Post by masquerade on Sept 2, 2007 16:20:05 GMT -5
Enter Death and Chaos...
It had been hours since the solitary vampire sat in the shadows made by the competing leaves of the tree-tops that loomed heavenward. Her empty oracles watched as the oncoming darkness chased off the daylight towards the west. Just a few hours ago the day had been cool, unusually so for spring, and the sweet oncoming night promised to be chill. Scattered clouds masked the sky, casting their silhouettes upon the earth, drifting in the manner of aimless beasts between moon and stars. A hush filled the void left by the fading light like a voice was waiting to speak and yet…only more silence- unless you counted the gale that screamed through the unknown lands...
Twigs lay broken from their main life source upon the firma, lifeless and auburn, soon to wither and die. Silvery hued eyes that are uncaring and a heart to match drifted through, scanning all that she passed. Attached to those eyes and heart were the series of blood lines and muscle fibers which wrapped around sturdy - yet surprisingly light - bones that created one of those horrifying creatures - 'make-believe' horror stories, the Vampire Physique stood tall and strong - yet distinctly femenine, muscles very well sculpted – to nigh perfection. Glittering blue hair caressed her scalp and ran down the length of her back. All senses alert in the off-chance that others might attempt to harm this night demon if they dared to try and be foolish enough to take on this cunning warrior.
A vicious attitude clouded her malicious mind - her torture chamber. At this moment of the night thoughts raced through her head. Mostly the thoughts of where she will find her next victim, her next desire to destroy the flesh of a living soul…
Her tiny nose flares slighlty in reaction to the stench around her. The uncommonly acute sensory skill she possesed alerting her of something a little off in the atmos around her. Her frame stood silent, her heart the only thing she could hear. Her soulless eyes scavenged the horizon, searching for anything that might peak her interest. So far, nothing not even a small woodland creature. Disappointment. Boredom began to run through her blood, the lack of something to excite her blood had been going on for quite some time now and she thought that it was quite time for a change...
Then again, the ever changing gales bring smells of another prescense nearby. oracles flash with untapped evil within as she looks around for this other being. hostile or otherwise, the smell is well masked... Ears pricked and listening acutely, though all she can hear is the soft murmering of a lake as it sways to and fro, the tides coming in and out[idk if lakes actually have tides but w/e XP]. Her deep abbyses are caught by the closer inspection of the lake, entranced somewhat by it's rugged beauty, and harsh strength - not unlike herself.... Aerin waits patiently, bodice not moving an inch - save the unnoticable rise and fall of her stomach as she breathed the air...
Look in my eyes and see your death....
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[srry, best post i ever made so i wanted to use it on this site XP lol don't hate me]