|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2014 1:11 pm
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/posts/say/say_b1_p.gif) |
![User Image](https://i1383.photobucket.com/albums/ah290/ravenlavender1/afbbecd8-37be-4766-a56a-9ac93b2c4a2f_zpsa8ec33ac.jpg)
『C a m i l l e x L y n n x E b e r h a r t 』 ❀ C u n n i n g x S l y x C o v e t o u s ❀
✗ø✗ø ||
Her mind tried to recollect the events, her body fully regenerating itself by making short work of the bruises, bumps and scrapes left by those heathens. Camille could hear the clanking of heavy boots just outside her door as what she assumed to be guards did their hourly rounds. She got use to the rhythm after the first time, would hear the demonlish chatter outside and sneer at some of the conversations about her, while proudly boasting her chest to others.
That night would prove to be a sleepless one of blind observation and plotting. Good thing she’d gotten some rest within the past week. But there was another question surfacing, how long had she been out?
It was then that she noticed her clothing felt light, her skin bare. Camille grit her teeth hard and dug her nails into her palms with fury, never making a noise, Those bastards have the nerve to take my gold from me! Then I shall take every one of their damned heads to atone for this injustice! But her thoughts were abruptly cut off by the sound of nearing steps, not the usual times for guards to pass. That's right....come to mama.
But the males voice touched her in an unusual way. While she could no more than see a shadow, mere outlines of what lay beyond the door, such a sound brought with it an encouragement to the imagination. She couldn't see him, but had no clue whether he could make her out or not. But pretending he could...she gave a bit of a pout. "You haven't really forgotten about me already? I figured I'd be one of the favorites." Had her shoulders come together a big just then to give him an eye shot of the cleavage? Oh yeah. She was an enchantress, after all...
||✗ø✗ø
{ooc; Trapped...Hostage. -wearing the garb in the bottom right picture- }
█ │▌│ ▌⇨ H o p e x r e m a i n s x w h e n x a l l x e l s e x f a i l s... x ✰↘↘↘
❀ P a t i e n c e x G l o r y x G a i n ❀
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2014 6:45 pm
|
Married Conversationalist
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2014 7:17 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2014 7:40 pm
|
Married Conversationalist
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2014 8:02 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2014 8:17 pm
|
Married Conversationalist
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2014 8:31 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2014 8:47 pm
|
Married Conversationalist
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2014 9:00 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2014 9:35 pm
|
Married Conversationalist
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2014 9:55 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2014 10:12 pm
|
Married Conversationalist
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2014 10:24 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2014 10:38 pm
|
Married Conversationalist
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Aug 29, 2014 2:30 am
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/posts/say/say_b1_p.gif) |
♫♫ Queen of Sound ♫♫ ♫Clara Marie Desmond♫
![User Image](https://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a217/samantha_sinclair/models/3f3a1c9e-d87f-4738-af8a-41fdba8bda29_zps8abf38bd.jpg) ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄
Clara heard his order and looked over her shoulder frowning. Why was he being a demanding a**? She could see the shadow surrounding him and knew it to be the beast, of all the times and things to get huffy over he chose this? He was not rough with her as he moved her but she watched him warily magic crackled in the air, at any point she could have used any of her abilities save for shattering bones without touching him. She’d rather not have to hurt him, but the magic hung in the air ready for her call, should he get to out of hand. Clara remained silent still watching him warily as he trembled and snarled and seemed to be arguing with himself as much as her. His comment about the full moon had her tilting her head unconsciously giving him easier access to her neck. Although it had her on edge. What was going on here? It wasn’t that difficult for her to figure it out really
He moaned something still looming over her and she watched him, listened as his tone turned from demanding to begging as he spoke. Some of the words were odd, but she got the jist of his meaning. She didn’t reply, just let him leave. When he was in the bathroom and the door was shut she jolted from the bed snagging the compression stockings, these were going to go, right now. She opened a cabinet in the kitchen and removed a box of matches and a bottle of isoprophyl alcohol for a starter then tossed the stockings into the fire place and soaked them with the liquid. Striking the match she tossed it onto the stockings the alcohol caught quickly burning up first before starting on the nylon fabric. She then moved to the fridge and made herself a glass of orange and aloe juice. A brief thought came to her to spike the drink with a bit of vodka to calm her nerves but that wouldn’t help when Kade decided to come after her. No reason to avoid it, she decided and took the glass sipping the contents as she made her way to the bedroom and sat down on the bed crossing her legs watching the bathroom door, still sipping at her orange juice. While she waited she picked up her cell phone and sent a text to Sonja ’This could get ugly’ was all she sent knowing the vampire would know she was referring to Kade.
![User Image](https://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a217/samantha_sinclair/models/e1eb1f7b-2026-4695-b531-2dcc4aa00f4c_zps04cf7bfe.jpg) Wearing: pretty in pink Location: Bathroom With: none Thoughts: Oh this sucks
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
|
|
|
|
|
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
|
|
|
|
|