Vampire RP anyone?

She smiled and followed the lines to his little hut. “Well isn’t this cute.” She smirked. “So this is where you’ve been hiding huh?”

Ozi kept his eyes closed and smiled, "Go away.."

She grinned and appeared inside of the hut sitting next to him. "Why? I was hoping to get a tour of this lovely little hut."

Ozi opened his eyes, "Bedroom. Blood Storage. Weaponry room." He said, pointing to small sections of the hut, "Now please, just leave."

She smiled faintly and put her hand under his chin. “Why? Do I bore you? Do you hate me Ozi?” She grinned. “I thought you wanted to play with me.”

Ozi shook his head, "Play.., yes.., eheheh... You undress, and we can play."

|This is a PG-13 site.. so We'd have to do a next day ting, or something|

lmfao! I never was going to do as he asked.))

She grinned and pulled a gun from her belt, putting the barrel to this forehead. "The fact that you want me is touching, but I can't go back to HQ empty handed. Why do you trust me so much?"

Ozi smirked, "Pull the trigger then, Grandmother.. I have no pleasure in living.., I doubt I'd have any pleasure in dying, but it wouldn't be much different."

|Heh, I know, It isn't her way to be trustworthy, in most cases, there's no chance of him getting lucky. It was just a warning|

She grinned. "Oh stop. I'm sick of hearing you beg to die." She moved the gun down to his neck and pulled the trigger. A small dart the size of a thumbtack flew out of the barrel in stead of a bullet. There were enough Tranquilizers in it to knock out the strongest vampire. "Sorry Ozi. But I can't let you get away."

Ozi's eyes shot open, and just before the dart hit his neck, he snatched it from the air, and stood up, "And I'm Sorry, Grandmother, but I can't let you stay in my home." He said as he walked over to a chest, and opened it, pickup up an AK-47, "Get out."

She stood up and pulled her real gun out, aiming between his eyes. "I can't leave here without you and you know that. Don't make me shoot Ozi." Her eyes softened. "Please don't make me."

Ozi grinned, aiming the AK at her, "Shoot me.. And I'll shoot back.., we both die, and that ends that.."

She smiled. "Well aren't you clever." Her smile faded and she cocked her gun. "Drop it Ozi. I'm not going anywhere. Shoot me if you want, but I'm not leaving. If I die then at least I won't have to work for the Prince anymore." Her finger wrapped around the trigger, barely pressing down on it.

Ozi growled as his eyes went red, "Leave, Grandmother, I will not hesitate to pull the trigger. One more word from you, and you're dead. Just turn, and walk."

She straightened her posture and sighed. She closed her left eye and spoke softly. "No Ozi I won't."

Ozi growled before pulling the trigger, sending a wave of bullets at her, but making sure he missed, before dropping the clip, and inserting a new one, "Warning one, used up. Last chance to leave."

She blinked and flinched when she heard the gun go off, but from the position of the barrel she knew he wasn't aiming at her. She didn't move, though her hand was shaking slightly. "I'm not going anywhere."

Ozi growled, "Get out, Grandmother.. You are not one who's blood I wish to see.."

She sighed and opened her eye. "Nor I you. Shoot me. I don't care. I'm not leaving, and if you run I'll follow." She closed her eye again. "Make your move."

Ozi shook his head, "I'm not going to run, and I'm not going in to a cell." He said, before dropping the gun back in to the chest, and walking to the small bed, "Why you can't just leave me alone, I'll never know. Don't you think if the Prince wanted me, he'd have sent more than one woman?" He asked before laying down.