Shadow Takers discussion

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Beck walked into the gardens, his hands in his blue ripped jean pockets. His feet kicked the dirt with every small step he took. He had came here to get away from the supernaturals. He was new, so they were all messing with him, he knew it would be bad but not that bad. He abseloutely hated it here. His hair brushed to the side by the wind, "Damnit..." He said queitly, brushing it back over so it didnt look a complete mess. In this place though, you cant really look nice. As a Human anyways. He steps on a twig as he walks wich made a loud sound. It wasnt usually loud, but in the soothing silence the filled the Gardens it was.

Aaron Had been silently making his way around the outer grounds of the castle for most the day. He found it to be quite peaceful - and amusing whenever one of the humans would run past heads down to avoid eye contact, occasionally stumbling in fright. Today he was feeling relatively serene - something rare for some of the supernatural, him being on of them. It was just something about being out in the garden that calmed him, and up until now it had been empty. Up until he heard the loud snapping of a stick, breaking the utter silence.

Beck walked past a corner bush, admiring one of the fountains in the middle of it. He didnt notcie Aaron, his hands still in his pocket, he didnt look presentable at all. As he went to turn around, he saw Aaron and froze on the spot. Would he have counted that as disrespect? Beck didnt know, but he was terrified. He straightend his back and took his hands out of his pockets, refusing to let himself crack. "Sir..."

Aaron turned looking at Beck. When he heard him say 'Sir' he simply raised an eyebrow and walked towards him. "What is with the formalities? Hm? We're both friends here yeah?" his voice held a little bit of mocking as he stared into the humans eyes.

Becks eyes struggled to find they're way downwards. "Yeah, I guess..." He said quietly, looking at him. He was surely getting messed with again, he hated that. He didnt want to be treated as a lower class person.

Aaron leaned against a tree that was on his right tilted his head to the side. "Speak up. No one can hear you when you speak so quietly." He placed a slender finger under the humans chin, tilting his head up a bit more.

"Yeah, I guess". He said in a normal voice, the Supernaturals cold finger under his chin made him shiver slightly.

Camellia roamed the gardens, wearing simple clothes. Black leather pants and red vest also made of leather. She was in her own world, barely glancing as she walked. She was in the processes of a creating a new weapon to use. It was something that had her mind in the fuss over the smallest of details.

[sorry im late]

Aarons eyes roamed over the face of the human grinning at the feeling of him shivering in fear under his touch. good. He knows his place here.. His eyes shone with a dangerous undertone.

( ITS OK )

Beck moved his head to the left a little bit, the Fallens finger slipping from underneath hi =s chin. He knew that was probably a bad move, but he had already dont it. He quickly looked behind him, seeing another supernatural and cursing under his breath but then lookng back to Aaron.

Camellia accidentally bumped into a trash can. It created a loud noise that seemed to echo. She growled, pissed not because she hurt herself but she lost the idea she had just got. She kicked the trash can repeated out of frustration.

He turned back around to see what all the noises were, he raised his eyebrows at her, yet again another bad move, but he didnt mind, as long as she didnt notice. Mabye she hadnt noticed him. That would be better/.

Camellia finally relaxed and fixed the trash can. Though it was pretty broken up. She glanced around the area and spotted two men sitting with each other. One was clearly a human and the other was obviously not.

As soon as Camellia turned to look at him, he looked down at the floor, not at either of them. He cursed queitly under his breath, he would have wanted to be anywhere else right now. "I really need to be somewhere..." He said queitly, about to walk away.

Aaron looked at the human and shrugged. He could probably find some other ways to entertain himself. On that note, he continued what he had been doing moments before

Rosemary strolled through the beautifully decorated entrance to the Castle's Garden, taking in the environment. She noted the two Supernaturals hanging about, and a Human who seemed uncomfortable in the presence of a Fallen Angel, trying to slip away. Think he'd be used to the presence of a Supernatural in this Castle, Rosemary half-smirked. This'll be fun. Her short steps quickly took her to the human, a devilish look in her eyes that told she was looking forward to some fun. "Where do ya' think you're going?" Her mancingly sweet voice questioned, a small grin plastured on her lips.

He stopped in his tracks, looking down with his eyes closesd and mentally slapping himself. "N-nowhere..." He said quietly, turning to face her. He was met by her grin, it sent shivers down his spine. And the look in her eyes nearly paralyzed him. Why wouldn't they stop pushing him around? He was new, he had spent about 2 days in the castle so you could say he didn't know how to act, exept do everything yourtold.


(( Sorry, on my phone ))

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((Sorry, busy))

Rosemary smirked, "Good," She sneered. Grabbing a log, tristed knife from her jacket pocket, the tip of the gleaming blade just barely poking her chin. "I've never seen you around very much. You must be new," Her dark voice spoke. "Time to whip you into shape."

((Is it okay if Rosemary hurts Beck a bit? I won't do it if you don't want to ;) ))

(( Its fine, xD Just nothing really bad :p ))

His left hand started shaking softly but his expression fell blank trying to hide his fear. He didnt awnser her instead stayed silent because he didnt want the chance of disrespecting her by accidentl.

(('Kay :D))

Rosemary slowly brought the knife down to the boy's left wrist, an quickly sliced open the under side of it. She then dragged the blade up his arm, revealing a long, bloody cut.

He shouted out in pain, trying his best to keep it in. His blood trickled down his arm.

She then stuck the blade into Beck's same shoulder, watching the crimson blood drip out onto the bright green grass. Rosemary brought the knife back to her pocket, finished with the Mortal. "Consider yourself lucky," She said sharply, turning suddenly and walked out of the garden with long, quick strides.

Alexi was sitting on a bench, somewhere deep in the garden. He looked around at all the greenery. It was alive. He smiled, pulling a flower off of it's stem, holding it in his hand until his small magic made it wiither and die. He watched with a small smile as the small purple petals dissapated into a small dust, which he watched.

Daney strolled into the garden wanting to go further away from the others not wanting to talk to the human or the other supernaturals. She rather wanted to be in silence traveling around to see the many different beauitful trees and flowers. It seemed like any time she was around nature she felt better. Or rather she just wanted to go find somewhere to sit and just gaze at the beauty. So she did so gazing up to see the others and anytime she looked upon them she gave a small smile or a nod. But some how what caught her attention was the guy holding the flower in his hands watching curiously of what he was doing. It seemed like she almost sensed his magic and grinned. She liked watching others with magic just like her as it made her feel better. She just strolled furthermore into the garden and took a rose she found and held onto it as she went to sat down. But she never took her eyes off of Alexi as she felt curious of him. Maybe it was his beauty and how he looked like or his magic that made her curious. But if he did look at her she pretened to be innocent and shy.

Beck let a small cry of pain out once more before quickly turning and walking towards the Courtyard so he could mabye see to himself.

Alexi felt eyes on him, but took his time reacting to it. He turned the purple cinders around in his hand before tossing them aside to be taken up by the wind and blown around the fresh garden air. Eventually, he looked up, his captivating green eyes finding the one watching him. He quirked an eyebrow at Daney, a half-amused, half-indifferent smirk appearing before he picked up another flower, this one yellow, to destroy.

Daney was simply jst smiling ikeshe knew nothing of the sort. Just minding her own business and playing around with rose. But every time she took a quick peek at Alexi she blushed deeply. Maybe she felt intrigued by him or it was his magic. She just glanced at him again and grinned."Would you care if joined you or are you just to busy having fun messing and destroying those lovely flowers?"She asked some wat amused.

Alexi laughed. This witch was amusing. "I'm rather enjoying the destruction of these plants, thank you very much." He said in a surprisingly deep voice, casting aside the remains of yet another flower. He picked a rare green one up and it met the fate of the others. "It is not hard to kill such simple life.", he said, then suddenly the flower restored itself. It continued to grow until it was a full rose, which he stuck into a shallow hole in the ground. It grew and blossomed, forming another bush. "Nor is it hard to recreate it." he said simply, watching a bee drift over to the new plant.

Daney rose a eyebrow. She just gazed and smirked small."Well since your so bsy talking about it I'll just join you since you don't care anyways."She said as se took the rose she had in her hand and walked over to sit beside him."I can see that very clearly. I think flowers are meant for beauty not for destruction unless you want to poison it sir."She said in a soft tone. Somehow just at glancing at the flowers he was picking up she wanted to revive it but shook it off and picked a rose petal off of the one she had in her hand."If your not careful just one touch and you'll drop a bit of blood. But I can see you can handle it."She smiled small at how he did revive it to is full growth."Yes well anything could kill simple life."She said simply."Anyways its nice to meet someone who cares to talk about this then the humans. I'm Daney by the way. And you are?"She asked as she put her hand out in a kind gesture.

Alexi shook slightly. He cared not to give out his name, yet she had asked. He frowned at her and did not speak, only picked up another flower to kill. "Humans are the same as flowers." he said neuterally, as the flower turned to a red dust. "Others are not that different." he said, growing tired of murdering plants. It became boring quickly.

Daney smiled small and pulled her hand back afterwards. She looked at him some what puzzled. Hoping maybe she could cheer him up but couldn't at all."Yeah that is true some what. I'm just curious bu is the way you look at flowers is your philosophy of life? Well if it is that is interesting."She said some what enthustically. She shook it off not wanting to come off like that. She looked at the red dust gentlyas she touched it as se le her fingertips be powdered with it."So what is your view of life may I ask?"

Alexi glared at her. "Do I look like a fairy?" he asked, agitated now. Only those of nature would idolize flowers as the meaning of their existence. He dropped the red powder, not picking up another this time. The ones he has picked quickly grew back, having their second chance. He stood up, smearing his hands on his jeans. She was in hot water now. Nobody in their right mind would ask that question to a fallen angel unless they were a ShadowHunter. "My dear, that is a stupid question I advise you do not ask. I'm sure it is obvious to you I am no longer alive, my entire race has all died at some point, only revived to be killed again.", he spat out at her, his calm demeanor replaced with a powerful cloud threatening to unleash its rage. He placed a rose in her hand, making sure the sharp points cut her, then vanished before he caused more harm.

Daney looked at him and swallowed wishing she didn't speak."Nno your not."she stuttered wishing she never spoke to begin with. It was always how she spoke to get her in trouble. Maybe she. Should shut up and things would be alright. A witch asking a fallen angel such a question was idiotic,"I'm truly sorry for it. I know your not fairy but I would like to talk with you. You were never a fairy to begin with and we botch know that. Your a fallen angel and I would hope that you can stay here with me." She pulled him back by his arm so she could look at his face."I won't ask the question at all but please stay. I know it's out of my place but no one could say I couldn't ask or ever speak with you. Just maybe you could get through this and I could help you out."she said reassuringly. Not even caring that there were drops of blood dripping down her hand.

Alexi shook his head slowly, frowning down at her. He raised an eyebrow at her, not knowing why she restained him. Could her affections for him be that strong with but a glance? He shook his head again, now trying not to laugh at her speech of repentance "I am going to leave now, and you are not to keep me from doing so. He knew he was the more powerful one, and began to walk off as though nothing had happened. She could follow him all she wanted, he was leaving and there was no stopping him.

Daney glanced at him quickly and sighed. She could tell he was thinking it was affection but it wasn't at all. She didn't want to tell him it was lonliness but what would he say of it? Would he tell her it was stupid and all that? So she thought. She just couldn't bear this anymoe at all and just wanted company since she hated being by herself."I wasn't planning on stopping you. But if I told you something would you laugh of it?..."She stopped mid sentence seeing as he left and sighed in defeat. As far as he knew he would only think of affection. Daney closed her eyes hoping to maybe calm down and if he thought she was crazy for following him well he felt sorry for that. So she just focused where he was and hopingshe could get to the hall and tell him the truth.

Dez ducked her head as she walked under the archway, blonde waves falling around her face like a curtain. The smell of the air mixed with the aroma of the flowers was surprisingly calming and she glanced up, raking her hair back. "Damn Supernaturals." The words were grumbled to herself, arms crossing over her chest in the picture of nonchalant defiance. As if she cursed the Supernaturals on a daily basis- Which she did. Out loud, though? Yeah, not so much. But it had been a freaking stressful day and ranting to herself was the one way she knew how to de-ravel. Aside from maybe the library, but even there, the depression that oozed through the castle's walls was thick. "Clean this. Cook that. I wonder what the hell they did when they didn't have the humans as their personal maid service." Her doe-like baby blues flicked up toward the flowers, irritation practically radiating off her.

(Oh how I've missed this character <3)

(I know what you mean. And sorry for the late responsr, I had to get off my computer.)

Dez continued grumbling to herself, no doubt looking about as mature as a child throwing a tantrum. Or a kitten with its fur all ruffled with agitation. She faltered a step and she glanced in the direction of a male voice. Bristling for a moment, irrational at the thought of seeing a Supernatural, until what he was saying registered. "So I can assume you're not one of the things that go bump in the night?" She arched an eyebrow in his direction as she said the words, the saying dating back to before, when the humans were only vaguely suspicious. Something about his smirk though was enough to make her relax. She took in his dark blonde hair, wind raking through the waves gently. Her bright blue eyes flicked to his shirt, the material tight enough to emphasize his lean muscle. A faint blush creeping over her cheeks, because damn Dez, stare much? She stepped toward a flower and leaned toward it, inhaling the natural perfume.

(Ahaha, I'm really excited to see him!)

Dez's sparkling blue eyes, misleadingly innocent, stared up at him and she swept a lock of blonde hair back behind her ear. She blinked at his words and it took a moment for her brain to register what he meant. "Ha. Ha." Rolling her eyes even as a small smile uptilted the corners of her lips, she glanced at his smile again. It was such a rare sight, to see a fellow human smile like that in the castle. Even rarer to do it yourself. And, she wasn't going to lie -at least, not to herself- it looked really good on him. Lips curling into a teasing smirk, her eyes flicked up to lock with his. "Into flowers, huh?" She looked back down at the yellow flower before her. "It's a daffidol, I think." Her sister had been really into flowers, enough to teach her a few things.

((Oh yeah, I completely did ! C;))

At his small smirk, Dez's eyes sparkled, registering the sight of tiny dimples playing at the corners of his lips. It was definitely a cute sight, there was no doubt about that. She shrugged nonchalantly, even as her own smirk teased her mouth. "It'd appear so. I think the Supernaturals have taken enough, don't you?" Her eyes, ice blue and as pale a shade as her white blonde locks, searched his calmly. His were a deep cobalt color, a tint that sort of clashed with her own. At his chuckle, her shoulders -which had currently been stiff and tensed- relaxed a bit under her baggy sweatshirt. She reached up and plucked a small flower from the bush in front of her, twirling the yellow, bell-like flower between her fingers. After he commented on her being the one who was into flowers, her smirk widened a bit. "I'm into a lot of things, apparently." Her voice was teasing, evading the comment relatively easy.

Dez wrinkled her nose, thinking of all the humans seeming to cower in a metaphorical corner away from the Supernaturals. Like letting them run their lives was somehow better than being dead. Somehow, she couldn't see it like that. She's much rather be dead in the physical sense than have her spirit be broken, as ridiculous as it sounded. And one day, that would no doubt be the case. But until that day came. . . At his words, Dez smirked again, raking her ash blonde locks back away from her face. "You say that now," She arched an eyebrow. "But you've only been here a week." Not that she didn't feel the exact same way. But he'd have his eyes widened to just how cruel the Supernatural could be soon enough. And a small part of her almost wished she could protect him from that- Which was a crazy thought, considering he was a virtual stranger. When he took the flower from her hand, his reply smooth, she glanced back up at him, eyebrow still arched in a teasing sort of manner. A butterfly trailed across the air between them toward the bush and she turned, plucking a different flower from the bush. "Damn Supernaturals have us under their thumb and they know it." The words were muttered under her breath as she examined the purple flower.

(If I didn't know any better, I'd say they were flirting with each other xD)

Koda sighed in relief as he made it to the garden. He was in a pretty good mood, since he had survived his first encounter with a Shadow Taker. In fact, the Shadow Taker had even praised him, it was a good sign. The boy sighed again and looked at the blue sky, touched with clouds. It was nice, and Koda loved to just lay somewhere and watch the clouds. This was the perfect place. The musician laid in the grass and relaxed, feeling the wind through his hair. His guitar sat on the grass beside him.

Sorry i was eating i also remembered i had a human open -w- ))

Elizaveta let out a small sigh as she walk through the garden. She had woken up here a few days prior, having no clue how she'd gotten there. Last she had remember was going to sleep after the small and sparse dinner she had had with her mum, dad, and little sister. All she knew was she was in a strange place and there were all sorts of creatures around that she only knew from tales her parents told her. It wouldn't be a surprise to most though, at her cluelessness if they knew how guarded her entire life had been.

The wind went through his hair and Koda grinned. This was perfect. Even if he was trapped here, forced to entertain monsters, it was ok because of this feeling, and the fact they couldn't take away his music. They even encouraged it. He started to him softly to himself.

Elizaveta paused in her walking and cocked her head to the side hearing soft music. Looking around a moment she grinned when she saw the cause of the sounds. There was a young man laying in the grass whom seemed quite consumed in his own world. Letting her curiosity take over, she made her way over to the guy, plopping down on the ground beside him

Koda had his eyes closed until the girl sat next to him. He raised an eyebrow and turned his head to look at her. "Hi there."

The young girl gave a small, happy smile and lifted her hand slightly, waving. "Hello~"