The World of Darth [ON HOLD]

[Zulma san]

Emilia sighed in the darkness.
"Don't worry I won't do anything to you..." she grunted at the man.
Her eyes looked at his cold features through the shadows of the night.


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Louis did not answer.
As she moved away, he repressed the urge to go after her.
Two things prevented him: his pride, he did not want to show he cared, her pride, she would never accept him to see any weakness in her.
So the male vampire remained immobile, his eyes in her back, all he dared was opening his thoughts to her showing a faint feeling of warmth.  

[Angeles Valentine]

Leon continued to look at her, "then what will you do?" he asked simply. Around them the nightlife of the forest began to creep around in the absence of the fire. Samuel himself was asleep where he was tethered.

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Angeles vanished once she felt the warmth come from Louis, moving at the vampiric speed. Once she was far enough that his mind was out of her range she collapsed to one knee, her hands clapped over her mouth so that no one could hear her cry, tears ran down from eyes wide open in fear. The world that she had known for six hundred years was coming to an end. Beyond it was blood and fire, and after the smoke cleared there was an unknown that even she was scared of.  

[Zulma san]

Emilia moved too quickly for Leon to react. She jumped and sat by him just pinning him to the floor by pushing against his bare chest with the palm of her hand as his cloak opened up around him.
"Why can't you make things simple?" she growled at him.

The contact of her skin against his was immediately electrifying.
"What would you want me to do?" she snapped at him in a low whisper, her hand still on his chest but without exercising any pressure.

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Louis had seen their world collapsing for years now and he had assisted powerless to the death of the Queen and the raise of the Blessed. All he tried had been pointless, what was the use of his powers if he could not do anything to change the future.

He was a creature of solitude, like Angeles and as he saw her vanish away from him, his fists clenched, he felt the burden of those years longing for her to join the Unit. It had been a professional...and a personal decision...yet she had always locked him away....

"...and always will..." he whispered to himself.  

[Angeles Valentine]

Leon flinched but was too slow to get out of the way and was pinned to the ground momentarily before the immense pressure let up and he could breathe again. His eyes narrowed at her first question, then went back to normal at her second. His eyes then slowly hardened with lust, "two minutes."

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Angeles had gotten over her emotions and was now lying on the ground in a slightly curled position, her hat lay above and slightly behind her, her hair sprawled out on the ground and over her shoulder, some against her neck, her hands near her head, her eyes half open and empty, her expression vacant and she was not breathing. Between her two fingers was her simple wedding ring, moving it back and forth slowly, the only sign that she was still alive as she looked through the hole.

You're the lucky one, she thought to herself, though she was thinking about her husband long passed.  

[Zulma san]

Emilia smirked. Why should she resist him when she wanted him?
She could smell his scent changing and her body reacted immediately. Despite the darkness, her eyes echoed the hint of lust she could see in his icy blue eyes.

"You have them." her voice was low and husky.
She was still bent over him, her loose shirt revealing the birth of her breast. Her hand trailed across his chest but without the nails, she could feel his heartbeat. She grinned, waiting for him to move as he pleased.

She did not need to remind him that passed that time, she would do as she pleased...that time would come soon enough. Her grin widened at the thought.

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Louis stared for long minutes in the direction in which Angeles had disappeared. He could try to find her but what would be the point?
He sat back on the stump, looking up the stars. The night was declining although there would be still long hours before dawn.
He smiled at the moon, as pale as Angeles's white hair.  

[Angeles Valentine]

Leon waited only a moment before he grabbed her shoulders and flipped her around pinning her back to the ground. He only had two minutes, he would not waste them, "do not bite me," he growled in warning as he undid his cloak and let it slide slowly off his shoulders and down his back to grace the ground.

His breath was shaking with excitement as his hands again took up their positions at the base of her shirt.

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Angeles let the ring fall to the palm of her hand and looked at the gold color against the pale of her skin before slowly closing her fingers around it and closing her eyes. The man in her mind's eye had dark hair, but it was not her husband.  

[Zulma san]

Emilia did not fight, an air of defiance locked in her eyes, her pupils already dilated by the new game. A dangerous she knew. If in the heat of the moment, she forgot that he was no werewolf, she could break his bones with a single movement.

She looked at his torso hungrily when the cloak fell down to the ground.
She growled appreciatively.
"I won't..." she accepted in a grunt. "Let's see what you can do..."
Her hands rested dug in the earth to prevent her from bringing her nails to his skin.

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A feeling of nausea came to him.
"Not now..." he sighed as the vision came to him.
He closed his eyes and tried to calm his breathing, but the vision quickened his heart rate immediately. She was there, smiling at him! His eyes shot open but the vision did not flicker. She was there, a hand on his face, a blooded hand on his face...
"No!" he shook his head. He did not want to see, he did not want to know.
"Just a possibility...this is NOT the future!" he fell on his knee, fighting against the images coming to his mind. His claws dug the ground. He had seen thousands of vision over his long life and he still could not prevent his mind to react when She was involved in them.  

[Angeles Valentine]

Leon glanced over her body before quickly removing her shirt first. He bent down and grazed his teeth against her shoulder, and continued up her neck then to her collarbone and down her chest as his hips began to move against hers. Breathing was becoming harder as he nipped at her delicate skin and his hands moved down to remove the pants she had put on, carefully keeping track of the time as he all but tore that off. He had about a minute and a half left.  

[Zulma san]

Emilia growled of pleasure as she felt the man's teeth on her skin. So she was not allowed the bite, but he could?! How unfair!
Yet she was going to enjoy every single second of those two minutes.
Her eyes never left his face or torso as he undressed her, revealing her body to the night, her skin almost silver under the moonlight.
"You should forget about the time and enjoy..." she grunted with a smirk, her hands still pinned on the ground, but her vitals obviously reacting to his moves on her.

((She was wearing pants, I don't see Emilia wearing skirt except if she is forced too!! But that's alright... ))  

[Angeles Valentine]

Leon's eyes moved suddenly to hers. Was she giving up? He couldn't tell. His eyes lingered for only a moment before looking down at her bare body. His breath came hot against his lips before he moved down and grazed her stomach then down her thigh.

((ToS))

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Angeles' eyes opened and she stood up and dusted herself off, she slipped her ring back onto her finger and began to walk. She needed to feed if she was going to be able to save anyone including herself.  

[Zulma san]

Louis was done with his vision, he was slowly recovering. Yet he could not detach his mind from her. After so long, he was still trying to understand why he could not get over her. His pride was hurt every time he was seeing her. He hated how his behavior was changing in front of her.

"Pathetic..." he grounded before leading his steps back towards the city.  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles' eyes were red as she scoped out a potential meal. A man in the darker side of the city, in the alleyway, stalking his own sort of prey; a prostitute leaving the brothel. Angeles dipped and sank into the shadows, only her red glare visible as she moved closer to the man.  

[Zulma san]

To reach the center of the city, Louis had to pass through the sinful outskirt of the town. It did not take long before he felt Angeles. He knew she had just passed and was even around.
He hesitated wanting to see her again but he knew how she despised even just his presence so he just remained immobile for a moment, undecided.
Then, he moved towards the female vampire. Her eyes immediately told him that she was hunting and he spotted her prey right away.
"May I offer you some better blood?" he asked, aware that she knew he was there. He also got himself ready in case she lunged for him.  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles' eyes turned slowly to Louis as he approached her. She glanced at him, forcing her countenance to be cold as she asked, "better blood? How, pray tell, would we find better blood without making some humans very very angry?"  

[Zulma san]

Louis looked at her without a smile nor a frown.
"By conserving blood from when the times were different..." he answered his eyes locked in hers.
There was another way...but that one she would never accept...