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Tyler Feliciano Firefield ~ Regular Coven Member

Full Name: Tyler Feliciano Firefield

Nickname: T-dude, TFF, Tyler, Reckless ~~yeah, reckless is his middle name~~

The Age They Look: 22

True Age: 4,772

Gender: Male

Appearance in Description:
Standing at 6ft tall with striking blonde hair, Tyler has the typical appearance of a playful person. His build is slightly feminine but very lean, and fast and he is light on his feet, ready to attack when the danger arises. He has pale but perfectly smooth and soft skin because of his healing ability. His hair is golden and it seems to glow softly under the moonlight. He does not sparkle, however...and his eyes are green...emerald to be exact and he's extremely proud of his eyes because they are very beautiful. Clear and full of innocent cheerfulness. His lips always curl into a mischievous smile when he looks at his 'family' but his eyes will darken and his lips form a very obvious sneer when he looks at his 'preys'. His clothes normally consists of t-shirts and jeans and he likes to wear light colors such as white or pale yellow. His voice is loud and slightly high...a fact that annoys him to no end.

Personality:
Cheerful, social and outgoing, Tyler is the spirit of all parties and a ball of dynamic energy. He's warm, bright and self-motivated, and he wants to make an impression in everything he does — his work, his love life and his social life. Because he's extremely generous at least, he's extremely generous to anything that doesn't relate to the safety of his 'family', he expects others to be just as big-hearted. So when he sees others holding back, he finds it hard to not jump in and try to change that. He wants to see everyone giving to the best of their ability. To other people, he might look like a bit of a tyrant, asking for more than they can give. When he's feeling upbeat, he carries people away with his energy, and they love him for it. He loves sharing his joys and successes with the people he loves, and when he does, he's magnanimous — he never gives a thought to getting anything in return.

He also has a great sense of timing. When he offers a friendly word or gesture of encouragement, he picks the exact moment when it will have greatest impact. He always seems to be in the right place at the right time. He's lucky that way. Some people think he's a show-off, but this too is a mistake. His dramatic flair is part and parcel of his zest for life, his love of people and his optimism. For him, life is a stage on which he can perform and express his talents.Loyalty is his trademark. People know he's a genuine friend who is always ready to lend a hand. Even if he can’t help someone with their specific problem, he still manages to send out a warm and reassuring vibration that makes them feel better.

However, Tyler is not without his flaws. He hates humans and human-related things with a passion and he doesn't help them in any ways or forms. He's ruthless when it comes to kill and feed from the humans and is actually the one that kills humans the most in the coven. He has promised himself to never get stuck in a human-related mess and he sticks to his promise. Even when his closest friend or family member is directly the one who is in the mess, he will never lend a hand to help them in the matters, prefers to let them take care of it by themselves. Please don't misunderstand this, he's generous to others...in none-humans-related problems, but he follows his own code of behaviors when it comes to human-related things...and so, he might seem to be a bit of a bastard when someone asks him for advises in this kind of area.

Another problem he seems to have a lot is that...he thinks people have to be like him...have to be good at things that he's good at such as drawing or playing the guitar or riding horses. He demands people to be good like him, too and it causes people to be highly annoyed at his attitude...or in other words, he's extremely bossy.

In addition, he's also very distanced from everyone else. He may appear to be a very social member of the coven but he's actually keeping everyone at an arm length and never seems to get closed to everyone in particular. He often claims that he doesn't want to be stuck in a relationship of any kinds even though he's extremely loyal to the coven as a whole. Outside, he never seems to be distanced but in reality, very few people actually know about his past or his flaws...

Finally, he sometimes has what he often calls...the feedback. It lasts for about one or two days and in those days, he's extremely moody, snappish, sarcastic, dark and quiet. Tyler himself has no idea why this happens in the first place. His only theory is that it might relate to the psychological problem he had when he was younger though he had no mean to check and see if it's true or not. He thinks that it's a reminder of who he used to be...of course, this problem does not occur much, it only happens about one every two or three months and it passes as quickly as it comes so he doesn't really worry too much about it.

Likes:

Dislikes:

Thoughts on Having a Blood Bond:
He despises his human/halfling, whatever and he wants to get rid of her at all cost...But...well, he can't really do that and there's nothing he can do to change his punishment therefore he's extremely bitter about having to take care of a 'burden'. But in the back of his mind, he's terrified at the thought of having to get closed to another one because he's afraid they will hurt him in the end just like his Father...No hard feeling because he does that to any other humans so...believe it or not, he actually hates his blood bond just as equal as any other humans.

History:
Tyler's childhood, while not as tragic as some other people's, wasn't a very happy one. His Father was a famous singer and therefore, the man didn't have much time to take care of him between tours and writing new songs, leaving him at home with only a caretaker whom couldn't even provide him with love and care beside giving him food and a warm blanket. The problem didn't end there...You see, Tyler was not a normal child...he was autistic. He didn't speak his first word until he was three and even after that, his speaking skill was always bad. His speeches were not good and his vocabulary was even worse. However, his intelligence made up for it. He was very smart for a young boy, could understand things that older children had troubles in. Of course, his Father never noticed it...the man didn't even know Tyler was autistic due to the fact that he had to leave his young son alone most of the time. Tyler didn't blame the man...he understood his Tyler's reasons and it would be selfish of him to demand his Father to stay and spend time with him while the man had to earn money to support him. However, there was one thing Tyler could never understand. It was...his Mother. His Father obviously loved his Mother so very much, and could go on and on about how beautiful his Mother was, what a good woman she was and her perfect personality...but, whenever Tyler asked about his Mother's location, his Father became quiet and withdraw.

His curiosity had been sparked higher when suddenly, when he was about seven, he began to dream about a beautiful woman with warm brown eyes and long black hair, who, in his dream, claimed that she was his Mother. Tyler never believed her...his Mother had died long time ago...or so he had thought...it was the most logical reason he could think of, considered his Father's reaction when he asked about his Mother. The kind woman, however, just shook her head and continued to claim that he was her son. She hugged him and gave him her blessing. That was when strange things began to happen. The moment he woke up from that dream, he began to change...his psychological problem, which was impossible to cure by any means, had begun to heal itself in front of his and his Father's eyes. He became more cheerful and his speaking skill as well as his vocabulary, language increased dramatically to the point where he could talk like normal children. His Father was thrilled. When the man asked him why that happened, Tyler honestly told him about the dreams, and the strange woman. His Father looked thoughtful for a moment and right after that, just a few day later, he took Tyler to the place where he had first met the child's Mother and told him the story about a beautiful woman with black hair and warm brown eyes that had managed to capture the man's heart. He thought that it must have been her soul that had helped her child in the time of need.

A few years after that was heaven to Tyler. He began to discover his talents. He was excellent in music, just like his Father, horse-riding and drawing, just like his Mother...He was sent into a school for talented kids but soon got bored because he just couldn't fit in with the rest of the 'stuck up, know it all' kids. He changed schools many times, trying to find the right place but he just couldn't find anything that fitted him. He was just too different...and even though he was easy to make friends, his friends wouldn't try to understand him. One day, he met a man who promised that he would find his true place if he came with him...The naive Tyler believed him because he had lost his hope and before he knew it, he had been captured and had his blood sucked out of his body. He became a vampire and joined the coven but he still tried to contact his Father in hope the man would accept him...But contradict to his belief, the man hated him and disowned him outright...Tyler was heart-broken and began to harbor a deep hatred for humans...Now, he was being given a human and well...'dislike her' would be an understatement...He hates her with a passion and wants to get rid of her. But of course, he can't do that now, can he?

Theme Song:

Young Wild and Free ~ Wiz Khalifa & Snoop Dogg and Bruno Mars

Heart and Soul ~Jonas Brothers

Other: Bonded with Blood

So begins...

Tyler F. Firefield's Story

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#2012-06-17 07:57:39, as written by blackwolf

Tyler Feliciano Firefield
~ Tyler's apartment~

The sunset was beautiful.

The sky was blood red with a tint of yellow and black as the night fought to dominate the sun. The light flickered weakly behind a tall building and disappeared completely from view as the sky darkened and darkened until it was nothing but pitch black. Far away, a few light began to come to light as the city seemed to wake up from its deep slumber. This is the city of the night. On the 15th floor of a tall building, a young man was looking to the outside world from his window. His eyes closed as if he was simply enjoying the warmth of the sun. The weak light caressed his pale skin and emerald eyes opened. He had always loved the sunset...they were the only rare times that he actually enjoyed the sun. Sighing softly, the young man reached out his hand to uncover the thick curtain that covered his window. He looked into the room...it was dark and glumly but surprisingly tidy and clean. On the nightstand laid a carnivorous plant - the Venus Flytrap as the small plant moved gently because of the night gale like it was a living, breathing creature.

The young man moved across his small room and rearranged a stack of papers on a nearby table before moving the chair to sit squarely in front of his bed. On the bed, there was a sleeping woman. Her dirty blonde hair covered her face as she seemed to be sleeping quite uneasily. The young man frowned as he saw that she hadn't woken yet. He reached for her, intended to remove the dirty blonde locks from her face but decided to against that idea in the last minute. It was a pity, really...if she was a vampire, he would love her very much...she was so very beautiful. He looked at the dark room and a thoughtful look appeared on his face. He would be fine without turning on the light because of his better vision but what about her? Thinking hard, he finally decided to turn on the bed lamp, a soft golden light enveloped both him and her. He looked around, searching for his diary. At last, he saw it on a chair and he cocked his head to a side, seriously wondered how it got there. He picked it up and moved to sit near the bed again.

Opened the book with a little to no noise, the young man looked at the name written on the first page 'Tyler Feliciano Firefield' - His name. The young man - Tyler began to write the first line of his thought.

'Dear Diary,

I'm sorry for neglecting you for so long, I just had a feedback for the last 3 days and I was honestly in no mood to write in you. Now, I have calmed down a little so the first thing I do is write into you. You know what? The past week was a mess. My family has just undergone something terrible. Eldric messed things up this time - big time. Apparently, he killed another vampire. Until today, I just couldn't think what's the big deal about it. It's just a vampire and it was not like the world would run out of vampires anytime soon but noooo, the Council decided to 'teach us a lesson' and that involves a blood bond, or a lot of blood bonds if you get what I mean, Diary. I was given one, too...what a drag! As if nobody knows I hate humans...Well, she's a hot chick alright but that doesn't change a thing about it...or make it easier for him, you know.

And can you believe that I have sat here for a whole day just waiting for her to wake up? No? Me neither...but well, it's not a choice. I can't risk her running around like a headless chicken and accidentally gets herself killed. It's bored as hell, I'm telling you...All she does is sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep...what a pig! If she's a vampire, I would love to have some hot chicks on my bed like her but oh well, guess I don't have a choice. It's a pain in the ass and just plainly annoying by the seconds. Well, I might try to be polite to her but I don't know if I can do it...I just hate humans and she's after all, a human...well, that's not completely true but...jeez! You get my ideas. The point is...I don't think I can stand her, much less thinking tha we have to bond for LIFE! I don't even know her name and it's so confusing. I'm not planning to take a bond at this time...I still have to many things to do rather than being tied down by a mere human.

I'm ending it here...don't really have the mood to write anything else productive enough and I fear that I might turn you into a piece of junk the more I rant how unfair life is to me so...until next time, heh?

Tyler Feliciano Firefield'

Tyler closed the book and threw it on the nightstand where it landed with a thump, laying dangerously near the Flytrap. He buried his face in his hands. He felt so exhausted, mentally and physically. Normally, it would take a hell a lot more for him to feel this tired but what had happened in the past week simply pushed him over the edge and made him cranky. Tyler sighed...His life was doomed. Sending a look at the subject of his ultimate doomed life, Tyler scolded. She had better woke up soon. He didn't think he had the energy to watch her sleep anymore...One, she was using the bed that was his and two, he hadn't had food for a day now...he was hungry and pissed and on top of all, he couldn't even dump all his problems on her head. He was a fair person and he hated humans in general but he couldn't use her as an outlet. And he would lose a large portion of his money buying her supply...He hated his life!

"Ya'd better wake up soon, halfling...I hate boredom" Tyler mumbled to the woman as he continued to watch her from the chair next to the bed.

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#2012-06-17 18:45:28, as written by Horseygirl

Lily Sofia Wildrose~ Tyler's apartment

Blurry, and confusing images flashed through Lily's mind. Drowsy and with a major headache, the person in front of her made a small cut on his neck, and forced her lips against it. The most images where too blurry to understand. Then he bit her. It's was very confusing- her eyes kept going out of focus the more she fought back. She didn't know this person- but he seemed just as pissed off as her.
Her sky blue eyes flew open. The was just about the strangest dream I've ever had. She thought to herself, stretching out her limbs like a long, lean cat. She slowly took in her surroundings. Where am I?

Lily sat up and brushed her reddish, dirty blonde curls from her face as her sky blue eyes looked over the room. Then she saw him. There was some guy sitting, watching her. Her eyes locked with his lovely, emerald eyes. Alright, was she laying in this person's bed? Narrowing her eyes slightly, she looked over him. He wasn't bad looking at all. Well, if she was waking up in a strangers bed at least he was handsome.
Yes, it was a little creepy that he was just sitting there watching her sleep, but she chose not to be too bitter. After all, she was fully clothed and unharmed. In he sleep she was very expressive, though. It was easy to tell what she was dreaming about from either her soft murmurs and twitches, or her very quiet cries of fear. Lily stood up quickly, and suddenly felt lightheaded. She stumbled and held onto the nightstand to keep her balance. She pressed the palm of her hand against her forehead and closed her eyes for a second before letting go of the nightstand and looking up at him. She held her head high, not cocky-like, but as though warning him not to mess with her. She stood there for a second, looking him over. His face felt vaguely familiar.

Pursing her lips, she watched his enchanting green eyes and contemplated what to say. "I'm Lily Wildrose." She told him, deciding to be polite. "And who, exactly, are you?" her voice was slightly wary, yet also deep and sultry. She usually wasn't this polite, but she had no ideas where she was, so she figured that it was her best shot to al the very least be civil.
She rested a hand on her hip and raised one brow questioningly. "Please spare me of any embarrassing details, but how did I end up sleeping in what I assume is your bed?"

It was late, the only outside sun's rays dying and the only light came from a lamp next to the young man's bed. The fading sunlight gave everything a pinkish glow, that lightened her soft features. In the soft light, he didn't seem very threatening. He seemed a bit annoyed, though. She wondered how long he had been watching her sleep. Lily tried to push her disturbing dream from her thoughts- it had seemed so real, though. . . .

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#2012-06-18 10:32:43, as written by blackwolf

Tyler Feliciano Firefield
~ Tyler's apartment~

Just as Tyler thought he was about to explode with the utter boredom, the woman stirred. Blinking, Tyler watched as she stretched her arms and legs then slowly, she realized she was not in her house. She looked confused but Tyler didn't say anything. He didn't want to startle her just yet and besides, he wanted to see her reaction, too. She focused on him and Tyler fought back a smirk as she seemed not being able to recognize her. But a thought crossed his mind and made him sulk again, well...that only meant he had to explain everything to her...God hated him. Tyler sighed heavily and watched as she struggled to stand up, apparently trying hard not to look like a weakling. 'Her determination is admirable compared to some other humans...but she'll always be a weakling compared to me' Tyler thought a little too smugly. They both studied each other, challenging each other to see who would speak first but Tyler would not give in. Finally, the girl pursed her lips and spoke first:

"I'm Lily Wildrose. And who, exactly, are you?"

She sounded wary of him and Tyler shrugged mentally. He would do the same in her case...wary, suspicious...she would not make a too bad blood bond. Please don't be mistaken, it would be a day when hell froze over that he liked this situation but he would just try to well...find the pleasant point of her to make his life easier. He was stuck with her for life after all. Sighing mentally and repeating his mantra over and over again 'Be patient...be patient...be patient...', Tyler breathed in and out deeply. When he deemed himself calmed enough to explain the whole situation, he pointed to the bed and said politely to the girl, carefully kept his voice neutral "Please take a seat...this will take a long time to explain so let me make you a cup of tea...and my name is Tyler Feliciano Firefield."

He looked pointedly at her and stood up from his uncomfortable position. Walking to the kitchen, Tyler took out two teabags and began working, looking at her to make sure she wouldn't see what he was about to do, Tyler cut his finger and allowed several drops of his blood to fall into a teacup. Watching as his cuts healed in a matter of minutes, Tyler held the tray and put it on the nightstand, offering the girl her teacup and took the one without his blood. Sipping his tea calmly, Tyler said finally "You should drink your tea...it will make you feel better". As he saw the girl opened her mouth to talk, Tyler stopped drinking his tea and looked at her expectantly. Well, what did she want to say anyway?

"Please spare me of any embarrassing details, but how did I end up sleeping in what I assume is your bed?"

'Straight to the point, huh? Very well...I'd better explain it to her...can't really delay it...it will only make a bigger mess' Tyler thought with another sigh, this time it was not a mental sigh. He put the teacup on the nightstand and said very, very calmly, almost too calm for someone who hated humans. "...Very well, Lily Wildrose...to put it very simply, you're not a complete human anymore" He paused, waiting for the knowledge to sink in. He raised a hand to stop any kinds of question from her. "And before you ask any more questions that I have no doubt that you have a lot, please...drink your tea first. You will find the tea more...special than normal and no, it does not contain drugs of any kind or poisons...After you drink it, I will explain the situation to you."

He picked up his diary and carefully tucked it in his bag to keep it safe, it would not do good if he let her see his deepest, darkest secrets. He crossed his arms and looked at her, waiting patiently. Thankfully, he was in one of his calmer mood, else he didn't know what he would do in situations like this.

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#2012-06-19 05:58:53, as written by Horseygirl

Lily Sofia Wildrose
Tyler's apartment

Lily watched the young man in front of her carefully, more curious then wary. Finally, the stanger spoke. He told her to take a seat, and introduced himself as Tyler Feliciano Firefeild. As he spoke, his face was blank and his voice was deathly calm. Pausing to look at him, one brow raised questioningly, she slowly sat down on his bed and tucked her legs under herself. Her sky blue eyes never left his emeraled ones until he left the room to make them some tea. She had never been a huge fan, but she could tolerate it.

When he went off into the kitchen, Lily leaned on her elbows and looked up at the ceiling. She bit her lip, trying hard to remeber last night. Tyler felt undoubtably familar, but her memories where fuzzy and the more tried to remember, the more of a headache she got. Pressing two fingers into her temple, she sighed heavily. Her mood was declining- why the hell was she here, and why was Tyler taking so long to answer?

When Tyler entered the room with two cups of tea, she sat up and brushed her hair from her eyes. He handed her a cup of tea, and she looked at it curiously when he said she would really like it, but assured her it wasn't drugged. "Oh, sure, thats what all the serial killers say, right before they poisin their victims." She joked, as a strand of hair fell back in her face. But she didnt really think that Tyler would hurt her- he had made tea for her, allowed her to sleep in his bed, and watched over her while she had slept.
Why kill her now?

Shooting him a daring smile, she tilted her head back and took a big sip of the warm liquid. It was slightly bitter at first, but quickly became much sweeter and she visibly relaxed as she swollowed. "You where, right, its actually not half bad. I usually can't stand tea." she told him, with a rare, small smile. Lily took another sip and moved to the side, making room for him on the bed. It was his bed, after all, and he seemed uncomfortable in the chair, and she was in a bit of a better mood. The tea made feel warm and calm, but that sweet taste she recignized. Her brow furrowed for a moment as she thought.

"So please tell me Tyler, what happened?"

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#2012-06-20 10:50:48, as written by blackwolf

Tyler Feliciano Firefield
~ Tyler's apartment~

"So please tell me Tyler, what happened?"

Lily demanded the answer right after she took the first sip of the tea and Tyler sighed. No more delay, he guessed. He took a seat on the bed next to Lily and said in a very serious voice "Lily Wildrose...you are no longer a human...you're only half human now...and the other half...well..." He fidgeted. What was he going to tell her now? How could he tell her that she was turned into a half-vampire, one of the most hated creatures in the vampire community? He continued without looking into her eyes "Ya see...there are things in this world that humans think only exist in myth...like werewolves...or vampires for example. You, Lily Wildrose...can consider yourself one of the creatures in the Myth now..." He stood up from his bed, too uncomfortable sitting next to her. "I am one of those creatures, too...I'm a...well...I'm a vampire" He finally admitted and began to re-tell her everything. Taking a deep breath, Tyler took a sip of his tea.

"Everything started like this. As you have known, there are many things in this world that humans cannot understand or don't believe in. Like us...my coven...my family, we are vampires...uhm...we are not mindless monsters and we live with our coven in this city for a while now. Humans have laws and so do the vampires. Our leader...has broken one of the laws...he killed a fellow vampire and therefore, the entire coven was punished by it, including our leader. We are given a blood bond each. Now, this is the part where you come from, Lily"

He stopped to catch his breath and smoothened a lock of golden hair on his head. It was harder than he thought, telling the entire thing. He was being reminded harshly once again that this was Eldric's fault and he had to endure because of it. He took another sip of his tea and traced his finger on the nightstand, trying to distract himself from reality without much success. Decided to continue his tale, Tyler said, his voice was only slightly above a whisper.

"...err...the council...they captured a bunch of humans...that includes you, Lily and forced us to make a bond with you guys...basically, we will have to turn you into half-vampires. We will become...kinda your creators...like parents...sort of...now, to the tea thing...you are right about that part...there's a reason why that tea tastes better than your normal tea...it is mixed with my blood in it."

He stood up and began to pace back and forth, he felt so stressful now...He didn't even think he could handle her and he feared that he would only see the human in her. But she was not a human...at least, not completely. He should be able to see her vampire half, too...but why? Why did he, whenever he looked at her, only see a mere human and not a noble vampire? He said at last, finishing his little speech

"Basically, you can't return to your family...or friends...or contact anyone...really. Unless you want to be experience on like a lab rat. Or worse, being captured and forced to go into a mental institution...you will have to obey the vampires' rules and you're my responsibility...if you break a rule, I will be punished along with you...and vice versa...Furthermore, you can only drink my blood once a while...and I...well...I have to do the same thing...ya know...the drinking thing? Yeah, that. The ups in this situation are...well, you'll be stronger than most humans...heal faster, run faster...ya know, that kind of stuffs...I know you're not happy with the situation but trust me, I'm not, either. However, if you don't want to be killed like some kind of cockroach, you will have to endure it...I will try to release you as soon as possible...If I find a way. Do we reach an understanding? Do you have anything else you'd like to ask?"

He asked finally and crossed his arm, waiting for her to speak or ask. Well, it was fair, he guessed. He only wished it wouldn't be this troublesome. He hated being bothered.

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#2012-06-20 21:05:40, as written by Horseygirl

Lily Sofia Wildrose

Lily watched Tyler curiously as he sat next to her on the bed. Slowly, he began to explain in a deathly serious voice. First he told he she was no longer completely human, and fidgeted a little. Her brow furrowed and she tilted her head, but she didn't make a sound. He then went on to tell her that she was the kind of thing that is talked about in myths, and so was he. He was a vampire. Tyler stood and avoided her gaze.

Her expression seemed more perplexed and confused now. Was he crazy? He seemed very stressed and uncomfortable telling her this story. He explained to her that he was part of a coven, and his coven leader had broke. One of their laws. So they where given a blood bound as punishment. He looked at his nightstand for a moment, touching the wood before he continued on.

He told she and a bunch of other humans had been captured and the vampires had been forced to make a blood bond with them. As he explained, the images in her head cleared slightly. She remembered waking up in front of Tyler, as he cut his neck and forced her to drink his blood, then she caught a flash of his fangs just before he had bitten her.
Biting her kip, she flinched as her memories came back to her. It hadn't been a dream. And now, she believed that he actually was a vampire. He wasn't crazy.

Lily choked on her tea when he said it was mixed with his blood. She slowly out it down in the nightstand, looking pale. So that was the sweet taste that she remembered- I was his blood. The terrible part was that she had liked it. It had soothed the mild ache in the back of her throat.

She closed her eyes and listened to the rest of his story. She had to give up her life, they had to drink each others blood, and if either of them screwed up, they would both have to pay for it. He was her 'creator'. She felt sick.
"I believe you. But at first, I thought you where insane." she admitted very quietly.
But she was angry. Why her? Why was this happening? She had to get away. He was a vampire, and he was going to feed off of her. She also had to feed off of him. Lily felt trapped. There was no way out of this.
Slowly, she deflated a little and calmed down. There was nothing either of them could do. "A few questions: Do I have to live with you now, and how often do you plan on feeding off of me?"

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#2012-06-23 07:08:30, as written by blackwolf

Tyler Feliciano Firefield
~ Tyler's apartment~

[justify][size=90]Tyler silently observed Lily's attitude as she said quietly "I believe you. But at first, I thought you where insane." Tyler laughed bitterly. Well, he hoped he was insane, too...But no, this was the sane part of his mind talking. Tyler sighed. Could this day get any worse? He rubbed his temper, attempting to calm himself down. It was not an easy task as his mind constantly jumped from one topic to another. What was he going to do with her? Where would she stay? How could he tolerance her? How were they going to co-exist with each other? A part of his mind whispered to him that maybe she was not that bad but another part stubbornly disagreed. He flinched as he heard her question, too deep in thoughts to notice.

"A few questions: Do I have to live with you now, and how often do you plan on feeding off of me?"

Tyler frowned slightly and began pacing again. Finally, he stopped and replied "Well, you don't have to...well, live with me. Not if you don't want to. But I suggest you live in my apartment for a few days before I can find you an apartment in this building...I'm not sure if the others are this generous but well...That's just me talking" He tapped his cheek and chose his words carefully for the next question. It was not that he was uncomfortable with the question, he just didn't want to startle the woman. Sighing, he said

"Maybe once a month or something...I don't really know how strong the urges will be since I have never had a blood bond before...I will try to improve my self-control but I won't promise anything...if worse comes to worst, once a week, I guess...I will have to ask the others about it"

He gave her a pointed look and continued tiredly "It's not like I enjoy it, you know...as for the rules you have to keep...err...I have a rule book if you want to read. I suggest you rest for now...I will lie down on the couch a little bit, too...it has been a busy week for me and my family"

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#2012-06-24 03:42:03, as written by Horseygirl

Lily Sofia Wildrose
~Tyler's apartment

Lily was tempted to leap forward and hold Tyler still as he paced. She got an odd, sort of detached sense of stress. Was this what he was feeling? Maybe their bond was deeper then she had thought, and they could feel each others emotions. She shuddered at the thought of having to be so close to someone. It they had to be connected to each other for the rest of their very long lives, then she couldn't really hide her secretes from him like she did with everyone else. She couldn't help but be fearful. Not of him hurting her, but of him taking down the walls she so carefully built to protect herself. She wrapped her arms around her legs.Nervously, she rubbed an old-looking ring, that looked almost like a vine made of silver that wrapped around her finger once. It was the only thing she had of her mothers. Lily hated her mother for what she put her through- but she still was her mother.

Tyler spoke, making her look up and tearing her from her thoughts. He told her it was best she stay here until they could find her an apartment in his building, and that he wasn't sure if the others where this generous. A light laugh, like a windchime escaped her. "Oh, so I got the softie." Her worried expression relaxed as she smiled at him playfully. He was a little vague, explaining that he had never had a blood bond before. "Just don't starve yourself to the point to where you rip open my throat in my sleep."

He seemed tired as he explained that he didn't enjoy this, and he had a rulebook if she wanted to read it. She shook her head. "You would be crazy if you did enjoy this. A stranger, being forced into your life."
When he said he would lie down on the couch, she rolled her eyes. "There is no way I would make you sleep on the couch. Come on over." Lily moved to the edge of the bed, so he could lie down. "Well, since we are going to being seeing a lot of each other, you might as well tell me a little about yourself." She shifted, still uncomfortable with the position they had both been put in, and tucked her legs underneath her as she watched him curiously. "Like, what to you do for a living? Am I going to meet your coven?"

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