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Post by Vladislaus Dracula on Mar 3, 2008 22:25:12 GMT -5
He lifted his hands up in the air. "A vampire usually always keeps his promises, and I for one, keep my promises. Always." he said seriously. He sat down by a tree just staring at her. "You said stop. I'm stopping" he said looking her up and down at her scrapes and bruises. "Although I never said I would stop for that long. Just enough to let you catch a breath for a minute or two" he said smiling.
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Guenivere Aberneathy
Human 
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I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real
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Post by Guenivere Aberneathy on Mar 3, 2008 22:37:50 GMT -5
Guenivere glared at him for a moment, resisting the urge to tell him to f**k off and moved to her saddle bags, grasping a roll of bandages out of it and tried to wrap her wrist. However, she was not having much luck with one hand. She, for a moment, was going to ask the man to help her, but changed her mind and finally succeeded on her own. She moved to sit beside him at the tree, leaning against it but keeping her distance. She felt foolish, she had shown her weakness.
Guenivere always acted tough, but her one true weakness was being touched like this man had just touched her. It did not happen often, but when it did, it was hard for her to stay in control. But never had she lost total control like she had just then.
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Post by Vladislaus Dracula on Mar 3, 2008 22:43:02 GMT -5
He glanced over at her through the corner of his eye and just sat there for a moment or two in silence staring at her wrap her hand up. What a strange human she was. "Mmmm times up!" he yelled and jumped on her biting into her neck as hard as he could. He sucked and sucked taking the most he could from her and lifted his head breathing hard with blood all over his mouth. He wanted to make her weaker and weaker but not so weak that he would drain most of the blood from her body making her heart stop. He then got up off her as he suddenly felt weak after drinking her blood. He fell against a huge large pine tree clutching his head. "What the hell!"[/color]
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Guenivere Aberneathy
Human
Demon Hunter
Graphic Artist
I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real
Posts: 65
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Post by Guenivere Aberneathy on Mar 3, 2008 22:48:47 GMT -5
Guenivere screamed in surprise as he attacked, her petite formed pinned as her hands moved to try and fight him off once more. However, after only a moment, her hands simply grasped his sleeves, unable to move, her body arching against him ever so slightly. Her mind was spinning, she couldn't fight even if she wanted to. Perhaps this was how it was meant to be. She hated working for the church, but did she want to be a vampire? When he jumped back, her hand immediately flew to the bitemark at her neck, covering it while she tried to breath.
She was shaking now, chest heaving, a soft moaning sound escaping her lips, one of pain and satisfaction. She was not sure what had happened, but apparently it was something bad. Perhaps she had hurt him through the one thing he needed. She laughed, sarcastic and victorious. "Something wrong?" She asked sarcastically.
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Post by Vladislaus Dracula on Mar 3, 2008 22:52:51 GMT -5
He fell back on his back and shook his head violently. He smirked. "Oh no... are YOU ok..." he said harshly. "You are close to death. I drained you just barely enough so you can live!" he said trying to freak her out. He then gazed into her eyes making her dizzy and dizzyier. [/color]
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Guenivere Aberneathy
Human
Demon Hunter
Graphic Artist
I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real
Posts: 65
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Post by Guenivere Aberneathy on Mar 3, 2008 22:55:18 GMT -5
Guenivere's full weight was leaning against the tree now. "If you're trying to bother me, its not working. I really don't care if I die, my life is just another one lost in the balance." She said softly, though his eyes were causing her to become dizzier. Despite her weakened state, she had not lost her sarcasm. "So what are your plans with me now that I am this weak, Count? Do you plan to kill me, torture me, have your way with me while I cannot fight you? Or do you like a fight, because I can give you one hell of a fight." She snarled, blood seeping through her fingers.
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Post by Vladislaus Dracula on Mar 4, 2008 18:56:58 GMT -5
He hissed at her dropping his hands realizing how much fun it was when she is able to talk. "Well I wasn't going to take you to my castle, but you know what, i think that that will be a hell of alot of fun." He said in a quiet whisper. "Buut I think I'd rather fight you" he said standing still in front of her. "Give me what you got pet"
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Guenivere Aberneathy
Human
Demon Hunter
Graphic Artist
I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real
Posts: 65
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Post by Guenivere Aberneathy on Mar 4, 2008 20:06:07 GMT -5
Guenivere lifted her eyes to look at him, her full weight still leaning against the tree. Slowly, she pulled herself to her feet and took a few deep breaths, trying to regain some control and get some fight into her. Her body was still for a long moment, until she finally moved, pulling her sword out and holding it at her side. She rolled her shoulders, breathing in a deep sigh. Guenivere was good with any weapon she was given, but with a sword, she was lethal.
Even to be so drained, she was able to still swing with some force. She struck suddenly, her sword cutting the air as it slashed towards her opponents arm.
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Post by Vladislaus Dracula on Mar 4, 2008 20:16:44 GMT -5
dracula hissed at her angrily and jumped up high into the air landing high in the tree. "What did I tell you. Those can't hurt me!" he said yelling at her and jumping down behind her smacking her sideways across her thin pale face. He laughed at her and hissed. "Your wasting my time you filthy human"
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Guenivere Aberneathy
Human
Demon Hunter
Graphic Artist
I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real
Posts: 65
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Post by Guenivere Aberneathy on Mar 4, 2008 20:26:42 GMT -5
Guenivere hissed as he hit her in the face and she slowly sheathed her sword. She was out of fight, she didn't even want to try anymore. And there had never been an occasion before where Guenivere just totally gave up. Her spirit had been broken, there was no way she could fight this man off anymore. She simply moved to sit on her calves, on her knees in a sense, and bowed her head, a sign of submission.
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Post by Vladislaus Dracula on Mar 4, 2008 20:41:24 GMT -5
(( I have no idea what else to do in this thread =[))
Dracula shook his head. "tisk tisk... guess your done.. I'll spair your life this time.. Next time I see you, I will feed you to my bride I swear it" He said flying into the sky to his castle.
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Post by Jacen Lucifer on Mar 5, 2008 14:41:51 GMT -5
OOC: If I may step in. Guinevere requested I start here and explain Jacen's relation to Dracula. If that is no longer the case, please disregard this.
He had watched the entire affair. It was nothing uncommon to him. Vampires hunted and killed humans. It was no different then when humans slaughtered cows. And Dracula was the best. Perhaps not the best hunter, but definitely the most powerful and most effective. To incur his wrath was to invite your own death sentence.
Still, he was in my territory!
The castle and it's surrounding and even the small schools and villages of Transylvania were Dracula's territory. He had laid claim to the lands outside it. It fit didn't it? He had stayed out of Dracula's way and Dracula was supposed to stay out of his way.
If only it were that simple...
The two had met and had almost come to blows. Dozens of vampires operating the same amount of territory near one another would do that. Whether Dracula didnt wish to waste his time with him or whether he deemed him as unworthy, the young man could not say. Whatever the reason, the two had only had a few battles of wits.
I have not lived this long to lose to the likes of him...Sooner or later...I will destroy him...
It seemed almost impossible, but he would find a way. He was no match against Dracula during the night, where Dracula could do more than he could. Unless he had a plan and could outsmart the elder vampire, he would just be clutching at straws. His one trick would be to find Dracula during the day and attempt an attack. His minions and defenses though had yet to be breeched...
So he waited...
Which brought him back to the current situation. Dracula was gone and he could no longer sense the old vampire. Taking a deep breath, Jacen stepped out from the shadows of the nearby forest. Dracula often played with his food, but why had he let this one live? What had made her so special?
His eyes grew amber as he observed her, keeping his presence hidden. She was weak. Had lost too much blood to be able to move and think straight. She was probably grasping onto consciousness with one hand.
Choose and act, Jacen. Choose and act
So, he choose. Using his heightened speed, he moved towards the woman, scooped her up and darted across the land. Within minutes, he was inside his own home, having placed the woman on his bed. Already, he could feel her heart returning to a normal rate to beat new blood into her system...
OOC: If this is allowed, then I shall continue it on a thread/location. If not, my apologies. No worries
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