Post by Noir on Aug 12, 2009 3:05:19 GMT -5
The heels she had come to the harbor with had seen their fare share of hell.Ruff and skimmed up she thought to herself for a moment if the cheery Compton was nice enough to pick her up a dress maybe she would be nice enough to throw her some rather amazing heels as well. She had not even taken a second to see if the store had shoes she was far to focused on getting the rest of her outfit together. Sliding the rest of her old blood stained dress down she realized that she nothing else to wear after this outfit it would be slightly strange to not poses even one or two changes of clothes at least for a few days. Maybe if she did not go to much over her spending limit she would be allowed to pick up a few things. She thought quite hard about her oppositions while the Cherried one sat outside. Though low at first an entrancing sound echoed from the dressing room, Noir had found herself humming the tune of her childhood. When she thought she often had to make some noise to much quiet bugged her.
Kicking of her chipped and destroyed heels allowed her to slide her dress the rest of the ways down. Stepping out of it and into her new significantly shorter dress a feeling of over due joy slipped over her. She had been a woman for years but she was still required to dress like a child by her father. Now away from him she could present her self in any fashion she wished. With a quick bend she found herself pulling up her new skirt. Glancing at her self in the mirror while breaking into an overly bad attempt at looking sexy was a must. Childishness was her curse years of sheltering had produced one of such age, but with the common sense and maturity of a ten year old in some cases. Blowing a kiss to herself in the mirror came next but was quickly interrupted by the light with the shop shutting off. She could here Cherry out side the door shoot up as if to scan the shop she was ready to protect.
Now slightly frightened the words Cherry had uttered earlier seemed to shoot through her mind take the back alleys, the streets where dangerous, all these types of things crossed her mind all before one crucial fact. She had been pigheaded and stubborn she had walked out into the street, she was the bad one here. The Compton had only wanted to protect her but she could not see this earlier now they were the hunted and it was not a feeling of peace. But just as the whisper of her own mind became ravenous enough to consume her frail innocence the Compton's voice pristine clear voice shot through. Her valor was to be respected for it could be felt as her words flowed along winds of honor and almost maternal instinct.
Nodding her head as if Cherry could see her Noirene close to the door whispered yes. Though she was scared she could not help the feeling that she needed o be out there at least trying to help cherry out. Blood burning she pressed upon the door she wanted to make her way out but she also wanted to flow the orders given to her moral dilemmas always left Noir indecisive. When she heard the shot and the blood curdling scream she knew she had to at least see what could be done to help her Cherry as already risking a great deal for her. Pupils dilating She lost it and zone out the blood had been to much for the young vampire and within the store she could sense more. A heart filled with blood pumping at an astounding rate it was incredible, she could feel just bellow the mans skin and she had not even seen him yet. Pushing upon the door hard shot it open with force and vigor.
The tempting alore of new blood had nullified all sense of what she had been told. The adrenaline sprinkled through his system only served to spring her fangs from their sheaths she was ready to emerge from her dressing room though half dressed she did have sense enough to move quickly to behind one of the many displays for clothes. She was inexperience young, and blind to the apparent danger but she still held blood from two throats that night. Quick and intoxicated with power she sprang forth staying low she made a dash,her movements seemed more of a flash display for some reason she found herself trying to gain the hunter's attention. Though her actions where against the wished of her new friend she had the best intention at heart. It ran a close second behind the urge to drain this one of all blood, but it was still a very close second(lol). Moving around the many Displays she tired to keep as out of site as possible while still being visible enough to catch the eye.
Kicking of her chipped and destroyed heels allowed her to slide her dress the rest of the ways down. Stepping out of it and into her new significantly shorter dress a feeling of over due joy slipped over her. She had been a woman for years but she was still required to dress like a child by her father. Now away from him she could present her self in any fashion she wished. With a quick bend she found herself pulling up her new skirt. Glancing at her self in the mirror while breaking into an overly bad attempt at looking sexy was a must. Childishness was her curse years of sheltering had produced one of such age, but with the common sense and maturity of a ten year old in some cases. Blowing a kiss to herself in the mirror came next but was quickly interrupted by the light with the shop shutting off. She could here Cherry out side the door shoot up as if to scan the shop she was ready to protect.
Now slightly frightened the words Cherry had uttered earlier seemed to shoot through her mind take the back alleys, the streets where dangerous, all these types of things crossed her mind all before one crucial fact. She had been pigheaded and stubborn she had walked out into the street, she was the bad one here. The Compton had only wanted to protect her but she could not see this earlier now they were the hunted and it was not a feeling of peace. But just as the whisper of her own mind became ravenous enough to consume her frail innocence the Compton's voice pristine clear voice shot through. Her valor was to be respected for it could be felt as her words flowed along winds of honor and almost maternal instinct.
Nodding her head as if Cherry could see her Noirene close to the door whispered yes. Though she was scared she could not help the feeling that she needed o be out there at least trying to help cherry out. Blood burning she pressed upon the door she wanted to make her way out but she also wanted to flow the orders given to her moral dilemmas always left Noir indecisive. When she heard the shot and the blood curdling scream she knew she had to at least see what could be done to help her Cherry as already risking a great deal for her. Pupils dilating She lost it and zone out the blood had been to much for the young vampire and within the store she could sense more. A heart filled with blood pumping at an astounding rate it was incredible, she could feel just bellow the mans skin and she had not even seen him yet. Pushing upon the door hard shot it open with force and vigor.
The tempting alore of new blood had nullified all sense of what she had been told. The adrenaline sprinkled through his system only served to spring her fangs from their sheaths she was ready to emerge from her dressing room though half dressed she did have sense enough to move quickly to behind one of the many displays for clothes. She was inexperience young, and blind to the apparent danger but she still held blood from two throats that night. Quick and intoxicated with power she sprang forth staying low she made a dash,her movements seemed more of a flash display for some reason she found herself trying to gain the hunter's attention. Though her actions where against the wished of her new friend she had the best intention at heart. It ran a close second behind the urge to drain this one of all blood, but it was still a very close second(lol). Moving around the many Displays she tired to keep as out of site as possible while still being visible enough to catch the eye.
