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Dec 29, 2010 23:20:33 GMT -5
Post by Ashemir Draemis on Dec 29, 2010 23:20:33 GMT -5
Ashemir had a more sensible strategy for this, but his frantic state of mind had not been completely flushed out of his system yet. He sprung forward to meet her lunge, removing one bracelet from his hand while the other went for Yeszlin's throat to dig his nails into the sensitive flesh.
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Dec 29, 2010 23:32:33 GMT -5
Post by Seriah Desislov on Dec 29, 2010 23:32:33 GMT -5
Seriah's brows rose slightly, but otherwise gave little indication of opinion over the fight. He leaned a foot lightly against a lever holding the chain mechanism in place, though he didn't actually press on it.
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Dec 29, 2010 23:41:30 GMT -5
Post by Yeszlin Ravella on Dec 29, 2010 23:41:30 GMT -5
Yeszlin hit Ashemir full force, her own nails aiming to hit anything and everything. She took a hold of his shirt and yanked him closer going to gouge his own throat and snapping at his face, hair falling even more over her shoulders as she moved. She felt his nails against her neck and snarled again. She ripped her head back before he could get a grip, feeling blood well from the scratches his nails had managed to leave. Instead of allowing her hand hit his neck she went for something even more dangerous on the blonde vampire: his hair. Now holding a fistful of shirt fabric and another fistful of hair, she pulled on both in opposite directions, again snapping at Ashemir's face.
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Dec 30, 2010 0:10:01 GMT -5
Post by Ashemir Draemis on Dec 30, 2010 0:10:01 GMT -5
(I'm gonna' have to break some of your post.)
Ashemir hissed as Yeszlin tried to claw his face, dropping the bracelet and shoving his hand into her face to keep her mouth a safer distance away. Then he was pulled closer by his clothes, and then he went to drive his fingers into her eyes. If she valued her sight, she would have dropped his hair the moment she grabbed it to back away. And assuming she did, Ashemir would be quick to grab a fistful of hair on the back of her head and drive her face-down into the dungeon's floor.
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Dec 30, 2010 13:51:26 GMT -5
Post by Seriah Desislov on Dec 30, 2010 13:51:26 GMT -5
Seriah smiled slightly as Ashemir returned hair pulling with more hair pulling. For all it was considered a feminine tactic, controlling the other persons head could be a good way of throwing off the rest of their balance.
(X3 short posts)
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Dec 30, 2010 14:03:26 GMT -5
Post by Yeszlin Ravella on Dec 30, 2010 14:03:26 GMT -5
(*chuckles* I don't care, Harhunt. Adds more to the role play. ^^ Whatever does it for ya.)
Yeszlin did just as Ashemir expected. She released his hair to swipe his hand away, but in doing so, he got a hold of her own hair and threw her face down. Only just did she turn her head so that the floor didn't meet her face straight on. But her cheek and forehead cracked against it hard and she whined as the pain shot through her head. It jarred the spot on the back of her head where Ashemir had hit her with the rock and made her vision spin. She moved as fast as she could (which wasn't very) and attempted to free her hair from his grasp, face against the ground, her body folded and resting on her bent knees. "Let! Me! GO!" she cried, screwing her eyes shut tightly as she tugged at his hand.
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Dec 31, 2010 2:40:58 GMT -5
Post by Ashemir Draemis on Dec 31, 2010 2:40:58 GMT -5
Ashemir grabbed his loose chain, and still with a grip on Yeszlin's hair quickly looped the chain and bracelet around her neck. The vampire slipped around to her back, releasing her hair, but placing a foot on her head and pulling the chain to choke her. He grit his teeth at her cries. He'd let go when he felt it!
(Urf, kind of lame.)
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Dec 31, 2010 3:19:09 GMT -5
Post by Seriah Desislov on Dec 31, 2010 3:19:09 GMT -5
Seriah chuckled, "Now, don't kill her. Werecat'swolves need their windpipes in tact a bit more than your average vampire." He didn't think Ashemir would accidentally kill her, but it still seemed good to remind the pair he was there.
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Dec 31, 2010 8:40:06 GMT -5
Post by Yeszlin Ravella on Dec 31, 2010 8:40:06 GMT -5
She could feel him release but before she could pull herself up to get away, there was chain around her neck and a foot against her skull. Yeszlin was startled by the tug that cut off her air and her hands shot to the chain. She tugged against it, giving herself enough space that she could get a bit of air into her system. She growled and pushed back against Ashemir's foot, attempting to get him off her, fingers still wrapped around the chain on her neck. Insulted by the fact that Seriah had called her a cat, she put more effort into her struggle to get Ashemir off her.
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Dec 31, 2010 10:01:18 GMT -5
Post by Ashemir Draemis on Dec 31, 2010 10:01:18 GMT -5
Honestly, Ashemir didn't even take into account the difference between 'cat' and 'wolf', just laughed coldly at Seriah's warning. He had no intentions of permanently damaging the woman yet, but a good game of choking and reprieving seemed to be in order. When Yeszlin still seemed to have enough spirit to struggle, Ashemir quickly lifted his foot off of her head, out of fear that he might crush it. Instead, he drove his boot into her side, hard in the ribs, all the while still pulling steadily on the chain to cut off her air supply.
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Jan 4, 2011 3:30:59 GMT -5
Post by Seriah Desislov on Jan 4, 2011 3:30:59 GMT -5
Seriah continued to watch the pair, fairly amused by both sides tactics.
(Since I just plan on having Seriah stand by and watch for now, Ashemir and Yeszlin can just go back and forth until it's relevant to have him say/do anything. That way I don't slow the board down by trying to think of different ways to write 'Seriah stands here'. ^^ )
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Jan 4, 2011 7:59:01 GMT -5
Post by Yeszlin Ravella on Jan 4, 2011 7:59:01 GMT -5
((*chuckles* Okies. XD))
Yeszlin didn't have a chance to react. She screamed what air was in her lungs and her hands shot to her side as she rolled onto the other. At the moment, breath and the ability to breathe were non-existant. She didn't think that if she could get any air she'd be able to actually breathe anyways from the pain in her side. She was fairly certain one or two ribs had cracked, if not broken. She lay there for seconds, holding her side, until her lungs burned with the need of air. Weakly, she lifted a hand to the chain around her neck and tugged on it, but she couldn't move it like this. Blue-green eyes dulled as black started framing her vision and she just waited for unconsciousness to take her. She was done with this. See how fun it was to torture her like this if she weren't awake.
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Jan 4, 2011 14:24:59 GMT -5
Post by Ashemir Draemis on Jan 4, 2011 14:24:59 GMT -5
What, did she think Ashemir was stupid? When the werewolf started to weakly pull at the chain, he let the line go slack, allowing her only a few moments of precious air to regain her consciousness, but not her strength. Then he pulled again, tightening the chain around her throat. Pain, recover, pain, that was what torture was all about. She'd BEG for unconsciousness by the end of this!
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Jan 4, 2011 16:22:41 GMT -5
Post by Yeszlin Ravella on Jan 4, 2011 16:22:41 GMT -5
Yeszlin felt the release from her neck and her chest heaved a good amount, fingers hooking around the chain before Ashemir tightened it again. Now that she had a grip on that, she rolled onto her back, holding her breath so that it wasn't too painful yet. The effort of moving sent shocks through her side and she winced but she managed to curl her legs up against herself and kick out with both, attempting to send the blonde vampire flying away from her. At this point, she had both hands trying to pry the chain from her throat and her lungs were burning for air again. Panic was beginning to set in and she kicked again, feet aimed for Ashemir's chest as she tried to kick him away again. She couldn't hold her breath any longer and so she released it all in a scream. "GET OFF ME, YOU HORRIBLE, WORTHLESS, PIECE OF SHIT LEECH!"
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Jan 4, 2011 18:11:40 GMT -5
Post by Ashemir Draemis on Jan 4, 2011 18:11:40 GMT -5
At Yeszlin's attempt to kick out, Ashemir just fell but caught himself on the side of the wall. The chain went slack again briefly before the vampire just pulled harder, just making Yeszlin's struggling more painful to her than a help. The second kick, therefore, would be completely useless, and this time Ashemir was content to pull the chain until her face was the color of a blueberry.
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