HANNYA
Demon
Posts: 157
Played by:
Julia
"Do you hate that you love me or do you love that you hate me?"
Last seen Nov 11, 2024 17:12:57 GMT
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Post by HANNYA on Sept 30, 2022 23:10:12 GMT
 ━ make you beg for it, plead for it, until you feel like you breathe for it ━
Elsewhere, like buried in the tiny chest of that girl whose bra was left in Hector’s office. Jealousy surged through Hannya at the discovery, but Lawrence had come crawling back time and time again━he was surely under her thumb once more.
Or so she thought.
The demon didn’t often leave her meatsuit, but sometimes she had important matters to deal with and couldn’t take Dolly along. She’d always been fine while bound and gagged and left in the dressing room, but last time, Lawrence had intervened. And they thought compulsion would keep Hannya from finding out━ha.
She’d dipped into his mind the last time they were together, finding the dragon he was still seeing, and his meeting with her host. Well, if he thought he could hide all this from Hannya, then he had another thing coming. She was the one in control here, no matter how often she allowed the rest of them to believe otherwise.
Hannya let him go on━none the wiser━for a few weeks while she crafted her plan. She’d slowly become less available, stretching the time between his feedings. And then, when she thought Lawrence would be quite ravenous, she’d text him to meet her at the motel━she’d gotten a room specially for them. Thankfully for Lawrence, it was getting dark out earlier, so she couldn’t stick his head outside the nearest door and watch him roast in the sunlight.
The club was closed for the night for Magnus’ birthday, so she set up shop in the motel room and texted Lawrence the number on the door. Hannya sat on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed, leaning back onto one hand and facing the door. Waiting for him. She expected to torture Lawrence tonight.
When the door opened, Hannya’s lips pulled up in a sultry smirk. “Look what th’cat dragged in,” She sneered, uncrossing her legs. With one quick movement, she slashed a long, manicured nail across the inside of her thigh and let the blood ooze onto the sheets. Hannya’s hazel eyes flicked back to Lawrence, but she kept him locked where he was without more than a steady look.
She tsk’d, dragging the same finger through the crimson line on her skin, smearing it everywhere. “You’ve been doin’ some extra-curriculars, huh, sugar? Puttin’ those grubby, greedy lil’ hands everywhere they shouldn’t be.” Though fury burned below the surface, Hannya merely watched Lawrence with the same expression of mild amusement, unwilling to unleash the depths of her wrath on him… yet.
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LAWRENCE MURPHY
Vampire
Posts: 316
Age:
106
Occupation:
Bartender
Status:
It's Complicated
Partner:
Penny Bartlett
Played by:
Jodi
how does he know who he even is?
Last seen Nov 20, 2024 15:54:32 GMT
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fiend
Oct 28, 2022 20:04:06 GMT
Post by LAWRENCE MURPHY on Oct 28, 2022 20:04:06 GMT
If he wasn’t working at the bar he usually sat in there drinking until it was safe for him to go outside, but the whole place was shut leaving him stuck in Teddy’s apartment, sitting in his bedroom and endlessly flicking through television channels whilst Julian and Teddy were fast asleep. He could have headed down to Campbell’s bar, but unfortunately, that place had a curfew in place and he would be chucked out long before he was ready to call it a night. Phoebe was busy studying and Remzi was out of town so he was left to entertain himself. Hannya’s name flashed up on his phone with an address for a nearby motel room and the room number. Lawrence sighed heavily, placing his phone back down on the table next to his bed before returning to watching television. He was somewhat hoping that it was Penny sending him a message. She’d somehow got his number from someone and was texting him to see if he wanted to meet up for a drink, even though he told her he’d never bother her again. He was a little disappointed when she didn’t counter his statement by telling him there was no need to cut ties with her completely, although there wasn’t a lot of talking in that room after he kissed her. He waited a few minutes before picking up his phone again, knowing he was going to bend to Hannya, just as he did with Penny. It had been a few days since Hannya offered a vein up for him and he was starving. The only thing bouncing around in his stomach was whiskey and a few biscuits. He’d noticed she’d been dragging out the days in between their rendezvous, but Lawrence assumed it was just her playing games with him. Making him want her more and sadly it was working. A few minutes later he was leaving the apartment to meet Hannya. Soon he was opening the door to the motel room, to be greeted by Hannya waiting for him on the bed. His eyes were fixated on the blood that was slipping out of the wound on the inner of her thigh. The emptiness in his stomach grew stronger as his eyes faded to black for a moment. He wanted to leap on her and sink his teeth into the flesh on her thigh but not yet. A look of confusion washed over his face, “Extra-curriculars? What're you on about?” He inhaled sharply, trying to focus on her and not the blood seeping from her thigh, "Are you talking about those ice cube trays upstairs again? I told Hector to order more. We're running low." He paused for a second, "But we haven't come in to talk about work." It was the last thing he wanted to think about whilst Hannya was sprawled across the bed in an inviting position. HANNYA |
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HANNYA
Demon
Posts: 157
Played by:
Julia
"Do you hate that you love me or do you love that you hate me?"
Last seen Nov 11, 2024 17:12:57 GMT
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Post by HANNYA on Nov 14, 2022 22:32:03 GMT
━ make you beg for it, plead for it, until you feel like you breathe for it ━
Lawrence had better start praying. It wouldn’t save him now━God wouldn’t listen to the desperate cries of an undead blood-sucker whose favourite company was a demon. Pathetic. Just the way she liked them… except apparently someone else did, too.
He reacted just as she assumed. He kept his eyes on the blood, wanting nothing more than what she’d willingly offered until she began to tighten his leash a few weeks prior. “Ya want this?” Hannya sneered, lifting the bloody digit to her lips. She tasted Dolly’s blood, sweet, pure━the exact flavour Lawrence craved. Crimson droplets rolled over the hill of her chin and fell onto her chest, disappearing into the valley of pale, perfect flesh. “Shoulda thought about that before.” Venom returned to her voice, sharp and accusatory before it raged out of control.
“Don’t act stupid!” Hannya shouted, letting her hand drop to the bed again. She sat up straight, though the wound continued to drip, creating a small puddle on the carpet. There was likely worse on there already, but this was fresh, hopefully that would torment Lawrence. Her voice levelled again. “I don’t give a shit ‘bout ice cube trays or that damn club,” This was about far more than that. Hannya stood slowly and began her slow strut toward him.
When she reached Lawrence, Hannya’s hand came up, snatching his jaw like a viper. “Who is she?” The demon hissed, curling her fingers to press her nails into his cheeks. There wasn’t enough pressure to break skin just yet, only the threat of it, which Hannya was happy with for now. “The bitch ya f*cked in Hector’s office, th’one with the small t*ts.” She clenched her teeth together, glaring. “You think you can get better than this, baby? Better than me?” Hannya laughed sharply, testing her hold with a squeeze as her eyes turned pitch black.
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LAWRENCE MURPHY
Vampire
Posts: 316
Age:
106
Occupation:
Bartender
Status:
It's Complicated
Partner:
Penny Bartlett
Played by:
Jodi
how does he know who he even is?
Last seen Nov 20, 2024 15:54:32 GMT
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Post by LAWRENCE MURPHY on Dec 9, 2022 21:33:31 GMT
It was like someone had given him a fork and placed him in front of a live socket. He wanted to ram the fork into the plug just to see what would happen then eventually curiosity would take over and he’d jab the plug until something happened. Hannya was the live socket and to no surprise, she had shocked Lawrence. He’d played a little too close to the flames with her, now he was due to face the consequences. A sarcastic comment was balanced on the end of his tongue, but he refrained. Of course, he wanted his blood, he was a fucking vampire. It was all he ever craved. Every single hour of every single day and now Hannya was letting drops go to waste, seeping from her leg onto the fabric below and wiping it across her chin, letting it drip down onto her chest. “Before?” He just about managed to pull his eyes away from her chest to look into Hannya’s eyes. He almost stepped back as Hannya shouted at him, taken back by the volume in her voice. Fuck. What had he done? It wasn’t the ice cube trays apparently. Whatever it was he was prepared to apologise. Anything to taste the blood running from her wound. Now she was walking toward him, even more reason to step back, but he couldn’t. Her hold had him glued to the carpet.
“Who is she?” Now his mind was whirling. He’d always been extra careful when picking girls up at the bar, knowing Hannya could strike at any point, which seemed to be happening a little more recently since Hannya wasn’t on speed dial anymore. Perhaps he’d been a little sloppy, allowing himself to be swept up with whatever girl he had managed to slip his arms around. He tried to edge his face away from her as she wrapped her fingers around his chin, squeezing his jaw. He pressed his lips together, trying not to laugh at Hannya’s insult to Penny, but any desire to laugh quickly faded away as Hannya’s eyes faded to black. As always, it unnerved him. “She was a nobody… can’t even remember her name. Below average… you know there isn’t anyone better than you” He would have loved for Penny to be a fly on the wall, just to hear the insults slip from Hannya’s lips but knowing his luck they’d both gang up on him. HANNYA |
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HANNYA
Demon
Posts: 157
Played by:
Julia
"Do you hate that you love me or do you love that you hate me?"
Last seen Nov 11, 2024 17:12:57 GMT
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fiend
Jan 3, 2023 16:56:04 GMT
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Post by HANNYA on Jan 3, 2023 16:56:04 GMT
━ make you beg for it, plead for it, until you feel like you breathe for it ━
Someone who was clearly━the evidence said everything━not as gifted as Hannya. Or, well, Dolly. But Hannya had always been beautiful━each vessel she chose since creation had been hand-plucked to make others melt with envy.
“A nobody.” Hannya tossed her head back, laughing sharply. Suddenly, her focus whipped to Lawrence again, with all traces of amusement vanished. “Yeah, no one better, so you decide t’test that theory with a nobody? You think I was born yesterday, Lawrence?” Dropping his chin, Hannya stepped to the side, leaving space to flick him across the room. He landed somewhere near the blood stain on the carpet, which was mostly accidental. Hannya released her hold on him, though, allowing Lawrence to move freely.
Hannya shifted to face him, standing in front of the door━as if he had a chance of leaving anyway. “That’s it, sugar. You’re done.” The wound on her thigh sealed, leaving only the trail of blood down her inner leg to air dry. “You can lick that up like a fuckin’ dog,” She motioned to the deep red spot on the carpet, “But that’s all you’re gonna get. That’s what happens when ya don’t appreciate the gifts I give ya.” Hannya hissed, taking a few long strides toward him, stopping before she reached the vampire, with her bloody leg a step in front of the other, almost taunting Lawrence with it.
She wanted to watch him beg. Hannya wanted to see Lawrence fall to his fucking knees and cry for mercy, and she wanted to deny him again until he felt the sting embedded in his bones. Vampires were such pitiful fucking creatures, though it was always fun to toy with them. Lawrence would learn his lesson soon.
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LAWRENCE MURPHY
Vampire
Posts: 316
Age:
106
Occupation:
Bartender
Status:
It's Complicated
Partner:
Penny Bartlett
Played by:
Jodi
how does he know who he even is?
Last seen Nov 20, 2024 15:54:32 GMT
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Post by LAWRENCE MURPHY on Jan 13, 2023 21:04:37 GMT
Anyone else probably would have told them to stop overreacting, but this was Hannya. She could crush his skull within a heartbeat. When they first started hooking up it wasn’t as if he signed some kind of contract with her stating he would only sleep with her and feed from her. He was free to do as he pleased, yet Hannya continued to call the shots. It wasn’t as if he was the only person she was sleeping with. He’d seen her disappear into the office with Hector on her arm for hours. They weren’t just talking about the bar. Her sharp laugh rang through his body, causing it to tense up a little. “She wasn’t worth it.” Even though he’d gone back to Penny more than once. Something about her drew him back to her, even though she was a complete bitch, much like Hannya, but at least Hannya was offering her blood. She wasn’t listening though. Instead sent him across the room, directly into the patch of blood on the floor before allowing dropping her hold on him. He quickly got to his feet, away from the blood that was seeping into the carpet. The smell was alluring, but he kept his focus on Hannya. “Wait… Hannya. There’s no need for that… this girl meant nothing.” The hunger surged in his stomach stronger than before, his mind telling him that his fresh blood supply was about to be cut off. His eyes dropped to her leg for a second, refusing to let his body cave. His eyes darted straight back to Hannya’s face. He couldn’t let her deprive him like this. She was the whole reason he’d switched back to human blood, after sticking to the animal blood for so long. She was the one who invited him to drink from her open vein and now she was cutting him off. “It won’t happen again.” He held his hands up for a moment, accepting he’d done wrong. His fleeting moments with Penny were fun, but it wasn't worth ruining his agreement with Hannya. “Let's just move on.” Daringly he took a step toward Hannya, a hand slipping around her waist as he pulled her close, “Let's just forget about it.” His other hand reached up, tucking Hannya’s hair behind her ear slowly. HANNYA - wrap up with yours? |
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HANNYA
Demon
Posts: 157
Played by:
Julia
"Do you hate that you love me or do you love that you hate me?"
Last seen Nov 11, 2024 17:12:57 GMT
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fiend
Feb 6, 2023 19:52:21 GMT
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Post by HANNYA on Feb 6, 2023 19:52:21 GMT
━ make you beg for it, plead for it, until you feel like you breathe for it ━
Stalking towards him, she was a little miffed that he didn’t lick the blood from the floor like a bitch, but whatever. Clearly, he thought he was too good for that━Hannya would prove him wrong.
“Nothin’, nobody.” Hannya scoffed, glaring at Lawrence, her hands slipping up to her hips. “You think that makes this better? ‘Cause you chose that over this.” She pointed to the blood on her leg, her chest swelling with jealousy. How could he say it was nothing when it would ruin all he had?
And Hannya really was everything. It was time Lawrence started to realize that.
As if he’d grown a pair of brass fucking balls, he dared to touch her. Hannya allowed him for a moment, manicured fingertips digging into his arms while her hands encircled his biceps. She softened visibly at his words, her expression falling from anger into something far more forgiving. Her touch lightened, and one brow raised in question. “Ya promise?” She asked, frowning like a child.
Hannya dipped her head towards his hand, nuzzling lightly into his fingers as they gently readjusted her hair. She blushed like a schoolgirl, and Lawrence was stupid enough to think he could quell a vengeful demon this way. “Ya really think we can?” Hannya asked innocently, her own hands sliding up to his cheeks.
Suddenly, her expression darkened, and her eyes went completely black. “You’re dumber than I thought, Lawrence. You better hope your guilt eats you alive before I do.” She growled, her voice void of Dolly’s accent or any humanity whatsoever.
Hannya snapped his neck and allowed his lifeless body to fall to her feet. She shifted and fixed her clothing, scoffed at how fucking pitiful he was, and turned on her heel, strutting out. She couldn’t wait to watch him crumble.
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