Brakeing in (open) « Thread Started on Jul 20, 2009, 12:08am »
It was a dark and stormy night thunder crashing out side a window shatters, because Volk had busted through it. He was now panting heavily. Soon he had found the basement door and had shattered the door, and now looking for a warm dry spot to lay down. 'Hmm I need to plan my next move.' He layed down and soon fell asleep. He started to have a nice dream of his old mate before he got frozen. In the real world all that could be seen would be his tail wagging with his tongue sticking out a little.
Re: Brakeing in (open) « Reply #1 on Jul 21, 2009, 4:38pm »
The crash of lightning outside was playing perfectly for the demon as he lay on the bed humming a cheerful tune. He was drenched from head to toe in blood that was beginning to dry. His eyes were fading from the inky blackness to a bright red as he licked his fingers with a impish delight.
He had stumbled upon the old man's home during the night and caused a storm to begin just so that the old bugger would invite him into this abode. The old man was a sick, bastard who liked children a little too much, the taste of his flesh and blood told of evil deeds. Not to mention Slannen had seen this pervert staring at the kids playing outside earlier intently as if he wanted to feed on them in his own sick way.
Slannen knew he was considered a monster for his awful deeds, but even he had some boundaries. Sexual acts were disturbing enough, but to even consider the innocent ones as... Never mind. Having his fill of flesh and blood the dark-haired demon looked at the remains and wondered if anyone would even notice the man's absence. 'Still, I should really do something about ol' McConnelly before he begins to stink..' He grabbed the blanket he was laying on and put on the pieces of the body on it and grabbed a few towels too wipe the blood from the wooden floor. He put it all on the blanket and rolled it up tying it off.
Slannen looked down upon himself and tutted, "always the messy eater, you shouldn't play with your food." He chuckled and snapped his fingers the blood vanished and so did the blanket. Leaving a spotless young man in all black attire. A crash caused Slannen's head to whip around, 'Was I wrong about the man, does he have a fat wifey with a personality I could just gobble up?' Slannen wanted to laugh at his own sick joke, but held it in and walked silently downstairs to the first floor, then headed to the basement door, quietly turning the knob to the entrance of where he had heard the noise come from.
Re: Brakeing in (open) « Reply #3 on Jul 23, 2009, 1:03pm »
The demon opened the door and looked down the stairs, he couldn't hearing anything at first then the faint sound of slow, heavy breathing reached his ears. He sniffed the air and the smells of mildew and rotting wood crept in but there was one scent that almost made him cringed it was so strong- wet dog.
Slannen walked down farther till he reached the bottom steps and a crack of his own lightning outside illuminated the basement just long enough. He saw the shattered door and puddles of water leading straight to the little noise maker. Well, "little" wasn't exactly true on Slannen's part, he looked at the wolf with his glowing red eyes. The intelligence and smell told the demon that it was a werewolf sleeping in front of him. ' Why would a wolfie hide down here? I haven't seen a werewolf in a long time...'
Slannen watched the werewolf with wariness until he noticed it was asleep and chasing something in his dreams. The over- a thousand year old creaure giggled like a little girl. He held one arm across his ribcage and the other was in a sad attempt to cover up his noises with a lightly closed fist... 'What could here be chasing after, a big, bad, squirrel perhaps?'
Re: Brakeing in (open) « Reply #4 on Jul 24, 2009, 1:35am »
Lighting flash again and Volk was gone, for he had vaded in to the shodows of this basment "Back off demon unless you want to head back to the underworld." He was in a spot where his voice would sound like it was coming from every where. The lightling flash again after some time showing the room all most coverd in dire werewolf runic "What is you want you bard?" Volk was keeps an eye on this demon, to make sure it wouldn't do any thing weird or stupid.
Re: Brakeing in (open) « Reply #5 on Jul 24, 2009, 12:36pm »
Slannen ceased his fit of giggles and tilted his head to the side trying to pinpoint the true location of the were. He smiled coyly and pulled out a cigarette from seemingly nowhere, lighting it slowly and taking a drag before deciding on what to say. " I could ask you the same question, now couldn't I? But you see, that would be pointless and rude cause I couldn't care less in all honesty. "
His eyes flashed and he leaned against the post to the stairway seeming to relax. Slannen took another drag, it was slow and untroubled, letting the smoke drift away from his lips. " Now, why not calm down, seeing as I have already fed and am in rather a good mood.. hmm?"
Re: Brakeing in (open) « Reply #6 on Jul 27, 2009, 5:52pm »
He was still in his hiding spot "What is with all you damn people and bugging me when I'm sleeping, first the human dug me out of my cold sleep, then you poke me, so just go away, and leave me be demon." He restarted his sleeping. The sound of snoring refilled the ether of this basement.
Re: Brakeing in (open) « Reply #7 on Jul 28, 2009, 7:18pm »
Flicking an ash onto the floor with a tap of his nail-painted fingers the demon rolled his eyes. Slannen wondered if he should bother trying to wake the male again, although it had not been his intention before. With graceful spin, he turned to stroll back up the stairway. Around halfway up the stairs he whispered just loud enough that if the werewolf had been awake he would have just been able to hear.. " Some people...I wonder what crawled up his ass..."