The Roof Of Paris

[Rosalinda]

1: R for sexual and some Gore
2: No deaths

Roleplayer List (Full):
1: Rosalinda: Rosalinda mabey some Mo`o
2: suie: Pleague
<may add more later>

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Rose sat upon a brick wall her legs kicking as she hummed a sweet tune, the city lights had opened up upon the night streets of Paris, Music was playing everywhere, dancers upon the street making money, singers singing to get some sort of deal to become famous, but she wasn't ready for that, Not yet... She hoped she would find someone to play with for the night.

Her head lifted up to look towards the night sky, her grey eyes sparkled under the city lights as she got up and walked on the brick wall down an alley way where there was hardly any people, she wondered if there more like her father here in the dark corners of the alleys.

[suie]

And there were....



The streets housed more than just the odd strumpet or vile drunkard. Sometimes things that appeared monsterous actually were, and a common disappearance in truth was a violent murder none could have comrepehended had they witnessed the culprit.



She had been a young prostitute, or maybe she had just been a girl out for drinking and dancing. He hadn't thought of anything other than the vast, supple bounce of her bosom and the hunger that churned at his gut.


Kadar was emaciated, if that was at all possible. Starved and mad from it. Such sweet young meats, dancing drunkenly in the shadows so close to where he sat, tormented amongst the rubbish that littered the alley streets, it had been too much.


She had died quickly, he was desperate not a sadist. A sudden jerk of the neck and she had gone limp, warm against his chilled, armored torso. He mourned her, wide, grey eyes casting down over the frilled lace of her corset, saddened that such a young thing would be subjected to his desperation.


Kadar would regret this, most likely for the rest of his life. He devoured her gently, supping on her chiling lifes blood, gagging down the slight muscles of her abdomen and arms. The organs were what he sought but he did not want to mutilate the poor dead dancing girl. Once he had finished (he hadn't the heart to devour all of her) he took her somewhere secret, somewhere dark and hidden, his long legs carrying him rapidly through shadow and trash. He placed the sweet faced woman amongst the rats and ruin of the sewers.


Though the spot he had chosen was safe and dry, the equally starving rodents of the underground would take from his leftovers what he had not the heart to finish. He crawled out of one of the many drain pipes that lead out of the sewers, making sure none saw him as he scrubbed at all of his hands, frantic almost to remove the crimson that had stained the joints and creases of his fingers and palms.

[Rosalinda]

The young female heard something as she walked down the alley, she turned a corner then seeing a figure, someone fiddling with their hands, she couldn't quite see what the person was doing, she had to be stealthy to get close enough, she took off her boots and placed them upon the wall, slowly she got closer to the shadow, but then light hit him, a bug

It wasn't just any bug a Locust. Her face reddened his face was beautiful, sexy mostly likely then she squeaks as she slipped upon a puddle landing upon the bloody bug as she chirped in bug language "owww..." she trilled in pain as she layed upon him

[suie]

The trill did not go unnoticed, but the large male was in no right state of mind. With the lessen of hunger gnawing at his gut, came the realization at what he'd just done. Already he could feel the guilt and andrenaline causing his body to quack, even as he stared down at the female who had barrelled into him.


Quickly he grabbed her upper arms, hauling her off him as he stood as well. He quite literally picked her off her feet and set her away from him. Self conscious, Kadar meant to growl at her, but his temper was stunted by the intense disgust he felt for himself. Instead he stepped back from her, his normally smiling mouth curved down into a hard scowl as he dusted the wet muck from his body.


"A woman..Should not be alone wandering the streets this time of night."


He didn't even think to act as if he could not speak human language, too wrapped up was he in the thoughts of whether or not he smelled like sewer, or blood. He said nothing else, merely dusting himself off and glowering at Rosalinda.

[Rosalinda]

Rosalinda blinked carefully as she couldn't stop staring as she chirped oddly in the bug language "Well I was bored and father isn't home yet, i live not to far from here" she lied, she was liking this bug then looked down at her pale dress, the moon was upon her as she also tried to dust herself off, but it wasn't dusty, more like sticky? The moon came from behind the clouds to expose the blood upon her dress, then her eyes widened in fear thinking that she had come to a bug that would eat her.

Slowly she backed away into the wall, she then realized her father did the same when he was growing up, slowly she calmed down her grey eyes wide with curiosity would walk towards the male and stopped in front of him "You don't look happy" she finally noticed "you took a life but its eating your heart isn't it? The pain of killing?" she chirped in a soft tone to hope it wouldn't frighten him

She held out her hand to him "come to my home i have plenty of room and nothing to worry, and i promise to keep you safe" she never breaks a promise to other abnormally large bugs

[suie]

Kadar moved back, mouth contorting into a snarl at her hand. His anger began to boil at her presumption to know how he would feel. Not to mention the fact that she automatically knew he had killed someone. She was a liability if he angered her, and that put him a in a foul mood.


"Madam, I don't even know you. Why should I trust you? What could you possibly offer me that I would desire?"


He sounded cold and angry, but made no move to act agressively towards her. He was not in a good state of mind to be spoken to, but he was controlling his anger. He did not want a repeat of earlier, he didn't want to kill anyone.


At least not at the moment.

[Rosalinda]

"A safe haven, my father is a giant flea" Her grey eyes pleaded "have you not noticed i'm not speaking french" her voice chirped "how can you understand me?" She saw his face anger "You don't have to trust me just yet and i want to get to know you"

Her rose tinted lips curled into a sweet smile, her cheeks even matched in the same rosiness of innocence "I promise, i wont tell a soul" she chirped still holding her hand up" If you find me annoying or anything you are welcome to leave or kill me on the spot im not afraid, id glad to lose my life to give to another" she spoke truthfully

[suie]

Kadar's guilt ebbed away to make room for his temper. His eyes flashed dangerously as he loomed over Rosalinda, before he grabbed her upperarms with his top set of hands and lifted her off the ground, leaning close to her face to let out a low, menacing growl.



"Do you think the language you speak or people you know matter to me simply because they are similar?"


His bloody hands smeared over her, staining whatever he touched an off, bright red. He was fighting hard not to hurt her, whilst still displaying his anger at her presumptuous words. He noticed that she was lovely, but at the moment the wounds of his desperation were still raw. She was lovely like that woman had been.


He angrily tore his gaze away from hers, snarling out at nothing as he stared out at the not so distant city buildings. What was he to do? He couldn't keep going on like this, he would sooner starve than kill again but he knew how easily morality gave way to instinct. Slowly he turned back to the women he still held off the ground, considering her in silence for a moment before gently placing her down and removing his hands from her.


"Don't you ever suggest that I would kill you again. I'm not some rabid murderer."


He wasn't going to give into her suggestion that he go with her to her 'safe haven' yet....But he was considering it.

[Rosalinda]

Rosalindas eyes widened with fear her grey eyes were tiny in fear but she saw his face it seemed angry but scared she was pushed away, she stood there smeared with blood she looked down shaking, she would begin to cry, her kneels buckle and she fell to the ground, he wasnt going to budge she only wanted to help but she was so scared, she had never been this scared not since she was called a monster when she grew up, she sobbed openly

[suie]

Kadar stood, awkwardly trying to ignore her as she wept. He hadn't hurt her so he saw no reason for her tears now. He growled to himself again and moved back to tower over her. He was reluctant to coddle her but gently he picked her up off the ground, righting Rosalinda on her feet and giving her shoulders a gentle shake.


"That's enough. I told you I wasn't going to kill you, stop crying"


Crankily, Kadar released her and looked about to make sure no one had sighted him or heard her. Once he was sure they were still alone he looked back down at her and poked her in the shoulder with a slender finger.


"Are you taking me to you 'fathers' place or not?"

[Rosalinda]

Rose looked up and smiled sweetly and then looked around "i know you may not like this but" takes his hand and began to run, she grabbed her boots as they ran down the streets in the darkness, about 5 minutes passed of running as they arrive at the Theater

She opened the door and helped him in and looked outside hoping no one saw

[suie]

The whole time, Kadar was making a loud fuss. Growling and gnashing his teeth as he clenched ever other hand he had than the one she held, he didn't want to break her fringers afterall. But he certainly didn't like being grabbed.


Nor did he like this girls mood swings, he already foresaw this being a complicated mess. Grumpily he followed her into the theater, walking straight in as she checked to make sure no one had seen them. He looked around in silence, trying to control his temper as his guilt and torment was forgotten. He was never one to linger too long on useless emotions.

[Rosalinda]

Rosalinda would wince knowing her bi polar was bothering him, she looked down "Up stairs down the hall 2nd to the last door on the left, there is a room for you to stay in" She looked to the side "im going to make dinner" her hair was damp and she didnt change her dress which was still caked with blood. She would walk down the hall to the kitchen and began making some pork

[suie]

Kadar simply nodded and left her to do what she wanted. Following the directions he had been given until he came to the room he assumed was the correct one. Even if it wasn't he was too tired to care. Walking into it and closing the door, he observed his surroundings before moving to the bed.


His weary body sank down into it, the softness of the mattress and bedding was not something he was used to, but it was familiar and lulled him to sleep quickly. All four of his hands were laced together, resting over his stomach. His long legs were crossed at the ankles, his head tilted forward as he dozed. It had been a trying night, even if he could certainly go for more food, he was too tired to be bothered to stay awake.

[Rosalinda]

Rosalinda knew that the male had a odd diet, she brought blood, her own blood she placed it in a glass and brought a small fridge filled with her blood in glasses for him to drink, she also made him fresh raw and cooked vegetables, Fruit, Honey, and Nectar, she put a paper with words saying "here i dont know waht you eat but i made you what i think you would eat" she snuck out to feed her family in the house