tampered | Log; Ongoing

When; Friday, February 26, Evening
Rating; R
Characters; Rido Kuran

council_king , Aion

jiyuna_togabito , Justin Pendleton

absinthe_eyed >, Ken Hidaka

bladed_siberian , Mara Lesser

cry_reaper Mercedes (Mercy) Thompson

coyote_walking , Shin Mouri

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Summary; The collection begins as 5 residents of the City vanish to be unwitting victims for a macabre and most deadly social event.

Log;

Staring out into the darkness of the night, Rido Kuran smiled in eager anticipation of what was to come. The City had been too quiet, and with his intended bride's recent escape from his reach, he needed to find something to assuage the frustration and inconvenience that this caused him. It'd just been good timing that he had such an occasion planned already, a dinner in recognition of his newfound friendship with the Master.

The guests had been invited, and a suitable location found in the underground that could serve well as a dinner hall of sorts. All that was left, was the entertainment...

The vampire's eyes scanned the city as he took a leisurely walk amidst it's citizens. They were all potentials as far as he could see, weak things who's only value lay in how they might be of use to the Pureblood's desires. It had always been like this, even back home. The City was only different in so far that it offered more variety, and it's people were less willing to offer themselves to him. Not that it mattered to the vampire in the slightest what they wanted. All that mattered was that he could enjoy himself for one evening, reveling in the blood and fear of his victims.

A new acquaintance by the name of Aion was likewise moving through the city, assisting in acquiring enough food for the event. The Master was too unreliable in his current ravenous state as far as helping out with this particular chore. But with Aion's help, it was unnecessary to involve him any more than he already was...

Soon they could begin the real fun. The hunt was just the start...

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She growled at him.

Or tried to. Mostly it came out as a series of whimpers, her eyes wide with terror.

What was going to happen to her?

Ignoring the growls, or perhaps not even registering the sounds at all, he continued. "But you see, you're needed at a very important engagement. And as much as I'd like to continue to play with you, well... the guests are far more important than you are."

He pulled back, sitting on his heels as he watched her. "Now... why don't you be a good girl and change back~."

No way in hell was she going to shift. No. Way. In. Hell.

That got a true growl out of her.

"Tsk, tsk~" He shook his head in mock disapproval. "Bad dog. You would do well to listen to me when I speak." Reaching out with his other hand, he dug the sharp length of one fingernail into the furred flesh of one shoulder.

"I said... change."

Edited 2010-02-28 05:58 (UTC)

She yelped as his fingernail sliced into her. She knew changing back would be the wrong choice, but if he kept cutting into her she wouldn't have much choice at all.

Still... maybe he needed her in one piece more than he needed her human.

At least she prayed to God he did. And refused to change.

She was delightful in her obstinance, and Rido couldn't help but to let his pleasure show. As he pressed his finger even deeper into her skin, he idly wondered just how much attention she could take before she broke. It was an interesting thought, and one that he would have to consider for another time.

His voice was clearly at ease with what he said, entertained at the prospect of such a sadistic experiment. "Can your body withstand my reaching in for your heart? Or will you die like any other animal? Shall we find out?"

Edited 2010-02-28 06:34 (UTC)

She howled as his finger sunk in deeper, feeling it slice through the muscles of her shoulder.

He wasn't going to stop. Mercy believed that now. He was willing to continue this until she shifted or until she was dead.

So she shifted back to human, her howl changing to a more human whimper, shivering in the cold and with the pain. "Please stop," she begged.

Tilting his head, his mismatched colored eyes watched her body slowly transmute back into human form. It had been a shame that he'd had to stop, but she was needed for other things.

At least she understood her place now and would be less likely to cause problems. "... alright. Since you asked so nicely, I'll stop."

He gave her what on any other person would have been a gentle smile, and his hand brushed along her bare back as if he were stroking a beloved pet.

She shuddered under his touch, but was too scared to pull away. She did dare to sneak her left hand up to cover the wound made in her right shoulder.

Leaning in, he took a moment to savor the scent of blood filling the air. It was a small wound comparatively, but the blood still flowed freely. Apparently, her kind wasn't as resilient as he'd hoped...

It was time to finish the matter, he'd wasted enough time on this idle pleasure. So focusing his will, he rolled her mind with his words. "Why don't you sleep now..."

Mercy wanted desperately to protest, but instead she found her eyes closing and everything going black.

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