Re: The Mischief Is Dead Once More.

[• Echo]

Guinevere smiled small.
"I wouldn't really know much of that, either, since I never really lived anywhere but with Humans. And you are right, I've never read a book that put you as kind and such, when in almost every story the Vampires are attacking Humans in the middle of the night. It gets pretty tasteless after awhile," she mused, thinking about her words. True, she had lived in places where a night couldn't past without multiple fights going on. It wasn't exactly the "welcome" sort of thing.

[aphrodite]

"the stories of attacks during the night originated from the sun vampires. if you recall, thier skin 'sparkles' in the sunlight. so they come out at night to disguise themselves better." darkend uprising tried to help her understand better. there was no parts of the stories that ever explained that there was two completly diferent types of vampires. nor was there ever any specific name given to them. but the difference between the moon and sun vamps was like the difference from a shark and a fish.

[• Echo]

Guinevere nodded slightly as she listened. So at least one part of the books of Twilight hadn't been false, though most of the other Vampire books had.
"Do you know anything that I might be, or am I just a serious misfit?" she asked quietly, tugging off her baseball cap. Shrugging out of her jacket, her cat ears were now fully exposed, along with the Leopard markings over her body. She had tattoos, too, on her neck, arms, and back, but they were all invisable at the moment.

[aphrodite]

they both let out a silent gasp in shock. taking in the strange markings that covered her skin " i can't say that i've ever seen such a thing.... but perhaps.. the shadow elders could put a name to it" sinful obsession tumbled the tought in her head before she said them so she wouldn't sound offensive. the earth generation of the shadow watchers were said to be the wisest creatures on earth. they had been around centuries before the first of the moon vampires, it was said that they were here even before the humans. thier mission was to keep evil in line. and by doing so they had met millions of spieces not known to the human world, some not even know to the 'fantasy' world. they had anciet languages and way of thinking. countless books and beliefs past down the many generations of shadow watchers. the last known generation was born three years ago, known as the comet generation. darkend uprising was great friends with one of them and they often visited, so it wouldnt be hard to find them.

[• Echo]

Guinevere sighed, keeping her eyes, now dull again, trained on the ground. Solembum yowled loudly and jumped up into Sinz arms, clinging to her until she held him. Looking up at her with wise eyes, he seemed to be trying to tell her something. *Help her* he growled to her through his mind. Never before had he spoken to anyone other than Guinevere, and it felt... Off.
"Je le savais..." Guinevere muttered to herself, French for 'I knew it'. She had always known she was a misfit, and now their reactions ahd proved it. Even Vampires didn't know what she was?
"Je suis un monstre..." French for 'I am a freak'.

[aphrodite]

"yah, and we're completly normal" darkend uprising said sarcasticly. he hated when someone felt sorry for themselves. sinz watched as her tatoos ran from the suns like a scared puppy. it was about noo now and the sun was high in the sky. most of the clouds had passed by now and were headed west. sinz stood quietly as drake impatiently waited for a response from Guinever.

[• Echo]

~Guinevere
My eyes narrowed dangerously as I listened to his sarcastic words, eyes flashing angrily.
"At least you actually know what you are," I snarled at him, my body quivering in anger and tension. Solebum laid down beside me, and I could clearly tell he was troubled by his expression, but did not really feel like talking.

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