Gretchen rubs her new tattoo on her shoulder, it pictured a bleeding heart covered in maggots and such. Her head twitched slightly as she continued down the street. Her bright red locks were wild and randomly dreaded. She wore a white tank top, with black laces in the back like a faux corset, with tight denium jeans and bright red heels. Dispite the fact that she twitched, she still managed to walk fairly normal in her 4 inch heels.
She stopped in front of a eerie path, and it made that quirky smile even brighter. The scent of vampires and such made her nostrils flare. She turned towards the gravel path and headed down it, to see what she would discover.
Originally posted by Wolf_Girl15
Champion smiles, ordering herself a drink, this is her first time ever drinking alcohol "I have never tried it before"
Adrin nods. "Take it slow or you'll get sick."
Originally posted by She Seduced
Twitch. She came upon a large castle and walked up the cement steps to the large front door ][im just guessing here][. She placed those pale digits on the large creepy door knocker. She brought the handle back and banged it hard three times. Twitch.
Vincent hears the knocking and 'ports down to the door, opening it. "New face... odd... Well, Master Damien will be pleased to have some new faces around here. C'mon in..."
Originally posted by JaccTheRipper
Adrin nods. "Take it slow or you'll get sick."Vincent hears the knocking and 'ports down to the door, opening it. "New face... odd... Well, Master Damien will be pleased to have some new faces around here. C'mon in..."
Gretchen walks inside, her heels clacking against the floor, echoing off the walls. She looked at Vincent with that odd smile on her face. "Who's Damien?" she asked her Irish accent rolling off her tounge. She twitched again and bit her lip looking around the castle.
Vincent smirked. "Damien is the one who presides over the castle. Basically, he's the one in charge."
Adrin stands, taking Champ by the arm. "I knew it would happen, always does your first time." She 'ports them back to the castle, getting them into Champ's quarters. "Now, rest up. You'll feel better in the morning."
Lucifer fades into view as Adrin leaves, walking over to Champion. "Aw, rough night?" He says it mockingly, picking her up effortlessly by the wrist and slamming her against a wall, pulling a dagger with his other hand. "I believe we have some unfinished business, do we not?" A sinister grin spreads across his face.
Champ nods as adrin tells her to rest, feeling better already. She hears the one voice she had thought she wouldnt hear again.... She looks up at him, as he grabs her by the wrist, yelping as she hits the wall, her eyes move to the dagger, her heartrate increases at his words, determined not to scream, she tries to kick him in the stomach, not willing to show weakness
Originally posted by JaccTheRipper
Vincent smirked. "Damien is the one who presides over the castle. Basically, he's the one in charge."Adrin stands, taking Champ by the arm. "I knew it would happen, always does your first time." She 'ports them back to the castle, getting them into Champ's quarters. "Now, rest up. You'll feel better in the morning."
Lucifer fades into view as Adrin leaves, walking over to Champion. "Aw, rough night?" He says it mockingly, picking her up effortlessly by the wrist and slamming her against a wall, pulling a dagger with his other hand. "I believe we have some unfinished business, do we not?" A sinister grin spreads across his face.
"In charge." she repeated, as she walked further into the castle. "Like the queen bee, buzzing orders, and making honey." she whispered licking her full lips. Here eyes scanning the place, she turned back to Damien. "My stomach burns." she stated. Twitch.
Damien entered the castle through the kitchen and excamined his home..Nothing to out of place..he started to relax, every waking moment his father could come and he knew Champion wasn't ready.
He climbed the crooked stairs to his study and entered seeing the two figures having a conversation.
" I see we're now using my private rooms as common ones, Vincent"
Gretchen shrugged her shoulders and headed out. "Oh well, friends are lame and all the same." she whispered heading out into the hall. "A succulent neck is what I need. To dig and suck and dig and suck." she sung as she clomped down the stairs and headed for the door.
Twitching, as she grabbed the knob and winging it open, she took a deep breath of the air and stepped out. Her nostrils flared, hoping to pick up the scent of a human near.
She cut through the woods and found herself on the cement again. Smiling still she looked around her surroundings, a beautiful road lined with houses and parks, with SUV's and luxury cars. She could smell the blood running through the air.
Excited she tossed her cigarette and continued down the sidewalk. She would return to this castle, when she was full and tired. Hoping that maybe they would let her stay, either way... she could just take one of these fine houses.
She spotted a sobbing girl leaning against a tree in a small park with swings and a slide. The girls vulnerabilty made her tingle. She headed towards her. Twitch.
"Why so sad little girl?" she asked stroking the girls long blonde hair.
The girl looked up and arched a brow. "My boyfriend dumped me."
"Awe, young and ignorant child. You should not be crying." she stated cocking her head.
"You talk funny." the girl replied backing away.
"Save those tears for pain and loss. Not for some boy when your so young."she continued walking towards her
"Hey get away from me."
Gretchen grabbed the girl my her wrist and pulled her close, her grip so tight that the girls skin instantly bruised and sprained.
"Ow stop it." she cried.
'Supple skin so smooth and tasty. Now lets have us a drink, so I can rest easy." Gretchen ignored, taking her free hand and pulling the girls body against hers. As she sunk her teeth into the girls neck, she squeeezed her body harder. The girls spine and ribs began snapping one by one. The girls screamed echoed through the park breifly, before she went into shock. "Drip drip drip." Gretchen smiled dropping the limp body, and wipping her face off.
<<so sorry, had to take my gf to the hospital for a bit, she's got the flu... back for a bit now, though...>>
Lucifer took the kick sharply, then tightened his grasp upon her wrist, stabbing the dagger through her now twitching hand and into the wall, a sinister grin spreading widely across his face. "Try as you might, girl, you can't fight Death..."
Vincent smirked a bit, not sure what to think of the newcomer. "I honestly couldn't tell you. Came knocking at the door some thirty odd minutes ago. I headed downstairs for an opportunity to answer the bloody door... You saw pretty much everything from there." He turned, the expression on his face immediately drawing a more serious tone. "We must speak, Damien. About Champion. Adrin fears she isn't going to hold out much longer here without a constant and vigilant watch, and I agree, though I would not for a moment wish for a wane in the duties I owe to this castle and its inhabitants, nor to invade upon her privacy. Adrin happens to have gone off to check on her at the moment, but I fear it will be soon that Lucifer readies another of his attempts upon our young visitor's life. You would do well, Master, to heed this warning and allow someone a watch over our young mistress if she is to succeed in surviving the horrors that shall most certainly befall her if Lucifer is left unchecked." He stopped suddenly, wondering how much of it had actually sunken in.
Adrin faded back into Champ's room, bringing her a few things (crossword puzzle books, newspapers, old comics, etc.) in case she felt up to entertaining herself after Adrin had retired to the recesses of the dungeons for the evening commute of Death-Dealing. Upon her arrival, she happened a steal at noticing Lucifer up to no good yet again. Silently dropping the things which occupied her hands, she immediately headed for the only two she knew could handle Lucifer in his blind rage...
Lucifer smirked happily, knowing that the girl was too drunken to fight as much as she usually did, and would be unable, therefore, to call upon any help. He lifted her by the throat now, pressing her harder still against the wall as he twisted the one hand against the dagger protruding from it in an attempt to bleed her through the hand whilst simultaneously choking her, knwonig that he would need hurry if he planned on succeeding in this attempt on her shallow conscious. He knew that it would be soon her life would fail her, the energy in her soul already fading, and allowed the smirk on his face to grow evermore present to the visible eye, a silent cackle of victory present in his facial expression.
She yelps loudly, her hand instinctively moving upt to try and pull the dagger out as she feels her blood run down her hand. The blood thinner than normal thanks to the alcohol in her system, she gasps, feeling her air way being blocked, she gasps for air, only getting the smallest amount of air, her free hand trying to remove his hand from her throat, already her vission is starting to fade.