Young Girl's Blood RP

*Champion shivers, the sent of her blood is stil very strong in the room, the knife still against her back. She Looks at Damien, shaking some, her eyes begging for him to save her, now knowing what a true near death experience is.*

Lucifer looses his breath, as he hear the voice of Damien. In a screeching noise, Lucifer phase of into nothingness, leaving Champion by herself, dropping to the ground.
"CURSE THEM!" He shouted in empty space. No one was able to hear him, but he had to release his rage somehow, as he sliced the empty air with his knives in rage and flurry.

*Champion stumbles backwards, catching herself and she runs to Damien, hugging him.She forgets he had kidnapped her, as she hugs him, shaking badly as she crys. All the fear she had hidden now coming out, forgetting she still ahs a cut on her back, which is keeping the sent of her blood fresh.*

*vincent nods to Hannibal*

you're welcome. if i hadn't stalled him, you'd have been too late. keep your eyes on me if you wish, but i think you'll be hard-pressed to find me...

*he grins as he fades out of view...*

<<Adrin will be on in a few days, she doesn't have 'Net at home...>>

*champion keeps her arms around Damien, still crying as she softly says "thank you.... for helping me...." Her voice is choked and weak, but still audible. She Is still shaking from the attack..*

*vincent steps into the corridor ahead of him and whispers to himself*

alright, Adrin... you've kept us all waiting quite long enough. care to show up?

*he shakes his head, wondering if his sister will in fact make it in time to help in his efforts to complete this mission*

Damien unsure of how to react to the sudden compassion graps his limb aroudn around her. Damien had been a fan of women all his life, fm his years as a young vampire his victims were always female and as he grew older, the relationship of victim became the aelrtionship of a more sexual experience, never had a woman shown compassion toward him.

He closed his eyes and the scent of blood surrounded him, blocking his senses. He lifted his hand and saw it slightly covered in blood. He slowly pushed Champion off him, shaking from the sudden need for blood.
" You need....ah...help." His vision blurred and his voice weak. He fell slghtly over and pushed Champion the other way. " I'll go find a servant to help you, for now theres a bathroom over there. "

*Champion stands there, shaking* Please.... dont go.... He might come back..... *she looks to the window nervously, keeping her back straight to help the cut. She looks back to him, her eyes full of fear.* Please....

Damien stood, sweating... " I can't... I'm unpardictable when theres fresh blood in the air. I'll just stand guard outside the door,, how about that.." His voice faded out as his fangs grew larger in his mouth.

*She shivers some* Please.... I-i am afraid....... *She noted Damien was the one Lucifer seemed afraid of, not the others, tears fall from her face, the tears of a scared, lost, helpless teen girl*

" I cant" He yelled.
He quickly left the room, slamming the door behind him.
" Damn him...." he whispered as he slid down the wall outside her room. The smell of blood still enveloped him, his fangs large and craving blood. He took his own wrist and bit down on the pale white skin. It was a simple mind trick, his mind believed it was forein blood so it satisfied the need but didn't make him stronger.

Hannibal slumped down in a corner, and said "Don't worry... Damien won't let anything happen to you, and we servants are simply... an extension of him."

*Champion falls to her knees, crying, afraid and in pain. Her tears fall down her faceand hit the ground infront of her. It hurt too much to move her arms too much.* Please.... take care of my cut and the blood.... please *her voice shows her confusion, fear, helplessness, and most of all, how lost she feels*

Damien looked up at Hannibal.." Look after her wounds...I have to go find blood before I become ill and unable to stop Lucifer later. If a problem arises You'll find me in the dungeon area." He stood weak to his feet and limped off.

*Champion slowly trys to stand, stumbling some, on her shaky legs*

Hannibal raised his head. "Very well." he said, getting to his knees. "You're disoriented, , but that is fine. Don't worry, you shall be returned home when this is all over. We will not harm you in any way, and you will be treated well. You've done well, staying strong against Lucifer." Hannibal reached for the many objects attached to his belt and pulled out a tan strip of paper with ornate writings scrawled on it. "As for your wound, I'm going to attach this to your back. Leave it there over night and your skin should close." He walked to her, pulled up the back of her shirt, and placed the paper over the incision point. Then he returned to his place in the corner and went back to his rest.

Damien fell to the stone ground, in a dark unrecognizable room. His veins glowed red, the blood he had stolen coursed through him now. His strength, sense and desires returned. He stopped convulsing on the ground and sat up whipping the tiny bit of blood he had spilt. He closed his eyes and stood his feet. He ran his blood along the tips of his fangs, sucking up the last little bit of blood.
" Much....Better" He sighed.
he turned his vigorously to the left, cracking the bones then strut off back into the castle.

*She Watches him with distrustful eyes, but she doesnt have an option* What is that... *She stays still, not wanting to make it bleed anymore* Shouldnt you clean up the blood..... *She trys to stand, to walk to the bed, not doing too well*

( going to do dishes be back in half an hour or so!

(alright)