Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)
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				Title: <strong>Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>23-03-2009, 18:05:11</strong>
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				There was something different about Saraswati's home. She could smell the human somewhere, but she knew she had set off a trap earlier that morning and didn't want to alarm the person watching her that she was afraid. It was midday, and Sara's morning routine was disrupted by what she could only think of as a vampire hunter trying to catch her.<br><br>Over 400 years ago was when Sara was born, given the name of the Hindu Goddess of knowledge, art, and music, and consequently a river, by her father who was of that lineage. Her mother, however, was European, because back in those days there wasn't as much of a conflict between them in Europe as there is now. She was a beautiful girl, had fallen in love and married, graduated from the bests schools in Europe at the time even though educating girls was something only high stature families did. She was trained in the arts and music, just as her name implied. <br><br>Three hundred and eighty seven years ago, a vampire killed her husband and children in order to kidnap her, and turn her into the Brotherhood. Most people who were turned at that time don't remember much before being turned, because of the brainwashing. Back then, vampires thought that humans were despicable creatures that needed to die, but vampires could not reproduce on their own, so they stalked those who they thought worthy to continue their line onto the next generation.<br><br>Ever since then there had been an influx of vampire hunters, and it hadn't stopped even though the Brotherhood had disbanded over a hundred years ago. Most vampires choose to blend into the normal people, living lives not unlike those of regular humans, and only fed off animals or those who willingly provided themselves for food. She was one of those who choose to feed off animals - for she herself was human once, and becoming a vampire was not by her choice at all. She would have loved to live and die a normal human life with her husband and two children, but the fates would not let that be. Sara decided whatever happened was supposed to for a reason. <br><br>So now here she was, in her bathroom, looking around closely for some kind of switch she could accidentally trip and get herself killed. It was midday - and she was at her weakest, having not properly fed for almost a week now. It would be the perfect opportunity for someone to catch her. The intruder could have come the night before, while she was away looking for dinner, to set his traps. She had grown too trusting of the humans in her small East-American town. And now look where it had gotten her! The one neighbor who did know she was a vampire was the farmer several miles down the road, whom she paid for each cattle she had to outrightly slaughter in order to feed upon - even though that didn't happen often. She only drank a pint or so every couple days, and there was a particular bull that had gotten used to her. No harm to the animal at all except for two small punctures.<br><br>Once she was confident she couldn't see any kind of trap, she turned on the water and stripped naked to get into the shower. Anyone who looked at her body would never be able to tell she was a vampire; Sara looked like a very beautiful twenty two or twentry three year old woman with ample curves to hold the eyes for a while. Her skin was tan, but not dark, because of her ethnicity, and had not paled after she was turned. Her red hair fell in waves down to the small of her back and a few scars were present on her skin, mostly on her legs. The only real difference from any other human was her eyes, which changed colors at time, but were normally dark purple, and unless you looked closely, you wouldn't be able to tell them from dark blue eyes. Sara placed a towel on the floor for when she stepped out of the shower, and submerged herself under the sheet of water in order to get clean.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>23-03-2009, 21:45:18</strong>
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				It was one thing to hunt vampires, it was quite another to actually kill them in the process. David was one of the few who knew about this, as he was one of the few Vampire Hunters still alive. There were only a handful in the States compared to what he believed to be at least ten thousands of vampires. Their numbers were growing rapidly, while the Sabbatarians, as described in myths by people long forgotten, where just as rapidly shrinking.<br><br>There was a time where this was different, though that were several hundred years ago. As time passed and the modern age began, people started to forget about the threat that surrounded them. Victims were said to be killed by a serial killer, or copy cats, nobody suspected the actual vicious predator on top of the food chain to be real.<br><br>Even though outnumbered, only make David more determined to rid every last vampire on this planet once and for all. With his parents being members of this now secret society, and born on a Saturday, there was no doubt in anyone's mind that he would turn out to be one of the most feared hunters. Since being a child of two vampire hunters and born a Saturday, gave him two special abilities that made it easy for him to track them down.<br><br>One was his sight. While everyone lived on their normal lives, ignorance is truely a bliss, David could see through the disguise of a vampire. There wasn't a literal mark or sign that distinguished them, yet in a way, by merely looking at a person.. he could just tell. The second one was his ability to predict their movement, which had proved to be a vital part to his survival and the vampires' demise. As vampires were as quick as they were strong. They could move so fast, the regular human eye could not even hope to keep up, which was why many of the Sabbatarians used many traps and tactics beforehand.<br><br>To be on the safe side, so did David, but he knew if his traps would fail his second ability would not give the vampires any chance. Just by one swift movement he could decapitate a vampire on the move, as if he could look in to the future and know where they would go. The one he was after now, he thought to be one of the unpredictable ones. Hence why he had to be sure to engage combat in broad daylight, when they were at their weakest. In her own house no less, where she consider herself safe from harm.<br><br>Standing 6'4" tall and having the perfect amount of muscles gave him the ultimate edge. Strong and agile, quick and incredibly smart were only a few factors of why he was so intimidating. The thing that helped the most however, in this mental warfare, was the silver chain with a cross that had four emeralds attached to it dangling in plain sight. Each emerald was rewarded by the brotherhood for every thousand vampires a hunter managed to kill. David was close to getting a fifth emerald.. this at the age of 25 no less.<br><br>Perhaps his only weakness was his severe lack of human contact, aside from the occasional meeting with a fellow hunter. They never did huge meetings, like vampires would do, the risk of all of them being taken out in one big attack was just too high. However, one did not need social skills to kill a vampire. In fact, lacking emotion and moral helped cross that fine line in a human's mind. Where other humans might feel pity or remorse of their actions, David did not feel a thing. The knowledge of knowing he had saved millions of lives per vampire killed was enough satisfaction.<br><br>Soon he would save yet another million lives, by taking out a vampire that had managed to keep herself hidden for so long. Even with his enhanced sight, this one was not easy to track down. He had to pull a lot of strings and contact the right people to find out where she lived. Years had he spent preparing for this moment, as usual for a fight that would only last a few minutes, if she would live up to his expectations.<br><br>David couldn't have picked a better moment, analyzing her daily routines in the house, he knew everything that was to know about her. From when she tended to leave her house to feed, to when she would change clothes. Distance had been an important factor, since she could probably smell him if he even spent a few seconds in her house, which made it hard to actually fully comprehend her abilities.<br><br>His smell would play a major role in this however, as she was taking a shower she would notice his scent getting stronger. Since right now, David was standing in front of her bathroom door, ready with his sword of which the blade was made out of silver. The vampiress wouldn't stand a ghost of a chance, half naked, soaked in water, unprepared and at her weakest. David was determined to make this fight a quick one. Just in case he had soaked the floor of the hall in holy water, blessed by the pope himself. It wasn't as deadly as many books and films would make it seem, but it was yet another substance that would greatly decrease the energy and strength of a vampire. All he had to do now was wait for her to open that door, then the last thing she would see was the grin on his face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>24-03-2009, 04:13:22</strong>
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				Sara knew there was someone outside her door, she could smell him - hear him breathing. Light and skilled, like he had killed so many other vampires before. She didn't know how on earth she would be able to escape him. Sara was not trained in defending herself much without a weapon, and she knew he wouldn't have come into the situation under prepared. She peeked outside of the shower, seeing the water seeping from under the door that obviously wasn't caused by her. Holy water. Leaving the water on, she grabbed a towel, and as silent as she could manage climbed out the shower window. <br><br>Sara's house was small, and all on one floor, so it wasn't much of a jump out the window onto the grass. But what could she do now? Her neighbors lived miles away on each side and if she ran he could surely spot and catch her. She was so weak, and wet for that matter. The only thing she could do is go back in and try to confront the man. <br><br>Rather than the front door, she entered through her open window in the kitchen so she wouldn't make a sound coming through. She was almost human with her abilities all but gone, and she was so weak from not feeding recently that she doubted she could confront the man without getting killed. She padded up softly to the hallway where he was standing -tall and handsome- in front of her bathroom door. <br><br>"Uh, excuse me..." she peeped out from behind the door frame leading to the living room and kitchen soaking wet in her little towel that didn't leave much to the imagination at all. She smiled prettily at him, not wanting to fight in the least. "It looks like you're a hunter trying to kill me..." She moved very slowly towards him, showing her entire body and lifting one of her hands to show him she wasn't armed, the other holding the wet towel around her. "I'm not armed, and you must know I'm weak... it's midday and all..." She knew she was either about to be captured or killed, but she would opt for capture if she could. At least then she could get out of this situation alive - maybe. There was no way around it. Sara was trying to look kind and gentle, but in truth she was scared shitless. She stopped not too far into the hallway, knowing the holy water had to start around here somewhere and the rest of her energy would be sapped from her body: energy she would need if she had to bolt. "I'm not going to attack you..."
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				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>24-03-2009, 12:52:10</strong>
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				David didn't actually swing his sword like he had intended to do. A hesitation that would've complicated things if she was indeed as dangerous as he had expected. Though by the looks of it she currently was as harmless as a kitten. However, to someone else it wouldn't seem like he changed his plans, as every movement he made seemed carefully chosen.<br><br>A vicious smile formed on his face, "Good, that saves me some time to introduce myself then. Since that I am here to eliminate you is all that you have to know." the man spoke in a tone of voice that revealled no emotion. The vampire could hide it well, but David could almost smell the fear she was experiencing. It gave an indescribable feeling, to know those who deemed themselves on top of the food chain to be afraid of him.<br><br>"You don't need to tell me that you are not going to attack me, I know you couldn't even if you wanted to. Don't make it sound like a choice you made, there is no choice here for you to make." the wicked smile on his face slowly faded away and made way for an emotionless expression.<br><br>"You should deem yourself very fortunate, if I didn't think you would be worth something alive, you would be dead already. But you know that don't you?" even though David said this, he himself knew that this wasn't entirely true. As the idea to use her for information came after he decided not to end her life.<br><br>In truth was that split second when he fully got to see this particular beautiful vampire, because he couldn't deny she was drop-dead gorgeous, he didn't immediately sense the bloodlust all vampires share. Though now he realised she was just able to hide it well. In the end if he were to change his way due mere beauty, he probably drop dead soon, there was nothing gorgeous about that.<br><br>How to proceed to execute this peculiar idea, David did not know. It wasn't exactly his line of expertise to capture or torture vampires to gain information. He knew of other hunters who did, but swift justice was his trademark. One time a vampire even explained to be glad that he was the one that was going to finish him. No mercy, yet enough compassion to grant them a painless demise. A rare combination.<br><br>"I'm fairly certain you have a lot of information I want though, which might give me a reason to keep you alive. If only temporarily. My name is David by the way." the only reason he told her his name, was to see if she knew about him. If not, she might not have the information he was hoping for.<br><br>Before giving her a chance to talk, he continued to describe her situation and what he expected her to do, "I can only imagine the many of my kind you killed.. slaughtered. Not to mention how many you will kill in the future. As you know, I cannot allow this to happen." David took a deep breath, "So I'm giving you a choice, either you'll be smart and behave. Or you'll try to run away, kill me or try to get your friends. Should you choose one of the last 3 options, I will make it the last choice you ever made. I hope we're clear on that."<br><br>David sheathed his weapon and seemed to pay no more attention to the woman anymore, his attention being drawn to some random painting on the wall. As if he had now decided she was his property and whatever she'd have to say about it would not matter. Either she would agree, or she would die.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>25-03-2009, 00:39:40</strong>
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				Her eyes opened wide with the possibilities he presented, as if the prospect of his latter three options were harmful just in her ears. "You're so mean," she pouted, turning slightly to glance at her kitchen, and then turned back to him to lean forward and look about her hallway. Sighing, Sara laughed, playing like she was not afraid at all. She knew of the man, David, a legendary hunter. She knew three of her friends that had been killed by him, but knew he was at least quick in his judgments. The fact she he wasn't going to kill her must have meant she was doing something right - or he knew more about her than he let on.<br><br>"I don't feed on humans, so you know,"her nose crinkled at the thought. "Just cattle most of the time. I don't kill them either, not when I don't have to. They're cute! There's a nice little farmer down the road some miles that lets me feed from one of his bulls, and I haven't needed to kill one in months!" She had stopped lusting after human blood over a hundred years ago, after the man who let her feed from him died. Not once had she killed a human in order to feed from them. She could say, she was more of a gentle breed of vampire; those who could remember being human normally were. Sara couldn't say she had been attached to any vampire at all, but there were a few names she could hand over that were specfically notorious for hunting humans. The ones that didn't, well, they were trying to live a normal life just like she had been, and no amount of torture would break those names from her.<br><br>She hummed softly, bowing her head but gazing at him through her eyelashes, and grinned. "So, do you want me naked, or shall I dress before you wisk me off to wherever you plan to hold me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>25-03-2009, 15:14:07</strong>
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				It had to be said, David was taken back a bit by the way she was talking to him. Despite knowing he could strike her down at any given moment if he felt like it, she still found time to mock him, at least that's how it seemed like to him. Either she had a deathwish or she was far more powerful than he realised. Whatever it was, he got suspicious about it all.<br><br>"I can't seem to recall me asking you for the story of your life or any specific details just yet. So, either you think you're going to talk your way out of here, meaning you underestimate me and not just a little. Or you're just looking to die by annoying me, which is something I can't be sure is stupid or smart." David responded with one raised eyebrow. It wasn't that he didn't have a sense of humour, but this vampire seemed unpredictable in a whole different way. It made him both interested and weary.<br><br>As for her question, deep inside he couldn't deny his male instinct would preffer her first option, as his many unintended glances at her body probably gave away. He wasn't used to a gorgeous, beautiful woman standing in front of him in just a towel after all, vampire or not. Especially since 90% of the women he met were actually vampires and usually had a disgusting look of a murderer on their face. He was still a man after all, but something that simple wasn't going to throw him off guard so swiftly. <br><br>Fortunately for him, aside from the few glances to her womanly figure, he was close to being just as good of an actor as he was a vampire hunter. So these mild inconveniences were hardly noticeable.. at least he hoped that. Vampires seemed to have a way to notice these things more easily. Annoying as they were.<br><br>"I really don't give a damn what you do, but don't expect to be going anywhere else anytime soon. Travelling means taking extra risks and I'm not as stupid as you think." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>26-03-2009, 01:47:09</strong>
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				Her eyebrows furrowed at him, her expression turning serious and hard. He was being awfully mean to her even though he was the one threatening to kill and she was being nice about it. "You know, being mean won't get you anywhere. <em>Gosh</em> you're a jerk. Is this how you treat every person you meet? You're in my house, treating me like I'm the intruder." <br><br>She took off the towel to place it on the floor, covering the holy water enough to get to her room. She knew it would still effect her, but not as much, and she wouldn't risk leaping over it since he would probably think she was attacking him. Sara's hands move to her hips, moving her head back in a whip so that her hair would move over her shoulder. She didn't really care she was naked, it didn't seem like he was effected by it. "<em>I</em> am going to put some clothes on. And then I'm going to rest. In my bed. And read a book. And when you stop acting like such an <em>ass</em>, you can ask me whatever questions you like." <br><br>Being brave and keeping her attitude was the best way to get by in this situation, she figured. As long as she kept him on his toes, there would be enough interest in her to keep her alive. As long as he didn't try to torture her or something, she had no reason to try to resist him. Sara sauntered past him over the towel, ignoring the sap of energy from her body when her feet were wet with the holy water. She could deal with it tho, she had before in just as bad situations. Entering the room, she turned and expected him to follow, to watch her dress, since he was all afraid of her attacking him and such. She moved towards a drawer and pulled out a new towel to dry her hair with, panties, and a light yellow silk knee-length dress. She didn't wear things that were too immodest as some vampires tended to do in order to seduce men. The towel was rubbed over her body to dry it, and she slipped into the clothing before turning to the bed. When she climbed onto it, she occupied herself with drying her hair, neither making an attempt to find some kind of weapon and run away, nor to give him more attention then she felt he deserved.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>26-03-2009, 03:51:01</strong>
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				David could only give her a dazzled look, as it slowly became obvious to him that there was something seriously wrong with this one. It almost made him wonder how she spent those many, many years of her life. Almost amazing she didn't manage to end up getting burned as a witch, if she had lived to see those days anyway. It came to a point where he wasn't too sure wether to be fascinated by her behaviour, or just annoyed. "Man, I knew there was a reason I didn't do this. Maybe I should just finish you off right now, no amount of information is worth having to listen to you." he muttered, not really caring if she listened or not.<br><br>Being a vampire hunter was a lonely job, so talking to himself had become pretty normal for him, there usually was nobody around anyway. As if her behaviour wasn't strange enough, she also seemed to decide running around naked right in front of him was a normal thing to do. A naked woman usually had a quick effect on the male body, especially one with a timeless beauty as herself. Though given the situation David didn't exactly feel extremely aroused.<br><br>Still, wether he felt aroused or not, his body who instinctively figured this was the time to create some offspring wasn't too bothered about the situation. A simple order from the brain to pump more blood to a certain region and a few seconds later there was a rather modest bulge forming in David's jeans. "Fucking great, now my own body is betraying me." he mumbled to himself, glad he hadn't followed the woman so she could witness this.<br><br>After doing his best to conceal the bulge as good as he could, he finally decided to move to where the redheaded vampire had suddenly wandered to. Glad to see she was dressed already, David could already feel the effects on his body from the previous encounter fading away. Well, that's what he thought anyway, while in reality he hadn't done a very good job at hiding the bulge at all. <br><br>"So tell me, did they drop you on your head after they turned you? Or were you born this stupid? I don't think you fully comprehend the situation at all." David started talking, being confident the intimidating effect he had on most vampires would help him, of course, it was hard looking intimidating as a man when there was an enormous bulge in his pants.<br><br>"I'm pretty sure that pretty lil' head of yours actually managed to draw some simple conclusions. But I'm not letting you live just for the heck of it, nor are you irreplaceable. Don't think just because you can act like some bimbo, I'll actually end up thinking you are one, rather than the murderous vampire you really are." due the bulge and his little speech, it was pretty obvious David had no clue how he was suppose to talk to a vampire. And probably any self-respecting human being.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>26-03-2009, 04:12:53</strong>
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				"To answer your question, no. I just remember being human, and that's all. Normally when you are turned, you're also brainwashed so you do not remember any of your previous life." She glanced his way with a distasteful frown, but her eyebrows raised and a small smirk appeared when she glanced down to his privates. It seemed as if his&nbsp; male body and thoughts were betraying his demeanor. It was hard to take someone seriously when they were obviously thinking about something <em>else</em>. She began to speak again, not looking at him now as her head was covered by the towel. When it seemed as if she was finished drying her hair, she gathered the towel in a ball and began to comb through her hair with her fingers to tame it. "The way you talk to me now, I'm good as dead to you. You can torture me, seduce me, anything you want, but I will not give you any kind of information until you talk to me proper." Her head turned to catch his eyes, holding them with a stern expression, demanding death or respect.<br><br>She dropped the towel on the floor, grabbing the book from under her bed, and opening it. She laid flat on her stomach, but then rolled so that she was facing him. "You might want to do something about that." Her pointer finger made a circle in the air, towards the middle of his body. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>26-03-2009, 05:48:23</strong>
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				David was about to ask what the smirk was all about, but it didn't take him long to realise what was going on. There was a little hope that she wouldn't mention it, it wasn't exactly looking good for him to begin with and he didn't need her to rub it in. But apparently that small amount of hope got crushed, vampires still had human traits after all, and no human would just pretend as if that didn't happen.<br><br>Though things weren't going as planned to begin with, so why would a little problem like this even matter? David hesitated instead of actually killing her, then she turns out to be suffering from some strange kind of insanity, is beautiful and decides to run around naked and to top it all off he had no clue what to do at all. Why would he need information from her? At least she fell for that excuse. Not that he cared about his reputation, but if any vampire heard about this, especially the bulge part, it was highly likely that they'd all swarm together and make quick work of him. So it was either killing her now, or keeping her as prisoner. And to kill her now somehow seemed like a mistake.<br><br>"A simple reaction of my body, something I have hardly any control about." even though true, they probably both knew it was a stupid excuse, "So you can put away those thoughts about me seducing you to get what I want. I'm human, not stupid." at least he was still quick with words, despite his lack of social contact.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>26-03-2009, 15:34:42</strong>
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				Sara laughed at his reaction, realizing he didn't know how to listen when people talked to him. It was as if half of the things she said, he didn't hear, or she hadn't said them at all. He must not actually be around people much at all, if anything. Being a vampire hunter and all, he must not get very much social interaction. She choose to just ignore him for now, just as he had been ignoring most of what she said. It didn't seem as if he was much of a threat right now: in fact, he seemed extremely confused, and she could smell the odd change of emotions coursing through him, even if she's didn't know him enough to identify which emotions his smell was switching to. <br><br>There was a moment of silence, and she sighed. He was really annoying her, just standing in her room like that, asking her dumb questions he didn't even listen to the answers of. And what was with this whole, I've got you in a bad situation and you don't realize it thing? Of course she knew how bad the situation was. He had four emeralds on that cross of his, he had to have killed at least several thousands of vampires so far in his lifetime. He was young, and handsome, maybe around mid twenties, but would never be able to use his looks to help him with his job. Seduce her? He couldn't if he tried. But she him? That might be a different story. <br><br>"You're supposed to be my captor; if you're not going to kill me, then do something. Otherwise you can just get out of my house after cleaning up that damned holy water in the hallway." She said this without looking up from her book from the position on her bed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 23:42:58</strong>
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				Improvising was hard enough by itself for David, who took a lot of time planning and figuring out all the different possibilities. So the vampire's constant whining didn't help him one bit, if anything it was forcing him to be more direct in his actions now. Act on impulse for a try. Bah, impulsive actions, something he hated more than vampires.. if that was even possible. It wasn't like she was giving him any other option, since she was so keen on being treated like a woman. As if! She was a cold blooded murderer feeding on people who couldn't defend themself, if not now then in the future.<br><br>"You know, I fucking had it with you and your attitude! Who the hell do you think you are? You should be damn glad I didn't kill you on the spot a few moments ago!" yelling in anger, his otherwise somewhat calm face instantly changing to a look only enraged felines could create when someone tried to attack their cubs. "You want me to do something?! Then I'll do something, you ungrateful bimbo!" David continued to yell while his hand reached into a small bag attached on his belt.<br><br>A thick rope appeared as soon as his hand left this bag, with his other he took a small bottle with water also attached to his belt and opened it. Two other empty bottles made it quite obvious they contained the same holy water that was now being drained in the towel she threw on the ground. Without saying a thing he threw the rope on the ground and let the liquid fall on it, letting it get soaked with it.<br><br>Since she was still weak now, it would be easy to tie her up, as a benefit the power she would gain when the night would fall would be useless. Grabbing the rope from the ground he moved closer to her bed, staring in her eyes with a wicked grin plastered all over his face. His eyes revealled that he was taking pleasure in doing this, plus not a hint of fear in his movements proved the rumours about him weren't a mere exxageration. <br><br>"If you struggle I'll make it real easy on you and just chop off any limbs that you're going to use." his voice wasn't as loud as before, but the angry tone hadn't change one bit, "You don't need your arms and legs to talk, so I suggest you take that into consideration before you think I will not do it." when David finished his sentence, he shamelessly jumped on top of her, forcing her on her back. Even when weakened she would probably still be able to notice this man, despite his young age, was anything but a wimp. Probably stronger than any vampire hunter. It took him little to no effort at all to force tie up her arms and legs, but she probably couldn't even push him off if she was at full strength at this point, the adrenaline rush was similar to the one humans got when a loved one was in danger, making him even stronger than usual.<br><br>The bulge brushing against her body during this didn't really seem to bother him at all, if he even noticed this that is. Once he was done forcing her in place with the soaked rope, David didn't move away just yet. "So, you want me to put a gag in your mouth? Or are you going to keep your mouth shut until I tell you to open it?" while he did seem calm again, the rather threatening grin on his face showed he wasn't going to think twice about gagging her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 00:17:30</strong>
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				Sara was further weakened by the holy water on the rope, and glared at him angrily but didn't say anything else.&nbsp; She relaxed into the hold so that her wrists wouldn't be marred by the rope. Now he was being hard on her, and less confused and more forceful. But it still seemed as if he wasn't able to listen to people when they spoke. She could feel his hatred pouring off him, and maybe that hurt more than the holy water, but she wouldn't get attached to her captor - oh no, not an arrogant bastard like him. <br><br>But she could feel him above her, his erection, and it made her uncomfortable. Angry and uncomfortable, but she would let him see fear. No, she wasn't very afraid of him anymore, but it seemed he needed that fear to feel in control. And once she could escape from these ropes she would be able to take his precious arrogance away from him. Her eyes opened wide, teary, beautifully sparkling purple eyes shaking with emotion. Her legs struggled - not to get out or away, but to close her legs. Her dress was disheveled, hiked up and bound tight around her stomach and breasts. Sara kept trying to pull her legs together, whimpering like a scared kitten with tears rolling down her cheeks, "Don't rape me, don't rape me," over and over.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 00:47:58</strong>
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				Despite the fact he felt guilty about it for some unexplainable reason, David still couldn't hold back the laughter. To see that arrogant, self-absorbed vampire reduced to a crying one, was something he didn't expect. What he had been expecting was some more tough talk, a little bit of struggle at least. She was a vampire after all, not exactly known for cowering in fear. The only reason he felt guilty was because for a short moment there, he actually thought of her as a woman, rather than a vampire. He always had been a little sensitive to women in distress. Almost as if she was trying to be funny, though the fear seemed genuine <br><br>While continuing to laugh, David finally moved himself so he was now sitting on the edge of her bed. What the hell was she thinking? As if he was even going to touch her, the mere idea made him shiver in disgust. Sure, she was beautiful, but not <em>that</em> beautiful. "Some nerve you got there, not only are you talking when I specifically asked you not to, but saying things like that?" the question ended with a soft chuckle, "I'm not like your kind, so don't you even dare think of me as some petty rapist. Besides, why would any human not mentally challenged even think about even touching an ancient vampire like you." the point of all this was to repeat the fact she was a vampire over and over again, more for himself than her.<br><br>Sure the scent was there, sure his ability made it hard to deny she wasn't, but her behaviour was extremely out of the ordinary. "Your fake tears don't fool me, if you think you're going to manipulate me, you can start thinking of another plan." David said while standing back up on his feet. "Heck, you're probably lusting for some affection right now, aside from drinking blood, sex is the second thing you lot love most, isn't it? Pathetic." <br><br>David decided to just assume this was all a ruse, made it easier to deal with this strange turn of events not to mention the chances were high this actually was just her way of trying to get him to reconsider. "Wow, it's pretty late already. Funny how time goes by fast when you're having fun. Also, just a heads-up, if you're hoping to take advantage of the fact that humans needs sleep, I can reassure you, I can stay awake for a very long time." David quickly added, while he could stay up longer than the average human due to his occupation, it didn't take away the fact his body needed to replenish energy if he wanted to stay alert. Luckily tying her proved to be a pretty good idea.<br><br>"Now are you going to stop crying?" he asked, the guilt he felt slightly revealled. Avoiding to look at her while the tears rolled down that gorgeous frame of hers seemed to be the only thing he could do for now. Still, he had promised himself to not let her take any notice of this though. It was certain that she'd try to take abuse of his humanity, since she had lost hers a long time ago after all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 01:11:50</strong>
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				Sara ignored most of the hurtful things he said, it was starting to get to her. He really didn't care about vampires at all, he was a vampire hunter. She shouldn't expect him to. But he didn't know her, he didn't want to get to know her. Sara had done all she could in the last 400 years to live her life as a good person, even after her husband and children were murdered. He acted like he knew her, knew everything she did. Assumed all she cared about were killing and feeding, seducing, killing. Her anger, frustration, and hurt came bubbling to the surface. She wasn't a powerful vampire that killed millions of people. Sara hadn't even killed a person before! She had been accused of being a traitor by other vampires, hunted by them also for being kind to humans, not forcibly turning them, not drinking of them. And all she got in return was a human who claimed her as property against her will as a favor to her instead of killing her? What had she done to deserve such treatment?!<br><br>Why did he think she was this strong, deceiving vampire? Why did he pretend he knew her, all about her, what she did, how she did it? Was she not as much of a person than him? Hadn't she done her best to be good to humans? Her head head flipped back and hit the bed when she cried out in anguish, her arms and legs trying to pull towards herself to cradle herself. Why was he hurting her like this? It would be better to be dead - she wished she would have let him kill her instead of trying to persuade some kind of interest to keep her alive. What did she need to be alive for? She had lived 400 years of pain, her heart ripped out over and over. Instincts were a damnable thing to go on. <br><br>No, she didn't stop crying. Her induced tears turned into real ones, sobbing heaves of a girl who had just been targeted for murder, tied up, and verbally abused for the last several hours. "Kill me, please. just kill me!" She couldn't even reach her face to wipe away the tears, hold her stomach to force away the nausea, to hold herself and say it's going to be okay. She was going to loose it; she was closer to being human now than he ever could be.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 01:39:11</strong>
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				"Oh, for crying out loud.." David muttered to himself, not for the what may have seemed like a witty pun to be mean and not because he didn't care about the way she was acting, exactly the opposite really. How was he suppose to behave? David was entirely clueless when it came to women, let alone a woman that happened to be a vampire behaving much like a human would. Releasing her was out of the question though, there still was that slim chance she would actually try to kill him if he did. No matter how futile that might be.<br><br>"You know, this would be a lot easier if you'd stop crying and just act like a normal vampire would." David said turning around, his words didn't sound like a threat anymore, he wasn't trying to force her to stop crying. No, this was merely him having no clue how to handle a situation like this. What could he say in a situation like this, really? It wasn't exactly a lovers' quarrel. "If you cry loud enough the farmer might hear you, so unless you want to make everyone think you were involved in some strange bedroom roleplay SM session gone wrong, you better pull your act together." this was more like David, applying his sick sense of humour to a situation that didn't need it.<br><br>One thing was clear to him though, the longer he'd just stand here staring at her, the more this mixture of feelings brewing inside him would confuse him. The last thing he wanted was the whole world to know his heart had gotten soft because some vampire cried, he might as well jump off a building if he was going to let that happen. "I'll cut you a deal since you're so keen on crying, you'll tell me the name, combat experience and address of every vampire you know is out there feeding on humans. And I'll let you live or kill you, there, I even given you a choice." even though he said this, it was obvious David wasn't too comfortable with it. If she were to tell what had happened here, well, the jumping off a building came to mind..<br><br>"Better yet, I'll even untie your arms and you can write it down. But two things, if I ever find out you so much as touched a human being, decided to tell any of the vampires that I'm coming for them or tell ANYONE I let you live. I'll hunt you down and make sure you will not do so anymore. Are we clear?" David changed his mind rather quickly, it was much easier to have a piece of paper handy after all. Who knows how many names she could provide? It would certainly save a lot of time trying to find them himself, even despite his abilities, finding a vampire hiding between billions of humans was like trying to find one specific salmon in an ocean. Still, he couldn't help sounding stern, this new 'kind' him wasn't exactly taking the many risks into consideration.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 02:10:49</strong>
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				"No," she gasped a sob, weak physically beyond anything she had ever experienced. She hated his games, the way he spoke to her like some kind of criminal. She would not make deal with him on just his terms. Not once had he listened to her when she spoke, even when she answered his questions as he asked them. She doubted he would listen to her now. She could barely speak, shaking from cold in the bed. Her body was starting to shut down, like someone with a severe allergic reaction, because of the excessive amount of holy water and her lack of feeding. Sara hiccuped through her sobs, until she was too tired to even cry anymore. <br><br>She wanted him to stay, stay one night with her, and get to know her. Listen to her story, her life, the way she had been treated by humans and vampires alike. This hunter needed to realize that not all vampires had the choice to be what they were, not all of them were blind murderers. Sara would not agree to anything he said unless she got those terms. Her eyes were dark and her face red from crying, nose stuffed up. She fell limp, barely able to breathe, and he would only be able to hear her speak if he came close to her. Sara would try anyway, to speak to him, even if he would not listen. "I-I-I will do as you say, only if... we talk..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 03:13:52</strong>
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				"..Talk?" the word rolled out of his mouth as if she just asked David to marry her. No wonder, why on earth would she want to talk to him? This was so unusual he couldn't even begin to imagine what she'd want to say. Probably the strangest request ever made from a vampire to the one that hunted them, but if that was what it took to make her stop crying and get some names of vampires actually worth killing, he'd just have to agree with it. What could be the worst that could happen.. right?<br><br>"Fine.. I'm not sure what you're trying to pull off here, but if that's what it takes.. fine." David's voice got suspiciously silent, as if reluctant to agree to her demand. Though that probably wasn't a huge surprise. In one swift motion, David unsheathed his sword and sliced the ropes keeping her arms in place, leaving her to untie her legs herself. "Don't try to do anything funny though." David mumbled, rather than sounding as if he expected her to do this, it was more of a sign that he wasn't too sure what to think about this. The fact he mumbled it meaning he rather tried to ensure himself this was the right thing to do. This did defy everything he believed in after all, giving some vampire a chance to actually talk with him.<br><br>Rather than staying close to the bed, David moved to the wall closest to him, leaning on it. This way he was at a safe distance, yet not too far away to give the impression that he wasn't going to listen. If he was actually going to do this, he figured he might as well do it properly.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 03:43:36</strong>
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				There was one thing she wanted for him to first and foremost hear from her, the words he kept dismissing everytime she said them. "I have never killed a human, ever. I do not feed from humans. I do not hunt humans. I remember being human." <br><br>Sara stayed quiet, letting him hear, digest what she said. Her hands pulled down to her chest, where she did her best to try and untie the rope from her wrists, but sighed as she didn't have the strength to do that. So she tried her feet, lifting herself into a sitting position with a soft cry of pain and exhaustion. Her expression was cold, unable to exert the attitude she had earlier, the bravery, the fear, whatever he called it. He said she was acting like a bimbo before. Maybe she was. Maybe she was stupid enough to believe she could have actually saved herself by being herself. What did other vampires act like these days, then? Sara was barely able to reach her feet, struggling to loosen the ropes enough to slip her small feet through the hole, but she collapsed, almost fainting from the exertion. <br><br>It was then she tried to speak again, desperately, though her voice was merely a raspy whisper. "Please... remove..." Sara was becoming so weak from the holy water in the ropes that she couldn't gain any strength back to even speak. At this rate, she wouldn't even be able to write down those names he wanted. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 04:03:24</strong>
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				A long, drawn-out sigh escaped David's lips as she struggled to even move. Apparently he had really overestimated this vampire's abilities, because there was simply no way she could just act this weak. Which meant that she at least didn't lie about feeding on animals, that would explain why her strength and power had been drained so quickly. Still, who knew for how long? It would've been only months. While he would much rather let her lie down there, he started to feel pity. While this was generally considered a bad thing, for someone like him to take pity upon a vampire, this actually was a big deal.<br><br>Even then he still took his sweet time walking over to the bed again, even removing the ropes from her skin wasn't going really fast. But that was merely because David wasn't exactly planning on removing them when he made the knots. Once that was done, he threw them to the other side of the room, wiping away the small traces of holy water away from her skin. Her skin was surprisingly soft, not to mention not as cold to the touch as he would've expected. Eric shook his head, realising his mind was wandering off again.<br><br>"You have to understand this is not the first time I have heard things like these. If I am just to take every vampires' word for a fact like this, I doubt I'll find a vampire who'll admit that he has killed humans to feed." David couldn't help wonder, why was he explaining his actions to her? The words came out before he could really ponder about it. Not that it really mattered now anyway, he had crossed that fine line a while ago anyway.<br><br>Instead of going back to the wall, David decided to sit down on the edge of the bed again, expecting whatever she wanted to say, wasn't going to be done in two minutes or so.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 04:46:16</strong>
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				"I-I-I..." she coughed, feeling a little better with the holy water off her skin and the sun going down. "No, you can tell when a vampire has fed on animals instead of humans," she started a few moments later after laying there with her eyes closed. She was trying hard to regain at least enough strength to speak. "Those who feed on humans are pale. You see, I am Indian, because I have not fed on a human for, I don't know, a hundred years, my skin color has not faded at all. Or have you seen a vampire as brown as I am before? The other side effect of feeding off animals is the red hair. Vampires normally have dark colored hair, brown or black, when they feed off humans." <br><br>Sara smiled softly up at David, sighing with the kind of relief one only experiences after being put into the kind of situation she was just in. Her strength was starting to return to her bit by bit, but she knew she would not be able to even run without exhausting herself for at least another whole day and night. She reached out and took his hand, holding it on the bed ever so gently. "I always tried to pretend I wasn't much different than a human. Your hand is warm, but hard with wear, the callouses of your sword right along the top of your palm... My husband was your age when he was killed by the vampire who turned me. I had just bore him a second son, and he was so proud - he would hold my hand just like this when I nursed. So lightly I could barely feel his fingers on my hand, but at least I knew he was beside me. That vampire was named Kaleb, but called himself Purusha, the god who sacrificed himself in order to create the world. An abomination to me, to my family, and all we believed in. And then he slaughtered my babies," her voice whimpered, cracking as tears rolled down her cheeks. "He took my older boy and gorged himself before decapitating him, and my baby..." <br><br>She let go of his hand to wipe the tears from her eyes. "You are not the first to hunt me. If you stayed here, there would be plenty of vampires for you to kill just from those who hunt me. They hate that I can remember being human, they hate me for being kind to humans, and most of all, they despise I use animals for food rather than men. There are two, that visit regularly, Judas and Lodai. They don't live too far from here, but they change locations every couple of weeks, as it is hard to kill several people in the same place and not be suspected for it." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 05:53:43</strong>
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				David couldn't deny it, it did take her a while, but finally she was saying things that actually made some sense to him. She didn't look anything like all the other female vampires he had met, which was why he first figured this one had to be very powerful. After all, the strongest male vampires had some distinguishing features, yet no one had ever seen a female of such strength. But it was the exact opposite, of course, compared to humans she was still ridiculously strong, but compared to other vampires who drank human blood.. well.. she stood no chance if she were to fight against her own kind.<br><br>Even though, as she continued talking, he was just like a statue not moving or saying a single word, didn't mean he wasn't listening like previous times. It weren't even the words she said, but how she said it that managed to break through his hard exterior. Which was the only reason why David hadn't pulled away his hand when she grabbed it. His sensitive side for women in pain was acting up, overruling his other beliefs.<br><br>"You should rest then, I'll come back once you're back at full strength for more names." his voice was soft and gentle, not even remotely like how he was before, as if this was an entirely different person. David wasn't too sure how she would react with this being the first response to her story, though it was simply too much in one go for him to handle. Just a minute ago he was ready to torture her for any information, now he was taking in to consideration this woman might be too precious to let any harm get to her. It was a great weight off his shoulders though, as now he knew why he had hesitated earlier this day. Fate? It seemed very likely.<br><br>Still, if it was comforting she sought, David knew he wasn't the man she should expect it from. "It's probably best to make the list while I'm gone, trust me, should I remain here for too long and the word would somehow get out I let you live, you'd be in more danger than you are now." while it wasn't his intention, he did show that he was concerned about her now, "Which is why it's important you never mention this to anyone and why I should leave as soon as possible, or we'll both be in big trouble." <br><br>David could only hope his trust wasn't misplaced, he could only hope she wasn't just one hell of an actress. Because if this was the case, once he'd leave this house, his fate would be sealed. "My name is David.. by the way, David Stoker." he sounded surprisingly casual when saying this. He wasn't quite sure he had given her his name before. Everything seemed rather vague now, but if this ended up being his own death warrant, he had at least introduced himself properly to the one that had signed his demise. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 07:04:53</strong>
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				She nodded slightly, worn from even talking so much. "Please, let me rest, then I will give you as much information as I can... though, addresses I will not be able to provide. Vampires do not set up in one place like Dracula in those movies in his castle. Most move around so their killings won't be traced to one another. <em>But</em> I will only tell you of the ones who hunt humans..." She smiled, kindly. <br><br>"Wait," she paused for a moment, her hand landing on his forearm for an instant before she drew it back. He might be uncomfortable with her being so familiar with him, even if it is a simple touch here or there. "I cast spells; you know I am not strong enough myself physically to keep other vampires from hunting me. So I've been trained in both black and white magics from the Brotherhood. I can give you any enchanted items you need that I could create myself, or else if you're looking for some kind of magical item to aid you that is in the possession of a vampire, I would know where to look. I... don't set up barriers against humans, I'm afraid I'd hurt them. But this entire house is a blockade against vampires."<br><br>She stopped, and shook her head slightly. She knew she couldn't be of much more assistance to him than information, but his demeanor had changed to something so warm and gentle. She didn't know that he could be so kind, even after having told him her story. There was a reason she wasn't dead, and maybe it was this; but right now wasn't the time or the place to consider those things. Besides, it wasn't like they would come to be friends. She would merely choose to not say anything about him, or this event, no matter what the circumstances - to protect both of them. <br><br>"My name is Saraswati. But you may simply call me Sara. I shall have a list for you ready by daybreak."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 16:16:23</strong>
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				Even though David had so many more questions to ask, important questions, the fact she touched his arm again made him uncomfortable. Even the small duration still had a big effect on him, he simply wasn't used to these gentle touches. Especially when her touch was suppose to be cold, yet this was the second time he got to experience it was more on the warm side. "H-Heh, yea well, what kind of vampire hunter w-would I be if I couldn't do this without the help of enchanted items? No need to be worried!" was the only thing David say, slightly stuttering which wasn't exactly helping in the whole tough guy thing he was trying to pull off.<br><br>Before she could say anything else or respond to his comment about being worried, David quickly left the room and closed the door behind with. "So much for a cool exit." he mumbled to himself followed by a groan, very aware he was acting like an idiot and would do so again tomorrow, when he'd come for the list. One thing was Sara just said 'they live near', which even with his abilities would make it hard to find them. David was determined though, besides, if these were the first names she'd give, chances were high these were also the ones she wanted to see wiped off the face of the earth. Wether or not they hunted together was also something that wasn't sure, 'till then he'd just have to assume they did. One thing was for sure, after this ridiculous exit he made, going back in to ask more questions was simply not done!<br><br>Giving her a chance to rest, David left the manor, off to hunt down two vampires named Judas and Lodai..<br><br><br>-----------------------------------<br><br><br>It had taken David the entire night to track them down, it had been a wild chase, it always was. As he had expected they had been a pair.. had been, since now they were no more. They were incredibly strong, but fortunately for him, when he finally did caught up with them the daylight weakened them a lot. This meant that this time the only thing he left the fight with were a few fresh cuts and bruises, and one bad memory to keep him awake at night.<br><br>Not everything had gone as planned, David had caught the two right as they were about to feed.. a young woman, probably about his age if not even younger. He didn't make it in time though, she had already been bitten, her helpless body jerking as the magic was slowly turning her. After he had slain the two, he tried to reason with her, tried to calm her down. But alas, she was just a mindless savage like the rest of them. Tried to attack him, tried to feed on him.. hence the cuts and bruises. It was either him or her and fate had decided he would be the one that would live to see another day.<br><br>David was exhausted, both mentally and physically. He didn't make a plan after all, when he had left for the two. Another action made on impulse, immediately it proved the importance of him planning things out beforehand. He couldn't have saved the woman though, he knew this.<br><br>Breaking in to Sara's manor again with eyelids ready to close at any seconds and a body that seemed to have a hard time to move around, David looked for the list Sara promised to write, or Sara herself so she could give the list to him. As soon as he had that, he'd leave, guaranteeing the safety of both him and her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 16:54:57</strong>
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				Sara heard him break in this time, having recovered much of her strength through the night but still had not fed so she knew she wouldn't get much better than this until she had done so. When he had removed himself so quickly the night before, she had found it amusing, guessing she had made him uncomfortable. But when she found him in her house now, he seemed so tired he could barely move. This was a predicament; having him here was dangerous as it was, but it was daylight after all, and she had no idea what he had done the night before. If he went hunting and had been spotted, it was likely there were vampires after him right this moment. Otherwise, their relationship was still vampire hunter and vampiress, and she doubted he would concede to sleeping in her home or letting her help him.<br><br>Sara decided it was better to get him to rest. If there were vampires after him, they wouldn't be able to get inside, and if he's was this careless with breaking into her home, there was no way he would be able to escape a vampire in his condition. It was a matter of seconds that she had a hold of him, and carried him to lay him down in her bed. There was no sound when she picked him up, nor did she say a word of what she was doing. Sara wondered absently what he had done the previous night to get himself into this state of exhaustion, but decided this was not the right time to ask him, or to speak for that matter. The vampiress cleaned each of the small wounds on his body, shedding him of his clothing in order to wash it, and tucked him under the covers of her bed. It was just now that she spoke, softly, stroking one cheek and pressing her tender lips to the other. "Rest."<br><br>When David would wake later on, he would find his clothing clean at the foot of the bed, along with his things in his bag next to him, and the list of about twenty names on top of it. Sara decided it was not a good idea to invade his space again like that, having practically forced him to lay down and sleep. Instead she found herself in the living room, drinking animal blood from a wine glass. The farmer down the road was visiting her, sitting in her living room also, having a glass of whiskey.<br><br>"I know it's a hassle when I have to slaughter the animal you're feeding on, but I got a good deal for the meat on that bull. When I bled him, I collected as much of the blood as I could," the farmer said, laughing. "My wife thinks I'm going plum crazy! Even when I told her yous a vampire, she was all 'Joseph, yous having them dreams again! That pretty lil' lady jus' like'sa cup of blood wine with 'er meat as much as we do sometimes.'"<br><br>"The more she thinks I'm a normal human the better," Sara giggled softly. The man's wife was a darling old woman. Seeing them together was a spectacle to behold. "I don't want to advertise the fact, you know? With the hunters and all."<br><br>"Ah, yes'm. I saw a man break into your house this mornin' when I was out tendin' my sheep. But you seem okay, so you must've took care of 'em. I would hate if something bad happened to you, you're such a good lass."<br><br>"I'm flattered you think so." She touched her cheeks to hide their blush. "Don't worry about that guy if you see him around here, he's welcome in my home. He just... prefers to come in here ways most people don't. But I appreciate you keeping an eye out for me."<br><br>"No problem, darlin, it's ma'job." He nodded, tilting back the glass and gulping down the rest of his whiskey. "Mighty fine havin' me over, but I haveta get back to tendin' the bulls. Yous be feedin' tonight?"<br><br>Her head shook. "You've given me enough to last the week, thank you." She smiled gently, getting up from her seat to open the door for the farmer. "Do you remember the signs I taught you? To watch out for vampires?"<br><br>"Yes'm."<br><br>"Keep a close eye out for me, please, I would appreciate it. I don't want your family to get hurt."<br><br>"M'hm, yes'm. I will. See ya."<br><br>When the man left, Sara went back to her seat and her wine glass of blood, sipping slowly to savor the way her body's strength came back with every sip. He had brought her two wine bottles full, which was more than twice as much as she normally drank a week, so she felt she could indulge herself for a moment. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 17:48:23</strong>
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				There simply was enough energy left to even bother resist, David wanted to anyway, he was trapped in the world between dreams and reality. This made it hard to distinguish reality from fantasy anyway, even before he was brought to the bed his eyelids had already closed, his mind taking a well deserved rest. If she were to kill him in his sleep, well.. that was a better way to go than the young woman he had slain earlier this day, far better. Just as always, his past was haunting him in his dreams, every little thing he regretted being replayed over and over again. Sadly this was how a human mind worked, the brain tried to deal with all the things it had seen during the night, tried to make sense of them.<br><br>No wonder he still didn't gain his full strength, waking up after long hours of sleep and still feeling drained wasn't the first time. All he needed was some coffee, or something similar to wake him up. Though now, it did surprise him he was still able to wake up. Sure, David knew Sara was different, but it to think she had completely removed her urge to feed on humans seemed unlikely. Nor did he feel unusually weak, so she took care of his wounds, let him sleep in her bed and didn't take a bit of blood in return? It seemed she was full of surprises.<br><br>To think he came in here in clothes and was now half naked was something that did make him blush, a strange sight to behold, luckily there was nobody near to see it. Still, to let him sleep in his filthy clothes would probably have been worse. She had most likely seen thousands of men naked, more like a million half naked in all those years, so David doubted this was something so feel ashamed about.<br><br>With this in mind, David didn't bother dressing up yet, staying true to his morning routine. Dressing up was about the last thing he did, right after getting something to eat, drinking a cup of coffee, letting his body wake up and whatever things he had to do that day. Mornings was where he could feel like a normal human being, if only for a little while.<br><br>Not feeling comfortable enough to take a shower without asking, he decided to look for Sara once again, asking her first. Sure, he wanted to get away as soon as possible since he had his list and didn't want to endanger either of them any longer, but she let him sleep here, might as well take a quick shower first. If she wanted to kill him she would've done so a long time ago, so he wasn't exactly worried anymore.<br><br>Slowly walking down the stairs, yawning loudly he peered around in the many rooms. Living in a small apartment, since the only time he went to his 'home' was to sleep, made this house seem like a mansion. He had heard the farmer leave, so when David finally did find Sara, he couldn't say he was surprised to see her with a wineglass filled with blood. "I'm not sure why you let me sleep here, so I won't ask. But since I'm here, mind if I take a shower before I leave?" his question was rather bold, as if he had known her for days. But for some reason being all shy and bashful was pointless considering the strange relationship, if you could call it that, they shared.<br><br>Rather than being concerned about his morning erection,which was more than normal for a man his age, combined with him being only dressed in underwear, he seemed to be more worried about the fact he yet again was a bit taken back by her beauty. Especially since this time she wasn't exactly like yesterday, where he had threatened her, where she ended up terrified and afraid. Now she seemed confident again, making her extra appealing. Sure, he wasn't going to feel shy, but to think he was feeling attracted to her.. a vampire, despite her behaviour being much like a human, was still taboo.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 18:12:24</strong>
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				Before moving, or responding, she finished the glass and got up from her chair, feeling happily refreshed. She had no reason to hold what had happened the previous day against him, especially now that she had what she needed and didn't need to feel afraid anymore. If she wanted to kill him, she could have, or turn him, or even drink of him, and she was sure he knew that. When she rose from her chair, he would see she was wearing a spaghetti-strapped floor-length sun dress, a red one at that. She liked it because it rustled against her feet when she walked. The neck was cut rather low, giving an ample view of her cleavage. Sara knew she was beautiful, and everything she wore flaunted it. <br><br>"No. I don't mind," her head shook slightly, her hair in a long braid that hung over her left shoulder. Smiling, she swished past him towards her bathroom, the start or the predicaments of the previous day. There was a closet inside the bathroom where she took out a towel, a washcloth, and a terry cotton robe for him to wear one he exited the shower. "I could run you a bath, instead, if you'd prefer that to showering." When she turned to him, she couldn't help the seductive smirk that came to her lips. He <em>was</em> very handsome, and by his power demonstrated the night beore when he tied her up and such, he would be a beast in bed. Despite being a lamb on the inside, his aura only exuded confidence and strength. Very attractive qualities in a man, even to a vampire.<br><br>She brushed past him once again to hover at the doorframe, leaning on it lightly. "Did you want something to eat? Any special requests?" When she glanced him from head to toe, she did so openly, and one eyebrow rose as if to tell him to challenge it. But she would make no move on him; no, he was a vampire hunter and there couldn't be a relationship like that between them. But he was in her home, taking advantage of her kindness, so she at least was able to think and see what she wanted. Sara wasn't the type to be after a sexual partner, no she hadn't had one in over twenty years or so, but she was female and he was male. The symptoms had no need to be explained. Sara would act however she wanted in her own house, even if she was taking a chance at him being upset and trying to harm her again. But why would he? Hadn't she been kind enough to him? Her smirk grew into a much sweeter, genuine smile. She wanted him to realize she was merely being playful, and had no intentions of trying anything with him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 19:09:52</strong>
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				As if mere beauty wasn't bad enough, as most women loved to do, she as well only seemed to wear clothes that made it hard not to look at her womanly figure. Maybe it was because of the many years she had lived, but every little thing about her seemed to posses something that made it hard for a man to resist, if she were to actually try and seduce him, David wasn't quite sure how he was going to react. It wasn't like the women in magazines, or walking around in the street, partying in clubs. While they also had a certain beauty, you could tell it was fake, a mask they were hiding behind. Sara however, did not seem to wear such a mask.<br><br>It was a good thing she was merely toying with him, so there was no need for feeling awkward. Still, it did pique his interest and at the same time scared him to even think about what would happen if a vampiress like her would actually try to sink her claws in to a man. Would any man stand a chance against such a woman? Yesterday he had to power of hatred and disgust to shield him against such things, yet she had given her a glimpse of how she really was. It was hard to pretend he was disgusted by her now, impossible even.<br><br>"A bath?" David said while looking a bit distracted. A bath was something he hadn't been able to enjoy since childhood, a rather sad realisation. There were many times he wished he could just live a regular life, oblivious to the horrors outside. Though with great power came great responsibility, a thing that had been said so many times, it had to be true. If nobody sacrificed their own chance of a life to protect that of others, the vampires would basically live in a playground, nobody to stop them. That thought was far more terrifying.<br><br>"I guess I could take a bath, you should know though, the longer I'm here the more danger your life is in. God knows how, but vampires seemed to have a way to find me if I stay in one place too long. Especially with you already being on their bad side.." David gave her an awkward smile, rather than saying 'you lot' he decided to not consider her as a vampire anymore, sure made things a lot easier. "Your decision of course, but finding a rare gem after a lifetime of chasing lumps of coal, makes me a bit reluctant to see you die." David had decided to give her a compliment, though it had come out far more corny than intended. He was so used to saying exactly what was on his mind, he didn't realise he might have wanted to reformulate any sentences formed in his mind before actually saying them aloud.<br><br>But it wasn't exactly like he had an easy time just calmly thinking about things, no matter how hard he would tell himself her playful teasing didn't affect him, it was blatantly obvious it did. "As for food, I didn't really expect you to have anything. I'm not picky." David quickly changed the subject before giving her a chance to tease him even more with what he had said before, "But if you insist that I eat something, I will, I'm not picky either."<br><br>Somehow he felt like a sheep being watched by a wolf, standing there in just his underwear with a beautiful lady staring at him, who was not being subtle about it either.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 19:40:45</strong>
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				Sara grinned with his words, seeing she had obviously changed his mind about how he felt about her. And to think, he was trying to kill her the day before without even knowing who she was first. She giggled softly, taking out an extra towel from the bathroom closet without even acknowledging his worry for her safety. True, his concern was flattering, but she had taken care of herself well in the past few hundred years and had even killed some of her hunters herself. <br><br>With the towel came out some of her bathing equipment: a bottle of bubbles, silken oils to refresh the skin and to help soak aching muscles, shampoo and conditioner, a jar of rose water stuffed with flower petals, soft body wash instead of a hard soap for washing himself with. She carried these things to the tub and arranged them on the side so he could use them however he wanted, and turned on the tap while plugging the tub. Making sure the water was a comfortable tempurature first, she added the bubbles and the oil to the water so it would froth and mix while the tub was filling. By time she was finished, the bathroom smelled of flowers in spring. <br><br>"I enjoy normal food as much as the next person does, so I could whip up just about anything you would want, as long as it wouldn't take long to cook. Like chicken noodle soup. You know that stuff takes the ENTIRE day to make if make your own broth from a chicken? You have to start like, six in the morning to have it done by six in the evening." She turned to look at him, from her place beside the tub, and started to get up. The warm water left her skin glistening with condensation, so she took the towel she was holding to wipe off her arms and chest before laying it out before the tub so when he stepped out, water wouldn't flood her bathroom. <br><br>"So you either tell me what you'd like for your late breakfast, lunch thing, or I could bathe you myself if you'd like." Sara's voice was still teasing, playful, and it would be something if he opted for her to bathe him instead since she was now giving him that choice. But she was sure he would rather her just make food. By this time she was already back at the door, with a gigantic smile on her face. The truth of the matter was, she was excited to have someone in her home, that she could treat with hospitality, as that had not happened in decades now. She had mostly been alone except for the occasional visit to and from the farmer down the street. Sara blew him a kiss and winked. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>29-03-2009, 14:06:45</strong>
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				How did making chicken soup yourself concern David? Perhaps this was how having a casual conversation was supposed to be. Unusual topics seemed to be easier to talk about. This was where his lack of social contacts really showed, as he had no clue how to react. Just finding a propper response to it seemed to take him ages. "Good thing I live on fast food then." he said a bit unsure, while it was commonly known that fast food was unhealthy, his immense amount of exercise quickly burned down the fats gained.<br><br>Fortunately she didn't seem to dwell on the subject, she was being rather suspiciously happy about the fact he decided to take a bath. Or agreed to eat here, for that matter. Maybe it was just his mind playing tricks on him, why would she want a vampire hunter running about in her house? That's how he would've felt if a friendly vampire decided to hang around in house at least. Actually, he would've probably killed him on sight if one actually tried to do that.<br><br>David didn't really didn't have an immediate response to her question, waiting just a little too long to be able to deny the fact he didn't think about her taking that bath with him. What was going on with him anyway? The vampire part about her seemed to slip away over and over again. Even then, the sexually tinted thoughts about her shouldn't even happen if she actually was a human. "A full British breakfast then?" he asked, his lips forming a sly smirk. If she was going to play around with him, David figured by asking her to make such a breakfast was a good payback, depending on how good of a cook she was.<br><br>However, the wink accompanied by a blown kiss did seem to wipe away the smirk straight away. Yet another thing he didn't know how to respond to, was she still just playing with him? Or was she actually trying to flirt with him? David couldn't help shake his head, as if it would help him clear his mind. It was strange alone he was going to take a bath in a vampiress' house with bubbles and lotion, it didn't need this bizarre interaction between them. Though, David had to admit, he didn't exactly <em>hate</em> it.<br><br>Without waiting for anything else the happen, he chased her out of the bathroom, not planning to undress right in front of her and hop in the bath. "Come on, you have a meal to cook!" David commanded her, though in a jokingly manner. This was her house after all, she could just throw him out when he was still in his underwear if she wanted to. She knew he wasn't going to hurt her.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>29-03-2009, 16:18:03</strong>
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				Sara had turned and squeaked when he came at her, out of the bathroom and giggled her way down the hall. She could tell in his tone he was playing with her; finally, he was interacting back instead of being dumbfounded. He really did seem as if he didn't have much social skills at all! But that was okay, then it meant he needed to be around her socially as much as she was enjoying it. Human hearts thrive on that kind of thing anyway. <br><br>Fortunately for David, Sara was a pretty good cook, having gone to a culinary school at some point in her life. Every fifty years or so, Sara would assume a new name, and go back to school to get her masters in something, most times it was hands-on stuff like cooking, art, music. Once she went to be a doctor, but didn't finish the residency because it got too boring for her, and had decided to rest her mind and turn to music. Most vampires used their age to train for battle, killing as many people as they could, and mastering several types of martial arts, guns, close quaters combat, etc. <br><br>And so, breakfast was started. Pancakes, eggs, bacon, sausage (because she didn't know which he preferred), and hash browns with coffee and orange juice. Since he was in the tub, and figured he would take a while, she made her own batter for the pancakes, deciding to make them buttermilk with blueberries. Sara had always loved to cook for people. The kind of effect she was having on him, she had no idea, but he hadn't tried to kill her and had even asked to shower in her home. Now, that was something, right? <br><br>Cooking the pancakes last were integral to keeping them fresh for when he got out of the tub, since they get cold fast. She wondered if she should make toast, too, but didn't because she figured this would be enough food for him anyway. Then the time was taken to set the table and make a plate for both of them, giving him the larger portion since she knew he much she would eat and figured he would be hungry enough to eat the rest. <br><br>"Oooookayyyyy! Breakfast is finished!" She laughed, shouting into the hallway that the bathroom was down. The vampiress didn't even think of all the things she was really doing, being sweet, hospitable, and flirty with a vampire hunter was pushed to the back of her mind. Really, she was a normal young lady and she thought of him as a normal young man, enjoying what little time they would have together. When you did think about it though, it was all such a controversial thing that anyone could see the hypocrisy. Sara choose to look past that, to see them both merely as living beings, and figured that for now, it would work. It wasn't like he was going to be staying long anyway. Most likely after he ate he would pick up and leave. Sara sat at her little four person table in the kitchen and began to eat her food.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>29-03-2009, 18:50:24</strong>
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				While the bath was far from uncomfortable, if anyone who knew him or knew about him, they'd probably laugh their ass off. Which, considering the people who knew him were more of the serious types, was very rare to see. Still, the most infamous vampire hunter on the face of the earth taking a bath with bubbles and oil with a lovely scent, almost sounded like a joke vampires would make about him. This was a joke, really, just a very relaxing one.<br><br>Before David knew it, nearly an hour gone by, it felt like this bath was some strange kind of time machine. Realising he had been here far longer than planned got him out of the bath rather quickly, using the towel to dry himself and squirm his body in the robe she had laid out for him. Of course, he couldn't just leave for the time he had lost enjoying the hot bath, there was breakfast waiting for him after all. Not only was he hungry, but to leave now seemed.. mean. Yea, David didn't wanted to be mean to a vampiress, imagine that.<br><br>"You know, if another vampire would see this they'd think I was your vampiric lover living here, probably." David said as he walked in the dining room, surprised to see a delicious British breakfast waiting for him. As for the rather awkward comment he made, he had become used to himself saying inappropriate things already, so he didn't even bother trying to correct himself. Besides, he did make a good point. It wasn't exactly normal of her to just allow him to take a bath and even make him breakfast, so much the better for him though.<br><br>Not used to wearing a robe, made him fail at closing it properly, leaving his rather muscular chest at full display. "Want me to hurry and shove it all in my mouth at once? Or don't you mind being another few extra minutes in extra danger?" he asked with a playful smile, very unlike him, even when he was dealing with fellow human beings he rarely smiled like this. A childlike smile, genuine and almost made him look like an innocent young boy. Mainly because of the dimples.<br><br>David was growing quite fond of this woman very rapidly. It didn't happen every day that someone who was supposed to be your 'nemisis' would be so friendly, she held no grudge despite his previous actions. An admirable trait, especially for a vampiress. Well, at least Sara didn't lie about the fact she wasn't anything like the others of her kind. Taking a seat, David decided to immediately shift his focus to the wonderful meal placed before him. Well, there were still occasional glances aimed for Sara's chest area, it simply seemed stronger than himself. "You know, if I would die now, at least I would die with the best breakfast a man could wish for resting inside my stomach."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 00:57:12</strong>
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				The question he asked, about hurrying to eat his breakfast, was just about ignored. She figured if she ate at a leisurely pace, that would give him the incentive to do so as well. Sara didn't want her first new company in decades to just leave like that. But she knew she couldn't control what he did, or be rude as to ask him to not leave. Even flirting with him so much, though playful teasing, was a little off to the left side. But when she saw the smile on his face, she knew she had gotten somewhere with him. It seemed so real and tender, happy she would say. Maybe he would decide to stay a little longer?<br><br>"Do you want to be my lover? Minus the vampiric part of course," she quipped after his question, grinning coyly. It was a hilarious little subject, and even more amazing that he would even say something of the sort. And the fact she would ask him like that was completely like her - in fact, if she hadn't, he might have thought something wrong with her. But she couldn't really forget what he had said, you know, how no human in their right mind would want to have sex with an old vampire like her. So no matter what the answer, or the question, he had clearly told her he didn't want anything to do with her that way. Not that it wasn't fine with her, it just... kind of hurt. Sara knew how beautiful she was, but she figured the mere fact that she was a vampire was something that would always be a barrier blocking whatever could grow between them. Even in friendship.<br><br>"Why thank you," she giggled at his compliment of her food. "I went to culinary school about a hundred years ago. Taught me that humans like blood with some of their dishes too. Well, that and how to cook. I had some wine connoisseurship training also." She shrugged. "I worked as a chef in a restaurant for a little while but looking the same for ten years doesn't take the suspicion off of you." She laughed lightly. "You haven't told me anything about yourself, David."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 02:01:12</strong>
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				Sure, David probably should've seen it coming, if it was anyone else they certainly would have, given Sara's rather playful character. Then if it was so obvious, why didn't he expect it? It boggled him as much as it annoyed him. Not being able to think clearly was not something he was used to. Control was something he liked, losing control over the actions of your body obviously wasn't. An involuntary reddening of the face wasn't exactly what he had in mind as a reaction to her first question. Still, despite of what he wanted, it happened anyway and no amount of effort could change the silly look on his face.<br><br>Rather than actually giving an answer, David just continued eating, as if pretending he wasn't blushing would help. Fortune was smiling on him however, since she managed to switch subject fast enough being so nice to actually answer his question. Why she was being so open and kind with him was yet another mystery for him to try and unravel. Well, given the time he had left, David had already made peace with the fact he probably never would get the chance to discover who she truely was. Sure, he had caught a glimpse, but surely there had to be more about her than meets the eye. Especially just how passionate could she get?<br><br>Clearing his throat, he refocused his attention to her question, these basic instincts were starting to get harder to ignore. He knew this was to blame to his lack of human contact, a body has the annoying tendency to crave for things after all, no matter how hard you tried to distract yourself with other activities. <br><br>"There's not to say about me really, my parents were.. well.. what do you want to know?" answering a question with another question wasn't really going to get them anywhere, David knew this. But since most of his life consisted with killing vampires, training to kill vampires and memories of terrible events while trying to kill vampires didn't make it really easy to have a casual conversation with one.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 02:14:13</strong>
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				Her head tilted slightly. She wasn't particularly fond of being answered with a question. Did he not understand what she was asking. But then again, being an experienced vampire hunter at his young age most likely consisted of many years of training to kill them. It was safe to assume his parents were vampires, and he spent most of his time was spent killing vampires. Most people don't get even one of those little emeralds until they're twice his age - if they lived that long that is. <br><br>She thought for a moment of what exactly she should ask him then. Sara had just about everything she needed to know about his youth or his parentage she would need to know, or even wanted to. The man sitting across from her had a reputation after all, one that consisted of thousands of vampires killed and without mercy. There was quite the effort of finding something to ask him to elaborate on. "You, something about you. What things do you like to do to past the time? Read, watch movies, play an instrument? You have to have some kind of hobby. Unless vampire hunting is all you do. You <em>must</em> be a virgin." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 12:40:24</strong>
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				<em>'Right, don't react to her saying you're a virgin, don't react, don't react, don't re-'</em> "What the hell?! I might not get out as much as the average guy, but that doesn't mean I'm a virgin!" <em>'... DAMNED!'</em><br><br>Being able to read minds was not needed to know what David was thinking, it was written all over his face. It was a pretty blunt thing to say, even for her. The sad part was, she was spot-on, he could deny it all he want and sound pretty convincing, that still wouldn't take away the fact he never actually had sex before. Never before had he felt so ashamed about it before, perhaps because due to her many years she had tons of experience in that sector. Something he preferred not to think about to begin with, still she always seemed to guide the conversation to that subject one way of another and what was worse: David apparently just had to respond whenever she did.<br><br>"For your information, women love a man who tends to rescue them from a certain death." his voice didn't sound quite as convinced as he had wanted it to, but it wasn't like he was lying. They did, there were plenty of women he had rescued that flirted with him, some even more straightforward than Sara. All those times however, David had kindly rejected their offer. A thing he certainly regretted now, despite the fact she was a vampire and had lots of limitations, she definitely lived a much better life than him. <br><br><em>'With great power comes great responsibility..'</em><br><br>David closed his eyes for a moment, this was no time to question the life he had lived. Just thinking about the many chances he gave others to live theirs should be satisfaction enough. "It would have been a lot easier if she was ugly." he mumbled incoherently, "Well, I don't have a lot of free time really. I guess the rare times that I do and am not sleeping I tend to watch movies. Comedies or thrillers mostly.." even if he wasn't much of a conversationalist, at least David had the common decency not to talk while his mouth was full, "When I was a kid I played the guitar for a while, I was quite good actually." for a moment he seemed to brighten up a bit, "That was years ago though, I don't think I would still be able to."<br><br>"Other than that.. yea.. hunting vampires is all I do. No doubt there is a human being killed right now as we speak, but you probably know that better than me." the subtle smile from before disappeared as soon as it came. If there was one thing David and Sara had in common, it was probably their sympathy for humans. Sure, technically speaking David was a human, but he certainly didn't feel like one. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 13:43:58</strong>
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				Her little coy smile disappeared. Not realizing how hard it must be for him to always be just a vampire hunter really hit her hard now. Just because he overreacted to her question and tried to explain himself, she could tell by his face he hadn't had any experience with women. But everything revolved around vampire hunting, even the women that wanted to be with him were associated with that act. "That's really sad, David." She was sincere in her concern. "I think... well, your human life is so short. You've peaked at the potential of being a hunter. I mean, look at you, you've killed over 4,000 of them. I can tell by your necklace..."<br><br>She paused, taking the finishing bites of her food and standing from the table to move towards the kitchen window. Never before did she appreciate the many years she had to enjoy the life she had, but since her husband had died all those years ago she could never truely be happy. He was certainly right about a human being fed upon at that very moment, either being killed or being turned, but... but his entire life was wrapped around this concept. Didn't he want something else for himself? Some kind of life? <br><br>Sara waited until he had finished eating to turn back to him, giving herself time to think. "There has to be a way for you to still be the greatest hunter on this planet and still experience the same things as a normal human. You know, enjoy the things out there for you." Approaching slowly, she sat on the floor beside his chair and wrapped her arms around his waist. The vampiress didn't quite know what she was doing, or how she wanted to effect him, but she did want to share the good things of her life with him. So he could, at least, have some of the same experiences of a human. Her memories, though good for the most part, were rooted in her memories of being human. Despite of what he thought, she hadn't had many lovers since her husband, and had only truely loved one of them. But that didn't mean she couldn't fit him into that picture somewhere. <br><br>And here came her proposal, as crazy as it sounded. Her head tilted back to look up at him, but she made sure that her movements were not sudden or indicated harm to him. Actually, she held him quite gently, hands stroking his side through the robe. "Stay here with me. There are plenty of vampires that hunt humans for sport that I know personally, besides the ones looking for me. And if you're as contagious as you say you are, there will be some who come here for you. You have no reason to go hunting for them here; you've hit the jack pocket and you should reap from it. I... can help you as much as I can. And... I can... show you things, take you places. You could <em>live</em> and never give up your duty to people as their protector." She stopped, and pressed her face to his side to hide the tears and seemed to want to overwhelm her. "You can leave anytime you'd like. If you don't like it here with me, I promise I won't force you to stay."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 14:38:15</strong>
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				David had a hard time trying to figure out why her playful smile had suddenly vanished. Was it something he said wrong? Even though he regretted not being able to actually live his life to it's full potential, it was not like it bothered him that much. Sure, there were some moments like now where he wished he could have had something else, done something else, but not anything to be depressed about. One of the finer attributes most humans shared was being able to cope with the current condition of your life, no matter how terrible those conditions were.<br><br>Like he did all other times he had to deal with something new, David tried to observe Sara's actions, thinking by just merely looking at what she did would magically give him an idea of what was going on in his mind. "Oh? So a vampire hunting living together with a vampiress would be considered normal?" he asked in jest, trying his best to bring back the smiling, sexy and playful woman from before. Though it didn't seem to have much effect at all.<br><br>Before he knew it, Sara had wrapped her arms around him, leaving him with a dazzled look on his face. A sweet scent invaded his nostrils, for a moment there clearing his mind from any other thoughts. What was worse was that the position they were in and the way she was touching him started to arouse him, in spite of her watery eyes which, even though he didn't know why she looked like she was about to cry, started to make him feel sad as well, his body seemed to have a mind of it's own ever since set foot in this house. An awkward moment to say the least.<br><br>Why was she so concerned about the way he lived his life? It puzzled him, risk her own life just so he could scratch the surface of the experience of living his own? Somehow she must be very sensitive to other's people emotions, never before had he seen someone who was able to so easily place herself in the shoes of another. True, he hadn't took the time to talk to a lot of people to begin with, but considering it was her who took the initiative to get to know him, he knew he was right.<br><br>"I guess.." a moment of doubt still interrupted him, despite of wanting to do anything to get her to feel better again and preferably get rid of the inappropriate thoughts roaming about in his mind, this answer would still drastically change his life, "You have to realise that the ones trying to get me are not pushovers, they're the best of the best, so good they actually seek me out." David couldn't help feel like she wasn't taking the risks seriously. Sure, he did want to get to know her better. Sure, he probably would get the chance to kill more of the monsters out there if they knew they were actually spending time together. But was him using her as bait fair? Not one bit. <br><br>"I'm more than happy to put my own life on the line, I've been doing it ever since my first kill, but don't you think for a second I'm just going to let you risk yours." while this did sound like he was about to refuse her offer, in a way it was just his more noble side coming to light. It did show David was not some fanatic who did the task giving to him blindly. For a vampire hunter feeling guilty about somewhat using a vampiress was truely absurd, that was well passed the point of merely being friendly to one.<br><br>"Not to mention my fellow hunters out there, if they ever catch word of this.. I'm a traitor.. you really think we can handle attacks from both fronts?" it was a question he didn't want an answer to, it was more his way of trying to set his mind at ease, feeling selfish of wanting to accept her offer. She was already considered a traitor by many, but if vampires and those who hunt them alike would find out the best of the best forged an alliance with her.. well.. it wouldn't surprise him if they would end up working together to see that the pact would be broken. After all, what he was about to say would stand against everything that caused this war to exist. A war that had been around far longer than either of them.<br><br>"But yes.. I guess I can stay. As soon as things get too dangerous, I will vanish out of your life for your own sake." the decision was made, there was no turning back now. To be honest, David didn't want to turn back either. A huge chance was given to him, a once in a lifetime offer. He knew if he had turned her down, he would no longer be able to live with the many regrets. After all, a chance to live with a ridiculously gorgeous, kind woman offering to show him how to live life, despite of her being a vampire, was simply too much to say no to. David had earned this, well, at least that's what he would tell himself for as long as this would last.<br><br>After a long time which only consisted of him talking, a childlike smile seemed to break the tension, "Can you let go of me now? Please? It's kind of awkward." he said, again trying to bring back her smile. Well that and if she didn't let go soon, it probably would end up with him having a bulge to conceal again, something that seemed to happen way too often.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 15:03:26</strong>
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				"No," she answered, grinning. Not only his answer was exactly what she wanted, and the prospect of extended company excited her, but his own smile was so cute! She knew there were many things to talk about, how to handle the vampires and hunters that would come because of this. There were even ideas floating about in her mind, about if they portrayed their relationship the right way, as complex as a captor and prisoner relationship could be, they could really disguise the awkward friendship that was starting to guide what was going on. <br><br>One hand did unwrap about him to carefully wipe at her eyes. She didn't want him to see the tears if they would fall, knowing they were there. She wanted him to see the happiness she felt because he agreed to stay with her. "Why do you want me to let go?" Her eyebrows raised and her usual smirk returned to her lips. She began to move, just slightly, to her knees that made her just tall enough to transfer her arms from his waist to his neck. "You could just be acting rhetorical, and not really want me to let you go, but you think I <em>should</em> so you say so." Sara's coy expression became a silly grin.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 16:29:45</strong>
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				With her soft lips and her pretty frame now within reach, it was getting harder and harder for him to stay focused. Just a minute ago they had made a very important decision, one that would probably turn their lives upside down, yet already did he seemed trapped because of her charisma. There was just no way he could ever get used to her smell, the warm sensation creeping through his body as her skin touched his, that wonderful smirk just begging him to react.<br><br>Was she actually flirting with him? Trying to seduce him? While it did seem probable, it was far more likely his mind just chose to perceive it that way while this was merely how she was. Whatever Sara was trying to pull off, it sure as hell was working considering she kept on going. Not to mention she could read him like an open book. <br><br>"I told you already didn't I? It's a bit awkward don't you think?" the fact he was asking her now, rather than just telling her it was, made it all less convincing. Now David knew why she just kept on going, he wasn't exactly giving her the right signals if that was what he really wanted. One would imagine taking the step from enemy to friend would be a hard one to make, but Sara made it look so easy. As if this was all normal. <br><br>With his cheeks quickly becoming flushed in embarrassment, David took another attempt to try and convince her, "We barely just met, I'm obviously just a thief trying to rob your valuable items." he said with a weak smile to back it up.&nbsp; A little humour? Why not, nothing else seemed to work. Did he want it to work though? He <em>was</em> enjoying this, a strange internal struggle between the man that liked to take control, who would be more than happy to just jump out of his chair and on top of her, and the gentle soul that tried to be rational. Even giving in a little, giving her a peck on the cheek could be devastating. Besides, if he were to do that, he probably couldn't stop himself from going further.<br><br>"Did you use a spell or something? While I was asleep?" a serious question out of nowhere, which might have upset Sara, but since David simply was who he was, it was dead obvious he just had no clue what was going on. It was something that he had considered somewhere in the back of his mind, how else could he feel so comfortable with what all these intense emotions? How else could this every aspect of this vampiress seem appealing to him? While every other woman that had tried didn't seem to have any effect on him, no matter how cute they looked. Especially from this angle her bosom was very.. distracting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 21:42:44</strong>
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				She giggled. "No, actually I don't think it's awkward at all. Who is here to make it awkward for us?" Watching the way his face flushed, she knew he was thinking about it. Pondering over if it was right or wrong, deciding between his high and lower brains. If anything, she wanted to bring out the impulsive side of him, show him it was okay to take chances and not regret them, to feel things and indulge himself in those glorious feelings. What matters is if you know how to control and choose which choice is better in what situation. There was no danger at the moment he had to beware against, she wouldn't cause him any harm. And here she was offering it, as subtle as possible, and it seemed he didn't know what to do with himself. <br><br>While David made no attempt to move, Sara figured it was a good sign she hadn't pushed him too far. She knew there was always that barrier of vampire and hunter, but since he had already agreed to stay at her home, shouldn't that be broken even if just a bit? What was wrong with experiencing these things with her? She didn't find anything wrong with it, hence her trying to encourage him, but more than anything she wanted him to take control. Whatever would happen shouldn't be forced upon him by her; he had to want it. But Sara wasn't going to just let it sit in fester in him, he wasn't going to do anything in that situation. <br><br>Sara scooted just a tad bit closer, not really enough to notice, and pressed her lips to his chin, then his nose, then his forehead. "No spells at all," she replied, softly, with a smile in her voice. "What you feel right now is purely you. It's your choice if you want to proceed with your feelings. How are you going to start living if you don't take chances? How will spending this time with me benefit you if you won't stop overanalyzing everything you see and feel and just follow them?" One of her arms moved from around his neck to touch her hand to his cheek, her lips finding the space right beneath his ear and whispering against it. "Everything that happens here will belong to us and us alone, no one will know about it unless you want them to..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 22:38:14</strong>
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				Like everything else, Sara made it all seem so easy. Everything he was pondering about, every doubt he had about this, all reduced one thing: Choice. She was right too, David knew this. It was simply a choice, one he could make on his own. Either he responded accordingly, or he just continued his little act by sitting here as if he had just been struck by a bolt of lightning, heck, there was even an option to simply run away. Though neither of them sounded as appealing as the first one. As her soft lips pressed against his skin, each time, if only for just a moment, everything seemed so obvious.<br><br>Even the fact she was a vampire now only added up to the limitless reasons as to why he should just give in to his primal desires. A forbidden relationship with a gorgeous woman bursting with sex appeal. The fact they barely knew eachother? A simple kiss would tell way more than days worth of talking. Now only one question dominated his mind: why was he still sitting here like an idiot?<br><br>The sweet scent was nearly intoxicating, sending a shiver throughout his body. Instinctively David closed his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath in so he could fully enjoy every aspect of her. Of course, he wanted more, much more. Fortunately, he hadn't completely lost his mind, there was still that little voice inside of him that told him to take it slow. If he was going through with this, he'd have to take one little step at a time. He had to control his lust, not let the lust control him.<br><br>The dazzled look on his face made way for one never seen before, at least not on David. It was a mixture, really. A promising smirk, sparkling eyes staring into hers and a raised eyebrow which seemed to be a warning as to what he was about to say. Undeterred by the adrenaline rush, by his heart pounding at fast rate and by the fact he wanted this woman more now than anything, he still managed to slowly cup her chin, gently making sure she had no choice but to look in his eyes. "I never said the spell was affecting me, it's you who seemed to be under affect of some sort of spell. You seem to have gotten quite fond of me in just a few hours." <br><br>Before giving her the chance to respond to his rather odd statement, David pressed his lips against hers. There seemed to be no need to blindly throw himself to this newfound passion, he was taking his time, his tongue slightly brushing against those soft lips he had been staring at for the past few minutes. There were two things why he still didn't let himself completely go, one was giving the taste of her lips, which was just as delicious as he had imagined, the time to overwhelm him. The second reason was to see if she wanted him as bad as he wanted her. A rather.. pleasent way of torture.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 23:10:24</strong>
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				There would have been a gigantic smile on her face if Sara wasn't being kissed at the moment. Even his statement was much more confident than he had been since the beginning of the day. But when she was directed to look into his eyes, she was completely lost herself. The control at this point was in his hands, and so was she. Sara for one loved this feeling above all others, when a strong man took a situation into his own hands despite what the circumstance was. The hand on his face fell to his neck and slid forward to wrap around his shoulder.<br><br>Once his lips were on hers, the sense of urgency had to be pushed down and away before she tried to ravish his mouth. Staying true to her principles, she let him take the lead, slowly kissing in return, tilting her head to one side for it to be easier, parting her lips just slightly when he brushed them with his tongue, and tasting his own lips when he was finished with hers. Sara had to pull back, gently enough, when she needed to take a breath, and took a moment to stare up into his eyes. They seemed as mischievous as they did when he was standing outside her bathroom with a sword in his hand, and that was what made a shiver run down her spine. Just his eyes alone was able to tell her so many things, things that she was rather excited to experience.<br><br>From his eyes down, she openly observed him, and in a way invited him to do the same. She wanted him to be enticed by the curves of her body and the softness of her skin, just as she traced his hard muscles with wide, hungry eyes. This was the first time she really let herself think he was sexy, and not just handsome. Of course, part of her knew that she thought so, but the temptation to force herself on him would have gotten too hard to resist of she had let her own thoughts stray too far too fast. But now she was able to take in his skin, nicked with wounds and scars, though only making her want to trace her lips across each and every one. And then her eyes lifted to meet his again, only to hope he could see her desire in her eyes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>01-04-2009, 00:19:07</strong>
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				When their lips departed, there was a single regret, for the very first time in his life David regretted having to breath. If he didn't, the kiss never had to end after all. However, it did provide him some time to do something else. Something Sara seemed to be doing as well. It wasn't that he hadn't looked at her before, heck, he had been looking at that delicious body of hers the entire time. Now however, there was no need to be satisfied with just quick glances, this time he could actually <em>stare</em> at them for as long as he liked.<br><br>He had no intention to stop at looking though, sure, since she was so close to him now, her ample cleavage really stood out. Was it too soon to touch? Was it too soon the experience the feel of a woman's soft breast in his palm? David was determined to find out. As if the hormones flowing through his veins didn't give him enough confidence, the look Sara gave him was very promising. Not that it would have mattered, he was not going to stop now. It was time to see just how far he could go, just how much of his desires he could satisfy.<br><br>With his left hand resting on her waist, the other quickly found it's way to her breast. Much to his dismay she was still wearing clothes, though he wouldn't let that ruin the moment. David was surprised with just how soft it actually was, the shape changing accordingly to how he kneaded it with his hand. It didn't take long before his brain gave the signal to send blood to his member, only further increasing the already unstable amount of lust. Where he still found the power to take it slow, he didn't know. However, he was glad he did, even though he was driving himself mad, he was pretty sure the same was happening to her.<br><br>"You know, I just realised something. It's not really fair that I'm only wearing things that barely cover up anything at all. I'm quite cold, actually." he said running his tongue over his lips, trying to catch a bit of the taste left behind by hers. Of course he wasn't cold, nor did he imply that she had to take her clothes off... not yet anyway. With his right hand still vigorously exploring every inch of her breasts, trying to find her nipple through the fabric of her clothes, his other hand pulled her closer trying to persuade her to straddle his lap. "On the other hand, I'm sitting in a comfortable chair, that's not really fair is it?" he added, not bothered anymore to say what he was thinking aloud.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>01-04-2009, 01:07:18</strong>
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				There was a pause between her looking up and he looking down, she knew immediately he was looking at her chest and wasn't surprised when he decided to test the one out. Actually, she laughed a bit, lightly, though, as to not discourage. Sara let David do as he pleased for the time being, watching him carefully for his reaction. But then there was also the way her body leaned into his hand, and gasped softly at his touch. Part of her was worried he might not approve of her body, but that was normal, especially the first time being with someone. There was some wonder as to how far this might even go, but not much when he started to speak and shake her from her thoughts.<br><br>Her eyebrows raised with the first comment, about the lack of clothing he was wearing, and the way he licked his lips. But there wasn't much time to dwell on that one when he spoke about his chair. Oh, so he wanted her to sit on his lap? Obviously, he wasn't pulling away for her to sit somewhere else, and so, the only available chair was his lap. She giggled softly, standing and taking the floor length dress to gather at her hips so that she could swing one leg over his lap and sit facing him. "Well, now I'm sitting on you, so I can not only sit myself comfortably, but I can keep you warm also." <br><br>One thing Sara wanted to know was just how sensitive he was, and the kinds of things drove him crazy. Once she was seated comfortably on his lap, she was careful not to obstruct his hands from her breasts, but leaned forward to run her tongue from the dip of his neck to the lobe of his ear, making sure when she bit down on it to use her two front teeth (the non-fang ones) to fondle it before sucking lightly. Her lips continued around the crest of his ear before she blew softly into his ear. "Just so you know, I can't turn you if you're not afraid, that's the trigger for the magic."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>01-04-2009, 13:25:25</strong>
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				"Well, well, isn't this a win-win situation." David responded with a perverted smile, he was surprised how everything seemed to come so naturally for him, normally he wasn't the type to just do whatever he was thinking. But once you crossed that fine line.. well, there was nothing to it. She wanted him, he wanted her, nothing complicated about it at all. Besides, if he was going too far David was well aware she was strong enough to convince him. Somehow she seemed to simply give in to his desires though, he didn't know what exactly it was that made him crazy for her, her body or the fact that this strong woman let him take control.<br><br>Now that Sara was right where he wanted her, it was time for David to move onto the next phase. Taking smalls steps started to test his patience, so it was time for something more drastic. He wanted to see a little bit more of her, a lot more of her really. This wasn't easy with the summer dress still covering up most of her body, it was clear to him what had to done, the dress had to go! There was something he had to do to stop himself from losing focus, each simple touch she made seemed to sent a pulse of pleasure throughout his body. <br><br>"Funny.. I was about to tell you the same thing." he replied with a grin, enjoying her breath brushing against his skin just as much as he enjoyed the bulge occasionally brushing against her. David wrapped his arms around her body, pulling her even closer, the idea was to bury his face in her bosom. Something which he accomplished to do not long after getting that delicious body of hers closer to his. With her breasts so close to him now, and his previous exploration with his hands, he knew exactly where the nipple was hiding.<br><br>That was the exact area David wrapped his mouth around, not minding the fabric at all he let his tongue slide over the small bump, sucking gently to find it more easily. The idea was to both satisfy himself and distract her, while he tried to get rid of those pesky spaghetti-straps away from her shoulders. If he would succeed, that fabric stopping him from directly licking the skin of her soft breasts would seize to be a problem.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>02-04-2009, 00:00:27</strong>
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				Nipples were always so damned sensitive, Sara mused, after sucking in a harsh breath in response to his warm lips on the teeny mound. It seemed that men were always fascinated with them -breasts and nipples- but it wasn't something she was going to question when it felt <em>that</em> good! The vampiress was doing herself to submit to his control, not only because men normally preferred it that way but she couldn't help but be swayed by a dominant male. Especially one as sexy as him. <br><br>Small hands moved over his shoulders to push down the robe, letting herself reveal in the feel of his hardened muscles under her hands. "Ah, David..." his name slid off her tongue like a hiss from a cat, expressing her approval with his physique and his attentions on her chest. It seemed as if things were going incredibly slow, but she knew the longer it took to build the passion between them the better it would be when they finally joined. Well, if they got that far.<br><br>Sara's legs spread just a little more when he pulled her closer to him, not forgetting to take the moment to appreciate how strong he was and the oddly safe feeling she got in his arms. Something in her knew that no amount of harm would come to her, pain was not something he would allow to happen to her. Unless he liked it that way, of course. And that kind of pain was always yummy. Using the opportunity of the width of her thighs above his most private parts, feeling the bulge pressing into the silk of her panties, she rolled her petite frame over his lap. A giggle wracked from her frame in the form of a soft gasp as his hardness teased the softness between her legs. The motion was repeated, slowly, as to savor the sensation and to give herself time to recover from the trembling through her spine. "Mmm, you're already hard for me," she purred, only loud enough for him to hear.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>02-04-2009, 03:01:50</strong>
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				It seemed as if David just couldn't get enough of her, an erotic voice pronouncing his name only made it worse. There were many different ways this could go, only one of them being a bad one, the one where she might start having doubts and end all this. He would be worried about wether or not he could stop himself if this occurred, but the future was the last thing on David's mind. There was only now, there was only pleasure and most of all intense desire for one another. Never before did he get the chance to experience these strange sensations which seemed to dominate his body and actions made alike. Given the way she acted, he knew she felt the same way. <br><br>Never before had he wanted to become one with a woman as much as now. Perhaps it was just the hormones, but David was also pretty certain Sara was the only one capable of unleashing this side of him. <br><br>With each interaction between his bulge and the mysterious flesh hidden behind a thin layer of silk, a soft moan tried to escape his mouth. David was thankful that they became muffled given his mission to thoroughly explore those ample breasts with his mouth. Her words did reach his ears though David chose not to respond this time, because if he did, he knew he wouldn't make much sense. There didn't seem to be much brain capacity left to formulate decent responses. Every fiber of his being was far too busy being entranced by this woman.<br><br>Instead of a response, he gently bit down on her nipple with his teeth keeping it locked in place so his tongue could play with it more easily. His hands were just as energetic as his mouth was, for as soon as they accomplished to move enough of the dress aside to give him what he wanted, they crawled beneath it, rubbing the insides of her thighs while she moved her body back and forth. It wouldn't be long now before it would all become too much. There was a desperate need to make that fantasy of taking her on the table a reality.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>02-04-2009, 04:14:48</strong>
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				Sara couldn't help it; she was getting hot! His hands on her skin sent lines of fire up her thighs, the vampiress thought that the cloth might explode in flames if she got any hotter. Knowing it was only her body reacting to his merciless teasing, there was the appealing thought of just shedding the dress to get it out of the way. There was no way he wouldn't like that. But the combination of his hands, his teeth, and the friction between them gave her little choice as to how she could react. It was a good thing she didn't grow her nails into claws like most vampires- the dull and relatively short nails scraping over the back of his shoulders and the top of his arms in order to find some kind of purchase when her body gave a visible shudder. Any words she had to say was lost in the softest of moans. <br><br>The need to shed herself of her dress was too much to ignore anymore, where she was gently pushing him back from her breast to pull her arms from the confines of the straps, and then gathered the skirt of her dress in her hands so that she could pull the entire thing over her head at once. All but forgotten within that instant, it was lost on the kitchen floor, not to be found until he was finished with her. Her body, now completely naked save for the silk panties, relished the way the air cooled her for the moment, still as her chest heaved as if she had been holding her breath. Her eyes roved over him, his face, with wide eyes and tender, slightly swollen lips parted to breathe. Part of her knew that until he choose to dismiss himself from her life, she would do all to be his joy, his pleasure, his toy, his seductress. And even though this wasn't a conscious decision, he would be able to see the devotion in her eyes. Sara had a history of becoming attached, even if she didn't want to sometimes. <br><br>And then she moved, feeling the ties of her self-control slowly unraveling and knowing it was only a matter of time before their positions were switched. But this thought was fleeting and not important - her lips were on his in a flash of lightning, her body curling around him with arms and legs wrapping his waist and shoulders, pushing their chests together, letting her mind curve with the mingling of their heartbeats. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>04-04-2009, 15:41:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				This just wouldn't suffice anymore, with the head of his member already peaking out from his underwear, David was at a peak of Ecstasy and lust. He wanted more, no, he <em>needed</em> more. It had came to a point where even her nails scraping on his back were only encouraging him further. Encouraging him to just take that small step. There wasn't much time to enjoy her almost completely naked body, because if he waited any longer, David was sure he'd lose his mind.<br><br>It wasn't long before their lips were connected again, but this time his tongue wasn't going to tease her no longer. While their bodies were pressed tightly together, his tongue wanted to do the same, trying to get passed her lips in order to dance around hers. The taste, the scent, every five of his senses were getting numb, like getting an overdose of Sara and yet he still wanted more. <br><br>His hands moved away from her thighs, it was time to take that step. Instead of her thighs, they now focused on her behind, giving her as much support as he could give. She felt as light as a feather when he picked her up, their lips still having a passionate struggle. It was hard to move her to the table without disrupting anything, but somehow he managed. Another muffled moan escaped, and another. David started to feel like an animal.. and in many ways he was.<br><br>Without giving her much of a warning, David basically threw her on the table, climbing on top of her straight away. His hips already instinctively grinding away against the silk panties, the only thing still in the way. With one hand supporting part of his own weight on the table, he used the other to try and get rid of his own underwear while still continuing the grinding motion. His member wanted freedom and he was more than happy to grant it's wish. David was pretty well endowed even if he thought he was fairly average, so the underwear pressing his member back was actually starting to hurt.<br><br>When their lips finally parted to give them both a moment to breath, he didn't stop for long. Immediately he attached his to her neck, sucking on the skin and gently biting on it with his teeth. He wanted to make her go crazy with pleasure, exactly what she was doing with him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>05-04-2009, 04:15:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sara anticipated when he was about to put her on the table because of the change in the position of his hands, but didn't expect him to be able to just throw her like that without even heaving up first. David's power was exhilarating, forcing the redhead to appreciate his sexiness in a new light. Once he was able to remove his underwear from his engorged staff, she reached down to examine it. Her curiosity would have killed the mood if he wasn't so hot. <br><br>Her fingertips found the base of his length, and stroked down him to the tip. Without really seeing it, she estimated it was at least seven inches, maybe eight. Cheeks flushing with the fluttering in her stomach and the tingling he made her skin feel when he nipped at her, she tried to take one of her hands to hold his hips from rubbing against her anymore as she explored his member. Sara preferred to know what was going in her, especially since it didn't seem like any of this was going to stop any time soon. It took a lot to channel her focus away from the combination of sensations he was making trickle through her body in order to not completely grab his length and hurt him. <br><br>There was no denying it, Sara wanted him as much as he wanted her. The hairs keeping her control in place were being cut with every touch and lick on her hypersensitive skin. "David..." she began to say something, but it came out a sigh, her desperate need tracing closely beneath her calmness. Her feet found purchase on the table, where she brought her hands away from his member and focused on slipping out of her panties. It seemed to take decades, the anticipation of having him in her leaving her breathlessly fumbling at the hem of her panties for a moment. Once she was able to bring her knees together up to her chest and get them to her knees, she was able to slip one leg out at a time. <br><br>Finally, those pesky undies were a forgotten obstruction, and her legs were spreading wide to expose her soft womanhood to his pleasures. The evidence of her desires had her wet and ready for him. Sara was the type of woman who hated hair on any part of her body but her head, so he would find bare skin between her legs. The wider the legs spread, the more the slightly swollen petals opened so he knew just where to put it. Her hands held his shoulders, eyes looking up at him as if he was the most handsome man in the entire world, the only man alive that could put her into this position. "Slow... deep and slow..." she instructed gently, pressing kisses to his face, neck and shoulders. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>05-04-2009, 18:19:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Even the simple task of thinking or reasoning seemed to become incredibly hard as soon as Sara's soft and delicate hands touched his throbbing manhood. Her words barely reached him, as if she was in another room, yet her body setting his ablaze kept him ever aware of how close she was in actuality. Something that made it difficult for him to communicate verbally, not that the constant soft moans, that kept on escaping his lips despite him closing them shut tightly, made it easy to begin with.<br><br>Now that her beautiful, mysterious womanhood was revealled, David could tell he wasn't becoming mad about Sara, he already was right from the start. Love on first sight? He never really believed in any of that, but there was no reason to try and fool himself. Just mere seconds away from being united with the woman that completely, a moment he wanted to prepare for in spite of the knowledge that no amount of preparation would be enough.<br><br>Plus, there was no time for waiting, she was ready for him. It was like a beautiful, moist flower just which's powerful scent beckoned him. Although David gave a simple nod to her instructions, he was finding it hard to listen. Completely captivated by the way she looked at him and it took all of the concentration left to remain calm while carefully bringing his pulsating manhood to place. <br><br>Slowly David pushed his hips forward, causing the tip of his shaft to slowly make it's way inside of her love tunnel. Instantly he bit down on his lower lip to prevent any moans from escaping his mouth as the indescribable pleasure gained from her hot, wet walls squeezing his extremely sensitive tip tightly. It took nearly all of his strength to keep himself from reaching an orgasm straight away while continuing to keep on pushing. So much strength in fact that in combination with the intense pleasure surging through his body, his vision got completely blurred, as if his body was trying to save energy in exchange for more pleasure.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>06-04-2009, 00:14:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It seemed as if from the moment he was ready to bring himself to her, she was holding her breath, and she didn't notice it until she was softly panting while he pushed. He was <em>so big</em> and she was <em>so tight</em>, even with the extra stimulation and lubrication. The slight amount of pain that she felt when he was going in started to ebb once he was all the way in. Her hands moved to his hips, holding him inside her, so she would have a chance to get used to him. "Mmm, yes," her voice hissed against his shoulder, as her lips danced across his skin. <br><br>Sara rolled her hips slowly under him, trying to get him comfortably in her, which resulted in her whimpering as the tip of him grazed over the opening to her cervix. She wanted to be ready for it when their activities would become rougher, but she knew it would be painful if she didn't get used to him first, and the experience was supposed to be good for both of them.<br><br>Still holding on to his hips, she continued to slowly rock their pelvises together, showing him just what motion was best (at least, for the first time) while letting herself stretch and mold around his phallus. Sara moaned and cooed for him, a little louder each time, praising him in gentle words while her lips were near his ear. "Oh, David, you're so good." A few minutes into it and she was fully stretched to keep him in her, so she pushed his hips out from her a couple of inches, and brought him back to her. Through this whole process, she was gentle, somehow holding on to that precious self-control whose concern was both of their ultimate pleasures. <br><br>Soon, her hands slipped up his sides, no longer guiding his movements, but holding on to him instead, though her hips still rolled up to keep the rhythm. She wanted him to take control, even if that meant cutting the cords in his mind and allowing him to become furiously engaged with thrusting into her. Sara was ready for that now, and somehow curious as to how much power he could put into it. In the back of her mind, she knew he could make her scream for him, but since this was his first time it would be a wonder if he was able to hold back his orgasm in order to accomplish it. A giggle bubbled from her mouth, followed by a soft coo while she held his shoulders.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>06-04-2009, 16:23:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was very fortunate that Sara took control when she did. Because David's thoughts and reason slowly started to ebb away, becoming out of reach. Her walls clenching around him started to get the better of him, it felt like he was on fire, just a moment away from going completely out of control. David could feel both her heartbeat and his own starting to beat in sync, or was it just his imagination? The waves of pleasure trying to wash away every hint of his human nature away, leaving only the animalistic lust were not making things easy.<br><br>Irregular, heavy breathing mixed with soft moans and groans started to fill the room. The moans for the unbelievable pleasure she was introducing to him, the groans for his nearly futile attempts to keep him in check. It was when she pushed him away he could feel her walls desperately clinging on to his hot meat, the friction pushing him over the edge of sanity. David no longer felt responsible for what might happen, any thought other than the one that told him to fiercely pound away at her.<br><br>Her soft moans and sweet talk wasn't enough anymore, David wanted to make Sara scream for him, beg for more. As soon as he was given control, the beast that had been hiding deep inside of him, waiting for a chance to come out was released. Without warning he thrust forward then he withdrew only to thrust into her again, harder until the crest of him kissed the top of her cervix. David repeated this motion, each time faster and faster. The speed giving him more of that blissful feeling of ecstasy, yet at the same time providing a way to keep himself from exploding inside of her.<br><br>David's mind was exhausted but his body kept on going, each thrust holding more power and speed until even the table beneath them started moving back and forward with them. The sound of his flesh slapping against hers, his tongue started to move from her collar bone to her mouth, one hand grabbing for a breast to roughly play with the soft flesh, while the other still provided some support. David couldn't hear his own moans anymore, too obsessed with creating a more powerful wave of pleasure faster and faster.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Capturing a Vampire (moi et RandomBloke)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyou</strong> on <strong>07-04-2009, 03:59:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It seemed as if some kind of animalistic need was exploding out of the hunter, the first pounding thrust into Sara's womanhood being rough, deep, hard, fierce - anything and everything a woman could want. Because, ultimately, that's what they wanted. Oh, it hurt at first, but it only took several thrusts to have her arching off the table, tilting her pelvis so he could go in deeper, grabbing his butt with nails embedded into his skin in order to somehow pull him in farther. <br><br>The faster and harder he pounded into her, the louder her moans got. It was fretful for her to not be able to do something; her feet moved continuously from the table to his back, and settled on wrapping around his waist for a few minutes before they got tired and she found if she moved her feet back to the table he went in deeper. Sometimes her voice would whimper, especially when he began kneading her breast and kissing her neck. Her fangs threatened to tear holes in her lips when she worried them too much trying to hold back the sounds coming from her throat, but alas, once she couldn't hold back anymore the sounds and almost incoherent words came back twice as loud. <br><br>There was no worry of if someone could hear them through her open kitchen window, or if the table would break from being wobbled so much. It was only the way her body trembled through spasms beneath him, the way her head leaned back, and the way their lips wrestled when he brought his to hers. The moment was lost in heat and pleasure, the final cords of control broken and lost somewhere thousands of miles away. It felt like he was going to break her back with the sheer force of his thrusts, sending shock waves of ecstasy through her body each and every second - from in to out, the anticipation of being full and the satisfaction of having him in her. In one form or another, the completion of their bodies brought the red strings of fate tying them together. <br><br>If there was any coherent thought at any time during their passion, it would be how exquisite he was when that beast comes out and consumes them both. 
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