The new beginning

his hand's were firm against the cabs seating, the leathery textured sensation becoming unbearable, thick, pinch like, stale. he couldn't stand it. but there was one more thing he hated more. moving. his eyes were a damp shade of dishonor, a temptation to jump from the car anonymous to his artistic mind like a splatter of paint slinking from a canvas's thick layer of limed greasy over-coating. a soon as it pulled up, he was like a caged tiger, his aggression to the driver. hatred to his motions. why couldn't he just walk? vigorously, his head was jerked to the lower left, his scene bangs over hanging against his brow with a intensity. he stood their awkwardly, the house before his visual sightings. it was large and pasty, the look of it it hadn't had much inheritance for a while. all he could do was wonder, the visual imagery alighting in his mind with the purest of admiration once again. who know what could happen here.

he finally walked through the open door and stood there, placing a finely made suitcase his eyes scouting the variable zoning soon to be called 'home'. the blasting of musci against his eardrums would cause much frustration the new arrival. his senses lifting and drifting into an open area. there were two immortals. both feminine. but who, would remain a question.

his shoulder became a burden, the oak framing upon the door supporting his lowly light weighted limbs from colliding with the cool floorboards. the pure emerald pools of his eyes lit up with the wide pupils giving off a welcoming structure. his vocals rang out as a quiet chiming like a bell, hypnotic in many a way but docile and more of a whisper from the large distance between him the young maiden. "i have the water mark to pr-prove it." within a clenched hand lay a watermarked crumbling piece of paper, the rage of the drive before hand obviously allow an element of frustration, a flame, to turn it to ashes from he could allow the journey towards the house. with a slanted smile he nodded within the briefest abrupt tilts of his chin in a feeble greeting. all he could do was puzzle together the loose pieces of the house whilst his mind was struck against the vibrant albino like almost lace like gown against the curvy body which was of zinnia's. shrugging it off mentally be shut the open door behind him and smirked mockingly. "i-i see we aren't a-alone"

he couldn't help it. he just couldn't. he cheeks had began to flush their brimming shade of an almost crimson pearl like shading, the high cheek bones reflecting a childish glint to his embarrassment. even for him this would have been a mixed feeling that none would know; all that had to be done was allowed his muscular jaw's to loosen and he would be whining like a love struck puppy. this girl had class and he respected that. his heart thudded and he ran his tongue against the back of his lower lip, the clink of metal ball's against the white specters of his mouth giving off a slight effective trait of nervousness. the aspect of the snake bites almost rebel, but since the new wording. 'EMO' came along, he seemed to be classed as that.

his jaw finally dropped as he gagged for the right wording, his accented stutter almost in a slurred repel of disguised fortune. his lips became dry and he panicked. what should he say? "You---" the words came in a brief splatter of paint against a canvas. "you honestly didn't need too... really i'm fine, strong enough if you really wanted too know..." the simplicity of his language held a slight ring to its chime as it rolled from his tongue, a delicate matter of which he held himself up. quietly making his way  with a brute nod to the maiden in a sure thanks.

his shoulders slumped over and he rolled back up against the walling beside his bed, his opticals glancing towards the window Payne, the shimmer aqua pools of his eyes glinting with the jaded limestone look after being polished and fragmented into an emerald studded ring. his jaw loosened, lucid air currents seeping from his lungs and out his lips, the cherry print against his plump things a tinged of blossom like springness. a delicate lack of firmness running through his hair, a curt jerk of his skull towards the lower disangled left capturing the scene style within its lengthened style, the yin-yang streak of luminous albino streaked hair twinged with its natural silver textures became almost heated and mysterious in the lighting of the setting sun. the tint of lighting against his eyes hissing it with an opaled expression the desire, the want, the love hung up within his souled immortality. he just smiled, the corners of his lips twitching upright into an ascended smile, the sheepish look more private, more pleasurable to look upon. his childish looks giving off a cuteness many a boy ame across with the hatred to look like the one holding each look.

He was a lure, a presence that caused mishap to those who chose the path of chaos. his memorial of a splattered canvas causing the briefest of creativity to spark against his painted mind, the wheeled gears working to sort through each box of thoughts, each convenient wording of each sarcastic comment. he found himself sat against the windowpane, a tensed knee hugged into his muscular chest as he sat there, his seat against the white paint, his back propped against a nearby pillow seemingly comfortable as his mind flickered back to the film, "Gave of the Fireflies" a momentary shudder taking course through his system as he let out a silent sigh of pure doubt. what to do? was the same sane question that fought its way to the front of his brain, his skull twisting to view the front of manor house, his distant yet distinguished emerald pools training themselves against a figure studying the woodwork or something. cocking a brow he sat watching, the open window catching a humid breeze, the sinister feel against his pasty child like skin causing nothing but goosebumps to irritate each spread of the layering whilst he watched, intently. a predatorial way of thought tracing back to ancestors as he hands gripped against the soft wood beneath him, the silent way of a yew tree beside the round causing greater unset as it called to him. he would damn mother nature sometimes.

His eyes flickered open as he let out a softened groan of bemusement, the bright light of the suns rays coursing its way through his sight blinding him for the brief minuet it took him to raise an arm to shield it away from him, his shoulders twisting to face the room as it waist shifted in its own spot, his pools glowing a vibrant iridescent shading, each coloring glinting like a rainbow's texture yet the different lighting causing it to create a more suffered hazel, the uttered tasting utility of toning vanishing into the large pupil and emerald base coat as soon as he blinked, the irises following through with the color transmitter. his vocals let out a small almost strangled choke like toning, the note strained in dismay, his features casted with shadows causing a more haunted look. gloom sufficing. "I-i just had the weirdest D-dream ever.... but Yeah im fine... you know you dont H-have to stutter now" he would smirk slightly and lift himself off the sill treading silently like the predator within towards the young maiden, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "you know i won't do anything. if i did i would be banished, cut up, tortured. you know the stuff." he stood behind the girl and rested his chin against her shoulder, his arms wrapping around her waist lightly as he gave a small influential hug to Zinnia. "now, try be strong or your gonna die within the minutes of living here." he finished on that note but kept his arms within the same loose position his bare arms laid against them as he swayed. "every being needs one once in a while" he would smirk a little before pulling away and falling back against his bed, his covers morphing to his shape.

His bidding gave great pursuit against his will, the heaving of his breathing causing his restless heart beat to stammer and faulter for brief moments, he glanced at the girl and smirked a little, he was sheepish but coy, his expression allowing true motives of cautious, wary yet sympathetic behavior. he vocals chimed in with a quiet and hoarse note, the forgiving tone for her unknown allow his patience to space out, knowing him if he didn't explain and she continued to ask, he would be frustrated. his mind would flutter slightly as he arched his back and haustered his upper body to straighten as he leaned over, flinging his legs over the side of the bed with a springy action. "well i can tell you mean about the tort--" he froze and shrugged correcting himself within his mistake. "the part where i told you about betrayal. I was basically saying that if i acted in a state of harmful / violent manners against another living creature of preacher of god then i would be banished from the human realm and act as the devils helper. causing hatred... if thats what you were looking for that is..." he gave the girl a stern look and cocked his brows in a question, the look saying: 'any more questions?'

his expression was bleak, a genius pondering upon the wondering moment like an artist. sticking his tongue out casually his vocals caused a slight excitement to rise upon the note. "sure you can stay, i honestly don't mind. make yourself at home or something but please just... don't go over to the left corner..." he signaled to where a cover had been laid upon a block of slate, chalk marks running beside it like finger prints. "do not uncover that." his voice became stern and serious, the light weight slumped against his shoulder now lifted as he smiled awkwardly. heaving in a small puff of air as he made his way towards the windowsill his back lean't against the brick plastering behind it, one single knee hugged into his chest as he glanced outside the song of the birds lonesome song against his ears. all he did was yawn but smirk after, the intrigued look upon his face both sheepish and sinister.

His body twisted, his vacational absent mind wandering towards the new comer, his pools glowing a vibrant peachy tangerine colouring, the orbic lenses causing them to glint in the weak sun shine as it slowly faded into the treeline, the city behind it. with his gaze drifting his mind fluttered towards the girl in his room, Zinnia. his vocals chimed in with a slow soothing edge. "i must leave now, you can stay because i will be back" his smirk faded as his body left the room within a hurried motion, the moives active within his mind, who was that girl? he was about to find out, his artist abstracted work of imagination causing mental images to appearing in his head like a psychopathic obsession. either way, he ran down the stairs.

once hit rock bottom, his feet treaded almost automatically towards the front door, the key twisting in his grasp, the lock clicking with the slight awakening of the keys forceful push against the barrel inside the oak door. descending the handle his hand would pull back the door swinging open as he stood upon the porch his eyes glancing about the neighborhood of 1 home. his. his pupils locked with the shadowed figures body, the haloed structure of a woman's, each curve equally as slinky as the next, appear beside the lady his vocals mused with a hinted tranquil tone. "and yoou... are someone i do not know.."

a sneered relief twisted his plump lips, the metal ball chinking against his pearl-like teeth, the cocky grin would linger a little longer as his vocals mused out in a heavenly few notes, "your apartment? i do believe that this girl, zinnia, and i also live here?" he was reluctant to withdraw his challenging stance as he folded his arms against his arms against his chest, his feet parted only slightly to hold his ground, brows raided in a farrowed expression that cross his features casted by the looming shadow that seemed to follow him about ever since--- since the mage like traits started. shifting his position in a single way he just shrugged it away, relaxing his broad shoulders and recoiling from the impact of his own, shaking his head ever so slightly, his movements were ever so eased with the fluent shifts of his limbs as they moved with an almost feline gate as he finally entered the house with a glance back, over his shoulder.