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[Ranth]

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Ramthula would have been lying if he said that his pulse quickened when Rin exposed her neck to him, if only because he didn't think he still had a pulse upon becoming a vampire. However, although that particular bodily function had become defunct, there were plenty of other ones that were still alive and well and he licked his lips and swallowed heavily, as if by doing so he could hold back the desire to throw himself at her and claim her right there and then.

But he didn't. Instead, Ranthula held his desires in check - albeit with great difficulty, given Rin's blatant provocation- for there was an order to these things. He was a vampire, an undead monster some would say, but he wasn't without a certain sense of propriety. He wanted Rin, but he wanted her accordance with a very specific criterion. Namely, he wanted her to ask him for it. He wanted her to want it. If she begged, so much the better but he wasn't sure if even his vampiric charm could accomplish such an extraordinary feat.

Was it hypocritical for Ranthula to think of propriety and choice whilst simultaneously using his powers to manipulate Rin? Absolutely. Did Ranth care/ Absolutely not. He was an undead monster after all, one could only expect so much of him. Thus, he watched with a patient smile as Rin backed away from him and made no move to stop her even as she gripped the door handle and stepped into the room beyond. Before the door closed however, his smile widened and he gave a playful reply to her last question. "Why don't you come over here and I'll show you~" Then the door closed and she was gone.

However, as Rin collapsed against the wall following her foolish ingestion of the questionable vial that she'd discovered- a pair of arms gently wrapped around her shoulders from behind and a voice whispered in her ear layered with that same allure that had led torn down her defenses once before already. "My goodness Rin, you can't go around swallowing every vial of questionable liquid you come across", he chided her playfully. "But if you're thirsty... perhaps I can get you some milk", he chuckled as he brushed his fingers across Rin's chest. Alas, in her current state it was far less exciting than it could have been, but it was as the saying went... it was what was on the inside that mattered and if Ranthula had his way... then he'd be inside Rin very soon.

"Come now, my dear. Tell me that you want it and I can take all the pain away. All you have to do is say the words...", he whispered and although Rin couldn't see them, his eyes flashed as he sensed her willpower finally beginning to falter beneath his power.1-3·1-3·1-3·1-3·1-3·1-3·1-3·1-3·1-3

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Well that worked against her in a way she never expected. She should have known better than to trust anything in this godforsaken castle. She cursed herself and hunched over. She closed her eyes and balled her fists as if it would make it all go away. This situation went from bad to worse faster than she expected. She flipped her head up to look at the ceiling like everyone was right there above her. God, she hoped they were finding a way out. There was no point in screaming for help. She wasn’t the type. Ranth was not going to have her screaming.

“Not yet at least”

“Stop it.”

“What’s wrong with letting him have a taste?”

“Everything.”

Malicious thoughts filled the Empress’ head. Before, she had a grip on her mind but it just felt like it was slipping now. Like she almost wanted it. Almost. What was wrong with her? Was it him? It had to be Ranth and tha— "My goodness Rin, you can't go around swallowing every vial of questionable liquid you come across" She shivered, feeling his arms slip around her shoulders and his voice in her damned ear. Suddenly, Rin whipped around, her fingers grabbing his collar aggressively. She’d shoved him into the wall she was leaning against previously. Every word that left that vampires little mouth assaulted her mind. The Empress didn’t know what to do other than act out. Though, Rin herself wasn’t entirely sure if it was out of anger or something else.. "But if you're thirsty... perhaps I can get you some milk" Definitely something else and it took every little drop of her will power to fight it.

“Plea— No! Shut up..”

She shook her head. Rin barely caught herself and growled weakly at him as the taste of her own blood filled her mouth and stained her lips. She was sure he could smell it. The pain was at least dissipating. She shot a pointed glare at Ranth. Though, it wouldn’t last for longer than mere seconds. Rin was staring at his fangs.. wondering.. debating.. Yet again, she couldn’t help herself. She wanted him. “Don’t you want to leave this place, Ranth..?” She whispered back pleadingly, bracing her forehead against his. “I doubt I taste good. You might enjoy doing something else.” She teased. Feeling his fingers graze her chest. Maybe she could.. stay here.. with… him..? "Come now, my dear. Tell me that you want it and I can take all the pain away. All you have to do is say the words..." Rin stood there for a long while, her grip on him loosening. She finally stepped away but she didn’t stop looking at him. She looked at him like she wanted to say yes and she walked backwards, attempting to head back into the Servant’s quarters. She had to do anything to get away from him.



Rin's Stats:
45: Strength
5: Speed
50: Knowledge
50: Sanity

[Ranth]

OOC: Rin said vampiric powers overrides gender swap so Ranthula is officially back to being a male now

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Ranthula continued to smile as Rin backed away, her eyes burning with inner conflict as her rock hard will fought against the gentle caress of his charm laden pleas. She was weakening, he almost had her. All she needed was one last push and she would be his in mind, body and soul. But before he could open his mouth to push her over the brink when he felt an odd tingling sensation spreading through his body. Over the course of several seconds, he felt his bones break and muscles stretch, only to reform almost instantly without any of the pain that logic told him he should have felt. But before he knew it, he'd grown by almost two full feet and he realised that whatever power that had turned him into a woman had been undone by his monstrous transformation.

Breathing out a sigh of contentment, Ranthula looked back up at Rin's retreating form and he smiled at her, a beaming smile that radiated euphoria so powerfully that even the coldest of hearts couldn't resist feeling a slither of joy welling up within the bit of their stomachs. "Do you see Rin? This power is no curse, it's the cure! Like this, you can be yourself again!" He called out to her with all of the charm behind the words that he could muster. He would break her, he would make her his. She would belong to him... forever.

Driven by this impulse, his smile took on a savage edge and his eyes flickered with a devious gleam as he pushed the charm further. "I can cure you Rin... but you'll have to beg for it. On your knees. At my feet. Beg me to bring you pleasure. Beg me to make you scream". Ranthula had almost lost himself to the ecstasy of what he knew would come next, all pretenses had been dropped at this point but it didn't matter because thanks to the power of his charm, he could have been telling someone to beg him to flay them alive and they would. This power, this control, it was like a drug and Ranthula was intoxicated by it and by his newly attained vampiric nature.

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She felt her breath hitch in the back of throat as she watched what was happening before her. Eyes wide with shock, Rin continued to walk back as he came forth, his body twisting and elongating. Her eyes followed every movement. She gulped hard and jolted considerably when she felt her back pressed against the wall. This house had transformed them he was back to.. his normal self. He was.. Rin tried to deny it vehemently but as she looked at him from head to toe, she couldn’t deny it— He was attractive and she felt drawn to him more than ever. How.. How could she ever deny him..?

“Nn..” She started an attempt to say the word “No”. To refuse him and run away. It was like she was in a trance and she couldn’t say the word. Couldn’t..? She didn’t want to. She wanted him. She wanted to be his.. God. She had to be his. There was nothing else she wanted more than to be Ranth’s. She tilted her head and bit her bottom lip as she looked at him. He had to have been right… right? He was back to his normal self. He looked like himself. Slowly, Rin would saunter up to Ranth. It was weird being his height but.. then again.. this wasn’t her body. She looked at him with a small smile. “I.. can be yours..” She whispered excitedly, her cheeks pink at her revelation. “I want to be yours, Ranth. I have to be yours.”

Rin knew what he wanted and she moved closer, her fingers tugged gently at his own kimono as if to truly make sure it was him. There was no deception as far as she could see and she’d start to shrug off the right side of her haori slightly, letting it drape around her arm and exposing her bare neck. “Ranth.. please...” She exhaled with desire and she looked at him hungrily. Rin had to have him and on his command, she slowly dropped to her knees, looking up at him. “I’m begging you.” Her fingers reached up for the opening of his kimono as if to gain his attention. She needed it. She needed that. “I have to be yours. I need to feel that way. I need this. I want to be yours..” She felt like it was suddenly much harder to breathe as she spoke but she didn’t care. This was urgent. With her full strength, she tugged him down to her level, her free hand grabbing a hold of his shoulder. “I’m begging you to make me feel pleasure” She whispered, letting her lips graze his ear, giving him full access to her neck.

“And make me scream after.”



Rin's Stats:
45: Strength
0: Speed
50: Knowledge
50: Sanity

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A stone?

After opening the locked safe and seeing what was inside, Luke’s anticipation turned into curiosity. The small bowl didn’t hold much secrets since Luke could instantly recognize that it was a mortar with medicine. But the stone? The stone was what interested him. Lifting it up to get a good look at it. It was a purple color and as Luke held it he was filled with a strange, unmistakable, feeling of comfort. Like everything would be just fine with this stone. Had he found the McGuffin? ”You know some people keep pet rocks?” Stashing the stone into a pocket, along with the medicine, Luke pushed to his feet.

”That has always confused me. What is the appeal of calling a rock a pet?”

Listening to Nadezhda didn’t remove the frown from Luke’s soft, feminine, lips. The man turned woman narrowed his eyes at the apparition, though he was loathe to admit that something had changed in the way she was talking. Nadezhda wasn’t talking as though she were playing a game. There was actual venom in her voice. But it wasn’t directed at either of them. His focus was torn away from Nadezhda when Shizuka suddenly grabbed his arm and lead them out of the attic. She had spotted another room to explore. He wasn’t going to disagree with her choice. They needed to search more of the rooms in order to find the key and get out. However, Nadezhda wasn’t done explaining to them just what, exactly, was going on.

”I don’t know any of those other people.” Luke shot at Nadezhda when she suddenly said that one of his “friends” had been turned. That didn’t make any sense to him. What did it matter to him that one of those people had been turned? He only cared about getting Shizuka out. But as he said that he realized that something didn’t feel...right. Why was he so quick to dismiss those people? His train of thought went back to Nadezhda as she walked in front of Shizuka and opened the door for the room the two were aiming to go into. The room looked as though a fire had gone out of control inside it. The walls and floor were charred black with burns. But it was what was in the center of the room that had Luke’s attention.

The spear.

”“And you need that to kill Dracula.”

So this was the magical McGuffin to kill the vampire that was trying to wake up? Staking this through the brides heart would free the turned people? That’s how it would work right? Standing in the doorway and looking at the spear, Luke’s eyes narrowed a little with...discomfort. He was still thinking about what he had felt a moment ago. He was someone who strived to save others lives...yet he was so ready to cut others loose for one person. “Save who you can” so to speak. Luke realized why that was. Without his powers he was just a normal person. A regular human. The same Luke that worked at that grocery store three years ago. The one that couldn’t save anyone. Without his powers he wasn’t...anything.

No. He didn’t need his powers to be a hero. He wouldn’t regress to that weakling he once was.

”Hey...Shizuka. If I suddenly burst into flames when I grab that I...just want you to know I…” Luke started to say, looking to her for a moment. Even if her form had become a mans, he still saw the woman he loved. She was still beautiful to him. Maybe it was because he had turned into a woman. ”Hmph. No, I’ll tell you later. It’ll be fine. Here, take this.” he said softly, reaching into his pocket and removing the Sacrificial Knife and handing it to Shizuka, before stepping into the room. He was giving her his weapon so she had something that wouldn’t be gone after one us.”So we use this to kill Dracula’s bride then the big bastard himself?” Luke asked, just to confirm, before reaching out to take the spear.

[Ranth]

Ranthula didn't realise that he'd been holding his breath, waiting to see if Rin would finally submit to his will, until he let out shuddering breath that caused his entire body to tremble with anticipation. The she looked at him, the way she shrugged away her collar to reveal the alabaster skin of her bare neck... before she'd even said a word he knew that he'd won and although it was the first of many victories, this one felt the most monuments by far. This was Rin after all and even though the 'Ranth' that he'd once been was naught but a distant memory to the ego that lived within this body now, he could still remember how fierce and domineering the will that she possessed truly was.

So to see her gazing at him with undisguised desire was the sort of giddy thrill that he wasn't sure anything else could match. "Yes, that's it, I'm glad you understand", he whispered breathlessly into her ear as she pressed herself against him and pulled him closer, offering herself to him in her entirety. For that was what it meant to be turned, it was to be inextricably linked to the one who had turned you. Even now, he could feel a faint tug in the back of his mind that bound him to the girl who had bitten him. A thread that bound his will to hers and was likely what drove him to feed and convert. In turn, it was likely that Dracula himself held her own strings and now Ranthula was about to add another link to the chain of domination.

But he wanted to savor this moment, as it could only happen once and then it would be gone- no different from a shooting star or a maiden's first night in her lovers bed. It wasn't just the act that made him giddy, but everything that it represented. In a sick and twisted way, this was the most intimate act that he could partake in as a vampire and certainly the most sensual. The pleasures of the flesh took on a whole different meaning for an undead monster such as himself after all.

"Mmm, I like it when you beg. As your reward, I'll give you exactly what you want, my dear", he growled as he lowered his lips from her ear traced his tongue lightly down her neck from just below her ear. Although this may have seemed like an overtly sexual act, the truth in this case was that his saliva posessed a special proeprty that served at once as both an anesthetic and an aphrodisiac. She wouldn't feel the bite, but she would feel an indescribable pleasure- exactly as he had only a few minutes earlier. He had promised her that he would bring her pleasure after all and he was a vampire of his word.

"Brace yourself, my sweet. I'll be going inside you now... deep inside you", he warned her gently as he gripped her shoulders firmly and slowly, painstakingly opened his mouth to reveal the full extent of his razor-sharp fangs moments before he brought them to beat upon Rin's freely offered throat. They sank through her flesh like a hot knife through butter and the warm taste of her blood gushed into his mouth like the finest wine and for a moment he lost himself in the ecstasy as he was inside Rin and, in a way, Rin was inside him as well. A guttural moan of pleasure escaped Rin's lips as he sucked out her very lifeblood and then he felt her body go slack and he knew that his time to indulge had finished. if he drained her dry, then she would die and be lost to him forever. Thus, with great reluctance he stopped sucking and injected vampiric venom from his fangs directly into her bloodstream. One could call it his vampiric seed, for it quickly spread through her body and almost immediately it began to change her, both mentally and physically as the ego of the one known as Rin was broken down and warped into something that bore only the faintest traces of what had once been and replaced it with Rinthula. Simultaneously, her male form melted away such that by the time Ranth drew out his fangs, he was holding the unconscious woman in his arms. "Now, you are marked as mine. Forever and always", he whispered before lying her down on the ground so that her head rested in her lap.

"It wouldn't be gentlemanly of me to not stick around for the morning after", he chuckled to the girl who at that moment emerged from the crypt and saw him sitting with Rin's prone form on her lap. She didn't respond immediately, she just smiled- revealing her own fangs in the process."There is no rush, the others have yet to escape and I do so love a good hunt... and soon, Dracula will awaken for the first time in living memory and the age of vampires will begin", she said as she licked her lips

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The blood was life and it shall be his! Not even holy water could help her now. This was exactly what Rin wanted. She knew that. To be his and his alone. Her begs and pleas would be answered and the once mighty Empress would sigh with satisfaction at his answer. Her fingers found her hair and pushed it over her other shoulder, allowing him more access to her neck. Not that he needed it. The Empress wanted to accommodate her favorite vampire and as she listened to him speak, in sultry tones she spoke, “God, yes..” Her fingers slipped down his chest at the sensation of his tongue running down her neck and she pushed herself much closer to him.

She didn’t know why part of her felt just a tinge nervous as she awaited his bite. Was he going to wait there? Ask her to beg some more? What was he waiting on? She could feel his hot breath on her neck. “Ranth..”, she called out to him, unable to properly say much of anything. Formulating a thought was difficult when you felt pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. It was just as he said. Why was she even trying to fight it in the first place? How foolish of her.. Him being inside her was the equivalent of seeing stars. Sighs and moans continuously escaped her lips. As her neck arched, she bit her bottom lip in an attempt to remain quiet. “Give me what I want.” She growled demandingly. Him. She wanted him. She desired him more than she desired leaving this place.

Who would have thought her priorities would have shifted so drastically in the arms of a vampire? She didn’t want to think about it anymore. The Empress could care less. The only thing more important than escaping.. The only thing more important than being an Empress was having Ranth inside her. She’d tossed everything aside. He’d broken her down and while that would normally terrify her, Rin only had one thing on her mind. Her face became flushed and her body felt hot as her hands roamed his chest. “Please” She begged one last time. STILL CRINGING LOL

When his fangs finally pierced her flesh, she felt the pleasure surge through her body. It caught the Empress by surprise and she gasped. Her head rolled back and her eyes closed in languorous ecstasy. “It feels..” She began, her body seemingly paralyzed with satisfaction. It was practically running through her veins. Her fingers threaded themselves through his hair as he drank from her. She should have done this sooner. She should have been his sooner and now she could experience this. “Harder” She demanded, her tone was velvety and she arched her back against his chest. ”Deeper.”. The Empress groaned as she greedily demanded more of him. She was his. His at last~! Her vision blanked for a moment as the pleasure came in waves and before she knew it, she could see her hands. Her normal hands. Rin was herself again! “Always and forever” she whispered back one last time before her consciousness and humanity slipped away together.

Dazed and confused, her eyes glazed over her surroundings. She saw the empty doorway on one side and on the other was.. a white.. kimono? She was on someone’s lap. Her face was still rather flushed and she was red. When Rin looked up she’d see that familiar yellow pair looking back at her and slowly, she’d sit up. She felt the strangest feeling in her mouth. Something foreign. Her tongue slowly glided over her lip only to stop at the right most fang and her face lit up. She didn’t know what was going on but damn did she feel amazing. Powerful. On top of the world. The back of her throat felt so dry. She was thirsty. The corners of her lips curled into a sultry smile and she raised her eyebrow as her eyes fell to his lips. They were red. The smell of something delicious hit her and instinctively she bit his bottom lip and licked it clean, looking back up at him as she did so and locking her gaze with his. That's what she needed.

“I feel myself quite wild with excitement..”

[Shizuka Sanamizu ✮]

Shizuka didn't hardly care about the other people involved in this house. His only interest was Luke. Making sure the two of them made it out alive was his priority. Listening to this idiotic child speak was hell enough, anyway. The sooner they were able to get away from her, the better. Shizuka rolled his eyes flamboyantly. He wasn't sure if being stuck in a male body made it easier for him to not listen to women or if he had selective hearing in the first place. Luke was obviously the brains between the two of them now. Shizuka wasn't able to think of anything other than stripping Luke down and seeing her toned, goddess-like body. Aside from having maybe one good idea out of, like, a thousand to go see a new room, he was pretty useless.

Besides, all he wanted to do was fix the problem. He was a man now, after all. He could just use his fists and punch his way through the house or something testosterone-filled like that. Maybe kick back and drink a beer afterwards while doing sit ups, doing ab crunches, getting strong. If he kept the largest masculine thing about him in this new body, he could even learn how to sword dance like a champ and use Luke as his partner. She'd like that. Girls always liked that. And with how Luke was dressed right now, she was practically asking for it. Shizuka, off in his mind of lust, was too distracted by imagining himself sitting Luke on his lap to listen to his own girlfriend speak. Well, almost.

”Hey...Shizuka. If I suddenly burst into flames when I grab that I...just want you to know I…”

"What's up?"

”Hmph. No, I’ll tell you later. It’ll be fine. Here, take this.”

Shizuka pretty much knew what she was going to say. He could feel it in his groin. There are only a few phrases that could follow something like that with such an abrupt change. The Fullbringer took the blade with his right hand, ignored the question Luke asked, and held her hand with his own left one. Shizuka's eyes met with Luke's as a sense of realization reached his conscious self. He tucked the blade away in his now-deeper back pocket thanks to his pants being made for men. The blonde pulled Luke closer with his male hormone-induced strength and kissed her. With his now free right hand, he held the back of Luke's head as a means of support and an added way to enhance the kiss.

Their closeness was amazing. The fact that Shizuka could feel the pressure of Luke's breasts against his body was enough to awaken the beast within. He wouldn't speak the words he knew Luke wanted to hear, but he wanted to show her. He broke the kiss only for a moment to glance around the room quickly before smirking down at his girlfriend. The fact that he was taller than the Bount now was the best. He felt powerful. He felt like he was in control. And with that feeling, he moved his right hand down to hold on to Luke's shoulder and matched the movement with his left. Once they were both placed where they needed to be, he pushed against the woman and led her to a wall where he then trapped her.

With Luke's back pressed on the wood paneling and Shizuka's arms stretched out to either side of her face, this created somewhat of a cage so that Luke wouldn't be able to escape. There was nowhere to run. She couldn't hide. She couldn't avoid Shizuka anymore. The blonde had been holding it in this entire time, and Luke even attempting to say those three words was enough to bring it out. He didn't want to resist this feeling anymore. How could he? Luke was right there. She was standing right in front of him looking as beautiful as ever. And with his left hand still against the wood, Shizuka moved his right down to Luke's waist.

He pulled her closer and made no effort to conceal the hardness that was growing within his pants. With how close they were, Luke would feel that. She would feel everything. Every inch of it. Shizuka's breathing was getting a little heavier, but he kept it under control for the most part. He smirked one more time and moved his face so that he could nibble on Luke's ear for a moment before making his way down to her neck. This was Shizuka's weak spot, so he assumed it may be something Luke would want to experience. The Fullbringer bit down lightly and licked against her skin to prepare himself a bit. Along with sucking and minor added motions, Shizuka managed to give his Bount a hickey before taking a break in order to look into her eyes.

"Don't run from me anymore. Don't you want me, too? We're safe here. No one can find us. It's private enough." Shizuka took his free hand and grabbed on to Luke's, then almost hastily led it to the waist of his pants before sliding it in a downwards motion. He wanted Luke to feel this. "Come on, babe. Show me what you can do."

Maybe it was the house. Perhaps it was the fact that he was a guy now. But Shizuka wanted nothing more than for Luke to reach down his pants, grab his 🍆 and work her ✋ or 👅 until Shizuka 💦 all over her 🤤. He even thought about even more lewd things. He wanted to strip Luke down and bend her over so that he could slap her 🍑 until she screamed for more. If he was going to be a guy for as long as they were trapped in that house, then he wanted to experience every second of what that was like. He was going to stick his 👊🏻 so far inside of her that she wouldn't be able to do anything aside from 😩. And Shizuka would adore every second of it.

The best part was that when Luke was good and 🌊, Shizuka would strip any remaining clothes he had and shove his 🍆 so far inside her 👌🏻 that she would scream out in pleasure and beg him for more. But he wasn't wanting that just yet. He wanted to play with Luke. He wanted her to want him just as much. He was ready to do whatever he needed to. He had been good for what felt like five pages in some imaginary story and never even attempted to explore what it was like to be a man and 👉🏻👌🏻 a woman. But he had one here. He could do it. All it would take was a little convincing. But did he really have to try that hard?



Strength - 50
Speed - 50
Knowledge - 50 + 5 = 55
Sanity - 45

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[Ranth]

As Ranth gazed down at Rin's unconscious form, he finally had time to think about what he had done... and what he would do next. He'd been driven by something primal and inexorable to claim Rin as his own, but he'd never stopped to consider what came next. When he was inside her as deep as he could go and partaking of her sweet nectar, he'd felt a single moment of worry amidst the ecstasy. A single rogue thought that had been banished almost as quickly as it had come. If all he desired was Rin's blood, then what good would she be to him as a Vampire?

That was the concern, but as he gazed upon her exquisite alabaster skin a small yet tender smile quirked his lips. The desire was still there, not just for her blood but for everything that Rin was. He knew from experience that she was a fierce and prideful individual who sunned the very notion of being tied down against her will and the mere knowledge that he had broken such a spirit and reduced her to begging like an addict looking for their fix filled his entire body with a kind of heat that he wasn't entirely familiar with.

But that gave rise to another problem.

So far as he knew, it seemed that becoming a vampire had amplified certain traits and wiped away others. There was, without a shadow of a doubt, almost no comparison between Ranthula and Ranth beyond the shell they occupied. Yet Ranthula was fairly certain that he would not have felt so powerfully about Rin in the way he did now if there wasn't some kind of foundation already there. Had Ranth held some forbidden desire for the woman who he felt was worlds out of his league? Since he had used his newfound powers to manipulate Rin into allowing herself to be transformed, what would she be like when she awoke? Would he still be able to charm her? Would the charm be ingrained in the very fabric of her new ego as a vampire? Or would she be beyond him once more?

Anticipation and dread warred within him as he waited for those eyes to open and for his questions to be answered and when at least they did... his breath caught in his throat as she sat up sleepily and looked around as though in a daze before their eyes met and Ranth released the breath that he'd been holding as he recognised a single emotion burning brightly within them. Desire. When she pulled herself into him, he didn't resist but rather welcomed the touch of her mouth against his as she tasted the last traces of her humanity. Some might have called it a kiss, but it was something far more. Something that only they could understand. Something that awakened something else within Ranth. A desire for something other than blood and judging from Rin's words... perhaps she felt it too.

"Well as long as we're both feeling wild... perhaps we should start acting like it", he purred as he placed one hand on her chest and pushed gently but inexorably so that she lay on her back, her kimono dangerously loose from what had happened over the course of the last few minutes. Moving on all fours like some kind of lion, Ranth positioned himself above her, his right leg positioned against her inner left thigh and the thin layer of fabric from their respective robes did nothing to curb the fierce heat that emanated from that point of contact. "I believe I recall you saying that you wanted me to give you what you want... and to make you scream", Ranthula whispered as he gazed into her eyes from mere inches away. "I don't believe I've done either of those things... yet. Is that still what you want?"

The look in her eyes at that moment was told him exactly what the answer to that question was...


Without breaking eye contact, he reached down with his right hand whilst supporting himself with his left as he trailed his fingers up Rinthula's leg. His touch was a gentle caress, but it gathered the material of Rinthula's Kimono in its wake, revealing the bare skin beneath to the warm basement air until he reached her waist where the ornate sash still fought a losing battle to keep her modest intact. As his trailing fingers reached the sash, he hooked a single finger beneath it and tugged once. A sharp, commanding motion that broke the seal and allowed the garment to spring open like the doors to Eldorado submitting to an intrepid explorers touch.

For several long moments, Ranthula just let his eyes roam about the bounty that lay before him and he felt that strange heat again, coursing through his entire being but more concentrated in some areas than others. "Perfection", he whispered as his eyes returned to Rinthulas and he discovered that his arms were trembling, not with the effort of holding himself above her, but rather fighting against the urge to close the distance between them in that very instant. Yet some small rational portion of his mind still remained, like a canoe in a storm, told him that this was something that needed to be taken slowly. Thoughtfully. Intimately...

"You know, they say that good things come to those who wait. So hold on my dear, for the night is yet young and I have a promise to keep", he grinned before lowering his head to kiss her. It was soft at first, probing, but as though he were being drawn into a whirlpool the kid became deeper and more frenzied whilst his hands roamed Rinthulas's nubile form. After what felt like an eternity, yet at the same time hadn't been nearly long enough to satisfy their urges, their lips broke apart - leaving them gasping for air, but rather than kiss her again, Ranthula instead kissed her on the cheek, then began making his way down towards the base of her neck and from there he proceeded to explore every inch of Rinthula's body with hands and fingers, mouth and teeth... lips and tongue.

He roamed freely, guided by both the subtle and not so subtle reactions Rinthula had to his administrations. Every gasp, every moan, every tensing of her body guided him more clearly than any words could express. He was at once a slave to his most base urges and yet... he had never felt so in control. Finally, after what could have just as easily been hours as days, Ranth returned to his original position with Rin on her back and his arms braced on either side of her as he gazed into her eyes once more. "I think that should do for a warm up. But I've been thinking... why should I have all the fun? I'll let you take the lead for what comes next", he winked deviously at her before adding slyly, "That is of course... if you think you can handle it"

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”Mmmff!” Luke grunted almost like a squeak when he suddenly felt Shizuka’s lips slam into his. The back of his head was being held by Shizuka, being used to pull Luke’s head in closer to Shizuka’s to deepen their kiss. What is she- The Bount tried to think, but quickly came to realize that coherent thoughts were getting harder to form. He was entirely distracted by how good it felt kissing Shizuka. It almost didn’t matter that their bodies had changed now. An electric sensation exploded in Luke’s chest when his overly sensitive breasts came into contact with Shizuka’s wood like chest. The grinding of fabric and the sudden pressure caused a rush of intensity that made Luke’s lower eyelids tremble.

And suddenly, he was pressed against a wall. Shizuka caged him against one of the rooms four walls, placing both his hands on either side of Luke’s head to box the Bount in. That only lasted for a second, however. In the next instant Luke felt a hand on his waist before that portion of his body was pulled against Shizuka’s. He could feel it. He could feel it. This was what it felt like on the other end? Before Luke could say anything in protest his words were caught in his throat when Shizuka suddenly went for his specific weak spot. Everyone had one. Shizuka’s was her neck, as Luke learned. When her girlfriend turned man suddenly began nibbling on his ear, it caused a gasp to escape from Luke’s mouth. His eyes widened for a moment before he shut them tightly, biting his lower lip and praying Shizuka didn’t suddenly stick his tongue in there.

He might have sighed with relief when the attention to his ear stopped, but instead his breathing began to grow even heavier when Shizuka began sucking on his neck. The pressure, the nibbling, the licking, all of it together was causing Luke’s mind to grow blank. His head dangled loosely to the side, slowly giving more room for his girlfriend to do even more to it. Luke’s mouth hung open just a little, his eyelids tightening together a few times from the waves of pleasure. S-stop...a-anymore and.. he mentally begged, unable to even form the words. Despite what his rational mind wanted, Luke’s new body was saying something completely different.

His abdomen was experiencing a strange sensation of burning and a pleasurable pain. His waist twitched with actual anticipation, grinding ever so slightly against Shizuka’s against Luke’s control. Shizuka finally stopped sucking on Luke’s neck and raised her head to look into Luke’s eyes. The Bount must have looked like a mess. His face was beet red in color. If this were an anime, or a hentai, his breath would no doubt be coming out in steamy little clouds. Or he might have had hearts in his eyes. Luke’s breaths were deep and broken as he stared at Shizuka with suspense and anticipation. He couldn’t move. He couldn’t speak. If Luke could speak then he’d be saying no. That this wasn’t the right place. That they weren’t safe. But his body? His body wanted it. His body wanted everything Shizuka was going to do to him.

"Don't run from me anymore. Don't you want me, too? We're safe here. No one can find us. It's private enough."

Luke’s breathing hastened. His eyelids lowered a little as the hand he placed against Shizuka’s chest tightened into a fist, gripping the Fullbringers shirt tightly. The Bount wasn’t able to stop his waist from grinding against Shizuka either. Every motion sent a wave of pleasure shooting through his body from down there. But then Shizuka did it. She grabbed his hand and slipped it into her pants. And he felt it. There wasn’t any clothes between Luke’s hand and it. His eye’s just widened. His breath got caught in his throat. He just stared at Shizuka.

"Come on, babe. Show me what you can do."

Then Luke pounced. Like a hungry lion(ness) on top of a oblivious gazelle. Luke jumped on Shizuka. Both of his hands grasped the sides of Shizuka’s head before the Bount slammed his lips into Shizuka’s and used his weight and the momentum to send them both to the floor.. In that same instant, however, Luke shoved something else into the womans mouth. Swishing and swirling it around and tasting everything in Shizuka’s mouth. The Bount pulled away suddenly, leaving strings of saliva between their mouths as Luke leaned on his arms, dangling his head above the Fullbringer. He sat, straddling the Fullbringer’s lap, staring down at his womans face. Despite their new bodies, Shizuka was still his woman. ”Don’t you fuck with me. You’re not the man here. I am.” The Bount said, glaring down at Shizuka before sitting up.

”I’m going to break you.” the Bount said, with a hungrily tone, before reaching down and grasping the lower portions of his shirt and pulling it up-”BOY HOWDY KIDS! We can’t go showing THIS on cable TV! The networks will come shutting us down and taking away our foreskins, aha! So instead of showing this obviously explicit content, we’ll instead spend this informing you, the viewers, about safe sex! I’m your host, Jäger, and with me today is the author of the million copy selling book “The Kamehameha and what it can do for YOUR kitchen”, ASUKA TANO!! ….wait, what do you mean she’s not here? What the hell does “husbando grieving” mean? Oh...uh...WELL ANYWAYS!”

“I’m sure SOME of you are wondering just what Luke and Shizuka are doing right now anyways? Well if I were to tell you what they were doing in accurate detail, then that big wolf in the sky would come down and eat us right up! So instead I’m going to use vague details that only people with an IQ of one hundred and eighty will understand-” ”You need to stop this RIGHT NOW!” ”GET BACK IN THE FUCKING BOX YOU ARE NOT TAKING THIS AWAY FROM ME! So as I was saying, pardon that interruption, Luke is currently tearing into Shizuka like a hungry velociraptor. Thankfully they don’t have any neighbors, so no noise complaints today! There miiiiight be some water damage and structural issues in this room though. We’ll just have to see. Though it’s kinda funny how they both forgot that Nadezhda is just standing right there. Like, she’s just standing RIGHT THERE. But I guess it’s not a “Little Sally walked in on Mommy pegging Daddy” when the little tramps a spookum.”

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[Ludwig Verrlicht]

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Ludwig glanced around him as he moved to sit down by the door. However upon realizing it was a chapel he instead decided to sit in the nearest pew. No reason why not to right? It was at that moment that Ludwig had noticed his companion Silas wasn’t on his shoulders anymore. He quickly jumped up and looked around only to hear Silas’s comment before rushing towards the podium and the cross that was on it. “A passage huh? Well that could be us-” It was at that moment that Ludwig began to hear the cawing and the sounds of a grandfather clock chiming. He quickly held onto his ears not certain where all the sounds were coming from as the chapel was pretty empty, save for the podium, pews, and stain glass windows. He looked around trying to find the source of the noise but only found the door previously closed to have been opened. Apparently despite them trying to bust his eardrums they were more than content to do such from the other room.



“The other room? Can they not enter in here?” Ludwig was immediately distracted by the feeling of something crawling up his leg up to his head. He almost screamed out until he realized that the feeling of the tiny claws meant only one being. Silas. Once Silas was back up on his shoulders he could feel the fear emanating from him. If he were honest he could have easily taken a butter knife and spread it over toast it was that thick. Upon listening to Silas Ludwig’s eyes would widen as he made mention of “The Haunt”. Wasn’t this the same thing that had put Silas in the predicament he was in currently? If so that meant he needed to be careful and what would you know the orb decided now was the time to speak up about just what the hell was going on. It’s glow was unnatural and Ludwig didn’t even need to hear Silas mention it to pick it up and look into it.



This however...was arguably the wrong decision. What Ludwig saw put shivers down his spine in fear as he knew before Ranth had even been bitten that he was dealing with a vampire. Her commentary only confirmed it. But the scene didn’t end there no he watched her enter another room before suddenly giving off an aura of playful curiosity. The next moment made Ludwig have to seriously question if he had blood or ice cubes in his veins anymore. Because he sure as fuck wasn’t certain anymore. What Skankula did wasn’t exactly special but it spoke volumes. She had turned to face him, not the wall behind her, not Ranthula, not Rin. HIM. And with a small little smile promised him a personal meeting. Ludwig hadn’t even realized how badly he had been shaking at that point and before he knew it the crystal ball wasn’t in his hands anymore. It had slipped through his fingers and promptly connected with the floor, shattering upon impact.



Ludwig didn’t even notice though as he was still shaking heavily. S-she saw me. She knows that I saw what she did and she probably knows where I’m at. W-what the hell am I going to do? Is there anything I can do? She’s a vampire and I’m not even able to bring out my release. I’m DRASTICALLY weaker than I would otherwise be. What the HELL am I going to do?!?!?!? Ludwig dropped back into the pew and held his face in his hands. He hadn’t been this terrified in a long time, it reminded him of his early days as a shinigami where his weakness was ever present. Even now it was still incredibly present but he’d been able to manage. But now, in this house? He didn’t have kido. He didn’t have his release. And he was alone, aside from Silas’s company. But what could Silas do? Sure he was a veritable source of information but would that be enough to beat a vampire? He didn’t exactly have the best streak going for him, in fact his kill streak was a negative one. Still there had to be a way to get out of this situation.



Something HAD to be able to be done. Ludwig couldn’t just sit here in the pews shaking in fear. Calming as this place was it wasn’t going to protect him. And that’s when it hit him. He needed to think back to what affected vampires. Garlic, holy symbols, holy water, stakes, and even fire potentially. The shaking slowed down to a more reasonable level and his eyes began to return to their normal size. The adrenaline rush was still present but he was beginning to think more clearly. Still while Ludwig was able to overcome his mental hurdle his depression was starting to well up and start bringing itself more to the forefront with small whispers of despair. It took him a few more minutes of calming down and forcing his mind to think things through before he was mostly back to his normal self. Taking a deep breath, several in fact, he stood up and looked over at Silas. “Alright...so it seems we are against vampires...Not sure if you’ve dealt with em Silas but we need to search this chapel for something, anything that could be “holy”. Hell I’ll take a bible if you can find one. Would you mind searching amongst the pews for me? I’m going to go look more towards the podium and fiddle with the cross. Maybe if I’m lucky we can take that. Or maybe I’ll find that secret passage you were talking about. Heh you never know where that could lead to. Maybe if I’m lucky it’ll be a room with a gun. Or perhaps a holy hand grenade. Who knows? Worst case we are back to the foyer right?”



Try as he might Ludwig’s face still showed small signs of fear having creeped up. It was quite literally only his strength of will and experience dealing with things FAR scarier than vampires that was pushing him forward. He had dealt with several vastly more terrifying hollows in his day so this should have been easy to overcome. Or at least that’s what his mind told him. His heart and depression was fighting fiercely against this but if Ludwig had anything going for him it was his mind. And that was all he had at this point so best follow it since his emotions and heart were working against him. Just you wait, I will make sure I’m prepared to defend myself when you show yourself. With quick steps Ludwig made his way to the podium quickly searching the altar as well as the contents of the podium for anything else aside from the cross. Whether he did or not wouldn’t change the fact that once he was finished looking he’d start messing with the cross. In truth...he wasn’t really sure how this was going to “open up a passage” but with enough fiddling anything was possible right? So for the next couple minutes while Silas would search and Ludwig would fiddle it was quiet, peacefully so despite his gnawing fears. Ludwig could feel himself slowly calming down further so that he was going back to his normal state of mind because of this room. Credit where it was due this room was definitely a good place to be at, especially when one had mental ailments that could easily trip you over the edge.



While Ludwig was considering what made the room so peaceful he managed to accidentally hit the button the cross. Loe and behold it was a switch and lever combo. He had to hold the button and pull the cross. Classic. Pulling the cross back to the podiums desk portion Ludwig could hear something moving around him. In fact it seemed oddly close, close enough that he wasn’t certain if he was actually standing atop the entrance or not to this passage. Looking back however revealed the answer. The altar itself had split in two and began to open up revealing a staircase to a room behind the chapel. It was filled with incense, candles, other little tattered nicknacks but nothing that screamed “holy”, though it did smell surprisingly pleasant. On the opposite side of the entrance to this room was a door, a simple wooden door that had a larger chunk of wood holding it in place. To say Ludwig was surprised was sort of a mixed answer. He WAS surprised to find a genuine passage somewhere but what the passage looked like did not surprise him too much. Still something irked Ludwig just enough to not consider opening that door yet. In truth he really needed to find a friend first, maybe Asuka? She had been in the other room a little bit ago so maybe if he walked back he’d find her. Then again she was with Hibiki. Ludwig groaned as he was coming to the conclusion that he was shit out of luck. Really, aside from Wycliff there was no one else in the house he could stick by. Ludwig glanced at a stained glass window and glared some at it. “I understand that this is a trail and all but could you please give me SOMEONE that will help me with this? For fucks sake “God” I have a vampire that’s trying to kill me and nothing to really fight against it. You gotta give me SOMETHING or SOMEONE I don’t care which!”

OOC: One door to the kitchen please. My darling garlic-chan awaits me. Here's hoping she remembers to meet me there.
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”Well as long as we’re both feeling wild… perhaps we should start acting like it.”

If she had a heart it would have beat faster. She did feel something else though.. Here she thought that he’d cast her aside like a rag doll since she’d lost her value and became just like him. She didn’t know what was going on behind those golden eyes after she helped herself to a mere taste of sweet humanity. Rin had one thing on her mind and she’d told him before— She wanted to scream. The Vampiress waited patiently as he spoke, examining him. To her relief, his own look matched her own. There was a certain fire in his eyes and her face lit up once again, lips peeling back a grin.

He’d pushed her on to her back and watched him crawl his way on top. There was something so damn primal and so attractive about him that she absolutely couldn’t ignore. He had quite a hold on her though, she couldn’t figure out why for the life of her. He did charm her but she herself was just like him. His powers would cease to work, no? There was a certain magnetism with it came to Ranth. For as long as she was near, she was drawn to him and no force was going to cause his pull to weaken. “..What do you think?” She quipped, her voice low and bewitching. One hand delicately slipped around his neck as he moved. She donned a vixenish smile as she spoke.

Silk was an awfully thin, flimsy material. Regardless, there was much Rin loved about it. The way it pooled around you when you stripped yourself from it and the way that it clung to her figure down to the way it felt against her skin. Yet, in this moment, it was more a nuisance than anything. It wasn’t her normal outfit but it might as well have been seeing as how she wanted nothing more than to have it off. She felt hot and bothered and that point of contact? That told her everything. She was still for the moment but she wanted nothing more than to pounce at the man in front of her. Though, there was something about this moment she wanted to savor. She didn’t dare break eye contact. The way he looked at her made her want to melt. He wanted her. He absolutely wanted her.

Normally, Rin had always been stubborn when it came to just about everything. Commandeering to a fault. Did turning strip that away from her as well? Well, she was no longer an Empress but many things felt different both physically and mentally. She felt as though Ranth was the captain of this ship in this moment. She was a slave to his words, his touch.. all of it. It was beyond intoxicating to the woman. It was by choice. Something that was once there was much stronger. Perhaps someone of great importance to the former Empress. She exhaled pleasurably feeling his fingers travel up her leg. She was sure this whole house was going to know his name by the time he was done..

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{50: Sanity}She could feel the slinky fabric gathering beneath his fingers, her exposed leg deliberately grazed against his own. She noticed that while her own delicate robes were practically falling apart, his were still fully intact. Something she intended to change but not at the moment. She watched his fingers unhook her sash with ease and she let out a breathless sigh of relief. She watched his eyes rove along her half exposed body and her fingers slowly trailed up and along the hemline of her now open kimono, pushing back the troublesome fabric. Her fingers move and she watched to see if his eyes followed, past her stomach, her voluptuous chest stopping just at her shoulder where she finally freed herself.

Rin tilted her head as he watched her. She loved the way he looked at her. Rin felt like her body could ignite at any moment with how hot she felt. Her fingers moved along his trembling arms. He wanted to jump. He wanted to seize her and make her his yet again. “Don’t hold back.” She rasped as her arms hooked around his neck. She was undead and yet she never felt more alive. Her grin matched his own at his last words and lower his head went, down for his lips to meet hers. When they finally kissed, it was beyond electrifying. It was slow at first. Sensual and passionate simultaneously but the greedy vampiress couldn’t help herself. More. More. More. Her moans her stifled as kisses picked up their tempo and her body moved in tandem with his roaming hands. Her own grasping at the back of his neck. It was hard to keep control.

When he finally broke the kiss, Rin was left breathless. Her chest rose and fell with every thrilling second that passed. It was as if all the oxygen in the room had disappeared. She watched him, eyeing Ranthula. She craved him and although she was impatient, she wanted to savor every second and let it consume her. “Mm..” She purred lowly as he kissed her cheek and moved further down her body. She watched him crawl down her body with his hands, mouth, teeth.. She panted with anticipation and her fingers were winding themselves in raven tresses in an attempt to not pounce. She desperately clung for some semblance of control. He’d feel her tense under ever sweet spot he hit and he’d hear, “Raanth..” for all the sweeter spots. Rin didn’t know how he’d done it, but she was full well under his spell; vampiric charm or not.

”That is of course... if you think you can handle it”

And just like that, he’d flicked a switch. Words she’d been dying to hear. Without a moments notice, she flipped him over. Was it just her vampiric nature or had she grown more selfish? Was it him? Her thumb pulled at his chin and she’d kissed him slow whilst her other hand slipped down his body, lower, lower… lower. She’d feel her fingers graze him in one moment and in the next, she’d grasped him. She pressed her lips against his ear and in that tantalizing voice, she responded, “Can you~?” Before biting at his ear lobe. It wasn’t fair that his robes were still on. Her lascivious gaze was trained on him and her fingers plucked slowly at his own sash. She’d seen him tremble before.. Could she make him do it again?

“Let’s test that patience of yours.” She challenged wickedly, as she pulled apart meddlesome white robes but left his bottom in tact. Her eyes wandered around his topless form, marveling. She’d laughed softly for a moment as she’t feast her eyes, her smile faded. “God..” She spoke breathlessly. Her fingers trickled down his chest lightly and she tugged at his belt. The look on her face was contemplative and reluctantly, she let it go, leaving it alone entirely. She’d begun, climbing atop him, pressing her own body against his, skin against skin. For a species that was meant to be as cold as sin, he’d feel her warmth everywhere. “I want you.” She whispered, dizzy with carnal desire. Her fingers pulled at his face, her lips seizing his hungrily, licking, tugging and biting for a few moments while her hands roamed his body, her hips bucking just a bit. It seemed too soon to stop but she lowered herself slightly, her tongue ran down his neck past his bite, her breath dragging along it. For that one bite alone that the girl left, Rin left a few small ones in a streak of possessiveness. She didn’t know why that bothered her but if Ranth could mark her, why couldn’t she? She’d plant small, feathery kisses along his collar bone and looked at him as she did so. ”Good things come to those who wait..” She teased repeating his words, winking back. She’d sat atop him, plucking at his belt. “Or are you still warming up?”

[Ranth]

A hundred men could have hurled their combined weight at Ranthula and he could have remained unmoved, such was the power that his vampiric transformation had granted him. However, for all that strength he didn't put up even the slightest resistance when Rinthula hooked her supple thighs around Ranth's hips and rolled him so that she was on top. Because, as everyone knew, Rin was always liked to be be on top and just like that, it was his turn to lie back and let Rin take care of the handy work. He could still taste the lingering tang of her body upon his tongue and her scent filled his nostrils so powerfully that he wondered if it would be burned into his memory forever.

"I wonder if any of this would have happened if we'd never come to this place" he mused aloud as he gazed into Rin's eyes and was almost as frightened as he was elated by the sheer hunger he saw reflected there. Hunger, for him. For all of him. It was a foreign sensation, one that he had no memory of from his life before the mansion. But now that he'd experienced it first hand, he never wanted to forget it. Then again, he wasn't sure he could forget this feeling even if he wanted to.

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The world was a blur of colours and sensations as Ranthula was finally freed of his clothes and for a single heart stopping moment, he was vividly aware of the overwhelming sense of nakedness between them. No barriers to sight, touch or taste. No inhibitions to hold them back. There was just two soon to be lovers, more passion than a single heart could hold. To anyone watching, their foreplay was something brutal and terrifying, especially as Rinthula left no shortage of puncture marks across the tapestry that was Ranth's bare flesh.

Yet the miracle of vampiric venom was such that there was no pain, only the euphoric ecstasy as in a way, their roles were reversed and it was Rin who thrust herself inside Ranthula over and over and over and it was all Ranthula could do to suppress his gasps and moans to a modest level. Again he was lost to a world of pleasure and the whisper of sweet nothings until he reluctantly surfaced only to realise that Rinthula was being an absolute tease. "You know, imitation is the Sincerest form of flattery, dearest", he grumbled playfully.

Then, with a twist of his hips he reversed their roles one last time and miraculously, found himself poised on all fronts to take the final plunge and seal the deal once and for all. But some part of him had taken Rin's earlier teasing as a challenge... and one that he intended to 'punish' her for. "Are you sure you want to test my patience?" He breathed into her ear as he poked teasingly at her [[REDACTED]] with his throbbing [[REDACTED]]. He ached to just give in to what his body wanted and [[REDACTED]] his [[REDACTED]] into her [[REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED] until she [REDACTED]]. But there was an order to these things and if the way his [[REDACTED]] was reacting to his teasing of her actually astounded him as its true form revealed itself in all its glory.

Just when Rinthula thought she might go mad with anticipation, Ranthula gripped her firmly and rolled one last time so that she was where she belonged. On top. Her [[REDACTED]] and his [[REDACTED]] perfectly poised so that all she would have to do to get what she wanted more than anything else in the world at that moment was to lower her hips and let nature take its course. One could interpret it as a sign of seeking content to go all of the way one last time, or then again, maybe it was a bizarre power play, but one thing was for certain... the finale had arrived and if Rinthula didn't blink in this game of chicken then there was only one way it could end. With a bang. But you know what they say; In for a penny, in for a pound and oh boy was Rinthula in for a pounding.

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OOC: Thanks for allowing me to participate in this! ^.^

A small groan was all that the Espada could muster upon stretching his limbs to push himself from the cold wooden floor. He felt tired, weak, and confused. Looking to think back to what had happened, he didn't remember much of anything, so there was no telling how he ended up in this place. The question was, though, where was he? Looking around, it appeared to resemble some form of house. Though, maybe a bit older? It was hard to tell. Surely there'd be more information on that, but now likely wasn't the time for that. For now, his plan was to search, and see what he could potentially find to get his ass home.

Upon regaining his composure, Adolf decided to send out a Pesquis, mostly to see if anything was out of the ordinary, and as such, snapped. With that snap, though, noticeably nothing happened. He shrugged it off, and snapped again, attempting another Pesquis. Once again, the same thing happened. In a small fit of anger, he continued snapping with abandon, to no avail. "What the fuck?!" He shouted, obviously pissed off, and almost immediately noticed the change in his voice. The pitch was noticeably higher, and sounded quite a bit more feminine. He stopped to think for a moment. Something odd is definitely going on. The question is, how and why?

Almost immediately, Adolf began to search around for some kind of mirror. Fortunately, the room he was in had one right there that was easily available. Unfortunately, Adolf's reflection quite easily caused him to shout once again. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" He shouted once more, this time far louder than before. His form was much more feminine than previously. Her hair was much shorter, and most noticeably, she wasn't in her normal robes. Instead, she was in some sort of edgy outfit. She squinted her eyes to glare at the shirt she was wearing, trying to read the text backwards. "Green Day? What's that?" She asked herself. Quickly shrugging that matter off, though, there were much more important matters to attend to.

"Hellooooooo?" Adolf called out, looking to see or hear someone else. Somethihng told her that she wasn't alone in here. Though finding others would be a rather unique situation altogether. She began to explore the rooms around her, calling out into the air around her. Hopefully someone would hear, and be able to explain to her just what was going on. Her first thought was to make a left, heading straight for what appeared to be some kind of ballroom. It didn't look to be anything out of the ordinary from what one might've expected, but it was still a fairly large room for what she thought was a small buildng. Perhaps she was in some kind of mansion?

She took a few moments to look around, to really no avail. She certainly didn't search hard enough to really look for much of anything, more to just get acquainted with the room she was in. Once again, she continued to shout. "Anybody at all here who's able to explain anything at all to me?" Hopefully this would get someone's attention, if it didn't already. If not, then oh well, the search continued. From there, she waited in the ballroom, debating whether to head north or south. She had no idea what could be waiting for her in either of those rooms, so perhaps exploration was needed. At the same time, though, if someone had actually heard her, staying in wait would by far be the best option here. If she disappeared, the chances she'd be found in this apparent labyrinth of a house were slim to none in her mind.

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{Stats!}Strength: 50

Speed: 50

Knowledge: 50

Sanity: 50

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