ive fallen and i cant get up... :OPEN:

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Melody slipped through the doors of NYU’s Fine Arts building and quickly put her back to the wall to adjust her backpack and fix her hoodie that was now on over her tshirt. It had gotten colder out and she was sure that she would be freezing by the time she got home. Her apartment was on the other side of the central park at Central Park West and 72nd st. The Majestic Apartments… very majestic. Melody hated living there, but she didn’t pay her rent, so she shouldn’t complain too much. She much rather would have had a quiet little place outside of the city, but no, her mother wanted her close to school so she would actually go and graduate within a decent span of time. Again, not something Melody loved.

But the brunette girl started across 5th avenue and into the darkness of Central Park. It was late, she had stayed far too late at the library in the Fine Arts building, but she had successfully gotten her paper done. She adjusted her backpack again and headed into the darkness, going over in her head the information that she had crammed into her paper. She really did need to reread it and make sure to fix everything that was wrong with it. She couldn’t afford another bad grade in this class and it was starting to ware on her. She really did hate school and she hated that her mother was making her go through it again after high school. She really didn’t want to do this, she didn’t see the point. Her father was paying for her every whim, that stupid fucking bastard who slept with her mother and knocked her up and then shipped her off so he would never be bothered by his illegitimate child.

Melody sighed and then took her ipod out and put the headphones into her ears as she walked, and flipped on some random tunes that would help occupy her mind. But it only helped in moving her thoughts on. Moving on to the thoughts for Eliot and Kalina and the world that they let her into. The world of secrets and shadows, the world of vampires and werewolves, demons and angels. She had never in her wildest dreams thought that those things were real. And now she knew, hell she had proof, the scars on her wrist and thigh were proof to her, every time she saw them. She didn’t know what to think about it. But she had not gone into work for the past few days. Not sure if she really wanted to enter that world or just go on in the blind way she had.

The girl sighed and shook her head, unhappy with what was going through her head. She just wanted it all to stop… she needed it all to stop. She needed something new and exciting and different… but Kalina said she would not change her, Eliot had refused as well, saying she was not ready and she may never be ready. She bit her lip hard, closed her eyes and sighed. Then she tripped, her brown eyes went wide as she fell forward, bracing herself with her hands, her only thought was Please God, don’t break my laptop before her knees hit the pavement and her hands after them. She gasped in pain as she felt a rock cut into her knee and her teeth bite into her lip that she had been chewing on. “Fuck!” She said loudly and then quickly sat on the ground and looked down at her knee which was already starting to bleed. She could also taste the metallic taste of blood in her mouth. “Fucking great.. stupid clutz..”

Attire:XOXO
Count: 619
Lyrics: Hinder
Credit: Mercer
Notes:

This thread is open to any type of story. She could be changed, she could be hurt badly... death is not a card I want to play just yet. But you never know what could happen....

[gavingracin]

It was a beautiful night, he couldn’t deny it, even if it was his third to last day of leave. Day after tomorrow he would be back in Cali-fucking-fornia, and back in uniform, not that he could complain. He loved his job, he just would miss the company of Faith and his other buddies that lived up here. It was a welcomed break from the perfect weather and sunny days of San Diego. The cold wind threatened to try to make him shiver, but all the training he had done, prevented even the frozen stretches of Antarctica would be hard pressed to make this Force Recon Marine shake. His black bini covered his high n’ tight hair cut and ears, and his black Green Day hoodie’s pocket kept his hands rather toasty. The grease stained jeans he wore were just tight enough so they didn’t look ridiculous, but lose enough that he could move freely. His once pristine white sneakers made a soft pounding sound as they hit the disgustingly dirty side walk. It wasn’t that he didn’t take care of his clothing, he just was on his way back to his hotel after helping his friend fix his car.

He took a deep breath of the smoggy New York City air, and gave a small deep throated chuckle as he exhaled, observing the seemingly white steam exit his mouth. God, how he was going to miss this place. It was then that he received a flash of a girl he knew, she was going to fall down a couple block away, she was going to bleed. That wasn’t good for a girl that young in a vampire infested place like the NYC. He started to run, pushing the people out off the way when he came upon them. The streets weren’t all that crowded at this time of night, but there were the occasional loner and couples trying to get their alone time out in the comparatively deserted side walks. There was a drug store just up the street that sold large enough bandages for the wound she was about to receive. He didn’t bother trying to stop it from happening, he wasn’t fast enough. But he could prevent anything else from happening to her if he tried hard enough. He knew he was no match for a vampire if it came right down to it, but hopefully his presence would deter them.

He slowed down to a walk as he came to the door of the drug store, the made his way quickly and quietly to the bandages, and bought a few, thanking the cashier for giving him a military discount, and went on his was. She would be falling any moment now, and he was still three blocks away. He stuck his purchase in his deep jeans pocket and blotted. The wind was a bit colder at te speed he was going but it didn’t much matter. He caught some strange glances as he flew by, people here weren’t much use to men running as fast as he in winter and not wearing a racing number on their back. He was one block away when she hit the ground, the smell of her crimson blood filling the air around her, like a intoxication signal to any immortal within the vicinity. He increased his speed, even though most would have said that would have been impossible. He took a short cut down an alley that would end up across the street from her. He slowed to a nice steady jog, then came out of the mouth of the dark, and looked left and right, and crossed the incandescently lit street.

He kneed in front of her, but not to close to be unwelcome. He looked the wound then asked. “Are you alright ma’am? Here, I have some bandages on me.” As he reached into his pocket he looked at her face. He did know her, from the club. He never thought he would see her again. The vision hadn’t been very clear, he only knew that the female that was going fall was in need of assistance and that he had met her before. He loved how they did that to him, give him just enough to make him do something good, then threw a curve ball like that at him. He paused for a millisecond then pulled out the bandages and the handkerchief that he bought for her to whip the blood from her mouth. “Well hello, funny seein’ you alone this time of night. How’d you manage to tear up your knee and lip? Here, use this for your mouth, it‘s clean I promise.” He handed her the white piece of cloth and unwrapped the new plasters.

Count: 803
Quote:USMC
Credit: Redwood
Notes: Hope you don’t mind me inserting myself in here

I am also open to any plot line, I’m still human at the moment

[downing]

WIP

Attire:XOXO
Count:
Lyrics: Hinder
Credit: Mercer
Notes:

Just wanted to let you know that I am here XD I know its been a while since you posted but I will be working on a reply after I get home from work at noon? I think I get off at noon XD but you will get a reply today.