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Post by crasen on Aug 9, 2011 0:53:37 GMT
Crasen walked along the sidewalk in the town center with a small smile on her face. Her low cut dress was snug against her small frame. She hadn’t eaten in a while, and she was craving blood. She began her journey along the city highstreet in pink pumps and seduction written all over her body. She used her small body to attract men, and tonight she would do the same thing. She felt in more of a sweet mood, so she might have to go for a woman tonight. They usually had sweeter, riper blood, and that’s exactly what she was in the mood for.
Crase walked slowly down the city street lit by light posts on the side of the sidewalk closest to the road where cars buzzed by. She still had a small smile on her face, even though inside she was starving. She really just wanted to snatch someone up and take them somewhere she could easily feed, but that was almost impossible. And besides, she was trying her best to stay away from humans as much as she could. It just wasn’t working too well.
The only reason she had stayed away from human blood for this long was to try to make herself better for Elias. She missed him so much and wished he would come back to her. She knew where he was, but he had no idea that she had moved to Manuka, the same town he resided. She planned on at least learning to like horse and cow blood for now. Even though it wasn’t nearly as delicious or fulfilling, it was good enough for her to mostly feed on. She still needed a human or three a week though. She had earlier promised herself to never feed on anyone in Manuka, but she had already blown that once, so she figured a second one tonight wouldn’t hurt. She looked at the ground and noticed a small hole in the concrete, so she side stepped it. By the time she looked up, she had already bumped into someone. At first, she wanted to yell at them to watch where they were going, but she remembered why she was here, and she sighed softly. She put a sweet smile on her face and rested her hand on the woman’s arm. “I am so sorry!” she said sweetly with fake concern.
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Post by gemma on Aug 10, 2011 21:05:13 GMT
Gemma was having a typical boring day as she walked along the sidewalk, adjusting her sunglasses, the sun tingling her pale skin as she just brushed a piece of hair back. There were so many shops around that she did not know where to start as her gaze just flickered from one store title to the next. She just stopped for a moment a few people annoyed, but hastily just walked around her. She just continued to try to focus on where to go first simply because she needed clothes. She had not been clothes shopping yet since she arrived in Manuka and it was beginning to ware on her wardrobe.
So many people were here and she just sighed, wishing it would quiet down some so she would have some time to think. She then saw a small vintage shop on the corner as she just began to look to cross the street but that was when someone ran into her and she just was pushed back slightly. She felt a tinge of guilt already as she just felt the woman’s cold touch come to her skin and she just looked up to the woman, not even noticing the beauty but simply felt the fear of encountering another vampire.
It had been about a month since she had moved, but she still had flash backs to the time that her step father attacked her. She just stood completely frozen and nodded slightly at the woman’s words. “I’m sorry, I’m a complete clutz sometimes,” she said, a weak smile coming to her lips, trying to find some excuse in order to leave. She wanted to leave but she knew that she did not want to be a complete jerk by blowing her off based on some whim that all vampires were evil. Stereotypes were powerful if someone allowed them to be, but she honestly did not want to be that way because she was sure she fit into at least a dozen stereotypes and she did not want to be judged simply by something like her style of clothing. She just finally noticed how beautiful this woman was her eyes taking in the small details, it almost overwhelming.
TAG: Crasen
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Post by crasen on Aug 13, 2011 2:07:12 GMT
[/img][/center] Crasen looked at the girl with her brows furrowed. She could instantly smell the fear radiating from this girl. Scared blood wasn’t as good as blood filled with happiness and serenity, at least not to her. That’s why she always made her food comfortable before feeding on them. Most of the time she didn’t have to wait on her food because men liked how she looked and it was easy to seduce them. It was why she particularly liked men better unless the girl was bisexual or flat out lesbian. They were also good because they were easy to seduce. Whores and sluts were okay if she was desperate for food, but she liked to have some kind of bar set for her feast. She didn’t want to feed on useless people with sour blood. She liked rich blood, too. Blood that was happy with money and lust and greed.
“Oh don’t be sorry! I ran into you. It’s all my fault. I’m so sorry again.” her voice was soft, calming. She squeezed the girls arm lightly and felt the blood pumping through her veins. Her blood would be sweet indeed. Like honey, it would be think and delicious. She could definitely wait on her blood to taste. Blood this sweet didn’t come around very often. It was something she could even fight for. Blood this good was supposed to be cherished and slowly drunk. A genuine smile touched her lips thinking about when she could get her hands on this girl. She just had to figure a way out to befriend her or something. She could somehow gain her trust. But all that would have to wait. For now, she only thought about staying with her for a little longer. If she wasn’t the type to befriend someone easily, then Crase would just take her away somewhere.
She hadn’t had blood this sweet in a long time. Crasen had tried to stop from eating so many people since it was what Eli wanted. And really the only thing other than blood that Crasen wanted was Eli. He was the only person she had ever turned and she was desperately in love with him. Even though he had fled from her, she couldn’t help but want him still. “I see you’re shopping.” She said with a practiced bright smile.
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Post by gemma on Aug 14, 2011 0:57:19 GMT
There was a moment of silence that passed between them and it frightened her to the bone. This vampire’s eyes were reading into her right now, completely working through her and possibly noticed the fear. One thing she really did not want at this moment was for her to notice the fear, but then again, she wanted this vampire to know that she was uncomfortable. Her voice was smooth in all she said and Gemma just stared at her, almost as if she had not heard the vampire. She felt her grip tighten on her arm, and her heart raced more as she just looked down at her hand. She could see the genuine smile, but all she wanted to do was run. The smile would have been ever so deceiving, but this vampire’s grasp was so cold.
She just released a soft laugh, “It’s no p-problem,” she said, stuttering at the end as she took a step away, nearly a stumble as she just tugged her arm gently away. When the woman commented, it made her wonder, but she eased back into the conversation, “Yeah, for clothes. I moved here around a month ago and I don’t have too much of a wardrobe. I see you are as well,” she said trying to be polite, although she was not sure what to do right now. Thoughts slowly bubbled to the surface as she thought of Charles and her chest felt tight. She just pushed them down as she just waited, standing there for a moment as she gazed at the woman.
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Post by crasen on Aug 18, 2011 19:38:13 GMT
[/img][/center] Crasen could see the fear radiating off of her skin. She was absolutely glowing in it. Her dark eyes were terrified, and there was really no reason for her to be afraid. Yet. All Crasen wanted to do was walk around with her and quietly seduce her. Not into the bedroom, but somewhere quiet where she could at least get a little taste of her. She chuckled softly as the girl stuttered out a sentence. So, the girl had just moved here barely a month ago. Crasen dropped her hand and put it loosely by her side. She wondered how long it would take for her to finally get her. Perhaps today, maybe later on in the week. She was now determined and knew she was going to get her though, so she had no issues with waiting. "Yes, I do love a good shopping trip." she said in a soft voice. "Mostly shoe shopping, but if I find a few other things I might end up splurging..."
Crasen wondered if the girl knew she was a vampire and that was why she was so frightened. Her fangs weren’t yet showing, but maybe they had peeked out accidentally. She closed her lips tightly together and she licked the inside of her teeth. Maybe now she would be more aware of them. However, if the girl already knew, her actions might change. She might just take her right now somewhere to get a little taste.
In the back of her mind, she knew if Eli found her like this, he would try to stop her. He would probably grab her and haul her off somewhere because he thought feeding on people was wrong. But to her it was the way things were supposed to be. Humans were nothing more than food for others to eat or drink. The only reason she had stopped feeding on them so frequently was to be with her dear Elias. It was hard doing by herself, but she was trying her best and had stopped doing it so regularly. Usually she only had one human per week instead of a few. One week she had even gone without human blood altogether. This week wouldn’t be the same though hopefully.
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Post by gemma on Aug 21, 2011 2:08:31 GMT
Gemma felt a bit less tense when this vampire released her and she felt herself release a soft sigh as she just watched people walk past them. “That’s cool. I like shoe shopping myself, but I think I’m just going to go find some clothes today,” she said, partially hoping that the vampire would just go shoe shopping like she seemed to desire to. Gemma even now saw her fangs only to confirm the fact that this woman was a vampire. She just smiled weakly, as though she was uncomfortable. Gemma did not want to be rude, but she had a sickening feeling that this vampire was out for her blood. She just gripped the strap of her purse, watching the woman carefully.
“Listen, I have to go,” she said, not giving the option of having this vampire come with her, but if she insisted, she was not sure that she could stop the woman. Everyone has the option of shopping anywhere and she knows that she could not stop this woman if she tried anyways. Some small part of her just wanted to escape from her presence, even if it was just a moment because she was silently panicking. Gemma no longer had someone really to stick by her side in case of a situation like this.
TAG: Crasen
WORDS: 218
NOTES: Sorry it’s so short!!!
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Post by crasen on Sept 2, 2011 8:58:05 GMT
[/img][/center] Crasen smiled softly with squinted eyes when the girl said she was only clothes shopping. Crasen could tell the young dark haired girl was a frightened. She could see it in her eyes and smell it in her blood. When the woman said she had to go, Crasen raised her eyebrow. She didn’t want to completely freak the girl out and make her uncomfortable for some reason. She didn’t want the girl to leave either. Her blood was going to be in Crasen’s system soon enough. “Alright. Have a wonderful day and it was wonderful meeting you.” She said in a polite tone. Crasen smiled and stepped sideways so that she was out of the woman’s way and began walking down the sun lit sidewalk.
Crasen turned around the corner and entered a small shop. She could see the corner where she had been standing just seconds earlier and watched the girl. From now until she got at least some of her blood, she would be craving, and she liked to satisfy her craving as soon as possible.
Crasen knew she was doing a terrible job at being more on the neutral side of this war by feeding on humans, but she couldn’t help it. She desperately wanted to be more like Elias, but he was much stronger-willed than she. If she wanted to be more like him, she would have to get his help. She was too afraid to see him in person just yet though. Perhaps there was another way to get to him before seeing him in person just yet. She would never admit it verbally, but she knew she was scared to see her ex-lover.
[/justify] I was thinking they could like fast forward to when Gemma gets home or something? Like Crasen follows her so that she knows where to go to get to her or something? If not, I can change stuff around |
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Post by gemma on Sept 4, 2011 15:52:22 GMT
Gemma simply forced a smile before walking away, not even saying anything because at this point she was a bit relieved that the vampire was not forcing her into some alleyway and forcing her blood from her. Therefore, she just quickly walked across the street towards a small clothing shop, just slipping in with a swift look over the shoulder to make sure no one was following her, even though at this point she was not doing much searching. Part of her was too entirely frightened that this vampire might suddenly just turn up in front of her and force her into a vacant corner. Gemma just slipped into some random aisle, just breathing in and out heavily before taking one deep breath to completely relax. She forced herself then to look around, but when someone touched her shoulder she jumped and nearly screamed, but it had just been someone to see if she needed help. She just declined the offer politely and just kept walking around for a while, completely unfocused on finding clothing.
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Gemma opened the door to her house, just listening to the keys clink together before she just stepped inside, closing it swiftly behind her. Part of her felt like a zombie so she just simply forgot to lock the door behind her. She just simply set down her keys on the counter, having completely failed on finding anything at the clothing store which was useless. She just walked into the living room, it completely dark before she just headed towards her bedroom.
TAG: Crasen
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NOTES: Sounds great, sorry my post kinda sucks :/
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