Electric Feel (Samael)

[Samael]

He could only smile as he finished off his nachos and through the plastic bowl to the side. Watching her rip off half of her dress as she asked him out the nacho's were. He snapped his fingers and now she was in his illusion. Everything that happened in it was real, but if he hurt her the pain would only be in her mind. Although while he stood there he stood there still. Not making a move, then he pulled out a cig, lit it, and then put it between his lips.

"Now are we gonna dance? Or are you gonna continue to think. "Should I fuck him, or should I kill him" Hrm Myra?"

His smile grew a little wider. Samael knew his words would likely get to her. Wanting to see her fight he reasurred himself that he wouldn't hurt her too bad. What the mind saw and heard it believed. Knowing that this was true so far and he believed it. Thats how magicians worked there illusions and they weren't even vampires. He was a vampire and he had illusions that were the realest ever and she had walked into it with a snap of his fingers. Everything around her was the same, she didn't feel any different, but he knew.

[celia]

Bare feet padded over to him, slowly. And stopped a few steps away. Standing calmly infront of him, she watched the end of his cig glow red as he took a drag. How rude of him, he didn't answer her question. She wanted to know if the nachos where good, so she could order them next time. She rolled her eyes at him and a smirk placed itself on her lips. Maybe she should just stand there and annoy him. Tempting, but she didn't think she could stay still that long.

Myra slowly started to circle him, dancing around alittle as she did. Walking up behind him, she pressed her body against him and trailed a finger down his neck. Which made her body sing with delight." Mmm.. I think.." She purred, then walked away, "I'll dance," Her body stance changed a fraction, into a defensive position. "But I always let the others go first," She said with only a small smile on her lips now. The lion was standing still swishing her tail, glaring through Myras eyes at him.

[Samael]

He watched her step over to him. Bare feet on concrete echoing down the alley way. Watching her stop just a few feet as she started to circle around him then her body was to his back. Her finger trailing down his neck as she said she'd dance. Really she wanted to do this? And wanted him to throw the first punch, with out even turning around his elbow came abruptly back.

It was going at a blinding speed, and even if she blocked it. Likely the pure force would shatter bone. Since he was going for as much pain as possible and putting all his power behind it. A smirk on his face, blowing out a long line of smoke and wondering what she'd do now. Would she dodge it? Would she block it? Really he had no idea and all he could do was speak a word or two.

"The Nacho's were great."

[celia]

Twisting her body, Myra only got grazed by his elbow. Which was still more than she expected. Frowning, he was quicker than she'd antisipated. Oh well, nothing like a extremely hard puzzle to make your day. Her lion, still stood still but her eyes where focusing on Myra. Hey, you where the one that wanted this remember. Don't look at me like that," If lions could roll their eyes, it was exzactly what it did. Myra felt her nails, and teeth sharpening on their own accord.

"So you'd recomend them then?" She asked, wondering if she'd come back here one day. Myra dropped down in a crouch, and sent her foot towards his shin with the extra strength that her lion had entrusted in her. She stll wondered how old he was, he was definitly older than her, she'd bet everything on that. Could a newbie get an old timer?

[Samael]

"Yes, you should get them next time."

Samael disappeared and if she would look a little further standing in a ninty degree angle on the wall was none other then Samael. Yawning a bit to himself he walked off the wall and was now on the ground. Disappearing again he appeared abruptly behind her. Sending a round house kick to her side. Then if that made contact likely the pure force of it would send her into a wall.

So then he'd follow up with several more punches, or if she did manage to block it he'd still follow up with several more punches. Samael was hoping to get his point across that he wasn't holding back an ounce of energy for her. That every single punch, kick, he made was with all his energy in him. He wasn't holding back for her, he would break bone, he would cause her pain. Although in the end she'd realize it was all in her mind and really he never left a scratch on her. Oh wasn't the power of illusion great?