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 Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 5:37 pm
Monster looked up from where he had been restitching his throat in the mirror, his face washed clean of blood and sweat. He sighed, making his way to the door, passing the shirt he had left slung over the chair, the straps of his suspenders dancing over his thighs. Opening the door, he ran a hand back through his white hair before looking down at Ciara. "Hello."
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 7:46 pm
Ciara stared at Monster a few seconds before blinking, realizing she was losing it. "I need t' talk t' ye," she said to him shakily, trying to hide her feelings of fear towards him that settled in. She shook her head and turned her gaze up to his. "What happened between ye and Leon t' make ye hate him? And why were ye usin' me as a pawn when ye could just kill 'im yerself? Och, and did ye recognize me when ye first saw me in th' library?" she practically yelled up at him out of frustration.
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 3:52 pm
Monster moved to lean against the doorframe, tucking his hands into his pockets as he looked her over. He stood like that for a long time, just staring down at her before standing up. "Come here." He turned back into his room, looking over his shoulder at her. "I have something to show you."
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 4:04 am
Ciara narrowed her eyes and hesitated before stepping in behind him, not taking her eyes off of his back to make sure he didn't try anything. "What is it?" she snapped. "And if ye try anything, I swear I will rip yer manly parts off," she threatened, keeping a good few feet between them.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 4:25 pm
Monster looked over at her. "You must have incredibly long arms." He moved to pull open a drawer, unfurling a large map of the world, several countries decorated in colors. "This map shows territorial control in the world. The Kourza's mainly have the Middle East, with some hunting grounds in the UK and Ireland. The Karda's control most of Africa and Eastern Europe, with Christine's bloodline filling in Western Europe. Russia's up for dispute, and the rest is all filled in by minor bloodlines." He traced his fingers over the various points. "That's why I was after Bannion." He stuck his finger on a small point of Scotland. "Territory. And the reason I couldn't kill him..." He shifted his finger over the North America. "See? Only one dot." He tapped it. "This hotel. If one high-ranking bloodline killed another, do you know what would happen to the world?" He looked at her. "We'd all be dead. However, if a no name that was turned against her will were to seek revenge on her attacker...no one would bat an eyelash." He rolled up the map. "Satisfied?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 4:34 pm
Ciara walked over and peered at his map, listening intently. A muscle jumped in her jaw. "Alright, tha' answered question number two. Why do ye want Leon dead in the first place?" she asked, looking around the room. Her gaze settled on the bed for a moment, re-thinking of their time together. She shook her head in an attempt to rid of the thoughts and turned her gaze back up to Monster, glaring.
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Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2009 7:17 pm
Monster pretended not to notice the thoughtful look that flowed across her face as she looked at the bed. He met her glare with a simple gaze. "That part was true. He cursed me to eternal life." He moved, brushing close to her as he moved to sit on the bed. "He slit my throat open and turned me so that I could not die." He looked up at her. "Wouldn't you want revenge for something like that?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 4:17 am
Ciara turned and leaned up against a wall, arms crossed. "Ye must ha'e done somethin' pretty bad t' get damned t' an eternal life like that," she murmured, looking at the scar on his throat. "Aye, I would want revenge, but it seems t' me that Leon turned ye out o' revenge himself. I doubt he would turn ye because he merely felt like it. What did ye do?" she asked, looking at him sitting on the bed with his shirt off. She shoved her perverted thoughts into a corner of her mind, only to find they keep creeping back in. She turned her head to the side, gazing at anything but him. The man must have hexed me in some way......
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 7:27 pm
Monster reclined on the bed, running his fingers back through his hair. "I had sex with his girl." He sighed, looking up. "The thing that he really couldn't stand, couldn't possibly accept, was that she would go with a human...and enjoy herself so immensly." He stretched, his chest expanding as his muscles rippled under his skin. "His brain flew to the only conclusion he would allow...rape. Screams of ecstasy and passion were actually cries for help." He looked up at her. "I think he still actually believes, in his heart of hearts, that it couldn't possibly have been consensual. And nothing will ever convince him otherwise." He gave a small smirk. "Kind of a lame reason to be a vampire." He lay back on the bed again. "I was too good of a lover."
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 4:19 am
Ciara watched Monster lay on the bed, itching to join him. "Damn..." she muttered, catching her own treacherous feet from going over to him. She stayed grounded enough to say, "Fer all I ken, ye may be tryin' t' trick me again, but that scenario certainly could be a possibility. Doesn't Christina remember... that time?" Ciara tried to remember this guy was her fiance's killer, but she couldn't quite grasp the thought. She forced herself to back away slightly, only to find the wall again. Leon would be pissed if she tried anything, but right now she didn't care. Ciara leaped over to the bed, tackling her and Monster both to the floor. She landed on top and straddled him, kissing him angrily and urgently.
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 8:49 pm
Monster held her close to him, arching his body up against hers. "We remember...ah...what we want to remember..." He ran his fingers through her hair, kissing her deeply as he pressed himself up between her thighs. "And give in tot he temptations we like best..." he moaned in her ear, tugging at her shirt.
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 4:08 am
Ciara moaned in response and pulled away enough for him to rid of her shirt. "Indeed we do." She then leaned down and bit his shoulder, enough to draw blood. She tasted the sweet liquid while running her hands up and down his chest, until she made it to his pants and made quick work of those. She made it back up to his face and kissed him, tugging at his hair, flipping them both so he was on top.
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 6:43 pm
Monster moved to take his own bite out of the top of her chest, pressing his body against hers. He moved his powerful hands down to tear her own pants from her body, tossing them against the back wall, pressing her legs apart as he
Insert "Intermission" from Monty Python and the Quest For the Holy Grail here
Monster collapsed forward, wrapping his arms around her as he mentally made an inventory of the bites and scratches over his skin. They weren't so bad. They might kill a human...and weren't anywhere near the damage to the room...but they weren't so bad. "That was incredible..." He sighed, running his hands through her sweat-stained hair.
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 1:33 pm
"Aye," Ciara agreed. She stayed still a few mintutes, letting her breathing calm down. She looked around the room and smirked. "Sorry aboot th' mess," she muttered, looking back at Monster. "And yer body," she finished, looking at the scratches and bites all over him. She looked down at herself, noticing she got her own fair share. "I always preferred angry sex," Ciara said, wiping a trail of blood off from Monsters chin with her thumb.
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Posted: Tue Mar 31, 2009 2:24 pm
Monster chuckled, licking his own lips, tasting salt and iron as sweat and blood mingled over his tongue. "Is that why you knocked on my door?" He moved off of her. "And here I thought it was my glowing demeanor and upbeat personality." He sighed, stretching as his cuts slowly healed. "Why did you come here? Twenty minutes ago you were ready to kill me." He smirked. "And to tell the truth, I kind of hate you."
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