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Post by Jacob Black on Jan 2, 2007 0:02:45 GMT -5
Jake snarled as the vampire approached them. The vampire balked slightly then moved. Quick as lightning, so fast the humans could barely see Jake leapt forward and latched his fangs into the attacking vampire's neck. Blood spurted into his mouth and out the sides as he dragged the body out the window again. He reappeared a few minutes later, his muzzle clean. The werewolf then looked at them and stood on his hind legs, transforming into himself. "Mrs. Gamarra. I'm a werewolf and I protect this area with my pack from vampires that kill human beings. I protect humans against the creatures that killed your husband." The werewolf said seriously so she knew he wasn't joking. "Either you can accept that or you can't but I assure you I am in perfect control when I am transformed because unlike some of the others of my pack I am a full blood descendant of the first werewolves. I would never harm your daughter and if you haven't seen, she has been marked as my mate." He used the term familiar to him, whether it sounded great or not, it was what his werewolf side thought. "And no other werewolves would hurt her."
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Post by Gabrielle Gamarra on Jan 2, 2007 0:07:29 GMT -5
Gabrielle winced at the term mate. "Jake..." she shook her head, pulling her hand away from her mother.
Donatella sat down on one of the chairs at the kitchen table. She was in such a shock, she had to try and clear her mind before she said anything. "Killed my husband?"
Gabrielle patted her mother's back and said soothingly, "That's why they didn't know why he died. All they knew was that he was drained of blood. I saw the vampire, but didn't know what they were. I do now... and so do you."
Gabrielle looked back at Jacob. "Thanks for informing her of... yeah. The word that I don't like. Could've left that part out, you know. Sheesh."
Donatella shook her head. "I... I'm going to go lay down. This is too much for me right now." She stood up and left the room before anyone could protest.
Gabrielle looked back at her paramour and sighed. "This... this didn't turn out the way I wanted it to."
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Post by Jacob Black on Jan 2, 2007 0:19:31 GMT -5
Jake sighed and tried fruitlessly to wipe blood off his shirt. "Sorry. I figured I might as well give her something to grab onto, something that relates to her own life, otherwise she'd distrust me." He tried again to wipe blood off himself. "This was a new shirt too!" He sounded angry. "Gabrielle. Humans are strange creatures." He laughed. "I know, I thought I was one once... we belive that we don't want to hear everything all at once but in the end we can't help but ask questions." He shook his head. "I'm not leaving tonight. I'm staying here... who knows how many more are lurking around. I'm going to have to speak with the Cullens." He again fruitlessly tried to rub the blood off his shirt. "Do you have any bleach?" He pulled the shirt off. He sighed, being the Alpha male was... almost fun... he thought about this for a second. "Just let it sink in... she'll come around..."
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Post by Gabrielle Gamarra on Jan 2, 2007 0:28:33 GMT -5
She grabbed the shirt away from him. "I'll do this." She left the room and walked into the bathroom and dropped the shirt into the sink. She sat there for a moment as water escaped the tap before turning it off and letting the shirt sit there.
She exited the bathroom and shook her head, leaning against the wall. "This is tiring..." she said, her voice almost a whisper. "Ya'll werewolves are tiring people." She looked up at him and smiled lovingly. "Now ya'lls gonna leave that shirt in that there sink for about five minutes. I'm too tired to take it downstairs and wash it in the washing machine."
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Post by Jacob Black on Jan 2, 2007 0:33:56 GMT -5
"Thank you." He whispered and kissed her, leaning down. "I love you." He told her then made a face. "Eugh... my mouth must have tasted like blood." He grimaced. "Sorry about that." Then he laughed, running a hand along his hair. "If I'm going to stay here I'm going to have to take a shower." He blinked, looking down at the blood stained and shredded pants. "Glad I always carry a change of clothes." He smiled at her. "May I use your bathroom? You should try and calm your mother down in the meantime." He smiled down at her.
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Post by Gabrielle Gamarra on Jan 2, 2007 0:39:13 GMT -5
"Not so much. Tastes like Jake." She laughed at him. "Yeah, use the shower. I'll go talk to my mom and see how she's doing." She walked off.
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Post by ohhaithar on Dec 1, 2008 22:51:52 GMT -5
sparkle sparkle
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