Skylar
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Vampire/Vampire Hunter
It seems what's left of my human side, is slowly changing...
Posts: 401
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Post by Skylar on Jul 23, 2006 14:34:30 GMT
"And what is it that you want?" she asked suggestively
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Post by Leon on Jul 23, 2006 14:36:32 GMT
A grin spread across his face and then he smirked. "Well look where I am to where you are I think only you can make the decisions now."
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Skylar
Average
Vampire/Vampire Hunter
It seems what's left of my human side, is slowly changing...
Posts: 401
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Post by Skylar on Jul 23, 2006 14:40:04 GMT
"Is that so?" Skylar said softly.
She pulled him back onto the bed so he hovered above her.
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Post by Leon on Jul 23, 2006 14:41:23 GMT
Leon smirked. "Well then." He said smiling and kissed her cheek, his hand moving down her body.
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Skylar
Average
Vampire/Vampire Hunter
It seems what's left of my human side, is slowly changing...
Posts: 401
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Post by Skylar on Jul 23, 2006 14:43:47 GMT
Skylar smiled and moved slightly, causing her robe to fall open.
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Post by Leon on Jul 23, 2006 14:45:41 GMT
Leon started to kiss her lips and then slowly her neck and then made his way towards her chest.
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Skylar
Average
Vampire/Vampire Hunter
It seems what's left of my human side, is slowly changing...
Posts: 401
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Post by Skylar on Jul 23, 2006 14:46:37 GMT
Skylar moved her body against Leon's, responding to his lightest touch
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Post by Leon on Jul 23, 2006 14:48:56 GMT
Leon moved lower and then back up towards her lips. The vampire smirked and started to brush against Skylar.
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Fienis
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"If you want to exist as a vampire, you must learn to embrace this, or at least accept it." (Fienis)
Posts: 250
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Post by Fienis on Jul 30, 2006 12:11:06 GMT
Fienis strode across the lobby, catching his key thrown to him by the receptionist. He walked up the stairs and into his room, then slumped against the wall of his room, sliding himself down until he sat on the floor. The heat of today was intense, and it didn't seem to be cooling down, and this was something that did not worry Fienis, in the mortal-state he was damned to existed in recently, where sun did not worry him, it was Michaela he worried for. UV40 wasn't going to help her much if she'd properly turned. He picked himself up off the floor and pulled of his clothes, and padded into the bathroom to shower. Exiting the shower a short while later, he pulled on some more clothes that had been from his bag that had arrived by courier a few days before, but was now in his house. Grabbing his revolvers, knife and a packet of cigarettes, he left the room, stopping off in the lobby to ask for a refund of the rest of his money. $50 dollars worth of wrangling later, he left the hotel.
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