"Wings are just decoration. It's what's on the inside that counts. But then again... the outside is a great addition... and the you seem to have both. I've yet to hear your friend speak, but she's got the outside going for her."
Stepping forward, out of the shadows, he asks. "Do you long to see my face, little girl. Do you long to see the face that let you go, instead of biting your tender neck, and draining your blood?"
"Maybe I do want to see your face. And maybe... I wish you would have bit me." Erina smirked at him.
"Being in the same species as Miv, seeing thigs the way she does... it would be interesting. Not to mention getting rid of the wings." She said and stroked one, pulling a feather off and twirling it in her fingers.
Posted on 2009-01-06 at 05:58:18.
Edited on 2009-01-06 at 06:08:57 by PrincessAli
Noticing the smallest movement in the other vampire, the voice says. "Now there she moves. The pale rose... answer the question. Could you use the help of a full grown vampire at your side... or do you leave me to choose a side which offers more to me."
"As for you angel. Why be something you aren't, when you are what you are now? Use that. Take advantage of it. And if you want to see my face, ask for it. Ask. Plea that I pull back the hood."
Posted on 2009-01-06 at 06:10:54.
Edited on 2009-01-06 at 06:12:30 by gboy
"Is that all you think I'm doing? Pale Rose, I'm not trying to get close to you. I'm trying to make sure that no other can. However, if you wish to get close to me, like your angel here has done, then go ahead, I shant object."
Turning to face Erina the figure speaks in a smooth tone, sweet like honey. "You see, being close to me isn't bad. And you call me bloodsucker, how I hate the name. Please, call me by my real name. Sir D'Artigo."
"Also, Rose, nobody, orders me to do anything unless it's in my best interest. All you have to do is ask nice, and I'll pull back my hood."
"It would seem as though Angel here has manners. You could learn something from her Rose. And since the beautiful lady asked nicely, I have no choice but to comply."
Reaching up to his hood, pale white hands coming from his sleeves, he pulls back his hood. It is now obvious that he is a man, that much is certain. Though below the hood lies not a face, but a head covered in a white porcelain mask. Two eye holes reveal pale blue, almost grey eyes. White hair flows over the top of the mask, cascading down to his shoulders, though it seems to continue on under the cloak. With a small, but elegant, bow. The man speaks to you two.
"Behold! The visage is gazed upon by the women! Behold the beauty!"
The lips on the mask don't move. In fact, it seems like the eyes are the only open spot.
Under his mask, D'Artigo smiled. It was obvious in his eyes. "Angel, nothing has warmed my heart... which stopped beating a while ago I might add... more than your laughter for quite some time. What they say is true; angels do have the best laughter."
"I fear nothing actually. It is those who fear me. You see, there are men and women out there who seek nothing but to destroy others. That is just evil. And someone has to stand in their way. So I take the burden on my shoulders. People fear what they don't know. So if they don't know me, they fear me. And right before I bite into their necks and taste their deliciously warm blood pour down my throat, I let them see my face. So that they know what they feared all this time."
"So in theory Angel, you are right, I have an obsession-if that is what you will call it- with hiding my face. And if you want to go further with that tone of yours..." He trails off, leaving it open to the imagination what he was going to say.
Erina sighed and sat down, letting her wings cover her body to where only her eyes were visible.
They seemed like they were glowing, when in fact, it was just how bright a red it was on all the black.
"D'Artigo," The tone was different, subtle and hiding something, "You had the chance but not a few minutes ago to drain my body of it's blood. Yet, you didn't." Erina said and moved her wings so they allowed her face to be seen.
"After this, Pale Rose. I will watch for those outside seeking to harm you, but first you hear this."
"Why I didn't bite you? Why I didn't but a blemish on the Angel? You ask me why?" Chuckling, he rubs his fingers together as he lets out a sigh, as though remembering the feel of your skin. "Because. When you and I were close enough, so close I could feel your heat against my skin... you whispered you would be willing to burn Pale Rose there to get away from me. Your sister. Burn her."
Turning back to Miv, D'Artigo says. "That is all. If you need me, I'll be outside." And with calm, measured steps, he walks out into the night.
Posted on 2009-01-06 at 07:07:12.
Edited on 2009-01-06 at 07:10:11 by gboy