The vampyre and the prostitute
вяαiηpoωeя Door's wide, letting in the cool night air, Rose pulled the lace shrug closer as she poured wine from the crystal decanter. Her eyes focused. /Find a woman named Eve./ Runes voice, so full of worry for her rang out in her mind. Bringing the glass to ruby lips she took a long sip. /Eve.../ the name weighed heavily on her mind. She had no clue where to even start. It wasn't like she could walk around saying she could read people's minds and needed to find a woman named Eve. Anger flared in her, the glass flying across the room crashing into the wall. Her finger's brought up to run through her hair as she paced from one side of the bed to the other. A candle lit next to the decanter, "Where is he..." she mumbled.
♕ψyтcнĸιng. The light of the candle she had lit dimmed just slightly, as though someone had put a mesh covering over its flame. Kit cleaved from the shadows, pulling his limbs from the Void and forming fully in her chambers. The candle flared back to life, Turning a muted smile, he waved one clawed hand and repaired the glass. It floated to him. "Now," he purred, easing forward, the shadows of the room restless due to his control over the Aether Veil guarding the spirit realm. "How is it that you knew to contact me? Psych-users are rare in the underdeveloped world. And rarer still are the ones who can contact their superiors." He sent a flare across his eyes, curious and dominant in its luster.
вяαiηpoωeя His voice startled her, causing her to jump and turn to face him. "You scared me." she whispered crossing the room behind him to push the outer doors shut. Slipping the lock into place, she paused at his question. Turning her head, "I dont know." she whispered. "I just... felt you." she turned her eyes up to him. "I dont know how to explain it." a slight shrug she pulled the lace around her tighter. Dominance was something she saw daily, but his seemed... more frightening. "Psych-users." she blinked. "I want to know if it's possible to get rid of it." she blurted out. "Rune told me, about those of Wynterworld, what would happen to me if they found out I could do it. I dont want that. He told me to seek out Eve."
♕ψyтcнĸιng. Struck, Kit stared at her. He kept quiet for a long moment, contemplating what her knowledge meant. The name 'Eve,' something he had been hearing a lot lately, cemented everything. "I am of Wynterworld, Rose. We're not... all bad. Talking through the mind can be a beautiful thing. Rune and Daimon have that. Regardless of how they met. It's not ideal. But... they have it. I am not a person you should fear. If I may, with your permission, I would like to show you something."
вяαiηpoωeя "You're not all good either." she murmured gently watching him. "I dont." she looked over Kit. "I should, but I dont." she watched him for a long moment. She slipped up onto her bed crossing her ankles. Reading him for a moment, she felt for his emotions before nodding a bit. "Will it hurt?"
♕ψyтcнĸιng. Kit had his shields up, coating his outer barriers like steel. "No," he purred. "I'm not. And I'm glad you don't." Softly he nodded. "Yes. It will hurt. But you need to understand something. I won't damage you in any way permanent. Only childs play."
вяαiηpoωeя Pulling her legs up underneath her, Rose nodded a bit. Staring up at him, wide eyed, much like a child. Wait... was she agreeing to /letting/ this man hurt her?! What the fuck was wrong with her. She took a deep breath watching him, "Childs play?" questioned lowly.
♕ψyтcнĸιng. Kit crossed the room, coming to the foot of her bed, his blood oranges locked on her lilac skies. With a flick of mental power, like the sort two fingers could do, he shattered her first wall. Her feelings spilled over him--a myriad of colors seen only behind the Ether Veil. "What if I wanted you to hate me?" Kit, all without moving a muscle, zeroed in on the red--her anger--and focused its energy. The color swelled, engulfing green envy and blue serenity. "Fear me?" The yellow next billowing until it consumed most others. Turning an oily, fanged smile, he observed. "Love me?" The smile fell. He took the pink energy, and fed it. She needed to understand. "All this. And I haven't even touched your second barrier."
вяαiηpoωeя As soon as the barrier fell, her finger's tangled into her hair. As if it would protect her, as if her hands would somehow block him out. Her eyes clutched tightly, her pain turned to anger. Her eyes turned up to him. It showed, then fear Overwhelmed, Rose bit down on her lip as he moved to the next emotion. "K-Kit." she managed, her voice somewhere between the love he was feeding, and the pain she was feeling. Nothing, Nothing had ever felt like this, she felt helpless. Absolutely helpless. Lowing her head to her knee's she rocked slightly, her mind fighting against his. She wanted him out, she hated this feeling. Pushing. "Stop." her voice was a little stronger this time. "Now."
♕ψyтcнĸιng. Kit released his grasp on her feelings, allowing them to stabilize to mirror her true internal self. "We're not done." Like a child hurtling a rock at a window, Kit's mind reached into her and blew apart her secondary barrier. This, she would feel as a lancing pain through her skull. /How does it feel?/ he asked into her mind. Stepping to the right, he continued, his presence gripping the strings of her consciousness. Without touching her, he raised her right hand. Her left. Made her lie down.
вяαiηpoωeя His hold was tight. It wasnt anything she had ever experienced, Slowly her eyes turned up to meet Kits. "What does this prov-" her words were cut short but a shot of pain. Deeper, actual pain. A scream left her lips leaving her gasping in pain her skull felt like it was going to cave in. Slowly her eyes opened as her body moved without her consent. Eyes slowly lifting up to him, as her self hit the sheets. Her chest heaving with each breath.
♕ψyтcнĸιng. Kit sat down beside her, the mattress giving slightly under his weight. /What you feel is your second barrier. I will not breach your third. These base barriers are weakest, guarding our actions, thoughts, and feelings./ He gradually released his on her like a snake uncoiling from around her brain. "Lie still." Carefully, he stitched her barriers back together, patching them up. His breaks had been concentrated to specific spots. Kind, if one could call it that. "You'll have a bit of a headache for a day or so I'm afraid. I'd like to apologize for that experience. I'm sure it was difficult. I want to offer to teach you psychic defense. Should you master that I will teach you offense as well. If you're interested."
вяαiηpoωeя Slowly, she could feel him, slipping from her mind. Eyes watered and shut, the pounding of her head lulling softly into a dull roar as he stitched the segments back together. Looking up at him, she adjusted slowly. "What?" she whispered, confused, and relieved that he hadn't gone farther. "What would you want in return?" she murmured gently. Bringing her hand up to rub between her eyes. "I dont have much."
♕ψyтcнĸιng. "Your allegiance," he stated, conjuring a glass of wine into his left hand, tipped with elegant, pointed claws. Thoughtfully, he swirled the liquid in his glass. "You said at the start of our little interlude that you're looking for Eve. So am I. "
вяαiηpoωeя Eyes traced his features, "..." her tongue darted out to moisten her lips. "And what of those others, what if they find out about me?" she questioned. "Before I ever finish training. They'll kill me."
♕ψyтcнĸιng. "Rune holds tremendous sway with Daimon. Even if he finds out, he won't be the one to do it. It's far more likely his master will come calling. And, though it churns my stomach to admit, even I can't defeat him. He'll convert or kill you. Yes."
вяαiηpoωeя "Fan-fucking-tastic..." Rose scoffed. Covering her eyes she took a deep breath, "I... Would love for you to help me Kit." she admitted after a long moment of silence. "But only, only if you promise me. That if something were to happen. If his master were to come. You would end me, before he has the chance."
♕ψyтcнĸιng. Momentarily silent, Kit eyed her closely, the condition not entirely surprising, but more sentimental than he initially expected it to impact him as. "You trust me that much?" he asked, directing his attention back to his wine.
вяαiηpoωeя "You said you were good." Rose replied. "If you are good, then you will do the good thing. If you are not. Then I have been fucked from the second I met you." Her hand reached out to touch his. "Please. I dont want... I dont want to be used to hurt people kit."
♕ψyтcнĸιng. Her touch drew his eyes. She was a very interesting individual indeed. Most would willingly agree to anything to save their skin. He stared, expression non indicative of emotion. Mine."Oh very well," he agreed flippantly. "I accept your stipulation."
вяαiηpoωeя "Thank you." Rose whispered gently dropping her hand to her stomach. "When do we start?" she questioned, reaching above her to grab a pillow and pulling it under her head. Gasping in pain as the sudden movement made her head pound harder.