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Post by Ruki on May 11, 2010 22:38:20 GMT -5
A rush of animalistic hunger ran through Ruki's body and mind. His grip got harder on CJ's wrist as we sucked the blood harder from her veins. The feeling of her pushing against his head was null-void by the rush of blood throughout his body. Her mumbled words broke through his haze and caused Ruki to quickly stop and move quickly away from CJ, crouching to his knees and keeping his face away from her. An overall feeling of fullness flooded his being, his soul, or lack there of, felt like it was flying. Dear god...I almost took it to far...but her blood, god it tasted so fucking good! He looked back slightly, wiping the blood from his face and licking his fingers.
"I'm sorry CJ...I crossed the line back there...Damn it I could've killed you..."
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Post by Mistress K. Darq-Chylde on May 11, 2010 23:09:38 GMT -5
It took him a moment to respond to her rejection, and the pleasure that wrapped itself around her like the arms of a trusted lover almost made her not care. But then Ruki was away from her so quickly that she lost her balance and crumpled to the floor, catching herself on her hands and knees.
"Holy mother of Christ..." she said shakily, her voice hoarse as if from screaming. "Is it bad that I really wouldn't have cared if you did?" She laid her forehead on the cool linoleum and sighed softly as it sucked the moisture from her skin.
"That wasn't even any kind of finished, and that blew away all of the guys I've been with combined..." She lifted her head quickly, instantly closing her eyes and regretting it as the room spun around her. "Not that there've been THAT many..."
The nausea faded and she met Ruki's eyes. "Feeling better, I hope..?" She swayed and then swooned, tottering over onto the tile, out cold.
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Post by Ruki on May 12, 2010 9:33:24 GMT -5
"A bite of pleasure seemed appropriate since you were offering and yeah I'm feel a hell of a lot better." The smile he had on ehis face quickly faded as he watched her fall over onto the tile. "Fuck. at this point he was hoping he didn't take to much blood from her, he tends to get carried away when it comes down to blood being offered up by someone.
Ruki stood and moved to her. Crouching down he examined her for a moment before letting his hands glide over her body and scooped her up into his arms.
He walked through the small apartment and brought her to what he assumed to be her room, its not like he had been here before. The miscellaneous items that were about reinforced his thoughts on the rooms owner.
Moving to the bed Ruki gently laid CJ on top of the blankets and watched her head fall to the side on the pillow. There was a brief moment where Ruki felt sorrow, he had never been able to experience sleep before.
"I'll be right here till you wake up, wanna make sure I didn't accidentally kill you" he whispered as his hands quickly bandaged up her wrist.
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Post by Mistress K. Darq-Chylde on May 12, 2010 11:47:35 GMT -5
Quiet... Everything was enveloped in soft, muffled cotton and darkness to Carmelia. But that quickly changed and she was in a silk crimson evening gown, a delicate silver chain with a matching tiny ruby shaped like a teardrop resting comfortably on the hollow between her collarbones.
Everything around her was an inky phantasm, tinged with crimson and the sharp scent of... blood? She turned back and forth, the ringlets from her elaborate updo springing about madly as she tried to locate the source of the scent. She had to lift the skirts in her hands to move more freely. They felt so heavy... Why did it feel as if they weighed a thousand pounds..? Her foot made a splashing noise as she set it down and her eyes took in the floor with horror.
"Un-fucking-believable..." she murmured to herself, barely able to hear her own voice in the strange atmosphere. The entire floor was covered in blood, several inches of it. Enough to slosh around her high heels and attempt to lap greedily at her toes. The space around her brightened ever so slightly and she saw that the walls of this place were made of free-flowing gore, as well.
"Such language isn't very befitting of a lady, Carmelia." A thick, sultry voice with a touch of an Asian accent chuckled from behind her.
She pulled off her heels, not caring that she sank ankle-deep into the arterial fluid that sloshed about on the floor. She brandished both of the spiked heels like weapons, the hem of her dress dragging through the blood as she twirled back and forth trying to find the bearer of the voice. "So help me, God..." she half-growled in frustration.
The laughter behind her grew and a pair of rough hands rested on her shoulders. Their grip had the strength to crush bone and she spun to face their owner. "God?" he chuckled. "That antiquated concept is really irrelevant here, Carmelia."
Rather than continuing verbal battle, CJ reverted to her other best plan of attack... That of the sneak variety. She slammed one of the stiletto heels hard into his chest, effectively burying it to the sole in the thick muscle there. She looked up in macabre wonder as he grabbed her hand and trapped it against the shoe, snapping the heel off inside his flesh. She cringed and tried to escape, but whoever this man was-if he was a man at all-, he clearly wasn't having it. A cry of disgust tore itself from her lips and she tried to extract her hand from his grip in vain.
"Foolish little seer... How did your dreaming self manage to wander into my domain? It's clearly not to your liking..." His voice was a low rumble that reverberated through every bone in her body as if she were a living tuning fork.
The blood from his wound trickled over her fingers and she lifted her eyes to meet his. "It's not like I fucking wound up here on purpose!" she retorted angrily. "And who the hell are you, anyway?! What the fuck is this place?" her voice echoed back to her wetly.
His eyes, a red so dark they were almost black, bored into hers for a moment and he nodded with a small smile that contained no humor whatsoever. "Ah, you did wander here by accident. You should be more careful when dealing with vampires, dearest Carmelia... Their appetites do tend to run away with them..."
"You're not answering my questions, asshole..." CJ's own voice became deadly serious.
"Tsk, tsk... That mouth of yours will indefinitely get you into trouble, Carmelia... However, you are right. I am dodging for the sport of it. The easiest way for you to address me is as Gekido." He ran those calloused fingertips down her cheek and shoved her so she tottered and began to fall backwards. "Go back to your own world, Carmelia... For now."
She fell into the ocean of blood and it suddenly became deep enough that she felt she'd drown from the weight of her dress dragging her down into the vast and endless red that surrounded her. It stung her eyes, but she opened them regardless as she swam desperately, trying to find the surface.
CJ came to suddenly, sitting up in bed with her eyes momentarily completely milky and white, gasping forcefully as if taking her first breath. Her eyes returned to normal but she was shivering and shaky, covered in red like she was a stand-in for Carrie, taking a moment to adjust to her completely mundane surroundings, aside from the vampire sitting next to her on the bed. Suddenly, Ruki seemed a welcome comfort and normal compared to what she'd just witnessed. All of her comfort was washed away in a cold tide of fear and she lifted the object in her hand. A red stilleto, sans the heel, which had clearly been broken off. "Sweet Jesus..." she murmured, dropping it and scuttling backwards on the bed to get away from it. "What the fuck is happening to me..?" she said quietly, repressed tears quivering in her voice.
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Post by Kali L. Noire on May 12, 2010 13:26:49 GMT -5
As Noa grabbed her wrist, Bella showed no regard towards it at first. But as the lithe woman managed to use it's solid hold as leverage, Bella's crimson eyes grew wide with slight shock. The woman's knee connected roughly with her rib cage - not a hard kick, but enough to knock the breathe out of her momentarily and stumble back. A hand lowered to hold her stomach area, she growled lowly as the blonde disappeared from her immediate sight. Turning, she expected to see the girl running, but instead she was attacking. Noa's foot shot towards her, and since Bella had turned around, the kick instead landed in the same place her knee had.
A cracking could be heard, inwardly a rib broke - the momentum from the hit caused one of her ribs to puncture a lung. Continuing to hold her stomach, Bella repressed the urge to cough. Slowly, she could fill her lungs filling up with blood. Not good, how could a human manage to wound her like this, and so quickly? Perhaps it was because Bella was under estimating the human. Gritting her teeth, Bella could no longer hold back the coughing. The motion shook her body violently, black blood spilled from her mouth.
"Nice one, girl. A little rusty?" And with that the pale predator was lurching forwards, her free hand aiming to grab Noa's neck once more, but this time Bella would lift the girl into the air and throw her roughly to the side. Hopefully it would knock the woman against something hard, giving Bella a small amount of time to recover. Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she caught the black blood. Flinging it back at the woman, Bella turned the beads into nail like weapons. The flew towards Noa viciously.
"!!!"
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Post by Ruki on May 12, 2010 17:41:48 GMT -5
Startled Ruki jumped slightly when CJ shot up. It has only been a few moments since he placed her on the bed that she got back up, hardly time to recover from the amount of blood she lost. Her eyes were milky, Ru had only known of one type of human to have this occur that wasn't dead, Holy shit she is a seer! he thought to himself.
"Whoa there CJ are you--" he was cut off by a horrid stink that flooded his nostrils. He averted his nose away from the smell and looked over CJ quickly. is eyes went wide as he gazed upon a blood soaked women. "Jesus fucking christ..." He moved to her quickly, placing a hand on her back, the smell was almost unbearable now.
"CJ, are you aware that you are covered in blood...a lot of fucking blood...a lot of old blood?" he had an idea of where it all had come from but he wasn't going to make any attempts at assumption till he had more proof of the matter.
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Post by Mistress K. Darq-Chylde on May 12, 2010 18:24:01 GMT -5
CJ nodded slowly, inwardly clutching tightly at what remained of her sanity. A single tear slid down her left cheek, leaving a clean track through the congealing red fluid that clung to her everywhere. "I'm alright... Physically," she added, very careful in her phrasing.
"When you drank from me... It took me to a level of unconsciousness so deep that I was much more... open than I usually am when I sleep. I have dreams sometimes, Ruki. Sometimes they come true. Other times they're just fucked, but sometimes they're prophetic." She shook her head and closed her eyes for a moment. "But this... This was no dream. This was some pissed off Asian guy in a-a.. realm where blood covered the ground and ran from the walls...
"He said that I had to come back to my world, 'for now'. And his name was Geh... Gehkee... Oh, what the hell was it?!" She nibbled at her thumb as she tried to recall, tasted the blood on it, almost vomited, and then his name came to her. "Gekido. Ring any bells?"
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Post by Ruki on May 16, 2010 14:49:31 GMT -5
His body froze as his mind went through the deep wells of memory and bounced around the name 'Gekido'. Ruki stumbled slightly and fell on his ass, swallowing spit trying to keep his mouth from going dry.
"Listen to me CJ...this man...this Thing Gekido, its something you don't want to mess with." He stood up slowly and looked around the dark room, a thousand whispers filled the air, attacking his ears all at once, making it difficult to make out what they were saying. "God damn it! Voci Infernal Vattene!" All at once the voices stopped and Ruki looked back to CJ and smiled. "I think I have overstayed my welcome my dear." He walked to the window and sat on the sill looking back to her. I can't just leave her...not with him tracking her down...
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Post by Mistress K. Darq-Chylde on May 20, 2010 18:21:06 GMT -5
"Don't worry... Messing with him is definitely something I have no intention of doing. Not purposely, at least..." CJ retorted with a little nervous laugh.
Her unease grew as the air filled with dark whispers that chilled her to the core. Ruki shouted something to them in a language she didn't quite understand, but sounded mildly familiar, and they ceased almost instantly. He made some comment about overstaying his welcome and she shook her head. "You haven't, but you should probably go. The sun'll be up soon, I need to shower, and I have to go to work at the diner in..." she glanced at the clock, "two hours." She looked at him with a weak smile. "All work and no play..." she muttered in false whimsy.
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Post by Ruki on May 22, 2010 12:29:36 GMT -5
"Makes CJ a dull girl. he returned her smile with one of his own. "I wil be keeping a close eye on you...my little seer." with that remark he jumped from the window and landed on the ground with ease. he looked back up to the broken window and his smile died. What are you after Gekido? And what does she have to do it it?
The streets were slowly becoming more alive as the day crept upon them. People began merging from apartments an houses, no doubt getting ready for the daily task of commuting to jobs and morning coffee. It ws a wrold that Ruki was not part of and that he wante to be so badly.
Damn my unfortunate birth Being born a vampire ment alot of things in normal lif were forsaken for an eternal life. Love, Freindship, anything that was normal was gone.
Ruki worked his way down busy streets and then down another side street. Stopping by a building and making his way to the roof with a series of agile leaps. Utop the building he turned hs attention to the rising sun. The warm amber and yellow glow that came off the earths closest star gave a feeling of calm and warmth in his dead husk of a body.
"Lets see what the day holds..." he sat on the sedge of the roof looking out onto the rising sun.
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Post by Ayanami on May 22, 2010 16:55:16 GMT -5
Each connect rose the level of adrenaline that pumped through Noa's body. Bella's hand shot upward to grapple her, but using the building strength and precision she tossed her legs back, arching her body and flipping out of her grasp.
As she stuck the escape her eyes widened only briefly as several projectile thorns rained toward her position. Her movements were not quick enough to avoid them fully, and shutting her eyes and crossing her arms she felt the assault of pins puncturing her clothes and flesh.
The scent of her own blood filled her nostrils and she panicked, stumbling back against a support beam. She shifted her body to the other side of the pillar, shielding herself from Bella's direct gaze. Slowly, and as swiftly as she could she removed the most noticeable pins. "What the hell is this!" she reached for her remaining gun, trying her best to ignore the pain. Taking in a deep breath, she focused and spun into view.
Aim. Fire.
She pulled the trigger at the hunched creature, each shot as accurate as she could make them. Each shot, aimed for the kill.
"Die..."
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Post by Mistress K. Darq-Chylde on May 24, 2010 21:59:13 GMT -5
The vampire... vam-fucking-pire... exited her window and CJ flopped back on her bed in momentary total exhaustion. She let out a breath she hadn't even known she'd been holding. With an exasperated sigh, she got to her feet and plodded to the upstairs bathroom, wincing as she saw how she tracked sticky red footprints across the beige carpet and onto the white linoleum. Cleaning this nonsense up was going to be a bitch...
She closed the door behind her and stripped down, having to tug particularly hard at her pants and almost falling when the left leg snagged at her ankle. Somehow Carmelia managed to maintain her balance after a shaky few seconds and yanked them off almost angrily. She kept the light off since the sun would be up soon enough anyway, and she really didn't want to see how horrendously covered in gore she was under the bright fluorescents of her bathroom. Reaching into the tub and fumbling about blindly for a moment, she turned on the faucet, letting the water heat up near to scalding and allowing it to warm the floor of the basin as well as the ceramic tiles that surrounded it. Steam rose thickly in the air and CJ resigned herself for the horrendous heat that would likely make her stomach churn, stepping into the shower and having the pelting torrent of hot fluid cover her thoroughly and begin rinsing away the residual evidence of violent crimes from her flesh.
Turning the heat down a little, she stood under the stream with her eyes closed, trying to keep her mind blank and neutral but without falling asleep. This had to be the most insane night in the history of, well.. ever. After a few moments, the sluice of fluids hitting the floor became much lighter and eventually ran clear. She grabbed the shampoo without needing to look, deeply inhaling the scent that vaguely reminded her of gummy bears, almost smiling at the familiarity of it. She found herself yawning and cranked the cold water all the way up, yelping and jumping back slightly, shivering a second before adjusting it back to a more normal temperature.
Soaped up, rinsed off, and drying off a few moments later, CJ realized several things all at once: She was going to be late to work at the diner if she didn't haul ass, she could still smell blood underneath all of her sweet perfume and soaps, and most importantly... Noa had never gotten back in touch with her.
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Post by Kali L. Noire on Jun 2, 2010 20:42:18 GMT -5
She heard the sound of the gun going off, the loud popping noise that sounded oddly like a mini canon going off. While Bella had been around the world for awhile, never once had she encountered a gun. Several shots were fired in succession after this. Which astounded Bella. At first in shock, then in pain as each bullet cut through her skin like butter. Ripping through her organs as well. One in her stomach, chest, arms, and even one in her left leg. Black blood trickled down her body - pooling lightly below her feet. Stumbling even more, she clutched her abdomen . "Wha...?" She questioned lightly, perplexed.
Bella knew the attacks couldn't kill her, but the was definitely a mind blowing pain flipping on in her body that made her want to scream. Falling to her knees, a shocked expression upon her doll-like face, those sapphire eyes stared at the human. Gritting her teeth, lowering her hands to the ground she braced herself, taking deep breaths to try and push past the pain. And then, spreading her wings she launched herself off the ground into the air. A black streak in the night she shot out one of the holes in the room, her wings a small sound as it got lighter and lighter the farther she went from the church. Bella couldn't stay in this place - with it's weird weapons and it's annoying, pesky humans. Bastien would know what to do, she had to recuperate.
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Post by Ayanami on Jun 8, 2010 23:36:34 GMT -5
Silence. As quickly as the room was engulfed with the savage resounding of combat...so too did it fall to silence. Noa's arms dropped sluggishly, the a thick sigh relieving the pressure on her lungs from held breath. Nestling back against the pillar she stumbled to the floor, panting from the lack of adequate oxygen.
The pain from her wounds started to burn. Blood pooling from small incisions, lethal probably - but currently nothing to destroy her resolve just yet. Pulling herself forward, she returned to her dropped belongings, retrieving her other gun and phone before moving to the exit.
Flipping the cover open she punched in for paramedic's, spilling out what little bits she could gather. As sirens filled the still quiet night air. She took a final look at the decapitated man.
"Why?" She thought, still staggering in her shifty steps. Returning to her phone she dialed one last number...
knowing fully well that CJ was about to have a fit...
She waited as the phone rang insistently, answering softly as CJ did with a shallow,
"Hello?"
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Post by Mistress K. Darq-Chylde on Jun 9, 2010 18:39:20 GMT -5
CJ flipped the top up on the hip holster she kept her cell phone in as it rang while she was dashing out to her car, the tune "Bitches" by Mindless Self Indulgence alerting her to the fact that it was Noa. She hit the accept button and was about to start screaming obscenities about being irresponsible and all that fun nonsense when she heard her friend's hoarse voice come from the receiver and sirens in the background.
Rather than waiting for an explanation, she said hurriedly as she fumbled with her keys, managing to finally unlock her little black Kia and sliding into the driver's seat: "Don't waste your breath trying to explain it to me now, hun. I had one helluva night too, like you wouldn't BELIEVE..." She tossed on her aviator sunglasses and turned the key in the ignition. "Help's on the way and you're strong enough to stay alive until they get there. I've gotta jet to work... Love you, and thanks for calling me, you betch." She added the last lightly, affection clear in her voice. "Text me the room number they've got you in if they admit you, and I'll see you in between shifts." With that she hung up and peeled out of the parking lot, being careful to watch for cops as she did some unsafe maneuvers and drove at least twenty MPH over the speed limit.
She arrived safely and in one piece, barely, with no civilian casualties on the way. Quickly adjusting her short black skirt and white button-up shirt, Carmelia sauntered into the diner, hoping she was doing a good job of acting like nothing was wrong with the world.
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Post by Mistress K. Darq-Chylde on Jun 9, 2010 18:42:02 GMT -5
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