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Post by Rosalie.Hale. on Mar 15, 2009 16:37:19 GMT -5
Rosalie was bored, incredibly and utterly bored. Their personal weather station, alice. Had said the weather wasnt going to do anything even close enough for the conditions to play baseball. Rosalie's weekend was ruined. It had been forever, and yet here they were still unable to play. She loved playing with the whole family, and watching the special treatment everone gave to their favorite neice. They couldnt help it though, who could really throw out that angelic face? She had went downstairs and threw herself onto the couch. It wasnt enough to brake it, but enough to get her point across that she was annoyed.
She flipped the tv on and started scanning the stations not even bothering to pause. There were over three hundred channel and they all had something ridiculously stupid on them. Honestly how could humans sit for hours infront of it? Rerun..commercial...infomercial..rerun..She got bored and tossed the remote into the air and caught it, she continued to do this. Maybe someone would spot her and have something interesting to do today.
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Post by jazzy197 on Mar 15, 2009 16:49:30 GMT -5
Edward silently opened the door, entering what he called his “second” home.
He slept in the cottage Bella had received three days after mortal life had ended, on her 19th birthday. Bella didn’t accept the gift very openly, claiming she was 18 years old forever. She didn’t want Edward to be so far from her age… But 19 years was only two years away for his eternal age…
Trying to decipher or make sense of Bella’s decisions or thoughts was almost impossible.
He heard the TV in the living room, not knowing who was watching it… He decided he’d scare them, and so he had to hold back his laughter at his thoughts. Surely, his sibling or parent in the room would have already heard him coming: the door had creaked slightly, and no vampire could have missed that sound, small or not.
Being as quiet as possible, he crept into the living room, and found Rosalie laying on the couch, throwing the remote up in the air. She’s throwing the remote instead of actually watching the TV? he rolled his eyes, and snorted… blowing his cover, probably, unless Rosalie simply wasn’t listening.
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Post by Rosalie.Hale. on Mar 15, 2009 17:08:56 GMT -5
Rosalie heard the door creak, and wondered who had ventured into their home. If it was Emmett she would have known instantly, his scent alerted her to his presence from miles away. It was someone she knew, but couldnt exactly figure out. That was when she heard the snort of laughter. Edward. Well it wasnt the most interesting person to come across when one was bored, but he would do for now. She grinned and threw the pillow over the couch aimlessly hoping it would hit him. He should have known better than try to sneak up on her.
" Just what do you think your doing Anthony Mason?"
She grinned knowing he hated that particular part of his name. It was almost as bad as saying Mary Alice Brandon. That had happened one time in the cullen household and nobody would be forgetting it anytime soon.
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Post by jazzy197 on Mar 15, 2009 17:38:27 GMT -5
Edward winced at the use of his middle and former last name, shaking his head. Obviously Rosalie knew he was there. He dodged the pillow easily, swiftly.
“Trying to scare you, but it’s almost impossible to take a vampire by surprise,” he muttered, knowing Rose could hear him perfect anyway.
“Lillian.”
He smirked triumphantly, as if he’d just won a prize. He searched her mind, seeing if that name bothered her any.
Edward had to admit--that name, Lillian, was… cute. It had a ring to it, that he liked… Liking Rosalie’s middle name didn’t betray his loyalty to Bella, did it? Truly not, for liking someone’s middle name didn’t make a man or a woman untrustworthy or disloyal.
It was going to be a boring day, he could tell: boring days usually started with him Rosalie having a friendly, or not-so-friendly “argument.” They were barely arguments, just small quarrels that truly meant nothing. But these quarrels did mean something. They were something. They were things that occupied his time, while he couldn’t sleep or just felt like arguing. Rose was perfect for that kind of craving.
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Post by Rosalie.Hale. on Mar 15, 2009 17:45:59 GMT -5
Lillian. Ugghh she hated her middle name. Rosalie wondered why in the world her mother chose such an awful name as lillian for her middle name? Her first one was so unique and elegant, then her middle name sounded like a two year old with pig-tails. She grinned at Edward's comment. No there really wasnt an easy way to sneak up on a vampire unless the vampire had lost its senses which..didnt ever happen. She wondered what he was up to, and if maybe..maybe..he knew of something to do. rosalie had already done all of the puzzles that were in the cullen's household which were many, and she cleaned out her closet, which was scary.
" Please tell me you came over here because you have something interesting to do, and not because you want to annoy me until I have the urge to make bella a widow? "
She grinned and just for fun she threw the remote at him. She knew he would probably dodge it, edward could dodge anything, but it was still fun to see. She never got bored of it. Her brother had too many talents it just wasnt fair.
{ OOC: Please anyone dont take anything offensive about Lillian, I LOVE the name, but rose doesnt lol} |
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Post by jazzy197 on Mar 15, 2009 18:09:31 GMT -5
Instead of dodging the remote Rosalie had chucked at him, he caught with one swift movement: thrusting his hand out in front of him.
“Did you really think that would hit me?” he asked, grinning.
He tossed the remote in the air, and it softly returned to his waiting hands.
“Coordination is the key,” he said, throwing the remote up and down, simply showing off.
Rosalie’s thoughts were clear: she didn’t like her middle name. A weakness, he thought. Most times, he enjoyed annoying his sister, mainly because of her reactions and threats. They were amusing.
“Make Bella a widow? Ha,” he responded in a low voice. “You can’t kill someone you can’t catch,” he challenged, thrusting the remote back to her and racing out of the back door.
He expected her to make some sort of excuse when she didn’t catch him: “You got a head start,” or, “I wasn’t ready, and I didn’t want to mess up my hair.” Rosalie was… just like that.
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Post by Rosalie.Hale. on Mar 15, 2009 18:20:11 GMT -5
Rosalie rolled her eyes, of course I didnt think that would hit you, your a freak to the vampire species.She grinned kiddingly, although hey if the title fit...Before she could reply back to his other comment he took off out of the door and she chased after him. It really wasnt a fair race, he had a lead on her and he was already faster than all of the other members of their family. She raced after him, her blonde hair flowing elegantly behind her. She wondered where Emmett was, she needed some help on this one. Edward was just too fast. She cut through the woods at the side hoping to flank him. Maybe he wouldnt think to watch his sides. She quickly kept her plans out of her mind, she started to think about Emmett and all the things they had done the night before. That would definately keep him out...She continued to run until she saw his copper hair. She grinned as she tackled him
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Post by jazzy197 on Mar 15, 2009 18:36:27 GMT -5
Edward grinned at her comment.
It was something else to have “regular” supernatural speed, but Edward had speed beyond that. He was the fastest in his family, physically. He could beat any of them in any kind of race. He liked ruling one aspect of supernatural abilities in his family. In a fight, his speed could be even more useful, or just fun, like now.
He searched her thoughts, looking for her next moves… She was going to tackle him? From the side? Edward searched her thoughts again, looking for when this action would take place. But he didn’t find out: she was thinking about how her and Emmett had occupied their time last night.
Great, he thought, getting out of Rose’s thoughts, and forgetting about the race, too, as Rosalie had planned. Since they were quite close to the cottage, Edward decided to peek in on Renesmee’s dreams, to escape Rosalie’s graphic thoughts.
But just as he tuned in on her dream, which included Jacob, he was tackled by what felt like a steel wall.
Rose.
They fell to the ground with a loud “thud,” easily alarming any human within a two miles. To his surprise, this fall hurt, because he wasn’t expecting it. It had been foolish not to keep alert; he’d thought Rosalie wouldn’t have been able to catch up to him anyway.
“Okay, you got me,” Edward murmured, admitting to his defeat. “But that was a cheap shot-thinking about you and Emmett getting busy last night? I don’t need or want to see that. But, more importantly-how the hell did you catch up to me?”
Edward guessed he must have slowed down while reading Renesmee’s dreams, or tuning into Rosalie’s head. When he was doing that purposely, everything seemed to stop… He probably slowed automatically, not even thinking about it.
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Post by Rosalie.Hale. on Mar 15, 2009 18:46:20 GMT -5
Rosalie was almost as surprised as Edward. She had actually gotten him. Usually he was just too fast, and eventually she gave up, but here she actually caught up and tackled him. She laughed when he mentioned she and emmett. It had been a cheap shot, but she had to use everything to her advantage that she could think of. It just so happened that she had an amazingly hot husband to occupy her thoughts.
" Oh dont be jealous Edward"
She grinned again, she and edward usually didnt talk about things of this nature. She usually let Emmett handle the embarassing discussions..mainly because he wasnt embarassed. He loved to kid Bella and Edward about their love lives, Rosalie..not so much. She shrugged at his last question, he must have slowed down, either way she decided to aggravate him just a bit more.
" Maybe your just loosing your ability, have you thought about doing some stretches beforehand?"
She noticed his gaze drift off somewhere in the distance. She then realized what they were near, his home. So that was the reason for the pause. She shifted to a more serious tone.
" how are they? you know...since the return?"
It was a mystery, bella and renesmee had just dissapeared and just as the cullens began to get worried they re-appeared just as quick. They hadnt said where they went or who they were with..it was strange to say the least. |
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Post by jazzy197 on Mar 15, 2009 19:06:51 GMT -5
“Oh, I’m far from jealous, Rosalie. I have Bella..” he said happily, smiling.
He was surprised Rosalie had said that: she wasn’t usually the one to tease himself and Bella about their sex lives… It was usually Emmett, claiming, “Me and Rose have knocked down three houses. What about you two?” or, “What were you two doing in there? Discussing the national debt?” And then he’d laugh, and Edward would hold back his laughter, too. He had to admit-his brother was funny.
Edward snorted at Rosalie’s comment, “Stretches? I don’t think our muscles stretch.”
He swiftly pushed Rosalie off of him, and flipped backward, like a gymnast, and landed neatly on his feet. So he hadn’t lost any of his magic? Edward grinned at Rosalie, thinking, See? I haven’t lost any of my magic. I’m still the Edward with the speed you’re jealous of.
As their conversation drifted to a more serious subject-Bella and Renesmee returning-Edward shifted on his two feet, unsure how to answer. The smile was wiped from his face, leaving no trace of triumph or sarcasm.
“They’re… okay,” Edward responded, his tone unsure. “They seem like they never left. Nothing’s different. I don’t ask them anything, not often, anyway, since I don’t want to provoke the happy mood.”
Rosalie and himself usually didn’t talk about things like this… Carlisle or Esme were the ones talked to be about this particular situation. But, if Rosalie was willing to listen, he’d talk.
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Post by Rosalie.Hale. on Mar 16, 2009 9:27:30 GMT -5
Rosalie listened to her brother speak about his wife and daughter, it had been a trying time for all of the cullens. Bella and Renesmee had just vanished almost out of thin air and just when they started to get worried they showed up again. Just like nothing had ever happened. What made the situation even worse is the fact that neither would speak of where they went or what they did. Rosalie hadnt asked many questions to them, they had already been bombarded by the rest of her family. Not that she and Edward were alone though she wanted a few answeres.
" They really wont tell you anything? I just cant believe they would hide something like that from us."
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Post by jazzy197 on Mar 16, 2009 16:09:42 GMT -5
Edward melted in the silence, the pauses between their dialogue. The silence… comforted him, gave him room to think.
Still, Edward didn’t understand the situation. Why had Bella and Renesmee just disappeared, without telling anyone? And, more importantly, where did they go? Bella refused to say a word, and Renesmee said nothing either. But, then again, he didn’t ask often. He didn’t want to provoke the happy mood, like he’d mentioned to Rosalie. Any word he may say, any phrase… may make Bella mad at him, or avoid him at the most. He was scared of this: scared of saying or asking too much, and him and Bella’s relationship or him and Renesmee’s relationship never being the same.
“Well, I’d understand why they wouldn’t mention anything to everybody else,” he said, frowning and sighing. If their business - or whatever they’d done - was not-that-secretive, then Bella oughta tell Edward. Maybe not the rest of the Cullens, but at least Edward. “But why wouldn’t she mention anything to me? I’m, I’m her husband, and Renesmee’s father,” he murmured weakly, ashamed that Bella didn’t find him trustworthy of this “secret” - or so he thought.
If they hadn’t even told himself, what was Edward left to think? That Bella, nor Renesmee, didn’t trust him, and either didn’t think he’d handle it well or that he’d tell the rest of their family. One thing to wonder about.
But another was: why had Bella particularly taken Renesmee? It must have had something to do with their daughter… But what? That made this “secret” even more difficult to decipher. He could understand if only Bella went, by herself, “taking care of her business,” but she’d taken Renesmee, too.
“I - I just don’t understand,” he said in a small voice. “Why doesn’t she tell me? Me, at the least… I could understand why they wouldn’t mention anything to you, or Emmett, or Alice, or Jasper, or Carlisle, or Esme.” He tried to keep his voice strong, not wanting to seem like a wimp, but talking of Bella or Renesmee was truly his weakness. If literally broke down, into a softer frame-of-mind…
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Post by Rosalie.Hale. on Mar 18, 2009 10:21:56 GMT -5
Rosalie had never heard her brother speak like this. She had never seen this side of him. She watched as he spilled his heart about everything he was thinking. She knew how he felt though, she would be beyond hurt if Emmett held a secret from her. She didnt know what she would do, but it wouldnt be pretty. She couldnt keep it inside like Edward had, she would have to voice it out. She walked towards him and placed her hand gently on his shoulder.
" Edward, maybe they dont have a choice. What if for some strange reason they couldnt tell us? "
She had thinking about this idea from the moment bella and renesmee had returned. They hadn't said one word and the first obvious reason why..to rosalie..of course was: Jacob.
" She was imprinted Edward..what if something happened with the dogs or something was going to happen with them and for some reason..against their will they cant speak of it. You know how strange the dogs are. Maybe they have no choice." |
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Post by jazzy197 on Mar 18, 2009 16:20:00 GMT -5
Rosalie’s suggestion gave him an idea.. But it was quite risky, and if Bella found out, she may be mad… If Rosalie was right, that is. His tone remained the same as he spoke his idea…
“If we ask for a meeting with the wolves - tell them it has something to do with Bella - and they may agree. We if they knew she had suddenly disappeared, and, if they do know something, every one of them will be thinking it in the second we finish the sentence. I’ll read their minds, and hopefully they’ll have the information I - we, want.” he smiled triumphantly, hoping Rosalie would praise his idea. “Just me and you, and maybe Emmett if you want,” he added quickly, before she could come up with any type of response.
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Post by Rosalie.Hale. on Mar 18, 2009 16:35:03 GMT -5
Rosalie listened to Edward's plan. It was perfect she was almost mad at herself for not thinking of it first. The wolves of course would know eachother's thoughts and if even one knew of something then they all would. It was then that Edward's gift came into play. It was too perfect. She smiled at her brother. Who knew that the source of their once heated debates and arguments was now the thing that bonded them.
" Edward! Thats perfect! we might actually get some answers now."
She thought about Emmett. He of course would want her to tell him, but she didnt want him there if things got..interesting. She didnt want to be the reason he got hurt. Sure he could handle himself. Infact he was more sure of himself than rosalie was, but if anything..ANYTHING went wrong she didnt want him there.
" lets just keep it between you and I and of course Alice. I dont see how we'll be able to hide it from her" |
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