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**RP from Zaratol goes as follows. *=action, "=Speech /\=thought **

* Zaratol awoke from his deep slumber with a start, the same dream had once again plagued him, punishing his mind and body with near unbearable pain, but he had survived so far. The voice in his head had ordered him to kill, to re-join with his vampire ways, to become once more a warrior of the dark, instead of serving the light, to become a creature of the night. Zaratol had refused so far, but he didnt know how long he could last. The pain caused by the dreams was great, but nothing compared to the pain that the urge to kill, and feed from the dead caused him, that pain had grown greater, even with his turing to the light. Zaratol susspected that one of two things had taken place, either the Creature had abandon him, or the other, more likely, the owner of the voice in his dreams had brought the hunger back. Either way, Zaratol was losing conroll, and he was feeling the need to kill, one fresh kill was all it would take, and he could control his inner beast after words, at least he had hope that he could.

* Zaratol had found the perfect pray, a doe, a small one, healthy, and ripe for the kill, it would only take a minute, and the poor creature would feel little to no pain. * /\ A tiny bite on the neck is all it should take, the animal shouldnt struggle, it will be afraid, but that wont cause to much trouble my friend, nothing like the hunt again Zaratol, this is what you have been waiting for. /\ * With an agile leap from the tree he was hidden in, Zaratol landed next to the Doe and quickly sunk his teeth into it, he could feel the pulse of the deer quicken as he started to suck the blood from the vein with his fangs, which sunk deeper and deeper The heart beat soon began to slow down, showing the creature was near death, he quickly finished, removing his fangs and placing his hands on the neck of the creature, causing it to die switftly, so it would feel no more pain. *
Zaratol starts to speak with himself, 2 voices, 2 personalitys, each with distin ctions. "There, I have done it, is your hunger for blood satisfied my dark compa nion, do you feel the twinge of power we once knew, but can never have again?"
"Yessss Zaratol, you have done well, we ssshall not need blood until the sssun r issesss again."
"I will not feed again on the innocent, and as we cannot take tainted blood, we shall not feed any more, we shall drink the cold blood the Haroche keeps for us, I will not let you have controll of this body again."
"I pity you Zaratol, you are so nieve, you think you can controll me, sssstop me from taking thissss body and usssing it for our dark masssters bidding, you are wrong, ssssoo very wrong."
* A blinding flash of light, and two faces split from one, both some one translu cent, they seem to be engaged in battle. One is the face of the current body, t he other is the face of the old.
The long blond hair, the deep blue eyes, the common traits of a rahl, and yet so mething else....*

(( Feel free to RP watching me in the forest, but in your rp, you cant interact directly with me, seeing as this has already happend, and I ask that you please rp seeing me in a note, before you bring up the subject to others, as you would have to be the person watching me, to see anything, any one can watch me, as long as they note it, im happy to have people join in my RP))

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Note Number:	8	Author:	Zaratol
Date:	Tue Apr 23, 2002; 10:35:20	To:	All
Subject:	The Kill
*RP from Zaratol goes as follows. =action, "=Speech /\=thought ** * Zaratol awoke from his deep slumber with a start, the same dream had once again plagued him, punishing his mind and body with near unbearable pain, but he had survived so far. The voice in his head had ordered him to kill, to re-join with his vampire ways, to become once more a warrior of the dark, instead of serving the light, to become a creature of the night. Zaratol had refused so far, but he didnt know how long he could last. The pain caused by the dreams was great, but nothing compared to the pain that the urge to kill, and feed from the dead caused him, that pain had grown greater, even with his turing to the light. Zaratol susspected that one of two things had taken place, either the Creature had abandon him, or the other, more likely, the owner of the voice in his dreams had brought the hunger back. Either way, Zaratol was losing conroll, and he was feeling the need to kill, one fresh kill was all it would take, and he could control his inner beast after words, at least he had hope that he could. * Zaratol had found the perfect pray, a doe, a small one, healthy, and ripe for the kill, it would only take a minute, and the poor creature would feel little to no pain. * /\ A tiny bite on the neck is all it should take, the animal shouldnt struggle, it will be afraid, but that wont cause to much trouble my friend, nothing like the hunt again Zaratol, this is what you have been waiting for. /\ * With an agile leap from the tree he was hidden in, Zaratol landed next to the Doe and quickly sunk his teeth into it, he could feel the pulse of the deer quicken as he started to suck the blood from the vein with his fangs, which sunk deeper and deeper The heart beat soon began to slow down, showing the creature was near death, he quickly finished, removing his fangs and placing his hands on the neck of the creature, causing it to die switftly, so it would feel no more pain. * Zaratol starts to speak with himself, 2 voices, 2 personalitys, each with distin ctions. "There, I have done it, is your hunger for blood satisfied my dark compa nion, do you feel the twinge of power we once knew, but can never have again?" "Yessss Zaratol, you have done well, we ssshall not need blood until the sssun r issesss again." "I will not feed again on the innocent, and as we cannot take tainted blood, we shall not feed any more, we shall drink the cold blood the Haroche keeps for us, I will not let you have controll of this body again." "I pity you Zaratol, you are so nieve, you think you can controll me, sssstop me from taking thissss body and usssing it for our dark masssters bidding, you are wrong, ssssoo very wrong." * A blinding flash of light, and two faces split from one, both some one translu cent, they seem to be engaged in battle. One is the face of the current body, t he other is the face of the old. The long blond hair, the deep blue eyes, the common traits of a rahl, and yet so mething else....* (( Feel free to RP watching me in the forest, but in your rp, you cant interact directly with me, seeing as this has already happend, and I ask that you please rp seeing me in a note, before you bring up the subject to others, as you would have to be the person watching me, to see anything, any one can watch me, as long as they note it, im happy to have people join in my RP))