IN HER DYING EYES-the black embrace

"hmmm i guess." he said, sighing. " looks like buffet is popular." he chuckled a little. " I prefer their desserts over everything else though... mmmm cherry dessert pizxza." he chuckled.

The attendant lead them to a side booth that had just been cleaned. the clearance was barely bigf enough to fit anya's stomach comfortably, and Armand puleld the table towards him to give her a few extra inches.

" What can i getcha?" the waitress asked Kindly. Armand ordered a sierra mist and hot tea.
 
Anastasia blushed at this, she had never in her life been too big to fit anything, it was definatley an adjustment to go from being petite to this, but she was trying, and would continue to try. She sat down, thanking armand for his gesture and then looking up at the waitress

"Diet pepsi"

She said bluntly before looking over to the buffet table -she had to admit it did look good but something told her to eat modestly -just enough to fill and not enough to stuff her -she never wanted to be as big as she had been before.
 
"It's been a long traverse so far, eh?" Armand Said silently to Her froma cross teh table, his hands folded together as he lay his elbows on the table. His hair set back in a tie showed his thick cheekbones mroe dominant than the thinner portions of his face. he looked somehow healthier this way, more alive and less a creature of the night.

"Lestat Has been following us far longer than i thought his patience woudl allow. seems he really is aiming to follow us to california, which makes me wonder honestly what he coudl want... I've never wanted to admit it, but the frenchman DOES have a large amount of pull these days..." he rattled off, leaning back and nodding tot eh waitress as she brought back their drinks, and assumed they were both here for the buffet, leaving.

" well that was careless." he chuckled. mildly perturbed, but amused none the less.
 
Anastasia watched as the waitress walked away and shrugged "yeah that was kind of strange -most of them at least ask what you want.. it is the buffet youre wanting though correct?" she asked him just in case -because if not, she mightve called the waitress over and gave her a piece of her mind about the way they had been treated.

"Im sure she has just had a busy day or something" she tried to reason with herself so not to get angry -because after all she didn't want her body to react in any sort of way, since for some reason the way she was feeling played a big role in how her body functioned.
 
"mmm buffet. desert, appetizers and all in one." he smiled, moving out of his seat to fill a salad plate. A rather rowdy bunch of teens came in when he made it to the plates, bumping into him on their way to what was apparently their 'regular' table.

Armand dropped his plate as it shattered ont he hard tile. he looked disappoointed at the mess, then at an attendant who averted her gaze. " hotbloods." Armand said simply.
 
Anastasia eyed Armand, and then the teens - she had never been pushed around like that at the university she attended -or even when she was at high school, and she wasn't going to accept it now.

Anastasia knew she couldn't really get mad -because if she did that, her body might react, mainly her stomach -which she would not be happy about if it grew anymore. Instead she took a deep breath and got up, kneeling next to Armand and helping him clean up. "Armand.. I know your a really nice half vampire and all.. but sometimes do you ever get the urge to just... stop being so nice to mortals and start giving in to.. natural impulses.. I think.. we should." She confessed with a smirk, eyeing the teenagers as the thirst inside her for the souls of others was growing.
 
"genocide everyone here?" he whispered urgently. a goth chick passed them, eying armand. why did creepy goth girls like her always see past his humanity like that?...

"Believe me... the beast within claws every second of every minute of every day, Anya... But what does that make us if we..."


" Hey Antonio, You and your chika expecting some chihuahua's?" one of the teens said walking past Anastasia, smacking her ass and smiling at The dhamphire as he made his speech to the woman...

He lived another three eighth's of a second...

Armands hand sprang forward almost with it's own mind. His fingers twisting almost impossibly into a spearlike point. The muscles tightening like vices on eachother as his arm catapulted the shovel of death that was his hand forward at a trajectory that met the teen's chest with such force, he would have been dead on impact had the dhamphires appendage not pierced through him all the way past the spaniards wrist.


Armand's hand squeezed the life out of his heart, pulling out the squished thing and stuffing it in his mouth before launching the corpse, not yet knowing it was dead, intot he tabel his buddies were sittign on, breaking the legs of the table, and setting the visibly VERY dead Teenager as a gruesome display faceing his friends who screamed. Armand pulled open his coat, revealing several rows of throwing daggers. A police officer not three feet from the dhamphire gasped, going for his gun. He lived long enough to his hand chopped off by some unseen force. he bled to death in less than twenty seconds.

" ANYA!!!! KILL THEM ALL!!! " Armand declared, Knives filled the air as Armands brown eyes turned crimson and his fangs extended from his canines, rage engulfing the otherwise very poised Bloodsucker.


The sun was literal moments away from setting.
 
Anastasia watched as the gruesome scene unfolded before her her hands trembling with adrenaline and such as the aroma of blood filled the air -it didnt sicken her, but rather enticed her. Her eyes became a brilliant bright purple and the scars on her back which harbored her wings began to burn -a good burning sensation if one could ever imagine. "Whats.. whats happening to me.."

"you want something.. take it" she heard the familiar voice that was Lestat's from behind her. She turned quickly, watching as the poised and collected vampire took a few steps towards her but kept his eyes on Armand -a triumphant smirk on his face "I knew he still had it in him.. Im sorry im a bit early but the unbearably sweet aroma in the air lured me here .. a bit before sunset a I know, but dark enough" Armand explained as his hand reached out as fast as lightning, grabbing a girl by her throat who had been stabbed by one of Armand's daggers in the throat -still barely clinging to life. Armand watched has she slowly died, but continued to try and fight on weakly, digging her nails into his arms. "Let me help you Anastasia" he said sweetly, before licking the girls bleeding neck and up to her lips, planting a kiss which seemed to mesmerize the girl and stop her form moving, but rather just blink up at him wearily. He then shoved her in Anastasia's face, his hands still firmly planted around her neck as he looked dead in Anya's eyes "Look into her eyes.. take what you want"

Anastasia glanced at her and then back up to Lestat who tightened to grip around the girls neck "Take. What. You. Want" he repeated more assertively. Anastasia kept her gaze towards him a few moments, before looking the girl into her eyes and inhaling deeply -as she did so -the girls soul was sucked right out of her, her eyes becoming lifeless and her body weight down until her eyes closed -as dead as a door nail.

"Shit." Anastasia sputtered as she felt a rush of energy surge through her. Lestat nodded and looked over the girl, before digging his fangs into her lifeless form "Good work" he complimented Anastasia as he walked away from her, going on his own killing spree along with Armand. Anastasia looked down at the girl, and then up at the panicking people. A faint smirk developed on her face as the need for more took over her -and with that she began her own spree -looking dead into the eyes of those around her and taking what she wanted.
 
( O_O.. wow, girl... that was.. intense! i love it.)


Armand stood up over another lifeless corpse, staring at the last youth, who had stolen a knife from his pocket, brandishign it at Armadn feebly. " please... try it.. I will destroy you slowly then.. ripping you piece by piece until you beg for mercy..." he huffed, his accent thicker than usual as he held up his hand. all of his knives thrown, more than thirty by now wrenched free of their bloody marks, only half of them dead, all suffering, all whimpering in deaths throws, too weak to scream.

the knives blundered intot eh air, their trajectories flawed and mangly as they came towards Armand, hovering behind him and poised to strike the youth.

" So again.. please... attack... attack, fight me now!" he yelled at the young man. defiance twinkled in his eyes before he dropped the knife and ran at armand, planting a firm haymaker fist into his face. armand took a step back, takign the hit and turned back to him smiling.

"Pain... pain lets you know your alive... or in your case... dead."


And with that, the last healthy mortal itn eh restaurant found himself a pincushion to armand. more than twenty people sat there mangled by knives and broken limbs, the police officer was already perished, but most of the rest wer dyign slowly, their groans fo agaony a symphony of sweet indifference.

" death has no respite for the living." he spoke... mostly to himself, though not masking his words behind a whisper.
 
(you liked it???? YAYAYAYAY <333 *HUGS* )


Lestat smirked as he let the last human he had drank dry fall to the floor, wiping his mouth before going over to Armand, all was quiet a few moments before Lestat sighed " Its okay.. to get a little fed up every one in a while... even vampires have breaking points... are tolerance is just much higher" he went on before going to lay a hand on Armand's shoulder.

"Dont touch him" Anastasia blurted out, stopping Lestat immediately "Dont touch him.. hes still in a dangerous state of mind... I dont want him to hurt you and then something happen between you two so let me.. I think there's a lower chance that he will hurt me.." she explained before walking towards Armand -she looked him in the eyes for few moments, before falling into his arms and embracing him tightly around his abdomen "Armand shh.. its okay now.. no one wants to attack you.. they are all gone and its just us okay?" she tried to soothe him with her soft but trembling voice "Its okay now.." she repeated with a relieved sigh that it was all over -she had to admit the thrill was enticing, but seeing Armand like this only worried her.
 
Armand stood stoic and unmoving in the middle of the room. the moans of trhe dyign were everywhere. " ANya... We came here to eat... i suppose you had better take your fill and we be on our way." he said simply, patting her head lightly before walking towards the exit. he lifted a Cigar from a dead mans front shirtpocket before he went. he stood outside infront of the van and put his palm up tot eh the tip of the tobacco, a blackened flame erupting within, he let it crackle and sputter before he shook his hand, the flame putting out as he puffed heavily on teh cigar, never lettign the smoke past his mouth before sighing heavily.

"what a shame... murder used to put my nerves at ease so well." he said softly to the wind.
 
Anastasia looked at Lestat who shrugged at her in response -she had no idea where his placid mood had come from, when just a few minutes ago he was on a rampage, she knew she had to act fast though, no telling when the next person would walk in, see what had happened and call the cops or be another to add to the growing death toll

She immediately packed a few boxes of pizza for the rode so that they wouldn't have to stop for a while, she then went to the restroom to freshen up, remove some of the blood that had been sprayed on her and things -and when she was sure she was ready, Lestat escorted her out. Anastasia said nothing to Armand, sensing he probably wanted not to talk and instead just got in the van "You okay Spaniard?" Lestat asked genuinely though he teased just to lighten the mood "I knew you would sooner or later.. the thirst.. it takes over us all.. half and whole vampire alike"
 
"I regret nothing... and that, my friend, is the saddening part." he scoffed at himself and took off, all the while his mind swimming with visions of the slaughters he had embarked on. but never had he sought to console with god what he was. he knew full well there was no fighting it.

Armand could sense teh hunger before. the hunger Anastasia's body felt for the souls. what had turned her so quickly away from that? what let her defy what she was?

Armand was perplexed and confused. he heard the sirens a mile out of town rushing for the pizza hut. once again, they had made a clean getaway.

" Just once, lestat, I'd like to travel with you WITHOUT leaving a bloody trail." Armand said, puffing on his cigar still.
 
"Saddening? you aren't supposed to regret anything.. you taught me that believe it or not" he confessed to Armand with a twisted smirk "In a past life of course.. before morals and empathy came into the picture and ruined our friendship.. you my friend have become quite the disappointment.." Lestat tsked as he cupped his hands into praying position "Its almost as if you pray to a god who is deaf to the likes of us.. but you refuse to believe it you just keep.. praying on like a fool.." he went on, his eyes twinkling in mock faith, before slowly looking back at Armand "But then maybe he will hear you -maybe he already does!.. the point is.. when it comes to us he is hollow.. he holds no passion or .. or mercy for the likes of us and yet you insist on doing gods job for him -by protecting them -humans... those who have hunted so passionately against you and me.. when once upon a time you hunted them just as passionately.. a sneak preview lies just a few moments ago.. that brief encounter with your natural impulses.. not once have I ever broken the vampire code of honor -to be powerful, beautiful and to live without regret.. you have broken all three.." he went on with a shake of his head, his accent more potent with every strain of his voice.

"Your power you chose to downgrade for the likes of humans -your beauty is shadowed for your need to be like them and regret well.. you choose now not to regret" he concluded. "Its time for you to come back to me Armand.. as my companion.. me and you together again -filling the streets with blood and gore and fear.. fear we feed on.. what do you say?" he offered, holding out his hands as if to welcome Armand into an embrace, a charming smirk across his face "there's still room in this black heart yet."

Anastasia only sat there quietly, listening and feeling the tension in the air as she herself tried to figure out how she had deterred from what she once was just a few seconds ago -easily brought on and almost too easily taken away.
 
"You're a festerign lump of powerless flesh Lestat." He said. stopping the van on teh side of the moonlite road. His face was mute as eh turned off the vehicle and stuffed the keys in his pocket.

"You have no idea who you are Talking to anymore. I'm sorry, but you just wasted your well placedwords on me... again. You don't know my god..." he said, stepping out of the vehicle and opening up the back, staring at him.

"My god is everywhere... If you don't believe me... step into the grass... fifteen paces.." he smirked, crossing his arms. "I bet you the rights to 45 percent of my monetary holdings that My god will meet you on your sixteenth step." he said with a raging heat in his eyes, boring intot he back fo Lestats skull. a challenge gaze, like a wolf asking another to joint eh slaughter. what was the spaniard up to this time?
 
Lestat watched as Armand made his speech and opened the door. He did feel it as a challenge and gave Armand a glare of warning "Do not cross me Armand -its a battle you cannot win." He told the man plainly, before stepping out. He continued staring at Armand as he took the first step. "You guys.. can we just go? why must we do this? Armand.." Anastasia called out to him -she knew Armand wasn't normally this way -the rage in his eyes may have died a bit but it was still present and now it seemed he was taking it out on Lestat and she only hoped it wouldn't end in bloodshed. "Hush now Athena.. I can handle it myself.. this is between immortals.." he lulled her, before taking his next few steps.

All was quiet as he reached the 15th. His gaze had never left Armand's eyes as he lifted his foot and took his 16th. "Anything to meet your god."
 
Mmm.. about that.. My GODDESS... actually." he said, crossing his arms and smiling as the grass around him shivered and roots pulsed upa round hsi ankles, the ground opening up and swallowing him to his knees in seconds. Any fighting against the grround was met with several harsh strikes tot eh face with tree roots, less damaging then annoyign and suprising. the grass grew around him in thick patterns of tightly woven greenery, and clovers began to pop up in his hair, Armand Began laughing hysterically.

" Sweet earthmother, she likes you!" He literally fell over as the ground around him caressed his skin, something like a mix of a lovers touch and a mothers warm embrace. Power was surging up from the ground as the soft whisperign voice of Gaia sighed gently, already beginning to release him slowly.

"HAHAHAH!!!! Jesus wept, I didn't think you'de fall for it!" he rolled over, clutchign his belly, tears in his eyes as his raucious laughing filled the night sky.
 
Lestat sat there as he immediately stopped struggling, knowing the consequences after feeling a lash against his cheek "and you think.. this is funny?" he asked in an irritated voice. "You've got issues Armand really.. you and your little earth fetish.." he went on as he watched the Spaniard double up and cry tears from laughter, he couldn't help but let a small smile crack on his face, only because he knew how ridiculous he probably looked from the eyes of him and Anastasia.

"Oh my god.." Anastasia gasped as she noticed what was happening. "Armand.." her voice trailed not knowing whether to laugh or try and help Lestat. She opted to stay just inside the vehicle, since it all seemed in good fun anyways.

The energy the earth was creating made her also want to go in the grass, it was a soothing energy that affected her even though she wasn't touching it physically, she was afraid to, not wanting to be in the same predicament as Lestat.

"You've had your fun.. now get me the hell out you crazy fuck" Lestat went on, shaking his head and trying not to chuckle
 
"Don't ask me, it ws HER idea to trick you!" he said, still laughign, almost blue int eh face for it good thign he was already dead, or he'd have laughed himself to death by now!


Meanwhile Gaia was starting to giggle a bit at lestat too, ticklign his side as unseen hand touched his body gently. a blade of grass wasbut two inches from anastasia and it vined out to touch her naked ankle.

" Be not afraid, my daughter. all is well and in good humor tonight. fear not those you love." came the voice of the goddess.
 
Lestat huffed but couldnt help but let a small smile surface as he felt a tickle against his side -he had to admit that it felt good, to laugh and to just have fun despite the heavy tension and everything that had happened earlier. "You're a fool Armand.. a fool now get these mushrooms out of my head! Goddess! please!"

Anastasia closed her eyes as a loving sensation filled her just by the touch of earth to her skin. She smiled and opened her eyes, nodding before getting in the grass, laying down in it and taking it in for what it was -absolutely beautiful.
 
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