Post by Alexander Treymane on Feb 24, 2014 5:24:33 GMT
Alexander shrugs off the almost silent sounds that the trailers cause as the poke from shadow to shadow. He squeezes himself out the doors, into a street of people. He searches around with a distressed looked on his face before finding his gal. He strolls up to her, and taps her shoulder. "Ma'am, I...I don't know how to say this...but I came to this theater looking to enjoy a night of laughter and comedy, but all I could do was find myself staring at your radiance. It's stunning, and I've never felt like this before." He gently grabs her chin between his index finger and thumb. "My, your eyes are so brilliant up close. A shade of blue I've never seen before!"
He wraps an arm around the lady's shoulders, smiling down at the young girl, pale with a hint of rose on her cheeks, stuttering about how she must return to her home. Alexander's smile grows larger as he turns with her, walking down the cobblestone street, twisting and turner corners, up and down alleys. "Please, allow me to buy you a treat, before you leave." He whispers into her ear. "I wish to know your name in return, deary."
She smiles up at Alexander with a childish smile on her face, squeaking her name out.
"Is that so?" Alexander exclaims "I cannot believe it's you! I simply cannot! I've only heard of such a goddess to grace this ground, and I appear to have stumbled into her? Or has she stumbled into me?" he whispers, as his arm hand slinks lower down her chest, causing her to get defense and raise arms. He smiles and flexes his arm, tightening the grip as he pulls back and lifts up in the dark ally. Standing at 6'3, Alexander easily rises past the tiny woman, and lifts her off her feet. He cups a leathered hand over her mouth, stifling her screams as he coo's into her ear. "It'll be alright." "It'll be over soon." "No more pain, beautiful." After a minute and such goes by, her legs stop swinging, and her arms drop. Her face is a deep shade of blue. To make sure the maidens dead, he lowers her to the ground, and places her in a sitting position next to the wall, before drawing a shimmering piece of metal from his boot, and driving it within her chest. He takes her hands, and after numerous attempts, gets them to stay on the handle, as if she forsakened herself from this world. He stands and looks down at her, brushing his forearms off, his arms bleeding from claw marks and teeth gashes. He reaches into his pockets and flicks a small chocolate onto her lap. This will be the last time his golden eyes see her.
He wraps an arm around the lady's shoulders, smiling down at the young girl, pale with a hint of rose on her cheeks, stuttering about how she must return to her home. Alexander's smile grows larger as he turns with her, walking down the cobblestone street, twisting and turner corners, up and down alleys. "Please, allow me to buy you a treat, before you leave." He whispers into her ear. "I wish to know your name in return, deary."
She smiles up at Alexander with a childish smile on her face, squeaking her name out.
"Is that so?" Alexander exclaims "I cannot believe it's you! I simply cannot! I've only heard of such a goddess to grace this ground, and I appear to have stumbled into her? Or has she stumbled into me?" he whispers, as his arm hand slinks lower down her chest, causing her to get defense and raise arms. He smiles and flexes his arm, tightening the grip as he pulls back and lifts up in the dark ally. Standing at 6'3, Alexander easily rises past the tiny woman, and lifts her off her feet. He cups a leathered hand over her mouth, stifling her screams as he coo's into her ear. "It'll be alright." "It'll be over soon." "No more pain, beautiful." After a minute and such goes by, her legs stop swinging, and her arms drop. Her face is a deep shade of blue. To make sure the maidens dead, he lowers her to the ground, and places her in a sitting position next to the wall, before drawing a shimmering piece of metal from his boot, and driving it within her chest. He takes her hands, and after numerous attempts, gets them to stay on the handle, as if she forsakened herself from this world. He stands and looks down at her, brushing his forearms off, his arms bleeding from claw marks and teeth gashes. He reaches into his pockets and flicks a small chocolate onto her lap. This will be the last time his golden eyes see her.