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 Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2009 3:34 am
Tristain stayed pressed against Guillame as he made the phone call. He sighed softly and once Guillame was done on the phone he spoke up. "I know I am hot... It seems that everything about me now has to deal with smoke, and slightly with fire." He said softly. "I hope it doesn't bother you too much..." He said gently. He backed away from Guillame a little, but not too much. He didn't want to make Guillame feel uncomfortable, but he couldn't stand to be away from him either.
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 8:17 am
Adair lowered the phone from her ear before heading towards the park quickly. She made the best use possible of her longer legs as she sprinted, which was a feat that would have caused her to fall flat on her face before. She had noticed that Guillame's tone had been a bit different, leading to notice that her voice had changed along with her appearance. "Has nothing stayed the same?"
After her short sprint, Adair arrived at the park. Her gaze was drawn by the only two people there at that late hour. She reasoned that it must be them, so she walked over slowly and cautiously. When she reached them her eyes darted around, taking their new appearances in completely.
She wore a small half-smile. "It looks like you did know exactly what I was talking about."
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 9:13 am
Guillame shifted his attention to the woman's voice that came close to them. Instantly he put up his guard, just in case. The voice was familiar though, he'd just heard it not too long ago. Adair. Guillame did a once-over of the new Adair and it wasn't disappointing. To put it simply, she was stunningly beautiful. He couldn't help but notice, his eyes widened to take in her appearance though he recovered quickly.
"You look....tu est vraiment belle. You are very beautiful...more so than when I last saw you." Guillame found it hard to speak coherently, he cursed himself for his lack of articulation.
"It seems much has changed in less than twenty-four hours, not that I am complaining." Guillame unhitched himself from his perch on the bench and strolled over to Adair, his hands in his pockets. He wasn't used to the growth spurt he'd gone through in the change, his legs were much longer and so were his strides. Guillame stood about half a foot away from Adair, careful not to touch her in fear of what might happen.
"Are you feeling okay?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 9:38 am
If Adair was surprised by the compliment, she didn't show it. Her face was impassive as she replied. "I could say the same about the two of you...." She looked over at Tristan and her eyes widened as she noticed all of the smoke.
"I'm feeling fine, just.... a little cold." She looked up at Guillame. "What about you?You've gotten taller, and Tristan is smoking. What on earth do you think happened?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 9:44 am
"If I knew anything I would have told you already wouldn't I?" Guillame scowled, lack of knowledge bothered him especially in these circumstances.
"Whatever it is though...I welcome it." With a long sigh Guillame added. "I am sorry you are cold, I would warm you up if it were possible but alas...I cannot. The last woman I touched coughed up blood and her face started bubbling it was a very nasty sight and she ran away screaming. The best I am able to do for you is," Guillame shrugged off his jacket and handed it over to Adair. He only wore his rather 'normal' white collared shirt inside, the lack of his black jacket made his hair seem darker....more black than it had already been. "That is all I can do as of now..." He finished, running a hand though his hair.
"You've become.....stunningly beautiful actually. I can't seem to remove my eyes from you, do not tell me that is your ability. That is highly unfair for men." Guillame stuck his hands back into his pocket, afraid to touch anyone.
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 10:09 am
Tristain sighed when Adair showed up. "Looks like my Guillame wasn't the only one that got hotter." He said as he hopped off the table and linked arms with the Frenchman. He had heard that Adair was cold, and he knew he could probably heat her up, using his new powers, but for some reason he couldn't bring himself to care. "But, I agree with Guillame. I welcome these changes as well." He said grinning widely. He loved this new found power, even with the almost constant haze of smoke surrounding him. He took another drag from the cigarette and blew the smoke out into the midnight air as he leaned against Guillame slightly.
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 10:43 am
"Power? I doubt that that would be a power, but it is a possibility." Adair shrugged slightly and stared past them into the distance. "The mirror... At home, when I touched the mirror it froze. I would consider that to be more likely."
She put the jacket on, but after a moment she furrowed her eyebrows in slight confusion. "Thank you for the jacket, but it doesn't seem to be helping at all. If anything, it is even colder than before." Pulling the jacket closer around her, she continued with a slightly impish grin. "I'm not so sure about this change, but I'm going to make the most of it."
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 10:54 am
Guillame heard his teeth snap shut when someone had touched him, he instinctively wanted to wrench his arm out of the person's grasp but noticed that it was just Tristan. With a relieved sigh, he relaxed just slightly. He frowned though, when he heard his jacket didn't help, he didn't know what else to do.
"What a shame...and here I thought I was doing a good thing." Guillame shook his head but offered Adair a smile. "You're cheating...usually that would work on a girl but you are different, that makes me very sad indeed. Tres maleursement pour moi." Guillame winked at Adair and looked to Tristan. It was an odd thing, Adair being cold and he himself was toasty warm. It hit him then, Tristan.
"Tristan has seemed to have become a walking furnace, maybe he will be able to warm you up in ways I cannot...but maybe I can warm you up in ways HE cannot..." Guillame grinned cat-like, at Adair.
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 12:57 pm
Alex was grinning like a fool. Within mere minutes he scored two women, and they never even exchanged names. Just in the moment, hot, frantic... well, you know. Alex was starting to understand something, though. He wasn't scoring women just on his devilishly good looks or the way he spoke... it was something else. He had realized it with the last woman, as she seemed a bit more sane after their brief encounter. And the further Alex was, the saner she became. Alex sat on the road, watching as the rare passerby suddenly became very aware of Alex's presence. Alex soon noticed a common thing: their nose. They would smell him like some sort of creeper. Not that he didn't mind. Alex stood and stretched, and started walking. So, it was how he smelled. That reminded him of something. From one of the few times he had attended class. It was in biology. They had been talking about how animals found mates, it was through smell. What was it called? Pherelones? No... pheromones! It was pheromones. Alex started wondering, could he control his pheromones? They seemed to deplete after he did the deed, but apparently he was still good enough to make the women crave him after. As Alex was wandering he found himself at a place where he had been earlier. No, not him, someone else. That person died at the fight. Alex saw two men and... a woman. The same from before. He heard about her being cold, and Alex- no, James- grinned. Such a beautiful opening. He walked over, and let his voice flow with it's beautiful Irish accent.
"Did I hear you say you were cold, lass? I'm sure I could solve that for you..."
James then realized, his shirt was still unbuttoned. Ah, perfect. She got to see his bronze body, his good looks, and he would let his pheromones do the rest. It was great to be whatever he had become.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 7:08 am
Tristain frowned slightly and clutched Guillame closer. He will be doing no such thing! Tristain thought upset. Guillame was his and if that meant he was going to have to take out Adair then so be it. He let go of Guillame and stood next to Adair. He pumped up his heat to the point that would feel like touching the edge of a pot of boiling water. Then he smelled something. He could barely smell it through his smoke, but someone smelled really good. Tristain started looking around and it seemed like it was that huge Alex guy from before, but he seemed smaller now. Skinnier, but waaaayyyy hot. Tristain shook his head and went back to Guillame after turning his heat back down. He was just as nervous of himself cheating on his Guillame as he was of his Guillame cheating on him.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 5:47 pm
Adair leaned away slightly as Tristan grew warmer and warmer. Her skin felt like it was going to char and she narrowed her eyes in pain. Despite the burning sensation an the surface of her skin, she still felt chilled to the core. She decided not to complain as it was not particularly uncomfortable, just unusual.
Her head jerked up in surprise when she realized that she was being addressed. She quickly looked him over, memorizing as many of his features as she could. She realized that he was the same one that she had tried to talk to earlier, before an odd look passed over her face. He smelled... nice.
The look disappeared as quickly as it had come, being replaced by a mischievous smirk. She tilted her head to the side and giggled slightly. It was a cold, empty sound but sounded similar to an icy wind blowing past an open window. "Hmm... Thanks for the thought, but I'm fine now." She frowned before narrowing her eyes. "I'm sure that you could have helped, but no thanks."
She inched away from the rather... good looking man, and realized that it took more concentration than it would have on any normal occasion. She shook her head, slightly disgusted at herself.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 6:01 pm
James blinked. He was denied? Denied? But he was irresistible. At least, he had thought so... James, forgoing his need to be slow, quickly strode to her, so surely it would seem as if he just popped through the air to her. Using a single finger, he held her chin up so they peered eye to eye, and he spoke.
"Are you sure? Even if it isn't to warm you up, I'm quite sure that it will be... rewarding."
His voice became finer than silk, and somewhere within him, he hoped his pheromones would become stronger. Then he'd easily catch this one.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 6:15 pm
Adair's eyes widened and her breathing became shaky. She tried to move, but realized that she couldn't force her body to move. It was rather unsettling, not being able to control her own body. She summoned her willpower and concentration, breathing though her mouth so she didn't have to... smell him.
"N-No, I am perfectly fine thank you very much." She stuttered and willed her resistant muscles to do something, anything. The air around her grew chilly and a thin layer of frost appeared on him and slowly began to harden.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 7:40 pm
Guillame growled at the newcomer. He seemed slightly familiar but he couldn't place it. There was something unsettling around him, something that seemed to make Adair...AND Tristan gravitate towards him though Guillame couldn't see what was so special about him. He slightly bunched up his muscles, annoyed.
"I believe the woman said no, maybe you should just buzz off non?" Guillame's voice was hard and cold, unfeeling and uncaring.
He didn't get this guy but he didn't like him at all. There was just that something...cockyness maybe that irked him. Guillame's fingers twitched at his side like a hungry spider waiting to strike, just one touch and the boy would contract whatever the other woman had. A smile crept over his face.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 8:38 pm
Tristain felt Guillame's hand twitch against him slightly and his eyes widened slightly. "Not again... not so soon. Wait love. Wait." He whispered urgently. They couldn't have an outbreak, especially with what this guy seemed to be. They would be on the really short route to discovery, something he did not want. "Ignore him... But you are right. He should buzz off." Tristain said glaring at him. He could feel more smoke than usual pouring out of his nose as he frowned at the newcomer.
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