simmer down, keep your head down low
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voodooqueerGetting the short end of it again. That fucking figures.
Should've known that there would be more surprises waiting for his ass in Darrow. Why stop at regular fucking vampires that suck your blood, when you could have crazy weird fucking psychic vampires that do their best to scare the fuck out of you and then eat your emotions?
It's happening, and it's happening to Lafayette. The bitch had him pinned, grinding the soft skin of his cheek against the grain of the brick wall at his side in the alley as she shoved him against it roughly with a strength he should expect by now. It still scares the liuving fuck out of him.
"Bitch," he grinds out. "I told you, I ain't fuckin' interested in women, so go fuck wif' someone else." He takes a shuddering breath. It's cold as hell and has been for a few days, and the air burns Lafayette's lungs and makes raising his voice to shout for help nearly impossible after his struggle. Though as she laughs and shoves him harder, trying to meet his eyes so she can dig in his brain for whatever his greatest fear or whatever the hell she'd said was, he finds at least the renewed strength to struggle, kneeing her in the kidneys.
Maybe it won't do shit, but he'll be damned if he's gonna make being someone's dinner enjoyable. "Get off, bitch."
Should've known that there would be more surprises waiting for his ass in Darrow. Why stop at regular fucking vampires that suck your blood, when you could have crazy weird fucking psychic vampires that do their best to scare the fuck out of you and then eat your emotions?
It's happening, and it's happening to Lafayette. The bitch had him pinned, grinding the soft skin of his cheek against the grain of the brick wall at his side in the alley as she shoved him against it roughly with a strength he should expect by now. It still scares the liuving fuck out of him.
"Bitch," he grinds out. "I told you, I ain't fuckin' interested in women, so go fuck wif' someone else." He takes a shuddering breath. It's cold as hell and has been for a few days, and the air burns Lafayette's lungs and makes raising his voice to shout for help nearly impossible after his struggle. Though as she laughs and shoves him harder, trying to meet his eyes so she can dig in his brain for whatever his greatest fear or whatever the hell she'd said was, he finds at least the renewed strength to struggle, kneeing her in the kidneys.
Maybe it won't do shit, but he'll be damned if he's gonna make being someone's dinner enjoyable. "Get off, bitch."
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Date: 2014-01-08 03:29 am (UTC)He hurled her, and she flew across the alley, her back slamming hard enough into the bricks that he heard a few of them crack. She landed on her knees, panting, but certainly wasn't down for the count.
When he went for her, she was unsurprisingly all fingernails and gnashing teeth, though her strength spoke of years beyond what he normally came across in Darrow. "You might as well accept it," he said to her, his hand closing around her throat, pinning her to the wall. She opened a wound on his cheek, cool blood sliding down over his chin, though he hardly noticed. "You picked the wrong alley, tonight."
From his coat, he pulled a rather wicked machete, one he'd borrowed from Mike during a hunt the other day and simply hadn't returned. He took a step back, releasing his hold on her, but when she came at him, he made quick work of lopping off her head.
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Date: 2014-01-16 01:43 am (UTC)Lafayette has seen a lot of fucked up shit in the last couple years. His dead boyfriend with his mouth sewed shut, for starters, and Tara with her head blown in for finishers. And yeah, maybe he's jaded as fuck because of it. But not jaded enough, apparently, to not scream like a little fucking girl when someone beheads a monster bitch right in front of him Somewhat, Lafayette figures, looking at the damage done. Beheading people ain't as easy as they make it look like in movies. It takes muscle and leverage behind the blade. One sweep with a machete either means blond guy is lucky as fuck ... or he ain't fully human.
"Oh, Jesus fucking Christ," he reiterates himself, finally relaxing from where he'd plastered himself bodily to the rough brick behind him. He lifts a hand to wipe at a spatter on his cheek, not worrying too much whether it's his spit, or her gore.
"Serves you the fuck right." Pressing off of the safety of the wall, Lafayette gives the head a kick down the alley. It's not as satisfying as he'd hoped, but still ... satisfying enough to have been worth it. Provided he isn't out of the frying pan and into the fucking fire right now.
"Who the fuck are you and is you just here 'cause she owe you money?"
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Date: 2014-01-19 06:57 pm (UTC)Spike couldn't help but smile a bit, as the head went bouncing down the alley. He'd have done it, himself, but he was too busy mourning the body's lack of exploding into dust. He hated these ones that left a corpse lying around.
"I certainly wouldn't be fool enough to loan that cow a penny," Spike said, wiping the blade on the leg of his jeans and then slipping the machete into his jacket. "The name's Spike," he said, fishing a cigarette from his pocket.
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Date: 2014-01-23 07:01 pm (UTC)"Lafayette," he offers, a little stuttered, as he watches the guy go for a cig. He'd have figured he would be way the fuck too jaded to give a shit about any of this anymore. Apparently, not jaded quite enough. He folded his arms over his chest, bouncing slightly in the cold alleyway.
What the fuck kind of name is 'Spike,' though.
"So ... I a black transvestite. What the fuck is you?"
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Date: 2014-01-28 05:31 am (UTC)Letting out a low rumble of laughter that the man's introduction, Spike said, "Helper of the helpless, champion for good, vampire with a soul, blah... blah... blah," his cigarette bobbing between his lips as he spoke.
"Might I suggest avoiding dark alleys at night, pet. Unless you're in the mood to let some hungry monster have taste."