Post by metalic on May 28, 2009 16:02:04 GMT -5
Darken Rahl had just finished the delicacy of the human heart. Many a persons would find it disgusting, but not he. No he truly appreciated the master piece called the heart and enjoyed the warmth of it in his stomach. The first time he had ever tasted a human heart was the very day his father died. In fact it was his father's heart that he had first eaten. A fitting end if one thought about it.
The female pirate called Tres found him wiping his bloody hands on the legs of his leather pants. Even thought it appeared that he had not noticed her, he had known her every step as it became clear she was looking for him. Being this close there was no hiding his features in the fog and the tapping rain.
Tres was tall for a woman. Taller than Darken himself. Any normal person would be easily swayed by her good looks and charms. Then again Darken wasn't a normal person. The only thing he did lust was something he had to kill to obtain. As she invited him to kiss her, Darken's gaze, which had been focused on apparently nothing, fell to her.
His eyes did rest on her chest but not for the size of her bust line. No it was that rhythmic beating that set his eyes in a lustful gaze. She was practically offering herself to him. Those who were like him would easily fall into her offering and walk into the distance of those whips she held in her hands. But not Darken. No Darken was better then those. Smarter than those.
His hands reached into the sleeves of his coat and he took out two blades. One of them was tipped with poison. The other had a curved blade and was slightly smaller then most of his others blades. She clearly was expecting a response from him. So Darken decided to play her little game. In a voice mixed with madness he said, "Sorry, I'm not attracted to woman."
Even as he spoke the words his hand threw the curved blade into the air. It spun vertically in the air giving it a circular shape as it flew towards the woman's chest. Running forward he drew two more blades holding them in his left hand. He wanted to close the distance between them, and he was hoping she would use her whips to stop him. If she did she would be in for a nasty surprise.
The female pirate called Tres found him wiping his bloody hands on the legs of his leather pants. Even thought it appeared that he had not noticed her, he had known her every step as it became clear she was looking for him. Being this close there was no hiding his features in the fog and the tapping rain.
Tres was tall for a woman. Taller than Darken himself. Any normal person would be easily swayed by her good looks and charms. Then again Darken wasn't a normal person. The only thing he did lust was something he had to kill to obtain. As she invited him to kiss her, Darken's gaze, which had been focused on apparently nothing, fell to her.
His eyes did rest on her chest but not for the size of her bust line. No it was that rhythmic beating that set his eyes in a lustful gaze. She was practically offering herself to him. Those who were like him would easily fall into her offering and walk into the distance of those whips she held in her hands. But not Darken. No Darken was better then those. Smarter than those.
His hands reached into the sleeves of his coat and he took out two blades. One of them was tipped with poison. The other had a curved blade and was slightly smaller then most of his others blades. She clearly was expecting a response from him. So Darken decided to play her little game. In a voice mixed with madness he said, "Sorry, I'm not attracted to woman."
Even as he spoke the words his hand threw the curved blade into the air. It spun vertically in the air giving it a circular shape as it flew towards the woman's chest. Running forward he drew two more blades holding them in his left hand. He wanted to close the distance between them, and he was hoping she would use her whips to stop him. If she did she would be in for a nasty surprise.