Desperate Measures (Peter, Deirdre, others) Rating: R

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Peter had been writing in his journal when he was startled out of this thoughts by the phone ringing. "Hello?" He asked, slightly weirded out. It was Pierre. "No..no you're not bothering me at all, Pierre, what is it?" Deirdre. AGAIN. She wasn't threatening people like last time, but Peter still felt Like the ground beneath him had fallen away. "No...I understand. I don't think the door will be a problem, Pierre. I'll come right away." He hung up and sighed. This wasn't working. Deirdre was losing her battle and the more she closed herself away, the easier it would be for her to disappear. Peter sat up straight.

"Are you begging for your life or mine? Figure it out, Peter. Why else would you lock yourself in a room with a demon?" '

( The Final Weapon )

Desperate Measures (Peter, Deirdre, others) Rating: R

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Peter had been writing in his journal when he was startled out of this thoughts by the phone ringing. "Hello?" He asked, slightly weirded out. It was Pierre. "No..no you're not bothering me at all, Pierre, what is it?" Deirdre. AGAIN. She wasn't threatening people like last time, but Peter still felt Like the ground beneath him had fallen away. "No...I understand. I don't think the door will be a problem, Pierre. I'll come right away." He hung up and sighed. This wasn't working. Deirdre was losing her battle and the more she closed herself away, the easier it would be for her to disappear. Peter sat up straight.

"Are you begging for your life or mine? Figure it out, Peter. Why else would you lock yourself in a room with a demon?" '

( The Final Weapon )

The Storm (Deirdre, Peter) Rating: R

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It was well past midnight now and the room was stiflingly hot. Peter had taken off his long sleeved shirt, leaving only his undershirt but he was still far too warm. He knew it wasn't this hot outside. It had to be Deirdre doing it. He wasn't sure, however, if it was something she was doing deliberately or if it was a side effect of the withdrawl she was going through.

Deirdre was on the bed, making terrible pained noises and writhing around, her hands on her head. Peter licked his dry lips as he watched her, wishing he could do something, but there was nothing for it. He heaved a sigh and leaned back. It was like a sauna in the room, and it made breathing difficult. It felt like he was taking each breath through a wet towel. It made him want to scream and throw open the door, taking in deep breaths of cool fresh air, but he couldn't. The door was locked and the windows wouldn't budge.

( The Storm )

The Storm (Deirdre, Peter) Rating: R

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It was well past midnight now and the room was stiflingly hot. Peter had taken off his long sleeved shirt, leaving only his undershirt but he was still far too warm. He knew it wasn't this hot outside. It had to be Deirdre doing it. He wasn't sure, however, if it was something she was doing deliberately or if it was a side effect of the withdrawl she was going through.

Deirdre was on the bed, making terrible pained noises and writhing around, her hands on her head. Peter licked his dry lips as he watched her, wishing he could do something, but there was nothing for it. He heaved a sigh and leaned back. It was like a sauna in the room, and it made breathing difficult. It felt like he was taking each breath through a wet towel. It made him want to scream and throw open the door, taking in deep breaths of cool fresh air, but he couldn't. The door was locked and the windows wouldn't budge.

( The Storm )

Het Dramah - Del/Pierre - PG

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Delilah sat out the front of the Chinese resturant near her aunt's house and awaited Pierre. She was a little early and was keeping herself busy was prawn crackers. And worrying.

She had trouble even admitting to herself why this meeting was going to take place. What had happened any other time guys had shown too much interest? She just cut them out. So why was Pierre any differant?

Del shoved another prawn cracker in her mouth and pouted.

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Het Dramah - Del/Pierre - PG

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Delilah sat out the front of the Chinese resturant near her aunt's house and awaited Pierre. She was a little early and was keeping herself busy was prawn crackers. And worrying.

She had trouble even admitting to herself why this meeting was going to take place. What had happened any other time guys had shown too much interest? She just cut them out. So why was Pierre any differant?

Del shoved another prawn cracker in her mouth and pouted.

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Renee / Damien - Goodbye - G

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Renee was flicking through her Tarot cards, examining them for details that she may not have remembered including in them, when Damien knocked on her door.

"Hello," she smiled. "Come in."

There was something different about Damien. The way he carried himself, the aura about him. Something had changed...

( Goodbye for now )

Renee / Damien - Goodbye - G

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Renee was flicking through her Tarot cards, examining them for details that she may not have remembered including in them, when Damien knocked on her door.

"Hello," she smiled. "Come in."

There was something different about Damien. The way he carried himself, the aura about him. Something had changed...

( Goodbye for now )