Care for a Trim? ://Open//:

[Laci Darkshadow]

Tyler snorted, amused that he'd played the family card.
"Yeah, my family's real great," he said casually, pretending to act normal and loving and all-around-favored-son material. "They loved me so much they made me sleep in my sister's room until I could get here. Yeah, the bed was too crowded so I slept on the floor. It was really comfortable. Oh, and we had this awesome thing called family dinners. Yeah, they were great... I remember, we ate in complete silence because it was too awkward otherwise. Real fun.
"See, Blackjack? You don't get it! I'd have been better off without a family. I'd rather die right now than have to tell them I Changed into a Vampyre. You know why? Because they were scared of me when I was Marked. And how do you think they'll react when they find out I survived the damn process of becoming a freak? I wouldn't be surprised if they moved to Antarctica just to get the hell away from me!"
He took a breath and shook his head, blinking rapidly in an attempt to keep his headache manageable.
"Dammit, Blackjack," he muttered, suddenly noticing a searing pain wracking through his body. "Karma hates me. I've jinxed it. I'm dying. Dammit!" he choked, wondering when blood would start forming puddles on the clean floor. He cringed, scrunching his eyes shut and gritting his teeth in an attempt to keep from screaming. If he was going to die, he didn't want other people to have to hear. He knew it was pointless to get Alaine- not like she could do anything to reverse his slow death. But why hadn't he died yet? What the hell was taking so long?
The pain that had begun in the slow form of a headache- clever, he realized -still hadn't left him.

[``the K Y R A]

Blackjack's expression didn't change at all, remaining completely calm and faintly irritated- but only slightly. He was better at hiding his feelings than most, even though Mo had cornered the market on that. For several long moments, he looked like he was going to start on some long, angry rant, but he only blinked, clearing the anger from his expression.

"I'd worry more about what Nyx has in mind for you rather than how shitty you think your life is. Because, guess what? There's always someone worse off than you."

[Laci Darkshadow]

Tyler shook his head, the only reasonable response he could manage. He couldn't talk for two reasons. One of them being because of the pain that felt like someone had pressed a red hot iron to his forehead and then it spread down through the rest of his body. But the second was because he was confused. If he wasn't dying, wasn't going to reject the Change, he had to be completing it. But it made no sense. Why was it happening now, why didn't he Change earlier?
He cursed mentally, remembering how he had been complaining only moments ago about how he knew he was going to die.
Haha, Nyx, he thought sarcastically. Wonderful way to disagree.
He glanced up to Blackjack and, through his gritted teeth, let out a faint, strangled laugh.
"Guess you're right, huh?" he joked, wondering if it always took this long. Of course it was fading, slowly, but his forehead still hurt like hell. Probably because of the additions... he wondered what they'd be like when he looked in the mirror. That is, when he was out of shock and pain.

(( Writer's block that lasts longer than a week seriously sucks. _ _+ ))

[``the K Y R A]

Blackjack rolled his eyes at Tyler. "Of course I'm right," he muttered. I'm not stupid, and even if I was, my ex-girlfriend is a kid genius, of all things.

If Blackjack actually read books, he'd add that Kaliea was probably capable of the same things as a certain fictional criminal genius named Artemis Fowl, apart from the whole getting stuck in limbo for two years part. Not quite possible, no matter how rich her stepfather was.

(( ugh short post. oh well. :] teehee, I love Artemis ))

[Laci Darkshadow]

(( Hehe, Artemis pwns all. xD
I love The Arctic Incident... he gets all worried about her and he's all, "Are you alright?" and she's all, "I think so... *BAM!*" LOL. ))

Tyler blinked for a few moments, then let out a faint sigh. Lucky for him, since he didn't think he'd enjoy much more, the pain had faded to a dull whisper of the original searing.
"Well, that was pleasant," he muttered, rubbing his forehead absently. He glanced over the his dresser, suddenly wondering what Nyx had done. He knew that his crescent would be filled in now, but with some weird design with it. It'd better not be flowers or something.
He looked back to Blackjack, silent as ever.
"Will I need to wear a hat around the girls so I won't be teased?" he asked, smirking to let him know he was only kidding. Tyler stood and walked over to his dresser, looking into the tiny mirror that he used on rare occasions- mostly being when he was required to look decent.
The new vampyre snickered. Through the filled in Mark was a thin line resembling an arrow. Of course the crescent was the bow.
"Clever," he mumbling, laughing once to himself. "But fitting."

[``the K Y R A]

Blackjack shrugged. "Not bad," he agreed. "I'm still hoping that Nyx doesn't feel spiteful when I change, because that could be really bad." He smirked, and changed the topic. "Lucky you, now you get to sit vigil all night. How exciting! Not."


(( booyeah xD If only I could get my hands on enough money to purchase Artic Incident and Eternity Code.. I have all the others XDD But Time Paradox is probably my favorite.. hehe. and sorry for the short post, my muse has gone kaput ))