Murder is terribly exhausting.

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Outside the Doctor's Office
Late afternoon, Monday May 3rd

It is one of those beautiful Spring days that poets write about, that make children look out schoolroom windows longingly, and have people out enjoying the sunshine in droves.

It is most inconvienent.

It's been increasingly harder to find Lucien alone.  That night of him railing and moaning by the fire was the closest I've come, but that damn bartender came along as I started to move in.   And now he's got the dark haired girl back in his bed and apartment.  Complication after complication.  It's not that I shy away from bloodshed, not at all.  And if the truth be told, I am getting to the point where I will kill half the town if I bloody well have to...

but now knowing exactly how long it will take to be restore to my self after Lucien breathes his last.  Well, I don;t want to be caught in human form by a lynch mob before I find out.  It would amuse Iblis, I am sure, if I were to kill the man and then find myself dangling from the hangman's noose before I revert back. 

I take a sip of coffee and shift myself to a more comfortable position under a tree.  To everyone else, I am just the mild mannered school teacher relaxing in the sun.  But not for much longer if I can help it.

(Open to Lilith)

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His body freezes at first, then relaxes into mine. Laughing against his lips, I pull away and take his hands. "The garden is still ours," I purr, pulling him in that direction.

Running again, I stay just out of his reach as I laugh pulling my dress over my head tossing it in his direction behind me. It is not far now and that should speed him up a bit. But it is not enough. I speed up once its in sight.

Of course I reach the heart of my garden first. I can hear it when he enters, so I crouch in the flowers and pounce on him as he passes me by. Laughing again, I dodge his kisses playfully, stripping him of his clothes.

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After a very long embrace, she pulls away, running for The Garden. Still one step ahead, still laughing and light...

Lilith speeds up, reaching our sanctuary before me. Little Minx, since it is hers, she can blend into it better, becoming one with it. I creep around, trying to listen for her movement or sniff her out, for as trapped as I am, I still have sharper senses than a ordinary human. It does me no good though, for she comes from nowhere, laughing her body onto mine and bearing us down.

We are laughing, as I try to kiss her and she tears the clothes off of me. Soon, it is human flesh against human flesh. Lilith is on top of me, raking nails and heat down my sides. I have my mouth at her breast, nipple sucked into my mouth, tongue and teeth and hands giving her adoration, my apprecation of her beauty pressed firmly against her abdomen.