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|  | Time To Feed « Thread Started on Dec 15, 2005, 5:01pm » | |
Vincent peered over the edge of the Cafe building. Hoping to see a helpless victim, but to no luck. Vincent stepped back wards and began pacing upon the roof of the building, waiting patiently for his next meal. After what felt like hours, the sound of the Cafe door open and closing reached his ears. He suddenly walked to the back of the building and jumped down hidden by the shadows. As the girl walked out from the Cafe she heard a tapping coming from the side of the building. Curiosity set in, she walked around the side of the building to see nothing but shadows, but still heard the tap, tap, tapping. She was beginning to get quite annoyed by the sound, so began investigating more. As she was about to round the corner to the back of the building, she was grabbed. He smiled wide, as the girl rounded the corner. He stopped the tapping of the cane on the ground and put it by his side. As the girl turned the corner, Vincent jumped out and grabbed the girl around the waist with his left arm, and covered her mouth with his right hand.
"Your mine now, madame."
His fangs elongated as he descended upon her neck. His fangs pierced her skin as she made out a muffled yelp. The feeling of ecstasy within Vincent was rising, it was maybe two days since he had last fed. Before he knew it, the girl was becoming limp and began to shake. Vincent brought his head up again, letting the blood drip off his fangs. He looked at the girl's wide eyes which were filled with fear and tears. He licked his lips and teeth, then whispered silently into the girl's ear,
"You are lucky to be alive, my dear. I don't want to kill you, but you should be more careful in the future. Now run along, that is all I need from you."
He let the girl go and as soon as she could, she began to run the tears running down her face. Vincent pulled his hat down over his eyes, and smiled. He then lifted his cane, which was leaning against the wall, the began to walk away again. Suddenly he heard foot steps. had he been heard, had he been seen? He made sure that the two of them were alone, he had also made sure that he was as quiet as he could. Before he knew it the footsteps had gotten closer and it was to late to run away. The footsteps were now coming around the corner....
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|  | Re: Time To Feed « Reply #1 on Dec 18, 2005, 5:00am » | |
Minuet was one who was not to be messed with most of the time, and she knew something was up tonight, mostly because her improved senses told her. Her blue eyes gazed over the sidewalk as she exited the cafe. Her gaze was slightly intrusive, as she saw very well in the dark, and it was difficult for anyone to sneak up on her, look at her, she was a werewolf. Putting her hands in her pockets, she took her right hand out and put her black choker back on around her slim neck, before started down the steps of the cafe. All of a sudden, she spun around and looked at the image in the dark.
A vampire most likely, and she felt the wolf inside her shift and squirm. She had never much been a fan of the blood sucking... well.. you get the idea. Looking back up the stairs, she took on down the sidewalk. She didn't have a fear for them, she just didn't like them. Pulling her hand out of her pocket again, she pulled a strand of dark hair out of her face and Continued on.
The inner wolf growled as she came closer, and she knew he was right their. Yes, she knew it was a guy, and he had just fed. He reeked of blood, and it made her stomach flop over on itself. Disgusting. "Well, hello there Vamp..", she said. She had called Vamp's this ever since she had become such good friends with Alli and Ara, but those two stayed away from the nasty red liquid. "Whatcha doin?" she asked, raising her brow and leaning against the brick wall.
Her eyes shined, but the wolf wanted to rip him limb from limb, but, she knew a werewolf's blood was a delicacy for the vamps so she remained silent after this and waited for the blood drinker to say anything. She was used to them having smart-allec comebacks, so she was ready for it with her own.
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