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Post by darkreaper666 on Jun 1, 2009 15:12:10 GMT -5
Raven ran through Hogsmeade. She wanted to escape this place. This was not a school but a torture chamber. Worse than the legendary Chamber of Secrets. She tripped up and everything went black.
She woke up on the side of the road. How did she get there. Raven shook her head. "Ow." she mumbled. She couldn't focus her eyes. "Anyone here?" she groaned. Her head throbbed. She felt something evil approaching her. What was it? She pulled out her wand.
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Post by Brian on Jun 1, 2009 20:27:08 GMT -5
Brian was wandering far away from his usual haunts, but he had started skipping and just couldn't seem to stop. He had an early breakfast and was warm and a rosy color was high on his cheeks. He spotted some one sleeping on the side of a road and heard the groggy call. He laughed in his musical way and kept walking down the road.
"Petite fille bonsoir ! Such a charming night to be in the dirt!" It was obvious she hadn't meant to fall asleep outside of the school... Oh his Amanda would love to toy with this one! He wondered idly if he should try to find her with this bundle, She was probably tired of her newest toy anyway... not that Brian liked any of her toys, but it was almost fun to see her break them in her tantrums.
"Oh there is no need to be so feisty! I'm not going to hurt you!" he smiled, not showing his fangs, he was sure he looked human enough, he was giddy at the thought of giving this child as a present to his Amanda, as an apology for fussing with her over her need for toys.
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Post by darkreaper666 on Jun 2, 2009 7:08:40 GMT -5
Raven was scared. "Who are you monster?" she asked. She leveled her wand to this creatures chest. "Tell me or I will curse you." she said. Her hand was shaking. Soon a wind blew. Her ebony black hair blew back reveling hr pale complextions. Her locket with her own blood in it snapped and fell to the ground. She then realised something. "You're a Vampire are you not?" she asked. Vampires were meant to be attractive but she wasn't attracted to this one. She gave up and shouted "Crucio!" A red jet of light erupted from her wand but she wasn't sure whether she had hit this creature or not.
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Post by Brian on Jun 2, 2009 14:34:26 GMT -5
Brian raised an eyebrow at the girl as the curse she flung at him whizzed by him feebly.
"What makes you say that? I was just walking down this street to find you here on the ground." he smiled at her, still not showing his fangs and added "I just might take offense to that! Cursing a stranger too! what would your mother say to that?" he asked leaning toward her and tipping his bowler hat back off his forehead with his thumb.
"Your necklace broke too, it must of been cheap! I hope you didn't pay too much for that!" he straightened up and laughed again, eying the gaudy looking trinket that lay on the ground.
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Post by Rosalind Nivens on Jun 3, 2009 0:16:12 GMT -5
((OOC- I hope you don't mind my joining. I needed somewhere to post!))
Rosalind wasn't exactly known for being kind hearted, or in any way willing to help someone in need. Not unless it benefitted her somehow, of course. But even she was a little concerned about the scene she saw ahead of her.
The man seemed kind enough, but she almost wondered if he was mocking the girl. Until the girl pulled out her wand, and then Rosie was very interested in the scene. What looked like a feeble spell went right past the man, and she finally made an entrance, hoping this would prove to at least be an interesting encounter.
"Wotcher," she said, announcing herself. "What's going on here?"
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Post by Brian on Jun 3, 2009 0:51:44 GMT -5
Brian turned to see a pretty dark skinned women enter in his field of vision. he laughed and said "I don't know! I was walking down the road and heard this girl calling out for someone, I stopped and said hello, but I think she's a touch confused. Possibly a bit touched in the head." he tapped the brim of his hat with a knowing look.
"Tired something too dangerous for the typical!" he smiled again and leaned back, sticking his hands into his trouser pockets. He was disappointed! he could of put this girl in a thrall and taken her to his Amanda, but now he had to play kind human male.
"Ah! Maybe you could help me take her back to the school! See I dashed out without my wand. Very silly of me, but now I'm left without quicker transport than my own two feet!"
He smiled again and tried to look innocent, shrugging his shoulders a little as he finished speaking.
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Post by darkreaper666 on Jun 3, 2009 1:58:47 GMT -5
Raven couldn't believe waht she was hearing. She struggled to her feet but the blood rushe to her head. She managed to balanced and looked at the pale one. "I'm Raven Carter. My mother would say nothing as she is a Dark Witch." she added.
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Post by Brian on Jun 4, 2009 18:14:37 GMT -5
Brian's face morphed to shocked disgust. No, this girl wasn't good enough even to be Amanda's present! He thought for a moment, why would anyone EVER admit to having a dark family? He decided he was done playing, He didn't have that much patience anyway. His face melted from disgust to 'feed'. He smiled at the woman that had decided to join the little conversation. He winked at her and swiftly swooped upon the girl. She screamed and he bite her neck without ceremony or even his usual delicacy.
She sputtered in his vice like grip and he ran his tongue over the wound. He drank deeply for a moment then dropped the body that shuddered with the last wisps of life.
"So she was right!" he laughed licking the crimson drops off his lips. "I am a Vampire!" he let out a loud belch.
"Ah!" he said putting a fist to his chest and thumping it a moment "Ugh, I think that one's going to give me heart burn! Tasted sort of funny going down!" he said and quickly took a long skip away from the woman, taking a bow.
"We'll say hello again another night! Good night my chance encounter!" he smiled brightly and kept skipping down the road. He would have to take the long way back his comfortable tomb at hill-gate cemetery, but he would be very warm for his long love.
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