Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)
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				Title: <strong>Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 02:53:54</strong>
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				D'Artimus Rae would be wandering the city after a successful hunt, a black clove dangling from his lips as he roams in search of a tavern. heavy black leather boots cover his feet, making not a sound of the pavement below. custom tailored black leather pants cover long legs that move him effortlessly through the streets. a tailored black silk shirt concealed his lean, toned torso. his armor in this urban environment was the custom made black leather trench coat. the coat he wore as if it were made of feathers, though under the satin liner of his coat, a layer of small Kelvar coated ceramic scales protected his body. the coat buttoned under the left breast, and zipped up his right, from his shoulder to his hip. to complete his outfit, he wore a black fedora with grey pin stripes adorned his head. on the left side of his fedora, a red embroidered patch with black embroidered lettering and pair of handcuffs proclaimed him "kinky". he looked remarkably handsome, his face kind and perfectly proportioned. slender eyebrows rode above pale blue eyes that resembled glacier ice. thick black hair that concealed natural blood red and midnight blue highlights cascaded down his back, falling just short of the waist of his pants.<br><br>The tall kindred would wander around, floating from dive and sports bar, avoiding the rough and rowdy places. he would search for a tavern or pub that offered the level of social interaction that he craved. he wanted a drink, after his hunt, and perhaps find a woman or two to bed for the rest of his night. so, icy hues scanning the area, it was his sharp hearing that caught the music above the sounds of traffic and the city. clove forgotten, he would drop it and lengthen his stride to pursue the sound, drawn to it like a sailor swimming after a siren. soon he would locate the source, a goth club known for catering to the posers and fakes that claimed to be hardcore goths. the music became clear as he waited his turn to pay admission, and he would recognize the song as one of his favorites. the band was covering Nightwish's "Sleeping Sun". as he neared the entrance, he would think to himself. <em>she's no Tarja, but she is good...</em> he would pause as his icy hues fell upon the woman singing at the stage, just barely keeping his mouth from gaping.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 06:25:59</strong>
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				Fiona walked onto the stage, her black crushed velvet skirt flowed as she moved. The black and red corset covered a black lace top and enhanced her curves. She looked pale in the dark colors. Black eyeliner outlined her blue eyes. The band started and she swayed to the beat of the song. It was then her time. She took ahold of the microphone stand and started to sing. Her eyes closed as she sang to the crowd. She danced slowly, swaying her body which was now slightly hidden by the fog machine that had started.<br><br>Fi opened her eyes and finished the song. She loved hearing the crowd sing along. It made her feel like she had some sort of control over them for a few minutes. The rest of the band and herself decided to do a cover of a song, something they usually never did. They chose to cover a Nightwish song, something she thought was going to be hard to do because she wasn't going to be able to sound like their singer at all. But the rest of the band had confidence she would be able to pull it off. So Fi started to sing "Sleeping Sun." Her eyes scanned the crowd, and wondered if they were enjoying it. From where she stood, it looked like they were. That song was their final one of the night.<br><br>After the show, Fiona and the rest of the group made their way to the bar. They all ordered shots, a ritual after every show. They all slammed down the glasses at the same time and smiled at each other. Fi turned and leaned against the bar and watched as some females attempted to throw themselves at her fellow bandmates. She glanced around and saw someone she had never seen at their shows before. Most of the people in there were regular followers. He stood there in leather pants, black silk shirt and a leather trench coat. She noticed him watching the show but lost sight of him when the show ended. She was then handed a drink by the drummer and smiled. Her deep red lips parted as she smiled and thanked him. She then glanced back to where she saw the stranger, but he moved. She gave a small shrug with her shoulders and then turned and started to speak to the drummer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 07:27:46</strong>
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				D'Artimus watches her performance, moving to hide in the shadows where he would not be bothered. once the song was over, he would move silently through the crowd, not wanting to push through the throng of followers that wanted a piece of the band members. he would feel her eyes upon him, stopping to look back. a frown would form on his face as a band member takes her attention. he thinks a moment, then forms another plan to get closer to his prey. he would move to the shadowed end of the bar, and order himself a drink. from his vantage, he could see what she preferred to drink, and would order it for her. the tall man would move to a table in shadows after giving him instructions to serve her the drink, and where to find the buyer.<br><br>Dart then goes to sit and wait, to see if the server would follow through on the large tip he left the man. the bartender would arrive beside Fiona, drink in hand as discussed. excuse me Fiona. the gentleman in the back table sends his compliments for a performance well done. the tender would say, pointing to the table the vampire sat at. he invites you to join him, if you want. i don't know though, Fi. he's not like the others that come around here... there is something about his eyes... i can't put my finger on it...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 15:37:45</strong>
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				Fiona laughed at something the drummer said before she set her empty glass onto the bar. She rolled her eyes as he grinned at her as he was lead towards the dance floor by some woman. She was about to try to get the bartender's attention when he already had a glass in hand with the drink she usually ordered. Fi leaned on the bar as he handed it to her and spoke. Her head turned to look at the back table where the bartender pointed. Fi saw the man she noticed before, the one that seemed to have disappeared. She attention turned back to the bartender. Whoever this man was, caused the bartender to feel uncomfortable. He always seemed somewhat protective of her. Maybe it was because they used to be classmates. Fi wasn't sure. She told him not to worry. <br><br>Fi took the glass and turned. She looked back towards that table and then made her way through the crowd. It seemed to take her forever to get to the table in the back. She looked at him, trying to get a better look at him before she actually approached him. She took a small sip of her drink and then walked over to him. "Excuse me." She said "I just wanted to thank you for the drink." Fi said as she smiled at the man. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 16:03:55</strong>
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				D'Artimus would look up from under the brim of his fedora at her words, smiling and nodding slightly. it was the least i could do, in return for such a beautiful rendition of one of my personal favorites. you did very well my dear. the kindred would remove his fedora and set it on the table next to his glass of scotch. she could almost feel his eyes scanning quickly over her body, almost as if his hands were caressing her flesh itself. he would gesture to the chair across from him, a genuine smile on his fine lips. he would hold a nearly supernatural beauty, and his mannerisms were like those from days past. his icy hues certainly looked like he had seen a great number of years, though he looked in his mid to late twenties. please, join me for a moment or two. i am curious, as to why you and your band are still playing in small clubs instead of grand stadiums and theaters worldwide. he lifts his drink and takes a sip, setting it down. he would reach into the pocket inside his coat and pull a black clove, set it on his lips, and produce a lighter from his pants. lighting the clove, he would take a deep drag to get it lit, slowly exhaling the thick blue-grey smoke. certainly a woman of your talent can land a record somewhere away from this place. he says, his icy hues locking with her gaze. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 16:45:56</strong>
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				Fi couldn't see the stranger's face. His fedora covered it from her sight. His voice when he spoke was magical. It seemed like it could hypnotize someone if he wanted. She took a sip of her drink as he removed the fedora. She finally got to see the man's face up close. She felt his eyes scan her body. It was as if his hands were touching her, caressing her and yet he wasn't even touching her. She slide the chair out and sat down. Her leg crossed the other as she looked across the table. She then saw his icy blue eyes as well as the smile that he wore. From his first question, Fi started to think he was some sort of agent, maybe a scout for a record label. "I'm glad you liked the cover we did. I figured we were going to butcher the song." She said with a small laugh. She smiled "We have tried to play bigger venues. They don't want to take a risk on a no named band. So" She said with a shrug "We are destined to play small clubs for a bit longer." She watched as the man placed the clove on his lips and light it. He seemed to move with such grace and elegance. That was very rare nowadays. She felt herself blush slightly at him compliment. "Thank you for your compliment on my talent. We have had a few meetings with some labels, but they want us to change our sound, style, pay us less than we make doing a show here." She said her eyes meet his icy stare. "Or they want to replace the band." She added "Which isn't something I want to do." She added as she glanced back towards her fellow bandmates and then back to the stranger.<br><br>She took a sip of her drink as she looked at the man. "I have never seen you at one of our shows before. Was this the first time you saw us play?" Fi asked. He was someone she would have remembered. His eyes, as she looked at them seemed like they had some older knowledge. Her eyes, which she had to force herself to look away from, went down his face and to his lips just for a brief moment before looking back up and into his eyes. "Do you happen to work for a record label?" She asked
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 18:02:42</strong>
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				D'Artimus would smile slowly, shaking his head slightly, causing his long mane of black hair to ripple, revealing the blue and red highlights in his hair. No, personally i do not, but i have someone under my employ that might be able to help. he takes a drink of his scotch, his eyes never leaving her lovely face. it was a bold-faced lie, but his face looked so honest, she would have no reason to doubt it. besides, if he wanted to, he could have a music producer at his beck and call that very night. he might, if things when the way he wanted them to.<br><br>if you are willing, i could represent your band, try and get you guys in a label without having to change anything. you will still have creative control over everything, and i will make sure you get the recognition you deserve. the tall man chuckles, then shakes his head a bit. Pardon me, i've gone and forgotten my manners. my name is D'Artimus Rae, and i was just passing through town when i heard you. this is the first time i've seen you perform. truth be told it was worth the thirty dollars it cost to get in here. he takes a drag of his clove, exhaling slowly from his nostrils. he would politely await her introduction before continuing his conversation. if he played his cards right, he would have her singing for him tonight, and not with the band.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 18:27:43</strong>
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				Fi saw the smile slowly come across the man's face as he shook his head. She noticed the colors that were highlighting his black hair. The red color, her favorite, caught her attention right away. She was somewhat happy to hear he did not work for a label after what she had said about them. She watched as he brought his glass of scotch to his mouth. He moved so elegantly. She couldn't get over that. It was such a refreshing change to the men she knew.<br><br>The man surprised her when he offered to become their manager and get them a label without having to change anything. Fi couldn't help but smile at him. He then introduced himself so politely. "It is very nice to meet you Mr. Rae. I am Fiona Chase." She said as she held out her hand. "Thank you for saying that it was worth the thirty dollars. It is nice to actually meet someone who decided to come in after hearing us play through the walls."&nbsp; Fi said "And thank you for your offer to represent us. I would have to talk it over with the others, maybe bring them over here to meet you." Fi said as her eyes continued to look into his. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 19:30:54</strong>
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				D'Artimus would nod a bit, listening to her introduce herself. he would nod a bit, lifting his glass slowly. a pleasure to meet you Miss Chase... he sips his scotch, then sets it down. and i must say, what a grand pursuit you must be. he offers with a slow wink, taking her hand and pressing a soft kiss to the back of it. he would nod at her, acknowledging the fact she would have to talk with her band mates. he would slowly spread his arms, indicating the chairs around him. <br><br>there is room enough for them all, why don't you invite them over. i would like to meet the rest of your band, as they too did a wonderful job in supporting you and backing you up. not many bands can cover Nightwish as well as they did. he kicks himself mentally, having forgotten there were others she would have to talk to to make that decision, but he kept it hidden well behind his pleasant mask. the lean kindred wanted the woman for himself, and if he had his way, which he seldom did not, she would be his, if only a token amount, by the end of this night. he would take a drag of his clove, exhaling the blue-grey smoke from his nostrils slowly while awaiting the rest of the band.
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				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 20:05:23</strong>
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				Fi laughed at his comment. "If only I were interested in those that attempt to pursue me." She said jokingly. His touch was cool as he gently took her hand and brought it to his lips and kiss it. His kiss was cool, just like his hand was. She didn't really think much about it though. She found herself smiling when he was offering her to bring the rest of the band over to meet him and discuss him managing the band. She then slid her chair back "Let me go see if I can find them." She said as she stood up. "I will be right back, Mr. Rae." She added before turning around and walking back towards the bar, where she last saw some of the band.<br><br>Fiona returned tot he table a few minutes later. "They seemed to have disappeared." She said as she sat back down. She was glad she wasn't able to find them. There was something about this stranger that intrigued her. Fi wasn't going to let him know she saw most of them dancing. She knew they would give Mr. Rae a hard time. "I'm sure we could set up a meeting at some other time." She said as she smiled. Fi took a sip of her drink, almost finishing it. "Mr. Rae, have you represented any other bands?" she asked curiously. She found herself looking back into his icy blue eyes. She couldn't pull her eyes from them for some reason. She had always had a thing about eyes, they could let one know if they were lying. Yet with Mr. Rae, she could not tell anything at all. Only that he seemed to have so much knowledge.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 05:05:30</strong>
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				D'Artimus would chuckle softly, holding up his hand slightly. there is no need to be so formal. you may call me Dart. this is not a formal proposition. he says, smiling gently. it would then be his turn to tell the truth, catching her ruse. To be honest with you, Fiona, this is a new venture for me. i just recently decided to explore new bands and give them the shot they deserve. yours is the first band that i have thought truly worth taking the risk with. he says, most of what he said was true. he did, just that night, decide to do what he could to keep the lovely young woman in the spotlight, and show her all the world had to offer. her voice alone would have made him do it, but she had beauty and intelligence to back her, and with a little work, she would have the stage presence of many music legends that came before her.<br><br>Dart would catch the gaze of a passing waitress and order another round of drinks for Fi and himself. he would then return his icy gaze to her, arching a slender brow slightly. in his next words, he would add a touch of suggestion with his mind. it's too bad your band mates are gone. i would suggest inviting all of you over to talk over more drinks, and perhaps get started on drafting a suitable contract. he shakes his head slightly, as if disappointed to put off this important opportunity. he almost made it wound like they might not get another shot if a decision wasn't made quickly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 05:46:52</strong>
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				Fiona smiled. She listened as he spoke about this being a new venture for him. She liked that he thought they were worth taking a risk on as his first venture. She rested her arms on the table as she listened to him. When he order them another round of drinks, Fi removed her arms from the table.. "Thank you, Dart." She said after the waitress walked away. She listened to what he would suggest if the other band members were around. She wondered if she should look around one more time and was about to suggest she do that when the waitress returned with their drinks. She thanked the waitress and watched as she walked off.<br><br>"Well, you and I could always start working on a contract. I could always try to call the others once we actually have some progress." Fi suggested. Her suggestion wasn't something she would normally do, but there was something about him. Something in her just wanted to be with him. Elsewhere, just the two of them alone. She didn't know if he would take her up on her offer. She looked into his eyes to see if she could see any sign if he was willing to meet with just her or not.
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				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 11:12:06</strong>
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				D'Artimus simply nods, smiling a bit. he would take a sip of his scotch, then a final drag of his clove, putting it out in the provided ashtray on the table. then a toast my dear Fiona, to the beginning of a long and successful career. he says ambitiously, raising his glass in toast. after tapping his glass against hers, he would drain the glass of his drink, suddenly eager to be of it is a good idea, i think, to call in your band mates after we've got the ground work established, then you guys can pick over the details, until we got something everyone is happy with, agreed? he would ask, moving to pick up his fedora, then noticing she still has most of her drink, so he would set his hat back down. he would wait patiently for her to finish, in no hurry. the night was still young.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 14:52:19</strong>
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				Fiona raised her glass and tapped it to his. She took a sip and watched Dart drink his in one gulp. "I completely agree." She said as she brought her glass to her lips. She drank and noticed that Dart grabbed his fedora. He then saw she was still drinking and set it back down. She smiled at him right before she brought her glass to her red lips and finished what was left. "Dart, I will be right back." She said as she stood. "I just want to get my jacket." She said right before she headed towards the stage and to the back area. She went into the dressing room and grabbed her jacket along with her small purse. She noticed that her bandmates jackets were still back there. She would just call them later on, let them have their fun for a bit.<br><br>Fi made her way back tot he table, her jacket hung over her arm and her purse slightly covered by it. She smiled at Dart "Shall we go then?" She asked as she stayed standing.
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				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 02:13:02</strong>
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				D'Artimus would rise as she returned, picking up his fedora and donning it, he would adjust his trench coat, buttoning the left side under the coat, then zipping up the right. the trench coat was custom made to fit his lean frame, yet it would flow at the bottom as he moves. he stands beside the woman, then offers her his arm before he starts walking. <br><br>so, tell me about yourself Fiona? what got you into music, what was your drive? he would inquire, his attention on her as they walked through the city streets. he would listen quietly, never interrupting. he could listen to her sing, or talk, he found, and would never likely tire of it. he would then ask idle questions to pass the time, where she came from, what she did before she started the band, things along those lines.<br><br>All would be going well until four shadows detached from the alleyway, moving to block the path of the pair. one pulls a shot gun from his coat, a wicked grin on his face. Dart would put himself between Fiona and the men, feeling his fangs extend. this was not going to be pretty, and the only way to get out of this with Fiona alive, would be to reveal himself to her, and the men that pulled various weapons. one a chair, another a bat, and the third a wicked looking dagger.<br><br>well well well, what do we have here boys? a rich man and his bitch. how much he payin' ya honey? i could give you a good time for free... the thugs start laughing, the one aiming his shotgun at Dart slowly walking towards the pair. Dart would narrow his eyes, waiting until the man leveling the gun at his chest got near, the boys whooping and hollering at their leader's words. come on baby, ditch the loser and come play with us... he starts getting closer the Fiona, letting his attention waver far too long. in a burst of speed from Dart, he would slam the heel of his palm into the leader's nose. his other hand would take the shotgun and rapidly squeeze off three shots into the others before slamming the butt of the gun into the leader's nose again, assuring that it breaks and pierces the brain. this only took a total of three seconds, before all men fell dead to the ground.<br><br>Great, there goes that idea... the sound of sirens nearing caught his attention. i will explain when i get back to my house, but you will have to trust me... Dart scoops the girl into his arms, then takes off into the alleyway, still holding the shotgun. he would have to clean it. the lean man then jumps, kicks off a wall, then kicks off the other, repeating this until he is on the rooftops. without another word, the lean man starts running and jumping across the rooftops, leaping great distances between buildings. things would start to click in Fiona's mind, if she remembered that his skin was cool to the touch.<br><br>about ten minutes of running, he comes to a building and drops into the alley, moving to an open door. he sets Fiona down gently on her feet, and shuts the door, sliding a heavy bar across it to lock it. he turns and looks to the woman. the room they were in was small, and had only one other door. he knew she would be having one of two reactions right now. fear, or fascination.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 05:48:24</strong>
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				Fiona truly liked how Dart rose when she returned to the table. She slipped her jacket on and buttoned it as he closed his trench coat up. Her coat only went down mid-thigh, but it would help keep her skirt down if it was windy. She smiled and gave Dart a slight nod of her head as he offered her his arm. She slipped hers into it and they headed out of the bar.<br><br>"Well, I'm an only child. Both of my parents were into music. They taught music in high school. So they were the ones that got me into it. At the beginning, they pushed me. I hated having to practice. It always took away from hanging out with my friends." She said with a small laugh as she thought about how she used to be when she was in high school. "Then after they died, singing became a release for all my anger." She said. Fi looked at Dart. "Sorry I'm babbling. I tend to do that sometimes." She said with a small laugh. "But then singing became a passion, something I had to do. The guys were from the neighborhood, so it just seemed like the right thing for us to do." She added.<br><br>Fi didn't see the four shadows at first. She was looking over at Dart when he moved himself in between herself and the four men. She looked around Dart and saw them. She saw the weapons they had. It angered her that they referred to her as a bitch and implied that she was only with Dart for money. She seemed frozen in her spot. She looked and saw the one with the shotgun walking towards them. The gun was raised and pointed at Dart. Fi put her hands on Dart's back but then he was gone. He moved quickly and attacked them. She jumped slightly when the gun went off. She watched as Dart attacked them.<br><br>Fi was about to speak when Dart said she would have to trust him. She felt him take her into his arms and takes off down the alley. Fi held onto him, her arms around his neck. She let out a small gasp as he took them up the wall to the rooftop. Dart seemed to jump from roof to roof without any problems. She felt safe in his arms even as he jumped down into an alley. Without letting go of her, Dart brought her into a building. He set her down gently and then locked the door. Fiona watched him. She remembered his cool touch when he took her hand. No one would be able to do what he did tonight. Not someone that was human. She stepped back and looked at him as he turned to face her. He was truly fascinating. She waited to hear his explanation about what happened back there and how he was able to do the things he did.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 11:47:24</strong>
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				D'Artimus sighs softly in relief, seeing that Fiona was curious, even fascinated by the events that had just taken place. he looks to the shot gun in his hand and clicks on the safety with his thumb, setting the gun over his shoulder. it looked like he had a new weapon for the moment. the lean man leans back against the door looking to her.<br><br>Well then, Fiona. as i said, i owe you an explanation. there is no point in lying, seeing as we will be business partners, if you should still desire it. i am a vampire. he says, and it would be then that she would notice his four metallic fangs lining his upper jaw. he had not retracted them. i drink blood to live, i sometimes kill without remorse, and i have been alive for over five hundred years. &nbsp;his icy hues watched the woman for her reaction, wondering what the next step was from here. he only hoped he didn't have to keep her quite.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 15:12:44</strong>
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				Fiona watched as Dart leaned against the door and looked back at her. He then started to speak. She blue eyes widen when she heard the word vampire come from his mouth. She then noticed the fangs. She hadn't noticed them before but that could have been from the excitement from the four men. As she looked at him, she knew he was going to be able to tell she was still fascinated. Dart was over five hundred years old. That explained why he acted like such a gentleman. During the time he was alive, men were more respectful. <br><br>She turned away from him and walked, she started to unbutton her jacket. "Were you planning on feeding from me?" She asked as she slipped her jacket off and held onto it as she leaned against the opposite wall. She then turned and looked at Dart. Those icy eyes watched her every move it seemed. "I mean if we are going to be business partners, I don't think it's a good idea for you to feed off me." She said before she smiled at him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 01:08:28</strong>
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				D'Artimus smirks a bit, crossing his arms over his chest. he would indeed watch every movement of her graceful form, then back to her eyes as she spoke. truthfully, i had other plans for you, my dear. and if i was to feed from you, you would be one of the few that would survive my kiss. he says, pushing himself off the wall and moving towards her. he would stand inches from her, gazing deep into her eyes. for a long moment, he stood there, his eyes unreadable, before the door opens beside her. Dart would step back, holding the door open for her.<br><br>inside was a large living room, seemingly made to accommodate at least a hundred people, if not more. a large fireplace contained a fire against the opposite wall. an expensive looking chandelier hangs from the vaulted ceiling.&nbsp; the very interior was gothic in style, and seemed fitting for the vampire beside Fiona. large dark painting hung on the larger walls, adding more to the dark atmosphere. chairs and couches were set in a semi circle around the fire, and a bar was built into one of the walls, the shelves lined with countless liquors and drinks. the vampire had money to through around, it would seem. welcome to my humble dwelling, Fiona. please, make yourself comfortable. and know that your neck is safe, for the time being. he adds with a slight wink. walking in and taking off his trench coat. setting the shotgun against the wall he would hang his coat on a sturdy hook, then move towards the bar. with an agile leap, he crosses the bar, looking at the various liquors. would you like a drink, my dear? he would inquire, casting his gaze back to hers.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 05:55:38</strong>
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				Fiona's eye brow raised at what Dart said. She wondered what his other plans for her were. She couldn't help but smile at her being one a few that would survive his kiss. She watched as he moved towards her and then stop inches away from her. Their eyes met. Fi couldn't tell anything about what he was planning. Not that she was worried. Even though she knew what he was, which was strange to believe, she did not have any fear of him. Fi didn't even notice that she was standing near a door until Dart moved and held the door open for her.<br><br>Fi entered the room and was surprised at the size of it. She walked farther into the room and looked around. She walked past a chair and set her jacket on it as she walked past. She turned to look at Dart and caught his wink after his comment. She laughed and watched him remove his trench coat and hang it up on a hook. He moved towards the bar. He moved so gracefully. And then when he lept over the bar and stood behind it, Fi smiled again. Dart was very fascinating, she thought as she walked over towards the bar. She leaned against the bar and looked at all the different types of liquors Dart had stocked. She saw bottles she had never seen before. Some looked very expensive. Fi looked over at Dart. "How about a vodka and cranberry." She said. "So, what were the other plans you had for me, Dart?" She asked as she gave him a flirty smile. Fi then leaned on the bar farther "Were you planning on killing me?" She added with that same flirty smile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 06:24:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would laugh heartily, grabbing a tall glass, adding some ice, and mixing the juice and vodka with flourish, having years of practice to learn. he then slid the glass on the bar top, pulling another glass and making himself a long island ice tea. he shakes his head a bit. now what kind of man would i be if i killed a beauty like you? you have a wonderful voice, i would like to see it become world famous. he leans on the bar, moving closer to her, but keeping a respectful distance. right now, my plan is to draft out a contract that i can send to my contact tomorrow, and get the ball rolling on your record deal. i can see you going very far, you and your band.<br><br>Dart pulls a clove from his pocket and lights it, taking a deep drag of his clove. without taking his gaze off hers, he would take a sip of his drink, the smoke of his clove trickling out of his nostrils. he felt strongly about this woman, and he had no idea why. but he would make sure she was taken care of, one way or another.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 06:39:54</strong>
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				Fiona liked Dart's laugh. It was the first time she heard him laugh. She watched as he made her drink and then caught it when he slid it down to her. She took a sip, but kept her attention on him. She watched as he made himself a drink. She felt herself blush when he referred to her as a beauty. "But why do you want to see me become world famous?" She asked as she watched him lean against the bar. She did agree about drafting up a contract. They all wanted to be famous and tour the world. Yet hearing what Dart said, being that famous frightened her a bit. She took a long drink from her glass and looked down at the bar. It was the first time she really wasn't watching Dart.<br><br>She smelled the clove and looked back at him. His gaze catching hers. She placed her elbow on the bar and then rested her head on it. "Would you still be with me." She let slip "Sorry, I mean with us if we got famous?" She asked him. She then straightened herself up " Should we go sit down?" She asked him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 07:48:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus chuckles softly and nods a bit, moving around the bar towards the chairs surrounding the fire. yes. the way i see it, i will be permanent manager to the band, helping you select the venues you wish to play. i will be there in the background, traveling with you on tours, the whole bit. the choice is yours though. all i want, is sole ownership of the band. you will have all creative rights. i will not make you play a song you don't want to play. i will give you access to all the studio time you want. anything you want and desire, it is yours. he says, sitting down and facing her. he was sincere, but there was only one thing he wanted that he didn't bring up. he wanted exclusive rights to her, her voice and body between shows. that would wait though. he would pull a note pad from a coffee table drawer and a pen, starting to draft up the contract to include everything he just said. there was plenty of room for negotiations.<br><br>well, what do you think, for starters? he would hand her the note pad and pen, awaiting her reaction.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 15:10:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona watched as Dart moved from behind the bar and towards the chairs that surrounded the fire. She listened to what he said. He would be their permanent manager. He wanted ownership of the band. That right there should have and would have frightened off probably anyone. She moved behind him and then sat across from him. They would still have creative rights. Fi leaned back in the chair and crossed one leg over the other. "No matter where we go, you will be there, correct?" She asked even though she already knew the answer. The last thing he said, about anything she desired would be hers, her mind went to him, to Dart, the vampire sitting across from her that was now writing. <br><br>She took the note pad from him and read what he wrote. She looked up at him "I do have a question about the whole ownership thing. What exactly does that entail?" She asked. "Does that mean you will own us or just the name?" Fi then added. Regardless of his answer, Fi wanted him to be their manager. She was also wanted more. As she looked at him, part of her wanted to hear him say he would own her. She shook her head slightly and glanced down at the note pad again. "I think the band would like having access to studio time." She said as she glanced up from the note pad to Dart. In the light of the fire, Dart was even more attractive than he was before. If that was possible. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 16:17:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would think a moment as nods to the first question. yes, i will be there, either in the public face or in shadows. he confirms, listening to the next question, pausing a moment. you all would be free people. i would own the name of the band, and as long as you work for me, you will have the best producing staff at your beck and call. and if you want, each can have private tutors with famous musicians from across the musical genre. if that is something you desire. imagine, having singing lessons from Celine Dione or some other famous singer that you wanted? he shrugs a bit, slender brow slightly. he would do what he promised, willing to drive his several private accounts into the ground if he had to. <br><br>Dart finds himself staring only at her, the contract out of mind for a moment. erotic fantasies started to work through his mind, and he longed to make them real, he had been alone for so very long. it must have showed in his eyes, because the atmosphere in the room went to one of business, to one of desire. the fire light reflected in his eyes, and he seemed to look into her, instead of at her. what he like what he saw, he knew not quite yet.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 06:10:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona watched Dart as he spoke. So he would own the name of the band, no big deal. She could deal with that. As she watched she thought working for Dart wouldn't be bad. He could afford to spend money on them. It seemed he wanted to spend the money on the band so they could succeed. She smiled when he said he could even make it so they could have private tutors. "To have a famous musician tutor me would be too strange. She said with a small laugh. "But do you think I need a tutor?" She asked. One thing for sure, she did not want to take advantage of Dart's generosity. <br><br>She took a sip from her glass and saw Dart staring at her. Usually she would end up feeling uncomfortable when someone looked at her for too long, unless she was on stage. Fi looked at him over the glass that was at her lips. She saw the reflection of the fire in his eyes. He looked so relaxed as he sat there, so calm, so attractive. She smiled against her glass before she tipped it more and finished what was left in it. She knew if she drank more she would probably make a pass at him, more aggressive than she normally would be. How much of a gentleman Dart was held her back from even flirting with him.&nbsp; She lowered her empty glass and held it against her knee. "What are you thinking about?" She asked
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 06:49:33</strong>
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				D'artimus obviously was able to think of other things and come up with coherent answers as well. he would chuckle a bit, his eyes shifting back to a less intense stare as she speaks. no dear, i don't think you need a tutor, it was merely a suggestion, and something that if you ever decided you needed, i would get for you. he says, a slight nod of his head. he would take a drink of hid long island ice tea, easing his stare even more. it was her next question that caught him off guard. and he did blurt out the first thought that had come to mind. <br><br>you...<br><br>it was a simple statement, but the stoic vampire was suddenly taken by a bout of embarrassment, and the vampire's face actually reddened a bit. so vampires could blush. it was out there though, and he could only sit there and watch her reaction, taking a nervous drag of his clove. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 06:57:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hearing Dart say he did not think she needed a tutor was very nice to hear. She watched as he took a drink of his long island iced tea. When he said he was thinking about her, she thought she saw him blush. It may have been the way the fire lit up the area around them, but she still swore she saw it. She watched as he took a&nbsp; drag of his clove. She leaned over and set her empty glass onto the table and then leaned back in her chair. "What about me ere you thinking?" She asked. She was hoping he wasn't going to say he lied before and wanted to feed from her until she was dead. She hoped he would say he wanted her, or something to that effect. All Fi knew is she wanted to feel his cool touch on her, feel his lips on her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 07:43:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus heaves a sigh and tosses back the last of his drink, looking to her. he could fell the desire radiating from her now, and if she were a vampire, she would be able to feel it on him as well. his icy hues became suddenly more intense.<br><br>I want to make you sing for me, like you did for those people tonight. i want to show you a world of desire you have never seen before. &nbsp;he speaks matter of factually, his eyes watching her reaction. i want to show you the world through my eyes, and let you have everything you ever wanted and ever desired. come to my bed tonight, and you shall have everything. no strings, no tricks. you have no reason to fear for your life. you will leave here tomorrow, official contract in hand. he was sincere, and it would show in his eyes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 08:10:33</strong>
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				Fiona could feel his desire as well. It wasn't just her that wanted it, he also wanted her. His words made her want to sing for him, only for him. Fi wanted to see the world he could show her. She wanted to see the world how he saw it. Dart did not have to say she had no reason to fear for her life, but she appreciated that he did say it. Fi could hear it in his voice that he was sincere. She wanted to join him in his bed. <br><br>Fiona stayed quite for a few minutes. She was going to do something she never did. She never would go to bed with someone she just met. She didn't want to go with him just because of what Dart offered her and her band. She was very attracted to him. Her eyes looked into his intense eyes. "Take me to your bed, Dart." She said as she stood up and held out her hand for him to take. He was what she desired more than anything. The way she felt, it wasn't just some passing feeling. Fi knew the feeling would probably grow with time. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 10:48:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus stands and takes the offered hand, first pulling her close, his other arm sliding around her corseted waist, holding her lightly to his lean frame. she would be able to feel his lean, toned muscles through the silken fabric of his shirt. she would also notice that he had warmed considerably, to a more normal temperature. except the ancient look in his eyes, and the glint of his metallic fangs, he looked and felt, completely human in that lustful moment. without a moments warning, she would find his lips pressed roughly to hers. he would linger there, one hand on her back, the other moving to cup the back of her head and hold her to the kiss as his tongue sought entry past her full lips. the kiss was rough, but fiercely passionate, as if he craved to make her his just by that first kiss alone. <br><br>she would shortly get a feel of his real strength as his one arm lifted her, holding her tightly to him as he walked from the living room, down a dark hallway and into his large bedroom. had she the time to notice, the most outstanding feature in his room was the overly large bed that could comfortably sleep seven or eight other people besides him, covered in black satin. gauze satin curtains hung from the canopy of the bed, and he brushed those aside with one hand as he pressed her onto the large bed, settling his slight weight on top of her. this whole time, his lips never left hers. and he had done this with his eyes closed. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 15:16:21</strong>
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				Fiona watched as Dart stood and accepted her hand. He pulled her close. Her free hand went to his chest, she felt his toned body as he slipped one hand around her waist. She did notice he did not feel as cold as before when he picked her up. He kissed her, something she wasn't expecting. He released her hand and brought it up to the back of her head. Fi felt his tongue at her lips and she parted them to allow his tongue access where it was met by hers. She kissed him back with the same passion he kissed her with.<br><br>Fi felt his hold become tighter and then he was moving them. Their kiss did not end. When he stopped, her eyes opened slightly as he laid her on a huge bed. He stayed with her, his weight somewhat on her as he laid on her. Her hands then went around his neck and pulled him even closer. His kiss and the way he held onto her, made her feel that this wasn't just a one night stand. She moved one leg and wrapped it around his calf. She was finally getting what she wanted. As they kissed, her tongue slipped into his and felt the tips of his fangs. She had to fight the urge to run her tongue against them, so they would cut it and let him taste her that way as well. Fi knew that if he wanted to taste her blood, he would. She would let him in a heartbeat. She felt safe with him, even safer now that they were in his bedroom.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 00:12:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would finally break from the kiss,his gaze looking deep into her eyes. they would search hers a moment, for what she wouldn't know, as his hands moved to the laces holding her corset closed. deft hands would start to unlace the corset, and soon it would fall away, finally revealing her true feminine shape. his hands would start to move down her sides, his nails grazing lightly at her flesh as he leans in and kisses on her neck, his fangs extending as he parts his lips. in a swift movement, he bites into her flesh, his tongue pressed against the wounds to prevent bleeding. his bite, on mortals, had the effect of causing the most extreme euphoria, seeming to spread from the base of her neck all through out her body. passion and desire would flood her system, and if she was sensitive enough, she might climax right there from his bite alone. she might possibly notice that he wasn't feeding from her, merely holding his bite for the time being.<br><br>Dart would move his hands and arch his back up slightly, unbuttoning his silk shirt and tossing it aside, his lean physique revealed to her at last. his muscles were lean, unyielding when they flexed, and would ripple quite nicely under his flesh.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 05:37:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona looked up at Dart after he broke the kiss. His eyes met hers. She hoped he found what he was looking for. She felt his hands start to unlace her corset. He finally finished and tossed it aside. She felt his hands move down her sides. She felt his nails against her flesh, not enough to scratch her though. When he lent down and kissed her neck, Fi angled her head, giving him more access to it. She felt a sharp sting when his fangs bit into her and let out a sigh. She felt his tongue press down on her neck. He didn't feed from her, she realized. <br><br>She watched as he unbuttoned his shirt and removed it. Fi looked at him, saw how lean he was. As she looked at him, the desire and passion she felt for him seemed to grow as time went by. She looked at him and figured he would see how much she desired him. With each passing second, she felt herself getting more and more excited. Her hands moved up from his waist up his chest, exploring his body, wanting it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 08:38:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus withdraws his fangs, running his tongue over the wounds until they healed completely, then he looks down to her, desire in his eyes. now was the time for action, if ever there was one. moving so he knelt beside her on the bed, skilled hands would start to remove the last of her clothing in slow, teasing motions, then lean in and ply his craft with his tongue to her flesh, his hands moving to cup her breasts, her nipples to his palms. he would cover her neck and shoulders with soft, teasing kisses, his fangs gently grazing her flesh.<br><br>Dart was certainly skilled with his hands and tongue, his fingers having taken hold of her nipples to twist and tease lightly at them. what she didn't know, was that he was reading her body to determine what she could handle, what she was ready for, and what she wasn't. in this way, he was able to keep her at the peak of arousal, without sending her over, and giving her not enough.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>07-08-2010, 15:44:29</strong>
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				Fiona wanted Dart. Her desire was growing with each passing second. She looked at him as he knelt next to her. She moved, raised herself up so he could remove she skirt without a problem. She moaned when she felt his tongue on her, his hands moved to her breasts. The soft kissed he covered her neck and shoulders with were wonderful. "Mmmm" she moaned softly as he continued teasing her.<br><br>Dart knew how to please a woman. He wasn't concerned with just satisfying himself, he wanted the woman he was with to enjoy herself as well. Fi was enjoying herself. His touches and kisses were bringing her closer and closer to an orgasm. She wanted to see him naked, wanted him so desperately to fill her.&nbsp; She eyes closed as she moaned even more as be played with and teased her nipples.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 03:06:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus was so unconcerned with his own satisfaction, thought it killed him, he would deny himself the pleasure of filling her with himself, for the time being. he wanted to make sure that above all else, she would remember this night as her most passionate night in her life. soon, his hands and lips would start moving lower across her body, his tongue dancing across her flesh as his left hand took the first feel of her sex. as his lips encircled a nipple, two lean fingers would part her folds while a third would seek out her clit, kneading it in slow circles, applying and taking away pressure to gauge her reactions. his tongue would dance across the peaked flesh of her nipple, applying gentle suction as his fingers matched the pace and tempo of his tongue.<br><br>always one to savor the female form, Dart would take all the time he wanted, bringing her close to an orgasm, then backing off slightly to deny her of it. in this way, he would make his way down her body further still, releasing her nipple and kissing down her body until his searching tongue sought out her clit. isolating the flesh between his lips, he would suck it into his mouth slightly, his tongue working her clit in various patterns, depending on her reaction to the pattern. he would push the flesh out of his mouth against his teeth, only to draw it back in, then work it in circles with his tongue. he was a passionate lover of women, always gentle yet firm when it came to foreplay. and with mortal lovers, he would tend to keep the pain at a minimum, because undead bodies could handle the heavier play that he could dish out. <br><br>Gently, two lean fingers would insert themselves into her depths, moving deftly within her, searching for her g-spot with experimenting pressures. again, he would alternate between quick and firm, and slow and gentle. the whole time, his focus was solely on her, building her up to an orgasm, then backing off before she could have it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 06:44:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona loved feeling his tongue move across her flesh. When his mouth found one of her nipples she felt one of his hands move between her legs. He parted her folds and then one of his fingers found her clit. Fi let out a moan when he started to play with her clit and his tongue danced her nipple. She found herself being brought close to an orgasm quickly. Her breathing became heavy and then Dart would stop. He kept doing that to her, which she loved, but she also wanted to have that orgasm that he was denying her.<br><br>She felt his mouth leave her breast and kiss his way down her. His tongue found what it was looking for and he started to suck on it, his tongue played with her. His mouth alone was too much to handle. "Mmm" She moaned as she bit her lip once again. Then she felt him slip two fingers into her. They seemed to be searching her and she knew what it was when she felt them move against her g-spot. Her hands grabbed the bed covers that were underneath her as he brought her to the edge of an orgasm. He didn't let her have it though. Dart kept backing off when she was about to. He was a wonderful lover. She moaned his name as he continued to pleasure her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 08:46:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would continue to play with her, his wicked tongue working her clit without tiring. however, he knew he was being cruel if he kept going like this for too long. he would suddenly stop everything, withdrawing his fingers and releasing her clit from his lips. he stood on the bed, unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his pants. pulling down the zipper, he would then slowly ease off his pants down his hips, kicking them aside once he could step out of them. the man was completely hairless, save his eyelashes, slender eyebrows, and long mane of thick hair. his legs were long, solid, and powerful looking, and his body was in perfect proportion and symmetry. but that would not be the focus of the woman he stood over. no, certainly, her gaze would be drawn to the massive erection that stood ready for its part in this night. to be blunt, Dart looked as if he could have had a profitable career in the adult movie industry, if he chose to follow it.<br><br>Dart would slowly lay himself down over the woman, using a knee to lightly part her legs so he could settle between her thighs. he would press his lips firmly to hers. she would feel the tip of his shaft press against the entrance of her sex, and hover there, pulsing firmly as he broke the kiss, looking deep into her eyes.<br><br>say you are mine, that you are mine to claim, and you will receive everything i have said and more. but only if you say it willingly, and mean it. he looked at her, and refused to move until she gave an answer.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>08-08-2010, 16:08:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona kept being played with. Dart kept bringing her close to an orgasm and then would stop. He had her so excited. His fingers that were playing inside her and his mouth on her clit, were so good. She looked forward to feeling his manhood in her. He suddenly stopped and she looked at Dart, her breathing was more like panting. Fi watched as he undid his pants and removed them. Her eyes went from Dart's face and slowly made their way down his hairless body to his waist. She finally saw his manhood. He was very well endowed. She smiled and wanted to reach out and touch it, taste it, but most of all she wanted to feel him impale her with it.<br><br>When Dart laid himself on her, Fi couldn't help but bring her hands to his body. She slowly ran her fingers along his sides. She felt the tip of his manhood at her entrance and wanted him to be inside her. Her eyes looked into his after he broke the kiss. "I am yours, D'Artimus. Yours to claim." She said in answer to him. She meant it. She was his and would do anything for him, let him do whatever he wanted to her. "I'm always yours." She said before she kissed his lips so softly or a brief minute. He could do anything he wanted. She knew she was his. That first kiss near the fireplace in the other room sealed that. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 02:52:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would grin, almost darkly as she spoke the words he wanted to hear. he would linger in the kiss a moment or two, and the, as he pulled away, he would lunge he head in with a hiss, biting savagely into her neck and thrusting himself deep into her at the same time, practically impaling her on his prodigious manhood. now he fed, taking small, slow mouthfuls to build up that fiery passion within her as he waited for her body to adjust to him. his tongue would dance in erotic motions over her flesh, drawing out her blood so he could feed upon her passion filled blood. he would then start moving his hips, slowly at first, so he could ease her up to a decent pace. his hips would move in small, slow, sensual circles over hers, and as he released his hold on her neck, he healed the wound and instead kissed and sucked&nbsp; firmly on her flesh, right where her neck met her shoulder. that would be the only mark he left on her. his arms slid around her, under her her shoulders to hold her against him as he started to pick up his pace a bit, feeling she was ready to start in earnest now. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 04:55:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fi couldn't wait to have Dart inside her. He moved suddenly and she felt his fangs sink into her neck as he thrusted deep inside her. His mouth against her neck, drawing her blood was a new sensation and Fi loved it. He slowly moved his hips and she moved hers in time with his. He felt so wonderful. His fangs and mouth released her neck and he moved lower and sucked on her flesh. She felt him move faster and she also picked up her pace. Fiona moaned Dart's name. She did not want this night to end. She was glad that she gave herself to him, let him claim her as his. She felt his arms move under her and to her shoulders and held her to him. Her arms wrapped around his torso. Her legs wrapped around his waist and pushed her hips to meet his.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 11:03:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would start to build up his pace, groaning softly as his lips grasped her earlobe, his teeth tugging lightly on it as he purred lightly in her ear. she would feel his muscles moving under her hands, his movement translating to his whole body. infrequently, he would change his pattern, moving his hips to one side, then to the other, then simple in and out thrusts, teasing her with various speeds, depths, and force. sex with him would never be boring, that much was for sure. he would kiss her neck, then her jawline, before locking his lips roughly to hers, his tongue pushing past her accepting lips and dancing over and around her tongue.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 15:21:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus knew exactly what he was doing. He knew how to satisfy a woman and not try rush it. His movements would change, giving Fiona a new sensation. She felt his muscles move under neath her hands. She felt his hips working on her neck, then moving to her jawline. Finally his lips met hers roughly. She wrapped her arms around him tightly as they kissed. She groaned against his lips. Her tongue met his when it pushed it's way into her giving mouth. Her hips grinded against his. Fiona had never been with anyone like him before. It didn't matter to her that he was a vampire. She was his. Was his before he even led her to his bed. She moaned again and her nails raked across his back. She was so sensitive after all his teasing he did to her before. Her kiss became even more passionate than before. She arched her back slightly, pressing herself to D'Artimus' chest. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 01:30:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'artimus would start to feel a bit eager, his tongue dancing around hers. without much warning, he would speed up quite a bit, displaying almost godly stamina. he could and would go for hours if his partner had the stamina, but this woman, something burned within him, so over the next hour, he would work to bring her to the edge one last time. she would feel his manhood swell within her depths as he neared his climax, increasing the pressure within her. he held back as much as he could, but soon not have the strength to do so. he would thrust into her with everything he had, keeping up the pace for a while, but then finally reach his peak. she would feel him practically explode within her, filling her hard with his hot seed with one final, hard, deep thrust.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 05:17:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'artimus sped up and then he would slow down. He kept bringing her to the edge over and over. If she could, she would go for hours with him. She felt him swell inside her and moaned with the increased pressure it caused. His movements with his swelled manhood caused her to climax. Her body quivered intensely and then she felt him fill her as he thrusted deep inside her. She was breathless but felt wonderful. Fiona hugged D'artimus to her. "You are amazing." She whispered in his ear as she held him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 06:25:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus chuckles softly between pants, hearing her words in his ear. he shivered lightly, as he withdrew himself from her and rolled onto his back, catching his breath. for a vampire, breathing was a reflexive thing, something he kept doing because it was natural. he didn't have to breathe if he didn't want to. the lean man would pull her into his arms, holding her close, purring softly, the sound radiating from his chest. he would caress her hair, smiling a bit. you are too, love... you are too... he sighs softly, closing his eyes. he didn't like doing what he was about to do, but he had to, if only for the time being. she would probably hate him for it later, but he would deal with it then. for the moment though, he would lay here, holding and caressing her, enjoying the afterglow with her in his arms.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 06:37:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona could feel D'artimus breathing. She thought it was strange because she was always under the impression that vampires did not breath. Maybe he was doing it for her, she wasn't sure. She hated that he withdrew himself from her and rolled over onto his back. She was going to rest her head on his chest when she felt his arms pull her into his. She did rest her head upon his chest. His hand caressing her hair was relaxing. She laid one of her arms on his chest. "Is this going to be a perk for me with you as our manager?" She asked jokingly. she hoped this wasn't just going to be a one time fling. He made her feel so alive, even before the wonderful sex, just talking with him gave her that feeling.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 02:36:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would smile a bit, thinking over her question a bit. it would be an interesting perk indeed. he would have to make sure she would remember that. he would close his eyes and smile a bit. i am sure we can work out an arrangement, my dear. he chuckles a bit. he realized it was getting late, and had little time to do it. he would cut the tip of his finger on a fang, focusing his intent within his blood. Drink, and this will bind you to me, as you have already offered. with this, you will get anything you could ever ask for, and you'll gain some added benefits as well. he offers his bleeding finger, looking deep into her eyes. he wasn't lying, she would gain everything and more. feeding from him, she would gain superior health and stamina, as well as a bit of his stealth abilities. the downside was, she would not remember the fact that he was a vampire she awoke. he would of course assume the effect was permanent, but would gradually fade in time. the more he fed her, the less effective it would be. he would only be able to control her like this for a few months at most, before the she wouldn't be affected at all. gradually, she would regain her memory of this night, but not for some time yet.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 04:59:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona smiled against D'Artimus' chest at his answer to her question. "Well, if you want we need to work on some arrangement." She answered with a small giggle. She wasn't paying attention when he brought his hand to his lips and cut his finger on one of his fangs. It wasn't until he offered her his bleeding finger. She raised her head and looked at him as he spoke. She could care less about some of the added benefits, unless it gave her more stamina for being with D'Artimus. Fi moved her head and her mouth slowly took his bleeding finger into it. She sucked on it, tasting his blood as it slowly traveled down her throat. She had no idea what would occur to her memory after doing this. She just wanted to be bound to him. Fi continued to suck on his finger, her tongue slowly licking at the wound that was on it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 13:49:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would shiver slightly, letting the blood flow from him freely. he would smile softly, to encourage her to take just a bit more. inside, he was kicking himself. he knew that shortly she would pass out, and when she woke up, would only remember the memories his blood planted in her. never mind that she would have better stamina, stealth, and never have to worry about getting sick again, but he hated manipulating her like this, even though she was just a human. somehow, she was something more to him. perhaps she would be the new breed of vampire. her voice would be the lure to her prey, drawing out their lust and drawing them to their death. he smiles a bit. maybe someday, when she tired of her band, he would take her away, make her his forever, but for now, he would enjoy her warmth, and her life. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 15:04:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona continued to suck on his finger. For some reason she was feeling alot more tired than she was a few minutes ago. She didn't think anything about it. She wasn't being shoved out of the bed and told to go, so she made no more to try to get out of the bed. D'Artimus did not try to remove her finger. She figured he knew she did not care he was a vampire. That she was attracted to him before he told her anything. She felt a yawn coming on. She tired to fight it, but wasn't able to. Fi yawned against his finger. She did not want to stop sucking on it. She held onto his wrist lightly and moved his hand with her head she she rested it back on D'Artimus' chest. She felt like she had to force herself to keep her eyes open.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 15:36:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus chuckles softly, watching her fight to stay awake. he would add a soft, soothing tone to his voice, along with a bit of empathic manipulation.<br><br>Rest, my siren... let the songs of your heart take you to happy dreaming... he said softly<br><br>he would pick up a remote from under one of the pillows, and making sure the volume was down, songs by Lee Blaske's " Behind the Day: Journey of a Vampire" started filling the room. a flute would start the music, with a piano and keyboard would accompany the flute. the sound was light, mellow, and conducive to aiding one in falling asleep. <br><br>Good night, my love... would be the last thing she heard
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 00:31:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His voice was so smoothing when he told her to rest. Fiona decided to give into the slumber that was calling her. She closed her eyes as she rested on D'Artimus' bare chest. She heard the sound of the flute, but wasn't exactly sure where it was coming from. Her head was so heavy, she had to sleep. Fi yawned one last time and listened to the music and then heard D'Artimus tell her good night. That was the last thing she heard before she drifted off into a deep sleep. <br><br>Her dreams were of D'Artimus. From when they met in the small club and to walking into his home. She didn't remember what he had told her about himself, how he was a vampire. That wasn't included in the dream. She also dreamed about when he had brought her to his room. She moaned softly as she slept.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 00:43:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus smiles softly, watching her sleep a bit before the music lures him to sleep as well. he would settle into a long, dreamless slumber. the kindred would sleep until the sun started to set below the horizon. he would be up before her, slowly and gently removing himself from her and sliding on a pair of shorts. he figured she would be hungry so he set to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee and some bacon, eggs, and hash browns.<br><br>&nbsp;he would be in the kitchen when she awoke, just about ready to serve up the food if she walked in looking for him. apparently, his house was wired for a large sound system, because Lee Blaske could be heard in all parts of the house
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 01:04:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona didn't feel D'Artimus gently move away from her. She stretched out after he got out of the bed. She slowly opened her eyes and moved her arm to where D'Artimus should be. When she did not feel him and only felt the sheet, Fi sat up. She saw she was alone in the room. The music still played, but it wasn't too loud in the bedroom. She got out of the bed and looked around for her clothing. She found her skirt and corset on the floor. She slipped them both on, but did not tie the corset tightly. She then went looking for D'Artimus.<br><br>As she walked down the hall, she could smell the bacon. She smiled to herself and figured he was in the kitchen. Now she just had to find it. After a few minutes, she walked into the kitchen and saw D'Artimus. She smiled and walked over to where he was. She kissed his shoulder. "You made this for us?' She asked as she looked at all the food he had made.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 02:00:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus nods a bit, smiling softly and turning to place a kiss on her forehead.<br><br>Aye, i figured you needed to regain your strength after last night, and i'm a bit hungry myself, sleeping the day away and all. he chuckles softly. serving up the food on the small table in the kitchen on two plates. he would sit across from her, chuckling a bit. <br><br>Dart would start eating slowly, savoring the taste. he didn't eat often, not because he couldn't, but he fed from humans enough that he didn't need to. he was glad he could eat, it would help him keep up appearances.<br><br>How did you sleep love? you looked fairly peaceful when you finally dozed off. he commented idly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 06:31:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona felt herself blush after he mentioned about how she probably needed to regain her strength. He was right about that. "We slept the whole day away?" She asked as she followed him to the small table and sat across from him. She usually didn't sleep all day, even when she stayed out all night. She guessed he did tire her out more than she thought.<br><br>Fi started to eat. Everything tasted wonderful. "This tastes good." She said as she looked over at D"Artimus. "Thank you" She said as she smiled at him. He was the first one she ever slept with that actually made her something to eat. The guys in the band did, but they didn't count since they were like family to her. <br><br><br>"I slept excellent." She said as she picked up a piece of the bacon. "I can't remember the last time I slept that well." She added before she took a bite. "How did you sleep?" She asked after she swallowed 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 06:40:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus had taken the time to mix the food all together, and was taking his time eating, enjoying the meal. he chuckles softly at her first question. Aye, that we did. i should give you some sort of award. i rarely sleep the day away. he chuckles a bit. it was half the truth. being as old as he was, he could move about during the day, but preferred to sleep when he could.<br><br>he chuckles as she takes to the food with gusto, nodding a bit. being a bachelor, i had to learn how to cook for myself. and since i had to eat what i prepared, i had to learn to make it palatable. you are more than welcome my dear. he would continue eating, letting her talk and eat in peace, chuckling softly.<br><br>I slept like the dead... he chuckles a bit, mostly to the irony of his statement. it has been some time since i have had such wonderful company. he takes a bite, then clears his mouth and speaks again. you may wish to call the guys, let them know you are okay, and invite them over to go over the contract we are working on. after that is settled, i will fax it out to the gentleman at the label i want to sign you to. he states simply, finishing his plate and waiting for her to do the same.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 07:04:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona laughed "I never sleep the day away, no matter how late I'm up." She said. She was glad that he slept the day away as well. She wondered if he would have awoken if she woke before him. She continued to eat when he explained about how he had to learn how to cook. She laughed "That's the wonderful reason for fast food." She said jokingly. She, on the other hand hated fast food. <br><br>Fi smiled as she listened to him talk. She couldn't understand why he hadn't had any company in awhile. He was attractive, very attractive, polite, seemed to be financially stable, and an excellent lover. Why wasn't he snatched up already. she wondered. He then brought up the band and how she should call then and have them come over to go over the contract. She had forgotten about it. "You will have to give me the address here so I can tell them where to come." She said. She also thought that she could have one of them bring her a change of clothes as well.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 08:27:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus nods, and takes her plate once she is done eating. having tasted her blood, and his in her system, he could catch a few of her thoughts. he would hide a chuckle behind the sound of washing dishes, smiling a bit. he was rather quick washing the dishes he had from making the food, and the plates and utensils used to eat them, having everything stacked on the drying rack within ten minutes. he would turn, dish rag over one lean shoulder as he looked at her. i can write down the address and let you call them while i grab a quick shower. you can make yourself at home while i do. he said, phrasing it as a subtle invite to join him once she was done with the call.<br><br>he would move to her, kiss her softly, and leave the kitchen, heading back to his room. the shower would soon be heard running, as well as the music changing. nightwish would start playing overhead, "Sleeping Sun".
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 14:54:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona watched as D'Artimus cleaned their plates. She couldn't help but smile as she watched him. She nodded her head when he said he would wrote down the address so she could call her fellow band mates. Fi went off to the phone to call. As she picked it up, she watched him leave the room. She called, woke one of them up and explained everything quickly. She wanted to join him in the shower. She also asked if they would bring her&nbsp; a change of clothes. They planned on 3 hours later they would join her at his house to go over the contract.<br><br>After hanging up the phone, Fi walked towards the shower. She could hear the water getting louder as she got closer. She also noticed the song that was playing as well. She had been humming it and didn't realize what track it was until she was about to walk into the bathroom. She undid her corset and let her skirt fall to the ground. She kicked it lightly with her foot and dropped the corset on it before she climbed into the shower to join him. "I hope you don't mind that I've joined you." She said as she moved close to him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 15:05:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would hear her before she entered, but feigned surprise when she entered the large open shower. the water cascaded from the ceiling like a a heavy rainstorm, and he turned to look at her. why, i don't mind at all. with such pleasant and beautiful company, how could i complain? he would slide his lathered arms around her waist, pulling her to him quickly and pressing his lips firmly to hers. he had to make sure his fangs were retracted so they appeared to be permanent caps with slight points to them. he purred lightly in the kiss, his hands moving across her back.<br><br>Any man that would deny you a shower with them is a fool, and i would see them hanged. he mutters against her lips, his eyes opening to reveal his startling blue hues. it was a force of will that kept him from allowing his eyes to shift to nearly white in lust. it pained him to have to hide himself from her, but it was necessary. So, how long to we have before we have to act a professional pair, and not love-struck teenagers? he asked with a wink, his hands smoothing down her back and cupping her firm buttocks lightly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 15:23:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When he pulled Fiona to him, her arms went up and over his shoulders and around his neck. She kissed him back and felt his hands move across her back. Her eyes opened and saw his blue eyes. She now wished she told the band members to come that evening. She wanted him to herself. Fi laughed at his question as she felt his hands move to her rear. "We have about three hours." She said as she pressed herself against him. "So, we have a little bit of time before we have to act professional." She added as she kissed him passionately. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 15:32:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would react without words, pressing into the kiss as he lifts her, his hands sliding down her thighs to pull her legs around his waist. he would then press her to the cool tile wall, his tongue darting out to run against hers, moving over and under as if attempting to knot itself with hers. shortly he would break the kiss, his lips moving to her jawline, then her neck as he kisses her flesh. he would then clamp down on her flesh, actually trying not to pierce it this time.<br><br>It would not take long for his manhood to rise and start pressing against the entrance to her depths as he moved against her, holding her against the wall with his body as his hands roamed across her flesh, teasing her nipples a bit, then dragging his nails across her flesh. his tongue would dance lightly against her flesh, tracing slow, erotic patterns along her flesh. he realized then, that she still had a mark from last night, but could do nothing about it without revealing himself a bit. it wouldn't be hard to cover, if she had a shawl or something that covered the juncture of her shoulder and neck.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 04:57:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona felt herself being lifted as they kissed. He lifted her legs so they were positioned around his waist. She felt the cool tiles against her back. Their tongues danced together as they continued to kiss. D'Artimus broke the kiss but continued to kiss her, working his way to her jawline and then to her neck. She moaned when she felt him clamp down on the flesh of her neck.<br><br>He held her up against the tile and she felt his manhood press against her. His hands moved along her body, exploring, until they found her nipples. He teased them and then she felt his nails drag along her flesh. His tongue danced across her flesh. It felt so wonderful, just like it did last night. His touch felt so good. She wanted him again, just as she did the previous night. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 04:34:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would guide himself into her depths, thrusting himself firmly into her as he continues to nibble and suck lightly on her flesh, longing to taste of her blood, but refraining from it. instead, he would move faster against her, his hands moving to hold her hips and guide her as he thrusts eagerly into her. he loved the feel of her, how her depths caressed the entirety of his length. he could feel her breasts against his chest, perked nipples moving against his flesh with each hungry thrust.<br><br>Dart would not hold back this time, working on driving her to her climax without denying it this time, craving the intimacy that came after their passions. he had never had it before, someone that genuinely cared, and enjoyed the feeling that he awoke in them. many vampire women were cold, and could only be stirred to burning desire by enormous amounts of pain and endless teasing. a mortal was seldom able to take such attentions, and therefore was sometimes overwhelmed by the vampires bite. but not Fiona, she had handled it well, and in his mind, completely ideal. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 16:00:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus' thrusts felt so good. His nibbles on her neck added to her pleasure. Fiona moaned as she felt each movement of his manhood. He filled her up with it and found her g-spot without any problem. Her head leaned back against the cool tile. "Oh god, D'Artimus." She moaned. Her nails dug into his flesh as he brought her to a wonderful climax. <br><br>D'Artimus was a considerate lover. Something Fiona wasn't used to. Most of her past lovers had been only wanting their needs taken care of. D'Artimus wanted her to have all the enjoyment he would have when he climaxed. He knew how to please a woman. She moved her hands to his head and pulled it away from her neck. She kissed him passionately. She moaned against his lips and pressed herself to him. Fiona moaned against his mouth as her tongue danced across his lips wanting entry into his mouth.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>15-08-2010, 16:36:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would arch his back into her nails, groaning as she clawed his back. he would let the light wounds remain, smiling inwardly. he would lean his head back until his lips were pressed firmly to hers. feeling her tongue seeking entry, his lips would part, and he would draw the flesh into his mouth, sucking firmly on it as his hands gripped her hips a bit more, moving faster against her as his climax starts to build.<br><br>Dart would groan loudly into the kiss, shivering softly as his manhood started to swell within her. he was steadily nearing his climax, and wanted to try and draw one last orgasm out of her before he did.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 05:01:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona heard his groans as she dug her nails into his back. Her tongue found his lips parted to allow hers entry. She felt his hands grasp her hips and move faster. She moaned against his mouth as her nails continued to dig into his flesh. She felt D'Artimus shiver a bit. She wanted to feel him climax within her. Fiona broke the kiss and breathed heavily. Fiona's body shivered as he brought her to a more intense climax than before. "Come for me." She said breathlessly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 06:51:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus thrusts harder in her, his climax nearing. hearing her word in his ear, encouraging him to release. and release he did, his hot seed spilling hard into her as he shuddered, pressing himself against her, riding out his climax with her, the water pouring down on them. he rests his head lightly against hers, shivering a bit. he kisses her neck softly, sighing a bit. you are incredible, Fi... he mutters softly
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 14:59:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona felt D'Artimus climax and fill her. She held onto him as he rested his head against hers, "Mhmm" She said when he kissed her neck and muttered. "Only with you." She whispered softly. She knew then she was going to fall for him. She already was. She did not want him to leave his place inside her, but knew it was inevitable that they had to get out of the shower. <br><br>Fi had to force herself to pull herself off of him. She now stood next to him, her arms wrapped around his neck and she pressed herself against him before kissing him softly. "I had never done that before." She admitted softly to him as she rested her head against his chest.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 15:13:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus laughs softly, holding her lightly to him, looking deep into her eyes. be prepared for a great many firsts with me, love. i've a whole world to show you. he chuckles a bit, kissing her back and handing her a washcloth, so she could shower, as was his original intent. he didn't mind the interruption, but time was not on their side this night<br><br>Dart would take a cloth for himself and starts to watch himself off. she would realize the scent of dragonsblood came from his soap, mild and faint, not overpowering in any way. he liked subtle scents, and this one was his personal favorite. he would then start to wash his long, thick hair
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 05:16:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona couldn't help but smile at what he said. She took the washcloth he offered. She started to wash herself as Dart did. The scent from the soap was mild, yet very nice. She couldn't help but watch him as he washed his long hair. She took in how attractive he was. Fiona felt herself smile as she thought she was the luckiest girl that he heard her singing and came inside the small club. <br><br>Fiona waited until Dart was done rinsing his hair. She moved past him and leaned her head back under the shower. She hair her fingers through her dark hair as it got wet. She then washed her hair and rinsed as well. It was when she was under the water, she realized she did not have any clean clothes to wear until the band got there. She stepped out from under the shower and looked at Dart. "I've got a strange favor to ask." She said as her eyes met his.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 12:00:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would watch her from the corner of his eye, smiling softly to himself. he thought himself extremely lucky to have wandered by that club last night, having found a woman that was not only lovely to behold, but talented and intelligent to boot. he would apply conditioner to his hair, stepping out of the stream to let the stuff sit in his hair for a while. he almost didn't hear her when she spoke, but centuries of training helped him catch up with the conversation.<br><br>and what would that be my dear? he would inquire, turning all his attention on her, his icy hues raking over her nude form swiftly, a pleasant smile on his lips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 15:10:58</strong>
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				Fiona looked at D'Artimus. "Would you have a shirt or something else I may borrow until some of the guys get here? They are bringing me a change of clothes, but until they get here I do not have anything clean to wear." She said as she smiled at him. <br><br>She could not get over the fact that she had met him the previous night and what he offered her and the band. The added bonus of them being lovers put her over the top. She leaned over and gave him a quick, soft kiss before climbing out of the shower. She had already distracted him enough in there and decided that he should be able to finish whatever he normally did. She wrapped a towel around herself and tucked it tightly, she then walked out into the connecting room. She went to the window and moved the curtain. She looked outside and watched the few people wander down the street as she waited for D'Artimus.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 23:45:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would nod a bit as she comes up and kisses him. Sure thing... the mirrored wall is a walk in closet. you should be able to find something... he says as she walks away, ducking under the shower and rinsing the conditioner from his hair. <br><br>he would shortly be out of the shower, turning off the water and wrapping a towel around his lean waist. his hair clung to his back as he walked to the closet, reaching around the corner and turning on a light. the closet was a woman's dream. Practically another room of it's own, three walls were covered in clothing, all pressed and hung according to type, style, color, and function. from left to right around the room, he had his clothes organized as such. Shirts were first, going from simple, functional workout shirts, to fine, expensive shirts made of many luxurious fabrics. next to those, he hung on special racks his kilts, ranging in color from several different clans, to solid black. all were made out of lightweight wool, and each were custom tailored for his figure. he did have one leather kilt, and that was the last garment on the left side. his many belts would hang on the racks with the kilts.<br><br>along the far wall was boots and shoes of all types. he had ghillie brouges both of the leather sole and synthetic sole variety to wear with his kilts. he had leather boots meant to be worn with his kilts, the tops of the boots coming almost to his knee. he had some running shoes, all of the black leather variety, seeing as most of his clothes were black. finally, on the back wall, were several pairs of the heavy black combat boots that he was fond of wearing. then came the wall with the pants. there were so many pairs of leather pants, one might wonder how many cows were killed to maintain his wardrobe. he did have some denim pants in the group, though they didn't look very well worn. he also had Tripp bondage pants, black with either red, blue, orange, or green decoration on them. these too, haven't seen much time outside of the closet.<br><br>finally, back near the door on the right side was a dresser that contained his socks and undergarments, as well as a few other odds and ends that suited Dart. he made his clothing decision quickly, opting for a professional look, a loose black cotton button-up shirt that he tucked into the waist of his leather pants. he would find a black leather braided belt and put it on. he would put on black socks and find a pair of dress shoes that would work for the occasion. he would return to the bathroom, brushing and braiding his hair back, adding to the business man persona.<br><br>Dart would return to the bedroom, arching a slender dark brow as he looks to Fiona. how do i look? he would ask.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 05:16:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona heard D'Artimus tell her it was alright for her to grab something to wear. She slid one of the mirrors aside to where he said the closet was. She let out a small gasp at how large it was and how organized. She walked in, amazed that a man would have so many clothes. She slowly walked through the closet, her hand every so often reaching out to touch some of the shirts. He had a variety of styles. She then saw the shoes ahead of her. It was the pants that caught her attention. She could smell the leather. She went back to the shirts. She didn't want to pick something that was expensive. <br><br>After looking through them, Fi chose a simple black button up shirt. She hoped it wasn't expensive as she slipped it on and let the towel drop to the floor. She buttoned it up as she walked towards his pants. The shirt hung low enough on her to almost be a dress. Even though she felt comfortable with her bandmates to walk around like that, Fiona did not think that this was probably not the best time to do so since they were coming over to discuss the offer that D'Artimus had made her and the band.&nbsp; She picked out a pair of black slacks and slipped them on. She held them up as she walked back through the closet. She then spotted the belts and grabbed a simple one. She walked as she put it through the belt hops and grabbed the towel she had dropped earlier. <br><br>As she walked out of the closet, she saw D'Artimus come back into the bedroom. She smiled "You look very dashing." She said as she walked over to him. She walked back into the bathroom and hung the towel. She then returned to his room "How do I look?" She asked as she held out her arms and turned on her bare feet. She then stopped and looked at him, smiling as she lowered her arms. "I promise not to mess up your clothes."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 09:03:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would chuckle a bit, nodding slightly. don't worry about the clothes love. i can afford to lose a pair or two. there's at least thirty grand invested in there. everything is custom tailored. it would not bother me to replace those. he says, chuckling a bit. his clothes were too long on her, but it was cute to watch her wear them. he would check himself in the mirror one last time before heading to the kitchen to prepare some snack foods for the coming band members.<br><br>Dart would have about an hour and a half before the knock came on the door, signaling the end of his solitude with Fiona. he hated that it would end, but he would have to now pull some very long strings in order to fulfill the promises he made to Fiona, if he was going to have any chance to be with her. he would rush to the door and open it for them, allowing them into the living room. good evening. please, come in and make yourself at home, Fiona is waiting for you guys. he would smile politely, putting on an air of business once they walked in.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 15:01:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona was amazed at how much of an investment he had in the clothes. Even though he said for her not to worry about them, she was. She watched D'Artimus walk out the bedroom and then bent over and cuffed the pants. She made sure they were even. She was able to walk without a problem now. Her bare feet showing underneath the cuffs. She then cuffed the sleeves as well. She folded the shirt almost up to her elbows. She walked into the bathroom and ran her fingers through her damp hair. She then headed out of the room to find where D'Artimus went.<br><br>She found him in the kitchen and leaned on the door frame, watching him. She watched him prepare some food for the band. She didn't know how long she was standing there, but she then heard the knock on the front door. Her heart started to race. She knew how her friends were. Besides being in a band together, they guys were somewhat protective of her since they all had known each other for a very long time. She turned and walked behind D'Artimus as he went to the door. She watched as he opened it and let them in. She spotted Jay, the drummer, holding a bag that she assumed were the clothes she asked for.<br><br>They all entered the home. She could tell from the way they looked at D'Artimus, they weren't sure about him. Then their gaze turned to her. She didn't notice the mark on her neck that D'Artimus had given her the night before. She saw the look of Razor, the guitarist, as he looked at her. He walked up to her and hugged her. "Looks like the man likes to bite." He whispered in her ear before he released her. When he released her from his hug, Fiona playfully slapped his arm. "Behave." She said before she hugged her other bandmates. They all walked into the other room. Fiona was handed the bag with her clothes. She hoped the guys would be civil and listen to what D'Artimus offered. Fiona excused herself and went back to D'Artimus' bedroom to change into her clothing. She wanted to give the guys a chance to chat with D'Artimus without her there. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 12:37:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would hear the comment, suppressing a chuckle by introducing himself to the other bandmates, seating them in the living room. he would go into the kitchen and set the food he prepared on the coffee table near where they sat. he would sit in his recliner where the notepad from last night was. he would smile a bit, addressing the band members.<br><br>First off, i would like to apologize for whisking Fiona away without the rest of you last night. we were able to hash out a rough contract based on what i wanted for you guys. i know a guy that has a small record company, looking for new talent. if what i saw last night was any indication, you guys may be what he is looking for. &nbsp;the notepad would land on the coffee table as Dart pulled a clove from a compartment in the arm of his chair. he would light it and take a drag before speaking again.<br><br>Basically, what i was is the rights to the name of the band only. you guys will have complete artistic control of the band, make all the major decisions, etc. i do not want any of the money that the band pulls in for concerts, CD's, merchandise, anything. i will personally fund everything, new instruments, private jets, hotels, the works. you can have the best tutors money can afford, should you desire it. Dart chuckles softly, taking a drag of his clove.<br><br>Imagine, the greatest musicians in the world at your beck and call whenever you feel you need a lesson to improve something. all i want in return is to tour with you. no tricks, no fine print, nothing. as i said, all i want to own, is the name of the band. i will be your manager, set you up wherever you want to play. he leans back in his chair, hands out wide. <br><br>What do you guys think? no risk, nothing to lose, and the entire world to gain. i am open to suggestions. he would in turn sit and listen, awaiting their suggestions and decision.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 04:59:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona realized while she was in D'Artimus bedroom, she left the guys without any introductions. Maybe it was the comment Razor made about the mark on her neck. She looked at herself in the mirror and noticed it for the first time. She didn't remember him biting her flesh at all. She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts from the nervousness she felt. She pulled out the clothes that were picked out for her. She was glad to see that Jay picked out her favorite skirt and a simple top. She laughed to herself when she saw he packed some undergarments as well. She hadn't even thought about asking for anything like that. She slowly changed out of the clothes she borrowed and slipped into her own. She gathered her clothes from the previous night and shoved them in the bag. She then made her way to where D'Artimus and the band were.<br><br>She stood outside the room and listened, wanting to hear what the band thought without her in the room. She heard the sound of pages being turned, but they were all silent. She then heard Jay speak up "And why do you want to help us?" He asked as Fi heard the sound of the notepad hitting the table. She then heard Razor's voice "Besides getting ownership to our band name." Razor said stressing on the word our "What else or should I say who else do you want from us?" He added with a cold voice. Fiona hated what she was hearing. She leaned against the wall outside of the room. She knew they were protective of her, but the way Razor was being, one would have thought they were an item. She then heard the rest of the band start to raise concerns about what he was offering them. How could he afford it, what did he know about the music industry. How she hated hearing everything that was being said by her fellow band mates. She moved off the wall and went to the doorway. She leaned on the doorframe and looked at all of them. "D'Artimus, will you excuse us for a moment?" She asked as she looked at him, her eyes letting him know she was sorry they were acting like how they were.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 11:51:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would listen to their words, nodding slightly and starting to speak, stopping when Fiona asked for a moment. Sure thing Fiona. i shall wait in my room.<br><br>Dart would stand and stride silently from the room, keeping to his word and disappearing into his room. however, he could hear every word that was said in exchange, and would start to formulate appropriate replies. he had a million stories, but the one he thought would work best was of the dying billionaire looking to live the dream while he still had the time. he would give himself a few months, a couple of years, long enough to see if he and Fiona would work out in the long run before he made a decision to take her and leave, or leave her and the band behind. either way, he would win in the long run.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>20-08-2010, 14:58:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona watched as D'Artimus left the room. When she was sure he was far enough away not to hear, Fiona turned and glared at he guys. "What the hell is wrong with you guys? All of you always complain about wanting to go record, tour and things like that. Someone is offering to help us make our dreams come true. Yet all you guys are doing is question and challenge him." She said. Fiona turned to Razor "And you, your question was out of line." She said as she pointed at him. "You think that D'Artimus wants to own me? Is that it? Why ask something like that?" She said trying to control the anger that was rising within her.<br><br>A few of the guys looked away from Fiona as she called them out on their behaviour. Razor kept his gaze on her, watched her movements. Razor stood up and went over to Fi. He grabbed her shoulders and shook her "You want him to own you, don't you?" He said accusingly. She was the one thing he wanted more than anything. Razor could see how she looked at D'Artimus that she wanted him, wanted to be with him. It hurt him that he wasn't the one she wanted. Razor shoved her back when he let go of her. Fiona wasn't expecting him to shove her and hit one of the chairs, its arm hitting her back. "If you want us to agree to the contract, fine, Fiona. We will sign it. Just remember, he has no say in what we do. He only owns the name. Not any of us." Razor said "And he sure as hell doesn't own you." He added before he went and sat back down. "Why don't you go fetch him while we sign the paper." She suggested as she looked at him in shock by his behaviour.<br><br>Fiona couldn't believe how Razor was acting. She walked out of the room and started to head towards D'Artimus' room. She was embarrassed and hoped that their behaviour wasn't going to cause him to change his mind. Her lower back was throbbing where she made contact with the chair. "D'Artimus?" She said softly as she knocked on the door.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 09:17:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus was as the door as she finished knocking, opening it. he looked on the verge of rage, from what he just heard. it was sheer force of will that kept him from going into the living room and throwing Razor into the fire. he must have looked a sight, certain that he might have let slip just a trace of his vampiric nature.<br><br>i heard him push you. are you alright? Dart asked, forcing himself to calm down. concern colored his eyes as he looked her over quickly, frowning a bit.<br><br>that ungrateful bastard, trying to throw away a once in a lifetime thing. he's lucky i don't come out there and take him out... Dart would mutter softly, before sliding his arms around Fiona and drawing her near. he sighed softly, shaking his head<br><br>Sorry Fiona, i heard him shove you, and it took all i had in me to keep from coming out there. because he is your friend, i will let this time go, but trust me, next time he lays a hand on you, i will not hesitate to retaliate. he says softly, making sure he spoke hardly above a whisper, not wanting the others to hear.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 16:43:26</strong>
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				Fiona saw the anger on D'Artimus' face. "I'm fine, D'Artimus." She said as she looked at him, trying to gauge how angry he was. She heard him mutter softly and was about to say something about it when she felt his arms around her. She rested her head against his chest as she wrapped her arms around him. In him arms, Fiona felt safe. "Thank you, D'Artimus." She said softly. "He has never been like this before." She added, lying to him. Fiona knew Razor's temper. She had been at the receiving end of it before, along with the other band members.&nbsp; When she heard he would retaliate if he laid a hand on her again, Fiona looked up at him, and did not move out of his hold "D'Artimus, Razor is just not very good with change." She said as she looked up at him.<br><br>She rested her head back on his chest for a moment. Fiona took a deep breath and then let go of D'Artimus. "They are going to sign the contract. Did you want to come back in there or just stay in here until they leave?" She asked him, knowing he was probably still angry. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 16:55:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus could read her lie, shaking his head slightly, stepping back slowly and smoothing his hair back. so he had to watch the entire band. alright. so be it. he would put on a cool face, seemingly impassive and oblivious to the lie.<br><br>i am fine love, we can go and talk. however, they will not be staying much longer, once the contract is signed. he says, a hint of warning in his voice. they had worn out their welcome already, and that usually took a lot for him. he would kiss her softly, then step back into the living room, a smile on his face.<br><br>Gentlemen. welcome to Eternal Night records. i am glad you have joined. after you guys leave here, i will get on the line and start setting this all up. i hope you guys have a demo tape for me to pass on. i look forward to your complete success, and hope to see you guys go far. he would say, mostly sincere at the moment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 17:18:19</strong>
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				Fiona looked at D'Artimus when he stepped back releasing her from his hold. She looked at him as he spoke. She understood about how they would not be staying much longer once it was signed. She smiled at him after he kissed her softly and followed him into the living room.<br><br>She was behind him when he spoke to the band. She listened to him and she could not tell if he was still angry or not. He seemed to forget what had happened a few moments ago. She looked at her band mates to see how they were reacting to what he was saying. She then saw razor stand, she could tell by his demeanor he was still angry. "You will get the demo later on today." He said a bit cold to D'Artimus. He then walked past him and went to Fiona. "I need to talk to you." He said as he grabbed her arm and pulled her from the living room and into the hall. <br><br>Once they were in the hall, Razor's grip tightened on her arm as he pulled her close to him. "This better work out for all of us, not just you, bitch." He growled in her ear. "I hope you enjoyed what you had with this guy because it is now over." He added as his grip tightened on her arm. "Let go, Razor." She said softly, not wanting the others to hear especially D'Artimus. "I will do whatever I want, just like I always have." She said as she still spoke softly as she tried to get free from his hold. "You just keep thinking that." Razor said in the same growl as he pushed her as he let go of her arm. Fiona hit the wall but not that hard. Razor had been rougher with her and the others before. "No more sleeping with the manager or else." He said coldly, not caring that the others can hear him. Razor then went to the door and opened it. He turned and looked at Fiona. "You better be at my place by 5 tonight. Maybe if you behave you will get the demo to give to this freak." He said before walked out the door and slammed it behind him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 17:57:22</strong>
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				D'Artimus may have been mad earlier, but he was furious now. barely able to contain his vampiric self, he gave Razor chase, catching up to him swiftly. with the others out of sight, he was able to reveal himself, and he did, in grand display. he would catch the man by his throat, snarling savagely at the man and lifting him off the ground.<br><br>&nbsp;you have picked the wrong woman to abuse, especially on my watch. while i may only own the name of your band, you must remember something, each and every one of you, except Fiona, are replaceable. and i swear to whatever powers you believe in, that if you -ever- lay and hand on Fiona again, you will not be missed. am i understood? he features relaxed to human, his fangs retracting swiftly before anyone could walk up on him like that.<br><br>Dart would keep his iron grip on the mans' throat, but would lower him to the ground for the most part. he would release another long growl, locking eyes with the man and wiping the memory of his revealing himself from Razor's mind, however, the threat would still weigh heavily on the man. not many could keep a tough front around Dart, and if they could, they would be beaten rather quickly, until they submitted or died. he wanted an excuse to fight the man, and would give him something else to rage about.<br><br>does it bother you that i satisfy Fiona better than you ever could, and without having to beat her into submission? what's the matter Razor? not man enough to get it up without beating a woman first? too scared to take a swing at someone that can hold their own against you? come on, Razor, give me a reason. i dare you. he growled at the man, still holding him firmly against the wall. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 03:45:40</strong>
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				Fiona watched as D'Artimus as he took off after Razor. Forgetting that she had no shoes on, Fiona went running after them. "D'Artimus!" She screamed as she ran after her and Razor. She came around the corner and saw that D'Artimus had ahold of Razor by his neck. She breathed heavily as she stayed where she was. She watched and listened as D'Artimus spoke, or threatened Razor. <br><br>She really couldn't hear what was said. Fiona slowly walked towards them. She saw that D'Artimus was still holding Razor tightly by his neck. Razor was trying to release D'Artimus' hold on his neck. She could see that he was not having any lick loosening the grasp. She was close enough to hear what D'Artimus growled at Razor. Fiona froze where she was. She knew that Razor wasn't going to take what D'Artimus said to him lightly. Her eyes widened as she saw Razor's leg raise back and connect with D'Artimus'.&nbsp; "Let go of me!" He attempted to say as he kicked his leg. She wanted Razor to suffer for what he did. What he always ended up doing to her and to others. But she wasn't sure exactly what D'Artimus was capable of doing. Maybe he would just beat him, she thought as she slowly walked closer to them. "Stop both of you." She said even though she had a feeling she was too late.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 07:18:33</strong>
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				Fiona was far too late. as the kick connected to D'Artimus' leg, he would let his leg collapse a little, going to one knee. he would drop with Razor still in his grasp. slamming the man to the ground, he would mount him like those in the UFC do, one leg up to leverage him up as he held the man's throat. his other hand would ball up and start slamming into Razor's face again and again, feeling the jaw and cheek bones shatter under the flesh.<br><br>Dart's expression was a mask of barely contained rage, his eyes almost red with murderous intent. however, once the man was damaged enough, Dart would rise off him, letting him lay in a bloody mess on the concrete. Dart would lean in close, snarling softly. i told you, you are replaceable. you are fired, Razor. and if you ever step foot near Fiona, or the band, i will kill you. he growls, standing and aiming a vicious kick to his ribs. the man would become airborne for a couple of feet, before rolling out to the sidewalk, laying there in a broken heap. he would live, but would need surgery to repair his face, and then a cast for his newly broken ribs.<br><br>Dart would turn and move to Fiona, sliding an arm around her middle and guiding her back to the house. no one would question a man found beaten outside an alleyway. they would just treat him and release him. Dart was still shaking with barely controlled rage as he took Fiona back inside, but he was able to keep a professional face in light of recent events. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 07:44:12</strong>
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				Fiona was too late. She saw D'Artimus bring Razor down to the ground even after he was kicked in the leg. She&nbsp; froze. She couldn't move. Fi just stood there and watched as D'Artimus beat Razor in the head. She couldn't see his face but she had a perfect view of his fist making contact with Razor's face. She watched in horror at the damage at was done to her band mate. She couldn't help but flinch when she saw D'Artimus' foot connect with Razor's ribs and sent him flying.<br><br>She couldn't help but stare at where Razor landed. She didn't notice that D'Artimus had come to her until she felt his arm around her and guiding her back to his place. She knew he could feel how tense she had become. From what Razor did to her and what she just witnessed. D'Artimus' strength wasn't normal, she thought s they walked back. <br><br>They walked inside and she saw the others were gone. On the table where the contract laid signed, there was a note from the others. She saw the piece of paper and moved from the safety of D'Artimus' hold and picked it up. She read what Jay had written. He said they were sorry that Razor was such an ass and hoped that Mr. Rae did not hold it against the rest of the band. And sorry they had to leave. Jay said he would stop by after work to bring the demo that Mr. Rae asked for. Fiona turned and looked over at D'Artimus "The others had to leave." She said softly as she tossed the note back onto the table. "Jay apologized for Razor. He also said he would bring the demo by later when he gets off work." She added as she sat down in the chair that was previously occupied by Razor before he took off. She ran her hand through her hair and looked up at D'Artimus. She wanted to know what he was thinking. Did he now see her as a weakling? One that couldn't stand up for herself at all? Did he hate her for allowing herself into having a physical relationship with Razor, even though it was not by choice. She quickly lowered her head and stared at the table. She didn't want to see if there was any disappointment in his eyes or the anger he may still feel.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 09:10:44</strong>
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				D'Artimus would listen to what she said, nodding a bit. he heaves a sigh, moving to the bar and pouring himself a stiff drink. <br><br>i'm afraid we've not had the last of Razor. i am sorry you had to see that love. i wish you would have told me last night he was abusive. i would have dealt with it then, and in private. i am glad the rest of your band mates are willing to go through with this. i will take Razor's spot in the band, if that would be desirable for you.<br><br>Dart would look at her, no judgment, anger, or anything in his eyes, only compassion. he would come to her, crouching beside her and taking the note. he would read it quickly, then set it aside.<br><br>it is not your fault he treated you the way he did. he couldn't feel anything without having those around him fear him. that is over now. i will never let him touch you or any of the band mates ever again. i promise you. i will protect you, and teach you to protect yourself.<br><br>Dart was serious, meaning every word.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 15:41:35</strong>
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				Fiona listened to D'Artimus speak about Razor. How could she had told him about Razor before? It's not something she was proud of. She hated that he would just show up at her place whenever he wanted to have sex. She never wanted him. He was a friend, but over the years became very abusive to her and the rest of the band as well. When he said he would take Razor's vacated spot. Personally she had no problem with it, but wasn't sure about the rest of the band. <br><br>When he crouched down in front of her, Fiona couldn't help but look at him. She listened to him speak again. The only thing she could see in his eyes was compassion. He was going to be her protector as well as the other band members. He wanted to teach her how to protect herself. She felt like such a fool, now. She couldn't help it when her eyes filled up with tears. Fiona leaned over and planted a soft, gentle kiss onto D'Artimus' lips.<br><br>"Razor wasn't always like that." She said softly. "Thank you for coming to my defense." Fiona added before she leaned over and kissed him again. "How can I repay you?" She asked as she brought one of her hands to his hair and pushing some of it that became free from the braid back. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 01:58:05</strong>
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				D'Artimus lingered in the kiss a moment, before opening his eyes and smiling a bit.<br><br>you are welcome love. i will not tolerate anyone laying hands on a woman within my house. in fact, if it comes to a matter of repayment, what if i suggested you moved in, so i could make sure Razor doesn't pay you anymore house calls.<br><br>Dart throws out the suggestion, surprised by his own straightforwardness in the situation. he was never this direct with any woman, usually kicking them out after a night or two. but this woman was different, and he couldn't quite figure out why.<br><br>you don't have to say yes, but i would feel a lot better knowing you are safe here.<br><br>he smiled a bit, leaning in to kiss her softly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 03:13:26</strong>
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				Fiona was glad that D'Artimus lingered when she kissed him. He then looked at her and even smiled at bit. When she heard what he said, how he would not tolerate someone being abusive to a woman in his house. She thought it was sweet he would protect any woman. When he mentioned a way for her to repay him. She was worried she would never be able to do it. But when he suggested that she move in.&nbsp; Fiona&nbsp; was surprised to say the least. She wondered if he just asked without thinking about it or did he have a feeling about her and him.<br><br>He then said he wanted to be able to make sure she was safe. He smiled at her before he kissed her. Her eyes closed as they kissed. Fiona broke the kiss and looked at him "D'Artimus, are you sure about me moving in? I mean, are you only asking me to make sure I'm safe?" She asked. She wanted to add to make sure his new investment stayed safe but she didn't. She kept her mouth shut about that.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 05:30:03</strong>
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				D'Artimus would stop and think about her question with the due diligence it was worth. when he spoke, he was sure of what he was saying this time<br><br>yes i am sure about you moving in. yes, my main purpose is to keep you safe. however, i do think i am starting to fall for you Fiona. i don't say this lightly or often. there is something unique about you, that i have not found in other women. and i wish to see where this leads us...<br><br>Dart held her gaze, and she would see the truth in his eyes. he honestly wanted her there, and it was no idle fling he was searching for. he would sit in silence, looking in her eyes, awaiting her answer. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 06:14:23</strong>
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				Fiona watched D'Artimus carefully as he seemed to think about what she asked. It seemed like hours passed even though it was only a few moments. She looked at him when he started to speak. What she heard caused Fiona to smile at him. She wasn't the only one that felt like they were falling for the other. He held her gaze and she saw in his eyes that he was being honest with her. Fiona stood up and moved close to D'Artimus and planted a soft kiss on his lips. "I do want to move in with you." She said softly as she stepped back. <br><br>Fiona reached out and caressed his face "You aren't the only one that thinks they are falling." She said as her hand moved to behind his head and pushed him towards her as she leaned forward to meet him. This time she kissed him passionately. Fiona wrapped her other arm around him. She then broke the kiss and hugged him. "Thank you for being my knight." She whispered in his ear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 08:10:19</strong>
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				D'Artimus would sigh in contentment at the kiss, sliding his arms around her waist. he would hold her as she hugged him. he heard her words in his ear, and he would smile gently.<br><br>i will always be your champion, in all things regarding your honor. i promise you that.<br><br>Dart would stand, pulling her with him and holding her firmly to his chest.<br><br>i will arrange for your things to be retrieved tomorrow. that way, we won't have to run into him if he is out of the hospital by then.<br><br>Dart would nod slightly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 14:54:59</strong>
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				When she heard his words she smiled against him. He truly was her champion. As he held her to his chest and spoke, Fiona listened. She did not want to see Razor anytime soon. She really did not ever want to see him again. Fiona kept her arms around D'Artimus' neck as she leaned back so she could see his face. His anger earlier towards Razor, the power he showed had her curious. "How were you able to pick Razor up off the ground and hold him like that? And then kick him through the air?" She asked. The kick he gave that sent Razor flying, No normal human being to kick with that much force." Fiona added. "No normal person is capable of that much power." She added as she looked into his eyes. She hoped he trusted her enough to tell her how he did that. Fiona wanted him to trust her, to be able to tell her anything and everything.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 23:11:44</strong>
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				D'Artimus winces a bit, sighing softly. he had hoped she hadn't seen him do that. his mind was ever sharp, and a plausible explanation was short in coming.<br><br>i used to be a fighter. as a child i had a rough life, and always had to fight to defend myself. because of that, i've become very strong. i can lift three hundred fifty pounds easy. and my legs, even more so...<br><br>Dart shrugs a bit, offering a slight smile. it was a reasonable explanation, one that set him apart from normal people. in reality, Razor didn't weight that much, and he only was airborne for a couple of feet. it was momentum that kept him rolling across the ground.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>25-08-2010, 04:49:02</strong>
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				Fiona heard the soft sigh he let out. It did not take D'Artimus long to answer her though. She listened to what his answer was. She had no reason to doubt him. She saw the slight smile he gave her. She thought something else was bothering him. "Is something else bothering you?" She asked ash she moved back some. She kept her arms around his neck though, she just stretched out her arms. "If nothing is bothering you, what can I do to make you happier?" Fiona added.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>25-08-2010, 07:53:14</strong>
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				D'Artimus chuckles softly, kissing her gently. he looks into her eyes, smiling more. he couldn't happier if he tried. but he did have a few ideas that would make time pass for a while.<br><br>hmm... well, i am in for a long night already, care to help me start it off on a relaxed note after recent events?<br><br>Dart would wag an eyebrow slightly in suggestion, tilting his head slightly. he would await her answer, chuckling a bit
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>25-08-2010, 14:55:21</strong>
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				When she felt D'Artimus' lips upon hers, her heart soared. When the gentle kiss was broken, she saw that he was smiling at her even more. He did not look as preoccupied has he did a few moments ago. When she heard him speak and then raise an eyebrow, Fiona smiled at him. "You know I want to help." She said to him.<br><br>Her hands went from around his shoulder and slowly moved down his chest and then back up. She leaned over and kissed him softly as her fingers started to slowly unbutton his shirt. Once she had his shirt unbuttoned, Fiona broke the kiss and looked up at him. Her hand slide down his bare chest and then took his hand in her. "I can do anything to help you relax?" Fiona asked as she smiled at him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>25-08-2010, 23:08:20</strong>
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				A grin would replace the smile on D'Artimus' face, as quite a few ideas would come to mind at her words and actions. he shivered at her touch, chuckling a bit before answering her.<br><br>you can do anything you like to help me relax my dear. i leave myself at your every whim.<br><br>Dart smiles softly as he clasps her hand in his, s soft purr rumbling from him. he was becoming intoxicated by her very presence, a heady brew her scent was. there was no doubts that he was starting to fall heavily for the mortal before him. eventually, he would have to turn her, so he could keep her for all time. but not yet. not until she had experienced all the world of fame and fortune had to offer. he did have a promise to keep. he would deal with that once she was done tending to him, making sure she slept so he could go do his running to get the ball rolling on their career.<br><br>His thoughts would turn back to the matter at hand, as he awaited her next action.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>26-08-2010, 04:17:55</strong>
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				Fiona saw his smile turn into a grin. She couldn't help but grin back at him when he said she could do anything she liked to help him relax. He then took her hands into his. She couldn't get but smile as she thought about what she would do to him. She pulled him towards her as she took steps backwards. "Come with me." She said as she continued to pull him towards his bedroom.<br><br>Once they were in the bedroom, Fiona freed her hands from his. She gave him a soft kiss and as she removed his shirt. She tossed the shirt to the side. As she broke the kiss she whispered "Will you first light some candles and then lay down on the bed. But on your stomach." She then grabbed her bag and went into his bathroom. She closed the door behind her and dumped out the contents on the floor. She knew she had to have what she was looking for in there. She never took anything from the bag unless it was clothes. "Yes!" She said softly as she grabbed what she wanted and set them aside on the floor. She then put everything back in the bag. She set the bag next to the wall and picked up what she was looked for. She opened the door a little and poked her head out. She wanted to see if the room was lit by candles. That would help in what she wanted to start to do to relax him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>26-08-2010, 10:06:18</strong>
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				D'Artimus would follow all too willingly, the grin never leaving his face. he would lean into the kiss, purring lightly at her as she pulled away, chuckling a bit. as she walked away, he would go around lighting candles, wondering what she had in her clever mind. he would then go to lay on the bed on his chest, sighing softly into the comfortable pillow he rested his face in. he would then await her pleasure, remaining ignorant of what might happen. he didn't often turn his back on anyone, but he felt she was worthy of his trust.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>26-08-2010, 15:04:37</strong>
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				Fiona saw the room was lit by the candles and D'Artimus was on his bed. She turned off the light in the bathroom and walked out. She headed over to the bed, she had a small bottle in her hand. Fiona climbed onto the bed and straddled D'Artimus. She leaned over and moved his hair to the side and planted a small kiss on his neck. "Close your eyes and try to relax." She whispered in his ear before she raised herself up. She repositioned herself and would be seated on his rear if she actually sat down. Fiona set the bottle on the bed next to her leg and then gently ran her hands up D'Artimus' bare back up to his shoulders. She then started to massage his shoulders and slowly worked her way down his back.<br><br>She knew she could get used to coming home to him. She wasn't sure what it was about D'Artimus, but whatever it was, Fiona loved it. She took the bottle in her hand when her hands reached his waist. She poured some of the baby oil onto them and rubbed them together before she placed her hands on his lower back. She then started to give him a deep massage. She then worked her way back up his back and back down. She took her time doing this as she repeated the action working her back down his back. When her hands were back at his waist, Fiona leaned over. "I'm falling hard for you, D'Artimus." She whispered so softly in his ear before she kissed his neck once again. She then sat back up and started to massage his shoulders once again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 01:15:10</strong>
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				D'Artimus would feel the light woman straddle his back, chuckling softly. he was tall, lean, and only a few inches wider than she was. she would be able to sit on him without much problem. he would heave a gentle sigh as she started working out the knots on his back. he was surprised there were any, given that he usually took very good care of himself. however, her small hands on his back felt <em>so</em> good, he felt himself melding into the bed, groaning softly in pleasure. he actually let his mind wander to dark, sensual places, having to shift his hips slightly to adjust the sudden stirring he felt within his pants.<br><br>Dart would be in what he imagined heaven to be, especially when she applied the oil and started with a deep massage. he thought if she kept up for too long, he would fall asleep, until she leaned over him and spoke into his ear. he shivered at the kiss, and contemplated what she had said, and then how he felt. it didn't take long to come to the natural conclusion.<br><br>as am i, lover...<br><br>Dart's silky baritone would rumble from the bed, able to look back over his shoulder from the corner of his eye at her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 01:37:49</strong>
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				Fiona heard the soft groan that D'Artimus let out. she smiled as she continued to massage him. She loved touching him. She felt that he trusted her, which was good. She trusted him completely. When he said he was falling for her as well, it made her heart soar. She worked her hands up his back to his shoulders. She then leaned over his slick back. "Stay awake." She whispered in his ear. <br><br>She hten slid off him and laid next to him on the bed. Fiona moved her head to his which was facing her and kissed him passionately. She slowly pulled back, breaking the kiss she wanted so badly. She laid her head on the bed and looked into his eyes. "If you want, I can relax you a bit more." She said softly. "If you roll over on your back, my love." She added.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 02:22:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would purr softly into the kiss, looking back into her eyes. he smiled warmly at her, chuckling as she instructed him to roll onto his back. he would do so without much prompting, his mind ever running through the possibilities she might do. he never took his eyes off of her, and the smile never left his lips. he made a quick show of flexing the muscles in his torso, starting from his chest to his lower abs in swift rolling motion, chuckling softly as he awaited her pleasure once more. it felt good to have someone he could trust, someone he could let his guard down around. he knew he would have to reveal himself to her eventually, but for now, was content to live life as a human.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 02:39:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The smile he gave her warmed her heart. She watched as he rolled over om his back. She sat up and scouted over closer to him. She smiled down at him as she straddled his waist. Ste set her hands on his stomach and slowly moved them upward, feeling his muscles as her hands made their way to his shoulders. She leaned over and planted a soft kiss on his lips. She then kissed her way down his chin, jawbone, neck and down his chest. As she kissed him farther down, Fiona moved backwards down his legs. She did not sit down on his legs when she raised herself up. Her hands moved up D'Artimus' thighs and to his waist. She unbuttoned his pants as then unzipped them. She looked towards his face. She smiled as she moved herself lower. She slowly removed his pants as she got off the bed. She tossed them aside and then climbed back onto the bed. She crawled over him and then kissed his lips passionately once again. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 03:12:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would chuckle softly, thinking he was going to get a simple massage, though it quickly came apparent that this was more than a simple massage as she started kissing down his body. her lips left trails of fire across his flesh, and the swell in his constricting leather pants started to strain at the seams. it was a welcome relief as she freed him from them, chuckling softly down at her.<br><br>Dart would press his lips back against hers, one hand moving to cut the back of her head to gently hold her there, while the other moved across the swell of her buttocks, giving a playful squeeze. he loved the feel of her over him, but thought the layers of clothing that still covered her put too much of a barrier between them. however, he would let her control this time. he rather liked the change of pace.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 17:12:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As they kissed, Fiona felt D'Artimus place a hand on the back of her head and then place the other on her bottom. She could feel his hardness against her as they kissed. She didn't want to break the kiss but knew she had to. She wanted to free herself from her clothes. She wanted to feel his skin on hers. <br><br>Fiona broke the kiss reluctantly and moved her legs so they were around him. She then sat up, straddling his stomach. She pulled off her shirt slowly and tossed it to the floor. As she moved back so she could kiss him once again, she undid her bra and tossed it to the floor as well. Her breasts pressed against his bare chest as she kissed him again. Her hands went to her waist and she slipped her skirt down off her waist. She had to break the kiss once again to get her skirt all the way off. She also pulled off her panties as she removed the skirt. She Then laid back against his chest and started to kiss his neck softly. "I want you." She whispered against his flesh.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 23:11:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus shivered at her kiss, then watched her hungrily as she stripped off her clothes. his hands would move softly over silken flesh, sighing softly in contentment as she leaned in to kiss his neck. hearing her words against his flesh sent shivers up his spine, and his nails would trace lightly down her back.<br><br>then i am yours for the taking...<br><br>Dart says with a slight chuckle, a playful glint in his eyes. being a man of variety, he would let her take the lead, and he would be able to follow anything she could throw at him, having quite some time to perfect his craft. he sighs softly, leaning up to brush his lips against her shoulder
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>29-08-2010, 05:25:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				HIs touch as his nails lightly moved down her back sent shivers through her. When Fiona heard D'Artimus' words she kissed his softly as she slid off his chest to lie next to him. Her hand moved gently down his chest towards his manhood. Her hand reached it's destination and she placed her hand around it. As she kissed him, Fi started to stroke him slowly. She felt herself becoming more excited with each stroke. She wanted him just as badly as she had the previous night. Her kissed left his lips and moved to his neck. She planted soft kisses along it and then moved to kiss his chest. She continued to kiss down his chest like she had before. She stopped right at his manhood. She slowly stroked him and looked up at him and smiled before she turned her attention back to his manhood. Fiona moved her hand slowly up his shaft and her tongue followed, licking him until she reached its tip. Her tongue licked it before she took the tip into her mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 03:25:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would shiver lightly, baring his neck to submit to her kisses. he would purr softly at her, feeling her warm hands on his manhood begin to stroke him. her touch sent shivers down his spine, and her tongue was deliciously warm against his erect member. his hips rolled a bit at her movements, and he would breathe in sharply as her mouth enveloped the tip of his manhood, coming out in a lower groan. he would move a hand to cup her head, his fingers curling through her hair lightly as she started to move against him
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 03:56:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona heard the low groan that D'Artimus made when her mouth wrapped around the tip of his manhood. She started to take more of him in her mouth when she felt his hand on the back of her head. Her tongued flickered against his shaft as she took more of him. Her hand slid down and then up as Fiona moved back up along his manhood. She moved back downward, her mouth following her one hand, which left his manhood as she took him deep inside her throat. She moved one hand between his legs and her other rested on his stomach. Fiona moved up and down taking him deep into her each time. Fiona moved up his manhood and let it free from her mouth. Her tongue flicked against the tip right before she stopped and looked over at D'Artimus and smiled. "Feeling anymore relaxed?" She side teasingly as her hand that was resting between his legs took a hold of his manhood and started to stroke him slowly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 10:52:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would smile softly, moving against her slowly, groaning softly. she would feel his abs rippling under her hands. hearing her speak, her hand still working his manhood, he would nod slowly.<br><br>oh yeah, love...<br><br>Dart muttered breathlessly, his fingers curling and uncurling in her hair rhythmically, like a cat kneading a bed. he didn't want her to stop, but he wanted to feel himself within her, how her depths caressed his entire length tightly in such a deep heat. he would bide his time though. it would happen soon enough.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 14:57:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona's hand kept slowly stroking him. She leaned over and kissed him. Her hand stopped pleasuring him as she kissed him passionately. Her leg went around him so she was straddling him. She then broke the kiss and moved herself backward and raised herself up onto her knees. She positioned herself over his manhood and then guided him into her. She slowly lowered herself onto him, impaling herself on his manhood. When she had taken him completely into her. Fiona then began to slowly move herself up and down, riding him. He felt so good being in her. She moaned softly, enjoying the feeling of him. Her hands rested on his stomach as she started to move faster. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 15:08:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would shiver as she continued to stroke him, pressing his lips firmly to hers as she kissed him. he felt her straddle him, and grinned slightly in anticipation. arching his hips up slightly, he would meet her as she impaled herself on him, his hands sliding to her hips. gripping her hips, he would start moving against her motions, adding more force to her movements in this way. he leaned his head back on the pillow, his eyes closed a moment, before opening again and gazing at the woman above him. in the candle-lit room, she looked like a goddess moving over him, the prospect exciting him a bit more. he would bite the corner of his lower lip a moment before letting his head sink back to the pillow below his head, releasing a low groan as he moved to match his pace with hers. not a talker during sex, the only sounds coming from him, was the groans and sighs of pleasure that filled the silence between her outcries.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>30-08-2010, 15:31:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hands on her waist, Fiona could feel the strength in his grasp. Her eyes closed as she moved on him. His hips met her when she impaled herself on him. D'Artimus moved in perfect time with her. His groans excited her.&nbsp; She moaned and leaned over. She continued to slowly grind against him. She had to kiss him, feel his lips on hers. As she rested on his chest, her hips continued to move along his manhood. Her lips found what they were looking for. Fiona kissed D'Artimus hungrily. She was his. She knew it. She did not want anyone else. Fiona had what she was always looking for and he was right underneath her. <br><br>The kiss was broken and Fiona moved back up. She rode him faster and moaned from the pleasure he gave her. Her nails lightly scrapped his sides. Fiona leaned her head back so her hair would fall away from her face. She then looked down at her love.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 12:47:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would groan softly, continuing to match her pace smoothly. his own hunger would match hers as he returning the kiss, tongue dancing against hers briefly before she pulled away to ride him faster. in matching her pace, he would start to move harder into her, his head arching back in pleasure as her depths consumed his length, her tightness practically milking him towards his climax. he didn't let go just yet though, he wanted this to last just a bit longer. oh how he loved the feel of her against him, and he loved that she was his, totally and completely. all without having to use what powers he did have a mastery of. his seduction of her was completely unaided by anything other than his natural charm and charisma. keeping her would be the task at hand, but for the moment, making sure she experienced every form of pleasure the world had to offer was his current goal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>31-08-2010, 15:46:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus matched her pace and moved harder into her. She watched as he arched his head. She leaned back over and kissed his neck, her tongue danced across it as she continued to kiss him. Fiona moaned against his neck. Her muscles tightened around his member as she rode him. She moaned his name softly as she climaxed. Fiona continued to move her hips up and down his manhood as she raised herself back up. Her hands went to her hair and pushed it back out of her face. She was his and she knew it as she looked down at him. Fiona wanted to feel him climax, but did not want it to end. She leaned back down, and moved her hips slower against him. She kissed his lips softly and then moved her lips back to his neck and towards his earlobe. "You feel so good." She whispered softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>01-09-2010, 11:10:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would shiver, feeling her climax ripple through her body. he would claw softly at her back as she leaned over and kissed him again, then to his neck and earlobe. he would submit to her soft lips, her breath against his flesh giving him chills. the more she rode him, the closer he got to climax. the closer he got to climax, the more eager his movements under her would become. clawing his way down her back, his hands would take her hips once more, this time guiding them in a different pattern that would bring him to his climax faster. groaning her name softly, he too would finally reach his climax, feeling his seed burst hard into her depths. shuddering, he rode out the feelings that climax brought him, holding her close to his chest as he moved to take her lips in a deep, passionate, claiming kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>01-09-2010, 14:58:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona felt his hands move down her back, clawing her as they made their way back to their waist. As he guided her into a new pattern and moaned against his neck. When he groaned her name softly, Fiona purred against his neck. She let out a gasp of pleasure when she felt his climax fill her. They kissed passionately as D'Artimus held her close to him. <br><br>She slowly broke the kiss and looked down at him as she removed herself from his manhood. She laid next to him, her head on his chest and arm draped over him. "I could stay here forever." She said softly, not wanting to move from where she was at.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 11:56:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus smiles a bit as she curls along side her. he caressed her hair lightly, nodding a bit. i know how you feel love. however, there are matters i must attend if we are to get things in motion for the band. why don't you get some rest lover, then tomorrow we can start with the official details. he added compulsion to his last for words, making her want to sleep. he hated doing it, but he needed the privacy to access the channels he needed to take to get the band signed. she couldn't know of his dealing just yet. he wanted his claim to have actual bearing at this point.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 14:57:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona listened to D'Artimus speak as she rested her head on his chest. she knew he was right and had to leave him be so he could do whatever work he wanted to get done. Fiona yawned. She did feel tired. She did not want to leave the spot she was in, and his hand caressing her hair lightly was very relaxing as well. She planted a small light kiss on his chest before she lifted her head from it's resting place. "Go do what you need to do. I will stay here and sleep." Fiona said before she leaned over and kissed his lips softly. She then rested her head on the pillow and looked at D'Artimus. "If you need me to do anything, just come get me." She said right before she was taken over by another yawn. She was able to move her hand to cover her mouth as she did.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>04-09-2010, 06:00:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus smiled as he rose out of the bed, slipping into his pants before leaning over and kissing her softly. I shall love. you rest now, and i will see you when i awaken. he would add another push to get her to sleep, then walk out of the room. he would walk into the living room and pull his cell phone from his coat, then start dialing a number.<br><br>within an hour, Dart had the ear of a record company, as well as a studio for the band to record in. somewhere in his wall, a fax machine went off, and opening the panel, he had the official contract for the band. a few hours later, he had everything ready for the band, including the first set of studio time so they could work on their first single. true to his word, he would only be a manager and band member, not taking any credit for anything, nor taking in the shares the band made. the rest of the band would decide the songs they played, and the venues they wanted to play in. he was officially, just along for the ride.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>04-09-2010, 06:40:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona watched as D'Artimus got out of the bed and slipped on his pants. She smiled up at him after he kissed her. She felt so tired, just like she had the previous night. She curled up on her side and closed her eyes as D'Artimus left the room. She quickly fell asleep. She couldn't help but dream about everything that had happened earlier. How Razor freaked on her and how D'Artimus went after him. He was her knight. She moved onto her back and moaned in her sleep as her dreams went to what had occurred in his bedroom. <br><br>Fiona's eyes slowly opened. She looked over to where D'Artimus should have been. She had no idea how long she had slept for and sat up. She rubbed her eyes as she slide her legs over the side of the bed. She stood up and went to her bag. She found a black t-shirt which she slipped over her head and then a pair of panties as well as a pair of shorts she used to sleep in. She slipped both on and then walked out of the room. She wasn't sure where he was. She assumed he had an office but had no idea where it would be and did not want to disturb him if he was still working. She went into the large room that was just off the entrance. She curled up on the chair and reached for the pad of paper that was still on the table. She picked up the pen and leaned back. She just started writing down different thoughts that popped into her head. It was something she usually did and then she would look over the random list to see if anything caught her eye. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>04-09-2010, 06:48:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would step out of his tiny tech room, containing his fax and personal computer. he smiled softly as he walked into the main room, catching her on a chair and working on something. he would stand silent, official papers in hand as he wondered what she was up to. several long minutes would pass before he padded silently towards her, chuckling a bit. ideas for a new song or two? he would inquire, leaning do to plant a kiss on the top of her head, casting a quick glance at the paper without really reading it. he would slide the paperwork over her notepad, grinning a bit. guess what? once you pick a name for the band, everything will be official and we already have studio time reserved. they are waiting to hear your demo, but i think the sound will change slightly without Dumbass. he said, referring to Razor. he would never acknowledge the man by name again unless he had to, preferring it that way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>04-09-2010, 07:17:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona was lost in her own thoughts. She did not notice that D'Artimus walked into the room. She didn't even hear him as he came over to where she sat. When jumped a bit when she heard his voice and then felt him kiss the top of her head. She looked up at him "I have a strange way of coming up with ideas. So one of these may turn into a new song." She said as she smiled. She looked at the piece of paper he set on the notepad. Fiona then looked up at him and listened. She set the notepad and the paper down and jumped up. Her arms went around him. "You are amazing, D'Artimus." She said as she hugged him. "Even studio time." She said as she let go of him. "I can't believe you got all this done while I was sleeping."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>06-09-2010, 03:15:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus chuckles a bit, smiling a bit. he would be caught off guard by her jumping against him, but he would return the embrace briefly before releasing her when she moved back. Well, you have been out for about five hours now... he would look to his watch, then yawn widely. he would smile a bit before before taking her back into his arms. he would smile down at her. dawn was not far off, and he needed to get to sleep. he was glad he was a daywalker, and equally glad his bedroom did not have windows. it would be a perfect excuse to sleep the day away, since he was up all night. however, he would have to adjust his schedule if he was going to start touring. that brought to mind other problems that he would have to find a solution to. all in good time though. i did tell you i have connections. all they want is the demo without Razor in it, and more than likely they will sign you on the first song. however... he yawns widely. i am going to bed. that was an exhausting five hour phone call. you can stay up if you like, or you can join me. it's up to you... he leaned down and kissed her gently, purring lightly at her in invitation
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>06-09-2010, 06:40:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When D'Artimus told her she had slept for five hours, Fiona couldn't believe it. She did not think she was out for that long. She then saw him yawn. She smiled as she listened to him talk. She knew they could get a demo together without Razor on it. D'Artimus then yawned again. She understood when he said he was going to bed. She smiled when he said she could join him and then leaned down and kissed her. The soft purr she knew was an invitation. She slipped her hand into his. "I want to come with you, D'Artimus. And I promise I will behave so you, my love, can get some rest." She said as she rested her head on his arm. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>07-09-2010, 00:35:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus smiled softly at her, nodding and giving her hand a gentle squeeze. he would kiss her forehead softly before leading her back into the bedroom. the lean man would strip down and slide into bed, holding the covers open for her. he curled around her and settled himself against her, then with a muttered "good-night", passed swiftly into the sleep of the dead. save for the steady heartbeat, and slow rise and fall of his chest, one might think him actually dead as he slept. the good thing was, he never snored, and seldom dreamed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>07-09-2010, 02:28:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona was going to let him sleep. She was going to behave. She kept telling herself those things as they walked back to the bedroom. She watched as D'Artimus stripped down and climb into the bed. She stripped as well and climbed into the bed. He was curled against her, his cool skin felt nice against her skin. "Good-night, my love." She said softly. She yawned and closed her eyes. She figured she could always use more sleep. <br><br>After she laid there for a bit without falling asleep, Fiona slowly moved away from D'Artimus. She did not want to wake him. She fixed the covers and then looked at him as she slipped her clothes back on. She quietly left the bedroom and went back into the main room. She sat back in the chair she was in earlier and picked up the note pad and pen again. She started to write more. She stopped after a bit and looked at the note pad. She had written a couple of pages of things that had popped into her head. She reread them to see if any caught her attention. She marked a couple that caught her eye on the first page and then went to the second page. She did not know how long she was there, but Fiona fell asleep, the note pad and pen fell to the floor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>07-09-2010, 09:26:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would sleep until about five or six in the evening, waking with a start as he woke to an empty bed. frowning a bit, he would jump out of bed and slip on some pants, then hurry from the bedroom. he entered the living room, about to call out for her before spotting her sleeping on the chair. he smiled a bit, moving silently towards her. he would lift her gently from the chair and hold her to his chest. he would walk with her back to the bedroom, laying her gently down and covering her up. there was some time before she needed to be up, and he would make a decent breakfast for her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>07-09-2010, 15:05:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona woke in the bed. Her eyes slowly opened and her arm stretched out to feel for D'Artimus. He wasn't there. She sat up and then started to wonder how she ended up back in the bed. She had gone into the living room to write. She did not remember coming back into bed. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and got up. She ran her fingers through her hair as she left the bedroom in search of D'Artimus.<br><br>She walked slowly through the house as she checked the rooms where the doors were open. "D'Artimus?" She called out as she poked her head into the living room. It was then she saw the note pad and pen on the floor. She started to think she fell asleep and D'Artimus found her and brought her back to the bedroom. She went and picked up the pad and pen and placed them on the table. She then walked out and continued looking for him.<br><br>"D'Artimus?" She called out louder this time as she headed towards the kitchen.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>08-09-2010, 07:08:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would hear her moving about the house over the sizzle of eggs and hash browns. he would walk to the living room, popping out feet from her. <br><br>in here love. i was making breakfast. i have hash browns and eggs for you, i didn't know what else you like with it. i have sausage, bacon, steaks, whatever tickles your fancy. he said, letting her near him before kissing her lightly, rushing back to the cooking to turn the eggs so they didn't stick or burn. he would await her answer before moving off to prepare whatever it was she requested, making himself a thick juicy steak.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>08-09-2010, 14:58:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona jumped when D'Artimus appeared. He just seemed to pop out of nowhere. She smiled when eh said he was making them breakfast. She followed him as he rushed off into the kitchen. She leaned on the door frame and watched. "Eggs and hash browns are good." She said as she watched him.&nbsp; Fiona wondered if every morning would be like this. She thought it was so sweet that he kept making her breakfast. He was pampering her and Fiona wasn't used to it. <br><br>Fiona then walked into the room "Did you need me to do anything?" She asked as she stopped and leaned on the counter as she watched him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>08-09-2010, 22:12:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus nodded and started dividing the hash browns and eggs onto two plates, setting the empty pans in the sink while they cooled. the lean man was certainly in his element, considering he didn't need to eat to survive like mortals did. but he was old enough to eat solid foods and actually process the food he ate. however, there was never any waste. his body used every bit of the meal, and thus, the man never had to spend much time in the bathroom. he looked to her as she spoke, smiling broadly.<br><br>just sit there and look gorgeous, lover. if i have it my way, you will be waited on hand and foot around the world wherever we go. you and the guys shall never want for anything, and life will be good for all. he chuckled softly at the thought of it, turning his steak over. half of his large cook range was an electric grill, so he never had to grill outside.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>09-09-2010, 07:11:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona went and sat down when D'Artimus told her to look gorgeous. She felt herself grin at him "You do realize that you are too good to me." She said as she watched him put the eggs and hash browns on two plates. She wondered if he realized that she wasn't used to being treated this way. "D'Artimus, you know you don't have to treat me like I'm a princess to want me to be with you." She said as she looked at him. "I don't want you to think that the only reason I'm here with you is because you have money and what you can do for me and the band." She said as she stood up and went to the fridge. She opened it and saw some orange juice."I'm with you because you are sweet and gentle. And you actually treat me like I matter." Fiona added as she grabbed the juce and closed the fridge.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>10-09-2010, 06:42:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus was glad he kept a well stocked kitchen, considering how infrequently he kept mortal guests. he would have to start budgeting for monthly groceries, since she was going to be moving in with him. he thought about what she said a moment as he flipped his steak, biting his lower lip slightly. in the grander scheme of things, love. you do matter. you have quickly become very important to me, and for accepting me, i want to make sure that you get everything you never could have. i don't do it because i want you to stay with me. i do it because you are worth spending on. he chuckles a bit, checking his steak and pulling it off the grill when he thought it was ready enough. he would take the plates, grab the silverware, and move to the table, sitting and sliding her plate towards her.<br><br>however, if it becomes too much, please tell me. i don't want you to feel you are drowning in my affections. he smiles at her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>10-09-2010, 06:56:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona made her way to the cabinet that had the glasses in it and stopped when D'Artimus started to speak. She heard what he said about her mattering and she was important to him. She grabbed two glasses and carried then along with the juice back to the table. She poured juice into each of the glasses and placed one by where he would sit.<br><br>"I don't think that I will ever get the feeling drowning in your affections." She said as she smiled back at him. She got up from her seat and went over to where he was seated. She hugged him "You are the most wonderful thing that has ever happened to me, D'Artimus. Thank you." She whispered before she released him and went back to her seat across from him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 06:57:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus smiled a bit, sliding his arms around her thighs, holding her a moment as she spoke. he kissed whatever part of her was level to him before she left, his hand picking up a fork as he spoke. and you are the most wonderful thing that has ever happened to me, Fiona. i am glad you accepted me.<br><br>Dart would cut his steak and take a bite, smiling a bit. he ate as if he was at a five star restaurant, taking small bites and thoroughly chewing each before swallowing it. he would make light talk, mostly about the anticipated plans of the evening. he was looking forward to talking to the band mates now that Razor was no longer part of the group. it also meant he would have to pull out his guitar, hidden somewhere in his closet. he was starting to get excited the more he talked about it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 07:21:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona took small bites from her plate as she and D'Artimus talked. She could see it in his face that he was excited about meeting with the band again. She thought it was cute and smiled. "After we eat I'll call the others and have them come over tonight so we can talk things through properly tonight. If that is alright." She said as she set down her fork and picked up her glass of juice. "If you are taking over Razor's position in the band, do you have to go out and buy a guitar?" She asked. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 07:34:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus chuckled a bit, clearing his mouth with some juice before speaking. I don't mind at all. i like the other guys. and no. i have a guitar already, just need to dust it off and tune it. he chuckles a bit. the guitar was older than anyone in the band, he was sure of it, but it had traveled well over the years. he looked forward to seeing if he could still play after all this time. it had easily been forty years since he last actually played.<br><br>Do you guys need any equipment? i can replace instruments and the like for when we get ready to hit the studio. he offered, returning to his food.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 16:01:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona looked over at D'Artimus when he said he already had a guitar. She smiled when he said he liked the other guys in the band. "I'm glad that you like the others D'Artimus." She said as he went back to his food. She picked up her fork and was about to take a bite of her breakfast when he asked if they needed any equipment. "I don't think so, but they guys may need something." She said before she took a bite of her eggs. <br><br>"If they do need something, they may not actually ask. I mean, all of us are used to having to save up for something we need. So it may be hard for them to ask." Fiona said "So please do not take it personally if they say the don't need anything when they do." She added as she looked over at him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 06:47:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus chuckles a bit, finishing his breakfast and sitting back in his chair. he would pull a clove from his pants, then light it and take a deep drag. he would make sure to blow the smoke away from her, not wishing to offend her with the sweet blue-grey smoke. I understand. still, i shall offer it to them, and perhaps after seeing what they play with, i might take it into my own hands to replace anything that is needed. it is up to them in the end.<br><br>Dart take a sip of his juice, smiling contentedly to Fiona. things were working out extremely well, and he was looking forward to the coming months. all that needed to happen was their first single to hit the charts, and they would be flying from there.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>14-09-2010, 05:49:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona finished her eggs and hash browns just as D'Artimus pulled out a clove. She laughed "There is a chance that they make take you up on your offer. You will be surprised how well they all take care of their instruments despite not having alot of money." She said to him. "I mean, we always made sure to keep everything in top shape before anything else." Fiona added.<br><br>"I'll call them in a half hour. I don't think they will mind being woken up for meeting up with you and being told about having studio time." She said with a smile. "You do know I will be nervous as hell to be singing in front of you." Fiona said with a small laugh.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 07:12:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus chuckles softly, smoke trickling from his nostrils from the action. he thought about her first performance with him, shaking his head a bit. Naw, you will do just fine my dear. you will soon forget that i am there and get lost in the beautiful music you make. i am looking forward to meeting with the guys then. perhaps i should go get my guitar and check it out. see if anything needs to be replaced. he would take the dishes and wash them swiftly, clove dangling from his lips as he did. in a matter of moments, he was out of the kitchen and heading to the bedroom. he would move to the closet and pull out a well worn hard metal case, and walk back into the living room. setting the case on the table, he would open it and smile a bit. inside, was a black seven-string axe. the finish still looked new, with hardly a pick mark across the body. the pick-ups were still bright, and the strings still in good condition. he pulled out the guitar and picked up a small, palm sized amp and cord. almost lovingly, he would pull the guitar strap over his shoulder and hook it up, then check the sound of the strings. a lot faster than one thought, he had it back in tune, and was running through some quick warm-up scales and chords. he moved into a song, Through Fire and the Flames, fingers moving near flawlessly across the neck of the guitar. she would notice his eyes were closed as he played, head tilted so his hands would not get caught up in his hair.<br><br>Dart would finish the song, and frown a bit, shaking his head.a bit rusty. he says, looking to his lover
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 05:45:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona smiled "I don't think I could ever forget you are there, D'Artimus." She said as he took the dishes and went to the sink and started washing them. She watched as he left the room, knowing he probably went to look for his guitar. She looked at the clock and decided to call the band members. She got up and went into the living room. She called Jay first and woke him up. When she started to fill him in on meeting with D'Artimus and the rest of the band, Jay woke up very quickly. He was excited about him already booking a studio for them to record a new demo. He said he would call the other guys and they would be over there in a few hours. Fiona then hung up and went in search of D'Artimus to tell him.<br><br>As Fiona walked down the hall, she could hear the sound of the guitar. She followed the music and was lead to the bedroom. She leaned on the door frame and watched him play. She recognized the song and smiled as she watched him. He was very good, she thought. She mouthed the lyrics as he played at first and then started to sing softly. She didn't plan on it, it was just a habit. Fiona usually sang along to every song she knew the lyrics to.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 12:34:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus chuckled a bit as her voice faded with the end of the song. he thought a moment, his fingers stretching over the string a moment as he collected his thoughts. he wanted to hear something with emotion in it, something that stirred the spirit within her. after a few moment's silence, he started into "Broken" by Seether. he messed up the first couple of times on the intro, but his fingers remembered the chording and picking, and the third time his voice was able to sound off with his playing.<br><br>I wanted you to know, i love the way you laugh.<br>i wanna hold you high and steal your pain, away.<br>i keep your photograph, and i know it serves me well.<br>i wanna hold you high and steal your pain.<br><br>'Cause i'm broken, when i'm open,<br>and i don't feel like, i am strong enough.<br>'Cause i'm broken, when i'm lonesome.<br>and i don't feel right, when you're gone away.<br><br>You're gone away, you don't feel me here, anymore.<br><br>he would fall silent, letting her take over the next verse, his voice joining only when it was called for.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 04:25:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona's voice faded. She started to think that she disturbed him when he stopped. It didn't take long for D'Artimus to start to play the guitar again. At first she couldn't place the song but once he was past the intro, Fiona knew it. When he started to sing, she smiled and listened to his voice. She enjoyed it more than the original singer. <br><br>Fiona started to sing the next verse when D'Artimus stopped. Her voice started out quite, but with each passing word, her voice became louder, stronger, and filled with emotion. <br><br>The worst is over now and we can breathe again<br>I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away<br>There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight<br>I wanna hold you high and steal your pain<br><br>'Cause I'm broken when I'm open<br>And I don't feel like I am strong enough<br>'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome<br>And I don't feel right when you're gone away<br><br><br><br>When the song was over, Fiona looked over at D'Artimus. "Sorry." She said "I didn't mean to interrupt you." Fiona added as she started to move from the door frame "I just wanted to tell you the band will be over in a couple of hours." Fiona said "I'll leave you alone so you can practice." She added before she started to leave. Fiona turned and started to walk out into the hallway.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 08:27:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus smiled as the last of the notes dissipated into the air, looking to Fiona's face as she spoke. he would nod slightly, glad the band would be there shortly. however, he would frown as she turned to leave. he set his guitar down and chased after her, catching her around her middle and pulling her back against him, chuckling a bit. you have every right to sing with me as i practice. i have to learn to play with you singing anyways, so do not worry about being with me when i practice. i would never want you thinking you were interrupting me.<br><br>Dart would lean down to drop a kiss to her neck, purring softly in her ear.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 14:48:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona was just out of the room when she felt D'Artimus' arms around her and pulled her towards him. She leaned back against him and listened to him. "I know you have to get used to be singing with you as you play, but I just don't want you to think that you can not have any privacy with me here." She said right before she felt his lips on her neck. Fiona rested her hands on his arms that were around her waist. "You play wonderfully." She said quietly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 07:58:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus chuckled softly against her neck, purring a bit. If i wished for privacy, i wouldn't have asked you to move in with me. and if ever i needed privacy, i would ask. as is, i want to enjoy what time we have alone together, seeing as our band will be getting busy swiftly, once the demo gets out. he nods a bit, purring once more at her. his hands moving to caress her sides, smiling a bit. you sing wonderfully as well, my dear.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 15:10:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona smiled as she leaned back against him. "You are too sweet." She said softly to his compliment. "You play wonderfully as ell. How long have you played for? From what I heard you sound like you have been playing for ages." She said as she angled her head so she could look up into his face. "No matter how busy the band gets D'Artimus, I will always be yours." She said as she kissed his cheek softly. "Always have time for you." She added.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>23-09-2010, 21:50:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus purred softly at her, chuckling a bit at her question. i've been playing since i was a child. he says, though him being a child happened to be centuries ago, and guitars then were nothing like the guitars now. he was glad she liked his skill. and even more glad that she would always make time for him. a quick glimpse to a clock on the wall revealed they had an hour and a half before the band arrived. he chuckled and lifted her, heading towards the bedroom. perhaps a quick shower before the rest of the band arrives? he suggests, chuckling at her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>24-09-2010, 15:00:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt so safe in his arms. "Why didn't you persue a career as a musician?" She asked right before he lifted her up into his arms. She laughed as he started carrying her off to the bedroom. She moved her head and planted some soft kisses on D'Artimus' neck. "A quick shower sounds nice, my love." She muttered against his skin. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 22:56:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus chuckled softly, setting her on the bathroom floor, starting to pull off his shirt and tossing it out into the bedroom. he then stripped out of his pants, kicking them aside and moving to turn on the shower. considering the fact that i have almost a billion dollars in banks around the world, i never saw a need to pursue a career of any type. being independently wealthy has its perks. he gives a slight smile. he had a career, but she couldn't know what he did. being an assassin for hire didn't necessarily look good for a boyfriend/manager. a thought came to mind, and he paused as he was stepping into the shower. he would try to get himself released from the guild, then he would answer to no one. the though made him smile a bit, and he stepped into the steaming water, sighing contently as the heat soothed an ache he didn't realize he had. he looked to Fiona, smiling contently at her
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 23:24:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona watched him after he set her down. She watched as he removed his shirt and then his pants. When he said how much money he had in various banks around the world, Fiona first thought she heard the amount wrong. The slight smile he gave her after he said he never saw the need to purse a career caused her to smile in return. She watched as he stepped into the steaming shower. <br><br>Fiona slowly removed her top and the skirt she wore. She tossed them into the bedroom. She removed her bra and panties and tossed them as well. The steam from the shower was already starting to fog up the mirror as she stepped inside to join D'Artimus. She leaned against the cool tile and watched him as he stood in the streaming water. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 10:42:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus washed quickly, as always, washing his hair last before taking the slender woman into his arms, holding her close to his lean frame, purring lightly at her. he chewed his lower lip lightly, his fang almost puncturing the flesh as his chin rested on top of her head. it had been a couple of nights since he first revealed himself to her, and the fact that he had used his blood to manipulate her memories still bothered him. he did care about her, more than he ever had for any mortal. naturally, he was a player, sleeping with any and every woman that would have him. but since he found her, he found he lost the desire for any female company other than hers. and that was odd, even for him. his hands would caress her sides gently as he thought, heaving a gentle sigh.<br><br>love, there is something i must tell you. he says softly, moving his head to look down at her. he would probably alter her memory again after this night was over, but he had to tell her again, so he didn't have to hide it for the time being.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 14:46:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona watched D'Artimus wash. She knew she would never get bored watching this man that stood in front of her. He then took her into his arms. As the water fell down upon them, she felt hsi chin rest upon her head. Her arms wrapped around him, holding herself close to him.&nbsp; She felt his hands caress her sides gently and then hear the sigh that escaped him.<br><br>D'Artimus then spoke, telling her he had to tell her something. She felt his chin move from her head and as she looked up at him, saw he was looking down at her. "What is it? Is something bothering you?" She asked. Fiona started to think he was having doubts about her moving in with him, or even worse. "You know you can tell me anything." She added.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 23:50:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus saw the look of nervousness and worry in her eyes, and he would offer a slight smile to comfort her. don't worry, it's nothing bad. he kissed her softly. as he kissed her, his lips would part, and his tongue would seek out hers. drawing it into his mouth, he would move her tongue gently against his fangs, then let them extend while her tongue was against them. he would release her tongue then, pulling back slightly to look at her. i am truly a vampire, not an eccentric multimillionaire. i mean, yes, i have nearly a billion dollars spread around the world, but because i have spent the last few centuries saving, collecting, and selling various valuables from my time period. i remember when the first electric guitar was developed. he looks her square in the eyes wondering her reaction, hoping beyond hope, that she would not recoil from him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 06:03:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona was nervous even though she saw D'Artimus slightly smile at her and told her not to worry. She was still worried even as he kissed her. She kissed him back and felt his tongue seek out hers. Her tongue met his and let him draw her tongue into his mouth. She felt his tongue move hers along his teeth. She felt his fangs, which seemed to extend even more. He then broke the kiss by pulling back. Fiona looked at him as he looked at her. Then he spoke and informed her he was a vampire. Fiona did not move from where she stood, close to him. She looked at him strangely. "I know how people believe they are vampires, but D'Artimus, they don't really exist." She said as she moved closer to him. "And if vampires really existed, why haven't you tried to feed from me? I mean, from books I have read, vampires need blood." She added as she looked up at him
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 09:45:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus heaves a sigh and shakes his head slightly. Only the younger generations need to feed regularly. i'm old enough that i can eat small amounts of food, handle some sunlight, and go almost a week without feeding if i have to. and as for why i haven't fed from you, it would be bad business to drink from the lead singer of our band. however, if you think about events the last couple of nights, you might see the truth in my words. however, should you require proof... he reaches into a hidden space and pulls a long dagger. he would turn it with the hilt facing her, and the blade against his chest. he would take her hands and put them on the blade, and look her deep in the eyes. I am D'Artimus DeLeon Rae. born in 1154 A.D., died 1179 A.D.. i have walked this earth for eight hundred and fifty-six years. as he finished speaking, still holding her hands onto the blade, he thrusts the steel into his chest. he crumples to the ground on his knees, blood flowing freely into the water. the wound should have killed him outright, but he remained on his knees, and slowly withdrew the blade, grimacing at the pain. he looked to her once more, the wound in his chest healing rapidly and the blooding coming to a complete stop. and i want to walk the remainder of my nights with you by my side... he pants softly, recovering from the shock of the stab. he was used to pain, but still, he managed to pierce his heart that time, and those always hurt the most.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 15:00:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona listened carefully to what D'Artimus said. She was starting to think that she had fallen for someone that was crazy. She watched as he reached into a hidden area, she had never noticed it before, and saw the dagger he removed from it. Fiona's eyes widen as he brought it to his chest. She then felt his hand take hers and place it on the dagger as well. <em>What have I done?</em> she thought as she&nbsp; thought he was going to stab himself because she did not believe him. When he started to speak again, Fiona looked up at him. Since she was paying attention to what he was saying, "No!" She screamed when she felt him thrust the dagger, which was still in her hand as well, into his chest. Fiona's eyes filled quickly with tears as she watched D'Artimus fall to his knees and his blood flow freely into the water. Fiona dropped to her knees next to him and saw the wound healing. She could not believe what she was seeing happen in front of her and what D'Artimus had said to her. He then spoke and her eyes went from the quickly healing wound on his chest to his face. She reached out with one of her hands and caressed his cheek. "I'm sorry I didn't believe you." She said so softly. Fiona then leaned over and kissed him softly. "I want to be with you forever." She muttered against his lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 22:09:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus returned the kiss, smiling slightly. when the time is right, you shall be my immortal lover. right now, i could not take life from you, and force you to live my life. a few years perhaps, Luna willing. he says, moving to hold her gently against him. he would smile softly, kissing her cheek lightly. sorry to put you through that, but i thought, "it worked for that guy in that Highlander movie, it'll work for me too." hurt like hell though. he chuckles softly, moving her hair from her face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 22:26:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona listened to what he said, about making her his immortal lover when the time was right. She would not press him on it. She could just tell by his voice he was not lying. As he held her, Fiona moved her right hand over the wound that had healed up in front of her eyes. When he apologized for putting her through that, Fiona moved and looked at him She felt his hand come up and and move the hair from her face. "You scared me." She said softly as she looked into his eyes. She then moved her head and kissed his lips softly. "Just don't do that again, please." She muttered against his lips before she pulled her head back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 22:50:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus chuckled softly, kissing her gently before standing and pulling her back to her feet, taking her in another embrace. i'm sorry love. i didn't mean to scare you like that. i won't do it again, i promise... he would kiss her once more, slowly moving to press her back against the cool tile, this time not parting from her lips. his hands would caress her sides, once more exploring her body. he was in love with every aspect of her, her personality, her voice, her intelligence, and her beauty. she was perfect for him, and he was a lucky vampire to have her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 23:12:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Atrimus then pulled her to her feet as he stood. She felt his arms embrace her as apologized for scaring her. Before Fiona could answer, his lips were on hers and they were kissing again. She then felt the cool tiles on her back as they kissed. She moaned lightly against his lips as she felt his hands gently caress her sides. Fiona moved her hands around his waist and pulled him closer to her. Fiona knew she should be unsettled by what D'Artimus had told her about himself, but she did not care. She was in love with him, in love with him before he told her what he was. "I love you, D'Artimus." She muttered against his lips as they kissed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 00:12:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus gave a true purr, the sound rumbling from his chest this time. he would lift her easily, holding her gently against the wall, pressing back into the kiss. i love you too, Fiona... his hips moved lightly over hers, hands moving to hold her against him, feeling her breasts pressing against his chest. he shivered at the feeling, loving the touch of her flesh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 05:17:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona loved hearing him purr. She felt D'Artimus pick her up and held her against the wall as he kissed her back. She heard him say he loved her as well. Hearing those words made her heart soar. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him close as she pressed herself against him. She had to force herself to break the kiss. She smiled as she looked at him. "Thank you." She said before she kissed his lips softly. "For trusting me, loving me enough to tell me." She said as she broke the kiss once again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 07:07:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus purrs softly at her, resting his forehead against hers. it's not only because we are business partners that i tell you, but because we are more than that now. and i will have to trust you with my life now. he holds her gently to him, still against the wall off the floor. she would feel the stirrings of his arousal against her, and he would kiss her with a hunger that she had yet to see in him. he wanted her, so badly that he was hurting for her touch, her caress.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 14:59:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona held him as he rested his forehead against hers and spoke. She smiled even though she knew he could not see it. She felt his arousal as he kissed her. The kiss was unlike any kiss he had given her before. This kiss was filled with a hunger she had never seen or felt from him. Fiona kissed him back and felt herself becoming aroused as well. She kept one hand around his neck and moved her other one gently down his arm and back up it. She gently moved her hips, lightly grinding them against him and moaned against his lips. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 07:43:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus feels her rising desire, and not one to make a woman wait, he would gently guide himself into her depths as he held her close, savoring the feel of her caressing his length. he would settle at a slow, passionate pace, in the mindset to actually make love to her, wanting this to last for some time. his hands smoothed over her thighs and back, letting gravity aid in his thrusts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 15:40:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona let out a small moan when she felt D'Artimus guided himself into her. She held him as she raised one leg and wrapped it around his waist. He settled into a slow pace. She felt his hands moving along her thigh and back. She moved slowly on his manhood as he thrusted into her. "I love you, so much." She muttered against his neck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 05:22:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus groaned softly, smiling as she spoke her words of love to him, moving slightly to adjust for her movement. he would start moving against her a little faster, holding her hips to guide his thrusts. he kept himself pressed firmly to her, groaning softy as he leaned in to kiss on her neck and shoulder. he would then let his fangs extend once more, grazing them across her flesh before biting swiftly into her skin, his tongue pressing against the wounds to keep them from bleeding freely. most would expect the bite of a vampire to be painful, agonizing even. but his bite caused sheer passion and desire to flood through the recipient's body. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 06:00:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona felt D'Artimus adjust himself and then begin to move against her faster. His strong hands held her hips as he thrusted into her. She could hear his soft groans as he leaned in to kiss her neck. She held on to him and then felt his lips on her neck and shoulder. When she felt his fangs graze her flesh, Fiona suddenly felt a sudden rush of passion and desire for D'Artimus flow through her. She moaned and her nails dragged across his shoulder blades. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 23:11:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would roll his shoulders back into her nails, feeling his flesh threaten to give at the pressure. he would groan against her flesh, biting down a bit harder to keep pressure against the wounds as his tongue traced soft erotic patterns across her flesh. he would start moving faster against her as his passion rose, his climax starting to build. he would fight it back for a bit longer, since the pair had some time before the rest of the band arrived. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 05:07:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona felt D'Artimus' shoulder's move as her nails started to dig into his flesh. She felt his groan against her neck as he bit down harder into her neck. Fiona moaned loudly from his bite and from him moving faster against her. She moved her hands from his bare flesh to his head. She ran her hands in his hair "Mmm D'Artimus." She purred softly as she moved her hips upward to meet his thrusts. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>22-10-2010, 10:13:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would continue moving against her, groaning against her flesh as he started to near his climax. the lean man would press against her and lick the wounds closed, healing them swiftly so she didn't bleed. he would press his lips against hers, her blood staining his lips and fangs. he was getting close, and she would feel it as his manhood started to swell slightly
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 16:00:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona kissed D'Artimus in return when she felt his lips upon hers. She could taste the metallic flavor of her blood that was on his lips. She moaned against his lips, and felt his manhood start to swell. She knew that he was close to climax. Fiona broke the kiss and nuzzled against his neck. "My love, do not hold back." She muttered against his neck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 10:57:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus heard her plea, and gave in to her urging, holding her hips tight and starting to move faster against her. he would continue to pound into her for some time, before he finally reached his peak. his seed would burst deep into her, his lean frame shuddering slightly as he did. he would hold her against the wall, panting softly as he rested his forehead against hers, smiling a bit. that was fun as always he said softly, just barely heard over the shower
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 18:44:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona felt him grip her hips tightly and move faster against her. She then felt D'Artimus give in. His seed burst into her. Her arms hugged him to her as he rested his head upon her forehead. They were both panting softly. She barely heard what he said. Fiona smiled at him and then kissed his lips softly. "You are my addiction, my love." She whispered. She knew they had to get out of the shower, but was not in a hurry to do so. Fiona loved feeling his body against hers. "We should get ready, shouldn't we?" She asked 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 15:07:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus nodded slightly as he collected himself, chuckling softly. Aye, we probably should. we have some time, but it would be best to be completely ready, instead of rushing into clothing as they arrived. he would kiss her softly, slowly lowering her back to her feet. after a couple of moments, he would turn off the shower, indicating he had finally made the decision to start getting ready. he looked to her eyes, still smiling gently. he was glad for her company, and her companionship filled a void he never knew he had.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>18-11-2010, 15:19:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fi felt D'Artimus' lips softly touch hers as he kissed her. She then felt the wet tub beneath her feet as he lowered her to he feet. She stood there and watched as he turned off the shower. She knew he was right and it would be nice they were both ready and not rushing when the band came over. She grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself as she stepped out of the shower. Fiona knew he was right. "I know you are right." She said as she looked back over her shoulder at him and smiled before she moved away from the shower and towards the sink.<br><br>Fiona looked in the mirror as she ran her fingers through her hair, unknotting it some. She saw the mark on her neck, but didn't think much about it. She knew she would have to hide it from the band. Fiona turned and looked at D'Artimus before she went off into the bedroom to find something to wear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>22-12-2010, 11:56:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would move from the bathroom in a towel, heading to the closet and picking out a pair of pants. he dressed swiftly, then picked out a loose, flowing poet's shirt. he sighed a bit. he hoped the woman would keep his secret. the last thing he needed was word getting out a vampire was running, and playing in, a band. hell's, most people didn't even know vampires truly existed. he wanted to keep it that way for the time being. he would zip on his boots, pulling the cuff of his leather pants over them and look to Fiona. the mortal woman made him smile a lot, and that was an addictive feeling. they still had some time before the band arrived, so he would walk into the bathroom and start brushing out his thick mane of hair.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>26-12-2010, 02:54:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona stood at the closet, looking at her clothes. She heard movement and looked over to see D'Artimus emerge from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around him. He had a perfect body, she thought as she turned back to her clothes. She flipped through and picked out a dress, a black one with white trim. It was one of her favorite dresses, a lolita style dress. She then bent down and found the shoes she wanted to wear with it. She carried them both back to the bed and laid the dress down on it and dropped the shoes on the floor. She went tot he dresser and picked out a black strapless bra and a pair of matching panties, as well as some thigh high tights. She walked back to the bed and picked up the dress and started to dress.<br><br>She had to cover up the mark on her neck. The others could not see it and could not find out what their new band member was. She&nbsp; dug around in her small jewelry box and found a choker necklace. She slipped it on and as she did the latch, she made her way to the bathroom. She stood int he doorway and watched as D'Artimus brushed his hair. Her eyes went down his body and then back up to his face. She smiled to herself and walked up behind him. Fiona wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed his back before letting him go and moved next to him to brush her hair as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>26-12-2010, 05:21:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus released a soft purr of approval at her clothing. he was fond of the lolita style, and she wore it very well. from the corner of his eye, he noticed the choker that hid the mark he had left on her well. he was glad the puncture marked had healed, once more pleased that his vampiric tendencies lent him the ability to pass without trace. anyone would see the crimson love bite and assume that he was just rough in the bedroom. it wouldn't be far from the truth either, though Fi wouldn't know exactly how rough he could be. not for a while yet.<br><br>Dart would occupy himself by brushing his teeth after putting a rather complex braid into his hair. he checked himself in the mirror, and was pleased to see he looked like a normal mortal, his flesh flushed with life. he retracted his fangs, making them less noticeable, though the metallic color on his canines and second incisors would always remain. he could always pass it off as a man with too much money and a near obsession with the creatures of the night. he would clean himself up and check himself once over before looking to Fiona, smiling a bit and holding his arms out slightly for inspection. Well love, how do i look? he asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>26-12-2010, 16:14:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona brushed her hair and looked at herself in the mirror. The choker went well with the dress, she thought. The others would probably not notice the love bite. At least she hoped so. She could see D'Artimus braid his hair in the reflection as well. It was hard for her not to turn and look at him. He was absolutely perfect. She set the brush down at the same time he turned to her and held out his arms for her to inspect what he had on. <br><br>Fi smiled at him as she looked at him. She moved over to him and wrapped her arms around his waist and looked up at him. "You look perfect." She said. "As always." She added right before she smiled at up at him "You could wear tattered clothing and still look perfect." She then forced herself to let go of him and walked out of the bathroom. <br><br>As she sat down on the bed and slipped her feet into her shoes. She bent over and adjusted the buckles on each shoe. As she did this, Fiona thought how lucky she was to meet D'Artimus. She did not care that he was a vampire. She then stood up and twirled around "What about me? Do I look alright?" She asked as she stopped and faced him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 11:12:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus chuckled softly at the woman moving to her and hugging her firmly. you look like you came off the runways of Paris. he said, stepping back to run an appreciative eye over the woman. he smiled a bit, then checked himself once more, before turning towards the bedroom, looking to her over his shoulder. your band is here he said, right before the doorbell rang. there was no way he could have hear them arrive. but he knew the moment they pulled up near his home.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>27-12-2010, 16:27:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona laughed at D'Artimus' comment on how she looked as he hugged her. She fidgeted with her dress as he checked himself out again. When he said the band was there, Fi looked up at him. "You heard them?" She asked after the doorbell sounded. She walked over to the door and gave him a sly smile "And correction, they are your band as well." She said as she walked past him and went to let them in. She wondered how they were going to act, were they going to behave or decide to act out? As she got closer to the door, her body tensed. She had no idea why she was so becoming tense. <br><br>She opened the door to see the guys smiling at her. "Come on in." She said as she moved aside so they could enter. Once they were inside, Fiona hugged each of them and felt some of the tension leave her, but not all of it. They all walked into the other room and sat down. They chatted and laughed as they waited for D'Artimus to join them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 00:50:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus just shrugged and chuckled as he grabbed some paperwork he had for the band to fill out. now that the former lead guitarist was out, he had to present the group with some options. "welcome back, everyone. i am sorry for the other night's unpleasantness with Razor. however, he has decided to leave the band, and thus, has left his position open. i would like to request to play for you guys, and see if you all will allow me to play with your guys." he would set down the paperwork on the table, pulling a clove from his pocket and lighting it, taking a drag of the sweet smoke. he would look from Fiona, then to the others, arching a brow slightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 16:12:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona saw D'Artimus enter the room with some paperwork in hand. She watched him as he spoke and took a seat. She just hoped the others would be open to the idea of him becoming the replacement. She watched him for a few moments and then looked over at the band.<br><br>Jay, looked over at D'Artimus "Eh, don't worry about Razor." He said with a grin. Jay looked over at Fiona and then back to D'Artimus "At least Fi has found someone to keep her safe." He added before he leaned over and rested his hands on his knees. "So, back to business, you play as well?" He asked. He thoguht to himself about pulling Fi aside to speak to her alone to see what it was they were getting themselves into. "<br><br>Mike, looked from D'Artimus to Jay and knew something was up with him. If D'Artimus was any good, Jay wouldn't care, Mike was sure of that. Personally he was glad that Razor was gone. Maybe making music would become fun again. At least he hoped for. He looked back at D'Artimus "How about we hear you play and then we can talk in more detail about the future of the band?" Mike suggested.<br><br>Fiona knew the others were glad about Razor being gone. She could tell Mike just wanted a good replacement. He was so easy going, she thought. Jay, on the other hand, was just looking out for everyone involved, at least she thought so. She looked back over at D'Artimus and knew he was going to blow them away with how talented he was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 16:27:53</strong>
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				D'Artimus chuckled a bit and moved to his guitar, still plugged in and ready. he would move the strap around his shoulder, then move to turn back on the amp. he started with some dexterity warm-ups, to show he knew his way around the strings, and could maintain a constant pattern. he would play through several cords, from easy ones, to the more complicated power chords. then, the ultimate test of his ability to play. he hadn't much practice in it, but he had heard the song enough he could attempt to play it by ear. he would start on the opening fingerings of "Through Fire and the Flames" by DragonForce. while not completely flawless, he was able to make the proper modifications to make it seem like he was adding his own embellishments on the song. he had let his hair fall over his shoulder as he played, keeping an easy, relaxed stance as he did so. he would go through a few other complicated pieces, showing his diversity. he would play some death metal, some classic rock, and anything that came to mind. he kept his transitions fluid, and would would finish by covering a piece he had heard the band play the night he found them. put him in a top hat, and he may have been the equal of Slash. the vampire was good, if not better than Razor seven-fold.<br><br>after he was finished, he would turn off his guitar, then look to the band, one at a time, arching a slender brow, awaiting their answers. he knew he wouldn't have to wait long.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 17:33:12</strong>
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				Fiona watched D'Artimus move to his guitar. She smiled to herself. She knew he was going to impress the others without a doubt. As he started to play, doing easy warm ups first and then going into a DragonForce song. She then looked over at Jay and Mike to watch their reaction. She could not help but turn her attention back to her vampire lover. <br><br>The two men watched D'Artimus intensely as he played. Mike, who knew the song that was being played well, heard the differences that D'Artimus was putting in and liked it. He glanced over at Jay and smiled before turning back to watch D'Artimus. Mike was surprised when he heard one of their own songs start. He wondered if Fiona had given him a CD of their stuff. If not, D'Artimus was very good at remembering things. <br><br>Jay, listened carefully. He knew as soon as D'Artimus started playing he was good. He liked that he seemed to add his own touch to the DragonForce song. He was just as surprised as Mike when he heard one of their songs being played. He looked over at Mike and saw he was watching the man playing for them. He could tell that he was surprised as well with the final song that D'Artimus decided to play. <br><br>When D'Artimus finished playing, Jay and Mike looked from him to each other. They did not speak, just nodded their heads at each other. Jay was the one that turned his attention back to D'Artimus. "Damn. You are good." He said "Why aren't you already in a band?' He asked. Jay already knew that Mike and he already made their decision to have him join, but Jay was curious as to why he wasn't already in a band.<br><br>Fiona could tell by Mike and Jay's reaction they were impressed by what they heard. She had no doubt they were fine with him joining the band. She looked over at them and smiled "It's unanimous isn't it?" She asked her fellow band mates. She saw the two men glance over at her and smile and give her slight nods of their heads. She then turned her gaze back to D'Artimus as she heard Mike's voice "You in then?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>29-12-2010, 01:05:43</strong>
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				D'Artimus chuckled softly, watching their reactions. I've never had the inkling to join a band before. and i never felt the need to before. he would listen to them speak, then nod slightly with a bit of a bow. It would be an honor and a privilege to join your band.<br><br>Dart would pull a clove from his pocket and light it, taking a deep drag of it. i do however, have an order of business to propose. before we can even really get started as a band, we must pick a name. he said, arching a brow slightly. that was important, and part of the paperwork that was to be dealt with. he wasn't going to support a nameless band, even if they were good enough. he wouldn't make any suggestions himself, since he didn't want to be seen as trying to take over in the end.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>29-12-2010, 16:20:01</strong>
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				Fiona was glad that Jay and Mike had no problem with D'Artimus joining the band. She listened to D'Artimus speak as he answered their question about never joining a band before. She had to force herself not to laugh. If the guys only knew exactly what their newest member was. Then when she saw slightly nod and bow before he spoke and said he would be honored to join the band, Fiona felt relieved.<br><br>Coming up with a name for the band, it was something that they were told they needed to come up with. She glanced at the others to see their reaction. "A new name for the band?" Jay said, repeating what they were just told. It was something she hadn't even thought of. Fiona just assumed they would keep the name they had been using. But then again, it would keep them tied to Razor, even it was just a little connection. "Why is it we can not just use our original name?" Mike asked. "Not saying I have a problem with coming up with a new name for us. I am just wondering." Mike added. <br><br>Fiona listened to Mike's question as she thought about names they could use. It depended on what kind of name they were going for. She was sure the four of them could come up a new name. She was glad that Mike and Jay did not seem to have a problem with D'Artimus joining and about changing the name as well. It was a relief for her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>29-12-2010, 23:39:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus unslung his guitar and set it back on on the stand, then went to sit on his leather chair, looking to the band. he would take a drag of his clove, smiling a bit. Nothing is wrong with the name. however, perhaps it would be best to pick something new, to reflect our freedom from Razor's influence? he offered, tilting his head slightly. he would of course let them make the decision, and he would go with whatever. he only wanted to be with Fiona, so the band name didn't matter to him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>thrill</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 16:25:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fiona shifted herself slightly. She looked over at Jay and Mike and then back to D'Artimus for a brief second. She leaned back and looked up at the ceiling. <em>a new name</em> she thought. She was at a loss. She needed something to motivate her, make her think of an idea for one. When she heard Mike speak, she looked back over at him to listen.<br><br>Mike looked at the newest member of the band. "You are right. A new name would be a great way to start off." He said. "But we should figure out what kind of name we are wanting to go with. I mean, do we want something that will represent our sound, something we believe in. We need to figure that out first and then we can come up with something." He said. He then leaned forward and looked at D'Artimus in the eyes for a few moments before he spoke again "And it's something all of us have to come up with. I mean, we are all in the band. And the name should have some other meaning to it besides our new found freedom from that ass."<br><br>Fiona watched Mike as he leaned forward and looked at D'Artimus. Her gaze went to her lover and she watched him. She was glad the others were fine with him joining and wanting him to have a say in a new name was great. She gave D'artimus a small smile before she looked over at Jay, who was staying quiet. She saw that Jay seemed to be lost in thought and not paying attention to what Mike was saying. "This is perfect." She heard Jay mutter to himself. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Answering The Siren's Call (D'Artimus and Thrill)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DartimusRae</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 18:02:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				D'Artimus would take a drag of his clove, nodding a bit at everything that was said. these were valid points, and he would not argue them. you are right. it's why i want the three of you to pick the name. this is for the three of you. whatever you choose, i will simply make sure the paperwork gets done. i am honestly more behind the scenes. however, i think it will be fun to play in the band.<br><br>Dart would stand and move to the bar, fixing drinks for everyone. he would set them on the tray, then walk them over the the band mates, serving them before taking his drink and sitting down. also, i don't ever want to be accused of trying to take over anything. that is why i leave this to you three. that's why i've not suggested anythinghe would sip his drink, arching a brow as Jay spoke to himself, ignoring it though.
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