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 Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 9:40 am
**His voice made her insides turn to lava with need. A spell, yes some kinda of spell...She told herself, snapping back to the task at hand. Slowly she stepped into view, narrowing her eyes and holding her sword at hand.**
Riska: Lies...All lies, you are trying to lure me with magic. Drawing me into your web of deciet so that I become your puppet. No, vampire...I will not come so willingly. And even if you were him, I have more right to hate you then anyone....If you were the one I clung to, then you left me to rot in hell when you could have come and saved me....Nights I called out to you and nothing...No more...I will kill you...
**Riska hissed angrily, fighting back her own emotions. Asking herself why didn't he come when she needed him the most....Why did he answer her call. Hurt and wounded slowly stepped over torwards the waters edge and stepped in slightly just enough to come up a little over the toes of her boots.**
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 12:50 pm
Dominic stared into her eyes, his gaze drifting over her body and then back. "No, not all lies. I have no magic to use on you. I am the one who has spoken to you my little one. I have hunted for you for nearly a hundred years, it was not til now you have spoken back to me. Without knowing who you were I could not find you." He strode out from the depths of the water. "Little one...do not get yourself wet. I shall come to you." he said gently his eyes focused on nothing but her.
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 6:53 pm
***Quickly she brought the sword up in an agressive position. She eyes could not help but look down and noticed his manhood and she felt what little color she had rise to the time. Quickly she looked up, shaking off her slight craving.**
Riska: Stay back vampire.....
**What was it about him she was finding so damn difficult to rid the world of...Gripping the handle to her katanna tightly, she narrowed her eyes.**
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 7:06 pm
Dominic stopped looking at her, appearently not embarrased in the least about his nakedness as his eyes till were fixed on her. "I am no vampire my little one." he said softly his silver eyes shining along with the moonlight.
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 7:54 pm
Riska: You are bewitching me.....You endless nights of murdering children, women, and men are over vampire....But I can not bring myself to do so with you naked.....Get dressed.
**She ordered as she carefully backed up allowing him the space to get to his clothes.**
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 8:04 pm
Dominic looked at her, "Murder?" he said with his brow raised "I have only killed the undead for centuries." he looked down at himself "Does it discust you to see me in such a way?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 8:11 pm
Riska: No not....I mean yes, very much so....And you are undead just like I am. I was robbed of my freedom, of my life by people like you. Now I am going to exterminate all of the vampires from this world before I take my own life....Once I know I am the last.....
**Riska stumbled, trying not to blush anymore if it was possible in her exceedingly weak condition.**
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 8:17 pm
Dominic saw right through her, she had not feed in days and it would soon kill her. "I hope you realize I am not the undead. I was the one to help you the best I could without you speaking to me." he said taking a step toward her.
In one motion he was behind her his arms wrapped gently around her waist as his hands held hers onto the sword. "I will not harm you little one." he said his mouth lightly to her ear.
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 8:22 pm
**Gasping, as her breath is caught in her throat her body seemed to become pliant. Digusted that her body would betray her she struggled to break free of his grasp yet at the same time not wanting to.**
Riska: You are too...No human could just do what you did. Now let me go...
*She demanded in irritation.*
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 8:44 pm
Dominic held on to her, his body pressed against hers tightly as his breath stirred tendrels of her hair as he spoke. "My beloved little one. I never said I was human, just not a vampire. I am carpathian." he said softly although his body reacted to her.
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 9:13 pm
Riska: I am not your beloved, I don't even really know you....You move, and bewitch like a vampire. And when I reach out I can sense it....Now what...Oh...
**She felt something as he pressed against her.**
Riska: Hey.....Stop poking me with that...
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 9:19 pm
Dominic chuckled softly, his voice like velvet caressing her skin,
"You are my beloved...it is that you do not know it fully. You really are having a hard time to kill me and think, if i was a vampire would i not have killed your or tortured you. The undead thrive on others pain, I do not want to cause you pain. As for the poking...I cannot help what you do to my body, I can keep myself from doing anything about it however."
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 9:24 pm
*With her strength waning fast, she was no longer able to support the sword and her arms gave in...Relinquishing the sword to him. Turning her head to look back at him, she narrowed her eyes.*
Riska: You could be playing a trick. How do I know what you say is true?
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 9:28 pm
Dominic took her sword and resheated it for her as she relinquished it to him. He held her in his arms protectively, "I would not play a trick on you beloved...but you do need to feed. I will find a way to show you what I say is true...I shall open my mind to you."
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 9:35 pm
**Riska knew he could have killed her right then and there. She knew she was weaker then a new born pup at this point, but she would not succomb to the thrist. It amazed her how gentle he seemed, but why did he keep calling her beloved.**
Riska: I am not your beloved...I don't even know your name. We have not gone out. And I don't believe in love at first sight...But find...Let me see just what you have in store. No altering or I will know....And as for feeding...Forget it. I will not give in to that side of me.
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