TlalocAw your pets sound so adorable <3 Mittens and Midnight, I love it. And Koda from Brother Bear, what a great name for dog. Are you a big Disney fan? Did you see Frozen? My university has a student theater and I saw it there. I had those songs stuck in my head for days xD If I think about them too much, I might accidentally start singing again..
Man, I'm loving our rp! This is really one of the most fun I've done.
Ok, Psycho it is x) We'll see how this goes.. I'll slowly work my way up to Insidious Chapter 2. And I'll try that pillow cuddling you were talking about.
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“Oh, tell me that's not who I think it is...”
“Who?” Booker demanded, his dark eyes fixed on the woman with such frightening intensity that the girl in his arms tried to shrink away from him. “I can’t quite-..” But then recognition broke over his features and his lips split into a wicked grin.
"I’ll be damned.”
“Finish up with that, I don't think you'll want to miss this.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“What the hell does she mean, finish up?” The girl piped loudly, looking irritated at the way the older woman had patted her head. She began to inch away from Booker. “And what the fuck is wrong with your teeth?? This is getting weird, I’m just gonna-..”
“Oh hold on, love, I can’t let you go just yet,” he cooed, his grip like steel and his voice like honey. He gave her another intimate squeeze and sneered at the conflicted look that passed over her face as she simultaneously turned her head away but also melted against his chest. “That’s right..” he hummed with his deep voice, tilting her chin up high, “I’ll make you feel good..”
There was really no point in staying any longer. Mila took one last look around the club as she tucked her cell phone away and made to stand up.
An approaching figure made her stop dead in her tracks. No, make that two. A woman with a feral look on her face and a man who was just getting up from a table. It looked like he’d left a third person slumped sideways on the seat…
And then she recognized them. How could she not? They were two old companions she’d spent years and years with, only a few several decades ago. Booker and Lisette. Mila felt an unpleasant chill down her spine. Their three-way alliance had never been entirely comfortable. The two American Southerners had already been very close by the time she’d stumbled across them. Mila had the feeling that their loyalty to each other was stronger than anything they might have ever felt towards her. She’d left them easily enough, with some made-up excuse about tracking down an old mate. She wasn’t eager to see them again, and they probably knew it.
"Well I’ll be."
Lisette had arrived first and was raking her eyes over Mila in a way that set her teeth on edge. She remembered her as being viciously playful. Mila caught the territorial edge in her voice and was well aware of her sharpened teeth. Her own had also become like daggers in reaction.
“Look at what the cat dragged in.”
“Lisette, you look just as stunning as the day I left,” Mila replied with a stiff smile, her body tense. She looked back at the other vampire with just as much intensity. Booker had arrived at this point and was leaning against the table on her other side, making it difficult for her to stand up now without having to ask one of them to move. The tension in the air was palpable.
“What about me?” Booker asked pretending to look hurt. He was licking blood off his fingertips as he spoke, a mischievous glint in his eye as he raised his eyebrows suggestively. Mila had never liked his slimy charm.
“You missed a spot there,” she said flatly, pointing to her own lip.
Booker laughed heartily and wiped his mouth clean, his teeth flashing…which wasn’t an accident. “I’ve missed you, you know. I really have. Hasn’t been the same since you left us, has it, Lisette?”
They looked strong. Radiant. They probably never went more than 24 hours without having their fill. They stood in such stark contrast to Mila at the moment, who was very clearly famished. It wounded her pride a little to be caught hungry like this. It was a sign of weakness; made it look like she had trouble catching her meals. She knew these two would know differently, that she wasn’t someone to trifle with. Still, Mila was suddenly self-conscious of her black pupils and strained expression. She lifted her chin a little higher, as if to dare them to make a comment about it. Of course, she knew that wouldn’t stop them.
"I'd love to stay to chat.." she said carefully, leaving the end of her sentence hanging. "..I'm sure you two have plans tonight.."
“Who?” Booker demanded, his dark eyes fixed on the woman with such frightening intensity that the girl in his arms tried to shrink away from him. “I can’t quite-..” But then recognition broke over his features and his lips split into a wicked grin.
"I’ll be damned.”
“Finish up with that, I don't think you'll want to miss this.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“What the hell does she mean, finish up?” The girl piped loudly, looking irritated at the way the older woman had patted her head. She began to inch away from Booker. “And what the fuck is wrong with your teeth?? This is getting weird, I’m just gonna-..”
“Oh hold on, love, I can’t let you go just yet,” he cooed, his grip like steel and his voice like honey. He gave her another intimate squeeze and sneered at the conflicted look that passed over her face as she simultaneously turned her head away but also melted against his chest. “That’s right..” he hummed with his deep voice, tilting her chin up high, “I’ll make you feel good..”
There was really no point in staying any longer. Mila took one last look around the club as she tucked her cell phone away and made to stand up.
An approaching figure made her stop dead in her tracks. No, make that two. A woman with a feral look on her face and a man who was just getting up from a table. It looked like he’d left a third person slumped sideways on the seat…
And then she recognized them. How could she not? They were two old companions she’d spent years and years with, only a few several decades ago. Booker and Lisette. Mila felt an unpleasant chill down her spine. Their three-way alliance had never been entirely comfortable. The two American Southerners had already been very close by the time she’d stumbled across them. Mila had the feeling that their loyalty to each other was stronger than anything they might have ever felt towards her. She’d left them easily enough, with some made-up excuse about tracking down an old mate. She wasn’t eager to see them again, and they probably knew it.
"Well I’ll be."
Lisette had arrived first and was raking her eyes over Mila in a way that set her teeth on edge. She remembered her as being viciously playful. Mila caught the territorial edge in her voice and was well aware of her sharpened teeth. Her own had also become like daggers in reaction.
“Look at what the cat dragged in.”
“Lisette, you look just as stunning as the day I left,” Mila replied with a stiff smile, her body tense. She looked back at the other vampire with just as much intensity. Booker had arrived at this point and was leaning against the table on her other side, making it difficult for her to stand up now without having to ask one of them to move. The tension in the air was palpable.
“What about me?” Booker asked pretending to look hurt. He was licking blood off his fingertips as he spoke, a mischievous glint in his eye as he raised his eyebrows suggestively. Mila had never liked his slimy charm.
“You missed a spot there,” she said flatly, pointing to her own lip.
Booker laughed heartily and wiped his mouth clean, his teeth flashing…which wasn’t an accident. “I’ve missed you, you know. I really have. Hasn’t been the same since you left us, has it, Lisette?”
They looked strong. Radiant. They probably never went more than 24 hours without having their fill. They stood in such stark contrast to Mila at the moment, who was very clearly famished. It wounded her pride a little to be caught hungry like this. It was a sign of weakness; made it look like she had trouble catching her meals. She knew these two would know differently, that she wasn’t someone to trifle with. Still, Mila was suddenly self-conscious of her black pupils and strained expression. She lifted her chin a little higher, as if to dare them to make a comment about it. Of course, she knew that wouldn’t stop them.
"I'd love to stay to chat.." she said carefully, leaving the end of her sentence hanging. "..I'm sure you two have plans tonight.."
Yeah Silence of the Lambs was really good. The only thing is - have you seen the movie Joe Dirt? xD - I started laughing when I saw the guy who made skin outfits, because I'd seen him parodied so much without actually knowing he was in the movie. Not the appropriate reaction xD But I still really enjoyed the whole thing. Not ever going to help anyone unload their car, even if they're crippled, of course, but that's probably a good rule to live by anyway.
Aw, cat cuddling! :D I wish I had a cat. We have Pumpkin, an orange tabby who lives here at my parents' house, but I don't have any pets where I live :{ At least not yet! Pumpkin's cute because he acts more like a dog than a cat lol. He's an indoor/outdoor cat and he always comes running up to us when gets home, if we've all been away for awhile. He begs for food and always has to be in the room with the most people, he's so social.
It is kind of a rush isn't it?? I might have enjoyed it too much.
This summer I'm gonna make it a point to catch up on all these scary classics. I'll watch one tonight too, which one should it be? Start me off on the LEAST disturbing one, por favor.
Aw, cat cuddling! :D I wish I had a cat. We have Pumpkin, an orange tabby who lives here at my parents' house, but I don't have any pets where I live :{ At least not yet! Pumpkin's cute because he acts more like a dog than a cat lol. He's an indoor/outdoor cat and he always comes running up to us when gets home, if we've all been away for awhile. He begs for food and always has to be in the room with the most people, he's so social.
It is kind of a rush isn't it?? I might have enjoyed it too much.
This summer I'm gonna make it a point to catch up on all these scary classics. I'll watch one tonight too, which one should it be? Start me off on the LEAST disturbing one, por favor.
“A-ah, wait, not so rough..”
“You’re enjoying it though, aren’t you.”
“..Y-yeah..”
“Do you like when I do this?”
Booker’s sharp senses made him suddenly aware of someone approaching and he glanced over to see Lisette sauntering towards them. His eyes lit up as they met hers, and he held her gaze as he continued to scrape his teeth teasingly against the whimpering girl’s neck.
”Didn’t your mother ever tell you not to play with your food?”
Booker gave Lisette a sly wink as he ran his tongue over the girl’s taut skin. “I’d offer you some, but it looks like you’ve already had your appetizer,” he replied, pausing as his companion touched the girl’s hair. He watched as his prey turned her head to look at the female vampire in wide-eyed fascination. His eyebrows quirked in amusement and he put his lips to her ear as she continued to stare. “You’re attracted to her?” he teased. Booker made a clicking sound with his tongue in mock irritation and redirected her attention back to himself with a finger under her chin. “I’m jealous.” He went back to work on her neck as he listened to Lisette complain about the recent lack of challenge.
"Let's do something fun."
He had to agree; their evenings had become too predictable lately. All his recent meals had quite literally fallen into his lap. And they both knew that easy pickings were not nearly as satisfying. They needed that little extra zest – the thrill of capture.
“Well, I’d be up for an old-fashioned street hunt, if you are,” he murmured against skin. Prowling the streets at night was sometimes a welcome change of pace to the nightclub scene. There was more risk involved, more energy exerted, more actual chasing. More skill too, like finding creative ways to approach their victims or lure them to a more secluded area. Sometimes they made it a game to see who could get the most in a single night. Other times they went in on one target together and laughed to see the poor soul struggle between the two of them.
That thought made Booker suddenly ravenous. He opened his mouth to finally sink his teeth in…when something distracted him for the second time. It was a figure, out of the corner of his eye. A tall, slender woman with dark hair was lurking in the shadows of another table not too far away. He suddenly realized that she’d probably been there longer than he’d noticed…which was impossible… And then he became very still.
“Lisette,” he drawled smoothly, shushing the girl on his lap who wanted to know why he’d stopped. “You wanted excitement.” He tilted his head in the direction of the mysterious woman. “I think we might have our hands full tonight.”
Three days. She still hadn’t eaten.
And it wasn’t for lack of food; She was surrounded by morsels who practically fell at her feet whenever she walked through the door. So far she’d played with a few, but had eventually left every one of them high and dry, without so much as a scratch.
Mila crossed and re-crossed her legs again as she continued to scan the crowd with an uninterested look on her face. She’d wanted a distraction, but when it came down to it, she had no desire for any of these easy souls. The ache to feed was as strong as ever, but it was like she was looking at a buffet and was seeing nothing that appealed to her. As usual, her features had become increasingly striking the longer she waited. She could beckon someone over to her with just a look – she’d done it twice already that night before sending them away. Her eyes were almost frighteningly dark. She would have looked hungry even to the human eye, if any had been brave enough to linger on her without nervously glancing away.
Even as she studied the mass of bodies swaying together on the dance floor, her thoughts were some place far away. She thought about another kind of dance hall in another day and age, when the men wore waistcoats and buckles on their shoes and the women wore dresses that ballooned out from their hips. She remembered sitting in the shadows as she did now, looking across the sea of powdered wigs and catching the eye of some pretty girl. She’d made her blush with her unblinking stare. Suddenly the girl had Charlie’s face.
A colored light flashed over the vampire and she snapped out of her reverie. With a distracted sigh, she ran a hand through her hair and closed her eyes. This wasn’t where she wanted to be right now. She just wasn’t in the mood.
“You’re enjoying it though, aren’t you.”
“..Y-yeah..”
“Do you like when I do this?”
Booker’s sharp senses made him suddenly aware of someone approaching and he glanced over to see Lisette sauntering towards them. His eyes lit up as they met hers, and he held her gaze as he continued to scrape his teeth teasingly against the whimpering girl’s neck.
”Didn’t your mother ever tell you not to play with your food?”
Booker gave Lisette a sly wink as he ran his tongue over the girl’s taut skin. “I’d offer you some, but it looks like you’ve already had your appetizer,” he replied, pausing as his companion touched the girl’s hair. He watched as his prey turned her head to look at the female vampire in wide-eyed fascination. His eyebrows quirked in amusement and he put his lips to her ear as she continued to stare. “You’re attracted to her?” he teased. Booker made a clicking sound with his tongue in mock irritation and redirected her attention back to himself with a finger under her chin. “I’m jealous.” He went back to work on her neck as he listened to Lisette complain about the recent lack of challenge.
"Let's do something fun."
He had to agree; their evenings had become too predictable lately. All his recent meals had quite literally fallen into his lap. And they both knew that easy pickings were not nearly as satisfying. They needed that little extra zest – the thrill of capture.
“Well, I’d be up for an old-fashioned street hunt, if you are,” he murmured against skin. Prowling the streets at night was sometimes a welcome change of pace to the nightclub scene. There was more risk involved, more energy exerted, more actual chasing. More skill too, like finding creative ways to approach their victims or lure them to a more secluded area. Sometimes they made it a game to see who could get the most in a single night. Other times they went in on one target together and laughed to see the poor soul struggle between the two of them.
That thought made Booker suddenly ravenous. He opened his mouth to finally sink his teeth in…when something distracted him for the second time. It was a figure, out of the corner of his eye. A tall, slender woman with dark hair was lurking in the shadows of another table not too far away. He suddenly realized that she’d probably been there longer than he’d noticed…which was impossible… And then he became very still.
“Lisette,” he drawled smoothly, shushing the girl on his lap who wanted to know why he’d stopped. “You wanted excitement.” He tilted his head in the direction of the mysterious woman. “I think we might have our hands full tonight.”
Three days. She still hadn’t eaten.
And it wasn’t for lack of food; She was surrounded by morsels who practically fell at her feet whenever she walked through the door. So far she’d played with a few, but had eventually left every one of them high and dry, without so much as a scratch.
Mila crossed and re-crossed her legs again as she continued to scan the crowd with an uninterested look on her face. She’d wanted a distraction, but when it came down to it, she had no desire for any of these easy souls. The ache to feed was as strong as ever, but it was like she was looking at a buffet and was seeing nothing that appealed to her. As usual, her features had become increasingly striking the longer she waited. She could beckon someone over to her with just a look – she’d done it twice already that night before sending them away. Her eyes were almost frighteningly dark. She would have looked hungry even to the human eye, if any had been brave enough to linger on her without nervously glancing away.
Even as she studied the mass of bodies swaying together on the dance floor, her thoughts were some place far away. She thought about another kind of dance hall in another day and age, when the men wore waistcoats and buckles on their shoes and the women wore dresses that ballooned out from their hips. She remembered sitting in the shadows as she did now, looking across the sea of powdered wigs and catching the eye of some pretty girl. She’d made her blush with her unblinking stare. Suddenly the girl had Charlie’s face.
A colored light flashed over the vampire and she snapped out of her reverie. With a distracted sigh, she ran a hand through her hair and closed her eyes. This wasn’t where she wanted to be right now. She just wasn’t in the mood.
Hm, that is true, good point xD Scary movies and cuddling go hand in hand for me. ..unless I'm watching it alone (ha, never happens except when I watched Silence of the Lambs by myself), or unless it would be totally inappropriate for me cling to the person next to me xD That's why you've got to set yourself up beforehand with someone who won't care if you happen to cut off circulation to their arm because you need it to help hide your face from scariness.
Chainsaws, omg! I've never been in a haunted house or anything with those. I'd probably just die xD But lol, that's awesome that you got to work in the corn maze. The haunted house I was in was for school. There was a guide that led people through the the rooms and hallways, and my job was to stand quietly in a corner while everyone passed by and then the guide would shine the light on me suddenly and I'd scream and then I'd have to try not to laugh because people really freaked out hahahaha >D I was waaay too into it. It was even better when I recognized people heh heh. My face had makeup, black around the eyes and stuff so no one recognized me until I told them later. I much preferred to be the one scaring than to get scared lol.
Oh man, I better cherish it while I still can then xD Yeah, I think I've heard someone else say the same thing, which is that the plot is really what helps make them classics. Those are just a few classics I haven't seen though. The Shining, Psycho, some others probably lol xD Just add them to the list.
Chainsaws, omg! I've never been in a haunted house or anything with those. I'd probably just die xD But lol, that's awesome that you got to work in the corn maze. The haunted house I was in was for school. There was a guide that led people through the the rooms and hallways, and my job was to stand quietly in a corner while everyone passed by and then the guide would shine the light on me suddenly and I'd scream and then I'd have to try not to laugh because people really freaked out hahahaha >D I was waaay too into it. It was even better when I recognized people heh heh. My face had makeup, black around the eyes and stuff so no one recognized me until I told them later. I much preferred to be the one scaring than to get scared lol.
Oh man, I better cherish it while I still can then xD Yeah, I think I've heard someone else say the same thing, which is that the plot is really what helps make them classics. Those are just a few classics I haven't seen though. The Shining, Psycho, some others probably lol xD Just add them to the list.
Oh I LOVED your introduction of Lisette. She's absolutely perfect.
Haha, sorry, yeah those things freak me out too x) I'm not really sure how to classify Disturbia, since it's not horror, but it's not a psychological thriller either. I think I'd say it's just a thriller x) It's not bad, you should watch it sometime when you're bored and need a scare. It does have some of those realistic scary things in it though, so..
Heh, I guess we will. We'll never really know x') But you do watch more scary movies than I do, so maybe you get more cuddle practice than I do xD
Oh wow, that's cool! I'd love to stay at place like that, as long as I'm not alone lol.
Haha, aw you act all tough beforehand huh? xD I'd tease you too then. I'm usually bribed to go haunted houses, haunted woods, that kind of stuff. I've never been to a haunted corn maze before! Sounds extra creepy. I have worked in a haunted house once before when I was i high school, which was great >D heh heh.
I'm not going to be able to sleep at night by the time you're done with me. And oh great, I was afraid of that xD Which is scarier, Ringu or the Grudge?
Haha, sorry, yeah those things freak me out too x) I'm not really sure how to classify Disturbia, since it's not horror, but it's not a psychological thriller either. I think I'd say it's just a thriller x) It's not bad, you should watch it sometime when you're bored and need a scare. It does have some of those realistic scary things in it though, so..
Heh, I guess we will. We'll never really know x') But you do watch more scary movies than I do, so maybe you get more cuddle practice than I do xD
Oh wow, that's cool! I'd love to stay at place like that, as long as I'm not alone lol.
Haha, aw you act all tough beforehand huh? xD I'd tease you too then. I'm usually bribed to go haunted houses, haunted woods, that kind of stuff. I've never been to a haunted corn maze before! Sounds extra creepy. I have worked in a haunted house once before when I was i high school, which was great >D heh heh.
I'm not going to be able to sleep at night by the time you're done with me. And oh great, I was afraid of that xD Which is scarier, Ringu or the Grudge?
Haha, that reminds me of being a little kid and sprinting like hell back to my room at night after making a trip to the bathroom xD
Yeah!! It's the stuff that you could imagine actually happening in real life that is the most terrifying. Things like a stranger breaks into your house, or stalks you at night, or smuggles you into the back of a van.. D: One movie I liked that you might not really consider scary at all was that Disturbia movie with Shia LaBeouf. That one was fun x) And just the right amount of terrifying for a wimp like me. All this scary movie talk makes me want to watch it again haha.
Oh ho, the cuddle master, eh?? Well, I think I'll have to challenge your title, since I'm pretty much a pro myself >x)
Wait.. I changed my mind, I wanna hang out with you guys xD I don't know if I'd want to live in a haunted house, but I do think it would be kind of fun to stay in like a haunted hotel or something for a few nights, with someone else.
Haha aww, how cute~ xD You must love walking through haunted houses anyway right? My friends don't tease me because they're all doing the same thing. It's like we just shuffle around each other constantly haha.
Eeep! uh no I haven't... is that bad? xD Never seen the Ring, never read Stephen King, what have I been doing all this time?? XD By "much better" do you mean "much more terrifying"?
Yeah!! It's the stuff that you could imagine actually happening in real life that is the most terrifying. Things like a stranger breaks into your house, or stalks you at night, or smuggles you into the back of a van.. D: One movie I liked that you might not really consider scary at all was that Disturbia movie with Shia LaBeouf. That one was fun x) And just the right amount of terrifying for a wimp like me. All this scary movie talk makes me want to watch it again haha.
Oh ho, the cuddle master, eh?? Well, I think I'll have to challenge your title, since I'm pretty much a pro myself >x)
Wait.. I changed my mind, I wanna hang out with you guys xD I don't know if I'd want to live in a haunted house, but I do think it would be kind of fun to stay in like a haunted hotel or something for a few nights, with someone else.
Haha aww, how cute~ xD You must love walking through haunted houses anyway right? My friends don't tease me because they're all doing the same thing. It's like we just shuffle around each other constantly haha.
Eeep! uh no I haven't... is that bad? xD Never seen the Ring, never read Stephen King, what have I been doing all this time?? XD By "much better" do you mean "much more terrifying"?
The female ghost haunts a room upstairs that I go in by myself, at night, all of the time, I've started locking myself in because the small storage room that is attached to it is super creeptastic.
D: !!! why why why would you do that???
Oh, Have You Checked the Children sounds like a fantastic move to watch right before you babysit DX I think I might have seen The Uninvited actually with a group of friends! Or at least something like it. It had Liv Tyler in it and it she and her boyfriend get terrorized by some psychos in masks. It was fun to watch it with a lot of other people around haha xD And what you said about using scary movies as an excuse to cuddle is so true ;)
But yeah, she lives by herself and has never had a problem. She's always having people over it seems, or visiting grandkids somewhere else though, so I think she doesn't mind it. She talks about the ghost like it's hilarious but also kind of real. Yeah, you two would get along great xD I'll be over here, in the bright light, behind this locked door.
I spent the night again because I was feeling brave after my dad had been there and he really had me convinced that I must have opened the door and not realized. Which I really wanted to believe anyway, because that was less scary. I don't think I did leave it open though, looking back. Plus my dad was making me feel like I was being silly! Dad D< haha xD So I guess I'm a chicken. I am the friend who uses her other friends as human meat shields when we go through a haunted house.
Yep, I'm doing a ghost rp over a thread called Shackled Fate. It's also kind of a romance. Creepy Japanese horror huh? I've never seen the Ring, but I feel like it's such a classic that I probably need to :( Just let me find a cuddle buddy first xD
D: !!! why why why would you do that???
Oh, Have You Checked the Children sounds like a fantastic move to watch right before you babysit DX I think I might have seen The Uninvited actually with a group of friends! Or at least something like it. It had Liv Tyler in it and it she and her boyfriend get terrorized by some psychos in masks. It was fun to watch it with a lot of other people around haha xD And what you said about using scary movies as an excuse to cuddle is so true ;)
But yeah, she lives by herself and has never had a problem. She's always having people over it seems, or visiting grandkids somewhere else though, so I think she doesn't mind it. She talks about the ghost like it's hilarious but also kind of real. Yeah, you two would get along great xD I'll be over here, in the bright light, behind this locked door.
I spent the night again because I was feeling brave after my dad had been there and he really had me convinced that I must have opened the door and not realized. Which I really wanted to believe anyway, because that was less scary. I don't think I did leave it open though, looking back. Plus my dad was making me feel like I was being silly! Dad D< haha xD So I guess I'm a chicken. I am the friend who uses her other friends as human meat shields when we go through a haunted house.
Yep, I'm doing a ghost rp over a thread called Shackled Fate. It's also kind of a romance. Creepy Japanese horror huh? I've never seen the Ring, but I feel like it's such a classic that I probably need to :( Just let me find a cuddle buddy first xD
Hey thanks! :D
Haha! Yes please do! xD I'd love to hear them.
Omg, how can you spend the night there after all that?? I guess you do have other people there with you so that makes it better right? Uh and if I saw some random guy walking around I would not try to go talk to him, now way, nuh uh.
*lights a candle* Ok...here's the story x) It's actually a house sitting story, so it's just me and this big creepy house, plus a bunch of pets I was taking care of. So when I was in high school one of my mom's friends would constantly talk about how all these teenagers she would ask to house sit for her would complain that weird stuff kept happening to them at night and how she had trouble getting anyone to watch her house more than once. I didn't really think anything of it, because I thought either they were just messing around or she was. Anyway, one day she asked me to watch the house for a week while she was out of town. She wanted me to walk the dog, feed the cats, get the mail, all that stuff. I also had to feed the chickens and collect their eggs every couple days (which was its own terrifying adventure because they tried to peck my fingers off xD). Anyway, she lived on a pretty sizable piece of land surrounded by woods. She'd had problems in the past with finding evidence that homeless people had been living on her land, but she'd never had any break-ins or anything. Her house has one big glass wall that is gorgeous in the daytime but scary as hell when it gets dark because you can't cover it. So as soon as the sun went down and I'd finished walking the dog, I would avoid going into the living room at all costs and hang out in the basement instead, where she had a spare room made up for me. But one night I could hear the cat upstairs meowing to be let in the sliding glass door in the living room. So I reluctantly went upstairs and let the cat in and then closed and locked the door. The next morning morning I go upstairs and find the sliding door that I swear to god I locked, partially open. Basically I lost my shit and left immediately to go tell my mom (xD) and she was like oh no, we'll have your dad check it out! So he did and of course everything was totally normal and he was like, maybe you accidentally left it open? And by that point I was starting to doubt myself. Anyway, I ended up sleeping there again that night and things got weird again the next day. It was sometime in the afternoon and I had been laying out by their pool, kind of dozing in and out. I decided to go inside and make lunch, but as I got to the door I could hear that the tv was on inside! It was the middle of the day and I wasn't freaked out or anything, I legitimately thought that I must have gotten the dates wrong, or she had come home early and hadn't wanted to wake me up or something. So I go inside and I'm saying things like, hello?? Are you home already?? And the tv is SUPER loud and I thought that was weird and when I got to the living room I saw that it was empty. Just the tv playing loudly to an empty room. I about had another heart attack, convinced this time that there was definitely someone else in the house. I left again, after I turned the tv off, and did NOT stay again that night. But it was ok, because she came home the next day and I told her what happened and she was like, yeah that's the ghost. D:
But I don't think this is really a ghost story so much as it's a story about how I was probably almost murdered. xD But something was doing all those things, and there was never any evidence that another person was in the house. Good god, you cannot pay me enough to watch her house again. ...Well, maybe a certain amount could convince me, but only if someone else spent the night with me!
Oh btw, now that it's daylight and the sun is shining, I watched the trailer with the sound on and it actually does look good xD It'd be fun to do a role play with story like that. I'm actually doing a ghost rp right now.
Haha! Yes please do! xD I'd love to hear them.
Omg, how can you spend the night there after all that?? I guess you do have other people there with you so that makes it better right? Uh and if I saw some random guy walking around I would not try to go talk to him, now way, nuh uh.
*lights a candle* Ok...here's the story x) It's actually a house sitting story, so it's just me and this big creepy house, plus a bunch of pets I was taking care of. So when I was in high school one of my mom's friends would constantly talk about how all these teenagers she would ask to house sit for her would complain that weird stuff kept happening to them at night and how she had trouble getting anyone to watch her house more than once. I didn't really think anything of it, because I thought either they were just messing around or she was. Anyway, one day she asked me to watch the house for a week while she was out of town. She wanted me to walk the dog, feed the cats, get the mail, all that stuff. I also had to feed the chickens and collect their eggs every couple days (which was its own terrifying adventure because they tried to peck my fingers off xD). Anyway, she lived on a pretty sizable piece of land surrounded by woods. She'd had problems in the past with finding evidence that homeless people had been living on her land, but she'd never had any break-ins or anything. Her house has one big glass wall that is gorgeous in the daytime but scary as hell when it gets dark because you can't cover it. So as soon as the sun went down and I'd finished walking the dog, I would avoid going into the living room at all costs and hang out in the basement instead, where she had a spare room made up for me. But one night I could hear the cat upstairs meowing to be let in the sliding glass door in the living room. So I reluctantly went upstairs and let the cat in and then closed and locked the door. The next morning morning I go upstairs and find the sliding door that I swear to god I locked, partially open. Basically I lost my shit and left immediately to go tell my mom (xD) and she was like oh no, we'll have your dad check it out! So he did and of course everything was totally normal and he was like, maybe you accidentally left it open? And by that point I was starting to doubt myself. Anyway, I ended up sleeping there again that night and things got weird again the next day. It was sometime in the afternoon and I had been laying out by their pool, kind of dozing in and out. I decided to go inside and make lunch, but as I got to the door I could hear that the tv was on inside! It was the middle of the day and I wasn't freaked out or anything, I legitimately thought that I must have gotten the dates wrong, or she had come home early and hadn't wanted to wake me up or something. So I go inside and I'm saying things like, hello?? Are you home already?? And the tv is SUPER loud and I thought that was weird and when I got to the living room I saw that it was empty. Just the tv playing loudly to an empty room. I about had another heart attack, convinced this time that there was definitely someone else in the house. I left again, after I turned the tv off, and did NOT stay again that night. But it was ok, because she came home the next day and I told her what happened and she was like, yeah that's the ghost. D:
But I don't think this is really a ghost story so much as it's a story about how I was probably almost murdered. xD But something was doing all those things, and there was never any evidence that another person was in the house. Good god, you cannot pay me enough to watch her house again. ...Well, maybe a certain amount could convince me, but only if someone else spent the night with me!
Oh btw, now that it's daylight and the sun is shining, I watched the trailer with the sound on and it actually does look good xD It'd be fun to do a role play with story like that. I'm actually doing a ghost rp right now.
’You’re alone.’ She’d regretted saying those words as soon as she saw the defeated look on Charlie’s face. Mila watched her fall onto her side and curl up into a ball, as if she could somehow make herself disappear. The motion made the blanket slip away from her angular shoulders. If only Mila could have crossed the short distance between them to tuck the blanket snuggly around her. She knew Charlie would have flinched away from her, at best. She ached to do it anyway; the girl was so chilled that her teeth were chattering. But she also knew it was better not to do anything that would agitate her and prevent her from drifting into the heavy sleep that Mila could see coming in her eyes. Charlie needed sleep more than anything.
Clearly she’d hit a nerve by mentioning Char’s family. Needless to say, she hadn’t pressed for details. If things had been different, she might have asked why she was all alone in this lonely apartment. Where were the parents and siblings who surely must have cared for her. Where were the friends and love interests who should have flocked to her charming, personable demeanor. Something kept them away. Or kept her away. Maybe Charlie was more like her than she could have guessed at first glance. Ever surrounded by people, but always separate from them. ’Someday you’ll cross paths with someone who will recognize you for what you are,’ she thought to herself. ’You won’t always be alone.’
To hear Charlie so readily agree that Mila should leave was painful, but not unexpected.
"Yes. That's a good idea."
Mila didn’t offer a reply. And anyway, she could see that Charlie’s eyes were already closed. Her voice was just a soft sigh on her lips.
"You should leave, I won't tell."
It wouldn’t matter if she did. The wounds on her neck would be healed by the time she woke up. With those gone, there’d be no evidence that Mila had laid a finger on her. It would be safe then to let her contact anyone she liked. It was like she said, no other human would believe her story anyway. Mila had left people like this before – waiting for them to drift into a heavy sleep before skipping town. She only had to do that when they’d been conscious, or when she’d been too rough and had gone too far… That had happened often in the early days, but very rarely now. In any case, letting the surviving ones go free had never brought her any trouble in the past. This time would be no different.
The tension in the air gradually subsided as Charlie slipped into unconsciousness. Mila could hear the light, even sound of her breathing, could see that her body had completely relaxed into the couch cushions. The vampire rose quietly from her seat and moved to stand over her. Charlie looked perfectly at ease now with the glare smoothed away from her features and her lips slightly parted. Mila brushed a few fallen strands of hair from her eyes and tucked them behind her ear, her fingertips lingering on the girl’s cheek before she pulled away. She wrapped the blanket around her shivering shoulders, hating the fact that her close proximity would do nothing but make her colder. With the blanket pulled all the way up to Charlie’s chin, Mila bent to scoop her up, one arm under her shoulders, the other under her knees. Her head rested heavily against Mila’s chest. The vampire marveled at how light she was as she moved carefully down the hall to the bedroom.
Soon she had her tucked into bed, her pale cheek on a pillow, more blankets draped over her body. Mila sat at the edge of her bed for a little while longer until she was satisfied that Charlie’s breathing was becoming stronger and that her wounds were healing as they should. Finally, with no other excuse to delay, she stood up and moved to the doorway.
“I wish I had met you under different circumstances,” she whispered to the empty air, hesitating halfway through the door. She took one last look at Charlie’s sleeping form and then she quietly left to go fetch her things.
It didn’t take long for her to gather her belongings. After she’d tidied up the living room and put the wine glasses away, it was like she was never there. All that was left was to put Charlie’s phone back where she’d found it on the island counter. With everything done now, she headed to the front door. But something there caught her eye and made her pause. It was Charlie’s scarf hanging in the entryway, the one she’d been wearing that first night. Mila touched the ends of it lightly. Like everything else in the apartment, it had the girl’s scent. On an impulse, she pulled it off its hook and wrapped it around her own neck. She found the spare key that Charlie had loaned her and hung that in its place.
And then she was gone, driving down the empty city streets with everything thing she owned in the backseat. On the move again, as always. Nothing had changed. Except that now she’d been made self-conscious again of her own monstrous nature. She needed a distraction. Something she could lose herself in and get back to the way things were before. She wasn’t hungry yet, but she would be eventually. She’d go back to her old hunting grounds, familiar territory. Find some young thing that would throw herself at her willingly…
“You think you can just sweet talk me for a while and I’ll throw myself at you?”
“No need for that, sweetheart, I’ve already got you.”
The woman on Booker’s lap giggled loudly as he as gave her side a squeeze and nuzzled his scruffy chin against her neck. She was wearing a heavy perfume and sweet smelling hair product, but all the vampire’s senses were focused on the throbbing vein under his lips as he kissed her above her collarbone. His hand snaked over her bare thigh to dip under the hemline of her short skirt. She shrieked and playfully pushed him away, turning the shove into a caress over his chest and shoulders. Their sounds were almost drowned out in the loud pulsating music that filled the nightclub. They were sitting on plush leather seats in some dark corner of the room. Colored lights flashed over the woman every now and again, giving Booker a glimpse of her half-lidded eyes that were gazing at him intently.
He certainly did have her now. He could probably whisper what he planned to do and she’d still be fawning over him. The wonderful thing about clubs like this – apart from the fact that they were filled with desperate people – was that he could have her right now without anyone noticing. His teeth had already become sharp as he growled against the skin of her neck and become more and more rough with hands. The breathy moans in his ear only egged him on.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, he was curious about what kind of mischief Lisette was getting into, and whether or not he should be saving some thirst for later. They didn’t always tag team their prey, but it was a fun way to mix things up. And he was sure she couldn’t be too far away…
Clearly she’d hit a nerve by mentioning Char’s family. Needless to say, she hadn’t pressed for details. If things had been different, she might have asked why she was all alone in this lonely apartment. Where were the parents and siblings who surely must have cared for her. Where were the friends and love interests who should have flocked to her charming, personable demeanor. Something kept them away. Or kept her away. Maybe Charlie was more like her than she could have guessed at first glance. Ever surrounded by people, but always separate from them. ’Someday you’ll cross paths with someone who will recognize you for what you are,’ she thought to herself. ’You won’t always be alone.’
To hear Charlie so readily agree that Mila should leave was painful, but not unexpected.
"Yes. That's a good idea."
Mila didn’t offer a reply. And anyway, she could see that Charlie’s eyes were already closed. Her voice was just a soft sigh on her lips.
"You should leave, I won't tell."
It wouldn’t matter if she did. The wounds on her neck would be healed by the time she woke up. With those gone, there’d be no evidence that Mila had laid a finger on her. It would be safe then to let her contact anyone she liked. It was like she said, no other human would believe her story anyway. Mila had left people like this before – waiting for them to drift into a heavy sleep before skipping town. She only had to do that when they’d been conscious, or when she’d been too rough and had gone too far… That had happened often in the early days, but very rarely now. In any case, letting the surviving ones go free had never brought her any trouble in the past. This time would be no different.
The tension in the air gradually subsided as Charlie slipped into unconsciousness. Mila could hear the light, even sound of her breathing, could see that her body had completely relaxed into the couch cushions. The vampire rose quietly from her seat and moved to stand over her. Charlie looked perfectly at ease now with the glare smoothed away from her features and her lips slightly parted. Mila brushed a few fallen strands of hair from her eyes and tucked them behind her ear, her fingertips lingering on the girl’s cheek before she pulled away. She wrapped the blanket around her shivering shoulders, hating the fact that her close proximity would do nothing but make her colder. With the blanket pulled all the way up to Charlie’s chin, Mila bent to scoop her up, one arm under her shoulders, the other under her knees. Her head rested heavily against Mila’s chest. The vampire marveled at how light she was as she moved carefully down the hall to the bedroom.
Soon she had her tucked into bed, her pale cheek on a pillow, more blankets draped over her body. Mila sat at the edge of her bed for a little while longer until she was satisfied that Charlie’s breathing was becoming stronger and that her wounds were healing as they should. Finally, with no other excuse to delay, she stood up and moved to the doorway.
“I wish I had met you under different circumstances,” she whispered to the empty air, hesitating halfway through the door. She took one last look at Charlie’s sleeping form and then she quietly left to go fetch her things.
It didn’t take long for her to gather her belongings. After she’d tidied up the living room and put the wine glasses away, it was like she was never there. All that was left was to put Charlie’s phone back where she’d found it on the island counter. With everything done now, she headed to the front door. But something there caught her eye and made her pause. It was Charlie’s scarf hanging in the entryway, the one she’d been wearing that first night. Mila touched the ends of it lightly. Like everything else in the apartment, it had the girl’s scent. On an impulse, she pulled it off its hook and wrapped it around her own neck. She found the spare key that Charlie had loaned her and hung that in its place.
And then she was gone, driving down the empty city streets with everything thing she owned in the backseat. On the move again, as always. Nothing had changed. Except that now she’d been made self-conscious again of her own monstrous nature. She needed a distraction. Something she could lose herself in and get back to the way things were before. She wasn’t hungry yet, but she would be eventually. She’d go back to her old hunting grounds, familiar territory. Find some young thing that would throw herself at her willingly…
“You think you can just sweet talk me for a while and I’ll throw myself at you?”
“No need for that, sweetheart, I’ve already got you.”
The woman on Booker’s lap giggled loudly as he as gave her side a squeeze and nuzzled his scruffy chin against her neck. She was wearing a heavy perfume and sweet smelling hair product, but all the vampire’s senses were focused on the throbbing vein under his lips as he kissed her above her collarbone. His hand snaked over her bare thigh to dip under the hemline of her short skirt. She shrieked and playfully pushed him away, turning the shove into a caress over his chest and shoulders. Their sounds were almost drowned out in the loud pulsating music that filled the nightclub. They were sitting on plush leather seats in some dark corner of the room. Colored lights flashed over the woman every now and again, giving Booker a glimpse of her half-lidded eyes that were gazing at him intently.
He certainly did have her now. He could probably whisper what he planned to do and she’d still be fawning over him. The wonderful thing about clubs like this – apart from the fact that they were filled with desperate people – was that he could have her right now without anyone noticing. His teeth had already become sharp as he growled against the skin of her neck and become more and more rough with hands. The breathy moans in his ear only egged him on.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, he was curious about what kind of mischief Lisette was getting into, and whether or not he should be saving some thirst for later. They didn’t always tag team their prey, but it was a fun way to mix things up. And he was sure she couldn’t be too far away…
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