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[center [font "tempus sans itc" Do you know the feeling of watching someone dying in front of you? Do you like seeing the light fading from their eyes? Do you like the feel of blood on your hands? For Maxim that's all he's ever known. When he was twenty years old, was the first time he really killed someone. He had been engaged to a woman he was madly in love with. What really set him off, was finding her in bed with his so called best friend. That's when something snapped inside of him. Something made him go and get the knife from the kitchen, and stab them both in the chest over and over again. The feeling of their blood on his skin, made him realize what he's been missing his whole life. That's when he started killing people, and not just anyone either.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" He loved the chase. He would move from town to town, and he would meet with women around that town. He would gain their trust, and make them think that he was the [i perfect] man for them. He would treat them like a queen, and then one night he would just kill them. It didn't matter how it happened. He wanted to see the light fade from their eyes, he wanted them to feel the same kind of pain he felt the night he found the love of his life, in bed with his best friend. He wanted the world to see the pain, and a part of him wanted someone to out kill him. Maybe if that ever happened, he would finally know his real calling in life. It sure as hell wasn't settling down, and starting a family of his own.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" [b Your Name Here] has the same killing pattern as a serial killer. She wanted people to know who she was. After her kills though, she would leave a little mark on the bodies, or on the walls, or somewhere that people could see it. She didn't care about anything besides finding her next kill. When she heard about a new killer in town, she felt like she was being run out of her own place. She wasn't about to take that though. She wanted to know who this killer was, and she wanted to see what they had to offer. Maybe just maybe, something will happen, and she'll change her mind about her so called killing business. As she started doing research, the news wasn't much help. All she knew was, the killer was a male in his late twenties.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" Meanwhile Maxim moved to this small town where [b Your Name Here] already was. He didn't know about her, and he didn't know that she knew about him either. The moment their eyes locked from across the street, they both had their new targets in mind. Maxim was going to lay on the charm, and win the woman over. [b Your Name Here] was going to try and gain Maxim's trust, and pretend that she was looking to fall in love, and start a family. That was before something seemed to spark between the both of them. Something they weren't expecting in the least. Both [b Your Name Here] and Maxim felt it the moment they saw each other, and they weren't about to let it slip away quite yet.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" As they started spending more and more time together, was when they realized that maybe there was something more than killing. Maybe there was something more that they could both learn about. Maybe this thing they were feeling was love. That's something they both didn't want happening. Neither one of them wanted to fall in love, but the more they were together, the more they realized they couldn't live without the other. What'll happen when Maxim finally decides to kill [b Your Name Here]? Will [b Your Name Here] finally realize that the killer she heard about was really Maxim? What'll happen when they both realize they loved each other more than anything in the world? You'll never know unless you join, [b [i Killing Secrets]].]]

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[center [b [font "tempus sans itc" [u The cast of Killing Secrets.]]]]

[center [b [font "tempus sans itc" [u Maxim Brooks: Taken]]]][center [pic https://i.imgur.com/m7NzTMv.jpg]]

[center [b [font "tempus sans itc" [u Female: Taken]]]][center [pic http://i.imgur.com/Ze0sKHq.png]]

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[center [b [font "tempus sans itc" [u What I need from you.]]]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" I'm going to make this super easy on you. I would like you to send me a Private Message titled [b I'm Out For Blood], and inside of that message I would like this little skeleton I have down below.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" [i Character Picture {don't link it} || Name || Age {25-28} || Job title || Do you want an ending]]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" See, that's not too hard now is it? At the bottom of your private message I would like your favorite holiday, and time of year. So that way I know you read all of this through, along with the rules down below. If I have to ask you twice, then I will have to deny you the spot. I'm sorry, but I'm going to be kind of picky about this.]]

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[center [b [font "tempus sans itc" [u The rules of Killing Secrets.]]]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" [b [u First-]] The pictures are going to be real. None of the over used shit either. If it's too big, I will ask you to resize it to a smaller size. If you can't find one to your liking, simply message me and ask me for help. I would be more than happy to help you look, or edit your picture for you. Just don't get mad at me, if I ask you to change/edit it.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" [b [u Second-]] Romance will be a big part of this story, but not at first. Just like in real life you have to work up to it. It's not a love at first sight type of thing. Cybering is a no on this site, if you want to keep the story line going, then we can move this to e-mail, or just skip it all together. That won't happen for awhile though, so we won't need to talk about that right away.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" [b [u Third-]] Joining and then ditching is a no. If you don't like where this role play is going, simply message me and we can plot something out. Or if you are simply bored of it, and don't want to do it anymore, simply message me and tell me. I won't be mad if you get tired of it. Just if you join and then never post, is when I will be slightly annoyed with you. So please, at least talk to me about leaving the thread.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" [b [u Forth-]] Plot twists is a must. I love plotting things out, and see where we want it to go. It's not that hard to become my friend either. So if you have something in mind, and wanna run it by me, all you gotta do is message me and be like [b [i 'Hey! I have an idea, and I just wanted to see what you thought about it!']]. Because honestly I will do the same thing to you, so don't be surprised if you get messages from me about ideas.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" [b [u Fifth-]] Stealing this idea is a no. It's something that's important to me. If I see anything like it, or someone stealing the main idea I will make it known you stole it from me. I have worked hard on this idea, and if you like it that much, [i [b ask me]] if you can borrow it. Just make sure to give me the credit for it. I will most likely say yes to letting you borrow it, as long as you ask me first.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" [b [u Sixth-]] Posting. I know we all have lives outside of this site. I work full time, and sometimes on my day's off I'm not always on until later that night. So if you need a couple of days to post, I'm okay with that. If you are gonna be gone for a week or two, please let me know because if you don't, then I'll think you ditched out on me. I will do the same thing for you as well. If I can't post, or having a hard time I will make sure to let you know.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" [b [u Seventh-]] We can talk about this having and ending, or we can keep it long going. I really don't mind what we do. We can always add in more characters down the line as well. I'm more than happy to double up as a male. Right now though, I think it'll be better if we just stick with Blythe and the main Male. See where we go, and if we need to add in more characters we can. I can play up to four at one time, but that's my limit. I can't play more than that.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" [b [u Eighth-]] Please for the love of God don't message me over and over asking when I'm gonna post. That's something I really hate, and it get's on my nerves when that happens. I like to take time on my posts, and I like to make sure it's the way I want it. If you see me online, I'm most likely working on my post, and making sure it's done right. If I take two weeks to post, that's when you can message me and ask what's going on. Other than that, do not bug me to post, and I will not bug you to post either.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" [b [u Ninth-]] I love details inside of my role play's. I can post well over 1,000 words. Yes I said 1,000 words. That's only if I have the right partner, and if I have a lot in my head for a post. For this story though I'm only looking for about 500-600 words a post. If I need to put a posting limit I will. Anything less than that, and I will lose interest, or it'll take me longer to post because I don't have anything to work off of. So please don't make me put a posting limit.]]

[center [font "tempus sans itc" [b [u Tenth-]] Now that I'm done sounding like a total bitch, I want this to be enjoyable for the both of us. That's what writing is about anyway. Having fun, and making something beautiful together. So please enjoy writing with me, and let's make something amazing, and see where this will lead.]]

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[font "tempus sans itc" The male kept looking over to the table in the corner making sure the woman was okay. He looked back at the woman he was working with, and raised a 'brow at the [i cute] comment. The male laughed out loud and shook his head. [#A2C4CF "Believe me sweetheart, if I wanted to be cute I would be. I just hate seeing women like that, being given something they aren't used too"] he said lightly. He shrugged his shoulders a bit, wishing everyone would stop looking at him, it made him feel weird, and like he was on trial or something.]

[font "tempus sans itc" When she handed him the list of drinks, he reached for some glasses and made sure he made them right, but then added in a little bit of his own touch. Something to make them come back for more. The whole time, he kept watching the woman, and he looked back at Pho and rolled his eyes again. [#A2C4CF "Oh please, I'm not a prince charming. If anything, I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing"] he teased. He was right about the wolf part though, but didn't say anything else.]

[font "tempus sans itc" As the lines died down, and people were on the dance floor, he took a load of glasses to the back and washed them. He could tell that Pho could handle her self, and he wasn't too worried. What he was worried about was the woman. She looked pale, and ready to pass out. He took a few extra minutes to finish washing the glasses, and put them back into the tote he had. He then carried them back out onto the floor, and put them behind the counter. [#A2C4CF "Glasses are clean, just need some drying"] he called out.]

[font "tempus sans itc" He didn't know if this place was like his last one. As long as the glasses were cleaned out, and dried before being used, they wouldn't run out. He made his way over to the table, and he put his hands onto the table top, and leaned down. [#A2C4CF "Everything okay Princess?"] he asked her. The woman looked up at him, and she nodded lightly. [b "I think so.. I don't know what happened.. But my head is pounding, and I feel faint.."] she muttered lightly. He could tell she did. He sighed a bit and stood.]

[font "tempus sans itc" [#A2C4CF "I'll be right back, I think the other bartender will be okay if I leave about 45 minutes early to take you home"] he said. He was surprised that the time flew by like it did. He then found Pho and touched her arm lightly. [#A2C4CF "I'm going to clock out now, and take that Princess over there home. I'll see you in a couple of days"] he said with a thank you smile. He wasn't about to take no for an answer either. He was trying to play the good guy role, and so far it was working.]

[font "tempus sans itc" He walked to the back, told his new boss what happened, and she nodded letting him go home. He clocked out, made sure he had his wallet and cell phone. He then went back out and helped the woman to her feet. She nearly toppled to the floor because of how weak her legs were. [b "I'm sorry.."] she breathed out. Maxim just shook his head, and he scooped her up into his arms, and carried her out to his car. He unlocked the car, and opened the door.]

[font "tempus sans itc" He tucked her in safely, before he went around and climbed into the drivers side. He started the car, and pulled out of the parking lot. He then asked for the woman's address, and went the way she directed him too. Maybe tonight he would get his kill in, and then he would feel slightly better. For the time being, he made sure not to let her know what was really going to happen to her.]
  ѕecreтѕ / MoonBird- / 9d 18h 52m 30s
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[tab ] She couldn't help but let the corner of her mouth tug upwards into a slight smile as he held eye contact- not shying away from her. [i Good.] He didn't have the usual shyness from the eyes like most of the people she found herself drawn to in one way or another-- almost telling her he wasn't going to be normal prey. Hell, she could see the smirk he was trying to suppress cross his features as they talked, her nodding along as he told of his past work as a bar tender, explaining his knack for making drinks customers loved. She couldn't help but wonder if he was trying to impress her, or if he didn't realize he was rambling.

[tab ] Pho opened her mouth to respond but was interrupted by a young woman she vaguely recognized from hanging out at the bar a few times come up and grope Maxim, absolutely off the wall on [i something]. She bit back a small laugh as she watched the two interact before her while still trying to keep track of the orders coming to the bar, as well as Maxim carefully moving the woman's hands off of him and asking Pho to grab some water and lemon.

[tab ] [b [+darkgoldenrod "I'll have it in just a moment."]] She said in the middle of making someone else's drink, but when she looked back he had taken the woman over to a table in the back It was kind of sweet, actually, to see the man taking such nice care of the woman who had either taken something that was more than she was used to or had been drugged by some asshole trying their best to get laid. She had seen both plenty of times working here, but unless someone pressed charges no one was going to be able to tell which one it had been.
[tab ] She was handing over the drink she'd finished making to the customer as Maxim told her to forget what he'd said regarding the water and lemon, grabbing them and a bucket himself and heading back to the woman who was sitting dazed in the corner, and scaring off the predator that she had been hunting temporarily.

[tab ] [i Fuck.] That complicated things a bit.

[tab ] Maybe her plan would go off better tonight-- less chance of her target going after the clearly wounded prey than herself. She shrugged it off, turning back to the bar and gritting her teeth a bit as she saw a small group of customers enter the building and head over, all the while thinking about how she could edit her plan to bait this man into going after her while dealing with Maxim being here at the end of shift and that other woman as well. That [i would] in the very least open up her morning the next day, which she honestly would prefer seeing as she had been contacted to play a show which she was originally going to turn down.

[tab ] She took down the new group of orders as Maxim came over, getting a few looks as he came back around the bar beside her. [i Stranger, stranger, everyone better look.] [b [i "Did I do something wrong? Everyone's watching me.."]] He said lightly, causing her to laugh just a little as she set down the list of drinks they needed to make.

[tab ] [b [+darkgoldenrod "Well, let's see. You're relatively new here. You were just hired. The people in here just saw you get your ass groped by a [i very] off woman, take her over to a table, and make sure she was alright which is far more than most people around here would do."]] She listed, reaching over to grab glasses for the drinks they would need. She took a slight pause, feigning deep thought. [b [+darkgoldenrod "Oh. And it helps that you're cute too,"]] she teased, starting on the first drink. [b [+darkgoldenrod "Now help me with these drinks, Mr. Superstar-hero-makes-the-best-drinks-secretive-bartender."]]

[tab ] Pho kept a wary eye after the woman in the corner though, and the man she was hunting. Perhaps she'd be able to get Maxim to escort the young woman home, explaining that she was used to closing by herself. They hardly ever had late, late night customers most of the time, unless they were too drunk to be much worried about sleep or getting home. When things had calmed down a bit at the bar, she peered over towards Maxim.

[tab ][b [+darkgoldenrod "Do you often save damsels from dragons?"]] She asked jokingly, shifting her weight on her heels a bit to a more relaxing position. [b [+darkgoldenrod "I'm certain she'll be back there all night now. Waiting for her Prince Charming."]] She teased.

[tab ][i You take care of the princess.] She thought. [i While I slay the dragon.]
]]
  |Persephone Kaylx| / DanceMyDear / 15d 16h 18m 29s
[font "tempus sans itc" So he wouldn't see this woman very much. Seeing as she only working over nights a couple times a week. He was okay with that. He wouldn't mind getting to know her either though. The reason he felt slightly drawn to her, was because of her eyes. The way they locked on his, and he felt a small smirk pass over his face. He made sure to keep his eyes locked on her's as she spoke. When she asked if he had any type of experience he nodded a bit. [#A2C4CF "I used to be a bar tender"]]

[font "tempus sans itc" [#A2C4CF "Not many people would believe it, but a really good friend of mine had a really nice bar. He offered me the job right then and there. So I knew how to mix the drinks right, and I even made my own drinks that the customer's loved. My friend loved that fact too, he was just bummed that I wouldn't tell him what was in it"] he said with a small laugh. He wasn't meaning to talk so much about himself, but this was the perfect timing. He did miss bar tending more than anything.]

[font "tempus sans itc" [#A2C4CF "As for only working together a couple times a week, I'm okay with. Sometimes I like being on my own, it keeps my mind busy, ya know?"] he said lightly. He felt someone come up behind him, and she grabbed his ass. He looked over his shoulder and he looked deep into a pair of hazel eyes. [b "Well if it isn't some fresh meat. Pho, you haven't broken him in yet have you?"] the woman cooed. Maxim was slightly taken a back at the boldness of the woman behind him.]

[font "tempus sans itc" He could tell she was on something, but that didn't bother him at all. [#A2C4CF "Sweetheart, no one has to break me in. Is there anything I can get you though?"] he asked as he turned around, so her hands weren't on his ass anymore. She looked up at him, and licked her lips lightly. [b "Oh honey, I would love to get you into my bed. The things I could do to you"] she said with a giggle. Yes, she was on something, and the male had to fight the urge to laugh out loud.]

[font "tempus sans itc" He turned to Pho with a helpless look on her face. [#A2C4CF "Will you get her some water and lemon's? I'm going to take her to a table, and see if I can bring her out of whatever she's taken"] he said. He then turned to the woman, who had pretty much latched herself onto his side. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders, and led he to a table in the back corner. He could feel people watching them, but he wasn't worried about that. He was worried about the woman he was holding onto.]

[font "tempus sans itc" As they were walking, she swayed a bit, and her free hand went to her forehead. [b "I don't feel so good"] she breathed out. The male helped her into a booth, and he hurried back to the bar. He went behind the counter, grabbed a bucket, filled up a glass of ice and another glass of water, telling Pho to forget about it. He grabbed a lemon, and a knife as well. He then made his way back to the table. A man was standing there over the woman. He shook his head as he shoved the man aside.]

[font "tempus sans itc" [#A2C4CF "Nothing to see here, get the fuck away"] he snapped. The man was slightly startled but walked off. Maxim sat down and he grabbed some napkins, put ice in them and started placing them onto her forehead, and neck. She let out a low moan at the cold upon her skin. He placed the glass of water down, and then grabbed the knife. He slowly cut up the lemon, and the smell made him wrinkle his nose. He hated lemon's with a passion. Right now, the woman was more important that that smell.]

[font "tempus sans itc" [#A2C4CF "Put this in your mouth a moment, then drink some water"] he told her. The woman did as she was told, and in about fifteen minutes she looked over at him, and her face flushed red. [b "I am so sorry.. I don't know what came over me"] she said lightly. The male broke out into a smile and shrugged a bit. [#A2C4CF "It's alright darling, are you feeling better?"] he asked her. She nodded lightly. [b "Much better, thank you"] she breathed. He waited to make sure she was before standing.]

[font "tempus sans itc" He could feel people watching him, and he looked at Pho and shrugged a bit. [#A2C4CF "Did I do something wrong? Everyone's watching me.."] he said lightly. He didn't like being watched. He felt like people were judging him, or they were slowly figuring out that he was a killer. He did have a new victim in mind though, he just hoped she would be around when he got off work. He looked at the woman before him, and waited for her reply, feeling like a total idiot.]
  {ѕecreтѕ} / MoonBird- / 16d 18h 59m 47s
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[tab ] [b [i "In more recent news, police have officially marked the 'Lady Killer' case as postponed in order to save police resources as the killer has seemingly disappeared for good. This is the man who most recently murdered a young woman in her own home six months ago, slitting her throat and seemingly interrupted in disemboweling her bodily organs. More news on the story tonight, but as always, if you or someone you know has any tips or information on the killer's potential whereabouts, call-"]]

[tab ] Persephone Kaylx shut off the television sitting on her bedroom dresser, tossing the remote aside as she sat down to put on a pair of thick black tights that were a part of her bartender's uniform for the bar she worked in. Standing up and shimmying into a black skirt to match that came just above her knees and sitting back down to put on her wedged boot-like black shoes.

[tab ] She had had enough of hearing constantly about this silly 'Lady Killer' that had been capturing the attention of the media over the past few months. The one that was just ballsy enough to nearly get captured by the police during his last murder but had somehow still managed to get away. And by gods- did the media [i love] the ones that got away- it was one of those things that let her know that deep inside of everyone there was a hunter, tracking down their prey. The tracking of criminals was simply the more socially acceptable version of it.

[tab ] There was no way he was going to stay gone for long, especially not now that the police had dropped the investigation for the time being. She was practically willing to pay good money to be that in the next month or two he'd strike again-- the urge would simply get too strong. And she knew plenty about that urge. She grabbed a sharpie off the side table and traced over the faded mark on her left palm right at the base of her thumb that was washing off in the shower. Her own fun little game.

[tab ] [i "Pho, don't you know that's that symbol that's been on those murder victims?"] Her concerned friends would ask, to which she would innocently reply, [i "It's the symbol of Hades though-- It's always given me luck to hopefully find the one, ya know?"] It was true-- hell, she'd get a tattoo of the symbol if she wasn't more self-preserving than that- she knew better than to mark herself with anything permanent to connect herself to her string of murders. Getting up, she headed into the living room to grab her coat off the chair and look around for her keys and apron, taking a quick stop by the mirror to make certain that her hair and makeup hadn't been too mussed by her slipping on her work shirt. She practiced a sweet smile in the mirror, and made sure her lipstick hadn't transferred onto her teeth.

[tab ] Keys in bag, apron in hand, she headed out the door of her apartment and off to work.

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[tab ] She had always prided herself on being able to see the darkness in others; after all, she had it within herself. And perhaps it was a just a little twisted, but Persephone let the fact that she murdered abusers help her sleep just a little better at night. Not that she had ever really felt remorse for her victims, her actions... The night was full of dark people, and her work at the bar did nothing more than to allow her the chance to see them just a bit easier. They were the men who thought she didn't see them slip something into a lady friend's drink, the woman who bought another round of shots for the freshly twenty one year old man and his equally young friends despite the fact they really didn't need them, the ones who's partner was wearing long sleeves despite the hot weather.

[tab ] Taking her time mixing drinks and pouring beers, Persephone had her eye on a man who she had seen many, many times in the bars around her-- even going so far as to come to shows she had been performing in recently-- watching her from afar and getting a good idea of her work schedule. But she knew precisely what she was doing-- she had planned to take a closing shift the next night and linger perhaps just a [i little] too long in the dark parking lot as she walked out to her car. He certainly must feel like a sly fox, tracking and hunting down a bird for his prey. A pity that she was a wolf, and not a bird.

[tab ] She pretended not to take notice of him, instead keeping her ears keen on the sound of footsteps coming back from the office. Diana and a man she recognized as being relatively new to the area had gone back about an hour ago for an interview, surely this was them returning to the main portion of the bar with the results of it.

[tab ] [i [b "Pho, this is Maxim, you'll be training him before you leave tonight."]] Diana said, bringing over a man perhaps a few years older than herself she recognized from a few shifts at the bar over the past weeks. Something within Maxim drew her focus to him, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was. The few times she'd seen him within the bar before, she had only taken a moment or two to look him over, to try to get a gauge on who he was. Nice, yes-- honestly that was the thing that made her mistrust him, it always seemed that these dark people were "oh so [i nice]". The more terrifying thing to her was simply-- what if he really [i was] nice, an actual, genuinely nice man... and she was drawn to him for actual ... attraction.

[tab ] It seemed preposterous.

[tab ] [b [i "Looks like you are stuck with me for awhile tonight."]] He said, causing her focus to shift back to him as he placed his hands within his pockets. Her eyes flicked from his hands to his eyes, taking a brief second meet his eyes and study them through her eyelashes-- she'd found that people often avoided the eye contact-- she was interested in seeing how he reacted.

[tab ] [+darkgoldenrod [b "I suppose that I am,"]] she replied; letting the corners of her mouth tug into a gentle smile that seemed rarer than it truly was. She finished up pouring the drink she was making for a patron, finishing the glass with a slice of lime hung neatly on the side. [+darkgoldenrod [b "My shifts vary a bit, but I wouldn't be too terribly surprised if we work alongside each other two or three times a week."]]

[tab ] She shifted her posture into something softer and moved her hair back out of her face, letting her hand linger through her hair looking to him. [+darkgoldenrod [b "So Maxim. You have any [i experience] with handling this sort of thing?"]] She asked, bringing her hand back down as her palm itched slightly, reminding her again of her impending [i need]. There was already a new victim lined up-- one she planned to strike tomorrow night-- but the darkness in her couldn't resist in the very least seeing if this pretty boy was worth her time even if he probably wasn't.

[tab ] But wouldn't it be lovely to make him scream?
]]
  |Persephone Kaylx| / DanceMyDear / 21d 15h 44m 15s
[center [b [font "tempus sans itc" [u Six Months Ago.]]]]

[font "tempus sans itc" [i Drip... Drop... Drip... Drop...] the sound of the blood hitting the plastic seemed to make the male smirk a bit. The woman that was hanging before him, made him feel like he had won something amazing. He didn't know what it was, but there was something there. Something dangerous was lurking inside of his mind, and he sure as hell wasn't about to let that slip away. He was kind of surprised when the woman had accepted him. She had been drunk off her ass though, and that had been the perfect timing for him. He had swooped in and wooed her.]

[font "tempus sans itc" At first she didn't know what was happening, they had been busy making out, and somehow he had tucked her into the his truck, and he had gotten her address out of her. Once they were in her apartment, he was still working his magic. She hadn't realized that her apartment was covered in plastic either. She just let it slip aside, but she just wanted him. The way he made her feel was something she hadn't felt before. [b "You really are perfect you know that?"] she muttered lightly.]

[font "tempus sans itc" The male couldn't help but smile down at her. [#A2C4CF "Well thank you darling, just remember that in a few moments"] he cooed into her ear. She was about to say something else, when he pulled her against his chest, and then slit her throat. The shock in her eyes made him smirk a bit more. Seeing the light slowly start draining from her eyes, made him feel slightly better as well. He lowered her limp body to the floor, and then he slowly got to work, as her blood dripped from her throat.]

[font "tempus sans itc" He watched as she tried to stop him, but her life was ebbing away, and that made him shiver. He hadn't seen something like this in ages. It was somewhat peaceful for him. He licked his lips, as he started cutting into her skin. Pretty soon he had her hanging from the ceiling as well, and he was doing an amazing job. As he was cutting out her heart, his phone buzzed in his pocket. He groaned lightly, and wiped his hands on his jeans, and pulled his phone out, checking the caller ID. Why the fuck was Dillon calling him?]

[font "tempus sans itc" [#A2C4CF "Hello?"] he answered. [b "Finally I got the right fucking number. Dude, you need to get the fuck outta that apartment. The cops were called, and now they are heading there. Don't ask how I know you are there, just do it"] click... Maxim was slightly confused, and he sighed lightly. Dillon wasn't someone to pull his leg either. He knew that the male spoke the truth. He had to hurry, and get the place cleaned up. He sighed lightly, running a hand over his face. This was bad, and he knew it.]

[font "tempus sans itc" He looked up at the dead girl, and shook his head lightly. [#A2C4CF "It was nice meeting you darling, thank you for a fun evening"] he said in a cold dead voice. He didn't know how long he had. He just knew he had to get a move on, and that's all that mattered. He cleaned up the plastic in the whole apartment, shoved it all into a bag, and then bleached the whole place. He knew the cops would know someone had been here. They hadn't caught him yet, and he wasn't about to let them either.]

[font "tempus sans itc" He'd been doing this for years, and he knew how to keep his tracks covered. He took one last look at his handy work, and then used a pair of gloves to lock the apartment door, and then he slipped out into the hallway. He went straight to the stairs, and slung the bags over his shoulders. He was finally done here. He was now heading to a different city. Another place where no one would know him. That's how he liked it though. Going to a small town, and then causing hell.]

[font "tempus sans itc" He ducked his head, shoved his gloved hands into his pockets, and slipped out into the night. The moment the door opened, he heard the sirens, and saw the red and blue lights. He was going to make it, but barely. He walked down the street towards his truck. The moment he was behind the wheel, he tossed the bags into the passenger seat, started the truck up, and pulled away from the curb. Leaving another town in ruin. He smirked lightly looking into the rear view mirror. [#A2C4CF "Good bye my love"] he muttered heading towards the freeway.]

[center [b [font "tempus sans itc" [u Present Day.]]]]

[font "tempus sans itc" Smoke billowed between the male's lips as he looked out the window of his small house. He had found the house shortly after he had come into the town six months ago. He had kept a low profile, and now it was time he got out there, found a job, and blended in a bit more. He had looked like the normal single guy, who just moved into town well. He couldn't get his last kill off his mind though. The way the woman looked hanging there, and he smirked a bit, putting the cigarette between his lips.]

[font "tempus sans itc" He had seen the news, and he couldn't help but laugh at the name they were calling him. [i The Lady Killer] wasn't something he liked, and he knew he would have to change that up a bit. He would have to kill a couple of men, to make the cops call him something else, but at the moment he really didn't care. He rolled his eyes lightly, as he watched the sun rising over the peaks of the mountains. The small town felt like home for him. He sighed and took another drag.]

[font "tempus sans itc" A couple minutes later, her stubbed the smoke out, and then pushed himself away from the mirror. He might as well get a shower, and get ready to go. He needed to find a job, and he needed one now. There was one place he felt like would be a good match for him. A bar in town, where during the day it was family friendly, and then at night it was pure adult. No children were allowed after nine at night. That would be the perfect place for him, and he knew he could get the job right away.]

[font "tempus sans itc" He wasn't gonna lie though, there was a woman who worked there as well. He had seen her a couple of times, she wasn't that much younger than he was, and she was beautiful too. He wondered if she would be his next victim. A small smirk passed over his lips at the thought. That would be interesting to see. Maybe she would be. He sighed as he walked into the bathroom, took a quick shower and made sure he looked nice for the day. He knew he would woo the owner of the bar too.]

[font "tempus sans itc" When he was ready, he added some aftershave, and then he was finally ready to go. He made sure he had his keys, along with his phone. He walked out to his beat up truck, slid in behind the wheel, and started it up. The bar wasn't that far, but he wasn't in the mood to walk. He would be leaving town anyway after he got the job. He would need the truck then. As the bar came into view, he checked himself in the mirror, and knew he looked perfectly fine.]

[font "tempus sans itc" He pulled into the parking lot, shut the car off, and climbed out. He walked into the bar, and noticed that they were somewhat dead. He spotted the woman who wasn't much older than him, and he bowed his head towards her. That's when he heard his name being called. The owner knew him, because of her husband. He walked over and hugged the woman. [#A2C4CF "Good morning Diana. How are you?"] he asked her. [b "Doing well, come with me"] she said, and led him into the back. He wasn't about to tell this woman no anytime soon.]

[font "tempus sans itc" The interview took about an hour, and he was hired on the spot. She reached out and shook his head. [b "Welcome to the team, I'll have you training with Persephone for the day"] she said. The two walked back out onto the floor, and he spotted the woman again. He finally had a name to the beautiful face. The two walked up, and Diana crossed her arms over her chest. [b "Pho, this is Maxim, you'll be training him before you leave tonight"] was all she said. She didn't take no for an answer.]

[font "tempus sans itc" When she turned and left them alone, the male turned towards the other, and smiled a bit. [#A2C4CF "Looks like you are stuck with me for awhile tonight"] he said, with a sheepish smile. He shoved his hands into his pockets, and waited for the woman to say something towards him.]
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