The Youngest Granny's posts

@Anarchist Beauty: Yeah, I still really like it. No need to change it.

Figured I should get back on here and try to be somewhat active.
Oh and here's this.

@Anarchist Beauty: Hey lady.

Saul couldn't help but chuckle lightly at the woman's reply, his eyes following her movements closely. He'd missed having someone that called him out on his actions. He'd missed having a strong bold woman to contend with. He had a feeling as though Aria would keep him on his toes.

"A woman is always armed, though usually it's with her wit," Saul replied with a grin and let his gaze take in her full form. It was quite pleasing to look at a woman that wasn't ashamed of her body. After nearly a decade stuck in the Elizabethian era, her style of clothing was far more revealing than anything he'd seen in a long time.

"I don't normally no, I was going for the shock factor so he'd stop panicking."

Saul wasn't all that surprised by the man's yelling at him once he'd gotten his mind wrapped around what had happened. He fought the urge to laugh at the man's words, gods..this one was rather uptight. "I could have slapped you, but I'm more a lover than a fighter. So we have that in common. Well..that's not to say I don't fight. If I was attacked, or one of you threatened, I would defend you. I do have a question though..what year did you live in? Are you a Puritan or a quaker by chance?" He asked curiously.

Saul couldn't help but shake his head at the question about them havnig a proper education. "I Can't say that I was educated in any proper sense. Everything I know I learned from experience. Like how being overdressed in such high heat will make you overheat and pass out," He added pointedly as he watched the man wipe at his face. "Heat stroke can cause a lot of problems if you're not careful. We can't just sit out under these trees, we should probably make a plan of action. Figure out what to do next. What do you think Aria?"

@vengeance: hey there. I have been okay. Somewhat. I lost my mom to cancer a little more than a month ago. We had a memorial service for her yesterday.

And waiting to see if I get contacted about doing jury duty or not.

Looks like this hangout could use more people.

Saul was starting to sweat rather profusely from the overbearing heat and glanced up. He did a double-take at the sight of three suns. "Sacre bleu, one sun's demon heatwaves are enough." He muttered and wiped the sweat off of his brow.

"Who's to say I am not in hell now," He murmured shooting a look around at the oddly colored bodies, and the strange-looking people. Some of them had strange appendages or multiple eyes. Wait..that one had eyes on stalks. He couldn't help but shudder at the otherworldly strangeness around him. It was more than likely he was going to be stuck here for a while..and so far he was the only one that looked out of place in the hodgepodge world.

Saul's ears perked up at the sound of a feminine voice speaking English and he started looking around for the source. It took him a few seconds before he zeroed in on the woman and man standing under the shade of some trees just outside of the marketplace. It seemed strange that there would be two humans amidst the population of alien beings...unless they too were travelers.

Saul had encountered one other traveler before..but that had been ages ago. He reached up to undo the collar of his shirt as he approached the exquisite red head and the striking male specimen. Though they were still quite a distance from him, he could easily pick up on their words.

He couldn't help but shoot a grin at the woman when he noticed she was watching him. She looked far more comfortable in the loose fitting pants and top she was wearing. Though..the guy looked like he was going to pass out at any moment with all the layers he was wearing.

When Saul heard the other male's panicking tone he realized that this must be the man's first time as a traveler. He let out a sigh. It seemed like the best course of action would be to distract or shock the man out of his panicked state. The poor man would more than likely be worse off if Saul let him coontinue to suffer from his anxiety.

"Relax mate, ye don't need to freak out. It just takes a bit to get used to," Saul assured the man as he came to a stop in front of the man and grabbed the other's jacket collar and pulled him closer so they were face to face. "Ye are not asleep, and I shall prove it,"

Before the man could fight him off or object, Saul leaned in and kissed the man deeply on the lips. He hadn't really needed to be so forceful, but Saul wasn't the type to take things slow. He had imagined the man's lips would taste amazing and he was right. He let out a soft moan as he pulled away and released the other's shirt as he moved back and turned to look at the woman curiously.

"I'm Saul. What's your name beautiful?" He asked with a charming smile. Though he had heard her say it, he wasn't the type to just give away that he was more than human to strangers. He knew better than that. Most had trouble wrapping their minds around it..and he wasn't sure if he could trust either of these two just yet.

@Vontell: WHy thank you! It's kind of an inside joke with my friends. lol.

The man's eyes glittered slightly, as he focused them on the unsuspecting socialite blonde that was merrily chattering away on his arm. He was more than ready to stop her babbling chatter after having endured it for the past several hours. What was it with women that could prattle about everything and nothing at the same time?

The french vampire pirate was not the most patient, even though he'd lived far longer than most..even after the phenomenon of uncontrolled time travel had begun. He'd been fortunate enough to have an ear for different languages and to usually be able to pick them up within a few days of being dropped in each new place.

He glanced around the garden where he had taken the young debutant to walk. The young woman's chaperone had paused to speak with another man, her face flushing slightly as she was engaged in conversation. He couldn't help but smirk. Finally! The older woman was distracted and he could make his move!

It didn't take much convincing on his part to get the young blonde to follow him to a more private area in the garden, out of sight from anyone else.
Saul clasped his hands around the woman's waist a bit more as he moved to press her up against the brick wall out of sight of her chaperone. He whispered in his charming french accent how he desired her and wanted her, making the woman blush profusely. Saul traced kisses down her neck, very much enjoying the soft moans and the steadily rising heartbeat. Saul licked over her neck and let his fangs drop as he moved in closer to her.

He barely scraped his teeth over her carotid artery and her fine porcelain skin when he felt the telltale numbness starting to sweep over him. Holding back his curses, Saul sank his teeth into her neck and swallowed down a mouthful of blood. He managed to lick over the small holes in her neck, the saliva making them close up after a few seconds. "Adieu mademoiselle, I must go," He murmured and used his glammer ability to wipe her thoughts before disappearing out of sight, using his quick speed to retreat from the very public garden.

He shuddered as his body was wracked by the unseen forces that propelled him from one plane to the next. The pain was far more excruciating than anything he'd ever gone through in his short life as a human, as the fabric of time around him shifted and folded around him. The sensation of falling, drowning and being split apart hit him all at once, causing him to black out momentarily.

Saul came to, cursing in the middle of a dusty, noisy marketplace. He stood up and wiped the dirt off his once pristine shirt and scowled. The voices around him were unfamiliar and strange, far different than any language he'd ever heard before. He glanced around, frowning even more when he realized that this plane was unlike any he'd encountered..and almost alien.

Cursing in French, he made his way through the market, swaggering proudly like the pirate he was. His eyebrows rose as he took in the strange clothes, wares and foods that were being sold. Just where the hell had he ended up?

I was kind of lurking the other day.

@skettiyeti: that would be great. I just need to remember to get on here more often.

Looks like you need more active people in here.
I have church starting soon or I would stick around.

Oh boy! A page prize!

@octology: That is true. lol. I would need like a billion volts though.
I have LOADS of ocs. Like over 500 now.

@octology: :3 I have so many OCS to pick from, it would take me a while to decide. lol.