Posts by beckan.

Cole glances at her, a wary look on his face. "Uh, um, " he fiddles with the knobs. "Y- you can choose." He tries to think of some excuse to explain why he had "no taste in music", so his mom says. "I'm trying to drive." The second the words leave his mouth, he regrets it. It sounded rude and as if he was annoyed.

Cole's eyebrows do a little dance on his forehead. He'd never been interested in the music from the 60's, 70's, and 80's, but then again, he'd never really been interested in music. His last comment still echoed in his ears and he'd seen Lillian's face twist up as if she'd done something wrong. But he knew it was only him. He was anxious behind the wheel, extra careful and paranoid; he didn't want to mess this up. And every time he breathed, he'd feel a stab right under the ribs.

He ran his tongue over his lips, drumming his index fingers against the wheel. Cole let out a breath through his nose as he shook his head. "No, no." he throws her a smile. "Just trying not to get us killed." He was an okay driver, passing his tests, but he wasn't very confident in his talent of staying in the lines.

Cole says nothing, save for a small "Mhm..." and a long breath through his mouth. He racks his brain for things to keep the thin conversation going. "Do you like space? I mean, would you ever like to go to space?"

KAPE!
Um, so the guy, Cole or whatever is a vampire and kidnapped them (u and mira) for their blood and he persuades them that hes not and you can add stuff cuz why noot

ONE of them. no threesomes

YEHHhHh

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should we start before or after the kidnapping

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lol yall wild

Cole never thought he'd like the way his steel tipped boots sounded on the frozen ground. But then again, he never thought he'd have the audacity to kidnap two young girls to use as bloodbags. He didn't really think of it as kidnapping, just borrowing, because he was sure he'd find a way to return them back to their warm, safe homes. He was just so shy and hated confrontation or even flirting and taking these girls seemed like the solution to his despair. You'd think after all these years of living, he'd become more comfortable around people, but it wasn't so. He catfooted to the front door and paused for a second but heard no signs of life. He yanked the door unlocked quietly and stepped into the foyer.

After tiptoeing up the carpeted stairs, he tapped open a door and saw a girl sleeping on a small sofa, a cell phone in her tan hands. She must have fallen asleep while she was on it, he thought. He swept her up into his arms and left the room. He was on his way to store her in his car when he heard a creak behind him. He sighed and turned to find a girl about the same age as the one in his arms with fiery red hair and a fearful face. He knew she was going to scream before she even thought it. Cole moved the girl in his arms so one of his hands was free and was behind the other girl in seconds with his hand clamped down on her mouth. He screwed his vampire mind off at the scent of her skin and let out a slow breath beside her nostrils. She lost consciousness in moments, her eyes fluttering closed. He bent her over his other arm and left.

YOU ASKED FOR IT. IT WAS DELIVERED.
JUST MAKE THEM WAKE UP IN HIS HOUSE OR SOMETHING. THEY'RE NOT TIED UP OR ANYTHING

TIME SKIP because kidnapping again would be boring
they're just in a room in his middle sized house conveniently located in the middle of the countryside lol no doors are locked because he'll just catch them again anyway

Cole sat in the rocking chair next to the window in the living room, his bare feet on the white carpet gently pushing him in the creaking chair. It was long past dawn, the sun now blazing high in the sky. It didn't hurt him none, but he could feel that his strength had dwindled. He heard the telltale squeak of the floor above him and stopped, his feet in mid-push. They're awake. He sucked in a deep breath and stood from the wooden chair, a hand flying up to his gold hair. It wasn't any use to run a hand threw his hair; it always stayed the same. And who was he trying to look good for? These girls are not potential lovers, just items of feed. He scolded himself.

Drawers opened hastily above his head, and a raspy voice practically yelled at the other to leave her alone. He heard no reply from the other girl but instead the voice asked questions the other girl couldn't possibly know and a draw being unrolled from the table. Cole grinned, They weren't in a zombie apocalypse, that wasn't going to kill anyone. He shrugged, But whatever makes her feel better, I guess. He could hear the soft pitter patter of her socked feet on the floor and then the light swish of a door being opened and then closed. His breath froze and suddenly he felt scared. Not the kind of scared where you're afraid of getting hurt, but the kind of scared where you're afraid of messing things up. He hadn't had actual confrontation in years; his life was pretty quiet. He decided after a short battle with himself to just stick his fear up his -------- and get on with it. "Heya, new neighbor." He knew it was bad the moment it left his mouth; why couldn't he form a comprehensible sentence for once in his life?

"Whoa whoa WHOA!" Cole lifted his hands to show he had nothing in them that could do harm. But, of course, that didn't mean he couldn't kill them bare-handed. "One question at a time, lasses. And please do put that down, young miss." He raised his eyebrows nicely. "If I had in deed meant to hurt you, don't you think there'd be blood on my hands?" He hadn't meant to talk all countrified, but something just happened when he saw those girls standing at the top of his wooden stairs. He dropped his hands, thinking they got the point. "Sorry. I blame the television." his Indian accent hidden well by an American one. Cole smiled, hoping he looked friendly. Again, shyness always got the best of him.

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AWEE thanksuu .u.