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Post by Braeden ]] on May 18, 2008 20:58:52 GMT -5
xxx Braeden Gavyn Jovani-Easton
I was astonished at how she didn’t squirm, she didn’t even move. She simply stayed standing while one hands gripped her arm the other laying upon the nape of her upper shoulder. What an odd little lady. As she began to speak most of my attention returned to her, my handclasp remaining tight upon her by chance she did attempt to escape, however all attempts would be feeble and profitless. Her response, though not as inarticulate as I expected still vexed me. Not frightened huh? “It’s not death that should frighten you, it’s the assassin.” Baritones purred virulently, ribbon running along my fangs menacingly. A supine, drawn out hiss escaped my gullet as my cerebrum leaned in a bit, my lips placing themselves delicately upon the flesh of her throat. Nostrils flared as I inhaled deeply, her aroma was taunting and I found it rather difficult to keep from biting her. Oh no, I wouldn’t do such a thing just yet. Hypothermic lips remained pressed against her flesh for another second or so before I pulled away, chasms studying her exposition for any sign of reaction. I was almost positive she thought I was about to bite her. Though she also seemed to have the thought that I was going to turn her into a vampire as well, seems her thoughts would be a little off all evening.
Acute wardrums caught footsteps behind me, almost silent, in fact they probably were to bipedal ears. The vampiress I guessed, and my assumption was right on the dot. Soon enough the maiden had made her way behind the mortal, her nails gripping my supper’s back. I wasn’t exactly comfortable with how contented she seemed around me. I had just met her but already so much had happened between us. Chasms averted their gaze from the mortal to the lady vampire, a brow slowly rising off my good-looking semblance, a low, almost cautioning growl rattling my chords. It was far from harsh, however it could possibly be construed as rude. I’d never been one to share my meals, and so far the vampire’s intentions with my meal were unknown. Concentration was forced upon the human as she spoke, quietly and under her breath. Before I even had the chance to respond the vampiress did so, scrutiny flashed upward to eye her almost curiously before looking back to the other. I noticed her grip upon the lass’s back tightening though I paid no mind. “It would not be wise right now for you to tell me what to do.” Accentuated lyrics clamored, my voice raised past the necessary point.
The hand that was resting in-between her shoulder and neck went all the way up her nape, tightening roughly. I lifted her from the ground by her throat, however she only hovered off the soil at barely half a foot above. “Dare you test me? Hmm… mortal.” Snarling lyrics bellowed through pursed lappets as I set her sternly upon her feet once more. The grip on her neck was loosened though remained placed in exactly the same way. Suddenly there was movements again, the alien female was now wandering over to us. Bore turned toward her, my grip remaining firm on Izobiel. I wasn’t exactly sure what she was doing though it soon became clear. Within the span of a few moments she stopped at my side, pressing herself against me and kissing me. Immediately I recoiled, ligaments backing my carcass up about a foot or so, dragging the anthropocentric with me. An abhorrent expression soon crossed my facials, who the hell did she think she was? “Usted no me toca sin permiso otra vez, ni yo mataré tú.¿Comprendió?” Snarling words spat, fangs bore as I scowled at her. I rejected acts of compassion such as that, I loathed others being close to me, with the exceptions of my meals, and I hated others doing things without my permission when it involved me. Not a smart move on her part.
Before I had the chance to do anything further the inexplicable female blood sucker went after her, grabbing the extraterrestrials arm and seemingly yelling at her. Amused smirk began to cross my lappets, tugging the creases of them before fully dispersing. A low, guttural growl was released after the vampiress spoke, as though adding to the dramatic affect. I couldn’t completely understand why the harlot acted in such a way. Jealous much? Small chuckle rose and released from my larynx, all attention focusing upon the lass as I attempted to study her facials expression. It was clear she was vexed though I wasn’t able to entirely read her indication. Shrugging my shoulders casually I allowed my gaze to remain upon her until she started strolling back, placing herself beneath a shaded tree not to far from myself. Waiting until I finished? Why was that? Zenith shook lightly from side to side before I looked back to the humanistic, ogling intensely gaping at her. “I can not resist you any longer, Izobiel.” Modulated vocals purred irresistibly, smooth labrums lowering to the ladies neck once more. This time my fangs were extended, puncturing the flesh as I bite down harshly. I felt her crimson seep into my mouth and I willingly took it in.
The hand resting on her arm compressed, clipped nails digging within her tissue as I drank the vital fluid within her body. I knew there wasn’t much left, she would soon be close to death. I was debating whether or not to completely drain her of serous, to just take her life and steal it away from her for my own pleasures. Or should I bring her close to death and leave her be, let her physique lie weakly upon the floor. Chances are if I did that though another creature would get to her. Perhaps I should make her my first transformation? No, she was not worth my time. She was nothing but another pathetic mortal, who was to say she had what it took to become a vampire anyway? I gave in, sucking in each last bit of blood that I could. I felt her body become unstable, forcing me to hold her up more and more. Soon enough there was nothing left for me to remove. I pulled away, releasing my grip and watching as her drained willowy fell wretchedly to the topsoil. Blood dripped from the corner of my mouth, labrums momentarily stained crimson. Carcass remained frozen where I stood though I turned my cerebrum to the left, eyeing the other vampire, surely the scene before her was striking her own hunger. I would never be able to sit so still without breaking in or leaving to find my own meal. Though I said nothing, just simply stared at her. I can not recall how long I had though I eventually turned upon my heels and began meandering toward my homestead without saying a further word.
xxx Bring them home in body bags [1174 words]
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[“You do not touch me without permission ever again. Understand?"]
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Post by siren on May 18, 2008 21:20:45 GMT -5
At this point Siren was kringing to fight off such a thirst from watching the vampire finish his tasty meal. At the same time, disgust. Yes, pure disgust. At the site of this? No, herself. She felt pathetic, she hadn't ever defended another, nor become territorial over a male for that matter. A rustle in the branches above her head, a squirrel. Not exactly what she had in mind, but enough to get her thirst shrugged off. She leaped on a close branch and stretched her arm gracefully yet quickly and snatched the squirrel. Her strong hands squeezed tightly around its neck. Snap. She smirked as his fragile neck catered him as a morsel. She sunk her ivory fangs in and took in the crimson. It didn't take long before the small rodent was drained. Certainly not a meal, but satisfying enough.She jumped down and planted herself next to the male like lightning. Orbs eyed his muscular arms, and perfectly chiseled cheek bones. Her pupils lost their diamond shape, back to onyx spheres. "Perhaps some company could do you well on your way home? If that is where you're vanishing to.." She said, not laying a finger on him. Stupid alien should have watched her step. This male was like none she had witnessed. It was hard for her to read him, but touching was not something he enjoyed. Conversation eather, but she took a whack at it. Rejection wasn't that bad, she knows how to make it on her own. A cool breeze swept past her, her long blonde tresses followed the wind before bouncing back upon her shoulders and chest. It was a refreshing feeling, something she needed. Her adrenaline no longer raged, she was calm. But like always, ready to protect herself. Siren had no clue of even the vamps name, let alone if he'd turn on her.
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Post by Braeden ]] on May 18, 2008 21:45:37 GMT -5
xxx Braeden Gavyn Jovani-Easton
Before I had started leaving I watched the vampiress drain the blood of a small creature, my nose wrinkling in disgust. I had only but once fed off an animal and might I add it was the most abominable thing ever. I could see how her hunger was built up enough to think about it, though to follow through with it? Hell, I would have rather gone out and fetched a mortal for her to snag a bite on rather than witness that. She soon finished her meal, tossing the consumed carcass aside as she leapt from the tree, landing right aside me. She hadn’t touched me, though she was rather close, a bit too close for comfort. I heard the enchanting lyrics of the unknown female flood my eavesdroppers. Ahh, so that is why she had waited while I had my meal, she wanted to tag along with me to my home. She was quite the peculiar lass now wasn’t she? First she protects me, then she gets jealous over the other maiden kissing me, and now she wants to start a conversation? Why the sudden interest? I couldn’t recall doing anything to attract her. Oh wait… lids tediously closed over my chasms, tightly drawing together as I inhaled deeply. I had in return protected her; perhaps I had given her the wrong idea. Opening my eyes I turned my pallet to look at her, chasms glancing within her own. “I don’t need any company.” Blunt baritones hissed ethereally as I began moving forward, my lower ligaments carrying my carcass past human speed. Arms were crossed before my chest, pupils dilated as they scanned the encompassment. As much as I wanted to push away the thought I couldn’t help but wonder if she was following.
xxx Bring them home in body bags [301 words]
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Post by siren on May 18, 2008 21:56:33 GMT -5
Siren stopped for a second, then sense kicked in. She wasn't the kind to give up, stubborn little thing she is. This male was stubborn himself. He just wasn't budging to talk. She decided to take real charge. Before any more thoughts could process, she was infront of the vampire. Her eyes locked onto his and she crossed her arms as well. This was to show him she really won't give up. She wasn't in any interest but to simply know the fellow at this point. She reached into her pocket and popped in a mint into her mouth. Oricles still would not let go of focus on the one before her. It was odd why such a handsome vampire was a loner. She cocked her head a bit, and raised an eyebrow, as if she had been waiting for an answer for hours. She couldn't help but be impatient, she was just a mean bitch. Something she couldn't deny. Thoughts floated in and out of her cranium. Why had she acted in such a way before? It was degrading, and she wished to get past it. You know, start a'new. This strange vampire was isolating himself from all, including Siren. Atleast give the damn girl your name or something.
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Post by Braeden ]] on May 18, 2008 22:34:39 GMT -5
xxx Braeden Gavyn Jovani-Easton
The zephyr in which I created through my own movements varnished against my flesh, lower ligaments tediously gaining speed. I wasn’t pushing for it however; I just hated moving at mortal rapidity. They were so unhurried, so slothful; it was degrading. Which is why I usually moved at an accelerated pace. Why waste such talents if you had them hmm? I hadn’t gotten the ability to go too far though before I was cut off by the sudden blocking of the vampiress that I had just left but four seconds ago. Locomotion came to an abrupt halt before her, scrutiny running up and down her attractive physique. Brow rose lightly upon my admirable facials, my cerebrum tilting to the side as an inquiring expression overcame my semblance. She too had her arms crossed over her chest, standing before me as though she were expecting something. “What?” Snarling lyrics responded, my brow remaining risen upon my features. “Want a kiss too?” Cackling words were mused sardonicly, a malicious sneer crossing my labrums as I took a step toward the effeminate. I felt almost sinister for the rude side of myself that was I evidently showing her, though I pushed all thoughts of it away. Since when had being diabolical bothered me? Thoughts racked my brain, I knew that I couldn’t hang out with her. Too much had already happened. I had known her for not even a second before I pulled her from what could have been a brutal combat scene, what the hell would happen if I spent longer then that with her? “What do you want? Because so far it seems you want my company more then you were hoping I was desiring yours.” My lyrics were slightly less uncivil though astill austere, my brow slowly descending back into it’s regular positioning upon my semblance. I didn’t want to hurt her, but if I had too to keep her from getting close to me… I would.
xxx Bring them home in body bags [332 words]
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Post by siren on May 19, 2008 17:54:42 GMT -5
Siren's eyebrows furled into a strain. They wrinkled in the middle of her forehead, frustration now boiled within 'er. His words twisted within her eardrum, impulse directed out; a growl. The vampire's words were like poison but she could give a dose of her own. "I don't expect you to want my company. And the offers no longer available. It's a statement. I'm your company now. Don't try to argue with me. Just leave it at that." A sneer then crawled upon her satin, rose colored lips. This was weird for her, when did she want such attention from a specific individual? She didn't want to be cruel, or sarcastic for that matter. She wanted to coversate, a first for her. These thoughts, she wished they would leave her alone. Nostrils flared, letting a big grasp of oxygen enter her, followed by a heavy sigh. She filtered out some of her attitude, atleast tried to. "Look, plain and simple, I won't leave you alone until you agree; I'm coming with you." Did she really just lower the tone of coldness for this male? A male she still had yet to know his name. It was odd. This vampire could physically move her, but that would only cause more trouble for him. She'll put up a fight until things went as she desired for. Her mind was set.
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Post by Braeden ]] on May 19, 2008 20:52:11 GMT -5
xxx Braeden Gavyn Jovani-Easton
Lack of fulfillment and frustration was clearly noted on the female’s beautiful semblance, and as much as I wanted to be irate with her I couldn’t help but to be slightly amused. She was trying so hard. I heard a plebeian, malignant growl rattle her chords; oh yes, very vexed was she. Alas unlike what I expected her to do she didn’t give up. Utterance was executed once more. She was a stubborn one now wasn’t she. Her words were brusque, resolute, and I could tell there was no changing her mind. However as much as I knew that, I also knew that if I really wanted to I could get rid of her. If I honestly and truly, with every fiber of my being wanted her gone or to leave me alone it would happen. However as much as I didn’t want to admit it this was not the case. I could also tell that she seemed disconcerted, like she couldn’t really comprehend everything going on right now. It was almost, though I’m not sure, as if she were in the exact same boat as me. As if she didn’t want to be with me, wished we hadn’t met, though deep inside couldn’t help herself. I must admit she was being more forward about it then I was though, she was listening to her gut feeling while I was trying to run from it. Speaking again, her words just as firm as before she added her last statement, evidently her mind was set on coming home with me.
Lower ligaments carried my willowy the final distance between us. Ceasing my movements right before her I leaned in slightly, my sinew chest pressing against hers. “Tú arrepentirá esto, y tú consiga herida.” Resolutely accented vocals whispered below my breath, my cool exhalation brushing against her flesh. Suddenly in one swift movement I picked up the vampiress. One hand gently placed itself behind her spinal, the other holding the bend of her knees. Cradling her gently though tightly like a baby across my chest my frame lunged forward. Lower appendages once more continued their locomotion head toward my house. “I don’t know how fast you are and I won’t waste any more time getting home.” Hissing baritones mused, though carefully hidden beneath them as a light hint of playfulness; she would only notice if she had been listening very closely.
xxx Bring them home in body bags [411 words]
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[“You will regret this, and you will get hurt."]
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Post by siren on May 19, 2008 21:19:45 GMT -5
Siren couldn't help but hold back a battling smile. She controlled it, but a smirk was easily shown. She was lifted like she was floating with the wind. It was something she hadn't experienced often. Scratch that thought, she never has. She wasn't completely uncomfortable but it wasn't a natural thing of her to let her life be in another hands. This time, literally. The pace was like lightning, such a masculine vampire. The feeling that was surfacing of her was awkward. She hadn't a clue what to call it. Perhaps just an interest in getting to know the vampire? No. Something slightly more. It was an urge to want to know him. Her voice box vibrated, soothing vocals played a tune to the male. "Tómeme dondequiera usted desea.." She gave a sneer and kept a hold on his cestpools. They were mysterious, as were hers. As of this point it was hard to proccess what was going on and what lied ahead. All she could do was watch herself and this stranger. He wasn't exactly welcoming, but it was that trait that kept her yearning to not give up. He was a mystery, something she could not get away from and resist. It shouldn't be long before they arrived to his domain. Afterall, his speed was phenomenal. Heck aren't all vampires phenomenal? Well atleast she decided she was.
[OOC: maybe you should continue from this thread but under your apartment's thread?]]
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Post by Braeden ]] on May 20, 2008 8:52:29 GMT -5
Replied in his apartment. =D |
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Post by wowposter on Sept 3, 2008 3:19:18 GMT -5
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Post by wowposter on Sept 5, 2008 16:39:46 GMT -5
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