Post by spuffycrusade83 on Apr 21, 2008 7:40:22 GMT -5
Drusilla stood by the window, her black hair pulled up in swirls of ringlets and her black gown reaching the wooden floor. She spun around and slashed at his cheekbone, drawing blood. "Come Miss Edith, I don't like his fiery temper today!" William grasped her arm tightly and pulled her back before she could run back to her daddy.
William: Drusilla!
"Hush now puppy or you won't get your treat!"
William hated it when she played mind games. It was his biggest weakness. Seeing her so frail, so vulnerable. He hated that even as a demon, there was always a part of William in there, begging to be freed. It was Angelus that loved the torture of his victims. It was Angelus that taught him pain.
William the Bloody was no fool. He was very powerful but very rash. His rashness sometimes gets him into trouble. Always a pain in the rear for good ole Angelus boy.
"Drusilla, sugar plum, come ere' lass!"
Ah, there it is again. The favored sire call. Sure enough, Dru wasn't able to ward it off.
'God, she's my dark princess!!!!!!!!'
William: Drusilla!
"Hush now puppy or you won't get your treat!"
William hated it when she played mind games. It was his biggest weakness. Seeing her so frail, so vulnerable. He hated that even as a demon, there was always a part of William in there, begging to be freed. It was Angelus that loved the torture of his victims. It was Angelus that taught him pain.
William the Bloody was no fool. He was very powerful but very rash. His rashness sometimes gets him into trouble. Always a pain in the rear for good ole Angelus boy.
"Drusilla, sugar plum, come ere' lass!"
Ah, there it is again. The favored sire call. Sure enough, Dru wasn't able to ward it off.
'God, she's my dark princess!!!!!!!!'