Blood, Bats, and Knights. Oh my! (Crimson)

[deepwallow]

She takes the blow with a bit of surprise and leaps back nimbly, wiping the blood off on her finger and licking it off from there. "Hmmm.... Seems I've hit a sore spot.... You really care for her, don't you?"

[CrimsonMoon]

He doesnt answer but backs toward the door

[deepwallow]

She sees and in a blink a late red whip coils around his feet and she yanks him closer and he falls to the ground. "Uh uh!! No escaping." Se chuckled, the whip dissolving

[CrimsonMoon]

He grunts and lands hard, hitting his head

[deepwallow]

She chuckled and shook her head. "Such a silly mortal. I should get Drakula to look at you. He'd laugh." She chuckled

Do you or me wanna be Drakula?))

[CrimsonMoon]

He glares at her and sits up,"..." He seems ready to retort but falls silent, atleast they couldnt get her...

[deepwallow]

Se raises an eyebrow. "Silent? How very interesting. But enough's enough I suppose. Do be a dear ad wait here while I get the count. He's who you came for, isn't he?" She chuckled before exiting the room

[CrimsonMoon]

He looks at her then looks away, clutching a small chain locket and bowing his head

[deepwallow]

Did you wanna be Drakula or should I be him?))

[CrimsonMoon]

You'd have fun x3 probaby more then me xDDD)

[deepwallow]

The girl eventually returned with an intimidating figure. He seemed ageless, with pitch black hair slicked back and green eyes that were piercing as he took in the soldier. He was dressed in a red leather jacket that was open and black pants with metal boots. There was an authoritative air about him that demanded obedience. "So this is the mortal you were talking about? Why should I care?" He questioned. The girl only shrugged. "I wanted him as a pet. Facing someone down after seeing them slaughter hundreds is impressive." She said. The Count hummed in thought, scratching his chin as he debated on the fate of this human before him

[CrimsonMoon]

The one-eyed man pushed himself to his feet, glaring at the Count bravely,"... I'm going home..." He griwls

[deepwallow]

The count raised his eyebrow and gave a small smile of amusement. "Well well, seems you were right, Isabella. He is courageous. Hmmm..... Fine, you can keep him." He decided. Isabella grinned and fist pumped before bowing to the Count. "Thank you, Lord." She said as he left the room, chuckling. She turned to the knight with mischief in her eyes. "Now, what should I do first?" She purred, tapping her lips as she looked the soldier over

[CrimsonMoon]

He glares at her with hate but doesnt answer

[deepwallow]

She slowly walks in a circle around him as she thinks. "Should I suck out some of that blood of yours, See what's so different in it to make you brave unlike the others? Should I tear out your memory and find this lovely sister of yours? Should I ravage you, and add yet another scar to your memory? So many choices, but which should I choose?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" You could let me go and sit in the sun trying to get a tan?" He growls sarcastcaly

[deepwallow]

"Ooo, that sounds lovely, but I think I'll pass." She chuckled. "No.... Maybe I should do all three..." She realized

[CrimsonMoon]

He hisses at her, backing up

[deepwallow]

"Oh ho, you're not getting away from me!" She said, the whip once again grabbing him an yanking him to the floor, but this time she straddled him and pinned his hands above his head with her hands. She was impossibly strong with a viselike grip, smiling all the while

[CrimsonMoon]

He grunts and struggles, kicking and glaring at her