West

The western part of the city is often home to the poorer residents. Here there is a grunginess that permeates the town from the graffiti on the once cleaned brick buildings to the broken and unmaintained architecture. Crime runs high within the western half of town, making it the home of supernatural gangs of illicit activities. Such activities are rarely reported, however, and most residents are distrustful of individual's of authorities, and often let the powerful supernatural beings sort things out amongst themselves. Be careful wandering the Western streets after the sun falls.

What You'll Find Here

Black Market
Cull & Pistol
Noah's Ark
Syn

our hearts will beat it out someday


Posted on June 04, 2014 by Emma
West


Like all the missing pieces of my heart,
they finally collide.




somehow she finds amusement in the way his expressions changes when she challenges him. the way he reacts to the fact she did not care if he claimed this place as his. she was free to do what she wanted, drink, breathe, sex everything she wanted was at her disposal. he backs away when watson backs, somehow she knows she as a weapon, something that makes him back off, letting her lead this dance at her own moments. she knows today was trying to push her now, the way he circled her gain, he was trying everything in his book to see her submit. she wasn't an animal, she was a witch and witches don't bow to fuzzies. his growl causes watson to mimic, his own animal instincts kicking in. "This place....is mine. I am...Leader here. You are not...allowed...you have to...pay." she chuckled in disbelief, the hell did he think he was ? "Really, what do you want tobi as payment?" she asks, her tone totally changing. it sounded tempting, dark and crude she wanted to make him react. she wanted to show him she wasn't scared, how she could easily wipe that smirk of his face. she licks her lips, like a cat world as she watches him with firm sterling eyes.

her smile does not fade from her face as he turns agitated. she adored it, even though deep in her gut was warning her not to toy with him. even though the warning was so clear, something her her snaps and she feels she needs to be defensive. irritated by the fact he had forgotten how he use to share things with her and yet, she is a stranger in HIS land. a frown begins into her face as he ignores what ever she says now, now who was acting childish? she did not know that he does not understand what she meant. even though she still leans in to touch him, to prove to him something. maybe the same friendship, line of respect they once had but he breaks it. his eyes are wide as he backs away, like a animal we just hit for the first time. "No......I do not....like...that." she is for this part mad, she had no reason to but, it hurts. "You use to ..." she wasn't really denying her anger had no place were it held. but somehow his words hit soft cords, her wound never healing ... it wasn't his fault.

the way he spat out his order, to not touch him brings more mix emotions. she closes her eyes in defeat, how was she to fight a man to darn stupid and yet so innocent. she slowly remembers when he did not act this way with her, when he was gentle. was he ever now that she thinks? was he ever the prince charming she imagined him to be, of course not. tobi was nothing to a prince charming, but a poor boy hurt by civilization and he knows nothing about it. he is in his own world, one so cold and closed. she hated not being able to control her own turmoil, she worked on it. so hard to relinquish these emotions that have no place here, not in his presence. she could hear him walk, circle what ever until he was behind her again. what was this fascination with saying away from her eyes? she wasn't sure she understood him, not even the small bits she learned from 2 years ago.

she felt a tug at her leash and for some reason let it go, the dog probably tired of this confusion was walking back to the car. he lay down panting and staying away from those two troubled soul. she cracks and eyes to watch him leave, she knew it was ok for him to wonder alone. but to be left alone with tobi, that was not another sure thing. with watson she had some control, now she was on her own . she flinches when his finger brushes against her neck again. she felt like a budgie being petted behind the neck. it was soft and very pleasant but in her sour mood, it wasn't as magical as it could have been. a rather dark thought by passes her mind, she tilts her head to look at him. giving free access to the side of her neck he was currently petting. sterling eyes watch him with malice, while soft brown hair bounced when she tilted her head sideways to see him. all of a sudden from her chest, a hot warmth crawls into her extremities. the fire that runs in her veins, slowly diffuse its warmth from her skin. only because she was a strong witch, from their skin contact her power runs into his own skin, warming it up without him being able to control it. she controlled the heat, making it like it was when he touched her and wanted her warmth on that very night.

tobies voice is soft as he asks her if she wanted to stay, did she ? she already had a home with her brother and was quite better of there. but her heart, always the black sheep must squeeze at this very moment. her eyes turn serious as she asks "Why does tobi want emma to stay, if tobi does not like emma touching him?". rather soft then she though it would come out to, why would she want to stay if he did not want her to touch him? she could not turn around to him, but she would give him a show of what she was now. she puts out one of her hands and immediately lights on fire. small flame dancing in the palm of her hand. "i live elsewhere, i'm a monster now tobi... " her voice is darker, she knew she was a bad person, a witch. the better laugh is that her brother was a werewolf also. a family of freaks if you asked her, she had never met another boy after tobi. simply because hes a monster, so was she and he liked her even if she wasn't normal.



- Emma's lotus - Watson - Emma's Pendant - Emma's tattoo -



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It's like I'm leaving all my past and silhouettes up on the wall.

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