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He was suddenly touched on his pale body, his flesh was cold yet soft, but toned to perfection all at the same time. He gave a soft sigh of content as he ran her hand over his flesh, and he just sort of raised a brow himself.. before he was suddenly Shang-Hai'd by Danni, who pulled him away slowly by his waist in her usual fashion.. "Hmm, I feel like there might be a bit of tension in here.."

"I don't like making my residents into whores," I said in mock sweetness. "But I suppose it's up to the Reverend to decide..." I rested my hands on one of his broad shoulders and rested my chin on top of them, gazing up at him.

((I'm gonna make a second character, so no one get confused razz ))

"You're like every other man, you know that?" I snorted. "You just love to watch cat fights. That s**t gets men like you off." I untangled myself from him and folded my arms across my chest, rolling my eyes and turning my back on the two of them.

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"Now, now," I said from the far corner of the room, stepping out into view. I had been hiding myself from their eyes and enjoying their little spat. "I think I'm more than capable of taking care of this dear new girl here." I walked over to the new girl - Tori, her name was - and stroked her hair. "Hello," I said. "I'm Erik."

I looked up into the corgeous blue eyes and grinned wildly. I reached up and ran my fingers through his soft hair, then I gripped it and pulled sternly but softly. i closed the gap between us and brought my leg up and wrapped it delicatly around Eriks waist. "Oh yes, You will do just fine."

"For my information, I don't remember anyone calling your name, so I suggest that you move out of here, because I am more than capable of seeing to both of these women.." He growled softly, something about Erik's in-your-face snoody little attitude made Reverend a bit more than distraught. Drawing in a deep breath, that was completely unneeded, he rested his shoulder gently on Danni's shoulder.. "Then again, if Tori wants to degrade herself with him.."

Anna stumbled down the street not caring where her legs took her. she was trying to be drunk. Trying to be, not get, because she had already emptied over two dozen bottles of various different alcoholic beverages, and she no longer had the cash to go get more. Still, the matter how she tried she couldn't get drunk. She didn't know whether we some quirk of her species, or a personal defect, but sometimes it made things extremely hard to deal with. So now she was stumbling down some road rather trying to feel drunk when she actually wasn't. It wasn't working too well. Her mind kept butting in with intelligent little comments, like possible exit strategies. Her anger started to build up, this whole damn thing was so incredibly stupid. It had been like this her whole life, just one thing after another. now she couldn't even get drunk to forget it. A tingle of electricity ran down her spine. the change. no, not now, she had spent too much time learning control. She would not, she wouldn't let herself rampage, no. She hunched over clawing at her arms trying to focus on the pain. Her eyes went blurry color fading in and out as the Wolf tried to emerge. A large wrought-iron gate stood to her left, the entrance to a large dark and brooding manner house. She threw herself against the gates in an effort to regain control. The sound of her body hitting the gates was terrible. Her sense of the ears screamed out in pain, along with the rest of her body, but she was back in control. She panted trying to get air into her suddenly starved lungs and slid slowly down the gate. She lay there in a crumpled mass. Well, at least now she didn't have to think.

Oh, if only she understood how Erik's little shotty comments and sneers drove The Reverend mad every time he made one of them. Instead of losing his cool and dragging Erik to the ground, he took his hand and lifted himself up, sort of sneering at him a moment before looking at The Seductress, who left him up to dry just like that. He rolled his eyes and slowly slid out of the room, his hand shoved in his pockets, he was looking for his coat. "Damned people, every bloody night is exactly the same.. I'm going out.." He cursed the whole lot of them under his breath, as he grabbed hold of his coat.

a sound, noise from inside the manner. Sound like some kind of lovers quarrel. The thoughts drifted through her mind like leaves tossed about on a windy day. She moaned and slid down the gate a bit further.