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Post by +Griffin Ansara+ on Jun 27, 2008 22:48:32 GMT -5
Griffin looked over his shoulder feeling a bit paranoid. It felt like someone was following him. His steps quickened as his rounded back towards his house. He got his keys out and inserted it into the door. Then quickly went in and placed the groceries on the kitchen table. He kind of felt safe in the large confines of his house. Putting the groceries away quickly and neatly he then headed up to his room. He was somewhat tired and wanted to take a little nap. He laid on he bed thinking for a while and then slowly fell asleep. The dreams, like usual came. All of a sudden he found himself being the pharaoh once again. He began to remember the pain he faced and the trauma it caused him… then instead of being saved all of sudden Griffin felt as if he were dying.
Griffin woke up…darkness still filling his room. He knew it was probably only a short nap he had. “ Time to practice.” he thought. Griffin ran a hand through his hair and got up from the bed. It was kind of messy at the moment. “ But first things first, I need a shower.” he sighed. He headed towards the bathroom and then stripped quickly and placed his clothes on the laundry basket. Griffin turned the tap showers on to a lukewarm temperature. He shampooed and washed himself thoroughly then got out of the shower. Placing a towel around his body he dried his hair then walked back into his room. He got a leather jacket out but didn’t bother putting on a shirt knowing full well it really won’t be needed then he pulled out a pair of simple jeans. He got his sword and he then pocketed his motorcycle keys before he was out the door.
He got on the motorcycle and started the engine. It purred like a cat and was waiting for his command. Griffin gunned the engine and was off towards the forest. He drove his motorcycle through a hidden trail and didn’t stop until he found the clearing he was looking for. Shutting his engine off he put his sword down and then took his jacket off and placed it on the motorcycle. Grabbing his sword he walked towards his practice area. He had practiced here so many times that he even wore out the grass, but the place was spectacular because of the beautiful flowers that bloomed at night. He began to stretch by swinging the very large sword. His muscles bulged but it was of no effort. His movements were predatorily graceful.
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Post by Cecile Rousseau on Jun 27, 2008 23:12:28 GMT -5
Female vampires can be such cruel things. They are seductive, manipulative and just pure evil. And Cecile was one of those vampires. But she wasn't just a normal vampire no, she was a pureblood. Even vampires in France even knelt too for there power and the line of blood they had. Cecile remembered when she was younger a boy her age knelt to her and she was confused as to why.
Cecile walked through the woods wiping blood from her lips, chin and mouth. A poor man was her victim tonight. But Cecile saw it as saving him. She followed the man into the wood and looked to see what he was doing. Apparently he was drunk and was about to commit suicide. So the French vampire decided to take him out of his misery, slowly and painfully. She left him dead in the middle of the forest on the cold, hard ground.
The crisp night air was heaven to Cecile. She licked her fingers and chin of the blood that was spilled. Tonight was a perfect evening until Cecile caught a whiff of another. Not a human, nor a werewolf but of another vampire. An evil smirk appeared upon the girl's face. It even showed her fangs and how nice and sharp they were.
Cecile moved toward the scent and she hid behind a tree for several seconds. She looked around and found a very handsome vampire swinging a sword. This brought a thought to Cecile's mind, 'This is going to be fun.'She moved closer to another tree and poked her head to the side. Cecile brought up her hand that was covered in blood and began to lick it once more. She gave a grin to Griffin and in a soft, seductive voice asked, "Enjoying the night air and getting some exercise, are we?" A giggle came from the female vampire's lips.
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Post by +Griffin Ansara+ on Jun 29, 2008 11:44:31 GMT -5
The first thing that filled his senses were he scent of the blood. Then the scent of another vampire... heading his way. He was patient and kept doing what he was doing. And his skin tingled at the mere presence of her. A smile trickled to the corner of his lips as he caught the full scent of the woman. Oh he could smell that she was a full blooded vampire, and most would bow to those people but Griffin wasn't the type to really give a d**n if they were full or just a bittten one. He thought everyone of them was one and the same...except for their smell. This particular female however had a different scent than most... had.
" This should be interesting..." he thought wickedly. That was when she first spoke. Griffin slowed his excersize and tilted his head to the sound of the voice, to where she hid behind a tree. All he could see was her head poking out, light brown hair with wide beautiful eyes. She looked very young compared to him, although she was a pure-blood, with his age and experience he could easily take her down.. but he wasn't into harming others unless they wanted to kill him first. " That depends..." he said in a seductive voice... one that could melt honey and was as slick as silk.
His movements were quick as he moved behind her. " I was thinking... but what are you doing?" he asked in a low deep voice right behind her ear. He also noticed that compared to him she was small in built and in size. Then instead of just disappearing he simply walked towards the clearing again. " What is a youngling like you doing here... wait nevermind, scratch that I think I know what... What is your name?" he asked turning around his emerald green eyes twinkling with warmth, a hint of wickedness and playfulness.
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Post by Cecile Rousseau on Jun 29, 2008 13:36:38 GMT -5
Cecile watched him carefully but not as well as others. She knew he was a vampire by his scent and the French vampire was quick to trust other vampires. It could be considered a bad thing in the vampire world. She moved her head to the side to face Griffin as he moved behind her. She gave a grin and let him continue.
As he moved back to the clearing, Cecile followed. She wore really short shorts, a tank with a hoodie. She placed her hands in the pocket of her hoodie and listened to Griffin. Cecile shrugged and said, "You were thinking? Of what may I ask?" She took a pause and gave a laugh but soon she continued, "Cecile Rousseau. And your name stranger?"
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Post by +Griffin Ansara+ on Jun 29, 2008 19:01:31 GMT -5
Griffin laughed. “ Didn’t your mother ever tell you that curiosity killed the cat?” he teased tilting his head to the side. His eyes raked in her form, and he had to admit she was actually beautiful. From the lighting the tree had casted on her earlier it kind of changed her looks, but now that she was out in the light of the moon he could perfectly see how she looked. “ If I told you what exactly I was thinking, I might have to kill you.” he told her with a wink. “ It’s a pleasure meeting you Cecile Rousseau, my name is Griffin Ansara.” he greeted her with a small gentlemanly bow. Griffin put his sword down and laid back down. “ You been here long?” he asked.
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Post by Cecile Rousseau on Jun 29, 2008 21:45:50 GMT -5
Cecile gave a slight giggle. She then shrugged, "She did but let's say she used different words. Say, 'Curiosity killed the vampire' or something of that nature." She threw a smile his way and continued to say, "Well, then I'll keep my chances and remain living. I have too much to do and so little time. I can't afford to die."Cecile really didn't mean her modeling no she meant her mission that her parents sent her on. Finding other vampires but mainly purebloods. But there were so few in the world.
She gave a smile again when he gave his name. Cecile gave a nod to the head to say that she heard him and his name. She had to keep his name in mind for the future. Cecile then took the chance to look him over as he lied down on the ground. He was really handsome, she had to admit. He was the dark, tall and handsome type.
Even though not invited she sat down several feet away from Griffin. She crossed her legs and leaned on her arms. She looked up to the sky as she thought about her answer for Griffin. Cecile thought, 'Is he talking about here in the forest or here in the town?' Finally she said, "Two, three years... Not very long. A friend is what brought me here to this town. But I'm really not here a lot for I travel around the world. Now that's if you were asking how long I've been in the town," She paused and gave a grin to Griffin, "Now if you were asking how long have I been in the forest... just about an hour. I found my meal and I'm satisfied. I answered both ways because you didn't ask specifically."
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Post by +Griffin Ansara+ on Aug 17, 2008 19:36:35 GMT -5
Griffin tilted his head and smiled. " Ah, I'm glad that a vampire was created with a smartmouth like yours, I was beginning to wonder if all were veggies." he said smiling. " Ahh, that is true, it isn't very long. I move from places to places as well, but I've made this home a more semi permanent one than the other homes that I have." he replied. " Mmmm... how long have you been a vampire?" he asked, although he knew that he was probably older than her. There were a few things in life that most people shouldn't ask and that was probably age, usually some got offended and some didn't really care, but he wondered if Cecile would care.
Occ// I'm so sorry if this is so short but I'm running out of muse.
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