Time apart. (grovercjuk & SerinaKiyamie)
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				Title: <strong>Time apart. (grovercjuk &amp; SerinaKiyamie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfrin</strong> on <strong>04-09-2010, 06:15:40</strong>
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				Time had decided. Tarra was leaving her family from Canada to be able to live in London,.... England. It was a sudden choice from the point of view of her family. They were saying stuff like,<em> it is to far, you will not be able to reach us for Christmas</em>.... well family situation.<br>She didn't really care that much. Tarra disliked all family reunion... So it was the best thing to do for her career and to finally think she had a place somewhere to be.<br>She had follow all the good teachers and learned what she needed back at her place... She was only lacking the best picture. The number one shot!<br><br>She red online, trough research, that the mountains near England were full of castle and old buildings. Then she saw the best building ever. It was an old Victorian church might had being the one of a king... no a count maybe. It was beautiful, but on the website they said it was practically impossible to get there... Well it will be the scoop because she knew how to deal with nature and she was in good shape too. With the right equipment she could be there without a problem.<br><br>One tiniest problem.<br><br>Once she get there she will be all alone. No friends nor family to help her out of trouble, but she knew she could make it! She needed that picture. <br>She saw herself in big exposition, in historical books... She wanted to make pictures into a small story. She would need to deal with some manipulation later on at her already bought small house.<br><br>She choose the place carefully making sure she was close to work and all. She had pick up the small farm house on an already bigger farm place. She was going to work under the owner of the place. Making sure the animals had all their meals.<br>tho she was clever. She said she was going to work yes, but she had paid some kid to do it for the first year. She had enough money for that at least. All that was put aside for this big trip.<br><br>She had packed up all her stuff and said he goodbyes. When she did reach the small cottage... she didn't care about the rest... She made herself ready for her big adventure.<br>She was actually going to pick up information first of all and in a week she will be off.<br><br><div align="center">*****</div><br>"Gosh. I didn't think it will be that far." she said trying to climb the small foot road leading to her sanctuary. She had ask some guide to help her reached the forest at least... then she thanks him continuing alone without caring about the warnings he was saying.<br><br>She reached the place a little after lunch. It was better then on the website... where it was showing only picture from helicopter. It was forest all over, but we could see the cathedral still standing in front of her. <br>All with the essence of her past glory. It had a Gothic look to it and the stained glass window were fragile and dark or broken. The stairs were still leading towards the doors, but those last ones where broken in half like it was cut off or something.<br>Latin inscriptions were over the door frames and she could read only Life and God... She had a glimpse of maybe Demon too. <em>Typical</em> she said to herself. Then she tried to go closer and to find nice place to shoot.<br><br>Half an hour later... she only captured a small part of it... She then tried to entered trough the doors by pushing one aside... It fell with a <em>woof</em> on the leaves bed floor. Birds flew away and then the silence of the forest came to her. She got a chill on the back of her neck... Like she wasn't welcome, but she tried to ignore the damn thing and entered the place.<br>Her camera still around her neck, she when further more into the place. She had packed a cord and food supplies just in case... oh and a health bag to make sure she won't be injured... <br><br>She had forgotten about no receptions.... So her cellphone, tho she had it with her, will be useless.<br><br>She went in trying to push her fears aside and then she saw the best thing ever. <br>The round stained glass window that was making Jesus stand out, was still intact... Well a little darker here and there, but no broken glass at all.<br>Surprised about this discovery she looked around to find the right place to take the shot. Then she saw a few stairs going up kinda on a look alike stage.<br>She got up on them and settle herself. Then putted her camera in front of her face to look trough the eye of her weapon... <br><br>Then she started to walk back a little so she could have all inside the picture..<br><br>She didn't saw the branch and didn't glance a the hole behind her... She fell back and tumble into the crack that a three made a long time ago. She fell down for a while, but she kinda slide half way trough, luckily for her. It must have been a water chute before.<br>She passed out when she reached the bottom.<br><br><div align="center">****</div><br>She doesn't remember how many time had passed when she awoken, but she felt a pain on her hip, bottom and neck. She sure was bleeding somewhere, but exactly where, she was confused.<br>She reached for her cell phone, but suddenly cursed the damn thing for there was no reception. She tried to steady herself... She found a branch near her hand and broke a part so she could use it as a walking stick...<br><br>Then, once more steady on her legs, she saw a door still standing. The only way out.<br>That is when her all life changed. She opened it.<br><br>Thick air took place and it was so dark she couldn't see a thing... She fetch in her bag a small flashlight that light up on a coffin. <br>Goosebumps appeared all over her body... She tough it would do a superb photo..., but when she reached for a camera, she couldn't find it. It was probably still on the surface or hanging somewhere... <br>"Damn it! Fuck... Why me." She sobbed a little before... Sitting down holding her head.<br><br>She should have listen to her family.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Time apart. (grovercjuk &amp; SerinaKiyamie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>grovercjuk</strong> on <strong>04-09-2010, 21:55:08</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He had slept through so many rising and settings of the sun, the slow turning of the earth bringing the seasons one after another. And so the years had past as he lay there, still in the coffin, his chest did not rise and fall, his heart did not beat but he was not dead.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She had tricked him, the raven haired, blue eyed temptress, the lady of the manor, Lady Catherine D’Arcy. He had never suspected that she knew that his was a citizen of the dark, a Vampire. He had thought that her coy looks, the ‘chance’ brushing of bodies had been her signal to a man that she felt attraction too. Attraction enough he had thought for her to stray from her marriage bed.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And then the note and the somewhat strange place to met the crypt of the church. But it was to avoid the servants who where loyal to her husband or so it had said. Still he had come, stood by the stone coffin and thought with a smile on his face of the pleasures he would have that night. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then came the footsteps and he had turned with a smile on his face, there she was radiant in the doorway. He had stepped forward, words of love on his lips when she had stepped to one side. And there was the man, crossbow cocked and ready, the twang of the mechanism releasing and then the pain as the sharpened stake had slammed into his chest and heart.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As he had staggered back he has seen her face, twisted in hatred as she spat, “Die devil’s spawn.” Then as he had stood, hand reaching for the stake he saw the dawning realisation on their faces, it had not worked, they had listened to the wrong folklore.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Still they had slammed the door shut and sealed it even as he had rushed towards it. And it was a stout door, even after the weeks he had slammed, tore and hammered at it, it had held sealing him in. And he had heard the workman as he had laid the boards and nailed them into place blocking of access to the corridor and his room.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He had searched the room, but there was no way out for him, none at all. So he had stood and vowed, she had better pray to God that she had died when he got out for her death would be slow and agonising at his hands.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But for now there was nothing he could do nothing but sleep away the time until someone ventured into the room and he was once more free. The stone coffin lid had lifted revealing the previous occupant whose remains now lay in a heap in the corner. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Now dust moved, as he became aware, feeling returned to his body as he began to stir. His long sleep was over, he could sense, could sense that rich life filled blood, a heartbeat, the intake of breath. There was a human in the room with him, sobbing, a female! Had she returned thinking him dead? If so she would regret that decision.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He reached up and felt the lid, feeling the cold stone under his fingers as he sought the edge. Then he pushed the surge for freedom sliding the lid off to crash on the floor. Then&nbsp; <br>Cat like he was moving, out of the coffin, landing on his feet.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But it was not she, and as she stared in shock he became aware of two things. One that she was dressed really strange and two he had burnt off most of his reserves getting out of the coffin. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Oh damnation.” He said as his legs gave away and he slid down against the stone coffin until he was sat with his legs sprayed out in front of him. He must present a bizarre sight he thought to her. Dressed in his dark suit, waistcoat, white ruffled shirt, pocket watch, the height of fashion for the well healed Victorian gentleman. But covered with the dust of years and the pale gaunt skin of the anemic against which his blue eyes and dark hair stood out. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Wolfrin</strong> on <strong>04-09-2010, 23:35:36</strong>
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				Tarra got back on her feet pretty quickly when she heard the sound coming from the coffin behind her. She rushed towards the door even if there was nowhere to go...Suddenly, curiosity took part of her and she turned back to look at what was going on. A huge sound of something falling on the ground made her close her eyes for a second, but she was determined to look at what was there with her.<br>The coffin was open and a silhouette came out of it. At first she thought it might have been an animal..., but when she saw how huge it was... and when it was standing... she realize it has the shape of a human.<br><br>How could this be? She had probably fell asleep and this was a nightmare... She was so scared that she hit the wall of where she had come from. She couldn't go further more....Then something weird happen as suddenly as it came to life. It fell bottom first on the floor.... <em>"Oh damnation."</em> she heard with surprise...<br>It could talk in a way she did understand... She wanted to laugh so hard..., but she only smiled...<br><br>What could be so fearsome and then made that kind of entrance... She hold on that laugh... didn't want to make this thing mad.<br>She stayed where she was moving only and inch with each words.<br>"Are... Are you alright?" she asked.<br>Her family thought she was so smart, but sometimes they felt like she was to caring for the others. It could cost her great misfortune if use at the wrong place.<br><br>But her family didn't know her as well has they thought.<br>Soon she will find out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Time apart. (grovercjuk &amp; SerinaKiyamie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>grovercjuk</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 00:00:08</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“I have been better.” John said in a rueful way as he considered what to do next. He could feed on the female, which would regain his strength, but he had no idea if she was alone. Or as the thought struck him just how long as he slept and how had the world changed in the mean time.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But then he had to come up with something to explain his current predicament before she decided to run away.<br>He laughed as if amused with himself. “I am afraid that I had a tad too much to drink last night and it seems that my friend’s thought it would be a great jape to put me down here.” <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He smiled as if in good humour, “No doubt they are having a good laugh at the thought of me waking up in a coffin of all things. You would not happen to have something to drink or eat would you. I am both hungry and thirsty and I must apologise if I scared you.”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Wolfrin</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 01:24:08</strong>
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				She looked behind her and up where she came... puzzled. She then looked back at him. He was kind of strange and even the clothing when she putted the torch to his pants and upper body leaving the face alone -she knew it wouldn't feel respectful to flash the eyes- he looked out of an Halloween carnival or something. They were still in September... Anyway that wasn't the strangest thing... It was his story.<br>How the heck his "friends" could have come down here. It was all crumbled with rocks and dirt... Not to mention roots. She couldn't go back and she was stick with a man non the less.<br>"Well..." she cleared her throat before continuing further. "I think you are lying to me mister. There is no way you could have been here because of your friend." She then walk away of the door to let him see why. Then she continued with the dream thing trying to see why she will dream such concept.<br>Did she need sex that badly? She tapped her forehead not believing she just tough of that... But the situation look so surreal to be true so why not.<br><br>She liked the supernatural thing in the first place and trying to think about this place... a coffin, old clothing, pale as snow.... She was having a vampire dream!~<br>"Fuck... You gotta be joking." <br>She was pissed at herself for following some teenager wave. There was no way she would be dreaming about that....<br>She fetch some chocolate bar in her bad and toss it at the man.<br><br>"I am sorry...I only have this to gave you. I don't get why I will be dreaming about a vampire like you. Jeez.... I am 26 for god sake. Why would I like some teenager mad love? I dislike giving my blood to save lives.. Why would I give it to some random guy?" She went on and on about how bad the dream was and questioning herself about the situation. Until, she walked on a rock that roll under her foot and made her fall on her back knocking her head on the floor... Suddenly the pain over her body was real... Why she haven't felt it before? She had blood over her and her arm and hip was hurting... Then she remembered taking some pain killers and she had trying to put up some bandage here and there.... Then she fell asleep.<br><br>The scary noises and the stress made her forget about all that.... And there it was.<br>The man wasn't an hallucination nor a dream.<br>She gaps... Trying to putted herself further back into the corridor and sat on a rock. He did have the look of a vampire in books..., but what? No...<br><br>"I won't believe this crap! This is not real... It can't be! There is no way this man could have survive! There is nothing around here.... It has been a forest since the war... He would have been dead by now. The website said no one has came closer to this place in ages! The places burned down in the Victorian era!" She stopped holding her head and look in front into the dark seeing only the man's feet.<br>"My life can't end here by some folklore of a vampire!"
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				Post by: <strong>grovercjuk</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 21:13:08</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She was bleeding, he could smell that intoxicating aroma and then his hand came up and caught the bar of chocolate that she had thrown to him. He opened it and ate as he listened to her rambling on.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Was she drunk, or more likely given the blood smell had she been in an accident? It was obvious that she did not believe his story, still it was worth the attempt. He smiled, “I am a Vampire? Is that what you believe? A Vampire who sits and eats chocolate rather than leaping upon you and partaking of your blood, a rather odd Vampire would you not say?”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He finished the bar, not sufficient but it would have to do for now. “As you say it is unlikely that I can have been here or long. It is much more likely that there is another way in and out that you have not found. Perhaps we can find it together.” He was pitching his voice low and calming in an effort to calm her.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He struggled to his feet and leant against the coffin, “If you would light the way.” That was an interesting device she had for giving out light but questioning her about it would only raise more suspicion in her mind.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Wolfrin</strong> on <strong>05-09-2010, 21:50:12</strong>
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				She looked at the man still suspicious of his story..., but he looked like he knew about chocolate bars... She doubt that a Victorian vampire could knew about that in the first place.<br>"Well, I really don't know how to go out of this place.... Where I came from there is nothing. The corridor that might have once been there, is now destroyed by time. Where I fell it was a chute for I don't know the use and if there is a way to climb up by this place, I won't be able to do it... My leg hurts so much." She leaned against the wall still holding her made up cane. She didn't looked away of the man. "What about your <em>chamber</em>?"<br><br>She didn't have confidence in that man at all... His story and the way he was acting made her puzzled... It was to much weirdness. Nothing made sense for her and so she will keep her distances.<br><br>She made just one step closer to the door and flicked her flashlight so she can light up the chamber again.<br>"He take a look. I am sorry, but I won't go further more.."
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				Post by: <strong>grovercjuk</strong> on <strong>06-09-2010, 23:26:32</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He almost said that he knew there was no exit from the chamber but then that would hardly fit with his supposed story would it? So instead he made a show of looking around the chamber as she shone the light.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Nothing I am afraid to say.” He smiled at her ruefully. Then he walked over to her and looked at her. “I will just have a look outside.” He started to walk to the door and then stopped and turned around to look at her once more.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“I will need the light, but if I take it you will be in the dark.” He smiled, “What say I help you walk and you shine the light around? I am a gentleman, you can have no worries.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then he smiled again and inclined his head, “Where are my manners, you must think I am the most boorish oaf. My name is Mark Newsome esquire. May I enquire yours?”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Wolfrin</strong> on <strong>09-09-2010, 21:42:07</strong>
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				She looked at the man up and down and she stepped back towards the wall behind her..<br>"My name is not of importance right now..." She wasn't going to say her name to a man that was lying to her... Then, without looking away to much from the man, she looked at the crumbled rocks. <br>"I really don't know where you want to go... We are stuck here... Unless you know how to climb up the chute." She said looking up where she had fell.<br><br>Then she remembered that some old place had secrets passage. "Well if we are lucky maybe there is a secret passage around here..., but I am not sure." She opened her back again and used a small cord to attach the flashlight on the side of her head, just above her ear so it can hold better. "There I could use my hands with that." She fetched something else in her bad... a chocolate energy bar for her and a little Swiss knife. "And witp dat you vont do somefing stupid." She said showing the open knife with her chocolate bar in her mouth.<br><br>She looked at him again. "Let's try to find something."
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				Post by: <strong>grovercjuk</strong> on <strong>09-09-2010, 23:47:31</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“It seems we have some trust issues.” Mark said softly almost to himself. But could he blame her, any woman in a lonely place with a strange man would be on edge.<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He smiled when she said could he climb the chute, yes my dear you give me a pint or so and I could. But somehow he suspected that she would react rather badly to that suggestion.<br>He looked down at the knife as she said don’t do anything stupid.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Like this you mean?” Even in his weakened state he moved with catlike quickness so that he was right by her in a blink.<br>Then he smiled and offered her his arm. “You truly have nothing to fear from me, honestly the way you are acting it is like I was a Vampire or some creature of the night.”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Wolfrin</strong> on <strong>10-09-2010, 02:30:48</strong>
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				She was trying to find a secret way out of here when he walked close to her with his hand as offering...She jumped two feet away.<br>"Jeez! Don't scare me like that... How did you do that?" She asked because he was very fast... She barely saw him move.<br><br>She back off a little feeling the wall behind her. "Well... you are just a liar and I don't trust you. I don't know who or what you are..., but your story makes..." She couldn't finish because she felt like she was falling again... She had pushed something behind her and the wall was now cracking and broke down under her. She fell on her back inside an other corridor. <br>"Ouch! Am I not hurt enough for today!" She tried to get back up before he comes closer to help her. Her stupid made up cane at broke under a big rock on her side... And she only had the wall to help her...<br><br>Her light was now hanging around her neck since it had fell of her head. She stopped half way getting up... Her back was giving up on her... She let a small drop going down her cheek... <br>She bit her lips trying to concentrate on the hurting part then she straiten up more.<br>"See... I found something... I don't need you afte...." She said her voice shaking...
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				Post by: <strong>grovercjuk</strong> on <strong>10-09-2010, 22:35:42</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“How annoying.” Mark said to himself, if only he had found that weakness in the wall he could have left there years ago. He looked down at her, “Yes I have to say you do seem to managed to find a way out.””<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He moved forward looking down the corridor, presumably if he followed it he could get out. Then he turned and looked at the crumbled figure leaning against the wall. Now did he need her or could he feed on her.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“No you don’t need me, do you, after all you are in such good condition. I am positively certain that you could no doubt skip down the corridor.” He moved forward and squatted by her, he could smell the sweet smell of blood, it was so tempting.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then instead he reached down and helped her to her feet, “I am some what weak myself, but no doubt we can manage if we work together.” His eyes bored her hers, “You say I am a liar and you do not trust me. Do you really want to know the truth?”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Wolfrin</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 20:26:27</strong>
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				Her back on the wall to stay steady she looked at him into his eyes. She made a smirk before speaking. "See it would have been better if you had told me the truth. I can see when someone lie to me and when he is saying the truth. It would have been better from the start. Even if you are saying you are a murderer, I would have prefer that." She looked at how weak he seemed and smiled. "If you were to kill me right now it will be pointless since you could use me instead. I am barely standing, but my brain works perfectly... and..." She cut off trying to wonder why she was going to say that... She must have seen the end of her life to say it without thinking. "... you could use me as shield since I am so badly hurt from the chute... If there is some trap and stuff."<br><br>She tried to stand straight and start walking. "I have no clue why I said that... I just wanted to become a good photographer, but even so... I have nothing that is attaching me to life. I tried a million time to fit in when I lived with my parents and I was working in the restaurant for that reason... I even when to school to study and tried to have some friends, but they were against me for some reason.. Not enough popularity and I was ugly. My family are just a bunch of old crap. They tried to protect me against the world and I was always trying to stay away from that.. Putting myself in danger was much fun then been in a cage studding in my room. They didn't approve of my life anyway. Been artist was against what they thought was worth living." She took a breath and stopped again. "I came here even if all the locals told me it was dangerous. They said something about a demon... Legends I told them. So I wasn't afraid. They said it was hard to come around this place. No one had tried what I did it so many decades. So the forest took place and I was sure I wasn't gonna make it... So I tried pushing suicidal ideas behind my mind..."<br><br>She looked up at him. "I guess I wanted to end it there without noticing my own problems... I was only a matter of time before I get to notice my true consciences I guess. I just realize this now... So I guess whatever you are going to say doesn't matter anymore. So please speak to me. Tell me the truth, I would like to know before my body gives away. I think I broke my lower back and my hip...My arm is weak. I don't know how I can get steady in that condition."<br>Tarra made a weak smile... Didn't know what was going on in her life. Why she wanted to end it. Somewhere there was a light of hope in her. <br>She wanted to feel helpful somehow. She wanted to live and see what her life had for her. Her head was bleeding a little and maybe it made her look unreasonable... confused and lost. <br>"My name is Tarra by the way." She said laughing.
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				Post by: <strong>grovercjuk</strong> on <strong>14-09-2010, 00:15:36</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mark blinked at the torrent of information that she had suddenly volunteered. He picked out the occasionally word that seemed relevant to their situation.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“So I guess that you are alone and that you like danger. Well there is no demon, well at least I hope there is no demon. I am really not up to handling a Demon right now.” Truth was even at full strength Mark would have preferred to run from a Demon. Tough little buggars that they are, took a lot of killing.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;His eyes searched hers, “You really want to die here in this underground pit. Because if you wish I can end it for you or I can save you the choice is yours.” He paused not quite certain why he was having this conversation rather than just feeding off her, she said she wanted to die did she not?<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;But instead he continued, “You wanted the truth, I am a Vampire and if you allow to take a small quantity of blood I can carry you and then sort out your injuries. So it comes down to this, Tara live or die your choice.”&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Time apart. (grovercjuk &amp; SerinaKiyamie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfrin</strong> on <strong>14-09-2010, 20:53:40</strong>
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				She laughed even tho it was hurting like hell. "And I thought I was dreaming." She let herself fall on the ground, the wall holding her back. She let two hurtful tears rolling down her cheeks and smiled at the man. "So for some unknown reasons, I was right, you are a vampire. In other circumstances, I would have laughed at you and say stop making fun of me..., but in here underground with you, lock in without any people do come around this place in so many decades... I think I have no other choice, but to believe..." <br><br>She looked at the corridors... It was so dark so could only see where the flashlight ended. It has holes and branches with roots... She wasn't going to be able to walk in there.... So it's father he kills her, or she ask for his help.<br>She was a proud woman and didn't like to feel down like she does right this moment, but she had no choice.<br><br>She looked up again. "Well, there is not much in life for me and taking pictures might become more risky for me if I live here. I need to work so I can continue living....Then there is your own problems. You have no idea how the world is outside, am I right?" She paused to take a breath. "I'll make a deal with you. I give you some blood and hope to be able to help you, in exchange, you stay with me until we are both settle somewhere."<br>She closed her eyes a little tired.<br>"I might seem incoherent, but what I mean in the end is..." Yes what did she wanted? She must have lost her mind or something, but for some reason she felt better around him. Like she was finally been noticed. " .. Please I do not want to be alone anymore. Take my blood."<br><br>She didn't add anything more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Time apart. (grovercjuk &amp; SerinaKiyamie)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>grovercjuk</strong> on <strong>14-09-2010, 23:40:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Mark considered that, it was true he had no real idea how much time had past whilst he slept. And of course there was no easier way to draw attention to him self than by showing ignorance of common day things.&nbsp; He probably could not even name the current Queen or king, Queen Victoria had just ascended to the throne when he was entombed and he doubted she was still around but he could be wrong. <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He looked down at her and then nodded, then realising probably she had not seen that he said, “I am happy to do that, now.” He knelt by her and put his hand out to gently take her chin in his hand. Then he turned her head to one side exposing her throat. If she resisted he was ready to back off.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then he felt his fangs slide down and he moved forward, his fangs finding her major artery like they where guided.<br>He felt the warm life giving blood flowing into him even as he pumped two chemicals into her blood stream.<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;One was to stop the blood coagulating, to keep it flowing. The other was to give her a high, prey struggled less when it was in the midst of an almost sexual rapture.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He could feel his energy levels soaring, damage done to his body repairing, strength returning. Almost with an effort he pulled himself away before he took too much. Then he retracted his fangs and licked her puncture wounds. Now his saliva would congeal her blood and help to make the puncture marks fade.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“You ok?”<br>
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