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Azura Turner

"It's gonna take awhile to break down that wall I built."

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a character in “Slaves of Beast”, originally authored by Purpl3_Flam3s, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Full Name: Azura Danielle Turner
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
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Likes: Climbing Trees, Children, Thinking, Fruits. Surprises, and Music
Dislikes: Tied Down, The Dark, Over-Thinking, and Being Crowded,
Personality: Azura is a very random person. She had her own wall built to keep her away from other people. For her own personal reasons that is. Her thoughts are very crazy and scrambled and she is never thinking straight. If she is outside, she ends up in a tree with her knees to her chest trying to sort out jumbled thoughts. Azura is a stubborn person and doesn't like to take commands or orders. Every time she tries to fight back she ends up getting yelled at or hurt. So she has learned over time how to keep her mouth shut. Azura always wants to get her thoughts or ideas out. It's very hard for her to shut hr mouth. Azura isn't the type to be brave and daring. She is a cautious person always looking at her chances and making sure to never mes something up.
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Master’s Name: Sairen McKennin
Biography: Azura's life wasn't all candy and lollipops. She had her ups and down. Mostly her downs. Making that her father is gone and her mother is always in her room doing god knows what. It leaves Azura all by herself. It's get very lonely actually. That's usually the reason for her wall and why she ice skates. It helps her clear her mind and she has gotten good over the years. She has gotten so used to being alone, that she hates being in large crowds. Although her life before she was taken as a slave was sad, being a slave makes it much worse. Azura was taken in her own home. Her mother upstairs asleep or knocked out from all the drinking she has seen her mother do. She didn't bother screaming, thrashing, or fighting back. If she did, she was going to miss and opportunity to change her life. Her mother obviously didn't care. Oh how wrong she was.

So begins...

Azura Turner's Story

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Time: 1:OO pm|Slaves:Basement| Vampires:Living Room| Parents:MIA

Azura silently had a panic attack. She was taken in the middle if the day, and then chained with her hands behind her. It was very uncomfortable and the metal and the metal threateningly grind against her wrist, making it even more uncomfortable. They had just gotten to the house and she was in complete shock. It was huge. But before Azura could happily look around she was shoved to the basement which was unbelievably cold. Unfortunately for her, she couldn't hug her body because -again- she was chained. She shivered a little. It was getting colder by the second. [No one had made a peep yet and Azura couldn't blame them, they were in a house full of vampires, what do you expect?

'If they plan on killing us, i'd rather not die of pneumonia.' She thought as another shiver went down her body. Her feet were also unbelievably numb, since they took their shoes off when they entered the house. Azura shifted a little to get her feet out in front of her and decided to stare at them until someone came an got them. 'If that was even going to happen.'

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Johnathan had been silent for the first half of the journey towards his unknown location, glaring out of the window due to extreme boredom. "Where you takin' me then?" he asked to the driver, but received only silence as a reply. A loud sigh broke through his lips and he leaned back into the seat of the car. "Am I going to die?" he asked, "you can atleast tell me that, right?". Again, there was only silence to answer his question. "Well, that's just great".

They'd arrived, and before he knew it he was standing outside a giant mansion. He raised only one eyebrow and hesitantly began to walk towards it. There was a man at his side, and if he hadn't been so compliant about entering the house then he'd probably have been dragged there instead. "Hey, hey," he said to the guy, leaning towards him to speak into his ear. "Can I atleast have a cigarette before I go to die in some random house?" he asked. The guy shot him a glare, and Johnathan sighed. "Oh, screw it then" he spat.

Once inside, he eyed the place curiously. He figured the owners were loaded, so he needn't worry about being treated poorly. Then again, that was only a thought. He was lead towards a plain, wooden door. The man at his side opened the door and he was greeted by a harsh cold that practically slapped him in the face. Johnathan was pushed further into the room. "Yeah, cya," he said to the man, only to receive a slammed door as a reply.

He walked down the stairs, the chains still attached to his wrists. As he reached the bottom, he spotted a fairly attractive young woman. "Ah, so it's not just me they abducted.." he stated, though it was probably perceived as more a question that a statement.



Sairen stared plainly out of his bedroom window, looking straight out into the garden. He usually spent his hours doing this. His siblings thought it weird, but - quite frankly - he didn't care. Judgement didn't bother him in the slightest. The silence of the room was broken when he stood from his seat. He straightened out his dark coloured suit and slowly travelled towards the door, opening it and stepping outside.

He was walking through the downstairs hallway when he stopped beside the door of the basement. His head turned ever so slowly, the thoughts of their newest little 'pets' floating through his mind. As far as he could tell, their views on being in the mansion were anything but positive. The male was different though, as he only seemed to find the whole thing amusing.

Sairen continued to the living room, where the majority of his siblings were. He eyed Analise. "Quit whining," he told her, "they're doing fine. All healthy and whatnot". He took a seat on the sofa, attempting not to crease his perfectly straightened outfit.

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Chase Mckennin

Chase walked around in his room trying to figure out how he was going to seduce his new slave. Clearly she didn't want to be there, so he was going to make her want to be there. He was actually happy Mother did something right by getting them toys. He was going to enjoy every moment of it and make sure it last. From upstairs he could hear his siblings talking downstairs about the humans in the basement. Analise was complaining about them being in the basement while Xander and Sairen said that they should be down there.

He ran his fingers through his hair and went down the grand staircase. He looked at Sairen who was just nice for being introduce to slaves. Chase made his way to the lazy boy chair and put his feet on the foot rest. He was quite comfortable. "You should bring them up. We could make them pets." He called out to Analise.





Gabrielle

Gabby woke up in dark room with others around her. She doesn't actually remember how she got her or what she was doing here. All she remembers is that she put up a great fight, but lost in the end. She groaned and tried to move her hands, but they were tied down. She rubbed the metal together and banged them on the ground. "Ugh!" She cried out. There were others in the room with her, but she didn't pay much attention to them.

She heard people talking and instantly stopped moving. They weren't far away. Then another boy walked in and he was being quite sarcastic and Gabby just watched as he eyed the other girl. There are more.. She looked at the staircase he came down from and was getting quite annoyed. She started banging her metal shackles against the wall trying to make noise. "Hey! Can I get these shackles off!" She asked making more noise.

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#, as written by Layla
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Let's take a better look
beyond a story book
And learn our souls are all we own
before we turn to stone






It had been an ordinary day, filled with ordinary happenings.

A man fell from the freaking sky.

Emerald screamed as she spun her steering wheel, executing a sharp tern that would make any man proud just as a ton of man fell from nowhere onto the road in front of her. Time didn't slow down like they said it would in story books, there was no rocking background music, just the hoarse croon of John Cage from her car radio.

Her car - a really bloody great car it had been too - jerked into the air and flipped, spinning around and around and strangely enough, she couldn't feel her body. Was this what it felt like to fly? Who was going to lead her University Cheer Squad tomorrow? She had a shift at the soup kitchen, how was she-

The world disappeared over the edge of the cliff her car tumbled towards.




"Jesus, don't fall from the sky like that," she groaned, her forehead furrowing in confusion and pain. She ached all over. "God, I could use a massage right about now," she mumbled, lifting her arms to rub at her sore head.

Except she couldn't lift them.

She couldn't lift anything.

"What the hell?" she exclaimed as the world came into focus. Her forest green eyes scanned the darkness and found... A car boot? "What the hell?!?"

Her heart slammed against her ribcage as she struggled against the chains that seemed to encompass all of her. This was so not Heaven and she did not deserve to burn in the Underworld, she was a good to dogs vegan! "Let me out! LET! ME! OUT!" she yelled with all her might just as the boot popped open and a man's face hunched over her.

"You do not look like an Angel and you're too short to be God!" she yelled, loud enough for everyone at the mansion to hear. "Ew, get away from me! What do you think you're doing?" The man did not respond, accept to lift her up into his arms. Those were nice biceps...

Focus, Emmy, focus, she told herself. Was she being kidnapped?

"You're just going to hurt yourself struggling," a low voice warned as he carried her up a flight of stairs that lead to...

"Woah, that's a nice house," she found herself saying.

"Yeah?"

"No! Let me go, you creep!" The double doors of the mansion pushed open and she was brought into a gigantic lounge room of some sort with other...

"Look, if it's money you want, I'm really not worth that much. Like, maybe two dollars or something." Emerald paused. "No, what am I saying? I lied. I'm worth, like, 2 trillion plus infinity. Ooo, nice chandelier. Oh my god, stop distracting me, you bastard," she yelled, ripping at her chains and only succeeding in hurting herself on the metal. "Ow!"

"Mmm, smells like dinner," the man whispered in her ear before setting her down next to some other chained guy. He had soft brown hair, beautiful, light eyes and...

"Hey, why aren't his ankles shackled?" she yelled furiously.

"Because he's not trying to kick his way to freedom?"

"You're a dick."

"Thanks."





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"I want a girl with a mind like a diamond
I want a girl who knows what's best
I want a girl with shoes that cut
And eyes that burn like cigarettes"






"Shut up," she growled, her breathless voice low as she shoved her new boy toy onto the bed, next to her Girl Toy. She wished they came with silent buttons, but she supposed gags would have to do. The three bodies were slick with sweat and the two and a half century old Vampire drunk on reckless abandon. She didn't care what happened to them, she'd drain them dry and have the servants dispose of their bodies. Quietly, so their overly careful 'parents' didn't lecture her again.

Humans were walking, talking blood bags.

Made to be used.

Annalette threw an article of clothing to the side and it hit the wall with a thump. She grinned, her fangs extending and piercing her lower lip. God, she was hungry.

"Miss Annalette?"

"What?" she snarled, snapping her head around and glaring at the intrusion, her normally pale, icy blue eyes a brilliant sapphire.

"Your slave is here," her butler said calmly, bowing his head in respect. He'd been with them for a little over a century, long enough to know whom he had to be formal with and whom he didn't. Analise, for example, needed little formalities. Disliked them, even. Xander and Annalette were another matter.

"Send him up," she snapped.

"I'm afraid that is not possible, my lady."

"Why not?" she hissed, impatient to feed and do other things now.

"He is unconscious, with a heavy build, as your father and mother knew you'd like."

"He is obedient?" Annalette asked, or rather, warned.

"We are not yet certain, my lady."

Annalette huffed, extracting her naked body from the two bodies below her. They were, how do you say, 'drunk off their buttocks,' and would awaken with little memory of what had happened to them. Annalette pulled on a gauzy maroon blouse that ended mid thigh, giving the butler a dismissive wave.

She left the room and drifted past the haunting music that she knew belonged to Xander. She cocked an eyebrow as she passed him by, mouthing 'Dinner's ready,' silently, and smirking. The moment she passed his room, Annalette rolled her eyes. She hated him.

"Looking... Eccentric, as always, Analise," she acknowledged as she passed by the lolita clad girl. It appeared immortality froze her at a perpetually immature age. That, or she was mentally unstable as Annalette had always known her to be.

"Sairen," she purred rather threateningly, the closest her siblings would ever get to a greeting from the ever sarcastic and irritable Annalette. "Obsessive compulsive as you were yesterday, and the decade before, I notice," she said, eyeing his meticulously pressed and polished suit, a far cry from her absently laced blouse and hair that looked as if multiple hands had gone through it. Which, you know, was the case.

Sairen was the sort to wear lune convoitise because Armani was too common.

Annalette eyed the 'gifts' wearily, and cocked her head to the side. They were quite nice to look at, and they smelled even tastier. She would love a taste of the brunette with the chocolate brown eyes and olive skin. She gazed at the girl asking for her shackles to be removed and had to hold back a laugh. Foolish humans. She raked her gaze over a brown haired and light eyed boy. Prettier than the Queen, she thought sardonically. Annalette tossed a screeching, bleeding girl her cruelest smile. The slave froze in response, in the middle of her rant about her Red Cross and vegan commitments or something.

"What is your name, pup?" Annalette purred, suddenly appearing millimetres away from the dark haired girl. Analette curled a lock of her hair around her fingers and looked into her forest green eyes.

"No way in hell," the slave replied. Annalette cocked an eyebrow. Mmm, a fighter. How fun, she thought sarcastically. "You might use it against me or something.

"I assure you, my dear. Your name matters little," Annalette said. "You will be whatever your master says you are." The Vampire stood, tossing her long auburn hair over her shoulder.

"M-master?" the slave squeaked.

"Why, yes." Annalette smiled, not trying very hard to be comforting. "You're a slave now."

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Azura stood frozen as the vampire walked up to her. He looked at her for awhile befor officially claiming her. When he left she was being dragged to the kitchen. She let out a breath she didn't even know she was holding. Azura was that scared, and that scared her even more. "What would you like to eat?" The lady who pulled her into the kitchen said. She tought for a second befor settling on the most simplest thing. "Can I get a peanut butter and jelly sandwhich?" Azura asked and the lady smiled befor getting right to it. As she was making it, her mind started to wander off. What was he planning on doing to her? What was his name? It took her awhile to get back to then real world and when she did, there was a sandwhich infront of her. "Thanks." Azura said before picking it up and putting it in her mouth. The chains were rubbin against her and she can feel it burn her skin as she moved around. 'Thats gonna leave a mark.'

Finishing her sandwhich she wa spear up the stairs. Azura didn't pay much attention to where she was going or what was around her. She was more focused on what's going to happen. Sinner than expected she was infront of the from that held her fate. Azura scoffed a little. The lady opened the door and Asura shuffled in immediately seeing the figure on the bed. The door closed behind her closed leaving her and her new owner. Azura didn't know whether to sit down or say anything so she just stood there.

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There was a couple seconds of silence before he turned and walked up to her. "If you're not aware already, my name is Sairen. You must refer to me as that and only that, no nicknames. 'Sir' and 'Master' will not be tolerated as I find them extremely annoying" Sairen said and she couldn't help but find his deep voice a little sexy. 'This is not the time to be thinking like that.' she thought. "Azura. A beautiful name indeed," He continued and flinched when his hand cam up to her cheek. 'Dammit, why'd you flinch?'Azura mentally cursed. Now he might thinks she is a scared little girl.

Azura realized she didn't even say thank you. "T-thank you." Azura stammered and she mentally cursed herself out again. 'Was that a stutter Azura!? Get your sh*t together!' Azura thought to herself.

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Sairen stared at Azura, his expression practically non-existent. She was silent but her thoughts were as clear as day. 'Dammit, why'd you flinch?' she asked herself. Sairen raised only one brow and stepped back a bit. "T-thank you," she managed to choke out. It was clear to see that she was flustered. He could feel it, and it was amusing to Sairen, but he tried not to let it be seen by her. 'Was that a stutter Azura!? Get your sh*t together!' he heard, loud and clear.

Sairen tightened his eyes into a squint, clearing his throat. "Could you try not to use such foul language in your toughts?" he asked, his brows lowering into a frown. He couldn't really blame her, since she wasn't aware that he had the ability to hear the thoughts of other people, though she should've seen it coming. He was a vampire, and it was known to nearly all that each vampire had a special ability. His just happened to be telepathy.

Of course, if she had no idea about his immortality then how could she? He wasn't sure whether she knew about it or not. He could only read what was on her mind at the current time. He sort of figured that she could've guessed it by now, what with him being clear about his telepathic abilities.

He shook his head and decided he'd leave that for the time being. "I''m thirsty," he told her, being rather straight-forward about the whole thing. He held a hand out to her and waited. If she had any sense she'd have run off by now. He was planning on making it painful.

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Azura was a little stunned when he said to keep her thoughts curse free. She should have known he could read her thoughts. But hey, she wasn't into twilight or vampire diaries. And when someone brought up the subject she was just grin and nod when it was needed. Not that a lot of people talked to her back at home. She wasn't the type to catch people's attention. Azura was more of a stay at home type of person. But she was alone since her mother was god knows where.

"I''m thirsty," Sairen said. It was blunt, plain, simple, straight-forward. Call it anything if you will. Azura didn't care if he was thirsty, she was just scared if it was going to hurt. She has heard that it felt good after the first time, and suddenly became curious. Sairen had was out waiting fr hers and she reluctantly put it there. "Is it going to hurt?" It was a simple question that hinted she was a little scared.

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Azura gasped as he bite down on her. It hurt very much. It too all her power not to drop on the floor. It felt like he was sucking the life right out of her. He bit down harder, Azura couldn't help a whimper escape her lips. Finally after a couple seconds of pain, Sairen pulled from her and licked the wound. When he let go she instantly dropped to the floor. Azura shakily got back up wincing at the pain at the throbbing pain on her arm. Even though it wasn't their anymore, the pain was. "That will be all." Sairen locked the door and she was stuck in here with him.

"Do you tho I you can take these off?" Azura said mentioning the chains that she thought had officially made a mark on her wrist. It was burning and she didn't want to make a huge scene about it.

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"Do you tho I you can take these off?" asked Azura from the other side of the room, almost sounding a little bit impatient to his ears. He didn't shift his gaze from the garden. "Why? Are they hurting you?" he replied with question of his own. Of course, he didn't leave her time to reply as he was already behind her, breathing down her neck. They must've been hurting.

Sairen examined the shackles with a grin. "I could remove them, but that would not benefit me in the slightest, would it?". He shifted them around a little but didn't bother to remove them. "You having these one makes you sort of.. vulnerable. I like that". With her like this, he was in complete power. She couldn't exactly run away, and she couldn't struggle because she had her arms tied together. It was not like she could dominate him either way, but he liked to know that she felt weak like that.

"No," he told her, "I don't think I'd like to remove them just yet". He moved from behind her and pulled the seat out from under his desk. "Come. Sit," he ordered, pointing to the chair. Sairen moved back a few steps and lowered himself down to his bed. He glared in her direction. "If there's any questions you'd like to go over, now would be the time - whilst I'm feeling oddly social and in a listening mood".

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"Why? Are they hurting you?"Was Sairen's reply to her previous question. Azura was ready with a reply but before she could utter a word, he was breathing down her neck. Azura was stunned a little at the fast movement. But she guess it was apart of being a vampire. What really got her attention was when he shifted them around. It just made them rub more on her wrist. Azura winced at the pain, keeping in any sounds. She was going to stay strong. "No," He paused a little bit before continuing. "I don't think I'd like to remove them just yet.". Well there goes all chances of getting them off.

"Come. Sit," It was a demand which she didn't take to lightly, but followed suit. "If there's any questions you'd like to go over, now would be the time - whilst I'm feeling oddly social and in a listening mood". Sairen said while glaring at her. It took awhile to think up a question. Her other question backfired. After what felt like hours she thought up a reasonable question. "What exactly do you want from me?"

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There was an uncomfortable silence between Sairen and Azura, he figured she must've been thinking of a question. Sairen just hoped to God that it wasn't a long one. He was feeling social but it was wise not to push him too far. Eventually, she spoke. "What exactly do you want from me?" Azura asked. A light frown crept its way onto his face as he thought of a way to answer that.

"Nothing," he concluded, the harshness in his eyes fading for a brief moment. "It was not me that requested you. You were merely a gift from the parents of this so called 'family'. If it were my choice you'd be dead by now, or rotting in the basement. However, they requested that you be kept alive and healthy. I am not one to rebel against my mother and father, so I comply with their wishes".

He stood up. "With that being said, I now see that your shackles are causing harm to you, which basically crosses out the healthy part, it seems". He was near her in a swift moment, eyeing the shackles. He curled his fingers around them and crushed them almost instantly. They probably seemed indestructible to her. 'How pathetic she is,' he thought.

"Well, if that's truly all you wish to ask, I'll get on with what I have to say. My room is private, so any snooping about or acting curiously will cause you to be punished. Your daily activities may include writing or reading - you will be given three pieces of paper per day, and if you have finished your book you will be taken to the library to retrieve a new one. Every so often you may be allowed to walk in the garden, of course under my watch. Your dinner is at 7pm each night, and mine is at 8pm. Drinks are brought to you when requested, but snacks will be brought throughout the day. Breakfast is at 7am. If you miss it you go without that meal. Lunch is at 12pm. Again, if you miss it then that's of your own fault. Don't pester me, unless absolutely necessary. Your bed is in the corner. Blankets and pillows will be brought around when it is time for you to sleep".

He took a brief pause, then looked down at her. "I think that's pretty much it," he said with a sigh of relief, all that talking was making him tired.



Johnathan stopped as Analise did, and smiled as she examined him a bit more before talking. "Thank you. Honestly, I don't know why I'm so different from them. I just hope I'm not a cruel as them when I get to their age," she said as they continued to walk down the hall. "Oh. I'm sorry. Thinking out loud. Silly me."

After a moment they reached a door of which Johnathan could only assume was the garden. He turned to look at Analise. "Have you ever read Alice In Wonderland?" she giggled. He wasn't exactly sure what she meant by that, but he'd soon find out. The door swung open and Johnathan just stood, wide-eyed. He was speechless. Their garden was amazing, and he'd never even had so much as owning a plant before now.

"It took me at least a decade to figure it all out but I know it better then anyone. Mother had it made for me. In the middle there's a lovely pagoda with patio furniture and everything. I like to just sit out here at night and watch the Moon Flowers bloom," she said as Johnathan stepped out further into the garden. He couldn't help but laugh loudly. "This is freakin' amazing," he exclaimed. "You can lead the way, if you like. You say you know it all better than I do anyway, so I'm trusting you not to get me lost". He flashed her a grin, before holding his arm out as a gesture to say 'lead the way'.

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Azura didn't believe that he didn't have any intention for her. Then why would he take her in the first place. "It was not me that requested you. You were merely a gift from the parents of this so called 'family'. If it were my choice you'd be dead by now, or rotting in the basement. However, they requested that you be kept alive and healthy. I am not one to rebel against my mother and father, so I comply with their wishes". Azura didn't even know how to even try to answer that. So that's why he hasn't killed her, at all. "With that being said, I now see that your shackles are causing harm to you, which basically crosses out the healthy part, it seems" Azura almost scoffed at how he was now concerned. I'm pretty sure she asked these shackles off a little while ago, correct? When Sairen crushed she didn't really gap at him, she knew he was strong and all and her wrist were now bearing red marks that were soon to scar.

This was when Azura gaped at him. A schedule! She was giving a freaking schedule. And on top of that she was locked in this room until she was eating or given 'supervision' to go outside. "I think that's pretty much it," Sairen sighed and she did too. See how her questions backfired. Azura turned to the corner she was supposedly sleeping and there it was. The crappiest bed she has seen in her entire existence. Azura sighed once again. 'Don't bite the hand that feeds ya.' She thought only then did she remembered he could hear her thoughts. How awkard for her. And no privacy either. Oh the joy in that! Note the sarcasm.

"Um..can I go now? Or am i', completely confined to this one room?" Azura said. If she was she was going to go crazy. This is nothing like her house. Yea she was alone, but their wasn't 4 freaking vampires.

((My lovely sister -note the sarcasm-, gave me the computer to post one time so I can compete with your post. I'm back in the game!))

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When Sairen scoffed that informed her that he read her thoughts. Yea, there was definetly going to be some privacy issues going on. Especially if he is going to just read her mind ever chance he gets. "You will stay in this room. I have some books on that shelf over there," Azura followed his hand to the shelf against the wall. "and a desk with paper and pens over there," Azura turned to look at him as he continued to speak. "For lack of better words, make yourself at home". it was her time to scoff. She couldn't stop it, it just can out. This place was nothing compared to her house, let alone this room. "You'll soon become used to the silence. I know you find that hard to believe, but it's true". Sairen said finishing his little speech. "My whole life was built on silence." Azura muttered. Except music. Especially Paramore. Gotta love Paramore.

Azura went over to the shelf and got a book. She decided to pull out Divergent. She. Wen kver to the bed and flipped open te book wincing a little at the movement her wrist had to do. Might as well finish the day off in a good book. And to think, a couple of hours ago she was yanking her mother out of her bed and throwing the mounds of alcohol out. [i]"Qnd my final words were 'Lazy drunkie'." Azura thought befor staring on her book. When she got out of here.....If she got out of here, she wa going to apologize to her mother.

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Azura didn't pay much attention to Sairen after his little, 'cry me a river' reply. He was being rude and she wasn't going to put up with it for long. She is much stronger than that. It was a moment of silence for the two. Azura was reading and Sairen was, well, doing what Sairen does. A loud growl erupted from his throat sending shivers down her body. Azura knew it wasn't directed at her but it scared the crap out of her, none the less. "Be back in a moment," He said and flew out the room to do god knows what. Relief washed over her when he left. The tension was suffocating and when he left it seemed to magically disappear. But all too soon, he came back and what made it worse was that he attempted a joke.

"Siblings, eh?" The fake smile was added for affect but it didn't do much. "I' didn't have siblings so I wouldn't know." She said. He seemed to be Mr.Grumpy all the time. The fake smile made her want to see his real smile. He would probably be more approachable if he attempted a real smile. After a couple of seconds she realized she was observing his facial features. Quickly she went back to her book and continued her reading.

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Sairen listened closely as she thought about him and his smile. She seemed to be looking closely at him, as if she was taking in his appearance. A crooked smirk placed itself on his lips and he turned to her, his hauntingly red eyes holding a faint shred of craze. "Perhaps I would smile more if I had atleast one thing to smile for," he said, appearing at her side in merely a second. He was sat on the bed next to her, leaning over to read the page.

He turned to look at her, and he examined her features to return the favour. She was a beautiful woman, for a human. He certainly would have some fun torturing her. He could just imagine it now. Her being chained to a wall, him poking and stabbing at her, and her cries of pain ripping through his sensitive ears. A small shudder of delight raked up his spine.



Johnathan was caught a little off-guard when Analise ran to give him a hug. Although she wasn't using her speed, she was still fast. "Oh Johnny, I am so so sorry. You'd be with them now if it weren't for me" she said into his chest with a sob. He placed his hand on the top of her head, running his fingers gently through her hair. "You can visit them any time you want. I'll give them enough money so they can go to the best schools and your mother can live happily. In between visits you should send them cards and and and...Oh, I don't know".

A small smile broke through the anger and he looked down at her. He moved his hand from the top of her heard down to her chin, lifting her head up so he could look her in the eyes. "Don't you dare feel bad about it," he said sternly, "I mean it's not like you were the one to bring me here... I like being here with you, Analise". Johnathan then wrapped his arms around her and lifted her up so that he could hug her properly.

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Azura was shocked that he even spoke. She thought he was the grumpy and quiet one. But she wasn't focused on that, she was concerned with the fact that he kept reading her mind. "Privacy issues dude..." She muttered. Right after she said that he was at her side in a mere second. A 'eep' escaped her lips at how scared she was. She can feel her heart slam against her rib cage and she controlled her breathing. He didn't have to freaking fly towards her. It was a two step walk to where she was sitting.

Sairen started to examine her and a blushed formed on her olive colored cheeks. Azura has never been 'checked out' before and it kind of uncomfortable. Just has someone stare at you is a little creepy. And to think, she had just did that to him not too long ago. He didn't seem to mind though. He seemed to be thinking about something as his eyes roamed her features. Azura didn't have any crazy mental abilities so she didn't know what it was.

She decided to distract herself to continue reading. Even though her wrist were burning in process she need a distraction. And she certanainly couldn't go to the ice rink and skate. That was definetly a no- no for Mr.Silent and Grumpy.

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Azura was left alone again. But it was a longer period of time. Something about 'somebody being up to something' or something along those longs. She was just glad he wasn't staring at her. Azura put her book down once she was sure he wasn't back and went to the bathroom in his room. She turned on the faucet and let the cold water run. Gently she out her wrist under it and whimpered at the sudden pain. A couple seconds later it was dulled and the whimpering stopped. The dried blood turned the water pink as it was cleaned from her skin. The sound of the door opening and Sairen voice sent shivers down her body.

"I apologise for my absence, Azura. I had a little family issue to deal with. Horny sisters are difficult to calm down".

"I'm in the bathroom." She called. Azura doesn't want him freaking out and think she has gone missing. Slowly Azura opened the door using a paper towel to dry the skin on her wrist. "I'm sure you sister can control her hormones at some point." It came right out. She had no time to stop it what so ever. Let's just hope he doesn't take offense to it in some way.

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Azura watched Sairen closely. He didn't seem the slightest bit angry at the insult to his sister. "You wouldn't know unless you meet her yourself. And - if I have anything to do with it - you won't, 'cause she'd most likely tear you to pieces". Azura couldn't help but laugh a little. Can someone say PMS? Does she have at least one emotion under control? "Excuse me for a moment. I had to hand my shirt over to her, and so I now am without one," Azura blushed a deep red. She surely looked like a rose at that moment. She forced her eyes to stay locked on his face and when he left to get a shirt she let out a sigh of relief. No distraction.

Azura walked back over to the desk. She was tired of reading. She need to do something. She grabbed a piece of paper and started to draw a girl in a ice rink in a Russian Split. She missed feeling herself glide across the ice. It was such a nice feeling.

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Azura was drawing the girl's leg in a split when a deep and husky voice filled her ears. "Were you a skater or something?" It's nothing to say that she screamed and had a heart attack. She was totally having a panic attack. Something that she should have gotten over a long time ago. Azura out her hands to her chest and controlled her breathing. It was taking longer than usually. It should have never happened anyways.

Azura took a deep breath and turned to look at Sairen. "Warn me, is that too much to ask?" She said turning back to the drawing. "Yes, I am, well.....was a skater." She said changing her words since she was in this predicament at the moment.