Ciara
Weak
Succubus
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Post by Ciara on Jun 22, 2006 15:52:27 GMT
Her shift finished and she picked up her small bag, waving a goodbye to the Count and closing the door silently behind her. She needed a walk she decided and headed out into the city.
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Post by Count Viktor Moldovf on Jun 24, 2006 16:36:46 GMT
The count nodded to Ciara.
There were some people still drinking from the night before they had not gone home.
This place was raking the money in for the count.
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Post by Count Viktor Moldovf on Jun 26, 2006 15:33:17 GMT
The Count raised his head, he took in a deepp breath.
*Burning!* A alarm in his head triggered.
"Dominique! Dominique!" He shouted. He wheeled to the office door and opened it. Smoke filled the small office, flames crawled in around the door frame.
"DOMINIQUE!" He shouted fearing for her saftey.
Dominique lay face down in the bar. She had been hit on the head. Blood trickled from her tiny skull. Under her veil her white eyes flickered. She began to come round but the smoke intake had been too much. She struggled to her feet. She weakly made her way to the office and picked the fading Viktor.
She had only carried him to the bar section when the roof gave way hitting them both to the floor.
Viktor's limp body hit the floor with a force. A fait crack echoed through Dominique's ears. For the first time in years Dominique let out a piercing shreak!
The cry echoed through the bar smashing all the windows. The oxygen mixed with the fire and started a more firce chain of flames.
The flames circled Dominique and the unconsious Viktor. They slowly ungulfed them both. Within second the both were dead. The bodies ash. They were gone. Dead.
The bar crumbled, The walls gave way to the heavy roof. Then there was nothing left of the bar but rubbles and a few dying flames.
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