damien wilde
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Post by damien wilde on Mar 25, 2010 21:54:38 GMT -5
She was absolutely the most infuriating and stubborn girl he had ever met. As the thoughts of what occurred in the night came flooding back to him, he became increasingly agitated. Damn it, he should have just killed her. He should snap her neck and he would never have to deal with her again. However, in the back of his mind he was aware that revenge was the sweetest, and his plan to torture her would gain his satisfaction soon enough.
With a sigh he picked her up, and set off toward the hospital wing. His wounds from the naughty girl began to heal as he walked, however she would need a bit more magic and medicine before she was healed. Ahh, the luxuries of being a vampire. Damien's harsh eyes looked down into Janet's unconscious face, she looked much more peaceful like this. It was nice to see her, all innocent-like, and not talking.
It didn't take Damien too long to reach his destination. He entered the hospital wing and was soon met with a very concerned nurse. "Oh dear..." she said, looking over Janet with worry. "What happened? she asked, looking to Damien for the answers. She was a young nurse, obviously taken aback by his good looks. Oh, he would have no problem charming and deceiving this one.
"A vampire attack, I think," he said, easily feigning concern. "She has bite marks. I didn't see the attack, but I was out for my usual nightly stroll, and saw this poor darling on the ground, out cold..." he looked genuinely sad, and knew immediately that he had the nurse, by the heart. He managed a small smile. "Please do something for her, but I can watch her so you can get some rest," he smiled again, almost genuine, and the nurse giggled.
"Of course, thank you, sir," she was obviously flirting. Who didn't flirt with him? Oh, the brat in his arms, right. He brought Janet to a hospital bed, and watched, bored, as the nurse performed various mending acts on the unconscious girl. She finished everything with a little huff, then looked to Damien. "I really appreciate you watching over her," she said, giddy delight. "You're so kind..."
"My pleasure," he said with a little wink. The naive nurse soon skipped off, and Damien stared down at Janet with an evil brilliance. It would be so nice, her not being able to speak of what happened. "Wakey wakey," Damien cooed to Janet, in a sing-song voice. He didn't want to have to wait until morning...
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Post by Janet Numan on Mar 26, 2010 16:48:41 GMT -5
The ringing started to return, damn. She was alive again, not the reaction most would give but Janet had been here too many times before, she did not think she had such a resilience to live, but someone sure thought she did. The mending of skin, and the bones repairing slowly, she did not open her eyes, it was far easier to just pretend to be unconscious then answer questions. She hated those stares, the looks of dismay and pity. Too many in the past, too many she envisioned for the future. She ran down the fight in her head, pitiful indeed. She could not really deem it a fight in her mind, a sad attempt to make a stand. A sick feeling in her throat, unrelated to her physical damage. Yes, she knew how she got here, in this bed, being helped by what sounded like a young woman. Sure he would like that indeed. Janet on the other hand knew better. The think about hospitals was that they stole all your protections. When you arrive there they take and remove anything you have to protect yourself. The hospital is a safe place, well Janet was no fool and knew that there was not any safe places anymore. Yes, if the nurse had paid attention she would have noticed the blood on that menacing fool that carried her in, that he was no savior. However Janet knew that he was far better then any coy vampire, he had a lot more behind the belt. Footsteps, whispered words Janet knew that she was not alone, sure but he had to rub it in more, like pouring salt on wounds his words wanted to make her cringe. "Wakey wakey," If she had the strength she would have spit on him, however the Nurse did a good number in addition to her already banged up form, she could barely open her eyes, but she forced them open to see his disgusting face. For Janet did not see his good features, yes they where good, she only saw the evil. What had he done to her out in the graveyard? Why did he let her live, he did something, a curse, surely not a charm. “You should have killed me.” Her voice was weak, sad really. It was sure to make him feel good at how terrible she sounded. Still she was unaware that she would not be able to speak of his evils to anyone else. Evil glares only go so far, and when you are in a hospital bed barely able to move, you don’t have any pull, and you just have to take what they dish out to you. She was getting her life back on track, even had ideas for the future now, however she hated life again and everything that came with it. Hogwarts was a distasteful, sick and ridiculous school. There was no system anymore, and it sure as hell was no longer the safest place to be, if anything it was too dangerous to understand. “What thought you would look like a valiant hero?” yes, she knew he would be able to hear her thoughts, and to be honest she could not cake less, so her thoughts came without hindrances and without guard like she once could do without much more then a wink. ’No one gives a damn about me anyway, so this hero act is useless’ she thought, not caring if he listened in. “You will burn in hell.” She said, threats once again did not sound so bad when coming from a hospital bed, but Janet was not a normal girl, she was vengeful and now full of hate. |
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damien wilde
hogwarts staff
DADA professor
vampire
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Post by damien wilde on Apr 8, 2010 10:12:19 GMT -5
He was beginning to become bored with the thought of her waking up. Maybe it wouldn't be that fun to torment her, maybe he was over it... There really was no gain for him if she stayed unconscious. The only current goal he had in his life was to cause pain, and to torture others. And this would be pointless, for him to stand over her and watch like he was some sort of savior. That thought disgusted him.
Damien hadn't even considered the blood on him. The nurse was too distracted by his charm to become concerned by it. And if she had asked, he would simply attribute the blood to holding Janet. Damien had a wicked answer for everything, and if his answer wasn't believable enough, combined with his good looks, he would simply compel the idiot nurse.
She finally spoke, after his boyish taunt. A small smile came on his lips, her voice sounded horrible. "Oh, don't go feeling sorry for yourself," he said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. He sat beside her on the bed, running a cool hand along her forehead, in an almost loving way. There was certainly something wrong with him. He was always torn between damaging someone and caring for them. Usually his sadistic side always won, though, of course, he was a vampire. And a scorned vampire, at that.
A mixture of her voice and her mind met his ears. He looked down at her, with a slight sigh escaping his lips. "Oh please, I don't care if I look like a hero, I don't want to be a hero, I just don't want anyone to suspect anything... I'm not done with this school, or with you..." he gave her a wink that he knew would disgust her. It didn't bother him that much that he sickened her... He was used to every girl, regardless of what he did, falling head over heels for him. Damien was secretly trying to plot a way for her to become a little interested in him... but he was more interested in trying to emotionally scar her.
Oh, the wars of a vampire. "Need anything, love?" he asked, in a more enthusiastic and kind tone. To Janet he probably seemed slightly schizophrenic, with both his words and actions. Then again, he was sure any act of kindness he performed she would peg to him trying to be manipulative. He caressed her hand for a moment, and chuckled at her. "I will burn in hell? I'm immortal, that will surely take awhile..." he spoke, as if he would never be killed.
ooc: ugh, sorry for lateness and the badness.
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Post by Janet Numan on Apr 10, 2010 18:10:13 GMT -5
Janet was indeed confused. Who wouldn’t be? First he did not kill her and now, what was this? Did he think she would fall for this? Evil! Evil! Evil! Her mind pulsed like her blood as it moved now calmer in her body then before. She hated this, so long she had been trying to get past the idea that not all creatures where evil, then this. A professor, a mentor to students, this means that there is no one that is safe. She really was feeling like her life of hunting was too short lived. As much as she hated it, she knew that she could not kill every evil creature out there. More and more come and go each day. The fact that they can get into such positions made her sick, and also worried her about others in the school, the government, even the hospital she went to every other day for therapy. Yes, she was indeed a mental case, now more then ever. Janet had her share of crazy, first hand experience. This is what confused her the most. She wanted to spit on him, her throat was dry, she wished to smash his head against the bedside table, but her arms still would not move. And she knew in her mind if she did anything they would blame her in an instant. Who cares what Janet has to say? The stupid nurse she did not care, leaving her with this thing. ” Need anything, love?... "I will burn in hell? I'm immortal, that will surely take awhile..." Janet managed to roll her eyes, immortal was such a façade that these creates hid behind. Janet felt like life as her own hell, nearly dieing on to many occasions now she had came to the conclusion that there was nothing after death. What the hell did she care about; the idea was still in play. The statement still remained true to her. “You’re already half way there.” She said, as vampires were known as walking dead, yes he was indeed alive and still could be killed. This again made her question what was after life if the dead still remained. Vampires where the worse example. Janet knew that they only way for her to stop her vengeances would mean she was dead. God she hoped that she would never have to be back here again. “You won’t get away with this.” Janet said, voice still manipulated by damage inside. OOC: it was fine, I don't think mine was all that great though. |
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damien wilde
hogwarts staff
DADA professor
vampire
breathe into me[br]and make me real[br][br]save me from[br]the nothing[br]i've become
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Post by damien wilde on Apr 14, 2010 22:49:06 GMT -5
It was pretty impressive to Damien that he was able to sneak into Hogwarts, with evil intentions. He knew the positive fluffiness of the school had allowed other creatures to become professors, but they were all of the best intent. Damien had anything but good intentions, his life was consumed by the need to inflict pain. He had so much anger built up inside of himself, anger that he couldn't let go.
Damien sighed out loud, it would be nice to be free of the frustrations he had. Maybe he could have more to his life. But, this would do for now. He uneasily focused his attention back on Janet. She certainly didn't look happy, he could tell that without reading her mind.
"Wanna take me all the way?" a whispered reply, accompanied by a calculating glance. He was joking, he didn't want her to actually kill him. Though if Damien really considered the fire in her eyes, he probably wouldn't tempt her any further. If she had the strength at the moment, he wouldn't put it past her to try and permanently injure him.
"I won't?" Damien asked, with mock horror. "Oh no..." his expression remained shocked, then he placed a single finger to his lip, tapping it there. "Oh wait, I think I remember a little spell I may have put upon you..." He looked at her, with a spiteful smirk. "Oh! And I am a professor, so far respected... and I 'saved' your sorry little ass..." he paused, to take a confident breath inward. "I don't think they'll expect anything," he ended with a close whisper, then an exaggerated wink.
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Post by Janet Numan on Apr 19, 2010 12:57:37 GMT -5
He taunted her to no end, perhaps this was her punishment for trying so dearly to do right? Pay back for all the wrongs she had done? What wrongs anyway, the world was indeed better off without things like the one in front of her. The fact that this stupid school kept letting in monsters was far beyond her, and she was getting frustrated with herself for even coming back here. Too many times she had done this, and far too many did she find herself in a hospital bed with no strength, and it only getting less and less as the time went on. His attention on her worried her, what was the point of all this? He surely had some sort of plan, then again Janet did not think to highly of creatures to consider their master plans. "Wanna take me all the way?" Filth he was. How these things came to be was beyond her, but she sure as hell knew that they did not belong, her frustrations spreading further then this one vampire, but again to all creatures like him. She merely roller her eyes. And of course he continued his words. "I won't? Oh no...Oh wait, I think I remember a little spell I may have put upon you... Oh! And I am a professor, so far respected... and I 'saved' your sorry little ass... I don't think they'll expect anything" Yes, he was too smart for what he was. And yes, what spell did he perform? She remembered the wand at her, the words so mumbled and the pain too strong for her to catch it, what had he done to her? “What did you do to me?” she said angry and spiteful, having to ask made her feel weak, and even more like he was indeed winning, but hadn’t he? He did save her life essentially, but he was the one to put it in danger too. She now refused to meet his eyes, unlike the strong Janet, willful and ready to fight. She knew that she had a different fight coming about her. Magic always made things so much worse. |
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damien wilde
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Post by damien wilde on Apr 25, 2010 21:34:02 GMT -5
ooc: sorrysorrysorry again. lateness, blah.
Damien was so intent on causing her harm, now that she was all broken up in a hospital bed he wanted to gain her affection. He didn't like that she wasn't in love with him, it almost made him want to force himself upon her until she was screaming his name. Damien gritted his teeth, then let out a heavy breath. Janet got under his skin in several different ways already; he shouldn't let humans effect him in such a way, to such an extent.
The roll of her eyes made him want to grab her hair, yank her head back... he almost growled, but regained control. He had to keep his cool, like he did just moments before. He was in charge, not this feisty little girl. It amazed him how she fought, even when she couldn't. Maybe that's why he didn't kill her, she had this fight in her that was undeniable. She had this spark that he just couldn't kill. Yet, her strong personality also made him want to torture the hell out of her. Funny how that worked.
It was easy to see she was less than impressed with him. Damien was starting to think he didn't even scare her! Anger flared up in her once she took in what he said, this made just the slightest of smiles appear on his beautiful face. "But that's the fun part," he whispered, suddenly close, against the side of her face. "You don't know..." he pulled back slightly. "You can try to pry it out of me, if you want... I know a few things that get me talking..." he smirked, pulling away from her, letting his arms stretch behind his head.
"But you don't like to play, so maybe I should just let you figure it out on your own," Damien said, standing, towering over her. He assumed this wouldn't work, Janet would never be a puppet to him, even if he held something over her. He wanted to know what made her break. He wanted to do things to her until that spirit finally died...
Damien was beginning to realize how twisted he sounded. One minute he wanted to keep that life in her alive, now he was thinking how delicious it would be to steal it from her. Wasn't it fun being a scorned vampire?
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Post by Janet Numan on Apr 26, 2010 17:24:23 GMT -5
Sick, indeed it was. She felt that uneasy feeling rising up in her, was it the medicine as it magic? Who new or cared at this point. It was all hell breaking loose and no one knew, and it would be a raw day when someone believed her. Wait? She could prove it, right? A vampire’s bite, moron bit her. While few commonly knew it, but like any human they are unique too, now just to get someone to listen.
Something was strange though, the way he acted toward her, it indeed confused her a bit. Still her disgust for his filth grew. It was a strange sort of hatred she held for only the most vile of creatures, in which he made the mark. “I’d rather you just die.” No she would not play his game, pry out the truth or even toy with the idea.
“I am clever enough, it wont take long for me to know and reverse your childish spell.” She indeed was clever, perhaps why she was sorted into Ravenclaw, after all her other qualities did not match the house. Then again Huff had demons in it these days… not much credit in sorting anymore.
Janet was indeed feeling better, superficial wounds where nearly fixed, and bones being repaired. A crack was heard, she did not make a noise but it indeed hurt but the flinch in her face as a rib snapped back into its place. What sort of nurse just left a patient like this? Oh right, she was left in good hands. Yes, Janet knew that the days to come were going to prove difficult, but not impossible. A few hours lost, not months like previous times. Perhaps he was not as great as he thought he was…
“Don’t you worry I can play my own games.” She said sitting up, pain trembled in her body but she could move she was not staying in the bed. However her head rushed in a blur of white, nearly knocking her out again but she breathed, to stubborn to give in.
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Post by damien wilde on Apr 28, 2010 12:47:06 GMT -5
Damien could only toy with someone for so long if they weren't willing to play. There was no point in him to bother Janet with both his desire to kill her, annoy her, and make her want him. He was actually growing tired of her unwillingness to talk, and her inability to take his bait. Of course he could understand she hated him right now, he just would rather if she were more fun.
He could always compel her, cast another spell on her to do whatever he saw fit. But he figured one torturous spell was enough for the beaten girl. "Ouch," he said, clutching at his heart like her comment stung. "We almost just met, and now you want me to die? Tsk tsk..." he pursed his lips, still standing over her. He did plan to leave soon, even though he promised the stupid nurse he'd watch her.
"Childish? Not likely, I've been alive long enough to know spells you probably haven't even heard of," he looked at her, glaring down at her currently weak frame. He let out an exaggerated sigh. He observed her expression as he heard some bones crack back into place, and he offered her a moment of a soft expression, before reverting back to his prior glare.
"Oh fine, you don't want to play..." he played with an expression of disappointment for a moment before sneering. He could see her struggling with her recovery. "You're not as fun to bug anymore, maybe I'll have more fun with you in class..." he said, allowing hints of a smirk at the corner of his lips.
"Sweet dreams," he said to her, then he blew her a kiss before he walked out of the hospital wing, leaving her without the nurse. He was going to go tell the nurse he was going; but nah, he decided that Janet could scream if she really wanted the help.
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Post by Janet Numan on Apr 29, 2010 19:29:08 GMT -5
Her night, had proved not to be the free spirited fly around the grounds that she had envisioned. No, Janet had to be a hero, well what little of a hero she turned out to be. All she did was land herself in some heavy water, and she did not know how bad it could be either. What sort of spell would he have even cast? Not anything that she could tell at the moment had an effect… had it been something she would not know.
Did he use magic to track her, and be able to know where she was? No. That was stupid. Janet thought as he was making his own little mind game continue. At this point she had decided to ignore him, clearly he was done with physical torture so what was the point then? Besides all she needed was the nurse to walk in as she threatened to kill him. No, that would prove to be sour.
Perhaps it was a fake spell? Now that is dumb, he has a bit more brains that that, Janet. she told herself once more as he wined to her about playing his game. Clearly she hit some buttons.
See her in class? Was he mental? Janet could not even consider that! As soon as she got some rational person to do the work needed, he would be in prison. Sure she had a little too much on her mind, and that was when the idea hit her. Why had she not seen that Nurse yet? She decided that she would take things into her own hands. She felt the cold floor under her feet as she attempted to stand, and leave this dreadful room. However that did not last long as she fell out of the bed. two seconds Janet Yes she was talking to herself, but at least no one could hear her.
That thing must had left about ten minutes now when the door opened again, the footsteps stopped in a sort of panic. Then Janet’s hand landed on the bed for support. The Nurse had returned, looked worried as Janet found herself back on the bed. The Nurse asked her what happened….
“I … AH…” Janet mumbled and could not speak, like she could not remember but she did. “I can’t…” Now she knew, well had an idea. And he was right he did know spells she did not…
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