I said quit following me. Chryseis said as she grabbed onto the big burly security guards head.
I will not be forced to be in your company any longer.
Her long shining fangs sunk into the struggling mans veiny neck.
Hush now my snack, the less you fight the easier this will be. She cooed into the mans ear between mouthfuls.
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After being escorted out of the Domicile, Chryseis had walked the length of the very long and rocky driveway that lead away from the heartland of trouble. The driveway emptied out onto the strip at the very north end. She was still enraged from this evenings happenings and she was hungry.
Panos had followed her the entire time, always 20 paced behind. She had thrown him quite a few menacing glares, but still he followed. He followed her still when she turned off the strip and walked straight up to a pair of guards blocking the enterance to a warehouse.
Excuse me lady, can we help you? The taller man with the curvy brown hair asked.
Without a word Chryseis snatched the night stick from the tall guard and landed a perfect blow to his temple, knocking him out, before he could even blink. She turned slowly and stared intently at the second man. He was shorter than the first by 3 inches, his hair was balding but still a shade of brown. He was of average build and looked to be a fast runner.
The guard, whos name was printed neaty on his shirt badge as Tim, turned to bolt. Panos was quickly in front of him and Tim spun around facing Chryseis again.
I don't need your help. Panos only shrugged at Chryseis's defiance.
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Chryseis continued to drink on average guy Tim while eyeing Panos. With Tim close to death, she let him drop to the cemented cold ground. She bent down and searched his belt for the keys to the building. Finding what she was looking for she stepped to the door and unlocked it.
Where are you going? Panos inquired.
Theres someone inside. I am still hungry and not yet replentished. I want them.
She stepped inside and dissapeared into the building. Panos follwoed.
Late Night with Unwanted Visitors.((Panos and Co.))
Meegan stood from her drafting table, put her hands in the small of her back and bent backwards as far as she could. Straightening, she twisted at the waist using her arms to guide the movement. She bent and touched her toes, hanging limp there for a moment, then slowly rolled up one vertebra at a time. She was working late tonight, her winter dead line loomed and she still needed at least seven more designs, and that was only for Gothic-ah. Luckily Gothic Threads had it's own team of designers that she met with once a month to go over sketches. Her subsidiary ran itself very, very well.
She was alone in the Gothic-ah building having forced Rachyl out at five with everyone else, the darling woman had brought her food, but Meegan didn't let her stay. By six-thirty it had just been her, the classic composers of Punk and her drafting table. So far she had one design, and she was starting to pencil the fifth draft of a second.
She was secure in the knowledge of the only way in or out of her building was through the front door via a buzzer that rang right to her phone. Cameras and two security guards took care of the rest.
((ooc take your time, and come when you're ready. This was floating in my head and needed to get written.))
Chryseis Angelique
18 years ago
Panos Mehalitsenos
18 years ago
Panos followed the woman who was his eternal aunt in silence. He had no where else to go but with her, so he followed her into the plain warehouse sized building.
He marveled at how this woman had no reaction to him since her awakening. They were bonded now, and she was his real blood relative, yet she showed him no recognition, let alone affection.
Ahead of his aunt he saw a dim light. The light itself was reflecting off the most beautiful vibrant hues of red and orange he had ever seen. Like moths to the flame, Panos and Chryseis were drawn closer.
Chryseis drawn by her thrist, and Panos by beauty, both of them approached what upon closer examination was a woman.
He marveled at how this woman had no reaction to him since her awakening. They were bonded now, and she was his real blood relative, yet she showed him no recognition, let alone affection.
Ahead of his aunt he saw a dim light. The light itself was reflecting off the most beautiful vibrant hues of red and orange he had ever seen. Like moths to the flame, Panos and Chryseis were drawn closer.
Chryseis drawn by her thrist, and Panos by beauty, both of them approached what upon closer examination was a woman.
Meegan
18 years ago
Meegan had needed a break, so she had chosen to talk a walk through the factory floor. The night lights gave off a soft yellow glow, creating shadows everywhere. She stood fingering an completed corset that had be placed on the dressmaker's dummy to help it hold it's form on a retail floor. She suddenly felt the air move, but had heard nothing. She looked around the dummy and saw nothing. Her heart began to beat a little faster, she knew someone was in this room with her, and she was suddenly glad she'd changed into black jeans and a t-shirt.
Panos Mehalitsenos
18 years ago
Panos saw the woman before them tense up. They were standing behind a long rack of clothing and neither of them moved an inch.
The woman looked around the room wildly but did not see them.
A grin spread across Chryseis's face and he places a hand on her shoulder, a motion for her to wait.
For the first time clearly, Panos saw the womans face. Her skin was flawless and tastefully creamy. He now could see that her hair was more of a strawberry blonde than a red, but the way it glistend and glittered in the dim back light made it look like flames.
Her emerald eyes were alert with fear. She was an ultimate beauty.
Panos had always had an attraction to the women, but this one, this one stood out amongst the rest.
Chryseis shrugged his hand off her shoulder sharply and spread the row of hanging clothes and cloths in half.
The woman looked around the room wildly but did not see them.
A grin spread across Chryseis's face and he places a hand on her shoulder, a motion for her to wait.
For the first time clearly, Panos saw the womans face. Her skin was flawless and tastefully creamy. He now could see that her hair was more of a strawberry blonde than a red, but the way it glistend and glittered in the dim back light made it look like flames.
Her emerald eyes were alert with fear. She was an ultimate beauty.
Panos had always had an attraction to the women, but this one, this one stood out amongst the rest.
Chryseis shrugged his hand off her shoulder sharply and spread the row of hanging clothes and cloths in half.
Meegan
18 years ago
She heard the clothes moved and spun toward it. Before her she was a stunning woman and an equally stunning man, that looked liked they'd been beat to hell. She rolled her shoulders back, her face blank, eyes level.
"Who are you and how did you get in here?"
"Who are you and how did you get in here?"
Chryseis Angelique
18 years ago
I, my dear, I am nothing but a nightmare. A nightmare that has become a reality for you in this very moment.
She stepped through the parted clothing and advanced towards the woman.
Pressure on her shoulder made her stop. She rolled her eyes and swung her head around to glare at Panos.
[Don't.] She heard his voice in her head.
Her brows furrowed together and she tilted her head quizically.
[....Why?] she thought tentively.
[Not this one. I want her.]
She could feel his desire within her and she did not understand why.
[We are bonded now, this is a part of that.]
Turning her head back towards the woman Chryseis took a step forward again.
No! Stop please. I will do what you want. He spoke out loud.
Chryseis froze.
[You'll quit following me? You'll leave me be? ]
[Yes.] he answered simply.
Very well then. It seems you have your very own night in shining armor little girl. You two have a wonderful evening.
As quickly as she came Chryseis abruptly turned and stalked away leaving the two in silence.
She stepped through the parted clothing and advanced towards the woman.
Pressure on her shoulder made her stop. She rolled her eyes and swung her head around to glare at Panos.
[Don't.] She heard his voice in her head.
Her brows furrowed together and she tilted her head quizically.
[....Why?] she thought tentively.
[Not this one. I want her.]
She could feel his desire within her and she did not understand why.
[We are bonded now, this is a part of that.]
Turning her head back towards the woman Chryseis took a step forward again.
No! Stop please. I will do what you want. He spoke out loud.
Chryseis froze.
[You'll quit following me? You'll leave me be? ]
[Yes.] he answered simply.
Very well then. It seems you have your very own night in shining armor little girl. You two have a wonderful evening.
As quickly as she came Chryseis abruptly turned and stalked away leaving the two in silence.
Panos Mehalitsenos
18 years ago
He watched as Chryseis stormed off, perhaps in search of her next meal, and he turned his attention back to the woman before him.
Panos ran his fingers though his hair in a lame attempt to rememdy the mess on top of his head. He grinned sheepishly.
Sorry about that, you see she can be quite dramatic.He let out a nervous chuckle and let his arm fall to his side.
As to who I am and how i got in here, well the guards had no problems at all about letting us in, they didn't speak a word edgewise against it. And for me, I'm Panos Mehalitsenos. Are you looking for a bathroom in here too?
He let his question drip with ignorance and innocence. Hoping she would not wonder why guards would allow random strangers inside a locked building at a simple request to use the restroom.
Panos ran his fingers though his hair in a lame attempt to rememdy the mess on top of his head. He grinned sheepishly.
Sorry about that, you see she can be quite dramatic.He let out a nervous chuckle and let his arm fall to his side.
As to who I am and how i got in here, well the guards had no problems at all about letting us in, they didn't speak a word edgewise against it. And for me, I'm Panos Mehalitsenos. Are you looking for a bathroom in here too?
He let his question drip with ignorance and innocence. Hoping she would not wonder why guards would allow random strangers inside a locked building at a simple request to use the restroom.
Meegan
18 years ago
Meegan put her hands on her hips. Did this guy think she was stupid. She knew enough and had been close enough to his kind, and she didn't think she was mistaken about what he was, to know what happened to her guards.
"I'm going to hope it was your melodramatic friend that killed my guards and not you. If it was you, you might want to start running for your life right about now."
She took a step forward her entire body tensed for what ever she needed to do to keep herself and her company safe.
"What do you really want Panos Mehalitsenos, and why do you look like you had the wrong end of an alligator?"
"I'm going to hope it was your melodramatic friend that killed my guards and not you. If it was you, you might want to start running for your life right about now."
She took a step forward her entire body tensed for what ever she needed to do to keep herself and her company safe.
"What do you really want Panos Mehalitsenos, and why do you look like you had the wrong end of an alligator?"
Panos Mehalitsenos
18 years ago
She was smart that was for sure. Most women this beautiful were eye level in their own stupidity.
Allright so you've got me, i'm not looking for the restroom. You see, my melodramatic lady friend and I had a fight, if you could imagen that. Anyways, she took off like a bat out of hell and i've been chasing after her since. I merely followed her into here and if you were smart you'd be thanking me for my interference.
He eye'd her and noted her tension. Every muscle in her body was ripe with it. He wondered if she hand a small vial of mace tucked away in her slim hands. He always did love the aroma of pepper.
He folded his arms across his broad chest and shifted his weight to his right leg.
Your guards are not dead either miss. I'm sure they may have a headache or two, but that could a hangover. Good help really is hard to find these days you know.
Allright so you've got me, i'm not looking for the restroom. You see, my melodramatic lady friend and I had a fight, if you could imagen that. Anyways, she took off like a bat out of hell and i've been chasing after her since. I merely followed her into here and if you were smart you'd be thanking me for my interference.
He eye'd her and noted her tension. Every muscle in her body was ripe with it. He wondered if she hand a small vial of mace tucked away in her slim hands. He always did love the aroma of pepper.
He folded his arms across his broad chest and shifted his weight to his right leg.
Your guards are not dead either miss. I'm sure they may have a headache or two, but that could a hangover. Good help really is hard to find these days you know.
Meegan
18 years ago
"Somehow I just don't believe you. Your kind don't usually leave their prey alive." She looked hard at him. It was not that little woman that had given him a beating, if her guess was right, and it usually was, it was several men.
Meegan took a step forward hands on her hips. She let the muscles in her nec,k back, and arms relax, but that didn't mean she wasn't ready to defend herself. She tilted her head to the left and narrowed her eyes at the man. He seemed nervous and just a little frightened underneath the bravado. She came to the conclusion that he was running from something or someone and he had come running right into her studio.
"Look, I don't want you in here, but since you're here and haven't threatened me with my worst nightmares, not that your little friend has any idea what my worst nightmares are, I'll get you cleaned up and you can tell me why you're running away."
She turned to her left and crossed the factory floor, expecting Panos to follow.
Meegan took a step forward hands on her hips. She let the muscles in her nec,k back, and arms relax, but that didn't mean she wasn't ready to defend herself. She tilted her head to the left and narrowed her eyes at the man. He seemed nervous and just a little frightened underneath the bravado. She came to the conclusion that he was running from something or someone and he had come running right into her studio.
"Look, I don't want you in here, but since you're here and haven't threatened me with my worst nightmares, not that your little friend has any idea what my worst nightmares are, I'll get you cleaned up and you can tell me why you're running away."
She turned to her left and crossed the factory floor, expecting Panos to follow.
Panos Mehalitsenos
18 years ago
He watched as she swished away simply astonished.
'Did she just offer her help to me?'
He scratched his head briefly and looked down at himself. His shirt was a mass of wrinkles and dirt. The right sleeve of his linen shirt was torn from his elbow down, and had slight blood stains on both the sleeve and his torso. This was from the carpet burn on his elbow that had brushed up against him. The elbow that was peeking out of the linen was a bit purple in coloring, but it was fading.
He was healing and it wouldnt be long before it was all gone. Touching his face he felt dried blood on his cheek but no wound. Double checking that she was looking he took out his pocket knife and made a quick gash. He winced and replaced the knife safely in his pocket.
He jogged to catch up to her.
What makes you think i'm runnin from something?
'Did she just offer her help to me?'
He scratched his head briefly and looked down at himself. His shirt was a mass of wrinkles and dirt. The right sleeve of his linen shirt was torn from his elbow down, and had slight blood stains on both the sleeve and his torso. This was from the carpet burn on his elbow that had brushed up against him. The elbow that was peeking out of the linen was a bit purple in coloring, but it was fading.
He was healing and it wouldnt be long before it was all gone. Touching his face he felt dried blood on his cheek but no wound. Double checking that she was looking he took out his pocket knife and made a quick gash. He winced and replaced the knife safely in his pocket.
He jogged to catch up to her.
What makes you think i'm runnin from something?
Meegan
18 years ago
"Because I have eyes in my head." She stepped into the elevator as it dinged open. She hit the circle next to a golden two, as Panos stepped in next to her. Granted an elevator was not the best place to be alone with a strange man, but she could handle herself. 'At least I think I can...heh.'
"You can call me Meegan, by the way." She stepped from the orange interior of the elevator and took a right. When she stopped at a door that sported a push button combination lock, she turned to Panos and fixed him with a steely glare.
"Wait here." She put her body between him and the lock and pushed in her code. when it occured to her that being nasty wouldn't make him listen. "Please."
((moved with permission))
"You can call me Meegan, by the way." She stepped from the orange interior of the elevator and took a right. When she stopped at a door that sported a push button combination lock, she turned to Panos and fixed him with a steely glare.
"Wait here." She put her body between him and the lock and pushed in her code. when it occured to her that being nasty wouldn't make him listen. "Please."
((moved with permission))
Panos Mehalitsenos
18 years ago
He stopped and held his place as she fiddled with a lock.
He had been so close to her in the tiny little elevator that he could smell her. He yearned to reach out and grab a handful of hair and bring it close to his nose and inhale endlessly.
Delectible. he murmured to himself as he watched her.
Meegan is a very sweet name. It suits you very well. Do you know what it means?
He waited a few moments longer before asking,
Having any troubles?
He had been so close to her in the tiny little elevator that he could smell her. He yearned to reach out and grab a handful of hair and bring it close to his nose and inhale endlessly.
Delectible. he murmured to himself as he watched her.
Meegan is a very sweet name. It suits you very well. Do you know what it means?
He waited a few moments longer before asking,
Having any troubles?
Meegan
18 years ago
She'd put her code in wrong, having forgotten that they were changed just today. Finally the door buzzed and she pushed the handle down. "No I'm fine thanks."
She pushed the door open, then turned back to look at him. "It doesn't actually mean anything. It was my parents' need to rebel that my name is Meegan, rather than Megan as my grandmother wanted." What the hell was wrong with her? Why would she tell this perfect stranger such an intimate fact. Not that it mattered, it was just a name after all. She stepped through the door way and spoke.
"I won't be long." She let the door close behind her, leaning against it for a moment. Meegan stuffed her hand into the pocket of her jeans and pulled out her blackberry. She found Aron's number and press the dial button. On the second ring Jeeves answered.
"Jeeves, it's Meegan Masters I need to talk to Aron." She swore when she was told he was not available. "Ok look, I'm trapped in my studio with a run away vampire, I'm not sure he knows I know, but that's beside the point. Can you tell Aron to call me back? No better yet will you tell him to come here? The building is a gray warehouse at the edge of the industrial district about six blocks from my house. Tell him the code is 55819-pound. Can you do that for me Jeeves, please?"
The voice on the other end was calm when it said 'Yes madam', which was not really what she wanted right now. No, what she wanted was a man running to her rescue. 'How romance novel is that?' It didn't matter she needed help. There was no way she could keep herself safe for much longer, of that she was sure.
She hung up the phone and jammed it in her pocket. As she had spoken she'd walked to the back of the clothing room to get a new shirt for Panos. She picked a black silk that had been of the market for over two years, but with its classic style it didn't matter. She grabbed a pair of black leather pants in what looked his size and went back to the door. She took a deep breath and opened it. Hopping beyong hope that he had just decided to leave. When she stepped out, her bubble was popped.
She faced him with a smile and gestured with her clothing laden arm. "I got some clean things for you."
She pushed the door open, then turned back to look at him. "It doesn't actually mean anything. It was my parents' need to rebel that my name is Meegan, rather than Megan as my grandmother wanted." What the hell was wrong with her? Why would she tell this perfect stranger such an intimate fact. Not that it mattered, it was just a name after all. She stepped through the door way and spoke.
"I won't be long." She let the door close behind her, leaning against it for a moment. Meegan stuffed her hand into the pocket of her jeans and pulled out her blackberry. She found Aron's number and press the dial button. On the second ring Jeeves answered.
"Jeeves, it's Meegan Masters I need to talk to Aron." She swore when she was told he was not available. "Ok look, I'm trapped in my studio with a run away vampire, I'm not sure he knows I know, but that's beside the point. Can you tell Aron to call me back? No better yet will you tell him to come here? The building is a gray warehouse at the edge of the industrial district about six blocks from my house. Tell him the code is 55819-pound. Can you do that for me Jeeves, please?"
The voice on the other end was calm when it said 'Yes madam', which was not really what she wanted right now. No, what she wanted was a man running to her rescue. 'How romance novel is that?' It didn't matter she needed help. There was no way she could keep herself safe for much longer, of that she was sure.
She hung up the phone and jammed it in her pocket. As she had spoken she'd walked to the back of the clothing room to get a new shirt for Panos. She picked a black silk that had been of the market for over two years, but with its classic style it didn't matter. She grabbed a pair of black leather pants in what looked his size and went back to the door. She took a deep breath and opened it. Hopping beyong hope that he had just decided to leave. When she stepped out, her bubble was popped.
She faced him with a smile and gestured with her clothing laden arm. "I got some clean things for you."
Aron Swiftwood
18 years ago
The wheels on Arons jag screeched as he took a corner with 100 miles/hour. Bloody hell! He had TOLD her to be careful. He had told her there would be dangers. He sighed. Chances were she didn't even have a gun. Much good it would've done her, but a shot through the kneecap would slow almost anything down, even a vampire. He found himself wishing he had taken a gun with him. The guns however, were in the mansion, and the mansion was not on the way. He had his trusted walking stick, and that would have to do. As he neared the building he slowed down. No reason to make himself heard. He pondered calling the towers, asking for aid, but he didn't feel quite confident that he would get it. This would just have to be a solo mission. He parked the jag right outside the building and made his way inside. Guards....dead...unconcious, didn't matter. He spread his mind through the building, searching. He found what had to be Meegan. Contained fear, hope...defiance. He started making his way towards her.
"Careful dear....courage killed the cat"
"Careful dear....courage killed the cat"
Meegan
18 years ago
Meegan gave the clothes to Panos and walked back to the elevator. The only first aid kit she had keys to was on her floor. She had very little desire to take him up into that maze of cubicles, but had little choice as well.
Not waiting on him, she headed to the elevator again. It dinged open just after she hit the button and she stepped in. With Panos beside her she hit the little three. Her head spinning with what was happening and her body poised to fight. 'God, I hope Aron gets here soon.'
Not waiting on him, she headed to the elevator again. It dinged open just after she hit the button and she stepped in. With Panos beside her she hit the little three. Her head spinning with what was happening and her body poised to fight. 'God, I hope Aron gets here soon.'
Aron Swiftwood
18 years ago
Movement? Vertical movement? Elevator! Alone in an elevator with a vampire? Was the woman insane?! No, it was just lack of experience. He noticed some stairs and leaped up. Hopefully he could catch the vampire of guard when they got out of the elevator. He clutched his walking stick firmer. If he was lucky, there wouldn't be much of a fight. Aron had always had a lousy luck
Panos Mehalitsenos
18 years ago
Panos taped his foot to the tune in his head as he waited for her to return from behind the locked door. He wondered about her earlier statement about 'his kind' and the other choice word of 'prey'. Did she know he was a vampire? She couldnt have known. Prehaps she merely thought of him as the random rapist and street punk. The town was littered with them, thus keeping most of the vampires safely hidden. In Nachton the people were oblivious to what lurked beneath the surface. Thats what he was told anyways.
But why was she helping him then?
Meegan returned from behidn the door with fresh clothes in hand. He gracefully accepted them when she offered them. He thanked her with a nod. Without saying a word she walked back to the elevator, he followed.
As the doors closed he leaned back against the elevators back wall. He stared at Meegan from behind. Her bravado was fake and slowly slipping. Her body composure alone told him everything he needed to know. He decided to undress and watch her discomfort grow a little.
As he unbuttoned his shirt he spoke.
Your name does have a meaning Meegan. It means soft and gentle and it suits you very well.
He tossed his shirt to the floor and paused for a moment before putting the new one on. Leaving it unbuttoned he undid his belt and began to change into the new pants. Leather was a very versatile fabric, and even if it was a little tight, and these pants were, leather could still manage to look amazing.
A very beautiful Gaelic name. Intended or not, your parents named you perfectly.
He slipped his shoes back on and stepped close to her, his breath brushing against he neck.
Ta tu go hálainn he whispered to her.
(ooc: ta tu go halainn is Gaelic for you are beautiful!)
But why was she helping him then?
Meegan returned from behidn the door with fresh clothes in hand. He gracefully accepted them when she offered them. He thanked her with a nod. Without saying a word she walked back to the elevator, he followed.
As the doors closed he leaned back against the elevators back wall. He stared at Meegan from behind. Her bravado was fake and slowly slipping. Her body composure alone told him everything he needed to know. He decided to undress and watch her discomfort grow a little.
As he unbuttoned his shirt he spoke.
Your name does have a meaning Meegan. It means soft and gentle and it suits you very well.
He tossed his shirt to the floor and paused for a moment before putting the new one on. Leaving it unbuttoned he undid his belt and began to change into the new pants. Leather was a very versatile fabric, and even if it was a little tight, and these pants were, leather could still manage to look amazing.
A very beautiful Gaelic name. Intended or not, your parents named you perfectly.
He slipped his shoes back on and stepped close to her, his breath brushing against he neck.
Ta tu go hálainn he whispered to her.
(ooc: ta tu go halainn is Gaelic for you are beautiful!)
Meegan
18 years ago
"Well it's nice to know that it has a meaning. Thank you." She could see his reflection in the mirrored doors of the elevator. She did her best to look eveyrwhere, but him. She glimpsed his torso, her suspiscion confirmed. All that blood had been his, but the marks were gone. 'Oh, god Aron. Get here soon.'
"Ta tu go hálainn" She froze at his words. She knew what they meant, her paternal grandfather had used them when he spoke to her. It was not his compliment that bothered her, it was the proximity of his mouth to her neck. She held herself as still as she could, pressing the fear back. Maybe if she was still he wouldn't bite her. There was only one man that she would allow to do such a thing and it was not this runaway in her elevator.
She was saved by the ding of the elevator doors opening. Pretending nothing had happened, she stepped onto the dusky blue carpet of the executive floor.
"Ta tu go hálainn" She froze at his words. She knew what they meant, her paternal grandfather had used them when he spoke to her. It was not his compliment that bothered her, it was the proximity of his mouth to her neck. She held herself as still as she could, pressing the fear back. Maybe if she was still he wouldn't bite her. There was only one man that she would allow to do such a thing and it was not this runaway in her elevator.
She was saved by the ding of the elevator doors opening. Pretending nothing had happened, she stepped onto the dusky blue carpet of the executive floor.
Panos Mehalitsenos
18 years ago
The elevator doors dinged and opened before them and Panos heard the breath she let out as she scurried off. A wide grin formed on his face. The doors started to close and he placed his hand out and stopped them. Leaving his tattered clothes on the elevator floor, he stepped off as well.
So tell me, why is it you are helping me again? I am not complaining, but i do find it strange since you accussed me and my 'kind' of being such violent foes.
So tell me, why is it you are helping me again? I am not complaining, but i do find it strange since you accussed me and my 'kind' of being such violent foes.