Status: Satora

Satora Razza

March 9, 2016 · 

~The field is empty, scorched from the rays above. The smells a conglomeration of new growth and dying winter. A beautiful sight for eyes that are meant to seek out the darkness. A rare moment to indulge the tiny amount of humanity daring to break free from Breed genetics.~

Status: Satora

Satora Razza

February 21

~I slowly remove the toothpick in my mouth, flicking my tongue around the end of it ensuring I've got the right amount of attention.~ This will only hurt a little ~with swift movement I jam the toothpick under the nail of the person sitting across from me. Satisfied by hearing the high pitched cry of pain, I laugh and grab another toothpick from the container~ Marvelous Saturday night, isn't it?

{Valentine's Day 2016} Satora's Bloody Valentine

Satora Razza

February 14 

"Look, asshole, I've had a really fucking shitty day. I can continue to carve up your date over there, her nose looks like it could use a little shave and maybe I could try and fix the beady look in her eyes, or you can give me the information." I grinned at the tight lipped male, chained in the hotel chair. He was a pretty male, all dressed up in his Valentine's Day best. His escort date was bleeding and crying in a chair opposite him, broken and unable to stand, no need to tie her up.

"Tsk tsk, the blood will never come out of that white dress, sweetheart. Who wears white on Valentine's Day anyway? It's like you were trying to offer yourself up to be sacrificed tonight." Feeling an itch, I used the gun to scratch my temple and surprised the female by taking a swipe at her gut with the knife. The male's expression remained unchanged.

"Nothing? Stoic, huh? Let's try this." I walked behind the female and made sure he had a good view of the two of us. "Gut wounds are a bitch and it will probably kill you. But then again this will probably make you pass out, so you'll bleed out and not even realize it." I whispered in her ear. The scent of her blood made my eyes glow and wash out the exact area where I cut, she screamed in horror and called out to the useless male to save her. As I heard something heavy hit the ground she lost consciousness. There was nothing but the sound of the male pissing in his pants. Satisfied I picked up what had dropped and walked back over to the male.

"You liked this didn't you, when she rubbed it up against you in that fake body of hers," I rubbed the silicone implant against his cheek, laughing at his disgust. "Maybe we should help you get rid of that horrible smell, did you eat asparagus at dinner?" I notched the implant and let the liquid drip out and cover his pants. "Still warm."

Seeing no change in him, I dropped the fun loving psychotic act and cocked the gun. "Tell," I fired on shot into his knee, "me," the next round into his other knee, "where" another shot into his shoulder, "it" the other shoulder, "is" the last round between the eyes.

"The eyes always betray you," I spoke to myself as I walked over to the dresser. I quickly searched through the items I had tossed earlier in the night and then replayed where his eyes had darted between the shots. My fingers ran underneath the lip of the dresser and found pay dirt in the SD chip there. I checked the time and formulated a plan to either burn it down or make it a nightmare. It was another bloody Valentine, just the way I liked it.

Status: Satora

Satora Razza

January 30 · 

~I grab the remote and turn up the music that's blasting through my apartment as I dance around my room getting ready to go out. I could feel my gums pull back and fangs start to elongate and sharpen at the thought of a drop of blood touching my palate. Fuck, I needed a drink but it was more than just a drink, I needed a kill. My hands curled and flexed as I visualized the blood that would coat them. The red clots that would stain under my nails and dot my nails. I could taste it all. But what victim would befall such a glorious evisceration? Someone in need of a little karma visit.~

Status: Satora - New Year, New Fun, Same Me

Satora Razza listening to Massive Attack.

January 2 · 

~The click of my stilettos on the cobblestone is drowned out by the hauntingly sexy voice singing Teardrop in my ears. The song has a life of it's own as it slowly builds and climaxes. I can't help myself but grab some unsuspecting male waiting on line to get in a bar and give him the kiss of his life. My tongue sweeps into his surprised mouth and the taste of tar and cheap whiskey fill me. I lightly push him back towards his slack-jawed friends and laugh as I continue on my way into the night. The song hits repeat and I stop to dance in the street. I nod and wink at the males making lewd remarks and gestures. I can taste their blood already in my mouth, giving me nourishment I don't require yet. I wiggle my fingers at them and proceed to disappear into the night. New year. New fun. Same me.~

Dome: Dia and Satora Eat Out

Satora Razza  

~I slipped on my favorite pair of combat boots, carefully tucking the black fatigue pants inside. Barber's Adagio for Strings drifted softly through my rooms as I walked over to my weapons cache. Dia had called as evening approached, letting me know to suit up. As I recalled the cheer in his voice I felt a smile creep across my face. Pressing the button to release the hidden door in the wall, I step inside and run my fingers over blades and guns and other accouterments. Opting for more hand to hand encounters, I strap a few blades to my thighs and slip a pair of serrated knives across my back. I grab a sig sauer MPX, for just in case, before stepping out and closing the area. I leave my room and head towards Dia's office. Knocking on the door, I call out~ Boss, you ready?

Dia Rivera *Securing his weapon in his holster he looked over his shoulder as the GenOne female entered his office.*. Yeah I'm ready! *Quickly sliding his blade into his boots he shirked on his black leather jacket. They hurriedly exited out the back stairwell into the dark night in search of prey that would satisfy their hunger.*

Satora Razza ~It was almost the perfect time to hunt as there would be very little moon out. That of course would never bother my eyes, they would only sharpen when we identified our prey. I walked briskly, a pace a human would figure for an elite athlete's running pace, there was no hurry, just a relaxation into what I was born to be.~ Where would you like to go? College children are back at play now, although they do always taint their systems with narcotics, makes them less desirable.

Dia Rivera *Shaking his head* Those kids are too willing to be our meal. I have a taste for something a bit more exotic. What do you say we head over to China town? *Picking up pace, they soon enter the sights and sounds of the marketplace. Hugging the shadows they watch as the unsuspecting pass by*  

Satora Razza ~The smell of roasted duck and five spiced filled my nostrils I followed Dia's lead through the grid of streets. He stilled in front of me, holding his hand up. Following his gaze, I zero in on an athletic looking couple, a bag of take out in the males hand, his other gripping the female beside him.~ They look so disgustingly happy.

Dia Rivera *The male's uneasiness was apparent when we stepped from the shadows. He pulled the female close to him, and watched us with wary eyes as we stalked closer. They knew what we were but they put up a brave front, perhaps feeling secure in the frivilish human laws that restricted our feedings times. Attempting to ease them he flash a smile.* Good evening. *The woman looked up into his eyes. She tensed then relaxed, returning the evening's greeting. She released the males hand and hypnotically took a step towards him her escort never taking notice, for his attention was on Satora.*

Satora Razza Your mate, she is quite lovely. ~My statement catches the male, staring slack jawed in front of me, off guard. His body responds by giving me a nod and I return a coy half-smile. I know the purse of my lips, the half-hood to my eyes will entice this pathetic male further. I step towards him as I hear Dia pulling the male's companion to the shadows. As I step, I fake a stumble and his strong arms reach out to steady me.~ My apologies. Oh, wow. Your muscles. ~I giggle as I squeeze his mediocre, crossfit built biceps. I can feel his arms flex underneath my grip.~ Thank you, for being such a gentleman. ~Letting the amber fill my eyes, I swallow his scream by taking his mouth with mine, my hand squeezing his esophagus. I grip him tight and drag him out of sight, a short ways from Dia.~

Dia Rivera *Leading her into the shadow he tugs her into his arms her body molding to his like putty. His hands encircle around her neck and he traces her soft jawline. The beat of her heart echos in his ears. Leaning into her neck, she moans as he rakes his fangs along her jugular. Sliding his hand inside her clothing, her skin is warm and soft under the roughness his hands. She wraps her arms around his neck and presses against him, It had been too long since he had last fed and he could feel the savagery in him emerging as his fangs pierced her soft skin and the warm red liquid filled her mouth. But he would not give into that primitive side of him. Not this time. Taking what he needed his licked the puncture wounds closed. Sliding her to the ground she sleeps. When she awaken she would remember nothing*

Satora Razza ~The male's body writhes underneath my touch as I lift him of off the pavement and shove him against the wall. My fangs punching out and over my bottom lip. I can smell the fear permeating the male's skin. His eyes have tears in them as he struggles to find his mate with Dia.~ Don't fret, pet. ~I push my body tight against his as I nuzzle the vein in his neck. I loosen my grip and lick and nip his jawline. His hips buck against me, I can feel the strain in his pants. I let out a low growl.~ Shit, I love a male who can take the rough action. If only I had more time. ~I strike his neck, my fangs dig deep in his flesh as his blood rushes into my mouth. I try hard not to groan as his sweet taste of fills the back of my throat and coats my stomach. Taking enough to keep my GenOne body going at full force, I whisper my thanks in his ear and lavish my tongue over the bite mark. Daintily, I wipe the corners of my mouth with my finger, sucking the last of his blood of it. Picking up the male's slumbering body, I drag him next to Dia's feed.~ Pretty good night, boss. Let's get the hell out of here.

Outing: Ash and Smoke

Satora Razza

~The tires spun out on the SUV as we turned and stopped on the gravel road. As I got out I could smell the ash and smoke belonging to the smoldering fires of the extremely non-existent compound.~ Mother fucker ~The curse long and slow as it slips out between my lips. I stoop to pick up a few of the rocks on the ground and sling them into the mess that appears before us. Turning, I shake my head at Dia.~ All the humans were set free. Nothing is salvageable from the property. I'm still combing through the security feeds. But it's shitty reception out here, even with the sat boost I'm not sure of what we'll get. Other than confirmation it was The Order

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  Dia Rivera *His lips tighten across his teeth as he looked around the ruined compound. He didn't need to see the surveillance video to know that it was Thorne's warriors.* This was Thorne's doing. * Turning on his heels he heads toward the smoldering heap of twisted charred metal that had once been the hanger. He and Satora pulled back the blacken metal revealing the charred bodies of his men.* Incompetent pieces of shits. *Looking around* Do we know what happened to our special guest?
• Satora Razza ~I shake my head in response to Dia's question concerning the JUSTIS officials. We walk in silence around the perimeter of the building continuing our survey of the damage. Opening my breed senses up I could smell something beyond chemical traces of C4 and burnt bodies, it was piss. Tapping Dia's shoulder, I tick my head to the side and indicate a set of smoked bushes about 50 yards away. With a nod, I quietly run in an arc so I can gain access behind the bushes. The two JUSTIS males cower there together, hugging each other like a burnt pair of lovers, smoke and soot covering them, their clothes ragged from being blown away in the blast. One has open wounds and the blood makes my fangs punch through and my eyes glow bright.~ Well, look what I found. ~Raising them both off the ground by their necks with my hands, I hold them up for Dia to see.~ What should we do, boss?
• Dia Rivera *Cocking his head to the side he looks with disgust at the frighten males.* Oh I don't know Satora. I think we need to let these fine examples of JUSTIS officers explain to us what happened here tonight, and why they have lived to tell about it. *Both of the officers started to speak at once in a desperate attempt to tell of the Orders raid. Becoming irritated he roared and in one swift move he buried his hand in one of the males chest. The Breed's body tensed then convulsed as his heart was ripped out. His second tossed the limp body to the side. Holding the warm heart in his hand he stepped in front of the the other male who gasped in shocked.* I really don't care to hear the details. *Placing the organ in the trembling males hand* But you my man are going to go back to JUSTIS headquarters and hand your friends heart to your superiors and convince them that this is the work of a rogue warrior of Thorne's.
• Satora Razza ~There was nothing quite like the sound of a heart being withdrawn from a chest. The cracking of bone and then the extraction that sounds like a rude patron slurping up soup at a restaurant. The JUSTIS official whimpered in front of Dia as he found his footing on the ground. I watched as the heart contracted one last time in his hands as his bloody fingers slipped trying to get a grip on it. As his fingers tightened around it, he squished the muscle in his hands, I shivered with delight as my stomach let out a hungry growl.~ That's your cue to run. ~I give him a wink and hear Dia laugh. We watch as he stumbles towards the former entrance before continuing our walk around the ruined building.~

  
  

Dome: R E P O R T - Dia and Satora

Satora ~The Dome was in full action as I walked through the throngs of people, mindlessly scurrying from one shop to the next. I scan the crowd, my hands gripping the strap of the messenger bag that's slung over my shoulder. I was on my way to see Dia, my malcontent radiating off of me and easily giving me a wide berth. I needed to update Dia about the information I had overheard the other day from the Chase twins. Entering the back halls, I take the fastest path to his office. I knock once and then enter.~ Hey, boss.

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  Dia Rivera *Turning at the sound of her voice he could tell by her tone something was amiss. Motioning for her to take a seat he sits opposite of her* Who pissed in your cornflakes this morning.
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• Satora Razza I would almost take the piss over this ~I settled into the chair and slowly lift a brow and the corner of my lips in a sneer~ You'll never believe the visitors we received the other day. Carys and Aric Chase, she shopped, he carried. I tailed them to the coffee shop and learned some interesting news. It would seem, that fucking Breed warrior survived the night at the docks. ~A growl escapes as my nails dig into my clenched fists.~
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• Dia Rivera *Tapping the pen in his hand several times on the oak desk a low growl rumbled from deep in his throat. * Damn it to hell. *Snapping the pen in his hand he stands* I thought he was at death's door. How the hell did he survive?
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• Satora Razza The male mentioned a Tess and Rafe in relation to resurrecting "Eli". When I saw him that night, he was most certainly bleeding out. I am very disappointed.
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• Dia Rivera *Smirks* Don't be disappointed. We still dealt a blow to Lucan Thorne. He now knows we are a force to be reckoned with. He'll think twice before nosing into our business.
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• Satora Razza ~I nod at Dia's words. They were true. That night had been a glorious scene of blood, bullets and self-satisfaction. Now, it was tainted by the fact there had been an unexpected survivor.~ I'll be better prepared next time. I look forward to our next move and my next fight with the warriors. I need someone's head. ~I smile with the last words at Dia, nod and then exit his office. I need to walk off my excess energy and lust for blood. Maybe something tasty would show himself in The Dome.~

Status: The Latter Part- Satora Razza

Satora Razza

~Sitting at my desk, thinking about the impending future of a certain warrior~ I find this quote extremely satisfying at the moment. Emphasis on the latter part.~

“He was going to live forever, or die in the attempt.” ― Joseph Heller