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| Tweet Topic Started: Aug 30 2009, 08:41 PM (6,059 Views) | |
| Lady Luck | Aug 30 2009, 08:41 PM Post #1 |
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If looks could kill, you'd be lying on the floor, you'd be begging me please, please, baby don't hurt me no more! If looks could kill, you'd be wreathing from the pain, and you'd never lie again.... Lady Ashleigh Pandora, niece of the mighty Lord Pandorre, and only sole heir to the head of the convent.(Therefore, all male vampires in the convent want to sink their fangs into the young woman.) Sharp eyes were surrounded by high cheek bones, soft pale lips, long black lashes, and ebony hair. Ashleigh, unlike the rest of clan believed in a bit more commitment, rather then the walking orgie that most vampires seemed to entertain, with multiple partners, everyday. Not to mention, she could really careless about the precious convent title. However, her appearance merely made the young males try that much harder. Ashleigh wasn't even heir by birthright, but by turning. She'd been turned long ago, and raised up as if she were simply one of the rest. Given Ashleigh's feeling towards relations, Ashleigh was running into issues with the entire clan... She had to have someone as her lover and right hand before she took over, but what if she wasn't there to take over? Love is on the line I ain't about to be kind, that's a promise and a threat, if I was you I'd better cool it, or risk a night you'll never forget. Thinking she was in love, and that the vampire lord she was consorting with was in love in return, and that she had a way of escaping the current imprisonment of the convent, Ashleigh fled into the dark one night. It wasn't true she later discovered........ I was a fool to believe in you, a sucker for every line, I'm a little less blind, than I was before, I can see right through your disguise. Walking in on what she thought was her lover, and his harem of women, she left that night, never to return. Now lonely for many years passed, Ashleigh resided in the mountains, away from all civilizations, and chances of more heartache. If looks could kill, you'd be lying on the floor, you'd be begging me please please, darlin don't hurt me no more, If looks could kill, you'd be wreathin from the pain, and you'd never lie again, If looks could kill. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Posteth~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Walking outside her stone fortress for a home, snow blowing about in every direction, Ashleigh was merely taking a walk when she stumbled across a body half buried in the snow. At first she mistook it for a dead human before she realized it was merely a very injured and blood thirsty vampires. Completely unconscious, ashleigh considered leaving him out here to let the sun remedy his problems, however, she decided against it and lifted him up and started her walk back towards home, not liking the issues this man could cause her. ((( Your playing mister broken ))
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| Keys | Aug 30 2009, 09:08 PM Post #2 |
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At the time when the girl stumbled across him, Darryn was somewhat conscious. Her image was blurred in his eyes, but he knew that she was there. He couldn't call out to her. The pain and the cold kept him mute, and his weakness kept him still. It didn't occur to him to be surprised as his lean body was pulled out of the snow. The cold crystals clung to his short brown hair and to his clothes, melting where his hot blood leaked out. The man coughed, a bit of blood creeping from his mouth. He knew that it was dangerous, but he couldn't quite remember why as he passed out. |
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| Lady Luck | Aug 30 2009, 09:12 PM Post #3 |
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Carefully getting into her manor, carved out of the side of one of the mountains it's self, Ashleigh made her way to the nearest room, laying the body down upon the bed, starting to strip him of the wet and soiled garments. Looking down at the naked, cut up body, she made a small face, trying to figure out what got ahold of him to keep him from healing as would be normal as she went to get clean linens and dressings to clean him up. |
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| Keys | Aug 30 2009, 09:19 PM Post #4 |
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The man was completely unconscious still, which was actually a really good thing for him. After what he had been through, being awake was a murder. Now that he was out of the snow, his body began to heat up, but it warmed even further, showing a fever in him. Right now his life was in the hands of a stranger. |
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| Lady Luck | Aug 30 2009, 09:22 PM Post #5 |
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Ashleigh returned, close, dressings and medications in hand as she noticed the sweat on the man's brow. Frowning deeply she moved to clean the cuts quickly, wrapping them to stop the bleeding. Moving to fill her needle, she injected him with direct antibiotics, wondering what the hell this guy was thinking as she moved to get him dressed and layered to help break the fever. Men. should let him die. |
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| Keys | Aug 30 2009, 09:29 PM Post #6 |
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It wasn't very long after he had been moved that Darryn first came to. He wasn't in perfect coherence, though. In fact, he wasn't in much of a coherent state at all. He shifted to his side, scrunching and groaning in pain as he opened bloodshot eyes. If someone were to ask him, Darryn would quite vehemently disagree with Ashleigh's idea. |
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| Lady Luck | Aug 30 2009, 09:33 PM Post #7 |
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Returning to the room, she looked the man over, unable to tell if he was out or awake right now, moving to force him to drink both the glass of water, and bottle of blood in her hands, watching the liquids trickle down his throat before giving him another dose of antibiotics. I should get rid of him before he causes problems too. |
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| Keys | Aug 30 2009, 09:42 PM Post #8 |
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Darryn stilled and quieted after the administration of treatment. His breath evened out a bit, though his skin was still hot. That last bit had helped a lot though, his body was working on mending and the pain wasn't as bad. After a minute or so, he opened a pair of startling blue eyes and looked at the woman blearily. |
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| Lady Luck | Aug 30 2009, 09:45 PM Post #9 |
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Watching his eyes open, Ashleigh looked upon him for a moment before moving to gently close his eyes. " You need rest." Ashleigh reasoned softly, standing and leaving the room. |
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| Keys | Aug 30 2009, 09:51 PM Post #10 |
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Darryn didn't even really need to be told. Whereas he wasn't in as much pain, he was tanked. His brain didn't want to function correctly. He definitely didn't want to move. And so as he shut his eyes, his brain shut off. |
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| Lady Luck | Aug 30 2009, 09:55 PM Post #11 |
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Leaving him be for about 4 or so hours, she wondered into the room to clean the wounds and redress them, re administer the antibiotics and make sure he swallowed down another small carton worth of blood and pretty much force fed him apple sauce and jello, then left the room once more. |
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| Keys | Aug 30 2009, 09:59 PM Post #12 |
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He had only barely been awake as she went through the motions. When Darryn fell asleep again, though, he dreamt. ~He was on fire, burning. But then there was what had happened. It all played through it all with excruciating detail. And all the while flames filled him and preyed on him~ Darryn had no idea that he was shouting in his sleep, tortured by nightmares. But on the bright side his fever broke amidst the dream. |
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| Lady Luck | Aug 30 2009, 10:02 PM Post #13 |
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Hearing the shouts, ashleigh came into the room, looking him over and moving to wake him from his dreams, hoping that she'd not have to sedate him. I've taken in a mad man. |
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| Keys | Aug 30 2009, 10:07 PM Post #14 |
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Darryn woke with a start, his hand grabbing her forearm as his startling blue eyes shot open again. It took him a moment to realize what he was seeing, but then his head fell back against the bed as he tried to catch his breath. He spoke, though his voice was coarse and tired. "Thank you." |
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| Lady Luck | Aug 30 2009, 10:11 PM Post #15 |
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" Don't thank me yet, now, how are you feeling?" Ashleigh asked, eyeballing a towel on the floor, wnating to test the suffocation theory if he did that again. |
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