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Post by Belle Thorne on Mar 13, 2009 18:56:54 GMT
Belle grinned and stepped forward, her eyes on the slumped figure in the chair
"Well Joey, how did you like the Entrée?"
he glared at her wordlessly, struggling slightly against the bonds that held him into the chair. Her slap came as both a surprise and a shock to the man, making the chair rock to an almost dangerous angle.
"I asked you a question you disgusting streak of slime, answer me"
she hissed, her voice low and menacing
"fuck you"
he managed through trembling blooded lips
"as you wish"
she growled, drawing her glocks and putting a round into each of his kneecaps, the dual muzzle report followed by his agonised screams
"what's'amatter little man? Did a nasty vampire hurt your kneecaps?"
she mocked, grinning at him as he writhed in pain
"well it's only the start"
she hissed, raising her glocks slightly more to put a pair of bullets in his groin and then another pair into his elbows, his screams getting louder with his each pair of muzzle reports. After these shots she let his screams die into sobs before she spoke again
"my you're a noisy one, anyone would think I was shooting you"
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Post by Damaris Y Blaidd on Mar 13, 2009 19:14:15 GMT
((Shooting him that many times and shattering that many bones isn't a good idea, especially not at the beginning of a torture session. Plus shooting him in the groin alone would probably make him pass out from the pain, if not kill him if you aimed it right. The trick to a good torture session is to start small - shattered kneecaps isn't small. Also, Vincent wants Joey alive and in a talking condition for at least a little while longer - in that amount of pain I doubt he'd be much good, unless he was superhuman which I think we all agree he isn't.))
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Post by Austin on Mar 13, 2009 19:22:41 GMT
((Meg, read Vincent's last post, he wants it over and done with, I myself want this over and done with, I don't care what makes a good torture session, I'm having alittle fun, something I think I'm entitled to do on my own website))
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Post by Kana Lémartes on Mar 19, 2009 13:00:32 GMT
Kana scoffed to himself. He and Belle had very different torturing styles - Kana preffered to draw the pain out, whereas Belle was more impatient and wanted it over with quickly, as apparently did Vincent.
He folded his arms, glaring at Belle, and sulked like a petulant child.
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Vincent Lémartes
Vampire
It's nothing personal it's just business.[A1i:8]
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Post by Vincent Lémartes on Mar 22, 2009 20:41:06 GMT
((This is just to end this.))
Vincent got out of his chair and lifted both of Joey's swords. He crossed the room over to where Joey sat dying slowly. He stood before him looking at the two blades. "These mean much to you don't they? They used to mean much to me before your great-grandfather stole them." He turned the blades over so he was gripping both hilts with one hand and the other over the blades.
"They mean nothing to me now." He broke them both across his knee.
As they shattered Joey cried out, distraught at the sight of the broken blades. At this Vincent smiles and tears flowed down Joey's face. Vincent let the shattered blades fall to the ground.
In one fluid motion he drew his own sword and removed Joey's head. He turned his back and walked out of the room.
"Get that cleaned up!" He barked to Belle and Kana.
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Post by Kana Lémartes on Mar 22, 2009 20:53:09 GMT
Kana pushed himself off the wall and crossed to Joey's corpse, kicking his dismembered head on the way. The smell of the blood wafted towards him and he inhaled sharply, closing his eyes.
He gave the body an extra kick for good measure and strode towards the door after Vincent. Before he reached it, he turned to Belle.
"You can handle this, can't you Thorne?" He said, smirking at her. "I have... things to attend to." By which he meant that the smell of the blood stirred his bloodlust and he needed to kill something.
He strode through the door without waiting for an answer, letting it slam behind him.
((After Belle leaves the room, I say we leave it here.))
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Post by Austin on May 26, 2009 18:47:34 GMT
Please Note
Time Jump Initiated
All following events are at least two months after those above |
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Post by alice on May 28, 2009 17:37:39 GMT
((Is it cool if I start posting? If not just say and I'll delete the post.))
Alice peered around the house in silent awe, she'd never seen such a big or expensive place before in her life, the girl clutched a little tighter onto her rabbit, absently sucking on it's ear, the taste of blood stained intot he fabric calming her anxiousness slightly.
Everything had happened so fast that she was still reeling and confused from it all, one moment she was wondering around, half gone on blood-lust because she hadn't been able to find the hospital and she'd been hunting anything that didn't move fast enough, a number of small rodents and other animals died because of her hunger along with one old man who hadn't been fast enough to recognise a vampire when he saw one. She had been horrified when she'd discovered what she'd done, she ran, she ran as fast as she could away from him and hid herself in an alleyway, refusing to leave until she lost herself again.
Then she was being confronted by another vampire, and then... she was here.
In the big and the pretty house.
She chewed on Rosie's ear again as she explored the house, she'd been here for all of two days, the first one spent recovering from her months on the streets and then she'd spent an age in the bathroom cleaning herself up, her sensitive nose could still smell the old man's blood and it was making her both excited and ill.
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Vincent Lémartes
Vampire
It's nothing personal it's just business.[A1i:8]
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Post by Vincent Lémartes on Jun 2, 2009 21:48:13 GMT
Vincent walked purposefully through the corridors. He was looking for Alice who despite being told not to leave her room had decided to wander off on her own. Vincent thought about the logic of what he was doing with the little girl. She reminded him so much of Belle when she had been small, he had taken... pity on the girl, that was the only word he had for it.
As he turned a corner he saw her.
"Alice." Vincent said in a sharp tone walking up to the small girl looking down upon her.
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Post by Leo Silvêr on Jun 2, 2009 22:13:49 GMT
Leo sat in one of the regal looking rooms in the huge manor. He had reacquainted himself with Vincent again and was now back in his employment. He was here to welcome both Romayne and Amara to the house just like most of the senior members of staff. Having Romayne and Amara arrive was a big thing, he had gathered.
Leo remembered Amara although he had not seen her in many years. He sat in a large expensive wooden chair drinking a glass of chilled water. A servant stood in the corner of the room waiting on Leo's every need. A thing that he found somewhat disturbing.
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Post by Kana Lémartes on Jun 2, 2009 22:39:32 GMT
Kana strode through the corridors, the expression on his face giving the impression, as usual, that he'd been interuppted in the middle of something important. He was never thrilled at having to receive his brothers guests, and in the case of Romayne and Amara, he was even less delighted.
He could live with Amara, after all she was his sister, and he certainly liked her better than he liked Vincent, but as with most people, he felt she looked down on him, something he countered by looking down on her in turn. After all, she was only a woman. If something happened to Vincent, he'd inherit the Lémartes fortune.
Romayne on the other hand was an altogether different story. He'd known Romayne since they were small, and had never liked her much; that dislike had turned into loathing over the years. This was partly because she was effectively Vincent's concubine, and therefore he could hate her by association. It was also partly because she quite obviously held him in disdain, and on the one occasion he'd tried to court her, she had refused him, which had hurt his pride.
So it was in a less than gracious way that he entered the room where Leo sat. However, his attiude changed quite quickly when he saw Leo. It wasn't that he liked the lycan any more than he liked Amara or Romayne, but he was afraid of him, although he wouldn't admit it.
"My brother requests your presence." He said in as polite a voice as he could manage.
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Post by alice on Jun 3, 2009 16:36:51 GMT
The young Dark Angel jolted, she hadn't sensed him approaching at all, the girl whirled around, eyes wide. "M-Mr Lemartes," She squeaked in recognition floundering slightly before remembering the few manners her Sire had enforced upon her she bow somewhat clumsily before straightening and staring at her feet sheepishly. She had been told not to leave her room but she had felt things in there that made her uncomfortable, they were so faded though that she didn't know what they were or where they came from, whether or not they were simply days old or if they had come from other places in the house or if she was just.... and she loathed to say it - she was a big girl, she'd taken care of herself for the last few months herself hadn't she with only a few minor problems - she had been.... scared. There she'd said it.
She didn't know much about these people and that frightened her, more so because on more than a few of the older ones she found her Empathy failing her, it was extremely distressing.
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Post by Kana Lémartes on Jun 24, 2009 19:14:34 GMT
As soon as he had finished speaking to Leo, Kana felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He rolled his eyes in annoyance and retrieved it. He flipped it open and read the text message he had recieved, before flipping it shut again with a snap and replacing it in his pocket.
"Excuse me." He said to Leo curtly, before leaving the room. He strode through the halls, in search of his brother.
He came across Vincent in a hallway, talking to Alice. The young girl had been taken in by Vincent a few weeks ago, and had become Kana's part-time protegé. He smiled at her, in an uncharacteristic moment of warmth, and then looked at his brother, back to his usual, cold self.
"Brother, report from Kalen, Darkora has just entered a pub called the Broken Bottle in the outskirts. He's requesting orders." He said in a respectful but callous voice.
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Post by Austin on Jun 24, 2009 22:28:24 GMT
((...a) they're not in the pub just yet, and b) what does it matter? there's no conflict between Vincent and Austin yet))
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Post by Damaris Y Blaidd on Jun 25, 2009 19:21:22 GMT
((A. Yea, I know. Me and Zack both read your post wrong. B. It's mainly so that there's a reason for Zack to be in the pub, otherwise he'd be in trouble with Vincent. Plus Vincent's the sort of person who'd want to know what the important people were doing.))
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