'It was night, and the rain fell; and falling, it was rain, but, having fallen, it was blood.' ~Poe -Modern Version of @RedWineAndBlood.-(OC/RP GRAPHIC CONTENT)
He pulls her close as classical music swells around them.
"Look at the people, living their lives, forgetting that hell is close and demons could buy their soul for a cup of coffee," he pauses with a chuckle, "I think it's time we get back to bathing in blood."
She blinks, and where there once were crystal blue-green eyes staring up at him, now replaced by pitch black orbs. Fingertips feel for the steam of the follower, tucking her hair behind her ear to secure it better.
"Too long indeed, my King. Pray tell, what brings you?"
Their hands spark as they touch. Her sweet perfume invades his senses. "It has been too long. How I've missed your presence." With his free hand, he summons a hellfire rose and slips it into her hair.
Her gaze drops to his offered hand, and her dark eyes shift to meet his. Her eyes brighten with joy.
โMy king, I thought you'd never ask.โ
Slipping a pale hand into the loving warmth of his flame, taking the first step to close the distance.
[He wanders the streets with a cigarette in one hand. He's tired, exhausted really, but he can't sleep as long as the archer keeps talking to him. Dead men don't need to take a breath, after all. Weary with mortality, he longs for the release of death to the fiery pits of hell.]
@CERKradioVampFK [Raven runs his fingers through his hair before searching for his beat up pack of cigarettes] I don't know entirely. I was... killed and when I woke up, I was in an alleyway and dreadfully mortal. I am sure there must be a way to reclaim my throne and immortality. In the -
@PavanneLaCroix - guardian angel. Call me Clarence," Clint's ghost says, smirking at him. Raven winces, as if struck by holy fire. He backs away from the specter and looks at Pavanne again.* See what I mean? He's obnoxious, really. *Raven turns to Clint, -
@PavanneGryphon - an incredulous look, screaming at her,] DO SOMETHING WITH HIM! HE'S YOUR BROTHER-IN-LAW AFTER ALL! All he does is follow me around and ask me to light his cigarettes that he has APPARENTLY HAD MATCHES FOR THE WHOLE TIME!!
@PavanneGryphon - just be mine. That's how coups work, right? [Clint pulls out a matchbook and ignites a match, using that to light his cigarette. Bored, he flicks the match at Raven. Raven jumps back to avoid the match and he turns to look at Pavanne with -
@PavanneGryphon - and yells at him] LISTEN! I HAVE HAD IT UP TO HERE WITH YOU! NO I DO NOT HAVE A LIGHT!
[Raven turns to Pavanne] Can you do something about him?? Please??
@PavanneGryphon - takes it when I'm gone? And don't get me started on Michael!
[Clint's ghost raises an eyebrow and offers him a cigarette. He chuckles, "Damn, to think you used to be scary. This is what happens when you lose your edge. Hey, got a light?"
Raven glares in Clint's direction-
@PavanneGryphon *Glancing in her direction, he thinks she's a mirage at first. Blinking a few times, he looks at Clint, smoking at his side. Realizing how much danger he is in, he steps back. But then, this gives him an idea.* Pavanne! Just the person I wanted to see. Yes! Look how weak I am.-