Young Girl's Blood RP

smiled "no way out now

*she stops struggling, tears running down her face, as she sits there, trying to think of a way to escape, hiding behind her tears*

smirked standing up dagger in his hands

(Lucifer is being evil...... nice ^^)

*she cries, screaming somthing into the gag, that sounds like pleading. She tries to move her hands, to free them, franticly trying, fear taking her over*

(.....Sorry to comment, but she is in deep shit this time ^^)

(okay i'm gonna have to rant here....I HAVE A LIFE! okay....so you cna't go killing her before I can even really check up!!! OKAY SO SLOW DOWN THE BLOODY MESS OF HORROR!)

Damien suddenly hear a cry for him, he ripped himself from his blood trance and rushed up to Champion. The sight in front of him shocked him. Lucifer standing above her, the look in his eyes.
" I wouldn't be doing that Lucifer unless you wish to spend forever in darkness."

*champion looks up at Damien, just glad he came to save her from Lucifer, not really caring if it was because of his father or not*

Originally posted by TigerEyes
(okay i'm gonna have to rant here....I HAVE A LIFE! okay....so you cna't go killing her before I can even really check up!!! OKAY SO SLOW DOWN THE BLOODY MESS OF HORROR!)

Damien suddenly hear a cry for him, he ripped himself from his blood trance and rushed up to Champion. The sight in front of him shocked him. Lucifer standing above her, the look in his eyes.
" I wouldn't be doing that Lucifer unless you wish to spend forever in darkness."

Lucifer turned quickly and grew annoyed "Damien...... i see... what ever" tossed her into Damien and left

*She gets thrown agaisnt damien, unable to stop herself from hitting damien, looking away from him, obviously ashamed of herself, saying something into the gag, sothing like an appology*

Vincent lifts a rather large bottle from the shelf. Smirking, he realizes that it is the last of his stores from 1888, then places it back, grabbing instead one from 1973. He walks up the stairs, slightly uncomfortable, as though he ha forgotten something.

(ick, I ment to put "Sounding like an appology" on my last post. sorry)

(What? No "Sokay" or "its alright..." or anything?)

( so i guess I'll reply....)

Damien looked down at Champions batter body, the blood poring out of her wounds. If he hadn't just filled his needs with blood moments before he'd be devouring her now.
He ripped the gag out of her mouth and picked her up. It was at this moment he made the risk choice of bringing her to his chambers instead of hers.
He carried her weak body up the flights of stairs before he reached a single door in a tower somewhere on the opposite side of castle.
The room was dimly lite with a few candles flickering with the wind. The bed was dressed in dark purple, red and black velvets. He layed her down on the soft surface and left the room, soon returning with a bowl of warm water and a cloth. He slowly began to dress her wounds...

*Champion stays silent, as he removes the gag, and carries her off, not caring where he is taking her to, so long as She isnt alone. She stays still, as he sets her down, before leaving the room. She looks away from him as he returns, dressing her wounds, her face full of sadness, as she softly says one word "sorry" its the only word she can say, any others would have caused her to cry. She doesnt want to cry infront of him*

Damien chose to ignore her plea for forgiveness. He didn't like to play her games of chasing, he had too much on his mind to start to indulge now. He continued his work, then stood, taking a post at the vitorian style wooden esk in the corner closest to the window, he began to write leaving Champion to sleep.

*lays down on the bed, laying on her back looking up "Damien?" She says softly, hoping he answers. She has one hand on each side of her body, one knee is slightly bent*

" go back to sleep" He looks over his shoulder to see if she responses then goes back to his work.

*She sighs softly, moving her leg to lay straight, once damien goes back to his work, she says "Thank you.....for saving me even after the way I acted" She then closes her eyes, and tries to relax enough to sleep, remembers the cuts she had gotten on her wrists from when she had struggled against the rope, as well as the ones on her hands, both of which were her fault* I am so sorry.... I got myself into trouble..... and I took it out on you... when I have only myself to blame for this pain.

*Vincent smirks, watching the crows and ravens below him as they fought for the few scraps of food on the ground below*

Birds are so amusing to watch... Prey upon the weak... it's so much like what I do...