†The Blood Countess†
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Bitches Don't Know My Style ALORA GAZIER Vampire EVA GAZIER
God is empty just like me.
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Post by †The Blood Countess† on Dec 12, 2008 1:08:06 GMT -5
Dawn was indeed closing in fast. Numerous plants seemed to regain life, something they did not have when the sun was buried from their sight. With it slowly approaching, they were uncurling and reaching up for the fresh rays like a lover to her mate. The two only had about an hour or so to wrap this up but Vicious had other plans. It was time to end this here and now so preparations can be made with minutes to spare. ”Indeed. It’s a pity the night cannot linger for this.”
The Countess crouched down slightly, watching Vicious with her keen eyesight, ”I will and I won’t disappoint.” Time seemed to slow down as Vicious charged, preparing to swipe. However, the Countess saw the opening presented to her and there’s no way she’ll hesitate. Once upon a time, the female might have missed or backed down…but no more. Elizabeth ducked down and then prepared for her final strike. With a loud battle cry, she pressed her palm into the butt end of the hilt and lunged.
Cold steel pierced through flesh, bone and towards the one weakness a vampire had: the heart. Blood pulsed forth from the fresh wound, saturating the ground in crimson…
And despite what had unfolded, the Countess not once directed her eyes. Normally someone would close them or look down to not see the results. Not her.
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