I had too much fun with this! Just so toi know, when she gets to a certain level of excitement, Cat will shout things in aléatoire languages, even gibberish.
A little black kitten wandered into the lounge room. It hopped up on the sofa and curled into a little fluffy ball on someone's lap. Blade looked down at the little ball of fourrure in her lap. Blade Howard was not one to be soft. But the sight of the cat melted her. She picked it up and looked into it's purple gaze.
“Hey little kitty! Aren't toi adorable?!”
The cat let out a soft “mew” and started to purr. Blade cuddled it, stroking the soft fur. Scott entered the room.
“What'cha got their Blade?”
“Something toi can't have!”
He gave her a funny look before his gaze was directed to the thing in her arms. A knowing smirk lit his face and he walked into the kitchen. Blade followed, still holding the kitten.
“Why do toi have that smirk on your face?”
Scott ignored her and got out supplies for baking. Blade glared at him until the little kitten pawed her arm and licked her hand. She smiled down at it and stroked it again. The purring started and Blade looked back to Scott.
“Are toi a jealous kitty?”
He scoffed at her question, mixing ingredients.
“That a yes?”
He didn't answer and placed things on a cookie sheet.
“That's a yes.”
He slid the sheet into the four and walked into the living room area. Blade followed once more. The kitten kept getting Blade's attention.
“Why toi jealous Scotty?”
He opened a magazine and flipped through it.
“Is it because Cat hasn't been around?”
He skimmed a few articles before looking at he recepies.
“Do toi miss your kitty?” she teased.
It didn't seem long before the timer on the four went off. Scott walked back to the kitchen, Blade following. The smell of chocolat chip biscuits, cookies filled the air. The cat leapt out of Blade's arms and onto the floor. A few secondes later, Cat was hugging Scott tightly, a cookie in each hand.
“I l’amour toi Relampaco Blanco!!!”
Scott smiled and Blade blinked.
“What?”
“ Relampaco Blanco is Spanish for White Lightning,” Scott explained.
“No I mean...what just happened?”
“Easy. toi just got scammed.”
A little black kitten wandered into the lounge room. It hopped up on the sofa and curled into a little fluffy ball on someone's lap. Blade looked down at the little ball of fourrure in her lap. Blade Howard was not one to be soft. But the sight of the cat melted her. She picked it up and looked into it's purple gaze.
“Hey little kitty! Aren't toi adorable?!”
The cat let out a soft “mew” and started to purr. Blade cuddled it, stroking the soft fur. Scott entered the room.
“What'cha got their Blade?”
“Something toi can't have!”
He gave her a funny look before his gaze was directed to the thing in her arms. A knowing smirk lit his face and he walked into the kitchen. Blade followed, still holding the kitten.
“Why do toi have that smirk on your face?”
Scott ignored her and got out supplies for baking. Blade glared at him until the little kitten pawed her arm and licked her hand. She smiled down at it and stroked it again. The purring started and Blade looked back to Scott.
“Are toi a jealous kitty?”
He scoffed at her question, mixing ingredients.
“That a yes?”
He didn't answer and placed things on a cookie sheet.
“That's a yes.”
He slid the sheet into the four and walked into the living room area. Blade followed once more. The kitten kept getting Blade's attention.
“Why toi jealous Scotty?”
He opened a magazine and flipped through it.
“Is it because Cat hasn't been around?”
He skimmed a few articles before looking at he recepies.
“Do toi miss your kitty?” she teased.
It didn't seem long before the timer on the four went off. Scott walked back to the kitchen, Blade following. The smell of chocolat chip biscuits, cookies filled the air. The cat leapt out of Blade's arms and onto the floor. A few secondes later, Cat was hugging Scott tightly, a cookie in each hand.
“I l’amour toi Relampaco Blanco!!!”
Scott smiled and Blade blinked.
“What?”
“ Relampaco Blanco is Spanish for White Lightning,” Scott explained.
“No I mean...what just happened?”
“Easy. toi just got scammed.”
Name: Johnny (classified)
Alias: Gage..
Age:16
Powers: Black/Dark Magic, Teleport, Shape Shift, and That's it..
Looks: Brown Hair, Dark Eyes, 6'1, tan skin..
Past: He has a normal past.. he dated Blade through high school... until she "broke" his heart.
He became angry and wanted vengence.. he got into some dark magic and got his powers. His family thinks he ran away.. He still thinks Blade loves him.. and has a passionate hate for Terror.
((I know its not long and descriptive sorry and I really don't think he should have a dark past :) ))
Alias: Gage..
Age:16
Powers: Black/Dark Magic, Teleport, Shape Shift, and That's it..
Looks: Brown Hair, Dark Eyes, 6'1, tan skin..
Past: He has a normal past.. he dated Blade through high school... until she "broke" his heart.
He became angry and wanted vengence.. he got into some dark magic and got his powers. His family thinks he ran away.. He still thinks Blade loves him.. and has a passionate hate for Terror.
((I know its not long and descriptive sorry and I really don't think he should have a dark past :) ))
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Lizzie
Trying to explain to Skylar why and what she wont say, and why the past may not matter, and why life sucks
Life Is a Sin : par Dox Eternal (ask me who that is okay, if u dont know)
Why is it a sin?
Does it really matter where i've been?
Life can take us on journeys
that no one else would understand.
If life is a sin,
Why don't we just stop livin'?
For us life may not be true,
life throws us feu and we wont know what to do.
l’amour is part of life,
But living is sin,
It makes no sense anymore,
we will never win.
l’amour is lie, that we just keep on livin'
becasue life is a sin,
i will never understand,
Even though i aint perfect,
I am emotional,
But toi wouldn't understand
i am some one else,
B/c i'm not really who u tihnk i am,
iam, iam.
Because life is a sin,
i will never fit in,
I know,
l’amour is life, but life aint good for you,
life is a sin,
and i will never know what to do, for you.
Life Is a Sin : par Dox Eternal (ask me who that is okay, if u dont know)
Why is it a sin?
Does it really matter where i've been?
Life can take us on journeys
that no one else would understand.
If life is a sin,
Why don't we just stop livin'?
For us life may not be true,
life throws us feu and we wont know what to do.
l’amour is part of life,
But living is sin,
It makes no sense anymore,
we will never win.
l’amour is lie, that we just keep on livin'
becasue life is a sin,
i will never understand,
Even though i aint perfect,
I am emotional,
But toi wouldn't understand
i am some one else,
B/c i'm not really who u tihnk i am,
iam, iam.
Because life is a sin,
i will never fit in,
I know,
l’amour is life, but life aint good for you,
life is a sin,
and i will never know what to do, for you.
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