Monster Hunting

[Onrai]

[member="Mivala Fallon"]

"I assume this means we'll be sharing?" There wasn't any hint of humor on his face - he legitimately was asking that question with no overtones whatsoever. "Thank you. I built it myself, with some design help from the Zhat. I'm sure that Vindi and Lilin will grow to accept you." He sighed. "When my wife died, everything changed."

 

[Mivala Fallon]

I looked at Vitor with sadness. "I am so sorry, Vitor. I myself have never had a spouse. I will not pretend to understand what it must feel like to lose one."
[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

[member="Mivala Fallon"]

"Would you like to know how it feels to have one?" Vitor raised an eyebrow. "I probably more than anyone else on this planet understand you, and I'm not leaving anytime soon." He paused, smiling. "Besides, your eyes are very enrapturing. Maybe as an energy vampiress, you will help my daughter further temper her powers."

 

[Mivala Fallon]

I cocked a brow. "I am a stranger to you, Vitor. Is it truly wise to offer such things to someone merely because you like their eyes?"
[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

[member="Mivala Fallon"]

"I sense within you a darkness. A power untempered. One that can be used for good just as easily as for evil. The darkness is so strong in you, and yet I desire to let you live as only normal women can. I know your tendencies may make any lasting relationship we form interesting, but I've lost three loves before. One to time, one to disease, and one to the unknown. I refuse to let my next... Suffer the same fate." He paused, thinking over the women who'd left him. Akena was long dead. Serana was nowhere to be found. And Lilith was dead, for as long as he knew. She would not suffer the same fate.

"Please. Accept my offer."

[member="Mivala Fallon"]

 

[Mivala Fallon]

I looked into his eyes. I could sense the deepness in what he spoke. He truly meant his. He wanted me to be his wife. However, it seemed it was more out of loneliness and desperation than actual love. He had been alone for so long, lost so much. Any beautiful woman would have made him happy. "If I choose to stay, I want you to promise me something." I stood so that I was more eye-level with him. "Do not love me because I am the first desirable woman you have seen in a long time. Take time to converse with me. Know my feelings, my thoughts, my memories. And, if you find that you do not feel for me as you would a wife, do not hesitate to tell me. If that day comes, I will stay until you no longer need me, and then I will depart."
[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

"Then please, tell me more about yourself... Darling." He paused, considering what to do next. With a final decision, he slowly stepped forward until his face was mere inches away from the Tera Vampir who had come to the planet and been helped by him instead of slaughtered. For a brief moment, his eyes seemed to shift their coloration to the same that her own were, as he slowly took her hands in his own. And slowly, he moved forward, intending to give her a soft kiss.

[member="Mivala Fallon"]

 

[Mivala Fallon]

I smiled a little, and placed my fingers over his mouth. "Vitor, control yourself. Let us just speak for a while."
[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

"I'm sorry, Mivala... It's just that, well, you understand, I suppose. You go without draining energy, I go without..." He left the particular word out intentionally. "Whatever would you like to talk about, darling? You're part of the family now."

[member="Mivala Fallon"]

 

[Mivala Fallon]

I nodded. "Why not tell me about yourself? And your children, perhaps." I sat back down on the bed, patting a place next to me.
[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

Sitting down himself, Vitor considered the information. "Well, I was born and raised on Coruscant as a Jedi for the majority of my life. I grew up, became a Padawan, and got sent to a primitive world where a Jedi Conclave was. There, the spirit of a Sith Lord, Vitiate, took me over, and he used me to kill, injure, and harm most of the Jedi there. I was able to communicate to Akena Shan, former Loremaster of the Jedi, who incapacitated my possessed body and locked me away in one of the Jedi's old Sith Oubliettes, captured long ago from ancient Dark Side ruins. I was stored there for over six hundred years before awakening. I married a woman named Lilith Lancaster, who seduced me and became pregnant by me. While she entrapped me... I loved her dearly, and she loved me the same way. We had two children. She died giving birth to the second."

He paused, pondering for a moment. "What about yourself? How did you end up out here on such a desolate planet?"

[member="Mivala Fallon"]

 

[Mivala Fallon]

"Well, I was raised on Bothawui by my foster parents about 250 years ago. I know nothing of my birth parents. They are most likely dead. I was ridiculed and abused for being Vampir. When I was able, I enrolled in the military academy in the capitol city. I was a top ranking student for a time. The Sith discovered that I was Force Sensitive and captured me. I learned their ways and embraced the Dark side for several decades. Eventually, I grew tired of its relentless desire for power. I instead turned to the Jedi. Though I approved of their methods and of their teachings, it still bothered me that they were so pacifistic. I was not used to this. Finally, I abandoned sides altogether. The Force is the Force, and I use it regardless of good or evil. My hunger went into disarray about five years later. I constantly travel, trying to feed quickly and leave before I am discovered. That was my intention when I came here."
[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

"I see." He paused, considering her story. "Have you ever wanted to settle down? To stop running and say "I'm going to stand my ground and be who I am, whether people are willing to accept me for it or not," as you get married and have children?" He paused, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. "You can be the woman your stepmother never was."

[member="Mivala Fallon"]

 

[Mivala Fallon]

I shook my head, looking down at my lap. "No, no, I could never settle anywhere. Being in one area for too long, having to feed to live... It would be a death sentence. My thirst is too strong for that." As I spoke, he put an arm around me. I could smell the blood coming from him. I could hear his heartbeat. I clenched my jaw. I would not feed off of him. No, I couldn't.
[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

[member="Mivala Fallon"]

He could tell. The sudden flareup, the increase in breathing... He could feel her heart pound in her chest, valiantly eager to run more of another's blood through its valves. "Mivala... Have you ever tried to control how you feed from someone? Have you ever thought that maybe, just maybe you could leave a person enough blood and enough energy to survive, regenerate, and ultimately live after you drank from them?" A soft smile crossed his lips. "Now is the time. With your sharpened teeth, scrape my lower lip. Make it bleed as I kiss you - and when I pull away to get some salve and stop the blood from flowing, do not try to press me."

And with that, he moved forward again, intending to kiss her and show her that her hunter, her powers of draining could indeed be fulfilled.

 

[Mivala Fallon]

As he moved closer to me, all I could hear was my heart throbbing in my ears. I could feel the blood moving beneath his skin. My instincts made me come withing inches of his lips. He wanted me to bite him. Why shouldn't I? It took a tremendous amount of strength, but I managed to turn my head downward. I pressed myself into his chest, my head resting against it. It was barely helping. I gripped his shoulders tightly. "N...No.....I can't do it......" I said quietly through my teeth.
[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

"Don't say that." He placed his hands on her own shoulders, rubbing them gently. "You can do anything you want, Mivala. I only want what's best for you... And a nomadic existence of constantly running, always killing instead of leaving some left, isn't what you need. Please..." He embraced her again, giving her forehead a kiss. "Do it for me. Have faith in me."

[member="Mivala Fallon"]

 

[Mivala Fallon]

I let out a shuddering breath. Moving my head to his shoulder, I paused. "......I am sorry......." I whispered. Then I sank my teeth into his neck. I wrapped my arms around him, my nails digging into him as I drank.
[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

He paused, freezing for a moment as her sharpened canines penetrated the weak flesh of his neck. But that wasn't what he wanted. He wanted her to control it. With a great deal of strength, he pulled her head away from his neck - the wound only leaking surface blood. He was fortunate that she had not managed to solidly sink her teeth into his flesh - if she had, he would've been a goner. Reaching for some salve as he kept her from repeating on a surge of instinct, he rubbed the cream-like mixture over the would, and over the course of a short period of time, it quickly stopped bleeding, scarified, and healed.

"No no, Mivala... You are to gently puncture my lower lip and drink that way. Do not give in to primality..."

[member="Mivala Fallon"]

 

[Mivala Fallon]

I struggled to regain my mind. His blood was still on my tongue. I needed
more. My eyes were wide and glowing intensely. I could barely comprehend a word he spoke.
[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]