Hunting the Rogues

[xanderlucard]

A good hunter must always be prepared. I spent the day exercising followed by a relaxing bath and a short nap before sunset. I felt fully prepared for the evening, and dressed appropriately for the occassion. Black trousers, black boots, white shirt, black vest and of course my cape, black, lined in red. Not a hair out of place, I leap gracefully

Comments

[klaus_helsing]

She's still touching me...and she says it's fine. She'll stay here

[klaus_helsing]

"You're very welcome." The words come out in almost a hushed whisper. There's something very intimate about the setting and the situation that needs to be respected

[not_your_victim]

'Snice. Just to lie here. Doing absolutely NOTHING.

Normally I can't stand doing nothing, double negatives aside; I have to be moving, thinking, DOING. But right now, with the pain in my back once again lowered to a dull throb, it's so incredibly pleasant not to do anything that I don't even budge from the position Klaus put me in.

Not even embarassed any more. Not really. Come on, Carolyn; not like you haven't been through more embarassing things in your life. Cavity searches remain in MY mind as the worst of those things.

Rubber gloves, ho!

I wonder what doctor they got. A human one, I suppose, although it WOULD top off this Weirdest of Nights if the doc they called in was Varney.

Heh heh. Haven't see HIS ass since Argentina. Somehow, I doubt he'd be amused.

"Awwww, poor Pedro. Gone on to hell with all his victims, what a SHAME