Rachel [Katon & Zenia]

[katon]

Dusk approached and Viktor watched though the curtains as the sun was setting. It was about six o’clock. Soon as the sun went down he could leave his apartment and assume the life of that which he once was. He had forgotten when he was bitten and cursed to change into this feeble state. Needing to prey of the unwary and weak, it sickened him but it was either that or die, there was unfortunately no cure for this disease. Though hope keeps him going, one day he will be free, Viktor promises that.

Sinking back into his arm chair he waits, his dark black hair covering his face, he didn’t at all like what he had become and had accepted his life of darkness. He worn black combat boots and cargo pants to match, he worn a simple black shirt which clung to his body tightly, opened at the top he wore a pendant around his neck, a religious symbol. His shining light that may one day deliver him from this dark existence.

He was pale for the moment, hunger was taking over and he was egger for the sun to go down so he could be free of his apartment which he considered a cell more than a refuge.

The apartment was nothing, he had sold most of his possessions. Books were all he needed and his arm chair. The place was filled with books all about vampirism and anything you could think of relating to his being.

He had read every book, all of them had some common factors some of them were obscure and unrealistic ideals of the vampire race. Very few acknowledgements were correct. The obvious one was that sunlight was his bane, the reason he had to lock him self away. Speed and Strength were a positive attribute he had gained, though only useful for hunting, and he was no more than an average man unless he had fed recently.

All this time alone only his feeding comforted him, so long since he had spoken to another human, touched or felt anyone with any compassion. These emotions had been thrown away, bitterness and hate now consumed.

The bitterness consumed him as he watched the sun finally setting behind the silhouettes of the buildings beyond his window. Standing up he prepares to leave his cell. Towards the door he moves, no need to grab a jacket vampires feel no cold, a perk of being dead he curses as he travels down the stairs of his apartment building and out onto the street.

 

[Zenia]

Rachel let out a yawn as she started to walk home, "man what a long day at work... ugh I hope I never have to do that again..." she muttered to herself as a cold gust of wind swept around her making her shiver in her outfit, the outfit was her uniform for work, she was a waitress at an asian five star restaurant. She was surprised she was hired at all considering she thought she was a clutz and plain as day.

"Geez why did they ever assign us these uniforms in this season! It is like wearing a bikini in a blizzard..." she muttered to herself rubbing her arms to keep her warm. A few cars honked and the drivers whistled at her, she flicked them off, one even mistook her for a prostitue. To which she cursed at him and ran away.

"That is it I am filing a request for different uniforms.... or start bring a jacket to work." she muttered to herself with a sigh, as she looked up at the sky the stars dimly shining in the cloudly sky the full moon shining like a firefly. Her heels clicked on the pavement as she got lost in her own thoughts walking to her home on the other side of town, she had done this so many times that she thought nothing could possibly go wrong tonight or any other night.

 

[katon]

It felt good to be outside, just to see something different from the four walls he was confined to. People were all returning from work, all engaged in their own thoughts, ignorantly passing by as what was essentially a serial killer walked amongst them.

Through any one of these people would have been a fitting meal for Viktor he shied away from destroying the lives of common people, these people had done nothing wrong they were just living their lives. Viktor’s envy starts to kick in ‘Why should they get to have their prefect lives, easy living and everything else. I could easily destroy their lives.’ Pushing these thoughts away he remembers the promise he made to him self, only the guilty and wrong doers of society should suffer. He would not be a curse onto the normal everyday population.

Viktor walks on, the wind blowing his hair around, a quick brush through with his hand pushes it back into place and he continues to walk. The streets of the city were always a pleasant relief every day there were different faces and things to see, Viktor felt he had some level of humanity still with in him knowing he could still walk among normal people.

Even though he was a Vampire he still had a job, even Vampires have to pay the rent. He worked in a warehouse on the edge of the industrial part of the city, work was part time but it was nights so rates were good and it was really the only time he could work. There were a few hours before he was due on his shift so he took the decision to go to the park. After dark no one really goes, just a few homeless and drug dealers hung around. Viktor saw these people as fair game, he was doing society a favour by removing them from existence, and when police found dead homeless and drug dealers the reports never made and headlines so it was the most sustainable way to live.

Turning the corner and walking down the streets he was in high spirits, he felt like a normal person, he felt human. He wanted to speak to some one but never could, no one in the city stopped to talk to anyone, his appearance didn’t help his situation and with everyone in society being a little odd and different having extended canine teeth wouldn’t really alert anyone.

Walking a bit further he spots a woman across the road, she is dressed in a rather unique way, Viktor snarls at first. The image of a prostitute just walking down the street. Everyone has to make a living but keep it in the correct part of town. Deciding to follow her he crosses the street. Coming up behind her she is stopped by another man and Viktor is forced to carry on walking or look a bit odd. The man who stopped the young woman propositions her, she instantly curses at him and increases her speed and overtakes Viktor once more.

Watching her move off into the distance Viktor feels an odd sense come over him, he has learned to suppress the natural urge to bite the nearest person but this new feeling doesn’t compare or contrast with that. It is a feeling in his chest, not something he has felt as a human or vampire he takes a moment to relax. Looking down he sees his pendant, his symbol of hope.

One more glimpse of the woman before she turns the corner and Viktor decides that she musty have some reason for being here. She could be his light or hope or have a reason to help him or an answer to his condition. Setting off at full speed he attempts to confront her in some way.

Her outfit was of an oriental style and Viktor came to the conclusion she must have been working in a restaurant, she didn’t look a promiscuous girl who would ware such and inappropriate dress in public, if it should be considered a dress. The moon had since come out and the street lights were now turning on, the streets were emptying, they were less populated than before. Formulating a plan as he comes close to the woman Viktor draws a blank, his mind clouded by the thought of food.

Using his hunger as a catalyst he runs and the woman aiming to grab at her hand bag and steal it. Stealing her handbag will hopefully contain her ID and her address. He could not confront her in the street, fear of opening his mouth and attacking her was now to great, time seemed to have sped up while he was watching her and he still needed to feed and get to work.

Running towards her from behind he will attempt to grab her back, succeeding of not he will continue to run towards the park lands, he needs food and to get to work.

OOC: No god or power gaming you get to decide if your character loses her bag, I always play his way.

 

[Zenia]

Rachel felt someone tug on her bag, and turned around to see a man with dark hair wearing mostly black. She gasped in surprise and tugged it back, but she wasn't the strongest girl around and the bag slipped through her hands. "Give that back!" she yelled at him, "that has my id and the money I was going to use to buy the next months worth of food and the new book that just came out." she thought to herself.

"Why don't you steal from some rich ass hole instead of me!" she exclaimed clenching her fists, if she wasn't in her work outfit she would have kicked him, but she couldn't because the dress hindered her movements. Her dark eyes turned cold as she glared at the man, if he ran she wouldn't be able to follow him not in this outfit anyway.

She looked around trying to find someone that can help her, but unfortunatly there was none, she should have known that, that is why she took this route most of the time, because no one was there and she knew every knook and canry where people could hide so she avoided them. In a last attempt she tried to grab his pendant, maybe if she was able to get that he would give her bag back. If not then at least she tried.

[[ooc: you decide if she takes your pendant or not.]]

 

[katon]

Charging towards her his plan worked brilliantly, he bag slipped straight from her arm and now all that was left to do was to continue away to safety.

Snatching the bag threw the poor woman off balance, luckily she had been wearing her high heels all day and counter balanced her self beautifully. Unfortunately she had used his weight to push her self back up and subsequently grabbed hold of his shirt and grasped his pendant at the same time. He felt her nails drag across his chest slightly as he continued to run a full flight.

Not looking back he continued to run, clutching the bag as he did. Running past a few people he hopped that they had not seen him carrying a ladies hand bag. Viktor reached the park unnoticed by and one walking home from work. He had arrived at the park. It was a large area, filled with trees ponds large areas of grass and winding foot paths between the trees and gardens.

Viktor entered through the western entrance of the park, he needed to cross the park to get to work so a quick bite on the way to work wasn’t any inconvenience. Walking to try and appear normal he feels his chest where the woman’s nails dragged across him, they have left 4 neat red lines across his chest, more worrying though is that Viktor’s pendant is no where to be seen. Smiling that he now has a reason with out doubt to find this woman he walks some more, looking through her bag as he does. She carried quite a lot of money considering she was probably only a waitress. As suspected her bag contained many forms of ID, he now knew where she lived.

Pushing thoughts of her he was beginning to feel light headed. Vampires need to feed daily but Viktor always held back the thirst, he most he could do was 2 days without feeding but he was always trying to push his stamina. It wasn’t long before he found a Homeless person, settling in for the night lying under an arched bridge over a small stream. Same old same old for Viktor, he entered under the bridge and brought out some money from his pocket. He always played the concerned citizen, offering money to the homeless man. Soon as the man reach out for it Viktor would pounce on the man, the need to feed always boosted his strength just long enough to pin his victims down, soon as they were losing a lot of blood they always gave up the fight. Draining the poor man of pretty much all of his blood it was apparent the man would never recover and slipped away into a coma then death.

Moving out from under the bridge Viktor wipes his mouth and continues walking towards the industrial part of town, a few miles south of the Park.
Work proceeds as normal and he is finished by 4am and it’s thankfully still dark. All he does in the warehouse is pack boxes and then stack them. No one he works with speaks English, Viktor doesn’t mind though his mind is more focused on this woman.

Returning back home to his apartment, curtains still drawn as always Viktor does something he doesn’t usually do, he cleans up. Attempting to make the place look as if it was inhabitable and less like a cell. Sitting back in his arm chair he watches as the sun rises up and looks through a phone book matching the woman’s name and address to a number, ready t o call her at a more sociable time in the morning.

 

[Zenia]

Rachel frowned as the man ran off, she tried to run after him and gave up shortly afterwards. She panted for breath not realizing that the man's pendant was in her hand until it bit into her skin. She opened her palm and looked at it, "well if the man wants his pendant back he can come visit, he knows where I live now... and I will be waiting for him." she muttered walking back home.

When she arrived to her apartment she opened the door with a sigh, it was a barren of almost personal aspects of her, "home sweet home." she muttered gloomly taking off her uniform and putting on some pink pajamas.

She looked at herself in a dirty mirror and sighed, "god I look like a mess." she muttered combing her long black hair. She lived alone here, her parents passed away along time ago. "better go to bed...." she muttered walking to a futon and placed the mans pendant on a nightstand where a leather bound book lay.

Picking up the book she wrote the events of the day in it she had kept a journal since she was young and hadn't stopped, it was one of her few comforts nowadays. After she was done she yawned and fell asleep locking the doors and windows before she went to sleep.

 

[katon]

Viktor had matched her name and Address to a phone number, he sat back in his arm chair in his apartment and lost his self in his thoughts. He couldn’t think why he had an odd feeling about this woman but he did, looking around his apartment it still look uninhabitable. Cooker had never been used, cupboards were bare, all that was in one room was his arm chair. The bed room as a separate section, he had the bed the apartment came in and it was dressed with clean sheet, he had never used them.

He had cleaned everything and the room still felt cold and lifeless, all of his books were hidden under the bed in the bed room, a few news papers littered the work surface and that was all his apartment consisted off. Viktor only ever guessed the time, he couldn’t go out till it was dark so he always just waited for the sun to go down. Should he ever need to be at work for a time it was easy enough to find a clock on the street.

Time seemed to go on for ever and before long Viktor was anxious to call this woman. Reading a few articles in the paper to pass the time he leaves his arm chair and wonders to the phone.

Picking it up he dials the number, unsure of what he will say the phone continually rings. He plans whet he will say in his head as the phone continues to ring.

“Rachel, we bumped into each other on the street. Remember? I have your handbag with all of your stuff in it, and you have my pendant. I’ve not taken anything from your bag, so think we can trade back? My pendant is more important than anything in your bag, and im sure you need this money back.”

With what he will say now planned out Viktor will let the phone ring a bit more, if there is no answer then he will have to wait till nightfall.

 

[Zenia]

Rachel woke up to her alarm going off, and groaned, she forgot that she had an early day today. Quickly taking off her pjs she ran into the shower, she thought she heard her phone ringing but couldn't be sure. She put on her uniform again and for some reason grabbed the mans pendant before she left.

Sheran all the way to the restuarunt and just barely made it, her manager scolded her for cutting it closes and that they had a busy day again. "Sorry buoss I will get right on it!" she exclaimed as she started working the tables.

More then one patron got drunk and flirted with her some pinched her ass. She ignored those, she didn't want to lose this job, it was the highest paying one she had ever gotten.

Something later on fell out of her pocket and she recongized it as the mans pendant, "I wonder if I will ever see him again, if I do, he better have my pay if not he better be prepared for me to make him pay." she muttered as she picked the pendant up and put it back into her pocket.

After her job was down she left, again she had forgotten her coat and sighed, it was colder this night then the last, she couldn't help but shiver on her way back to her apartment taking the same route she did every night.

 

[katon]

No reply, no matter thought Viktor. He was used to playing the waiting game so went back and slumped into his arm chair, since he had changed he had never been successfully able to sleep. He could close his eyes and relax all he wanted but his body would never turn it’s self off to sleep.

The day ground incredibly slowly, Viktor became increasingly agitated as he could do nothing but wait till night fall, and he had already prepared her hand bag ensuring he had everything he did when he took it. He had spent some of the day looking at city maps to work out where she lived. It wasn’t far from him and in an apartment block like the one he lived in. he didn’t know if she would be alone or not but was never concerned about being attacked. He had only fed yesterday so we still stronger than the average human.

Sun set came once more and the streets reverted to their usual routine as they did every evening. Viktor grabbed a black hoody and put it on flicking the hood up as he left his apartment. He tucked the hand bag inside as the neared the exit of the building. Stepping out onto the street the readjusted him self then proceeded to walk in the direction he through the woman lived in, he followed the same way as he had the day before, assuming she on that day was also heading home. He couldn’t run it would draw attention so he had to shuffle by with the rest of the people. As he got further away from the main streets the amount of people decreased. Viktor was constantly looking and checking around, though his hearing was better than a human he had not trained it to pick up on individual sounds so had to rely on his eyes.

Due to his hasty exit of the apartment he was in front of the woman he was searching for and reached her address before her. Looking around it felt too early for her to be back so he skulked him self away out of sight so he could view the apartments more stealthily. Some 20 minutes later the woman arrived, same dress as the day before, still not the common sense to buy a coat though. Thinking back though Viktor remembered he still had her money so partially his fault.

As she entered the building Viktor followed, able to use his increased speed to traverse the street with little effort and grab the door before it closed. Upon entering he could hear the sounds of the woman’s heels echoing up the stairs. Lightly walking in pursuit Viktor hangs back and watches for which door number she unlocks and enters.

He watched as she entered her apartment and then gave her an additional 10 minutes before proceeding to the door. One light knock later and Viktor waits patiently outside for the woman to answer.

 

[Zenia]

Rachel let out a yawn and was writing in her journal when she heard a knock on the door, "Just a minute!" she called out finishing her journal entry, she also drew a picture of the mans pendant in it, she took art classes at her school, she was a senior in high school and nineteen almost twenty she had missed a year of school due to her being sick before.

Still in her outfit she slowly walked up to the door, wondering who it could be at this late hour. "If it is that man again, and he is trying to bribe me for my bag, I am going to punch him." she thought to herself calmly.

She opened the door and saw it was a man in a hoodie, "yes? What do you want, if you are trying to sell me anything sorry I am not interested" she calmly remarked to him. She felt like she met him before but couldn't place a finger on where, could he have been a customer from her work? If so how did he figure out where she lived? Was he stalking her?

She reached for her bat that was close at hand, this man didn't look like a saleman and she had been nearly robbed before, so she was cautious about him, If he made a suspicion move she wouldn't hesistant to whack him with the bat as hard as she could.

 

[katon]

Opening the door Viktor wasn’t sure if this was the right woman, he hadn’t actually seen her face until now. It also seemed she didn’t know him. Was apparent that this was the right person though, same dress sense as the day before and Viktor didn’t think skimpy dresses were the in fashion this winter.

Pulling back the hood on his hoody he revealed him self to the woman, he turned his head slightly as to make his hair cover most of his face, from what could be seen his face was clean and shaven, not the look you expect from a robber. Unsure of what to say Viktor’s mind draws a blank.

“Erm… im not a salesman no, but I think I have something you want any way.” Viktor then flashes the woman’s hand bag from under his hoody. “Straight trade is all I want, just want my pendant, means more to me than anything I can get out of here, I’ve not taken anything, your welcome to check.” Viktor then places the handbag down at his side, in a favourable manner that if she does attempt to simply grab it he can push her away and hopefully his increased strength will benefit him here.

“Look I can come in if you want and I’ll make an apologie. What do you say?”

Waiting in the hall for her reply Viktor stands still holding the handbag tightly, he’s not caught a glimpse of the pendant yet so this woman might not even have it.

 

[Zenia]

Rachel heard what he said and gasped, "your that pickpocket!" she exclamed and was proven right at the sight of her hand bag, "you want your pendant fine," she replied calmly, "do you know how much trouble you have costed me from taking my hand bag? I was planning on buying a new jacket and food today, but thanks to you I can't and the stores are closed." she replied.

She opened the door fully to let him in, "come on in, but be warned you do anything I find suspicious I will hit you." she replied motioning at the bat nearby her.

She had left her pendant on the futon as well as her journal which was open. "Oh and in case you were wondering, no I usually do not dress like this, it is my uniform for work, so do not go thinking I am sometype of hooker." she replied to him as she walked into the room and sat down on one of the few chairs in her room.

"Your pendant is on the futon, next to that book." she remarked pointing to the futon on the floor. As she was lowering her hand her palm scraped against the rough edge of the chair causing it to bleed slightly and she winced in pain and let out a small gasp in pain. "damn chair, I need to buy a new one... or sand this one down some more..." she muttered to herself in pain as the blood formed small ruby red beads along the cut.

 

[katon]

The woman was undoubtedly annoyed at Viktor and he couldn’t really think of an explanation to give her, so he just following her into the apartment.

Her apartment was slightly more inhabitable than his, she had some personal affects that littered the room. He apartment wasn’t lavish or anything extravagant, the money in her bag must have been all she had. She stormed her way through the apartment still wielding the bat she had answered the door with, a kind reminder pass from her lips that she would use it should he try anything. Sizing her up she didn’t look much of a threat, even with her bat. After a few moments of looking her up and down Viktor changed his thinking to if she could physically take him to how physically fit she was. Obviously having limited money kept her from indulging and thusly she had an attractive figure on her. As she walked away he notices how her behind wiggled as she moved how her shapely figure looked as if it glided across the room. His day dreaming was soon interrupted by her claim she wasn’t a prostitute.

“I never through you were, to nice a part of town for that class of woman to be in.”

Lowering her self into a chair she instructed Viktor where to find his pendant. As the woman lowered her self down Viktor herd a gasp, thinking nothing of it he started to walk across the room. Not even one step into his stride and he was stopped dead in his tracks, an incredibly familiar small and taste registered in his brain. Turning to the direction of the woman he could see she was sat down at this point, nursing her hand.

Small droplets of blood could be seen on her hand and even though Viktor had fed the day before his self control seemed to laps at the sight of this small amount of blood. Turning to face the woman Viktor feels feeble, his eyes drawn to her blood and nothing more, stepping closer. “Let me have a look, im quite good with blood and things of such nature.”

Stepping forward he will attempt to take her hand and investigate the blood.

 

[Zenia]

Rachel nodded, "thanks, I am not good with blood, it makes me a little queasy," she admitted letting him take her hand she couldn't help but blush a bit, up close he wasn't that bad looking, she shoved those thoughts aside and reminded herself that he had stolen her handbag from her, but still he was quite the attractive man, and she couldn't help but blush at that.

She glanced down at the blood on her hand and started to feel a little light headed, as she had told him she was no good with blood.

 

[katon]

Taking her hand Viktor pulls it closer to him, she then informed him that she was no good with blood. Looking up at her she was blushing in the face, slowly followed by that colour draining away. She all of a sudden became heavy and Viktor was forced to let go of her hand and support her as she became light headed.
Pulling her close to him he felt a spark, something he had not felt in so many years. He had forgotten this feeling he didn’t even know it existed. Placing her back in the chair he stands tall once more and collects him self, looking down at the poor woman he feels empowered, feelings of want and need come over him as he feels him self become attracted to the woman. Her helpless state only infuses his lust for her. Dropping down next to her he takes her hand, trying to make eye contact with her he speaks. “Look don’t worry, I’ll look after you, you look a bit tired.” Allowing her to relax for a moment Viktor turns her hand over and looks.

The cut is only small, odd that a human would pass out over so little, even more odd that he wanted that small amount of blood so much. Squeezing her hand he attempts to push more blood through the cut. Checking one last time to see that she it’s all with it Viktor proceeds to bring her hand to his mouth. Lightly licking the blood from her hand he becomes instantly aroused. He had bitten both men and woman before but had never been aroused by the whole transaction.

Continuing to squeeze and lick the blood from her wound Viktor sits on the floor next to her. Biting her would end her life, or if he managed to stop the feeding she would then be infected and turn.

Using the strength of his hand he squeezes her hand harder, pushing the wound open more, more blood is coming out and Viktor is now freely drinking from her without needing to bite at the neck as he usually does.

Holding her hand in place he continues, the experience is more enjoyable than any other time he has drunk blood. Realistically he doesn’t need her blood and should stop but he can’t. Continuing to drink it is apparent that she will soon become weak over the loss, he wound is only small but the force that Viktor can suck the blood through makes the cut seem more serious than it is.

 

[Zenia]

Rachel let the man settle her back into the chair she smiled, "thanks..." she replied softly. She closed her eyes to block the image of the blood in her head. Rachel was starting to relax when she felt his tongue as he started to lick her wound, "hey what are you- ow!" she exclaimed softly as he squeezed her hand harder and made more blood flow through the wound.

She tried tugging away from him, but failed.Her heart start beating faster which only made more blood flow to her wound. She felt dizzy and weak, she desprerately reached for her bat that was on the ground next to her, her finger tips brushing against it.

She winced in pain as he yet again squeezed her hand harder still, his sterngth was incredible. Finally she reached the bat and swung at him clumsily.

 

[katon]

A knock came to Viktor’s head, unaware of what it was he fell back onto the floor.

The woman in the chair gave him a look of disguised, obviously confused by the situation Viktor had time to check his head. She had managed to hit him though the bat had connected with his head lightly, more as if it had been dropped than swung at him. Still she had attempted to strike him and he wasn’t happy about it. The taste of the blood on his tongue still lingered. Her blood was sweet and tasted clean, Viktor normally fed on vagrants and drug addicts so their was always a taint to their blood, a metallic taste that had since become the norm for him.

Standing back up Viktor starts to lose his cool. “What’s that for, what did you hit me for?” Rubbing his head for a moment he gives the woman time to speak.

Moving back closer to her he attempts to grab her and stand him up to his level. She is naturally shorter than him but with her heels on she about matches his height. Viktor’s increased strength due to the new intake of fresh blood makes him more formidable than he was when he entered the room. Through the poor woman hasn’t lost much blood she is no doubt confused and dazed by the whole affair.

 

[Zenia]

Rachel looked up into his eyes, her face full of confusion, "What do you mean what was that for? You started to lick my blood, and won't let my hand go! What is going on here!' she exclaimed to weak to resist him yanking her up, she stumbled forward amazed at his strength.

She squirmed a bit trying to escape, "please let me go!" she begged him, the bat had fallen out of her hand and she didn't know what to do right now beside struggle to break free from, him, yet she couldn't he was much stronger then she had thought he was.

 

[katon]

Her slow reactions made this all so easy for Viktor, garbing her he easily manager he keep her from touching the floor and he gliding across the room pushing her into the wall. As soon as he had her pinned against the wall he grabbed both her hands with one of his and pinned them against the wall above her head.
The blood was still on his mind, he wanted it, and he wanted to finish what he had started. But a new intoxication loomed inside of him. He was gaining great pleasure from being able to overpower this woman so easily.

Questioning what he was doing Viktor could sense fear in her voice, he shared no pity or remorse for his actions. Instead he wanted more, he wanted her to beg, to be under his control. She squirmed and demanded she was let go, she wanted an explanation for why he was doing this.

Pushing his head closer to her left ear he paused before he spoke. A dense feeling came over this throat preventing him from talking, a moment had to pass while this feeling subsided. His instincts were telling him to bite, finish her off now, she was just food, stop playing and eat. He wasn’t interested though, pushing back closer he speaks.

“Why am I doing this? I have no idea? Why I licked your blood, it’s what my kind do.” Pushing him self closer to her he seizes the initiative of power still pressed against her left side he closes his eyes and allows his hands to wonder down her body.
“I cant tell you why im doing this, but you can make it easier on both of us.”

 

[Zenia]

Rachel trembled at his touch, her legs went weak. She shivered as his breath tickled her left ear. "Y-your kind? What are you talking about, no humans do that and as far as I can tell you are human, so please let me go!" she exclaimed still squirming trying to get out of his grasp. One of her high heels fell off and landed on the floor with a thud.

She let out a small gasp as his hand trailed down her body, "s-stop it please!" she whimpered fighting back even more to escape, her heart was beating so fast tht she couldn't help but think he could hear it.

"I-if you don't stop I am going to call the police!" she weakly stated, she was trying to think of something to say that would make him stop, an idea hit her, his pendant, maybe she use that to her advantage, without thinking this might anger him she lied, "If you do not stop I will break your pendant!"

 

[katon]

The threat of the police was enough to bring him back to a more human way of thinking. Viktor dropped the woman’s hands and let them slump to he sides. As soon as he let go she crossed the line, threatening to break his pendant. It wasn’t the most important thing in the world, just something that he held onto, his lonely star in the infinite darkness of his life.

Bringing his arms to the left and right of her Viktor cages her in with his arms at her chest height so she can only escape by dropping to the floor. “I guarantee you would be dead before you managed to call out for help, and if anyone did hear you, I would be long gone. People die in this city every day, the police wont care about you.”

Turning to look across the room to where her journal was he turned back and continued speaking into her ear. “My pendant is over there and you are here, I think it’s safe enough, don’t you?”

Pushing him self against her once more he whispers into her ear. “Shall we continue, but this time you be a good girl?”

 

[Zenia]

Rachel pressed herself against the wall terrified of this man, she hadn't felt like this in a long time. She took a deep breath, trying to keep her voice calm "What do you want?" she asked him looking for something nearby her to use as a weapon, her eyes spotted her high heel on the ground, trying to act casual she moved her foot towards it slowly as to not catch his attention.

The mentioning of the police not caring she let out a small tsk, "he didn't need to tell me that, I know that already... all to well in fact..." she thought to herself as her foot brushed against her high heel. "just a little more..." she thought to herself keeping an eye on the man.

[[sorry about the short post.]]

 

[katon]

Her voice was uneasy, her heart was beating incredibly hard. Viktor could feel the beat of her heat as he pushed against her. She squirmed some what but anyone would in this situation, fear was rife now and she was becoming increasingly worried.

Breathing heavily she asks what it is he wants with her. Viktor is no longer sure, he could take the pendant and go, no need for him to be here, she has what she needs and he the same. She can only tell people what happened odds are no one would believe her. Thinking she should cut and run a voice echo’s in Viktor’s head, telling him to push on, take hat you need.

With her still pinned against the wall Viktor pushes against her once more, feeling her heat and beating heart against his cold body and long since silent heat. “What do I want? Well I wanted my pendant and that’s within easy reach, but as im here I wouldn’t mind something from you! You can save your self, let me have what I want and you can keep your blood, and with it your life. Relax and let me have my way, then im gone, and you can continue this existence.”

He begins once more to move his hands over her body, she’s to afraid now, she wont fight back he thinks as he beings to enjoy him self.

 

[Zenia]

"If you want your pendant then take it and leave, I don't want it. I have nothing to offer you, so just leave me alone." she remarked tho him, fear in her voice. In this close quarters she wouldn't be able to fight him very well.

Rachel closed her eyes and turned her head to the side in fear as he pressed up against her and started feeling her body, she noticed that he was deathly cold, but that was the least of her problems now. She slipped some of her foot into the shoe on the ground and kicked it up making the shoe a flying projectile to hit him, or at least she hoped it would hit him.

 

[katon]

Her words ment nothing to him now, he had wondered what it would be like to be wit ha woman and even though he would be breaking his un-written rules about hurting people who were innocent he was compelled to be around this one for some reason.

She was obviously afraid but unwilling to just openly say and let him have his way so Viktor decides to be a little more pro-active. She’s still twitching and wincing away from him which is fair enough, no one wants easy prey. About to pull her from the wall and throw her too the floor a flash comes across Viktor’s eye’s dropping the woman he feels the side of his face, a slight gash appears across the right side of his face. He looks down to stare at the woman, unsure of what she used to hit him it is obvious she is the culprit.

“Stupid bitch! What did you thing that would achieve?” Stepping closer her takes her hand and pulls her to his face, turning his head to the side to show her the gash it begins to heal up instantly, within a few seconds it has completely healed and there is a slight visible mark where the gash once was. “You can’t hurt me, I get to regenerate any cuts or burses instantly.” Tapping on where the gash once was. “This mark will go, next time I feed, can you guess what I am yet?”

Enraged by the woman’s attack Viktor attempts to pull her up and spin her around so he is behind her. Taking his hand and covering her mouth and walking back wards to the door open behind them which he assumes is the bed room.

“You had your chance to play nice, now we do it my way.”

Dragging her closer and closer to the room she kicks and tries to break free. Viktor is still stronger though even though he has had to heal him self it hasn’t drained to much energy due to being only a small wound. Larger wounds would perhaps take more time and energy but he hasn’t yet experimented with self mutilation and self harm.