.::MorTaL iMperFecTioN::.

OOC: OMG! Shes a pawn!

BIC: Fiachra watched Gendran go and then flopped back onto the sofa. She was hungry and tierd. Maybe I should just suck a scienctist's blood.

 

ooc: STFU! SHE ISN'T A PAWN... MORE LIKE A ROOK.
bic:

Walking down hallways, Gendran finally made it to his room. It was much less accomodading than Fircha's. Her's was a hotel suite, his was more like a cryogenic tube. Grumbling, he crawled into the chamber and settled down to rest.

 

Fiachra fell asleep on the sofa. She couldn't be bothered to sleep on the bed.

OOC: Time skip 2 tomorrow?

 

ooc: Yes please.

I have to get off for two hours now. bye

 

After the man and the girl left Penoa sighed he looked at the laying broken pieces of wood. "well ill fix this" the puppeter said to Envy as he grabed an peice of wood today been strange most of the time Penoa would be relaxing playing with his puppet but he been willing to help.

 

OOC: Bye.

BIC: Fiachra woke up feeling hungrier then before. She lay on the sofa wondering what to do. I need to suck someone's blood soon or i'll pass out. But Gendran probably won't let me out of here.... Jesus Christ...

 

OOC: recap? D:

 

OOC: Envy and Zack are talking, Penoa is fixing the hole in the roof, Gendran took Fiachra away to a lab so he could develop some cure and get rid of the persona that Lucifer put in her.

 

As soon as Fiachra mumbled her hunger, a knock came at the door.

"Fiachra, Fiachra? It's me, Gendran. You need to get up. Time for testing."

 

Fiachra sat up and looked the door. Getting up, she sorted her hair out and opened the door. "Fine. Just one thing. I'm starving and i think you know what i need."

 

A short pause lingered in the air before the tattooed man responded.

"Yes, I know rather well what you need. Since that's the case, let me in. I think I can get you what you need."

 

Fiachra shifted out of the way to let him in. "You do know that means me killing someone if its straight from their neck?"

 

Stepping in, Gendran kept his back to Firchra.

"Actually, I think there is a way to not kill someone. I believe you have enough self-control to not kill me. Now hurry up. We're on the clock."

 

Fiachra frowned. "Suck your blood?" She sighed. "Fine. Dont blame me if you feel light headed." She stepped closer to him.

 

Gendran started to laugh to himself at the girl's remark. rubbing his hand across his mouth

"Don't worry, I always feel light headed. I make it a point to make sure I don't fill it with useless stuff."

 

ooc: uh.. recap?

 

Fiachra rolled her eyes and put her hands on his shoulders. Her fangs grew and she bit into his neck. It was okay, although she prefered a cheater's blood.

 

Gendran's eyes snapped open, but he couldn't see. He was blinded by the pain. Not even the training exercises hurt like this. His entire body tensed, trying to hold back his urge to fight back. Over time, the tempation drained away with his blood that he fed to the dark angel. He would survive this. He just had to.

 

Fiachra drew back from him and wiped away some blood from her lips. She had left him enough blood to survive well but it had taken her alot of willpower to stop and draw back. He was just lucky that Fiachra's mind won over her suck-to-death-inscincts. "Thanks..."

 

Trembling, Gendran collapsed to the ground. He was drained too much to think, let alone stand. His sight was still blocked by the pain, so much pain.