Post by Scarlett Wood on May 6, 2007 9:01:11 GMT -5
Crimson orbs peered out through the cascading darkness as he emerged from the shadows, his pale hands outstretched before him as he lured his prey into his dark embrace. The moon hung high within the heavens, its tranquil glow radiating down to the world beneath it and reflecting off of his pale skin as he beckoned the woman into his arms. She was beautiful. She was dressed in a tight fitting dress which accentuated her perfect curves, different articles of jewelry scattered about her being. She stood fairly tall, perfect black hair flowing down and around her shoulders, as if framing her perfect face; eyes, nose and mouth. None of these aspects were flawed in any way. Not too big, nor too small, not crooked, nor offset. It was as though she had been favored by some form of deity; which ever preferred, in every single way…
However it was what was in her eyes that had interested Raymond. He had encountered many flawless women in his one hundred ten years of life, so that little fact had not drawn out his interests so much. What had drawn Raymond to this woman was the distraught, hopeless expression she held in those dull blue orbs of hers. She was near perfection, but despite that, the look in her eyes showed just how much she detested her existence. It was truly miraculous the things one noticed about another when they just took the time to look.
His arms closed around her waist as she rested her head on his shoulder. Her pained eyes stared off into the darkness, though they were attracted by nothing. She was in a trance-like state that Raymond had placed upon her. She did not object or resist his touch in any way, and Raymond raised his pale hand to her face, running his fingertips along her tanned cheek as her arms moved around him. His other hand moved to pull back her hair, exposing her beautiful neck. He bit his lower lip in anticipation as she held onto him. Her pulse echoed in his mind as he gazed at his target. He could feel it. He could hear it. The blood which flowed through her veins by the constant, rhythmic contractions of her broken heart. He leaned forward, pressing himself into her bared neck as she voluntarily leaned her head off to the side. His cool lips kissed her, nipped at her, and finally bit her.
His fangs plunged into her fragile flesh, piercing her jugular and eagerly swallowing the metallic tasting substance as it freely flowed into his mouth. The woman didn’t flinch. She didn’t react at all for that matter. She remained silent and docile; her head perched on his shoulder as he continued to feed on her. He greedily consumed the woman’s blood, her plasma, her life. Her grip around his waist weakened as he gorged on her blood like a gluttonous beast, and finally there was nothing left of her grip at all. Her hands dropped limply to her sides and her knees buckled, standing only due to the powerful grip Raymond’s single arm still held around her slender waist. He released her once he finished draining her of a majority of her blood, her body falling to the dirtied ground beneath them.
Now, as she lay dead before him, her perfection did not falter or waver in the least. The healthy peach color she held in her cheeks faded away until her tone matched that of Raymond’s paper white complexion. She was like a porcelain doll, and now, within those dead eyes, all feelings of grief and sorrow evaporated. Of course, he had not killed the girl out of pity. What was once his heart had died long ago, and any such feelings along with it. He was a predator now. No more, no less.
Raymond emerged from the alleyway, the bright streetlights stinging his sensitive eyes. He cursed under his breath, so high from the rush of the hunt that he didn’t ready himself for the momentary shock. He sighed, raising his hands and rubbing his eyes in irritation until the stinging sensation subsided. The body remained deep in the alleyway, hidden amongst the garbage and shadows. With that, he turned and sauntered up the walkway, fully intending on heading back to Valmont Manor.
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Notes
-Play-By-Post RPG
-Rated PG-13/R for language, alcohol abuse, vampiric horror, sex, etc.
-Opened April 15th, 2007
-Advanced Roleplay [3 paragraph, 15 sentences, minimum]
-Vampires, Humans, and Werewolves welcomed