Iris
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Joined: Dec 2007
Gender: Female 
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Location: Barrow
Karma: 0 |  | The beginning of Darkness
« Thread Started on Dec 8, 2007, 8:48am » | |
And so the night began. The dark purple flooded across the sky, melting away the light that plagued Barrow. Her mind swirled upon the different things that she could possibly do, but first, rudely, cruelly, painfully, almost, her stomach growled. Someone was going to die today. Someone was going to wish they hadn't spent their time outdoors, rather than inside with a lover.
Iris moved out of the cathedral styled building, her black corset gown swirled about her legs as the wind blew across the land, kissing the gorgeous female with it's cool embrace. Her mind drifted in and out of consciousness. Hunger flooded through her body. She should have eaten last night, but she hadn't really had time to. She moved faster down the passages that lead from the main area of the cathedral to the streets. She moved passed the docking stations, and paused. A ship was docking, soon large boats would be lifted off to begin their fishing expeditions. One of the fishermen wouldn't be getting their payment.
A particular fisherman had caught sight of Iris as she scoped out the area and moved closer towards her.
"A little lost there, Beautiful?" He asked her. Oh how bloody original. A pick-up line. Ah, well. It helped her conscious slightly knowing that the man was a complete unoriginal dolt. She smiled sweetly. "Oh, Yes indeed. I am lost. I'm trying to find Decker Road." The man nodded, and slipped an arm around her waist and moved with her down the street. His temporary strength momentum had her ushered into an alleyway, and her body pressed against the cold stone wall. "This won't hurt a bit, Unless you fight me." He hissed at her, her skirt already bunched up and around her hips.
Iris laughed inside though gasped a bit outwardly. "Oh! Please don't hurt me!" She bit her lip to keep the laugh from slipping out of her mouth. The man smiled, and buried his face against her neck, inhaling her skin and hair, his mouth then burying against her high cleavage. She curled her fingers under his chin and lifted his head up to gaze into his eyes. "It doesn't have to be this way, Cher." Iris murmured. The man grinned up at her. She smiled in return. Her mouth pressed against his own, and soon drifted down to his neck. Her face changed.. Became something ugly.. fierce.. Vicious. Her teeth elongated and pressed into the mans neck, draining him of his life's blood. Soon his body fell to her ankles, his host near death. She moved away..
What was going to happen tonight, she wondered. Only time would tell.
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