<div class="floatleft">(http://i39.tinypic.com/2d7bjx2.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Omen</strong><br/>Private estate<br/>Day one - Evening (Scorpio sun, Gemini Moon)<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Alikama<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Omen allowed her to kick him. He squeezed her wrist until the knife released. He smiled, in no pain. The ringing, bell like sound of metal against the wooden floor made him wonder how beautiful one moment could be. His point of view slowed to a near stop.<br/><br/>Fire danced, as if it were the embodiment of his lust. Taking numerous bounces against the floorboards, his knife moved carefully across the room, much further than Omen had expected it to drop. Alice's curious eyes were covered by her own hands, her hair shaking softly in the denial of reality. Alikama's body was falling apart in front of him, her kick had no power behind it, 'why would it.' He thought. Standing high, holding her by the arm, he felt his power rise up from his breast.<br/><br/>Omen reached out with the hand he had punched her with, gripping her neck again. Omen held her wrist, and lifted her high, jumping as her body lifted above his head. With-holding none of his strength, he slammed her body against the floor only a few feet away from the knife. Most of her body bounced, but his firm grip on her neck did not allow that to happen to her head. After she settled, he gripped a large quaff of her hair and viciously rammed her crown into the floor twice more.<br/><br/>This was the end of the performance. She was nearly motionless as he walked over to the knife. "Many years may pass until I see another moment like this, Alice." With blade in hand, Omen re-approached Alikama. Free of hesitation, he burried the knife into her chest, from tip to hilt. He had dropped to one knee, leaning over her. Holding her face with one hand, he pulled the knife from her, and then forced it into the pit of her abdomen. He spoke to her quietly: "play dead, sweet."<br/><br/>He let the knife rest in it's place, two inches above her navel, and rose slowly to face Alice with blood up and down both of his arms. She had not looked, but she had heard both of his solid penetrations. There was only one action that went along with that sound. She opened her eyes to see Omen, and she actually smiled, glad that he had won the fight.