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Post by Keran Jaxsom on Jan 25, 2009 18:02:09 GMT -5
"Why would that be the thing that ocupies your mind...do you think of fleeing...do you think if you can just get a little away from me you can lose me" his voice held a hint of emusment but his words were true he was actually asking her if this was what she was thinking. he could feel her fear even tho she tired so hard to hide it. he also felt something else a willingness to submit to him a want for his body. he smirked to himself as he let his hand slowly fall down her neck then over her shoulder and under her shirt. as he thought she was truely perfict. his hand was now resting lightly on her breast as he continued to look at her. he then pulled away and let her arm go a smirk on his face.
"Run...go run if you dare...but know this little mouse...I will find you the moment you stop and you will be in my grasps again...do you wish to run knowing this..." he smirked as he looked at her with his cold silver eyes.
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Post by kommandokitty92591 on Jan 25, 2009 18:11:26 GMT -5
Rynn felt violated by him of course, and the choice he offered her was tempting. If she could just get away where he wouldn't find her, perhaps then she could escape this nightmare. And so Rynn ran, her speed making her nearly invisible. In half a second she was out of the building and in the middle of the woods, finding herself in a dark forest, a place she didn't recognize. "Shit..." she whispered harshly, sensing no one around. Complete isolation. Wherever he had taken her, it was no where near any place with a population.
By this time, Rynn was far from the building, but going deeper into the forest. The trees were growing thicker, the air colder and darker. It felt like death itself, reminded her of what she'd always imagined death to be. Perhaps that had been his whole reason for bringing her here. She was surrounded by a place that looked like dying, pursued by Death himself.
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Post by Keran Jaxsom on Jan 25, 2009 18:15:25 GMT -5
The man smirked softly as he watched her run slowly a blade appered in his hand what was know as a scyth its long curved blade supported by a long slender staff of wood. he took it into his hands the weight perfict as it always had been. he was now on the hunt for his prey and when he found her he would use his weapon to take her clothing off one peice at a time. he slowly followed knowing right were the girl had gone.
"There is no running form me..." he cooed to himself.
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Post by kommandokitty92591 on Jan 25, 2009 18:24:58 GMT -5
Rynn was lost. She was not too prideful to admit that. The ethereally lovely woman stopped with a sigh as she fell against a tree, breathing heavily. Suddenly, the cat demon felt rain upon her hair and body, a storm having rolled in. Rynn vaguely remembered the news saying there would be a large storm that night. But then again, they may not even be in the same country. It could just be chance. Regardless, the rain battered her weakening spirit further. If he was going to find her, why couldn't he just do it?
Rynn sighed to herself, shaking her head lightly. No, she wouldn't just stay here and be a sitting duck for the psychotic man to find her as he pleased. No. Rynn wouldn't do that, she had never done that. Even she had to run, Rynn never waited for fate to find her. Her whole life had been filled with avoiding fate, and she wasn't about to cease that trend tonight. And so she set off, further in the darkness that never ended.
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Post by Keran Jaxsom on Jan 25, 2009 18:32:46 GMT -5
Death knew she had stopped for a moment and laughed to himself as he let the rain soak his beautiful hair making it stringy. despite that as it hung into his face he was still beautifull still perfict his rain soaked hair making him look even more alluring then before. his handsom silver eyes continued to look ahead on him as he walked slowly letting his prey think it had won. that was what he always did.
' Stop it!' Death heard the voice in his head and smirked to himself.
"heh...so you have will enough to speak...then i guess i will have to gag you." he hissed as the man in his head was pulled down to the ground where he was chained. Death continued to walk the area around him seemed to shiver with his impending footfalls. then slowly he dissapeared in to mist coming a few feet behind her. he was as silent as a hawk and a hundred times more deadly. he watched her run as he followed her. he waited for the sign that she thought she was safe. it was then that he would make his move. he seemed to disssapere into the shadows.
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Post by kommandokitty92591 on Jan 25, 2009 18:43:20 GMT -5
Rynn stopped for a moment, thinking she heard something in the mist from the pouring rain. Her hair was soaked through, falling in stringy curls about her face. The water dripped off the tips, making its way down her shoulders and onwards towards the ground. He hadn't come yet. Had she lost him? Rynn felt that it was too good to believe, but she stopped anyway. The mist made everything impossible to see, and Rynn had no idea where she was going.
The cat demon fell against a tree and sank to the ground, her head resting on her arms. Rynn closed her eyes and simply breathed, trying to fathom how she went from clubbing with Shango to running from Death. As these thoughts went through her head, the rain continued to pour, soaking Rynn even further.
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Post by Keran Jaxsom on Jan 25, 2009 18:50:09 GMT -5
The man smirked as he watched her sink into the tree behind her. he watched her body her movements everything about her he needed that perfecting. slowly he walked towards her his scythe causing the mist to swirl about it his body also causing ripples in the thick cloud of fog.
"Perfect...even when you run from me..." he smirked as he caught her arm and brought her close to him. his body was warm in the cold rain. his eyes however could of been ice as he looked at her with them. he ran the back of his hand up her side before bringing the scythe in that hand to cut the few remaining laces holding her shirt onto her frame. he smirked as he looked at her with his wet hair falling into his eyes making him look so much more enchanting yet so much more dangerous. He hooked a fingure of his hand with the scythe into her waist band and pulled her even closer to him so they were pressing up against each other.
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Post by kommandokitty92591 on Jan 25, 2009 18:56:17 GMT -5
"No..." Rynn said softly as she was jerked to her feet by the man and pulled uncomfortably close to him. Though his body was warm, she knew his heart was not. He only wanted Rynn for what she looked like, and she knew that. She looked up and met his eyes. "Would you please just release me and forget about this. I promise I'm not that great..." she said with sarcasm, knowing that simply asking would never work, but Rynn wasn't about to let him have her without at least some argument.
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Post by Keran Jaxsom on Jan 25, 2009 19:03:53 GMT -5
The man glared down at her as she spoke and then smirked lightly.
"Why would I do such a thing..." he hissed as he brought his mouth closer to hers then slowly he kissed her it was a strange kiss full of heated passion yet cold as the icy water that poured down on them.
' STOP IT!' the voice again he frowned in mid kiss. and forced the thing back down into submission. he had never seen this much fight from him. he then continued on with his kiss his lips hungrily devouring her soul. he let the scythe disappear and pushed her into the tree she had only moments before been leaning on. his hand that he had used to pull her waist closer to his was now softly groping her.
' SHE IT NOT YOURS!!! DEATH QUIT IT!' the man again protested fighting free of the bounds that held him.
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Post by kommandokitty92591 on Jan 25, 2009 19:13:24 GMT -5
Rynn struggled to breathe as his lips practically suffocated her. She lifted her arms against him, pushing on his chest with all her strength with her hands trying to get him off of her. Even though she was fighting him, Rynn felt her lips respond to his in a fiery passion all their own, a passion she had not felt in a long time, but one that she knew would one day return. Rynn felt tears in her eyes as she felt her determination break, a singular and profound sensation within her own mind. Suddenly her hands lost their fight and simply rested on his chest as she allowed herself to give in, at least for the moment. She hated herself for it, but Rynn couldn't control it. She knew now that she would never be singularly strong enough to escape these men forever.
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Post by Keran Jaxsom on Jan 25, 2009 19:31:25 GMT -5
Death smirked as he felt her give into him and pushed his body closer to her she felt so warm against him. he felt his own body temperature rise as he felt his power over her and forced her into an even deeper kiss. his hands seeking out her body and running along it's perfection. she was now his this forced the other down in his mind made the binds tighter stronger.
' she is not mine...I would beg to differ ' death hissed at the other in his head his own voice in his head triumphant.
"Thats right...you cannot fight death...everyone succumbs to it sometime...your just lucky yours is not a fatal to you" he hissed in her ear as he broke his kiss then let his lips softly kiss her neck.
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Post by kommandokitty92591 on Jan 25, 2009 19:39:00 GMT -5
Rynn allowed him to pull her deeper into his kiss. The tears still rolled down her cheeks, she was so ashamed of her weakness. Rynn had never been able to fight these men, so what had made her think she ever could? She sighed and drew in a breath as Death kissed her neck lightly. Rynn moved her head to the side slightly so he could do so easier. "I suppose so.." Rynn said softly to his comment, even though at the moment, she was searching her own heart for the strength to defeat his intoxicating scent. But Rynn could not find it at the moment, his breath was too sweet, his body too warm, his lips too soft, for her to easily say no.
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Post by Keran Jaxsom on Jan 25, 2009 19:52:31 GMT -5
Death let his hands slowly down to her waist band pulling down lightly on it as he continued to kiss her neck her willingness to let him was new to the man he was so use to the fighting and taking what he wanted with force. this was a new sensation to him and it almost made him mad with intrigue. he pulled her close and slowly found his way to the ground with her on top of him still softly kissing her neck. for the first time he didnt feel the need to assert his power by using his force for once he wanted to be gentile with the woman who had submitted to him. he rolled so she was under him and his eyes looked into hers there was something there an odd warmth they had not had before.
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