Post by ignosce mihi carissima on Sept 29, 2005 0:03:32 GMT 12
Since fanfiction.net keeps breaking down on Firefox, I'll post my current story here:
Challenge: Pick the two strangest main-character pairings for Selene and make them meet and/or make one see the other’s advances. Include the line “Caw caw! I’m a giant bird-eating magpie-like vampire!” Think of something difficult why don’t you?
Disclaimer: Don’t own anything, except for the rather strange and twisted plotline.
Chapter 1
Erika crept into Selene's room, hoping that no-one had seen her after the fight with Kraven. Something about his not letting her see Soren's report about the Den she had found. The look on his face when she had called him a lying spineless bastard was worth the injuries he'd inflicted, even from Erika's point of view. She shook inwardly as she thought of the blood running down Selene's battered body, unsure whether from anger or... what I've always hidden, even from myself. Erika certainly didn't dare telling Selene; she'd devise some slow and painful death for the servant, like the aristocrats who wooed her. Or rather, they tried and made themselves the Coven laughingstocks in the process.
Tiptoeing further in, the servant saw that Selene was still awake, and had done nothing about her wounds. She was sitting at her desk with a drawn, anxious expression. Rising, she moved to her safe, something clutched in her hand. "Hello Erika. Why are you still up at this time of day?" The words stalled in Erika's mouth. "I...wanted to see if you were alright." A cool glance was shot in her direction. "Really? After what exactly?...Ah, Kraven sent you to coddle me."
"No, I... I eavesdropped and saw Kraven beat you. I know you were injured." The Death Dealer put her document in the safe and shut it...on the third attempt "Why are you shaking then, if you're perfectly fine?" Selene acquiesced. "Fine. Since I'm clearly not going to get rid of you easily, you might as well help me clean up." Erika followed her mechanically into the bathroom, trying desperately to disguise her desire.
Selene wearily pulled off her leathers, wincing as all the pain from her injuries came back. Erika washed the blood from her lacerations with water so cold that she thought she'd turn numb soon. Although that was probably the idea. Finishing the Dealer's back, Erika turned. What's she nervous over? She hasn't broken at least 3 of the Coven's most crucial laws. The servant wrapped her arms around Selene, pulling her forwards and licking the blood from the gashes littered across Selene's face. The Death Dealer's revulsion and surprise was balanced by her growing arousal. Why can't I control myself? One little touch and my brain disengages! Elder's sake, get a grip on yourself! They kissed again, passionate, rapacious, and once more Selene ignored rational thought. She was spared further agony by a light rap on the door. Pulling herself free, Selene snatched a blouse and put it on, then reached for the silk kimono behind the door. Even if this is Kraven, he'll have my unwavering gratitude.
Erika watched Selene walk away. Damn! I'll strangle the asshole at the door. Or maybe not, seeing as I'm a mere servant girl. From what Erika could hear, Selene wasn't sure whether she should yell at the visitor or thank them on hands and knees. As for the visitor, he didn't seem to be the sort of person you yelled at and survived. His presence certainly troubled Selene. "Oh...I thought you wouldn't be here for another twelve hours at least..." Her nervous gaze met by his calm visage. "May I come in?" Definitely an aristocrat, and a Death Dealer, or a former one. Odd. I've never seen him around. New Coven maybe? "Certainly. I apologize for forgetting my manners; it's just that-" The unknown visitor smiled. "I understand." She locked the door behind him. "I'll just see myself out then." The smile vanished, replaced by a cold analytical look that would freeze an erupting volcano. Eep. Now I understand why Selene looks half petrified. Selene practically propelled her out of the bedroom. "Okay, okay, I can open the doors to the hallway." Now in the study, Erika reached for the outer door. I'm going to be in deep shit if anyone finds out. Especially those two. She opened the door and closed it loudly, before creeping over and peering through the bedroom door. Erika the eavesdropper. In spite of herself, she grinned.
Challenge: Pick the two strangest main-character pairings for Selene and make them meet and/or make one see the other’s advances. Include the line “Caw caw! I’m a giant bird-eating magpie-like vampire!” Think of something difficult why don’t you?
Disclaimer: Don’t own anything, except for the rather strange and twisted plotline.
Chapter 1
Erika crept into Selene's room, hoping that no-one had seen her after the fight with Kraven. Something about his not letting her see Soren's report about the Den she had found. The look on his face when she had called him a lying spineless bastard was worth the injuries he'd inflicted, even from Erika's point of view. She shook inwardly as she thought of the blood running down Selene's battered body, unsure whether from anger or... what I've always hidden, even from myself. Erika certainly didn't dare telling Selene; she'd devise some slow and painful death for the servant, like the aristocrats who wooed her. Or rather, they tried and made themselves the Coven laughingstocks in the process.
Tiptoeing further in, the servant saw that Selene was still awake, and had done nothing about her wounds. She was sitting at her desk with a drawn, anxious expression. Rising, she moved to her safe, something clutched in her hand. "Hello Erika. Why are you still up at this time of day?" The words stalled in Erika's mouth. "I...wanted to see if you were alright." A cool glance was shot in her direction. "Really? After what exactly?...Ah, Kraven sent you to coddle me."
"No, I... I eavesdropped and saw Kraven beat you. I know you were injured." The Death Dealer put her document in the safe and shut it...on the third attempt "Why are you shaking then, if you're perfectly fine?" Selene acquiesced. "Fine. Since I'm clearly not going to get rid of you easily, you might as well help me clean up." Erika followed her mechanically into the bathroom, trying desperately to disguise her desire.
Selene wearily pulled off her leathers, wincing as all the pain from her injuries came back. Erika washed the blood from her lacerations with water so cold that she thought she'd turn numb soon. Although that was probably the idea. Finishing the Dealer's back, Erika turned. What's she nervous over? She hasn't broken at least 3 of the Coven's most crucial laws. The servant wrapped her arms around Selene, pulling her forwards and licking the blood from the gashes littered across Selene's face. The Death Dealer's revulsion and surprise was balanced by her growing arousal. Why can't I control myself? One little touch and my brain disengages! Elder's sake, get a grip on yourself! They kissed again, passionate, rapacious, and once more Selene ignored rational thought. She was spared further agony by a light rap on the door. Pulling herself free, Selene snatched a blouse and put it on, then reached for the silk kimono behind the door. Even if this is Kraven, he'll have my unwavering gratitude.
Erika watched Selene walk away. Damn! I'll strangle the asshole at the door. Or maybe not, seeing as I'm a mere servant girl. From what Erika could hear, Selene wasn't sure whether she should yell at the visitor or thank them on hands and knees. As for the visitor, he didn't seem to be the sort of person you yelled at and survived. His presence certainly troubled Selene. "Oh...I thought you wouldn't be here for another twelve hours at least..." Her nervous gaze met by his calm visage. "May I come in?" Definitely an aristocrat, and a Death Dealer, or a former one. Odd. I've never seen him around. New Coven maybe? "Certainly. I apologize for forgetting my manners; it's just that-" The unknown visitor smiled. "I understand." She locked the door behind him. "I'll just see myself out then." The smile vanished, replaced by a cold analytical look that would freeze an erupting volcano. Eep. Now I understand why Selene looks half petrified. Selene practically propelled her out of the bedroom. "Okay, okay, I can open the doors to the hallway." Now in the study, Erika reached for the outer door. I'm going to be in deep shit if anyone finds out. Especially those two. She opened the door and closed it loudly, before creeping over and peering through the bedroom door. Erika the eavesdropper. In spite of herself, she grinned.