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Bella Cullen ([personal profile] vampire_shield) wrote in [community profile] all_inclusive2014-03-15 10:41 am

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The problem with being a vampire, Bella thought as she surveyed the two uprooted trees and pile of kindling at her feet, was that there wasn't ever a break. Maybe the pent up anger, frustration and sadness wouldn't have been as intense if she could have just slept. Just a few hours away from it to reboot or reset herself.

She remembered Carlisle telling her once that vampires felt things more completely, that just as their vision and hearing and speed were enhanced, their emotions were, too. Considering the state she was in now, even days after meeting Adrian, she was pretty sure she knew why. There was no relief from it, just day after day, night after night of dwelling on it.

Today she'd decided to go to her forest, to run, to hunt. To see if she could find something to distract her expanded mind, to get away from seeing that face across the hotel and experiencing the same dashed hope that this time it wasn't someone else.

The run had helped a little, pummeling a few trees to kindling had, too.

But even now as she walked back to her room with twigs in her hair, she knew it probably wouldn't last.
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[personal profile] powerof_water 2014-03-16 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
Adam noticed the twigs first. Bella was normally perfect, never a hair out of place but now she had twigs in her hair like she'd been out in the woods practicing magic. Adam was fairly sure vampires couldn't do magic, on account of being dead, so it was curious.

"Bella? Not so coiffed today?"
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[personal profile] powerof_water 2014-03-16 04:16 pm (UTC)(link)

"Is there a reason you're destroying forests?" It did not seem like Bella, who was normally very calm and even-keeled and Adam had a reason to be concerned. Was it bloodlust? Was she trying to tamp down her desire to kill humans by going into the woods and destroying things instead? It did not seem like Bella at all.

"Is everything okay?"

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[personal profile] powerof_water 2014-03-16 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)

Adam frowned deeply, suddenly very concerned about Bella. While he might have had the inkling of feelings that were something more, above all, Bella was his friend and was the closest friend he had here in the hotel. He did not want to see her upset about anything and if it was anything he could help with, however small, he wanted to give it a try.

"Look, maybe we should go somewhere private? What about the greenhouse?"

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[personal profile] powerof_water 2014-03-17 10:52 am (UTC)(link)

"But he's not Edward, I guess?" The idea of someone looking exactly like someone else but not being that person is foreign to Adam but he did not say anything about it. Part of who he was dictated that he did not immediately dismiss the unknown and, instead, tried to seek out answers to explain the inexplicable. Maybe this was just a test of those particular beliefs.

"Bella, I'm truly sorry. I know you miss him."

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[personal profile] powerof_water 2014-03-18 12:17 am (UTC)(link)

"Is there anything I can do to get your mind off it? I'll do it," he promised. Bella was the dearest friend he had here and Adam felt like he owed it to her to do something to help cheer her up if he possibly could. Then again, how would he react if he'd seen a doppelganger of Cassie? Probably not well.

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[personal profile] chuisle 2014-03-16 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
He understood what that was like. Even with a soul, not succumbing to his baser instincts was a daily struggle, one you grew used to but never stopped fighting. Those who had never been a vampire would likely never get how much control those of their kind who held back from acting like the monsters they were had over themselves. Emotions were heightened, but only the select two who'd spent time with a soul attached to their being could attest to the affect it had on the more positive emotions a person was capable of experiencing. Soulless, the only thing was heightened was dark and twisted, selfish to the core. The demon his former breed was known for capitalized on it.

Angel was a vampire anymore, though. He'd been demoted, rendered human because Wolfram & Hart wanted to make it as difficult as possible for him to fight back. Difficult, but not impossible. After bouncing back from quite literally bouncing off the pavement, Angel had proven that a little case of humanity wasn't going to keep him down. They could knock him around all they wanted, but he'd keep getting back up again.

The humanity was a burden, but it was his burden to bear, the price he paid for taking out the Circle of the Black Thorn. And selfishly, being human again, was worth being able to step out into the sun again. It was wonderful, even with the cloud cover. The sun and moon had both been out 24/7 in hell, making for a constant unpleasant air. The sky always felt heavy, dark where it was supposed to be light and vice versa. There hadn't been any novelty in that.

For a moment, he tipped his head back and basked in the feel of the warm rays against his pale skin, only faltering when footsteps approached from the direction of the woods.

He squinted into the light, holding a hand up over his eyes to shield them from the light. He made out the form of a girl around Dawn's age, spotting the twigs in her hair as she drew closer.

"You've still got some of the forest in your hair."
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[personal profile] chuisle 2014-03-17 01:03 pm (UTC)(link)
He'd stumbled upon it indirectly while looking for a way back to his own world. It's been centuries since he's stepped out into the sunlight properly and the opportunity to do so was too powerful a temptation to resist. If not for that, he would've turned back around and continued his search.

"You're... welcome."

Whatever the sunlight had just done to her skin was unlike anything he'd ever seen before. It was beautiful, and practically demanded his attention. He couldn't help but stare.
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[personal profile] chuisle 2014-03-17 04:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Angel wasn't so foolish as to believe that the metaphysical properties of his world were the same ones that governed others. He'd seen plenty of evidence towards the contrary during his time in Pylea. Yet, the way her skin glimmered in the sunlight and how she'd seemingly reduced those tree branches to kindling with her bare hands pointed towards her being something other than human.

He wasn't going to assume anything.

"That shimmering thing you just did, was that make up or magic?"
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[personal profile] chuisle 2014-03-21 07:10 am (UTC)(link)
Vampire. Of course. How ironic was it that of all the supernatural beings he could've encountered when he walked in here, it was a vampire? A vampire that shimmered in the sunlight, glistening like he skin was coated in a fine diamond dust. The sight of it was almost hypnotic to him, but he imagined that was something of a disadvantage that came with the advantage of being able to walk in the sun without bursting into flames.

"Can't is relative. There are ways around that, tricks and talismans... spells. Depends on what you know, what resources you have."

Like a magic ring he foolishly smashed to smithereens a few years ago. He went back and forth on whether he regretted his decision to get rid of it. Right now, while he was an ex-vampire wearing a thick coat of vampire glamour, the point was kind of moot.
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[personal profile] whattingawhat 2014-03-20 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Buffy catches sight of Bella walking down the hall looking a bitrough and it spikes a bit of concern. She hasn't seen the vampire since she arrived so it's high time to catch up. She starts toward her.

"Hey, Bella, everything all right?"
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[personal profile] whattingawhat 2014-03-21 04:07 am (UTC)(link)

Bella had made that a day a lot easier on Buffy. She was grateful to her for that.

It was obvious that Bella wasn't okay, but sometimes 'I'm fine' was the only thing that held a person together so she'd let Bella have that. She shrugged at Bella's question. "I'm okay. My sister is here and I'm figuring the doors out, figuring out how this place works. I still haven't found a door home, but that might be a good thing."

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[personal profile] whattingawhat 2014-03-21 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Buffy nodded. For the most part, Bella seemed to keep the bitterness out of her voice. It didn't raise any red flags for Buffy. At the same time, she knew that Bella was here alone. "It doesn't suck," she admitted. "I've been working really hard on making friends here too so..." And she had made a couple the last few months. Once upon a time she'd been the popular girl in school, but that had changed when she'd become a slayer and now, Buffy sometimes had a hard time making actual friends. She could chat someone up all day, but real friendships took more effort.

It would serve Bella better in the long run. Buffy had spent years wishing for a life that was more normal. It was only after she'd accepted that slayerdom was her life that she'd begun to be really happy.
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[personal profile] whattingawhat 2014-03-25 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)

"I'm pretty sure that's what friendship is about, spreading the misery like peanut butter. Then it sticks to the roof of everyone's mouth and they can commiserate which somehow makes it better."

She nodded a little at the assessment. "Besides, they help you make some good memories and that makes the misery a little better too."

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