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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2014 2:49 am
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2014 10:34 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2014 11:47 pm
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Posted: Thu May 08, 2014 10:15 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2014 12:07 am
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Posted: Sun May 11, 2014 1:56 am
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Oburos still didn't quite know how to respond, or how to make her feel better, but he held her close, and did his best to reassure her. "You won't . . . I won't . . . You won't." he murmured in response to her three fears. "I'll make sure of it." he whispered. "You'll never lose me . . . and I'll never lose you." he added, the last bit added more to reassure himself. He was worried about losing Rosa. The humans were still a very real risk. Suddenly he heard the sound of the alarm being raised. Not only had there been a fire, but there was a rather unruly intruder in their camp.
Natasha growled as she lunged at the fae surrounding her, trying to help her. Ha! Help?! They didn't know what she'd been going through. How could they possibly help her?! Except, perhaps, to feed her unquenched thirst. Her fangs bared, she tried to get to the nearest being, but found herself held back. The ground shook slightly under her as her anger, thirst, and desperation grew. Humans had captured her and her sister . . . They injected fae DNA into her system, DNA that her own body had very nearly rejected. She escaped when there was a disturbance in the facility . . . before they could also try and add the damned wolf blood into her body. She was sure her sister Desiree had made it out too. The scent was too similar to deny, but it had been changed. Perhaps, like her, Desiree's DNA had been changed, but she had followed the scent, staying out of the sun, though it seemed to have no power over her anymore, the habit was very strong. "Let me feed damn you! I'm starving!" she growled at the fae holding her back, preventing her from taking ANYONE'S blood.
((Decided to add a bit of a plot twist. ^-^))
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun May 11, 2014 2:37 am
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Posted: Sun May 11, 2014 2:52 am
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Oburos frowned as he followed Rosa to the balcony. "Be careful." he murmured, watching her head to the woman, following her at a bit of a slower pace, although he was ready to intervene at a moment's notice.
Natasha growled angrily, making eye contact with the new comer before her eyes widened and her struggles ceased, the similar red glow in her eyes fading as well. "Desiree?" she queried, her voice sounding dry and cracking. She shook her head, seeming confused. "Did they change your appearance as well as your scent? It seems quite possible . . . I mean, look what they did to me!" she said, a manic grin now on her face, as she spread her wings, the stones in the dirt leaping up to form the outline on the otherwise invisible appendages, knocking quite a few fae backwards and causing the vampire-fae to stumble forwards as she was suddenly released. She fell down, lacking the strength to hold herself up any further. She had been running from the humans since she had escaped, and several times she had lost Desiree's altered scent. She didn't bother to feed herself . . . or sleep. Her only thought had been escape and of finding her sister. So if she seemed a bit off her rocker, it wasn't that far from the truth. But she trusted her instincts, and they had led her here. This place was safe. But her hunger was too much. "Please . . . I need to feed." she whispered, reaching out a hand towards the woman who had the glowing red eyes. "Desiree . . ."
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun May 11, 2014 2:59 am
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Posted: Sun May 11, 2014 3:16 am
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Natasha hissed, her fangs extending as she stumbled after Rosa. "I'd like to see the humans try to take me again. They caught us by surprise the last time, remember Desiree? We'll be ready for them this time." she growled. "Drain them of all their blood." she mumbled, starting to lose herself in a haze of hunger.
Oburos smiled back, but it was a fleeting smile that was replaced with a frown as he looked at the newcomer. A vampire . . . who was also a fae? Not unheard of, but she didn't seem used to her fae heritage, if her aversion to the sunlight was anything to go by. So he had to assume she was like Rosa, not a halfling to begin with. A vampire first, as she seemed to have more control over her thirst, though it was slipping, how long had it been since she had fed? "Rosa! Our guest can have her fill in the dungeons. We had captured some humans, but we've gotten all we can out of them. They're no longer of any use to us." he said, waving his hand dismissively. There were no innocents in the dungeon either. Captured in battle, battles started by the humans, these humans were a danger. And if they could be used to feed a starving vampire, well let it not be said that the fae were not a generous race.
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun May 11, 2014 3:23 am
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2014 1:13 am
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2014 1:54 am
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2014 9:48 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2014 9:56 pm
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