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Post by Trix on Jun 18, 2008 22:53:56 GMT -5
Moans of pleasure had mutated into screams of terror and pain as the night wore on.
Willym stood, staring out the window of the run-down hostel, a cold semi-satisfied expression lingering on his face. Against his bare chest, moonlight shone, highlighting the sweat and blood that traced itself along his body. None of which, however, was his.
With an amused sigh, he turned, and stalked to the bed, where the aphrodite lay. Her beautiful face was pale with death, soft jade eyes glazed over. Pale sunshine hued locks sprawled over a pillow, while blood flowed like water from a tap from teh numerous cuts on her body. They were things only animals could understand. Deep laserations covered her inner thighs, adn several cuts lined her stomach and arms. A once flawless body, was completely mutilated.
And, he felt no remourse.
Annoyedly, he lifted a pillow and placed it over her face before lifting his black button up shirt from the chair near-by. With a soft laugh, he exited the room, and headed out the building.
When he had left the 'hotel' he glanced around, a dark gleam in his eyes. The night was young, and as long as there was blood, and women here- he would be quite amused.
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Post by bynx on Jun 19, 2008 12:02:14 GMT -5
Tori gently blew in around him, she cold air resting around him as the woman appeared in front of him. She folded her arms gently. The upset look on her face did not fit, her face was too sweet, kind, and pure. "Willym, I'm really getting upset with you.." she exhaled. Rubbing her temple gently, she took a deep breath.
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Post by Trix on Jun 19, 2008 12:35:45 GMT -5
Willym did not miss a beat as the woman appeared, instead leaned against the building next to him, a slightly annoyed look flashing in his eyes. "You again." He murmured, icy eyes trailing over the woman's figure, a very low level of interst within their depths.
"Making you upset.." His voice was smooth, and powerful. He looked at the sky and folded his arms over his muscualr chest before sighing haggardly.
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Post by bynx on Jun 19, 2008 12:41:50 GMT -5
"Willym, I've told you before your upsetting the balance. Without those humans to keep the beauty of the earth, who will? Certainly not you..." She frowned. "I'm really getting tired of this...." she groaned. The air around them intensified with cold as she rubbed her temples.
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Post by Trix on Jun 19, 2008 12:55:21 GMT -5
He moved to stand infront of her, a soft frown creasing his brow. "So sad..." He placed a finger beneath her chin and lifted ehr face, so as to look into her eyes. "I mean not to cause you trouble, sweet." His low, rumbling voice chided mildly. "...But surely, you cannot blame me for the loss of my lovers." He attempted to appease her fried nerves. For just as he was ruthless and monnstrous; he could be a gentleman. Not too often, mind you- but upon occasion, he would act properly.
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Post by bynx on Jun 19, 2008 12:58:46 GMT -5
Tori moved his finger, ice capturing it before she released it. "Willym... I have been looking after you your whole life.. The trouble you get yourself into... Just.. Cool down... And bury the bodies please.. If your going to kill my gardeners, at least leave me fertilizers... And respect..." She frowned. "And I've noticed you spend less time in the gardens now, and more time in the torture chamber.. Your a cruel boy..." She couldn't help but smile gently. Ever since Willym, as a boy, ahad walked into the garden and seen her growing the plants, she had grown to love him like her was her own, watching over him and such. He knew this. Letting smile lift her spirits, she sighed. "What to do with you.."
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Post by Trix on Jun 19, 2008 13:08:17 GMT -5
Willym nodded slowly, Tori was more of a figure of parental status than his true parents. He took a loving of kinship to this woman, and would kill anyone who so much as challenged her. He sighed heavily, and placed his hands on his lean hips while gently biting his lower lip. "The cruelty, it's in my nature; you of all people would understand that... And to cool down would be a betrayal of myself." His chided lightly. "If it would please you, I will go and tend to the roses."
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Post by bynx on Jun 19, 2008 13:13:18 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes. "What happened to the loving boy who used to follow everyone into the gardens?" She smiled gently. "Tend to the roses, and start burying the body's..." She grinned and touched his face gently. Laughing she turned and left, the air warming, sun intensifying.
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Post by Trix on Jun 19, 2008 13:23:00 GMT -5
Willym sighed slightly annoyedly, but nodded. She was the only person he could not say 'no' to. He would do as she wished, out of respect, and respect alone. He growled, and headed ack inside- going to grab the first of the bodies he needed to burry.
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