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No rush, love. :)
Hope your day was great.
Hope your day was great.
*bows* The brotherhood just allowed admittance their there downfall. *winks*
In the sleepy little town of Brownston people mill about, raising their children, working their crops and reading their bibles and yet everything changes when a stranger arrives, his presence alarming and concerning. The only one unfazed by his seeming power is Father Jackson's daughter, Rachel. The more the town changes, the stronger the stranger becomes, his hold on the people something from the depths of a dream and yet all he came for is the one who remains unfazed.
Love these creepy stories that revolve around good and evil and always fun to through a few religious themes in the mix. I'd be looking to play the preachers kiddo and for you to play the devil who comes a' knockin'.
Evangeline "Eva" Parker
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She could feel his presence like the drawing up of a string in her chest, tugging ever so strangely as he approached and stood beside her. His hand against her cheek sent tendrils of electricity rushing through the nerve endings on her face and traveled quickly to the pit of her taunt stomach. He was beautiful and she felt almost mesmerized, lost for a moment in a fairy tale that was soon to be realized for the nightmare it was. His fingers moved along her as if he owned her, a jerk from her the only movement given as he brushed by the wound on neck. She gasped at the realization of what had taken place and felt shock rush across her chest. Surely she was not what she once hunted. Death had taken her far from the undead and most certainly she was not soulless and forever to walk outside the gates of heaven but never enter, right?
Surely not...
He spoke with ease, his voice nothing more than a demanding whisper and left as the noise just outside of the bedroom door rose enough to catch their attention. Elle sat in silence after he slipped out, his words pulling her from her reverie. She needed to change clothing. Looking down she quickly took note of the lovely color of her skin, the fullness of her breasts and arms, the strength found in her legs as she stood on them without wobbling. Her small hand pressed against her left breasts, the loss of a solid beating pushed her to want to weep. It was true and though she was given another shot at life, it was not one she would've chosen for herself.
Aaron turned to look up at Vincent, a sneer on his handsome face. "I know my place quite well, Vincent. It is you whom have stepped over the line. She is not a normal human, a toy that you might bring into our coven and play with. She is one of the best hunters in the country and her father and brother still live. Do you not think they will find it suspicious that she has disappeared into thin air? You bring death to our door, old friend." He moved back, shaking his head and lost in thought as to how they might bring Vincent to understand the situation at hand.
"Yes, master... why would you choose to change someone that has persecuted us for years? Would not death have been better than the offer of a new life? You have given her a gift that belongs to us and will she not retain enough of her human memories to still want to hunt us?" Sophia spoke up, her long raven's hair moving about her body as she rocked back and forth on her feet.
"He's obviously not thought of these things, Sophia." Aaron spoke again and looked to Vincent. "Well... what say you, old great one?"
Surely not...
He spoke with ease, his voice nothing more than a demanding whisper and left as the noise just outside of the bedroom door rose enough to catch their attention. Elle sat in silence after he slipped out, his words pulling her from her reverie. She needed to change clothing. Looking down she quickly took note of the lovely color of her skin, the fullness of her breasts and arms, the strength found in her legs as she stood on them without wobbling. Her small hand pressed against her left breasts, the loss of a solid beating pushed her to want to weep. It was true and though she was given another shot at life, it was not one she would've chosen for herself.
Aaron turned to look up at Vincent, a sneer on his handsome face. "I know my place quite well, Vincent. It is you whom have stepped over the line. She is not a normal human, a toy that you might bring into our coven and play with. She is one of the best hunters in the country and her father and brother still live. Do you not think they will find it suspicious that she has disappeared into thin air? You bring death to our door, old friend." He moved back, shaking his head and lost in thought as to how they might bring Vincent to understand the situation at hand.
"Yes, master... why would you choose to change someone that has persecuted us for years? Would not death have been better than the offer of a new life? You have given her a gift that belongs to us and will she not retain enough of her human memories to still want to hunt us?" Sophia spoke up, her long raven's hair moving about her body as she rocked back and forth on her feet.
"He's obviously not thought of these things, Sophia." Aaron spoke again and looked to Vincent. "Well... what say you, old great one?"
Get some sleep!!
I'm good, just tired as well, but it's not 2am. :P
I'm good, just tired as well, but it's not 2am. :P
“Beautiful, dear… just beautiful,” the elderly woman’s wrinkled hands caressed her hair as she stared blankly at the woman in the mirror. Her jet black hair pulled up with soft strands of silky hair adorning her shoulders and framing her face. She gazed into cloudy blue eyes, the edges of them pinched with frustration. She hated to be the center of attention and yet her father, because of his position, required nothing less than the best, the biggest, the showiest of all ceremonies for her birthday each year.
She touched the woman’s hand and smiled at her, “Stop fussing over me. Go and busy yourself with the rest of the preparations as you know father will be a mess by now.”
The servant laughed and kissed the top of Claudia’s head, walking out and closing the door softly. Claudia turned back to the mirror and sighed, her body relaxing as she was finally alone. She hated these parties. Hated people watching her and waiting for her to make a move that was less than becoming of the Emperor’s daughter and yet, she was not offered a choice in the matter. Her brother, Antonio loved these idiotic parties and he would be in rare form tonight, drinking and laughing, flirting and bedding several of the available women that showed their faces at the palace.
She slipped from the expansive vanity and walked to her closet, pulling down a hair of white sandals to accent her lovely gown, small baby’s breath adorning her dark hair and crimson lipstick outlining her full mouth. She barely had time to finish pulling her shoes on when her brother busted into the room, a smile on his handsome face and laughter on his tongue.
“Are you ready?” He half ran, half skipped toward her, laughing as he did. “You’re going to be so very thrilled with the gift father has procured for you, sister!”
She laughed because it was contagious and pulled him into a hug, “I don’t want any silly little gifts. I’d rather you enjoy the party and me recline in the comfort of the grand library and read something old, stuffy and rather boring by your measurement.”
He pulled back with a gleam in his eye, “No… you’re going to love this. I cannot wait to see you face when father presents it to you.”
She shook her head and went along with his merriment. Gift or no gift, she’d pretend that this night above all was a life changing moment, and by some miracle of fate… it just might be.
She touched the woman’s hand and smiled at her, “Stop fussing over me. Go and busy yourself with the rest of the preparations as you know father will be a mess by now.”
The servant laughed and kissed the top of Claudia’s head, walking out and closing the door softly. Claudia turned back to the mirror and sighed, her body relaxing as she was finally alone. She hated these parties. Hated people watching her and waiting for her to make a move that was less than becoming of the Emperor’s daughter and yet, she was not offered a choice in the matter. Her brother, Antonio loved these idiotic parties and he would be in rare form tonight, drinking and laughing, flirting and bedding several of the available women that showed their faces at the palace.
She slipped from the expansive vanity and walked to her closet, pulling down a hair of white sandals to accent her lovely gown, small baby’s breath adorning her dark hair and crimson lipstick outlining her full mouth. She barely had time to finish pulling her shoes on when her brother busted into the room, a smile on his handsome face and laughter on his tongue.
“Are you ready?” He half ran, half skipped toward her, laughing as he did. “You’re going to be so very thrilled with the gift father has procured for you, sister!”
She laughed because it was contagious and pulled him into a hug, “I don’t want any silly little gifts. I’d rather you enjoy the party and me recline in the comfort of the grand library and read something old, stuffy and rather boring by your measurement.”
He pulled back with a gleam in his eye, “No… you’re going to love this. I cannot wait to see you face when father presents it to you.”
She shook her head and went along with his merriment. Gift or no gift, she’d pretend that this night above all was a life changing moment, and by some miracle of fate… it just might be.
Which is?? *laughs at the thought* Such a hooligan.
Nods. Yes... I shall post it up now. I wrote an opening when I created the idea.
Nothing else to know from the on-start, but we can chat it up should we need to in here.
Do tell me the idea behind your signature pic when you get a chance too - I'm interested.
Nothing else to know from the on-start, but we can chat it up should we need to in here.
Do tell me the idea behind your signature pic when you get a chance too - I'm interested.
No worries, love. I figured your school work/tests were tying you up. :)
Hope everyone is doing great. Lovely start!!
Hope everyone is doing great. Lovely start!!
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