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Post by Irene on Oct 29, 2008 13:54:05 GMT -5
*She was still for a moment. Then she unuttoned the top of her nightgown and knealt beside him, offering him her neck*
"Do it quickley."
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Post by Francis on Oct 29, 2008 14:08:15 GMT -5
*Francis froze and stared at Irene in shock.*
No."
*He whispered, upset.*
"I could never ...."
*And yet the craving was too bad, too strung to not give in to.*
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Post by Irene on Oct 29, 2008 14:10:32 GMT -5
"Go on- just take what you need."
*Her voice was steady- she was not going to have second thoughts.*
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Post by Francis on Oct 29, 2008 14:21:28 GMT -5
*Francis stayed still for a moment. And then he leaned in. He gently touched her cheek with his one hand and grabbed her shoulder with the other. He was shaking slightly.
And then he bit her. His world turned red. All that was important, all that mattered was blood. His grip on Irene's shoulder tightened.*
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Post by Irene on Oct 29, 2008 22:08:41 GMT -5
*She thought for a moment she waould faint, but Irene managed to keep herself together. There was pain for a moment, and then an overpowering sensation of oblivion.*
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Post by Francis on Nov 2, 2008 5:43:53 GMT -5
*He had to pull away. He knew it. He had to stop, but it was difficult. The blood thirst was just too strong.
Francis struggled, but he won. For once in his life he won the fight and he pulled back.
His eyes were bloodshot and blood ran down his chin and at that moment he truly felt like a monster.*
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Post by Irene on Nov 2, 2008 11:26:21 GMT -5
*Weak from loss of blood, Irene collapsed by his side*
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Post by Francis on Nov 4, 2008 4:46:39 GMT -5
*Panic shoot through him as he saw Irene collapse and Francis immediately cradled her in his arms.*
"Irene? Oh God. Please, say something."
*He brushed some locks of her hair away from her face.*
"Irene?"
*He was begging for her to wake up.*
((Want me to take her to the Infirmary?))
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Post by Irene on Nov 5, 2008 1:00:42 GMT -5
((Don't bother, she's just weak right now. Take her upstairs if you want.))
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Post by Francis on Nov 11, 2008 4:38:13 GMT -5
((I don't know why, but that made me lol.))
*He carried her in his arms, up to her bedroom. He couldn't bare to look at her, because seeing her unconscious, seeing what he did to her made him physically ill.
He gently put her down on the bed and then stepped away.
He was a monster. He hated himself.*
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Post by Irene on Nov 11, 2008 10:39:58 GMT -5
*Irene opned her eyes evntually, though she was still too weak to move very much*
"Francis..."
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Post by Francis on Nov 18, 2008 4:47:33 GMT -5
*Francis stepped forward, grabbing Irene's hand.*
"Irene, sssh, it's okay, I am here."
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Post by Irene on Nov 18, 2008 14:34:22 GMT -5
*She took his hand, smiling faintly*
((Heh, Dracula could really screw with Francis' mind after this. "Whatever I've done, I'm not the one who almost killed her..."))
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Post by Francis on Nov 24, 2008 8:26:20 GMT -5
((Oh man, I should do that, shouldn't I? That would be awesome.))
"I am so sorry."
*Francis whispered, his face a mask of sorrow.*
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Vincent
- Ingenious Pilot -
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Post by Vincent on Nov 24, 2008 14:54:15 GMT -5
((Dun dun duun! I almost wanna throw in Vincent and try to convince Francis into making Irene one of them.))
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