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Post by Brandi on Mar 21, 2011 15:05:44 GMT -5
((Slapstick fight scene for the win! We are so very graceful, like gazelle. )) *Brandi cursed herself for her clumsiness, shoving up to her hands and knees and trying to get her bearings. Freakin' Dracula having to ruin every freakin' plan... She hissed at her complaining body as she pushed up to her feet, still shaky on them. She only found time to look back to the vampire before he was on her, both of them falling hard to the floor.*
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Post by Count Dracula on Mar 21, 2011 15:19:11 GMT -5
*Dracula had recovered far better than the other two had seemed to ((because he's freakin' Dracula)) and found it easy enough to overpower the girl. Pinning her under his weight, he glanced back to Raziel, a cool smirk twisting his features.*
"And what, Gabriel? You thought I would just let you...keep her?" *There was cold bitterness in the words that gave hint to something beyond the current situation. The smirk twisted into a snarl as his body rippled, sprouting leathery wings and long fangs.
Defined muscle rippled beneath pale flesh as he pushed off the ground, wings flapping as much as they could in the confines of the room to get lift. Grasping her ankle roughly with a taloned hand, the beast broke effortlessly through the window and out into gray skies. Thunder rumbled in the distance, growing closer with the threat of rain.*
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Post by Brandi on Mar 21, 2011 15:27:51 GMT -5
*Brandi let out a shrill scream as he dragged her across the floor of her room, nails clawing ineffectually to grasp something--anything--to help free her from him. Even as they took out the window, she reached helplessly to Raziel, eyes pleading and full of fear as she hung awkwardly in the air. Dracula's wings pushed harder now, carrying them both effortlessly into the growing darkness and towards Castle Dracula Roxula.* ((Thank you for un-archiving it. Though it took me forever to find it with the new name. Lol. ))
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Post by Raziel on Mar 21, 2011 20:27:04 GMT -5
((Welcome! ;D And haha, I should've warned you about the name--but I figured, hey, it's not really Mondego's place anymore. )) Dracula's coat ripped in his hand, and then immortal was gone in a rush, Brandi's voice echoing in the sudden stillness. Raziel shot to his feet once again, swaying as the weakness was still there--and it was the weakness alone that kept him from sprouting his own wings and following immediately after. Instead, he stood, waiting for his full power to return, staring at the torn bit of cloth in his fist. "I'll be damned if you get away with it again." He had a faint inkling of what the 'again' was, and even that much knowledge filled him with a wave of anger. No. Not this one. No adding Brandi to Anya, Jeanne, Veronica, Anna, Elisabetta and other names that were too faint in his memory to recall completely.. .
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