Post by HIDDEN EVIL on Sept 2, 2009 10:33:10 GMT -5
- 10:00 P.M.
The car drove up as far as the road would allow, stopping just at the passing of the large stone rock that the driver had been told to watch out for. His head was lowered, signing a couple of forms on the house so things could be finally settled. They'd need to be delivered that morning, which was why his new little helper was brought in from England, taken away and used for his own purpose.
"We're here Mr. Black." Well that was apparent. He had shuffled the papers together, putting them back neatly in the folder and making his way out of the car with no help from the driver. He adjusted the jacket, folding it out neatly while shoes crunched over the rocks and dirt, makng his way toward the small tunnel off set on the side.
Not many people came up this far unless they had either a favor or a deathwish. This time he had been forced up here not by himself or anyone else, but something deeper within. It had happened when he was being playful with his kitten, and decided that he was far too serious for his own good. Catching himself get angry when she stepped slightly out of bounds during play time.
the cave was dimly lit before the actual light of normality had come into play. Having to lower himself once in a while due to the low hanging cover spread here and there. He stood tall, facing the woman at the table. He had assumed she would be some old harpee who drew old tales and hopeful thinking onto others. To his surprise she was anything but.
Underneath those worn tatters she had lifted her head and showed such delicate features and a slender fram once she stood. "Ahhh, Mr. Black." A little smirk on her face caused him to genuinly lower his head to a bow. After all, she was old enough to gain that respect. "I see that you have something of mine?" She purred out of her throat, looking at him before he reached in the inner pocket of the jacket, pulling out a small black box. Shiny, perfectly polished.
After he had handed it over she lifted the lid to make sure it was still there in the same spot she had left it. Untouched. She smiled as though she had something up her sleeve, but she knew he wanted something in return. Just as he had turned she stopped him to a pause. "Wait.....there is something you need no?"
Her accent was similar to Hungarian but he couldn't be sure. It was the way her tongue rolled and how certain elements of her words were draped into something else. A chiming giggle was let out. It sounded full of deceit and sneakiness. Slowly he turned but it wasn't because he chose to. Her hands were somehow suddenly slipping over his shoulders and turning him around.
When he faced her he showed the look of slight confusion. "Mmmm, yes....vampires move so fast.....but we move faster." She let out with a hissing breath, as if the walls hadn't echoed her words out like a serpent but she had all her own. She pulled him closer by the hand, guiding him willingly toward the seat across from where she sat. But he didn't stand. He stood there, watching her round to the other side and hover above the glass ball that sat on top of that table.
Her eyes rolled over him, looking at him. Through him. Searching his soul as an index finger tapped against her lower. Then out of nowhere she had jumped up full of joy and clapped two hands together two times like some happy child. "Yes....!" She smiled and moved back, turning toward a shelf behind her and grabbing some small thing that looked like some of that glop Aubrey put on her face....cover up or something.
"I have just the thing you need." She spoke happily and he had put an arm up to decline.
"No..no....I don't need anything, I can assure you of that."
She seemed disappointed, uncovering the jar and pouting. "Oh....but I think you do........" And just as she finished the last of that line, she had threw out her hand and tossed the substance in his direction.
It looked like that crap Tinkerbell spat out when she flew but it had been a dark purple and left traces of black smog in it's wake, sparkling over his form and shifting over him like some whirlwind. His body had never felt so tight before, and he wanted to choke and swallow at the same time. Grabbing his throat, feeling a vicious pain in his abdomen and chest. The woman he could see was smiling, chuckling as she watched him fight inside.
He stumbled, grabbing onto a table but slipping the cloth off and as he fell back, something most unexpected had happened. His eyes closed as he hit the floor.
- 10:25 PM
Sevanni stood there as the woman calmed down with her laughter, looking over his arms, shoulders, hsi chest and the lower parts of him. Wondering what the hell had happened but felt sudden relief within himself. His eyes were brought up to her and she gave a little smirk with a gesturing nod. Sevanni paused for a moment then looked back to where he had swore he fell. Quickly his head turned back to view the woman and she was in front of him directly, slipping arms around his kneck and getting frightfully close. Lips nearly touching his.
"Am I dead?" He looked at her partially confused. Having seen himself laying there on the floor was a sudden shock to him. She shook her head, whispering out a long no. The hiss still evident within her. "But you're going to have so much fun now." She giggled and looked behind him to the driver who had been instructed by not Sevanni, but her. Summoned somehow. "Take his body back to his house....and keep him safe." She purred out, looking back at him with alluring eyes. "Why don't you go and be free? When you are ready......come back to me."
Without so much as a question out of many questions he had asked, Sevanni had blinked and when lids opened there was a flash of white light and he had been back, sitting inside his car as if nothing had happened. Looking at the driver who had acted as if nothing had happened. He felt his hands and arms and chest and legs, and even though he had been in one piece, he still felt that one thing missing.
He needed to go home and make sure.
