Snippet #2430474

Raphael was sitting on his bed, humming softly to himself as he carefully wiped the blood of Yuri off the silver blade of his sword, focusing on getting it totally clean. The sword was beautiful and had traveled in the family for generations- Raphael had been the one lucky enough to inherit the rapier, just like his brothers had inherited other heirlooms. Once he was done wiping the blood off the blade, he stood up and sheeted it carefully before putting it away in a more appropriate place- or at least he thought it was more appropriate. He placed the sword in his closet.

Just as he was about to shut the heavy, dark, wooden door of the closet he heard a knock on the door, narrowing his eyes. He was still annoyed because of the encounter with the humans before and his eyes, usually a softer shade of crimson, were glowing brightly now as another look of annoyance crossed his features. Slamming the door shut, he heard a voice quickly following the knock.

"Master Raphael? May I interrupt you?"

Hesitantly, he took a step away from the closet, sitting back down on his king sized bed before replying in his usual, unfriendly tone. "Very well, you may..." he said rather flatly, shifting his gaze away from the door and to hid window. With a deep sigh, he laid down on the bed and shut his eyes, patiently waiting for the butler to enter. He was still slightly annoyed, curling and uncurling his fist against the crimson velvet covers, but at least he didn't feel much like destroying anything right then, or yelling, for that matter. Then again, while he was slowly calming down... this could quickly change to the worse again. After all, it was not unusual that Raphael had random anger outburst, usually caused by something trivial.

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Evangelina's eyes spread wide open as she felt the vampires fangs sink into her tender, pale skin and she suppressed a scream of agony as an overwhelming, immense pain vibrated through her. Even if she wanted to scream, though, she wouldn't have been able to, since his hand was clamped over her mouth. Being a spirit vampire and as they by nature were physically far more vulnerable than even humans, Evangelina started to feel dizzy rather quickly. She could hear the daemon hiss in rage and charge at him, claws and fangs exposed, but she couldn't see him clearly. To her, he looked like nothing more than a shadow, just like Grey was starting to do.

Added to her slowly dizzying state was the unspeakable agony the bite was causing her. Although it is possible for a blood vampire to drink of a spirit vampire, their blood doesn't taste very good and the pain the bite causes the spirit vampire is far worse than if a blood vampire would bite a human. The drug like substance vampire fangs released into the human they were drinking from, causing the human to feel pleasure... did not have any effect on spirit vampires.

In a feeble attempt to push him away and stood him from hurting her, Eve placed her hand against his shoulder, soft sobs escaping her lips. However, instead of pushing him away she somehow managed to entangle her hand in his shirt instead, clinging to him. That was the last thing she felt... before she fainted.