Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 7:00:10 PM)
(This user has entered Home by the Bayou) (IP = 95.144.26.7)

steev (May 13, 2011 7:00:16 PM)
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steev (May 13, 2011 7:00:39 PM)
(This user is now known as Stalker)

Stalker (May 13, 2011 7:03:02 PM)
[[ok post and ill go next]]

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 7:04:51 PM)
*After a wonderful evening the night before, Alessa seemed to have brushed off the thoughts of her stalker seemed wipped away. Moving out onto the decking from the kitchen that lead over the water a little for a spot of lunch, Alessa opened her laptop and made herself comfortable, reading over what was happening in the world today. Dressed in a simple Black spagetti string top and hot pants she was enjoying what the sun would offer her*

Stalker (May 13, 2011 7:07:01 PM)
*she would feel a familiar warmth spread through her body. Sending small pleasant feelings that started at her toes and slowly traveled up her claves and thighs. It was a small pleasant feeling that warmed her body as she read*

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 7:11:09 PM)
*Pausing in her action, Alessa glanced suspiciously over her shoulder, placing her spoon down her hand slowly moved towards her cell phone* ... Hello..? *She moistened her lips, letting her eyes flick slowly around the gardens*

Stalker (May 13, 2011 7:13:29 PM)
*It was then she would feel the sudden rush flood through her body. Making it hard for her to even hold the phone as a rush of sensation washed over the entirety of her and through her like a sudden crashing waveupon the shore. Her body sent into a small convulsion of pleasure hit her*

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 7:21:59 PM)
*She let out a moan and grasp at the arms of her chair. Panting slightly her eyes began to roll back into her head as she tried to reach for her phone again. Pressing her lips together as bit onto her lower lip, trying her best to control herself*

Stalker (May 13, 2011 7:23:23 PM)
[[ok you can roll wp to act or blow a wp to be able to act for the rest of the scene]]

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 7:24:25 PM)
(Wp Spent - 05/13/11 23:24:06 Alessa Cavillion rolls 1 dice vs. diff of 6 to Remain in Control – Spending WP: 10 ,W: 2 successes )

Stalker (May 13, 2011 7:26:45 PM)
*She would see the man suddenly as her eyes came back into focus. He was slowly and deliberately walking towards her house... his eyes downcast and the large gat sheilding his features a bit but there was no mistaking him. Even though she could not see his face she would still be able to see and feel the eyes upon her skin. The waves still moving through her in a pleasant gentle manner as he walked closer to her*

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 7:33:28 PM)
*Her fingers began to creep towards her phone once again... But paused slightly. Could she really put him in danger...* What... What is it you want? *She spoke softly, leaning back into her chair slightly. She pulled her phone closer, her eyes attempting to close once again*

Stalker (May 13, 2011 7:38:12 PM)
*his teeth would slowly come into view as he smiled at her. The smile not at all pleasant,there was something wrong about the sharply white teeth.* You... I want you... *He drew closer to her, standing over her as she sat there. His body hovering over her and casting a shadow across her form. Those deep timeless eyes looking down at her as her feelings heightened* I will free you..... I will bring you release form this world... I will make you one with eternity... *His voice was deep and raspy. almost as if he had a hobby of swallowing razorblades at the same time he smoked forty packs of cigarettes and gargled with broken glass to wash it all down*

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 7:46:21 PM)
*She leant back from him again, her head turning as she tapped a number into her phone and hit dail* Why would you want to do that...? H-how...Who are you..? *She was quite terrified, dispite the pleasure still coursing slowly through her*

Stalker (May 13, 2011 7:49:06 PM)
*leaning over her heseemed to ignore the phone completely. His face hovering over hers and giving her a slow long lick across her face, Slipping up from chin, across lips and parting them with its tongue....Contnuing to slide up over her face before pulling away slightly. Its breath hot and musky against her skin* I am your savior.... your redemption.... you are welcome.

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 7:49:34 PM)
(Just so you know, she's calling Clint!)

Stalker (May 13, 2011 7:49:41 PM)
[[figured :)]]

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 7:52:49 PM)
*She squeeled slightly as he licked her, her heart racing in her chest* Leave me alone! Please I begging you... *She tried to move from him, tried to push the seat back and get away, all the time she faultered, her legs not really having the strength to move her*

Stalker (May 13, 2011 7:56:00 PM)
*Placing a hand on her chest he would move her back gently. His head leaning down close to her and moving towards her flat stomach. It was torturously slow and he made no sounds at all until his mouth was almost touching her skin.* Do not be troubled...you will thank me.

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 7:58:57 PM)
Stop! Please, please stop! *She sobbed as he touched against her skin* Get out of my home! Get away! Please, leave me alone!!! *She paniced, struggling against him, against the last embers of pleasure than ran through her*

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 8:00:33 PM)
(This user has entered Home by the Bayou) (IP = 71.229.145.198)

Stalker (May 13, 2011 8:01:50 PM)
*His mouth would press to her stomach ignoring her pleas. Those oddly white teeth touching against her skin and then biting into her flesh in a slow manner. The pleasure she felt unlikeany she had even known. Almost welcome as it sent vision touched with memories of love and passion like she had never known. Moving beyond pleasure to bliss... she could imagine that this was what heaven felt like, and feel the love of the universe course thrugh her veins*

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 8:03:22 PM)
*Well, there were times when you didn't have to think too hard about things... Girl calling you and screaming about someone needing to leave her alone while you hear a man's voice in the background getting steadily louder was one of those times. The roar of the Caddy's engine fills the air of the bayou as Clint swings the vehicle out towards Alessa's house, sweeping some turns that are too close to ponds for most peoples' comfort. The minister in his black leather jacket and fierce disposition kicks the gas pedal almost through the floor, trying to demand the vehicle move faster than it was capable of...*

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 8:08:10 PM)
*She closed her eyes and leant her head back, her hands gripping at the chair once again, before one moved to the mans hat. Knocking it off with a sigh of utter pleasure, her head rose once again, forcing her eyes open to look upon the ghastly man before her*

Stalker (May 13, 2011 8:10:13 PM)
*His face was not the horror she would imagine it to be.... He looked like a kind older man perhaps someone's grandfather or kindly faced uncle. His eyes closingfor a moment as his teeth moved deeper intoher flesh. It was slow and calculated. His hands coming to rest on the arms of her chair as euphoria continued to wash through her*

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 8:16:17 PM)
*She gently moved her hands down, running them up his arms to his shoulders before gently pushing him from her as best she could, trying to suck her tummy away from him as she did so.* Stop..... Please... Just stop.... *Her words breathless, holding that intense pleasure still*

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 8:17:53 PM)
*There's a screech of tires on gravel, and the hiss of a cooling, elderty engine... Then the sound of a black cowboy boot kicking open a car door, and the feel of a furious Devil returning to Earth after millenia of absence... The man in the preacher's collar takes on the statuesque perfection of his House, eyes burning red as the Marboro between his teeth... Flickers of some cross between fire and light dancing over his exposed skin, and a rage that could shake the foundations of the Earth boils around him as he marches up to the front door. It's not given much thought, shouldered open as he plucks his lighter from a coat pocket. His voice is a hurricane of fire, a raging inferno in bass, still electric with sex appeal but now... Terrifying* Right then, boy... Time I'm done with you yer gonna wish daddy'd pulled out early...

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 8:21:53 PM)
((Oh, side note, for flavor purposes... Any cooking appliances on? Stoves, coffee makers... Things producing heat/flame?))

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 8:22:34 PM)
(There outside on the decking by the water >.>)

Stalker (May 13, 2011 8:23:13 PM)
*clint would feel the easy warmth that filled him in the things presence. Filling him with a slight bit of comfort even as he spoke the words. Though the thing paid him no mind... it's teeth sinking deeply into Alessa's flesh. She would be lost completely to the bliss of the bite. No fear..... no pain.... no trouble would be contained inside of her. In fact she would welcome the man now.... desiring more, and wishing for the release he promised from this world*

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 8:28:20 PM)
*She she had slowly pushed him away, now those delicate finger tips drew him near once again. Her back gently arched forcing her chest out as her long dark locks tumbled over the back of her chair, her phone fell to the ground with a loud thud and her pleasure filled purrs became more intense*

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 8:29:33 PM)
...Now let th' lady go an' I promise I'll only fuck you up so bad yer friends won't recognize ya... How's that sound fer a deal... No? Fine by me... Just gonna hurt more. *Glaring, and flicking his lighter open, he lets a little hate through, and intensifies the flame before adding it to the old man's ensemble*

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 8:30:40 PM)
((Just 2 lethal, but, hey, it might catch his clothes on fire, and that's really the point of the exercise))

Stalker (May 13, 2011 8:33:06 PM)
*At the fire he would jump up from ehr body... The blood that flowed down his chin bright red and smeared as he glared for a moment at clint. Alessa's belly now covered in her own blood as the large bite markmarred her skin*

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 8:36:37 PM)
(Need my inhaler, can't find it afk)

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 8:37:13 PM)
Howdy... You reckon you wanna talk this over like civilized monsters now, or can I skip to puttin' you down like the ugly motherfuckin' dogshit you are. *Smiling oh-so-casually, his voice echoing with the rage and horror of an infuriated Devil, his body covered in ever-increasing waves of light and fire, the hate in his eyes enough to cow most beings... He flicks his lighter open, closed, open, closed...* ((Permission to roll manip+intimidation? Since that was hardly the worst he could do with that lighter, and he looks like he's ready to unleash hell))

Stalker (May 13, 2011 8:43:48 PM)
*the thing would smile at him though itwas obviously intimidated by his presence. Suddenly turning and running tino her house at an almost inhuman speed as it made no other sounds*

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 8:49:34 PM)
Bad move, hoss... You think I give a shit about a house? You already shown me you can burn... An' I know a wooden house'll go up nice an' pretty-like. Got any good reason I shouldn't toss my trusty zippo in there and torch you back t' hell?

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 8:50:15 PM)
*Sat their bleeding, Alessa seemed to very very slowly be gaining her sense back again, her eyes rolled forwards, attempting to focus as she whined out softly*

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 8:50:31 PM)
*The words are, mostly, bluff, as he moves to gather Alessa up with one arm, slinging her free one over his shoulder* I need ya t' try an' stand, ma'am... I'm gonna need one hand at least t' put this fucker down.

Stalker (May 13, 2011 8:53:03 PM)
[[ok since you dont run after the thing is gone by the time you check for it..... anyfollowup you want to persue fpm me or put it in your scene request thread ]]

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 8:53:09 PM)
...C'mon, dammit... Stay with me, girl... Thought you Bayou roses was s'posed t'

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 8:53:13 PM)
be tough.

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 8:53:31 PM)
*She leant her slender weight against him, her hand on her stomuch. Glancing down at it her eyes went wide as she saw her hand covered in her own blood* ... C-clint... I'm bleeding... *She looked up at him, panic in her eyes*

Stalker (May 13, 2011 8:53:38 PM)
[[you take 1 agg alesssa]]

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 8:53:46 PM)
(Yummy)

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 8:53:52 PM)
((Well, technically, once Alessa's bandaged up, he'll be out looking to find the thing))

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 8:54:04 PM)
(Oh well he? LOL)

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 8:54:05 PM)
((Yay Sense the Hidden!))

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 8:59:12 PM)
...C'mon, darlin', let's get you inside... Trust me when I say yer gonna be alright... *Letting the Voice fall aside, but still retaining the unnatural tenacity of his darker aspect... It's difficult to say if he's angel or demon, but he's... Shockingly attractive, in this state. He moves into the house, and lays her out on the couch, looking over the damage* 'S a wound by a demon's fangs...

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 9:02:29 PM)
...Fuck that, prick can't even do somethin' like hit ya 'r take a knife to ya... -That- I could fix. But no. Some motherfuckers gotta pour a man a waterfall an' make him iceskate uphill... Where's yer first aid kit?

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 9:03:50 PM)
*She lay in shock, her eyes wide as she watched him, listening to the words that came from his lips* I... The kitchen.... *She pointed, her other hand still holding her tummy tightly*

Stalker (May 13, 2011 9:07:56 PM)
(This user has moved to OOC Room) (IP = 68.113.85.43)

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 9:08:34 PM)
Hhhhhright... *Pinching his cigarette out, viciously, and tossing the dead butt into a trash bin as he digs around in the kitchen for the kit... Coming back with gauze and antiseptic and cotton padding... He kneels beside the couch and gets to work* ...'S is an awkward second meetin', ain't it? Surprised you ain't full a' questions, shock or no... *Cleaning and disinfecting, then bandaging, the wound with practiced care... He'd had his fair share of unpleasant experiences with violence*

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 9:11:38 PM)
*She watched him cautiously winching at the disinfectation of her wounds and attempting to assist him as he bound her up* Because.... I've been here before... *She spoke softly, shamefully* ... M-my boyfriend... Wasn't exactly.... what I said he was....

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 9:15:24 PM)
...Don't say... That sorry shitsack wasn't him, was it...? Er... No offense, or nothin', intended... *He says, his features so perfect they verge on the surreal, his body still moving with those subtle sexual cues, light and fire dancing on his unblemished skin... Even the little scar above his eyebrow was gone. The only unsettling thing was that red glow to his eyes... He runs a glowing hand through tousled, curly black satin locks* Makes this a might bit easier, then.

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 9:19:12 PM)
I... *She was completely speachless, her eyes moving over him as she took in his apearance, her hand slowly moving to take his, still in shock most likely* I don't know who he is... *She glanced up at his red eyes, takingthem in slowly, before looking away slightly*

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 9:25:11 PM)
...That's a bitch... D'ya know what I am...? Or, do y' reckon you can guess? *Letting her take his hand for comfort, the tingle of the Spark of Faith in his touch soothing, even as he dabs at her forehead with a damp cloth*

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 9:27:21 PM)
Your... An Angel.. Right? *She kept a hold of his hand, it was obvious she was not about to let go any time soon* That's what Armand called you.. The Fallen... *She couldn't take her eyes off him, her own continuosly caressing over his flesh*

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 9:34:26 PM)
Fallen angel, yessir... Damned an' forsaken, cast into the pit of the Abyss when Lucifer's rebellion failed... Reckon you'll want my proper name... 'S Ehsaeth... T' be honest, I was thinkin' of recruitin' ya... Like yer spirit.

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 9:37:15 PM)
*She pressed her lips togehter softly, her eyes moving affectionately over his* Are you sure you wish to do that ... Ehsaeth... *She spoke his name softly, her eyes moving back to those glowing red orbs* You would be... Number Five...

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 9:45:30 PM)
...Heh... Don't compare me to any o' them amateurs... Did they explain Houses t' ya, darlin'?

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 9:47:54 PM)
*She shook her head slightly, still gazing up into his eyes, her hand moving with his to rest upon her tummy carefully now* No... I.. I don't think so... *She pressed her lips together softly* I... Know that Armand was something to do with Crayfish... And Huxley... He once had a Bear look after me....

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 9:50:03 PM)
...Heh... Rabisu... That's cute... Nah... See, I'm th' genuine article, Firstborn, wordbearer of th' Seventh Metatron, kin to Lucifer himself... We command the fire of heaven and the Voice of Revelation.

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 9:54:55 PM)
*She just nodded her head, she didn't really understand anything that came from himm lips, completely Awe srtuck by his beauty. She had never seen such perfect before in her lips. She knew she was beautiful, or hand been before someone bit a chunk out of her, but his was... Otherworldly*

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 10:00:15 PM)
...You need to rest... I'll keep in touch, come check on ya... Or maybe just stay over. You reckon it's alright if I steal yer couch an' move ya t' yer bed, proper-like?

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 10:00:37 PM)
((And, is it alright if we call it here? I do want Clint to at least speak to the demonic court))

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 10:01:00 PM)
(That's fine hun = ) )

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 10:04:17 PM)
((Apparently court isn't for an hour?))

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 10:12:42 PM)
(Oh ok, lol)

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 10:13:41 PM)
*She frowned up at him, shaking her head softly* No...No please don't leave... I have a spare room... You can stay in there if you wish, instead of the couch....

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 10:19:20 PM)
...Well, so long as I ain't sleepin' in a bed while a young lady sleeps on th' floor... *He lifts her up, and carries her to her bedroom, laying her out carefully and gently... His form reverting back to something more mortal... Still, more than most could handle, but no longer angelic in his beauty*

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 10:32:53 PM)
*She smiled softly, her hand holding his as he lay her down* Thank you Clint... *She blushed slightly, her free hand moving to rest on her tummy* W-would.... You stay... until he's gone away...?

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 10:35:03 PM)
...Think he's high-tailed it with th' same metaphorical tail 'tween his legs... Th' Voice o' th' Damned works even on us folk... *He grins, lopsidedly* Was kinda fun usin' it t' tell off some perv of an old man, mind... Sure you don't know th' sonuvabitch? Usually it's folk ya see here n' there, get crazy-like obsessed.

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 10:37:10 PM)
It's not the first time I've seen him either... *She pressed her lips together softly* He was at the Maladay twice before... He attacked someone the last time... *She frowned a little, trying to move and making herself a little more comfortable*

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 10:43:41 PM)
Could be he's pickin' targets... Just 'cause he's got some infernal in 'im... Least, reckon that's what it was... Don't mean his host's not a serial killer.

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 10:45:07 PM)
*She puched a lock of hair behind her ear and looked to him* But... You'll stay... J-just in case?

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 10:48:11 PM)
...Wouldn't wanna miss th' chance to put 'im down like a rabid dog fer bein' a waste of power an' space, now, would I. 'Sides, you called fer help, don't reckon that means I do one little favor n' run off, not if I'm actin' like a Greene.

Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 10:51:37 PM)
*She smiled softly, kissing his cheek softly* Thank you Clint... *She caressed his hand softly* (There you go babe, Courts about to start)

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 10:51:57 PM)
((Alrighty))

Clint Greene (May 13, 2011 10:52:02 PM)
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Alessa Cavillion (May 13, 2011 10:52:29 PM)
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