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 Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 4:09 pm
“My compassion? Oh, please. Where was your compassion Luther when you abandoned me in this horrendous city? “ She replied in a snide tone that ran just as cold as the perfectly manicured fingers that pressed dangerously against the flesh of his lovely white throat. Cosette experience a terrible wave of compulsion at that very sight, a savage urge to abandoned her pristine control and tear into his flesh. Luther would certainly deserve such a death sentence, and after all; the only true loss in the end would be the inevitable stains in her crisp white blouse. So very close to him, she was reminded of his scent and of that blood she'd once proclaimed was some of the very best despite just how tainted it most likely was. As Cosette leaned closer, inhaling and liking those rosy lips, the hunger insisting it would be the perfect revenge.
But then, Luther's voice slowly reined her back to reality and snatched her fragile focus. It wouldn't be any fun to kill Luther now, not quickly anyways. For however long, He had returned. And that meant she had plenty of time to come up with some twisted scheme to extract her petty revenge. He couldn't honestly simply expect her to forgive and forget, could he? Cosette heaved a dramatic sigh in disappointment, backing off just the slightest while listening as Luther ran of his mouth in an attempt to bait her into releasing him.
“Isn't this rather similar to the load of words you handed me the previous time? Something like, “Oh, Cosette dear, how about you fetch me a few vampires. Then, I'll work my skills and make you a brand new and fancy Cosette!” She mocked him in a octave a bit too high for any male impersonation and paused allowing it to sink in before she continued in that same taunting tone. “ Oh, but wait! Then I'll leave you as soon as I start to figure things out so after all the trouble you cause because of me, You'll have no way to defend yourself. “
“So tell me Luther,” She paused, her tone one again slipping back the sweet and smooth melody of her voice. “What is so grand about this plan that I should care to aid you? Why shouldn't I simply murder you right here?” She leaned close and licked just below his ear.It lacked the earlier heat of her still present hunger, meant as nothing more than a threatening little tease.
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 4:35 pm
“Compassion? Cosette, I have far too much for a silly game like compassion. I have drive, initiative! I expected a lady as talented and charming as you to flourish on your own, your talents are what even got me off the ground!” He stopped to let this far from subtle attempt at flattery sink in and continued “And, Princess, if you kill me today then you will NEVER get the power you so desperately lust after. I am your only hope for it, without me you are alone, an easy target for any two-bit hunter. Let us not forget that my protection and breakthroughs were the sole reason you allied with me in the first place. Don’t let this human FILTH try and sway you on that fact Cosette, I am your one hope for a better life in this run-down cesspit” He could feel her coming in for a whiff of his delicious red liquor, and a grin momentarily crossed his lips as he thought about her near addiction to the nectar that so freely ran through his body.
Luther’s face darkened as her pissy little impression grated on his mind, he bit his bottom lip softly as he tried to reign in his wrath, and failed slightly. “I’m growing tired of your doubts and your games, Cosette, true this scheme sounds similar to the previous, but this is much more broad” He inhaled slightly, and then continued “I have been talking to you and I’s maker, the malign being that flows through your veins, resides in your head. The Void. I have struck up a deal with this entity, it will give me the key to Vampiric evolution, all I need to spark its end of the deal is a sacrifice. While I would RELISH making a sacrifice out of the stain that is humanity, unfortunately it was more specific. We need the combined blood of one hundred supernatural entities, be it Vampire, Werewolf or Demon. Once we have it, we get the key, and I can mass-produce it. We’ll elevate ourselves onto the level of DARK GODS, you will have the ultimate powers of the UNIVERSE AT YOUR FINGERTIPS, and all I need is your help to gather these sacrifices. We can go about THIS in a much swifter manner, but our problem lies in the fact that I as a single vampire would be easily detectable. YOU, however, would be the perfect partner in crime. We could roam the city, stalking its depths, finding every single of those lucky few who shall die before our reign of magnificence will begin!”
He stood in silence for several seconds after his speech, unsure whether she would even be listen to him. He growled, his upper lip curling up, and threw all of his weight towards a shadow. His body was instantly transported behind Cosette, brushing imaginary dust from the sleeve of his coat. “I need you to remember something Cosette” He said, his eyes concealed by his Top Hat, his mouth cold, his voice the lullaby of a madman. “I am far, far more powerful than you. I could end your life in an instant, the last non-existent breath escaping from your lips as your blood, which I imagine tastes so so sweet, runs across the floor. If you want to dispose of me, I recommend you do it instantly, you do it without hesitation, and when I least expect it” He smiled, his eyebrows still arched downward, giving off the impression of a vicious and cold leer. He cocked his head slightly, awaiting his answer, putting his weight onto his cane.
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 5:05 pm
Travis closed his book and rose from the bench, there was far too much commotion around to enjoy the night...
(exits)
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 5:20 pm
Kara shook her head. "That can't be right. Otherwise it might have happened 10 years ago. Remember time is different in the other plane. So why not before when she took over?" She asked Core. Core's explanation was actually good except the part where it could have happened before.
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 6:03 pm
Oh please, Flattery wasn't going to score Luther any brownie points right now unless he dropped to his knees and began kissing her toes. It only managed to irritate her further the longer she had to bear listening to him speak his way back into her favor. Much of what he rambled about floated right over her head, merely things like ultimate power or Godly status managed to snatch her focus.
She made a dramatized show of her disgust a with grimace with the mention of dealing with Lycans. There was no way she would be putting her clean and perfect hands on any filthy dog fur. And the tainted? They were an entirely different issue. Many of those things had never once been human and just as many weren't as easily subjected to the compulsion to lull themselves into the whims of a pretty little blond vampire. Cosette was just about to vocalize the very problems that lie in his scheme and complain Luther was talking far too much when he suddenly vanished.
When Luther escaped and appeared behind her, her pissy attitude deflated instantly with a startled mousy squeak escaping her lips. She hadn't allowed herself to consider that Luther might have been able to simply slip out of her grasp with a trick of the void the entire time, reality like that would have ruined her sense of fun and empowerment, but now she was left sorely disappointed and a little on edge when she was reminded just what a pitiful little thing she was. It was also the very thing that pushed her final button and forced her to consider what Luther was saying might actually be of value.
In the end, Luther really did know her inter workings a little too well and once that was uncovered, there was really no way for her to avoid it. Perhapses it was because the pair of them, so void in any sense of moral or emotion were two of the same. That when he looked into those baby blue eyes, he saw little more than a mirror of his own corrupted self. Luther knew exactly how to rein her in. Saw that she would always be eager for opportunities to improve her damaged little self. And really now, how much more trouble could she get herself into? Sure, when Stan wounded her, a little assistance from Luther would have been much appreciated, but a little gunshot in the leg hadn't been that drastic. Plus, It had been entirely her own fault and not even remotely related to the drama that ensued from kidnapped and slaughtered immortals.
And besides, if she took a moment to think about it, which was rather difficult for her considering her attention span; Luther's narcissistic plans might really work out in her favor. When and if they managed to reach the “level of dark gods”, Where would Luther be but a power riddled madman? But Cosette? She'd be dazzling little princess full of charm, charisma and best of all power. She might even be able to overthrow Luther in the end. Cosette preformed one of her franticly swift movements and placed a good five feet between them in hopes to rebuild a little more of her confidence. She took a while to offer him a reply, drawing out the process simply to irritate him by messing with her head of curls or checking to ensure her nails were still perfect. And Finally, when she did offer a reply and that was a good two minutes later, she simply said, “ Fine. But I'm not dealing with any Dogs. “
But when those endless baby blue eyes fixed on Luther, he would clearly be able to hear the echo of her voice creeping into his mind as light as the breeze. And if you abandon me again, I will make it my soul priority to hunt you down. I will not be treated in such a disrespectful manner.
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 6:12 pm
Core brushed her hair with one hand while thinking . " Some times it just like that . The mysteries of the moon , " she finished .
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 10:15 am
werewolfforever "mercy is not in her vocabulary...not even in her thoughts...she doesn't even know what that word means.."Damon said in a quiet voice."Jagger IS and ALWAYS WILL be the DEVIL...I don't care what you think...If you choose her side then go for it,see if I care.I've made it this far alone,I can make it to the end alone." Yet even as she said this,she knew it wasn't true.Damon couldn't fight someone like that alone..Not without dying.And she was sure she wouldn't win if she was alone. Damon felt anger begin to build inside of her at this knowing.She spun around and,with her back to Reaver and David,she roared,"JAGGER DESERVES TO DIE!"so loud it shook the building tops many miles away,caused glass to break and fall to the sidewalk almost hitting a few people.Then,she fell to her knees,apalled by what she had just done. Now she was sure,Reaver would leave her for Jagger. Reaver can barely subdue his anger at this point. But he knows that if he leaves, Damon will die for sure. He says calmly, "I don't see how you deny possibilities. Your utter and complete denial of any alternatives surprises me. Everyone has good in them. If she's here to bring human suffering, then she has failed at her job. You just probably caused more suffering than her that I've seen."
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 11:19 am
Damon clenched her hands until the knuckles lost color."You'll see.."she whispered as a tear rolled down her cheek."Just like my brother.."her body was shaking now.Blood began to drip down her hands and splash on the ground.She stopped shaking and looked at her hand.Her nails had cut her skin.She looked at the cuts as if coming out of a dream."Oh...."she said with a surprised voice.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 11:59 am
david was at a loss of words, he didnt really know what to do at this point. Should he agree with reaver? Should he comfort damon? He knew though if he were to do anything that would be taking sides, basically helping speed up spliting them apart. So he just stood there thinking about what they said. To david reaver did have a point, that people do have good in them. But that made him think, if everybody has good in them then why do they do bad things?.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 12:37 pm
Alexander sped through the city streets in his Lamborghini with Jagger sitting next to him. He greatly enjoyed driving his car, even though it was not as fast as he moves by himself but he liked it all the same. He looked out his side mirror as he noticed that the cars he was speeding by seemed to be standing still compared to their speed. "You know Jagger, you should really show me your car. I wouldn't mind trying to race you sometime" He said looking over at her, giving her a playful wink.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 12:50 pm
Kara sighed and looked at the moon. "Yeah. I guess" She said without taking her eyes from it. After awhile she closed her eyes and concentrated. She felt something else but didn't know what it was. She sighed and opened her eyes. "What now?" She asked Core.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 1:06 pm
Reaver says to Damon, "I don't like killing people for that reason. Everyone is someones brother, sister, mother, cousin, or lover. There are people that care for Jagger. Do you want to hurt them like she hurt you?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 3:41 pm
(enters)
Clapping is heard as a figure steps out from the darkness of an alleyway behind Reaver...
"I must say, you make a very valid point Mr. Lawson, at first I was skeptic but I must say for a lycan you are genuinely good at heart. That is the trouble with killing someone, hurting the others that care, surely your history of losing people you care for has taught you well to not become a monster like them...." Travis stepped out to reveal himself with a smirk...
"Im sorry for interrupting your little puppy quarrel, I usually wouldnt care much for the doings of werewolves, boring. I had heard Miss Jaggers name and thought im come out and see what she had gotten herself into again...she was...an old friend...before she became something else." Travis looked at the blank and confused stares of the trio of Lycan...
"Miss Jagger, you seem to all have some sort of idea of who she is, but you dont know everything about her. She doesnt really have family to care for her, but she does have friends, not to mention the very obsessed Ravi Seshy. As much as I shouldnt care if someone were to kill her, I was her friend once, after she decided to take the path of a power hungry monster I left her be and went into hiding to refresh my views and opinions about things...Look, what im trying to say is, yes, let me be the first to say that Miss Jagger is full of mistakes and because of that she suffers with every mistake she makes. You might think killing her would help Miss Dragomir, but it only does for a while. Let her suffer in her own selfish desires and stupid mistakes..."
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 9:28 pm
The_Rogue_Hunter Alexander sped through the city streets in his Lamborghini with Jagger sitting next to him. He greatly enjoyed driving his car, even though it was not as fast as he moves by himself but he liked it all the same. He looked out his side mirror as he noticed that the cars he was speeding by seemed to be standing still compared to their speed. "You know Jagger, you should really show me your car. I wouldn't mind trying to race you sometime" He said looking over at her, giving her a playful wink. Jagger smiled a secretive grin,then pointed her thumb out the passenger's window.A black 2010 mustang drove silently next to them.She leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek.Then she winked and said,"Let's see what you got." And climbed out of the window.She elegantly slid into her cars window and gripped the steering wheel.She took the volume control and cranked it all the way up.Scream by Avenged Sevenfold blasted through the speakers causing EVERYONE she zipped by to hear it.She looked over at Alexander and smiled,"Where to?"she said in a loud enough voice.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 9:38 pm
Damon looked at the man infront of her with irritation and confusion.Yet,as he said that she should let her live with the suffering,Damon felt her body shiver at the very thought."I-I can't do that..She doesn't deserve it.."she stuttered.No matter how much she hated it,Damon had to be honest with herself atleast once tonight.Jagger didn't deserve to live with suffering.."But Jagger isn't even suffering..She MADE those mistakes ON PURPOSE.."she said,knowingly.
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