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2017/01/21
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08:56:02
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2015
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Seras Victoria HP: 63
To Hit: 14 (Hit!)
Damage: 13-0=13
Wimpering and wincing, the bloodied bodyguard slowly stumbled her way over to the laid-out intruder. Then with a motion seemingly more out of exaustion than decision she dropped down to mount the girl where she lay; both knees sinking into Maria's gut, forcing the air out of her and re-opening the wound in her stomach.
With a shaky motion Seras drew back one arm, and with a scream the fist came down to smash into Maria's already bloodied face with a KRAK! Her head was whipped to the side from the blow, an arc of blood trailing from her wounded lips.
Seras had no illusions of this being nearly enough to put under her opponent though. As soon as the first blow was done her other arm was rearing back, and with an accompaniment of almost intelligible shouts the huntress was concussed over and over as alternating punches to the face whipped her skull back and forth.
"YOU'RE!"
KRAK!
"NOTHING"
KRAK!
"BUT!"
KRAK!
"A"
KRAK!
"BULLY!"
KRAK!
On this went, until Victoria finally realized that the huntress was no longer seizing from the blows. It had appeared that she had passed out... at the very least.
"Didn't... Have to... be this way..." Seras whispered, although as of now it was clearly just to herself. "Didn't..."
She paused, something catching her interest. It appeared that the woman was not dead; her chest still rising and falling, if rather shallowly now. But what caught the vampiress' eye was not just that, but the glimpses of pale skin bordering the claw marks that had been gouged earlier.
Seras bit her lip, and thought things over.
But not for long.
Flushed face now approaching rose levels of crimson, Seras reached down and tore open what was left of Maria's coat. NOW she could see it all clearly; a bare torso as white as the moon above and almost as entrancing, flawless besides the wounds Seras herself had inflicted not too long ago. The woman's breasts were modest but pert, perfectly complementing her almost petite physique. Despite all that had happened tonight - despite all that she had put her through - Seras couldn't help but feel a sort of... *reverence* for this woman.
"I don't know why you were so interested in what I had." Seras spoke softly, lowering herself down to nuzzle a cheek against her unearthly opponent's collarbone almost lovingly. "You have so much going for you already..."
There she went, once more becoming waylaid by the odd aura this woman had over her. But surely there would be no issue now. She wasn't going to wake up any time soon.
Right?
*Right?*
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