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Nov 26, 2007 20:51:39 GMT -5
Post by Felicis on Nov 26, 2007 20:51:39 GMT -5
He smiled in amusement. Listening to her own story, he sighed and reached a cold hand forward and messed her hair like she was a kid. "But I suppose your sad story still burns. Mine...I don't really care anymore. I mean, it happened almost three-hundred years ago. A guy's gotta get over a girl at some point. But still...haven't kissed a girl since Morgan." He suspected it was that part of him still wanted to go back to Morgan, even now. Perhaps that was why he had held off from girls for so long. He was waiting, a portion of his heart still wishing that Morgan would come and find him. But no...that stuff was for movies and romance novels. They'd never see each other again...
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Nov 26, 2007 21:12:03 GMT -5
Post by Mocha on Nov 26, 2007 21:12:03 GMT -5
"Don't mess up the hair." Alto said defensively, running her own hand through it. "Naw, it's okay, I'm still depressed sometimes, but it's alright. What the leader says.. goes." She sighed, a bit of annoyance and sadness in it, too. She was thinking about commenting about his 'kiss', and to possibly even flirt. What are you doing?! SHUT UP! she thought, mentally kicking herself, although she did physically too. "Ow.."
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Nov 26, 2007 21:19:35 GMT -5
Post by Felicis on Nov 26, 2007 21:19:35 GMT -5
The vampire nodded in understanding, but raised one thin eyebrow when she kicked herself. "Why did you do that?" he asked, amused. Chuckling and leaning back, he closed his eyes. His nostrils filled with that smell...the smell of blood. He could hear well...too well. Each beat of the nearby heart was taunting him. The hunger tried to rear it's hideous head, to take control. But quickly Cam opened his eyes. He shifted a bit further away. "You smell too good," he said as way of explanation.
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Nov 26, 2007 21:24:16 GMT -5
Post by Mocha on Nov 26, 2007 21:24:16 GMT -5
"Oh, nothing, nothing." Alto lied, shifting her eyes. "Ah, the smell of blood. It came to the guy I used to like A LOT." She backed away a bit. She could sense the thirst, the blood-desire. "I can sense the feeling, you know. You don't have to hide it." She blinked, backing away, so he would resist herself. "Sometimes, when we kissed, he bit me accidentally." she laughed.
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Nov 26, 2007 21:30:58 GMT -5
Post by Felicis on Nov 26, 2007 21:30:58 GMT -5
Cam gave a smile. If only he could press his lips against her neck and feel that sweet pulse, and then taste the nectar she hid within. Urk! Stop, your hunger's never bothered you that much, why now? He chuckled. "Oh my, yes, we vampires are a little enthusiastic in our romantic moments sometimes. It is not an all together pleasant sight to see two vampires kissing, let me tell you." Cameron nodded sagely.
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Nov 26, 2007 21:44:56 GMT -5
Post by Mocha on Nov 26, 2007 21:44:56 GMT -5
Alto chuckled a bit. "Nice. You've bitten Morgan before, haven't you?" She sensed his blood-desire sky-rocketing. "Should I move back a bit? Perhaps... a different pew? Then you won't sense my sweet, rusty-smelling blood?" She teased. "Tis alright if so, I can take it. Same with if you actually bite me-just don't suck too much. Wait-would that violate the truce? Well, we're not killing, are we? I've been bitten before, so it's awright."
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Nov 26, 2007 21:54:03 GMT -5
Post by Felicis on Nov 26, 2007 21:54:03 GMT -5
Shaking his head, he waved his hands to indicate was no matter. "No, no. I can control myself. If I have learned something it's self-control. Without it, I'd be gnawing on every human who tickled my fancy, and I doubt they'd be very happy having a pint of blood sucked out of them before I got back in the pilot seat." He looked at her with a mild smile on his lips. "That's very kind of you. And no, it wouldn't. However, I would find it very rude if a stranger I was talking too suddenly bit me, so... I'll resist."
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Nov 26, 2007 21:59:51 GMT -5
Post by Mocha on Nov 26, 2007 21:59:51 GMT -5
"Alright. Okay... well, consider yourself lucky that it's not full moon tonight. I'd have killed you-without recognition. Us lycans, unfortunately, have no self-control. We'd bite anyone in presence, not knowing who it is. The animal half of us would take over and if it WAS full moon, I'd bite, and you'd then be... a werepyre. Wait, that'd be bad, your Clan would notice the transformation... so you'd be kicked out.. and.. must I go on?" '
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Nov 26, 2007 22:06:01 GMT -5
Post by Felicis on Nov 26, 2007 22:06:01 GMT -5
Cam gave a rolling shrug of his large shoulders, looking up at the ceiling as he thought about that. "I doubt it. I can out run a giant kitty if I want. And if I did get bitten, and survive...which I'm sure I would...it wouldn't matter. Clans come and go...I can always find a new one, if I really want to. I mean, there are thousands and thousands of vampires and lycans all over. There are probably some of them somewhere that aren't fighting." Which was the honest to God truth. After all, he came from England, now Great Britian. He knew that there were many vampires there. And over the past thirty decades, they had probably multiplied a hundred fold.
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Nov 26, 2007 22:10:41 GMT -5
Post by Mocha on Nov 26, 2007 22:10:41 GMT -5
"Well yeah. They might even be one united Clan, unlike ours." Alto sighed. "If we didn't have this damned war, we might actually be at peace, one Clan. There'd be more werepyres, lycan and vampire offspring, don't you think? I mean, if you can't beat em, join em." Alto gained a straight face. "There's another way to put it. A giant kitty. Mrrowr." She laughed, batting with her paws.
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Nov 26, 2007 22:24:17 GMT -5
Post by Felicis on Nov 26, 2007 22:24:17 GMT -5
The vampire nodded along in agreement. He chuckled, watching her hands moving. Unconsciously he moved closer. Those hands were tempting. They looked tasty...there was a large vein in each one. Ack! No. Control, he would contain it. While his mind was focuses on maintaining control, because churches are so spacious and they were sucking the air clean out of it, with no windows open or anything, the air pressure was building.
And building air pressure can only be a bad thing. And no, I don't mean your ears popping. Rather, the pressure was compressing the space smaller and smaller and a sudden burst pushed the "young" man's face forward, in which it was unceremoniously crushed against Alto's, causing a very rough kiss.
Or, that's the theory we pose, anyways.
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Nov 26, 2007 22:33:18 GMT -5
Post by Mocha on Nov 26, 2007 22:33:18 GMT -5
Alto's eyes shot open. Cam had just... kissed her? No, it couldn't be. He only kissed Morgan, she only kissed the other vampire.. Well, our lips are intact. He's not BITING me, that's for sure.. he must be kissing me, then! she thought in disbelief. She didn't draw back or anything, she just sat there, their lips still touching. Maybe he meant to do that.. I kinda think I should return the affection.. she thought, and reluctantly kissed back silently.
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Nov 26, 2007 22:41:48 GMT -5
Post by Felicis on Nov 26, 2007 22:41:48 GMT -5
Numbed by the shock, he simply dumbly has his lips against hers, staring into her eyes, his own wide with confusion. Meep. Had he done that? Damn. He must of had convulsions of the spine or something. But then...she was kissing him back. Wasn't recoiling in horror or anything. This was...surprising. But not unpleasant, to be sure. Leaning into it more, he closed his eyes. He could feel her heart beat through her lips. So delicious...
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Nov 26, 2007 22:48:50 GMT -5
Post by Mocha on Nov 26, 2007 22:48:50 GMT -5
Alto's eyes flickered open. She drew back sheepishly, her face flushed a bright pink. "Er.." she looked at her feet, blushing lightly. "Erm.. did that just happen?" She asked quietly, a bit shaken by the bold move he made, or didn't make. She hadn't felt the soft, velvet lips of a vampire touching hers in a while--kind of missing the taste.
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Nov 26, 2007 22:52:28 GMT -5
Post by Felicis on Nov 26, 2007 22:52:28 GMT -5
Feeling her lips removed from his own, his own eyes opened and he pulled back as well. His own face wasn't able to blush, put if it could of, it would likely be a crimson color. "Yes. It did." He looked forward, though he wavered and looked back at her again. "I'm sorry if you didn't like it..." He had. It had been nice. He'd forgotten just how sweet kissing a girl could be. Sometimes a guy just spends too much time without one.
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