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Post by Guest on Thu Apr 12, 2012 8:35 pm

It was always sunny in Philly..or at least that's what the businesses their wanted you to think, in truth it was a rainy miserable place full of crime...and hookers, lots and lots of hookers. No matter where you went or what you did you couldn't avoid there sultry(If appraising) gaze. AS Adryion walked down the street he had the feeling that any one of the nearby night walkers could tell to a cent how much cash he had on him....and that he was convinced was the reason their eyes just passed him by. He wasnt even sure if he should have been insulted by that or not...

After making his way by 4 separate groups of night walkers(or to the common man two city blocks) He found what he was looking for...A bar...Maybe not a nice one but a bar none the less, and honestly one place was as good as another. He walked threw the door ducking slightly as he entered to avoid hitting his head on the low door way and was immediately assaulted by to loud music and the scent of spilled booze. Taking a deep breath he smiled showing his slightly pointed teeth and walked slowly to the main counter his black leather coat framing almost perfectly his bare chiseled...and scared torso. Leaning slightly over the counter he signals the bartender."Scotch on the rocks...best stuff ya got." He places a twenty on the counter and waits for his drink tapping his side absently to the music.

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Post by Emmelin on Thu Apr 12, 2012 9:57 pm

What was she doing here? Val hated bars. They always smelled so disgustingly of sin and was more than likely not hidden on dance floors. Perspiration so thick it could be made to a soup and how it suffocated her. Someone beside her was ignorant to ignore the blatant no smoking sign hanging on the wall behind the bartender. No one hesitated to stop them until Val simply got up and smiled sweetly at the boy. He of course, in a drunken stupor, would be unsuspecting while her lips moved up his neck. Oh how she knew male anatomy so well. Others watching as her hand would glide the length of his and steal the cigarette. Then she pulled away just as her lips would move to meet his. There was an almost kiss that ended with him howling in pain.

"No smoking, asshole."
Valeria whispered in a hiss under her breath. The but fell to the floor and he held his arm simply whaling from the scorched mark now on his arm. Others staring at Valeria in a state of confusion. To fear or to accept the situation? It was a bit stunning to see someone who was so conflicting in their actions.

She was a beauty to behold with a bite venomous to kill. Each of her victims to be killed upon sight. Valeria Diablos: The Devil's disciple. An archangel of the devil. Wings of black behind her in the most metaphoric way. She was queen of the night in her world. Devious and cruel in her own ways and yet a face so sweet and innocent. Too soon the thought was marked away. Her eyes shooting to a man entering her territory. One thing Val could always sniff out was destiny. However the stakes were different for this situation. The Demon woman would narrow her eyes at him appearing. What was this.. thing. It was not human.

He slid to the bar and ordered a drink. How.. predictable. Yet she wanted to doubt the innocence in his ways. Well really there was no innocence in ordering a drink at its core, but the ideal of it was a conflicting one. As her eyes scored him in her head, she decided as usual to play with her food. "You look exotic." She would say rather bluntly with her eyes in a sort of daring gleam.

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Post by Guest on Thu Apr 12, 2012 11:15 pm

Adryion hated and loved places like this...The people so full of life and exuberance on one hand...and the ones that tried to drink there vary souls away...It was invigorating...intriguing, and more then a little sad. When his drink was brought to him he looked at the dingy then up to the bar tender before downing the drink in one gulp."You had better...keep them coming...." His voice trailed off as he heard the yelp and scream of pain, he didn't look just made note of it... and the foot steps he could barley hear coming his way.....He shifted his weight a bit before settling back down, no one here could hurt him....and if they could well...that made it all the more exciting.

T woman stopped by him...but something was off about her...dangerous maybe..he could smell it on the air, he could smell her cold and business like and something else he couldn't place. She smelled like....she was hunting....He locked eyes with her and let a slow predatory smile creep over his face, he would not be hunted, not again. He had seen to much sacrificed to much to let some little girl...little duck play games with him.

"Go away little duck i dont have time for prostitutes and fakes and you smell like both" He turned back to his drinks and shooed her away with one hand. Yes....i dont have time for cute women...because i have so much on my plate right now! damn it im a fool.. He shook his head then and lifted his newly refilled glass to his mouth"Hell i couldn't afford you even if i did have the time...so your welcome i just saved you the trouble."

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Post by Emmelin on Thu Apr 12, 2012 11:46 pm

Cretan.. right. Valeria had forgotten about that third language she had learned. It was a temporary blank as she had to live in Amestris for half a year to avoid fighting with Esparia. She wasn't in hiding anymore. Well she was, but not as majorly. Her eyes looked forward as she gazed at this odd looking man. She was intrigued. She wanted to know more about what made him tick, just like any other game.

Briefly she ran her tongue across her lips. The pink muscle flashed through the curves of her lips. Her black dress as showy as ever. The curve of it concealing her bosoms, but forming to them. The slit in the side showing a bit of the flesh of her thigh and even her hip. The curves of her body simply flattered by the velvet fabric.

He spoke and suddenly Val felt angry. Her eyes narrowed and rage seered from him. Prostitute? A hooker? Oh how mad she felt. She forgot how to breathe for a moment. "Ha. Why would I want your filthy money? Did you know strippers shove money in their panties and people shit on it?" Her voice was calm despite the anger. "I make a simple compliment and get called a whore? Such a rude man." Her mouth soon moved to his ear with a voice like venom. "Learn your place you swine." Indeed he had made Valeria angry with a simple insult.

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Post by Guest on Fri Apr 13, 2012 12:22 am

Swine? SWINE?!?! Did this upstart, wrong smelling freak just call him that? He smiled a little....At least shes got balls... He turned his head back to her, that same toothy grin gracing his scared features. He could feel the monster in him roar for blood...for her blood.. but it also wanted to hunt...and what better pray then a fellow predator."Ohhh...i love it when a lady whispers...sweet sweet nothings into my ear...sadly your not a lady" He sets his glass down and turns fully to Val his massive form towering over her like she was a child."But i can teach you to be one...all you have say is pretty please"

He reaches out and runs a finger gently down the side of her neck that wicked toothy grin getting wider by the second."In fact...im sure youd find my lessons...invigorating to say the least.." He let his eyes wonder over her body then, drinking in every curve...loving the way it fell over her slime figure. It really didn't leave much to the imagination....and he loved it. Modesty was for the weak, and weak people just where not attractive.

It had been a while sense he had indulged in the hunt...it was making him restless, the pent up energy and need for excitement. He had been back in the country for six months now and he barley managed to get threw each day...When he knew there was so much more the world had to offer then just this meaningless garbage he had to live threw...."What do you say?"


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Post by Emmelin on Fri Apr 13, 2012 12:48 am

Valeria would twitch her brow. Now this was going south. Her rage began to build more and the urge to destroy him grew swift and vigorously. Her body moved and soon she had her hand gripping on his wrist. Her eyes narrowed at the behemoth. Anger. The woman wanted to hurt him. Wanted to put him in his place. She wasn't a lady. Her lip curled into a vicious grin as her eyes tore into his soul. "Ha! Lessons?" Her words would flee from her lips with annoyed attack. A glare with a smile set on her target. This victim was one that thought it to be a head of this pack.

Her hand released his as she would turn her head away and close her eyes. "You aren't enough of a man to satisfy me for one second. With such a pathetic existence, I'm surprised you can even talk to me in such a menner However it seems dogs need to learn their place." Her voice would hiss as she turned and let her body guide away. A sort of snootiness about her. She had no interest in this disgusting man now. Instead she wanted to be away from him.

:When you can be a real man, honey. THEN come talk to me. Otherwise you are simply a dog baying at the moon. Love it all you want but you shan't touch it." Of course she was ranting about. Her voice was full of dominance while she looked away and gave a soft laugh. Pathetic man. Her body would lead her outside the bar with a show. She was far above him.

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Post by Guest on Fri Apr 13, 2012 1:46 am

He just smirked at her as she said her piece, he just started into her eyes, loving the hate and rage he saw there.....wanting to smack it out of her eyes for ever second he watched her...wanting show her what it really meant to be a "dog". Ohh the smile on his face as he watched her leave would have sent chills down the spins of demons..He set his drink on the counter and moved out after her..."It must have been fate that such a sweet little duck landed so neatly in my lap..."

He walked back out into the street then looked for the woman who was his pray and saw her not to far away...walking all by her lonesome in this part of town...it was like she was begging him to come after her...It would be a bloody shame to let her down.Ohh how ive missed the hunt...the stalk....and He lets out a soft chuckle and his eyes almost blaze with intensity.

He fallows her at a distance, letting his nose guide him as often as his eyes making sure to stay just out of sight, he would wait tell she was alone...or some other opportunity to present its self. I can almost taste her...so close.... His entire demeanor seemed to change as he sought after this woman...and no one who looked at him dared give him a second glance.

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Post by Emmelin on Fri Apr 13, 2012 1:57 am

Va;'s foot would stop and her head would turn as she sniffed the air. Deceit was in the air and it was mingling with something of malice. She was alone and the wolf had separated her from the pack. Oh a battle was to take place. She could feel him eying her like a predator even from a distance, but she wasn't about to go down without a fight. Her eyes shot daggers as she would grab her scythe and twirl it with ease.

"Fucking mosquito, get lost!" Her voice hissed as she'd duck down and charge him. Native tongue slipping from her. Her eyes narrowed while a low growl vibrated from her lips. Indeed how annoyed she was to lash out at the man. She was in the mood for blood and as her blade swung in towards him, she prayed it would sate her hunger. The violet of her eyes were more of a crimson red instead. That playful hue was gone and in its place was nothing but irrefutable rage. She had nothing but to make this man spray crimson beauty and get away from her. "I have no patience for you." A cold voice of a heartless killer. There was no one in the way, no one to witness this odd visual of a grim reaper in a black dress.

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Post by Guest on Fri Apr 13, 2012 5:00 pm

Ohh she sensed him...how remarkably....exhilarating. It had been to long sense his pray fought back.."Now...where the hell did she pull that scythe from...i could have sworn she didn't have shit on her.." Ohh well the chance of death made it all the more tantalizing to him and with a laugh he widened his stance and stretched out his arms like he was going to hug this demon in a little black dress.

He walked slowly foreword meeting her charge with nothing more then bare skin and thin leather to protect him from the wickedly sharp blade. His eyes met hers as she charged, his green orbs locking with her bloody red eyes...There was something reptilian about him...cold, calculating, and uncaring about his own personal safety."The duckling's got teeth...i like it......" He wanted her to hurt him...he wanted to feel the rush of the blade sinking into his flesh...then to smell the fear of it having no effect on him...."Come and get me if you can..."

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Post by Emmelin on Fri Apr 13, 2012 11:39 pm

Where had she kept the scythe? It always seemed to be a question and yet as she had left the bar, she had grabbed it from its hiding spot. She never traversed far without it. Her heart and soul were tied to a thing so simple and yet so embedded into her very being. A part of her; what made her complete. The shine of it in the pale moonlight would give a red glow of odd color. The way of an almost ominous about it. A blade truly respected by death itself or so it seemed to say. A foreign language was scribbled on the razor as she felt it hit flesh and slice. Blood flew and she would stare upon him. What kind of demon walked straight into a blade. His arms open towards her.

He was unaffected by the slice. The look on his face sinister after he spoke. Ducks having teeth? How absurd. Val's lip would twitch and a laugh graced him. Her eyes closed a moment as she stabbed the blade in the ground and cocked her head at him. A smile wide and asking him if he was stupid upon her face. That condescending sneer as she would pull out, from her bra, a pair of gloves. She always needed her gloves and the relief was surely appreciated from the extra items in a place with no space. As she pulled them on her hands, she would reach and pull out her scythe again. "Stupid boy. Why would I chase something that's not worth my time." Her words a scoff before she turned. Usually that was a mistake, but Val was done with this idiot. It wasn't going to pay enough to kill this man. Instead she began to walk away, dragging her scythe behind her.

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Post by Guest on Sat Apr 14, 2012 6:13 am

He felt the blade bite into his skin...and he couldn't help but compare it to a cold wind blowing down your neck, slick, numbing and some how pleasant...in fact a whole slew of memory's assaulted his mind, being tied down as men cut at his body and other less pleasant experiences. He shook his head as she withdrew her blade, letting the memory's drift back to the back of his mind. Now wasn't the time for such...interesting thoughts, now was a time for action and reaction.

He felt his blood seep out of his wound and he reached down and put his hand over his wound."No no no, you got it all wrong my sweet...you weren't the one doing the chasing...." He lashed out then with his bloody hand aiming for the females weapon arm...and baring that her weapon. How could she think there dance was over before it had even began?

At that moment the breeze picked up and sent a chill down his spine spuring him to even greater speeds..He could smell her clearly now..Anger yes...but nothing he expected...he didn't detect a trace of fear.Ohh that will change.... He knew it would, in the end the weak human creatures always gave in to fear, they begged, they pleaded and they ran and she would be just more of the same. But...he wanted something different...something more...he wanted a thrill that only a challenge could bring....Are you up to the task...are you? Can you stand your ground? He hoped for her sake she could.....

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Post by Emmelin on Sat Apr 14, 2012 9:47 am

A man with bloody hands had reached out to touch her arm. The warm nectar would leave trace on her skin while the grip of his large hands wrapped around that arm of her weapon arm. Her eyes narrowed and she would feel her heart jump for a moment. How dare he touch her. She went to swing her scythe, but the awkward way his hand gripped her made it hard to manage a pole-arm. She looked a bit goofy with her body turning and blade almost as if it'd knock her on her ass. Of course she wasn't doing the chasing. What on earth could she want from this man? He was nothing to her. The curves of her eyes would slit to narrow.

If looks could kill. That drop dead stare on her face with intensity upon him. She was not scared. Val was never scared. Her whole body language showed it. She was simply pissed. The words from her mouth would be quick. "Let. GO." Her voice did not hold the happy trill of usual, but instead the rage and death she wished upon him. Her leg would move to kick at his leg from the distance, then at last moment she would bend and smash with her knee instead. It was nothing but a hindrance to her.

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Post by Guest on Sat Apr 14, 2012 11:25 pm

Ohh how alive he was, right then and there, the sweet ecstasy of pain flooded his torn and bloody body. He let out a low moan. his eyes closing for a brief instant as the woman's knee connected with him..He twisted her arm some using her to hold him up as the mixed waves rode his body."Kick me again...and i may give you a treat" He smiles and licks his teeth before pulling her back into him" In fact..." He puts his mouth to her ear and whispers"I think your in need of a treat...." It was true, she did feel rather bony against him weather that was a fault of positioning or what he didn't know.....


Still no fear scent.... By this point most had fainted, or started to scream...but not this one, she was a fighter, a survivor and there was something commendably about that. He shook his head then not relishing the thought of letting this one die...maybe..she could live after this hunt...It would be a wast to loose such a talented...and interesting person.

He let his free hand grab on to her weapon, trying to force it from her hand. "Now lets throw your cute little toys away...." Once he had her defenseless...or at least at a loss for obvious weapons he would do....what ever he decided to do. He still had time to think it over to decide...And he hated making decisions like this on his own...No direction....


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Post by Emmelin on Sun Apr 15, 2012 12:23 am

Val felt that building urge. the longings of the devil stirring her body. Do unspeakable things to this man.. Do unmentionable things. Burn his body and destroy his flesh. Do to him as you did your brother. Inject him with some unknown syringe. Slice out his eyes and then cut out his tongue. Her mind seemed to demand as her heartless eyes led to nothing but the black hole of a heart to never exist. She was not phased by the man at all. In her eyes he was a cocky hound. A man who thought he knew how life was, but in fact knew nothing of a Hell. Perhaps she would let him taste it. The poison of temptation and the key to her world.

A forever world of burning flames and destructive death that would slowly pull into a deeper Hell. It never ended and instead went into deeper rings, one worse than the next. Make them beg for mercy and then still torture. the only time pity rained on them would be when they were shattered pieces of being unfit for her amusement. That would be no fun. Her eyes reflected a world untouched by others and the gears of her mind made it simply a twisted universe controlled by her. Something that had her controlling the string so her victim's life. They never knew it until it was too late. When their skin began to deteriorate and rot before their own eyes.

A snort a scoff and a laugh. Did this man think he was intimidating? His words were mud on her shoes. They only served to make her spit mentally upon it to wipe it clear from her pathway. His voice on her ear only served to arouse her sadistic mannerisms. "Pathetic boy. You think you can intimidate me? I might be amused if you weren't so foolish." Her tongue flashed across her lips as her eyes stared wildly at him and her aura of aggression rose. Val was not a cat to be trapped. Her mouth soon found his in an aggressive way. That toxin of temptation sinking in while she simply kept it there. Her heart pounded with adrenaline and she would keep herself there until it burnt to not breathe.

The rage in her body was still there as she pulled away while she would move her foot to slam on his foot. "A treat you say? Is it more of your blood? I desire to dine on it tonight and if you have enough, boy. Maybe I can bathe as well." Her hands both gripped her blade and with great force she would swing it only to knock him away as an aim. "Hound as a man. You should join me in a visit to Hell sometime. It might feel good to burn instead of bleed!" A swift movement placed her mask upon her face. The ceramic look of it claiming her body as the night killer that roamed the world. A permanent smile on a white face with a scar of lightning on one side of the round mask. Val would cackle a bit as she suddenly felt an urge for fire. Incinerate him...

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Post by Guest on Sun Apr 15, 2012 7:18 am

Ohh the change this one went through, the taste of her, that kiss so sweet with deadly...deadly passion..He couldn't help it...he kissed her back as savagely as he could manage.Everything was different from one moment to the next. How he loved it...this sudden almost in explicit change!!Fight me!! Challenge me!! And kill me if you can!! Ohh god please give me this.... Ohh he could feel it, the cold comforting call of the grave..."Come then....cut me....bleed me...kill me if you can...." He grinned then a small laugh escaping his to parched throat. He took a step back and eyed her masked face. Why does she hide? Is she scared.....no....Not scared... but what then?

"Why do you hide behind such a pretty mask? you who pretends to be a monster...a devil...don't you dare deny it, i can smell it on you, the filth that your lies create, the numbness that comes from being prayed upon by others...and the satisfaction of having your revenge on them.You must think you some sort of big deal now...having dealt with your tormentors and maybe...just maybe you've felt the joy and thrill of the hunt as well... But theirs something you should know" He grins, his teeth turning to fangs before her vary eyes. "For every one of you that thinks them selves a monster, a demon or a villain there's another who doesn't need that mask you wear so proudly, who doesn't need to pretend to be something other then what they are, your fake my duckling and everyone can see it, the sad fact is only you haven't realized just how fake you truly are.. ...so come dance with me you little Halloween freak...and see how you match up against a true unrepentant monster that you try so hard to emulate.".

What a pitiful creature she truly was...not able to come to terms with what she was, who she was...He knew...knew with out a shadow of a doubt that if she did not come to terms with who she was....she would kill her self, he knew because he had gone through the same experience once upon a time...

"Its time..." He moaned as he hunkered down and tossed his coat to the side."Its time i show you...." He screams then, his skin seeming to come alive and writhe of its own accord"My game face..." Its almost as if his body explodes, and then suddenly standing where he used to be is a creature from the vary depths of the lowest hell there is. A massive creature of green and red hide, a long reptilian neck with a head that no longer comes close to being human. Teeth like daggers, eyes as icy as a deep winters night, and on the center of its chest...a screaming human face that seemed to weep with pain.

IT had been so long sense he had worn this face...so long sense he could feel and experience life as he was truly meant to. He was a monster....But in this world even monsters had there place, the scared children into doing what theirs parents asked, they served as warnings, they inspired the imagination. A monster he was and one he would remain, but at least he had purpose!! At least he was comfortable in his own skin, which ever one that maybe.


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Post by Emmelin on Sun Apr 15, 2012 7:12 pm

Oh there it was. Her aggressive kiss was returned. He almost gave more to her than she gave to him. That bitter sweet taste flowing all through her mind and heart. Lust and desire was the new blood. Oh she was almost tempted to seduce him, if she weren't entirely pissed at that moment. Lucifer.. the night reaper. She was all of those at that time. She almost wanted herself to bleed. The taste of her own blood in the air was a flavor rarely tasted since her last fight. How long had it been? She couldn't remember. A good battle so hard to come across. It was destiny the two would spar at that very moment. His words were a petty nothing to her mind. He thought they would affect her? They were simple attempts in stirring her mentality.

Mental flames aflame, her mind was concentrating. Death! He would experience a death. the twirl of her blade whipped up a wind while she darted forward. That speed of hers was a bit more average than most people. However her hand movements were the ones more impressive. Even as she stepped forward and turned her back with the scythe behind, she would keep it twirled. A pivot of her foot allowed her blade to cut upwards and towards his chest. A movement of momentum. A movement with much strength to its arch.

"You speak too much." She'd laugh as her hands pivot the blade and reversed its twirl, simultaneously twisting the scythe the other way to hook an x formation in the single movement. Her feet were those of a dancer. Light actions upon her tip-toes. She had grace, the slit of her dress making the back flare with each action. How high did it go? She couldn't tell or even care. Why did she hide her face? It set her in the mood better. She was but a demon and this woman knew a face as hers was less than intimidating.

His body morphed by then into some odd chimera creature. Oh chimeras... no wonder she had been deterred by him. A beast in human skin, as she had proclaimed. No matter. "I am a fake? You masquerade around the world in a get-up. If you want to be human so bad, why revert to your beast form if only for a second?" The dance of hers made her retreat a foot before she ducked towards his side and move to sweep her blade at the back of his knee, yet it stayed and went no deeper than the first few layers of skin. Her angle left him with the razor flush to his knee cap. While her neck craned up to him.

Her dainty fingers of her left finger rolled up his side to press him closer to the curves of her petal pink lips. Words formed under her gap while she would tease him. Did she care? Not at all, the score was even as far as she cared. "Perhaps you lure your victims with your pretty colors. Maybe then we aren't so different? A spider is all the same whether it uses its form or its colors. AHAHAHA!" Her teasing would end in a soft cackle of amusement.

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Post by Guest on Sun Apr 15, 2012 8:28 pm

Words where meaningless now, only action mattered. As she twirled and danced toward him he hunkered down, solidifying his stance. He would not be forced to move. Let her expend all her energy..all her strength on fancy moves and gimmicks. It was obvious to him that she had fought in few serious battles against proponent's of any sort of skill...Moves like these where apt to get you killed...But it was still flashy enough to be intimidating.

He held his ground and deflected her blows with swift flicks to the weapons haft just barley throwing it off its course. He would lash out then as she started to recover from her swings, his limbs striking at her knees and legs before he lashed out with his already elongating neck driving her back some so he could finish his fucking tangent.Really...she couldn't let me finish? After i let her run her mouth....WHAT A BITCH! A smile spread across his already grotesque face as he raised his arm to yet again block a remarkably swift, if over televised swipe of her scythe, stopping all but the vary tip of the blade from hitting him.

She moved well it was true, he could admire that...The way her small frame seemed to dance with her weapon, and by extension him. It was an oddly touching site...oddly alluring as well, he could still see his blood on her blade...and he loved it. Her blade bit him yet again...but this time...this time he could barley feel it. He found that he missed the pain she had inflicted, it had made him feel alive and stimulated and this was a sorry substitution.

He laughed then his voice no longer anything close to human."Ohh did my pretty colors lure you little one? Is that why you kissed me....is that why even now you try and toy with me? His tong flicked out then and lightly licked the females cheek. It was an oddly tender gesture, almost a caress. she tastes....happy.... Neatly as happy as he was in fact...it was oddly comforting that she would feel the same way about what they where doing....

It took but a split second to go from a lick to a lunge and bit, his neck moved as swift as a striking cobra, is fangs looking to find purchase in her sweet succulent flesh. He struck once twice three times, and with each attack he clawed her her, swiping each and every way. All he had to do now is wait....soon that kiss that was meant to spell his death would be undoing...he could almost smell his toxins on her even now...He hissed out a laugh and kept advancing..kept trying to force her back against the ally wall.

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Post by Emmelin on Sun Apr 15, 2012 11:28 pm

The battle continued. Swings and dodging but as she found herself close to him, her paranoia came out. Why was this beast still alive? She was battling a chimera and barely had the ability to scathe him. Her eyes were a bit confused as the gentle tickle of a tongue caressed her cheek. How.. confusing. A gentle wash before.. the storm! Just as he went to lunge, her pole would be in the way, well almost. She swung it to knock away the first bite, but not fast enough. The sound of air and then pain. That remarkable pain shot through her body. his mouth had latched into her shoulder. Those fangs making blood splay in the air when they retracted and then assaulted once again.

Pain. oh how it was piercing and burning at the same time.Her breathing was staggered for a second before it became completely struggled. It seemed suddenly her energy was sapping. A grunt and groan fell from her lips and she would stumble backwards. Her other hand with pole still there, gripped the wound, her eyes half closed. Well shit.. poison. She had forgotten completely about that cruel attack. Staggering back, she could feel it kicking in. Each step leaving a trail of crimson droplets. Staining the gray sidewalks with a deep red rich.

She couldn't exactly think of anything to say. An offensive turned defensive. She would feel herself backed into a corner with her strength sapping away. Too soon she would fall to her knees with body hunched. Heavy panting from her lips and her face a bit pale. She could barely move. "Sh.. shit..." She swore as her mask clung to her face and only loudened her angry breaths. Her body was hot and suddenly she felt sick, but she couldn't vomit.

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Post by Guest on Thu Apr 19, 2012 4:32 am

Ohh it had finally happened, she was collapsed, weak and nearly defenseless. Should he play with her some more? taunt her? It was truly tempting to try...To see if he could put the fear of god into her. Mmmm how delightful that would taste. He smacked his lips together and slowly lowered his head..No...he wouldn't finish her like this...She deserved more respect then that...With an almost in audible moan he reverted back to his human form then stood slowly, gingerly.

Hes eyes almost glowed in the dim moons light and he reached down taking the young woman my the hair and drawing her up to him. His eyes met hers, a predators gaze."Ready to give in yet sweetling?" He laughed, a throaty melodic sound that seemed out of place coming from this man.

Struggle...fight....But in the end, your fate is already decided, and so is mine. Soon, she would start to regain feeling, soon she would be fighting again....And as much as he would love that, he knew he couldn't let her leave there alive...it would make his time in the city just to difficult."Any last words before you pass my dear?"


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Post by Emmelin on Fri Apr 20, 2012 1:02 pm

Her hair was pulled, her body jerked up. The adrenaline.. it did wonders to excite the poison away. Feeling began to return and with it, the pain intensified. Oh how painful. her arm seethed, her scalp burned like a fire of pins and needles. A rage of overpowering affliction in the simple moment of regaining touch. Her eyes were closed and her teeth grit. Oh.. please pull more.. She almost moaned from it. The woman, a sick and twisted individual. A silent smile on her lips while he spoke words. Oh how he intimidated her.. not. Val was simply amused.

Weak but she was not brain-dead. As she looked defenseless, she made a swift movement. Her foot caught on her scythe and she would kick it to her hand. "Punishment.. begins now." She cooed, before laughing it all off. A twirl and swing swift as a blink and there it was. A stab. Blood flew, sprayed over her clothes, but the man was not dead... not yet anyways.

Her tongue ran across her lips as she would force it deeper, pulling his body close to hers and her maneuvers would carve at him a bit. "Your guard was down." She whispered upon him. Eyes daring, full of life and challenge. Oh how she craved to see him writhe. She was prepared for any pain she might endure. Blood was simply rain to her. It was something she'd open her mouth to catch in fun. A crimson fire rain that showed her victory. This man was her pet. Or so she'd sewn into her own mind. "Now if you don't want to bleed out... Submit.. With this you are marked. As. Mine!" Her voice was almost a toying way. Her feminine mannerisms purring upon his ear.

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Post by Guest on Sat Apr 21, 2012 7:58 am

He should have seen it coming....The last ditch effort...That final struggle for survival. He had seen them before...when he closed for the kill, But this time...he was to eager and as he saw the smile on the woman's face...he already knew it was to late and the blade sunk into his now vulnerable flesh.

The sweet agony that swept through his body and knocked him from his feet, at last...at last the would die at the hands of a worth opponent who had used his own foils against him, in a twisted way he actually liked the fact he had been...well not out smarted but out played.

He could only smile up at her, his hands grasping at his side as she spoke, submit? She had wounded him yes...he was bleeding yes...but given time he would heal..in fact..he could feel the blood flow slow a little even now. So he laughed at her then then stoped and gasped in pain. Even after that a thin chuckle escaped his lips."I have to say...i find you rather...charming...but not nearly enough to..." He took a deep breath then trying to ignore the pain that filled him."To submit to anything....but hey keep sticking that blade in me and ill surly submit to heaven "

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Post by Emmelin on Sat Apr 21, 2012 11:23 am

Oh how bitter sweet. His hands had to let go as he gripped at the wound, her blade still penetrating his boy. So it seemed he was unphased by a slit in his body. Must have had something to do with that beast part of him. Perhaps he could regenerate? Judging by the already slowed bleeding she assumed so. However there was a way to deal with people who had to fear. With a firm yank that showed no concern for his inner organs, she would pull the scythe out with a sickening 'schlick'. The blood dripping from the ancient relic (well so it looked). Her eyes were cold and yet on fire as she would sigh as if her were a nuisance.

"So.. this is not a lost game yet? Then I shall make a second move."
Her words were playful but her face was stoic. The blood was sprayed once again. Her scythe found place in him from the front. Her feet had moved with precision as she would be in front of+ him. Her graceful little body almost something more than an average person's. It was borderline angelic in some cases. Yet her blade was moving with precision.

Once again into his body it flew and her hands went towards the top. The blade hit something and she grinned. Twisting and pulling, she would then make a swift movement. A circle and a yank. A small hole ensued and in it's place was a flowing of blood. Upon the tip of the scythe would hand a dark purple thing. A shaped item that looked fleshy and weak. She had no words, just a laugh. Her body dropping the scythe as she moved forward and buried herself against his wound. The move of her tongue would run around the wound as she figured it would still heal. "There is no choice. You are mine."

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Post by Guest on Mon Apr 23, 2012 3:41 am

His was a beast, a monster...he cared nothing for the pain his body went through, it would make him stronger in the end...Harder to kill....and if he died from it well, momentary pain was just a minor inconvenience, death was free of pain, of light, of sound, of everything but thought and intention. He would forever float through a void....and he would enjoy the solitude it brought him.

She spoke of games....But this wasn't a game. This was life, this was death, this was what i meant to be alive!! Some may call it a game...but it was the farthest thing from it. Life was not meant to be fun, life was not a happy go lucky affair. It was dark, it was bleak, it took everything from you and then kept on taking. But most of all it was pain...and this child didn't seem to know that. Not yet at least.

His vision swam then...and he saw...he saw nothing.....Perfect blackness...absolute stillness...he saw perfection. Ohh how he longed for it, how he wanted to run and be lost in the numbness that was death. But sadly it wasn't his time, and his vision cleared and the pain....it was numbing all on its own."Yours? No...no im no ones but my own, but ill offer you this, spare my life and i will serve you....i will guard you and protect you..." He laughed then forgetting the pain for a moment."Accept this or kill me, ether way end this quickly duckling."

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Post by Emmelin on Mon Apr 23, 2012 5:53 pm

Oh the sight of blood, the feel of it on her fingers. She would drop her scythe to simply rube her cheek in it. A bit smearing in her hair. Was it so sickening to enjoy this so much? Perhaps her pent up anger and overall darkness was something she had yet to overcome. She was forever drowning in a sea of her own hatred and this.. was the first in a long while she'd actually had human touch. Well.. relatively human. The taste of his blood lingered on her lips and in act she'd nip at it in an almost sensual manner. What was up with her? She couldn't really understand it, though her mind was in such a scuffled state that she was unsure of what to even think.

He spoke words. Though he wouldn't admit it, he was already claimed. The wound would heal, a scar to be left and then.. well then he would still be lacking of a kidney. Her eyes would slowly dull back down as she licked her lips and chuckled. A movement led her swiftly to her feet and she would fix her outfit. A pleased look in her eyes would bring her to laugh softly; amused. The flavor was there.. she loved it all.

"I see. I suppose you can considered yourself employed."
She would wink before fixing her hair. A clearing of her throat and she would swing her blade upwards, A dangling organ there for her taking. She'd pf course out of curiosity.... Yeah.. Afterwards, she would begin walking away, a smug look on her face. "It's a pleasure doing business with you."

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Post by Guest on Tue Apr 24, 2012 4:33 pm

He laid there for an unknown amount of time, the rain slowly washing the blood away from his body and wound....no one came, no one called...no one cared that he might die. He laughed at him self then, why should anyone care? His sister and the rest of his family thought he was dead already...why disappoint them? Why not just float off and make them all right?

Eventually the rain stopped, the blood was washed away, and the pain nearly gone. He sighed then and stood up hos cloths soaked and torn. Yet his body washed clean with almost no trace of the damage that had been done to it."Looks like i get to live...."

Ahh well he was not destined to die that day, so with a shrug he made his slow way home wondering what the hell just happened....."I didn't even get her number...." Well that was more then slightly disappointing but if she wanted him...well she could come find him. If not well...his life would be that much easier.

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