Post by BLAISE BEAUCLERC on Jan 8, 2012 19:45:56 GMT -6
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,424,true][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=width,20%][style=margin-left: 130px;font-family: georgia; font-variant: small-caps; font-size: 11px; letter-spacing: 1.5px; color: #000000;]And we kiss each other one more time[/style][style=margin-left: 115px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 22px; letter-spacing: -1.5; color: #FFFFFF; background-color: 000000; margin-bottom: -56px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 3px;text-align: center; padding-right: 2px;]And sing this lie that's halfway mine[/style][style=width:100px; height: 100px; opacity:0.8;filter:alpha(opacity=70); margin-top: 27px; margin-left:3px; background-image: url(http://i683.photobucket.com/albums/vv193/BuddingRoses/minato1.png); -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; border: 5px solid #000000;] [/style] [style=width:100px; height: 100px; opacity:0.7;filter:alpha(opacity=55); margin-left: 3px; background-image: url(http://i683.photobucket.com/albums/vv193/BuddingRoses/minato1.png); -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; border: 5px solid #000000;] [/style] [style=width:100px; height: 100px; opacity:0.5;filter:alpha(opacity=40); margin-left: 3px; background-image: url(http://i683.photobucket.com/albums/vv193/BuddingRoses/minato1.png); -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; border: 5px solid #000000;] [/style] [style=margin-right; 21px; margin-top: -340px; margin-left: 115px; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: 9px; color: #212121; padding-top: 16px; line-height: 10px; padding-bottom: 19px; padding-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px; text-align: justify; border-left: 6px solid #000000;]Swathed in soft winter wear, the slender teen sat, silky blue locks framing a feminine face. Snow fell in gentle waves, coating the area around the lake in a blanket as fine as the softest gossamer. His expression, as usual, was stoic, the edges of his pink lips turned down in a slight, brooding frown. It was his customary 'stay away' sort of face, the kind he subconsciously put on whenever he was as submerged in thought as he was now. His willowy legs were drawn up against him as he partially buried his face in the nook created by them, the hood of his coat falling forward, hiding his face from view. He watched the condensation created by his warm breath upon the chilled air with drooping eyelids. Adelie floated nearby, as if keeping a vigil over her fatigued soulmate. She was an elegant creature, a Froslass as beautiful to Blaise as the new fallen snow that surrounded them. She was at ease in weather like this. The cold temperature soothed the ice Pokemon. Her species was native to places that had this weather, particularly areas where it was like this year round. Her eyes were like his; a watery blue, though where his were mixed with a dull grey, hers were a vibrant shade, a contrast to her mostly white figure. "Blaise," She said, her voice as soft-spoken as his own. "at least go to the town before you fall asleep." She scolded lightly, her voice monotone. She approached, and he could vaguely feel the edges of her icy breath. Blinking his bleary blue-grey eyes, he responded. "Adelie, surely you must have realized by now," He said, looking up to meet her gaze, "that it would be a ridiculous idea to swim across with Etienne's assistance, much less on my own?" He said, gesturing to the lake, which was beginning to form a thin, transparent layer of ice over it's edges. "I'm sure you'd survive." |
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