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The Lair Of The Vampires, Where the vampires hide!| Sethora |
Posted: Apr 17 2008, 12:14 PM
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 King's Protector Group: Admin Posts: 85 Member No.: 1 Joined: 1-December 07  |
Elphie rolled her eyes as she grabbed Damon's coat from the floor and threw it lazily over the back of a chair. So he had fought the wolves - well, that'd be bad for relations. And he had intent to kill another one? Oh dear. Elphie smiled politely at Damon, walking to the bathroom adjoined to her room and wetting a black cloth to wipe some of the blood off of him.
"You, my good sir, are in my room because Scott would have your head for attacking a pack, making yourself known to the public and for general stupidity." Elphie came back into the sleeping portion of her room, and walked over to Damon pulling off his shirt and ignoring any complaints if he was complaining, tossing the almost ruined shirt on top of the jacket and proceeding to wipe the drying blood off of Damon's chest and back. "I'm sorry if this is weird for you - it's normal for me. I'm generally the one that cleans up the mistakes, so to speak. Would you like me to fix your shirt?" -------------------- It is something that grows over time. A true friendship, a feeling in the heart that grows even stronger over time. The passion of friendship will soon blossom into a righteous power, and through it you will know which way to go.
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| Gunzi |
Posted: Apr 17 2008, 07:21 PM
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 Sadism at its Finest Group: Admin Posts: 513 Member No.: 3 Joined: 2-December 07 |
He watched the girl blankly before instinctively shutting his eyes as she wiped his face. "The first time was because a wolf attacked me and I was merely defending myself." He stated after she pulled the wet cloth away. Scott must be the leader...
Damon lifted his arms up when she took his shirt off, after all it wasn't like his body wasn't presentable... in fact it was overly so. Well his skin could be considered a little on the pale side, but that is what happens when he works a night job and gets little sun. Then again he liked the porcelain look his skin had. "And tonight I just happen to have... personal matters with one of them." He replied calmly his gaze resting on his shirt not far away. It was perfectly fine save for the blood, after all neither wolf managed to injure him so his clothes weren't torn. "If you would like; you can wash it." He stated before shifting his gaze to rest on her form. "Where else do you plan on cleaning?" He asked with a raised brow, though other then that his face was pretty damn emotionlessly perfect. He didn't mean anything pervy by it... just it was nice to have a little warning sometimes. Damon reached down to his katana hanging neatly at his hip before taking it off and gently setting it so it was leaning up against the chair his coat and shirt was on before he proceeded to remove the silver bangles on his one wrist and the black studded binding on the other. "Wouldn't a shower be faster? And I don't need assistance for that." He stated quietly as he removed his leather gloves. --------------------  |
 
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| Sethora |
Posted: Apr 23 2008, 09:49 PM
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King's Protector Group: Admin Posts: 85 Member No.: 1 Joined: 1-December 07 |
Elphie rolled her eyes, trying to ignore Damon's near-perfect body. Not that she didn't notice it - he was obviously right there, in front of her, shirtless, what with his near-flawless porcelain skin. Obviously the poor victim of Aro's hunger and big heart hadn't gotten outside much before being turned - usually one retaining a similar complexion to the one they had had - Elphie, in her ventures, had met her fair share of darker-skinned vampires, which contradicted all myths she'd ever heard.
"Where else do I plan on cleaning...?" She asked out loud, more to herself than to the other Vampire in her room. She smiled at herself, tapping her chin with one hand absently. "Well, wherever you'd want me to clean, I suppose...." She hummed to herself again as she picked the bloodied clothes up off her chair, throwing them over her arm with an eerie grace. She raised an eyebrow at him when he asked about a shower. "What!? A shower?! You insult me! Am I not good enough for your new-born vampire skin?" Elphie pouted, trying to hide a smile, thus resulting in a cute sort of half-pout. "Fine, fine, the shower's in the bathroom, of course. Again, just use mine - it'll be best, if you don't want Scott asking questions. I'm going to wait here, then I'll drop your clothes off for cleaning and then give you a tour of this place." Elphie sat herself down on her bed, folding one leg over the other gracefully, her thigh-length kimono skirt sliding up sliding up slightly, and one sleeve sliding of her shoulder. She noticed, of course, but it was almost so natural that she didn't bother fixing it. In the back of her mind, a little voice was saying, 'it's your room, stupid. He has no right to be disturbed.' And she listened to that damn little voice. -------------------- It is something that grows over time. A true friendship, a feeling in the heart that grows even stronger over time. The passion of friendship will soon blossom into a righteous power, and through it you will know which way to go.
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| Gunzi |
Posted: Apr 29 2008, 10:10 PM
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Sadism at its Finest Group: Admin Posts: 513 Member No.: 3 Joined: 2-December 07 |
Damon was looking around the room not phased in the least by her clothes which seemed to be afraid of heights, after all it wasn't like he ever seen naked women...... in fact he has seen many of them. And quite frankly they all look the same, at least men had different desirable body types... women... were just... thin with mounds of fat on their chest. So really. Seen one seen all.
"Right..." He was wondering if she wanted him to take the rest of his clothes off right now then shower or go to the bathroom, take clothes off and get in the shower then she can take his clothes then. Why do I have the feeling she wants me to take my pants off in front of her...? He glanced back towards Elphie before turning around and walking into her bathroom before shutting the door behind him. There he undid his belt and pants so the leather material slid down his thighs and eventually to the tiled floor, then he stepped out of his boots. He stood there rather blankly after as if he needed to be told what to do next. And then his gaze was captured by the mirror. This was the first time he has seen himself since he was turned and he was immediately captivated by his bright blood-red eyes, they were... hypnotic almost. He moved towards the counter and rested his hands on it as he leaned towards the mirror. He opened his mouth to look at his fangs and he smiled. Way better then what those filthy mutts got. He let a dark chuckle past his lips and he leaned back before studding his torso which didn't appear to be altered, unless you count the bite marks that defiled his neck.. He then walked to the shower and turned that on, adjusted the temperature before stepping in and closing the sliding translucent glass which would likely only reveal a skin colored blob of sex to anyone on the outside. Damon tilted his head back and closed his eyes as the warm jet of water hit his face. It was far too relaxing having the liquid trace his muscles on it's desperate path down his body. Damon stayed in that position for quite some time now forgetting about Elphie who should be coming in to take his clothes. I wonder... where Aro is...? He thought quite randomly since he hadn't thought of the blonde since he found out Adrian was a wolf. -------------------- |
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