uriel james ellis
fallen angel
Archangel History Teacher
Hold you down and tear you open, Love I'd never hurt you
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Post by uriel james ellis on Mar 21, 2010 19:26:22 GMT -5
U r i e l james E l l i s- - - - - - - - - - - - i want to run away, never say goodbye He shook his head. This class was going to be one of his most interesting, and most difficult. All of his students were not the usual dull minded completely thick students that you would find in a public school system. What did he expect? This was one of the best schools in the country, they were going to be spoiled rich, but smart brats. He thought for a moment. and came up with something to tell them.
"Take The Tarim Mummies for example," He said, looking over each and every one of his students. "They are a huge mystery to everyone, are they not? Well, I can tell you how they got where they were found, but that, will be for another day," He smiled then, and decided to tell them all something else that he could explain really.
"Something that I can tell you, John Smith was saved by Pocahontas, you have been told, im sure, that he may have never been told. But many things can explain why he did not write the whole ordeal in his first book, one of them being that he was more focused on writing about the landscape and what not, to focus on anything going into his personal encounters." He smiled slightly. He did not know this by reading, he was actually there, at the trial. It was as John Smith had said. Uriel had been one of hte only people who were not borne into the tribe, who was a part of the tribe for a time. The people understood what he was, and did not fear him, so he stayed there with them, until it was his time to move on yet again. His smile turned slightly sad, as he remembered the reason for his parting with the good people. But he turned away from that memory as soon as he came upon it.
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lilly van allen !
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*------sequin art club president Consilium photographer Drama Member
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Post by lilly van allen ! on Apr 5, 2010 22:39:27 GMT -5
Lilly walked into the class room, completely aware of everything and everyone there. Her eyes snapped to her friend, whom she waved a weak wave to, and then to the teacher, and they stayed glued there. He was not like anything she had ever seen before. he seemed to glow with an inner light, and his aura was insane. It was a mix of shadows and golden while silvery light. She couldn't get one thing from it.
As he spoke, she was hypnotized by his voice, but she shook it off and stared out the window, fighting her self to not look at him. She saw, from the corner of her eye, that leon was sitting a few rows away from her, she had passed him walking in, but was too focused on the new, strange teacher to say, or do anything. Her eyes slid over him, and a frown drew onto her face, and she looked away. She knew what he was, he knew what she was, he liked her, and she might like him. So what was wrong with her? Why did she push him away, just like she pushed everyone away. No one had been able to break through her guard but Ben. Her eyes started to tear up for the first time in a few months, the memory of his death fresh in her mind like it had happened yesterday. She quickly shook her head, trying to rid herself of the feeling that her hands felt of him in her arms, and his blood all over her dress. She couldn't. The class room faded away, and there she stood, looking down on the fight that led to Ben's death. A vampire had killed him.
She had her eyes closed, and the moment the scene faded, her eyes snapped open, and took in the room in a new light. She could see everything, every aura, and she could hear a steady thrum, that she knew was power. All she had to do, was reach out, and it would be her's to use. She looked at her hands, and they seemed to glow with a faint silvery light, she knew it was her aura, on closer inspection, she saw a thin red line that laced it's way through the silver, like a ribbon. She had never seen her aura before.
She gasped as her vision faded back to normal, and she lost the sound of everything around her. It was so strange, she had never done that before. It left her with shivers along her spine, and warmth. She glanced again at Leon. He was one of the things that killed Ben. The tears were long gone, in her head, and she was ready to move on, from everything, and everyone.
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gioia hendersen
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*------air elemental Drama President Consilium photographer
Without pain, without scarifice, we would have nothing
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Post by gioia hendersen on Apr 12, 2010 13:41:28 GMT -5
"Something that I can tell you, John Smith was saved by Pocahontas, you have been told, im sure, that he may have never been told. But many things can explain why he did not write the whole ordeal in his first book, one of them being that he was more focused on writing about the landscape and what not, to focus on anything going into his personal encounters." Gioia rolled her eyes. Whenever she heard talk about John Smith and Pocahontas, she couldn't help to think about the Disney cartoon that she was obsessed with as a child. So it seemed all Disney to her. "Oh please tell me there is something more that this guy knows." She thought to herself. She wanted to know something that would send a chill down her spine. As she was about to open her mouth, she saw Lilly walk in. Not the usual Lilly there was something different about her. It seemed that something was distracting Lilly. Gioia motioned that the seat behind her was free. She didn't want Lilly to stand there the entire time. Besides if anything she wanted to make sure she was ok because right now she could tell that she wasn't.
Gioia looked back at Uri. "That's nice. So why could he write the whole ordeal? Was he sworn to be secretive by the Illuminati or something?" Her eyes glinted as she talked. If she had to come to class, she wanted to make it worth it. Otherwise she would bring out her iPod and start listen to some music and doing her nails.
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