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Post by F L A M E on Dec 8, 2008 17:46:21 GMT -5
I walked across the harbor in my coyote form, there were no people here now so I was alone. I needed a guy to torment, for this was very boring. I sat down and looked out at the ocean, hoping another shifter, a guy shifter, would show up. I sniffed the air, nothing, it seemed I was alone. Though I could wait, I could wait as long as I had to. I sighed, and laid down, still looking out at the sparkling blue water. The wind blew through my thick fur as I sat, just... waiting.
-lol Razor's bored, someone come make this post interesting-
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Post by |K|o|y|a|m|i| on Dec 9, 2008 10:29:00 GMT -5
A wind howled through the trees, or so the people thought. The howling noise was he; the grim, some would call him. He lived on the edge, always pestering and ruining people's precious little plans. He was the hitman for hire in his family, and boy did he love his little side job of killing the innocent for the underworld scum. It was so much easier when you were in the grim form, because the superstitious ones just sort of scared themselves to death; he didn't have to do a thing. But now, the boy was lonely. He hadn't had a job in a while now, and he needed something to do. His favorite pastime besides killing? Scaring people; which sometimes did lead to killing. But today, none of them seemed to notice as the fierce black wolf with blood crusted on it's chin padded along the boardwalk. There was a smell in the air, another wild dog was about. He spotted the other, but did not approach. He really didn't feel like sharing his time with anyone today. Besides, it was a coyote; something unworthy of the grim's presence. He padded on, pretending as if he didn't notice her. [/size][/center]
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Post by F L A M E on Dec 9, 2008 16:16:30 GMT -5
I sniffed the air and turned around to see a huge black wolf. I growled at him, though I guessed he was a shifter like myself. I sat, looking at him and studying him with my black death filled eyes. Being the killer that I was, this wolf didn't scare me one bit, so I howled to him. Then I lifted my paws, and padded toward the wolf a bit before stopping and sitting down again.
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Post by |K|o|y|a|m|i| on Dec 9, 2008 16:22:56 GMT -5
It growls. It actually had the nerve to growl at something as wonderful and beautiful as this black wolf. Did it have a brain inside it's puny head, or was it an imbecile like all the other lesser beings? He snarled, stopping dead in his tracks for a moment; pausing just long enough to catch her coming toward him out of the corner of his eye. That filthy fleabag mongrel coyote, how dare she even think that someone as noble as this here wolf darling was. Tail twitched, head turned, staring at the other through hollow like eyes. He barked, and growled; warning it to not come any closer, but underneath his growls there was a smirk. He wanted her to come closer, just so he could teach her a lesson or two in personal space. But still he did not say a word. Just through narrowed eyes he glared at her.
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Post by F L A M E on Dec 9, 2008 16:29:43 GMT -5
I rolled my eyes and said, "You don't scare me.." I unsheathed my claws and looked at the wolf. My eyes as dark as the shadows, as dark as my soul. I growl again, still looking this wolf over, I guessed this might end in a fight. Too bad, I actually kind of like this wolf, but still I will rip him to shreds in needed. My tail lashed angrily, as I watch him. Though I can't help but let out a small smile as I look him over.
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Post by |K|o|y|a|m|i| on Dec 9, 2008 16:58:50 GMT -5
Was she daft, or just a little dull bulb? Not afraid of him. Probably, because she couldn't see who he was. The second oldest. The one no body really wanted; he was just stuck in between, perfectly wedged between his siblings like a nail driven through the skin. She was a coyote. She was nothing compared to him. His voice came out cold and lethal, as if he was trying to inject her with poison through his tongue. "Sweetheart, there's no reason to be afraid of me. It's you you should be afraid of." He wanted to add to it, but the tongue twister would prove to be an exciting little twist. He turned away, and started padding down the street; split between hoping she was going to follow and hoping she would throw herself off the pier, but he at least needed to get somewhere where he could change into his true form. This girl needed to know who she was dealing with. [/size][/center]
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Post by F L A M E on Dec 9, 2008 17:11:12 GMT -5
I growled, and watched him walk off for a second before I followed. My tail lashed angrily behind me. I was really getting annoyed by this guy, so then why was I following him? Who knows. I padded slowly behind him, still growling under my breath.
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Post by |K|o|y|a|m|i| on Dec 9, 2008 17:18:48 GMT -5
He could here the rumble of her growl from behind him, and knew that the trick had been played. But he wanted to stay mysterious for now, and so he said not a word, his tail switching back and forth like a whip as he padded along the harbor, looking for an empty alleyway. Finally, he spotted one, and with a smirk on his lips he darted through the crowds and over to the alleyway. He stood out of sight of the humans, but where the coyote could see him, and he shifted. Human form stood there now, black leather coat and black glasses over blue jeans and a crisp white shirt stained with a little blood. He shifted the sunglasses up, narrowing his azure eyes at his coyote victim. "Still not scared, pretty lady? You must not know who I am then."
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Post by F L A M E on Dec 9, 2008 17:27:10 GMT -5
I growled still and replied, "Who cares? I kill people for a living! Why would I be scared of you?" Then I dashed past him, I must have looked like a coward running away, but I shifted into a human as well. Then I looked at him with my dark, angry eyes. I narrowed them as I watched him, still not showing any fear over him.
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Post by |K|o|y|a|m|i| on Dec 9, 2008 17:33:02 GMT -5
He had her. She was between him and the wall now. All he had to do was pin her and he could gut her like a pig. His lips curled up in a smirk as he looked at her, his pants grumbling slightly at the mere sight of a woman so close to him. His eyes narrowed the same as hers, and he looked her up and down, his smirk widening. "And what do you think I do for a living, kitten? Knit mittens?" This girl could have some potential in his field. Maybe even a regular slot on his weekly bed match up. "Killing ain't the best part of the kill though, not with a fine lady like you at least." He chuckled slightly and blocked her from being able to get out. "How's about you play nice for daddy tonight?"
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Post by F L A M E on Dec 9, 2008 17:41:09 GMT -5
I looked at him, still not looking any happier. I just replied to him, "Why don't you get out of my way?" My eyes still held the same anger as they always did, especially around guys like him. I sighed, sure we were a lot alike, but that didn't mean I liked him. Thought, it looked like I wasn't going anywhere unless he let me out, which I doubted.
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Post by |K|o|y|a|m|i| on Dec 9, 2008 19:13:46 GMT -5
His lips curled up in a smirk, and he took a step closer, giving her even less space between him and the wall. His eyes seemed to spark with interest and desire, the pretty boy that stood before her. “That wasn’t the question, sweetheart. You followed me here, I expect my stalker to at least offer up.” His smirk widened, and he stepped closer, causing the space she had to move to shrink. ”Look at me, little miss. Look at me and tell me you don’t want this.”
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Post by F L A M E on Dec 9, 2008 19:18:44 GMT -5
I looked at him and sighed I was stuck, like it or not. I said nothing to him, just casually leaned up against the wall. Then I said "Well I am stuck here, but I will not listen to you." I sighed again, what was I fighting? it was hopeless. There was no way out of this mess now.
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Post by |K|o|y|a|m|i| on Dec 9, 2008 19:33:23 GMT -5
His lips curled up in a demonic smirk as he softly licked his lips. Oh, this was going to be a fun little thing indeed, teaching this girl a lesson. He took another step forward, forcing her back against the wall now. His eyes burned with a firey desire, and there was a definite strain on his zipper now. His voice slipped out in a low hiss. ”You don’t have to listen baby, you just have to shut up.” He didn’t wait for a retort. He puckered his lips and pressed them against hers. Nobody, it seemed, could resist his kisses. Let’s see if she was one of the few.
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Post by F L A M E on Dec 9, 2008 19:42:02 GMT -5
I felt him kiss me, and I thought Why did I follow him? If there was a reason I didn't know it. I would be stuck her until he was done with me. My mind wondered if he would just end up killing me, I hoped he wouldn't. Though I wasn't afraid of death I didn't really want to die, not yet. For once, I was the one feeling helpless at another's power. Now I knew how it had felt to all those that I had done this same thing to. I had no choice but to go along with it, because he had me trapped here.
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