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Thread: Winter and Darling

If I have a strippers name then what's yours a jilted lovers? Sweets asked rummaging in her bag for a moment before pulling out a number two b led pencil. Use this it's regulation at least, even if you don't have your own, or a paper pad, or anything remotely useful to a detective. Strange isn't it... that he worked so hard to look like a vampire only to end up with a vampire stake through the chest cavety I'm guessing it actually went through a lung. The heart is far to difficult to get to with wood after all. It usually takes something sturdier like steal doesn't it? I suppose I should be honored though that someone has read my books. Especially in the police field of the paranormal investigation unit. Or Pee-yew as you've been nicknamed. Sweet spoke as she handed him a small notepad that was new as well, it too had her name on it. She kneeled down closer to where he was and she handed him both items and watched carefully what he was doing, she had to say he was one of the most gorgeous looking men she had seen in a long time barring the models they hired for her covers. She could learn quite a bit about this man and she was already taking notes on his habits and his striking features. She might sketch him later but then again she was also a little obsessed with her writing work. But then again she was retiring her main character soon and replacing him with another to take his place. What do we do while we wait Cruel Darling? Or should I just say Cruel? Or perhaps Mr. Darling? Sweets asked a little snidely she hated her name which is why for her work she used a pen name.
Thread: Winter and Darling

No. A mother's cruel joke on her firstborn.He amused as he took the pencil from here, smirking a little at her words.I'm not writing with it. I have a phone for that.He said glancing up as he heard the sirens from the coming cop cars getting nearer. Pulling up the victim's lip he studied the fangs, though he knew they were fake, he was trying to decide just how much of the teeth had been changed. To make them look natural you really had to change the bone scructure to, which was looking like it had been dne. That at least would narrow done the list of who this could be.Wincing a little at her words he sighed.Don't call it that. It's bad enough I have to go by darling. I don't want someone starting on the stinky smell jokes. If you must call me something, just cruel.He said after a moment before glancing up at her, glancing around the scene as the other cops arrived he waved her towards the classic corvette parked a few spots away.Go sit in the front seat.If you want turn it on, get warm.I have to talk to these gentlemen.He said holding out his car keys and pressing them into his hand before he movd to talk to the cops that were waiting to talk to him.
Thread: Winter and Darling

Yeah... right. Sweets said as she put the keys in her pocket and continued to crouch near the body and sketch. She had also been writing down just about every word and action he had done towards the body and well she couldn't help it it was her first actual crime scene and her first murdered body in front of her. Not only that but he had her notepads and pens with her. What else was she supposed to do. She was a suspect and as such she already knew they would take ehr statement at the scene and want her at the precinct in which this murder fell under, which would be more then likely under the Pee-yew, she had thought it was pretty clever because cops usually said things like this murder stinks and blah blah blah. It was very fitting and she didn't joke about anything that worked. She waited crouched near the body until she was done sketching. They moved around her and set things up but others had to arrive, the photographer and coroner, the emt. There was a lot involved in finding a dead body. But it gave her time to look around the alley and then up. It was a five story building, if he was dropped from the roof the body wouldn't just have broken bone it would have splattered the skull like an egg a juggler droped. Whish meant it had to have been pushed out a window. There were only three windows that didn't have the fire exit in front of them. She would have heard the fire exit, or if someone had been on it anyways, those things were rusted to hell and back. This building was mostly storage anymore anyways though and Sweets was curious to know whose it was and what they stored and how secure it was. She was determind that in this case she would get all the juicy details to write about. She'd only worked off idea's from cold cases before so this time it was perfect! Of course she'd have to finish writing her book she was working on now at some point but she had a feeling that would be ground to a halt. Not that she minded but her publishers wouldn't be happy about the deadline.
Thread: Winter and Darling

When he was done setting up things and doing what he needed to do, he shook his head as he looked at the writer still watching everything.I gave you my car keys so you could go warm up, not so you'd crouch and stay where you were.He said testily, before holding out a hand for his keys.We're leaving now.He said knowing that he was going to be at the precinct all night, and wasn't that a joyful thought. Even the thought of spending all night there without his ex-partner made him a little twitchy. The last two weeks with jason there, had been hell. Jason was by far the calmer of the two in the partnership, and having your own partner shot in your own damned precincint by a murder suspect they'd been dragging in, would make anyone twitchy.But eh tried really hard to not consider how much of that was his fault. What are you thinking so hard about, sweet candy?He said with a slight lilting accent, enjoying the fact that one of his favorite authors' real name was just as riddiculous as his own.
Thread: Winter and Darling

Well Cruel Darrrling. Sweets said emphasizing both words making cruel sound like cru-ell and purring with the darling bit to mock him in return. She finally stopped looking up and looked at him. She raised one eyebrow. What no questions here? I take it Jason handled all the common sense in this duo then. I should write that down. Sweets said and she did in fact write it down. Once finished she dug her keys out of her bag and tossed them in his direction. Still it was curious why in a storehouse. She would find out more later. She would too. Not so much that she had connections but she did and she could anticipate what the police would do and where to be ahead of them to meet up with them and figure things out on her own. She gladly admited she was being nosey and probably was going to be breaking a few laws but that hadn't stopped her before, not really. I head to the precinct in my car then. It's actually just another block away outside of this alley. See you there Darling. Sweets said wondering if he was actually going to just let her walk away. After all the crowd of people at the end of the alley blocked off by police officers had a fair amount of reporters in it as well. Wondering how much of this investigation that Cruel would be mocking her name and she would be to his as well was also something Sweets was pondering. But she wanted to get home and put this new info from today on the computer and begin to track it as soon as she could. She wasn't worried about being blamed for the murder after all she only had one book on a vampire serial killer, it had gone over fairly well and no vampires had taken major offense she had even asked the vampire community as much as she could get to anyways if they would care to read it and give her their opinions.
Thread: A Pet for the Pet. [Dairinn x Wolfy]

A clap of thunder cracked the stillness of the night, making the little girl jump. With a huff, and a mild blushing of her cheeks for being so silly, she returned to looking at herself in the mirror, puckering her lips and coating them with lipstick. The girl checked over her freshly showered body in the mirror, and gave herself a quick wink. She was a short girl, with a pair of nice legs, topped off by a curvy round bottom, now clad in nothing more than a lacy white thong. She giggled before finishing applying her eyeliner, and other makeup, and giving the blond curls that fell to her shoulders another quick bush before bouncing back to her room and falling on the bed. She wasted little time rolling up first, one white thigh-high up her leg, followed by the other, buckling each garter to the top of the sexy garments, before finally sliding her arms into a matching bra, turning herself around to study the girl in the mirror. She was aiming for looking like a sexy little crumpet tonight. And so far she was succeeding. Turning to her closet, she pulled out her newest addition, a tempting little red-ridding hood outfit and eagerly pulled it over her body. White petticoat, puffing out the short red miniskirt, tapered at the waist, it was a nice complement to her small frame, and she waste little time tieing the hood around her neckline and giving herself another once over before slipping each foot into a pair of black heels. She was feeling sexy, and naughty, and all to shove it in the face of her ex for dumping her. Chelsea smirked at herself, unbelieving that she'd actually done all this because of a stupid boy. But she was mad, and hurt, and was going to make an absolute fool of him at the party tonight. But if the little red had any idea just who had been watching her the past few weeks, and what types of things they'd had in mind... she might have opted to be a little less appetizing tonight of all nights.
Thread: A Pet for the Pet. [Dairinn x Wolfy]

Nine out of ten psychologists claim that young people should actually come out and enjoy themselves while they can. There's nothing bad about little interaction with ones peers, determining a place in intricate hierarchy of a social ladder and maybe few glasses of a cheap beer, right? Well, in most cases, yes. Chelsea, however, belonged in a very special category. If she knew what the fate had in store for her, she'd probably think twice about personally showing her ex-boyfriend how much of an idiot he'd been. After time time, the girl finally deemed that the preparations were over and embarked on her journey to epically shame her ex. Little did she know that this simple objective was destined to fail, and her looks weren't to blame. Well, at least not in a way she would expect. Night air felt cold to her skin such revealing clothes really didn't offer much of a protection. And as if some cosmic entity wanted to top her misery, a soft, almost pleasant rain changed into regular downpour with almost astounding speed. Chelsea had to hurry in case she didn't desire to crown her already suggestive outfit with water induced transparency. She was familiar with her surroundings, so her pace was steady. And yet, despite the fact she walked down this lane more times than she could possibly remember, something seemed odd to her. Maybe it was just weird sort of paranoia acting up. No suspicious persons were spotted, no shady noises disturbed almost crystal-clear silence of the night, and yet her instincts were tingling to the point it didn't make much sense. Suddenly, a black minivan turned at the corner of the street. It was nothing strange as many cars passed through this area. Deliberate slowing of the vehicle when it came near her WAS kinda strange though. Soon, the motor completely stopped working and Chelsea found herself right next to the car. Handsome guy in his thirties looked out of the opened window and dedicated her a charming smile. He probably had many girls wrapped around his finger. Hey there, sweetie. Wanna a lift? Before she had a chance to actually send him where the sun doesn't shine, another two guys dressed in dark clothes jumped from the back of the van, attempting to pull her in.
Thread: A Pet for the Pet. [Dairinn x Wolfy]

Chelsea felt a tingle of fear at this creep's smile at her. Something suggestive hid behind his words. Her eyes darted quickly around and she opened her mouth to tell him off when she stumbled back startled when two guys jumped from the van and grabbed her. A hand clamped down hard over her mouth as the other wrapped tightly around her body, pinning her small arms to her side. She flailed out but another pair of hands locked around her ankles and she was pushed into the van. Baby-blues wide with terror, and heart hammering in her chest, Chelsea tried to scream and fight against her abductors who easily overpowered her feeble attempts, her cries of terror reduced to pitiful frightened mews into the palm of her assailants hand. Still the feisty young blond put up a valiant, if fruitless struggle, continuing to squirm and wiggle as the doors slammed shut and the van sped off into the night. The entire ordeal tool less than a few seconds, and just like that, Chelsea disappeared that night with little trace, the only clues left that she was even around that night being one black high-heel that had fallen off in the struggle, now laying lonely in the middle of the road.
Thread: A Pet for the Pet. [Dairinn x Wolfy]

There was one thing Chelsea had to give her kidnappers they were really thorough, maybe even unnecessarily. Professionalism of this kind would be almost admirable if it weren't for the cruel weight of reality on her shoulders. Having her at their complete mercy, no further means of restriction were required, but one of the men nevertheless swiftly pressed a piece of dirty cloth over her mouth and nose. When Chelsea inhaled, she took in a strangely sweet scent. It didn't take long for the chloroform to implement desired effect she quickly drifted into the unconscious state. Acquiring way back from the vague realm of dreams was a painful process, even more so considering she was woken up by people who didn't really try to conceal their voices. Voices that were unnecessarily loud, at least from the perspective of chloroform-affected and probably very confused girl. She was lying on a bed, which could have been quite comfortable if it weren't for the handcuffs enchaining her sore wrists. Two pairs of eyes were watching her rather curiously. Well, to be absolutely precise, young woman's face indicated annoyance more than anything else. Excuse me, Master, but who the hell is that girl and what is she doing in my bedroom? demanded to know sarcastically sounding female soprano. Harsh tone glaringly contrasted with her overall image of a porcelain doll with a slender figure, milky skin and cascades of strawberry blond hair, she looked like a being straight out of a fairytale. If the fairies wore an insignificant piece of red fabric which no self-respecting woman would ever agree to put on, that is. Light chuckle echoed throughout the room the driver from before, her abductor, as Chelsea instantly recognized, was apparently pretty amused with the whole situation that felt so desperate to her. Theory of relativity comes to mind. How many times do you want me to repeat that I don't approve you using such an ugly vocabulary, dear? Besides, is that how you express gratitude? I've just gotten you a gift, Violet. Plaything to keep you occupied while I'm away. Don't you like her? Come on, she's such a lovely piece of meat I selected this one with utmost care. I'm sure you two will get along wonderfully. The man visibly beamed with delight, yet a visibly sinister aura enveloped him. Noticeable surprise crossed the girl's features as her jaw fell to the floor, but the man turned to Chelsea instead. Good thing you're awake, Chelsea. Meet your new mistress, or, for the lack of a better term, your new owner. Oh, I almost forgot. He casually approached Violet, as if there was nothing odd about his previous statement, and pulled out a leather leash with collar. They come in pair with her you'll need them soon enough.
Thread: A Pet for the Pet. [Dairinn x Wolfy]

Chelsea's head swam with confusion as she slowly starting arising from her chloroform educed nap, hearing jumbled voices she couldn't immediately recognize. Curling up into a small ball, she gurgled a groggy moan, and shut her eyes tight. After another moment or two, her eyelids fluttered open again, still slightly glazed over from the aftereffects of the drugs. Another low muffled moan eeped out of the cloth nestled deeply between her lips. Her eyes settled on the hazy figure of this young girl that was being so obnoxiously loud so close to her drugged body, slowly shifting into focus. Oh wow. Chelsea thought looking over the beautiful figure before her, face heating up a bit as she processed the clothing, or near lack-of, keeping the girl just the slightest bit of modest. As her mind continued to clear, she focused her bright, blue eyes on the girl, trying to figure out who she was and why she was in Chelsea's bedroom, a very light tinge of pink crossing her cheeks. Her body wiggling lightly on the bed, the young drugged beauty shrugged her shoulders and turned away from the odd pair, the tops of her white thigh-highs and matching thong flashing the two as she repositioned. She struggled to clear her head and force some coherent thoughts to form, completely oblivious still to the fact that she was now a prisoner or as they put it property of this odd woman. Slowly as the fog and hazyness starting lifting, her wrists started shifting around, finding themselves trapped tightly behind her back. Mmmph? she muffled softly, eyelids fluttering back open again, this time more confused. With great effort she wiggled herself up into a sitting position before falling helplessly back onto her stomach, her eyelids blinked rapidly as the seriousness of her situation started sinking in. Mmmph! Mmph! Mmmmmmph! she tried to scream and flail, her pitiful cries nothing more than muffled mewing through the gag -- like a small kitten crying for it's mother. But her efforts succeeded in little more than causing her skirt and petticoats to hike up around her waist and granting these two far more looks at her white thong and shapely ass than Chelsea was comfortable with -- any.
Thread: A Pet for the Pet. [Dairinn x Wolfy]

OOC It's ok. Glad you're back! Chelsea's eyes grew wide at the comment and this woman's tone of voice, sending a not-so-pleasant shiver down her spine. She flinched when she felt the warm touch of Violets hands on her cheek, taking a moment to stretch her mouth, sore from the gag. Quickly she sought to scoot herself back against the headboard of the bed, away from the girl, twisting around to try and get her feet between them so she could deliver a hard kick if needed.. Desperate, scared, and frustrated, she tried to hop up off the side of the bed, finding herself unsteady in only one black high-heel, and as she hobbled unsteadily a sharp yelp tore through her lips as she toppled over onto the floor with a thump. How about you be a good girl and let me the fuck go? she yelled out, wincing from the fall, and trying to recoup herself. Kicking off her other heel, she struggled to climb back to her feet and fumbled with her back to the door trying to work the knob with bound hands. Her nails scratched against the knob fruitlessly before griping and twisting, trying to yank it open, only to find it locked. No, no, no, no, no!
Thread: A Pet for the Pet. [Dairinn x Wolfy]

Violet has already forgotten what the resistance looked like her own flame of defiance was effectively extinguished years ago. Or rather, she never really had one. Of course she didn't readily jump into her Master's embrace, eager to satisfy his deepest desires she's just always kept certain emotional distance from everything. Her rebellion resembled a full-fledged cold war that was probably why she did the spectacular mistake of underestimating Chelsea. Sudden movement of the girl's body under her startled Violet and made her lose her balance. Gravity chose the right time to enforce it's laws again, causing Violet to bury her face in the pillow quite inelegantly. Good thing there were no cameras around. Even though the anger was resonating through her entire being, Violet managed to preserve the composure and get on her legs just in time to see the unwilling prisoner collecting herself from the ground. I'm starting to doubt your ability to understand spoken word, dear. Like I said before releasing you is simply out of my competence. She wasted little time jumping to Chelsea's proximity Violet could be unexpectedly fast when she felt the need to apply some effort. She discarded the collar in one swift gesture and stretched the leash instead, creating the provisory rope which she threw over Chelsea's neck from behind. The loop wasn't tightened enough to actually inflict real pain, yet the threat hidden behind it successfully destroyed any illusion of safety. My, my. And here I thought we were going to talk like a civilized people. Naive assumption, huh? Regret dripping from Violet's words could have sounded convincingly if it wasn't for that damned rope. It's understandable, though, since you're new in this. I could let it slip just this time, but... She placed her hot lips on Chelsea's ear, inhaling the girl's scent. ... I'm afraid of the educational consequences. Tell me, how should I deal with you? With a stunning casualness, as if such an act was completely justified, Violet took the ear into her mouth and sucked it lightly. Maybe the master was right after all she could imagine a worse pastime.
Thread: A Pet for the Pet. [Dairinn x Wolfy]

Chelsea's mouth fell open in shock, quickly regaining her composer, sending the woman an icy glare. Civilized people? Civilized people?! she spat out, her voice dripping with disbelief and a quickly building temper, some specific spoken words coming to her mind right now for Violet. She tried to move out of the way, startled by the woman's sudden moment. A sharp yelp tore through her clenched teeth as the leash looped around her neck. A slight whimper followed by a frustrated growl of defiance sounded from the captive girl. Educational consequences? she sputtered in response after a moment, still not realizing the gravity of her own situation. You can deal with me by being so kind as to get these damn cuffs off my wrists because I've got a few things I could educate you about myself. she growled, gritting her teeth as she felt violet's lips on her ear, an unwilling shiver running down her spine. No. Her mind yelled at her quickly clamping down on the feeling, as well as the small spike in terror that came after it.
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