This whole day had been one from a dream, until about 30 minutes ago. It had all went to shit after that. Jo sat down on the sofa and hugged a pillow to herself. Jiggling her foot off the edge of the couch, she became more and more antsy. "I wonder if Isabelle is here," she wondered a loud. Looking around the room to see if anyone was there, and noting that no one was around, she got up and began exploring the mansion a little and wandering from room to room. there was no way in hell that she could just sit idly in the living room waiting.

Angels and Demons

With a glance over her shoulder, Chloe started back down the road toward the orphanage where she had parked her car. She was ready for this day to be over with and the crash in her motel room. She was covered in blood from head to toe from the vampire attacks. She hated vampires. Out of all the demons and monsters that she has to face, they were the worst. "Thanks for the help!" She called and shoved her hands in her pockets.

Lond en' i' Astald

@DisguisedDemon

Peyton cleared the smoke from her throat and smiled as it began to disappear. "We totally should," She responded and looked over her shoulder as the teacher was wrapping up the rest of class. "You were pretty good at this too though," She said and lightly hit Sophia on the upper arm. She was getting antsy to get out of this class. "I'm just ready for the day to be over." They walked back over to the bleachers and started gathering their things. Peyton reached into her bag and sighed audibly when her fingertips brushed against the smooth surface of her egg.

Lond en' i' Astald

@DisguisedDemon

Sounds good to me. Peyton isn't super great at it yet so it won't be a total slaughter victory or anything

Lond en' i' Astald

Yes yes I do lol@DisguisedDemon

Lond en' i' Astald

I'm still here

Falling from Heaven {SinfulSkills ~ unfallenangel}

Jo clicked her tongue against her teeth as she listened to him speaking. She found even the sound of his voice seemed to be hypnotic. Blinking her eyes, she tried to pry herself from the trance we was weaving. She was still staring into the distance of the horizon trying not to look him in the eyes again. If she continued to stare into the golden gaze, she didn't know what would happen. It was only when he stood up and brushed the sand from his shorts that she actually remembered they had a job to do.

Leon was only a few feet in front of her as they walked to the car. She had her board under her right arm and her towel draped across her left shoulder. Jo wasn't paying to much attention to her surroundings because she was watching Leon closely. He seemed to move with the elegant grace of a big cat. She looked over her shoulder at the ocean one last time for the day and nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard a guttural groan.

Dropping her board and towel where she stood, she sprinted the few feet to where Leon laid on the ground, cradling his thigh. Jo could see the thick black lines of a tattoo just underneath his short leg. Leon was rolling to the side and muttering incoherently. "Shit shit shit shit shit, Leon? Leon, are you okay?" She dropped to her knees beside him and tried to pull his upper body into a sitting position. The tattoo seemed to radiate heat.

Jo looked around and saw that people were starting to stop and stare. She used every once of strength she had to tug him to his feet and half walk half carry him to her jump. She sat him slightly roughly in the backseat. "Sorry," She muttered and leaned across him to swing his feet in. Jo ran back to grab both boards and then climbed in the jeep beside Leon. She didn't know what to do or what was happening. Gods can't die from sunburn right? "Leon?" She said gently and touched his cheek. His eyes were still scrunched closed and his face was twisted in pain. "What do I do?"

She called the first person she could think of that might know what to do. "Curt?" She nearly gasped when he answered on the second ring. "Leon is, well, I don't know." She paused for a moment to catch her breath. Her heart was nearly beating out of her chest. "He collapsed on his way to the car and his tattoo on his thigh is burning him. She hung up and got into the driver seat. "Mansion. I'm going to get you to the mansion, Leon. Hold on." She put the jeep in gear and started to drive.

X-MEN: Equilibrium (closed)

GRACE POTTER

Location: Institute Grounds and basement
Interastion: everyone

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The sun was warm against Grace's face. She was sitting against the windowsill in her room with the glass pane open, allowing the warm summer breeze to flow through. She thought about the warehouse and how she had acted a fool. She didn't understand why she had let that man get to her so much. The argument had gotten far too heated and she had ended it with yelling and Raylan throwing a chain at her. She had just closed the door when it slammed hard into the metal.

Opening her eyes, she continued with the task she was trying to distract herself with. A sketch in a plain leather bound sketch book. She hadn't told many people that she could draw, because her work was intimate for her. She poured her soul into each sketch, charcoal etch, painting, and photo that she had tucked neatly into the book. Letting her pencil glide across the page, she traced line after line, not even thinking about what she was drawing.

Once she realized she was nearly finished, she brushed the remaining eraser shavings off the page and looked down at her work. On the page stood out two perfectly etched eyes. Strong and angry. She recognized them immediately because she had stood just inches from them a few hours ago. She groaned and ripped out the page, balling it up and shoving it in her pocket. Grace was worried because Raylan still wasn't back at the institute and she knew what the equalists could do. "Speaking of..." She looked down at her cell phone. "Shit!" It was nearly 7:45. She jumped up and slammed her window shut, heading out to the basement to meet the others, sketch in her pocket all but forgotten.

taking the steps two at a time, she rounded the corner and came to a bouncing stop when she saw that there were people in the room that she didn't recognize. Grace spotted Christie in the corner and trudged toward her. She hadn't spoken to Christie since she went thermonuclear in the warehouse. Leaning against the wall, she shoved her hands in her pockets and fiddled with the crumpled paper. Waiting patiently, she looked at Professor Latour for guidance.

Falling from Heaven {SinfulSkills ~ unfallenangel}

*face palm*
Can I just say that I am such an idiot for not saying thank you? My bad!

X-MEN: Equilibrium (closed)

I went to a con today and I realized something.... I cannot handle beautiful people... specifically guys.... I cannot talk to beautiful guys without internally screaming...

@Ace of flames01

Me either girl!