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

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Entry tags: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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[info]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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