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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:38:50 GMT -5
Sorry he mumbled.
Don’t even bother she had dismissed impassively so he wouldn’t figure it out.
I don’t. They deserved what they got.
So what’s your name? Wow he didn’t even work up the courage to ask she thought.
I just didn’t want to pry. Ah, the answer she had been looking for.
But if you don’t mind I’d like ta hear your story. Like how did it happen? Fire, ambush by mob, hanged, or just flat out drunk off their arses love…………..?
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:40:19 GMT -5
Blinking, she shook out of her reverie. This man is quite the opposite. She had been expecting for him to turn and run. But not Liam. He actually didn’t care whatsoever.
Liam: My life is meaningless ye know? I can’t fathom any of this stupid masquerade where people act all Christian.
She had noted that he had put an emphasis on the term “Christian.” Was he really human at all or had she been making a fool of herself the entire time? For god’s sake, standing in the middle of nowhere talking to another vampire? What has she become………….?
She wanted to turn around and leave, but something had drawed her closer to him. Pulled her back from any regretful ideas…………. Swallowing back a lump in his throat, he continued. Rambling about the town’s feeble attempt to make things better.
She should kick herself from thinking of leaving. This man was magnificent and she wanted to keep him. Maybe even as an alibi. Someone she could rely on during the black plague.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:42:06 GMT -5
Someone who can help her rule the world. The thought caused a shiver of pleasure to crawl down her back.
Buffy: I think I like our predicament.
Angelus: How do you mean?
Buffy: You and I. We can make that all go away. The Christianity, the love, the pathetic mortal souls……………
Angelus (smirks): A reign of chaos………….
A reign of a dark angel she had finished with a special smile.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:43:39 GMT -5
I could introduce you to all kinds of nasty things Angel. Show you what it’s like. To have the power with you and never leaving. Just think Angel. You and I having the entire population at our feet. There was no denying it. He was intrigued by her malicious request. She had won him over just by being her. Something evil and dark………..
I got him master. Hook, line, and sinker. He didn’t even ask. He just let me drink from him, taking as much as I want and as much as he offered. He’s a slick one sire. I could feel it all over me. Please. Give him a chance and he’ll prove his worth.
She had been giddy as a school girl when the master had agreed and allowed her to do whatever she wishes to. And that includes all hands off on her precious creation. That was her say. Not theirs…………..
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:46:50 GMT -5
He had waved his hand dismissively, gesturing for the couple in front of him to move. So that he didn't have to participate in their little public display. Although the view was as fine as it gets, but that didn't mean Angelus. He wanted a piece of his childe.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:49:33 GMT -5
Damn Angelus! She's mine and I'll make her mine again. You just wait Liam Angelus! My childe will come back to me and you'll be nothing but a pile of dust!
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:55:22 GMT -5
She wanted to show him the world. Teach him what she had been taught. To stay astray of the vampire bounty hunters, but mainly the highly trained ones. Once that had fought the master and won. She said that the warning was simple. Don't let your guard down had been nailed to his forehead.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 17:59:26 GMT -5
What about them he pointed. Sniffing the air, she shook her head. Buffy: Nah, their blood would taste like burning sulfur and putrid acid. You need something young. Something virgin to start off your day. Come on, I know just the place.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 18:01:40 GMT -5
Laughing, she had dragged him to the nearest inn where a group of "virgin" girls had been congregated. Buffy: There. That's what will get your blood going............
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 18:04:15 GMT -5
Every part of his body was on fire as he had brutally ripped one of those girls apart. Fangs bared he had let her suffer for a long moment before going in for the real kill. Buffy had been ecstatic at this erotic sight. Her mate was doing all he could to torture the life out of this one.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 20:23:03 GMT -5
Buffy: What am I to you Angel? Besides being your sire I mean? Angel: You are the sun. Nothing can touch you, feel you, desire you enough...............
Buffy: Ah but that's where you're wrong my Angel. You can. You can do all those things to me and so much more.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 20:29:52 GMT -5
Angelus was lucky enough to join with her let alone touch her like this. He was the only one that can. Everyone else, she would stake without second thought. And the best thing? The master had let her. He wouldn't mind 1 or 2 minions dieing at the hands of his only treasured family member. He adored his Elizabeth and would bend hell for her. And so would his erthwhile grandchilde.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 20:31:27 GMT -5
Angelus: Buff, why didn't you let me kill that street urchin? Buffy: Like I said, his blood is tainted. It would reek on you............
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 20:39:11 GMT -5
August of 1863, London England Drusilla spun in her long silk gown and whimpered. Daddy had been mad at her for spilling away their secret. She moaned and scampered over to her William. The only one to ever truly believe in her and her psychic visions. But that's how she liked it. Going to daddy when she was a bad girl, but coming back to Spike when he went too cross.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jun 29, 2007 20:42:02 GMT -5
Buffy: My "boy" deserves the best and today we shall set to Ireland, his birth place. Do we get cake and honey and milk mummy asked Drusilla. She was clapping and dancing around the room.
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