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Post by Roxanne Zenith on Apr 11, 2007 14:20:03 GMT -5
Roxi was sloutched in one of the chairs, Her legs dangling over the edge of the chair arm. She was bored, she hated the fact that she didn't have teleportation powers so she had Energy Balls and temporal Ice Stasis. But alot of the other less powerful demons had energy balls too so in her eyes they were nothing special. As for Temporal Ice Stasis, she loved that power. She had used it against demons, witches and pretty much anything that pissed her off enough. Course she did use it for her own amusement. As for her regeneration powers, she hardly used it. She could control it of course but their never was much that needed to be regenerated.
She twisted her hair between her fingers, everyone had a character trait, the thing that they did when they were bored.... or nervous. Roxi's were messing with the ends of her hair. She tapped the ends of her freshly manicured nails against the arm of the chair. Two words to describe Roxanne Zenith or Roxi as most people called her was 'pure evil'. She always got what she wanted one way or another and if she didn't get what she wanted then you better watch out. Being on the recieving end of one of Roxi's rages was not a pretty sight.
Her dark brown eyes looked round the chamber that they had come to call the hollow. Well the hollow was strongest magic there was and they were the charmed ones so the name just fit. Where they stayed was nothing special, cold, dark... not many people coming to visit.... Well the ones that knew what was good for them didn't visit. Roxi prefered cold to hot anyway. She sighed, there had to be something to do round this place.. other wise she thought that she was going to go mad with boredom.
Lifting her head up slightly from where it was rested against the chair, it was quiet... too quiet than usual. She usually heard the arguments between her sisters but so far it was quiet... She knew it wouldn't last... Sooner or later they would once again have a 'disagreement' and drag Roxi into the middle of it.
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Post by Richela Zenith on Apr 14, 2007 10:50:49 GMT -5
Richela felt a burning fury within her, but she knew better than to let her anger control her. Only careless evil -and even good- did that. She would never go that low. Her own sisters did it sometimes- as did the Queen of the Underworld. She thought back to her little chat with Axelia. She had learned so well to hide her emotions, that back in the Chamber, even Richela thought she wasn't that angry- but now she was alone, or she thought she was at least, and she felt the anger clearly.
She tried to open the door to the Hollow but it was locked. She looked at the guard but he shrugged helplessly. She grew frustrated now- why wouldn't it open? Impatiently, she threw a fireball at it, and when that didn't work she faded into it, directly to the section where her room was. She sat down on her bed, thinking of what the Underworld liked to say about them.
Roxanne was Pure Evil, though Richela didn't agree with that- Roxanne had been friends with a whitelighter, at least until he found out about her. That issused a rare arguement between the two sisters. Richela's name was Dangerously Evil. She didn't agree with that either. She had a feeling they should switch around her's and Roxanne's nicknames, and that would correct it. It wasn't that Richela wasn't dangerous, she was, she just doesn't show it. People thread carefullly around Roxanne, but with Richela they aren't as careful.
They think she isn't as powerful, being the youngest, maybe. But the thing is, Richela didn't express the fact that she killed as openly as her sister's did. She prefered to leave them all in suspence, wondering if she was safe or not- of-course, in the end, they discovered she wasn't any more safer than Roxanne. Getting up she made her way to the main area of their hollow, where the couches, entrance, books, and many other things were.
Her deep eyes caught on to a little black stone square first, as always, before flickering up to her sister. The black quare contained a little black box, with had in it, the well known Hollow. Richela knew better than to mess with the Hollow, though she would love the power of it. Her eyes went over to the couch, where Roxi was, her face slightly illuminately by the light from the not bright, but not dim, lanterns ontop of the stones. "Haven't seen you around in a while."
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Post by Roxanne Zenith on Apr 14, 2007 16:06:11 GMT -5
She barely registered her sister entering the room, or at least didn't acknowledge it. She was too lost in her own thoughts. Her last oh so clever plan did not go to plan. She thought that the best way to find out what the charmed ones weaknesses was, was to actually get close to them, well no chance of that but she had planned to get closer to a friend of theirs. A whitelighter. At first it did work, then she let her guard slip letting her witch side take slight control causing her usually well hidden emotions to make an appearence. She had unintentionally made friends with him... well until he found out who she really was at least.
She had let her guard down and she wasn't going to let that happen again, Very little people knew of the sister's past and the fact that they were half witches. Roxi preffered to keep it that way.
Her eyes flickered from the spot she was looking at to the black box that contained the hollow. There was a number of times she had thought about summoning it, using its power. The amount of power it held was incredible and she would love that amount of power at her manicured finger-tips. But she better than to mess with it, even they couldn't control it. She looked to her younger sister, "Why? Missed me?" She asked in her same emotionless tone, well she showed more emotions to her sisters than what she did to anyone else. Rory and Richela were the only ones that Roxi would do anything for.
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Post by Richela Zenith on Apr 14, 2007 17:06:53 GMT -5
Richela rolled her eyes. "Of-course not," she said, only half-teasing. Sure, they were sisters. They were Charmed Ones for crying out loud but all the same, she was evil after all. Of-course, her sister's were her strongest bond, nothing could replace that...but if you think about it, did she have any other bonds? No.
Honestly, she had wanted to find out something from Roxanne. Richela didn't know much about her past, as in how she was half-witch. She was too young to remember anything that really happened. "I wanted to ask you something," she said, not even needing to be careful to keep any emotion out of her voice. She had gotten so accustomed to it, it was natural for her now.
"What is our past?" she asked, not quite managing to say what she really wanted to know. She hated anything good...and she had a someone good in her family, to be half witch. The thought of it made her feel contaminated. "How could we be half witch" she asked, hardly managing to keep the disgust on the last word out of her mouth.
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Post by Roxanne Zenith on Apr 15, 2007 9:37:29 GMT -5
"Aww I'm hurt." She said putting on a voice and pouting, Well she could pretend she was innocent..... not that she could really get away with pretending to be innocent anymore, her reputation proceeded her. She soon wiped the look of her face however, She hated to even pretend that any part of her was weak though their mother had got to Roxi more than her sisters seen as she was the oldest she remembered their mother the most. It was also the hardest for their father to convince her of his story of what happened when their mother was killed.
She stopped twisting her hair between her fingers when she said that she wanted to ask her something, She had an idea what she wanted to question her about, To be honest she didn't want to talk about it, She hated talking about their mother, she had been good, weak in Roxanne's eyes. She hadn't wanted them to become the charmed ones, She wanted them to become good little witches.... never wanted them to reach their full potential, never wanted them to get their powers.
She looked at her as she mentioned about their past, She rolled her eyes sitting properly on the couch, The heels of her boots hitting the floor was the only sound that could be heard for a while as the two sisters were in silence. Well silent until Richela spoke again.
'how could they be half witches?' She thought about the question before answering it, She didn't want to answer it but she didn't have much of a choice after all her sister did have a right to know, Roxanne was evil but she did show some kindness, to her sisters at least, but even then she wasn't totally nice. "Mum was a witch," She shrugged "She was never fully evil. She never wanted us to become the charmed ones."
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Post by wowposter on Nov 14, 2008 1:01:18 GMT -5
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