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 How does...that make...you feel Mr. Sarvas? (For Skylar) 
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Post How does...that make...you feel Mr. Sarvas? (For Skylar)
It had been only two days since the demonic entity known as Grail rose up from his slumber due to the meddling of some worthless little slut who was now forced to wear a rather spiffy little contraption as punishment for her crimes against his GAL DAMN HIBERNATION. Huffing as he traveled into the school late at night, he knew he could always get a few good leftovers of food from the cafeteria. Sure, he was a demonic force to be reckoned with, but he would be DAMNED to hell if he didn't like tater tots.

Om noming on the the leftover tots and beef burgers he warmed up in the cafeteria microwave, the demon would feel fully sated, letting out a loud burp as he explored the rest of the school that had all been abandoned since closing up earlier in the day. Most of the students now would be in the dorms, or out on the beach enjoying the night, but he always loved to come across that eager beaver of a learner that just had to stay after and do that work.

He cruised the halls of the first floor, peeking in on several of the darkened classrooms to see if there was any life to be had inside of there, which there was not. Growling and huffing, the demon passed by the auditorium that was in the school and checked to see if any of the girls that wished to be actresses would be in back changing their garments...to which there was none. Sighing, and almost feeling as if he was defeated, he moved up to the second floor of the school to see if there was anything to be had up there.

He hoofed it from one classroom to the other, even checking the janitor's closet for anything that could be so delicious to hide in there for whatever reason. Nothing. He cursed silently, already feeling agitated that he could not find a single female inside of the school tonight. Not even the computer lab had some geek girl that was trying to download porn to sate her own lusts for being on an all girl island...this was true hell.

However, there was a light at the end of the tunnel...almost literally, as he saw from one of the doors on the second floor that a light was still on. He could only pray that there was a female inside of there and present. He tip-toed up the best that he could to that door, peeking inside to see if there was anything in there worth going after.


Tue Nov 18, 2008 5:23 am
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Post Re: How does...that make...you feel Mr. Sarvas? (For Skylar)

The student was eager to begin her first day of classes. She was fitted with all of the basic introductory courses, with little room for electives. She had however, gotten into a fast filling class due to a last minute drop white elated the cheerful student even further. After a long day of filling out various paperwork, and getting a good grasp on her basic classes the student was finally introduced into: Forensic Psychoanalysis 215: Introduction to Forensic Criminal Profiling.

The student was bright-eyed a bushy tailed throughout the entire lesson and was very dismayed when the last bell rang throughout the campus. She had taken several pre-collegiate psychology courses but soon came to the fearful realization that most of the students taking this particular course were already in their second or third year of college! Feeling at an extreme disadvantage, while all of the students were eager to get back to their dorms and relax for the rest of their afternoon, Skylar politely pulled the professor aside.

“Ahhh Miss Thornton, how can I help you?” The professor was in his late forties, but he was aging extremely well, his salt and pepper hair cropped and trimmed neatly as he spoke behind a full mustache.

“I just wanted to thank you for the wonderful lesson today.” Skylar said firmly and sincerely. The Professor eyed her precariously, obviously sensing she had deeper intentions behind the compliment.

“I also can’t help but feel that I’m at a slight disadvantage to the other students.” She said with an embarrassed smile.

“Annnd I was wondering if I could stay behind and work on some of the predetermined mock-profiling cards you were talking about earlier.” She added with a hopeful, pleading smile.

The Professor brought his hand to his chin and pretended to mull over the thought for a couple of moments before returning a toothy smile.

“I’m never one to hold back an ambitious student. I can gather that you’re an over achiever in any task you set your mind to so I feel I can trust you with the security of this room.”

The student radiated a beaming smile, extending a grateful hand which the Professor took warmly. He explained the primary functions of the exercise and handed her the ‘Cheat-Sheet’ so she could assess her answers. After a few more moments of polite conversation the Professor took his leave and the student went to work.

The hours passed and the sun slowly began to disappear beyond the horizon, the student switching on all of the lights as soon as it started to become difficult to read the cards. The student paced around the faux murder scene photo’s looking at the bulleted captions beside each one. She had them immaculately placed upon the large white board. She was in her uniform, but had long removed the navy vest, carelessly tossing the piece of clothing aside.

“Poor thing.” She observed. “I knew a girl like her once, healthy girl would never think anything like this would happen to her. One day she could be walking along eating a carrot and bam.” She said adding a bit of humor to her serious tone she had undertook.

She had a small camera with her, eager to take dozens of photos to send back to her friends and family depicting her first day at a University. Though she was now engulfed in the task at hand, accurately profiling the murderer. She activated the sound recording function on her camera, casually smoothing back her crimson tresses to lightly frame her face.

“Victim is a 23 year old latina female.” She said in a monotonous voice, to any onlooker eagerly delving into her new mock role as professional profiler.

“Victim suffered several stab wounds to the torso. It was a clumsy and passionate kill, likely the suspect’s first time.” She paced around the board, inching forward to view an odd set of lacerations on the victim’s chest.

“The kill was premeditated, whether this was his intended victim or not. While the death was clumsy, the killer had plenty of time to leave his calling card in form of lacerations to the chest. The carving depicts a derogatory term, a swastika.”

“I surmise the killer is a young, Caucasian male between the age of 17-20. I suspect his natural hair color may be brown but he dyes it blond, he will most likely have blue or green eyes. This was a racially targeted crime, and the youth is misguided in his sense of cleansing the world. He is easily impressionable, and probably committed the murder under the impressions of an older influence in his life.”

The student ended the recording, wandering over towards the ‘cheat sheet’ she’d been given. She quickly located the card number she had pulled and began to read the stats on the killer. She was very pleased with the results of her assessment. The killer was 19 in age, Caucasian male. While she had guessed his stats and motivation correctly, she was severely inaccurate about the exterior influence to his crime.

“Not bad.” She murmured, pursing her lips and accepting her own internal criticism.


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Post Re: How does...that make...you feel Mr. Sarvas? (For Skylar)
The demon peeked his head up into that window that covered about one-fourth of the size of the door that led into the classroom. His head popped up for a moment to see a delectable young redhead inside of that room pacing about. It was unknown to the creature what she was doing as the student paced, but it was obvious that she was undertaking something rather strange.

As she started to speak into some sort of recording devise, the demon listened in, hearing every word that the student had to offer. Apparently it had been a murder, which intrigued the creature to lift his head up a bit higher to get a better look. Unfortunately for the demon, there was no body in the classroom, no blood at all, and she even had spoken about there being a male involved, a human one at that. The demon knew full well that there was no way a killer was on the island, male at that, and as she flipped over that cheater sheet to congratulate herself, Grail knew that it was just an exercise.

That was when the idea popped into his head. Grinning from ear to ear the demon stepped away from that door and snapped his fingers. In a whirling cloud of black, a female human began to appear from the darkness below. This was, in fact, a doppelganger much like the clones he could summon, but the idea of what Grail saw in his head is what the doppelganger would take the shape of...and that would be a twenty-something Latina female who's shirt was cut to shreds, and she was bleeding profusely from multiple stab wounds in her stomach. She also was wearing nothing but just that torn up shirt and a pair of loose pants.

The doppelganger smiled, laughing slightly before Grail stepped a good five yards away from the door. The doppelganger put on a face of pure pain and terror, and as it grabbed the knob and twisted, pushing that door open violently as she stumbled through the classroom. "OH god....oh god it hurts...Help me...Help me!" She screamed, crying and finally collapsing on the ground as she whimpered in pain. She did somehow manage to kick that door shut in her stumbling across the red-head student who had just solved her own first Nancy Drew mystery.


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Post Re: How does...that make...you feel Mr. Sarvas? (For Skylar)
Skylar had just finished the exercise and gently set her camera on one of the desks. She let out a deep, audible sigh and casually took a seat, gently pressing her fingers into her eyes. She had of course, been at this for hours and the excitement and adrenalin that had fueled her first day on campus was quickly being replaced with fatigue and exhaustion. She smiled contently as she considered all of the wonderful adventures she had yet to discover on her new island home, daydreaming about new discoveries she’d made or treasures she’d find! Her heart sank slightly as she remembered the friends she had left behind back home in Chico, but was hopeful at the prospect of being able to make some more.

The sudden barrage of a beautiful Latina stumbling into the classroom abruptly interrupted her pleasant thoughts. Skylar’s eye’s widened in horror as she saw the vivid red staining the shredded shirt that adorned the woman’s body. Skylar leapt from her chair and rushed over to the screaming woman, kneeling down beside her and placing a trembling hand on her shoulder.

“Oh my god what happened to you?” She said through blurry eyes, a sudden panic rising in the pit of the student’s stomach. There was no other thought, no other priority than to help this woman. She firmly gripped the woman’s hand and tried her best to soothe the woman as best she could. She could tell that she was in dire pain and that her life was in danger of being lost. Blurry eyed and griped with terror the student screamed at the top of her lungs.

“My god somebody please help us in here!” She looked back down into the terrified eyes of the woman and calmly told her, “I have to go get help for you, please just hang on.” With that the student released her grip on the crying woman’s hands and rushed towards the door. She pried open the heavy door and rushed out into the hallway that was enveloped in darkness. By circumstance she just happened to be completely oblivious to the demon’s presence, his dark form blending with the ominous shadows of the hallway.

“Please is anyone down there! This girl is hurt in here we need a medic now!” Her prospects didn’t look good, it seemed the entire building had been abandoned. A loud groan from inside the room hurriedly brought the student’s attention back towards the bleeding woman, and she went back inside the room, the door clicking softly behind her.

“Miss, I don’t think there’s anyone inside of the building. I’m going to have to go to the administration office and get you a nurse, do you think you’ll be able to hold on?” Her voice was close to cracking and trembled as it passed her soft pink lips.


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Post Re: How does...that make...you feel Mr. Sarvas? (For Skylar)
Upon hearing the red-haired student's reaction to the bloody female that would have burst into that room, the demon sunk down quickly into the darkest corner of that hallway, grinning and listening to the worried student's words as she tried to calm the doppelganger down. He watched as the female rushed out of the room, still calling for help but hearing none that would arrive. The demon's lips turned upwards again, almost a nervous twitch as this had endless possibilities.

Inside of that classroom, the female that appeared to have been stabbed multiple times, and as her shirt shuffled, Skylar would easily be able to see that most of the damage had been in her stomach area, several puncture wounds appearing there to be the source of all the blood. There were, however, several slashes up on the females chest, and it shaped that of a rather crude swastika. It all seemed rather coincidental at that, but the latina woman that was writhing on the floor, crying her eyes out seemed all too real.

As Grail heard the cries from the other room, his sinister plan began to unfold. He snapped his fingers again, this time the puff of smoke would slowly conjure up another doppelganger, but this time around it was a male. He looked young, had somewhat short blonde hair with brown roots, and his face was covered by a crude hankercheif that hid his nose and mouth. He wore a simple white shirt with blood on it, and a pair of bluejeans that were stained as well. In his right hand was a knife with blood dripping off the end of it. It was too perfect.

The doppelganger got to the door that Skylar and the other demon were in. He looked inside the window and began to cackle madly before banging up against it, his hand going for the knob and twisting it. "Think you could get away? Think you could actually run from me?!" He hollered as he opened the door, slamming it open wide while seeing Skylar there as well. "Oh...and you got a friend as well...Sucks to be here!" He screamed, laughing maniacally while gripping that knife tighter.

The man would not harm the student in anyway, of course, but the female demon that looked all too human and looked to be in all real pain was completely and utterly up for grabs. As far as Skylar would be concerned, this was a page right out of her little homework assignment...


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The student ran a comforting hand on the woman’s blood matted hair, her eyes falling to a symbol etched into her chest. She screwed up her face in disbelief as she suddenly realized the remarkable resemblance between the woman on the ground and the woman in the pictures she’d just been working with. She quickly shook away the disturbing thoughts and sprang to her feet. The redhead turned on her heels, rushing towards the door once more praying that she wouldn’t be too late in her return. The student’s eyes widened with terror when she saw the image of the man’s face appear in the window. She slid to a halt, the sudden change in momentum sending the student flying towards the ground, landing painfully on her rump. She was back to her feet seconds later as the maniacal man burst through the room.

An icy chill ran down the student’s spine. Despite the rag that covered his features the student
could already see the resemblance to the killer in the photograph. This entire situation was all too surreal, for several moments the redhead stood there dumbfounded as the crazy man slammed the door shut behind him, eying the two lone women in the room. Had she fallen asleep and was now trapped in a nightmare? She could only pray. The situation unfolding before her terrified the confused student beyond all measure.

He screamed angrily at the top of his lungs, laughing with a hint of psychopathic tendencies. The woman was scared for her life, and the life of the helpless woman who had resorted to painfully crawling away from the advancing man. In a moment of sheer desperation the student ran towards the crawling girl and threw herself in front of the deranged man, dangerously close to stabbing range.

“Please just leave her alone!” She screamed, the woman defiantly denying the tears that threatened her amber eyes.


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Post Re: How does...that make...you feel Mr. Sarvas? (For Skylar)
Grail was in the hallway almost kicking and screaming with laughter. If he didn't have such an iron will, he would have been busting up laughing, that is for sure. He continued to slowly creep out from the corner that he was hiding in towards the classroom. This was working out quite well, and as the demon had a rather interesting idea what was going on in there, the vigilence of the student that was playing hero would be duely noted.

Inside of the classroom, the man that held the knife looked at the red haired student as she so valliantly put herself between him and the female that he was after. He looked at her for a couple of moments, looking right into her eyes as his flashed completely black for a split second. He growled at the meddlesome student and raised his free hand up, slamming it towards the student's shoulder to shove her out of the way with his superior strength.

Pushing past the young student quickly, the man dived onto the female that had been injured so horribly bad. She screamed, putting her arms out to block herself from her attacker but that was not enough. He was immediatly down on her body again, stabbing away at her stomach as the woman grunted and gasped outloud, crying in the middle of each stab that was taken to her body. The man laughed maniacally as his arm stabbed again and again into the young woman, and as he looked over towards Skylar, the two of them disappeared in a puff of black smoke.

Clapping his hands, Grail stood at the doorway to the classroom, finally bursting out with laughter as he looked towards the frightened female. "They do put on quite the show don't they?" He hissed, laughing and slamming the door behind him whils his prescence became known.


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Skylar’s eyes narrowed on the approaching man, evident fear behind the façade of bravery. Throughout the course of her entire life all she had done was help people. She had offered beauty to the world in form of kindness, compassion, music, and genuine love. She had helped starving children, she had helped mend broken hearts, she’d been told that through her love she had saved people from themselves. None of those experiences could have saved her from this moment. The immediate threat to another human life. The woman behind her was dying, she needed Skylar’s help now!

She gritted her teeth and braced herself, unsure about how to defend against the maniac with the knife. He seemed primarily concerned with the screaming woman, and forcefully pushed the young redhead aside. She fought back with bestial vigor, her hands clawing, fists punching and legs kicking as she tried to pry the man away from the woman. She grabbed and desperately pulled at his hand trying with all her might to stem the amount of stabs.

“Get off of her!” She screamed, her fingers wrapping around the man’s hand, index and middle fingers plunging deep into the man’s eyes. She cringed as her digits sunk into the squishy substances frantically wishing she didn’t have to resort to harm.

”Please just listen to me, get off of her!” She screamed, both of her arms straining against the pure strength of the doppelgangers pull. She lamented as the arm slipped out of her grip, plunging deep into the woman’s chest, spraying all three of them with a crimson mist. Skylar felt the tears swell up behind her eyes, she felt an elbow knock her backwards, her tongue rolling around in her mouth as she tasted the coppery blood spill from her lip. The wicked creature turned around and gave her a maniacal smile.

“Monster.” She whispered. She blinked in disbelief as the images faded into nothingness, dissipating into a black mist. She blinked hard several times, bringing her arms up in front of her to observe that the blood that had covered her form was gone. An amused applause came from behind the student, causing her to turn over on her stomach and bring herself to her feet. A hideous lizard-like humanoid burst the room, a smug smile crossing his features.

“…What?” Was all the stunned, confused student could offer in response to his rather rhetorical statement. What was going on? Had she really just seen what she thought she’d seen?

“Who are you?” A meek voice questioned as she countered each of his steps with a backstep to avoid becoming closer to the demonic looking creature.


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Post Re: How does...that make...you feel Mr. Sarvas? (For Skylar)
Grail was rather proud of the response that he had gotten out of the crimson haired student. He shook his head and stood there before her as his eyes roamed up and down her body. "I have to admit, for a student you have guts...trying to stop a maniac from killing another person. Most would have turned tail and ran away as fast as they could. But not you...You still have...pride? Honor? Or maybe you're just brave enough that you are stupid."

"As for who I am, young one, I am many things. I'm called a demon, a bastard, a cock sucker, a monster...every name in the book. But no one can seem to remember that my actual name is Grail Sarvas...and that I've got a long, long history of anger problems...and I love every single outrage that I have with those problems." He took a deep breath and let it out, sighing contentedly as his eyes roamed over her body, licking his lips and almost looking at her as if she was a meal. "The real question is, darling...who are you to attack figments of your imagination? Or some psycho with a knife? Do you really see yourself as that great?"

He walked around the classroom, that door locked and barred after he snapped his fingers, a rather huge looking black door sprung up from in front of the wooden one...the only difference is that this door had eyes. Grail circled the young woman, grinning as he awaited her answers to his questions with arms crossed and a head crooked to the side.


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Skylar could feel the tinge of fear tingling in all of her limbs, struggling to keep her body from trembling so terribly. Ever cautious, the student continued to keep stepping away as the creature wandered around the room. His eyes rested rather uncomfortably on her form, and for the first time in her entire life she felt true fear.

Whatever this was, it was not human. It resembled a man, a body plagued by thousands of obsidian scales that seemed to engulf the light that hit it. His eyes were coal-black and so…empty, two large pools of darkness. A long tongue ran the length of his cracked lips, revealing a row of glittering, sharp teeth. How had she not fainted yet?

The student was dismayed to realize that she was slowly running out of room to avoid the creature, his voice echoing through the empty classroom as he began to barrage her with questions only after answering her own.

“Akuma.” She whispered, referring to the Japanese reference to a being of evil. She knew there were bad energies that plagued the planet, and legend had it that such creatures were spawned from these energies and that their every intent was malevolent and cruel. She found herself speechless as he began to degrade her for her failed efforts to save the woman.

”I…she…” She stammered, the tears brimming at her eyes as she recalled the terrible events that seemed so real and fresh in her mind. Her amber gaze fell towards the floor where the two had been, and Skylar foolishly trying to save the woman.

“She needed my help.” She said meekly, only realizing how naïve she sounded. Still, even if it had been real, Skylar wouldn’t have made any other decision. She wouldn’t have been able to just walk away.

She gasped as the charred door rose seemingly from nothing, barring the exit from the room. She felt her face blanch when she saw two demonic, red eyes peering back at her. She tore her gaze away from the door, taking fleeing steps backward. She froze upon feeling the cool wall pressed against her back, having to force her gaze back towards the grinning teacher.

“What do you want?” She said with a trembling voice.


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Post Re: How does...that make...you feel Mr. Sarvas? (For Skylar)
Grail faintly heard that word that she whispered and filed it in the back of his mind for now as she pushed herself up against the back of the wall, no where to run. "What the hell? Akuma isn't my name...get your head out of the god damn clouds." He said, feeling reasonably miffed by the way the student would pronounce just a thing. "I just told you what my name is, and you decide to call me something else entirely?!" He ended that sentenced with a shout, picking up a desk effortlessly and smashing it to the ground in pieces.

"What do I want? What do I want...That's the eternal question isn't it? Well, it should be painfully obvious to you, from the display I just showed you, that I want you to fear me, to hate me, to love me, to die for me blah bla blah." Grail went on for a few seconds before pulling up a chair and sitting on it right across from her, about three feet between them as he crossed his legs. "I want your submission of sorts...to realize that you are an insuperior being to one such as myself. You see...I am the reason you will have nightmares for the next several months on end...if you do not play by my rules."

He snapped his fingers once again and licked his lips, his eyes trailing over that body of hers as that homicidal maniac once again spun into life. The knife was still real, still dripping blood, but the only difference now was that he was at bay, holding still as Grail looked on. "You see what this thing is? It's human, right? Wrong...It's a doppelganger...a homunculus if you will. It can make itself into anything it wishes, and you know what? If you don't shed your clothes for me right now, I'll show you what I'll do to you...and you'll get to see your body and face twist in pain before it even happens..."

And as soon as those words were uttered, the demon next to him spun around, looney toons style it seemed and before long, Skylar was looking at a near carbon copy of herself, dressed completely in her uniform...almost as if she was looking in a mirror.


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The student’s brows arched, her features expressing that of trepidation as the demonic figure strode towards her. She inched a few paces towards her left, but as the audacious creature neared she found her limbs too shaky to continue moving. She was frozen to the spot.

She had thought her nearly inaudible observation had been unnoted by the demon as he continued on with his barrage, only then did his voice boom through the classroom as his entire body shook with the semblance of unprecedented fury. The student shut her eyes as his voice hit a crescendo in his fuming anger. He violently seized a desk and smashed it to pieces against the tile flooring, sending splinters of wood flying in every direction and causing a surprised yelp from the student. It took every ounce of strength in her body to open her eyes again as he began to attempt an explanation of what he wanted from her.

Nothing the frantic demon said seemed to make any sense to the trembling student. Her hands firmly folded across her chest, fingers digging into the flesh of her shoulders as she tried to gather up the urge to look for some sort of escape from this horrid nightmare. He wanted to conjure fear, to conjure love, to conjure…what?

The student seemed to come to her senses as the terrifying image of the maniacal young man reappeared before her. She shifted uncomfortably as her eyes lingered on the bloodied knife, life’s substance dripping to the floor and staining it crimson. The demon began to explain what the creature was, and right before her eyes it’s form twisted and writhed, changing into something completely different. It changed into her.

A surprised gasp left her full lips as she stared into the carbon copy of her own body. She was amazed, confused, and terrified at the same time as the prospect of the demon’s proposal surfaced in her mind with a sudden epiphany.

Shed my clothes… The student thought, urging her limbs to move and obey the command. She did not wish to see the fate that lied ahead in her destiny should she not comply. Yet…what was her fate should she follow the request. She didn’t dare to think it, and still silently willed her fingers to follow her mind’s command.

Trembling fingers fumbled clumsily with the buttons of her blouse, and only after several buttons had come undone did she muster the courage to speak.

“What do you want with my clothes?” Only seconds after posing the question did she realize how ridiculously stupid and naïve she just sounded. The thought of what the demonic figure really wanted assaulted her mind like a blast of thunderous sound.

Her eyes widened with the sudden realization, her hands pausing in their task as she stared incredulously at the creature. She didn’t seem able to fathom the thought on what an Akuma could possibly see in a mortal, and shuddered instantly as several mental images flashed through her mind.

“I can’t.” She whispered, the last remnants of her brave resolve crumbling away.


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Post Re: How does...that make...you feel Mr. Sarvas? (For Skylar)
As the demon sat there and watched the young woman fiddle with her blouse buttons, he had to admit that this female had to be either the smartest, or the wussiest female that he had ever come across. That, or he must have done an excellent job nearly making her wet herself with his little act. Taking a deep breath, he leaned forwards for a moment before grunting, shifting his body so that his leg crossed his other in a figure-four type of position.

As the woman continued to do her thing, he watched her suddenly stop, his head tilting to the side as she seemed to have frozen after being left to her thoughts for a split second. The question that she asked would be met with a dull gaze from the demon and he knew then that she was suddenly starting to develop a conscious about this whole ordeal. Sighing in disappointment, the demon shook his head before spitting down on the ground. He stayed there in that chair and licked his lips, returning his gaze to the female while his fingers clenched around that wooden seat.

"You can't? Why can't you? It's a simple action of taking off your clothes. Who do you think I am? What do you think I am? And furthermore, what the hell do you think I want with your clothes?" Licking his lips he held out his hand, his eyes looking towards it before a round egg appeared in his hand. Taking it between his fingers, he held it out to the female.

"You see here? This, is your brain," He started, and then slammed his hand to the side, throwing the egg up against the doppelganger, letting it smack the demon in the head and causing it to splatter all over the place. "And that is your brain when you don't do what the fuck I say. Any questions?" He asked, his eyes glaring at the woman as she stood there still fidgeting about.


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A series of emotions ran through Skylar’s mind as the demonic figure made a rather crude demonstration of her brain by use of an egg. Her amber eyes watched the slimy drip trail down the side of the carbon copy’s face. It was surreal, looking into her own eyes- no, they weren’t hers. The eyes she stared into were blank, and soulless. Whatever that thing was, it could never be her.

She tore her gaze away from the doppelganger and looked back towards the Akuma, The Grail. The mere thought of the demon touching her skin made her nearly swoon. This whole situation she found herself in couldn’t possibly be real. She closed her eyes tightly, her trembling fingers steadying against her shoulders. She mentally coached herself, willed herself to wake up. She determined that when she opened her eyes she would be alone, and this would all be over.

She dared to open an eye, only to see the increasingly impatient demon strumming his fingers agitatedly. She dug her teeth into her lower lip. What then should she do? She couldn’t possibly just give in to this creature’s demands, she had no security that she would be set free should she do so. No chance for escape either, she reminded herself as she looked towards the diabolical door that stood between her and any chance she had to freedom. There were the windows! The thought quickly diminished as she remembered she was on the third floor. A drop from such height would surely be fatal.

She felt a chill run down her spine as her fingers moved on their own accord, simply unfastening the buttons, the subtle hint of a blossom pink, floral lace bra came into view as the tightened fabric released its tension. As she finished unhitching the blouse she reluctantly pulled the shirt away from herself, letting it slide to the floor. Small bumps rose on her skin as the chilled air brushed against the warm, exposed flesh of her toned stomach and arms.

She reached her arms around her waist and slowly unzipped the zipper to her skirt, slender fingers undoing the several buttons that adorned the waistline and offered a sort of built in belt to the skirt. As the waistline came loose the skirt simply slid down her curvy legs, and over her firm, rounded derriere clad in a matching blossom pink lace boy-short panty. She shuffled nervously out of the skirt, kicking off her shoes in the process, but found herself frozen as the feeling of shame and exposure began to fully sink in.


Fri Dec 05, 2008 2:39 am
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Post Re: How does...that make...you feel Mr. Sarvas? (For Skylar)
Grail noticed that the female looked long and hard at the doppelganger before she started to fidget once again with her clothes. He took a deep breath, finally seeing that she was starting to cooperate with the help of an egg splattering against her mirror's image. Huffing and crossing his arms, tapping his foot, he waited until he saw the very same pinkness of her boy shorts showing on full display. "Boy shorts? Who the hell wears those anymore?" He grumbled, shaking his head with a huff.

"As far as you're concerned...since you just love figuring things out you little slut...you're going to figure me out. You are going to tell me exactly what I am, and who I am through a series of questions. For every answer you get wrong, something is going to happen to you. I assure you nothing fatal, that is for sure...but consider this an opportunity to truly figure out your detective skills. You may ask questions, as many as you want and I will give you the truth to best of my knowledge. How's that sound?" He asked, a sadistic grin coming over his face as that doppelganger came to sit down in front of him.

The demon continued to tap his foot up and down before motioning the young girl towards one of the desks that was facing him. He licked his lips and then put his hand on her own clone's head, pushing it down towards his cock before the demon began to entertain him, his eyes never leaving the student. "Never in your life did you think you'd see such a thing? It's sort of like watching a naughty movie isn't it? Try to keep your head on straight woman...and don't get distracted by what you are surely bound to be doing later."

As he motioned for the student to go and stand at the desk, her little clone began doing some rather interesting and vile things to the demon's cock, one that the young student may never have seen before, or perhaps had, if she was as naughty as the demon claimed her to be.


Fri Dec 05, 2008 2:58 am
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