The Death of me

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It had been days. A series of a set of 24 hours had passed and she still couldn't find it. The landmarks she sought; the building that bode familiar and time was ticking away. how much longer would she last? She was racing and yet the finish line was yet to be near. The snow crunched, her skin bumped and chilled to the touch. the jacket on her shoulders did nothing for her.

She slumped over to her knees for a moment as her stomach growled. This wasn't good. Her body shivered and she knew her body needed sleep soon. Her mission was taking longer than she hoped and further yet, she needed to get home still. The mission couldn't fail- but she had to. Her legs carried her purely on instinct and lack of thinking led her near where she had to be. A letter had been scribbled and sent, but now she still had to do the deed or it was all for nothing.

Today was the day, but the pieces hadn't fallen in place yet....

[Kit Estenial]

Another casualty had been taken by the ravenous hunger of the new Gluttony. A young man this time, mid twenties, with yellow hair and green eyes, slightly tanned skin in stark contrast to the falling snow. Even so, the warmth had left him as the beast known as Kit stood over him, licking up a drop of O positive blood from the corner of his mouth. He couldn't understand why the old him ate packaged blood when THIS tasted so much better. More adrenaline, much warmer, and the hunt and the fight were also entertaining. But as he stepped out of the alleyway, red kimono splattered with darker blood, he saw...a rather fetching young madam. Black, voluptious hair tied in fluff balls and a drop dead gorgeous body. Kit couldn't help but give a shudder, but not because of the snow.

He began to follow her, sandal clad feet crunching snow and his shining gold bell jingling all the way. His hair was pure white, sliken and smooth down his back, ears twitching at every snowflake. By the way she was walking, she looked lost and...tired. Then the tell tale sign of hunger sounded, a deep rumbing in the pit of her stomach made her stop. Kit took this oppurtunity to get closer, offering a hand. But she kept walking, driven by something. This woman was mad.

"Hey!" It wasn't the most...refined greeting, but it was a start. "You look rather lost, madaam, is there something I can help you with? Perhaps some warm clothes or some food?" His eyes, crimson like a scarlet letter on snow, feigned a sort of innocent hospitality. This was a common tactic of his, of any predators. Lure them into a false sense of security.

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Vaguely, sound reached her ears. A voice beckoned loudly to her and yet at the same time was nothing. Strange how something could be there and yet not. However something between an angel and a devil spoke to her.

Eyes found the source, quite unsure of what he had said. Drachma had been where she was born, but the land was not kind to her. Blood pulsed with adrenaline in a desperate attempt to remain alive. Blood would be spilled down on the ground before her. Gorgeous swirls that would dust the snow. Tatyana had never killed before.. in fact she'd never laid her hand on a person without their consent. Her eyes closed and she opened them again to see red eyes staring into her, beckoning a vague familiarity. Who- was this man? She was almost certain she knew him from somewhere...

Her hand reached up and took his, but with hesitance. Food was good. "Even being lost, there is no way for you to help unless you no where I can find who I'm looking for." Her stomach growled again hungrily. It demanded food. She couldn't wait... she had to keep her eyes peeled for the person.. that person she needed to find. Her green emeralds rested with strain and worry upon his red. Something in her wiggled uncomfortably and blood flowed in her ears hotly. Strange.. she wondered to herself. Why was this man making her feel like a chased animal, but at the same time called sweetly, inviting.... Tatyana got up and stepped closer to him, curious, intrigued...

[Kit Estenial]

She'd taken the hand and therefore the bait. She spoke again then her stomach growled again. She didn't really have a choice, she could either come with him for a bite or freeze out here in hunger. She looked rather perplexed in her emerald eyes as they exchanged gazes, like she was trying to read him. Unfortunately, his book had many locks. She seemed almost transfixed by him, ears glowing red, as she stood, putting herself closer to him than any of his targets ever dared on their own. He had barely laid on the charm, but it didn't seem to be necessary; it was as if she already knew. Once she got close, Kit wrapped a hand around her waist. Her body was freezing, his body automatically heating against her as he began to walk. The palace SHOULD be empty, Aurelius and Nyx were off somewhere and left Kit to care for the house.

Kit's ears were twitching wildly as the snow began to fall harder, wind whipping around them. Kit began to run, Tatyana hopefully was keeping up with him as he reached the palace and shoved open the enormous doors. "I was GOING to just take you to the small cafe nearby, miss, but I had forgotten about today's blizzard. You'd probably be better off here. If you tell me who it is you're looking for, I may be able to help further. There are blankets on the couch there and food is in the kitchen there." He pointed to the points described, then looked to her, smiling. She was covered in slush, much like him. He chuckled devilishly, a knuckle in between teeth as he peered over her. "You look delectable in snow, like a popsicle." Kit's hunger was slowly starting to return and all he could think about was licking her like said fruity dessert.

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The wind whipped around her. Her body was tugged close to the man she felt safe with. She wasn't sure completely what was going on, but she followed. Instinctively, she was tugged to follow the man. Her eyes squinted through the snow as white swished and flew all around her. This was insanity to her. "I was GOING to just take you to the small cafe nearby, miss, but I had forgotten about today's blizzard. You'd probably be better off here. If you tell me who it is you're looking for, I may be able to help further. There are blankets on the couch there and food is in the kitchen there." He had said.. but to what point? why was he going out of the way to help some unknown woman he had just met? Why was he so.. attractive? In fact the way his eyes lured was almost like a predator. Was he going to eat her?

"You look delectable in snow, like a popsicle." Something bode familiar again, as if the words had been heard before. His finger was in his mouth and his eyes.. how they seemed to almost undress her. Tatyana was so hungry, she could barely think of a reasonable response. "I need.. to find a girl." She muttered before placing a hand to her head. God it hurt to think. Maybe she should just stop trying? "But first do you have any water? I'm thirsty.." She hadn't intended to seem demanding or unappreciative, but some problems needed fixed before anything else. Snow fell off of he like dust, as if she were a cloud.

[Kit Estenial]

She looked exhausted...Kit needed for her to rest. Usually he LIKED food that was too tired to move, but this one wasn't JUST going to be food, he thought. She'd need her strength....oh, god would she need it. He took her hand and led her to the small, velvet cushioned couch. She had asked for water and so he went to get some. With a few brisk steps to the kitchen, Kit brought back a glass of water, no ice. The girl looked cold enough, he didn't want to chill her to death. He even was considerate enough to put a blanket over her as he walked back, handing over the water to her with a small, seductive smile. He then went to the nearby chair. "A girl is a bit non-descript, I know too many women to count. Perhaps being a little more descriptive could help...oh my, you look frozen over there."

And like that he was up again, but then came to rest on the couch beside her. He'd attempt to wrap her in his arms, giving off that primal heat his body would output when he got in this mood. His eyes glowed with want, as did his tail as it whipped around behind him. His hair framed his face perfectly, pale white on more pale white. He'd see if this girl took to the bait.

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Water, blankets and warmth. It was all so great. The man seemed concerned though, and came to sit beside her. Those fish that were attracted to dancing lights in the deep sea? Tat understood why they fell for it. Even now, as her eyes rested on his face, she could feel herself entranced by his captivating face. He was like snow, beautiful and white, while she looked like soot. Her messy black hair, slightly darker skin and green eyes worked together to make her something so less attractive than the albino before her. That face that was so familiar and simply beckoning. She was simply prey, but didn't know, not yet. That's when it hit her. As she stared into his eyes; like a hypnotized victim, she saw them. The ears. That was what made her remember. It was almost impulsive that she reached up and gripped his ears.

It wasn't a rough action. Her thumb rolled over them, passing by in a gentle massage. The rest of her fingers pushed in at the bottoms and lightened as she reached the tips, not wanting to pull them roughly. It was him. The velvet felt so familiar to her skin.. pleasant almost. She knew him damn well and to find herself in such a fashion was odd. Then she pulled away and looked at him apologetically. "S-sorry." Her voice was a stutter from either cold or shock that she'd actually done it. Green eyes couldn't leave the red; a small blush turning up in her cheeks. What did he feel.. think, even? This wasn't the same him that treated her as a kid. Though it should be slightly alarming he was alone with her and she was just a stranger. "How do you know I'm not here to kill you?" She wondered aloud, voice a distant thought. It was weird, as if she could barely think.

[Kit Estenial]

Kit felt....slightly aroused by the woman's actions. The massage on his ear, the pull, the pressure felt absolutely delectable and this girl's expression was completely captivating. That look of complete...utter attraction, hypnotization, helplessness...Kit THRIVED on it almost as much as blood. But it was his ears that had brought her in? He had to admit, they could be sickeningly cute the way they twitched about, but she could've sworn he had her at a grin and simple hello. But the ears sealed the deal. Did she have a thing for cats or something, he wondered? Oh, it didn't matter, she was eating out of the palm of his hand as he let out a small, pleasured sigh with her actions, before she pulled back.

She looked sorry for what she'd done, and then voiced what her face had already said. He smiled a bit, seductively sweet with a fang slipping over his lip. He took her wrist and placed one of her hands back to his twittering ear, biting into his lower lip some. "Don't be, my dear, if you wish to pet them, do so. If you wish to do other things, feel free as well. Just a bit of Estenial hospitality~" Then she brought to mind a very plausible question. "How do you know I'm not here to kill you?" Kit chuckled in the sound of a low, rolling purr in his throat, fingertips dragging up her thigh with a cunning smile. "Well...a number of reasons. Finding you out in the cold? Waiting for ME to just come along? Implausible. And by the blush on your face and the rapid heartbeat, I don't think it'd be in you to kill me, my dear~" He only smiled, ear twitching in her hand as his tail calmed down a bit and curled around her hips. He had her. Indefinitely.

[Guest]

His hands wrapped around one of hers and placed them right upon his ears again. She had no problem with massaging his ears, but she knew how it made him feel. Such a stranger concept was that he was okay with a girl he barely knew doing something like that, but as she knew who he was, she knew somewhat more about the man than most people ever would. In fact, his very future, she held in the palm of her hands. Would the future change with her here, hardly. It was another loop. It started here and would eventually end with her going home as planned. Her lips pulled into a cruel smirk. "Well...a number of reasons. Finding you out in the cold? Waiting for ME to just come along? Implausible. And by the blush on your face and the rapid heartbeat, I don't think it'd be in you to kill me, my dear~"

So he said. Yet, she couldn't help but admit he was right. She couldn't harm him, in fact she never would. However, toying with him and teasing him was different. Gluttony had an insatiable hunger and what would happen if she waved something tasty he couldn't touch, maybe play his game even and show, she wasn't just any girl who was nearly dying when he found her. His quirks slowly refilled her memory; blurs washed away and nights curled up against him in bed were returning. His breath on the back of her neck, a teddy bear in her arms. How strange he might know, though if he figured that part out.

Her body moved, a leg pressed on his lap and soon she straddled him. Green emeralds bore straight into his soul, her own playful gleam to them. It was a spontaneous decision, but she leaned in, as if about to kiss him, her lips lingering only a breath away. She could feel him breathe: see his lust-laden eyes. Oh that predator of hers. She rubbed his ears a bit more roughly and moved as if she were to finally kiss him, but instead cheek touched cheek. "So comfortable with a complete stranger, are we, Es-Ten-i-al-sama?" With a gentle sway, her lips pressed to the flesh of his neck. Why speak in Aerugese? The answer was simple. Tat knew how much Kit adored the culture, even his current outfit reminisced from it.

"You don't even know my name, nor I yours~" She pulled away, but her lap continued to straddle his. Of course the statement was a lie, because she knew his, but it was only a tad white. White against black, red versus green; in comparison they were complete opposites. Her was a being of human and he was a wolf in sheep's clothing with red staining his hands. "Naughty, naughty." Yet, she winked and completely dismissed it. She had just been lucky he hadn't literally pounce her. According to records, it was only more recent that he'd become Gluttony. Though what would that bring in her loop.

Again she whispered on her breath, this time knowing he could hear her despite her ear massages. "As tempting as you are, I'm waiting for a certain someone and I doubt he'd be happy if I slept with another."

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