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Post by marmarizzle on Apr 22, 2009 0:34:23 GMT
Rosalie walked up the stairs, shaking her head eversoslightly. She knew that if Amanda was paying attention, she would be able to notice, but it was so slight that if was hard to see out of glance. She couldn't believe Carlisle would do this. She did not mind having another vampire in the household, but she didn't like the attention to be off of her. She just wasn't used to it, so she respond well to it happening. Rosalie was still oblivious to Amanda's gift so she didn't know why she had been cringing and wincing. Her first thought was that it was the wolves' stench. If this were the reason, Rosalie did not blame her at all. The smell was not all too pleasant to her and she didn't think that it was pleasant to any other vampires. Rosalie thought of something. Carlisle may want the two to "bond" a little, so she figured she may as well get it over with now than deal with it later when there was chance that things would be worse than they are now, which she wouldn't doubt it if they were. The coven had been dealing with some pretty odd things most recently. But Rosalie was never good with conversation-starters. She never did well around new people so this was going to be a challenge. "So Edward's sister?"[/color] she started, "Must be pretty odd to come across your blood-related brother after all these years."[/color] Rosalie would think it would be pretty freaky; she was never close with her two younger brothers, she didn't know much about them as she grew older and more attached to -ugh, Royce. Never to make that mistake again. (( It's okay. I haven't been on in forever. But I am trying to change that! ))
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Post by amanda on May 6, 2009 1:48:05 GMT
'' Not really mean yeah I've been looking for awhile but I'm just glad I found him.'' Amanda said biting her lip as she walked with rosalie fiddling with her hands the whole entire time every time rosalie would remember something she'd get sick to her stomach, it wasn't because rosalie had a dark past or anything it was because her past was so tortured if that's the word you wanted to use. The girl knew she'd be mistaken for a blond cause of her hair color but she didn't care she didn't think she was as pretty as rose or any of the cullens for that matter she just wanted to be part of a family that understood her, that would love her unconditionally since that's something her adoptive parents lacked in doing. They'd left her for dead after she was turned thinking she wouldn't survive the change but she did, here she was in the home of her only blood living relative who she'd been searching for since her change.
((Sorry I took so long personal issues amongst other things.))
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Post by marmarizzle on May 8, 2009 2:01:00 GMT
Rosalie nodded in response. She didn't need to be Jasper or have his gift to detect the awkwardness of the situation. Rosalie reminisced on some of the memories of her human life again. She thought of Royce at first -naturally- the foul bastard. Her eyes darkened as she thought of him too long...again. She shook her head and tried to remember a happier memory, like her parents worshiping the ground she walked on, gawking with their own child's beauty. That was on of the few memories from her old life that pleased her. There were few, but the ones that were actually helped. But to her misfortune, they seemed to be fading. "So, um. This is one of our guest rooms." she showed her a door, "We have I think, two more if you don't like this one that much." she added.
{ No worries; sorry for short }
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Post by amanda on May 8, 2009 20:49:27 GMT
'' This one is fine Thank you.'' Amanda said as she walked past Rosalie, into the bedroom looking around she had to admit the room was perfect the walls were a wine red her favorite color, she loved the large bed which was big enough for two people of course which would be nice later on. The vanity was well decked out it's self, everything matched the decor of the room it was perfect but the fact that the only had four pieces of luggage she noticed that her suit cases were safely put away under her bed, she looked at rosalie confused. '' Where's all my clothes, stuff?'' The Girl asked as she crossed her arms over her chest not fully understanding why her luggage had been brought up while she was still apparently downstairs with Carlisle.
There was something about the room that intrigued her it was almost as if they were expecting her because everything was just the way she'd imagined it, she felt so at home standing in the middle of it.
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Post by marmarizzle on May 11, 2009 0:55:38 GMT
Rosalie nodded and stepped out of Amanda's way as she passed. She scoped out herself in the vanity as Amanda walked around. She didn't turn her gaze, but answered her absentmindedly, "I don't know." Rosalie had been used to the places in the house because she had been there for a few years. Plus, without having to go to sleep, you kind of had enough time explore around the different houses you lived in. You had a lot of free time as a vampire. She hadn't taken much notice into Amanda's presence; she already prepared to not take much awareness into her. She already didn't like her. Why? Hello?! She stole attention! With all that was going on, attention was so hard to come by as it is.
[[ gahhh. sorry for short! muse died. ]]
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