Sleazy jazz and a dangerous woman ( Raven Talius )

[Enzo Dragomir]

Enzo was wise enough to keep his broad smile to himself until she had shown him her back and then he let it loose in full glory. If she truly thought her words were cutting anything other than air, she definitely needed someone with his skill set. He did not bother correcting her assumption that he could not fight. If she wasn't trained enough to be able to see that in the cut of his body and stance, carriage and easy swing, then he was more determined than ever to see her safe.

He didn't know why really. She was beautiful yes. But so were most of the women in the club he had just abandoned for her. She was tragic in a **** you sort of way. That was appealing but not enough to keep him intrigued. There was just something special in her. Something that hadn't been released yet. It was trapped under whatever pain she wore like a trophy. That.. that was what captured him. "La belle dame sans merci..." he whispered to himself and it was done. He would help her in whatever insanity was driving her.

Stepping forward he caught her arm in a gentle squeeze, letting the veil of ignorant playfulness lift from his gaze to allow her a glimpse of what she was really dealing with. He waited until her own pupils widened and understood he was done with his play time and now was let's get to killing time. "Princess I believe it's time you understood something." he curved his lips again, releasing his gentle hold, bringing his fingers to rub through his well groomed beard. It gave him a piratical look for a moment that he may or may not have been amused to know about. "I may be a lot of things, but soft isn't one of them."

He let that too sink in, giving her the benefit of the doubt she was a better judge of character than he was believing... though to be fair, he was an expert at presenting whatever he wanted you to see and having you believe it. "The streets have gotten more than a little bit dangerous. I'm not speaking people danger either." his eyes glittered as he moved his words quietly toward her. "I don't know what trouble you're in, but I do know letting you run head long into danger would be unforgivable of me, and possibly leave you to showing too much to bystanders." he softened his words again, but the steel underlying them was still dagger sharp. "you had to have come into that club for a reason. I'm assuming a very good one."

"I can help you get to that reason where you couldn't. If you were meeting someone? I'm guessing it's someone you don't socialize with... did you know there are VIP rooms in the back for underhanded shadiness?"

Enzo's fingers readjusted his suits buttons and he straightened his tie as he let her absorb everything. "I can get you in there."

[Raven Talius]

Raven closed her eyes as she felt a hand close around her arm and she with-held the urge to turn around and punch the man in the face. At the moment, all she knew, was the fact that she had been stood up and some rich man kept pursuing her without realizing that she had no interest in him at all. The woman didn’t do gentle and she was just about to tell him as such when she spun around and he had dropped her arm, but he continued speaking. Slowly, she lifted her arms to cross over her chest then as she watched his very movements and listened to his speech. Oh she was very aware, but she was goading him. Trying to get him to react, but it seemed that he was in control of his temper. The man was a rich man offering to help her even though she wanted nothing more than to fight him instead? Interesting.

Slowly, she angled her head to the right. Maybe he could get her into a VIP room, but her informant was just as much as a rat as she was. The informant had specifically mentioned the small bar close to the stage. He hadn’t showed and now she was dealing with this man right in front of her. ”I’m very aware about others of our kind. I have yet to actually feel one raise their hand against me.” Another challenge then before she moved closer to the male until she was forced to angle her head back so then she could peer into those unnatural eyes of his. Why did she put any stock into what he said? Perhaps his looks did work for him, he was handsome, but it wasn’t something that she would voice. ”I have given you every opportunity to strike and yet all you do is grab my arm?”

She gave him a look of disbelief and began to wonder if she was losing her touch. Could she no longer goad a man into lifting a hand to cause her physical pain? This was the second time that she had ran into a vampire after she had had her tangle with Doc. So far, neither one out of the two had lifted a hand to physically hurt her. Perhaps her immortal coil was making her lose her touch. Vampires were different from humans and she had to remember that. However, was she the only vampire that wanted to kill until she was contemporarily content? Suddenly, she was thrown off a mental balance and she didn’t exactly know where to proceed from here. Was she still supposed to walk away or accept the olive branch that Enzo metaphorically held out. She took a couple of steps away from him then as she glanced away, her jaw tight with tension. ”You don’t know me and therefore it shouldn’t matter if I run into danger head long”

The woman paused for a moment to give him a fanged grin then, ”As for bystanders… They can die as well.” No witnesses, that was what she lived by. If some ‘innocent’ bystander happened to be walking by when she was feeding, they would end up dead as well and that was all to it. She had a bigger problem then innocent bystanders however, why didn’t vampires snap whenever she goaded them? Did she physically need to lash out at them? Raven was seriously considering physical force at this rate, perhaps she could hack it up to it was her fault, then Jesse would be less than inclined to strike out against her opponent . Slowly, she moved away from him to place more distance between the two, mostly so then she could inch towards her goal. The back street, it was surely her ticket to slipping away from the man.

Suddenly it came to her then to taunt him by voicing her wants. Perhaps it would send him back to where he belonged, in the fancy clubs chasing the fancy women. ”Ever thought that perhaps I want danger, that maybe I look forward to it?”

[Enzo Dragomir]

He barked his laughter upon hearing that. 'princess you ARE danger." Enzo shook his head with a soft tsking sound, he well understood that one who had so many walls up would be hard bent to jump over them. That was fine with him, he had all the time in the world. Continuing to stroke the soft hair of his beard he watched her for another minute and though very hard to discern, several emotions fled through her eyes. He could only pick out one of them and it made him wonder several things to himself. Confusion.

Well that wouldn't do. That wasn't the game he wanted to play right now. "Why would I strike you for being you Ms. Stabish? When I inflict pain it is with purpose and usually mutually beneficial. And that is if I only mildly like you. Hitting a woman? No cara mia, that is not how it is done. You lack imagination."

Enzo darkened his gaze further and very slowly reached out to take a tendril of her hair between his fingers, mimicking what she had done to his suit. Then in a blur of motion he had it wrapped in his fist, his face inches from her, twisting just enough to register a burst of exquisite low level pain at the nape of her neck. He smiled, but it was the devils smile and as he began to unwind her hair from his fingers he spoke low and deep so that any but supernatural ears would be pressed to hear it.

"Cara, there is a door at the end of that bar. You were sent to the entrance. It's were all the best criminals go."

Her hair released from his hands he gently smoothed it over her shoulder, a fingertip to heighten the now awakened nerves there, burst to life by the mild pain. "It isn't others of our kind I worry over molesting you. The things from the graves and sewers spilled upward and have become nuisance as I hunt." He paused again and took his fingers completely from her and backed up, "Do as you will princess, I am going back in to where I found you. You may accompany me and perhaps find your answers... or you can take your proverbial two steps back for your one forward."

Enzo swept a gallant bow, his eyes never leaving hers, now dangerously dark and full of things best left hidden. As he rose he replaced his tinted glasses, covering his Dragon's gaze and made his way toward the clubs entrance.

[Raven Talius]

Raven had been momentarily surprised when he had taken a tendril of her hair and gripped it with a twist that sent pain shooting through her scalp. Her lips parted to gasp, but no sound escaped them. Instead, her eyes rolled backwards and closed as she revelled in the brief pain that had been given to her. A slow breath passed her lips as she felt his hand smooth her hair over her shoulder and she almost pushed for more. The man was suddenly more than interesting and she decided that if he did really want to help, then she would only be foolish to refuse. Finally, she gritted her teeth as he moved away from her. What he had said about the things from the grave was thrown over the shoulder. The woman already knew about them and took it upon herself to go hunting for them on the occasional night when she wasn’t chasing down her twin.

A frustrated sigh parted her lips as she realized that she was going to have to let him in on this interaction if she was going to be able to get where she wanted. To get the information that she needed to aid her hunt. She turned around and she took a few hurried steps forward until she was walking beside him. It was then that she took one more quickened step which brought her up and around into Enzo’s path. ”Fine, you can help me. On this one occasion, I wouldn’t expect it to go anywhere though.” The woman simply scoffed as she narrowed her brown hues at the man and retracted her fangs. ”As for the zombies, I already know about them.” Indeed she did, especially when she had spent many days away from the den. She had slept upon a random couch outside of the Quarantine Zone and when she was in a particular mood, went out of her way to kill a few.

So, yes, she didn’t feel a threat from them, at least it was something that she could handle. This man, this man was beginning to be someone that she couldn’t very well handle. His buttons were still unknown and he seemed to have a handle upon his anger. Enzo was the complete opposite of Jesse and he was making it hard for her to simply push him out of her life. Indeed, he could very well show her entrances to places in that damned high end club that only a rich man knew about. She gritted her teeth at the situation she had gotten herself into, this man was a pain in her *** and she was beginning to think afterwards, she was going to rip out more than a few throats in frustration. Her hands clenched before she released them. Yes, more than a few souls would find that this night was their last and she hoped that they partied hard like it was their last day on Earth. Simply because it would be their last day on Earth.

”The name is Raven Talius and I really don’t want you to speak if we do find who I’m looking for in that ridiculous club.” Silently, she lifted a hand to press to his chest and she gently applied pressure to make him step back, should he allow her. Raven was desperately trying to grab hold of the reigns and control them, because she hated someone else grabbing a hold of them. It just wasn’t how she did things and normally she didn’t involve others in her business. However, this situation was a little different and this guy held the keys. So, from all of this mess, she was trying to gain some sense of control, otherwise she might as well kiss the whole situation goodbye. It took all of her willpower to even accept the man’s offer, so she wasn’t willing to give him complete control over the situation all together.

[Enzo Dragomir]

Enzo watched her with seeming casual interest. In reality he was noting every move, flicker of expression, nuance of the beautiful vampress. The way she lost herself in the pain spoke volumes and he tucked the knowledge away for future dealings. He listened to her carefully, his head tilted to look her in the eye, his great height gave him an advantage in most things but he mellowed his expression, not wanting to push her farther with perceived intimidation.

Things were just getting good. 'Raven...' he rolled it around, his upper class Brit accent drawing it out into almost poetry before he turned and with an amused grin, swept a gallant half bow. "At your service princess.' straightening back up he held the door open for her, an excuse to watch that amazing little *** stomp off toward the bar again. The coat check girl raised a brow, but she was used to Enzo's comings and goings and simply shrugged off the new strangeness. He winked at her as he passed and then returned to admiring the view.

When they had made it to the smaller bar he didn't stop, he simply tossed an odd looking coin at the bar keep. Daniel caught it mid air, and reached under the bar to press a release button. The former speak easy had many hidey holes and the door that slid open against the darkness of the side bar was unnoticeable unless you knew where it was. Enzo guided Raven quickly through, just as the hidden door began to close. "There we go Raven stabsalot." He put his hand against the small of her back, a protective gesture so that the men and women in various rooms down this walk knew better than to stop her. Some were vampires, others magic wielders and some were just truly evil humans. It didn't matter to Enzo, this was where the power moves happened.

Walking Raven down the hall, he glanced from behind his lenses the different rooms, he knew that if her contact were waiting for her here the door would have a small code light on the doorknob stating whatever meeting was to happen hadn't begun. They passed several occupied lights on doors until he reached one that glowed purple. Looking up and down the hallway he noted it was the only one lit for business. "I believe this one might be it." he told her as he swung the door open.

He let her in first, holding the door for her then letting it swing closed after his own entrance. He waited to see if the man at the conference table was who she was looking for and when she didn't storm back out Enzo lit the occupied code and took a place behind the silent vampress.

The contact was brutish, his tats, squat muscular size, and general air of 'I'll kill you for even looking at my beer' was more than amusing to Enzo but he refrained from doing anything other than taking his place against the far wall, his front to his wards back. Duty done, getting her here, he kept his word and remained silent, handing over the reigns to the competent woman. There was nothing about her now that even hinted at the unsure and it was every bit as entertaining as he'd known it would be.

Flipping his Sobranie case from his inside coat pocket, he retrieved the cigarette and lit it, readying himself for whatever was about to happen. He hoped it got violent. Everything tasted better sprinkled with violence.

[Raven Talius]

Raven noted the way Enzo spoke her name and the pet names that he kept giving her. Her lips twitched at the nickname, ‘princess,’ but she let it slide… For the moment. Enzo had guided her through the club and over towards the bar. There a door opened to the side of the bar and a sigh parted her lips. Bloody ********, of course the informant wouldn’t have mentioned this part, but she tucked it away for now. Perhaps she would kill him afterwards, she wasn’t exactly sure yet. If her brother didn’t yet know that she was after him, then this man may just inform him of such information. They slipped down the hallway until Enzo mentioned which room it was and opened it. She slipped inside and saw the very man she was chasing.

The man was lazing in a chair with a smirk upon his lips, and her gaze flickered over the man’s sandy blonde locks and the deep green eyes that seemed to shine with amusement. She made her way over towards the table and instead of seating herself into a chair, she moved a chair aside and simply sat down upon the table itself. Her right hand rested upon the tabletop, palm facing downwards as she simply rose a brow. “Sorry Raven, I forgot that you being more of a cage fighter, wouldn’t know of the shady sides of fancy clubs. Who is he?” The man asked. A simple eye roll of her eyes were given then before she sighed. ”Enzo. He was my ticket into here, no thanks to you Ronald.” A chuckle rose to his lips then as she watched his gaze flicker over her form, obviously looking for weapons that she wasn’t carrying.

“I always thought that you were a lone wolf. I didn’t realize that you were in the market for a boyfriend, I would have thrown my hat into the ring.” Her fingers twitched, just slightly. Mostly because she wanted to slam his face into the table and enjoy the sound of a nose cracking. Instead, she pulled a packet of cigarettes out of her jacket pocket and tugged one free, offering one to the informant. Once he took one out for himself, the man produced a lighter and she leaned forwards to set her own cigarette alight. The woman inhaled and leaned back, throwing the packet onto the table. ”I don’t do relationships, remember? I also don’t create any kind of bonds. You and everyone else knows this.” Her brown hues watched him light his own cigarette before he looked at her. “Yeah, I know, you and that fine *** always remained alone. Although I’m surprised that you’re even here. Word on the street is that you were dead after two men were slaughtered at a club. An eye witness saw you badly injured and bleeding out.”

A shrug of her shoulders was given then and she sighed, idle chit chat bored the woman, but it was what happened after you disappeared for a while. The night he spoke about was the night that Clover had caught the scent of Raven’s blood and tracked her down. Clover had turned Raven on that night, even though she definitely would have permanently died if Clover hadn’t. ”I was there, I also survived. Death holds no grip on me, it never did.” He smirked at her then, “So you have faced death twice, been on the brink and laughed in its face. Not many people can say that.” Slowly, she rose the cigarette back to her lips so then she could inhale the smoke while her brown hues watched the man in front of her. The man was trying her patience, this much she knew. Once she pulled the cigarette from her lips, she spoke. ”Death doesn’t scare me, it never did after the first time. It’s not something that I boast about, so can we disperse with this pointless chit chat?”

It was the man’s turn to perk a brow before he shook his head, “Always straight to it, you never did learn to relax after the first time. You came out differently. Him on the hand? Still the same. I miss the old you. You should come back to the cage and have fun.” Enough, is enough, she thought to herself as she slowly reached forwards to stem her cigarette out into an ash tray sitting upon the table. Her other hand moved forwards to rest upon the table then as she scowled at Ronald, ”Enough. I didn’t come here to catch up and talk about the past.” Should he start talking more about the past, Raven was sure that she really was going to slam his face into the table.

[Enzo Dragomir]

Enzo leaned his broad shoulders against the wall, the door well within arms reach. Inhaling his Sobranie he held it as he listened to Raven firmly shut her contact down. He admired that. Taking command of a meeting from the beginning made it much easier to get the sheep into the wolves jaws.

Ronald, or whatever, seemed to be under the impression Raven was a typical female. Granted he was mildly surprised to learn she had been a professional fighter, but then again if he really thought on it, it made sense. What better way to fight your demons than in the ring? It's why he had taken up sword sports when he was human.

He took no offense to the way he was being spoken about, it was a human and a poor smelling one at that. He could easily be plucked from life without an extra thought. Enzo never let himself be moved by things people clearly beneath him had to say. The sole purpose to snide, or barbed words were in the vain hopes they would demean you down to their level and perhaps have any hope of a chance winning what you have.

Enzo also found it was much more amusing to just watch them in silence and let the uncomfortable build. If you looked a person in the eyes while in a conversation with them it became almost a compulsion for them to fill the silence. Couldn't shut them up. You learned all sorts of little tidbits for future use. And most of the time they forgot that they had even let any clues slip. Manipulation was underrated by the lazy.

He could see that Raven was becoming frustrated with her contact, he'd hoped she would go a bit longer as so many wonderful bits were coming his way... she had almost died twice? He was betting that one of those times had led her to the creature she is now. Who was her Sire? What line did she come from? Where was she from? Reminding himself all in due time, he wasn't exactly tripping over himself to give away all of his secrets. Perhaps he could get the ball rolling by letting her know the basics.

She had an easy class about her, she kept it buried but he could see if she was of a mind she could fit in wherever she wanted to. That was an asset. The fact that she stated she was a loner, and possibly found commitment as distasteful as he did made him want to friend her even more. He could see many amusing nights in the future with her antics and happenstances. The night was still young as an added boon.

Now if he could just discern what it was she was looking for.. you didn't grab an information broker without wanting information. If the little toad didn't begin helping her the Allurist was going to start laying on the charm. The not pleasant vampire kind. She was worth it. And they were safe in the back rooms of an upscale shady nightclub. She didn't even have to know he did it if he was careful.

Only if she wasn't getting her way. He wanted her to have the victory for herself. He was just along for backup and giggles. And very interesting companionship.

Enzo smirked to himself as he took another long draw of his cigarette, his dragons gaze glittering behind his tinted glasses. The human had no idea the danger he was in right now. Just the way he liked it.

[Raven Talius]

Raven’s brown hues watched as Ronald’s eyes glanced over towards Enzo behind her and he seemed to watch the other male for a moment. As his gaze returned to her, he threw her another smirk. “What, you leave and don’t even bother to contact anyone for a while and expect no one will have questions? Come on Raven, you could humour me for a little bit.” Silently, she shrugged out of her jacket, revealing bare arms covered in tattoos of her own and she slowly bit down upon her bottom lip. She burned to punch him and ever since becoming a vampire, she realized that she didn’t have the patience for humans anymore. ”Ronald, did you know, that if you place your palm just so underneath someone’s nose, that you can break it with enough force and smash the broken bone upwards into the actual brain itself? Essentially, it kills the person.”

The woman slipped off the table then and silently tossed her jacket over the back of a random chair. It was then that she turned away from him and faced a wall, a wall that was to the right of Enzo. ”While killing you may be counterproductive to my end goal, I realize that you may be serving two masters.” Her arms lifted then to cross over her chest as she closed her eyes and lifted her chin just slightly. Yes, she had realized this the moment that he mentioned the fact that people had questions as to where she had been when she had disappeared. The man was an information broker, he was a professional at gleaming information from people by getting them to let their guard down. Ronald had tried to connect with her, to try and get her to trust him by going down memory lane. He had stalled for far longer than he should have in any normal meet.

“Come now Raven, I wouldn’t do that to you. You can trust me.” He said as he stubbed his cigarette out into the ashtray. A soft chuckle rose to her lips then before she drew in a slow breath. ”You know Ronald… The funny thing about trust, is that a person must be able to have the capacity to trust, in order to be able to trust another.” She saw trust as a mirror that had been shattered the moment that her own twin rose a blade to kill her. If she could visualize trust, it would an empty frame with the glass scattered around her feet. Except, for one small shard. A corner shard which had been placed in the frame the moment that Clover had turned her. Raven feared that corner shard. Why? Because the moment that someone started to learn how to trust again, was the moment that they began to set themselves up to shatter all over again. She feared betrayal of all else from her sire.

”Ever wondered what it’s like to wake up in a pool of your own blood after the paramedics had brought you back from the brink? To lie in a hospital bed day in and day out in complete silence? The world turns grey and nothing, not even almost dying for a second time can change that. Nothing except for one exception. I see nothing in my future, only shadows.” Pain was the only exception, it made the world become bright once more until it faded away leaving grey again. Indeed, she was immortal, but she saw nothing for herself. She may have been turned and she may have promised Jesse that she would try, but she couldn’t see herself truly being able to be a part of his family. Raven feared the trust that she had in Clover, how could she trust a second or even a third person? When she had turned, it was almost poetic that she had been thrusted upon the shadow path, was she destined to fade into the background? Another slow breath parted her lips and her head lowered.

Silence or so it seemed, had ruled over the room and she listened to Ronald’s heartbeat pick up slightly. Had he finally realized that she wasn’t going to let him leave alive? Especially now that she knew that he worked for her brother? Good. However, it seemed that he needed clarification when he asked, “Why are you telling me this Raven?” Oh, she didn’t need a weapon to kill a man, all she needed were a fine pair of fangs and an insatiable thirst to kill a man. However, even when she was human, she could have probably just smashed his nose back up into his skull or snapped his neck if she wanted to. Except, she wasn’t human, she was vampire and she had been born with a need to kill. The woman had already killed countless humans since being turned. Slowly, she rolled her head before she turned to view the man seated at the table.

A smirk then caressed her lips while her arms uncrossed and she shoved a few of the chairs aside. She planted her palms upon the table in between them and she leaned upon them. ”Because I can. A dead man doesn’t tell secrets from beyond the grave." The fledgling let her words sink in and watched as his eyes widened with fright. Raven listened as his heart began to hammer like a jack rabbit. "However, I won’t kill you straight away, at least not yet. Where is the fun in that?” A laugh bubbled to her lips then and her smirked widened. Oh while this fun wasn’t going to last, she was going to enjoy torturing the information out of him. Even if she had to break every bone in his body. She watched then, as the blood drained from his face and the only color left behind, was white. The woman watched then as Ronald’s widened gaze switched to Enzo, almost pleading with the man to help him.

[Enzo Dragomir]

He butted his sobranie in the standing ashtray in the corner, barely making a sound as the smoke went out. He wasn't surprised his initial opinion of Raven had been correct, the vampress completely in her element. The sleazy little gossip monger turned out not to be as thick as Enzo had first thought, his predicament dawning in his green gaze with every move Raven made.

Enzo was laughing on the inside. He always did enjoy a good comeuppance, and clearly this man had done something unforgivable to princess stabbish. Tsk that was so not a damned shame. He briefly thought about taking the man for himself, enslaving him. A sleazy little informant with all the right connections would definitely serve him well. But he felt that would somehow take the light that was beginning to gleam in Raven's eyes.

That just wouldn't do. She was just getting really interesting. So when the weasel looked his way trying to establish a bro moment, Enzo smirked and flicked his fingers in dismissal. Then, with deliberate and great pleasure he moved slowly to the side until he was completely blocking the door, the only escape.

And then he switched the doors light to 'do not disturb'. What Princess Stabbish wanted, for tonight, she was going to get. Let the bodies hit the floor.

[Raven Talius]

Raven’s gaze slowly shifted over to Enzo just as he smirked and flicked his fingers in dismissal before moving to block the door. A smirk of her own caressed her lips as her brown hues shifted to view the man who had watched Enzo’s movements still silently begging with him. It was then that she straightened, turned and then proceeded to sit down upon the table in complete silence. With the same amount of silence, she crossed her right leg over her left and proceeded to lift a hand to pretend to be interested in her nails. ”Oh deary me, looks like Enzo isn’t interested in helping you Ronald. You see, while Enzo here may have been my ticket into this shady little part of the club, I’m fairly certain that he did it for one thing and one thing alone.” She angled her head then and perked a brow as if she found something interesting with her nails upon inspection.

”You’re always quick to throw my gender and single relationship into conversation, yet you missed the fact that Enzo is clearly a man dressed in fancy clothes. Now you and I both know why he would be interested in me.” She feigned a yawn then before she turned her attention to her other hand and held both of them out as if inspecting both hands at once. It was all mostly for show as she waited for the information broker to get there on his own. Most would say that patience is a virtue, but half the time she didn’t have patience. It wasn’t her strong suit. Finally, she glanced over her shoulder to see the man wearing a look of puzzlement. It was then that a sigh parted her lips and a roll of her eyes were given. ”While I did say that he wasn’t my partner of any kind, it doesn’t mean that he doesn’t hold ulterior motives. He is rich and obviously looking for some kind of dangerous excitement. Besides, it’s so obvious that he wants into my pants.”

She watched as Ronald finally understood what she said and he slumped back into his chair, finally realizing that help wouldn’t come his way. ”Well it’s about damn time that you realized that you’re as good as dead!” A smirk rose to her lips as she shifted to stand and make her way around towards the man’s chair. Raven lifted her right hand to grip the back of the chair and she leaned in towards him. A soft whispered caressed her lips then as she spoke softly, ”So tell me, where is my twin brother hiding now days?” She could smell his blood more strongly, especially now that she was so close to him and his thumping heart made it all the more harder to resist ripping out his throat. Th-thump, th-thump, th-thump. Her brown hues focused upon the vein in his throat, the jugular vein that promised to give as much as it could once her fangs pierced through.

Finally, after a moment’s pause, she swallowed and moved away from the human. Raven had to practice restraint and that was also not one of her strong suits. She was also having some trouble making sure that she remained fangless for the moment. Even though she was going to eventually reveal herself as a vampire, she didn’t want to do it just yet. She wanted to reveal herself as a vampire right before she killed him. “I don’t know where he is,” Came his answer and a sigh of disappointment rose to her lips then as she simply shook her head. ”You really shouldn’t lie to me Ronald, because it’s going to make your death that much more slower and I’m rather hungry. I could really do with a raw bloody steak right now.”

The fledgling moved back over to the human and grabbed his left arm roughly in her right hand. He squirmed, but she held him in place as she reached her left hand over to grab yet another chair. Raven shifted her grip afterwards, so then her left hand grabbed his left arm instead and her right hand grasped him firmly by the shoulder. She forcibly shoved him downwards into his chair so then his left arm pit met the arm rest of his chair. ”Mind giving me a little hand here Enzo? I just need you to hold him by his shoulders so he doesn’t squirm so much.” She chuckled then as she shifted her grip once more. Her right hand held the man’s left shoulder; unless Enzo took a hold of it, while her left hand moved to grasp his wrist and rest it upon the second chair’s arm rest. This was so then the elbow was expose with nothing but air underneath it. The woman was going to break it and she hoped that it hurt like hell. ”I’ve never broken an elbow, nor have I shattered it, but I hear that it hurts like a son of a *****.” A smirk curved her lips then as she focused upon anything but the pulse that thumped underneath her palm.