Watching My Life Go Down(Aro,Luka)

[luka]

Baby, baby, when i lay with you
There's no place i'd rather be
I can't believe, can't believe it's true
The things that you do to me

I wouldn't lie to you, baby
I'm physically attracted to you
This feeling that i got for you, baby
There's nothing that i wouldn't do

Luka sang as he blasted his music on his ipod. He got a bit of looks as people noticed he was singing a song that was sung by a woman. He didn't care. He was happy, for today. Tomarrow he would be sullen looking and depressed. Didn't matter one bit today. Ah, but I drone on...

Luka kept walking through out the streets to find himself at a run down castle. Now he wasn't a theif, but if this place was empty, he could live here. Then KoZ would steal everything that wasn't nailed down...then steal the nails...

He shook his head before going inside. The place was a bit creepy, but everything was dreepy to the teen. The paint was cracking on the walls, the rugs were somewhat eaten away by some pest or so. He wondered what could've happened to this place.

[aro]

It was a day to just relax, go see what was here for the taking and hopefully not run into anymore humans. My run in with Seth took me to another level and I needed to level my head from that. Werewolves in London loving? What a strange thing. It was as if a vampire and werewolf were trying to love each other to Aro. It wasn’t right, that was only because Vince made it so. Love was not anything to me known of, something to be afraid of and take you down. It was the one thing that’d take you over and all hunters would kill you in an instant. She needed to clear her head. Aro sat on the steps of one of the stairways up to the 2nd floor of the castle, her eyes looking down the path way and to the light that shown at the end from the door way that stood right in her eyes sight. A young man appeared in her eyes now, her heart jumped but then tumbled into the vast abyss seeing it wasn’t Seth. Why was she so taken in by him anyhow? Just a normal Werewolf with thousands of bothers and sisters…What’s to like? Too many people to know and watch over.

Her arms crossed over her knees as her head kept a little lower than usual. Her trench covered her body and a bag on her back. Her gray hood hid her brown hair and most of her face features. She was not to be noticed today, nor wanted to be. It was one of those loner days to her, a day of just thinking over everything, thinking of the past, present and future. She didn’t want to deal with angry people or questioning people. Just really wanted to be left alone.

[luka]

Luka flinched like a deer in the headlights as he heard something. Luka could move very oddly when he was frighten. Putting one foot up, then down, and up again. He finally put it on the floor. He was walking like a chameleon. You know, that funny walk they do? Well, that's how Luka was walking.

After a few minutes of not hearing anything, he walked normal. It was best. If a killer saw you walking weird he'd leave you alone...right? The shy boy hoped so. He didn't feel like dying today. Not when he had a coupon for a free, hot breakfast!

Luka ventured inside of the castle. It smelled old, that odd 'people probably were murdered in their sleep' old smell. In other words, a retirement home. Luka had been to a lot of those as a pet. Darla would take him to meet her friends. Some old women who's children dumped them into a home to get rid of them. Some humans could be so cruel, but so could weres and vamps. The world just wasn't fair for anyone these days.

The young male shook his head slowly as he thought about old memories. Maybe he could try to live her and forget.

[aro]

Yet another weird person. Was this London only filled with gays and strangely acted people? Did anyone act normal in this country? Her body stood as she then went down the stairs and stopped when she looked at the boy walking all oddly. What was up his ass today?

Is there a reason you’re walking like that?

It was a bit of a snap to her voice but yet an oddity to it. Her thick Russian rolled off of her tounge also making it a tad hard to understand. Her body stood still as her eyes from under the hood looked to this younger human, or were or vamp…who knew what he was. She really didn’t care today. She wasn’t in the mood for odd or deformed things. The deformity could be physically or mentally. She thought this guy should be in a mental home with a straight jacket and a Hannibal mask. Yup, that’s what he needed. Her hands stayed in her pockets, her hair hidden from the world. The smell of rain drifted in from the windows. Ugh, a smell she never wanted to smell. Ever since she got here that’s all she could smell. Reather have snow than rain. Go away rain.

[luka]

"Huh?" Luka staggered back. Gods, his brain was all deer today! He could've sworn he was Bambi for a minute. He shook his head again, fleas. Oh, yeah. Nothing makes a girl more interested in you than fleas.

"Uh, um. I t-thought I was b-being s-st-stalked or something..." Damn stuttering. It would've been cute if he was a girl or something. But would he still be living if he was a girl living on the streets? He doubted it. Damn again. That...woman probably lived here. Great. He'd have to go somewhere else. Maybe there was a clean dumpster somewhere he could sleep in tonight...There goes Luka's happiness.

"Uh, uh. Do you l-live here? I c-ca-can leave here if you w-want!" Luka was ready to amscray the hell outta there. He hoped she wasn't a were. She would probably mock and tease him for being weak. Luka was weak, mentally, but he wouldn't tolerate anymore if someone decided to push his buttons. Unfortunately, his buttns were glued to top, never really able to really be pushed. Poor, poor, little Luka. Not a spine in his back...

[aro]

Live here? I wish. If it wasn’t for my background I’d be living in one of these back in Russia and living the high life of my life. A chuckle came from her maw as she then looked away, then back to the boy.

If I lived here, you wouldn’t be this far… I’m just here to get away from the world like you are… I’m leaving anyhow, enjoy the damp place.

What a strange human. If that was a were, I swear he’d never make it in Europe. Oh wait we’re still in Europe. O.K. In Eastern Europe. That’ll be the fix. He’d never make it in Eastern Europe. The Germans would have him in no time flat and had him either in chains or in pieces. No wonder London is such a melting pot, it deals with every kind of being but yet has such a mix it’s not even funny. Who knew what was next, were vamp crosses? Gross. Her body turned to leave, two pieces of paper falling out of her bag.

On it was a picture of her, the rest in Russian, the other in Italian. Bold print was on top of both of them and a money amount on the bottom. Probably could figure out what they were. Luckly these didn’t reach London yet. Her life would be over.

[luka]

Being the goody, goody he was, Luka shouted.
"You dropped something..." Then he remebered her threat, so he didn't go to pick it up.

"Women are so odd..." Luka mummbled. Just a few years ago, it was males who threatened to kill him. Females just went past him without a second look. It was better that way. When eveyone just passed by him without a glance. Now females were fiercer. Hell, everyone was fiercer! Now he gots kicks when he was down, and things thrown at him. He should just turn into a wolf and run away somewhere. But London was his...home. The word burned in his mind. This place was shit on earth. He wondered why he never left this place. Oh, yea, it would kill him!

The young teen inhaled the wet smell. Rain. It was...something. It calmed him, but also hid the scents of danger. He was often attacked in the rain, since it was harder for him to detect people in the rain. He needed a shower away. Maybe the rain would wash his smell away. And if not, he could always go to the park and wait for people to leave, then jump in to the lake. Skinny dipping was better when no one was looking.