Kamiyama Mitsuko (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} foxylady) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} nosuchplace,@ 2009-02-20 19:00:00 |
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Thursday: December 20, 2007
Who: Mitsuko (Narrative)
When: Late Night
Where: Hayate's cottage
What: Dastardly plans put into effect
The small white fox waited outside behind a snowdrift, looking up at the small cottage. She had followed Chris to the vampire's home. While it was dangerous to break in while she knew he was home, it was the only way she was going to be able to find him. She couldn't wait now. She had to do this.
She walked to the backdoor and transformed into her human form. She was dressed in black, her hair up in a braid-- her normal thievery clothing. She decided to brave hiding her ears and tail. She needed to practice and not leaving behind white fur would be a plus in these sorts of situations. Her feet were cold outside, in her ballet slippers. But she needed to walk softly in the house of a vampire.
Getting into the cottages was not much trouble. Mitsuko had no difficulty getting into the kitchen. She padded in, keeping quiet. She started towards the refrigerator, but she heard something. Very quietly, she went into the hall. She wasn't going to risk going any further, but she could hear well enough anyway. Moans of distinct pleasure.
Mitsuko wanted to wretch. She didn't know what Hayate and Chris were doing in there, but she had a pretty good idea based on the sounds. The knowledge that Hayate was so low as to do... things with a fourteen-year-old girl made her punishment all the more just. He needed to be stopped.
Quickly and carefully, Mitsuko made her way back into the kitchen. With gloved hands, she opened the refrigerator. It was filled with bottles of blood. Mitsuko unscrewed the top of one, before reaching into her pocket and drawing out a vial. She uncorked it and dumped the blood thinners in. She resealed the bottle and closed the refrigerator.
With a dark look towards the sitting room, Mitsuko headed back outside. She carefully shut the door up and reached into her pants, pulling out a small whisk broom. She used it to brush away her footsteps as she walked away from the cottage.
Finally far enough away, Mitsuko transformed back into her animal form and took off into the night.
Who: Mitsuko (Narrative)
When: Late Night
Where: Hayate's cottage
What: Dastardly plans put into effect
The small white fox waited outside behind a snowdrift, looking up at the small cottage. She had followed Chris to the vampire's home. While it was dangerous to break in while she knew he was home, it was the only way she was going to be able to find him. She couldn't wait now. She had to do this.
She walked to the backdoor and transformed into her human form. She was dressed in black, her hair up in a braid-- her normal thievery clothing. She decided to brave hiding her ears and tail. She needed to practice and not leaving behind white fur would be a plus in these sorts of situations. Her feet were cold outside, in her ballet slippers. But she needed to walk softly in the house of a vampire.
Getting into the cottages was not much trouble. Mitsuko had no difficulty getting into the kitchen. She padded in, keeping quiet. She started towards the refrigerator, but she heard something. Very quietly, she went into the hall. She wasn't going to risk going any further, but she could hear well enough anyway. Moans of distinct pleasure.
Mitsuko wanted to wretch. She didn't know what Hayate and Chris were doing in there, but she had a pretty good idea based on the sounds. The knowledge that Hayate was so low as to do... things with a fourteen-year-old girl made her punishment all the more just. He needed to be stopped.
Quickly and carefully, Mitsuko made her way back into the kitchen. With gloved hands, she opened the refrigerator. It was filled with bottles of blood. Mitsuko unscrewed the top of one, before reaching into her pocket and drawing out a vial. She uncorked it and dumped the blood thinners in. She resealed the bottle and closed the refrigerator.
With a dark look towards the sitting room, Mitsuko headed back outside. She carefully shut the door up and reached into her pants, pulling out a small whisk broom. She used it to brush away her footsteps as she walked away from the cottage.
Finally far enough away, Mitsuko transformed back into her animal form and took off into the night.