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Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

Hayden...! Please don't do this...! It sounded like he was under water, he could barely register who was speaking. My love, please don't leave me! Amana? Was she crying? Why was it so cold? Why couldn't he speak? Comfort her? He was so tired. Don't close your eyes, dammit! He could barely see her, her beautiful off colored eyes looked broken and distraught as tears fell from them. He could barely feel her hand on his cheek. Was he dying? He felt his eyes droop. Hayden! Hayden, no!! Her voice sounded farther and farther away before nothing.
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

He felt like he was floating, he felt cold. He must be dead. He saw a light, something pulling him. But before he could reach it, he hit a wall. What the..? He pressed his hands against the barrier. It was cool to the touch. Or what you could call it, anyhow.
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

He felt a tug, like something familiar was beckoning him. He had no choice but to follow before he was placed in an almost blinding pink and purple nothingness. But it felt familiar, warm, like he was close to something he had lost. Something he loved.
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

He was comfortable, almost at peace here. It was still cold, but not as cold. Where was he?
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

He could feel someone calling his name and he felt that tug again. Before he knew it, he was in a room and air filled his pained lungs. Hayden! That voice.
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

He gasped and his eyes opened. Where was he? He hurt all over, something wasn't right.
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

H-Hayden...? Gods, please tell me it worked...
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

A.. Mana..? He asked, looking around for her. It felt strange, almost alien.
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

He felt someone take his hand and bring it to a warm cheek, Yes...yes, my darling, right here..
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

What.. happened...? He rasped.
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

She was sobbing, You died. You died and I almost lost you.
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

He made a face and held her close. Is.. this my body..? Something doesn't feel right..
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

I'm hoping it's compatible with your soul...if it is, this body will be permanent...this is my first time doing a soul transfer.. She said. She couldn't stop crying, I haven't heard your voice in months... Months?
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

Months.. he rasped. Amana.. please.. I feel strange.. I'm not.. sure how long this will last.. you need.. to find me another body.. preserve this one.. please.. he said.
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

Her eyes widened, N-No, please don't die on me again...! I can't, I've come so close to getting you back!
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

He caressed her cheek before falling limp. Once back in his little void, the pain was excrutiating.
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

He could hear faint sobbing and outside his little void he could see Amana on her knees still clutching his hand as she sobbed.
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

He frowned heavily and moved against the wall. Outside, she could see a faint glow from the crystal he was trapped in.
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

She looked up, cheeks and ears purple with a flush from her sobs. Hayden...? She took the crystal and held it to her heart. He could feel her warmth and love.
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

He tried to hold her, and she could feel a bit of warmth from it. It was him.
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

She wept again and stood, I'll fix this, my darling...I promise.. She said and hurried out of the inn.
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

He wasn't sure how long he had been in there, all he knew was he kept getting forced back in.
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

Nothing was working. Why wasn't it working? Why were the bodies rejecting him? I'm so sorry, Hayden, I'm trying...
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

After a while, it became easier. And one fateful night, one body took.
Thread: Death Is Only A Hindrance {PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable}

She stood anxiously over the body, fidgetting as she waited.
Thread: NSFW Trying my hand again after a bit of a sabbatical.

Another bump to get me through the day.
Thread: Blood Bound (ScarlettRose & Hatchet)

Everything was falling into place. Not completely the way she wanted it but . . . it was getting there. One of the city's finest police departments wasn't her usual haunt however, her visit late tonight was with purpose. Amelia Hawthorne was a woman of many talents but she was not without flaws. One of those said flaws being her constant need to control everything around her. This ranged from people to circumstances. Right now, both felt like they might spiral out of control if she didn't do something about it. After all, she hadn't become Clan Leader by lounging her nights away, like most of her kind. Of course there was a time and a place for indulgence. That, however was not now. You're so kind Officer. Amelia smiled angelically at the Police Officer who led her down to the cells. The man was completely thralled. A stupidly happy look on his face. An ability her kind possessed. It was almost like a power to stun before attacking prey. However, she had no intention of digging her fangs into Officer Bennett. If you'll be so kind just to wait over there. She instructed the Office in his own domain as she approached the cell right at the bottom end. Whistling and commenting ensued from the male captives appreciating her beauty and figure as she slowly strutted down. Her 600 heels clicking on the tiled floors. Amelia straightened her designer suit as she stopped before the very last cell in the long row. The cell was all but empty, except that one very special and rare creature residing inside it. For a very long moment she spoke not a word. Her icy blue eyes simply took in the man. He was coarse in every sense of the word. Unrefined and uncouth. The truth was she left like she might need to use a wet wipe if she shook his hand. Was she a snob? Maybe. But desperate times called for desperate measures and she'd conducted her research. The fact was . . . she needed someone just like him. Good evening Mr Lynch. She finally spoke, approaching the bars but not touching. Now, I've wanted to ask this since I heard your name but, it's rather fitting isn't it? Or is it a family tradition? Like the Taylors or Bakers? Amelia mused in her crisp English accent. She doubted he'd understand her sense of humour. She doubted he'd understand most of what she conversed. He seemed so . . . basic and . . . uneducated. Tell me . . . She took another step closer. Do you enjoy being wealthy?
Thread: Blood Bound (ScarlettRose & Hatchet)

The prisoner simply held her gaze, he was an animal in all sense of the word having been abused, frightened, neglected, until finally he snapped and turned into a beast and a monster. Sitting on his bed across from her he made no move to the bars or made no move to even greet her as his icy eyes stared right back as if he was ready to jump if she dared move for him. Dressed in an orange prison jumpsuit, his normal shaved head starting to grow out again in curly dark hair. When she made the joke of his name, his expression didn't change, he had heard it before and honestly it was a running gag with other members in his gang whenever someone crossed him in the wrong way. Very funny. Was all that he answered in a low voice, his eyes narrowing at her. When she asked her second question, he slowly rose to his feet, a tall man when he wasn't slouching as he made his way over and gripped the bars, seeing her in the light as he cocked a dark brow. There was nothing in his eyes, they were dark and hard as if they refused to let anyone in, and they did not match the sick grin that spread across his face. There are only four ways to get to a man. Power, wealth, sex, and food. Ronan informed her before slowly backing up and letting go of his bars. If you're trying to free me, I'm afraid my bail is posted too high for this very reason. You may be wealthy but I doubt you can pay that price. He snorted sitting back down on his bed.
Thread: Blood Bound (ScarlettRose & Hatchet)

He was an animal . . . Just like her. Amelia recognised the soulless depths of his eyes and the shadow of death that followed everywhere. She had once been just like him. For a very long time. Decades if not over a century. A blood lust and the constant need for power the only thing fueling ones existence. But . . . things were different now. She even thought she was close to having a soul, something lost long ago to time. She met his grin with her usual pleasant smile. Pushing a stray blonde lock behind her ear, she stepped closer to the bars. Her icy azure gaze still upon him. Determined she may have been, but her posture was always relaxed. Amelia never gave away to pressure or stress or particularly and emotion in public or in front of an audience. The cards she held were always close to her chest. This was only the first step of many. Hard one she feared would not see fruition. Reaching through the bars, she ran a cool finger along the long curve of his neck. Darling, first lesson of the day . . . Her gaze flashed from his enticing neck back to his cool and implacable eyes. Never, doubt me. She pulled her hand back and pulled out a pack of wet wipes from her pocket and cleaned her hands thoroughly with one. So she was a bit of a snob . . . However, cleanliness was next to Godliness and she did think she was pretty Godly so . . . Well, your critieria is rather . . . basic but then you are a man. She walked a little a way, giving him her back, handing the thralled Officer the used wet wipe. Heels clicking as she slowly made her way back to the Prisoner. Fortunately for you, I can give you the means to attain all of what you desire. Of course . . . this leads to lesson number two Do as I say and don't question me. If you can abide by that, then . . . I can make all your dreams come true. Amelia flashed a bright white toothy smile. Her perfect teeth almost dazzled in the light. Everything about her was perfect. But this was just who she was. Becoming a Vampire had only prolonged her natural assets. He, was clearly and utterly her opposite. Ragged, dirty, unkempt . . . Night and day came to mind. He was as tall as a mountain and as cold and deadly as the snow that covered the tops of them. She'd have to manage him, but Amelia was certain . . . He was the man for the job.
Thread: Blood Bound (ScarlettRose & Hatchet)

Unlike the officer or most men for that manner, his grin turned into a sneer as he immediately pulled away from the bars and out of her reach when she touched him. He couldn't disagree, she was gorgeous and almost otherworldly but he had been abused by beautiful people before and he had a feeling she'd do the same. As she walked away, he cocked a brow as she grabbed a wet wipe. Ronan never thought himself as unclean, sure when he worked with cars he'd get grease on him but even when he was high off whatever drug he could get his hands on he made sure to clean and wash regularly. Don't insult me, He growled lowly at her as she called him basic. Not showing any interest in her physical form after that. He would not be insulted by some woman that thought herself better than him, though perhaps she was as she stood freely on the other side of the bars. He could decline depending on what she was going to ask him, rot in prison or not Ronan was quite rash in his decision making, even if it damned him for the rest of eternity. Snorting at her, he held onto the bars again, cocking a brow at her. What do you want? It's late and I'm tired so get on with it.
Thread: Blood Bound (ScarlettRose & Hatchet)

Oh? Are you planning on going anywhere? She jested once more moving closer to the bars. There was almost nothing but the bars between them when she stopped. Look darling, I can make all this go away. She gestured to the grubby overcrowded surroundings. And by this, I mean everything. That lovely long record of yours and so on. What I need from you is . . . How did she put this? She looked up into his dead stare. To be my eyes and ears in places I can't be. It's dangerous of course but something tells me you're a man who does dangerous everyday. Her smile was thin as she thought about the work ahead. It would not be easy and there were very few people she could trust. Sometimes she wondered why she did it. Was all this work worth being on top? Being top dog? There was no other way for Amelia. She would be ruled by no other. Not again. She'd be the master and orchestrator of her own destiny. Especially seeing as the destiny could go on for eons. Of course there will be rules but I'm certain I can make it worth your while. I mean you don't have to decide right now. Enjoy yourself at the leisure of the state. I could always come back to you? Or you know . . . you could walk out a free man in less than half an hour? Choices yours.
Thread: Blood Bound (ScarlettRose & Hatchet)

Ronan's eyes narrowed as his knuckles whitened as he gripped the bars. He was stuck behind bars like a caged animal not to mention treated just like one as well. There was a wanting in his eyes, a wanting to walk free once more but not as a changed man, oh no Ronan Lynch could not be changed no matter how many rehab facilities and detention centers he was forced into, where he was it would only be a couple of months before they sentenced him to Death Row. He had no idea how she could ever take away his record, the theft, the burglaries, batteries, assaults, drug charges, the countless murders, those things just didn't 'go away' as she simply put it. However it seemed he either put his trust in this woman or he would rot behind bars until he was to be euthanized in a medical chair. ...Fine...You have a- Now hold on a minute miss, The officer seemed to snap out of his daze from her, frowning as he smacked the bars with his swagger stick causing Ronan to let out a yelp as it hit his fingers, making the prisoner dart back into his cell. His bail is set high for a reason, I'm afraid I need to talk you out of setting this one free, can't you use someone with a smaller record?
Thread: Blood Bound (ScarlettRose & Hatchet)

Amelia hissed at the unasked for interruption. In what could only be described as a flash, she had the Officer in her clasps in front of her. Her fangs had descended and her eyes glowed red. Flipping the Officer around so he was facing her, she glowered at him, the contortions of her face almost animalistic. What was rule number two? She seethed. Do NOT question me. Suddenly remembering the company she was keeping, Amelia slammed the Officer against the bars, knocking the large man unconscious. In this time, her fangs had disappeared and her eyes had shifted back to their original azure coldness. I really do hate interruptions. She told the man who was about to accept the deal she offered. Don't you? Gliding back to the bars, she nudged the sleeping Officer out of her way with her expensive shoe. Now, where were we? Do we have a deal? Amelia smiled through the metal at the lanky prisoner. In stature he over powered her but she was made of a different core to his. He could easily strike fear into the hearts of many men let alone women but she did not fear him. In the food chain she was far above him. And the predator never feared the prey.
Thread: Blood Bound (ScarlettRose & Hatchet)

When she turned, Ronan was simply staring at her unsure of what he just witnessed. His eyes flicked from her to the officer before he let go of the bars. Yeah sure, he mumbled and stepped back to see if she'd let him out, and for once he'd be out without wearing wrist and ankle cuffs. He didn't question what just happened, not only because that was...Rule number two...But now all she needed to do was let him free as the officer had the keys to the cells...If she even needed that. He looked at her, his eyes distrustful but as a good dog he kept his mouth shut. The rest of the inmates were dead silent, the ones that could staring at the pair in fear, two powerful people of two different walks of life in agreement scared some of the other fierce criminals speechless. Ronan cocked his head to the side, his eyes still narrowed at her and answered her fully. Yeah...We have a deal. The thug mumbled and then scowled at her, we don't need to shake on it. He growled at her, still insulted by the wet wipe.
Thread: Blood Bound (ScarlettRose & Hatchet)

Oh I'm so glad you agree. She smiled brightly but her comment was aimed at the not shaking hands. For her OCD probably couldn't stand the thought of shaking a dirty hand. Of course she could have had the lawyers sort of the paperwork first but time was of the essence and she'd get spin to clear up all Ronan's lose ends. It would all be legitimate. Well, as legitimate as making a paper trail disappear. The things I do for you. She sighed grabbing the keys from the heap of man on the floor and unlocking the door. This is rather dramatic. I don't usually do things like this. Busting out prisoners? That was a no no but the sooner they talked details the better. The fact was Nile didn't play around and the world they lived in, it also had rules and those rules made it impossible to just kill another of her kind outright. But she as well versed in the game and she had ever intention of taking out Nile before he had the chance to take her out. It wasn't long before Ronan Lynch was sat across from her in the dark corner of her town car. Pouring herself a whiskey, she didn't offer him one. Her gaze fixed on his as the liquid warmed her throat. Mm I will offer you some as soon as we hash out the details. But why don't we start with how it feels to be a free man? She questioned him casually, sliding one leg over the other.
Thread: Blood Bound (ScarlettRose & Hatchet)

Brow twitching, he stepped back as she unlocked the gate and so she didn't have to dirty her pretty little hand he pushed it open for he rand stepped out. Still slouching but he was imposing as ever as he nudged the officer with his foot and shrugged seeing he'd be out for either a while or ever depending on how hard she really hit him. He was so unused to this, it was like whiplash as one minute he was at the bottom of society locked in a cell and now he was sitting in the back of a luxury vehicle with what he would call a 'maniac woman' from after what he just saw with his own eyes. Glaring at her, he would have just had the bottle at this point but he had a feeling she was too refined and controlling to ever allow something like that. Letting out a huff when she said she'd offer him some later, even though that was probably the one thing he wanted, or a smoke, after getting out of prison. Well considering I'm still in my jumpsuit and all I want is an actual hot shower to myself I'd say not very fun. He answered sarcastically, as he crossed his arms in a huff wanting to cut to the chase.
Thread: Blood Bound (ScarlettRose & Hatchet)

Oh? Am I inconveniencing you? Would you like to go back? Amelia teased dryly. Ungratefulness wasn't very appealing to her but then she didn't want to be showered in adoration either. For some time they just sat there in silence as the city swept by the tinted rain splashed windows. Shower you say. She finally spoke up. That can be arranged. I'm not going to beat around the bush. One I don't have the patience for that and two . . . I like things done correctly the first time round. I'm sure you're wondering why you and all that. She dismissed the thought with the flick of her wrist. You because you're exactly the type my friends like to associate with. The problem is, these types of friends of mine are not very trust worthy. They want to hurt me Ronan. You wouldn't want me to get hurt would you? Amelia moved slightly forward in her seat so he could see her in the dim light of the car. From all appearances, she looked almost ethereal. A wisp of a woman, fragile, like she might crumble if held too tight. All I need you to do is play nice with these people. See what they do, hear what they say when no one is listening. For this, you'll be rewarded handsomely. Pretty easy gig by your standards no?
Thread: Blood Bound (ScarlettRose & Hatchet)

Ronan simply looked at her with a dead panned expression as she teased him back. He wasn't in the mood for this and he really didn't care for people like her. She could easily off these 'friends' of hers herself and yet she needed someone else to do the dirty work. But money was money and he had a...Special expertise. Okay...Yeah I can do that. He said glancing out the heavily tinted window then back at her as he crossed his arms. ...So what do you want me to do when you have enough information? If there was no blood involved it was going to be a pretty boring job for him and at least easy money but after a while he'd just stop taking up the targets if he couldn't have a little fun with them. Still, he wasn't sure whether or not these targets were...Whatever unearthly creature she was. Ronan still didn't care for her, but he supposed there were worse people and he'd stick around to find out. As long as he was able to live again he was fine, but he wasn't stupid. So I'm also assuming there's a catch to this. You probably have a leash you want your prison dog to stay on.
Thread: Blood Bound (ScarlettRose & Hatchet)

The only kind of leashes I'm into you wouldn't want to know about. She said matter of factly. However, yes I expect you to be sober, I know that'll be a stretch for you but no better time than now to get your act together. You're getting a second chance at life so don't make me regret it. Amelia sighed. This was all rather redundant. She longed for the old days. The times now . . . Were harder for women. Well, women of her stature. She had been used to being kept in the lap of luxury by the men she associated with. First her husband, a wealthy Duke and then her noble undead lover and now here she was fending for herself. Let's concentrate on your task for now before we get ahead of ourselves. She replied, her attention returning back to the conversation at hand. You deal in narcotics. My friends have refined tastes and what they're looking for is very rare and you won't have heard of it but you'll be a connoisseur in no time. Human drugs gave vampires a very small buzz when ingested through their victims. It was a very special powder made from garlic that really set them tripping. However, this powder had been banned by the Council as it caused Vampires to lose all their inhibitions and removed and limitation to their blood lust. It became harder to spin to the humans why drained corpses where being found littered everywhere. Of course, there was always a way to get your hands on something that sort after . . .