Thread: Deception and Lies ( Ava & Thomas )

Eola rolled her eyes at the notion of lying about what you killed. Tales could be stretched a far as they eye could see. Eola certainly had her fair share. I truly know not how wealthy I am. I prefer the more simplistic lifestyle. That wasn't to say that she wasn't wealthy. Most of her money sat in various banks across the world. Spread out for emergency purposes. Investments made in various businesses and the royalties made sure that she got a small percent of every single thing sold that she had invested in. The money made itself. The lithe female nodded her head in understanding as he bagged the fangs and watched as he laid upon the bed. He certainly needed more rest than she did. Not to mention he did just heave up a good bunch of proteins and enzymes and was temporarily blinded. Thanks Thomas. It was for earlier. It was certainly a close call. Had he not protected her at the right time, she would not be here to speak of it. A lax smile rested upon her lips as he tried to doze off one more time. The idea of playing with holy water was certainly not appealing to her since the slightest little drop could do her harm as well... it would not be a first. Their guest of honor was dragged into the bathroom and placed so that his knees sat against the edge of the tub and his wrists and feet remained bound together. Head slumped forward over the edge of the tub which she now began to fill up with water. The gun was opened and the rounds were revealed. One. Two bullets were dropped into the water, directly from the gun. A splash into the water and a small sizzle could be heard as a drop or two splashed onto their person of question and ate away a small bit of skin. The gun was set in the sink aas she went back into the room and closed the front door to the best of her abilities and grabbed another pouch of blood from her suitcase. Perhaps the scent would arouse their guest even faster. She quickly put her boots on once more and placed her gun where it once was before heading back to the bathroom. With the toilet seat and its lid down she sat back and sipped on her sustenance. Eola poured just enough to coat her finger in the blood and dangled it beneath the vic's and nose a snarl sounded before red inflamed eyes flashed open. A swift slap to the face and a the leech ceased his incessant snarling. You give us a bad name young one. Qui vous envoie? No? Hm...Wer schickt dich? Hmmm... you are fresh aren't you? Sino ang nagpadala sa iyo? The male struggled with restraints and continued to struggle like a rabid animal until he exhausted his energy. Kill... me.....kill me. The deep voice sounded. A small smile crept upon her lips as she leaned in closer to him. No my darling... that would be too easy. You are lucky. I use to skin my toys...piece by piece. Alas...I have to be a bit slower on you...so the pain will take much...much longer. Her voice was low in the most sensual of manners. The words and tone were as welcoming as a kiss from a black widow. Tell me what I want and I shall give you a swift death. Hesitate... and you'll take a dip in the pool before you. Up she stood, the palm of her hand cradling the back of his skull. Do you have an answer? She heard the male spit before him as a sick gesture of denial and without hesitation she plunged his head into the water. Screams muffled by searing water upon tainted flesh. Grabbing at his tendrils, slender fingers pulled his hair back and listened as flesh gently bubbled and he gasped for hair. Teeth gritted, biting back the clearly painful groans of his little forewarning. Care to try that again. She watched as he leaned over