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Post by Dracula on Jul 9, 2006 21:22:53 GMT
"Yes you do... just say it. 'Dear Dracula I hate you for what you did to me' " He mockingly added as he pulled his chair out as a legion of spectres and ghouls walk out to serve their masters whim. "Now... what were you saying?" He questions as he glanced down at the plate beneath him.
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Post by Tara Black on Jul 9, 2006 21:28:11 GMT
Tara shook her head, refusing to say it, not because she denied what he was saying, but because she couldn't admit what he was saying.
"I... I can't!"
She said, pulling out a chair and sitting down besides him, glancing at the ghouls as they appeared and walked towards Dracula.
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Post by Dracula on Jul 10, 2006 16:59:11 GMT
Looking over Dracula slowly looked over at Tara as the ghouls disapated within the walls behind them. "Why can you not tell me that you hate me?..." Dracula responded as he looked down at the food below him. "All because were dead doesnt mean we cannot enjoy the fruits of pleasure..." Dracula smirked out as he bite down into a pear.
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Post by Tara Black on Jul 10, 2006 17:03:00 GMT
Tara shook her head, looking down at the fruit on the table and choosing a red apple, ever since she had been changed red fruit had always seemed to appeal to her more than anything else. She gazed into it, catching glimpses of her reflection.
"I don't know... I just can't..."
She muttered, slightly confused, she could hear the words clearly in her head, she just could not speak them out loud. Letting out a small sigh she removed her gaze from the apple and bit down into it, her fangs piercing the apple first before pulling it apart.
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Post by Dracula on Jul 10, 2006 17:05:41 GMT
Pondering over her story, Dracula sighed a bit before placing the freshly bit Pear down on the plate as he looked back over at tara. "Your disgusted by my appearance, you wish to kill me, wish to rid me of the world yet you cant address how much you hate me.... so which is it? Do you hate me or not...." Dracula sternly added as he stood up from the table looking over the macabe setting he placed her in.
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Post by Tara Black on Jul 10, 2006 17:12:24 GMT
Tara thought about his question, did she hate him or not? She couldn't say, she felt like she didn't, but in a way she wanted to hate him, hate him for everything he's done to the innocent people in the world, hate him for what he done to her and her family. She glanced up at him, only just noticing he had stood, the glistening red apple still in her hands. She placed it down, looking at the floor before shaking her head,
"I don't hate you..."
She said quietly, just loud enough for him to hear her.
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Post by Dracula on Jul 10, 2006 17:16:51 GMT
"Than why do you try to kill me? Out of pity?" He responded quite hastily as he glanced down at her with some curious intent. There was a reason why he choosed her for the first turned although he was sure she could never understand without seeing it from his perspective.
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Post by Tara Black on Jul 10, 2006 17:25:13 GMT
Tara shrugged, looking back up at him and catching his gaze at her.
"I try to kill you because I feel I could hate you more easily if you weren't here..."
She said truthfully, wondering how he would react to her answer. She moved her gaze back around the room, images from her past seeping through her mind, she remembered before she was blooded, running through her, trying to find an escape route, trying to find a way back to her parents. She could still feel the fear running through her veins from that night.
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Post by Dracula on Jul 10, 2006 17:28:59 GMT
"It'd be easier if I wasnt here than..." Dracula stated as he dispersed in a fog into the wall behind him expecting some sort of reaction to her. Something that would chill her bones...
As the night passed a storm rumbled in as Dracula monitored Tara's actions from a safe position making it seem she was all alone...
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Post by Tara Black on Jul 10, 2006 17:36:30 GMT
Tara watched as he disappeared into the wall in some sort of fog. Sighing she stood up, taking another bite from the red apple before flinging it at the wall he disappeared into, it smashing into pieces as it made contact. After her small act of rage she marched towards one of the doors, hearing the storm roaring outside. She may be a creature of the darkness now, but she was still scared of storms. She flinched as she heard the thunder, glad she was alone as she reached the door. The bond snapped at her again, causing her to stop in her steps. He was still in the room, she could tell, the feelings wouldn't be so strong if he had truly left her alone. She turned, looking around the dark room for any sign of where he may be stood, flinching again as another roll of thunder hit.
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Post by Dracula on Jul 10, 2006 17:48:04 GMT
As the storm rumbled outside Dracula watched Tara from the comfort of the shades of the night. As the night loomed deepend in his keep he watched with more intent on her true motives. "I know you know im here.... this is my castle after all..." He spoke along with the wind so only Tara could hear
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Post by Tara Black on Jul 10, 2006 17:53:12 GMT
Tara walked back into the room, stopping near the table and looking around, trying to spot any movement that may direct her to where Dracula was.
"If I know you're here... why are you still hidden?"
She asked, gripping onto the chair behind her as she saw the flash of lightening outside. She tensed up as she waited for the thunder, hoping that he hadn't seen her fear of the storm from wherever he was situated.
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Post by Dracula on Jul 10, 2006 17:57:14 GMT
"Why are you still afraid of thunder?" He harshly added as the sound of rain thudnered along with the lightning, this was a bad storm, one not to be caught out in...
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Post by Tara Black on Jul 10, 2006 18:02:23 GMT
Tara shook her head, slightly embarrassed he had spotted her flinch. Her nails dug into the chair as she looked out of the nearest window, and the chair almost cracked under the strength of her grip.
"Because Its something I haven't grown to love!"
She bit back at his comment, still annoyed at the fact he was still hiding, it just made her feel worse about the thunder, the fact that she was alone in the room... or appeared to be alone in the room.
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Post by Dracula on Jul 10, 2006 18:12:24 GMT
"Do you need comfort...?" Dracula stated as he glanced back down at her from the darkness as the storm raged on pouring rain from the outside unto the cobblestones of the castle.
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