Post-Apocalypse

[Rougeninja91]

Eponine: *stands and begins to wander with the same finesse in her stride as before** that's why you're so skinny then? No eaty the fresh... no eaty the blah... no eaty anything!

"Well....yes. I try to do my best to aid the few humans that remain. Between the undead in the cities and the wolves in the country, the odds are already stacked. And.....I was a cop. Protecting is in my blood."

*Looks her over, almost hungirliy as she walks*

 

[The Mockingjay]

Eponine: do you... change them? or just finish them off *stops pacing and leans against the wall looking around the room*

 

[Rougeninja91]

Eponine: do you... change them? or just finish them off *stops pacing and leans against the wall looking around the room*

*Snaps out of stupor*

"It...depends on their choice. Some prefer death....some are happy to embrace the night." he said

 

[The Mockingjay]

Eponine: I suppose it's not that much different for them then really, now that the sun doesn't tend to shine anymore. Lets go, *throws herself out the window and to the floor below, looking around plotting a path*

 

[Rougeninja91]

Eponine: I suppose it's not that much different for them then really, now that the sun doesn't tend to shine anymore. Lets go, *throws herself out the window and to the floor below, looking around plotting a path*

*Follows her out*

"Where are we going?" he asked

-My thirst is returning already....damn it all....-

 

[The Mockingjay]

Eponine: find me a place to stay and I'll give you more... just point me in a direction and I'll find a spot.

 

[Rougeninja91]

*Nods quickly*

"The old police station. It is where I have been sleeping" he said.

 

[The Mockingjay]

Eponine: which way?

 

[Rougeninja91]

*Points northeast*

"With our speed, easily a five minute sprint from here." he said

 

[The Mockingjay]

Eponine: okay. *begins running off in the direction he pointed. somehow the motion of her running is more enticing than that of her near perfect walk, as she glides through streets her posture and her grace never stray from perfection*

 

[Rougeninja91]

*Ian has a rough time of it, but he manages to mantian his focus they reach the gate and he opens it for her*

"I triple-reinforced the steel. An army of those things couldnt break it." he said proudly as he shut the gate, looking at her agian, feeling a shudder run through him

-Keep it together Ian....keep it together....-

 

[The Mockingjay]

Eponine: *struts meaningfully into the building looking around as she enters through the gate and door. She then turns to him with lust in her eyes and rips the sleeve clean off of her shirt* This place is pretty nice

 

[Rougeninja91]

*Gulps as he shuts the door*

"Had to....fix it up a bit..." he muttered, seemingly in a trance

 

[The Mockingjay]

Eponine: *advances on him slowly, stopping a few feet away and holding out her arm*

 

[Rougeninja91]

Eponine: *advances on him slowly, stopping a few feet away and holding out her arm*

*Barely able to contain himself, he sinks his teeth into her upper arm*

 

[The Mockingjay]

Eponine: *can't hold back the same squeels of pleasure that pieced her lips the first time. she falls to her knees and clenches her shirt tightly as she tries to contain herself*

 

[Rougeninja91]

*Ian withdraws his teeth and she sees him eyeing her neck in his bloodlust*

 

[The Mockingjay]

Eponine: *smiles at him and flicks her beautiful waving locks away from her neck in an obvious attempt to encourage him in. as she flicks her hair she collapses onto her back in preparation for the following motion*

 

[Rougeninja91]

Eponine: *smiles at him and flicks her beautiful waving locks away from her neck in an obvious attempt
to encourage him in. as she flicks her hair she collapses onto her back in preparation for the following motion*

*Ian pounces and sinks his teeth into her neck, right on the soft spot*

 

[The Mockingjay]

Eponine: *body tightens as she lifts her waist up of the floor and releases screams of pure passion and delight, she then grabs his hair and begins to lick her own lips to generate increased lust in her own mind*