?Into the Night? {No longer Accepting}

[seopard]

It happened so fast that she only knew that suddenly she was slammed against the brick wall, she let out a small yelp of pain as her head banged on the rough stones. She felt a small stinging pain, and something warm trickling down the back of her neck. Tears welled in her eyes as she tried to push him away "Get off!"

[AbbyJoyce]

"You smell just like him...Lancelot was such a fun toy." Flynn leaned in, whispering to her. Leaning back he growled slightly before shoving her harder into the wall and turning on his heels, leaping up onto a nearby dumpster and disappearing over the large roof of the building.

[seopard]

She cried out as he shoved her harder and then sank to the ground. She sat still when he left, deftly leaping up onto a roof before disappearing from sight. Sam curled up into a ball and tried to ignore the blood that was seeping through the fabric of her shirt and onto the concrete below her. And then came the rain. She began to cry lightly, why was life so cruel?! Clutching her arms, she decided to just lay there as she was pelted with cold rain and soon fell asleep again due to exhaustion and the cold.

[AbbyJoyce]

Flynn remembered. He remembered every second, every feeling, every breath he took as he severed Mikey's windpipe, leaving him to drowned in crimson water on the flooded parking lot concrete of the local store. His mind was numb, refusing to think for fear of his nightmare coming true. He killed Mikey, the blood drenched shirt he wore and the crimson-tinted necklace he held wrapped within his fingers proved that. Mikey's necklace, his prized possession. Flynn's hair clung to his forehead, damp from the rain. His smeared hands and shirt had covered the couch in a vile reminder of his deed. He was sure he would hear more sbout staining the couch later, which would have brought him comfort to know a normal action would take place, but it didn't. It wouldn't. So, he sat on Samantha's couch, leaving the window he had slipped into open, his body shaking from both the cold and adrenaline.

[seopard]

She woke again when her hands began to go numb and she struggled to get to her feet. Sam slowly trudged towards her building and up the stairs, her hands shook when she tried to open the door and she laughed halfheartedly when she realized how awful she must look; what with her green eyes dull and lifeless, the dark circles under them were more pronounced than earlier that morning. Her clothes were soaked and she was absolutely freezing, her lips and fingers beginning to turn slightly blue. After a minute of fumbling with the key, she gave up and leaned on the door, to weak to do anything else.

[AbbyJoyce]

Flynn heard the creaking of someone leaning against the door. He would have been able to smell them if the metallic smell of blood hadn't taken hold of his senses. He leaned forward, leaning his elbows against his knees. It had been hours since he last saw Sam. He pushed himself to his feet, clasping the necklace tightly. He turned to the window, eyeing it as he considered his options. He couldn't run, not anymore.

[seopard]

Sam heard movement within her apartment, and judging by his footsteps she could tell it was Flynn. She cleared her throat weakly "Flynn?" she called quietly "It's m-me, could you let me in?" she placed a hand upon the door and pulled her knees to her chest. Although she knew that the moment the door opened, she would fall into the entry way, but right now she could care less. She was cold, wet and shaking like a leaf.

[Hennessy]

Ginger huffed as the rain started to fall and headed back to town. After crossing the river she transformed back into her human form and shivered as rain began to plaster her hair onto her forhead. She headed to the store, for she had promised Jackson she would but some things for the two young boys. As she went into the parkinglot she stared in horrer at what lay near the entrance to the door to the store. Ginger gagged at the blood body of the boy she had helped out earlier that day. She couldn't bear looking at it and bolted away from the store and to where she last saw Flynn disappearing to. She ended up in an alley where she saw a half cracked metal door. Ginger opened it up caustiosly and peered in. It was quiet and eary as she entered. The room was slightly cold and was filled with technology. She didn't quite know what Flynn was doing in here but it must have been important..

[sparticles]

Name| Renesmae (Rin-es-may) Charlton
Gender| Female
Age| 18 years old.
Shifter forms|


A beautiful Husky mix.


A black Panther.


A large white mare.

Description/pic| Look at the top, that shows her looks, but here's a small description. Renesmae is a beautiful teenager who had sun kissed-skin, but a little darker then most (but she isn't mixed race just english). Her eyes are a beautiful brown mixed with hazel that goes nicely with her soft skin tone, her hair is rather long and origionally wavey which is the way she likes it, sometimes its tipped-others it insnt. It falls beautifulls past her shoulders and a small side fringe hangs on her forehead. Beautiful white teeth that are kept in good condition. Her body build is muscular, although she looks on the thin side, she has a flat stomach and a belly piercing. Her legs aren't to long and nor to short-like her arms. Quite an 'athletes' body I would say. 
Bio| Esmae is a rather laid back teen who takes life as it comes, but will control her way of living. And she still lives at home. Although, at times she can be rather aggressive which causes people to become a little wary and even scared, and her allways trait in her stubbornness. Esmae is rather bubbly and loves to joke on with those she knows, and often have a good time. Once you get to know this brunette she's a very loyal and trustworthy friend-one there until the end. She is rather intelligent but at times, she comes across rather stupid/dopey which makes her out to be a funny person as she's usually tripping or saying the most darnest things. Renesmae may be aggressive and hard headed, sometimes having a sharp tongue she can actually be caring and loving to those she knows, trusts or thinks are in need.
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[seopard]

((Accepted))