UltimateZen Posts : 666 ¬Kara Miya¬ The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a Hell of Heaven, a Heaven of Hell.  |
Posted 29/11/2008 09:34:54 PM | | (2008-11-29 19:28:32 Kara rolls 6 dice to hunting (cha+manip) (Diff 7) 9,5,5,10,8, 1 (2 successes)
*The feeding tonight had not been as smooth as I had wanted it to be. Even though I had lured him back into my car and promisied him Paradise in the back seat he was a big brute of a man with powerful hands and spirit, and he did not want to succom to my blood-hunger...but in the end I won...I always win, don't I? But if I am always the winner then why is it sometimes I feel like I have gained nothing?
The back of my car was stained with his blood, it got messy when I bashed his face in the seat and ripped the skin from his bones. It got even messier when I pushed him out and he left a stain like some crushed snail.*
I can smell the blood *Vincineso...
I shuffle into the House and quickly up the stairs, like some naughty child as he calls me from behind veils of darkness.*
Do you not even care anymore?
*His voice crackles though me making me stop mid-way up to my room.*
*Then his voice shifts into a dominating Italian.* Do you not?
*I can feel my blood burning. My hands are stained in blood as is my dress. I look down to the beautiful grey satin now turned dark bloody. Tiny ribbons decorate the bodice, it was once beautiful.*
Have you lost all of your Humanity? *I hear him rise and something inside me wants to turn and hiss and slap him across the face, but I respect him too damn much.* How many more will you harm?
*I hesitate, I do not know what to tell him, the sound thumping in my ears it too damn loud.*
Karamiya, how many?
*I grip the banister and squeeze my eyes shut whispering* As many as it takes...
Then what does that leave you with? *He moves close, close enough so that I can smell his cologne, it makes me feel so much pain inside.*
It leaves me with nothing, nothing but the everything of Hell inside. *Then before he can utter another word I dash up the stairs and lock my door behind me. Leaning against the fine wood, for one moment, I could have sworn I could feel my heart beat as he moved out of the House and head to the shadows.*
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