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 Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2010 7:20 pm
Riyo's eyes narrowed at his dare... She wasn't one to usually back down from something as sacred as a dare... But she didn't really want to beat him up. "Fine. Do what you want." She mumbled, gently swatting the side of his face with her tail before awkwardly trying to stand and reclaim some of her clothes. Hard to believe it hurt to walk... Though she tried her best not to show it. Tossing her underwear on, she snatched up his shirt and used it like a robe, stockings still on her legs from last night.
Satisfied with her decency for whenever room service decided to show up, she located the remote and turned the TV on, crawling back on the bed as she flipped through the channels. She'd never been much for television... but secretly loved cartoons.
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As Desmond watched her pull her hair away to reveal that perfect neck, he instinctively took a few steps forward, an arm wrapping around her torso to keep her close. It was hard to think she really wanted him to do it... But somewhat comforting for him at least. Maybe he wouldn't feel like such a b*****d afterwards. As his head moved down, he whispered a soft 'thank you' in her ear before sinking his canines into her neck with a painfully slow gentle touch, almost moaning as the first drops of blood touched his parched tongue.
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2010 8:45 pm
Klyde smiled, it seemed he had won. Continuing to wait his eyes were keenly focused on Riyo as she moved about to cover herself. He didn't know if he could even admit to himself how much he really liked seeing her in those stockings...and the sight of her with his shirt on. It made him hungry but for something else entirely.
It wasn't until a voice spoke up on the other end of the line that he was dragged back into reality. "...what can I get for you today?"
Klyde hadn't even heard the answering line with the hotel name. Suddenly struck retarded he looked at the menu again. Riyo had distracted him enough that his mind was no longer working...in fact he couldn't help but to continue to glance at her legs. "I uhh..." Unable to compile his thoughts in time he simply held out the phone. "Here..." He said in a rather defeated manner.
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Mitsu only flinched slightly in his grasp as his teeth broke skin and sank deeper. Closing her eyes she leaned her head to the side to give him better access, hands grabbing at his shirt lightly. It was an odd feeling to be fed from but the thought that she was offering him something that he needed made her feel a little better. "Does my blood taste good?" To her it had a coppery taste and wasn't all that great...so she had to wonder what it tasted like to him.
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 9:28 am
Riyo looked back with a raised eyebrow as he fumbled, looking down at the phone for only a second before smirking and snatching it from him. "Yeah, I'd like a bowl of cereal, a glass of milk... And... Um. One of those cream filled doughnuts." What the hell. She usually didn't like sickeningly sweet stuff, but she'd get a craving every once in awhile. "Yep, that's it. Thanks." As the front desk hung up, she handed the receiver back to him and continued flipping though the channels. As she came upon a church broadcast, she stopped and cringed.
"Hey Klyde. Are vampires as allergic to holy objects as demons are?" She questioned out of curiosity, not really sure how else to phrase it.
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It took a few moments before Desmond could even pull away for a second. His head lifted slowly, free hand moving to her cheek. "Yes. Probably the equivalent of what honey tastes like to you." He whispered softly in her ear before his tongue lashed across the wound to catch her blood before it started to run.
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 2:18 pm
Klyde stared at the phone for a minute as she handed it back realizing too late he would have to call back anyway to have them bring up blood as well. Maybe it would be less awkward if he went and got it himself? Setting the phone aside Klyde looked up at the channel she had stopped on.
"Yes and no." Klyde shrugged. "Older vampires can sometimes tolerate holy items and can even be within the walls of a church with no problems. Younger vampires like Desmond and I......well its safe to say depending on the exposure.... you feel it would be better off to end it all. It doesn't keep our kind from keeping up the pretense of being religious, though." He scoffed a little as he said that, getting out of bed and zipping up his pants. He hadn't quite made it out of them last night so it was easy to get dressed this morning.
Rubbing at his burning throat Klyde searched for his shoes for a moment, found them, and threw them on. He looked at Riyo with his shirt but shrugged it off. It wasn't necessary to have it and he liked the look of it on her better. "I'll be right back." His throat sounded scratchy all of a sudden. "Room service will be up in a minute, is there anything you want me to get you? Do you want a change of clothes?"
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Mitsu placed a hand against the one on her cheek. Feeling a little light headed she leaned against Desmond slightly as he continued to tend to the wound on her neck. "Honey?" Her brain really wasn't wrapping around the conversation at this point, she was hungry herself and wanted food but she wasn't about to stop Desmond until he was done.
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 2:44 pm
Riyo turned around to fully listen to his explanation with interest. It was funny to think of a vampire going to church, but whatever. It was nice to know she wasn't the only one who came close to bursting into flames when holy objects came in contact with her skin.
As he stood, she glanced back at the TV with a slight blush. She couldn't say she was used to seeing him... Exposed... Yet... "Clothes?" Actually, she'd very much like that. There was only one problem... "If you want... As long as you don't get me anything slutty." She looked back at him with narrowing eyes, realizing he probably would anyways. "Do you want your shirt back?" She asked almost realizing that she had it on at the last minute, hands reaching to take it off. She still had her dress and it was easy enough to slip on before room service got there...
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After a few more licks, Desmond forced himself to pull away, not wanting to drain her dry. It was enough to satisfy him for now, at least. "Lemme get you a bandage, okay?" He said after licking his lips and pressing a kiss to her forehead. Rushing into the bathroom, he noticed Klyde had so carelessly left the condoms sitting out on the counter like an idiot. It made him wonder if he'd actually gotten any last night... Though he doubted it.
He knew where the bandages were. they rarely moved since they were only used for 'guests'. "Here we are."
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 3:47 pm
"No, you can keep it," Klyde smiled as he waved for her to stop. "I'll just grab something as well." He was really in a hurry now. The more he thought about it the hungrier he became. When was the last time he had eaten? He hadn't eaten anything while he was with Riyo...and he had been busy all day getting ready for their night out....it very well...could have been a while. It was teetering on dangerous.
"I'll be back." As Klyde opened the door he found a human on the other side, hand raised which had been ready to knock. The bell boy nearly gave a shriek, shuffling to keep the tray in his hand balanced.
"I..I'm sorry, Sir." The bell boy stammered. "I...I have your order from a few minutes ago." It really didn't take much to put cereal together though why would a vampire need it?
Klyde's eyes flared for a moment, he could almost smell the fear this young man was giving off. Eyes faintly glowing he smiled a little too warmly. "You're rather quick..." He looked at the name tag on the front of the boy's uniform. "Barry. If you won't mind setting that on the table." Klyde moved aside to let Barry pass. "If you give me a moment I'll get my wallet to tip you." Not that he would need to, Barry wouldn't be leaving.
"O...oh okay," Barry's eyes lit up at the prospect of a tip, bringing the tray into the room and setting it on the table. He glanced up momentarily and saw Riyo....in nothing but a shirt and stockings and quickly looked away. So...that's what the cereal was for.
As Barry moved passed Klyde came up behind him, that predatory look in his eyes. How had he managed to stay in control this long? He normally never went after men but he could almost smell the blood pumping through this boy's veins. The urge to sink his teeth into something could no longer be ignored. Smile forming he licked his lips slightly, awaiting the opportunity to pounce.
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"O..okay." Mitsu watched Desmond leave for the bathroom, following behind him slowly to keep her balance, hand resting across the wound on her neck. At least she knew it wouldn't take long to feel better. She could already tell the bandage wasn't necessary. Without Desmond tending to the wound the bleeding had already stopped, the puncture marks showing signs of closing. It would still be an hour before it was closed and gone but it would only be twenty to thirty minutes before her body replenished the blood. Sooner if she managed to eat within that time. She knew all this because that's what Suto took notes on and tested. Stretching her to the limits of what her body could do and trying to go further. She hadn't been able to heal so quickly before....but she knew he was the blame for that.
Stopping at the door Mitsu noticed something on the counter had caught Desmond's attention. It was an oddly colorful box. "What are those?" She asked softly pointing to the condoms on the counter. Somehow she had missed it before.
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 4:19 pm
Riyo smiled and buttoned up the shirt just in time before good 'ol Barry showed up with her breakfast. As she watched Klyde interface with the boy, she quickly realized something was a little... off...
Having a seat back on the bed, she pulled the shirt down enough so that her underwear wouldn't show and watched as her breakfast was placed on the table. As soon as she looked back to Barry, though... She realized just what was happening. Her eyes widened only momentarily as she saw Klyde sneaking up behind the boy with hungry eyes...
With a little smirk forming, she stood back up and walked over to the table in front of the boy, pulling out a chair but not sitting quite yet. "Well thank you so much..." Her eyes glanced at the nametag. "Barry." Finally taking a seat, she crossed her legs and faced him, shirt line dangerously close to the only article of clothing on her lower torso. Resting her arm on the table and leaning her head against it, she stared up at him with a smile. "So how's life treating you?" She asked in an attempt to distract him.
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As Desmond turned to put the bandage on her neck, he quickly realized that it wasn't even bleeding anymore. His eyes took on a perplexed look as he examined it, confused at how fast that had happened. That was almost as fast as he healed... She hadn't healed that fast at camp, had she?
How the hell does something like that happen?
Caught off guard by her question, Desmond quickly looked back to the box and mentally slapped his forehead. Oh, he'd choke Klyde if this ended up getting him in deep s**t. "Condoms." He said simply, setting the bandage back down on the counter. No point in lying to her. about it...
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 4:59 pm
Barry's head snapped around when he noticed Riyo was close. Nearly dumbfounded he couldn't help but stare at the very bottom of the shirt wondering if he would get of view of her panties. "L...life is pretty good actually." At least it was at the moment. If he only knew....
Klyde's smile grew when he realized not only was Riyo NOT going to stop him but she was going to help. Oh how he wished he could keep her. Suddenly his arms lashed out and grabbed hold of Barry, one arm around his torso while a hand wrapped over his mouth to keep him silent. "It's not nice to stare, Barry. I hope you got a good look." Pulling the bell boy's head to the side Klyde sunk his teeth into his neck in anything but a gentle manner. Barry began to struggle shortly after, his screams muffled against Klyde's hand. If the vampire hadn't been as strong as he was, Barry might have faired a chance of getting away, but as luck would have it there would be no escape.
As the bell boy's legs gave out, Klyde lowered him to the floor, still greedily drinking from the wound he had inflicted. At the rate he was drinking Barry was already pale and well on his way to just being lifeless. In a last attempt at something, Barry reached out toward Riyo, pleading eyes begging her to help him.
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"Con..doms?" That seemed familiar...but why? Her mind took a few more minutes to process the information, her face showing no outward signs that she understood until her face suddenly paled to the color of her hair. Swaying in place she looked at the box. "Y..you're supposed to u...use those right?" Her voice was a little higher now. "To...to cover..." Why hadn't she thought about that before? .....Because she had never done this before! Mental panic welling up she clutched at her shirt in a nervous manner, wide eyes still trained on the box.
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 5:49 pm
Riyo watched intently as Klyde snuck up on the poor schmuck and sunk his teeth in, the smell of fear and blood intermingling almost instantly and filling her lungs.
With an almost unnatural grin, she leaned forward and observed as Barry went to the floor, her eyes giving off a viscous red glow. "How I love the scent of fear in the morning." She sighed contently, tail swaying back and fourth behind her.
"I hope you didn't put this room under your real name." She called to Klyde, not wanting him to get in deep s**t for this. Though, the more she tasted the fear, the harder she found it to contain herself. It wasn't fair that he got to have all the fun and she was left to watch like the guy holding the camera for an amateur porno flick.
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Oh, Klyde was so gonna pay for this. Eyes widening as Mitsu began to panic, his hands went to her shoulders to try and calm her. "Mitsu. I can't get you pregnant." He tried to say confidently. "I'm DEAD... Kinda. Every part of me. Including, but not limited to, bodily fluid." He paused before he added "That also makes me disease and STD free." A nice bonus.
He supposed there was like a .1% chance, but only if the gods really hated him that much... And he did his best not to piss them off. "Okay?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 6:22 pm
The little bit of hope Barry had faded as his eyes went dim. In no time his body was limp, no longer any blood to sustain it. After another moment or two Klyde let his body drop, his tongue licking at the blood that had dripped from the corners of his mouth. "No...you have to be eighteen to get a room so I used a fake....." Suddenly back to his senses now that his mind was no longer clouded with hunger he looked to Riyo. His eyes widened for a moment at the realization that she had just witnessed him kill someone. While she didn't seem bothered...he was.
"s**t!" He hissed grabbing a fist full of Barry's uniform and dragging him toward the closet by the door to hide him for the time being. With little effort he tossed Barry inside like he was nothing more than a puppet and closed the door leaning against it. "I...I really didn't want you to see that." Mad at himself now for not being able to keep in control he turned toward the door to leave. "I'll be back in a minute to get him." Klyde explained as he wiped at his mouth to rid it of the blood.
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"K...kinda?" She squeaked. "T...that sounds like doubt." And STDs? Her mind hadn't even began to venture that far into it yet. Oh god! One thing seemed to be piling up after the other and Mitsu soon found it hard to breath as she reached out to take hold of Desmond's shirt. She wanted to believe what he said but that word had already started to burrow into her mind...pregnant.
When he asked okay Mitsu tried to nod for his sake though it was a stiff movement. "I...I think I need some fresh air." She finally stammered out before pulling back to turn toward the door. Maybe if she had a chance to breath, get outside and calm down, she would be able to see the truth in his words.
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 7:02 pm
Riyo's still glowing eyes raised a brow as he started to panic, quietly standing up and following him. Before he could leave, she wrapped a finger around the back beltloop of his pants to hold him there. "You seem a little dim, so let me clarify something for you." There was something... Different about her voice...
"I'm not a morally sound person, Mr. McBane. They've always been slightly obscure, especially when it comes to the nature and instincts of creatures such as yourself and I." Her head leaned in, raising to her toes so she could get close to his ear. "I've seen all kinds of things die. It's really nothing new..."
Something was very off about Riyo at that moment... The air around her seemed to thicken with some kind of malice...
"Tell me... Can you taste their fear when you drain them? It's euphoric, isn't it?" Her body gently pressed against his back as she continued to speak, arms draping around his shoulders.
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Desmond ran fingers through his hair as he watched her turn towards the door. Oh s**t. He could've very well ruined it. Frowning, he moved to the door and opened it for her, following close behind to make sure she didn't fall and hurt herself or something of the sort. "Kinda as in I'm dead and still moving, not kinda as in..." he trailed off, hoping she would get his point.
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 7:38 pm
There was that strange feeling again as Riyo spoke up. Her voice nearly sent chills down the vampire's spine. As she pressed against his bare back explaining her basic nature to him in that odd voice he couldn't help but looked back. Turning around in her grasp he looked into those still glowing eyes trying to see what he was missing. What was it about her that told him she was....dangerous? She hadn't told him anything though he knew she was different than your run of the mill feline.
"Riyo..." He didn't know where to go with what he wanted to ask so he decided to answer her question despite how he didn't want to. "Yes...I can. Emotions give the blood a different flavor as it hits my tongue. Fear, lust, sorrow, they all are a little different. I enjoy it Riyo, I enjoy taking the life out of people. Nothing is more satisfying than when I drink up the very last drop and their struggling heart can no longer beat." Hands settling on her waist he continued to hold her gaze. "This isn't the first person I've killed, nor will it be the last....but you deserve better than that...." Now where was he going with this? He was certainly leading himself down the path of truth....though how much truth was he going to let slip?
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Mitsu didn't say anything, she couldn't say anything. She was afraid if she opened her mouth she might scream. When they made it into the commons area the seniors from the night before were gathered once again chatting it up since they apparently had nothing better to do.
"Oy, its the vampire's booty call. Looks like he didn't drain you dry," One of the seniors teased. Apparently this was a ritual they enjoyed, though Desmond wasn't always with the girls when they left.
"Dinner and entertainment. You must have been good if he kept you over night," Another called.
"Don't worry babe, if he kicks you to the curb like all the others I'll be there," They all had a good chuckle amongst themselves, mock serenading Mitsu with the song 'I'll be there for you.'
Heart now pounding against her chest, Mitsu felt her face blush as she took in their comments. She wanted to make a run for it....but she wasn't sure her legs would carry her so instead she settled on hurrying out the door as fast as possible. She was suddenly reminded of the question she had wanted to ask last night but had forgotten....it seemed pretty clear now.
Once outside, Mitsu wrapped her arms around her torso, trying to let herself calm and not think about what the seniors had just said. All she needed to do was rationalize the situation, look at the facts, and know that Desmond was telling her the truth.
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 8:23 pm
Riyo's eyes brightened as she listen to him go on about the taste of emotions and stealing the lives of living beings. The thought of it excited her... But then he just had to add the 'you deserve better' bullshit.
"Stop it. Stop holding me so high on a pedestal. I'm no saint, nor am I the virgin Mary." Obviously not anymore. "I don't want some holy man who prays for forgiveness when he accidentally hits a squirrel with his car..." Her face drew closer to him as she placed a few kisses on his neck followed by a small bite. "I want a man who has the potential to get his hands as dirty as mine."
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"You filthy pieces of s**t." Desmonds blue eyes were beaming as he began stomping down the hallway at their crude calls to Mitsu, a look of utter disgust on his face. Without so much as a warning, he drew back his fist and punched the closest one in the gut with a blazing fury. "If I ever hear you talk that way to her again, I will castrate all three of you with the rustiest pair of scissors I can find and shove what little balls you have down your throats."
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Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2010 8:33 am
Klyde's body shuddered slightly at the feel of her lips and teeth against his skin. A soft moan escaped his throat as his grip on her waist tightened slightly. If she kept this up he was going to have to take care of something. "You're interesting one...to pick the monster over the man." He grinned slightly, his unease fading fast. There was a tingling of curiosity though. She had mentioned something similar before when they met that kid at the arcade. "So what are you talking about exactly. Hands as dirty as mine?" He was interested to know....how much alike they may really be.
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The laughter quickly faded when the seniors spotted Desmond storming toward them. Like a deer in headlights they didn't move, the first in the group doubling over and falling to his knees after Desmond landed his punch. It was like being hit by a car.
"Woah man, no need to be so up tight," One senior kept his hands in front of him defensively as he backed up, looking to his fallen comrade wondering if it would be best to bolt.
The third in the group was a little braver, maybe because he knew that if Desmond got too out of control he would be expelled. "I'm sorry, were you going to try and nail her a second time before you drained her and left her outside?" His grinned seemed to lapse into a sneer. "Didn't mean to ruin your plans. I'm sure if you lay the charm on thick your ******** buddy will come back."
Mind in a chaotic haze Mitsu started walking. She couldn't seem to focus on one problem at a time, they all demanded attention. The verbal abuse was something she could overlook, it was no different than any other day...and the girls in the hive were a lot more ruthless with their comments. But was she overreacting to everything else?
Taking the first bench seat that she could find along the path from dorm to dorm, Mitsu drew he legs up to her chest tilting her head back to look up at the sky. It was a overcast so there wasn't much to look at aside from the solid mass of gray. Taking in a deep breath she let it out as she closed her eyes. There really wasn't much she could do at this point and worrying wasn't going to help anything. And what Desmond had said made sense now that she was able to calm and think about it. They were both very different so she could only imagine they wouldn't be compatible....
All other thoughts were suddenly gone as she gave that line a little more focus. It had a deeper meaning than just the genetic stand point. When would the time come....when they could no longer be together because of those differences?
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Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2010 12:44 pm
Riyo stifled a giggle at his question. She could show him. She could do it right now if she wanted to...
... But what would be the fun in that? "I'd rather you figure it out for yourself. Can't give away everything under this magical hat of mine, now can I?" Lifting up a hand, she extended her index finger to touch the bar protruding from his ear, a cat-like fascination with the shiny metallic object.
"What defines man? What defines monster? Such blurred lines I've come to find out. They say 'You are the monster for all the cruelties you commit.' And yet... Without fear to hold them back, these 'men' would do the same. Does it not take a man to admit and claim their desires?"
Sighing, she pressed her cheek against his, tracing the shape of his ear now. "It's just a bunch of ******** semantics. I have the ability to be as righteous as they, but no desire to. And why would I if all I get is a scowl because of what I am? I must give them credit, though. For without man, I would be nowhere near what I am today. Man has created me. Man might destroy me... But not if I can destroy them first."
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Desmond's blue orbs took on a bright glow that had been reserved for the times when he was insanely furious. This little t**t was talking to him as if he was some common trash. "Well, aren't you just the picture of cute?" He approached the senior slowly, look momentarily changing from 'I'm gonna kill you' to a more cocky demeanor. "Standing there all smug, ready to get away with murder. I bet you think I won't hit you, right? Sort of a dumb revelation since you can see your other friend doubled over in pain on the floor right there." Desmond cracked his knuckles as he spoke, ready to draw a fist back as soon as that ******** opened his gaping mouth again.
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