Darkest before Dawn ((Rayn+Open))

[becca]

She slowly turned staring intently at his back. She lowered the book and pushed up from the ground, moving towards him slowly. She slid her arms around his waist pressing her body to his back. Closing her eyes she let out a gentle breath. "Vous êtes si stupide parfois mon amour." You are so stupid sometimes my love She said with an air of annoyance as she pinched his sides lightly.

She knew his soft spots, every last one of them, like the back of her hand. She pressed her fingers to his side watching his reaction, she loved his face shifted with the gentle touch a different reaction for every touch, she loved it. She sighed pressing her cheek against his back again. "You haven't lost me Raphael you know that."

[ancientevil]

Feeling her arms wrap around him and her words filter into the air and he was soothed, trusting her with every ounce of his soul. Within the moment she pinched his sides, he literally squirmed and gave out a playful hiss. The moment she pushed her fingers against his sides, he smiled softly and he slowly turned around to face her once again. "Consider it temporary insanity," he smiled softly as his hands rested upon her cheeks and hea leaned down to kiss her softly upon the lips. Than he gave a soft laugh, "Me pardonner, mais mon coeur battra seulement pour vous et vous seul," Forgive me, but my heart will only beat for you and you only. To think it has been a thousand years since he spoke french, yet it wasn't amazing that he still remembered it like the back of his hand since to him, it was only yesterday when he was speaking it.

[becca]

She blushed faintly feeling his lips against hers, her breath caught in throat as the familiar feeling of her heart trying to break out of her body took over her chest once again. She heard his words and smiled "Pour être mort pour si long je suis content que vous rappelez comment parler le français et ne le comprenez pas juste"For being dead for so long I am glad that you remember how to speak french and not just understand it she stated bluntly.

Her hands pushed at his shirt lightly pressing against the smooth expanse of his stomach. "J'ai manqué la presse de votre chair. Je vous ai pensé ne me reviendrait jamais Raphael. "I missed the press of your flesh. I thought you would never come back to me Raphael She shuddered, it felt nice to speak in her native tounge for once, it had been so long since she'd had a civilized conversation in her language. Another small comfort only Rayn seemed able to offer, for ever where he was seemed to be home for Becca.

[ancientevil]

Speaking French once again, it was a luxury to speak such an elegant language with his beloved once again. A smile pressed tightly to his lips as he held her closer to him and gave a soft laugh, "Mon amour, je n'oublierais jamais cette belle langue, pour l'anglais est plutôt brut après plusieurs décennies de français," My love, I never would forget this beautiful language, for the English is rather crude after several decades of French. The words lingered off his tongue with pure sensation filling his voice and oddly enough, he never held an accent, it seemed as if French was indeed his native language, but in all honesty, it was for at least fifty years, maybe even more.

As she spoke her own insecurities, he combed her hair back behind her ears and smiled brightly at her, "Je t'adore," the words lingered off his tongue with his smile. There was nothing more he could say to that than a good I love you, but he decided to add more, "Rien boîte me garder de vous," Nothing can keep me from you. Placing another kiss upon her lips, he was glad that she was with him, even if she was dating another guy, what he and she had was more than anything. This was true love, Rayn knew it with his very gut, every fiber in his being screamed it too, so he didn't doubt it and never would.

[becca]

"Non, only death can keep us apart mon amour, death and Scott." She said with a soft laugh her hands pulling at his shirt pulling him closer buring her face into his chest and fianlly breaking down, tears spilling past her eyes. Rayn could count on one had the number of times he'd ever seen her cry, they were just that few. But she was in a fragile way, she was so lost without him for so long she dreaded making the decision that would either destroy the unity of the Triad or break the still unbeating heart of her long lost love.

[ancientevil]

As she spoke of Scott, he held back his feelings and found himself grateful that he did. Becca began to cry against his chest and Rayn held her closer to him and rested his cheek against her head, "It's okay, my angel," his voice mused soothingly as he rubbed her back. Eyes closing, he let her vent out her feelings, all the loneliness she had went through, Rayn understood perfectly how it felt, he's done it thousands of times before. Each generation, he had to start a new or go into hidding, relationships with others were hard to come by and Becca just managed to catch his fancy. A rare thing for mortals to ever do and that had led to love. Perhaps love was more so a curse for people like them? But now they had each other...maybe that would break the aweful curse of loneliness.

[aevon]

Aevon was in a tomb, digging up corpses to consume. He had been doing this for a while now, as if he attempted to consume a live body, he runs the risk of being seen and, with his appearance, that would really not be good for him. He heard talking through a wall in the tomb, and he licked his lips with delight, "Ooh, fresh meat". He stepped heavily over to the wall and began pounding it with his horns and, being a long forgotten wall of a long forgotten tomb, the wall crumbled easily. He walked in to find two young-looking humans so he said in a tone that almost made the floor rumble, "Prepare, feeble humans, to die!". He pulled back his hand, ready to swing at the two humans.

[ancientevil]

Hearing a voice ripple into the tomb, Rayn's eyes flashed red as he stared at the man before them. A hiss rippled into the air as a black cat laid close by, his hair standing on end and his eyes also flashed red. A laugh pursed off Rayn's lips as he shook his head slowly, "Who do you honestly think you are? You can't tell the difference between a vampire and a human? My goodness, you must be one special type of kid," he spat with a smirk pressed tightly to his lips, "Now go away you annoying nat." If this man wouldn't leave, than things were certainly going to get interesting.

(( Now, honestly, leave. Cause for one, you're signature is annoyingly big it's getting on my nerves and two I don't want to fight you. So go away. ))