paris ♔ tried to save myself but myself keeps slipping away

[necessaryevil]

♬ Facade (reprise) - Jekyll & Hyde

WHO || Faith Lehane, Max Rast, Lissa Dragomir, Helen Magnus
WHAT || The Knights investigate a string of vampire attacks in France
WHERE ||Paris, France
WHEN || April 11th, 2015 [backdated].
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread.

One vampire attack is cause for worry enough, but when bodies are found with telltale puncture wounds and heavy loss of blood become a recurring nightmare across any city, alarm bells are raised.  Such is the case recently in Paris, where Wynn suspects that either a careless clan has moved in, or some lone vamps are stirring up trouble.  With the locations of the bodies marked out in the eight block radius where the deaths have been occurring, the team arrives in the late evening, staring at the rows of apartment blocks, small businesses, and pubs that comprise this section of town.

Comments

[daredtobelieve]

Young, yes. But brave, and more than that, headstrong. [She pushes against the mattress, moving a bit to try to start getting up, even with him all perched at her bedside.]

I'm not certain why it is that I trust you as much as I do. [She's not changing her mind at all, just marveling at the fact that she's doing this after knowing him for a whole hour or something.]

[roux]

[ he gently catches her hand in his as she goes to move from the bed with a 31 reflex save. ] ... It seems I could say the same. [ he holds her gaze intently for a long moment, and then plants a kiss on the back of it, his lips cool. ] But there is something to be said for instinct, is there not?

[daredtobelieve]

[She stops moving as soon as he takes her hand, watching him with something like awe as he kisses the back of her hand. A small shiver runs along the length of her spine. A product of the chill from his touch? Perhaps, but wonders if it's maybe more to do with the way he looks at her.]

Yes, I would agree. There are some things that you just seem to ...know. [She breathes the last word out with a light laugh and a shakes of her head.]

[roux]

[ his thumb moves to caress the back of her hand as well, as his eyes curve into a slight smile of their own, but he doesn't look away. ] Then I shall await your return to me, Helen. [ his gaze finally slips from hers, only to travel slowly down the still exposed half of her throat. ] Eagerly.

[daredtobelieve]

[Her breath hitches, seeing his gaze shift and knowing just what he's so eager for. It's interesting, this reaction she's having. She knows she shouldn't find their arrangement intriguing in the slightest. Perhaps it's nice to be needed, desired without anyone or anything else involved. And perhaps it's a relief to be given the chance to step away from responsibilities that she's carried for decade after decade.]

You know, I'm never going to get out of bed if you keep looking at me like that. [Traiterous mouth that let those words slip. She hadn't meant to say them. Pink colors her cheeks, but she doesn't duck her head in embarrassment this time. She watches him, almost a challenge that she doesn't want to back down from.]

[roux]

[ while her cheeks might be blossoming with color, her words stir a reaction of his own: inciting a crimson glow to smolder in the dark of his eyes. ] A most inviting possibility. [ his hand draws her closer as he stretches fluidly over her, eyes training now onto her lips, so near to him now, and remaining there as he speaks, his tone no less intimate as he says: ] Your friend will wonder how your wounds have come to be tended to. You may find it wise to suggest an old acquaintance lived nearby, and dressed them for you after your encounter with the vampiress. If she will not leave you to stay, then go, rather than stir her suspicions.

Return, when you are free of her. And then the time will be ours to explore every possibility that we choose. [ he drops her hand, so that he may reach out and hook a lock of hair delicately behind her ear, and then drag the back of a knuckle along the bare skin of her neck ]

[daredtobelieve]

[She moves without hesitation, finding the two of them much closer, his eyes cast downward, watching her lips. She feels warm, her skin buzzing with anticipation of what might happen next. She's never been quite so reckless. She's never felt quite so alive.]

Should I find you here? [If he found any cause to move from this room, she wouldn't exactly have a way to find him. She has a feeling he might have ways to find her, if the need arose, but maybe she wants to stall a bit longer. Especially when his hands are touching her as they are, causing her eyes to drift briefly closed.]

[roux]

[ dangerous game - jekyll & hyde

He seems to sense her hesitation to go, and when her eyes flutter momentarily shut, he tilts his lips to her neck, brushing them there softly, maintaining that delicacy until he's certain that she doesn't intend to press him away or protest, at which point his mouth traces downward to find her pulse, opening into a rather provactive kiss against her throat. This lasts for a lingering moment, his lips warming from her skin, before he draws away to murmur in her ear: ] I shall leave certain servants to keep watch on this place. Return alone, and they will lead you to me.

[daredtobelieve]

[She can sense the movement, but doesn't expect to feel his lips press so tenderly against her skin. Where there had been a slight shudder to wash over her in response to a kiss to her hand, Helen lets out a quick gasp once he moves to her neck. But she doesn't retreat, doesn't speak a word against his actions. Her heart thuds a quick, steady beat- one she's acutely aware of, as she's certain he is as well.]

I think I could manage that. [She responds, her voice breathy, head swimming from the sensation of his closeness. Each second here causes her to lose a bit more of her sensibilities. Drawing in a shaking breath, she lifts a hand to his shoulder, gently pressing him back, greeting him with an almost apologetic smile as she puts distance between them. She's trying to gather her wits now. (will 22)]

Until then. [Before she falters once more, she shifts to get out of bed, standing and taking a few steps back. Her hand reaches for her neck- the exposed skin where his lips just touched moments before.]

Thank you again, for saving my life. [She just felt like it needed to be said once more before she made her exit. With just a small nod, she moves for the door.]