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Storm
He heard her say kill...and stopped. He looked at her neck...that deliciously soft, warm neck. He watched his saliva drip onto that neck, and realized how close he had come to doing it. In horrible fear, he began to tremble and dropped her. He jumped back several feet and screamed. "One of you others have to take her to safety from this place...I have become too hungry at the moment."
Storm ran through the final part of the mansion and came to the exterior doors. When he got there, he pulled the door from the hinge and threw it to the side, and ran into the night.
Upon getting out, the first thing he knew he needed to do was to hunt. The area they were in was not heavily populated, so no witnesses were around. He ran through the streets, keeping to the shadows and stopping if he heard a sound that might be human. Whenever he chanced upon a dog or a squirrel, he made short their lives...yet he could not satisfy the hunger. He began to cry in pain, as he knew that he was losing his control. He had never had the hunger like this until he got that close to the girl's neck, and now it dominated his thoughts. He was losing the battle to stay human. A battle that he was told he was meant to lose.
Then it got worse for him. He came near to a house, where an elderly man was taking out the trash for the night. It appeared that he lived alone. It was easy. This would make it better. He sprinted, silent as the breeze, deadly as a wolf. Then he was upon his prey.
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I will leave the gruesome scene to your imagination, where it will be played out better than anything I could write.
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OOC>>>To the rest of the party...I used more of my speed ability to get about 3 miles from you guys, and my hunting time lasted about 20 minutes. You may try to come find me or go back to the casino. Keep Mistral away from Thalali. Us young vamps cannot control our hunger sometimes. [img]smile.gif[/img]
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