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#Post#: 238165--------------------------------------------------
Re: Tossing tides.
DIR By: JeyColins
Date: July 22, 2012, 9:05 pm
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[center]For all the hell in the world, how much would he put up
with when it came to her? For the time being, he'd put up with a
lot. She was snickering and giggling after he had gotten irked,
damnit she was starting to irk him a bit more. Yet he wouldn't
do anything for the time being. When she started to guzzle the
drink down with enthusiasm like no other, he quirked a brow when
she questioned what it was. "Oh my my, doll have you really been
kept in the dark so long?" Straightening up, he plucked the
glass from her hand and stood up. "It's blood. Human's to be
exact." He said with a shrug, sauntering off into the kitchen
and pouring her some more. After heating it up and returning, he
handed it to her and sunk back into the couch once more. It was
enthralling just watching how clueless she was about her own
needs. Curling his fist against his cheek, he propped his head
up and looked at her curiously. "You really have no idea what
you need, do you? Nngh.. I'll have to teach you then." He
scrunched his nose and grumbled. "Fuck you don't have any eyes,
so this will be difficult. So troublesome."
Sighing, he ran his fingers through his hair and grumbled. "You
eat humans at least once or twice a day. You drink blood at
least four to six times a day. You can eat other things if you
want, but that's merely for taste not for nutrition. The reason
why you don't eat more than once or twice a day is because of
the quantity you eat. Because we're cannibals we eat six times
as much as a normal human stomach can withstand." Shrugging once
more, he leaned back on the couch and yawned. "You also need to
learn to sleep during the day and not at night. Hunting prey at
night is easier than it is during the day. Don't need a riot."
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#Post#: 239896--------------------------------------------------
Re: Tossing tides.
DIR By: Gwen
Date: July 25, 2012, 5:02 pm
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[center]She pondered his question, tongue dancing over the red
stains upon her lips. How long had she been kept in the
dark...hrm. That was a loaded question, and it was one Gwen
found she couldn't answer with honesty considering she had no
clue herself. With that, she gave him a simple shrug of her
shoulders, fingers delving against the curves of the glass,
coloring them a pleasant shade of crimson before plopping them
into her mouth, sucking off the coppery liquid with a sigh of
excited relief. Gwen had never felt this good. Certainly hadn't
in what felt like eternity....That's why when he pulled the
glass from her hands despite her unexpecting, Gwen reacted with
a hostile growl, a glare where her eyes would have been. She
didn't care what it was, she wanted more....Perhaps it was that
need and desire that overruled what should have been a normal
person's disgust or horror do discovering what the drink was.
What did she care if it was human blood? It tasted amazing, and
in the Caretaker's hands, she'd never been taught against this.
Gwen was more than ecstatic as she was brought another glass of
the succulent drink, perching with an even more taut energy as
she gulped at the thick liquid, drowning in it's delicious
delight. Gwen hadn't felt this energized since...well, she
couldn't even remember! She wasn't even listening as he talked,
just mindlessly lapping at the sides of the glass again,
finishing it off once again with nothing but dirty red streaks
against the corners of her lips. Despite that, she smiled wide,
teeth tainted a sickly red while her tongue swiped out over
them. "You mean this stuff...is just walking around? For the
taking?"[/center]
#Post#: 240837--------------------------------------------------
Re: Tossing tides.
DIR By: JeyColins
Date: July 27, 2012, 4:32 am
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[center]Oh boy did that growl only entice him to act upon the
hostility. Yet he just sat there and looked at her when she gave
that toothy grin. The slick appendage slipping from the corners
of his lips and turning against them as he shook his head. "No,
it's not just up for grabs. There are rules, things you have to
do." He looked at her and quirked a brow, clicking his tongue a
bit as he chuckled. "There are certain... People, you eat. You
can't just eat anyone, if that were the case, you'd be no better
than the people who have kept you locked up. Which I'm only
assuming that because you don't know anything about the outter
walls." He straightened up only to lean closer to her, his
tongue trailing across the corners of her lips as he grinned.
"I'll teach you everything you need to know, Doll.. So don't
fret over it. What we need to figure out, is how I'm going to
teach you when you have no eyes. I wish I would have known you
were like me at the time, I wouldn't have ripped them out so
casually."
Rachet was certainly enthralled with the idea of teaching her
about these things. Teaching her who to eat, how to eat,
everything. He had never had the opportunity to do so, and his
curiosity was getting out of hand. Grumbling to himself, he
suddenly grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back to the couch,
knees straddling her as he stared down at the bandages and
gritted his teeth. "But what I ask of you in return is quite
simple. I only want you to show respect to me. That's it, I
respect you, you respect me. If you want my care, you have to do
this.. There's one more thing... You make me so fucking curious
that I can't see straight.. So I want you to tell me about
yourself.. Bit by bit.. I don't care if it's just one thing
every few weeks or days.. Just something." Though he wasn't
going to say that he wanted to ravage every ounce of her body
with such a raging lust that he could barely take it. That was
something he was going to keep to himself for now. [/center]
#Post#: 257703--------------------------------------------------
Re: Tossing tides.
DIR By: Gwen
Date: August 17, 2012, 2:33 am
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[center]"Rules? Pffft..." As he spoke of those rules, Gwen
flopped backwards, nearly swallowed by the couch's surface with
how small and malnourished she'd really been. Yet as she lay
there a noticeable change began to overcome her form. It was
really slow and unless actually compared and studied by a
watchful eye, and that was simply the healthier color sliding
over her skin. A little less gray, a little more pale peach. It
was a full glow, like the strange air of content a cat appeared
to have as it bathed itself after a fulfilling meal, and if Gwen
were a cat that'd be precisely what she'd do. But she settled
for dragging her tongue across her teeth to dispose of any left
after sweetness. But as he gave her the lowdown of what she
could and couldn't eat, Gwen felt her petulance appear in a
rolling tidal wave, and such feeling only increased with
bitterness as he guessed her confinement. Her fingers lay upon
her biceps as she crossed her arms, face hidden beneath the
still damp black locks as she ground her teeth in a fury. The
more he talked, the more she felt this overwhelming anger...his
voice; any voice was beginning to scrape at her mind for some
reason. Just an irrational sort of pain, an irrational sort of
irritation...Such only heightened the moment a strangely moist
texture rubbed across her skin, the hostility suddenly voiced as
she jerked her head with a primal snarl that only heightened as
she felt a quick shift in position.
Gwen spat in fury as she squirmed, reminiscence of her not so
past-past fueled by this position. There had never been a time
where she was released from confinement only to face this
position many a time. Thin fingers clawed upwards into his
chest, pushing and digging into the fabric of his shirt with a
hostile growl. He spoke of respect, he spoke of care, he spoke
of all these silly things she'd gone without and learned not to
care about. All that mattered was getting her hands on this
substance, right? This...human liquid. But there was something
in the way he talked and the way he asserted himself, leaving no
room to fuck around that made the hostile growl slowly die out
to a low rumble, her hands dropping from his chest to lay
absently by her hips upon the couch. She didn't answer, only lay
there, the blank space of white bandage staring up into the
man's curiously maddened gaze before she snickered slightly, a
sly smirk passing over her lips. "About me..."
"I hate...the color...red." [/center]
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Re: Tossing tides.
DIR By: JeyColins
Date: August 17, 2012, 2:57 am
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[center]The utter delight of her clawing up his chest made him
shudder faintly as he looked down at her when she calmed. So she
was pretty determined on her arrogance, that much was obvious.
Wouldn't this be fun? The way she had calmed down and snickered
made him smirk a bit. The familiar habit of his tongue curling
to the corners of his lips arising as he looked down at the
seemingly healthier woman. Damn did he want to do a vast amount
of things to her. 'No, keep it in your pants.' The thought
crossed his mind and he sighed inwardly, returning his gaze to
her. So she hated the color red. "So that's probably why you
wanted your eyes out, yes? Hate to break it to you, but that
lovely meat and liquid you just devoured, it's red." He said
lightly, smirking that much more. How would she react to knowing
that she loved the very thing she hated as well? Moving his
hands to her cheeks, his touch tender as he brushed his thumbs
over her lips. "I don't like it when people fuck with me, Doll.
Keep that in mind. So all you have to do is respect me and
listen to the rules I set.. That's all. I don't ask for much and
I'll never keep you locked away in this house.. I'll let you go
off on your own once you're better and you know how to do
things."
He paused, a grin forming his lips as he looked down at her with
those prodding orbs. "As long as you sedate my curiosity just as
you have a moment ago, I'll be happy. That's all I honestly
want, is to know more about the captivating cannibal beneath me
right this second.. Just keep in mind, don't disobey me and I
wont get irate." Leaning forward, he trailed the tip of his
tongue along the corner of her lips before straightening up. "I
don't plan on treating you like some animal in a cage either.
Like I said, treat me with respect and I'll do the same. Which
also means my help is extended to you in every way. You're blind
right now, thus, you can't do much on your own." Long phalanges
twined between her smaller ones as he brought the palm of her
hand to his lips. "So allow me to be of service to you."
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#Post#: 257724--------------------------------------------------
Re: Tossing tides.
DIR By: Gwen
Date: August 17, 2012, 3:10 am
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[center]"That is not why I wanted my eyes gone..." She smoothly
murmured while keeping her head still in place, a limp and
obedient 'doll' in the moment as he spoke and she returned with
small, faint clues to his queries. Yet she wouldn't yield more
information upon that bit of history in her past...he'd get
exactly what he wanted that way, and there was still no telling
upon how deep the Caretakers's claws dug. But the further he
talked, the more insulted she'd felt. Of course she knew what
she'd consumed was red...."I am quite aware of that fact..." But
she stiffened at the touch upon her lips, a foreign and alien
gesture to her, though the faint sparks of enjoyment of warmth
against warmth made her lips slightly tingle. Yet still she
pulled her head away, a look of disgust and contempt against her
features, yet another strange shift in her mood.
Gwen felt each touch like a pick against ice, both shattering
and invigorating. Such gestures were...odd. Affection, or signs
of, were never something displayed within the compound she and
the other girl lived in. It was merely always cold calculation
and a strive for attention and praise. Hence the way she reacted
when he touched her, the dislike of such odd motifs but the
primal instinct of wishing to condemn herself to such matters.
Gwen shifted beneath him then as she slid his hand from hers,
pressing her palms against the couch's warm surface while she
sat up, her voice quiet and haunting as she spoke. "I am aware
of its color...that is why it is so delectable. That
color...that red....such damnation should only be exorcised
through me...and what better way! What better way to destroy
what I hate..." She leaned closer as her voice grew raspy once
more. "What better way than to devour what I hate..."[/center]
#Post#: 257731--------------------------------------------------
Re: Tossing tides.
DIR By: JeyColins
Date: August 17, 2012, 3:26 am
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[center]The way she reacted to his touches and gestures only
made him want to make her scream and squirm. Yet he wouldn't
fall to those desires just yet. He wanted to know more about
this woman, not break her. When she spoke, he quirked a brow.
She had just raised his curiosity that much more. Whether it was
a good thing or a bad thing, he wasn't quite sure yet. Yet what
really amazed him was the delectable way she described ridding
her hatred from the world. How keen she was on her own wants. A
smirk taunted his lips and he leaned forward a bit. The primal
wants to simply ravish this woman right here and now becoming
overwhelming though he some how sustained control. Was it due to
his curiosity? His need to know more? Possibly. Moving his hands
to the sides of her neck, he brushed his thumbs along her
jawline and grinned. "Is that so? Well then you and I have
something in common then.. You hate red, I love red.. That's our
opposite interest, but.. What makes it so alike, is how we want
to get rid of it.." He moved a bit closer to her and observed
her movements, his hands moving down her shoulders and biceps
before resting upon her waist and pulling her against him.
"A common interest is always a good thing.. Nngh.." He snickered
a bit, looking her up and down for a moment before those
piercing orbs rested on her facial features once more. "You were
locked away, I'm guessing they weren't very.. Keen on being nice
by the way you looked. It seems you're getting better with each
passing moment though.. So tell me, Doll.. What do you want most
right now?" He asked gently, almost tauntingly as he held her
against him. "Don't lie to me either.. No matter what it is,
just tell me. What do you want to do? Or is there some object
you want? What ever it is, what ever you want most.." [/center]
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