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 Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:03 am
The Killer::
Its hard to believe that this is her life, that this is her standing here. The woman glances down at her hands, black hair falling over pale shoulders as she looks at the blood stains. The crimson petals that disfiguring her beauty. Everyone used to say she was beautiful, what will they say now? She was a monster...?
Her mind was spinning, her hands shook, and her heart was thumping a hard fast rhythm against her chest. She couldn't believe what she done, could hardly understand the gory scene around her. Green orbs swept over taking in the sight, the horror of it all hit her, and she fall to her knees. Next to the body.
Even in death he was handsome, ans she'd be taken in by that. By his cute smile, and easy laugh. Her eyes narrowed as a pale hand brushed over his cold forehead. Only she knew of the real monster that larked inside that handsome sink.
She allows her hand to drop, falling lifeless to her side. Then she raises her head, a strength in her eyes that used to be unknown to the pale green deaths. She could survive this, she could be strong. She wasn't the monster, he was.
Allowing the body to drop from her hands the woman turned on her heels, no thought of the life that she'd taken filled her minds. It was blank, cold. That night she changed, became what no one thought that young woman would be. A killer.
Her name is Luciana even her name spoke of the light in the young woman. She was known to be as kind as she was beautiful. A sweet lady whom many fall for. But Luciana was easily mislead, easily used. Men came into her life seemingly with good intent but more often then not they'd bruise the young girl. Hurt and taint the light within her.
But someone can only be pushed so far, beating so bad, until they snap.
Maybe she lost her mind, maybe she'd finally had enough. On the night of November 15, she murdered the man she once thought loved her. They found him with his heart cut out and a note written in blood reading, 'He stole my heart, so I took his.' The cops never found the killer, they still know nothing of whom the woman was who stole this life and got away. Luciana had vanished.
The Thief::
Flashes of light, red and blue. She knew them to well. The golden haired woman dropped to her knees, low, out of view. She scaled along the white marble walls, graceful feet making quickly silent motions. Dark eyes darted rapidly, keeping up easily with her quick mind as a escape worked though. She'd made one mistake, rare as they were, she knew how to handle them. Her slim food had tripped an alarm, setting off the the shriek in the air. The cops were on her in a minute. But that didn't mean the golden haired beauty was leaving without her prize, in a pale hand she held on to the art piece worth millions to the right buyer. This would be her big break, a way for her to keep living.
With easy steps the women let herself fall, just as the light of their flashlights swiped over the area she'd once stood. She landed in the shadows, golden hair cloaked by the night, she slipped from view, vanished as the crescent moon did behind a cloud.
Her name was Ilaria, she was a quick thinking beauty that had never found herself in a situation she could not get out of. All her long life she'd been poor, living day to day with little more then bread to eat. But then one day the woman changed, she put her sharp mind to use. Ilaria pulled off the biggest theft that was ever known. The cops could never find the thief, only a small card with a kiss mark and a mocking smiley face reading 'Mine now.'
The Game::
These women had done the impossible, pulled off the perfect crimes. No clues, no leads, they were safe, free, and well off. But now things are getting harder, the law it seems is getting smarter. And its coming close to their doors, threating the worlds they have built for themselves. Now these two women must learn to stand together, outwit the law once more with the others helping hand. But what happens when the two become close, personal so? Is it all an act? After all in a game of cat and mouse, you can never tell who the real players are. Will their feelings get them caught? Its time to see if they can play this game, and come out on top once more.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:04 am
Rules::
-One-Two paragraphs per post.
-The names of the girls can change.
-You can play either the thief or the killer, I'll take then one that's left.
-This may get bloody, so if your no okay with that, don't join.
-Detail in post= heart
-All other Gaia rules apply.
-Sex goes to PMs or is skipped. Character Sheet: [b]The Face In The Mirror...[/b] (Picture, Real Please)
[b]I Go By...[/b] (Name.)
[b]You Shouldn't Ask A Lady Her Age....[/b] (Age)
[b]The Role I Play... [/b](Killer/Thife)
[b]I Like To Dance To...[/b] (Theme song. Optional)
[b]The Mask I Wear... [/b] (Personality, at least a few lines)
[b]I Prefer Not To Speak Of This....[/b] (Bio, 3 sentences, at least.)
[b]Has Something Slipped My Mind... [/b] (Anything else.)
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:05 am
The Killer:: Taken
Played By: RosesandBloodThe Face In The Mirror...  I Go By... Luciana You Shouldn't Ask A Lady Her Age.... 21 The Role I Play... Killer I Like To Dance To... ******** You, (can't remember the artist) The Mask I Wear... Luciana is a sweet girl. Naive and innocent seeming. However she is extremely bright and smart. Fun loving and full of dreams. She does have a bit of a temper when finally pushed to her limit. I Prefer Not To Speak Of This.... Luciana doesn't mind helping or giving to others, she actually likes to. But this often gets the poor girl used and tossed away by most guys looking for an 'easy' girl. So often has it happened to her that she finally gotten tired of having a broken, bruised heart. Now those who she entrusts her heart to had better take good care of it or else. Has Something Slipped My Mind... Chocolate is a great thing. Daffodils are a favorite. Honey is yummy on fresh home made bread. Best way to break a sterum is a hammer or the butt end of a large knife. The Thief:: TakenPlayed By: NykinaEverlynn The Face In The Mirror...  I Go By... Ilaria Eulalia You Shouldn't Ask A Lady Her Age.... 22 The Role I Play... Thife I Like To Dance To... Rise Against - Give It AllThe Mask I Wear... In the Bio. I Prefer Not To Speak Of This.... Growing up Ilaria live had not be an easy walk. When the golden girl was only about 15 her father vanished one night. No note, no reason. He was just gone. Rumors about him running away with another woman floated about, and the laughing behind the elder Eulalia was more then the broken hearted woman could take. She feel into a comatose of sorts, hardly speaking, never moving. She was a ghost of the women she'd once been, a walking shell with their mothers face. When their mother could no longer be relayed upon it fall to the oldest Eulalia to pick up the slake. Ilaria was fortunately old enough to acquire some odd jobs. And with the help of a few kind people that held pity for the failing family they managed to survive though their mothers depression. Things were tight though. All money obtained went to food, necessities like electricity, and the occasional heat during bitter winters. Things like television and toys were of the past. Since money was so starched when Ilaria's youngest sister fall ill the family did not have enough money to take her to the doctors, or provided any medicine for her condition. And to soon the child had died. Soon after her mother followed. Ilaria had heard the creek of a groaning beam, later she found her mothers body danglingly from the ceiling. A tight rope tied around her pale neck, which was bent at a morbid angle. Things only escalated from there. With no mother to take care of them, and Ilaria hardly holding on to a job, the state threated to that away her remaining two brothers unless she found a way to provide for her siblings. Now Ilaria had always been quick. Her mind work like a well oiled clock. The beauty had never found her self in a situation she could not think herself out of, this one would be no different. Knowing the hopelessness of trying to save her family in a legal manner the woman turned to more illegal methods. She set up a plan, a flawless strategy that assured her and her brothers well beings for maybe the rest of their lives. She set her dark gaze on a local museum, which held a painting of high price she could sell to a rich buyer. She spent months studied the building, the guard changes, every little aspect she knew by heart. And under the crescent moon of August 21 Ilaria pulled off one of the greatest thefts ever known. The painting of St. George And The Dragon by Raphael vanished, and in its place appeared more money the Ilaria had ever seen. Now she and her brothers live in a large home. Not a mansion mind you, but a wonderful two story cottage home located at the edge of the forest. When people ask how they came into this sudden money Ilaria tells them its from the father that left them. The golden haired lady knows that her father is impossible to find. Even the investigatory she hired ,when she came into the money, could find nothing on the man. She tells people he is as much a mystery to her as he was when she was young, but he has been sending a check to them every now and again since her mothers death. The timing adds up, and no one cares enough to look deeper into the matter. So the Eulalia family now lives in safe, steady wealth. Wanting and needing nothing. But this sudden advance in social standing didn't change the girl much, she still remains the quick things, somewhat sarcastic beauty she was before. Only now they blonde's mind is not afraid to travel into the unlawful side of life. Has Something Slipped My Mind... She has two twin brothers, Azzo, and Desi.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 12:37 pm
∑The Thief∑
▀ Ilaria Eulalia ▄ I'll steal your heart And make it mine...  This wasn't good. Pink painted lips pressed themselves together, as icy eyes looked out the window of her home. A golden haired beauty brushed a strand of hair behind her pale, unmarked ear. Her breath caught as the cop car drove by again. "Thats the third one today." A whine fall form her voice, showing the nerves that were being to turn her stomach. For the past week or so Ilaria had been watching those cars go up and down the street. Talk had erupted though the town.
Did you here, their stirring up old cases. One of those cases all to familial to the blonde standing by the stainless window. They say they found new clues. Their after a killer and a thief, and they won't give up until their caught. Ilaria could remember the feel of her heart picking up pace at those words. The way her world had turned about her, twirling until it stopped for a moment, leaving her out of breath and struggling to catch up.
She thought it had all been put behind her. The theft had held no clues, their wasn't a single thing to pin her for her crime. She had never even had to undergo questioning. The cops hadn't had a clue it was her that had stole the famed painting. Her that had sold it to cover her tracks. Her that they were looking for. She had been so careful, but now.. people said their were new clues to the crimes left untouched for years. What Ilaria didn't know was weather this was true, or a myth to get the criminals to start shaking. To draw them out and make them mess up. Either way, truth or fiction, it was working wonders on her nerves. She couldn't pull her gaze from the window, had hardly been able to all this time.
Each time she watched a car go by, marked in those lawful colors, her hand would clutch at the sink in which she stood in front of. White porcelain meeting long nails. And she hold her hands their until it began to bend back, the pain snapping her mind back to reality. She did this now, a small "Ah." drawing from her lips as she pulled her hand away quickly, snaking it in the air to rid herself of the sting. "I can't stay here." She would go mad if she remind in this place for much longer. With her twin brothers at school she had time to kill.
So the thief grabbed her coat, throwing the fake lather over his slender shoulders. Tucked away warm inside, she retrieved her purse from the side table, adding this to her shoulder as well. The with a few click of her high heels she was out the door, locking the home behind her.  
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 9:02 pm
 The Killer
~~Luciana~~Luciana quietly chewed her lip in silence. Not that it was at all near quiet in the cafe` she was having her coffee in. The latest buzz was evidence on the recent killer and a thief. Not that she had anything to do with stealing but murder was a nasty little tag to what she saw as fair. After months of blindly loving him and only ending up with bruises it was only fair she took back what he'd broken on her. What was one little heart between her and everyone else? Sighing into the cupping she'd been dancing over the counter Luciana picked it up and sipped it slowly. Warm caramel coffee slipped down her throat pleasantly, a sigh escaped her naturally pink lips. To anyone else she was just another pretty, lonely girl sitting alone sipping coffee possibly scared of the recent news. Not really. She wasn't going to worry her pretty little head over it. The murder was clean. It had been unintentionally perfect. Not ever a strand of hair had fallen when it all happened. Then again she could finally loose her dark waves anytime without the insult of being a 'whore'. Tapping her pretty nails against the cup and looking at the thin little watch on her wrist before nibbling her lip yet again. Not having anything to do and staying in a shoddy little motel room all day didn't appeal to her. Nor did getting hit on by another worthless man; who would probably break her already bruised heart back into shards. Reaching up to push her hair away from dazzling blue eyes she decided to wait until she finished her coffee before leaving. The day wasn't that bad outside, a walk or something would be good for her later. Break my heart and I'll take yours. 
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 9:40 am
∑The Thief∑
▀ Ilaria Eulalia ▄ I'll steal your heart And make it mine... Ilaria's feet clicked against the concert under them. Beating in a slow, steady pace, though the girl felt like running. When she left the house their had been no true destination in mind. Just a simple need to get out, to breath. Fresh air helped to clear the mind, and she allowed it to do just that. But it would seem after 20 something minutes of aimless walking, the air did little good for her high wired mind.
As much as she knew it was a mistake for her to get so rallied up, she simply couldn't help it. If she was ever found out.. she would lose everything. Her family, the meant the world to her. They were the soul reason she had taken that unlawful step. Azzo, and Desi, he only remaining relatives. She had done this all for them.. and if she was found out, it would all be for nothing. Her brothers would be shipped to a foster home, she would never be allow to see them again. It wasn't the fact of jail that scared her, but more so the threat against her family.
As righteous as she might believe her choice to be, stealing is still a crime. And one of that magnitude was hardly forgivable. There would be no way for her to wiggle out into a light sentence. But thats if they find you, remember Ilaria. They don't have a clue yet. Even if they said they did, she had to keep believing she was in the clear. It was the only way for her to keep her peace of mind.
Eventually her footsteps lead her to a small cafe, the name didn't matter. The smell of coffee, and hot food was the reason she pushed open the door. The bell chimed her entrance. A female waitress caught her eye, waving a hand to a somewhat crowded place. "Find a seat anywhere you want. I'll be with you in a moment."
Ilaria did as instructed, resting her back against the booth seat, she breath a deep breath out. Forcing her body to relax, for her shoulders to fall down, her ice eyes drifted closed for a moment. Leaning her blonde locks backwards she allowed a strand to fall over he cheek, as she took another soothing breath.
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 12:31 pm
The Killer
~~Luciana~~ I'm going to eat your heart out.Her eyes rose as a woman sat down in the booth across from her's. She was a pretty woman with long blond hair and pink lips. Though stunningly pretty she didn't stand out too badly. Like a pretty thing amoungst drab things she fit in nicely. Unlike Luciana. Though she knew she was pretty, dark hair, bright eyes, fair skin, she'd never been able to fit in really well. So rudely she ended up starring at the other woman across the narrow way in her booth. Eventually the waitress did come and block the view and that's when she caught herself starring. Blinking her dark lashes and abruptly turning face. Pink spreading over her cheeks as she once again drank from her cardboard cup. After a calming few gulps she looked back over to see if she'd be spotted. Unfortuanately for her she ended up looking straight into the other woman's eyes. And that's when she saw the flicker of worry and distraught. Just that morning after her shower Luciana stood and stared at herself in the mirror. Normally her lucid blue eyes sparkled with life but recently a glum shade of tension and misery hung in them. And just then meeting this stranger's eyes she saw it again, but not in her own but another's. So there were people out there suffering too? Suddenly her too kind heart swelled and she wanted to help the blond settle what was hurting her so. If it was a man then she could definately handle that... "U-um..." her pink lips stuttered out rather dumbly. Break my heart and I'll take yours.
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2011 11:54 am
∑The Thief∑
▀ Ilaria Eulalia ▄ I'll steal your heart And make it mine... With her eyes closed Ilaria tried hard to keep her nerves still. Deep breath in, deep breath out. Your fine, nothing will happen to you or your family as long as you keep it cool. She repeated this thought for some time, trying to ignore the gaze she could feel on her. There were times when fool men would stare at her, she knew she was quite pretty, though often in a different way. She wasn't the type of drop dead gorgeous that caught everyones eyes no matter what she did, but the one that people stopped to look at ever now and again.
Ilaria didn't make a habit out of wearing makeup aside from a bit of lip gloss here and there, and chap stick of course. Her nature beauty was enough to get her some looks. But it was in times like these she didn't want any of those looks. All she could think of feeling that gaze on her was that it must be a cop scooping her out. A fooled thought but one that made her pulse pick up none the less despite her attempts to calm herself.
When the waitress came for a moment her mind was taken off that gaze and what it could, or couldn't mean. A small order of coffee, water, and waffles and then the lady was gone again. Icy eyes turned in the direction she'd felt the stare, now wondering just whom had caught so much interest in her and weather this would be a problem or not. That was when she caught a gaze, not of a mans, or of a cops. But a beautiful ebony haired woman. Blue gazes locked together, and somewhere in those light depths she could see a kin emotion in the other woman.
Ilaria frowned, so maybe.. she wasn't as alone as she might have thought. Hearing the soft 'um' come from rose pink lips, the blonde stood from her seat, with a confidence that had gotten her though many tough times the girl walked over to the other woman. Moving to sit in the stool just beside the lady. Her eyes didn't move from hers as she walked, and when she sit she turned her body just so she could met her gaze head on. A pale hand moved out, "I'm Ilaira. And you are?" She offered her name and nothing more, nor did she speak about the staring the other woman had done moments before.
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2011 12:22 pm
The Killer
~~Luciana~~ I'm going to eat your heart out.Luciana's heart thumped as the other looked back and soon she heard the heels of her shoes and slumped her shoulders a bit. Though as soon as the blond sat down she looked up and a hand with a name was offered. Pretty pink lips tugged into an innocent smile. Shaking the other woman's hand she said,"Luciana. A pleasure." Turning in her seat a bit to look the other over fully before tucking a loose bit of hair behind her ear. "The coffee here is really nice isn't it. I come here just to be able to sip at it slowly," she offered for light chatter. "But I've never eaten their waffles.... are they any good?" Of course she didn't know what she was blathering about but she really wanted someone near her. It had been so long since she'd allowed herself a person to talk to on a friendly basis. Break my heart and I'll take yours.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 1:45 pm
∑The Thief∑
▀ Ilaria Eulalia ▄ I'll steal your heart And make it mine... A smile lifted the thief's lips. Her hand clasping around a smooth ivory skin. "The pleasures all mine." A normal response to the words before it. But Ilaria's voice purred the words, something that wasn't meant to be done, but the sound to them still came. Ilaria wasn't cure if she was flirting or if she wanted to. The blonde was in no way in denial about her attraction to the same sex. But with her responsibilities she'd hardly made a habit of it. Still the black haired, Luciana, was rather attractive.
Maybe it had been so long since she had found a person of interest, or maybe it was that the look in her eyes were the very same she saw staring back at her when she looked to her reflection. Either way, those words came out with a soft purr.
A shrug lifted those slender shoulders. "I honestly don't know. I don't believe I've ever been here." In truth she wouldn't know, since she hadn't bothered to look at the name of the small place. But the inside didn't remind her of any place she had once been. After all the blonde didn't make a habit of eating out, it would seem even after all this time she still wasn't quite used to be able to blow her money on meaningless things.
As a steaming plate of buttered waffles was laid in front of her, along with her asked for drinks, Ilaria turned to the black haired woman as she took the silver in her hands. "Are you a regular here?" It seemed to be so from the way she spoke. The thief had great people skills, something that had been developed over time. It was easier to get a job at a young age if you had the people skills of a goddess.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 2:34 pm
The Killer
~~Luciana~~ I'm going to eat your heart out.The blond had purred her words at her oh so sweetly. This caused a sweet flush to Luciana's cheeks. Not even the men she'd dated (been used by) had purred their words when speaking to her. Well, unless they wanted sex and she had really wanted to hold onto her virginity but the lines used to coax even that away from her now showed her eagerness to please. Not that she had to fear that from this woman though. Laughing at herself softly she shook her dark head. "Well only recently and for coffee and muffins maybe," she answered happily. "I can say the coffee is very good at least." Looking around Luciana realized she'd never really stayed in one place long enough to be a 'regular' at anything. Then again she hadn't been talking to many people and that went against her natural attitude. This blessed meeting though made her feel hope for herself again. Ilaria wasn't scary like a man and she was very sweet sounding. Though Luciana did have to steel herself against giving to much away. "Um, I'm actually rather new around here so I don't know any other places to go," She smiled sipping her creamy coffee. Break my heart and I'll take yours.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 5:06 pm
∑The Thief∑
▀ Ilaria Eulalia ▄ I'll steal your heart And make it mine... Icy eyes turned to look at the young woman. "Your new here?" That same smile stayed on place over her lips. "Well then maybe I can show you around." The thought of going home didn't appeal to the the blond in the least. At least this way she would have someone to speak with aside from her ramped thoughts.
"I've been here for years. I know this place like the back of my palm." Silverware clinked against a glass plate as she dug into her food. A small piece of syrup covered waffle was lifted to pink lips. Devoured in a single bit. The girl waited until she swallowed to speak again. "So would you like to?" Her eyes turned back to the raven haired woman, locking eyes with Luciana. (Sorry its short.)
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 6:58 pm
The Killer
~~Luciana~~ I'm going to eat your heart out.Luciana sipped more of the froth from the top of her coffee as the other spoke. Her only response was a nod. Ilaria then offered to show her around. By far that was the nicest thing she'd heard from another person, well stranger, in a long time. Her sweet naturally pink lips lifted into a truely sincere smile. "I'd love to." Was her answer. Giving a soft laugh she reached her finger over and caught a drop of syrup about to fall off the other woman's lower lip. "Careful, try taking smaller bites. You're shirt is really pretty, sticky stuff would be dreadful on it."
After that she licked her finger. No sense in wasting something sweet. Luciana liked sweet things, chocolate the most, but syrup was just as good as honey or carmel.Break my heart and I'll take yours.
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 10:06 am
∑The Thief∑
▀ Ilaria Eulalia ▄ I'll steal your heart And make it mine...
The conformation of her suggestion followed a light blush when a pale thin finger lapped up the sweet, sticky liquid from the lower lip. "Oh, ha, thanks." Despite her already having wiped away the mess she'd made Ilaria own hand rose, wiping at her lips once more with the backside of her hand.
It would seem that money had done little to change the womans manners. Even though she had plenty of money to afford food she still ate as if it would be the last morsel she would get in weeks. Taking big gulps, and finishing quicker then need be. But it was with these skills that she managed to finish her meal in only a few large bits. Dipping at her lips with a napkin until she was sure whatever mess she'd made had left her lips.
The with a sigh of contentment she lead back a smile lifting her lips. "Well, how does the park sound to start out with?" She asked, already standing to her heeled feet, a short step and she was moving away from her seat, the heels clicking as she moved. "I love visiting the park, it pretty to look at." A glanced at the clear sky told her that it would be a great idea to visit on a day like this. Not clouds, little wind, it would be perfect to just seat on a bench in the sun for a moment or two. "On a day like this it'll be perfect." Nice and relaxing
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Posted: Fri Jul 01, 2011 9:11 pm
The Killer
~~Luciana~~ I'm going to eat your heart out.Smiling at the other woman she nodded her dark head. "That sounds so lovely..." Luciana said thinking of flowers and trees and maybe little kid's playground equipment. Such innocent lives. It might do her good to see such innocent things. God knew her life needed it now. Drawing her finger around the lip of her cup and tilting her head. "After you Miss Ilaria," she almost purred. She seemed to like this woman. Besides women weren't so cruel as men. Break my heart and I'll take yours. ((O.O I have no excuse... I am a pathetic person... Please keep rping with me or at least forgive me for forgetting. You could have pmed me and complained at me...))
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