Dream 001 ╬ 11/29/08
She was laying there on the floor, unmoving. Fair white skin trapped beneath the skin of a gray latex suit, dark circles under sharp blue eyes, short platinum hair tousled and askew. She was staring straight at him, watching him approach. He could see every one of her muscles tense as he drew near; her lips were curling back.
Laughter.
The woman was laughing. Vamp halted in his tracks, staring down as the woman rose to her feet.
"Laugh...! Laugh with me..." she cackled, skulking towards him. "Laugh... Why aren't you laughing... Isn't it funny?" Vamp stood still, watching her fluid-like movements as she moved in closer to him. He watched every twitch of her face, each tiny spasm of her frame and each bat of her dark eyelashes.
"Laugh... Come and laugh, it's so funny..." she breathed, giggling between each syllable. Lips still twisted into a smile, she leapt towards Vamp in a blur, gripping his neck tightly in her hands. "Everything is a riot! LAUGH... LAUGH!"
Vamp jerked his head back and smashed her forehead down into the woman's own. The surprise assault caused her to shriek and fall back, letting go of Vamp's body. Looking up to him, her body trebled with her own laughter.
"Laugh..."
Vamp jumped forward and kicked her in the face; the claws of his boots tearing her cheek open. The force of the assault sent the woman a short distance; causing her to scramble over to the corner of the room. Vamp brushed a piece of hair from his eyes, the subdued hazel now a burning orange. He licked his lips, taking a step towards the woman.
She stare at him; eyes wide with what could only be terror. It was so rare for any of the soldiers to land a hit on her let alone actually injure her -- this man was proving to be something very different.
"On your feet, Beauty," Vamp spoke, his own lips curling back as he bared his fangs. The woman clawed at the wall, pulling herself up. Vamp was no mind reader but he didn't need to be; the way her muscles twitched beneath her suit was all he needed. She was readying herself to snap his neck the first chance she got.
He was in front of her now; moving too fast to see. He roughly grabbed her by the wrists, pulling her arms over her head. He held them in one hand and without a second thought, ripped out his longest knife and pierced through her wrists; crossing them over each other so he could pin her to the wall. Thick, black blood oozed out of her wrists and down the wall, dripping into her hair
The Beauty laughed. She laughed a high-pitched shriek of a laugh, struggling against her confines. Vamp elbowed her in the chest, pinning her down with his weight. Another knife was already in his hand and he held it to her throat; digging the blade in just slightly. He tilted his head, flicking his tongue against her bleeding cheek.
Vamp growled against her skin before he moved his lips closer to the woman's ear, laughing through his nose. Words were so unnecessary right now. He'd made his point.
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Hm... *breathes slowly*
I told her to leave one.
[[ooc:getting a dream in before I can't anymore! ha!]]
Laughter.
The woman was laughing. Vamp halted in his tracks, staring down as the woman rose to her feet.
"Laugh...! Laugh with me..." she cackled, skulking towards him. "Laugh... Why aren't you laughing... Isn't it funny?" Vamp stood still, watching her fluid-like movements as she moved in closer to him. He watched every twitch of her face, each tiny spasm of her frame and each bat of her dark eyelashes.
"Laugh... Come and laugh, it's so funny..." she breathed, giggling between each syllable. Lips still twisted into a smile, she leapt towards Vamp in a blur, gripping his neck tightly in her hands. "Everything is a riot! LAUGH... LAUGH!"
Vamp jerked his head back and smashed her forehead down into the woman's own. The surprise assault caused her to shriek and fall back, letting go of Vamp's body. Looking up to him, her body trebled with her own laughter.
"Laugh..."
Vamp jumped forward and kicked her in the face; the claws of his boots tearing her cheek open. The force of the assault sent the woman a short distance; causing her to scramble over to the corner of the room. Vamp brushed a piece of hair from his eyes, the subdued hazel now a burning orange. He licked his lips, taking a step towards the woman.
She stare at him; eyes wide with what could only be terror. It was so rare for any of the soldiers to land a hit on her let alone actually injure her -- this man was proving to be something very different.
"On your feet, Beauty," Vamp spoke, his own lips curling back as he bared his fangs. The woman clawed at the wall, pulling herself up. Vamp was no mind reader but he didn't need to be; the way her muscles twitched beneath her suit was all he needed. She was readying herself to snap his neck the first chance she got.
He was in front of her now; moving too fast to see. He roughly grabbed her by the wrists, pulling her arms over her head. He held them in one hand and without a second thought, ripped out his longest knife and pierced through her wrists; crossing them over each other so he could pin her to the wall. Thick, black blood oozed out of her wrists and down the wall, dripping into her hair
The Beauty laughed. She laughed a high-pitched shriek of a laugh, struggling against her confines. Vamp elbowed her in the chest, pinning her down with his weight. Another knife was already in his hand and he held it to her throat; digging the blade in just slightly. He tilted his head, flicking his tongue against her bleeding cheek.
Vamp growled against her skin before he moved his lips closer to the woman's ear, laughing through his nose. Words were so unnecessary right now. He'd made his point.
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Hm... *breathes slowly*
I told her to leave one.
[[ooc:getting a dream in before I can't anymore! ha!]]