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Eve breathed a sigh of relief. "Watch that ego of yours. Don't want to let it get out of hand." She laughed softly as she raised her gun, looking for any more nearby zombies besides just the witch.
Genevieve
I hear the knock at my door and I frown. What am I to do? Should I invite him in? What would I even say to him as to why I can't be with him? Gahhh. With a sigh I stand up and walk over to the door. Opening it and looking at Jack, "Whats up?" I ask him, determined to act as normal as possible. Its not like I didn't already know he had feelings for me. I think its just different in these moments because now he knows I know. It sounds like such a confusing paradox. It probably isn't a paradox, I didn't really ever do that well in modern day English. But it must be pretty damn close.
I gulp and look at him. I don't want to say anything. Whatever he has to say, he has to say it otherwise he'll go crazy. I can perceive it this way from the look in his eyes.
Andrew
As her life slips away I am hit with a wave of terror. "no." I whisper, "Please don't die. I love you." But then her heart stops. She is gone. Oh please have let my blood gotten to her heart in enough time. I wait for the slightest sign of her being alive, but none comes. I have never turned a human into a vampire so I don't know how long this 'death state' can go on for. Or maybe she is just honestly dead.
I stare at her peaceful face and I wonder if its better that she is dead. At least then she won't have to deal with the guilt that racks at me on a daily basis. That hunger that can never be satiated. I never felt such things before I became this monster a few hundred years ago. I have also not felt what I am feeling in these moments since the death of my family in that country home so long ago. I gulp back tears. Could this really be what happens to everyone I love? They die? I should have listened to Eve.
I hear the knock at my door and I frown. What am I to do? Should I invite him in? What would I even say to him as to why I can't be with him? Gahhh. With a sigh I stand up and walk over to the door. Opening it and looking at Jack, "Whats up?" I ask him, determined to act as normal as possible. Its not like I didn't already know he had feelings for me. I think its just different in these moments because now he knows I know. It sounds like such a confusing paradox. It probably isn't a paradox, I didn't really ever do that well in modern day English. But it must be pretty damn close.
I gulp and look at him. I don't want to say anything. Whatever he has to say, he has to say it otherwise he'll go crazy. I can perceive it this way from the look in his eyes.
Andrew
As her life slips away I am hit with a wave of terror. "no." I whisper, "Please don't die. I love you." But then her heart stops. She is gone. Oh please have let my blood gotten to her heart in enough time. I wait for the slightest sign of her being alive, but none comes. I have never turned a human into a vampire so I don't know how long this 'death state' can go on for. Or maybe she is just honestly dead.
I stare at her peaceful face and I wonder if its better that she is dead. At least then she won't have to deal with the guilt that racks at me on a daily basis. That hunger that can never be satiated. I never felt such things before I became this monster a few hundred years ago. I have also not felt what I am feeling in these moments since the death of my family in that country home so long ago. I gulp back tears. Could this really be what happens to everyone I love? They die? I should have listened to Eve.
One moment I knew in my heart that I was a goner. But then chaos ensued. I could hear the agony of one man and the threats from another. Honestly, I can't even believe that I'm a damsel in distress. After all of my practice with swords and my magic I;m the one that needs saving. To be honest it infuriates me. However, I do not have time to ponder over this as I'm dragged up off of the ground. My assailants arm is still wrapped around my waist and a knife is at my throat. I know better than to struggle so I just stand there and hope that everything will turn out alright."
The man that had attacked Genevieve grinned mischievously, "If you would like this beautiful young lass to be freed I suggest you free my friend as well. It was not very polite of you to cut off his ear." He pressed the knife against her throat tighter and she could feel the blood begin to trickle down her neck. It is then that she gets a glimpse at her saviors. She can see the creatures they rode on to get here and she realizes they are not human.
They are very intimidating and even if their anger is not pointed towards Eve she still feels like cowering under a rock somewhere. Their gazes are very powerful and very threatening. Genevieve decides last moment that she would rather fight her own battles than have someone else fight them for her. She realizes the risk of cutting her neck wide open as she leans her head forward and bangs it back into the man's nose. She can hear the sharp crack of the bone and once again blood is being poured onto her that is not her own.
She uses his brief moment of confusion to her advantage and reaches up to grab the knife out of his hand. His grip, however, is much to strong on it and she only succeeds in cutting her own hand by accident. She groans in frustration as she attempts to bring her foot back to kick him in the groin. Unfortunately the man is too tall for her to do so.
"Feisty little one, isn't she?" The cruel man remarks behind her. "Maybe I should teach her a lesson..." He takes the knife and plunges it into her arm. She screams in pain. "Now. Would you please release my friend?"
The man that had attacked Genevieve grinned mischievously, "If you would like this beautiful young lass to be freed I suggest you free my friend as well. It was not very polite of you to cut off his ear." He pressed the knife against her throat tighter and she could feel the blood begin to trickle down her neck. It is then that she gets a glimpse at her saviors. She can see the creatures they rode on to get here and she realizes they are not human.
They are very intimidating and even if their anger is not pointed towards Eve she still feels like cowering under a rock somewhere. Their gazes are very powerful and very threatening. Genevieve decides last moment that she would rather fight her own battles than have someone else fight them for her. She realizes the risk of cutting her neck wide open as she leans her head forward and bangs it back into the man's nose. She can hear the sharp crack of the bone and once again blood is being poured onto her that is not her own.
She uses his brief moment of confusion to her advantage and reaches up to grab the knife out of his hand. His grip, however, is much to strong on it and she only succeeds in cutting her own hand by accident. She groans in frustration as she attempts to bring her foot back to kick him in the groin. Unfortunately the man is too tall for her to do so.
"Feisty little one, isn't she?" The cruel man remarks behind her. "Maybe I should teach her a lesson..." He takes the knife and plunges it into her arm. She screams in pain. "Now. Would you please release my friend?"
As soon as everyone clears out of the Inn after lunch rush Genevieve is told she can go. She grins and rushes outside towards the stables to find Andy so that they can go to the lake and swim. I walk into the stables, "Andy! I'm on break! What shall we do today?" She yells as she walks over to where he usually is. As she rounds the corner she bumps into somebody. It just happens to be the man she had just served lunch to, "oh, I'm sorry."
Meanwhile Andy just shakes his head at his best friend, "I'm sorry. My friend over here can be a little loud."
"Can not!" She says, still beaming even though she is blushing slightly.
Andy sighs and attends to the business that the man had asked him to do. He pulls the supplies off of the horses and then brings them back to the men. "Once again, I'm sorry for my friend and thank you for your business." He smiles politely at the man and then pulls Eve off to the side. "Seriously? You chose then to be loud and obnoxious."
"Oh get over it. I'm in an amazing mood. I'm sure it'll be okay. Are you on break yet? I want to go swim in the creek." She smiles. Not wanting anything to ruin her good mood.
Meanwhile Andy just shakes his head at his best friend, "I'm sorry. My friend over here can be a little loud."
"Can not!" She says, still beaming even though she is blushing slightly.
Andy sighs and attends to the business that the man had asked him to do. He pulls the supplies off of the horses and then brings them back to the men. "Once again, I'm sorry for my friend and thank you for your business." He smiles politely at the man and then pulls Eve off to the side. "Seriously? You chose then to be loud and obnoxious."
"Oh get over it. I'm in an amazing mood. I'm sure it'll be okay. Are you on break yet? I want to go swim in the creek." She smiles. Not wanting anything to ruin her good mood.
Genevieve
I am startled at his sudden outburst. I stand and put my guitar in it's case, not sure how the hell I'm going to answer. In what way can I reject this without hurting him? In no way could I do it. I run a hand through my hair, unsure of how to respond. My nervousness growing more and more by the second. "Jack..."I whisper shaking my head, "I can't...Not with you..." I shake my head and turn away to hide the tear that had just escaped it's prison. I sigh, "I'll...I'll meet you at home." I whisper before walking away. I can literally hear his heart breaking as it skips a beat and it kills me on the inside.
I need to hunt. I need to hunt bad. As soon as I'm out of sight I break out into a sprint. Within seconds I'm in my special ally where I hunt. It is the ideal location because scumbags are always happening by at this time of night. Within no time I've found my prey and I'm enjoying my late night meal graciously. Once I've had my fill I leave him slumped on the ground, unconscious. Hopefully he won't remember the vampire that drank his blood.
I then make my way home slowly, knowing that since it's been a good three hours Jack will be there. I let myself in with my key and head to bed. I slip on my favorite pajama shorts and a tank top before sitting there. I'm unsure of what to do. I've always known he has feelings for me. I can perceive it just by the way he looks at me. I love the way he looks at me though. It makes my heart skip several beats in my chest. I need to get such thoughts out of my head.
(Have him walk in to talk to her ;) )
Andy
I can hear her pleads begging me to stop. But I can't. My hunger for her is so intense that all rational thought has left my brain. Soon the euphoria of being bitten by a vampire will settle in. In some cases it actually feels good and he hopes deep in the back of his mind that it is the case for her. Before I even notices her life is slipping away from her. I had taken entirely to much. I can feel the blood flow slowing and I pulls away suddenly. Coming to my senses. "oh no." I whisper as I stare down at her pale body. "no. Shit." I gulp.
I quickly bite into my wrist to draw some blood and then put my wrist over her lips. "Please don't die." I whisper. "Please baby. Please." I gulp as the blood drips down her throat. "Please don't die."
I am startled at his sudden outburst. I stand and put my guitar in it's case, not sure how the hell I'm going to answer. In what way can I reject this without hurting him? In no way could I do it. I run a hand through my hair, unsure of how to respond. My nervousness growing more and more by the second. "Jack..."I whisper shaking my head, "I can't...Not with you..." I shake my head and turn away to hide the tear that had just escaped it's prison. I sigh, "I'll...I'll meet you at home." I whisper before walking away. I can literally hear his heart breaking as it skips a beat and it kills me on the inside.
I need to hunt. I need to hunt bad. As soon as I'm out of sight I break out into a sprint. Within seconds I'm in my special ally where I hunt. It is the ideal location because scumbags are always happening by at this time of night. Within no time I've found my prey and I'm enjoying my late night meal graciously. Once I've had my fill I leave him slumped on the ground, unconscious. Hopefully he won't remember the vampire that drank his blood.
I then make my way home slowly, knowing that since it's been a good three hours Jack will be there. I let myself in with my key and head to bed. I slip on my favorite pajama shorts and a tank top before sitting there. I'm unsure of what to do. I've always known he has feelings for me. I can perceive it just by the way he looks at me. I love the way he looks at me though. It makes my heart skip several beats in my chest. I need to get such thoughts out of my head.
(Have him walk in to talk to her ;) )
Andy
I can hear her pleads begging me to stop. But I can't. My hunger for her is so intense that all rational thought has left my brain. Soon the euphoria of being bitten by a vampire will settle in. In some cases it actually feels good and he hopes deep in the back of his mind that it is the case for her. Before I even notices her life is slipping away from her. I had taken entirely to much. I can feel the blood flow slowing and I pulls away suddenly. Coming to my senses. "oh no." I whisper as I stare down at her pale body. "no. Shit." I gulp.
I quickly bite into my wrist to draw some blood and then put my wrist over her lips. "Please don't die." I whisper. "Please baby. Please." I gulp as the blood drips down her throat. "Please don't die."
No need to apologize. :)
SCENE!! It is a beautiful Friday night in New York City. Eve and Jack are currently enjoying a star gazing trip in the middle of Central park. Andy and Katy are at a sorority party. Both are dancing and are completely drunk.
Genevieve
I stare up at the beautiful stars. Sometimes I feel drawn to them. Even if there are many clustered together I can see that each one is alone in their part of the galaxy. I can empathize with such loneliness. Even with my best friend laying right beside me on this blanket I feel alone. I can't tell him how I really feel though because then he would certainly question why I had these feelings. I couldn't very well tell him that I have complicated feelings for him and I can't act on them because of my..erm...condition as a vampire.
Such secrets must stay a secret otherwise people will get hurt. The last thing I want is to hurt him. I met him three years ago and we were fast friends. Soon we became best friends and inevitably we moved in together. It wasn't a wise choice on my part because it was then that I realized how I felt about him. Being in such close proximity to him amplified everything. Sometimes I would walk into his room and he'd be changing his shirt. Or I would happen to be in the hallway while he walks to his bedroom fresh out of the shower. Or sometimes we'd just be sitting on the couch watching a movie and we'd look at each other at the same moment. The way I felt for him couldn't just be how drawn to his blood I am.
Even now the delightful aroma of his blood assaults my senses. I can only imagine drinking his blood. Like a hallucination I see myself stroking his face and kissing him. I would then move my kisses to his neck. I can practically hear the sigh he would make as I bite into his artery and let the liquid flow free....
I jolt myself out of the day dream and sit up, "The stars can get boring after a while, can't they?" I smile at him and then grab a grape out of the tupperware containers we had brought with us. I pop it into my mouth and then I reach for my guitar and start to play some chords for a few minutes, "Maybe its time for us to call it a night." I say as I quiet the guitar.
Andrew
The music pulses around us as we dance in the middle of a crowd. She is so close to me that I can't help but notice the beautiful scent of the red liquid that flows through her veins. I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her close, planting some kisses on her neck. I pull away and stare into her eyes as we sway to the music. I am very drunk and so is she. I must watch the decisions I make right now, but I can't seem to make myself care.
I kiss her passionately, not really caring that we are in a crowd full of people. They are all drunk anyways so the likelihood of them even paying attention to the couple is slim. I then whisper in her ear, "We should get out of here. Enjoy the rest of our night elsewhere." He chuckles softly and then begins to lead her through the crowd and to the door. Luckily his apartment is of walking distance from the house. Driving would not exactly be the brightest of ideas at this current moment of time.
Once they arrive he closes the door and presses her against it, kissing her once more. In this state the smell of her blood is intensified to him. He can't simply ignore it anymore. Somehow they make it to the couch and he is on top of her. He begins to kiss her neck and can feel the beat of her heart against his lips. He moans and the temptations become to much to resist. He bites into her neck without thinking and then all rational thought is thrown out of the window. The only thought on his mind is the way her blood is making him feel. He can't seem to stop.
Genevieve
I stare up at the beautiful stars. Sometimes I feel drawn to them. Even if there are many clustered together I can see that each one is alone in their part of the galaxy. I can empathize with such loneliness. Even with my best friend laying right beside me on this blanket I feel alone. I can't tell him how I really feel though because then he would certainly question why I had these feelings. I couldn't very well tell him that I have complicated feelings for him and I can't act on them because of my..erm...condition as a vampire.
Such secrets must stay a secret otherwise people will get hurt. The last thing I want is to hurt him. I met him three years ago and we were fast friends. Soon we became best friends and inevitably we moved in together. It wasn't a wise choice on my part because it was then that I realized how I felt about him. Being in such close proximity to him amplified everything. Sometimes I would walk into his room and he'd be changing his shirt. Or I would happen to be in the hallway while he walks to his bedroom fresh out of the shower. Or sometimes we'd just be sitting on the couch watching a movie and we'd look at each other at the same moment. The way I felt for him couldn't just be how drawn to his blood I am.
Even now the delightful aroma of his blood assaults my senses. I can only imagine drinking his blood. Like a hallucination I see myself stroking his face and kissing him. I would then move my kisses to his neck. I can practically hear the sigh he would make as I bite into his artery and let the liquid flow free....
I jolt myself out of the day dream and sit up, "The stars can get boring after a while, can't they?" I smile at him and then grab a grape out of the tupperware containers we had brought with us. I pop it into my mouth and then I reach for my guitar and start to play some chords for a few minutes, "Maybe its time for us to call it a night." I say as I quiet the guitar.
Andrew
The music pulses around us as we dance in the middle of a crowd. She is so close to me that I can't help but notice the beautiful scent of the red liquid that flows through her veins. I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her close, planting some kisses on her neck. I pull away and stare into her eyes as we sway to the music. I am very drunk and so is she. I must watch the decisions I make right now, but I can't seem to make myself care.
I kiss her passionately, not really caring that we are in a crowd full of people. They are all drunk anyways so the likelihood of them even paying attention to the couple is slim. I then whisper in her ear, "We should get out of here. Enjoy the rest of our night elsewhere." He chuckles softly and then begins to lead her through the crowd and to the door. Luckily his apartment is of walking distance from the house. Driving would not exactly be the brightest of ideas at this current moment of time.
Once they arrive he closes the door and presses her against it, kissing her once more. In this state the smell of her blood is intensified to him. He can't simply ignore it anymore. Somehow they make it to the couch and he is on top of her. He begins to kiss her neck and can feel the beat of her heart against his lips. He moans and the temptations become to much to resist. He bites into her neck without thinking and then all rational thought is thrown out of the window. The only thought on his mind is the way her blood is making him feel. He can't seem to stop.
She simply nodded and backed away from the door slowly. She was unsure of what was about to happen. Would they both die because of the fury that the witch would bestow on them? She was frightened out of her mind.
Name: Genevieve (Eve in this 'life time')
Age: WELLLL....567...but lets just say 20.
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Name: Andrew (Andy in this 'life time')
Age: 566 orrrr 19
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Age: WELLLL....567...but lets just say 20.
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Name: Andrew (Andy in this 'life time')
Age: 566 orrrr 19
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"Perfect. A bitch." She whispers as she grabs her gun. She gulps as she stands slowly and maneuvers towards the door. She glances out and there she is directly in front of the door. She looks at him, "What are we supposed to do?" She whispers in a panic. She can't figure out a way to get past her.
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