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Log; Incomplete

When; August 1st, a little after midnight
Rating; R
Characters; Marishka

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Summary; Time to meet Marishka's "little" pet.
Log; It occurred to her that Solomon had not met her Sweet. Strange to think of it now. Humming, she turned from where she was sitting at the window and went inside. Her things had stopped flying. That was good. It had been annoying that they had been.

Silently, she moved through the apartment until she reached his office. Going inside, she seemed to glide to his side and knelt next him. A hand reached out to touch his leg as she looked up at his face.

Family. That was what he was to her. Some didn't understand that. She would never tell them why she thought the way she did.

"Solomon is busy? Perhaps a break to see something new? You could like it a lot. And it is a new place to go."

She smiled up at him sweetly as she spoke. As if the idea she had excited her and she wanted to share it with him.

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Her eyes widened in wonder. Solomon had not moved like this before. She always assumed he could but this was different. And to be carried like this...

It was exciting.

A smile crept onto her face as she watched the world pass by. Her eyes could see it all clearly even at this speed. She could move quickly herself and was used to this.

And there was the curiosity of wondering where they were going. Was this the surprise? She didn't think so but what fun it was so far.

She smiled, her eyes lighting up with a child like delight. He couldn't help but to let it infect his mood, his own expression softening from the feelings stirred up by such cuteness.

Nearing the surface, the Chevalier slowed, allowing the world around them to return to normal. Even from a distance his senses had detected movement up ahead. This world was far more dangerous than the one he had come from, and considering what had happened to Marishka and the over zealous hunters in the area, discretion was advised.

Gently placing her on her feet once more, he smiled and took her hand, leading her the rest of the way out of the subway tunnels. Solomon lowered his voice, a soft whisper as he explained. "Humans... let's not draw attention to ourselves. I have more I want to show you..."

Edited 2009-08-05 06:04 (UTC)

Humans. Such weak and pathetic beings. And she couldn't even play with them when they came to her now. She hated this thing on her ankle.

Still, it was easy to be distracted by the enticement of there being more for Solomon to show her. She allowed her movements to become more graceful and her steps more quiet as she followed after him. Curiosity was a powerful feeling for her and she let it control her now. A surprise for her...

The smile never left her lips as she tried to look ahead to see where they might be going.

After a few minutes, they exited into the cool night air once again. The stars and moon shone dimly overhead, casting the world below in darkened shades of blue. It was a perfect night for what the Chevalier had planned... still, in the back of his mind he couldn't help but to feel a tinge of nervousness.

It was strange, feeling such a thing over something so trivial. But then, he'd never really cared about how someone who was not of his family would react to seeing what he would show them. If this one particular person rejected him... what was left?

Sweet was the one who had really decided things in his mind. What was there to be nervous about after having witnessed such a display?

To all appearances, he was calm, confident, not a moment betraying any trepidation that he felt. His eyes slid over to watch her, a pleasant smile firmly affixed to his face as they rounded a corner into a darkened alleyway. "Tell me... Are you enjoying your evening so far?"

Edited 2009-08-06 04:42 (UTC)

"Yes."

She wanted to see what he wished to show her. The anticipation was starting to be overwhelming. She wanted to see. Wanted to now.

She smiled at him.

"Very much. Are we there yet?"

If they were then he would show her.

His head tilted, listening to the excitement in her voice. How nice it was to have someone take such an interest in him, especially when it wasn't due to his looks, or what she could get out of him. Marishka didn't have such motives, at least not that he'd ever been able to pick up on. She was too innocent for that...

“Almost...” Smiling, he reached out a lazy hand to lift a curling length of her golden hair between his fingers. It was an idle gesture, twirling the silken curl around his finger. A sensual indulgence on his part. She wasn't Saya... but she was here, and quite attentive to his needs.

Stirring from his thoughts, he brought the digit twined in her hair up to his lips (for just a moment) before letting it fall back down against her silk clad body. His eyes focused intently on her, his voice playful. “Come...”

The next moment he was gone, launching himself upwards towards the rooftop.

Her eyes watched the way he brought her hair to his lips with wonder. It excited her to see that. She really couldn't say why though. But then his tone became playful and the next moment he was gone.

Looking up, she followed his path and followed after him using the side of the buildings to speed her way upwards. They were almost there. That was what he said.

The roof then?

The smile came back to her lips as she landed gracefully on the roof he'd been headed for and turned to him. She was so eager...

"Here?"

Facing away, he awaited her arrival. It took but a moment, but even with eyes focused on the sky, he could feel the movement of her body behind him. She was quick. Stealthy. Capable. It was strange to the Chevalier, having someone who wasn't technically in the family be able to keep up with him like that...

It was... interesting. Fun...

Gazing up at the moon, he brushed his hair back from his eyes. "Hmm, yes. Here." Glancing back over his shoulder, he studied her face. "Marishka... tell me. What do your senses say about me?"

Her head tilted as she gazed at him curiously. What did she sense about him? This was a question she was asked often. Her senses were instinct alone and she mostly gave them little thought. It was a strange question but she'd answer anyways.

"Solomon is different from humans. He is more like me. I sensed this before. At early meetings. Is this what Solomon wanted for his answer?"

She wasn't entirely sure why he was asking or what he was really asking.

Did it have something to do with what he was going to show her?

His mouth curved in a soft smile. It was as he had expected, nothing more, nothing less. "Yes. We are very much alike..."

Both were chosen to ascend from humanity to serve in one form or another to a higher being, whether it was merely as a consort, or in his case, a protector as well. Their abilities likewise, mirrored each other. Flight, superior senses, speed and strength...

Solomon often mused with the thought that it was merely a matter of semantics that separated their species, although the differences between them made it unlikely. Perhaps a more apt description of what they were would have been 'cousins'... It hardly mattered. They were close enough to be seen as equals.

"Marishka..." He turned to her still smiling, his body back lit the moon's silvery light. "Would you like to see me in my Chiropteran form? You would be the first and only one here in the City to have seen it..."

A gift for the growing bond between them.

His Chiropteran form? Her eyes grew wide as she realized something.

"You have another form too?"

And she would be the first and only one to see it. She smiled brightly as she took a step closer to him. She was more than just a little excited now.

"Yes."

She wanted to.

"Please."

He gazed at Marishka for a few moments, relishing the apparent pleasure playing upon her beautiful features. It would be a shame if she were disappointed, or even worse disgusted by what she'd be witnessing. Still, the Chevalier was confident that she wouldn't react in such a negative way. Especially not after seeing the affection the vampiress showed to her pet monster...

He tilted his head, the smile never wavering from his face despite the slight hesitation that he was feeling. It was rude to keep a lady waiting, even if he had been enjoying teasing her as he had...

"Alright..." The smile slid from his face, sobering as he watched her during his transformation. There was never any pain, not since he'd become a Chevalier so many decades before. But his body shifted, muscles contracting and growing as his human appearance slid away. It was a fluid change. Quick.

But his eyes never left Marishka as if he was searching for some change in her reaction. Within moments, there was nothing left of his original form. Standing a few feet taller than before, he peered out with glowing red eyes, his wings shuddering slightly as he adjusted to his other form.

Her eyes widened at the sight of his new form. But there was no horror in the look she gave him. This was... He looked so like her master in his demonic form. And the wings...

Stepping forward, she brushed her fingers over his face as she slowly smiled. There were differences but this was so familiar to her. Fondly, she moved even closer to him as she touched him freely and let her smile grow. Fear was the last thing on her mind.

"Like my family. Another form that is so like mine. Can Solomon speak like this too?"

Tilting his head, he allowed her touches. She was different from the myriad of other women who had attempted to take such liberties. Marishka was someone he could confide in, someone he could trust to come to his aid if he should need it. She was someone whose company he enjoyed... someone he actually had grown to care about. It was a shame that their fate was destined in different directions... still, they could enjoy each other with the time they had...

“Yes.... my speech is unhindered, even like this.”

Her hands slid along his shoulders, fingertips trailing down his wings. It was... distracting in quite an unexpected way. “... Does my surprise... please you?”

He could talk too.

"Yes. I love this surprise."

An idea struck her and she giggled. She wouldn't have to carry him for this. He could fly on his own.

"We could fly together."

It was hard to discern actual facial expressions in a chiropteran form. Their hide was thick. Armored for fighting. All the better to protect their queen from harm...

But her comments pleased him. He liked seeing the childlike delight spill over her beautiful features. It made him want...

Shoving aside those thoughts, he focused on her words.

"Yes. And it's a lovely night for such a thing, isn't it?

"Yes!"

Giggling, she transformed and went to the edge of the building. There she grinned. She wanted to play with him.

"Come fly then."

And with that, she jumped off the edge to plummet towards the ground until she finally spread her wings and tore through the night.

Beautiful, he thought. Simply beautiful, the way she soared on the winds. Her pale wings outstretched to the night...

It was curious how similar they were. A Chevalier, intended mate of a Chiropteran Queen... chosen, just as Marishka had been chosen to be the mate of what sounded to be a Vampire King. Their status seemed equally placed, and he found himself drawn to find out more. Already, he'd begun asking questions about her master and his little family...

A blur of motion and he took to the skies in pursuit of the lovely Marishka. Her games were more to his liking than Diva's had been. Of course, with the police device firmly wrapped around her ankle, she had no choice in the matter but to behave. It'd be interesting to see what she'd do when released. Still, he was hopeful.

Life would be so much more pleasant with her if she could learn to control her impulses. Or at the very least learn more discretion in her actions.

Cackling, she listened to him following after her and sped up. She loved games and loved to give them her all. When he caught up with her or caught her, she would decide his reward. Until then, this was something to be enjoyed.

Suddenly, she changed course and flew upwards. High into the night sky.

She giggled when she looked behind her.

"Come, Solomon! Come!"

Increasing the strength of each beat of his wings, he raced to catch up with her. There was a certain freedom to flight, something that he hadn't quite realized he'd missed until this moment. But now that the vampiress was party to one of his little secrets, he could take advantage of it by taking her flying more often.

It'd be good for them both to get out of the apartment more often, and with the move to the upper floors of a penthouse suite, both of them would have an easier time of taking to the skies without calling attention to themselves. That is, if Marishka chose to stay with him after the police released her from his care.

Something he'd have to ask her when the time was right...

The distance closed, but she was used to the intricacies of aerial maneuvering. Time and again she flitted away just as his wing was about to touch her. His eyes narrowed, chiropteran features subtly twisting in what another of his kind might recognize as amusement. He liked a bit of a challenge, and found the playfulness of this little game of hers exciting.

He was fast. That was encouraging. But she wasn't easy prey and listened to the beating of his wings so she always knew when to twist away at the last moment. She flew often and knew the sky well. Laughing brightly, she swept past him and between buildings as she went to fly over the beach next.

Once, she spun around to fly backwards to watch him.

To her, he was a very handsome creature to behold.

"Here, Solomon!" Laughing again, she dove this time. Suddenly and without warning.

Perhaps it was something instinctual, the thrill of chasing after her across the skies. Solomon was never one to go 'hunting'. It was nothing he ever had an interest in, considering himself above such activities. His blood, he preferred served in a wine glass. And as for mating, well... he preferred to 'court' the object of his desire.

Still... this entertaining romp did something to stir deeper emotions. Enticing him with her abilities, enchanting him with her beauty, seducing his thoughts by her mere nature. And even more bewitching was the fact that Marishka reveled in what she was, unlike his reticent and wayward Saya. His beloved could learn a lot from the vampire. Assuming they could get over their hostilities towards each other...

Solomon's eyes followed the vampiress' every movement, calculating where she might go next. His body was a streak of motion as he dived after her, a blur that any normal human would be unable to follow. If he was right, she would pull out of her swan dive at the last minute, a ploy to see if he could do the same before crashing to the ground. She would not be disappointed.

He was diving after her now. She could hear how close he was. Smiling, she kept an eye on the ground. It was growing closer and closer and closer. But that didn't worry her. She had been doing dives like this for centuries.

At the last moment, she pulled out it so that her body was just a breath away from the sand as she started to climb again.

She looked over her shoulder to see how Solomon handled it.

The tips of his wings brushed along the altered flesh of her leg for but a moment... And then she was gone, whisked away by a sudden skillful maneuver on the winds. He was close. So very close. But if he hadn't pulled back at the last second, chances are he'd have taken her with him as he crashed into the ground. Her weight, as light as it was, would have seen to that considering their momentum and proximity to the beach.

Twisting his body, he used his powerful wings to lessen his impact on the earth below. His attempt to turn wasn't as graceful as Marishka's... but it served its purpose enough that he was able to put his legs under him in time to touch the ground. The sand created twin craters at his feet as he pushed himself upward to continue his pursuit of the lovely vampiress.

He would catch her. She was his... it was only a matter of time.

Edited 2009-08-20 17:16 (UTC)

The brush of his wing against her leg was exciting and she grinned as she flew higher and higher. The craters Solomon had left fascinated her but she intended to still make herself not an easy catch. Rolling through the air, she flew off to one side and out towards forest. Or so it seemed.

At the last moment, she turned back to continue flying over the beach.

The wind pushed her along and she looked back again. So close. As a little taunt, she flew a little faster.

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