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Topic Started: Thursday, 21. November 2013, 19:14 (1,920 Views)
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Toran's place seemed to acquire more graffiti every day, the paint jobs now covering the boards nailed across the windows and the heavy wooden door veneer that concealed the hard steel security door. The 2 story building is a squat brick structure butting up against an old abandoned warehouse on one side and a vacant lot on the other. A small suit cased sized sign remarkably clean of pain was bolted to the outside that read "Craig Electronics" and that was it, the only sign the building might have any life within it at all.

Behind the wooden window shields, if a person were to tear them off, they'd find thick layers of brick as the owner had sealed the entrances to his home, including, it seems, the back door. The front door triggers an alarm in the back, a piercing EEEEEEEEE that continues as long as the door is open. The front is room is not that big, a mere 10 by 15 of stark brick and dusty concrete floor. A single counter runs most of the way across the back on the room with various gadgets and tools. A door leads to another room and a ragged blanket hangs across it.
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She had opted for driving herself, meaning that the motorcycle carrying the Swede, pulled up outside the building and came to a stop as she pushed the goggles (yes goggles) down and looked up. Lucy paused for a moment, considering whether or not she'd actually found the right place before deciding with a shrug of her shoulders that she ought to at least check it out.

Slipping the skull cap helmet off, she dismounted the motorcycle to let her boot clad feet touched the ground while ruffling her hair into it's usual mess by running her fingers through it. Still pink and bleached, it stood in contrast to the knee high black stockings and the red plaid skirt which had been topped off with a punk styled top[/ur] and her beloved worn leather jacket.

Then again, when temperatures didn't really bother you all that much, you could afford to take some liberties in the clothing department. not to mention that a lot of girls wore a lot less while out clubbing even when it was snowing.
Seriously, the pain some people were willing to go through for the sake of appearances and beauty was a never ending source of wonder.

Grabbing her blue gorilla backpack, courtesy of Jen, she walked up and tapped her knuckles on the door before pulling it open and looking inside (assuming it wasn't locked of course).
"Hello?"

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The EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE that went off in the back was easy to hear. Toran's voice was a butter smooth dark rumble that came from behind the ragged blanket separating the rooms.

"Come on in. Be out in a second!"

The big man lifted the ragged blanket aside and stepped into the front room, grinning as he regarded Lucy with his silver-blue eyes. 6'4 and massive through the shoulders and ribs he wore a simple white t-shirt that looked like it was in danger of exploding or sinking into him and a pair of soft black sweatpants. He was barefoot and his hair was a bit wet from a recent shower.

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Yey, right place!

He was met by a grinning girl in a far too short skirt that held up a blue gorilla backpack.
"Hey there tall dark and handsome, I bring Bruce Campell murdering deadites and whiskey" over which she sounded quite pleased and happy.
"Sound acceptable?" Lucy smiled as that g-damn annoying alarm sound was smoothed over by the dark rumble of his voice.

Mmm, yes that definitively still had an impact. And it wasn't as if the view was bad either. In fact, the view was very good.

"Like I said, I'm not sure your boss would be all too happy if I snacked on you. But, that doesn't mean you can't have a drink if you want to, right?" she said, lifting one foot to rub the back of her other ankle with it, her head tilted slightly to the side.
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The big man openly eyed her up and down slowly, his black eyebrows crawling towards his hair.

"Outfit like that and the last thing I'm thinking of putting my mouth on is a whiskey bottle..."

His voice was a dark murmur as he stepped back, waving his arm to usher her in through the second room. His appreciation was clear.

The back was a large storage room. The walls were covered with shelves in the first half of the room. A pair of tables covered in tools and knickknacks. The back held a thick couch, a large fridge and on the left hand side an old iron spiral staircase to go upstairs. The right side had a large flat concrete space with a heavy iron safe, oddly the thing had a handle welded into the top and appeared to face the wall. There was also a pair of tall iron beams rising vertically, spaced about 5' apart. Pegs rose at a diagonal angle from the beams and across a lower set was a pull up bar which had been reinforced where the supports went under them.

His voice was a warm dark wind as he smiled again.

"Can't go wrong with Bruce Campbell either, as near as I've seen."
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"Well, I said I should've worn a skirt last time, so I figured, you know" she shrugged her shoulder casually. "Just in case" Lucy grinned as she moved to follow him through to the second room.
And the looks? Hey, she didn't wear those clothes not to be seen, so he could look all he wanted to as far as the Swede was concerned.

Moving with light steps, the high heels made a distinct clacking sound though they absolutely nothing to help even out the heigh difference between the two of them, even if he was barefooted. Her eyes, though prone to straying his way, took in the place with interest, noting the little things as much as the obvious things.
Interesting..

"The Chin is always a safe bet" she nodded in agreement. "And nice place, total bachelor pad" Lucy grinned.
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"This is just the work place. House is upstairs. It's a bit spartan, won't deny. I got used to living without a lot of frivolous stuff and now I like it, just keeps it clean. Though, considering the junk I collect down here, it might be accurate to say I just redirected my collection instincts."

He'd smile and lead her up the spiral staircase. Just like the downstairs every window was sealed with a heavy layer of bricks and reinforced with a few steel beams. The guy clearly didn't like the idea of someone sneaking in on him. The spiral staircase actually had a sliding hatch that could clearly slide closed on top of it set into heavy rails.

The staircase led up to a hallway. The right was a bedroom, empty but for a huge bed settled in a frame of twisted iron bars, bent and welded to resemble an old 4 post bed, if one that couple potentially hold a rampaging bear in place with the proper chain additions.

The other side of the hall showed a bathroom a large standing shower with frosted glass door, thick toilet and sink done in black porcelain and a mirror with a standing medicine cabinet next to it. The next door down was a kitchen done in steel, large fridge, dishwasher, stove and simple wooden cabinets with a round table and four chairs.

The other end of the hall was a large sitting room, almost completely empty but for four huge decadent gray lounging chairs and a massive flat screen TV on the wall with a few game systems and DVD/blue ray player underneath. The entire floor was done in soft grays with black accents and the occasional splash of red.
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"Christ, you're more paranoid than I am" because compared to his place, hers was just a joke as far as keeping people out, went. "This isn't an apartment, this is a safe" Lucy chuckled with a glance over her shoulder at him as she slipped the backpack off her shoulder so that it was left dangling in one hand.

It was said with appreciation though. Heck, any vampire could appreciate someone who knew to fortify their home like that. Though, she was curious if he had any backup plans as far as escape routes went. After all, with all the effort that had been put into the place, as far as she could tell at least, he surely must've planned for all eventualities.

"But I like it" she absolutely did. It was also a lot roomier and heh, tidier than her place was with its kitchen/living room/bedroom all rolled into one small space with no room to add such a thing as a workstation. "And that" she pointed towards the tv. "I definitively like that" the girl chuckled before turning around on one heel, pretty much placing herself directly in his path while fishing the bottle of whiskey out of her gorilla, err, backpack.
"Here, I wasn't sure which type you preferred so I sorta just picked one" Lucy admitted.
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The big man smiled wide and chuckles softly, his voice a dark blanket coating the air between them, deep and soft.

"Ah well, I like knowing where people are coming from and going too, you know? I'm glad you like it thought, it's served me pretty well so far. This'll be fine, thank you. "

He regards the bottle and grins. Not his usual brand but he's sure it'll do fine. He even had some ideas where to pour it for his first few drinks. Though not just yet. He sets the bottle down on a small table in the lounging room and waves his hand.

"So this, is my castle, fortress, vault. Welcome to the Tor of Craig."

It was a joke on his name, and... not a very good one. His scottish heritage made his name a joke. Mountain of Broken Mountains, so calling the place the Tor of Craig was really, just repeating his name. But, ironically, it was also the classical way to describe a hilltop fortress if it belonged to his clan. Sometimes he thought his mother needed to get kicked in the ass, god rest her soul.
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The chuckle said that poor joke or not, the Swede still thought it funny as luckily, she had never claimed to have a good sense of humour.
"Very nice indeed" Lucy agreed as the blue gorilla was chucked onto one of the chairs, freeing her hands to slip the jacket off her shoulders. "Almost enough to make a girl reconsider her own rules on staying over" almost, but, not quite. The vampire, while she enjoyed both the man and his company, was well aware that he was someone else's ghoul and was, by nature, sceptical to spending the day with anyone.
The whole "dead as could be" deal was kind of a bitch, and made trust one of those things that wasn't easily handed out.

Another quick look around was offered the place as she moved on light steps, her hands occasionally reaching out to brush over the furniture or the walls as if simply wanting to feel the texture of it while she familiarized herself with the apartment. "You've been living here long?" she did take notice of the apparent lack of personal effects.
Most people had some pictures or books or well, random junk laying around as they tended to gather up things over the course of their lives.

Then again. He did say he'd spent a fair few years in prison. And he obviously wasn't a local so... maybe he didn't have those things.
"No couch though" the girl gave a mock pout.
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"That's why the chairs are big enough for two, if they feel like cuddling."

He looked around a chuckle on his lips even as he looked where she looked.

"And no, only about 6 months. I've been slowly building up the place. Reinforcing all the beams, that sort of thing since I got in. Since the building is listed as condemned but in a zone that's not schedule to get rebuilt for quite a while, it's a safe enough spot for now."

His silvery-blue eyes regard her. He can't blame her for not wanting to stay the night, after all, they just met. The chemistry seemed nice, but you never knew when she might decide she needed to rip his throat out and drink him down or something. For all that he smiled and enjoyed the sight of her.

"You want me to toss the movie in?"
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A happy smile lit up her face as she twirled around, ankles crossed, causing the skirt to lift a little to briefly give a glimpse of the black panties underneath.
"That sounds great" Lucy agreed. "Though, you don't wanna get a glass or something for your drink?" in fact, she was already slipping past him and moving towards the kitchen to fetch him a glass. Though half way she turned so that she was walking backwards in order to keep eye contact while she spoke.

"Anything else you want me to grab for you?" totally innocent question, honestly.
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The bearded man's face splits into a grin and he clearly refrains from stating the obvious, though he does let out one of those bone vibrating hums of enjoyment at the sight of her twirl.

"A glass would be wonderful."

He walks over to the huge TV and turns it on and starts up the DVD player. The thing had a rotating carousel so multiple disks could be waiting in a row. He was nothing if not immensely fond of his gadgets. A twitch in his sweats indicated he might be pretty fond of Lucy too, with her free spirit. He chuckled softly and sat down in the largest of the fluffy chairs, just slim enough to avoid being a two person love seat, but great for encouraging cuddling.
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He got a wink from the Swede before she dashed out of sight and ducked into the kitchen to open a few cabinets in search of glasses. Glasses, glasses, oh, there they were.
Pushing herself up onto her toes she managed to snatch one of them before touching her high heels back on the floor and pausing for a moment, fingers brushing gently over the cold see through surface of the glass.

Hm.
Biting her lip, her eyes, green tonight, glanced in the direction of the door, listening to the sound of him moving around, setting up the movie, sitting down.

A part of her recognized it all for the bad idea it was, hanging out with a guy who quite literally, belonged to someone else. But, he was fun. And she liked his company. And absolutely loved his voice. Couldn't really complain about the sex either. There was nothing wrong in wanting to see if that wasn't something that they could keep, right? Everyone needed a break. And quite frankly, he was a very very nice break...

Chuckling to herself, she decided not to worry too much about it. Her plans always went horribly wrong so she had learned early on that the best way to deal with anything was not to plan ahead, but simply do.

"Found one!" Lucy called out as she came out from the kitchen and swiftly stepped over to snatch the bottle off the table before, in one quick swift movement, dropping into the seat, or rather, into his lap.
"Drink?"
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The big man purred softly and slipped his arms around her, grinning.

"My hands seem to be full, I may need help, but I would love one. Not to big mind you, no need to get smashed when I have good company to keep me occupied."

He touched the arm of the chair and the squishy fabric had a velcro patch and under it, were the remotes for the TV and the DVD player. He wiggled his eyebrows at her and smiled, turning the movie on.

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Oh, that sound was just sooo good. More than enough to make her curl up against him with a soft laughter as she expertly positioned herself so that she could hold the glass between her knees while using both hands to open the bottle and pouring him a drink, still filling the glass half way up tough since he was a big guy and could easily take it.

"There you go"
The glass offered with one hand, she simply leaned down to place the bottle next to the chair before making herself comfortable. Taking a brief moment to brush down her skirt so it didn't reveal too much. Not so much out of shyness though mind you, given how close they'd already gotten the last time they met. But it was force of habit when wearing something that had a tendency to ride up at the most inconvenient of times.

"Hope it's to your liking and if not, eh... I guess you could use it for cleaning or something"
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He chuckled, his voice a dark rumble and his silver-blue eyes twinkling as he took a sip of the whiskey and pulled her close to him, grinning down at the bottle between her thighs. Reaching down he plucked it up and set it on the floor beside the chair, then replaced it with a warm hand resting on her thigh.

"So, which is your favorite movie? Evil Dead, Evil Dead 2 or Army of Darkness?"

As bad as he was, the big man was trying to be social and actually somewhat, normal. The dark gibbering voices wanted him to hurl her down and begin enjoying the body he knew already was delightful in every way, but he shut it down and simply enjoyed the feel of her curled along his form.

He deserved a normal fucking evening, right?
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The warm strong hand had her smiling as she traced her fingers lightly over the back of it.

"I have to admit that while I love all of them, Army of Darkness has a special place in my heart" there was just something about that movie that made her grin. It somehow managed to be the perfect kind of funny and grotesque topped with enough cheese to make Nathan Fillion all gleeful.

"Though I'll gladly watch any of them. The Evil Dead remake wasn't that bad, but, no Bruce Campbell as Ash and it just ain't the same thing" the smiling woman in his lap said, though her eyes had yet to stray from his to look at the screen.

Her fingers seemed to still idly stroke across the back of his hand without really thinking. Because while her body, unlike most of her kind, still held some of the warmth it had in life, a part of her still wanted to feel that warmth from another.
The world was a dark place, but that warmth was a small glimmer of light no matter how you looked at it.
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He chuckled and stared deep into her eyes, dropping his voice lower than even his own normal octave.

"Gimme some sugar baby...."

His body was warm under her, warm and flush and alive. His sparkling silver-blue eyes said he approved of her movie choices and that he was deeply enjoying her seating was clear. He raised his tattooed hand and took a sip of the whiskey, grinning at her. A challenge and just an enjoyable sharing moment.

Toran, despite the subconscious beast rolling in the back of his head, felt calm and pleasant with her resting on his lap.
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And that comment, that scene, was one of the reasons why she loved that movie so much. Honestly, if she could've somehow gotten more tattoos, that quote would've been inked onto her skin in an instant. That she hadn't managed to get it done before her Embrace was a bummer really, but with the rather rushed and sudden way she'd been turned, it couldn't have been helped.

The 'challenge' though, delivered with a voice that would've made her knees buckle had she been standing, was answered without a moment's hesitation as her hand lifted to cup his cheek before blood red lips found his in a deep kiss. The tip of a wet tongue darting out to taste the whiskey he'd been drinking as she happily purred into the touch and let her eyes drift shut.

It might be she'd forgotten how much emotions and needs were bottled up in the man, or she might've gone a bit easier on him.
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