A Walk in the Rain [Sianabi & Rasenjin]

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Rain, it really was one of the most beautiful elements in Mother Nature's bag of tricks. Hitting against the gravel paths and stones, it created a quiet melody which relaxed the soul and seemed to bathe the Earth in its splendor. It had been pouring only minutes before, flooding the rich soil and drowning the buds of flowers. Now, thank goodness for the remaining foliage, it had let up, and only drizzled, nearly a mist.

It was not yet evening, but the dark clouds suspended time; creating an illusion of twilight.

One female was there in the maze of trees, allowing the drops of water to splash carelessly against her milky white skin and atop her curling raven-black hair. Large, dark eyes surveyed what to her to be the most beautiful weather. There was never sunlight for this Temptation, she found it too bright, and the yellow glow attacked her vision, which was meant for nightlife.

Leaning against a proud oak, she loosened her tight, blue bodice, revealing a small amount of cleavage. It wasn't as if any were around to spy her, and if they did--especially if human, they would have dearly wished they didn't. Sianabi was not one to be taken lightly, although in the peaceful state she was in now, little harm would come to any venturing close.

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Not that he really liked nature that much, well, he didn't like anything 'that much', Rasenjin found himself wandering into the maze of forest blindly. Having just satiated his hunger, he was encased in a soft serenity. The two children had gone quietly, and the sting of the nails in his body had reminded him of the tragedy he was committing, time and time again. They always hurt, right at that moment, right when everything stopped and the world took focus again. It had become a dull blurring in his mind, for it was a frequent event, and really, didn't bother him all that much.

Lanky branches slapped him, like the hands of all the mothers that would never get to cause the damage that they so longed to, when discovering their children. Human and euclides alike, his perverted mind cared not for what he would torture, molest, or consume. It was all the same as long as they were young. Raw meat was such a wondrous treat, really, he simply couldn't get enough. With the outer appearance of such a trustworthy and kind male, it would be a night like tonight that it would perhaps have use.

The female was beautiful by any standards, and though of perverse mind, he could not deny himself the realization that he had other needs such as most would have. A child she was not, but a game would she be? It didn't seem likely, so her age wouldn't matter. He approached with little caution, simply a curious being with a strange twinkle in his eye. Mistake it for what you would, it was there.

"Ah, good evening my lady. The rain seems to hold your bliss, I see. Pardon the intrusion, but I was fascinated with your activities." So open and polite, he dipped his head, waiting for her reaction to see if an introduction would come now or later. To devour her was not something high on his list at the moment... well, not for food anyway... so she had little to worry about with this Cannibal. He wore his colours with what seemed to be a nonchalance, but the inner pride was there.

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Sianabi sighed as she gazed upon a small opening in a cloud. A beam of pale sunshine would now be able to escape the dark's other-worldly grasp. It was too bad, she had been enjoying herself. Luckily, the misty air was still the same, and the drizzle of rain seemed no stopping anytime soon.

Her silent watch was broken when she heard a rustle of branches not too far off. Who could that be? A small smile appeared on her red lips, a strange delight; she had thought this day she would spend alone. Perhaps a human, traveling alone? Oh, they were so fun to twist and break. At the thought, she laughed--a sound that mimiced the rain she embraced.

She stopped short though, when the male came into view. He didn't seem human, and when her mysterious eyes caught a look at a nail thrown deep in his body, it was only to obvious what he was. A Cannibal, a guilty one? Strange, but not surprising. Maybe he could be some fun? If only he had fed though, she was not one to play victim.

"Good evening, Monsieur?" She asked; having been born in France, her accent was apparent and easy to catch. "I do believe you are too early for that." Sianabi added and looked upwards, a string of raindrops falling atop her eyelashes. "Why would it not? Such weather seems to be purity, do you not agree?" She had a way with questions, it was always easier to ask than answer. She drew a long hand from her side and thread it through her hair until it ended at her waist. "Sianabi is what I go by," she said and smiled gently. She would not press for his name, nor would she tell her type and rank, though it must be obvious.

[tigs]

Was it really not even close to the evening yet? His dark eyes had caught the drearyness and assumed it had been. But then again, that could just be his preference of the night, it could always be night in his opinion. "Really? I'm terrible with timing my lady, please forgive me." His smile came off crooked but still just as welcoming. His public appearance seemed perfectly normal to most.

"Purity? Purity... I'm afraid, my dear, that purity and I do not often run in the same direction." His laugh was enthusiastic, as if he'd made the most obvious joke, but with an underlining which hinted at his intellect, a puzzling intellect, and sometimes contradicting. Was she a thing of purity? Impossible, not with what he assumed her to be. None of that type were anywhere near pure. Perhaps this was her attempt at making amends for her devious deeds, to wash herself clean with this pure misty rain? His methods were much different, but to each their own.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, miss Sianabi. I am Rasenjin, you seem to be aware of just what and who I am, and if you are so comfortable at this time, it must not taint your judgement of me. For this I am glad." The pale invitation of flesh made him chuckle darkly, she must play a game of her body, for one wouldn't normally leave themselves so vulnerable without knowing that they were doing. Else they surely wouldn't make it to her age.

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Sianabi shook her head, curls shifting to the other side of her long neck, and laughed again. "The clouds is indeed a fata morgana," she spoke and smiled, her intelligence was in form of vocabulary and culture, not many Temptations were as refined as she. "I would not fault you on such an easily made mistake," she added.

A dark chuckle emerged from the female's parted lips. "Ah, Monsieur, I do believe that is one thing we have in common." She said and inclined her head in amusement. The rain does give a facade of purity though, and for that I am content," she spoke. For what is life but one false event to the next? Sianabi caught herself thinking, but shut her mouth before the words were spoken. Perhaps this male didn't share her beliefs.

"We share the same pleasure Monsieur Rasenjin," she said and then narrowed her eyes, thoughtful. "Why should one such of yourself taint my judgment?" She paused, and then added: "I am probably as...sinful as you, let me say." Her eyebrows rose for a moment when he chuckled, a water droplet rolling down her ivory face.

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He smiled, idly watching the curls shift, wondering how the pretty locks would feel beneath his paws. He wished he had the skills of a marionette, for he found the human body to be of use, but he would remain as he was. "I appreciate such refined logic and understanding. You are truly a fine example of a mistress." He didn't want to seem too assumptive, but it was obvious that with her type, she would have to satiate her needs... now when could she have fed last? A devilish smirk appeared a moment before settling into something more friendly.

"I rather thought so my dear, or perhaps... I anticipated it as so." So, somewhere in that abyss of cruel bemused demented intellect was the ability to flirt. Who'd have known. It was not a skill he used often, but his faint gift of tongue meant that he could associate with all types. Which had it's... perks to say the least.

"It seems we do... but don't say that it's over yet." Another faint innuendo, she could take it how she would. He was curious how she'd interpret his words. Yes, they did share the same pleasure, and he only hoped that would continue... "Oh I don't know... I suppose I'm a peculiar sight..." He smiled and shrugged, making light of it, as if it didn't matter. Perhaps it wouldn't... but if it did...

His paws clenched the ground once, controlling the dominant urges of force which rode his body. Violence was lovely, in all of it's forms, he had to wonder how that would work in play with her. But such a thing was frowned upon... however, society's morals hadn't stopped him yet...

"As sinful? Oh no, my sweet, I highly doubt that. Perhaps in a different light though, I suppose. We could swap stories though, I'm sure..." He winked, and again that joyful malicious smile allowed itself only a few moment before dissapearing. He was curious to see how she'd react to some of his... award-winning tales..

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Sianabi chuckled and nipped her lip for a moment, nearly applying enough pressure to draw blood. "Am I?" She asked innocently enough, looking upward from beneath her lashes. "Excuse me Monsieur, but for one such as me, you best be such," she said with a small tilt of her head. "Or else you are doomed," she added as an after-thought when she caught eye of his smirk.

"Really?" The idea obviously hadn't gotten her off guard, but this Cannibal was defiantly smarter than others she had come across. "You are intelligent then, most find me only to be a witty damsel, nothing more," she rolled her eyes and gave an exasperated sigh. "You do not realize how much of a relief it is to have met someone with a brain!"

She eyed him questionably, a small smirk appearing for a brief second before disappearing. "Peculiar, but not unpleasant," was all she said of his appearance.

To his outburst, she merely watched in quiet amusement. He did have violent urges, that much was obvious. What wasn't as obvious was how he wished to use them. Sianabi didn't mind blood, but there must be a line somewhere.

An eyebrow rose and she flicked her sapphire earring. "I would have to argue that Monsieur, there are seven different sins if I remember correctly? And I do believe the worst is sloth..." The statement brought a small smile to her face before continuing. "My stories? Oh no, I'm sure they are too offending compared to yours. For mine contain not only violence, but lust."

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ooc| Hm, because the breedings already complete, does this mean we'll stop RPing them? If you want to stop that's okay with me, whatever you want. ^-^;;

[tigs]

OOC| Nope, I just have to have inspiration. Right now I have a bebe muse eating all my other ones.

[blufly]

ooc| That's okay, I just wanted to know. ^-^

You could always join the thread with ST and I. My girl is giving the Paranoid/Music quite some trouble. XD;;