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[03 Nov 2004|11:54am]

Berto had just been out to take care of a few things before the camping trip and now he was on his way home once more. He reached up to his hair and tugged his long, lucious, black hair from it's tie, letting it's locks cascade around his shoulders nicely. He twirled his house keys briefly around his fingers and then paused, slowly attatching them to his belt loop. A...presence? A familiar presence...Meh. Why would she be looking for him?


he said, turning to face her. His mind ran this way and that as he kept his strong, proud disposition. He probably should have just kept walking but whatever.
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[30 Oct 2004|06:25pm]

OOC entry. :) Okay. For you DotM fans I just made an RPG community for it! yay. living_goddess I just made it like two days ago...literally. So I'm the only member so far. I need members!! lol. Who wants to join? I'm Serena...and Vanessa and Catty are on hold for the moment. Everyone else is open. I'll even accept like random original characters lol. Like...if we had a 6th goddess I'm sure it wont be too horrible. hehe. So...please join. I need people for voting staff and help me mantain it.

IC entry :)
Ashley smiled at Sledge and gave him a flirtatious smile. Then she turned her head to see Berto walking alone. Perfect she thought as she made her way towards him.

[27 Oct 2004|07:47pm]

(OOC - hi guys. My name is Alyssa and I'll be playing Ashley. :) Nice to meet you all)

Ashley walked to the mirror in her bedroom and looked in the mirror. "Perfect" she muttered. Her hair fell perfectly and her lips dazzled pale pink. She gracefully walked outside to her car, heels clicking. Ashley drove down the street looking for her prey.
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[06 Sep 2004|08:27pm]

A chuckle escaped Berto's lips. Oh, Obie was always such a sight for sore eyes. Berto wiggled the material from his shirt sleeve from his wrist, revealing the watch he'd forgotten to remove before bed the previous night. He glanced at it, then to Obie.


He wiggled the blue material back into place and yawned, propping himself up on top of the kitchen counter. He left Obie's question to hang in the air until they could discuss it later. The camping trip must be what the runes were saying.

"Kyle might kill us..." he began. "But it might be worth it. Want to skip school today and hang out? Just the three of us."
2 Barbarians Escape

[06 Sep 2004|05:08pm]

[ mood | awake ]

"What time is it," said Obie walking into the kitchen. "I had a bad encounter while practising my sleeping rune. It feels like I've been out for days."

Obie looked at Berto and knew right away that something wasn't right. But he decided not to ask to many questions, yet.

"So, I heard you trying to use some modern day speech," he said to Sam. "Isn't it awful?" He let a slight laugh rool of his lips. "But seriously, you're doing a great job fitting in.

"Now, more importantly, the runes told me that we're all going somewhere soon, and that it could be dangerous, but worth it. Any ideas what that might be? Has Kyle said anything to either of you?"


[03 Sep 2004|11:06pm]

Berto parted his lips to decline but quickly closed them. Despite the tight hold he felt in his system and tension between his muscles, a smile crept slowly across his lips. Did he really give Samuel enough credit sometimes? His gaze shifted from the wolf to Samuel and finally, he shook his head more at himself than the boy in front of him.
"Perhaps it'd be a good way to relieve stress."
he admitted.
"I don't need much more than rest, though. Th-..thanks."
he finished the setance with a sigh. He had a horrible feeling about what was to come, but he had to wait for Obie to tell them. Perhaps not Kyle.
3 Barbarians Escape

[02 Sep 2004|09:09am]

[ mood | creative ]

Berto's eyes shifted towards Samuel, a smile escaping his lips at Samuel's attempt at new era language.
"Man, maybe you should stick to talking the way you used to."
But his smile faded quickly as his stomach quenched with pain. His eyes skimmed his surroundings and Berto noticed Kyle was in fact gone for the day. He sighed.
"Can you just tell Kyle I'm not going to be at school today? I'm not feeling that great."
he confessed lazily, a hand draping over his stomach.


[31 Aug 2004|11:44am]

[ mood | calm ]

Berto awoke with a start, his hand flying up to his throbbing head. Oh, he was in pain and he had no clue why. He threw the sheets off his body and lay there lazily for a couple of moments to regain himself. He finally forced himself from bed, his shirt obviously too big for him and his pajama pants too comfortable to want to change out of. What was he going to do about school? He couldn't go like this but Kyle would throw such a fit. Instead of heading to the shower like he normally would, he strode carefully into the kitchen, his eyes flickering with exaustion. He bit his lip and leant on the counter. He wanted to see if eating something might help, but he wasn't a bit hungry.


[29 Aug 2004|04:27pm]

[ mood | creative ]

((OOC: Remember! We have a plot! We need to go by it! Read the rules!))

Berto let a sigh escape his lips. He leapt from the angel's arms gracefully and, in midair, dissolved into shadow. As his body spread, he breathed the cool night air, his senses aware to nearly everything around him. He glanced over the town of Las Angeles with a contented emotion. It was funny how things worked. One minute he was doubting things and another he was making himself right at home with three people he felt severly close to.

Then, he caught sight of Ashley. She was staring up to him as if noticing he were there. Pushing the thoughts and memories of her aside, he continued floating towards the apartment. When he got there, he drifted through the window and materialized near his bed. Slowly, he walked over to the closet, changed into something comfy, and fell backwards onto the bed. He bit his lip as if it were going to hold back the millions of memories flooding through his head. But he slowly sifted into the dreamworld. It only was only made up of how things would have been.

6 Barbarians Escape

First post! X3 It's just you and me but I want to get started. It'll be fun. We can be the others. [19 Aug 2004|12:51am]

[ mood | creative ]

Berto tilted his head back to look up at the starry night sky. It was always beautiful here. For some reason he could always rely on this place to relax and oddly enough it was a graveyard in L.A. His leg swung back and forth idly over the side of the tombstone that was raised high off the ground, nearly obnoxious in it's large and intricate design. An angel with her arms outstretched and a mournful expression upon her face, crying over those who had been lost within this desolate place. Berto lay comfortably in the angel's arms, one arm folded behind his head and the other lazily draped across his stomach, idly playing with the silver zipper that ran up along his leather jacket, currently closed. His black hair was loose and cascaded almost brilliantly over his shoulders. His eyes flickered with a certain somber attutitude.
The Son yawned as he thought how tired he was. He wanted to go home but he couldn't just yet. Facing Kyle's heat just wasn't something he was quite in the mood for. He'd gotten used to Samuel just fine. Actually, the boy had grown on him. But he could just never get used to Kyle's untrusting curfews.
But, he just needed time to think. Though it wouldn't be long until the others tried to find him. A sigh escaped his lips as he pursed them in though. Ashley had been trying an awful lot to try to make him jealous. They did used to have something special and something told him part of her couldn't forget that.
He tried to brush it from his mind but it didn't quite work. The thought seemed stuck in his mind.
...but he had to wrap it up here. The others would be looking for him. He'd been gone for almost the whole day and now it was soon aproaching midnight.

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[15 Aug 2004|07:36pm]

[ mood | chipper ]

((OOC: Here it is. Our Sons of the Dark RolePlay. ^^ Just comment here with the character you'd like and be sure to read the rules! Not hard to follow at all, just make sure you do that. :D I hope to get this thing up and running pretty soon so grab the places while they're hot! This will take place always after the second book, but before the third. Any questions, just ask.


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