Ok.. So um, HERE'S THE NEXT CHAPTER! Whoo? I heart caps?
Anywhoo.. I don't own any of the Darkstalkers franchise.. Which is
okays.. I guess.. I don't think I'd be able to come up with such
a cool game..
Oh yea.. Some of the chars in the game have human forms, and that's the way "my" chars will appear (Perhaps even a little more bishy.. Don't ask). So you, hopefully won't be confused when I mention Lord Raptor or Rikuo.. Hopefully..
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Ding-dong! Ding-dong!
Bang! Ban-ban-bang!
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It was a man, an "odd" looking one at that, around the age of twenty-six. He was wearing deep blue colored cargo pants that had multiple belts hanging off the sides. He also wore two shirts, a long sleeved white shirt under a T-shirt with the same color as his pants. The guy sported many bracelets on each wrist and had a couple of necklaces, a choker, and multiple earrings, not to mention the eyebrow ring over his left eye. The tips of his shoulder length jet-black hair was dyed a reddish-violet and was pulled back into one.
He had been banging at the front door, for at least five minutes now. It was frustrating that this little show had to go on every time he came to pick up Morrigan. You'd think that after a while she'd be able to get ready on time. What was taking so long?
"Dammit, Morrigan.. Why do we always 'ave to git to the studio late?" the young man said as he beat at the door in front of him.
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"Damn…" At the same time, Morrigan had been clinging to the younger girl about the waist and was about to kiss her before the fight with the door began. She cursed under her breath as she hid her face in the dip of Lilith's neck and tried to forget what she was supposed to do today. She sighed and covered the little one's collarbone in kisses; smirking to herself as she felt goose bumps crawl over the young girl's skin.
BANG! BANG! BANG! bang-bang-bang-bang…Knock? His hand was getting tired.
"M-morrigan-n? …um, t-the door. Someone's…ah," Lilith tried to say, unable to push away from the older woman's hold.
"Hrm?" Of course she could hear it, but she really couldn't pull herself away from this. "Oh… The door," she whispered, "Yea. I guess I'd better get that huh…?"
Sighing in defeat, Morrigan eased her hold and let go of the girl and scratched the side of her head as she headed for the front door. While her back was turned, Lilith slowly slumped down and sat on the floor, drawing her knees up to her chest. Her mind was swimming with whatever just happened a second ago… What did just happen a moment ago?
"You just know exactly when to interrupt me don'tcha, Zabel?" the older woman shouted as she reached for the doorknob.
"'Ay, it's not my fault that you can't git your act together, love," the man mentioned as the door swung open to reveal an annoyed woman who later leaned against the doorway. He had gotten used to that name she called him, even though his stage name (and the name that he loved to be call the most) was "Lord Raptor".
"Well it wouldn't hurt to call or something. To get me ready or to warn me that you're comin," she said as she crossed her arms and lazily rolled her eyes before eying the hallway.
"What am I? Y'alarm clock?" he scoffed.
"Hey, I'm just saying that it wouldn't hurt." Morrigan hadn't been looking at him since the first moment she opened the door. The emerald flavored eyes of hers were too busy tracing the outline of the sunlight that shone in from the kitchen windows. Lilith had finally gotten up and was moving again, this she could tell from the little rustling sounds the younger girl's slippers made across the floor. "Anyway, I was getting ready. So calm down…"
"'Ello! You were suppose'ta be ready before I got 'ere...!" The look in his eyes just gave off this feeling of, 'Why couldn't I just…just strangle her..ARG!' But he was better than that; well at least he was in front of this woman. Maybe it was because he loved her like an older sister, or perhaps he was just scared of what she might do to him. This one time, Zabel had mentioned the odd choice of color she wore on her fingernails, and later that day Morrigan had almost "accidentally" cut off one of his fingers.
"What the? You-! You nearly nicked off my finger!"
"Oops, sorry. I guess it slipped."
Was there a smirk on her face at that time? He couldn't remember, all he could was the fact that he was to watch was he said and did around this woman. But it didn't seem as if she had been paying any attention to him now, as he spoke. She only seemed dazed like this when she wanted something, either to do or from someone.
"'Ello…? Love? Can we git goin' now? I mean.. I 'ave been standin 'ere for some time now… And I was just wonderin' if…"
"Huh? Yea, I just have to put on my shoes," she waved him off and walked down the hallway, leaving the door ajar.
"'Ay! Don't take foreva!" the guy said as Morrigan continued to widen the gap in between them. "I'm gonna leave with out ya, if ya don't 'urry up!" Zabel was about to follow her inside and drag her back out, but decided against it. He might get drawn into whatever she was doing, or get easily beaten by that older lady. Shutting the door, he slowly walked down the few steps in front of the house and towards his deep blood red car. There was a little button on his key chain that, when he pressed it, made a small beeping sound, which meant that the doors were open. He sighed as he open the car door and swiftly sat down in the driver's seat, before reclining the chair back slightly. "She'd better be out 'ere in five minutes or I'm gonna leave her arse."
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"What am I doing here…?" Lilith racked her head for answers. "I mean.. I don't really belong here.. It was only a chance encounter. And she probably would have picked up anyone who was standing on that street. Right? Right?" She paced the kitchen back and forth, unable to keep still. "Ah!" she stopped dead in the center of the room, "Why does it have to be like this? I'm so confused…" the short haired girl said to herself as she squat down and hugged her knees.
"Confused about what?" Morrigan had been watching this whole thing act out, smiling somewhat. She leaned against the doorway and crossed her arms loosely, hoping she wasn't interrupting anything. "Please, go on…"
"Morrigan!" she said, kind of loudly as she heard the voice of the older woman. She quickly stood upright and turned to face her. "Oh, I mean.. It was nothing.. I was just thinking out loud. I didn't know if I wanted to um…." She tried to think of something quick, "…to um still throw away these letters of yours. Maybe I could just wait for you to read them." What was that? Some cover up. She couldn't even think correctly, let alone come up for an excuse for pacing the room and talking to herself over something so trivial. It was trivial, right? This whole "relationship-thing" has been going on for a couple of months now… Why was it such a surprise for her? It was just weird for her. At first she fought the whole feeling, but as of late she's actually been enjoying the tease… Wait. What she meant was that it didn't bother her as much and she sort of got used to it. That is what she meant.
"Oh. Well whatever you were doing. It was cute," she took a few steps towards Lilith and held her about the waist, slipping her arms around the little one.
Beep-beep!
"Yea.. I have to go, but I'll be back later. Hopefully anyway," she said as she nuzzled the lilac and nibbled at her right ear.
"Oh, okay. I-" out of no where Lilith giggled softly at the little action her ear was getting from her roommate. Her cheeks, underneath her glasses, grew to a bright pink, as she usually doesn't giggle at something like that. She was trying to hide the fact that she liked it after all. "Ahem, I mean-"
"It's okay—"
BEEP----! Beep! ("I swear, I don't know what keeps me from leavin 'er behind. It'll be both of our arses if we get there late". Zabel)
"Uh… Okay. I'll see you later," the cool gray-green haired woman quickly left a soft peck on the younger girl's lips. She let go at once, from the sound of beeps that was echoing from Zabel's car, and left for the door. "Don't stay up too late waiting for me!" was the last thing heard, shouted back, before the door closed and the sound of the car engine sped past.
Lilith was stock still, except for her chest, which was moving up and down at such a fast rate. "Oh…kay…" Maybe she was about to faint or something…
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"Why is it, that I seem to spend more time sittin' in your drive way than at work?"
"I dunno. Maybe you like stalking me from outside my house," Morrigan said as she shot him a quick glance before leaning her arm on the car door and resting her head on the back of her palm, getting entranced by the scenery that was rushing past her. It was such a beautiful afternoon, so why was she feeling as if part of her was left behind? Maybe she was just hungry. She hadn't eaten anything since last night, even when Lilith had made her something to eat this morning. Something about morning food didn't sit well with her.
"Heh, funny. No, really.. Why does it take you forever?" his pale, nearly white colored eyes hastily stole a glimpse of the lady who sat next to him. At the speed he was going, he had to keep his eyes on the road looking out for anyone who was willing to stop him.
"Hmm..? Sorry I wasn't paying attention.." Those eyes of hers were locked in place, staring at some far off place, behind all of the trees.
"I said—"
"Yea, it's because I get distracted by a pretty face, that's all," she sighed quietly and adjusted the seat back, so that she could put a foot on the dashboard. She ran her fingers through to the back of her scalp and then down the length of her hair while her free hand let the chair slant backwards. Morrigan didn't really feel the need to talk about Lilith around others, maybe that's why no one knew that much about Morrigan's little "pet".
"What I tell you about starin' at yourself in the mirror?"
"Ha.. Funny. Never heard that one before," she rolled her eyes a bit and laid on her side, yawning some.
"'Ay, don't fall asleep, now… We're almost there, love," he said as his hand reached over to touch her. "'Ey… hmm," Zabel let her doze off for the moment. He could see the studio pulling up, slowly in front of him. Pulling around to the back of the building, avoiding the gate guards, he parked the car and let Morrigan take a nap for a minute. They were late already, what was a couple more seconds? The both of them had been up until four-thirty this morning working on their latest movie, "Blissful Requiem". It was a pretty good script he thought, and he liked the production so far (except for, maybe, the make-up, where they air-brushed his skin a warm shade of ice blue, and wardrobe he had to go though). His part in the movie's making was a "killer" zombie, which he didn't read too much into. Morrigan's part on the other hand had been this vampire-thing; in any case that's what he thought it was.
"Hm?" something had caught his eyes. "What's he doing out 'ere? And what's 'e lookin' for…?"
It was another person, yes. But something about this male's appearance, made him stick out like a sore thumb. He only moved in the area of the building's shadow, never going any farther than that. He seemed quite like a gentleman, so says the gaggle of women who hang around him ready to do anything for him. Maybe he had taken his role as the leader of all vampires a bit too seriously, maybe. Anyway, he was creeping Zabel out. What if he came over here and wanted to "talk".
"Eh.. I'd rather not talk to him right now.. Maybe I could 'ide… under 'ere," he said as he slid under the steering wheel.
The lady napping on her side rolled over on her other side and saw what he was doing, "What…are you doing?"
"What's it look like…? I'm 'iding from 'im," he lifted his hand and pointed out side towards the place he last saw the figure.
Morrigan lifted her head slo—
"Don't look! 'E'll see us!", he said in a hushed voice. The guy totally freaked him out, and anytime that he didn't have to spend around him, the better off he was.
Whatever. Grow some. Anyway, we have to go in now. We're kinda late," the woman noted as she removed her seatbelt and walked out of the car.
"An who's fault is that?" he said as she shut the cardoor. Not too many seconds passed as he did the same; stepping out and closing his door. He pressed the little button on his keychain again, making sure that the doors were locked before catching up with Morrigan.
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Omgosh.. That turned out longer than
I expected.. But then again, I always type too much sometimes. I
totally got into it and then out of it and then back into it.. T'was
crazyness. Oh and another.. Please forgive my effort to type the
Australian accent.. It turned out more British than I hoped..
Anyways that was the second chapter. How was it? And who is this new character.
Oh yea.. The title of the movie, if anyone cares, came from one of many of my yahoo screen names.. Whoo! Fun stuff. Ok, ok.. Off to the third chapter (and another story? What?)