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Post by PLEASANT OLIVER BERKLEY on Sept 9, 2010 21:52:19 GMT -5
She was just making this better and better for him with the
struggling and whimpering like a scared little child, though in his
eyes she was a child. It just made what he was doing better and
him more excited almost excited enough to snap her wrist just to
see what would happen. Though his hand yet to make that
movement but that didn't mean there wasn't a evil smile on that
face of his.
He dogged her face and caught her other hand with his free one
a small laugh escaping him as he did. Pleasant leaned in so now
their faces were mere inches apart. "You know I truly was going
to let you go," he grinned again, "but all this that you are trying
to do makes me want to do otherwise. So please, by all means,
continue."
Pleasant was enjoying this way too much to let it end now and
he would make sure that it would last longer, at least until he
wished for it to end. Now he was curious because what would
she do next when he held both of her wrists. Well, he would just
have to wait and find out.
You Haven't Got to Say
What You Think You Need to Say Tag: Esther
Notes: He'll let her go eventually and he won't break her
wrist. Well, unless you want him to
Music: Crashing and Burning - Cinema Bizarre |
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Post by Esther Lindley on Sept 10, 2010 9:28:44 GMT -5
Esther thought she was fast, she thought she had the element of surprise as her fist rammed towards "Oliver's" face. She wanted to make him hurt, wanted to make him let go of her. Even if he did would she had been able to get away? There was a entrance below ground not too far from here, but at the same time would that risk the other's if he followed? However, despite the escape plan forming in her head she felt another hard grip encircle her wrist, the sudden force making her stop with a sudden jerk as all that energy just recoiled back against her.
No! Her thoughts screamed as she met the vampire's gaze head on, so close, feeling his breath brush her cheek as he spoke. Sitting there on her knees, both hands locked in a child-like grip that was stronger than any adults.
"If you kill me you will only be killing yourself!" She replied, voice caught between pleading for her life and anger. It was always fascinating how fear tended to effect a person, but now was not the time to try to rationalize and attempt to study her own feelings, "I'm not alone, and if you hurt me they'll come and get you. Then you will know what fear is!" Esther did not emphasize just who they were, she didn't even know if they'd send anyone after her or if they'd just replace her with whoever had the next best resume.
With both hands caught that left her with very few options of defense. Her taser was in her jacket, but with hands like they were it would be a long time before she could use it. Her feet, he had no more hands to catch her if she kicked him, but to move get her feet under her would only be screaming out that she was about to do it. Falling back a little bit she looked around in panic. No one would come for her, no one would stop the immortal child with the devil's grin on his face.
It was a quick move on her own part though what happened next, with what few inches there were between them suddenly closed quickly as she drew back her head for just the briefest second before ramming it up towards the other's head. Could he dodge this as well? Did vampire react to pain the same as human's did...so many thoughts rand threw Esther's head as she moved, putting her full force behind the headbutt. A head ache, hell, even a concussion, would be so worth it if she could gain any advantage with this. |
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Post by PLEASANT OLIVER BERKLEY on Sept 11, 2010 23:56:12 GMT -5
Pleasant laughed as she made her threat that he would only be
killing himself if he killed her. Wasn't he already dead being in
this state? Well, whatever he was he couldn't consider it being
alive relying on other's blood for almost 200 years. "Ah yes killing
you is a bad idea," he sighed looking down into her eyes, "Dear
I've heard this all before many a times."
He was curious as to what she would do when he had
the 'pleasure' of her forehead meeting his own. "You wretched
little whore," he cursed though it hadn't made him loosen his grip
on her wrists. Pleasant wasn't about to let her loose now after
such an act to him. Sure, he was a vampire so the attack didn't
affect him as much but still the matter stood that she had
attacked him or done the best in her situation. Well, Pleasant
couldn't stand for that.
"Oh," he glared at her,"we must teach young women manners or
else they never learn." Pleasant's left hand on her left wrist
moved quickly to get those bones to make that wonderful
snapping noise that he enjoyed so much. "Now that may work
but I don't know if you'll remember that lesson for long," he
continued talking over her. "I have to make sure you remember,
remember the name Pleasant, sweet heart," and with that he
snapped the right wrist just like the left one before it then let
them both go content with his lesson. In Your Cage
You're a Slave Tag: Esther
Notes: SNAP!
Music: In Your Cage - Cinema Bizarre |
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Post by Esther Lindley on Sept 12, 2010 11:58:15 GMT -5
"You don't understand what my colleagues could do to you!" She nearly screamed, still struggling. It was a risk to even mention what she had, to allow any word of their existence out into the open. Still the fear dominated the rational thought as she continued to try to get away.
Her most recent attack connected, bone striking bone. It worked on humans, the pain almost blinding to be stuck in the nose or eyes with one of the hardest parts of a human skull. Still a vampire was different than a human...though for now that escaped her mind as she felt the grip loose. Esther pulled, trying to break free of it. The words of the other now making it very clear he was no lost little lamb seeking comfort. She met his gaze, her struggles stopping for a moment, her voice growing silent.
A sharp snap was all that could be heard in the orchard before she screamed. The pain was too much as she felt the bones twist and snap. The flesh around was already red and swollen as tears poured down her cheeks, curses leaving her lips. She heard nothing of what he said about lessons and manners now, only a name. A name like that was a cruel joke on the the world, punctuated by a second snap as her other wrist was broken. Everything just went numb, adrenaline seeping through her body as she was finally let got. Her arms fell to her sides, useless unless she wanted to inflict more pain, but now there was no shackle of flesh to hold her down.
It took a moment, blinking past the pain and tears before she scrambled to her feet. A sharp gasp leaving her as she didn't look back and just ran.
Bones could heal, bites treated...but fear was a hard thing to cure as she kept running through the orchard, terrified to look back to even attempt to see the monster behind her. |
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