Oh Mmmm Gee;

[Dante Ricci]

Dante shifted his weight from one side of his body to the other, then back again. He was nervous. He hadn't felt this way in such a long time. His anxiety swelled within him as stood silently on the border of the church doors staring up at them as if they were a gateway to a foreign planet. Inwardly he was still debating whether he should enter through the large doorway or just turn around and wander back the way he had come to get here. He knew it was silly to come to the church. After all what good would it do really? But he couldn't think of any where else to go. He thought back to a few hours ago and re-winded the sickening thoughts that had led him to this place. The dreams nightmares were unbearable. And they were becoming worse with each evening that passed.

For once in his life Dante really just had no clue what to do. He couldn't talk about it, because he knew that if he did it would make it real. So he held it all inside. Wrapped a chain around it. Then throw it inside the endless ocean inside his mind to sink and never be seen again. Only it kept floating to the surface. No matter how hard he tried to drown it, it kept breaking free and coming after him. His fears haunted him like an angry ghost out for revenge. And he knew that no matter how much he tried to vanquish the horrifying dream sequence, it would not leave him alone. Because it was not just a dream. And it was not just a nightmare. It was a possibility that could soon become a reality if he did not do something about it. But, he, just did not know what to do.

So here he stood. In this place he knew well, but had never actually entered into unless he had to. Usually the Dhampir preferred to lay hidden among the trees that surrounded and shielded the back part of this holy building. He wasn't religious at all and had no need to bear his soul to the divine creator or any of the priests who acted as his instruments. But today, today he needed someone... needed something, he needed a sign, he needed to know that everything was going to be ok.

It's not everyday you witness the person you love most in the world being slaughtered.

It's not everyday you witness that same person being tortured right in front of your eyes for what seems to be endless amounts of time, while you stand back paralyzed in such utter shock that you are unable to do a damn thing while they fight with every ounce of their being for survival. But it is everyday that this happens if it happens in a dream that reoccurs every time you fall asleep.

[Araceli Mariela Ricci]

Ara walked into the church rather early with a book tucked under her arm. She had made sure no one was around when she walked up and she walked around the whole church making sure she was alone before she went to a corner up near the podium at the back of the church. Or was it the front because the chairs all faced it? Either way she was in a corner ner there curled up with her book. She smiled as she read and was rather entertained. She wasn't a religous girl. She and her brother didn't come here often... but she came much more often than Dante. She came to read. It was a quiet place to read. She often snuck a book with her into the church when she was forced in. But for the moment she was fairly content reading her book in the corner.

It was one of her fantasy books. She had checked it out of the library a few day ago and was half done only because she was busy with her being attacked and fighting with her brother. Thankfully the two of them had worked it out and were no longer fighting and avoiding each other. She still felt bad about her hiding from him because she was afraid. She should have known better. Dante wasn't going to be forever angry at her now. Sure that was the first time he had ever yelled at her but he loved her more than anything in the world. She knew that and felt the same way towards him. He had only yelled because Lia and there parents weren't there to snap at her to get her to understand her reckless behavior was stupid. She knew Dante just had to be terrified when he was called to the nurses office because his little sister was there only to be told that she was attacked by Strigoi.

Ara shook her head as her throught got distracted from her book. She smiled and read back a bit because she hadn't quite caught everything she read being distracted and all. She read on for a good long while and she started nodding off to sleep. After a bit her book slid off of her lap and onto the floor. A few minutes later she fell over as well. She slept in the corner like that sprawled out on the floor ontop of her book. Her brown hair covered a good portion of her face as she remained compleatly still on the floor of the church.

((hope you don't mind me jumping in ^.^ i read it cause i had nothing to do cause i had no muse and it gave me muse so I felt the need to pop in))