09-07-2008, 11:52 PM
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Rachias had quickly found herself in a position that she didn't want to be stuck in, one that she should have seen coming from a mile away. When had Samael ever been mean to her though? When she was but a pup, perhaps, but if it had ever happened, she surely didn't remember. That day in the old Inferni house, he hadn't seemed to care if she had decided to turn him away, he'd even told her that he could. The snarl that came caused panic inside of her, worry and fear, and the grip that he held on her arm only tightened. She stepped back a small step, trying to seperate herself from him as much as she could, which was almost impossible with her arm in his hand, dropping down a step beneath him. "I just don't want you like that Sammie." How else could she explain it? She wouldn't have to. Barely a second after the words came from her he had hold of her tighter, tugging her arm and grabbing for her with his other arm. Panic set in quickly and the chocolate and cream haired girl pulled, spun, jerked, anything that she could think of to get herself away from him. It was no use though, his anger was great just as his power, at least compared to hers. In one quick motion he threw her to the stairs, where she landed with a loud thud, head clattering on the edges of the stairs as she slid down them slightly. He was on top of her in an instant, one arm down over her chest and the other behind her head, holding a handful of hair. Rachias didn't stop fighting though, wriggling and thrashing until the point that he tried to wedge himself between her legs. It was then that she shrieked, wondering if someone, somewhere, might hear her. "Sammie stop it!" She screamed out at the top of her lungs, eyes sparkling with the threat of tears, legs kicking wildly, trying to knock her brother away. |