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Tweak says, "Save the last dance"

the_erika (the_erika) wrote in pandemansion,
@ 2008-03-19 12:47:00

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arriving, erika, hannibal king, hatake kakashi

Arrival of Erika, and Hannibal King
Who?: Erika, Hannibal King, and Hatake Kakashi
What?: Erika and Hannibal's arrival
When?: April 1, Year Unknown, evening
Where?: The Foyer
Rating?: R! For Hannibal's mouth!
Status? Complete

Having long drawn out discussions over things that shouldn't concern her wasn't Erika's cup of tea. Why should she care that Selene and her new pet were raging a new war against vampire kind? Selene liked her, she didn't have a thing to worry about. Besides, Selene wouldn't come back to the mansion, unless it was to kill Kraven.

Which Erika might have a problem with that. If Selene wanted Kraven, Erika would gladly trade. All the talk of Michael made her want him. He was powerful, having killed Viktor single handedly, well with the help of Selene. No that Erika had Kraven all to herself, and he actually looked at her for longer than thirty minutes, she could see his flaws. He had many of them.

Granted he had saved her life, granted he was gorgeous, but he was a bit of a coward. Erika couldn't stand cowards. She had spent her whole life bad mouthing cowards, putting them in their rightful places, now she was with one. A rather large coward if the new stories of the great war were true. Kraven had definitely lost his status, even in her eyes.

She sighed as she let her dress slip to the floor. She had teased the once great Kraven into taking her. The only time he didn't show his cowardice was in bed, that was for sure. She turned her shower on as hot as it would go. Looking to the small window she sighed as dusk was a few hours away. She wanted to go out and play tonight. Perhaps she would find a human pet like Selene had. Of course, she wouldn't have any luck of finding a blood that could handle being a hybrid, maybe. Erika was lucky. Perhaps she could find what she wanted tonight.

Stepping into the shower she let her thoughts go to what she would hunt tonight. Would she want a blonde like herself, red head -they were always fun, perhaps she'd go for another brunette. They always tried so hard in bed. A smile fluttered over her face. Kraven would be angry if she could find someone like him, but bigger, in every sense of the word. Surely that would be easy to find.

Washing off after taking the time to finalize her plans and relax, she made sure she used her scented shampoo. It was her scent, a mixture of jasmine and honeydew. Turning the water off she felt around for her towel just outside the door. Grabbing hold of her thick midnight blue towel she stepped out of the shower and into...a pool of water?

Her eyes flew open as she looked down into water resting over black marble. Her body reacted, wrapping the towel haphazardly around her. Had the remaining lycans found a way to toy with minds? Perhaps Kraven isn't as weak as he seems? "Kraven?" She murmured in a small voice, looking up and behind her at the great doors that were holding open.

Jumping back from them she landed on the foyer floor, her feet slapping wetly. Staring at the large doors she whimpered, moving back toward them. "Where am I?" She looked around, turning slowly in circles, her back toward the door.

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hellokittytat
2008-03-20 04:20 pm UTC (link)

Night had come and gone quickly for Hannibal King. He and Abigail had gone out hunting, found a den of hybrids, killing them and gone on their merry way back to the hive they'd been staying at while in Tokyo.

Hannibal had showered, washing the nasty blood off his body, and after he stepped out and toweled off he tossed his dirty laundry into his hamper. He took the time while in the bathroom to trim his beard, making it neat and presentable. He hated it when stray hairs stuck out at odd angles.

He stared at his reflection in the mirror for a moment. The two scars from Danica's bite stood out on his neck, pale in contrast to his dark skin. Reaching up, he trailed his fingertips over the newest scar he'd acquired. The place where Drake had stabbed him was still healing, but it was coming along nicely.

Shaking his head he grabbed up his pajama pants, slipping them on. The soft cotton blue pants rode low on his lean hips. Barefoot and bare-chested he padded his way to his room, telling Whistler goodnight along the way.

Almost as soon as his head hit his pillow, he was fast asleep.

Several hours later, Hannibal rolled over onto his side. Pressure in his lower belly caused his eyes to open and he groaned as he rolled out of bed. Still half asleep he stumbled to the bathroom. Raising the seat, he positioned himself in front of the toilet, moaning softly as he relieved himself.

After he'd finished he put the toilet seat back down, lest he be killed in his sleep by a grumpy, wet bottomed Abigail. Flushing the toilet he went over to the sink to wash his hands, and his stomach let out a soft rumble. It was getting close to his 'midnight' snack time. Drying his hands, he started out of the bathroom.

Hannibal yawned as he pushed open the door, eyes wide as he stumbled and then fell with a resounding splash. Spluttering he pushed himself up, staring hard at the black marble. His brows furrowed into confusion, and all thoughts of sleep were gone from his mind.

He jumped to his feet, droplets of water slinging off his tanned skin. He glanced over as he heard the creaking of metal, starting towards the closing gate? "No, no, fuck!" He groaned, racking his hands through his hair. "Oh fuck me. What the fuck is going on here?" He cried, tilting his head back and looking up.

Water dripped down his muscled form, and his pajama bottoms were plastered to his body leaving very little to the imagination. He ran his fingers through his hair once again, dropping his head back and moving to see past the gates. It was then he caught sight of a woman. In nothing but a towel. His lips quirked up into a smile, the thought of being in a new place put on the backburner for a moment. "Well, hello." He purred out, smiling at her.

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hatakekakashi
2008-03-20 05:01 pm UTC (link)

Muttering to himself, Kakashi tried to ignore the pull of hunger again. That strange bread stuff had helped to satisfy his hunger for most of the day, but he probably should have eaten a little more then the small nibble. Didn’t the guy say a mouthful would be good for a days journey or something? How long would a nibble last for? And was that walking or running? Of course he had gone through his pack and only found the old cardboard tasting ration bars. He wanted something different for once. Like fish. He brought out the map remembering the mention of a kitchen and food being there. Well, better to try it now and get it over with. If it was poisoned in any way, better to get poisoned now then starve and then get poisoned. Prolonging the torture just wasn’t a fun thing.

After memorizing the directions, he shoved the map is his pocket. He ran a hand over his wrapped eye making sure it was all in place before making his way out of his room and heading down the stairs.

Being on higher alert then he had been earlier that day, he winced at the sudden shout of someone who had a colorful language from below. Guess his job wasn’t finished for the day yet. Sighing he made his way down to the first floor noticing two people out of the corner of his eye. Today sure was busy. “Yo. Sorry I am lat-” He stopped in mid sentence finally having actually turned to fully look at one of them. It was a woman. A very wet woman. His visible eye widened at the state of her dress. They sure were showing up in more inconvenient ways. Glancing over her quickly, he saw no signs of injury. But now what to do about the wet and naked part? He thanked whoever it was that was pulling them there had just let him walk there on his own power. To show up in only a towel he felt would have been the worst.

“Ano….I could guide you to your room so you can get dressed.” He held down the slight blush threatening to show itself, completely ignoring the other guy present for the moment. He could always shrug it off if he complained. He was standing in his blind spot.

He quickly grabbed one of the maps and both new keys laying there in wait. Walking back over he handed the map out, trying his best to not look down below her chin. She was pretty, he had to admit. Ok, maybe sexy was more like it, but still missing something he always liked more. “Your room will be on the map. I can answer any questions you have after you…um…get dressed. Unless you need help.” He crinked his eye in a sign of a smirk and held out his left hand that had both of the keys for her to pick the one that was hers.

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the_erika
2008-03-21 04:09 pm UTC (link)

She was in a completely different mansion. At least it was a mansion. Any other structure other than perhaps a palace just wouldn't do for Erika. Oh no. This place was huge, nicely so, had plenty of rooms for her to explore and hopefully a surplus of males for her to play with. Fear settled a cold hand around her heart, what would happen if it was a mansion full of females?! Surely she would die.

It was then that something felt a little off. She couldn't very well leap to the ceiling, if they were vampiric like her they would just mock her and follow. That just wouldn't do with nothing but a towel making sure that all her beauty wasn't showing. It was a male voice.

Erika perked up considerably, watching the male pull himself out of the water. She knew she looked a fool with her mouth open and her eyes nearly as wide as her mouth. Kraven? Kraven who? Whatever God there was listening to her he or she did really well. This bloke was at least twice the size of Kraven, dark skinned...damn he was human. Or was he? Peering at him she noticed the bite marks, a thrill shot up her spine, he was a vampire! Maybe. There was something odd about him.

Odd or not he was oh so pretty and wet. No matter what he was she could gladly do to him whatever her mind could come up with, and his for that matter. Licking her lips she gave a small smile as he spoke to her. Not showing her fangs, she would hate to set him off before she knew anything about him. "Colorful words. Some of my favorite." She purred right back at him, shifting her towel to where she could fold it in on itself around her slim body, tucking it in tight so she could have her hands free.

Then another male appeared. White hair? Rather silver...silver white? He was gorgeous too, but definitely human with the wounds. She pouted slightly. Nevertheless she would now have to divide her time between two very pretty men. With her hands free she stood regally, her head held high, not paying any attention to the state of her undress. By the way she looked now she could have been in a terry cloth evening gown. Accepting the key and map she nodded her head, then took the other key with a smirk over at the bigger, wet man.

"I suppose I could let both of you help me with my state of undress, but I am but one tiny woman." She pouted prettily, then glanced at the key, her eyes narrowing as it had her name on it, correct spelling and everything. "What kind of ploy is this?" She looked at the other key, "Hannibal King?" Her bright eyes looked over his wet form, trying not to drool yet again. "And you are?" She gave a small toothless smile at Kakashi.

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hellokittytat
2008-03-23 02:57 pm UTC (link)

Slowly Hannibal stepped out of the fountain, eying the floor as water pooled on the floor around his feet. He slid his dark gaze to her much lighter one. A smirk formed on his lips, “Really? Mine too.” He waggled his brows playfully at the pretty temptress. Deep down in his gut something about her felt off. He couldn’t quite place his finger on it, but he knew that she wasn’t…normal. Dark eyes watched, dropping down below her chin as she tucked the towel in on itself. Hannibal pouted at her as his gaze reached her eyes again. Then there was another male there with them. He was ignoring Hannibal. Oh that was not fucking kosher!

Oh fucking great, I’m being cockblocked. Hannibal thought as he narrowed his dark eyes slightly at the silver-haired male. Canting his head to the side, he raised a brow as the silver-haired man talked to the pretty woman in front of him. “Oh, hold on a fucking minute.” He held up a hand, shaking his head at the other male. “One, I saw her first. Two,” He looked over at Erika, “Sorry but I don’t do doubles unless I’m paid to.” He gave her a wry smirk, and then looked back at the other, “And there is a three, but I haven’t settled on exactly what it is yet.”

He folded his arms over his bare chest, water still dripping down from his hair and beard making small wet trails down his skin. He didn’t really care, he’d been in worse spots before, and had been totally stark ass naked through them. Ok, so maybe that was a lie, but hell it had sounded good in his head.

A dark brow quirked up at the speaking of his name and he nodded his head. “That’d be me. Otherwise known as King, Pain in the Ass, Nightstalker, or Pet. If Danica was still alive that is.” He made a face at the mention of his sire and shuddered slightly. God he was glad she was ash. Made his life simple. He didn’t have to worry that Danica was going to bite him again, and make him eat Zoe when the thirst built up enough.

He stepped over to Erika, peering down at the keys in her hand. He towered over her, or at least it felt like he did. “And you would be, Erika.” Slowly he lifted his gaze to the other male, not really sure if he trusted him or not. Then again, Hannibal really didn’t trust the female that he was standing close to.

That nagging feeling…Where had he felt that at before?

He tried to place it, searching his memory until a night of alcohol and drunken sex with a vampire popped up in his mind. He took a step back from Erika, eying her carefully. He could’ve been very wrong. Very, very, very wrong. He tried to shake the feeling off. No reason to set off alarms right now. Slowly he reached over, attempting to take his key from Erika’s outstretched hand.

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hatakekakashi
2008-03-23 05:19 pm UTC (link)

Kakashi’s eye widened a bit at her hinted suggestion not sure if he should take it as such or not yet. It could just be a misunderstanding through different cultures. They had only just met. “Hatake Kakashi.” He nodded his head a little in greeting to both, never one to really bow formally unless to a Kage or daimyo.

He raised his visible brow and turned to where he could just see Hannibal. “Three, she has your key.” He couldn’t help but antagonize the guy further. Smirking behind his mask, it amused him almost as much as annoying the gaki. “The map will show you were your rooms are. It should have them labeled with your name. I can lead you there if you wish.” He finally walked back over to the desk and brought out another map for the angry man. He wasn’t sure if he liked how tall the guy was, feeling like he was standing next to Jiraiya. The Sannin had always stood over him. “As far as rules go, no killing each other.” He made up the rule on the spot when he saw the guy becoming a bit uneasy. The women did smell intensely of blood. But not that kind of blood smell a killer had. There was a difference though very subtle. “The same goes to anyone in the mansion unless it is big, ugly, and tries to stab your neck with its tongue.” He quickly added remember the monsters Dr. Grimm had been informing him on.

“Welcome to the mansion. I hope you can relax some while here. There are a few of us around that can help with directions, but do not expect much of an explanation as to why you are here. None of us have figured that out yet. Reigurosu-san and Ashu-san may have a better understanding then I about some of the details, but even they have not figured this place out or its meaning.” He nodded towards where he had been heading for food before the interruption. “There is food in the kitchen, if you trust it. Security of your room is up to yourselves. Your things should already be there. I hope you have a nice night. And I will be right back.” With that he started walking towards the kitchen again feeling his stomach growling in annoyance. He’d just grab something small, quick, and none poisoned then follow them up to make sure they were alright.

Walking at a faster, yet still lazy stroll, he slipped into the kitchen with ease and headed to the fridge. There was a bowel of rice already set and made like it was waiting for him. Taking it out he sniffed it a moment and tasted it for an hints of poison. Finding nothing wrong, he scrounged around for any chopsticks and quickly made his way back to the other two to make sure they were following his new rule.

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the_erika
2008-03-25 12:47 pm UTC (link)

Erika was being fought over. Slightly, she couldn't really call it a fight yet, but it still sent a thrill up her spine at the very thought. She smiled at Hannibal, just her lips curving slightly, as she canted her head to the side a little. Giggling slightly she shook her head, "I'm sorry, I just couldn't resist. You take payment for such services?"

Now that was intriguing. Her eyes slid over him, she could pay for that. Happily too. She might just have to take him up on the offer, he looked just too yummy to pass up. Better than Selene's Michael and Kraven put together really. The other one seemed a little standoffish. But when he introduced himself she gave a small smile and nodded in his direction. There were talks of pets, she eyed Hannibal, not feeling the pet vibe from him at all, even if she did it would be old.

She pouted slightly, her eyes going rather wide, "Monsters stabbing necks?" She quite liked her blood where it was. Shivering slightly at that thought she closed her eyes to regain her composure. She was slight, and she let others do the fighting, she herself would rather open a blood pack than suck from a living neck. It was far cleaner that way. Now during sex, a little nibble and suck here and there was just mandatory.

She cleared her throat and gently tugged the key when Hannibal reached for it, letting it go a few seconds later. She liked being playful, and she thought that this man wouldn't mind it much. Erika really needed to get some clothes on though. She made a face as she looked at her key, then unfolded the map to see where her room was. Her name was scripted prettily across her rooms. "I'm in the basement?" She sighed and rolled her eyes, thankful for it but at the same time hoping that these basements were as dark, dank, and damp as the others she had been in.

Watching Kakashi go find something to eat, apparently, she smiled at Hannibal again, taking a step back. Her light eyes danced in mischief a little, "It was nice meeting you. I'll have to find my purse before offering for your services again I take it." As Kakashi came back, "And get to know you better and be dressed for you hmm?" She giggled lightly, running a hand through her hair, the other holding her key and map tightly.

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hellokittytat
2008-03-25 07:12 pm UTC (link)

Hannibal shrugged his shoulder, smirking over at the man. "See, I knew there was a three. Thanks for settling on it for me." He took the map from Kakashi, "Thanks, but I should be able to manage on finding my room for myself." He replied, opening it up and finding his name written where he was at. His eyes quickly scanned over the map, there was a woman beside him. Oh, that was fucking awesome. There were also others in the mansion, but he didn't know any of their names.

A brow quirked up at the rule, "Well, that's comforting." He slid his gaze over to the woman, eying her for a moment before he shook his head. "No, I gladly offer one-on-one sessions for free. You want more than one person involved, especially if that person is a male then yes, I'd like payment." He smirked at her, waggling his brows playfully at her. He couldn't really help that he was a big flirt. Ok, he was a walking hardon, but there wasn't anything wrong with that...was there?

His eyes slightly widened as well, "Well fuck me sideways." He muttered, reaching up and rubbing a hand over his neck. Of course he thought that Kakashi was talking about the mutated string of vampires that Danica had mentioned years ago. They'd projected their tongue and pierced the side of the neck to drain their victim's blood. If the one they were drinking from happened to be a vampire, they'd mutate even quicker than a normal human would into one of those beasties. He wasn't so sure now that he liked this place...not at all. Alright, security he could handle. "What the food just appears?" His brow shot up at that, and he shook his head before he reached up and ran his fingers through his hair.

He watched as the other man walked away to wherever he was going. He smirked over at Erika as she pulled playfully on his key, and chuckled softly. He raised a brow as she said she was in the basement. Alright, so maybe his suspicions had been correct, but still it was a little too early to jump to conclusions. "I'm up on the fourth floor, room 421." He looked at his key and then glanced up as Kakashi rejoined them.

He chuckled, "I already told you, one-on-one typically free. You want more than that, we'll have to barter." He eyed the food in Kakashi's hands, and smirked a little. "Enjoy your eats, bud." He saluted the other, and looked at Erika. "And if you get lonely in the basement, look me up." Giving her a roguish wink he pulled eyed his map again. "So, in any case I'm heading up that way and getting on some dry clothes and crawling my happy ass into bed." He nodded before he yawned, and started towards and then up the staircase. God, this place needed to invest in elevators.

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hatakekakashi
2008-03-26 01:53 pm UTC (link)

“Ah, sorry. I did not mean to frighten you with that information. There is no monster like that here. But if you do see anything that could cause harm, please tell us. It seems some of us have come from places and situations that would cause more then enough trouble if they followed.” He quickly tried to apologies and explain to her, seeing both were a bit unnerved by his statement of neck stabbing beasts.

He must have come back during an interesting conversation, he thought as he listed to the tall man explain his pricings if more then just her were involved. The guy shouldn’t worry so much about such ideas. He was no stranger to sex having had many one night stands and the occasional fling, but he had no intentions of doing that here just yet. The feeling of constantly being watched unnerved him too much. It wasn’t safe yet. And with that in mind he highly doubted the other two that he had met would run into such a situation when they still didn’t know about the mansion enough to truly be safe.

Kakashi raised a brow at the woman’s last statement before crinking it into a smile. “Getting undress is part of the fun, is it not?” He would never forget one of the first scenes in his favorite book series. It had changed his view by quit a bit creating a whole new fantasy that refused to leave him alone. It was one of the reasons why he couldn’t stop reading the first book over and over again.

He nodded to Hannibal as he left and focused on Erika solely. “Will you be able to find your way to your room, or would you like company?” He figured he might as well offer it. She might still have questions that she wanted to ask, but didn’t feel like asking in the lobby. Or more may arise as she found her room set up and with her things.

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the_erika
2008-03-27 02:26 pm UTC (link)

Erika breathed a sigh of relief as the fear of some kind of monster jumping out from behind the corner and stabbing her neck to drink her blood was soothed. So they were not here yet, apparently. She hoped they never came. Her hand went to her towel, making sure that with the sigh it hadn't loosened and was going to drop at any second. Not that it would really matter if it did. Both of these men would or might see her naked if they wanted to, maybe even if they didn't want to.

Giggling at Hannibal's sayings she shook her head, "Maybe later?" She looked at Kakashi and his rice, raising a brow at that. Was that all he was going to eat? Things must have changed greatly, humans in her world always ate more than rice. Unless they were watching their weight. She smirked, maybe Kakashi was one of those that did. Good for him. He looked in damn good shape.

She smiled a little at Hannibal yet again, before he left, "I will, you do the same. B221 is my room." She bit her bottom lip, eying his backside for a moment, it was then and only then that one of her fangs could be seen. She quickly slipped her lip out from between her teeth and smiled at Kakashi.

Finally she answered his questions, "Yes, getting undressed is the best fun, I think at least." She gave him a grin and a wink. Pursing her lips for a moment in thought she lifted a shoulder and sighed yet again. "Perhaps, I'll come find you after I get dressed? I feel...very odd only being in a towel." She gave him a small smile, "Not that I really mind it in the presence of men." Another wink over a bright blue eye as she stepped toward the downward staircase. "It was nice meeting you, Hatake Kakashi." Erika purred low and gave him a seductive look over. "I look forward to seeing you again, soon I hope."

With that she turned and made her way down to her room. She needed to dry off completely, get dressed and figure out where in the hell she was. Surely Kraven would go mad looking for her. "Let him." She muttered with a smile, "Suits him to lose everything, bloody wanker."

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hatakekakashi
2008-03-27 04:32 pm UTC (link)

“I am on the third floor. Room 300.” He called after her not sure if he was doing the right thing or not telling her where he was roomed. But it was on the map anyway, right? He had a glimpse at her fangs but thought nothing of it. Quite a few of the ninjas in his village had fangs as such. Most of them being part of the Inuzuka clan.

Kakashi watched her leave before finally turning back to his own room planning on spending the whole night reading and munching on rice. This place was starting to prove interesting.

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