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SealedHeart

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About SealedHeart

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    Creating/Arts. Mostly Writing, but I draw and cook a bit too.
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    Full Time High School Student

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  1. "I'm guessing this isn't your first job dealing with instances such as this Alpha." Alpha heard the male speak, her gaze sidelining so that her orbs met his at the barest fraction, most of her attention kept to the room. She did not answer his observation, thinking back to the many cades shed been on. "Y'know most people well normal people would've acted a bit differently to a butter stick at a murder scene. So I take it you've seen similar things before right, so you'd know how they found the last guy that could this sort of thing?" Her lips tilted at the remark of 'normal' people, knowing full well she was anything but normal. The butterstick was actually surprising, but Alpha had seen a murderer eating cookies above the corpse he'd just killed, covered in blood, while trying to convince her he was innocent. Honestly not much compared. She chuckled as she rounded a corner to an access hallway where the closet with the light box was no doubt located. "This is my first time swing this thing in particular. I have to admit it's rather.. Odd, but I don't know anything more and I'm not one to back out of a job."
  2. Alpha watched the man do his work, barely catching his reply. She nodded as Oel told her his name, her gaze lingering on the crooks and cranies of the wall as she digested more information. "I suppose its odd enough." Alpha commented gently, raising a brow when Oel spit out his flashlight, glancing to her as he asked about the lights. Muttering gently to herself, the dark haired woman turned and started walking down the hall in search of a breaker box, her eyes catching details as she worked her way around the debris littering the floors.
  3. The girl hummed as the light was shined in her, squinting before her faded orbs adjusted. She turned to look at the painted wall beside her, huffing as she heard the male's question. "Of course it was. Or can you not tell dried blood from wet?" The metallic smell was still hanging in the air, however, so she guessed the blood had been there for a few days at most. "Also, I'm no 'miss'. My name is Alpha."
  4. The eyes turned a brighter shade as the startled girl turned toward the noise, a singular hand resting on the hidden handle of a knife in her pocket. Dark hair framed the fair skinned face, angelic features twisted slightly as the girl took in the new comer. "They told me they wanted all the help they could get...though I was the only one idiotic enough to actually accept." The girl nodded in greeting, shaking her head at the whole messs of things.
  5. Light crept across the darkened halls of an abandoned apartment complex, soft steps echoing along the dusty wodden floors. Light colored eyes gaze across the area with a flicker of distaste, lips settling into a grim line as splatters of red are revealed along the walls. "I always get the least sanitary jobs...Of course I just had to go for this though...I'm such an idiot."
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    (Its fine, glad to have you back! Pleasant Holidays to all of you)
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    (Did replies not show again?)
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    Fight or flight. A strict but solid principle all but burned into Saika's mind. Two choices, and currently the latter was more appealing. The most present thoughts, pushing for the bulk of her attention, were filed behind this instinct, only Saika's strong will keeping that small demon part of ger from over ruling her cyrrent choice. Saika was too stubborn to flee until it was a last resort, and even then Saika always enjoyed a good fight against someone superior. Righr now though, the newest arrival had set hee on edge, had brpught out her demon with only a few words. It was too scary, to unbelivable to dismiss.
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    Saika faced the current enemy, her head tilting as a familar aura reached her senses, her eyes still slit as they gazed over at the shade claming to be a demon. A slight panic filled Saika for but a momeny at the axcysation of being a demon, before it was squashed at the though she vould me any of them.
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    Saika's eys flashed, the pupils sharpening to slits as she heard Sli mutter tiredly for her to be careful. A sharp snort met his voice, a chuckle causing a searing pain in Saika's head. She blanked out, her green eyes darkening as her back straightened.
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    The raven stiffened ever more as she heard the question from the other female, turning sharply asshe rose to her feet, light ribbons gathering arpund hee body protectively. He head felt dizzy, but Saika pushed past it in order to face the 'threat' head on. (It started doing that to me too. I had to reset it to my email and then notifications again.)
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    Saika felt her head start to pound, her eyes gazing at her feet as the thought of holy magic made fear rise in her heart. She absolutely could not allow that magic near her. It wasnt her dark aura, nor her feelings, but the fact that she had greater demon blood flowing through her veins, burning at an foreign magic it could latch onto. It wasnt her faultfault, just the fault of the Hunters, who decided fusing a child with essense of a demon lord was a good idea. (We were apparently. And you spelt it right)
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    Saika felt the hands on her shoulders, a sharp intake a breath leaving her lips as she felt unease. She could feel Sli waking, his protectiveness brought to the surface by her intake of negative emotions.
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    (anyone still around?) Saika shifted, growing uncomfortable in the silence that had descended. Her head turned and she sighed heavily.
  15. (Hey I read ypur posts and it looks interesting, I was wondering if you'd mind me joining in?)