Post by Azura on Jul 28, 2012 22:32:07 GMT -6
She didn't mean to feel uncertain, but she had never done this, never been this close with anyone before in her life. She had loved no one other than Raven and that was on a different level than this. Hell, even if his mind had not been broken and destroyed by that drug and they could have been something more...this still would have been greater and deeper than that.
Biting her lower lip as she looked at him and felt his own doubt beginning to grow, then came that rage and she would whimper softly. Not so much because of anything she felt, but because, just before the emotions broke apart against her, they hit her and rage like that was not something she was used to. Her little fingers trembling just a bit as she continued to watch him. Uncertain as his own emotions continued to increase and continued to crash against her.
As he shifted to roll off of her, she would lay there, panting softly and tugging at the skirt of her dress to pull it down over her thighs once more, modest as always despite the sense of desire and longing she had for him. She wasn't like normal girls because well...she wasn't a normal girl. She was something much more pure. "I understand...." Nodding as she pushed against the floor so that she could roll onto her side, facing him. Those hazel eyes looking down at him as her hand came forth, little fingers, still trembling as they brushed against his chest.
Partly because she wanted to touch him, because she needed to. But also because, and mostly because, she wanted to sooth him, to try and make it better. "I....I have been in this place....For almost thirty years...." She would speak softly, lowering her eyes slightly as she bit down upon her lower lip just a bit harder. She had never told anyone how long it had been, and she had never admitted to not knowing her own age. "A..At least I believe it has been that long. I do not remember exactly when I got here, or how old I was. I...I still do not know how old I am. I stopped.....changing....many years ago."
She would inch herself closer to him, her small body pressing into his side. "This is the first time a boy has ever kissed me. So, even though I want you, more than anything in this world and though I love you, far beyond anything I thought possible....I am...scared. I wish for you to want me, to have me in your thoughts should we...." She blushed rather deeply and shyly turned her head. Not able to really say it. No, she wasn't one who couldn't say such words, she cursed just like everyone else normally. But with him, she felt so much more pure and innocent that she did not feel the need to say such vulgar things.
"I wish for you to be here, in this moment with just me...I am sorry if that is selfish Patrick....but, it is what I...I want." She would wince slightly. She hated the idea of being selfish, of making it seem like he had to give something up to be with her...when that was not at all what she was asking for. "I do not wish for you to have to surrender them to be with me, but I do not want be the other girl on your mind...I want to be the only girl on your mind."
Leaning in she would affectionately nuzzle into the side of his neck, purring against his flesh as she whispered against his ear. "I love you so very much Patrick." Hoping the words would possibly sooth him, or allow him to feel better in some way. A shaky breath washing over his flesh as she struggled to try and keep herself under control. So hard given how strong she was feeling just now.
Though no sooner had she finally relaxed enough to lay against him, would a sudden buzzing sound echo from behind them. She knew that sound, and fear gripped her instantly. They knew she was here and she knew what the punishment would be. Tears spilling down her face just as the door flew open and the sound of a gun going off came from behind them.
Almost instantly she collapsed onto him, a tranquilizer dart stuck in her shoulder. A special formula that they had created for her. "I am s..sorry..." All she could manage to get out in a weak and struggling voice before two men rushed into the room. One grabbing her arm and harshly jerking her away from him, walking backward to drag her out of the room, her head lolling to the side. Though she was still awake, she was barely able to function, let alone fight them off. The other man standing ready to stop Patrick if he tried to get to her.
From the door, once she was drug through another figure would appear, an all too familiar voice echoing in the room. "It would seem you found our little Angel, or perhaps it is more accurate to say she has found you. Interesting." The doctor backing out and the other man leaving as well, as the door slamming shut and sealing him into the darkness once more. The whole thing taking only a matter of seconds really.
Out in the hallway, they would drop Azura to the ground, the doctor coming to stand over her, shaking his head as he looked down at her. "You knew better." And with that he bend down, pulling out a pistol from the back of his pants and pressing it against her stomach before pulling the trigger twice.
A muffled cry escaping her as she felt those rounds fired into her, hands trying to get to her stomach, feeling the heat of her blood as it began to pour from the wounds, over her stomach and down her sides....From there, it was a matter of a few, painfully agonizing seconds before she collapsed back onto the floor and the light began to fade from her eyes....Only a few tears managing to escape before death once more overtook her.
Biting her lower lip as she looked at him and felt his own doubt beginning to grow, then came that rage and she would whimper softly. Not so much because of anything she felt, but because, just before the emotions broke apart against her, they hit her and rage like that was not something she was used to. Her little fingers trembling just a bit as she continued to watch him. Uncertain as his own emotions continued to increase and continued to crash against her.
As he shifted to roll off of her, she would lay there, panting softly and tugging at the skirt of her dress to pull it down over her thighs once more, modest as always despite the sense of desire and longing she had for him. She wasn't like normal girls because well...she wasn't a normal girl. She was something much more pure. "I understand...." Nodding as she pushed against the floor so that she could roll onto her side, facing him. Those hazel eyes looking down at him as her hand came forth, little fingers, still trembling as they brushed against his chest.
Partly because she wanted to touch him, because she needed to. But also because, and mostly because, she wanted to sooth him, to try and make it better. "I....I have been in this place....For almost thirty years...." She would speak softly, lowering her eyes slightly as she bit down upon her lower lip just a bit harder. She had never told anyone how long it had been, and she had never admitted to not knowing her own age. "A..At least I believe it has been that long. I do not remember exactly when I got here, or how old I was. I...I still do not know how old I am. I stopped.....changing....many years ago."
She would inch herself closer to him, her small body pressing into his side. "This is the first time a boy has ever kissed me. So, even though I want you, more than anything in this world and though I love you, far beyond anything I thought possible....I am...scared. I wish for you to want me, to have me in your thoughts should we...." She blushed rather deeply and shyly turned her head. Not able to really say it. No, she wasn't one who couldn't say such words, she cursed just like everyone else normally. But with him, she felt so much more pure and innocent that she did not feel the need to say such vulgar things.
"I wish for you to be here, in this moment with just me...I am sorry if that is selfish Patrick....but, it is what I...I want." She would wince slightly. She hated the idea of being selfish, of making it seem like he had to give something up to be with her...when that was not at all what she was asking for. "I do not wish for you to have to surrender them to be with me, but I do not want be the other girl on your mind...I want to be the only girl on your mind."
Leaning in she would affectionately nuzzle into the side of his neck, purring against his flesh as she whispered against his ear. "I love you so very much Patrick." Hoping the words would possibly sooth him, or allow him to feel better in some way. A shaky breath washing over his flesh as she struggled to try and keep herself under control. So hard given how strong she was feeling just now.
Though no sooner had she finally relaxed enough to lay against him, would a sudden buzzing sound echo from behind them. She knew that sound, and fear gripped her instantly. They knew she was here and she knew what the punishment would be. Tears spilling down her face just as the door flew open and the sound of a gun going off came from behind them.
Almost instantly she collapsed onto him, a tranquilizer dart stuck in her shoulder. A special formula that they had created for her. "I am s..sorry..." All she could manage to get out in a weak and struggling voice before two men rushed into the room. One grabbing her arm and harshly jerking her away from him, walking backward to drag her out of the room, her head lolling to the side. Though she was still awake, she was barely able to function, let alone fight them off. The other man standing ready to stop Patrick if he tried to get to her.
From the door, once she was drug through another figure would appear, an all too familiar voice echoing in the room. "It would seem you found our little Angel, or perhaps it is more accurate to say she has found you. Interesting." The doctor backing out and the other man leaving as well, as the door slamming shut and sealing him into the darkness once more. The whole thing taking only a matter of seconds really.
Out in the hallway, they would drop Azura to the ground, the doctor coming to stand over her, shaking his head as he looked down at her. "You knew better." And with that he bend down, pulling out a pistol from the back of his pants and pressing it against her stomach before pulling the trigger twice.
A muffled cry escaping her as she felt those rounds fired into her, hands trying to get to her stomach, feeling the heat of her blood as it began to pour from the wounds, over her stomach and down her sides....From there, it was a matter of a few, painfully agonizing seconds before she collapsed back onto the floor and the light began to fade from her eyes....Only a few tears managing to escape before death once more overtook her.