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Post by Lance Than on Sept 4, 2010 11:42:05 GMT -5
Caster males, had to have them because if you didn’t, you couldn’t get any more baby casters, so there had to be males, and Lance was one of them. People wouldn’t have thought that him, of all people was a caster. Most people thought casters were weakling looking people that didn’t have a good muscle about them, that was not Lance's case though. He was a strong tall man, that had as much power in him as he could wield with his magic. Strong man, with strong magic, yeah he looked kind of odd with it but he was a nice guy after all. Sure people could think bad things about him, but they don’t just because he really was a nice guy under all that magic and mussel and what not. Lance was really a nice guy, he had a lot of things that he could share, and he loved to hang out with people and make them happy with whatever they were doing, though sometimes he just ran away because that was the only thing that he could do. Or he would end up dead, and no one wanted that, it would have been very bad for them all.
Today Lance was going down to the city so that he could pick some things up that he could only find there. Some different fabrics and other plants and foods and what not, he just liked to have a ready stock of just about anything and everything he could need to make some of the things that he liked to make. So today dressed normally, he had left his house and walked on down to the city, the walk was good for him, and he was having a nice breath of fresh air the whole time that he was heading down that way. Most of the people that lived along the way to the city were nice people, running there farms and other things like that, he liked checking on the things that were growing and how the animals were doing, and other such weird things as that. Besides, if he was good to them, then they were good to him and he got some things for free with out even having to ask for it. They were all on a good page, and that was good for the whole world, man was he not right in the head thinking like this.
Once he was down in the city he started doing some of the things that he had come there to do, stopping in places and picking up things here and there. The prices were good around the city, that was because everyone came there to sell there things and it was a great time had by al who went there. Once he was done with half of his shopping he decided to stop in one of the many places to eat and have himself some lunch, since it was later in the day and he knew that he would not have dinner until he returned to his home again. He liked to cook, so he liked to make his own evening meals there at home. So he walked down one of the road to the area where some of the nice places to eat were. Slipping into the first one that he liked he got himself a seat by a window and ordered his food, he was going to be there for a while, so he started going through his shopping, it had been a good day already, he just hoped it stayed that way for him. Though he was always prepared, incase it rained or something later on, now his mind was lost in his shopping and the world right there.
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Post by Dakota Graham on Sept 4, 2010 23:29:22 GMT -5
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For weeks she went starving herself. For weeks she denied herself proper blood. She’d been restraining herself, trying to tame the beast inside of her. She openly allowed herself to see animals but not touch. However hard she tried, being a newborn vampire made it difficult, near impossible for her to hold back. She killed the animals every time, though the time seemed to extend a few minutes long each, though it was difficult considering how hungry she’d get. She forced herself to feed as much as she could before trying to go out into public. Today, she had decided, was the day she was going to get someone to kill her (for she didn’t want to suffer the indignity of having to kill herself, nor could she cause herself such pain). She knew… exactly who to go to. A friend of hers… from when she was a caster. He was strong, definitely strong; the proper strength needed in order to kill… a vampire. God she was disgusted with herself. She stared at herself in the window of one of the many shops in the city, her reflection was… repulsive. A pale oddly beautiful woman stared back at her, her face emotionless (something that seemed to come with being turned). She hated looking at herself and seeing this… this monster.
The only positive thing was the fact that Dakota didn’t lose her baby blue eyes. It was the one thing about herself she always felt it made her feel a little less monstrous (however, she couldn’t deny that she still was a monster, no matter what way she split it. Dakota sighed heavily and looked down at the clothing she had bought. Her final clothing… the last thing she would wear before she was going to die. Her blonde hair was pulled into a braid; it needed to be out of the way. She turned from where she stood, her hand dragging along the glass very gracefully, she could feel everything, every small bump, every dent… she closed her eyes and hummed softly, letting her fingers drag from one building to the next, not even bothering to stop when she past people. Vampires… weren’t looked upon very… highly. Actually, people looked upon them with giant frowns. Dakota knew people would scorn her for being what she was. She couldn’t deny they had every right. Vampires were pure monsters, and she was a monster. She ignored the looks she got from people, the anger they seemed to emit. She could also hear everything they said, whisper or not. And she could smell each one of them. None of the smells were very familiar though.
She turned around the corner, and there it was. Almost a face full of his smell. She paused entirely in place and opened her eyes, her head shifted so she looked inside a building, and there he was… sitting there… lost in his own thoughts it seemed… She just stood there and watched him in silence. What she wouldn’t give to be… alive again. What she wouldn’t do to be someone… who didn’t have to pity herself. Yes, she wanted to be free again. Free from the worry of whether or not she’d hurt or kill someone because of her own selfish beastly hunger. Free to do and be whoever she wanted to be. She stepped inside the restaurant. She didn’t look at anyone while she moved, her eyes were focused solely on him; Lance. She slid herself even more gracefully around people who were walking back and forth, and then, in one single move, she slid into the seat across from him. She extended her hand right out and brushed his fingers, just barely, to make him realize someone was there. She shuttered at the warmth of his skin compared to the freezing cold temperature of her own skin. "Hello Lance."
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Post by Lance Than on Sept 5, 2010 8:37:22 GMT -5
Lance was set in a new way though, he had been thinking about his past and his future a lot as of late, and he knew that he hurt still thinking about it. He had loved Dakota a lot, but he had been scared enough to not be able to tell her the whole time that they had been together. Play it along the lines of, he was scared she was not going to want to be his friend if he told her what his true feelings were. He used to have dreams of the future but, they were all shattered into pieces when she disappeared, and he had no idea where she had gone, or what had happened to her, it had struck a deep thing in him. From that day on, he had been a bit different, and people could tell, though he tried to cover it up, and show that he was still the same as he always was to the rest of the world. People that knew him the best could tell that he was covering something up, and as much as they tried to help him out, nothing seemed to work and it was getting harder day by day.
He knew that he needed to get over her, so that he could go on with his life, and maybe find another women to settle down with, and what not. Keep family names going and just get into that kind of feeling, but it was hard when a part of you was dead and didn’t know if it was ever going to come back again. So he was trying to push all the things that he had in his head away, and just stay in the light, and not worry and just not feel a lot of it any more. So when he was out today, he had no idea that he would be running into someone that he had thought to be long gone, that was never going to show back up again into this world. It was weird how things went, how one would think about another, and then all of a sudden they would be there out of the blue. That was how things were just about to go, he had been thinking about Dakota when he felt someone touch his hand, and then say hello to him, the voice that was what hit him first, then looking at her.
His eyes couldn’t hide the shock that he had, just seeing her sitting there across from him. He could tell that there was something different about her, it was her but there was just something about her that was off. She didn’t glow anymore, he always thought she was like a little ray of sunshine that would walk the earth. But the glow was gone, she was still ever beautiful but she wasn’t the way that he remembered her. Then he remember the feel of her skin, it was so cold, that was when he knew what had happened to her, and he felt like his heart had fallen out of his chest. "Dakota.... Where have you been all this time? When you disappeared i thought you ran away or something, and I couldn’t find you. I thought i had done something wrong that would have upset you enough to have you leave." He said, his voice quivered a moment, the strong man, felt a bit weak with emotions seeing her there now. He just wanted to hug her, but he had a feeling that would set her off or something and he didn’t want to do that. He blinked back much of what was in him as he just looked at her now in amazement.
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Post by Dakota Graham on Sept 5, 2010 20:23:57 GMT -5
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He started talking, at quite the quick pace. Dakota put her hands back in her own lap and stared down at them. She was silent the entire time, and even longer. She didn’t know what to say, though he didn’t leave her entirely speechless, she merely needed to pick and choose her words wisely, though she was sure he already knew she was a vampire, seeing as no other creature’s hands would be that cold. She sighed heavily. He didn’t do anything wrong. She had screwed up – it was entirely her fault. Everything about what happened was her fault. She flinched, beginning to think twice about what she was doing. She even stared away from him, now looking in every direction but at him. She didn’t want to look at him, in fact was too nervous and scared. Beyond that, she didn’t know how to explain it. How could she say “I fucked up and got myself turned”, but not so bluntly? She hated being proven that she couldn’t handle herself, as she had declared so vehemently to the leader, and to Lance that day she was sent out… she had insisted she could do everything on her own. And now she knew… she had needed more aid than she asked for.
“L…lance… I didn’t… run. Well I did… but not for any of those reasons. I could never do that. I didn’t… uhm…” She began to tear up, she stared down at her hands quietly. “I have a favor to ask of you… I… uhm…” she gripped her jeans tightly. She couldn’t look at him while asking. While most vampires were fairly unemotional, and regularly, she was as well – she couldn’t keep her emotions locked away at that point. “I couldn’t handle the vampires on my own… they…” she ran her fingers over her neck where the scars of her biting were. “They… bit me… and… I’m a monster.” she whispered the last sentence, her eyes fully tearing up. She closed them tightly, letting the tears roll down her cheeks. She reached her hands out again, running her fingers over his hands for a split moment before pulling back. She left her eyes on her lap. The heartbeats, the noise, everything around them – her senses were so heightened that… it just… was driving her nuts. Strangely, her hunger was forcing its way back into her, the beast growling lowly in her. She was restraining it the best she could, but it was difficult.
“Lance… I… can’t go on like this… I’m a monster… I… I killed two children…” She put her hands to her face to hide how badly she was crying. “This monstrous hunger… its… horrible and… please… Lance… I need you to kill me.” She finally managed to say it, though it came in a stutter. His killing her would be much more… releasing than dying by her own hands. Its not like she really could kill herself, she needed someone to rip her head off and burn her body before she’d be entirely dead. “I just… please… I need to… I can’t… live with this. I can’t put other people in danger because I was an idiot.” Like right now, everyone in the building was in danger. She couldn’t live with herself if she killed anyone else, not that she could really live with herself after killing two innocent children out of her own selfish need. This is whys he had so desperately hated vampires.
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Post by Lance Than on Sept 5, 2010 21:01:19 GMT -5
If there was one thing, that he would ever break down with, would be seeing her again. This was about how bad it was going to be, and he was trying his hardest to hold himself together with her there. This was something else, and seeing her there, well now he knew what it was going to be like and he was going to have to hold it together. Seeing her again made him remember what it was that he loved about her, but something about her was off, she wasn’t the way she used to be, she was so sad, so angry about something, and he bet he knew what it was about. The whole being turned into a vampire, he just hoped she was going to be understanding where he was coming from when she asked him, and he had to deny her that, he would and could never kill her. Not for anything in the whole world, she would just have to deal with that, and he was going to put something out, he would not kill her, but she could turn him just so that he could be with her and she would no longer have to hate herself.
He reached over and took a hold of her hand, he didn’t care if she hit him or whatever, he just seemed to be doing things out of the way he used to do things. He listened to her talking about how she had been out and had been bitten by some vampires, and it was something that he had not wanted to hear, but he knew now what it was that had gone on the time go, and he was going to be able to help her out. Well he thought that he was going to be able to help her out. "I was worried, just worried when you disappeared, and then i could find you. Now i know what happened, i can find the vampires and kill them for what they have done to you." He said as he rubbed her hand for a moment, thinking about the different things that could be going on there. This was more then what he thought that he was ever going to get. She then asked for him to do something for her, and he had no idea what it was, but with the look in her face, he was scared what she was going to ask.
He listened to her go on about being a monster, and having killed and not wanting to be like that anymore. Then she asked the one thing that he could never, never do to her. She asked him to kill her, and that was the one thing that he was scared she was going to ask him to do. And he didn’t like that, he could never kill her, the one person that he cared about, her asking him to kill her. He shook his head and looked at her in the eyes, this was the time that he was going to have to come out stronger then what he thought he was. "Dakota.. you ask the one thing that i just. I just can't do, not you. I could never, kill you. I love you Dakota. I cant kill you. I would rather you turn me, so i can be with you and help you through this, then kill you." He said sighing softly as he looked away from her. "I can't kill you, i just cant i couldn’t live with myself if i killed you." He wibbled some in his voice this was a lot harder then he thought it was going to be.
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Post by Dakota Graham on Sept 5, 2010 23:41:54 GMT -5
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Dakota opened her mouth to speak. But now, now he had her entirely speechless. She hadn’t seen that coming. Not once had she ever expected Lance to… love her? She didn’t even think she was worth loving. She certainly was unsure of how she felt. Granted they had been close… practically best friends before she was turned… but… she sunk her teeth into her lower lip. But turning him? She could never do that. She couldn’t bring herself to make him such a beast… and she couldn’t… possibly control her hunger. The emotions he seemed to let out, she was simply surprised by. She put a hand to her face to hide the surprised look. She didn’t budge, her body hadn’t moved, her hand was weak and flimsy in his when he held it. Her blue eyes had a startled look. She certainly didn’t feel like she had ever given him a reason to like her like that – and as said before, she wasn’t entirely sure how she felt. He’d been… very close to her. A best friend, someone she… she finally moved, her hand slid away from him and she backed away, pushing her chair away from the table. Was this what she had to do? Was this what it’d take to get him to… let go? If she pushed him away, would that cause him so much anger that he’d kill her?
God she hoped so. She really, truly hoped pushing him away would make him hate her enough to kill her. “L-Lance, I… don’t love you. I don’t even really like you.” She prayed to god that the pain she felt inside as she said those words wouldn’t show on her face. “You mean nothing to me, you honestly mean nothing to me.” Oh more lies. More painful, horrible, heart-wrenching lies. She wanted to choke on her own words, and sadly she did, in a more figurative sense than literal; “I… I… I have to go.” And it was immediate, in a fluid movement, she had stood up and spun herself so she was heading towards the door, but she paused, hesitating because her chest had never hurt so badly. Could vampires honestly feel this much? Did they really have this much emotional range? Or perhaps, was she simply strange? She was strange, she knew that already. She turned around at the door and stared right at him, not realizing her blue eyes had begun to gather tears. What she wouldn’t do to be dead right now. After what she said… there was no possible way he could want her right?
She turned and opened the door then stepped outside; she took a few steps around the corner and found the alley between two buildings. Without a second thought, without a single word, she sat down in the alley and curled herself tightly into a ball. For him… she couldn’t possibly feel that much. Never in a billion years. No. Something was wrong with her. Something was seriously, seriously wrong with her. Yeah. She was screwed up somehow, she just knew it. But now that she thought back… she bit her lip again and put her hand to her face as she thought about it. Lance… she stood back up and paced around in the alley, putting her hands in her hair. What would she do? What could she do? She didn’t think she could control her hunger, she felt like she’d more than likely kill him on accident when trying to turn him, and yet somewhere inside of her… she craved his company, his presence. She couldn’t figure herself out, couldn’t figure out what she wanted, and it was driving her nuts. Something… some sign… needed to come and tell her what to do.
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Post by Lance Than on Sept 6, 2010 10:13:30 GMT -5
He didn’t think that it would have been that much of a shock to her, that he would have liked her or the things that were going on there were happening. Then again, Lance was known for opening his mouth and putting his foot in there more then one time. He just thought that she was something more that he could do, he didn’t want to kill her, he would rather rip his heart out then do something like that to her. He didn’t know why she would come to him and ask him to do that to her, maybe he was thinking because he had been her friend, that he would do something like that for her. That was not the case though, because he cared more about her then she thought that he was to care about her. So he was going to make sure that she knew, he was not going to kill her, but that she had other options, and he would want to help her through anything, whatever it took to make sure that she was going to be ok and not dead, he was going to be that pain in the ass with everything there.
So what she did next did hurt him, but it was something that he thought was going to come from the way everything had been happening. He shifted in his chair, and sighed, he couldn’t look at her for the most time that she was talking. Lance felt like his heart had been ran across, then again, he was hoping for a lot when he had told her that, so he knew that she prolly was not going to feel the same way he did after all that had gone on and all. He didn’t know what he was going to say to her, he still didn’t want to kill her, he couldn’t do something like that, but he didn’t know how he was feeling at the moment, what with the let down and all. He sighed for a second and looked down at his hands, just wanting to come up with something that he could say to her, but he didn’t know what it was. "Dakota.. I im sorry." He said softly as he looked down at the table, as she had gotten up and had left from where he had been sitting. He felt the pinpricks of tears fall for the first time in a long time.
When she left he had to sit there for a moment to regain what he had in himself and pull himself together. After that he paid for his food and then pushed all of his things back into his back pack and put it back on, lifting his hood and putting it back on his head and looked down at the ground. He was going to have one more word with her if he could find her, then he would head home again, and just stay there for a while. He then left the building and found her in a alley way and sighed. "Listen Dakota, as much as you don’t like me, and just wanted to use me for that. I still care about you, and I just can't kill you. I am sure that there’s some vampire man that can help you out so that you don’t hate yourself, and that can show you the way. Don't hate yourself, know people still care about you no matter what you are. So um, goodbye Dakota, i wish i could have helped you more." He said then looked down, heading towards the gate out so that he could go home again.
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Post by Dakota Graham on Sept 6, 2010 19:26:06 GMT -5
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And there was… the faintest of signs. He came out to her and spoke, not in the manner in which she expected, rather… he had actually believed her. If there was one thing she had always thought about herself, it was that she wasn’t a very good liar. Dakota absolutely hated lying. And it only hurt more to lie to Lance. Merely thinking about it caused her chest pain; her heart to throb. And here he was believing every word she said. He didn’t understand. He’d never understand. The man was thick headed, so damn thick headed. She stared at him when he turned away, walking away as well. She ran to the edge of the alley way. She hesitated, considering whether or not she should call after him. She watched from the end of the alley, his back as it disappeared. And that’s when she realized she had been focusing all of her senses on him. She’d been so focused, listening to his heart beat and watching his movements, smelling the scent of his body, she hardly realized that her fangs had grown out and her eyes were slowly turning into the blood crimson color. One step, two steps…
“LANCE! I… you’re an idiot to believe me!” She called, quickly catching up to him with her unnatural vampiric speed. She grabbed his hand and spun him around so he was facing her. She ran her fingers over his cheek, her face close to his, though he was taller, so she was leaning up. “You couldn’t possibly…” she whispered, trailing off as she kissed his lips, though just barely. And inside she felt like a fire was exploding, the beast had taken over as soon as her lips had touched his, and that electrical shock went straight through her. “Such a stupid little caster,” she purred then turned his neck to the side, her fangs sunk into the skin of his neck, her arms pulled him tightly up against her. Her crimson eyes closed as she drank. His blood was… strangely delicious. It tasted by far better than any other animal or caster she had drained before. Inside her mind, Kota was battling herself. She was internally horrified that she had bitten and begun to drain Lance. It just felt… so wrong, it was… just so wrong. Somehow, the “human” inside of her had forced its way out just before the ending of his life. Her fangs pulled out of his skin and she let go of him. She quickly stepped back, almost falling over in the process. Tears had begun to once again form in her eyes.
“Oh god… What’ve I done?!” she quickly moved forward and grabbed him up, kneeling down she let her fangs out again and slit her wrist open, then pressed it to his lips, in an attempt to force him to drink from her. If she couldn’t save him, she wouldn’t know what she’d do with herself. She felt so horrible, like the worst person on the face of the Earth. She had hurt, and possibly killed the closest person to her. And now she had to fight to save him. Dakota pulled him up further, hugging onto him for dear life, tears filling her eyes. “Oh god, oh god, oh god… Lance…” She whispered softly, her fingers running up and down the side of his face. This couldn’t… be the end of him, this couldn’t be the finale of his life… She wouldn’t allow herself to be the reason for this death. “Oh I’m an idiot, a giant, big idiot!” She hugged onto him even tighter, still crying, and her wrist still pressed to his mouth.
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Post by Lance Than on Sept 7, 2010 8:39:24 GMT -5
Lance though, had always been the one that was easily taken advantage of and believed a lot of the things that he heard. So yes, he was rather fast to believe the things that she had said, about not liking him and other things like that. Very easily confused and hurt at the same time, it just seemed to be the way he was going in the long run. Sometimes Lance was an idiot and just did some stupid things, and one of them was believe her, the second thing was turning around and walking away from her, and away from the things that were going on there. So he was setting himself up for what was going to go on later that time. He had gotten his last looks at her face, at her, and he knew that he was never going to forget what she looked like, and the feel of her skin again, and so he was walking away from her, and heading home back to his small house out in the lands. The back of his hand rubbed his eyes as he walked, the emotions ran through him, and he was being a bit of a baby then.
He had gotten to another building and held onto it when he heard her shout at him, calling him an idiot for believing her. Yeah that was him, he was an idiot he knew that, always made him laugh to think about that as well. So when she came up and turned him he couldn’t help let a smile slip through his emotions when he looked at her again, wondering what was going to go on there. "Sometimes I don’t know around people." He said before she had turned him down and kissed him, now that was a shock of emotions, and well feelings as well. There was something odd about it, and yet it felt rather nice and the shock was fun to him really. When she pulled back and called him a stupid caster, he had to blink a moment, he was strong but she was a lot stronger then he was, and he was down as she bit into his neck and started to drain him of his blood. It was a weird sensation, like everything was starting to go dark on him, everything seemed like they were all far away, very far away from him now.
This was about the time that his dialog of how everything was going is to go. He felt like someone was burning his insides, like someone had lit him on fire, taking everything about him and just burning it all away from him. Things started to become more though, his hearing started to clear up and things didn’t seem so far away any more. She had been making him drink from her as well, and it was like a whole new sensations and feelings started to come through to him now, and he was itching to get up or something. For the moment though, he couldn’t move and he was just letting it sink into him. That was about when he started to hear Dakota was talking, and he wanted to protest against the things that she was saying at that moment. He couldn’t say anything yet though, he had to get her wrist off of him, and also have her stop trying to squeeze the life out of him again. "Oh shut up Dakota for a moment" He laughed as he was able to push her wrist off of his mouth as he laid there though still against her, still a bit weak and getting used to whatever it was that was going on to him.
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Post by Dakota Graham on Sept 9, 2010 23:58:12 GMT -5
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Dakota’s face became a deep shade of red when he told her to shut up. Even as a vampire she some how managed to blush. Inside, her dead heart would’ve more than likely skipped a beat at the knowledge he was alive. She moved her wrist when he pushed it away then ran her fingers through his hair, her skin healing up pretty damn fast. She couldn’t help having been scared, Lance had been the closest person to her when she was alive… Her parents had been slaughtered by vampires. She hadn’t had anyone or anything other than Lance. And to still have him…. to be able to save him like this… She bit her lip a little, causing some blood to appear since she had forgotten to retract her fangs. She shifted herself around and pulled Lance closer to her, adjusting so his head was in her lap and her legs were sprawled out. God… she’d never be able to live without this guy. She’d get too miserable without him. Perhaps that was why she had been so miserable, she hadn’t had him around to comfort her and just in general… she leaned down and kissed his lips.
It sent pure shivers down her spine. She pulled back and fully fell backwards so she was laying down in the middle of the road in a pure giggle fit. Oh. Dear. God. She never realized how good he tasted or how right it felt to kiss him. Hell, she hadn’t ever thought about kissing him before. “Oh my god. Lance…” she sat back up and bonked him on the nose, the light-heartedness coming back to her. “I’m going to openly admit now that I’m an idiot for ever thinking I didn’t want you.” she giggled and ran her finger over his lips, tracing them. Mhm, she wanted him. “And now… you’re stuck with me.” She whispered, her fingers dragging through his hair again before she stood up and held her hand out to help him up. “Now C’mon!” she whined, her hands were held out towards him. She was going to have to… well show him how to feed and stuff. Though she had to admit the kinky idea of letting him feed from her was beginning to form in her head (though she doubted she’d mention the idea out loud).
“You’re going to need to feed and all that…” she frowned a little. She realized now the burden she had put on him. He’d have the choice of feeding from humans or animals, and killing either of the two wasn’t that good of an idea. Vampire food resources were running low since the death. Casters died off way too easily and dragons were allied with them while werewolves were entirely against them. Ugh. She didn’t want to be one of “them”. She wasn’t heartless like most vampires, or stuck up, or snobby… she just wanted… to be human again. And she had ruined Lance’s life by throwing this burden on him. That sunk in, and now she felt like a complete ass hole. Her smile from her face faded. The glow that had only just started to show on her entirely disappeared. “I’m sorry I turned you… I mean… it was so stupid of me to do that. You’re stuck with this burden now too. God I’m such a freaking moron.” She turned her back to him and rubbed her face angrily. Yeah, she was going to torture herself for this.
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Post by Lance Than on Sept 10, 2010 9:36:06 GMT -5
Lance was just happy to not be dead, he didn’t care that he was a vampire now, that just meant that he got to stay with her now, that he got to be around her more. That was the plus in a lot of things, because he was more worried about keeping her safe and happy now, now that he knew that she needed something like that from him, even if she could not admit that. He was glad when she moved her wrist away form his mouth, he had enough blood and he did not want to hurt her by taking more then what he was going to need. Also he was needing a place and what not to breath as he was making a big thing out of this. She was cute, and well, now that he was able to see her in a new light, she was even more beautiful then he had remembered, and it made him kind of like happy, and oddly kind of sleepy, that must have been the effects of being changed, though he wanted to get up and run around screaming at the top of his lungs that he had her, then kissing her just made everything happy.
He didn't want that to end, he was really enjoying the feeling of her lips against his, that kissing well it was the best thing to have happen to him, other then be a vampire now with her. He smiled a lot when she leaned back and had fallen back giggling the way that she has been giggling. She bonked him on the nose and was laughing, saying that she was going to openly admit she was not right for saying that she didn’t want him, and that now he was stuck with her. He felt good, he felt really good by that and better as he was going on and on with what he was doing. "Well I am glad that you are happy with the fact that I am around with you." He smiled holding onto her a little bit, just glad that she was ok with him being like that, well he just hoped she was going to be ok with where they were going with this. She then got up and held her hand out for him to take and get up, so he took her hand and got up onto his feet again, a smile still there.
Then she said something about feeding and he could tell from that something changed about her as well. He knew that she did not like the fact about feeding, something about it bothered her and he knew why, it was the taking of life that she did not like. But, he knew what he had to do to make sure that she was going to be happy, he had it all worked out in his head, and it was going to be a brilliant plan. When she turned away from him, he turned her back around and picked her up, moving her so she was pinned between a wall and him, he was holding onto her so that she was going to be stuck there. "I know what i was getting myself into, I wanted this, so that I could be with you, and damn Kota, your stuck with me, im never going to leave your side ever again for the rest of our lives. So i know, feeding is something your not all hot on, but i have an idea, i can feed, and fill up jigs of blood, for us, to have at home, so that we don’t have to go out and just feed, we will have it there, to drink normally. I know you don’t like being a vampire, but, im here now with you, and i love you and i want to keep you happy, we are going to be better then all other vampires, you and me together are going to be the greatest and different vampires in the world." He said grinning off as he held onto her still, looking at her deep into the eyes so she knew that he was serious about the things that he was saying.
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Post by Dakota Graham on Sept 11, 2010 0:45:28 GMT -5
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Dakota squeaked loudly as Lance picked her up. She closed her eyes and leaned her head on his shoulder when he moved them, but when she felt a wall behind her, she moved back up against it, momentarily her eyes got wide, and her mouth hung open. She was stunned. Stunned and well… she bit her lip and wrapped her arms right around his neck. She stared at him while he spoke. Her body tensing up, she leaned her forehead against his and whimpered softly. “Lance…” she moved one of her hands forward and brushed his face. Her legs tightened around his waist. “Do you realize…” she whispered, moving her face closer to him. If it weren’t for the fact that they were in public… She leaned in and locked lips with Lance immediately. Her hands moved quite fast up to his cheeks and held him close. Him taking complete control… for some reason drove her nuts, in a good way. She had honestly never seen him do this before, and she loved it. She kept her lips locked on his, her hands moved up into his hair, playing with it innocently.
“Lance…” she was taking deep breaths after breaking apart from him. “We’d need a fridge and a proper house to live in, I… have been living out of a run down building and… I love you…” she whispered and pressed her lips lightly to his. “I really… love you and… Christ… you’d… take care of me like that?” She kept her lips near his; her blue eyes were searching his face, a giant grin on her face. “You… uh…” she kissed his lips a few times in a row, slowly building up. She brushed her lips against his then drew them into a really long kiss. Now she realized what she had been missing out on, and she was slightly angry at herself for not doing this sooner. If he could help her through this… she’d be so damn happy to stay around with him. She really… was quite happy, and would just be ten times happier spending eternity with him. Strange she hadn’t thought this way before. She broke the kiss and took a deep breath.
“Oh my god… This… I…” She didn’t know what to say, she put a finger to her mouth and bit the tip of it very lightly. She honestly wouldn’t want to be in any other place. Right now, she felt the safest and happiest right where she was, with Lance’s arms wrapped around her. “I don’t know… being stuck with you… could be, no, is the best thing that will probably ever happen to me.” she purred softly. “I just don’t know if you’ll be happy with me forever. I don’t… want to make you miserable forever.” She whispered, running her fingers up and down his chest on top of his shirt. “I want you to be happy, and… if ever I don’t make you happy you need to tell me because I don’t want you being miserable forever, that’s just… that’d be horrible and you know if you ever want to leave me you can because I can be such a Debbie downer and I can ruin things and I don’t want to ruin things for you… and I’m babbling aren’t I? I always babble, god I should really work on that and I know you don’t care or… anything I’m sorry for being annoying and all but…” she blushed. Goddamn. She felt like such an idiot now. Well, she was an idiot. A giant big idiot for getting them both into this situation, though she had to admit, from where she was at that current moment, the view was ah-freaking-mazing. Though it’d be absolutely fan-damn-tastic if he didn’t have a shirt on, or really if they both were… clothes-less.
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Post by Lance Than on Sept 11, 2010 9:08:13 GMT -5
Lance could care less about the other people that were in the streets and in the town, it was just not going to care with him. He just wanted to let her know of all the things, that he was going to be there for her, and she was going to have to hit him and knock him out, before he was going to leave her side. He was sticking with her, because he was just to into this that he was not going to back out from it. He liked the way that she felt, he had picked her up so easily into his arms, holding onto her and having the wall help him a little bit keep her up so that he could look into her face. He told her everything that he was thinking and feeling at that time, he wanted her to know everything on his mind and in his heart. She seemed to be speechless some then grinned "Yeah i do realize" He said then felt her lips against his again, and he pushed his back onto hers, kissing her back, letting her hands wonder into his hair as he held onto her with a big grin on his face.
He panted softly when she pulled back from the kiss and laughed softly, she was getting in with this now, and he was rather happy that she was there with him and was not scared to say the things that she wanted to say. "I have a house, with a fridge, and everything that we could need, my parents left me there house between this city and the caster city, so we will be safe and happy there. I love you to, you are to me the most amazing person ever. And yes, I want to take care of you like that, I want to be there to make sure that you are happy, and you have the things that you need." He said laughing softly, but coming back in with the soft kisses, and just kept moving them up and more, as she was sending that kind of waves through him as well. He liked this feeling, he just liked being there with her now. He laughed softly when she was talking about being stuck with him was the best is the best thing that was going to happen to her, and he was glad that she was happy about that.
She went on through, about hoping she was not going to let him down, that he could leave if she ever got to boring for him, and he shook his head as he kissed her neck softly and up a little as he was letting her talk. "You will never be boring to me, you are not annoying, it has been a long time since i have had someone to be around with, I don’t care what you do, i love every bit of it." He said then smiled as he snuggled her, whimpering a bit, even with the whole blood thing, the new emotions surging through him were driving him now. "Come on I will show you the house, its not far and i was heading there anyways, I can show you were we will be living." He said as he picked her up more, carrying her now like she was a doll or something, arm under her legs, the other arm around her back. She was very light to him, she didn’t weigh more then the pack on his back as he held onto her. "Its two stories, with two bedrooms and two bathrooms upstairs, a nice big kitchen, living room and dinning room, with a den downstairs. Along with a wine cellar in the basement, and everything that we could want or need there." He was talking as he was walking with her, reaching his hand around her and started to undo the top buttons on his shirt, just cus he was thinking a bit hot right then and there with her.
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