Ileta wrote:Ileta went to her dresser and grabbed the first shift she could find. She pulled on the short white slip, fluffed her hair a bit, then went to the door. As she grabbed the knob, another wave of weakness washed over her.
Bracing herself against the wall, she opened her door and saw Dutia waiting for her. "Hi," she greeted the other barmaid breathlessly and with a weak smile.
Darin appeared off the side, pushing off the wall. He looked down at her spitefully, while Dutia seemed quite surprised to see her dressed in so little.
"Daim wants you to know that your pay will be docked for tonight," Dutia said haughtily.
"Yeah...alright," Ileta replied. She couldn't even fake caring.
Before she could try and coerce them to come in, Dutia cut in. "So, does he pay well?" she nearly spat at Dutia.
She had to get them in there. Could she use Darin? "He...he left. Said I wasn't what he was looking for," Ileta lied, looking down at the floor dejectedly.
Darin gave a 'hmph'. Dutia glared though. "Why are you so breathless? Are you drunk?" the barmaid interrogated, her hands on her hips.
"Umm....a little. So, Darin, am I so easy to replace?" she asked the mercenary with a smirk.
"You ditched me. What, you want some of this?"
Ileta looked up to meet his eyes. "Sure...I'm all ready with no one to keep me company."
"Hey!" Dutia shouted.
"You can stay, Dutia... I don't mind. I'm sure Darin won't either," she said coyly.
"Are you offering what I think you're offering?" Darin asked, his interest suddenly piqued.
Ileta almost bit her lip to be sultry, but she had to keep from showing her fangs. She just raised her eyebrow and smirked. "You bet I am."
"Sounds good to me," Darin grinned, the wounds to his pride forgotten with the offer of a threesome.
"I... Oh my..." Dutia gasped shyly.
"C'mon, it'll be fun, I promise," Darin goaded her, then gave Dutia a little push.
Ileta stepped back from the door and let Dutia and Darin enter.
vampire_aryen wrote:Aryen watched every movement and every word that Ileta had spoken to the new acquaintences that had joined the scenario that had played out. "Very good...this will be your first..." he whispered to her mind, a smirk playing upon his lips as he watched the two enter. "Ahh lust...one of the simplest ways to get your meals, very good..." he whispered from within the closet, watching the scenario play out.
Ileta wrote:As Dutia and Darin entered her apartment, Ileta shut the door behind her, leaning on it for support as she regained her bearings. She heard Aryen's voice in her mind and glanced towards the closet briefly. Was it really him, or was her weakness diluding her? Darin began to strip off his leather vest, eager to get started, while Dutia stood in the middle of the room, nervously figeting with her uniform.
Once Ileta's dizziness passed, she began to walk towards Dutia, moving seductively. The rail-thin barmaid's eyes darted from Ileta to Darin. "I don't...I don't think I can do this," Dutia said, then started forward towards the door. Ileta wasn't going to let her walk away. "You can have--"
Ileta struck out, snatching Dutia's wrists and pushing the woman onto her bed. She pinned Dutia down with considerable strength.
"What...what are you doing?" Dutia struggled, but Ileta was far too strong.
"C'mon Dutia, just go with it," Darin insisted.
"I promise you won't be disappointed..." Ileta whispered, leaning in to kiss the other woman's neck. The scent of her fresh blood pumping beneath her skin overpowered any complaints that the old, human, Ileta still had. She wanted so badly just to sink her fangs into Dutia's throat, but she had to put Darin at ease.
vampire_aryen wrote:Aryen watched on through the crack in the closet that he was hiding in, indeed Ileta was coming along nicely, already understanding many ways to seduce the victim before moving in for the bite. "Excellent...." he whispered, his voice echoing in her mind, watching as she made her movements on Dutia. "Thats right....put the victim at ease before making your movement, so he doesnt have time to react before your onto him." he whispered softly.
Ileta wrote:Ileta continued kissing Dutia, fighting the urge to bite her. Darin stared in awe for a moment, then began to strip out of his coat. He joined them on the bed and got behind Ileta, which was perfect, as Dutia was now blocked from his view by Ileta's body.
Aryen, help me, she thought, projecting it towards Aryen in the hopes that he would hear it as she had heard his.
With that silent plea, Ileta gave into her he beastial urges. She opened her mouth wide, then clamped her jaws shut on Dutia's throat. Her fangs sank into the barmaid's caratoid artery, while her bottom jaw, purely due to her eagerness, crushed Dutia's windpipe, making it impossible for her to breath or cry out.
Dutia struggled, but with Ileta pinning her, she could do little. She gasped for breath like a fish out of water. In desperation, she began thrashing her body as much as she was allowed. Her legs kicked, and ended up kicking Darin squarely in the groin. The mercenary toppled off the bed, holding himself.
"SHIT!" he cursed, rolling on the ground. "What the the hell was that for?" he ordered from Dutia. Then he noticed she was still fighting, but not crying out. "Dutia?" Darin pushed himself back to his feet, forcing himself to ignore the pain.
Ileta sucked at the wound torn into Dutia's neck, so focused on feeding that she barely noticed what happened to Darin. The blood flowed heavily from Dutia's throat, helped by her violent thrashing.
vampire_aryen wrote:Aryen watched the interesting scenario play out its roles, as Ileta skillfully took her prey, allowing lust to take the setting to distract the two from her true intentions.
He looked up suddenly as he felt her words hit his mind, looking back out as she took what she was desiring from her prey, watching as the man whom had came back in fell off the bed and was soon to get back up, but now he could see what was happening, and if he were to get things right, he would take offensive against Ileta, which wouldnt be tolerated.
Aryen swiftly dashed out the closet, and towards Darin, his hand reaching in front of him and grasping his throat, dragging him along until he reached the wall, which he slammed Darin against with brute strength. Holding him up off the ground, his grip firm around the mans throat.
Ileta wrote:Darin was shocked by Aryen' sudden presence, and at being pinned against the wall with a hand around his throat before he knew what happened. The mercenary kicked and writhed in the vampires grasp. He could barely breath, but that was better than Dutia.
Ileta's fervent feeding had crushed Dutia's windpipe. Life was quickly fading from the petite barmaid. Her former co-worker was eagerly drinking the blood pumping from her torn throat, though the supply was getting low. Dutia barely moved now. Her eyes rolled back in her head and blood trickled from her nose and mouth.
vampire_aryen wrote:A fierce smirk could be seen on Aryens lips as he held Darin off of his feet, strongly against the wall. "Dont worry, your time will come soon..." he said in a deep, dark tone as he looked away, looking over at Ileta, watching her as she feasted upon the barmaid. "How is it for your first meal?" he asked her.
Ileta barely heard Aryen, she was feeding so eagerly. However, Dutia's small body was nearly drained and Ileta's bloodlust was sated. She began to relax, feeling invigorated and almost euphoric. Her body was entirely refreshed.
Finally, after Dutia had no more blood to give, and it was obvious the barmaid was dead, Ileta drew back. Her fierce bite had strained her jaw, but after a stretch and audible pop, it the hurt tendons healed. Ileta sat up on Dutia's hips and licked her lips. Recalling that Aryen said the scars on her neck would heal, Ileta reached back and felt over her neck. The scars from his bite were gone, as if it never happened.
The new vampiress turned her attention to Darin, who was pinned against the wall by Aryen, and she grinned. She could go for more. "Mmm... We can't have him knowing about us, can we?" she asked Aryen with a grin. It was clear, the old Ileta was dead.