She lay on a bench... Trying to push the memories out of her mind. Not the memories of what that other vampire might have done to her... She couldn't remember anything much after he'd hit her the once, pushing the drugs in her system.

She knew Dmitri couldn't hear her thoughts... He could only feel her emotions, pain and fear... So... So why hadn't he made it go away? Why had Chi taken the drugs out of her system? Just to make her feel pain? It had felt like the stuff they gave her at the hospital, when she was in pain. Morphine. It made her feel good... Pain free and relaxed. Had Chi taken it out just to make her suffer? And if that was why... Why did Dmitri let her? Why did he want her to make her feel so much pain if it only made him sad?

Addy wasn't going to go back to the club... She knew that.

But... But she wanted something to take away the pain... The pain in her face was slowly subsiding, the bruises healing as well as they should anyway. But the pain of remembering what he'd done to her... Let her lay there in agony.... For what?

With a soft whimper she buried her head under her arm, wincing at the pain from her bruise.

"Oh, you poor, poor dear..." the woman's voice was like a whisper. It wasn't particularly spooky, just soft and full of sympathy. "What sort of friend, what sort of man who truly cares about you would leave you in pain?" Nora seemed to bleed out of the darkness, a specter in grey. Small, but averege in looks and build, she wore a gauzy, gossamer wrap over white, giving her a misleadingly angelic appearance.

She could hear the girl's thoughts, like mumbled echoes off of cold stone walls. And she wondered if the girl remembered her. Nora could pry, but what would be the point? It would only be painful for her. "Not a man, though, was he?" she laughed and spun, her wrap flotaing out around her on the cold air. "Not a man at all."

Bending so her face hovered above Addy's, Nora allowed a concerned expression flutter onto it as she cupped a hand around her ear as one would when they strained to hear faint sounds. "I know how to make it go away. I know a man, not a man, who can make it all disappear underneath a pretty white cloud..."

She looked up as she heard a voice, frowning as she realized what this person was. A vampire... One who could read thoughts...

"It... He was trying to show me he was right... I... I got mixed in with the wrong crowd of your kind and... Well I'm not exactly the healthiest person out there..." She mumbled.

When she said that Dmitri wasn't a man, that no real man would let someone they love suffer... It hurt. it hurt because as much as she wanted to be with him... it was true. She'd never want someone she loved to suffer... And if he really loved her, wanted to protect her and be with her... Wouldn't he turn her? Wouldn't he make her like him?

"Di-dissapear? How so... Like... Drugs or something?" She murmured. She wasn't sure that drugs would really help... Not forever. But for now at least it would make things bearable. There was only one problem...

"I really don't have any money..." She murmured. And though she was curious about sex, that wasn't something she would do for drugs.

What she really wanted was to be curled up in Dmitri's arms... But he'd never really held her... He didn't seem to really care about her.

"Sorry..." She murmured.

Nora laughed, a bell-like tinkle that was entirely too delicate for her appearance. "Oh, was he? How considerate of him to leave you in pain just to prove that he's right. Men," she shook her head. "They think with their..." she trailed off without finishing, and smiled brightly. "So. To teach you a lesson, your man let you stay in fearsome pain." Nora tsk-tsk-ed lightly. "Some man. What a man!"

She hid her face in her hands, cracking her slender fingers open to peek through them. "My man wouldn't presume to try to teach me a lesson, you know," she told Addy, leaving out the fact that she could squash her man like a bug if he tried. "Besides, pain is the brute's way of teaching lessons." Nora stopped to mull that thought over. "Well, he is a brute anyway, I suppose..."

She shook her head, coming back to the present. "Money? Now, darling, what on earth would I want your money for?" Nora asked, puzzled. Gently, she took one of Addy's arms, flicking a cut over one of the bruises with her nail. "Money," she said again, nipping the inside of her lip and letting the blood fall into the cut, where it sealed as if it, and the bruise, had never been.

"There now, isn't that better?"

"Well... He...." But she really didn't know what to say. She'd always been one to learn lessons on her own... Her parents, they'd always let her get hurt, yes... But then they would do what they could to make her better. They never wanted her in pain, and she knew that they loved her...

But she still didn't like the way the woman was insulting him. "I... I get it okay... He shouldn't do that... I know he shouldn't have... And he probably knows it too..." She said softly.

Addy gasped, nearly cried out as the vampire cut her cheek, but then she paused, watching what she was doing. Dropping blood into the cut... A few seconds later, the pain had faded... She pressed her gloved hand against her face, but the pain was gone... Was the bruise gone too? She'd need a mirror to check that though.

"You mean... He... It... it was that simple? He didn't need Chi to help him? He could have...." She didn't know if that made her feel better or worse. he'd been holding out on her... But maybe he hadn't known he could do that... Maybe all he knew, Chi had taught him but she didn't want to teach him that.

"Yes..." She agreed, sitting up. She was more curious now than she'd ever been. And certainly this vampire couldn't be part of the wrong crowd. Maybe not entirely nice, but she wouldn't hurt her.

"I... I've got hemophilia.. So bleeding is bad for me... Bruises, anything like that just hurts me worse. I guess it's not too smart to be around vampires... But I'm too curious for my own good." She said with a shrug. "I... I've been wanting Dmitri to turn me since I met him... But he won't." She muttered.

"Chi..." Nora drew the name out several syllables. "I have heard tell of a vampire named Chi. Chi, they say, Chi comes from across the sea, Chi comes to pester you and me. She sticks her nose where it no belongs, and fancies herself a goddess, does Chi. Don't you bother the one they call Chi, she'll burn you down to ash, will Chi," Nora said in a sing-songy voice. It was very likely making the whole thing up. Then again, with her, who knew?

Nora nodded, plopping herself down on the bench with a girlish flounce and carefully arranging her gauzy wrap around herself. "Simple, simple. I am... old. And I've seen the trick with blood used many a time. By many a vampire. As long as there's no draining on the immortal's part and no drinking on the mortal's part, there's no siring." Nora winked.

She wasn't quite as dotty as she put on, but the 'hearing' sometimes put a fog into her mind, making it quite as gauzy as her wrap. "So, hemophilia is it? And you play with vampires?" Nora laughed her tinling laugh. "Foolish, silly girl," she chided gaily, adding "Moths and flame, you know, moths and flame. Well!" she bounched up again off of the bench. "You flutter along to your man, little moth. My man is a-waiting for me. He wants a nibble."

Nora flashed a smile at Addy. "I did say he was a brlute, didn't I? A brute's brute. But he'll make that pain go away. My man--he can make you happy."

She couldn't help but smile and nearly laugh at the woman's taunting. But she had to agree. "She does seem a bit of a busy body... I... I didn't want her to help me at first. But Dmitri insisted... And then she made it so he could find me... If I get scared or anything like that." She muttered, frowning.

"Um... Yeah..." She said with a whisper. "I... It was kind of by accident. But I... I was infatuated by him... I couldn't let him go." She admitted. "But I don't know... I.. I don't know any more. He... he said he cared for me. But now I'm not so sure."

She looked up, looking at the woman with curiosity.

"Can... Can he really make me feel happy again?" Her voice was a whisper. "Can he... make the pain go away?" It wasn't the pain she'd been feeling in her face. It was something different. Something she wasn't really use to.

"But... I... I don't have any money." She said softly.

Nora clapped her hands together, eyes shining as she tilted her head, birdlike, to peer at Addy. "Well, I suppose the question we must ask is--how happy do you want to be and for how long? My man can makey you happy, verry, very happy, for a bit of time. But then the happy, it goes away. And then he'll make you happy again. No pain, no fear, no nothing. Ah... but you can't stay verra, verra happy for a long time--you see? It's an average. You can be very, very happy, but then you won't be. Or you can be not happy at all, for a long time." She smiled.

"No pain, no pain. Pain will go away and you will fly, fly high on the wings of... the hapy." Nora sighed, seemingly infatuated with the very thought of it. "No pain here," she tapped on Addy's chest with one finger. "No pain here either," she added, tapping again on the toop of Addy's head. "And no pain here," she finished, tapping gently on the bruise on Addy's chin, the one she hadn't healed.

"Money, money--you and your money. Well, honey, my man, he don't need no money. Didn't I already tell you that?" Nora set her hands on her hipes. "That doesn't mean there won't be payment. But look at you, little moth, you get it all, don't you? No pain, and you get to flutter, flutter, flutter to his flame. And he won't burn you to ash."

She cocked her head to the side again. "I wouldn't let him."

Not money? "I... I can let him feed... If that's what he wants.. I don't mind, as long as I can heal the bite..." She said softly.

But she just wanted it to go away. She didn't want to think about it. She didn't want to think about the fact that Dmitri could just be lying to her, dragging her along the entire time until she died... But why? Why would he do that?

Addy shook her head, quickly wiping her eyes. Now was totally not the time to cry.

But she nodded at her assurance that he wouldn't hurt her, that he would keep her safe and 'not burn her'. "You can take me to him right? I just want it to go away, want to stop even if it is just for a little bit." She whispered, moving closer to the woman. "I just want it to stop..."

And it didn't help that she wanted him now... Wanted him to tell her that everything was going to be okay. Tell her that the pain would stop eventually as he held her close.

Nora tsk-ed quietly. "Come now, child, and I'll take you to him. And you won't be in pain any more. And you mustn't be afraid. My brute can be scary." She winked, almost slyly, but more as if she were sharing some secret. "But I can keep him in line."

"Shhhh," Nora said, touching one finger to her lips as she took Addy's hand. Taking her hand away from her mouth, she touched it to Addy's eyes. "No fear, no fear," she murmured. "We don't want your boy to find us, right? He sees, you see. You no see, he no see.. Don't worry, I'm right here a-holding your hand."

WHen she took her hand away, all would be dark before Addy's gaze. It was only temporary. She knew the girl hadn't recognized her, but she figured that it would be another story entirely with Edmund. Laughing her odd, bell-like laugh, she took both of Addy's hands and began to walk. "It's not far."

And it wasn't. The building was a brownstone, with shuttered windows that showed no light.

"I... I won't be. I can control fear..." It was anger... sorrow that she couldn't hide. But it would be gone. It would be gone soon and she would feel happy again.

The woman's hand was cold, just like Dmitri's. She gasped though as they blurred her vision, but not out of fear. Surprised, nervous and awe-struck. It was something she'd never done before, and it amazed her. Did different vampires have different powers? Or was Dimitri holding out on her still? Something else that would have amazed her that he didn't want to tempt her with?

"So... Can all vampires do this? Or well... Things like this?" She asked curiously, glad they were almost there."

Leading Addy up the stairs to the front door of the brownstone, she turned back and smiled at the girl as she lifted the veil from her eyes. "Some traits are shared by many--almost all. But this is my trick..." she trailed off and laughed a little. "Well, so my sire told me." Nora oopend the door and gently tugged Addy inside.

The vampiress seemed to know where she was going, which was fortunate as there was no light at all inside. "Edmund. Don't say anything, dearie." Even better than a cat's eyes, she narrowed her pale gaze on the hulking form in one of the doorways. "You remember this girl... or her friends at least. Providence is a funny girl, isn't she?" Nora smiled, a more feline expression than her previous ones.

"Say your name, my girl," Nora urged.

"Oh..." But she smiled slightly. If she was a vampire, what would her gift be? What would she be able to do when she was turned? It made her wonder, puzzle and think. She would finally not have to worry about being so delicate. But she hadn't thought about anything else.

They went in to a house, she nearly stumbled through the door but she caught herself.

"My... My name? Well it's Alison... But everyone's always called me Addy..." She murmured. But she wasn't sure if she was liking that anymore. She wouldn't be called that after she was a vampire, she had decided. It was too young, too clumsy and awkward. Surely she wouldn't be that after she was turned.

"I... I don't really care what you call me though." She added meekly.

Nora frowned. SHe wasn't much of a planner and wasn't sure now what to do now that Hammer and Addy were both here. She could hardly expcept Hammer to stay mute...

"Allison," he said thoughtfully, apparently having forgotten that she'd told him to stay silent. "So tell me, Allison, what are you here for?" he asked, switching a lamp on. Edmund's eeyes met Nora's through the gloom and, for a split second, it almost looked as though he winked.

Nora stayed silent. Edmund seemed to have a plan. If not, well... they could always run again. He was the only one it would hurt.

Alison froze. She... She knew that voice... That deep, rough voice.

But... But the woman said he wouldn't hurt her. he... he wouldn't hurt her and he could help make the pain go away. He... He wouldn't hurt her... He wouldn't. She had to keep telling herself that.

She could push back the fear. The panic wasn't there. She could hold that back even more. "I..." She tried to speak, but her throat was dry. So she swallowed a few times until she thought she would be able to talk.

"I just... I just want the pain to go away. I don't want to hurt anymore...." She paused, her blind eyes facing the voice. "I... And I want to be like you one day... I don't want to feel so weak..." She murmured at last.

Edmund gave Nora an "are you serious?" look before th e older vampire passed her hand over Alison's face again, lifting the darnkess from the gorl's eyes. His expression was clear, though, when he looked back at the girl. "No more pain, is it? Well, that's a fine aim in life." He seemed almost thoughtful as he mulled her words. "No more pain and you want to be strong."

Shrugging a little, the burly vampire rested a hip against the doorway, folded his arms. "I've a treat that can give you both those things... for a time, in enny case." He shifted, moving to pull open a drawer in the kitchen counter, inside which a row of silverware sat. Broad back blocking the drawer from view as he fiddled around with it, he took out a small plastic baggie and other assorted bits of drug paraphernalia, including a needle, a spoon, and a razor.

"What'll it be, luv? Or is this not what you meant?" Hammer's eerie blue eyes met hers, untouched as his mouth smiled. "Which case, I s'psoe you'd be betteh served a-heading eslewhere."

She trembled slightly as she saw him. She... She couldn't help it. He was bigger, so much stronger than she was... But she controlled herself.

"I... I hate being weak... Having to worry about the smallest things..." She was about to give the whole speech she'd given Dmitri... But he probably didn't care.

She paused though, looking up as he asked her 'what it would be'. She... She really didn't know anything about drugs. She didn't know how much worked in the world. "It.... It doesn't matter." She said quietly. "I... I don't know if she told you yet-" she glimpsed at Nora. "I just want to live. I don't care what you or anyone does to me. I want to live, want to feel alive." She looked up at him. "He won't let me do anything... He won't let me really live. Just... Just let me live." Her words now meaning more than the actual breathing and heart beating. But then again, if he turned her... She wouldn't even care about that.

Her eyes were begging, almost lifeless as she looked up to him.

"You want lessons on how to feel alive from me, chickie?" Edmund asked with a raised eyebrow as he folded his arms over his chest. "That's a funny thing, but I s'pose I can see where yo're coming from." He took a step closer to her, bending a little so he coudl look right in her eyes. "You wanna feel the blood spin beneath your skin, right? Feel so heady, you just might fly," his voice lowered as he spoke, almost hypnotically.

Hammer turned away, towards the little set of drugs on the table. "I won't turn you, not yet, little girl. But I got something for ya anyeway." His big hands were quick and competent as he began to prepare the stuff and load the needle. It wasn't just heroin this time, but a speedball. The heroin caused a euphoria of its own, but it was mellower than the cocaine.

He held up the prepped syringe. "Wanna fly?"

OOC: Dude, I swear I'm not a druggie. lol. Wikipedia izdabomb.

"I... I didn't feel pain... I felt good... I can't...."

She fell silent, figuring he wouldn't want to hear her 'sob' story. Even she didn't want to hear it... She just wanted to get everything out, everything off her chest. She stepped forward, closer to him. He wouldn't hurt her... He wanted her here because- Well she didn't know why. But he wouldn't hurt her.

"I... I don't care when... But I just hate being weak... Dmitri... He'll never help me... He'll keep me thinking he'll turn me but... He won't..." She whispered. Moving closer she reached out slightly, as if to touch him, but she let her hand fall back.

"W-What will I feel?" She whispered, her words barely making it out. "What will it make me feel like?" She reached out this time, touching his face. "Will it make me forget? Will everything go away? If only for a little while?" Over and over, the words Nora had spoken had been turning over in her mind. He was a brute, but he could make women happy. He could make all of her pain, all of her fears and weaknesses go away.

She thought about telling him about her illness, but figured Nora would tell him or take care of her on her own.

She wanted something that would make her feel alive... Yet something that would make everything go away. She wanted something that would make her fly, yet make her numb... Her mind was pulled in two different directions, parts wanting freedom, others wanting to forget... Was there a drug that could really do that? Or something that he could do to her or for her to make her feel that?

Her thoughts were too confusing to put in to words... But she looked to the woman, as if asking for help She would know how to unravel the confusing thoughts in her mind. She would know how to help too.

Hammer sat down on the edge of the table, spinning the syringe in his fingers so the shiny point flashed in the weak lamplight. "Have you ever been in a car, a really fast car, and just put your foot down on the pedal so the engine roars and everything flies by? You can't see outside, you can't think because you're going so fast and you gota concentrate and all you feel is this incredible rush and you never want it to stop. You know noboyd's gonna cathc ya. It's all speed and adrenaline. Tha's what is like, my girl. You can't think for this white noise of pure... glee."

There was an odd expression on his face, ciriously lax, almost wistful. Of course, Edmund didn't need drugs for his highs. He typically got them by ripping throats out of people. He didn't like using so much, didn't like the come down. But he kept them around anyway as they were useful.

She shook her head. "I... I don't drive..." She mumbled.

"But... That doesn't matter." She wanted to know what he wanted in exchange, what he would want from her in return for the drugs... But part of her was excited... Excited to find out whenever he took it. There were really only two options she could think of and both of them would be dangerous to her but... But they wouldn't let her die. She was sure of that. They could have killed her so many times already.

"I..." She hesitated slightly. "I trust you." She said finally. And odd enough she did. If he was going to kill her, he would have said so. He wanted to feel that fear. He wouldn't lie to her about something that to him would be so trivial. "You would tell me if it would hurt. You would tell me if you wanted to kill me. You wouldn't hide stupid things like that."

She looked up at him. "Just tell me what you need me to do." She'd remembered him gripping her arm before he stuck the needle in last time... But really that was it.

Edmund grinned a little as she spoke. For someone being remarkably stupid (taking drugs... from vampires) she was surprisingly astute. Because he could indeed kill her if he so chose - snap her neck and she'd be dead before she even felt his hands. He wondered if that would trigger the little "alarm" so to speak tha the other vampire had on her or if that was tripped by emotion.

Eh, whatever.

"Just hol out your arm, honey," he told her absently, digging out a strip of cloth to use as a tourniquet.

Nodding she stepped forward again, holding out her arm. The little needle prick could bleed, it would be fine. And if it did get to be too much, the other vampire would probably help her.

She looked over to Nora again, just for a second, her eyes almost instantly flicking back to Edmund.

"So... What exactly is it that you're giving me?" She asked, no fear in her voice, just curiosity. Curious, always too damn curious even when a vampire was about to jab a syringe full of potentially fatal drugs into her system. Well, she'd read that overdosing wasn't a really bad way to go... You enjoyed your last few minutes anyway. Better than a slow painful death of bloodloss. Right?

Edmund took her arm, a little more gently than he had the first time, and quickly looped the makeshift tourniquet around it. "Speedball," he told her calmly as he began to press the plunger down. Since it was going straight to her bloodstream, it wouldn't take very long to hit. "Heroin and cocaine. The heroin will mellow you out, the cocaine will give you a helluva rush."

Taking the syring away, he licked the needle as a child might like ice cream off of a spoon. "Don't worry," Hammer smiled a little, "I'm only giving you enough to take you for a ride. Nothing more."

Speedball? She'd heard of that in her health class when they talked about drugs... But she couldn't remember what was in it. But as he told her she nodded.

As he smiled at her, surprisingly she smiled back. "I... I'm not." She said quietly. Her voice was quiet because she was marveling at the fact she could already hear her heart beating faster. Her head began to swim, as if she'd stood up to fast and things began to move slightly. She blinked several times, shaking her head as she tried to clear her vision.

Her ears were ringing, a buzzing sound almost and she tried to move to steady herself on the table near by. But moving was a bad idea. Falling over her own feet she ended up on the ground before she knew what had really happened, but it was as if she just ended up there. She hadn't felt any pain from the fall or even the sensation of falling.

She began to laugh then, stopping suddenly as the noise sounded off to her ears, but then she started giggling again. Her body was shaking, as if she had far too much energy to just sit there, but then again, she didn't feel like moving. She looked up at Edmund, blinking as she tried to put his face in focus.

"Oh man... Thissis sooo..." But she couldn't figure out how to really end that sentence.

Edmund watched as she wobbily tried to stand and succeeded only in falling over. He wanted to laugh, but managed to hold it in. "Oops?" he asked her, bending down to scoop her off the hardwood floor. "Might get you someplace a little safer," he decided, taking her out to the murky living room and setting her on one of the worn couches.

Taking a few steps from her, he turned to Nora. "I don't get it."

Nora simply shrugged. "She's feeling a bit disillusioned from her other vampire pals. Wanted to feel happy again." The vampiress smiled prettily. "How could I resist?" She studied the girl on the couch for a moment. "Besides, if she bothers you, you can always eat her while she's too high tob e scared."

At the sound of his distorted voice Addy giggled again. "Yeah! Oops!"

"Safer?" She laughed again. "Safe with yoooouu?" She grinned up at him as he scooped her up. "Is that even po--- posbul?" She couldn't quite get the words out. Sitting up as he put her on the couch. "Heey. Whasssa matter?" Her eyes looked slightly glazed over as she looked up at him.

"Last time you wanted a taste... No one ta stop ya now." She said with a giggle. After all. She'd still never been bitten. "Taaaaste... Heh heh... Taaasteeey" She giggled, flopping back onto the couch.

Oh she felt so good. Her whole body was tingling with energy, nothing could hurt her now. Nothing could ever make her feel bad like this! She felt so wonderful that she was sure that she could do just about anything.

This was one reason Hammer kept drugs around. Humans on a high were even more amusing than they were usually. "Offering me a taste, are you, cutie?" he asked with a raised eyebrow as he drifted towards her as she sprawld on the couch. "Mmmm," h added with an exaggerated little growl as he nipped at her throat, "that's a dangerous propositon, idn't it, Nora?"

Nora stretched her arms out languidly. "A bit." But she winked at Addy. "He's a brute, remember?" The vampiress glided her way towards Edmund, stroking a hand down his back as she smiled at Addy. "Just the way I like him."

Ignoring her, Edmund walked his fingers over Addy's stomach, then tapped her on the nose. "Silly little girl with the big bad vampires. It's like a bad comedy show... or a really fun horror show."

"I dun't see why not." She said with a grin as he sat close to her. She laughed slightly even as he nipped, just missing her throat. "Brute-smoot... He ain't gonna hurt me..." Her groan as his hand moved up her stomach at the sensation of his cool hand was a sound she'd never made before, ending up as a laugh and sigh as he tapped her nose. Her back relaxed from the sudden arch his touch brought on, but her heart was still pounding.

"Do that again..." Addy nearly begged in a groan. "Oh that felt good... Better than good..." She had to admit. "I want more... C'mon... She said you knew how to treat a girl. Or was she wrong?" She said with a grin as her hand moved up to trace his lips clumsily.

His hands against her skin had to be the best sensation she ever felt. She wanted more. She didn't want it to stop. It felt so good that she... She didn't care if she never felt anything but that ever again.

Her body was still trembling, as if she'd had too much caffeine, or if she was excited, nervous. She had to do something... She had to move, but with him like this nearly pinning her, she was helpless. Her body arched and curled against his. She couldn't stay still. "Please... C'moooonn..." She groaned as she pulled herself up to him slightly. "You want it... I want it..." She murmured.

Hammer was harldy one to turn down what Addy was offering--drug induced or otherwise. Hell, she'd had a good idea what kind of mess she was getting herself into, hadn't she? Surely hadn't seemed to care. Humans... so sure that their sob story was the most depressing one of all... most of them didn't seem to understand that no one else cared, 'less they could use it, of course.

Laughing, but for a different reason than the niave little thing probably figured, he pulled her onto his lap, his big hands catching the hem of her shirt and tugging it over her head. She didn't have a particularly interesting face, but that was fine. It wasn't her face he was interested in anyway.

He smiled. "Why don't you put on a show for us, luv?" he asked, with a wink at the end. "Nobody here but the three of us, after all.

Addy couldn't help but giggle as he pulled her on to his lap. She didn't really think much of it when he pulled her shirt of, even moving her arms up to help him get it off quicker.

She pressed herself against him closing her eyes as she buried her face in the side of his neck. "I'll be just like you one day..." She said with a playful growl, nipping at his neck playfully. Just like this... She'd wanted to be just like this in Dmitri's arms.

But this... This felt so much better than she could have imagined. Her skin tingled every place he touched, burning and freezing all at once. She gave a reluctant groan as he asked for a 'show'. She didn't really know what he was talking about, but even her addled brain could put a few things together.

"I never been wif someone before." She muttered. "So I dunno what kinda 'show' you're talk'en about." But she was grinning still, pressing herself against him. "Jus don't stop touching me..." She tried to demand. "Feels so good." She said with a sigh. Her lips moved over his face clumsily, finally finding his lips. Her hands moved behind her, unhooking her bra. The straps fell on their own and she took it off, grinning at him.

"More ta touch!" She said simply, grinning. And it wasn't as if she had nothing, she wasn't anything special in the looks department. But she wasn't stunning either... Just average. "You like touching... Right?" She asked frowning curiously.

Hammer grinned wolfishly as she happily pulled off her bra for him, but faked a frown. "Oh, ya want me to touch you, do you? Seems I've got to do everything for ya, chickie," he scholded her, even as his hands played with her exposed flesh. He skimmed them down her arms, catching her wrists and bringing her hands up to her chest. "Why don't you show me just how you want to be touched, hmm? Then I'll know ezactly what you want, won't I?" he asked.

"Sure, I like to touch," Hammer agreed with a slight laugh. "But I've learned that watching can be fun too, ya know... Give a little, get a little." He pinched her as he added, "Pants are next, right?"

"But it doesn't feel as good..." She nearly whimpered, laying her head on his shoulder.

"Your hands are cold... It feels good..." But she couldn't explain that she felt as if her skin was trying to melt off. No burning pain or anything, just a heat radiating from her body.

Moving her head she pressed her warm cheek to the side of his cool face, closing her eyes at the soothing sensation.

"Mmhmm..." Addy blissfully agreed as her hands slipped under the fabric of his shirt, pressing her palms against the cool skin she found there. "Whatever you say...." Why would she argue with him? How could she argue right now? But then again, it wasn't like his words were really registering with her at the moment anyway. Her hands were still busy under his shirt, delighting in the cool feeling, with difficulty and a little help she managed to push it over his head and off one arm before pressing her body against his.

Addy was starting to feel more tired, lethargic really. Her heartbeat was slowing down... Her body began to feel more heavy. But everything still felt good. His body was cool against her, almost cold. She was nearly slumped on him now, her breath slowing against his neck as she pressed her face in to the crook between his neck and shoulders.

"Feels good..." She murmured. Just like this... She wanted to stay like this. She was smiling with ecstasy... but it felt as if she were trying to fight off sleep. She didn't want to sleep. She wanted to feel what she had before. The happy, giddy sensation. She wanted to be happy... Now everything just felt... Numb almost. "Don't wanna... sleep..." She muttered.

As she lolled against him, edmund slid a look over at Nora. "I guess the cocaine's wearing off," he remarked, resigned to the fact that the funny-inducing drugs were going to worke their way out of her system before anyhting really interesting could happen. Not that he couldn't still have a little fun, but fucking a mannequin wasn't his idea of a real blast.

Hm.

"Go get the 'caine," he told Nora. Another speedball would be a bad idea since heroin took longer to wera off than the cocaine did, but Hammer figured another dose of the snow wouldn't have any of those pesky problems. Besides, he'd been doin this for a while and wasn't going to give her much. Just enough to keep her from conking out as it appeared she was threatening to do. As the other vampire came back with the drugs, he put it on the girl's tongue rather than injecting it again, which would draw the absorption out.

Her hands continued to draw over his chest, her cheeks moving against his shoulder, reveling in the cool feelings.

She felt something dry on her tongue and swallowed a few times to clear it out, not really knowing what was going on. Over the next few minutes, she began to come to life again, or so it seemed. Her hands moved more steadily, her lips began to brush, kiss against his neck, even nipping slightly as the second dose began to kick in.

"Thought you was gonna take a little taste hmm? What's the matter.... I not your flaaavor?" She giggled lightly, her eyes looking up, still with a slight droop. "I wanna try you too though." with another giggle she licked his neck and bit his ear almost aggressively.

"Heey..." She murmured, looking around curiously. "Where'd my shirt go ta?" She frowned, clearly puzzled. She spotted it though, over on the floor about two feet away. "OOhhh There it went to! How'd it get there!" She laughed this time, reaching and leaning to get it. But she went just a little too far and as she grabbed for it she fell from his lap, landing with a slight thud on the floor.

Again she laughed, her eyes bright with glee. She tried to push herself up again, but she started swaying. She knew she was going to fall so she let herself do so right on to his lap, her shirt lay onthe floor still, forgotten once more.

"Hi ya." She grinned up at him, her finger playing with her belly button now. "I guess I just keep fallen fer ya!" She giggled. "Now how bout that taste? Where you wanna start? We can go from here-" her hands moved to her neck, then down her body slowly. "Aaall the way down to here." Her hands ended up near her thighs, as far down as she could go without sitting up.

Edmund raised an eyebrow as the drug gradually began to take effect again. It was really kind of interesting. If he had the time and inclination, he figured it would be interesting to see how long he could keep her yo-yo-ing around in this state... up, then down, then back up again and so on and so forth. "All the way down to there?" he asked as she indicated all the places he could take a taste.

Flicking open the button of her jeans, he quickly worked them off, taking a second to mimic the way she'd slid her hands from her neck down as he pulled off the panties as well. "A taste? I thought you wanted to be touched." He considered for a moment. "I guess I can do both." Pressing a hand between her legs, he bent his head to nibble at her breast, his teeth nipping sharply, but just not quite hard enough to draw blood.

"Uh huh. Why not?" She asked with a grin.

Addy sucked in a breath of air as he brushed at her skin, pulling her clothing off.

"Ooohh... Yeah..." She sighed as he reminded her of what she really wanted. Her eyes went bright though as he said he could do both. "Really? Can you do both at the sa-" But her words were cut off by a gasp as he did do both. Her back arched, the sensations that ran through her made her body jerk.

"Both." She gasped. "Yeah, both." It was almost a begging, pleading sound that came from her lips. The words were separated with groans, gasps and little tiny whimpers. Every little touch made her body jerk. She'd never felt anything like this before. Everything felt so wonderful, every sensation making her mind reel.

Could anything really truly feel this good. This wonderful.

It... It was almost too much. Too much for her mind to comprehend. Her fists clenched as her body all but danced for him.

Her heart was beating wildly, and so hard she thought it would just break out of her chest all together. "S... Stto... No... nomore..." Her voice was broken by gasps whimpers. Her body was shaking again, her mind boggled by the sensations that flooded her. She couldn't take anymore. But she didn't want him to stop...

"Aw... you don't really want me to stop, do you?" Edmunds lips moved against her skin before he pulled away, his hand pressing into her harder, more insistently. His icy blue eyes gleamed as she wriggled desperately in response to his touch. "I didn't think so." His fingers worked inside of her, roughly, but the drugs would be a fine cushion for that, as he nipped her breast, this time drawing a thin thread of blood.

He was hard, wanted to fuck her little brains out, but he was learning patience had its rewards. Besides, he wanted to see if she'd come just from their little pet 'n play. Edmund was a curious guy. He slid his fingers in and out of her, working the tender flesh ruthlessly as he sucked hard on the dribble of blood from her nipple.

"N... Nn... Nooo..." She moaned and gasped, her body writhing, arching and twitching with every little movement. She didn't want him to stop. No. Not if she wouldn't feel like this. If it went away... No she didn't want it to ever stop.

She was panting for breath, her head spinning as her heart raced in her chest.

A cry escaped Addy as he bit in to her breast, sucking hard and playing with the sensitive, tender flesh. The muscles of her stomach were spasming wildly as he touched, teased and played.

Her hands searched wildly for something to grip into, something to hold on to as she fought for her sanity. So may sensations, so little time to process them all. Her hands found a grasp in his hair, her hips jerking, his fingers delving deep into her where no one had touched before.

"Ohh God...." She whimpered, sighed. Her whimpers became almost pain filled as he continued, overloading her brain all the more. They soon turned into needy cries, though of pleasure or pain she wasn't sure. Everything was just so overwhelming, she didn't know what to think.

"Come on, luv," Edmund growled in his deep, rock-grating-against-rock way, as she bounced and twisted beneath him. He rammed his fingers into her, ignoring the fact that her body wasn't used to the rough treatment. If any pain did get through her nice little pillow of drugs, it might just be what pushed her over that pretty little ledge. His other hand was busy as well, skimming over her body, squeezing her breasts as he scraped teeth over her collarbone.

He rubbed a thumb between her legs, pressing hard on her sensitive flesh, his flurried movements aimed at taking her up and up until she couldn't take it anymore. Edmund wanted her limp, stunned with the pleasure.