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Thread: [Cheshire]Tool of Destruction[Snow]

What came flying out of the spot under the moss surprised the hell out of the vampire. He hissed slightly as his own dagger came hurling down into his leg. ??Little bastard?? he thought as he ripped the dagger out of his leg, gripping it tight between his pale fingers. ??Now, why you gonna go make me angry, when this whole time instead of threatening to take your life, I??ve promised to let you have it?? he questioned as he darted off after the little blonde. Just as he grabbed the moss curtain, he snatched up her blonde hair stopping her in her tracks. ??What??s the matter with you kid?? he questioned as he took up to his feet still holding the girl by her hair. Their faces were mere centimeters apart as he glared into her eyes. His were glowing red now as his leg was regenerating. Elliot held the dagger up to her dirt smudged cheek and smiled sinisterly. He then sighed, running the sharp blade down along her supple cheek. ??Now, how about you point to where the rest of my things are?? he said with a slight nod of his head. Then we can go get them together?.? He whispered into her ear, before running his hot tongue along the slit upon her cheek dotted with rubies. ??Mmm?you taste sweet?unlike any blood I??ve tasted before?? he whispered into her ear again, running the dagger down the nape of her neck. That strange scent was a lot stronger now that he had tasted her. She smelt just like the person who was in his room?just like the scent that was all over this den. Then it came to him it was her who had taken his things. But how? She was just a child. Maybe she was?. ??Now unless you want to die a horrible death?? he paused dragging the blade ever so gently along the back of her neck. ??And believe me I can make that happen?.you will tell me where my shit is. And just who and what you are?? Yes, Elliot added a bit more to his demands than earlier?but now he was just curious. Her scent, that taste?how the hell she fit in the den?. How she stole out of his room without being detected. There were only a couple races able to do that and one was what he was, and the other extinct. A vampire??s scent was obvious and their blood tasted disgusting?. But the other race was well extinct and he wanted to rule that out but how else could he explain this moment. ??The truth shall set you free?.? He said with a slight nod f his head, as his eyes dimmed to their natural color, his leg finishing up its regeneration.
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He laughed when she commented on his life span. You have no idea how long vampires have been on this earth. My kind can live for very long times as well. he said with a laugh. He shrugged his shoulders when she commented on his nakedness. Hey, it isn't my fault I had to shift into my bat form to slip in here... he said with a sigh as he ran his fingers through his blonde hair. He then grabbed her hips and slid her off his lap and onto the mattress next to him. Standing from the bed he stretched a bit. But, since it seems like I'm going to be lounging here for a bit...might as well waste my time and slip on some pants... he said with another nonchalant shrug of his broad shoulders as he crossed the room to the drawers he so rudely tossed about. In any case Julia...back to the topic of life spans and age---and the past. My race is immortal we live forever. There are plenty of demons of the night like myself roaming around no one even knows about. With that said I highly doubt you are older than me... he began as he spotted a pair of black pants lying about around the drawers he turned over. Picking them up, he then dropped the towel and began to slip them on. And mind telling me why you think you have plenty of time to dwell on the past? he questioned pulling up the pants. He turned to face her whilst he buttoned the pants with a curious smile upon his face. He wasn't looking to kill her... He honestly didn't know what he was going to do with her. All he knew at the moment was that he wanted her...and he wasn't going to let her escape, nor anyone else have her. Surprisingly they fit... he said aloud to himself as he looked down at the pants. If I almost killed you...or can kill at any moment now... Why would you think you still have all your life to think about useless memories? he chuckled making his way back over to the bed standing before her. Never mind you are just child. Like you said you do have plenty of time...to regret wasting your life away. You should be happy you are a live. You should be having fun and enjoying your life. You should be living it up for the ones who can't....instead of hiding out here....so alone and cold... Elliot said with a shrug of his shoulders. I mean...I know you hate to be alone...living as long as we do....having no one to comfort you gets a little... I don't know... tiresome I guess. So.. Now that you are calmed down and stuff... Mind getting my things.. I have a mission to complete by sun up and well...you are holding me up kiddo... he announced to her as he placed both his hands upon his hips. Besides the dagger I do hope for your sake everything is in tact... my equipment ain't cheap y'know. he said with a sigh.
Thread: [Cheshire]Tool of Destruction[Snow]

Finally she was free of him. He just left her laying on the bed as he went to get dressed. She wanted to get up and run but her body was weak from the blood loss and for some reason she didn??t see the urgency in leaving anymore. She hadn??t had company in years and she was shocked to realize that she was enjoying the time she was no longer alone. I must have become masochistic somewhere along the way to be willing to sit in the company of a vampire. She thought to herself as she put some effort into sitting up. Now all she had to do was get to her feet and make her legs move though she found that task was not as easy as she thought it would be. She was barely listening to what he was saying, trying to make her body work and mentally cursing the vampire for making her this weak. He seemed to think that he would be staying here for a while but she didn??t care. He could stay here for the rest of time for all that she cared so long as she didn??t have to stay here with him. By the time he turned to face her she had managed to stand but only with her arms supporting her on the bed. She had been looking for some way to get around him, something she could use to help her walk. For a moment their eyes met and she looked like a child who had just been caught stealing from the cookie jar she knew she shouldn??t but she really wanted to get away. He didn??t seem to mind her attempt in fact, he ignored it and went on with what he was saying. He came back and she let herself fall onto the bed. It was difficult to stand so she would save her energy. He was right, he could kill her at any moment but his words confused her. She thought he was keeping her alive to toy with her but now he was keeping her alive for her own good? He wanted her to live her life? Was he... was he going to let her go? A bit of hope filled her as she looked up at him, trying to make sense of all this. ??I can??t...? she admitted, hating the fact that she could not even stand. ??But your things are in the same place that I was hiding.? She told him. Then she dared to ask. ??You... you keep talking about me living my life... Does that mean you aren??t going to kill me? You??re going to let me live? You??re going to let me go?? The hope lit up her eyes, they seemed to sparkle with anticipation. She didn??t like to be weak, she hated being trapped and the idea of freedom made her smile a hopeful grin. He sounded like he was going to leave, whether he came back or not she could easily be gone before sunrise.
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He didn't say anything as he crossed the room to where she were last hiding. He pulled back the curtain of moss peeking into the small hiding place. Reaching his hand out, he felt through the spot. Feeling that leather beneath the pads of his fingers made him grin. Gripping the handle of the case he pulled it from the dark hole. Looking over his things he sighed softly. Her scent was on everything. It was intoxicating...alluring...distracting. They were unusable now. Her scent was too strong to be removed. God forbid if he attempted to use them. He would go crazy with bloodlust. That wouldn't be good at all for his profession. Kill you? he questioned. No...I'm not. I couldn't actually. I've been responsible for a lot of fucked up shit in the past... Every last one I'm proud of.... Killing off a species is the lowest of the low.... So you don't have to worry about death. he said as he continued to look through case, trying to find some hope left of using his precious weapons again. Sadly however...I can't let you go shifter. You see...you've tainted my weapons with the smell of you... he confessed turning to face her. Your scent drives me crazy. It's taking a lot out of me to not just completely devour you as you sit helpless upon your bed.... If I hadn't drink when I did... I don't know what would have become of you just now. Elliot sighs deeply taking a seat upon her bed. Well...since I can't do my job....I think you are going to have to do it for me... he said simply as he shuts the case placing it upon her lap. I'm going to employ you until I get a new set of weapons to replace the ones you've ruined. It might be a while until then but....think of it as an opportunity... he said with a smile placing his hand atop her head. Think of it as an opportunity to find out what your life's purpose is upon this...wretched planet.... Elliot added roughing up her hair playfully.
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For a moment she smiled. She would live. Her stupidity wouldn??t lead to the extinction of her race, after all, being the last one was hard some times. The man admitted that he would not kill her and she was sure he would grant her other wishes as well. It was ashame that hope had to die so quickly. That smile fell from her face when she heard that she would not be released. She didn??t understand what he meant, how ddi the fact that his weapons smell like her matter at all. Scents wear off everything eventually if they are around a new scent long enough. The next blood, she was sure, would easily whipe her scent from their blades but the vampire didn??t seem so sure. She didn??t much like hearing what her scent did to him either. ??Devour me? Completely?? she questioned in a quiet and unsure voice. In her mind all she could think of was the way people ate the chickens they raised butif he was going to devour her completely in that sense it would involve killing her. Of course there were other ways to ??devour?? someone but she didn??t want to even think of them lest her thoughts somehow inspire him to act. She watched him closely and suspiciously as he sat on her bed with her only to be once more confused when he shoved the case onto her lap. His words shocked her and she opened her mouth to speak only to have her silken hair tosed about like one does a child. Julia glared at the man beside her, his instruments of death sitting on her lap and covered with her scent. She pushed the case back onto his lap, still glaring at him. ??Whatever you do I want no part in it.? She said, surprisingly firm dispite her physical weakness. ??You reak of death, your weapons of blood. I have been called many things and I have shifted into many more but I am not nor shall I ever be a murderer. Do your own job. If you wish I can sell these and get you new murder tools. I steal and I trade but I do not kill and there is nothing you could do that would make me.? She told him, putting her foot down on the matter. She summoned the strength to move off of the bed and take a few steps before leaning on a wall and using that as support. She went into the other room and sat at the table, resting her head in her hands she just wanted to get some sleep but the night was still young and the vampire still there.
Thread: [Cheshire]Tool of Destruction[Snow]

His words made her shudder visible. The idea of it was so... wrong. There was no better way to describe the idea of that kind of existence. It sounded so unnatural... it sounded like torture. She wrapped her arms around herself, the very idea that the vampire was having trouble resisting doing this to her was frightening. This was a game of cat and mouse, the roles were clear and she was already caught now the cat was just batting her back and forth between his paws waiting for the best moment to eat her. She had no way of knowing that he was a vampire, it isn??t like she was familiar with the scent of a vampire to know it the moment she went in the room. She didn??t stalk her targets before deciding to strike. After the extermination she had been forced to live like a rat. She didn??t dare change into a predator to hunt for food, she lived in holes and in walls of homes trying to figure out if it was safe. For years after the last of her family died they were still looking. Someone had seen her fleeing. They knew that there was still just one more and for years after they hunted for her. Julia still had a fear of dogs after the number that had been sent after her. She didn??t like the way she had been forced to live. She didn??t want to get to know the people that she stole from. She didn??t want them to be people with lives and families. Taking from them one night and then vanishing helped her do that. She was still holding herself when she heard his new plan for her. She looked at him, partially in shock, partially in disgust. He made it sound like she would never be able to replace the weapons. His touch only made her turn away. His cold hand on her cheek, a tender touch to her hair it was almost like he cared but she knew it was impossible. She winced just slightly when he pulled on her hair but she still said nothing. After he had finished speaking she thought on it. There were a lot of ways she could still have her freedom, but not as she had it before. She hated having to agree with the man, the vampire... It felt dirty. Still, she would have to make some kind of deal if she wanted to have any kind of sleep that night. ??Fine.? She said, spitting out the word. ??I-I??ll do it but on one condition....? she said, summoning the strength to stand and look the vampire in the eye. ??I want you to swear by your unnatural life that if I agree to help you then you will never, ever force the sick kind of half existence on me that you have described.? This she demanded of him. She wanted to be sure she would never have to go through that kind of thing. She may not have much but she still had her free will. The idea that even that could be taken form her was absolutely terrifying and she never wanted to have to worry about it gain.
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He only smiled when she agreed. Finally. In the back of his mind he was anticipating her to say no... Sorrowfully, if she had said no, he would have had to force her to. Turn her into a blood source. There was no way he could allow himself to let her slip through his fingers. She was a rare species, the last of her kind. And the best part was, her blood alone satiated the hunger deep inside him, he had been having troubles with for the past month or so. It was surprising to him, that it hadn't been his kind that wiped hers out. Then again, if it were she wouldn't have been alive at all. She would have been able to rest along side her fallen kin. ??I want you to swear by your unnatural life that if I agree to help you then you will never, ever force the sick kind of half existence on me that you have described.? He nodded as she spoke. Sure why not. It wouldn't benefit me in anyway to do that. Besides, your race is best observed when they aren't too shackled down... he said with a playful smirk. Anyway...I guess I'll be on my way now.... come by my hotel room at sunset....when the sun isn't so bright. he informed the girl as he grabbed his case of weapons. Fixing them into their proper places. He would find out what to do with them later. Perhaps he could sell them on the black market. Elliot sighed as he walked to the doorway with the case in his hands. Remember...to the hotel room you got this case from...by sundown... Please don't make me come sniff you out... the vampire said as he crossed the second room to the door he kicked open. Her place really looked like shit now. Well that's what happened when you pissed off a vampire, apparently. He stepped through the doorway, to where the den hole began. He cursed silently to himself as he placed the case onto the floor. Pulling back his foot, he kicked the case hard. As it slid through the tunnel, he began to transform. He cursed softly to himself, his back arching as the bones started to take shape cracking in various parts. He hisses softly as he takes a bat's form. He mentally cursed the form as he flew into the tunnel making his way out through the darkness, and into the moonlit forest, leaving behind the pants she'd given him at the start of the tunnel. On the outside, he quickly transformed his body, leaving only the wings. He put back on the clothes he'd left there from before, then grabbed the case and started on his way. The vampire quickly returned to the hotel room, shutting all windows, closing all curtains. Sighing softly the wings that ripping through his back retracted slowly as he made his way over to the closet opening the door. Daylight was definitely near...he could feel his full strength depleting slowly, his skin warming unpleasantly. Slipping into the closet he shut the door. God I can't wait to return home... he murmured to himself positioned himself in the closet, so that he was hanging directly from the ceiling.
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It took the shape shifter over an hour to fix everything up if that was what someone would call fixing. Several things were still broken, she would have to make some new furniture but that was even if she wanted to stay in this burrow. After the vampire came in here and did what he did she wasn't sure she even wanted to be here anymore but she was to exhausted at this point to give any serious through into making a new burrow. The young shape shifter finally crawled into her bed only to find that she couldn't get to sleep. The den still smelled like him. With a tired groan she got up and gathered a few jewels she had stolen in the past and put them in a pouch before turning into a fox and carrying them out of the hole. She might as well make some money, maybe have enough to make a fake identity in a new town far away. Once she got closer to town she shape shifted into an older woman. Not an old woman but a woman who wasn't as young as she used to be. Her hair grew out and formed itself into a tight Grey bun. Her tan skin palled and wrinkled. Her stable boy's outfit grew in size and gained color enough to look like an elegant gown. Once everything was done she walked into town with a small purse in her hands containing some jewels. The story was simple, she needed to sell the jewels to pay off her son's gambling debts. Gambling debts were a shameful thing, people didn't question further after getting that kind of a response. She sold her stolen goods at many different stores, each with a different face and a slightly different story. If someone tried to trace it they would have a really hard time. Once she had sold the jewels she went into an alley and turned herself into a young woman, the wrinkles tightened and the dress changed to a more modern and fashionable look. Her hair as let down and grew into golden curls. Once the look was done she had turned herself into a very attractive young woman and she began to roam the town, looking into things, flirting with rich men, finding out where they lived and promising to visit them one evening. As the day drew on she went out and and got herself something to eat. She was doing her best to forget about the vampire but as the sun got closer and closer to setting she kept thinking about him more and more. It was almost sunset when she went to the apartment. She didn't go up there but she gazed up at the place from the side walk, wondering if she should go or if she should start running. She had heard that vampires were quick and she knew he was strong. She wondered if she could have gotten away if she started running the minute he left. She hadn't gotten a bit of sleep and hadn't a clue what he had planned for her. All she wanted right now was to turn into a furry animal, find a burrow and curl up inside for a deserved sleep.
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Elliot slept the day away, as usual. However, the closer to sunset it got?.the lighter his sleep was. Once the sun was at midpoint in the sky, the vampire awakened from his sleep. He dropped down from the ceiling of the closet, landing gracefully onto the floor? He opened the door and stretched slowly. God it felt good? to finally be awake. Sleeping was such a waste of time. For a moment he wished he was still human so he could go out into the day?.hasten the process of recovering his weapons?.as the ones he had now were?.completely useless with that girl??s scent upon it? Speaking of the shapeshifter?.she was already there?. Why didn??t she come up to his room like he??d said? Perhaps she was having second doubts?. Fuck her scent was so intoxicating?.it made his fangs elongate?.his heart race?and his blood boil. He walked over to the curtains in the apartment living room and pulled them back. On his side of town there was a nice shade that protected him from the sun, when it was directly in the middle of the sky. It allowed him to travel through the shadows and get a head start on any missions he wanted completed within a night. He walked out onto the balcony of his apartment and looked down. There she was in all her beauty?. She would see him for a split second and then he would seem to disappear. ??You??ve come?you have no idea how happy your presence has made me just now?? And within a couple second he would appear behind her? ??Did you think you needed permission to come to my apartment?? he teased, a small grin gracing his lips as he grabbed her hips and buried his lips into her neck. His didn??t bite her?.he just teased the warm skin of her neck with his cool tongue?.enjoying the taste of her bare flesh?somewhat satisfying and also?.ironically heightening his desires for her body. ??I suppose one would be nervous coming up to a vampire??s home?? he teased. ??Who know??s what goes on in those twisted minds of theirs?? he murmured before he took a step back and stepped in front of her. He was wearing a dark hoodie, that concealed his arms neck, and head. He didn??t want to let any light that still existed from the sun?.burn him. The pain of the sun?.the worst known to vampires. Well that?and an eternal loneliness. ??Come on?.? He said to the shapeshifter as he took one of her hands into his and lef her into the vast apartment building. Once they made it into his apartment, he took off the hooded sweater, revealing a shirtless torso. ??So?.have a nice day?? he questioned crossing the apartment and into the living room area where he plopped down onto his black couch.