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Baptiste had let his faith slip through the cracks from the moment Jason Hills had wandered into his life. Meeting Jason caused the young Valkyr / Priest to question everything he had ever believed, but turning him into what Baptiste was? Taking his humanity away from him? Well that was an entirely different ball game, and ever since the moment Baptiste had decided to turn Jason into a Valkyr, to save his life, his soul became dark.
Baptiste knew his father was rolling in his grave, considering his father had been the one to teach him everything, and for a long time, it had been his fathers footsteps he'd followed in. Now, the Valkyr simply didn't know where to turn. One thing he knew for certain, was that he had gotten a taste of the night life, and enjoyed it a little too much. Bap had never fed on innocents. He simple refused to take blood from someone who wasn't evil and corrupt, until recently at least. Lately Baptiste had been ripping through the city, night after night drinking from whoever he felt like, and having no recollection of it the next day, or why he was waking up with blood stain around his mouth.
Everything he'd been going through lately, were all things that he couldn't tell Elias. Elias had whipped back into Bap's life with no warning, and after the way he had ran the Celestial off, he didn't even feel worthy of his time. The confessional, was something Bap never saw coming, but he'd managed to get himself through it, and the rest; he'd leave untold for now. Sighing to himself, the Valkyr rolled out of bed and gathered a fresh change of clothes before stalking off towards the bathroom, and filling his large metal tub with water so hot it would have melted a normal person's skin. The Valkyr nearly cooed when he climbed in and let himself sink until nothing more than his head surfaced.
An hour and a half later, Baptiste found himself drifted off in a slumber, sighing before finishing with his bath and climbed out. After quickly getting dressed, and gathering his personal items the Valkyr headed out into the night. Night time was when all the chaos happened, but typically, Baptiste was part of that chaos. He figured going to the bar sounded like the best approach for now, until he walked by an alley-way, realizing someone was standing there in the shadows. As he came closer, a coy smirk graced the Valkyr's features. He had only ran into this female a hand full of times, but she knew how to have fun, and that's exactly what Baptiste was in need of.
"Koona, causing trouble tonight?" he asked, with a hopeful tone, and a sinister expression. "I believe the last time we ran int each other, you promised to have a few drinks with me" he then said, and of course, he wasn't even referring to alcohol.. like a savage, he meant blood.
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"Well, well, well, if it isn't ol' Bippity-Bap." A sly grin crossed the Valkyr's face. "Didn't figure I'd see you around these parts for a while, what with you becoming a priest and all. A little too 'high and mighty' for slums like me. Though," she raised and eyebrow slightly, looking the tattooed male up and down, "I've heard rumors your faith has been slipping. And not just your faith...if you catch my drift."
Pausing, Koona brought a cigarette to her lips and inhaled slowly, finishing off the cancer stick before flicking it to the ground and crushing it beneath the heel of a worn leather boot. It had been a while since she'd come across a face she recognized, and far longer since she'd actually spoken with anyone familiar. Except for, of course, her roommate. But that didn't count.
Down the block from where the two Valkyr's odd reunion was taking place sat a hot bar illuminated boldly with neon lights. It wasn't the type of place Koona would be a regular at, but damn if it didn't get people drunk. Koona had never cared to find out what the club put in their glowing black-lit drinks, but frankly she didn't care. It was the perfect spot to find a mark. And they were so blackout drunk that they never remembered what happened the night morning - creating a convenient hunting grounds for those which thirst for blood. Sure, it wasn't nearly as fun as hunting someone who'd scream and run, but in the city it was generally necessary to keep a lower profile. Plus, on nights Koona was particularly lucky, she'd be able to bed her victim before drinking from them. The thought would perhaps repulse others of a higher moral standpoint, but Koona had felt too much to give a damn about the conscious of others.
"Your timing happens to be perfect," Koona stepped forward. "I was just about to have a drink actually, and I'd love to have company. You're welcome to join. Though, I should warn you, once I get going I don't stop until I'm finished." With a wink Koona spun on her heel, motioning for Baptiste to follow her. Before long they arrived at the entrance to the nightclub and stepped inside, immediately becoming engulfed by flashing lights and base so heavy it could be felt through the floor.
"Her." the Valkyr's eyes fell hungrily onto a slender redhead with long legs and a neon blue drink in her hand. "Do you wanna tag-team this one and be my wing man or pick your own drink and we can lure them away together?"
Baptiste arched a brow in her direction, and folded his arms, chuckling at the name she had given him after their first run in. Koona was different from anyone he had ever met before, and it's why he liked her. Though, he couldn't say he knew enough about her yet; which was what made him grin from ear to ear when she began speaking. Yeah, he missed her weightlessness. "You know better" he started, giving her a playful eye roll as she mocked him about his high and mighty other life. Baptiste definitely did live a few different lives. One, the holy roller life; where he took confessions and preached to sinners. Two, the night life; where he now stood next to what he'd like to think of his new partner in crime, doing whatever the hell they felt like doing, and three, the one where he locked himself away from everything, and did nothing but self loath. He supposed the night life had began winning him over though.
"A lot of things are slipping, but if I give you the details, I might have to kill you" he joked, and flashed a wink at her before nudging her arm with his own in a playful manner. Bap followed Koona's gaze, which landed on the bar, lit by neon signs, and one he knew was famous for their drinks. "Let's go, I'm craving something a little more dangerous tonight though.. are you in?" he asked, knowing better than to ask that question. Not even realizing how out of tune he was being with himself lately. In fact, it felt more normal than anything he'd do in a long time. With Elias back, all Baptiste wanted to do was feel a proper buzz, and maybe get lost in a moment of ripping someone open and Koona had presented him with many of the dark desires he craved.
Baptiste stood there as she spoke of her plans, and while he wasn't questioning what she was about to go do, a part of him felt as though he'd fallen into some kind of trance. Damn her and that effect she seemed to have not on just him, but many others, with how persuasive she could truly be. It was a sexy quality, and one that many people Baptiste had encountered, lacked. Baptiste finally began walking after snapping out of whatever the hell had happened to him, and was greeted by the smell of smoke and the different colored flashing lights. When the song changed, and the strobe lights began working their magic, Bap's gaze fell upon the red head, and then back to Koona "Who would be stupid enough to pass up a tag-team with you?" he asked, smirking slyly at her, before making his way out to the dance floor. Baptiste grabbed the back, and while he let Koona work her magic from the front, the tall, inked up Valkyr hovered just over her shoulder, while dancing to the beat behind her.
"You've always had a knack for picking out the best quality" he whispered against Koona's ear as the sandwiched the red head, while anticipation burnt through him, causing him to slowly but surely, become unhinged; and he pretty much knew, that's exactly how Koona liked him.
"Taste enough wines and you begin to develop a sense for which is the sweetest," the metaphorical response matched Baptiste's whispered comment in volume, a sly smirk spreading across Koona's lips; tongue dragging slowly across their surface as she watched the redhead before them dance. "And I know you'll be in agreement when I say I'm in desperate need of some refreshments."
Pumping bass filtered through the valkyr's body as she bathed in the moment, the vibrant heartbeats of those in the club pulsating in time to the music. She could practically smell the sweetness of their veins, and longed to taste the saltiness of their sweat-slicked throats. It had been far too long since she'd let herself go like this, and she was exited to have a partner on this particular late-night excursion. Louisa, her long-time companion and closest friend, did not mind Koona's vicious rebellions, but she chose not to participate; choosing instead to keep a more relaxed atmosphere during her own feedings. And so, Koona was generally left to her own devices. But not tonight. Tonight, she had a playmate.
As the lights flashed and hot bodies became an electric ocean around them, Koona moved close to the redhead, locking eyes for a long moment as they swayed together. Then, without a word, the valkyr reached a hand up to the young woman's jaw and guided the redhead's lips to her own, pressing against each other for several lingering seconds. She could feel starvation in the connection, though the human's hungry desires were somewhat different from her own. At least, in what the end result was expected to be. "You're intoxicating," Koona's words could barely be heard above the music, but a coy smile from the redhead confirmed the sentiment had been received. "Mind if my friend joins our little party? I promise he doesn't bite...much." an ambitious look was shot over the soon-to-be victim's shoulder as Koona silently invited Baptiste to move in closer. Gingerly she took Bap's hands in her own, carefully placing them on the redhead's slender hips. "Don't worry," Koona leaned forward to whisper in the redhead's ear. "We'll be gentle.
The male Valkyr chuckled a little to her metaphor, but it was just one of many things he loved about Koona. The way she carried herself would turn any man on, and if Baptiste hadn't already made it a point to re-build things with Elias, he'd damn sure be trying to lure Koona some place more private than this. "Oh we're in agreement, but be careful Koona, the last time we indulged, It left me wanting much more" his tone turned much sinister with that statement, and his eyes held a darker glint to them. Baptiste had clearly lost his mind, but he was happy to have a friend on this insane roller coaster with him. Though, he kinda knew that this was Koona just being Koona rather than it being her losing her way; it's part of what turned him on so much.
Appearances meant nothing to Baptiste, but when a person carried themselves a certain way, he couldn't help but swoon a little. He'd allow Elias to kick his ass for it another time. Tonight was about letting go, and the way the redhead moved against Koona, made it pretty damn easy to do that. "How long has it been for you?" Baptiste questioned, when he realized just how excited she seemed. Usually this was any other day for Koona, but perhaps having him to partake with her, made things a little more satisfying, because it certainly did for him.
When the 'MUSIC' seemed to have changed it's pace, so did the sweat-stained bodies around them. People began grinding together, which eased Baptiste right into following his playmates lead. Batpsite watched, engrossed by the scene unfolding before him, and transfixed on the way Koona handled it. The redhead apparently had anticipated something much different than what she was about to get. The scent of her arousal indicated that much, which would make her a lot easier to feed from - though a darker side of Baptiste, like any predatory species, wanted to hear her scream and chase her as she ran. With an arched brow, the male Valkyr didn't have to be told twice as Koona beckoned him over, allowing his hands to fall upon the red heads slender hips, and within the blink of an eye, they began moving as one.
Baptiste hadn't really experienced the dark side of being a Valkyr, but the more time he spent with the minx making all this happen, the more he wanted to feel every dark aspect of a Valkyr's world. The more time that had moved along, the worse the burning sensation in his throat got, and he knew before long he'd need this more than want it. Right now though, it was safe to say he wanted it at a twisted level. His three way feeding fantasy was unfolding right before his eyes, and he felt like a kid in a candy factory. The red head sandwiched between them, began getting handsy, as she wrapped one of her arms around Koona's shoulder, and the other around the back of Bap's upper thigh. "Perfect" he whispered as his head hovered over her shoulder, so that his lips could reach Koona's ear.
One of the luxuries of this club however, was the 5 star motel that sat above it. The Valkyr wondered how this night would end, or morning.. he had no where else to be, so as long as Koona was game, they'd make a whole night of it. And if that would be the case, he'd gladly be paying for a room later.
The red head seemed to ease into some sort of trance like state of mind when Koona whispered into her ear, letting her know that they'd be gentle. That's when Baptiste decided to make the first move, and pressed his sharp fangs into her neck, just enough to draw two single dots of blood. He was a disciplined Valkyr, and had trained himself to show restraint, so it wasn't hard for him to pull back, "Ladies first" he stated, with his lips pressed against Koona's ear, and his hands holding the red heads hips, trapping her in place. Much to his satisfaction, she didn't even resist, it's as though she wanted more with every little touch upon her flesh.
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