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Re: Bait and Switch [Raven Seminova]

Posted: 09 Nov 2020, 16:46
by Henry Craven
Time froze. Their lips were locked, her body hardened, every muscle tensed. She fought him with every ounce of strength she had left and swallowed involuntarily. There was fight in her yet which confirmed in his mind that he was right to intervene. She shoved at him, and with her being only a mortal, such effort amounted to little more than a butterfly mindlessly drumming against a steel pipe. As time ticked on, that strength waned until it subsided entirely. Henry’s spine stiffened just a little as he felt it and he severed their contact, falling softly back onto his hindquarters. He wiped at his own mouth with his sleeve, dabbing away the remnants of saliva and blood from the exchange. There was stillness then, moments of calm in which Henry chose to monitor his childe to be. He looked at her fully, observed the way her long, black eyelashes splayed across her pearly cheeks, the way her cheekbones were long and elegant, and those lips, those raw lips that still glistened with a smearing of their combined life source.

There were many feelings squirming in his gut at that time, but regret hadn’t been one of them. At this point, he was curious and expectant. Henry hadn’t seen the change happen right before his eyes before, and if memory served, it wasn’t a pleasant process. At his own turning, he had felt as if every cell in his body had been liquefied, boiled down by a savage heat before being squashed back into form. Outwardly, he barely looked any different to the man he had been. His skin was still the same shade as a sun-ripened apricot despite not having seen the sun in months, yet it wrapped around him like a stone wall. He wasn’t impervious to damage, but it took a lot to slow him down and even more to stop him. Better yet, he could just avoid attacks all together, which he certainly preferred.

The peace burst like the skin of a balloon when he heard the shuffle of approaching footsteps. His ears piqued, alert like a fox, and jade eyes crossed the swelling darkness to see the silhouette of his former prey slowly approaching them.

“Err… what happened?” the voice crawled out of Bob’s chapped lips.

“She is dead,” Henry said with a neutral tone.

“Oh my God,” Bob replied panicked as he paced. “****. ****. ****. Now what? What do we do?”

He hung off of Henry’s shoulder like a wet rag, but the Vampire only smiled at him. “We wait.”

“What? Wait? For what?”

There was a twitch of movement, wasn’t there? Henry gave the woman his full attention even as his smile darkened and his voice grew sinister. “You’ll see.”