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airs_and_graces ([info]airs_and_graces) wrote in [info]4bidden,
@ 2014-11-15 14:10:00

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Entry tags:#week: 9, &day: sunday, *character: mikhail, *character: willard schmidt (dropped), @location: willard schmidt's compound, ~thread: in progress

Who: Willard and Mika
Where: Their home
When: Week 9; Late Sunday night
What: Mika won his fight but is a little worse for wear now that he's human
Status: Closed/In Progress
Rating: TBD



Mika limped into the main house, hissing slightly whenever he felt the unfamiliar stab of pain course through him. It wasn't until after the fight that he thought maybe it should have been postponed until whatever the fuck was going on had corrected itself. But Mika was prideful to a fault and he wasn't going to back down. He had won his scheduled fight but that didn't mean his opponent had left him unscathed. The weretiger had been larger and definitely more muscular than the dhampirs slight form. But lucky for him (or unlucky depending on how you veiwed it), the man really only relied on his brute strength in the fight. Mika just needed to get him to wear down before beating him into submission.

One of the slaves who tended to the fighters wounds had tried to approach him and even though the man should be terrifying, Mika sent him away with a steely glare and a few not too kind threats regarding losing limbs. Heading into the bathroom he shut the door behind him. It wasn't until he was alone that he began to look over his injuries. peeling off his shirt gently, he growled in pain as the purpling bruises all over his body were revealed.



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[info]masterful1
2014-11-26 04:22 am UTC (link)
Willard and Mike both envisioned the same future, the life they had: laughter, fighting, sex, money, domination games. The Club that gave Will a prominent position in the culture and underground world also was a way to pass the time of Mika's sentence and Will's long life. If anyone was going to understand the cost this little stunt had, it was Mika. Plus, they had the same violent and sadistic temperament.

He had to laugh at the image conjured by the dhampire, even if his departure was the suggested tipping point. "So you'll stay in my room where you and your human ears can actually c'hear me." The warlock let out a satisfied breath after swallowing the burning liquid again, clearly amused that Mika was acting like a strutting dhampire and not human.

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