|
|
Post by Ami Kaori Hachiro on Aug 25, 2011 2:50:58 GMT
Ami Kaori Hachiro [/color][/font]
When your eyes refuse to close...[/i][/right] An uncertain wind rolled violently through the small opened clearing. The shed standing there in all it's isolation, the place in which Ami's family was said to have come from. Her near white eyes were locked on the ground as her fists clenched. The wind taking her silvery hair away with it's violence, Anger simply rolled off of her. The tall demoness could feel her nails digging into her palms. Fueled by anger, puncturing the skin of her human form she found to be so ungodly weak, as a familiar sticky warm liquid seeped from her new wounds. An icy glare as her eyes shot to the corners, watching the liquid drop down. Ami hated it here, and anger was often her right hand friend. Her head finally raised as she closed her eyes, inhaling deeply. It didn't appear as if anyone was downwind of her, at least yet.
Ami's attention quickly snapped to the shed with a violent glare. A noise had grabbed her attention, as her anger took hold of her. An animal like growl escaped the lips of her human body. Hair violently whipping back in the wind, as her classic low top revealed more of her than most females would've dared. Ami dug her fingers in deeper to the flesh she held in this body. More of the crimson liquid dropping to the ground with a sickening splat. Sticking to the earth like velcro to fabric. The silver haired demoness clenched her fists and jaw with all her might, she didn't want to switch forms just yet. As if anyone could tell, Ami was what she liked to refer to as a priestess of ice. Though far from the actual truth. Her attitude greatly reflected it. "Come out now."
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
|
|
|
Post by Adrian Tempus on Aug 25, 2011 3:17:26 GMT
Adrian checked his watch, smiling at the numerals outlining the twelve hours of the day and night. This simple watch is all he ever needed in this place, as he lacked a room mate despite being oh so obedient. He waited for the smaller seconds hand to reach the twelve, marking a new minute, another moment he should've gotten older and instead he stayed the same. The twenty-two year old looked up from where he had been standing, smelling the delicious scent of his favorite drink; blood.
He walked rather calmly towards the source, his shoes making only light taps in the dead grasses and dust laying about. He smiled rather poshly at the woman who was spilling such delicious smelling blood.
"Terribly sorry, M'lady, but I just could not help but notice that you are bleeding. I came as quickly as possible to...take a look at your wounds.." He smiled, shining his innocent face towards the woman.
|
|
|
|
Post by Ami Kaori Hachiro on Aug 25, 2011 4:10:06 GMT
Ami Kaori Hachiro [/color][/font]
When your eyes refuse to close...[/i][/right] The form of an obviously older gentleman emerged from hiding. The male donning a similarly coloured hair to that of Ami herself. Her ice blue eyes narrowed slightly as he approached, something didn't scream friendly. Either he was a vampire, or a test subject. To tell she was bleeding from that distance, or be attracted to it was a sure sign. Ami's anger slowly began to fade as she saw opportunity, as her desire to play actress emerged. A slightly evil smile slithered across her face, as she dropped her head. Clenching her bleeding hands to her near bare chest, acting quite afraid now that someone had shown up. Though she glanced up from beneath her lashes at the older male. "Kowai, I'm scared."
[/i] The sound of her voice dropping to that of a fearful girl. Something she herself longed to hear from another's vocals. Fear was something she lived off of. The tall slender girl seemed to shrink back as her bleeding hands were tucked even further into her body, drawing nearer her neck as she looked up again from beneath her lashes. Toying with another was her greatest game, even more than the art of a seductress. Ami wasn't sure if she smelled human or not, she'd never really noticed. Many said she looked as though she were truly one, despite her unnatural hair and eyes. Her mother often passed it off as a result of Ami being in a horrendous accident. Which wasn't far from the truth. Ami could feel the warm liquid running down her open topped low cut shirt. Blood in all honesty disgusted her, though it worked wonders in her favor. At least in this body. Ami finally forced herself to show him her full face, as earnest fear reflected in her eyes. Ami was anything but scared, this was all just a lovely game. There wasn't ever anything to do here, toying with someone else's mind was the only entertainment the demons really got here. She feigned a wince, usually humans gave into pain so easily. At least the ones she'd known, she played her part to the best of her abilities. Uncurling her tightly clenched fingers as she brought them more into the open, to inspect them herself. Jagged cuts from her nails punctured her tender flesh as she pretended to look horrified. Her already pale complexion paling further. "Yabai... This is bad.. You'll help me won't you?" Ami looked to the elder man in an almost pleading manner. Fighting off the evil smirk that wanted to find it's home on her face as she was very pleased with her acting.[/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
|
|
|
Post by Adrian Tempus on Aug 26, 2011 3:20:23 GMT
He raised an eyebrow, smelling a fishy situation from the woman who still bled. She seemed to have forgotten this, and that caused even more suspicion as he gently took a step back, smiling kindly.
"Ah, I must have been mistaken. I swore I smelled blood but it must have been fake blood. Such nasty tricks to play on a man like me. Thankfully I know how to control it better than most." He played coy, making sure to keep his distance until his suspicion was quelled by a fact or something happening.
|
|
|
|
Post by Ami Kaori Hachiro on Aug 26, 2011 4:09:02 GMT
Ami Kaori Hachiro [/color][/font]
When your eyes refuse to close...[/i][/right] Ami frowned slightly, it seemed that he'd found her out. She pouted and dropped the act, looking away in slight annoyance. She hated this place, hated this body. It was subjected to her forms of torture. It was because of this body that she ended up like this. Ami's eyes flicked to the gentleman. Fake blood? Well the way he spoke was a sure sign that he could be a vampire.. or again at least a test subject. Ami's eyes dropped to the ground. "Forgive me. No, this blood isn't fake, I despise this body." Ami held up one of her wounded hands, as blood still dripped from the wound, though she clenched her fingers into it again out of anger.
Facing him fully again she didn't look like the same girl she'd been playing a moment ago. The male backed away, apparently she seemed threatening or something of the like. A bemused expression crossed her face as she smiled gently. Another feigned thing, Ami didn't depict herself as gentle. "You don't need to see me as a threat if that's why you're backing away. I wouldn't touch someone with such a cute face. What are you doing out here? I haven't seen you around before, I mean I'm still new but.. Ami donned a genuine bright smile, tilting her head. Something about this made her feel happy. Uncommon. her eyes fluttered open as she gave the gentleman a quick wink. I'm Ami..
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
|
|
|
Post by Adrian Tempus on Aug 30, 2011 16:18:23 GMT
Adrian smiled as far as he would allow himself, only just barely showing his teeth. He still kept a safe distance away, in case looks were deceiving. He bowed apologetically before responding to her.
"My name is Adrian Tempus, 'tis a pleasure to meet you, Ami." He said in the best, gentlemanly voice he could muster as he forced himself to ignore the taunting scent and sight of the blood from Ami's hands. He knew he was drooling somewhat, and tried his best to hide that. It had been a while since he had fresh blood...
(OOC: I wrote this at school. Sorry for shortness :3 )
|
|
|
|
Post by Ami Kaori Hachiro on Aug 30, 2011 17:16:35 GMT
Ami Kaori Hachiro [/color][/font]
When your eyes refuse to close...[/i][/right] Ami watched as the male returned a smile to her. At least she was making progress, or so it seemed. Apparently his name was Adrian. Ami smiled slightly, he wasn't what she was used to, that was for sure. Ami tossed her long silvery white hair over her shoulder, as she glanced back down at her hands. She really did hate this body, so much so no one really knew. "Adrian" A smirk slipped over her face as he took a few steps closer. Though soon crouching down, tucking her knees to her chest though restingo n the balls of her feet. Ami looked up at him with a somewhat gentle smile. Another uncharacteristic thing though she didn't generally enjoy too many people's company. At least he wasn't human. That much she was sure of.
"So, Adrian... What are you exactly? I mean you're not human. You don't smell like they do, and the academy seems to have a love of collecting and testing creatures." Ami wasn't trying to sound rude, she was confused. Not often could she not pick out what someone was. Usually the test subjects threw her off, even then in some cases they turned out to be on species alone. Ami tilted her head as she continued to remain crouched close to the ground. Reaching her hand out to finger blades of grass, frowning slightly as blood slicked off of her hand onto the grass. Ami changed her natural eyes to that of her mother's warm gold. Flicking her gaze back up to Adrian. "How do they do it? Deal with such weak bodies?" Ami looked back down out of anger. Adjusting to life here at the Academy was honestly hard on her. She'd never admit that though.
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] ((OOC; That's totally fine ;D)) |
|
