|
Post by Sylvia on Jul 8, 2007 8:42:32 GMT -5
*Sylvia swallowed cautiously.*
"And this...ghostrider...she is included in our...previous arrangement?"
*She lifted her chin proudly, trying to hide the fear in her heart.*
|
|
|
Post by Dracula on Jul 8, 2007 8:46:58 GMT -5
"Yes, unless you want to .... arrange another night?"
*Dracula said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.*
|
|
|
Post by Sylvia on Jul 8, 2007 8:51:33 GMT -5
*Sylvia lowered her eyes but not her proud bearing.*
"I think that one night is more than enough."
If only it could be the last time I ever saw you...
*She pursed her lips and lifted her eyes back to him, trying to speak confidently.*
"Is that all then? If we are done, you interrupted my bath."
|
|
|
Post by Dracula on Jul 8, 2007 8:55:28 GMT -5
"We are not done yet, my dear. I never got really got what I came for."
*Dracula slowly walked over to Sylvia, his black eyes gleaming.*
|
|
|
Post by Sylvia on Jul 8, 2007 8:57:50 GMT -5
*Sylvia stood and backed away defensively.*
"We have an arrangement. What more could you possibly need?"
|
|
|
Post by Dracula on Jul 8, 2007 9:00:49 GMT -5
*Dracula stopped and smirked, pleased by the fact he could make Sylvia edge away like frightened little child.*
"I want to know how you managed to make yourself and my wife untouchable in your dreams."
|
|
|
Post by Sylvia on Jul 8, 2007 9:03:30 GMT -5
*Sylvia gave him a look that told him to go to Hell.*
"I am not about to disclose the one piece of leverage I have, sir. Not for all the dirt in your cursed country."
*She straightened defiantly, silently praying that he would assume the blisters on her neck were the work of Mondego.*
|
|
|
Post by Dracula on Jul 8, 2007 9:12:19 GMT -5
*points at the shirt he is wearing* Been there, done that, got the t-shirt.
"You are so afraid to be attached in your dreams, while I am standing here in front of you in real life? Odd."
*Dracula made a mocking bow.*
"Good night Sylvia."
*Dracula turned and walked out of the room. He had to know how Sylvia protected her dreams, but that could wait. For now he would need to find the de Chagny brat.*
|
|
|
Post by Sylvia on Jul 8, 2007 9:19:39 GMT -5
But here you can cause real damage to your precious wife. Can't have that...can we?
*She stood silently, eyes narrowing, as he spoke and left. Sylvia sighed in relief, although she knew it was foolish to do so. It wasn't as if he couldn't just come back in and make his point. She sank back into her chair. She couldn't help a bitter laugh.*
How can things be so bad, and yet I am more hopeful now than I was a week ago? That seems so odd. Perhaps I will manage this after all.
|
|