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paradisalost2007-06-04 04:23 am
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Fangs Ruin Any Cute Pout [Raki and Drusilla Thread]
Who: Raki (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rakikid) and Drusilla (druspeak)
What: Raki: he's what's for dinner.
When: Tonightish?
Where: First floor?
Rating: PG-13 for bloodsucking and Dru being creepy
The stars told her very clearly: a wicked place. She liked the people, oh yeah, definitely liked them all lined up in rows for slaughter. But this place would draw them back like flies to a venus. It toyed with them all, even her. She was aware, but any tiny curls of knowledge she pulled from tea leaves rotted away into nothing soon enough. Naughty. It annoyed her. No family, none of her kind, such a tiny, little world to contain her. And William was such a stubborn boy.
Drusilla looked up from carefully keeping her white gown above the cracks in the floor. A boy was there. Dru liked little boys, and a smile crawled down from the moon and slid to her face. Perhaps there were things to like about this castle. She could be a princess. Grr, and no naughty shocks this time.
"Hello," she called politely, swaying with faerie song only she could hear, "are you lost?"
[OOC: I hope this okay. &hearts Please let me know if it's not.]
rakikid) and Drusilla (druspeak)What: Raki: he's what's for dinner.
When: Tonightish?
Where: First floor?
Rating: PG-13 for bloodsucking and Dru being creepy
The stars told her very clearly: a wicked place. She liked the people, oh yeah, definitely liked them all lined up in rows for slaughter. But this place would draw them back like flies to a venus. It toyed with them all, even her. She was aware, but any tiny curls of knowledge she pulled from tea leaves rotted away into nothing soon enough. Naughty. It annoyed her. No family, none of her kind, such a tiny, little world to contain her. And William was such a stubborn boy.
Drusilla looked up from carefully keeping her white gown above the cracks in the floor. A boy was there. Dru liked little boys, and a smile crawled down from the moon and slid to her face. Perhaps there were things to like about this castle. She could be a princess. Grr, and no naughty shocks this time.
"Hello," she called politely, swaying with faerie song only she could hear, "are you lost?"
[OOC: I hope this okay. &hearts Please let me know if it's not.]