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 Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 6:06 pm
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Blood! The one thing to draw out a vampire was indeed there trickling from the soft lips of this human that was slowly returning from the ground and to his original place. Those once cold grey eyes shifted to a new appearance; The whites of his eyes grew a light reddish gradation and his grey eyes looked brighter, warmer, then they were before...more lively. Thankfully the club was darker and this new look would subside the moment he could no longer smell or taste the small amount of blood that was in the air. Intoxicating! The vampire controlled himself from shuttering from the pleasurable sensation of experiencing such a taste. "On the contrary, love, as you keep calling me," The British man spoke while his accent became rather noticeable. "There is nothing wrong with enjoying the night life over the day life." Those bright predator eyes watched Christopher while reveling in the idea of butchering that hulking mass of idiocy. Oddly the pale steampunk vampire was obviously trying to return the situation into a more pleasurable one by continuing the conversation, "Poetry is not my forte, love..." The small four letter word was now rolling off of his tongue much more easier and in all actuality this vampire was enjoying the company of this man, for once. "That brute may not make it home tonight....his guard is down and with what you and I know, love, there is a psycho path killer out there with a rather Gothic fetish..."
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Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 6:34 pm
•••••••••••••••••••••••••••• ʗɦʀίϛτσρњεг •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••  Christopher crouched down and sweeped up the glass shattered on the ground from when he dropped the glass. He stood back up and tossed the shards away before turning his attention to Oswald. "Are you alright?" he asked softly as he looked into the other man's eyes. He couldn't help but lightly blush as he heard that Oswald had picked up on his little name calling. "Yep you're right." He said softly falling a little out of the conversation and staring off into space. Christopher idly nibbled on his lip that was still bleeding while he leaned against the counter. He had been lost in his train of thought by the time his partner spoke once more. "Hm? Oh, well alright whatever you say." he replied smiling softly. His eyes rolled at the mention of the city's new menace and he sighed. "Just what I need. More paper work and a dead body." he mumbled and sighed. His eyes looked to the entrance noticing some kind of commotion going on there. ....attraction to another is complicated and twisted....so of course I like it.
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chris winters Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 7:22 pm
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Oswald sighed while chiding the other male with one of his many excuses, "Its just the flashing lights are just bothering my eyes...nothing to worry 'bout, love!" The man with the shoulder length hair spoke while his nose now picked up on the scent of death. Not here....not now! The vampire thought while his eyes slightly narrowed. Low and behold a woman was standing there with a horrified look on her face. Her neck had old blood drying on her now pale white skin. Those large soft breasts heaved as she breathed heavily. Slowly she moved to the counter and looked at the bartender with hungry lust filled eyes. "You.........you...." She whispered while Oswald watched her movements. "Chris....I think this woman is the culprit to those crimes....look at her mouth!" Now the steampunk man got up and moved back from her. This is all working too well! He thought while his eyes looked back at his partner. Coated on this woman's face was dried blood, not only from her more recent victims...but somewhere on her was Oswald's own blood...yet the amount was so little that the CSI crew could not find it.
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Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 7:51 pm
•••••••••••••••••••••••••••• ʗɦʀίϛτσρњεг ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Christopher chuckled softly and nodded hearing the excuse. "Alright. now why are you calling me love all of a sudden?" he asked softly looking at Oswald now. His eyes closed as he rested his head in his hand once more. He sighed and ran a hand threw his dark hair before opening his eyes up to look at who had come up next to the counter. At the site he jumped back from the counter a shocked almost horrified expression now crossing over his face. The woman was dripping with blood from her mouth for goodness sake! A shiver ran down his spine at the site. "Oh really? I thought she was acting." he replied sarcastically. ....attraction to another is complicated and twisted....so of course I like it.
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 8:56 am
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Oswald looked at the newly made vampire with a stern gaze while keeping his distance. It was as if the woman could not even see the vampire. For anything with a pulse was things that she looked at, anything that was warm. He ignored the previous conversation while the sound of people screaming could be heard. "Chris...do you have any weapons on your person...." The man dressed like a Victorian prince spoke while moving slightly closer to Chris to which the mere act forced the vampiress to turn her gaze at the vampire. Her expression was full of confusion as she spoke, "I need help...I.....help me......" The woman then let a cry of pain escape from her lips as she buckled to the ground clutching her stomach. Then with out warning the woman lept into the air and was now standing on the bar counter while her gaze returned to the other raven haired man. "Have you ever.....made love?" She asked while picking up the scent of his blood. "You smell so....delicious....so....I MUST HAVE YOU!" She growled while jumping on top of the other...yet she didn't make it on him. Oswald, somehow, was already in front of the woman to which her fangs sunk into his arm. Her eyes widened as the old blood that was in her mouth caused her to remember something...yet for some reason she could not articulate what it was...The man with the red rimmed eyes grabbed her and literally threw her off of the bartender. Then the vampire woman crawled away while hiding in the shadows....
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 2:35 pm
•••••••••••••••••••••••••••• ʗɦʀίϛτσρњεг ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Christopher shuffled to the side shivering visible for a moment as those creepy eyes followed every shaking breath he took. His eyes glanced up to look at the screaming crowd that was quickly running through every exit possible. "No......the only thing I have are handcuffs." he replied quietly and shied away from the girl on the other side of the bar. He watched as Oswald moved then his almost frightened eyes watched the woman closely. Confusion crossed over his face as the girl spoke. 'Help her?' he thought raising an eyebrow in question. Christopher jumped about a foot in the air as the bloody girl began screaming and collapsed to the floor. He quickly moved to the counter and leaned over it if only for a second before the woman was jumping on it. “Sh*t!” Chris practically screamed as he bolted from the counter stumbling back and hitting the floor. “W-what?” he asked baffled by all that was happening. His eyebrows rose at the next sentence as he sat up leaning back against his hands. Then when he saw the woman coming down on him, or more like didn’t see her at all the man quickly shielded his face and bit his once more bleeding lip. When he didn’t feel the weight of another fall on him his eyes opened up and he looked up to see Oswald throwing the woman like a doll. “Are you alright?” Christopher asked as he stood up glancing towards where he had last seen the girl.....attraction to another is complicated and twisted....so of course I like it.
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 9:45 am
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As the she-vampire crawled away from the bar and then ran out of the club the pale steampunk vampire looked at his arm where she bit him. "Chris I'll be fine..." He spoke while the whites in his eyes were rimmed with an even darker shade of crimson. Oswald kept his back to the raven haired bartender while trying to calm his lust down for some blood. He then found a bar towel and wrapped it around the wound and just watched the door carefully, "I think we should leave..." The vampire spoke while his grey eyes focused on the door. I have to feed! I NEED Chris He thought while lightly licking his dry lips, "Maybe we should go back to my place and brain storm on what just happened..." That sounds rather brilliant and of course he'll agree...for he has never been over my house.... Oswald thought while still wrapping the towel around his arm.
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 2:19 pm
•••••••••••••••••••••••••••• ʗɦʀίϛτσρњεг ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Chris walked over to Oswald and peered over his shoulder at the wound. "You sure you don't want me to take a look at it?" he asked softly his eyes still on the wound as it was wrapped up. The man set his chin on the other man's shoulder his mind wondering off now. He looked up to the man once he spoke again and nodded slightly. "Alright." he mumbled and stood back up straight off of Oswald. Christopher sucked on his almost slightly bleeding lip. "You are inviting me over to your house?" he asked smirking now as he wiped off his lip, he must have bit his lip when he fell. ....attraction to another is complicated and twisted....so of course I like it.
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 4:49 pm
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"Indeed, we need a place to think and also to not be here!" The vampire paused while turning to face the other with those eyes that were rimmed with crimson, "Besides...my condition is acting up and I have a feeling that the police that will be sent out here would not believe either of our testimonies..." He then ran his fingers throw his greyish black hair while these eyes seemed to be burning with either lust or hunger. "We both need to rationalize just what happened so we can catch her with our minds cleared of all of the...macabre." with that he took his hand and grasped the wrist of Chris loosely and started to lead him out of the club.
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 8:32 pm
•••••••••••••••••••••••••••• ʗɦʀίϛτσρњεг ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Christopher nodded showing his appearance with leaving. His eyes stared into Oswald's curiously noticing the crimson rim around the edge. "I can tell mister sickly." he said softly worried now about the man. He was always sick and he wondered why. As usual he didn't see the emotions in the mans eyes. He smirked lightly knowing the other was probably true. What would they tell them that some vampire tried to eat them. "There you go again, macabre. What will you think of next." Christopher mumbled and shook his head. His eyes fell on his wrist as it was taken in Oswald's hand. For a moment he followed the man as he lead him outside. "My hand is down here, if your going to drag me at least don't break my wrist." he joked and wiggled his fingers. So maybe almost being eaten by some psycho hadn't knocked the fun out of Chris's Friday night. ....attraction to another is complicated and twisted....so of course I like it.
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Posted: Fri Apr 09, 2010 3:25 pm
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The vampire paused for merely half a second to glance down at the other's wrist, raising an eyebrow in question. "What, scared of the dark?" he teased quietly "Need me to hold your hand?" he questioned, grinning a little, but not enough to show his fangs. However he released the other's wrist regardless, letting the other follow on his own. As they came upon the vampire's mustang Oswald calmly opened the door for the other before getting in on the other side. He knew that now was not the time to let his blood lust get the better of him. While Chris may be smiling and such, he knew there had to be adrenaline and fear in the other. It was necessary to calm the other a little bit, before Oswald took what he wanted from the human detective.
((Hey Chris, if you and Qui had anything in particular planned lemme know =3 ))
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Posted: Fri Apr 09, 2010 10:56 pm
•••••••••••••••••••••••••••• ʗɦʀίϛτσρњεг ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "Not sense I was like five, maybe four." Chris replied and shrugged. He couldn't help but smirk at how playful the other was out of work. "How come your so different when we are work, it be nice to see you crack a smile sometime." he said as they got closer to Oswald's lovely car. When the other opened his door for him he smiled and said a little "Thank you." before climbing in and buckling up. He sighed and shut his eyes working on calming down a little bit more now that he was in the car. After a moment his mind started to wander to the girl covered in blood that had jumped up on the bar. He replayed everything that happened in his head over and over till he caught something. She had bite marks on her neck too, they were a little jagged and smaller, but they were there. Why had she asked for help though? Then he thought of what had come from her mouth after that and opened his eyes while quietly chuckling and looking out the window.
(Alright. But I don't think we had anything going...
Oh and if you want to change anything about Oswald just tell me...but his name is so cute and it matches Chris' dog sooo...can we keep it.))....attraction to another is complicated and twisted....so of course I like it.
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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 3:17 pm
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Oswald watched the other for a moment as he started the car and drove it smoothly onto the street. "It's just my condition" he said coolly "Besides, people leave me to myself and my own business if I am not so easy to approach" He watched the other through the corner of his red tinted eyes which were half shaded so the other didn't notice.
It was easy enough to read the emotions on the human man's face. He was thinking, mulling over some detail that was being left out. Oswald's eyes narrowed more for a moment before he focused his attention on driving once more. If Chris had any suspicions to the true killer the other would voice them. And even if he said something vague, the vampire could catch what the other truly meant to say.
It didn't take them long for to get to Oswald's home. He parked and got out, locking the doors to the mustang before walking up to the door, keys in hand. He wondered, should he make a sexual advance to the other first, or just feed on the man and be done with it. As his eyes flicked over the other man's form he decided on the former of the two options.
The vampire unlocked the door and stepped inside, putting his hat on a hook near the door and waiting until the other turned to shut the door.
((Nah it's fine, I like Oswald =3 also, if you want more stuff to happen before Oswald has his fun/meal xD lemme know =3 ))
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 4:15 pm
•••••••••••••••••••••••••••• ʗɦʀίϛτσρњεг ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• For once the dark haired man didn't speak his thoughts. He decided to keep business away from his first night off and still tried to piece a few things together. Christopher sighed softly and ran a hand threw his hair trying to relax again, the face of the woman who showed up unnerved him to no ends.
'All that blood....ugh I just know I'm getting another three a.m. wake up call Saturday.' he thought and a soft smirk actually crossed over his lips. The man shut his eyes and listened to the roar of the engine, it was actually soothing in a way he really couldn't explain.
When the engine finally came to a rest Christopher looked up to see where they where and smirked slightly. He climbed out of the car and shut the door behind him. After a moment of glancing around the front of the house he followed Oswald inside oddly eager to see what his mysterious partner's house was like.
Once inside he slipped off his shoes, it was a custom he grew up with and then turned to close the door behind him. ....attraction to another is complicated and twisted....so of course I like it.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 5:31 pm
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Oswald smirked as he watched the other come in, lost in thought and completely unsuspecting. Quickly and as silently as a wraith the vampire pushed the door shut while pinning Chris against it. Without waiting for the other to respond he ran a finger down the other's neck, feeling a shudder run through him as he felt the other's pulse through his fingertip. His fangs ached and he felt his lower half get a little... aroused at the thought of what was whirling through Oswald's mind. Carefully and smoothly he positioned one of his legs between Chris to keep him from pulling away, although the vampire's superior strength and speed would prevent escape anyways. However he did like it when they struggled a little. It made what was coming that much sweeter.
The vampire's hands quickly went to work, stripping off the other's shirt and undoing the man's pants, while Oswald effectively ignored any sounds of protest that Chris may or may not have made. As his cold, predator-like eyes examined the other he felt a moderate urge to claim the other's rose petal lips, but restrained himself, knowing that Chris would probably lose it if he felt the fangs.
"Now.. Chris" Oswald said, wondering if the other could sense the danger by now, "I can make this easy or hard for you..." he breathed "either way depends on how you react and how much or how little you struggle" he smirked just a little. Truthfully he wouldn't mind raping the other and then feeding off of him til he was to exhausted to move.
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