Post by elaria on Jul 8, 2011 3:18:20 GMT
Elaria made one last twist of her knife and the werewolf lay still underneath her. He was in his human form and she slumped against the wall of his bedroom. She had knife cuts all over her but she was fine. The werewolf was so unguarded it was quite funny. She had played the bad girl act and was at his apartment 10 minutes after meeting him. Elaria started to fool around with him then once she was on top with him out came the knife from her bra and sunk into his chest. The wrestled until she finally got a good hold on him and finally plunged the knife in his heart. It was a very easy kill, he was still very strong though so she was at a disadvantage. However she had been trained since she was a born to kill so it took only a matter of minutes for her to extinguish his life. It was such as shame, he was so very handsome. Though that's what usually happened, the beautiful was wasted on the abominations. She guessed that the werewolf was to shocked to change into his wolf form, though he really didn't have time to. If he did he would have risked being killed, even though he ended up dead anyways.
Elaria got up from the floor and opened up the window to get some air. She glanced at the clock and it was only 8:30, the night was still young. She walked over to her purse and picked up her cell phone. She called her clean up crew and told them the street address and apartment number. Elaria shut her phone and slipped on her black dress off the floor. She put on her coat despite the hot weather but she wanted to hide her wounds. She was lucky because most hunters didn't have a clean up crew, they had to do it themselves. But since Elaria was extremely loaded she had her human servants do it for her. They were here best clean up crew ever, staging things that look liked accidents or suicides. She payed them a generous amount of money to keep their mouths shut and threatened to kill them and whoever the cared about if they didn't. They were quick to, making no noise as the entered and exited the apartments or houses. When she called them she would go home where a her personal doctor was waiting to bandage her up.
Elaria left the apartment, on the way out the smacked a picture of him and his new baby girl to the floor. The little girl was probably an abomination to, filthy little thing. She went downstairs and got in her flashy black mercedes. She revved the engine and peeled out of the parking space, almost hitting another car along the way. She drove fast and controlled for about 35 minutes until she reached her mansion. She threw open the door, not bothering to turn it off and walked in the door. Her servants would take care of it, park it nice and near with all her other dozen cars. She walked into the first bathroom she saw where her doctor was sitting patiently for her. He was young and handsome, she fooled around with him many times and loved it. She took off her jacket and stripped off all of her clothes. A warm bath was ready for her and he helped Elaria into it. She relaxed a bit while he ordered something for her to eat. When she was all sparkly clean she got out and dried off.
Elaria let him do his work as he patched her up and asked how she was feeling. It was only some deep cuts and a broken rib, she'd been through way worse. She left the bathroom totally naked and walked up to her room. Elaria didnt care, it was her house so she could do whatever the fuck she wanted. Besides all the guy servants loved it, while the girls simply looked away. When she got up stairs a maid was waiting with a tray of tomato soup and crackers , her favorite snack. Elaria took it and nodded thanks while she sat on her bed. The maid quickly went into Elaria's closet to go pick something out for her for the night a head. She picked out a long sleeved black dress that dipped down mid stomach with a pair of velvet black heels. Elaria smiled in approval and finished the rest of her dinner quickly. She slipped on the dress and shoes an looked at herself in the mirror. Luckily no bandages showed which was Elaria wanted. Her maid put a string of pearls around her neck with matching earings. She then called in one more maid to help curl her hair. She glanced at the clock and it was 9:00.
Elaria was then handed tickets to go see a play at st. Amanda's Hall. Elaria actually liked some of the plays there but she was there only to scoop out Supernaturals and kill them. Since her dress was layered with fabric she put on a gun strap on her thigh and holstered a gun in it. On her right thigh she did the same thing put with a knife. They finished her off with her make up and put a elegant black fur coat on her. Elaria only went to the most expensive plays that had very rich people dressed very nicely. They were the air heads, thinking that they owned and knew everything. She walked out of her house saying goodbye to everyone. A small limousine was parked in front of her house and the driver opened the door for her. It drove her quickly to the hall and she made it their with time to spare. Other people were walking into the hall looking as dressed up as she was. She gave her ticket to the ticket man and winked at him causing the old guy to nearly drop her ticket. He stamped it and gave it back with her. Elaria smiled at him and made her way to her balcony seat, which was right near the stage. She liked to be above everyone to observe them. She took her seat and waited patiently for the play to begin.
Elaria got up from the floor and opened up the window to get some air. She glanced at the clock and it was only 8:30, the night was still young. She walked over to her purse and picked up her cell phone. She called her clean up crew and told them the street address and apartment number. Elaria shut her phone and slipped on her black dress off the floor. She put on her coat despite the hot weather but she wanted to hide her wounds. She was lucky because most hunters didn't have a clean up crew, they had to do it themselves. But since Elaria was extremely loaded she had her human servants do it for her. They were here best clean up crew ever, staging things that look liked accidents or suicides. She payed them a generous amount of money to keep their mouths shut and threatened to kill them and whoever the cared about if they didn't. They were quick to, making no noise as the entered and exited the apartments or houses. When she called them she would go home where a her personal doctor was waiting to bandage her up.
Elaria left the apartment, on the way out the smacked a picture of him and his new baby girl to the floor. The little girl was probably an abomination to, filthy little thing. She went downstairs and got in her flashy black mercedes. She revved the engine and peeled out of the parking space, almost hitting another car along the way. She drove fast and controlled for about 35 minutes until she reached her mansion. She threw open the door, not bothering to turn it off and walked in the door. Her servants would take care of it, park it nice and near with all her other dozen cars. She walked into the first bathroom she saw where her doctor was sitting patiently for her. He was young and handsome, she fooled around with him many times and loved it. She took off her jacket and stripped off all of her clothes. A warm bath was ready for her and he helped Elaria into it. She relaxed a bit while he ordered something for her to eat. When she was all sparkly clean she got out and dried off.
Elaria let him do his work as he patched her up and asked how she was feeling. It was only some deep cuts and a broken rib, she'd been through way worse. She left the bathroom totally naked and walked up to her room. Elaria didnt care, it was her house so she could do whatever the fuck she wanted. Besides all the guy servants loved it, while the girls simply looked away. When she got up stairs a maid was waiting with a tray of tomato soup and crackers , her favorite snack. Elaria took it and nodded thanks while she sat on her bed. The maid quickly went into Elaria's closet to go pick something out for her for the night a head. She picked out a long sleeved black dress that dipped down mid stomach with a pair of velvet black heels. Elaria smiled in approval and finished the rest of her dinner quickly. She slipped on the dress and shoes an looked at herself in the mirror. Luckily no bandages showed which was Elaria wanted. Her maid put a string of pearls around her neck with matching earings. She then called in one more maid to help curl her hair. She glanced at the clock and it was 9:00.
Elaria was then handed tickets to go see a play at st. Amanda's Hall. Elaria actually liked some of the plays there but she was there only to scoop out Supernaturals and kill them. Since her dress was layered with fabric she put on a gun strap on her thigh and holstered a gun in it. On her right thigh she did the same thing put with a knife. They finished her off with her make up and put a elegant black fur coat on her. Elaria only went to the most expensive plays that had very rich people dressed very nicely. They were the air heads, thinking that they owned and knew everything. She walked out of her house saying goodbye to everyone. A small limousine was parked in front of her house and the driver opened the door for her. It drove her quickly to the hall and she made it their with time to spare. Other people were walking into the hall looking as dressed up as she was. She gave her ticket to the ticket man and winked at him causing the old guy to nearly drop her ticket. He stamped it and gave it back with her. Elaria smiled at him and made her way to her balcony seat, which was right near the stage. She liked to be above everyone to observe them. She took her seat and waited patiently for the play to begin.
