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 Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 1:12 pm
“Don't look so smug Alasdair. After all, The only one in pain right now is you.”Her pride got the better of her, prying her lips; at least for an instant from Luther's wrist. Cosette muttered aloud, her bloodied lips still held at the wound while those clever blue eyes observed Alasdair as he took a seat near the fountain, forging the slightest bit of fatigue. He was a horrible actor.
“I saw the hesitation. You declared victory too soon, so sure of yourself. Maybe next time instead of being gracious with a noisy headache, I'll throw in the compulsion for you to turn that petty little sword on your own throat.” She paused, just along enough for one of those sinister, out of place smiles to touch her delicate face. “Suicide is a delight to watch.”
She already felt better. Able to stand upon her own two feet without assistance, but she deiced to play out the distress a bit longer. She enjoyed the firm hand at her shoulder, The close contact and the overpowering scent of the blood. Her slender fingers tightened just the slightest, refusing to release him even though she was no longer drinking from Luther in a disparate frenzy to replenish herself. As delicate as a kitten, She simply lapped at the blood, so careful not to allow a drop go wasted while the offer was still standing. Cosette wasn't going to relinquish her hold and easily allow him to pull the blood supply away.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 1:14 pm
huntsman449 Prometheus turned back to her. "I-Im sorry...." He looked back at her. "I just get unstable sometimes, probably my senses trying to tell me that they are still there. I may not be a tainted, but I'm sure we can still get along." Prometheus reached up and took off his mask, something he hasn't done in a long time. Amelia looked up to the sky again quickly. "It's best to leave that mask on until I'm in control again. Trances are a hunting technique of mine." She said quietly, her eyes flashed for a moment. "Why do you hunt tainted anyway?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 1:24 pm
Prometheus thought back to the big fight with Sam and Jack. "I hunts anything that gets in my way." he remembered. "There was a werewolf that attacked me and ran into the Sewers. When i tried to kill him, Jack kicked the grenade I threw back at me, so I fought him and then Sam showed up. It's just like a chain reaction; my life...." Prometheus kept the mask off, "What do you mean by trances, are you trying to get in my head???"
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 1:29 pm
Luther winced but let Cosette continue with the feast, knowing that it would be cruel to deprive her of it after how much power she had shown in the fight, and although he would never admit it he liked how close she was too him, he simply dismissed this as part of her spell and grinned. "I may take you up on your offer soon, Alasdair" He said, knowing full well that he was yearning to crush this ignorant fools skull with a flick of his wrist. He closed his eyes and thought of the advances he could make now that the Drug worked, the amount of Power he could give to Cosette and himself. Alasdair would have his army, but Luther would have the approval of the Void itself, and would spread the dark gift across his world, not letting any Human escape his judgement and curse. Without a word he took off his coat and gently put it onto Cosette with his spare hand, he was from England, he was used to the cold, day or night.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 1:39 pm
Alasdair’s violet eyes fell on Cosette after she spoke. He narrowed his eyes and smiled sarcastically. “If you continue this disrespect I will have to get serious next time.” Alasdair replied while he smiled. Both she and Luther must have realized he did not use the void for anything, and they can’t be stupid. Alasdair survived over five hundred years of battles, he could have crushed the inexperienced fighter.
Then Alasdair looked back to Luther and stood up. “Luther…I want the finished product by the end of this week. I want fifty vials of the drug…The finished drug. If I am not pleased you will die.” Alasdair was completely cold now. He was growing tired of Cosette and Luther. As soon as he finished talking he began to walk towards the street.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 2:27 pm
A genuine smile touched her lips as Luther shrugged off his coat and draped it over her shoulders. Such the gentleman, That's why she fancied him so much. The soothing, delicious blood and fancy abilities were just a wonderful plus. She almost said something to him, something that might have been along the lines of a polite little thank you; but it was just too hard for Cosette to be gracious and display favorable manners like a proper lady. Instead, She opted for a little bloody kiss in the middle of his palm. She would have planted another if Alastair hadn't started talking.
Oh, So demanding. If Cosette hadn't been mellowed out by Luther's extravagant blood, her childish tempter would have fumed with the talk of a week deadline and she might have thrown caution to the wind, ignored her weakened state and quite possibly may have attempted a rematch. Which of course, She would have drastically failed; but at least she would have made her point. Alasdair could throw out all the demands he wanted, but when it really came own to basics Cosette and Luther weren't another pair of Alasdair's little pets. They weren't to be controlled and restrained. They alone were the ones on the verge of understanding and decoding something grand an powerful. In the end, all Alasdair would be is a very annoying and arrogant source of funding.
“We should kill him.” Cosette whispered, So soft and intimate that only Luther would hear her honey smooth voice. Except for a violent little twitch, an ache for a messy slaughter, Cosette remained perfectly still in the safety of Luther's presence. “Give him a bad batch. Something with poison. Could you manage to come up with something to deplete his abilities instead of improving them?”
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 2:46 pm
"Sounds like a plan, Princess" He said with a small smile, still watching the slowly shrinking Alasdair, "Not only could I deplete his powers, I could tear him apart from the inside, until all that tight-arsed blood comes gently spilling out" He relished the thought of it, and kissed her on the neck lightly, "Would you care to go back to my New apartment? It's less..." He coughed ironically, "Cosy than the one at the coven. It's located in the City" He knew that she would prefer a warm Apartment than a cold little Plaza in this noisy and crowded city, he had grown to know Cosette quite well over the past weeks. And he remembered them, as opposed to his general leaky memory, he could remember the exact DNA structure of any Sanguinarian Vampire off by heart but he usually struggled with names, appearances, Victims, all of those things.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 3:54 pm
“Yes..” She mumbled, agreeing with a small nod of her blond head. Her iron clad hold upon his wrist had already began to diminish. It was as Luther placed that little kiss at her neck that it really slipped, betraying just the slightest hint that his cool touch held any sort of effect over her. Cosette had released his bloodied wrist, just then deciding she had taken more than enough. That she didn't want to harm Luther further in taking too much, that she was actually concerned for his well being. The talk of his apartment had pulled a smile to her lips, imagining with glee somewhere warm and with much less irritating noises to bother her delicate hearing. A place where Cosette would feel more comfortable.
“I'm beginning to worry that you might be getting to know me too well.” She whispered, humor lighting her tone as she turned in her place so she could easier glance up at him with those brilliant blue eyes. “ I wouldn't want to become too predictable. My charm might begin losing it's effect. And that wouldn't play over so well for me. I enjoy this game. ” As she toyed, Cosette captured his uninjured hand in her swift finger, pulling it to her lips to plant a few promising, convincing little kisses along his knuckles.
“Well then, shall we go then? Use that fancy magic?” A playful grin touched her face just as she abruptly dropped his hand and stepped away, teasing him with the distance.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 4:09 pm
Luther smiled, his eyes flickering up at the sky slightly. It was becoming overcast, he better hurry up. He pulled Cosette towards him gently, and placed his hand on her shoulder. "It's faster if we're near to each other" He explained in a voice that was a rather well hidden interpretation of meek and nervous, but it could only be spotted by the most skilled of Vampires. He closed his eyes, and the ground spun with shadows which contorted into horrifying and disturbing shapes. They quickly subsided, and a small wormhole opened beneath the pair, gently pulling them in, and bringing them into the Apartment within seconds.
-Exit to Apartments-
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 7:01 pm
She didn't follow his gaze for a glance up at the hidden stars, The humid scent of rain lingering in the air was enough to convince Cosette that she wouldn't want to be caught in a downpour that would ruin her perfect, golden curls.
“Is that so? Maybe I wanted to make you work harder.” Cosette laughed as Luther pulled her back, her girlish giggles ringing in the air like a sweet wind chime. Deciding she wasn't fond of his fingers simply at her shoulder, Cosette quickly snatched his hand and held it captive between her own small hands. The shadows directed her then, watching with mute fascination as the shadows shifted into all sorts of different shapes. Oh, She would never grow tired of her new means of travel.
-Exit to Apartments-
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 7:40 pm
huntsman449 Prometheus thought back to the big fight with Sam and Jack. "I hunts anything that gets in my way." he remembered. "There was a werewolf that attacked me and ran into the Sewers. When i tried to kill him, Jack kicked the grenade I threw back at me, so I fought him and then Sam showed up. It's just like a chain reaction; my life...." Prometheus kept the mask off, "What do you mean by trances, are you trying to get in my head???" "No." Amelia said slightly irritated. "I can't do that...wish I could........ It's how a cat catches a mouse. Ultimately the mouse is faster then a cat because of it's size and it can fit into more places. The cat gets into a position where the mouse looks into it's eyes and is paralyzed...with fear I suppose..."
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 7:45 pm
Prometheus took a deep breath and let it out. "Sorry, I understand." Prometheus was starting to piece it all together. "So what do you mean by trances?" He looked off the edge of the rooftop, letting the wind flow through him.
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Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 9:06 pm
"I can paralyze you into a trance like state. Like a dream where you can't run fast enough but your legs won't move. It's almost like I enter your mind." She watched a shooting star drag past.
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 10:04 am
Sam grunts at the poke in the side and grins at her revealing his fangs. "I'm Sam. Who are you?" he asks.
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