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Tattooed Rebel

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Date: Aug 8, 2008
Restless Nights
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As per usual Xavier had returned from one of his performances rather late, and surprisingly enough he wasn't exhausted. Tired? Yeah, he was physically done in but his mind wouldn't let him rest. Thoughts raging at a mile a minute, he made his way in to his room as silently as he could as not to wake the others about the house and begin to put away his stuff until the next time it would be needed. Bass was lifted over his shoulder and placed next to the wall, and his leather jacket was hung up on a hook next to the door. His blade was then placed carefully on the stand next to his bed before he furthered the stripping of his clothinng. Once he had himself down to simply a pair of shorts, he simply allowed his well tattooed form to sit on the edge of his bed and stare off in to space.

Life had changed, and it had changed fast. He was stripped of his habbits that he most enjoyed and told to behave. He had made a promise to keep from violence unless it was necissary.. and he was obeying these words like a good doggy. He'd found someone that he most enjoyed, and to top it all off he had Alex back. Well, the last bit was slightly debatable. Alex was still slightly off to him, and not that it didn't hurt..he just had to make himself not hurt over it. She'd come around at her own pace.

As per usual when he thought, he lost himself. He'd never see sleep at this rate..so what was the use in even trying? After all, he hated sleeping by himself anyway.


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Date: Aug 11, 2008
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What do you do, when your past haunts you and you can think of nothing else but how things used to be? Can think of only how much your life has changed? It seemed the siblings were more alike then just in the hobbies they had shared, and the tempers that flaired at the oddest moments.

Alex was laying upside down on her bed. Using Helix as a pillow, and stareing off into space out the dark window. Letting her mind drift back to home. Back to Texas and the trouble that had started there. Well..the trouble THEY had started...again and again. Thoughts of their attack. Of the next few months of thinking she was alone, of finding the pack in Nawlins. Meeting Silent, Eric, Myc, Thia, Dane....of finding Xavier once more.

Flashing forward, and them going to Vegas. The trouble they had gotten into there. How had they ended up following Bailey? Why had they followed her? They should have tried to find Silent. Anyone would have been better then Bailey.

Hand came up and rubbed at her forhead, sighing softly, as her head turned, catching that familar scent of her brother comming home. The sounds of him down the hall putting things away, and getting ready to turn in for the night. And after a few minutes, she heaved a soft sigh, and rolled off the bed. Padding barefoot in shorts and tshirt down the hallway, silently. Door to his room was pushed open, and she slipped inside, watching him just sit and stare into space for a few minutes.

Finally she'd move into the room and sink onto the edge of the bed next to him. Tenitive arm slipped around his waist, and cheek was nuzzled against his own. blond hair mixing with black, and pale cheek came to rest against her brothers tattooed shoulder. Voice that at one point had been shrill when she talked, was soft with that southern drawl. "....I'm happy here Xav.....but that dosn't mean I should have ignored you....m'sorry....I'm just...afraid if I let you get to close to me again.....I'll lose you again.....Once was bad enough...twice....twice almost got me killed in the process....I can't handle a third time...."




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