Post by Azriel on Apr 13, 2008 19:45:11 GMT -5
He was gone into the club quickly, not waiting for her to catch up. He only needed one prompt. He walked with a purpose and danced his way to the back of the club where few people where. He knelt by the window. It looked black but a corner of the dark tint had peeled away and he peeked inside, he beckoned the girl to look too.
Inside, two men were standing, one with two bodyguards, the other alone. One put a briefcase on the table talking and looking like he was sweating with anger. The other man had hard-chiseled features, and his mouth was pressed into a solid line and he eyed the case's contents. Moments later he frowned and dropped the briefcase and the bundles of cash within yelling something at the other man, whose body guards stepped in front of him to protect the man.
By the time Kiram would have looked again Azriel was gone. She would then see him inside the room in wolf form lurking behind the couch there, He shot her a gaze at her that looked serious then he continued watching the exchange when the chiseled man pulled out a gun and pointed it at the other....
It happened all too quickly, Azriel had his fangs in the man with the body guards and the gun went off, a bodyguard fell dead while Azriel relentlessly tore at the the other mans chest and neck, blood splattered on the white half of his face, and he kept tearing. Arteries were slashed and his blood splattered onto one wall. When the man was very dead and severely mutilated by Azriels fangs, he stood half on the body, eyes on the other man as the remaining body guard went to scramble away.
His eyes were wild and Azriel leapt at him, the force of the impact bringing the man crashing into the floor and Azriel's jaws crunching into his face. He paced the room and eyed the chiseled man who began talking to him, Azriel snapped back in reply, teeth bared. What did this look like? Murder, Azriel had killed two men. The man's features shifted to a concrete frown and he pointed to the briefcase yelling. Azriel slept forward and snapped his teeth inches from the man's skin. The man's motives seemed to change and he gestured toward the window, stomping toward and gesturing though it, still ranting about something. And the kicked the now faceless body of one of the guards. And slid down against the wall, looking sad and put his face in his hands.
Azriel glowered and scratched at the briefcase, then walked to the first man his corpse as bloodies as it was, his nse started fishing through the mans pocket and he pulled out a small bag of powder. The other man looked stunned. Azriel said something, looking at her through the dark of the window, looking so unlike himself, so evil with the blood still dripping from his maw, gold eyes focused. The man managed a smile and crawled over to pick up the money while Azriel stood there, lean body covered with blood and he licked his lips, looking at Kisam with a darker thirst than before, and stalked out of view.
Inside, two men were standing, one with two bodyguards, the other alone. One put a briefcase on the table talking and looking like he was sweating with anger. The other man had hard-chiseled features, and his mouth was pressed into a solid line and he eyed the case's contents. Moments later he frowned and dropped the briefcase and the bundles of cash within yelling something at the other man, whose body guards stepped in front of him to protect the man.
By the time Kiram would have looked again Azriel was gone. She would then see him inside the room in wolf form lurking behind the couch there, He shot her a gaze at her that looked serious then he continued watching the exchange when the chiseled man pulled out a gun and pointed it at the other....
It happened all too quickly, Azriel had his fangs in the man with the body guards and the gun went off, a bodyguard fell dead while Azriel relentlessly tore at the the other mans chest and neck, blood splattered on the white half of his face, and he kept tearing. Arteries were slashed and his blood splattered onto one wall. When the man was very dead and severely mutilated by Azriels fangs, he stood half on the body, eyes on the other man as the remaining body guard went to scramble away.
His eyes were wild and Azriel leapt at him, the force of the impact bringing the man crashing into the floor and Azriel's jaws crunching into his face. He paced the room and eyed the chiseled man who began talking to him, Azriel snapped back in reply, teeth bared. What did this look like? Murder, Azriel had killed two men. The man's features shifted to a concrete frown and he pointed to the briefcase yelling. Azriel slept forward and snapped his teeth inches from the man's skin. The man's motives seemed to change and he gestured toward the window, stomping toward and gesturing though it, still ranting about something. And the kicked the now faceless body of one of the guards. And slid down against the wall, looking sad and put his face in his hands.
Azriel glowered and scratched at the briefcase, then walked to the first man his corpse as bloodies as it was, his nse started fishing through the mans pocket and he pulled out a small bag of powder. The other man looked stunned. Azriel said something, looking at her through the dark of the window, looking so unlike himself, so evil with the blood still dripping from his maw, gold eyes focused. The man managed a smile and crawled over to pick up the money while Azriel stood there, lean body covered with blood and he licked his lips, looking at Kisam with a darker thirst than before, and stalked out of view.
