Kaiyuga
Impure Ghoul
{Race} Succubus {Weapon} Body Manip. I am the lustful fire, the cold desire and the yearn to live
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Post by Kaiyuga on Apr 24, 2009 3:34:06 GMT -5
Nerys admired the bright city lights of 60th Avenue as she sat at a small circular table with a pot light. She glanced down at her large stout glass, prodding the floating ice cubes in her cherry soda as the eclectic medley of taxi horns, random passerbys shouting at each other and street corner musicians caught her ears.
Who would it be this evening, she wondered, unconsciously suckling on the tip of her pinky as she traced the rim of her glass. She gazed among the potentials, feeling whatever blood was left in her body rise. There was a nice looking chap in the corner, sporting a casual button up and nursing a warm glass of irish coffee.
There was also a younger male with a long blonde ponytail, and instantly she bit her bottom lip subtly- she always had a thing for long hair. She had to be calm though, had to prepare a plan to engage and succeed. But god, did she thirst for satisfaction. She could feel the Hunger rise.
But of course, if she fed now, she could present her new fashion design piece to Vogue tomorrow without a problem.
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Rane
Apprentice Demon
[Race]Semi-human [Lvl]6 [Weapons]Sword and body
Posts: 701
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Post by Rane on Apr 24, 2009 3:43:32 GMT -5
Kemen strolled past the cafe, halberd tucked safely behind his shoulder, blade down. He glanced casually around, wondering what types would be out tonight. His thoughts drifted over to his brother, as they usually did, and he thought about how Hir was doing with his training right now. It was about time for him to go check up on Hir, make sure he was keeping with his training. Kemen smiled lightly, remembering the last time he had dropped in.
His thoughts were interrupted as his eyes stopped on a stunning beauty. Rather than immediately shut down, however, his brain came alert, warning bells sounding. This was no ordinary woman, of that he was sure. What kind, however, he couldn't fathom. His special sense was telling him somthing, but he wasnt attuned to it enough to read exactly what it was. Making a decision, Kemen turned into the cafe and sat down at a table not too far from the lady, observing as he ordered a coffee.
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Post by Alucard on Apr 24, 2009 20:09:56 GMT -5
{[mmm i is lurking x3 oh and welcome to Oom kaiyuga ]}
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Kaiyuga
Impure Ghoul
{Race} Succubus {Weapon} Body Manip. I am the lustful fire, the cold desire and the yearn to live
Posts: 37
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Post by Kaiyuga on Apr 26, 2009 7:32:57 GMT -5
Her fingertips tapped lightly on the rim of her glass, the blood red streak in her dark mocha hair gently caressing her Indian cinnamon cheek. How would she go about it? She licked her glossed lips of a stray bead of cherry soda, eyes casually perusing the heads of potentials. A conversation? A faux impromptu of "haven't I seen you before"s and "Oops, I dropped something"s?
As she considered her options, her gaze briefly connected with another, someone new to the scenery as she sniffed. She quickly averted her eye contact, looking about as if lost in thought. She shouldn't've been surprised- it's not like she was the only one in existence.
Regardless,why one approached her in such close proximity was beyond her, but she paid little mind as she chose her target- a young college art student with espresso black hair and deep hazel eyes. She licked her lips in anticipation before she got up with her purse, rigging it to have her lipstick fall out when she passed the young human.
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Rane
Apprentice Demon
[Race]Semi-human [Lvl]6 [Weapons]Sword and body
Posts: 701
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Post by Rane on Apr 26, 2009 10:37:57 GMT -5
He took a sip as he watched her stand, and he saw with interest that she had set the lipstick just so so that it would fall as she passed a college student. He set the cup down and waited to see what would happen. A small smirk flashed across his mouth as he figured out her game, though he still wasnt sure what she was. A notion was forming in the back of his mind, but he wouldnt pursue until the outcome of this event.
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Kaiyuga
Impure Ghoul
{Race} Succubus {Weapon} Body Manip. I am the lustful fire, the cold desire and the yearn to live
Posts: 37
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Post by Kaiyuga on Apr 26, 2009 12:25:50 GMT -5
She bypassed a wandering waiter, causing her hip to shift her purse into dropping the lipstick as she passed.
"Excuse me, miss?" She stopped, slender brows raised as her soft lips pursed.
"Mm?"
"I believe you dropped this." She watched as the student presented the deep papaya-hued lipstick to he, smiling earnestly. She thanked him and reached down to accept it, but then more contents of her purse spilled out- notes, cell phone, make up bag, notes, wallet.
"Oh god!" she muttered, kneeling down to retrieve her items and to keep the folds of her skirt down to the ground, "I feel like such an idiot."
"Don't be, here, let me help you." The student put down his sketch book, holding up waitering traffic as he helped her tuck her items back into the places where they belonged. She looked up as she finished tucking her wallet back into the inner compartment, making eye contact with him as she smiled sweetly.
"Thank you so much."
The student was taken aback for a moment, and though he did not blush, he could feel his body heat rise. She stood up, sweeping the folds of her skirt back down as she adjusted her blouse collar. She smiled and nodded to him goodbye before vanishing into the restaurant. He sat back down, looking smitten before picking up his pad and charcoal and beginning to sketch furiously. Nerys came back soon afterward, taking her seat again and holding herself particularly still. From time to time, she stole a glance back at the boy, smiling as she knew he was sketching her.
However, that thought persisted as to why another was in the vicinity as her. She prayed it would not throw her off from a promising meal this evening.
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Post by Alucard on Apr 26, 2009 20:20:40 GMT -5
{[ sorry to interject but kai you need info under your name like Rane and i x3 ]}
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Rane
Apprentice Demon
[Race]Semi-human [Lvl]6 [Weapons]Sword and body
Posts: 701
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Post by Rane on Apr 27, 2009 13:14:26 GMT -5
Kemen shook his head and smiled. He almost envied the college kid, for having been chosen by her. Almost. He knew what she was now, he could tell by the way she moved, the way she acted, and most of all the way she interacted with those she chose to interact with. He was tempted to confront her, then thought better of it. There were too many people here, too many innocents that could be hurt. So he would wait, perhaps until later tonight when she was done. Then he would set his plan into motion. His smile turned into a grin as he stared at her from under the bandanna. This could be interesting, he thought
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Kaiyuga
Impure Ghoul
{Race} Succubus {Weapon} Body Manip. I am the lustful fire, the cold desire and the yearn to live
Posts: 37
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Post by Kaiyuga on Apr 27, 2009 16:40:14 GMT -5
After giving the boy a good twenty minutes to sketch, she got up gracefully, striding past once more ans placing her bag and glass on his table. He, absorbed in his drawing, didn't notice her movement until the tips of her hair dangled on the edge of his pad.
"May I ask what you are drawing?" She asked pleasantly, giving a professionally sweet smile as she leaned over to look. Her blouse had revealed the junction to which her bosom came together as she gazed at his sketch, causing his cheeks to shine a bright rose hue, "My, you have such a good eye for detail!"
"Th-thank you!" he stuttered, blushing still as she gazed into his hazel with hypnotic green eyes, "Tell me, what's your name?"
"J-Jeremy." he struggled to form the word, slowly putting his pad down, "I've been in SVA for the past three years."
"Three? So that would make you 20-21 years old, is that correct?"
"21."
Her smile persisted- young, fresh blood, and how it rushed to his head in such copious amounts. She could feel her saliva glands tense, the yearn for blood almost insatiable as she kept her emotions and actions in check.
It wasn't long before he was following her into the back of the restaurant. As she led her meal to the back, however, she stole a gaze at the stranger who had been keeping tabs with her for the duration of her stay. Perhaps if she returned, she may find a way to escape him. She didn't like stalkers, especially those imbued with the knowledge of slaying her kind.
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Rane
Apprentice Demon
[Race]Semi-human [Lvl]6 [Weapons]Sword and body
Posts: 701
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Post by Rane on May 4, 2009 13:10:17 GMT -5
Kemen idly ran a finger around the rim of his glass, until he was sure her eyes were on him. Then he looked directly at her, smiling almost kindly, but his eyes said something completely different. His eyes held no mirth, but rather the heated look of a hunter stalking its prey. It was ironic, Kemen thought in the back of his head, how a hunter could so easily realize that she is, in fact, the hunted. His smile turned almost malicious, as his eye never left hers.
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Kaiyuga
Impure Ghoul
{Race} Succubus {Weapon} Body Manip. I am the lustful fire, the cold desire and the yearn to live
Posts: 37
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Post by Kaiyuga on May 5, 2009 16:08:14 GMT -5
Nerys kept her lips pressed to her victim's mouth, smothering out any impromptu noises he might make as his hands gripped the rim of the toilet seat. Sure, it was not her ideal place to cash in her victim, violets and lavender spread about caramel sheets, but a bathroom stall would do. Besides, the door was locked and a maintainance sign hung out front to prevent any interruptions.
Even as she bit into his neck, drawing a silent scream of shock and allure, that small, worrisome thought buzzed in the back of her mind. She kept her victim planted in his position, his back pressed against the cool porcelain shell as she cradled the back of his head. He felt his body go numb from pleasure and steady anemia, head rolling back to stare at the flickering bulb as the ringing grew louder in his ears.
She dragged her tongue over the bite wounds, her saliva sealing the puncture sites shut as she thrummed in contentment. She gently rose from his lap, catching he breath as she pushed back one of her victim's eyelids to see his pupil. She always worried about overfeeding on her victims. She did not need fledglings at this point in her life, although the ironic thought caused her to smirk. She massaged her victim's chest, right over his heat as she gently whispered to him.
He came to, dazed and disoriented as he cradled his temple. She warned him not to move so suddenly, to which he responded that he couldn't feel any of his three legs. She chuckled politely, adjusting her outfit as her victim took his time to watch her mask the cinnamon temple that was her body.
"You'e unlike any woman I've ever met."
Ah, an ancient phrase.
"I have that ability." she responded coyly, adjusting her collar.
"Can I call you sometime?"
The second of the ancient phrases.
"But of course. I'd like to get to know you better." she kissed the tip of his nose, slipping her card into his hand subtly before exiting the stall.
Now for the bigger threat- did she come out the way she came in, or find the back door and flee? The vibe she got from the stranger at the table had not been pleasant ever since it occurred to her.
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Rane
Apprentice Demon
[Race]Semi-human [Lvl]6 [Weapons]Sword and body
Posts: 701
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Post by Rane on May 5, 2009 16:44:40 GMT -5
Kemen waited a significant amount of time, wondering when she would finish her feeding. Just as he was about to grow impatient, he felt something change. He nodded to himself, she must have finished. What a wonderful thing it was, to be able to sense these things. He was not as in tune with his senses as others were, especially his brother Hir, but he could feel slightly, enough to know in general what had transpired. He waited wondering if she would face him or not.
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Post by Sirus Gilren on May 5, 2009 17:57:46 GMT -5
Michael had learned the truth about revenge. It would slow him down. Plus he would become bitter. The best thing is to move on. Michael happened upon a nearby cafe. He was quite happy for a teen would had seen much tragedy. He went inside the cafe and ordered a tall mug of Captain Morgan. When he started to drink his rum. He noticed a male waiting for something. He knew not what, but he suspected something is going to happen.
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Post by Alucard on May 7, 2009 22:28:06 GMT -5
[oh you know now that i think about it this would be a perfect place for an amnissia king/merlins successor x3 maybe next time]
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Kaiyuga
Impure Ghoul
{Race} Succubus {Weapon} Body Manip. I am the lustful fire, the cold desire and the yearn to live
Posts: 37
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Post by Kaiyuga on May 13, 2009 18:48:50 GMT -5
What tactics did she have? Perhaps bailing out the back door would give the stranger the slip, but for how long? If he was a hunter, he'd surely be on her track fast enough. However, facing him in the open may not be such a bad idea, too many people, too many faces- humans may not know of the dark underworld of night, but they sure as hell get curious when information bleeds out.
She unlocked the bathroom door, peering out to see if any were perusing the hallway before she emerged, smoothing a wrinkle on her skirt as she flipped back her long black hair. The cafe was still packed with evening goers, some still dressed in an attire fit for the Metropolitan Opera House while others looked like classes at SVA had just gotten out. But in the crowd, she spotted her mark instantly, that stranger who spotted her every move.
Taking a risk, she approached his table and sat across from him, smiling gently.
"I've noticed you've been eyeing me for a while, sir. Is there something I can do for you?"
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