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 Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 7:39 pm
D looks at him laying on the floor, feeling guilty. She folds up the blanket neatly and places it near him.
"Here, use it as a pillow or lay it out on the floor. It's rather thick...." She trails off. He can't really enjoy sleeping on the cold hard stones?
Giving a little sigh of defeat she heads back up the steps to the kitchen. "Well, see you in the morn... err....evening." She calls before quietly closeing the cellar door.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 7:40 pm
*he watches her go out of the corner of his eye, remaining completely still and silent. When she's gone he stares upward at the dark ceiling, illuminated vaguely from the small slit of light coming in from the door. He closes his eyes and drifts off. But his sleep is not peaceful, and all the talk of the previous night and his unusual surroundings gives him terrible nightmares. It isn't long before he's whimpering and gibbering in his sleep with dreams of being skinned and raped with a long, cruel looking knife, chained in a dark, cold cell*
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 7:44 pm
The sun is only just rising but D is worn out from staying up all night. I'd better go feed the animals and then I'll jump into bed she figures.
So she goes outside to the stable, fills their feed bags and opens the gate to the paddock so they can run about durring the day. Heading back in she lowly makes her way upstairs to her room and colapses on the bed. But destipe being tired, her mind whirls and keeps her from falling asleep.
Gee, mum would roll over in her grave if she knew I was letting a vampire stay.
A murdering vampire at that. The back of her mind pipes up.
He was tortured! He couldn't help it!
He still did it...
Yeah but that was centuries ago, he's changed, he's sorry, he doesn't do anything like that anymore.
Old habits die hard. What did he say? His victims were usually women?
Yeah so?
You're a woman....
"Shut up!" She clamped her hand over her mouth, realising she said that last bit out loud. This was getting her nowhere. Perhaps a nice hot tea would help? So she headed back downstairs and into the kitchen.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 7:45 pm
*he barks out a string of violent swearing in Romanian and scuffles on the hard, stone floor, followed by a heartrending, wolfish howl of intense pain*
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 7:46 pm
D instantly drops the mug she was holding, smashing as it hits the floor. "Damn!" She curses, it was one of her favs. At least there wasn't any liquid in it yet. She goes to pick up the pieces but stops after cutting a finger on one of the sharper bits. "Damn..." She curses again and sucks on it.
Staring at the cellar door she, she wonders. Was that Nar? What the hell is he doing to himself?! She creeps closer, leaning her ear towards it to see if she can hear anything else.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 7:47 pm
*he growls a little, but remains for the most part quiet, listening to his mistress speak to him of future torture to come.*
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 7:49 pm
She hears a faint growl from time to time but it's practically silent in there. She puts a hand on the door handle, turning it but stops before pushing the door open. Rule number one was 'Give guests their privacy. Don't go barging in!'. She bits her lip. He didn't sound okay.... maybe if she knocked first?
So she does. "Naraka? Umm... is everything alright down there?" She calls hesitantly.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 7:49 pm
*he remains still, exaughsted, and giving in to his helplessness, starts to weep*
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 7:51 pm
D listens intently, ear pressed firmly to the door. There was no reply but was that.... sobs? Yes, definatly. Well she couldn't very well stay up here and leave him. Privacy rule or not.
Opening the door a fraction she peers in. Her eyes, now used to the daylight have trouble seeing in the dark. All she can make out is the slightly darker shadow of his sleeping form.
"Nar, Nar, what's wrong?" She whispers, taking a couple of steps down the stairs.
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 7:53 pm
*he paws at the stone floor, barely aware of someone talking to him. Slowly he starts to awaken, but remains befuddled in a half-sleep state*
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 8:05 pm
D quickly desends the rest of the steps but doesn't rush immediatly over to him. She's given him plently of shocks by getting too close when he's not paying attention. He still didn't look completely 'with-it' right now. Obvious he'd been asleep and was having some sort of dream? She didn't know. She'd heard him taking in his sleep once before so it might have been possible.
See him groping around with his hand she takes a step closer. What was it her mum used to do? Ah right. She kneels down just within arms reach. "Shhhhh.... shhhh.... it was just a dream...." She says as calm and quietly as she can. Imitating how her mum would try to reasure her after a nightmare. She cautiously reaches out and pats his hand.
(( oh btw, she closed the door behind her. Can't have the sunlight streaming in. ))
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 8:06 pm
*his mind swims through images of torment, slowly he comes into reality and realizes that he's no longer chained. He is free, and his tormentor is at his mercy. He sees her dark shape over him and, without warning, shifts to his feet and legs and springs for her throat, clamping down with a vehement force. But he doesn't tear her throat out yet.... he wants to make her suffer first*
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 8:07 pm
A startled scream is halfwayout her throat at his sudden movement but it gets caught as he clamps onto her neck, coming out as a rasping gasp. "N-!! Ge.. off!!" She strains to call out, staring wide eyed and hands immediatly reaching up to try and free herself.
(( not that she has the strength of course. ))
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 8:08 pm
*he growls ferociously in his throat and sinks his fangs deeply into her neck. Luckily, his quick attack didn't give for careful calculation, so his bite missed her more vital veins. The living blood in his mouth confuses his senses and he realizes that he hasn't got a vampire. A girl? A victim. Make her suffer. Rape her. He reaches for her shirt starts to tear at it. But wait... wasn't he just being skinnned? Confused, he gives a fitful shake of his head, worrying her wounds, before he releases her and leaps away to the stairs, where he crouches and snarls like a demon*
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Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2004 8:11 pm
Tears start to well in D's eyes as he bites into her. She can feel the cold long fangs sink in and she starts to feel sick. This can't be happening! She screams in her mind. Told you so. The little voice niggles in the back of her head. She trys to fend him off but she's feeling faint now, shock settling in, and her attempts are very feeble. Then she's shaken and released, dropping to the ground with a thud. Her eyes blink a few moments, her tears spilling out and down her cheeks. I'm not dead? The pain in her neck is intense but it seems to prove that last point.
She's definatly not dead, she can hear snarling somewhere above her. Up the stairs? That means she's trapped. Her body takes over and she pulls her self into a corner. Too shocked at what just happened to do more than just slump against the wall. The blood from her wound dying her white shirt red.
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