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posted by Robin_Love
Just something I thought of. I think it’s not quite yet a mwaka but the story came to me. Enjoy

The soft lullaby filled the room as the clock turned 2:00. The sun was tucked away to sleep, much like the girl in bed. A shadow crossed the room, coming closer. A sudden flash of metal, and the girl faced her intruder, claws out.
“You could have died!”
The kofia fell away to reveal piercing icy blue eyes.
“I needed someone...”
The implication of his words caused her to lower her guard and sheath her claws. She made room on the kitanda and he sat, staring into a dark abyss.
“Has it already been a whole year?”
He nodded and his eyes turned into sorrow.
“One mwaka since she broke it off...”
The girl stayed quiet and let the muziki from her box fill the room.
“Are wewe okay?”
He laughed bitterly.
“Of course not! She was the one and my damned luck worked out so I Lost her!”
“Don’t level your anger at me!”
He snapped his mouth shut and glared at the moon for mocking his wounded heart.
“I upendo her...but she doesn’t want me.”
“Then maybe it’s time to get over her...”
He threw his head back with a viscous grin.
“Yes because there are so many out there who are waiting to upendo a real beast, a true monster!”
She slapped him, the sound echoing across the quiet room. When she spoke, her voice shook.
“You are no monster, Terror!”
He stared at the girl before crumbling into her lap with silent sobs. He cried a long while, letting it all out. She soothed his hair, allowing him to cry as no other would. It was nearly dawn when he finally sat up and looked at her.
“Maybe you’re right, Cat. Maybe... maybe there is another....”
She didn’t miss the uncertainty in his voice.
“Don’t look too hard; she’ll find you.”
He nodded and stood, ruffling her bedhead.
“Thank wewe my friend.”
added by SilverWings13
Source: Deviant Art
posted by Robin_Love
He kept his head down as he wove his way into the city. His eyes swept over the faces around him. He could sense their emotions. See through their defenses. Their fears were things he could see. He closed his eyes for a brief second. Then headed down an alleyway. He was thankful to not be noticed. He headed to a side door and down several flights of stairs. He knocked on the door. A hatch slid open, revealing piercing green eyes.
“Oh god,” Terror muttered.
“What's the password?”
“Robin-”
“Nope.”
“Robin you-”
“Not even close!”
“How about this? Robin open this damn door before...
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added by Kenzie_KarmaYJ
Source: the wonderful web
added by Kenzie_KarmaYJ
Source: the wonderful web
added by -BelovedRobin
added by WingsOfDeath
I flopped down on the kitanda in the lounge. I had been pacing across the room for the past forty-eight minutes, waiting for the Team to get back. I stretched my legs out, propping them up on the table, bored out of my mind. How much longer would they be? It was almost midnight, 11:52 to be exact, and they had been gone since 7:30. Sometimes I wish I didn’t have the power to gauge time, it only made everything seem longer.

This happened a lot. Ever since the Team had so grudgingly accepted me as a new member, I was deemed too weak and inexperienced to jiunge them on important missions. I resented...
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added by BladeYJ
Source: meow? ;3
added by Devin_Grayson
added by The_Writer
added by Robin_Love
added by AislingYJ
posted by SilverWings13
 Octavia Rurik
Octavia Rurik
Name: Octavia Rurik
Age: approx 227; looks 22
Species: warlock (born of warlock parents)
Specialties: healing and defense spiritual magic
Weapon: none
Likes: swimming, singing, lanterns
Dislikes: disease, tyranny, spiders

Name: Dmitri Rurik
Age: approx 180; looks 18
Species: warlock (born of warlock parents)
Specialties: defense and elemental spiritual magic
Weapon: a long black scepter topped kwa a glowing crystal orb (colors shifts with type of magic used)
Likes: birds, playing the violin, headphones
Dislikes: a lot of things

Background: Dmitri and Octavia are the youngest children of Wilhelm Magnus and...
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added by Robin_Love
posted by 221B-Baker
This charrie goes kwa the name Jenson King. Overly-gelled black hair to match his green eyes, this kid could be a Greaser, I swear. When he gets angry, au his body is put under a large amount of stress, he has the ability to retreat into the form of a black leopard. Even when in human form, his cat-like eyes and fangs give him night-vision, and an unusual taste for catnip. Jenson's past remains a secret, even to him. His earliest memory is waking up in the middle of the jungle at age twelve, only to be taken to civilization kwa tourists. He enjoyed old, classic streetfighting games, hence his Greaser appearance. At age sixteen, he traveled to America, and joined the team. Knowing zaidi Hindi than English, he often just sits in the rafters and watches everyone.

This biography has many sketchy points, and most of my biographies will, until I'm used to uandishi them, so, patience.
added by Robin_Love
Source: anime
posted by SilverWings13
WARNING: lots of emotions from my emotionally-wrecked children, both good and bad (but mostly bad coz they're so screwed up..) wewe have been warned.

"Jazzy? Nic? Alek? Anybody here?" The lone voice echoed in the silence. It's owner sighed when no response came and readjusted the straps around her shoulders. They connected the pack comfortably between her shoulder blades, allowing her to fly without the pack disrupting the rhythm of her wings while in flight.
Dr. Xian had to be asleep in his private quarters below, Emily assumed, as he would be the only one at the HQ until the others returned...
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added by Eclipse-YJ
added by Robin_Love
Source: anime
added by AislingYJ
Source: me