Dark Isle

"Live enemies", Ular'kle grinned, licking his lips. "How old are you, by the way? You smell different", he murmured.
 
The Prince

"My age, and my scent, are none of your concern...and if I were to say that, in exchange for a favor, asked of you at a later date, of course, I would provide you with the locations of a nearly unending supply of food, would you be willing to agree?" I replied, smiling now.
 
"Gladly", he near whispered. His stomach rumbled. "Hurry though. I'm getting very, very hungry", he added.
 
The Prince

I was pleased at our agreement...but couldn't tell him exact location just yet.
"Okay, but for now, it is imperative that I return to the palace...tomorrow, I will meet you here again and give you the location of a hearty meal..."
 
Eve straddled his waist and began to massage his back. SHe concentrated a blue light in her hands used for healing energy. "So tell me a little about yourself? What hobbies did you have before all of this started? Any jobs?" she was doing her best to ignore the heat forming between them but she was failing miserably
 
Joe sighed, falling deeper in the bedspread. A low and contented groan escaped him.
"Ohhh, pancakes, back rubs? Where have you been all my life?"
He had a smile on his face, and then heard her asking about before.
Hell, before.
I'm not sure. When it happened I was only twelve at the time (when did it happen anyway?). I used to play games, baseball. I suppose, I loved going out and exploring. I still do when it's light out. Although I don't go out too far, you know, just in case."
He sighed. It hadn't occured to him how much things had changed until she had come here. It was like she was still living in the past. He was part of the future, a horribly hurtful world, and she was still in the past, where pleasure was all the mattered.
He did so like pleasure.
"mmmm, Dawn. Tell me about your home town, what it's like and friends and everything. Just talk about something other than this whole mess. Right now, I just want a day without..." he hand brushed up against hers, it was so nice, "without pain."
 
"Oh, I'll be here. You can count on it", whispered Ular'kle. He sprang away and lifted into the air. 10 minutes later, a small search party of werebeasts lay dead, souls drained. Ular'kle was full once again.
 
The Prince

I was back at the palace in minutes, waiting for the party to return from searching the island. They would come in the front, I thought, and find the body...exactly what i needed them to do.
 
OOC: I seem to be experiencing a bout of writer's block, does anyone have any suggestions?
 
Read a lot, really focusing on what you read, and make yourself sit down and write, no mater how bad you think it is. If the words are totally forced, they'll be bad, but they're still words. lso, don't try to think about whether or not what you write is good, just write it. Even if you throw the work away afterward, or erase it, that you wrote it at all should help ease the writer's block away...that help any?
 
OOC: I'm just trying to figure out where to go from here. My original idea is too cheesy I think
 
The Prince

I tried to appear alarmed when the came in, carrying the wolf's corpse between the two of them, one holding the amulet in one hand out so I could see it. My father's eyes grew wide.
"Is that?"
"What father?"
"That's Javen's amulet...and the wolf...he's?"
"Yes, Sire. He's been drained, in a way that only a vampire could have done..."
"Not the creature that stalks the woods?" Father asked.
"No," the one with the amulet replied. "No, it was a vampire that did this. And the amulet was found with the body."
"Javen...he's killed this wolf..." The King said, thoughtfully.
"What do we do, Father?" I asked him, "We can't as well turn our brother over to the wolves, even if JUSTICE requires it...but I fear if we donot, a war may break out...what to do?"
 
Reuben

"Something is amiss," One said to me. I turned to see Vallion, standing with his eyes narrowed. "This Javen...he has helped us in the past..."
"Yes," I reply.
"Yet, he is a vampire, which makes him untrustworthy..."
"I suppose," I reply.
"But yet, this one who comes from another land...He is trustworthy, though he has never known or helped us in the past..."I look to him, wondering where his mind is heading, and knowing all at once.
"Does it not seem odd that the killings began near to the time of his arrival?"
I look away, thinking on the matter. A lycanthrope could not kill as this creature had, but there was an odd coincidence here...very odd indeed.
"Perhaps it is time to speak with Deric...he has been an asset to our kind in the past..." I suggested.
Vallion nodded. "Let us go and find him..."
 
Dawn smiled imagining him as a little boy discovering new territories, going where no boy had gone before. "My village? It's quite nice, it contains many acres or green lush grass and happy people. My family was killed by these creatures when I was young. I awoke one night to find a vampire feeding on my mother. On her lest dying strength she told me to run fast and far. I of course stood frozen and the vampire looked at me his eyes glowing. Thats when my legs began to work and I ran as fast as I could not caring where I was going. I guess I was in shock. I don't remember much from that first month. I spent most of it running and hiding. I was found huddled in a tree trunk by a young girl. She lead me to her house where her mother took me in and fed me back to health. I didn't speak until I reached the age of 18, since I was found I've lived in the village. It's peacful and calm, the barrier is cast by all the witches in the village. All are kind and full of love. You should come and visit, take a break from all this pain" she massaged lower on her back beginning to feel a bit overheated. Images of him kissing her filled her head and she blushed her hands faltering slightly.
 
"Visit?" he moaned, relaxing more against her touch, not only was she a good magician or witch or whatever, but she was also gave excellent massages. And she can cook too? He had better snatch her up before someone else does.
"That sounds nice. I think I'll take you up on that offer. It seems like more and more the monsters aren't fighting each other, but joining forces. It was nice to see a vampire and a werewolf fight over the same carcas, now they each take two from our homes. I swear, the way they are going, there won't be any humans in about five years or so."
He tensed up, but her gentle fingers soon fixed that.
"Well, anyway. I'm just glad you're here. You have no idea how lonely it gets out here. I wasn't ready to admit it, but I missed some company, any company."
He reached up, squeezing her hand gently.
 
her voice sounded strained even to her ears. She wasn't experienced in the ways of men, she had stayed away from their company living with her fellow sisters in the village where all the men were either children or married. She had never thought twice about the opposite sex but now her mind wouldn't stop thinking about it. "I-I know what you mean. Life can get l-lonely even living in the v-village" she felt angry at herself for allowing this situation to get to her. As a healer in the village she had touched many men but none had any effect. But this man for some reason had her stuttering and tripping over her own words.When he squeezed her hand her hands stilled and she had to calm her breathing. What was happening to her...
 
She had stopped. Joe moved to one side, was she tensing up? He looked up at her. Indeed, something seemed to be proccupying her for the moment. He wondered what it was. Perhaps all this talk about her village, she must miss it.
"Listen," he said, moving out from under her, "You lie down. I'm sure you had a hard enough day without me asking for massages and wanting to know about your life. Here."
He brought her down, straddling against her ass. Then he worked his way from her neck, moving down in slow circular motions.
She was beginning to relax already.
"There, that feel better? Want it harder, softer?"
 
Dawn felt his hands move over her shoulders and was sure she would die from the heat covering her body. She made a soft sound relaxing under his hands. "I want..." what did she want? she wasn't sure. She shuddered as his hands moved a bit lower on her back. "I want..." once again she hesitated, would he think her to forward if she told him she wanted to kiss him? He would think her easy. But with his hands on her this moment she really could care less if she came off as easy or not. Finally working up the nerve she murmured softly almost to soft for him to hear "I want you to kiss me"
 
OOC: Sorry that I've been away for so long but can someone please tell me what's been happening. I need to do a lot of catching up.
 
Ooc: Not much to tell actually. the vampire prince and Morgoth's godlike character are talking, that's about it.



Joe moved back, tensing up. Did she just ask what he thought she just asked? He had never heard someone put it so bluntly before.
Well, to tell the truth he has never heard that anyone wanted to kiss him. He stared at her back, his hands still on her, touching the flesh.
Joe layed down next to her. His eyes met hers, his hand slowly moving up her back.
He closed his eyes, feeling their lips touch. He could see sparks fly.
It was magical.
 
Dawn kissed him back her inocence warring with her desire. She shuddered in his arms heat flowing from the kiss.Almost instinctivly she traced the seam of his lips with her tongue. He made what sounded like a groan his arms tightening around her. The world was spinning and Dawn was sure if he let go she would fly off.
 
He moaned, letting his lips touch hers. The kiss electric, he only stopped it so he could look at her once more. His eyes, dark brown, taking her in, her entirely.
She was radiant.
"That was good," he smiled, embarrased. He had just had kissed this beautiful woman, and all he could say is what it's good? Bonehead!
"I mean you're good," he shook his head, why did he have to ruin this moment with words.
"I just mean that...." fuck it, he kissed her again.
 
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