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Post by Yuri Konstantinov on Feb 7, 2009 22:55:06 GMT -6
Her heartbeat failed, giving one final, wet pump before it stopped working for all eternity. Lifeless green eyes stared up at the moonless sky, the last thing her body would see.
His arms released her from his grip, dropping the bloodless body unmercifully to the cold, hard pavement. A small trail of thick blood ran from his lips, dribbling down his chin. With a careful wipe of his hand, the red liquid was gone from his skin.
Leaving the cluttered alleyway without even a glance back, the vampire left the body to be found. He couldn't care less if the body was traced back to him. The Russian didn't even want to be there. Hands shoved into his pockets and face set into a stony expression, the teen made his way through the backroads back towards the school. The stupid school that his adoptive parents sought to punish him with. Well screw them. He'd get himself expelled.
Speaking of getting expelled, he needed to come up with some creative ways of annoying the headmistress. Maybe he should sneak into the girls dorm rooms... Or maybe get caught snogging some poor, geeky teacher's pet. Ahah! He could always go spray paint the headmistress's office. That would be fun. Yes, spray paint his name in Russian all over the walls.
Turning a corner, Yuri was suddenly hit by a most delicious smell. Who was that? Stopping to look around, the vampire searched for this appealingly scented person. Too bad he was nearly full. Maybe he could taste and come back for more later. Yes, that sounded good. Dark maroon eyes searched the streets. There were a few people out and about at this time of night, but none that smelled even close to the appealing scent. That was odd.
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Post by Nicholai Ladislav on Feb 8, 2009 1:55:14 GMT -6
Nicholai had finally gotten out of the school, he had of course snuck out, and it was just a few hours after night, and nicholai was bored, so of course he had snuch out of school, anyone would, school was boring, anyone could tell him that, and sometimes he just needed to get out of the school every now and then, and when he did he went out to the town, this time he thought he would take a trip in the backroads.
He had never been here before, and it was always good to get out and about, explore new and mysterous places that he had never been to before, and meet new and interesting people, at least thats what nicholai thought, and he always did love meeting new people, Just as nicholai had gotten there, a wierd smell had hit his nose, the smell of flesh blood, nicholai could tell ether someone was feeding or someone had hurt themself, so he decided to go take a look.
He moved as quick as he could before getting to the place, he was on the roofs of course, he didnt even get there soon before he realised what it was that was happening, a vampire was sucking the life blood out of some human female, the vampire was wearing a black turtle neck shirt, pair of faded jeans and a semi-trench coat, and he looked like a student at nicholai's school, Soon nicholai followed him.
After a while nicholai decided to drop back down into that allyway were the girl was and hide her body in there sewers, he then turned and started walking the same way that the man went, hopefully to run into him, seeing as he might come back this way. |
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Post by Yuri Konstantinov on Feb 8, 2009 2:37:30 GMT -6
Now he was becoming irritated. He couldn't for the undead life of him find where the person was. Maybe it wasn't even a person at all. Maybe all he was smelling was the decomposing body of his prey. Human jerky sounded appealing. While the taste wasn't as good as blood, it was something to chew on. Just like a dog, chewing kept his teeth and gums healthy. Tooth paste... well, all that did was burn his mouth.
Turning around, Yuri fingered the pocket knife in his pocket. Yes, he'd fillet her into nice long strips. He'd probably have to return for them later after he found a place to stash them, but that was alright with the Russian. He passed a smaller looking boy, the hair on the back of his neck standing on end. What was this? Another vampire?
Stopping mid-stride, Yuri turned to look at the guy with a hard gaze. He instinctively felt territorial, even though this was far from his own territory. Every muscle in his body was tensed, ready to move on a moment's notice. A low, almost inaudible growl left his throat in an aggressive way. His mind went into overdrive, analyzing every possible way to attack and be attacked.
Why did he smell like he'd been down a sewer or something? "Вы пахнете как тыловой конец лошади,[1]" he spat, a stony expression on his face. What was it about this kid that was so familiar? So threatening? Yuri couldn't place it, though he was certain he'd find out later.
[1. "You smell like the rear end of a horse"]
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