A super-huge-massive-big thank you to silklungs who has made me beautiful new Profile,, Gallery, and Journal layouts! They are nothing if not sexy, and I keep staring at them all in awe and wonder. Don't think I have ever had a profile look this good!
I cut all of my hair off! It is really drastic, but I went to the hair dresser looking to have my hair dyed and she told me it was so dead it needed to go... So I cut it all off! It is weird having a bob again, having basically cut my hair in half. I love it though, forgotten how much easier it is having hair chin length, but also that it actually suits me. Might keep it short instead of growing it out
Amazing Saturday all round... happy! Happy! HAPPY!
Oh yeah, she plays the lead bitch on the series, so that's probably why half the gifs are from it It's a series about trained assassins in this covert operation called Division, that's being funded by the government or something. There's this girl Nikita that's a great spy and assassin, but left Division and now hates them and wants to take Division down, by the means of getting a spy inside the operation.And then there's Amanda (Melinda Clarke), who plays a large role in Division, but isn't the leader, but tries and succeeds to take it over.Well, there's a lot more to it but that's sorta the description. It's been a while since I watched it Oh yeah, there's also a guy who she loves in Division. But -spoiler!- she's able to get him on her side sort of.
I need to see everything written in one place. Just to speak.
June 17, 2014, 11:21:am
In the last twenty four hours I have found out that one of my best friends, a brother to me, has cheated on another friend. That he himself calls himself a cunt, a liar, a horrible person. I sat on a cold step for two hours at two in the morning listening to him talk about everything. I had to listen to his misogynistic opinions of women. How he can get any woman he wants, can get my friend if he wants and have her any time he wants. He physically hurt another friend, all drunk on gin. Our family fell apart. Entirely apart. The one person I wanted was Josh, and today he broke up with me. He can't do this anymore, he says we're not working and che can't see us getting better. He loves me, isn't in love with me.
In my life, outside of this site, I have five people. Five who aren't my blood, but three I consider blood. They are my family. We call ourselves family, we call ourselves the pack. Everyone is angry, and hurt, and upset. Josh has left me. George is gone, and all we can do is choose whether or not to help him. He is a mentally broken, and hurting those who are closest to him.
I feel so empty. I feel so broken. I can't breath, and just don't know what to do.
I need to see everything written in one place. Just to speak.
June 18, 2014, 01:12:pm
Thank you all so much, I really needed to read these messages (: <3 I'm kind of empty right now, just don't really know how to feel. Keep crying, going blank, hysterical, empty and then repeating. Nysa cubed shgsgudsgudsugdssuugscgusugsdguschucshbjbcsbschubdjbcsbjcsuhsc <<<<<< that is my mind.
I need to see everything written in one place. Just to speak.
June 18, 2014, 08:44:pm
I am so sorry to hear this Alexa, this has to be very hard, not only are you dealing with a personal trauma, but you are also in the middle of friends trauma. Just remember, while the one boy is your friend, he dug the hole, right now you need to focus on yourself, and have a shoulder to cry on, the last thing you need is more drama babe.<3
I need to see everything written in one place. Just to speak.
June 20, 2014, 12:52:am
from the day we first started talking I knew you were an amazing person. You are one of my oldest friends and definitely one of my closest friends. Regardless of time zones, and even though we are oceans apart, I will ALWAYS be here for you if you ever need to vent, cry, rant, smash, or cuss someone out. Just let me know you're angry and I'll patiently wait until you're all done and I won't ever be angry with what you say because I know deep down you're just going through some personal turmoil.I've leaned on you in the past when I needed a friend and I will always be here for you. For forever and a day, I will always be someone you can turn to when you need a friendly face <3
After several months of work, and getting through my second year of uni, LUMOS IS FINALLY OPEN!
There is a lot going on in the cult, and the staff have worked bloody hard to make it epic.
If you're a fan of Harry Potter or RP than this is the cult for you (:
Also new RPer's welcome - there are help threads and a friendly environment to get you going.
CHECK IT OUT!
Lumos is a roleplay cult set in the Harry Potter universe, and unique in that we offer members the chance to roleplay not just in the world of Hogwarts but also in the wizarding world outside of the famous school, with both original and canon characters welcome.
We strive to offer our members not only a friendly and welcoming environment in which to roleplay, but also in making the cult as interactive as possible with members having a say in the cult story line and plot twists. All roleplayers are welcome, whether you are a seasoned RPer or new to the game! Join in the cult storyline or follow your own path, this cult really is what you make of it.
We offer something for everyone and you can never be bored with everything from house challenges to homework, Death Eaters to Dumbledore's Army! So what are you waiting for? Put your wand up in the air and join in the magic!
Twenty four years after the death of Voldemort and the fall of the Death Eaters, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry still stands proud. The castle was rebuilt after the final battle, once more accepting students from all across the United Kingdom, under the watchful eye of the new Headmistress Minerva McGonagall. Five years ago she retired, welcoming a new Headmaster in the form of Cambric Draconem. Although much has changed the principles of the school live on, welcoming all those with magical abilities and teaching them everything they could need to know about the wizarding world and magic. But a new dark age is fast approaching, one which could divide the wizarding world forever.
A new Minister for Magic, Xavier Aurum, has been voted into power with his anti-muggleborn propaganda and pureblood values. The changes have been slow, with him first introducing smaller laws that discriminate towards those born to muggle parents. But over time he became bolder as his support grew. Muggleborns are no longer allowed to own their own business, and have to prove magical ability to marry a person of pure or half blood. This is nothing compared to what is happening to those considered to be half-breeds, with everyone from werewolves to centaurs being affected. The purification of the wizarding community is the Ministry's top priority, only those of pure-blood are truly safe.
In this time the Minster for Magic has appointed several members of the Ministry to watch over the next generation, placing them within Hogwarts itself and giving them power of staff and students. Introducing educational decrees aplenty under the presence of the High Inquisitor they are slowly infiltrating every corner of the school. They aim to gain full control of the student body, using the Inquisitorial Squad to patrol the corridors and report of any student rebellions.
In this time of war, where the evil being fought is one of law and power, a new battle is being waged. The Order of the Pheonix has once more risen from the ashes, with Dean Thomas as their leader. Dumbledore's Army is secretly rebelling within Hogwarts, having been reformed by James Potter, and fighting for the rights of their fellow students. Those remaining of the Death Eaters, under Pansy Parkinson's new leadership, have aligned with those who share their values, using fear and politics to achieve their end as they gain control of the Ministry, Hogwarts, and the wizarding world. All the different fractions have reformed under their original banners, fighting for what they believe in on both the side of light and dark. Whose side will you be on?
The Ministry is once more interfering at Hogwarts, and in the lives of the entire wizarding world. In the battle of what is right and what is easy, which side will you take?
...Have the relationship talk with your boyfriend?
I love Josh more than I ever thought I would or could love anyone.
But I don't think he's in the same place, but I do need to know if he is or isn't.
And I just don't know how to broach the subject of: are you in for the long term?
I know you love me, but are you in love with me?
'Cus I am in love with you and knowing you aren't coming over tonight hurts.
Even though we had no plans I feel rejected.
And I don't fucking know why.
I am a sap.
A sad, pathetic, sap.
I've only had that talk once, and nothing came of it. He was a piece of shit so he doesn't even matter now haha. If you love this guy, tell him. Let him know that you want to be with him for the long run. If he doesn't reciprocate, obviously he's crazy because who wouldn't want to be with you, honestly?
Thank you guys for all the advice! I realized last night that part of my problem is that I haven't taken my antidepressants in a week. My sleep pattern has been none existent, and I hadn't realised I hadn't taken them -_- It's why I've been all over the place this week.Chloe, thank you honey V, of dear god yes please!
Pictures for Ghost - LAST ONE I PROMISE.
June 06, 2014, 11:54:am
Thanks babe, they're all saved cropped at the right crop - just need resizing! These are the last characters I'm going to be making for A LONG BLOODY TIME. I'm now done I WON'T NEED ANY TAGS AFTER THIS I love my Ravie, Bella! And Amber is excited to meet Ashton
Latest photographs, and final ones to be handed in this school year! I've set everything up as you would see in a magazine (double page spreads) to show how they would look, including slight bullshit when it comes to the text on the beauty and fashion images
Click the images to make them full sized (A3).
Would love any feedback, writing up my sketchbook work and can put people's opinions in to it to give direct feedback and reactions - yey for attempting to get a first!
Will be updated tomorrow night with the main body of "Underground" which is photographs next to articles! It is a project me and one of my best friends (Jason who is joining VF soon!!!!!!) are going to continue on, we're so excite!!
I got bored and went looking for photos for Victoire Weasley. Found over sixty which were all gorgeous and somehow managed to cut it down - Diana Farkhullina is just so, so stunning. Fashion models as face claims = life <3 SO MUCH PICTURES.
I am utterly in love with my latest RP characters I made for Lumos, some might have to be transferred in to other cults River is my new baby I've wanted to use these faceclaims for so long - especially Peter Dinklage and Aimee Mullins. I've admired all these people for ages, it is so rare to get anyone with a physical disability in the media and they're such strong men and women. A lot of inspiration for them. EXCITEMENT!
River Lake - Ministry Worker
Face Claim: Peter Dinklage
Name: River Lake
Blood Status: Pureblood
Wand: Holly and dragon heart string, nine inches.
Magic School They Attended: Hogwarts, in Hufflepuff house.
What Position are they Applying for and Why? River works for the department of mysteries, keeping what he is working on a secret from the rest of his family. Although not the top of the department he runs, River has several Ministry workers under his command. Currently, they are working in the Death Chamber. The doorway has always been a mystery, and a terrifying one at that, which the Minister for Magic wants solved. River is unaware of why there has been a sudden interest on the doorway, and currently his work revolves around tedious amounts of research, but he throws himself in to it simply for the fascination of solving a mystery.
Personality River is brave and hardworking, but also a massive flirt and cocky. To put it simply, if you give him a task he will do it, and to the best of his ability and it will be done very well, but he will remind you after how good a job he did. And if you're his type? Expect a wink and a sly smile. However, his cocky nature aside, if you gain his trust or respect you can expect the utmost loyalty. He believes that trust comes before everything else, and his joking and arrogant nature aside, he takes matters of the heart very seriously. He hides his insecurities behind a cocky exterior but really he is a caring person who enjoys hardwork, not because he is talented or good at it, but because working hard is the right thing to do and flirts because he is scared of getting hurt in a relationship. River is very much a man of multiple levels: on the surface he is joking, cocky and flirtatious - he loves fun, and to laugh - but underneath it all he is hard working, loyal, caring and trustworthy.
Special Ability or Trait: River has an animagus form of a ferret. He started playing with transfiguration while at Hogwarts, and found he had skill in the field. Working on an animagus form came naturally to him, his animagus matching his patronus as so many do. The ferret has nearly silver fur, with a black mask and points.
History: River was born to a high brow pureblood family, the oldest son of three children. His parents were desperate to have an heir to their family estate, having always given it to the first born son. After realizing River's dwarfism, shame filled them. They gave him a first name to show how little like a Lake he was, naming their next child (a daughter) Ocean and their third child (the son they had always wanted) Atlantic. They pawned River off to a great aunt, who raised River with all the love she could give them. always referring to the pair of them as the black sheep of the family, she treated him as she would any other child and taught him how to overcome any obstacles thrown in his way. Because of this River has no doubts about what he is capable of, and is confident in who he is, his disability (though he loathes the word) having little affect on his daily life. It was simply another aspect of him, the same as hair colour or eyes.
At Hogwarts River fell in to Hufflepuff life with ease, being the embodiment of the best attributes of the house. By his seventh year he was also known for having some of the worst, having gotten around a sizable portion of their year - both male and female. Despite his alarming ability to pull with ease, his charm always shining through, River never settled down or found someone who could make him stay. Although the idea of being in love, having a family and a home appealed to him by the time he was thirty and in a steady job at the Ministry River was a confirmed bachelor.
Slowly working his way through the ranks, eventually reaching his dream job at working in the department of mysteries, River found an alarming number of people at the Ministry knew who he was. Though at first often considered the family joke, being easy to like meant this opinion was soon put behind other people. Eventually his parents approached him, old and both on their death bed, to apologize for their treatment of their son. Their own parents had influenced their decision, the couple scared and nervous first time parents. River's grandparents had convinced his birth parents they wouldn't be capable of raising a son who was "different". He instantly forgave his parents, being their when they both passed away in their sleep on the same night. He inherited their estate, it being split between himself and his two siblings, and currently lives in a house in the center of London.
Iris Rhodes - Auror
Face Claim: Aimee Mullins
Name: Iris Rhodes
Orientation: Attracted to both men and women.
Blood Status: Muggleborn
Wand: Willow and unicorn hair, eleven inches.
Magic School They Attended: Hogwarts, in Gryffindor house.
What Position are they Applying for and Why? After leaving Hogwarts, having heard of the history of the wizarding world through her fellow students and History of Magic lessons, Iris decided to join the auror office in any position they would take her one. Although wanting to be an auror she would have happily taken on a job simply doing paperwork if it meant she could help make sure what had previous happened to fellow muggleborns didn't happen again. As her luck would have it Iris, or rather through her hair work, Iris was taken on as a full time auror. She was talented at the role but despite that lost both her legs from just below the knee down on one of her missions. It didn't stop her, however, Iris instead using prosthetic limbs from the muggle world to continue her work. It anything her blades make Iris run that little bit faster, and jump that little bit further. With the help of magic, of course.
Personality Iris is a strong and kind girl, who puts others before herself in all situations. In working environments she is incredibly professional and put together, with amazing organisational skills. She is able to hide her insecurities behind he work, laughing off the loss of her legs despite the nightmares that still plague her. Although in her working life Iris can be a control freak, preferring to do a job herself rather than trust in others, her personal life is an entirely different matter. She trusts too easily in others, which can get her hurt. Although she is naturally a shy person when she is in new social situations, not relating to her work, she has learned to put on a confident exterior to mask this so no one can notice her insecurities about her legs. Because of this she can come across as slightly awkward, but once a person gets to know her she is very bubbly, open and also humble. Like all muggleborns she has lived through and seen a lot despite the war being over, and is aware of what everyone has gone through before her. Iris tries to be respectful of that and give everyone a chance, fighting tirelessly to help others. She believes the worst thing you can do to a person is give up on them.
Special Ability or Trait: Iris has an animagus form of a pure white dove. After the loss of her legs, while learning to walk again with her prophetic limbs, Iris became obsessed with getting out of her hospital bed without the use of mobility aids. They felt crippling to her, filling her with self doubt about a life she could have. Taking pity on her one of the healers helped Iris to learn how to become an animagus, taking her first flight around the ward after a month of lessons. She soon learned how to walk again after that, having proven she can do anything she puts her mind to. Iris is also a member of the Order of the Phoenix, being hand selected by Dean himself to work inside the auror office and feedback any information.
History: Iris was born to muggle parents, growing up outside of the wizarding community and believing herself to be just as normal as everyone else around her. At first her parents thought the letter to go to Hogwarts was a hoax, until one of the professors from the school arrived and told them about the wizarding world. In a state of shock, unable to believe it, Iris' parents nearly didn't let her go but after Iris begged they couldn't refuse her. She settled in to life at Hogwarts with ease, going in not knowing that being born of muggle parents made her any different from anyone else. Working hard, Iris was determined to make her parents proud and prove to them that they had made the right decision about letting her go.
After leaving Hogwarts, having heard of the history of the wizarding world through her fellow students and History of Magic lessons, Iris decided to join the auror office in any position they would take her one. Although wanting to be an auror she would have happily taken on a job simply doing paperwork if it meant she could help make sure what had previous happened to fellow muggleborns didn't happen again. As her luck would have it Iris, or rather through her hair work, Iris was taken on as a full time auror.
At the age of twenty one, while on a mission for the Auror Office, Iris was captured by a group of rogue Death Eaters while working under cover. One of them knew her from school, and knew she was a muggleborn, so the group set about torturing her. Rather than killing her outright when it became apparent that Iris wasn't going to give them any information, they decided to mark her to send the Ministry a message. Cutting off both her legs from just below the knee, they seal her wounds with magic to make sure St Mungo's couldn't use potion or magic to grow Iris' legs back. She spent two months at the hospital, learning to walk again through high quality muggle prosthetics that her parents bought for her. Although devastated by what had happened they couldn't have been prouder of their daughter. During this time she not only learned to walk again, but also learned to take an animagus form of a Dove. The healers also spent time casting spells on her new limbs, enchanting them to run faster and jump further than anyone without them could.
Despite the loss of her legs, and with it her confidence, Iris picked herself back up again to continue to fight for those like herself. She swore to protect everyone who needed it, making sure that under her watch what happened to her would never happen to anyone else. She worked harder, trained more, and became better than she ever was. This didn't go unnoticed by the people around her, with the Minister himself requesting her for his personal detail on multiple occasions. She also attracted the attention of Dean Thomas, who recruited her specifically because of her role in the Ministry. So dedicated to the job, those around never never suspected Iris of joining the Order or working against the Ministry. Openly speaking out against the Order and "vigilantism", she managed to cover herself and not be suspected of working against the Ministry as she really is.
Dorian Black - Brawn for Hire
Face Claim: Alex Minsky
Name: Dorian Black
Orientation: Attracted to both men and women, which is a nice way to call him a bit of a slut!
Blood Status: Halfblood
Wand: Oak and dragon heart string, twelve inches.
Magic School They Attended: America Academy of the Magics
What Job Do They Have: Holding down a steady job was never his style, so instead Dorian used magic in to doing muggle jobs for muggles. He did "manual labor" and always surprised everyone with how great and fast a job he could do compared to others, especially with only one leg! After that he moved to England, relocating to Diagon Alley where he took any job offered him. Along the way he ended up being muscle for hire, having spent some time in the US marines for ten years, after he left AAotM. It is an easy job, one he can do well knowing how to handle muggle weapons and a wand. He spends his free time at betting shops, drinking, and sleeping with anyone who'll have him.
Personality Dorian has the attitude of one which quite simply does not give a fuck, with the appearance of a rock star and the ability to drink alcohol like one too. He pretends not to care when in fact he does, putting on a hard show to fool others but also himself. Inside, however, he is a hard worker and also capable of caring for others. Fiercely loyal, he is a pack animal and once he is settled on a person or group he will defend and follow them to the end. Dorian is a flirt, never having had a romantic relationship and purely those based on lust. The only deep love he has known is the one he had for his family, having been primarily around men for the past ten years as he has been in the marines. A romantic love is something he has simply never considered, though he is capable of it if he only allows himself to open up to another.
Special Ability or Trait: N/A
History: Dorian grew up in California, born to a purebred to a pureblood father, and halfblood mother, living in an community with other witches and wizards. All late teenagers had the choice to remain in the community when they turn eighteen or else take three years out in the muggle world to see what life is like there. Dorian chose the second option, spending his first year travelling through the rest of the States and learning more about the muggle world. During this time he saw what it was like for muggles, and discovered the military. Returning home he got his parents permission to join the US Marines. At first they were entirely against it, afraid he would accidentally cast magic in anger and reveal their existence. He used his magics to disguise the prosthetic limb he wears to hide a birth defect, being able to keep up with all the muggles in training. He loved having to put his magics to one side, though he did use them to cheat one too many times.
Three years later and Dorian was rising in the ranks of the Marines quickly, changing his pack from his family and the community he grew up in to the military one he then surrounded himself with. Stronger and quicker than the muggles, all thanks to magic which he regularly abused, he was promoted time after time until he became a Lieutenant Colonel in ten years. It is what he is most proud of out of every achievement he has to his name.
But after ten years of service, having joined at the age of nineteen, Dorian wanted a new adventure and to simply retire. He decided to move to England, for hot British accents and strong liqueur if nothing else. there he settled down in London, primarily based in a flat on Diagon Alley. He soon fell in to the underbelly, hiding his past in the muggle world from all he met and pretending to have simply been off the grid for deep and dark reasons (he found it was a great way to pull at a bar). There he managed to start a reputation for himself through rumor, soon having other approach him for anything from betting to taking out the man their wife is cheating on them with. If it is a dirty, disrespectful, knarley job then Dorian will be happy to do it!
Haleema Hadrami - Seer
Face Claim: Maysoon Zayid
Name: Haleema Hadrami
Blood Status: Pureblood
Wand: Acacia and phoenix feather, nine inches but slightly thicker than most wands.
Magic School They Attended: Hogwarts, in Hufflepuff House.
What Job Do They Have: Haleema is a seer, with the ability to look in to the future. She primarily uses tea leaves and the crystal ball to tell a persons future, making personal house calls to her rich clientele. She also is a part time healer at St Mungo's, where she specializes in patient care. You will often find her roaming the wards and making sure those that are there are comfortable and happy.
Personality Haleema is her own person in the true sense of the phrase. She is very much free-spirited, and if she gets an idea in her head she won't stop until it is completed. She’s also the most optimistic and caring person you’ll ever meet. Haleema genuinely cares about others and will rush into a dangerous situation without thinking even if it just helps one person. She prides herself on somehow being able to draw the best out of a person no matter who they are, and she always sees the light in the dark. Despite her attitude towards others, Haleema is a strong woman who believes in herself. She isn't afraid to fight for others or what she believes in.
Special Ability or Trait: Haleema is a seer, having inherited the ability from her grandmother. She has very powerful skills, the trait having run in her family and blessed every first born daughter on her mothers side. She prefers to read tea leaves, or else use palmistry and crystal balls. She treats her gift with care,but has made a career from it having written several books on the matter.
History: Haleema was born with cerebral palsy, to a pureblood family of Palestinian descent. They were not the most traditional of families, having seer blood in their veins. Her parents had known since before she was conceived the struggles Haleema would have in her life, but they had also seen the joy she would have and that she would bring to others. They made it their life mission to make sure she had the best life she could, but also was able to look after herself. Their proudest moment was when she was hired by St Mungo's as a carer, to see her giving back and helping others. Haleema could take a potion to keep her shaking under control but she brushes it off, saying she was born the way she was and wouldn't want to change or hide that. It has held her back but only because other people have let it. Haleema doesn't see herself as handicapped and hates the word, often stating she has a career, a very impressive income, a beautiful home, a loving family and a wardrobe others would kill for. In what way is she handicapped?
Haleema has made a career from her positive nature and happy being. She has written several books on the subject of divination, specifically covering more positive aspects of the subject and ignoring death omens and other negative symbols. She has been asked to speak around the globe in multiple different wizarding communities, guest speaking at places of education and Ministries. She is widely acknowledged as one of the best in her field, having inherited the ability from her grandmother. She has very powerful skills, the trait having run in her family and blessed every first born daughter on her mothers side. Her family, the Hadrami's, are one of the best known for producing true seers.
Latest RP Characters - Disabled Pride
May 29, 2014, 09:15:pm
Oh definitely. If you have a ministry character other than River he could like start grilling her, and then River can save her with a few well placed words that could potentially cause a na na na na na response xD
I've been having some weird dreams I can't explain and thought I'd post a journal asking for opinions, thoughts and any advice. It has just kind of freaked me out and I don't really know what to make of it.
In the last twenty four hours I've have three dreams, and in each I've physically felt the pain of what I went through. I'm used to pain in my dreams, I have nightmares most night but that pain is always explainable because of the fibro. I know what it feels like, I know that pain - it sucks when I'm dreaming but I wake up and everything is good.
These last three dreams however have been filled with pain (both physical and emotional) but it hasn't been fibro pain. I've felt grazes on my hands and knees, and woke up with the pain of feeling scraped still there but no marring on my skin. I've felt a stake go in to my chest, and woke up with a deep pain in my chest. I've felt a bullet go through my shoulder, and the pain of watching a husband I don't have die before me at the hands of my father. And I felt something presses on my face, trying to crush my skull, and woke up to extreme pain in my temple and jaw on the same side as was being crushed BUT it wasn't pressed in to the pillow or had anything on it that could have caused the pain.
I literally have zero explanation as to why these dreams are happening or really what they mean. They all seem to be stories where I am one of my RP characters (Rose). The first one was her future, her possible death. The second one was her past, the death of her husband. The third I think was the present, though the person attacking her I didn't recognize and seemed to be a creature made of darkness.
Any thoughts? Suggestions? Insights? It is just getting a bit too weird.
Disclaimer: I'm ill and tired. This really isn't the best thing I have ever written, it is probably riddled with mistakes, but I needed to get it down before I forgot Revised version coming soon(ish)!
I'm ill today, for no apparent reason other than being ill, and having these weird almost lucid dreams.
One of them was about my primary RP character Rose (very powerful magi, ginger, badass, daddy issues), her job working security for V's character Christian (vampire, rules the world, bit of a man slut at times ), and several of mine and V's other characters (Dimitri, Emilie, Mathias). This is what the end chapter would be like if I ended up writing a book about Rose once I have finished the epic which is The Edge of Rain. This is her goodbye, unless Mathias and Christian found a way to save her which I could seriously see them doing
Anyways, here is the last fifteen seconds of Rose's life. Most heartbreaking dream I have ever had.
Rose's hair whipped around her face, red curls blown in every direction by the blades of the helicopter above. Hand shielding her eyes, Rose tried to put on a brave face and offer it's passengers as a smile as they took off. She should be turning and running, trying to find Christian somewhere on the rooftops that surrounded them, but Rose couldn't quite tear her eyes away from those who were looking down on her from above. Mathias, her husband of three days, looking at her the way he always did when he thought Rose wasn't looking. Christian's twin girls, frightened and unsure of whatever was happening around them. Emilie, the vampiress who hatred for Rose was only matched by Rose's feeling towards her, a look in the woman's eyes causing Rose to quail slightly.
It was that look from Emilie which made Rose turn, draw her eyes away from her husband, and run in the opposite direction. Christian had told her to go with them, get herself out of there and his family to safety, but the skies were clear and Mathias was with them. Rose knew he would protect them, he'd do it for her even if not for the reasons he should.
High heels sending gravel in every direction, the small stones which covered the flat rooftops creating a wave in Rose's wake, the magi ran faster than she ever had before. The sound of gunfire and shouting becoming louder with each step, as Rose made headed for the sound one roof over. The edge of the building was approaching her too quickly, with no time to calculate the jump of ten feet to the other side. Beyond that the battle raged, two rooftops down and ten seconds away. Ten seconds if she didn't miss her jump. Ten seconds Rose landed on her feet. Ten seconds to get to Christian and get him out of there. Going for brute strength, making sure she cleared to seven foot gap above a fifty story fall, Rose leaped without hesitation over the abyss, legs and arms moving as if she were still running rather than moving through the air.
Feet scraping the ground, hands grazed by the gravel roof, Rose swore loudly as she landed on her hands and knees. Scrambling to her feet, stones leaving marks on her exposed skin, she started to run once more. She could see the battle from where she was, one final rooftop over and fifteen feet down. The closer she got the more Rose could see over the edge of the building she was on, and the faster it made her run. Dimitri, in his wolf form with fire streaming from his mouth, caught between three men she didn't recognize. Everywhere else the rest of her security team were fighting for their lives, two already dead and on the ground. She tried to focus on the bodies, tried to see who was where, but the chaos of twenty supernatural beings fighting for their lives raged around, with Christian nowhere in site.
Amid the mass of spells, weapons and hand to hand combat stood a lone figure holding a crossbow. Tall, slender and in a mask, Rose knew instantly he was the man behind the attack and his eyes were focused on Christian who was just out of her line of site. Hand up before herself, Rose sent a fireball straight in his direction. The burning heat, made of her own magics, rolled towards him in a heart beat. Rose's aim was perfect, the ball of heat and energy right on target, it going to hit the target she could feel it. Then disaster struck, one of her own men being thrown before the flame an engulfed in the heat of her energies. Drawing it away, breathless, too shocked by what she saw to even curse, Rose felt the ball of magic fly back in to her chest as she engulfed to flames.
Dizzy, the usual feeling of being high rolling over her as Rose's magics were reunited with her body, she swayed on the edge of the building. Eyes roving over the scene before her they found the marksman once more, following where his bow was pointing to a figure directly below her. Fifteen feet down, surrounded on all sides, was Christian. There was no time to stop and think, no time to shout and warn him, in that instant Rose did the only thing she could do to save him, and the one thing she had always known would eventually happen. It had been inevitable since her first day working as private security, and a miracle she hadn't needed to do it sooner. Rose jumped off the edge, and in to the line of fire.
Air rushed around her, hair flying upwards in a long streak of red like fire. Her tiny body, barely five foot three, grew closer and closer to the ground. A millisecond too late and the stake now flying through the air would find it's intended target, Rose had to be on point, she had to be perfectly positioned to save the vampire below her. There were no second chances, no apologizes if it went wrong or asking for do overs. The decision she had always known she would have to make one day had finally arrived: her life, or Christian's. Really, giving her life for the vampire was no decision at all.
The stake hit Rose full in the chest, the wood easily penetrating her skin and finding the mark she hoped it would. She could feel muscles and bone giving way, the exterior cracking and breaking as the wood broke through to her heart and lung. Suddenly struggling for breath, the feeling of her insides being out, Rose felt her body contort around the impact. Being thrown backwards, the sheer force of the stake sending her crashing back in to stone chest of Christian. Rose's head snapped backwards and forwards as if she had been in a car crash, pain radiating throughout her body, a heat cascading from her chest as the crisp white shirt she wore stained red. Legs somehow finding the ground, the fall having felt as if it would never end, one ankle went sideways below her, exposing the bone. Stumbling, hands reaching out to hold anything in an attempt to stand, Rose found herself clinging to the vampire whose existence she had saved.
Blood dribbled from her mouth, the life literally draining from her. Somewhere, deep within, the pain had started to leave. Her magics flocking to the hole in her chest, Rose's very being crying out at what was happening, they pooled just below the stake. Wish a blast the likes of which Rose had ever known, all the magic she held left her in a stream of blazing light. A crescent, radiating out across the rooftop, every person it came in to contact with fell before her. Heat and flame consumed the sky, before pulling back in to Rose like a vacuum, in a rush of air and power that finally caused Rose to hit the ground, her vision blurring as darkness consumed her.
Minus Five Seconds
Somewhere, deep within Rose's subconscious, she became aware the pain was gone. She felt light, dizzy, the sensation of being high consuming her mind as she tried to focus on the voices around her. Dimitri with his thick Russian accent talking in a tone she had never heard before. 'You need to get here now, it's Rose. Just get out of that fucking helicopter and get here.' Rose wished she had talked to him, forgiven him and begged for forgiveness. Tried to mend their petty argument, crossed that bridge she had sworn to have forever burned. She tried to speak, to find words, to call out to him and tell the werewolf to protect her sister, to look after Mathias. To tell him she was sorry, that she loved him, that Dimitri was the only real friend she had ever hand. To say anything.
Something cold was on her cheek, a new sensation fighting through the chaos of her mind and body. A deep voice whispering to her, pulling her in a vice like grip as her body was lifted off the ground. Rose wanted to lean in to the being, to rest her head on their shoulder and let her body relax. Despite being limp, nothing more than dead weight, Rose felt heavy with her skin stretched too tight. Blood pounded in her eyes, heartbeat slowing in her chest, as the being rocked her back and forth. She was safe in their arms, protected from the world around them as they held her to his cold chest.
"Christian," Rose managed to whisper in to the darkness.