Ashley Cohen Glimpses

[Ashley Cohen]

Ashley laid in bed starring across the loft feeling content. Her one-course-meal slept lightly next to her still reminiscing on the fun she made him think he had. The bliss he had felt was from the kiss, which she too had reveled in. Everything else was a lie, dreamt up from Ashley's imagination.

As the pleasure began to fade, Ashley's thoughts gradually shifted from the physical sensation to the present and future. She had spent many nights within Sacramento in relative passivity. She had undoubtedly made a few enemies, but they did not have the weight of centuries upon their shoulders, or even a inkling on her capabilities. They simply where too insignificant to matter...

Ashley had diffused the negative image of the Carthians, remaking them into a joke. A minority beyond notice, with no seeming ability to accomplish anything. It was a perception that pleased Ashley to no end, and she had begun to stir from her passive state.

The Lords... Ashley's thoughts were shattered when the kine threw a arm over her to cuddle. She could feel the warmth of his breath as he drew close to kiss the nape of her neck.

Nope...

"Get the fuck off me..." Ashley forcefully said as she sat up quickly, leaving him stunned. She leaned forward, grabbing his white button-up shirt and throwing it on, before bouncing out of bed.

"Deuces!" Ashley said as she walked away from...What was his name again...

Fuck it, will go with John.

Ashley headed into the living room, though part of her wondered if she really could consider it a living room. It is a loft after all. She grabbed her jeans off of the floor and sat on the arm rest as she worked her legs through.

In no time she was heading for the door. "See ya John!"

As the door to the loft closed she heard. "It's Dan..."

Like it matters...

[Ashley Cohen]

The sound of the tape peeling from the roll blended with the soft whimper of a girl who was afraid and confused. The girl didn't know what was wrong with her friend or why she was binding her to a chair with duct tape. Something was wrong, that much she knew...

Ashley stood on the balcony looking out across the night time silhouette of Sacramento, as the scene played out behind her. The turn of events for the night had left Ashley feeling amazing. The would-be poacher fled and she had some of the kine from their marked hunting ground. Each and everyone of them forced into place, well beneath Ashley.

"Hmm..." Ashley turned and headed inside as she cocked her head to the side for a moment listening to the girl's quiet sobs.

"Are you finished?" Ashley said with a stern tone in her voice as the girl quickly nodded.

"Look at me when I speak to you!" Ashley barked as the girl nearly jumped. She quickly complied with the command with only fear to drive her.

"Sit!" Ashley's will tainted the word, forcing her to comply. Ashley couldn't help but smirk as she shook her head softly, walking up and snatching the roll of duct tape out of the girls hands.

Ashley carefully bound the girl to the chair, which sat back to back with her friend. She ripped off the roll and dropped it to the floor as her eyes moved slowly between both of them. With a turn, she moved over to the table and picked up a worn book. She flipped through to the bookmark.

"The marble not yet carved can hold the form..."
"Of every thought the greatest artist has..."
"And no conception can yet come to pass..."
"Unless the hand obeys the intellect..."

Ashley looked to them for a moment, but seeing response she shook her head softly. Placing the book back down onto the table, her finger shifted between them.

Eeni meeni miini moh

Ashley smirked as her finger stopped on the girl who had blacked out, and who had been forced to bind her friend to a chair. She made her way over, kneeling down and staring into her eyes.

"Looks like your first up..."

[Yumyumcrow]

Ashley may roll Dominate [Intelligence + Expression + 4 Situation Modifier] or straight intimidation [Manipulation + Intimidation + 4 Situation Modifier] to extract information from her victims guests. Do you want the results kept secret or shall I post below?

[Ashley Cohen]

  Intelligence+Expression+Dominate / Situational

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-08-16 22:55:03		Ashley Cohen rolls 4 to Situational (10 Again)		8, 6, 9, 9		3 successes
2014-08-16 22:54:43		Ashley Cohen rolls 10 to Intelligence+Expression+Dominate (10 Again)		3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 5, 2, 7, 3, 3		failure

Wasn't sure if dots in Dominate came into play so rolled situational seperate. Either fail or 3 successes and no need to keep results secret.

[Yumyumcrow]

Whether through a supreme act of will, lack of knowledge, mind numbing terror or mental blank caused by sheer survival instinct, Ashley finds her target largely unresponsive. That is to say that there is a lot of blubbering, an incredible amount of shed tears, whimpering and mumbling. There is a spreading patch of damp in a strategic location - almost apologetically, really, as if the woman's body itself was trying to appease the monster before it.

Nothing useful though. Nothing that she hasn't already obtained by her own observations, and that of her rotund compatriot. A new drug called Kiss. One dealer. Find the silly fanged lips; find the dealer. Some garbled mess about I wouldn't take it! Only wannabe's and has beens take it! Repeatedly: has to be repeated - Ashley has to learn to screen out the sobs and the weeping drool.

At least the stupid bitch before has completely lost her face. Maybe her faculties - but hey...

  curse you DR!

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-08-17 01:04:08		Someone rolls 4 to do something insignificant (10 Again)		7, 10, 10, 4, 9, 1		3 successes

[Ashley Cohen]

A finger drifts to her lip as she silently studied the girl. After a minute, she turned on her heel and disappeared from the room. Ashley was not gone long, as she knew exactly what she was going to grab from the kitchen. She held the paring knife in plain view for the girl to see.

Ashley moved close, holding the small knife. She extended a finger infront of the girl's face and careful placed the tip of the knife onto her finger tip. "You wouldn't take it?" Ashley twirled the knife slowly for a moment, before she held it still. With slight pressure, she made a ever so small puncture in her fingertip. A crimson droplet formed when she withdrew the knife.

"Interesting..." Ashley held the finger just beneath the girl's nose, testing the waters for blood addiction. She would do the same for the girl's compatriot, who she still had to get around too...

[Yumyumcrow]

She gets some funny looks from one and glass eyed, far away look from the other. Neither respond to the Vitae under their noses. These girls women, it seems, are true to their word that they don't partake...

...of that particular poison.

[Ashley Cohen]

Ashley made her way back around to the wetter. She rubbed the vitae across her lips and then leaned forward to look her in her eyes. "Go to the bathroom and do nothing but clean yourself up. When you are done, immediately return to this seat and wait calmly and silently for further instruction." The words carried the force of her will behind them.

Ashley took the paring knife and cut the duct tape. She quickly tugged pulling against the adhesion to the skin. She made her way around to the other side, doing the same.

Ashley bite her lip for a moment as she glanced to the other girl. She strolled around to face her. "We can do this easy way or we can do this hard way." She couldn't help but smirk as she twirled the paring knife.

"Tell me what you know about the Kiss and its dealer or dealers..." Ashley demanded compliance.

  Int+Expression+Dominate on first girl

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-08-17 02:21:49		Ashley Cohen rolls 10 to Intelligence+Expression+Dominate (10 Again)		3, 6, 4, 8, 1, 7, 1, 1, 10, 7, 1		2 successes

  Int+Expression+Dominate+Situational on second girl

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-08-17 02:22:17		Ashley Cohen rolls 14 to Intelligence+Expression+Dominate+Situational (10 Again)		10, 9, 5, 7, 7, 10, 8, 4, 3, 2, 1, 2, 2, 4, 6, 7		4 successes

[Ashley Cohen]

They both laid motionless and still upon the bed, almost past the point of no return. No one looked for the two girls, who had the unfortunate luck of being in the wrong place at the wrong time and rude to the wrong person...Ashley had made sure of it.

In the dark corner, Ashley sat, watching over her motionless quarry and enjoying the warmth of their blood coarsing through her veins. The bliss and ecstasy that the kiss brought was a sensation that seemed to never diminish with age. Her humanity, however...

Ashley considered what to do with the two. Kill both? Let them live? Kill one and have the other dispose of their friend's corpse?

Decisions...Decisions...

Ashley stood up from her seat, as she stalked across the room for her phone. The fate of the two girls didn't have to be decided tonight, but Ashley had came to another choice as she dailed a number.

"I am bored of this place. Setup another location within the hour..." Ashley doesn't wait for a reply before she hit end call, she knew he knew better...

[Ashley Cohen]

Cold rain fell so fine that it was like mist carried upon the chilly wind. The sun had dipped beneath the horizon over two hours ago, sinking the intersection into darkness and farther adding to the chill of the air. The streets were vacant, save for a tiny girl tugging at her daddy's sleeve at the corner of the intersection.

"Papa..." She squeaked out as she tried to fight the urge to shiver.

"Papa...I'm colddd." The little one said with a chatter, looking up to her father's distant gaze. She gave another quick tug but he paid her no mind. A horses winnow took her mind off of the cold as her head snapped to the direction. She bounced up and down for a moment, forgetting completely about being cold and damp.

"Papa. Papa...Do you hear that?" They tiny girl tugged excitedly upon her father once more as she could hear the wheels rotating upon the cobblestone road. She peered off into the darkness, trying to catch a glimpse of the horse. She always wanted a horse...

When her eyes caught sight of the black mare pulling the carriage, she couldn't contain her excitement anymore. "Horsie!...Daddy horsie!"

The tiny girl's eyes were wide when the horse and carriage stopped in front of them. Her eyes darted between the horse, her dad, and the plump man that was perched atop the carriage holding the reins.

She caught the curtain of the window stir with motion before it slid open. Her eyes searched for the figure that moved the curtain, but there was only darkness inside the carriage. The tiny girl instantly knew something was wrong as fear crept into her thoughts.

She starred into the darkness, looking for any sign of movement and afraid to look away. She nearly jumped when the hefty man on top of the carriage tossed a leather pouch to her father. There was a metallic clatter as her dad caught it in flight. She looked over to her dad as he felt the weight of coins within the bag in his hands. Content, he placed a hand upon his daughters back and guided her to enter the carriage.

"Daddy!?" She cried as she squirmed in his grip, pushed towards her first steps of damnation...