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Post by Pain Von Vanity on Oct 31, 2012 4:29:50 GMT 1
It was Pain's night off thank god. He needed a night to himself, he wanted to be abit of a tease tonight. He wore tight, leather pants and a leather vest that only came to his ribs and nothing was underneath the vest. His midriff and all tattoos were seen, even his leather pants hung alittle low, showing off the hip tattoos he had gotten.
Already he had found a guy he wanted to dance with, grinding against the very large guy who had a army buzz hair cut and was ripped like Rambo. He just bumped and grind against the guy, not having a care in the world to what his actions might say.
He did finally slip away from the man and headed to the bar, ordering a shot of Vodka and drown the liquor like it was nothing. He started to talk with the bar tender, laughing and flirted alittle till he ordered another one and looked to his right and saw none other than Andre.
Hey Andre! He said and plopped down in the seat beside of him and wrapped a arm around the hunter and kissed his cheek much like he always did when he greeted the usually stick in the mud.
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Post by Andre Ashwood on Oct 31, 2012 4:44:51 GMT 1
Andre had been going to the bar more and more as of late. It wasn't that he needed to drink or even kill time, but he was always there as if making sure a particular dancer stayed out of trouble. He had sat himself down at the bar, having ordered nothing so far as he kept his senses alert. He usually only came for the booze when he was too stressed out but now, now he had a bit of a distraction in his mind. Speaking of which, said distraction had chosen some random guy to dance with for the night and the hunter didn't mind it. He knew he may have to injure the stranger but he always got a kick out of teaching people to keep their mitts to themselves.
He was staring near blankly at the wall as he was trying to piece together what kind of relationship him and Pain actually have when then dancer walked up to him with a drink in hand. His frame visibly stiffened as an arm was thrown around him followed by a kiss to his cheek. He couldn't help to give a mild glare to the dancer as he made to move the arm off of him. "Hello Pain. You should greet me with a less touchy approach next time." His face and voice were like stone but his eyes and the extremely faint blush shows he wasn't mad but mildly awkward about such greetings.Outfit
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Post by Pain Von Vanity on Oct 31, 2012 4:53:08 GMT 1
The response was one that Pain was use to. Usually Andre wasn't all to touchy feely when it came to public places, but when they were by themselves, the hunter usually cut loose alittle. Pain ordered another shot, having four already down and this was his fifth one.
Mmmm I am more of a touchy kind of person but you know that. He said and gave Andre's hair a tug.
Pain was the more outgoing and fun loving while Andre was way more serious and mature. He started to roll the shot glass back and forth before looking to Andre. So how many bite the dust tonight......one...two.....three... He said absentmindedly and giggled some before the alcohol started to kick in. He started to rub his face against Andres neck, purring like a cat.
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Post by Andre Ashwood on Oct 31, 2012 5:03:43 GMT 1
Andre was beginning to think this was a night off for Pain as the dancer was clearly intoxicated already as he spoke. He couldn't help to give a glare at his hair being tugged on, his face still very much like a stone statue. There were few people in the bar that watched while sweating bullets, afraid that Andre would go off his rocker and get violent like he usually did when people touched him. But tonight like any other with Pain he merely glared and nothing more.
A sharp brow picked up at Pain's random muttering and counting, but what the dancer did next really made him uneasy. The man was nuzzling his neck and even going as far as to pur like a cat. It was nearly cute to Andre and his stony expression looked near ready to crack but he kept it up as he gave the dancer a nudge to stop. "Stop it, you're worse than my actual cat with that." His own cat Candide was an over affectionate furball, but the cat was far easier for Andre to manage than the dancer currently all over him.
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Post by Pain Von Vanity on Oct 31, 2012 5:12:11 GMT 1
The stony expression looking ready to crack didn't go unnoticed by him and it made him feel victorious inside that he could get the usually emotionless hunter to almost or even smile for him. It seem that only he could get some kind of reaction out of Andre and that itself was like winning the gold medal.
He continued to purr like a cat, rubbing his nose and cheek against Andre's neck before the man nudged him to stop. He merely gave his neck a teasing lick before pulling away, drowning another shot of vodka.
Pain was the more outgoing and fun loving while Andre was way more serious and mature. He started to roll the shot glass back and forth before looking to Andre. So how many bite the dust tonight......one...two.....three... He said absentmindedly and giggled some before the alcohol started to kick in.Mr. Kitty doesn't approve! He said.
The Rambo, army dude finally showed up and grabbed Pain by the arm. Where the hell have you been? He demanded. Pain just snorted at the man and yanked his arm away. What are you my dad? Go away. He said and tried to ignore the guy but guess he was having none of that.
He actually gripped Pain by his hair, yanking him out of his seat. Pain yelped and started to hit at the guy once he was pressed against the mans chest.Let me go ass hat! He shouted.
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Post by Andre Ashwood on Oct 31, 2012 5:26:52 GMT 1
Andre really seemed like a statue at Pain being so bold as to lick his neck. He didn't know weather to feel violated for once or just his usual disturbed state with how the dancer was behaving. He rolled his icy eyes at what the other said before the large guy from before walked up. The hunter didn't like the tone in the guy's voice, his eyes focusing into a glare at the man. He watched the stranger grab for Pain but was shaken off st first. When the man went as far as to grabbing pain by his hair, Andre snapped. He was out of his seat like s blur before one of his hands wound their way around the stranger's throat. The man wasn't even given time to react as Andre grabbed the arm holding Pain in place and pulled it off the dancer. The sound of a wrist bone breaking was clearly heard before the hunter pinned the massive stranger to the floor. He had let go of the guy but was now holding him down to the ground by pressing his boot into his throat. He had s look that could kill on his face as he sounded to hiss his words out. "Touch him like that again and I will show you just how many ways I can torture you, understand?" Andre didn't care that the bar had gone silent at his actions but he hated when people tried to push Pain around like that.
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Post by Pain Von Vanity on Oct 31, 2012 5:40:55 GMT 1
God hair pulling hurt like a bitch! His scalp hurt and finally he was out of the guys arms and watched as Andre had the guy on the ground now. It still amazed him that someone as skinny as Andre could inflict that amount of damage.
The Rambo ripped guy just choked out a word before nodding. Pain quickly grabbed Andre and pulled him off the guy. Once Andre's boot was off the mans neck, the guy just grasped his sore throat and left the bar.
The whole place just stopped for a moment, staring at the two before going back to what they were doing. Pain sigh softly, waking up now from his drunken state.
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Post by Andre Ashwood on Oct 31, 2012 5:57:31 GMT 1
Andre was about to start applying more pressure to the man's throat even after seeing the nod but was removed from the other before he had a chance to. He blinked in a mild state of confusion before watching the stranger leave the bar. His eyes looked around at everyone else and watched them stare back for a moment before going back to what they were doing before. They should honestly be used to him and his threats at this point, the shock of it shouldn't be such a big deal. He looked over at Pain when he heard the sigh. His eyes softened some but not by much as he spoke in a flat voice. "you should try to keep better company when you're drinking. I'd like to go one night without saving you." He moved to sit back at the bar, his behavior as if nothing had happened in the slightest.
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Post by Pain Von Vanity on Oct 31, 2012 6:20:09 GMT 1
He couldn't help but to look alittle upset with that Andre had said. Was he that much of a burden on the hunter? People around them glanced over to see if a scene was going to play out right before their eyes. He sigh and just turned around. Sorry to bother you so much.... He said.
He then just walked away, not even looking back. Another man had gotten up once Pain walked by him, the man looked at Andre, giving the hunter a toothy grin and two sharp fangs could clearly be seen and the man disappeared into the crowd.
Pain didn't even noticed as he pulled on a coat that he had brought and walked outside, ignoring the wind that shrieked and he looked up at the moon as it was covered by dark clouds, only letting out alittle bit of its light.
Before Pain even knew what had hit him, he suddenly felt arms around him and a hand go over his mouth. It was all a blur, but when he woke up he found he was in some abandoned building with his wrist bound and tape over his mouth. His legs were almost bound and he was laying on a cold, cement ground. His eyes were filled with shock, horror and even tears. The vampire looked to be in his middle ages and simply walked over to his catch for the night and gripped Pain's chin, forcing the dancer to look up at him.
What are you to that hunter.....I have never seen him act that way towards someone before.... He said.
Pain didn't understand what this man was talking about and only felt tears flood his bright blue eyes. The vampire merely let Pain's head fall forward and actually smacked the human across the face, making Pain hit the ground and hard. He felt the side of his face already starting to bruise, praying for a concussion would allow him to not experience whatever this vampire had in mind.
The vampire wasn't going to let up though, he picked up a metal bar and started to lightly tap his palm with the end and gleamed down at the helpless human that was before him. He brought the bar down across Pain's back, making the human cry out through the tape and just lay there, whimpering and just wanted to die now.
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Post by Andre Ashwood on Oct 31, 2012 6:36:18 GMT 1
Andre didn't mean for his comment to come off as harsh but his lack of emotion in his voice always seemed to ruin that. He wasn't surprised that Pain had stepped out upset, more than likely heading home now. The hunt felt he should give him a minute or two before being the silent guardian he had become to the dancer before he locked eyes with someone. His icy blues narrowed at the flash of fangs in his direction, the owner of them disappearing back into the crowd. Andre could tell this vampire was up to no good and made his own way outside. He had Pain in his sights and was going to walk up to him when the dancer was grabbed in a blur. Andre couldn't help to growl as one of his hands curled up into a fist. He started to run the the direction of his cousins' shop, nearly breaking the door open. Dahlia had not been happy about it but made no sound about it as she saw the wild look in the hunter's eyes. Andre requested that she pinpoint the location of Pain as fast as possible. The witch did as told but not without struggle. She did ended up locating pain but her expression was grim as she knew what was going on with the dancer. Andre could feel his blood boil as he was about to take off but not before dahlia gave him light charged bullets.
He moved as fast as he could to the abandoned building his cousin had spoken of, his mind solely focused on getting Pain out of the clutches of the vamp. He swore he had seen the vampire before but currently couldn't recall it as he kicked in the front door. He had his maverick out at the moment and a look to kill on his face as he took aim at the vampire.
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Post by Pain Von Vanity on Oct 31, 2012 6:47:58 GMT 1
The vampire had brought it down on Pain again, this time though hitting him in the head and this did knock Pain out. Before the vampire had a chance to do this again, the door was knocked down. The vampire stopped and smirked when he saw it was none other than Andre.
Didn't think you were going to come for the little human.....I don't understand why someone like you would ever care for a lowly being like this one..... The vampire said.
Pain did regain some cousious, but he was bleeding badly and ached all over. His blue eyes were hazed over as he looked to the vampire then to whoever it was that was here. He tried to make out and caught a second glimpse of Andre who was the one who had come to his rescue.
The vampire disappeared and reappeared behind Pain and yanked the human by his hair. Tell me...what is about this filthy creature you find appealing? He asked. Pain just opened his eyes, looking to Andre with the most pitiful and sad look that he could muster. Tears ran down his face, but not from the pain but the vampires words struck a cord in the dancer.
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Post by Andre Ashwood on Oct 31, 2012 6:56:54 GMT 1
Andre almost looked inhuman himself as the vampire spoke up. His expression twisted into one of pure rage as he aimed the gun for the vsmpire's heart. The hunter ground his teeth as he heard the rest of the vamp's words. He was about to fire but stopped as monster pulled Pain by his hair. At the sight of such a broken expression, Andre saw only red and moved in a blur of his own. He had used his body to knock the vampire off of Pain, the monster being slammed right into the wall. Andre pulled a stake out of his boot and stabbed it into the palm of the vampire. He took out random blades and used them to pin the vampire to the wall, twisting the one he had stuck just above the heart. "You are the fucking filthy creature! I expect to hear you scream for fucking mercy by the end of this you piece of shit!" There was no calmness or dead state to him, his rage that went back all the way to his childhood was released and it was all aimed at the vampire.andre fired countless rounds into the vampire, each shot having been deadly but as a supernatural it would just be pure torture until the misery ended.
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Post by Pain Von Vanity on Oct 31, 2012 7:02:43 GMT 1
When the vampire was knocked away from him, he merely fell to the side and felt tears run down his face. He could hear the sounds of gun fire and turned to watch as Andre did a inhuman act. He watched for a moment, not really wanting to see such a sight and moved his head around some to get the tape loose around his mouth.
Stop.... He whispered softly and just gave Andre this begging look and tried to get closer but only fell over as the vampire finally died.
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Post by Andre Ashwood on Oct 31, 2012 7:12:37 GMT 1
Andre had fired one last round directly into the vsmpire's chest before hearing the faint voice of Pain tell him to stop. The vampire was dead at this point, making Andre take a step back. Out of deeply ingrained training, he made quick work of taking his blades back and putting them away. He could see the blood on his hands as he out his gun away, but slowly the stony expression was starting to come back. He felt hallow now after having Pain see him do what he hactually did for a living right in front of him. He turned to look at the dancer, his expression dead but his eyes looking as if saying sorry over and over agin to the dancer. He carefully moved to get the rest of the tape off along with the rest of the bindings before picking Pain up in a gentle manner. "I'm sorry you had to see that..." His voice shook some as it was hushed in tone. He made his way out of the building and to his home. His aunt had left that morning to go meet with the rest of the ashwoods back st the estate, leaving the hunter to himself. He unlocked the door with little effort before making his way up stairs. He gwntly placed pain on his neatly made bed before pulling the first aid kit out from under said bed. "I need to see how much damage that bastard did to you." His words had a slight edge to them as he pulled out a rag and began to clear the blood away from the wounds he could see so far.
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Post by Pain Von Vanity on Oct 31, 2012 7:21:20 GMT 1
Pain knew that Andre was a hunter, but he never thought that the man would fire over and over again into a target the way he did. He looked to Andre when the hunter stopped firing his guns and put away his blades. The vampire was dead, he'd been dead for some time now actually and Pain winched when he was picked up.
He weakly attempted to push Andre away since he didn't want to burden the hunter, but he just laid his bloodied head on Andre's chest and closed his eyes. When he finally woke up, he was laying on a bed now and blinked his blue eyes at the question, feeling more tears run down his face. Memories started to flood back to him now of what the vampire said about him.
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