Creatures of the Knight

[1stTwistedSistr]

Rhiannon ~ Speaking With Jack And Br. Sancti

"I only have one question, Miss Petrova, you know Mr. Harrison, does he need to be put down?" Jack asks me.

I can only look at him in stunned horror. "Put down?" I ask incredulously... "Osmond is no animal in need of 'putting down'! And I take umbrage to your suggestion that he is anything but honorable! I am quite certain that if he were here now, that you, sir, would be dueling by first light! Mr. Harrison has never been anything but the most forthright and upstanding man I have ever known! For your information, he was sent here to try to resolve whatever the problem was in this hotel! And I do not believe that the owner will be pleased that Mr. Harrison's life was put at stake by the two of you. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to find him and make sure that Fenrisen hasn't killed him. Good day gentlemen!"

 

[The_high_king]

Brother Sancti

"See Jack. I told you Osmond wasn't evil, and I'm also telling you that he WILL be back. I bet my collar that he'll be back Jack. You just wait and see". With those words, Brother Sancti left the room. Turning around, just to say, "we should go Jack. There's nothing more we can do here, or for her. C'mon, lets go have drink".

 

[Llyr]

"I don't drink," I say to Sancti while brushing past him to catch up to Petrova. Taking her by the arm and turning her to face me: "Spare me your sanctimonious speeches, Miss Petrova. I've seen your type of 'woman' here before, and I've seen what's left of the men who accompany you. If Harrison is left standing after bedding you it's because he's either too powerful for you to kill or you want something from him.

You say he's not an animal? Maybe, but he ain't human either, so save your outrage for someone who cares. Until I find out a lot more about what goes on here, anyTHING that ain't human or ain't Knight people is fair game from where I stand. That goes for Harrison ... and it goes for you."

Holstering my pistol I push past her down the stairts to see if Jimmy has returned yet.

 

[The_high_king]

Brother Sancti

He stops Jack in his tracks, holding him back with one hand. "You need to change your perspective of non-human's there a bit Jack. Second of all, its a really bad idea to handle women like that in front of a cler- I mean, priest like me". After those two short sentences, he let the impatient Jack go. He slowly walked after him, down the stairs.

 

[1stTwistedSistr]

Rhiannon ~ Furious With Jack

"Spare me your sanctimonious speeches, Miss Petrova. I've seen your type of 'woman' here before, and I've seen what's left of the men who accompany you. If Harrison is left standing after bedding you it's because he's either too powerful for you to kill or you want something from him.

You say he's not an animal? Maybe, but he ain't human either, so save your outrage for someone who cares. Until I find out a lot more about what goes on here, anyTHING that ain't human or ain't Knight people is fair game from where I stand. That goes for Harrison ... and it goes for you."

OOC:
Women of this day did not curse which makes what she's saying all the more striking.




Storming up to him, I grab his arm and throw myself in his path so that he almost trips over his own boots trying to keep from running over me. Shaking with barely supressed rage, I say to him,

"Now just you wait one damn minute! You have no idea what you're talking about! What happened to "innocent until proven guilty?" Mr. Harrison, as far as you are concerned *is* the Knight personell. He was sent here by the owners, one of whom is my cousin. Does the name Ryan Kirkland sound familiar? Yes, I thought so!

And as far as what *I* do behind closed doors, it's none of your damned business. And it would behoove you to keep your opinions about "my kind" to yourself, unless you have seen any carnage left behind by me for yourself. Not all of my species are the same, just as not all of yours are like you! I have never partaken of human blood, but in your case I may make an exception. You have created an enemy in me that you would do well to avoid, for if you provoke me unnecessarily again, I won't hesitate to carry out my threat. And you'll never even see me coming. So I would suggest that you watch your step around me!"

And with that said I turn and *disappear* in search of Osmond.

 

[Llyr]

After Petrova's tirade I turn back to Sancti laughing bitterly. "Thanks for the advice, father, I'll keep it in mind. But as long as you were looking out for the little lady, shouldn't you have warned Miss Petrova not to get sunburned while she was out there searching for Harrison?"

The borderline psychotic suddenly playing the White Knight to defend the honor of a lady - a vampire lady - is entirely too funny. And the perfect ending to this insane night. I walk back to the kitchen to see what Cook has put together for breakfast.

 

[The_high_king]

Brother Sancti

"Oh, I know she'll get sunburn. Thats why I also know that she'll turn tail, then come back here. Sizzle yes, burn to death no", he said as he continued to walk. He turned around to see the vampire lady disappear. Brother Sancti had no doubt in the truth of her threats against Jack. But did this make her evil? Sancti thinks no. If she was, she'd have mace marks all over by now. Truth be told, this little scene, was only proof that even vampires could be just as easily pissed off as humans.

 

[spiritual_love]

Gabrielle

Standing at the edge of the forest, she seeks that mental connection once more. Once more there is no link.

She pauses a moment before proceeding into the depths of the wood, deciding the Captain must not care to be found. Knowing he shall contact her when necessary.

Taking a deep cleansing breath, Gabrielle adjusts her mussed dress, smooths her dishelved locks, once again displaying the image of perfection when inside boils nothing short of a feminine deviant. Lifting her head upwards, her violet eyes sparkle once brightly before she makes her way back within the Knight.

A little smile kissing upon her lips as her valet seems to appear from thin air.

"Mistress...do you desire anything?" Marshall utters softly, his eyes aglow with servitude.

Smiling to the man, Gabrielle pats his arm lightly, "I'm well. Though I do seek someone. If you happened upon Mr. Harrison, do relay to him that I seek his presence."

"Yes, Mistress." the valet whispers with a smile, before wandering off.

Gabrielle smiles as she walks towards the dining area, hoping that a meal can be had this day.

 

[JenSuccubus]

Majestic's Dream/Mind, responding to Osmond

Is anyone in there? A voice in my dreamlike state seems to speak, I am standing on a small plateform in what appears to be my mind......

"Um...Yeah...I think....." I rub my shoulder a bit, suddenly it's a bit sore for some reason......My wings fold themselves over me as I glance around......."Hmm...I'm still dreaming..." I say to myself "Must still be daylight....but...why do I feel like someone's talking to me....? And why does my shoulder hurt a bit...." Something...or someone appears infront of me...still in my mind apperently....If they see me now...I appear quite confused as to what the hell's going on....since this is probably the first time someone's ever tried to communicate with me while I'm in my stone sleep..... "Um....Who is this....?" I ask....still sounding confused........

My mind is just simple at the moment since I wasn't really dreaming about much.....it is just a large grey plateform, like a castle or something......with a moon in the dark sky.....I spread my wings for a moment, still confused....

~"Maj"~

(Ok...so this wasn't as long as I thought it was)

 

[ozme52]

Osmond on the roof

"Um...Yeah...I think....." I am startled by a reply. I hadn't really expected a response. Gargoyles of lore claimed no memory of their stoney sleep. My probe had been a lark. On the other hand, everything that's happened in the last 24 hours has been, shall we say, not mundane. I can hear her, "dreaming" and it sounds like the first time ever. Not a dream exactly and not consciousness exactly.

"Hmm...I'm still dreaming... Must still be daylight....but...why do I feel like someone's talking to me....? And why does my shoulder hurt a bit....Who is this....?"

I close my eyes, encompass and touch the statue with my telekinesis, and in my mind's eye, I step into the statue.

I open my eyes. It's dark, just a moon in the sky, not even stars. Majestic stands before me. Nothing around us but a uniform misty grayness, the two of us standing alone on a thicker gray mist. I wonder if Majestic sees it all this way, is this her image or mine?

Majestic's wings unfurl. I never realized how beautiful she was. At dinner last night, she was concealing herself maintaining the image of a human. Now, "seeing" her as nature had intended, I am stunned. Is this how she really looks, my imagination, or a synergy of our mutual self-images. I vow to find out in the waking world.

"Majestic, it's Osmond Harrison. We met briefly last night. Much has happened. It was Gunnar Fenrisen who killed the girl, did you know she was dead or had you already left? I've been....... changed as well. No longer human, not a vampire, but something like a vampire, though the difference may be of no consequence to humans and I am 'at odds' with you friend Jack, and others."

"We've destroyed Fenrisen, your Jack, that mad priest Sancti and I, by fate or circumstance, a fragile and briefest of alliances."

"The battle, I'm sorry to say, took place here on the roof. You were almost destroyed and slightly damaged. I attempted to "patch" the stone."

Majestic contines to slowly flap her wings, as if "treading the mist" as would a swimmer treading water. She looks at her shoulder and winces. I fear what will occur when night falls. Will she be whole? Scarred? or worse!

As we float I see her gaze rest on me, eyes roaming up and down, and a smile. I realize I appear as bare to her as she does to me.

Our forms float closer, we beging to revolve around a common center, and spiral closer to one another, as if in a dance.

 

[JenSuccubus]

Gargoyles do have a memory of going to sleep...but they are unaware of what happens during that time......"Hello Mr. Harrison.....I see that apperently Communication with me during daylight hours IS possible.....Though I've no clue what the day looks like....." My wings fold onto my back, like a cape, not over my body.......The misty greyness is not how I see everything....It is just my mind's eye of a neutral place of meeting...I smile at him, as I am naked as the day I was hatched.....heh.....I make no effort to conceal myself either... I nod at the comment of him patching my stone form...."I see......No need to worry, because you have patched my arm...since that's apperently what was damaged, I will awaken in a whole form...a little sore, but I'll be allright...." I smirk "You really only need to worry when and if I'm smashed to dust....like my clan was......That's what actually kills me...." I move closer to him, closing my eyes and thinking "I wish I was there to help, but there isn't much that I can do about it.....Considering the fact that I sleep during the daylight hours...." I readjust myself, spreading my wings once more.....

I smile a bit at him once more....moving closer to him.....coming into contact with him.....at first glance this would appear to have been an accident, but 'tis not........My wings fold around his body and my tail wraps around his waist. "You know.....there's quite a bit I could owe you for...patching me up" I smile seductavly at him... My wings hold his form in a way that he cannot escape.....though judging from the look on his face...I'd say that he wouldn't want to.....heh....Even though this is just in our minds...my body is just as warm as it should be....as if this was real...I feel his arms go around my waist and I smile at him....

 

[ozme52]

Osmond - In her Dreams

We weave in and out, closer, then farther, but always spiraling in towards the center.

"Hello Mr. Harrison" "Osmond, please." I reply.

The dance continues, words intermingling, her wings undulating in time to the ever tightening spiral. As we close, her tail wraps itself around my waist, draws me towards her. She enfolds me within the mantle. As soft and silken as the inside of a woman's thighs, silky, just a hint of moistness and the aroma! Divine, as if I have been completely enfolded within her vagina. I caress the contours of her wings, scribing along the delicate bones, eliciting shudders and contractions.

It is as if I am one giant cock within her. She, a vagina around me. For the second time today, I feel as if I'm being reborn. My arms encircle her waist. Her arms wrap around my neck. Her legs wrap around my butt, talons like tiny pinpricks, gaining a purchase, a slight adjustment and I slide slowly into her real vagina, moister and warmer. Layer upon layer, Majestic around me, me in Majestic, wrapped in my arms, wrapped in hers. All, in the floating gray mist of her dreamworld.

As we thrust, each against the other, the final entry occurs as Majestic's tail slides between my cheeks and through my sphincter, filling me, just as I am filling her.

My eyes widen, her's full of mirth. I realize this is a pleasure she has not received in a very long time, there are so few gargoyles, and I realize she's not fulfilled. A male gargoyle would do more.

Now Majestic's eyes widen as I use the telekinesis to enfold her body as if I have wings. And even wider as I let her feel my "tail."

 

[JenSuccubus]

Majestic, The Dream continues.....

I close my eyes when he first enters me, moaning in slight pleasure at the touch I haven't had in a long time......I then open my eyes in surprise at feeling..."Wings" around my form. I look at him, slightly confused...then relize he's using his telekinesis........I then feel something.....Large....within me......Almost like a tail.....I smile at him, knowingly...... "Go ahead.....I need it...." I purr at him, my wings caressing his body lightly....

~"Maj"~

 

[ozme52]

Osmond - In her Dreams

"Go ahead.....I need it...." she sighs

I realize that my "tail" was much like Majestic's and that a male gargoyle may well be "better endowed." I put more energy into it and enlarge the girth substantially and wiggle it deep inside her. Majestic's responses are electric and I feel the shudders that are no mystery to me, regardless of the race.

Majestic's orgasm starts small and slowly becomes more powerful. Not the "explosive" orgasm of humans, or for that matter, of vampires.

Then Majestic starts purring. I didn't know gargoyles purred! It is amazing. Like a giant vibrator. I feel it in my ass, around my cock and over my whole body, everywhere her wings are caressing me.

Me? I explode!

 

[1stTwistedSistr]

Rhiannon Finds Osmond

After having searched the area inside and out of the Knight, it finally dawns on me to check the rooftop. I'm exhausted to the point of barely making it up the steps to the kicked in door. Stepping around and over the splinters of wood, I step out into the clear, bright sunlit day....

OMG! I spot Osmond laying on the roof at the gargoyles feet. Carefully picking my way across the sloped roof, I hurry to Osmonds side, and crouching down I put my ear to his chest to see if I can hear his heart beating. I also place my hand above his mouth , making sure that he is still breathing.

Hmmm... everything seems to be alright. Shaking him slightly, I try to rouse him. "Osmond..... Osmond wake up! Wake up damn you!

 

[ozme52]

Osmond - Explosions and Collateral Damage

The orgasm I experience in Majestic's dream world overwhelms me. And apparently it has had an impact on the outside world. An image comes to me, one of Rhiannon, first bent over my postrate form, touching me. Then her body, visibly impacted by something unseen.

The image fades, but not Rhiannon. She now floats with us in the gray mist. The old Osmond, an eye for the ladys he might have had, but never never had he realized the true beauty found in the form of a vampire. Not like I was seeing now.

My cock rapidly hardens again, Majestic feels it growing in her. My "tail" begins thrusting anew. Majestic pulls her tail from my now tender ass, wraps it around my waist, unfurls her wings and carries us to Rhiannon.

Majestic wraps her taloned feet around be again, riding my body as if I were a carousel horse, with the saddle horn firmly entrenched within her. Rhiannon's legs part and guides my face and mouth and fangs to her mons. The hunger begins to overwhelm me.

Meanwhile, Majestic penetrates me again and using her tail, one wrap around my waist, the tip tickling massaging my postrate, she starts pushing me in and out of her, almost as if I were an inaminate object, used for pleasuring herself.

I am lost in the eroticism of the dream.

 

[The_high_king]

Brother Sancti

Somewhere in the distance, Brother Sancti felt something. It wasn't anything important, this was just a hunch. This had nothing to do with his good/evil sense, it was just a curious feeling. As he walked, he knew, something was... sizzling in the sun. What could it be?
Then it hit him. "Something tells me we're having eggs for breakfast Jack", he said.

 

[Felicia4411]

Felicia Sanchez

OOC: Ok here are the basics of my character, I put more in the OCC thread.
NAME: Felicia Sanchez
GENDER: Female
COUNTRY: USA
SPECIES: Human
HAIR: Dark red
EYES: Brown
HEIGHT: 5'3"
STATUS: New guest at the hotel; Jimmy's sister

IC: When I finally arrive at the hotel I remember just how beautiful it is. I always seem to forget how much I like it. Grabbing my suitcase I head inside and check-in. I didn't recognize the man at the desk but notice that he seems a bit preoccupied. I smile at the bellhop who comes over and insists on helping me to my room. As we head up to the room I tried to make small talk, commenting on how much I like the hotel. He quickly nods in agreement and starts walking faster. Wondering what I've missed I hurry to follow. When we reach the room I quickly tipped him and took my suitcase over to the bed. Deciding to unpack later I headed downstairs to the bar.
As I look around for Jimmy I sit down at the bar. Not seeing him I assume he's in the back or maybe on break and I scan the room for any other hotel staff.

 

[Llyr]

Jack

Sancti sits beside me and Cook serves up breakfast: biscuits and gravy, eggs, sausage, black coffee. I'm ravenous, and judging the way Sancti is eating, it's been awhile for him too. I'm preparing to ask Sancti what brings him to these parts when Marshal Donnelly comes in the back door.

"Gents," he greets us, eyeing Sancti darkly.
"What can we do for you, Marshal?" Cook asks while putting a cup of coffee in his hands.
"It can wait," the lawman answers looking none-too-subtly at the priest.
"If this has something to do with last night, Chuck, you might as well speak your piece," I tell Donnelly. "The father here was right in the middle of things. Aint much he don't know already."

Donnelly pushes his hat back to scratch his head. "Something happened here, too? Guess I should've figured ..." He breaks off, thinking, and Cook and I exchange looks. We've both been on staff too long to be worried about much that goes on in these four walls, but something else is on the marshal's mind.

"Maybe you should just give it to us straight, Chuck," I urge.

"Here's the thing, Jack. Jimmy's dead. So's the Doc. Ripped up pretty bad, both of 'em. Jimmy had his club, but it looks like he never got the chance to use it. Whole thing looks like something tied to the hotel. What happened here last night?" I can't answer. jimmy and I weren't friends as such, but we could be called partners. We'd been working the dead shift together since he arrived four years ago. He was a good man - knew how to make people laugh; knew how to listen; knew how to handle problems.

Somewhere in the background I hear Sancti filling the marshal in on the night's events when a bellboy comes in. "Anybody seen Jimmy? his sister just checked in."

Looking around I see all eyes are on me. Getting to my feet slowly I ask, "What room's she in, kid?"

Walking slowly out of the kitchen to break the news to Jimmy's kin, I realize just how long this night's been.

 

[JenSuccubus]

Majestic, the dream continues, with an added person!

I moan as I ride Osmand's hard rod with renewed vigar, espically with the added person......whom I don't recognize right off. My tail continues working in his ass....Slowly.......I moan as his cock (while not as large as a male gargolye's) Continues to please me......as well as his "psychic tail" for lack for a better term......Yes...I has been quite a while......for some reason.....I can't wait until I wake up when nightfall finally approaches.....

~"Majestic"~
(Meh, Tis short, but effective...)

 

[The_high_king]

Brother Sancti

Sancti spilled all the beans to the marshall. He told him about Fenris, about the slaughter, the raped girl, the imps, and all the gory details. The marshall burst out laughing at his confessions. Brother Sancti wiped his mouth with a napkin, then stood, saying, "do you find this funny officer?".
"No, no, its not. Its just that you-"
"so I make you laugh?"
"yes, thats the biggest piece of bull I've heard all day father. You expect me to believe that a rare demonic creature was in this hotel?"
"So you find my story funny do you? Do I make you laugh officer? Do I look like a clown to you? Do I?"
"No, no father, its just-"
"its just what? its to hard to believe? with all the demons that come in and out of this hotel, you find it hard to believe that a Fenris was here?"
"No, I'm not saying-"
"Exactly, your NOT saying. This is just too unexplainable to you isn't it officer. Its too damned hard to believe, therefore its not true"
"hey now father, I didn't say that"
"I know what you said officer. Even after that time your wife was possessed by the demon Lilith , you still continue to deny the existence of powerful demons don't you?"
"What!!?? How the fu-"
"I was there Marshall Donnelly. I was assisting with the exorcism, in case you have forgotten. Which in you case, you have put behind you, and porbably forgotten the whole incident"
There was a deadly silence in the room. No one spoke a word. The marshall eyed me with hate before saying, "I havn't forgotten a single minute of it". Turning around, the marshall put on his hat, then walked away. Only stopping once to turn around, to say, "I'll back father. I'll be back". Then he walked out the hotel. A feeling deep down inside Sancti, said that this Marshall didn't like him very much. Brother Sancti may have just struck more than one chord within that man.

 

[spiritual_love]

Gabrielle

Gabrielle enters the dining area quietly, taking care not to draw attention to herself. Already sensing the heightened feelings of those within, she smiles gently sliding into a seat.

Folding her napkin upon her lap properly, her legs crossed quite ladylike, she speaks to one of the servers, ordering her meal. Her eyes scan over the occupants. Particulary noticing the priest, bartender, and another fellow, who she had yet to see.

Checking drifts of the conversation, Gabrielle lifts up her glass of water, taking a little sip, her eyes resting upon them all. What a quaint little group, she thinks.

Lowering her glass to a napkin upon the table, she brushes a strand of hair from her cheek, affixing it back with the others. SHe wonders what has gotten Osmond, if the Captain indeed has perished...sighing softly, she smiles as her meal is delivered.

 

[1stTwistedSistr]

Rhiannon With Maj and Osmond

What the.... Suddenly I'm sucked into some sort of wierd time warp and in front of me are Osmond and Maj locked into some sort of strange embrace.... *gasp* they're ....

Looking around me it looks like some kind of strange fog or mist. Like the inside of a cloud almost. Osmond puts his hand on my ankle pulling me toward him, and suprisingly I seem to float over to him ... it feels so dreamlike and slow motion almost. Looking up at Majestic, she has her head thrown back with a look of complete ecstacy on her beautiful features. Odd, I han't noticed how pretty she was earlier.

Osmond positions himself so that Maj is riding him from atop and pulls me into his embrace and with the floating quality to the air, he starts at my ear, kissing licking and sucking on my flesh. Every touch sending out an electric-like current through me. My nerve endings are alive and sensate.

Even the feather light touch of Maj's wings has my skin tingling, Oz pulls each rose tipped breast into his mouth and suckles gently sending arcs of current straight to my core. I continue sliding forward until I am astride him with my knees on either side of his head lowering myself to his awaiting tongue and my pleasure.

Grasping me around my thighs, Osmond begins lapping slowly at my labia bringing me to the edge again and again then he parts me with a sudden plunge into my dark center making me cry out in suprise, one that quickly turns to one of delight as his tongue plumbs my deepest reaches. My juices coat his tongue and chin as he rapidly brings me to release. As soon as I cry out, I hear Maj behind me finding her own pleasure and Oz closely following her. The air around us pulsating in time with our heartbeats. The scent of sex thick in the air around us as we gently come back to ourselves. Turning, I caress the side of Maj's cheek knowing that it was her magic alone that made this possible.

Turning back to Osmond, I kiss him and fade back to my own body where I am still trying to rouse him. His eyes open and he smiles at me as he rises and dusts himself off. Taking the two short steps back to Maj's statue he kisses her and helps me back through the broken door and down to my suite.

 

[JenSuccubus]

Third person once more.....

(*smirks*)

If one didn't know better...they would swear Maj's statue has a smirk on it's face now......though most wouldn't know why......except Osmand and Rhiannon know exactly why....heh....

~"Majestic"~

 

[Llyr]

Jack

"Right this way, Jack," the bellboy says leading me towards the stairs. We're about to begin climbing when I glance toward the bar - habit more than anything because at 8:30 in the morning no one could possibly be there ... and yet there is.

"Hold on, kid," I say turning to examine the bar's only occupant more closely.

"Oh! That's her!" the boy says. Responding to my look of confusion he repeats, "That's Jimmy's sister."

Surprised at the coincidence, I thank the kid and walk over. She's small but trim, and I see some family resemblance to her brother, but she's considerably darker. You wouldn't know Jimmy was Spanish (or was it Mexican?) but his sister looks like any number of beautiful women I saw while serving under Scott. She looks at me curiously as I walk up to her.

"Miss Sanchez, ma'am? My name's Jack Phillips. I work with Jimmy," I say offering my hand. Damn! Can't even talk about him like he's gone! She smiles at me looking a little confused but offers her own hand which I take lightly. "I'm Felicia, Mr. Phillips. Is my brother around?" she asks.

I don't know where to begin. I'm the worst man to try to bring this kind of news to kin, yet here I am. "It's just plain Jack, ma'am, and it's like this ... what I mean to say is ... well, about Jimmy ..."

I can see the fear starting to cloud her eyes a little bit. Gotta get this out now or not at all. "I'm awful sorry, Miss Sanchez. Jimmy's dead," I say simply because I can't think of any way to say it that'll make it one ounce easier for her.

She laughs a tiny laugh, her confusion growing, but I can tell she sees the truth of what I'm telling her in my eyes. She begins to slide off her stool like all her muscles have given out at once, and I pick her up and slide her back onto the stool. Reaching over the bar to get a cup of water, I offer again, "I'm real sorry, miss, Jimmy was ..."

And then she screams.