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Tweak says, "somebody loves you"

Lexington "Lex" Bostwick (rapidhush) wrote in light_of_may,
@ 2010-03-04 17:13:00

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2009-07-06, lex

He used to have feelings, but the blood has stopped pumping
Who: Lex and Monica
Where: Ad Gustum
When: Afternoon
Warning: Gore and violence

Lex still hadn't slept. Surprise surprise, what else was new? Though the bastard had ever reason to finally sleep. He found out the information needed for Pyotr's target and aided Domina in playing with Wesley. All was well in his world, except now that it had been quite some time since he slept, which meant now the hallucinations were starting to kick in. Sometimes he saw phantom images flash before him, making him even more paranoid, but right then he heard voices. Sweet, enticing voices. They spoke of violence, of slaughter, of sheer cold-blooded bloodlust. Lex had been infuriated since leaving the bar the other night and not being able to kill the stupid bitch that insulted him. Even though he was able to satisfy his violent tendencies with Wesley, the prick wasn't a woman, and right then having some 'fun' with a woman was in high demand.

And he did know of a few lying around that were accessible to him.

The blood slaves in the dungeons were always being smacked around and no one seemed to care, which was lucky for Lex. Upon entering the basement, he eyed the cells, wondering which one to go for. His head throbbed hard while trying to pick until he finally settled on one cell, a smirk appearing on his lips. He could hear the voices whispering for him to go on in that one and that she wouldn't mind. Unlocking the door, he slipped inside of the cell and promptly closed it behind, making sure to lock it up. He wasn't going to make that same mistake twice, not after the stunt Kitty pulled. "Wake the fuck up, bitch."

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girltimon
2010-03-04 11:48 pm UTC (link)

Monica had long since stopped being Monica. She was more of a shadow, a lifeless specter of herself. Hopeless and alone. She felt weak and useless, except for her blood, apparently. And she had long since stopped hoping someone would come find her. It was really sad to her, that she'd resigned to going through the motions, but she didn't feel like fighting anymore either. Monica didn't bother opening her eyes.

"I'm awake." She muttered, biting back the word 'bitch'. Hearing his voice filled her with hate; he was the reason she was here after all. If only she could transform - it wasn't for lack of trying, certainly - she would've bitten his head off by now.

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rapidhush
2010-03-05 12:00 am UTC (link)

"Aha, you are awake," Lex sneered at her. "Wouldn't want you to sleep through some play time. That would be unacceptable." Closing the distance between the two of them, he leaned on down to grab a hold of Monica by whatever shoddy top she was given to wear, hauled her up to her feet, and slammed her against the wall. It didn't matter if she cried out or not. Just as long as she was awake and functioning enough to know what was being done to her, then all was well. Though what exactly Lex was going to do to the helpless woman was beyond him. He was sort of making it up as he went along, but he was sure it was going to involve a variety of blades he kept hidden beneath his clothing.

"You enjoying your stay in your own personal hell?" Lex brought his face in closer to speak softly to the woman, though he couldn't help but keep the sadistic smile on his face.

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girltimon
2010-03-05 12:21 am UTC (link)

His words filled her with fear, since she could probably guess what was coming next. This son of a bitch was fucking crazy, and she had no escape. Any other day, she would've told herself to tough it out, maybe fight back. But not today. Even if it killed her, she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of watching her suffer.

When he grabbed her and pulled her up to stand, Monica opened her eyes, then closed them again. She could barely keep them open anymore, anyway. There was nothing good to look at. Monica didn't cry, although it hurt like a bitch and she wasn't sure her bones were all intact. Her heart started racing because of the pain, and she screamed her lungs out on the inside, but she didn't really react.

She didn't answer his question, either. Hell, Monica didn't even look at him, simply kept looking out at the wall behind him, emotionless. These kinds of pricks usually enjoyed themselves more when the girls screamed. She was not going to scream.

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rapidhush
2010-03-05 05:41 am UTC (link)

Damn women always had to give him the silent treatment, like they were trying to act tough or some shit. He was sure that after being in her confines for so long that she wasn't as strong as she thought she was, and Lex was more than happy to show Monica just how weak of a human being she truly was.

"No comment? Such a shame. You know I'd love to hear what you had to say." He wanted to hear her whimper and cry and say how much of a shithole the place was. How she wanted to be free of the dungeon and everyone around her. Lex yearned so much to hear her beg and plead for mercy, only to give her to opposite, but instead she remained quiet. Hell, she wasn't even looking at him, and that wasn't acceptable in Lex's eyes. "Look at me when I'm talking to you, woman." He waited a second, probably not long enough to give her a chance to give into his demands, for by then Lex growled and pulled back enough to hook a punch into her lovely face. Clutching her cheeks with his cold fingers, he forced Monica to face him and screamed to her, "DON'T FUCKING LOOK AWAY, WENCH."

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girltimon
2010-03-05 05:47 am UTC (link)

He was as obnoxious as a superhero movie villain. Probably more evil, but that was just because he was real. Monica hardly even saw the punch coming, and when it hit, it hit hard enough to break her jaw. She felt it within her ears, a horrible cracking noise, and then the pain. Tears filled her eyes and she started trembling, but didn't say anything. What was there to say? He wasn't going to stop if she asked, he would stop whenever he wanted to stop.

When he clutched her cheeks, her recently broken jaw hurt even more, and Monica started panting. And when he screamed at her and forced her to look at him, Monica did look deep in his eyes, just to show him how empty hers were. He could kill her, but he was getting nothing. That could very well be her last stand, but at least she could make it.

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rapidhush
2010-03-05 06:38 pm UTC (link)

Finally, a reaction of some sort. Lex was beyond pleased when he heard the abrupt crack followed by seeing tears swell in her eyes. He could almost smell the fear on her and it only fueled his desire to hurt the woman more. Even the voices whispering in his head were laughing maniacally at Monica's torture and coaxed Lex to go on. At this point, he didn't need voices to tell him that this was a good idea - Lex was going to go through with it either way.

"You're quite the persistent little cunt, now aren't you? Think you're tough shit just because you're not going to make a sound?" His blue eyes stared right back into hers, completely overjoyed to see that there was nothing in those orbs of hers. No life, no hope. Good. That's what he wanted. "Well, if you're so keen on not talking," Lex took one hand to dig through one of his pockets, pulling out a knife to hold up against her face, "then perhaps we should cut out that tongue of yours to make damn well sure you won't ever talk again."

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girltimon
2010-03-05 08:29 pm UTC (link)

That wasn't something Monica was expecting. Nobody really expected anyone to want to cut your tongue off, really. She started hyperventilating when he pressed the knife against his face, and yes, any trace of stoic behavior she could have kept on, disappeared right then and there. Her eyes reflected perfectly the fear she was feeling, unlike anything she had felt before. She wanted to speak, but no words came out; whether it was because of the broken jaw, or the fear. So, Monica just made sounds. Pleading sounds, fearful sounds, while she wondered whether or not this would make a difference. With tears streaming down her face, she concluded it probably wouldn't.

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rapidhush
2010-03-05 10:33 pm UTC (link)

Oh, this was just getting better by the second. So much for her whole strong facade she had going on. Lex knew it would breakdown eventually. He didn't know too many people who were used to torture and pain these days, which was good for him, because Lex enjoyed watching someone, especially a woman, suffer. The tears and panicked noises coming from her was such a delightful display, as well. Lex couldn't help but not stop.

"What's the matter? You actually want to talk now?" Lex raised his eyebrows while taunting her, then proceeded to shake his head and clicked his tongue several times. "Too late, love, I've already made up my mind." And with that, his hand began to pry open her mouth, pressing his body up against hers in case she decided to flail about, and then slowly slipped the blade inside her mouth. "Trust me, this is going to hurt."

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girltimon
2010-03-07 12:03 am UTC (link)

The thought that she had failed herself by not being able to remain quiet hadn't even crossed Monica's mind. In fact, she was much too terrified to even think properly; she was running on instincts, on fear most of all.

Monica squirmed as violently as he allowed her too, trying to scream something that sounded like "No, please, no!" with a broken jaw. She only screamed more, out of pain and fear when he pryed her mouth open. Her heart was racing so fast she had started to feel even more dizzy than usual. It felt quite like a heart attack, and right now, Monica actually hoped she'd have a fatal one before he could do anything.

Sadly, that wasn't going to happen.

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rapidhush
2010-03-09 09:15 pm UTC (link)

Feeling her squirm up against him only made Lex laugh. He loved it when they flailed about in hopes to break free of whatever was coming their way. It only spurred him further with his devious plan. He didn't expect Monica to be entirely keen with his intentions, but then again who did like having their tongue cut out? Didn't matter to Lex. It wasn't like it was his that he was removing.

As he maneuvered the knife around in her mouth, the sharp edge finally found home against the flesh and he briskly sliced at the muscle. She definitely didn't have a say in the matter anymore, that was for sure. With her tongue finally removed, he dug the remains out of her mouth and took a second to dangle it before her eyes. "You won't be needing this anymore," he snickered while discarding the piece to the side. "Though I do love it when you panic over nothing." Removing the bloodied knife from her mouth, he licked the blade clean before running it gently across her throat. "Maybe I should remove your vocal chords, just for measure. Or maybe break your ribs so they puncture your lungs and see how long you can last without proper breathing."

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girltimon
2010-03-09 11:13 pm UTC (link)

The pain Monica was experiencing was unexplainable, her screams deafening and echoing from the walls back to her. She only stopped screaming once the bleeding became slightly overwhelming and, from her position, she had started to choke on it and coughing it up instead of screaming. Monica toppled over, dropping on all fours as she coughed. Tears, however, only increased in amount rolling down her cheeks. Her mind wasn't there anymore, it was like she wasn't herself but someone watching from above, as useless and unable to save her as she was unable to save herself.

She was hardly listening to what Lex was saying now, feeling feverish and empty-headed at the same time. At least her brain's defense mechanisms were well in place. She couldn't wait for this to be over.

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rapidhush
2010-03-10 11:25 pm UTC (link)

Lex stepped back to watch Monica drop to the floor, relishing in her useless state. This was beyond a little fun and torturing. The vampire was beginning to spiral out of control with his obsession for sadism. He obviously didn't care about the woman's well being, seeing that he took several cheap shots to her chest with his foot. Would be interesting to see if she could still breathe after an attack like that.

Kneeling down to Monica, he continued to laugh on and off, thoroughly enjoying the sick pleasure of putting the woman through misery. With a hand entwined in her hair, he jerked at her until she rolled over onto her back and stared at her with a smirk. "You're really hoping this is going to be over, don't you, love? That I'll just have my fun and be on my way, hm?" While he spoke, Lex placed the small knife back into the folds of his outfit and then pulled out a dagger in hand. "This is only over when your life is over." With that bit of information out on the table, she traced the blade along her body, being careful not to harm her yet, but instead strike more fear into her.

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girltimon
2010-03-16 03:22 pm UTC (link)

Adding Lex's kicks to the uncontrollable shaking Monica was experiencing, it wasn't long before she started to feel shortness of breath. Gasping though she might, the air wasn't coming in anymore, and it hurt to try to breathe deeper. And then, as if that wasn't enough, once Lex rolled on her back the blood coming from whence her tongue had been before was rolling back to her throat, and Monica started choking loudly.

What he said barely registered but even then Monica was thankful that, despite all this suffering, she wasn't going to live much longer. Her body jerked itself in its need for air as Monica's arms flailed about on either side of her torso. This was terrible, the most horrible thing she'd ever experienced, and she doubted anyone had any idea of what it felt like to choke unless they'd choked before. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and after a few minutes of gasping for air, her brain gave in and she passed out without even any notice.

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rapidhush
2010-03-18 02:24 am UTC (link)

It was quite entertaining to watch Monica choking on her own blood. At least that could distract her as he dug the blade into her skin, dragging it up from her navel to her collarbone. By then Lex had noticed that the woman was passed out and raised an eyebrow. He wasn't going to let her remain that way for long. Oh no, he wanted her conscious while he killed her. After rolling her onto her back, he took a handful of her hair and yanked her head up, hoping she would come back to reality enough to realize the dagger was now at her throat, eager to sink into her flesh.

"I didn't say you could pass out on me, bitch," Lex snarled into her ear as his grip on her hair tightened. "You're going to scream for me and I'm going to enjoy it. That's how this goes." Because nothing was more delightful than a helpless woman crying out while being killed off.

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girltimon
2010-04-01 03:41 pm UTC (link)

The last thought to run through Monica's mind was how she had never really believed there was such a thing as to give up living. She didn't know it could actually make a difference, but as she felt life, reality, and even pain wash away from her slowly, willingly, she saw she'd been wrong.

There was no fight left in her and despite Lex's best efforts, she didn't come to for more than a few seconds. The second time Monica Warner passed out, she did so for good.

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rapidhush
2010-04-01 09:33 pm UTC (link)

Lex didn't hesitate for a second and finally slashed the dagger into her delicate skin, deep enough that her head could now work as pez dispenser if need be. He didn't even care if she passed out for good or not, or if she was even alive after this. If for whatever reason she was, then she was going to choke to death, that was for sure. Dropping the limp woman to the ground, he watched the blood pool around him quickly, letting out a wicked cackle as he watched her remain lifeless. Then without a single thought, he jabbed the dagger into her head, still laughing with twisted amusement. And he didn't stop there - hell, he couldn't stop there. Pulling the blade out, he repeatedly stabbed her over and over and over. The voices in his head laughed along with him, obviously pleased with his murderlust.

It wasn't until half of her brain was cut open that Lex finally stopped, doing his best to stifle the laughter. Unsheathing the dagger from her skull, he slowly rose to his feet, not caring that his pants were full soaked in her blood. He ran his tongue over the dagger, licking the blood clean off of it and enjoyed the fleeting rush her blood sent him. After kicking her to the side, Lex finally left the dungeon cell, still chuckling to himself as he slammed the door behind him. No one would care if she was dead. Besides, Domina was right - who the hell wanted to fuck a were-meerkat?

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