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If Looks Could Kill; Rated : R
Topic Started: Aug 30 2009, 08:41 PM (6,067 Views)
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Darryn paused as the glass reached his lips. However, as he drank, his eyes connected with his brother's over the rim of the glass.

Damian just stood, watching the man condescendingly. Then, when the glass was emptied, he reached to lay a hand on Darryn's shoulder.

"It pleases me that your heart lies with our family's."

Darryn glanced at Ashleigh for the briefest of moments.

This thing can kill a person.

What he meant was suddenly cast into obscurity, as the man suddenly spit out the last mouthful of bloody wine that he had held, spewing it across Damian, who jerked back, tearing off his mask and wiping to try and keep it from his mouth. Suddenly, everyone was staring. Darryn growled, narrowing his crimson eyes.

"My heart is with MY family. Yours can burn with yours, those liars and murderers!"

Damian lunged now. Darryn ducked. Then, there was a collective crashing of glass. Everyone just dropped their wine glasses. Why? Well, Damian had caught the side of Darryn's throat when tearing off the green cloak, spilling just a tiny bit of blood. The scent was on the air... and it was clear that something in the wine was derived from it. The fruity scent had covered the distant smell so much that Darryn himself hadn't even been sure until he tasted it, but in the end a vampire always knew his own blood. The last thing you wanted to drink was this man's blood.

However, this caused a unique problem. Damian, for however long it would last, WAS the head. Darryn had just challenged him, called him out. So, stepping in at the moment would more than discredit Darryn. However, it wasn't an entirely fair fight. What harm was there in a little... evening of the odds?
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Ashleigh only moved once. And the way she did it would not be caught in the movement between the brothers. Everyone was focused on the pair, and she had finally fallen by the way side. it was not even a thing that could be traced back to her.

She pinched, only one spot. But it crippled the aggressive half brother that sought out his younger sibling. their was no hesitation in the way she dumped her wine upon the floor, perhaps it was good she'd not trusted?

Either way, once it was dumped, she dropped the glass, watching Darryn and Damian closely. What would darryn do now that damian was at his disposal?

Good girlfriend/fiancee for restraining yourself and not just killing him. Good girl for just watching and discreetly 'aiding'.

For those watching, it would look like Damian was simply defected, or submitting to Darryn's calling-out.

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Damian knew, however. The man looked up at Ashleigh, furious. He even started to move towards the woman - even if he was very crippled and lower in physical take. However, he was grabbed by Darryn. That man might be willing to take one heck of a beating for himself, but notice that every time that Damian had stepped to harm Ashleigh, the amoeba Darryn suddenly grew a backbone.

This caused an actual fight, though it was kind of a sad one. It was quick, though tense. There was vampire in Darryn. That was why Ashleigh shouldn't be surprised that the man did it. He killed his brother, if only to try and save his own life (or maybe just hers?). The first thing that became obvious was the sheer lack of movement. One of them was clearly dead. It just wasn't apparent which one.

Then, Darryn moved. He stood up. However, he was obviously very wounded. Blood was surging from his lips with every attempt at a breath. He was drowning in his own lungs. His burning eyes drifted around the room of leaders. Man, his actions had been one hell of a political move (though it hadn't occurred to him that it was). He just saved all of their lives... and then killed the head of his own clan.

His thoughts were much simpler than that. Darryn just didn't want to be in the room with all of these powerful (and kinda scary) people. He almost made it out too, before he collapsed and passed out. There were several natives that hesitantly moved closer. They wanted to help him because they didn't want to deal with the entire line being dead. However... they hesitated.

People weren't sure it was such a good idea to rush to the aid of a profusely bleeding person - not when that person was clearly suffering from tuberculosis.
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Ashleigh looked to those surrounding her. Okay, perhaps what she was about to do was a bit of a thing Darryn might be irritated later, but better irritated and living, then dead and happy. Sorry.

She stepped in him, mask removed as she moved to Darryn, glancing to the hesitant help.

" Help him. "

There was no room for question in her tone as she glanced to the few escorts from her own clan, instructing them to come aid him also, already moving with the others as they started.

When the soft buzz of what was going on between the two of them.. well, then she spoke.

" He has taken his brother's promise, he is to wed me."

It was enough to get the rest to leave her alone as she carefully watched and guided those that tended Darryn now. She knew no fear of this illness, she'd rather die helping him, then live watching him die.
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Darryn was taken to his room this time. They all lay him down. He wouldn't wake up for a very long time. Battle wounds... it seemed to have caused a major resurgence. Let's see how long until someone tried to feed the man. He would ball up into a ball that couldn't be pulled apart before very long just from sheer hunger.
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Ashleigh was the one that braved feeding Darryn. He latched on overly eager to her wrist. She watched how eagerly he took from her, feeding herself while he attempted to drain her.

Eventually he fell away, sleeping on.

This happened several more times over the days, ashleigh the only one coherent enough to deal with all the clan BS while Darryn was out of it, tending to him adoringly.

She was half awake when darryn would stir.
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Darryn woke slowly. The man groaned, sitting up slowly, hating the feeling of it. He mumbled something about feeling like he had been hit by a freight train. However, perhaps he was only half awake as he slipped out of the bed and went to bathe - the first time in forever! Maybe that would help him feel better (after all, he was doing far better as his body had refused to let him wake up this time).
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ashleigh let him slip away to bathe, having the room completely bleached clean so to speak while he bathed, having fresh and clean everything, including her and her attire, sitting on his bed and waiting.


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Darryn returned after a while, slowly walking in. He was holding his head as he sat down on the side of the bed. He had a terrible headache. Was he awake yet? Try pinching him?

The man was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a dark blue button down shirt. However, the sleeves had been rolled up to his elbows, and it was hanging completely unbuttoned.
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Ashleigh slowly guided Darryn to his bed, kissing his temple.

" How are you feeling?"

she asked gently.
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Darryn's blue eyes lifted to her as he sat there.

"I feel like my respiratory system has been resurfaced, and my head filled with Draino."

He was rubbing at his temples now, trying to sort out things that happened to him recently. In all honesty, he just wanted to breakfast... but... he still had that feeling he was forgetting something important.
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Ashleigh hesitated, moving to the door and motioning in the woman holding the cart full of food, rolling it inside for Darryn to eat. the woman quickly excused herself, and Ashleigh sighed, looking over Darryn, speaking lightly.

" You killed Damian.."
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Darryn choked on the roll, coughing violently. It was harsh on his tender lungs.

"&*(@^*(#$%&(*@#^&@#(&%*(#@%&*@^(%#(%!!!!!"

DARRYN! Yeah, it could be heard quite a ways from this room. Several people stopped to glance that way. Either someone was getting banged or someone was getting whacked - no one was too concerned either way.

Darryn suddenly lost his appetite, which was probably not so good. He just sat there, rubbing his temples more.

"Oh, I remember now..."

He just hoped that it had been a bad dream.
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Ashleigh sighed, moving and kissed Darryn's cheek softly.

Love....

She ventured, feeling badly.

" I could not get more involved then i did..."

She offered faintly, looking down slightly.
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Darryn nodded slowly, eventually just glancing up at her.

"I know..."

He thought about it.

"You're why I did. Well... and some of me. He sent me out on a near suicide mission just so he could kill off..."

The man didn't even finish. He just climbed under his blankets, sitting there with his legs crossed and his face just half peeking out.

"They are going to eat me alive."
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