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Date Posted: 22:50:26 12/07/03 Sun
Author: Decore
Subject: o~o hmm..sorry o~o
In reply to: Cecila 's message, "~+~Broken Heart's Ville~+~" on 22:24:29 12/07/03 Sun

*strding along the streets of the night soaked city, he looked for the easiest scum. It wasn't long until he found what he was looking for. Drug dealers, heroine. Hanging in an ally way, making a transaction. He stood in the ally way, long black trench coat whiping to the right in the wind. He looked a formidable oponent standing there, but unarmed? impossible. Muscles ripling under his tight black t-shirt, the drug dealers turned and fired three shots to his chest. Pow, Pow, Pow. Three shots to the chest taken. Dropping to one knee, he feigned near death. As the leader of the group approached, most likely to dispose of the body, a swift kick was given, cracking the man's femurin half and putting him the the ground. Pouncing on top, a well placed turn of the neck - snap of the spine - and he was dead. Vampire rule number one: never drink dead blood. The two other goons fired shot after shot, and though the three shots he had taken to the chest hurt a good deal, they were certainly not fatal. Knocking the other out cold, he hit the concrete and cracked his skull open. Turning to the last drug goon, the stoned male attempted to scurry away. A simple catch. Striding forth, he tilted his neck and bit into him. A sweet, euphoric rush of THC saturated blood. mmmmm...nothing better than a stoner's blood. Drinking deeply and furtivly, he released finally, tilting his head back and breathing heavily. The limp form of the other fell to the pavement. Sitting for a moment, recooperating from the moments passed, he finally stood, stepped over the body, and decided to return home. Of course, only after a quick stop at a shop...

Opening the door quietly, blood cleared of his lips and teeth, his skin held a pinkish, human hue. Stepping forth into the large living room, he glanced about and noticed the note. Ah, shit. She must be upset. Maybe the gift he had gotten her would help... placing the bouquet of 2 dozen red, pink, yellow and white long stem roses in the nicest vase he owned, he placed it outside Cecila's door. Studying the gift for a moment, he commenced in that wonderous thing the immortals like to do sometimes. sleep.*

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Replies:

~+~With Morning Comes Hope~+~ -- Cecila, 23:01:31 12/07/03 Sun
- o~o then the morning comes o~o -- Decore, 23:09:28 12/07/03 Sun
  - ~+~Innocence Longing~+~ -- Cecila, 23:13:01 12/07/03 Sun
    - o~o you almost made me cry again this time o~o -- Decore, 22:16:01 12/08/03 Mon
      - ~+~I'm Sorry....~+~ -- Cecila, 22:19:26 12/08/03 Mon
        o~o don't be! Its a song lyric from "The Used!" hehe o~o -- Decore, 22:38:18 12/08/03 Mon
        ~+~Innocence~+~ -- Cecila, 22:59:02 12/08/03 Mon