My Lips Are Sealed (Sergiy)

[Aurellis Brideau]

[sergiy]

A dark cold and bothered annoyed man. Was standing in the corner, he was sleepy, and tired, from not sleeping. He looked around and morning passed his watch as he eyed around it seemed, a female had been walking her way, towards him or something like that, an Ironic, catch phrase ran his mind like an iron tortured fist. And then she bumped into him. His eyes flashed, Dark Golden Red. Then back to normal, he was surprisingly ticked off by this."Watch where your going, you you you, female."He said coldly, his tone rather half masked by a stiff coldness in the air. And then he sighed, looking at her face, he felt assumed and annoyed at the same time, his mood quickly changed from pissed to carefree. And then slowly begun to speak to him, so only he can hear. And then towards herself."Sorry about that, Are you alright, and sorry for my state of rudeness by the way I didn't mean to be pissed at you. I am sorry, hopefully you'll be able to forgive me."He asked her slowly.

[Aurellis Brideau]

[/i], Aurellis thought cruelly. She glared at him with icy eyes, her expression relaxing only slightly when he began speaking with a softer, apologetic voice.
A faint voice spoke to her in the back of her mind, Be civil, Aurellis. The man apologized so you need to copy his act of manners.
Aurellis hated that little voice.
Reluctantly, she pushed her frown away, replacing it with a forced, thin smile.
“Hey, I’m sorry too. I apolo-” Aurellis’ speech hurtled to a stop. At that moment a gust of wind had breezed past them and Aurellis had caught a scent. Most definitely not a human scent.
That of a werewolf.
Aurellis took a step back, her brow furrowed in confusion. This man wasn’t human. The dragon felt stupid enough to slap herself. How did she miss that? She ran straight into the man! How did she not smell him when they touched? Aurellis sighed, embarrassment returning to her expression.
“You’re a werewolf?” Aurellis’ eyes widened when she realized she had spoken out loud. A couple holding hands cast a odd look towards them and Aurellis narrowed her eyes. They quickly carried on. Once they passed Aurellis grabbed the man’s arm with a firm grip. She towed him towards the back of a building, turning to him once they were out of sight.
Her eyes had softened and a genuine smile was painted upon her face, “Thank God you aren’t a human. Werewolf, eh? Nice. Oh, I apologize for not introducing myself. My name is Aurellis Brideau. Who might you be?”
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[sergiy]

He eyed her, with his eyes, she seemed very different from the rest which was an understatement, and she was really quite, dispel being angry at her for no bloody reason of course. Either way, he facial expression changed, he was no good expert ton emotional readings but he knew, she felt embossed or somehow disjointed or ashamed. She then asked him, or questioned him, if he was a werewolf. His eyes glared at her body as to try and think of what to say his first projective was to say I have no bloody idea what your on about. But that was all interrupted by when people back making small muffed noises behind his back, and to his surprise he wouldn't be resurrected even glares there way. And then she grabbed his hand, he felt rather uncontrollable about her grabbing him this bloody randomly. Into a Corner, where they were not seen by anyone, it was just the two of them. His eyes glared at hers, as she spoke, he seemed to be at lost of bloody words. He was uneasy ed by how she spoke which he felt offended and disturbed by her knowing he was. If life was this easy, KGB, and CIA, agents would have been easy to gelatine. Either way he wanted to test something but was unsure if it would have worked or not, either way it was worth the try. He played away from her gasp, rather quickly. And spoke slowly."I Have no idea what a werewolf is, I'm sorry, I cannot help you."He said calmly.

[Aurellis Brideau]

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When she spoke her voice dripped with bitterness, “Liar. I saw you, just now, standing below the moon, shifting. You best not play with me, boy. I can find out things about you that you don’t even know.” At this last sentence she perked a brow, a secretive smirk upon her face.
So he was lying. She felt like spitting in his face. Moron, thinking he could lie to her and get away with it. She rolled her eyes inconspicuously. The dumb fool. Ah, he did not know who she was though. But had she not just told him, her name? Did he have hearing problems. Or maybe he was just too dumb to listen. She decided to give him one more chance, “Perhaps you didn’t hear my name correctly. I am Aurellis Brideau, Dragon of Death and Destiny.” She stepped close to his face, her eyes boring into his, “Did you hear me that time?”[/ul]

[sergiy]

He looked at her, was she just seeing or foretelling the future, he was UN sure. He looked at her and spoke."I SAID PISS OFF YOU YOU WOMAN!!!!" He barked at her, his anger twisting and animation his nature, it was not like him his angry was intent for over doss, if he didn't calm down, he would snap into and kill someone. He hasn't transformed yet, it was a week from a full moon, so he was true, but if she could tell the future, and what she said was true, that meant, she saw in in the future. Pain and torture filled him, unsure what to do. Then she came closer, and repeated her sentence, this drove him even mader, seeing as they were alone. He had a desire to grab her back the neck, and slam her on the wall, while running his hands gently on her hair, planting a gentle kiss on her lips, At that second, he turne away from her clutched his fist, And yelled."Sergiy, the name's Sergiy."He said slowly, Punching the brick wall. As he punched the brick wall, he did enough force as to dent it, not to mention his entire fist was blooding, and skin was piled off, he felt pain but then it snapped and felt away, as his wounds back slowly, healing themselves. He felt, disgusted for who he was, not human with these gifts, he never wished to have, but obtained by killing a human being.

[Aurellis Brideau]

[/I]perior to you in every way possible and I will not be treated like rubbish. Do you understand, werewolf?” She let her hand drop from his wrist and her nails returned to their normal state. She wiped her hands together, ridding herself of the werewolf’s tainted blood.
When he spoke to her, stating his name, her anger was slightly dampened. She arched a brow arrogantly, scrutinizing him. Her eyes returned to his and produced a thin frown upon her lips, “Ah, Sergiy. A pleasure to meet you.” She extended a slim, cold hand and shook his hand firmly. She quickly pulled away.
When he slammed his fist into the wall she watched him intently. A beast with a temper, not a nice match, Aurellis thought. She rested her eyes on his bleeding hand, “That probably wasn’t too smart.”
A sudden question came to mind and before she could restrain herself, she had already asked, “Have you killed someone before? Or have you yet to experience murdering?”
Her eyes turned cold and hard. Werewolves were an abomination to society. They had to kill before they could shift and then they killed many times afterwards. When they shifted they lost their conscience, their humanity and they were no longer in control of their actions.
Her anger had returned and she spoke with a cold voice, “Do you not feel shame? Being what you are? A beast that kills because it does not have enough intelligent to stop itself?” Aurellis lowered her eyes and shook her head, pretending to pity him. She turned her back to him, peering around the corner to make sure no one was coming. She turned back towards him and smiled rather cruelly.
“You should be shamed.”
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[sergiy]

His eyes peeled, in pain, from the after math of her claws, he hadn't even noticed her claws, until after he punched the way, to see his wounds healing. As she spoke, the little pathetic ignorance behind her lack of tangential annoyed Sergiy. And he punched the wall again again again, Ignoring the unbeatable pain, that drove into him, eventually breaking the brick wall over time. Now he could not ignore those pain, his knuckles, were broken, his entire hand messed and bleeding, yet it slowly begun to heal."WHAT THE HELL!" HE yelled, coming to a trash can and kicking, sending it flying nearly 40 yards, effortlessly with a light. Kick, he placed his hands on the wall and breathed slowly, and heavily. He spoke slowly, and swiftly. With unbearable regret."Who are you to tell me what to do or not do. Of Course I killed, that's how I trigger the curse. And was somehow magically gifted with these magical Powers. Super speed, hearing, etc. Do you freaking think I wanted this for the lack of my unbearable enjoyment? I suffer with people looking at me, like some monster, I Suffer, as a human being, in this world, the best out come of this is. That every girl I meet likes me for my body, and wants to get in my pants, then for who I am. Which Annoys me, I SUFFER EVERYDAY, I have no under how to tame my anger, I DO NOT Enjoy this."He barked, Tears coming out of his eyes, as he spoke, anger.

[Aurellis Brideau]

[/I], Aurellis thought, her mental voice covered in irritation and annoyance, “Do you really want to go to jail for disturbing the public? They can arrest you for that, you know.”
When he began his little ‘speech’, Aurellis had the hilarious urge to raise a hand to her lips and yawn. She wasn’t necessarily worried about insulting the boy so she went with her instincts. She yawned, loudly, so that he could hear the he was boring her.
Pity stories. Ha! Perhaps he thought he could win her over by telling her his life’s pathetic story? Ugh. When people spoke of their pasts, it made her sick. She had had a rough, hopeless past as well and did you see her crying about it? No. No, you didn’t. An orphan, for ten straights years and then her savior came. Elijah. He adopted her, gave her a home, loved her. And what did she repay him with? Death. The guilt began to eat away at her heart, ripping it to pieces, little by little. But she remained quiet. No one knew about the guilt that she lived with everyday. No one knew what her life had been like. Except for maybe Aliyah. Aurellis told her everything. Aliyah was the only one she could tell.
Aurellis was wrenched out of her reverie as she hear him say, “I do not enjoy this.” Aurellis gave him a look of disbelief and scoffed, “Well, that’s obvious. Of course you don’t enjoy it. Who would want to be a dog?” Aurellis laughed, absentmindedly eyeing her manicure.
“Oh and don’t forget about the agonizing pain that you have to endure every full moon.” she added as an afterthought.
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