Post by Raphael Choiseul on Feb 3, 2009 16:06:15 GMT -5
Raphael leaned against a tree, breathing rhythmically as he slept. His senses weren't the best but with all the tree cover and his heightened senses he would be able to hear nearly anyone before they got too close. However, the dream he was having took up must of his attention.
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He stood before two figures, nearly quivering before them. He himself no longer had his fangs and was less intimdating-looking than normal. One of the other figures was muscular with red eyes, it wore no shirt but it was strong and violent. The third looked more similar to him, although more diginfied and aloof, it had blue eyes, was paler and even more beautiful and held his fangs in its mouth.
"Why do you fight us?" The third asked, crossing his legs as if it were sitting on an invisible throne.
"Give in, GIVE IN!!!" The second roared violently, shaking as it shouted.
"It will feel good once you do, the pain will leave." The third gave a sly smile, its fangs seemed to swell.
He realized who these two were, he'd had this dream before. The third was the seductive Daeva, the intellegent evil, and the second was the violent Gangrel, the chaotic evil. "G-Get away..." his human side whispered.
The Gangrel rushed towards him, grabbing him tightly so he couldn't move away. "KILL SOMEONE! KILL! KILL!" He gave a throaty growl, barely able to get his words out through his choking anger.
The Daeva walked slowly closer towards him, confident he wouldn't leave and ran his hand slowly across the human's cheek. "It's so useless to put up a fight, it will feel so much better when all of that tension is released. It's so easy..." His silky voice called out slowly, giving a seductive smile.
"N-No... g-get away..." He squirmed against the Gangrel's hold and pulled away from the Daeva's touch. The latter sighed and snapped his fingers, allowing the former to release him.
"Fine, we won't force you... for now. It is inevitable, you can't keep us in the darkness forever..."
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He snapped awake in a cold sweat. He groaned as he fell over on his side. He was in great pain and could barely move, it happened occasionally when he fought his dual natures' urges. The weaknesses of both clans hit him at once and rendered him very sore. "Oooh... it hurts..." He groaned and squirmed, feeling his fangs ache and muscles twitch, yearning to be what he was while the human in him continued barely fending them off, neither one really winning and everyone seemed to lose. He groaned into the darkness, wishing he could find a direction.
He didn't belong anywhere, not with humans, and the clans hated him for the mixed blood he had. The Daeva feared he would become too violent and the Gangrel felt he wasn't self reliant enough and would want to pair with someone. His entire soul seemed to ache with the separation within him. He wished someone could show him the way...
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He stood before two figures, nearly quivering before them. He himself no longer had his fangs and was less intimdating-looking than normal. One of the other figures was muscular with red eyes, it wore no shirt but it was strong and violent. The third looked more similar to him, although more diginfied and aloof, it had blue eyes, was paler and even more beautiful and held his fangs in its mouth.
"Why do you fight us?" The third asked, crossing his legs as if it were sitting on an invisible throne.
"Give in, GIVE IN!!!" The second roared violently, shaking as it shouted.
"It will feel good once you do, the pain will leave." The third gave a sly smile, its fangs seemed to swell.
He realized who these two were, he'd had this dream before. The third was the seductive Daeva, the intellegent evil, and the second was the violent Gangrel, the chaotic evil. "G-Get away..." his human side whispered.
The Gangrel rushed towards him, grabbing him tightly so he couldn't move away. "KILL SOMEONE! KILL! KILL!" He gave a throaty growl, barely able to get his words out through his choking anger.
The Daeva walked slowly closer towards him, confident he wouldn't leave and ran his hand slowly across the human's cheek. "It's so useless to put up a fight, it will feel so much better when all of that tension is released. It's so easy..." His silky voice called out slowly, giving a seductive smile.
"N-No... g-get away..." He squirmed against the Gangrel's hold and pulled away from the Daeva's touch. The latter sighed and snapped his fingers, allowing the former to release him.
"Fine, we won't force you... for now. It is inevitable, you can't keep us in the darkness forever..."
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He snapped awake in a cold sweat. He groaned as he fell over on his side. He was in great pain and could barely move, it happened occasionally when he fought his dual natures' urges. The weaknesses of both clans hit him at once and rendered him very sore. "Oooh... it hurts..." He groaned and squirmed, feeling his fangs ache and muscles twitch, yearning to be what he was while the human in him continued barely fending them off, neither one really winning and everyone seemed to lose. He groaned into the darkness, wishing he could find a direction.
He didn't belong anywhere, not with humans, and the clans hated him for the mixed blood he had. The Daeva feared he would become too violent and the Gangrel felt he wasn't self reliant enough and would want to pair with someone. His entire soul seemed to ache with the separation within him. He wished someone could show him the way...
