Vampiric city

[Unique Flavor]

Before going to the tavern, Persayis stopped by the blacksmith to see if her sword was ready earlier than predicted. After finding out that it wasn't, she exited the shop and continued to walk towards the tavern. I feel sort of foolish for revealing my face for everybody to see. I thought I was suppose to be laying low. Well I guess I won't leave the tavern at all except to pick my sword up. the vampire thought then released a small sigh just as she reached the tavern. Suddenly, just as Persayis reached to open the entrance door, something appeared next to her that she saw from the corner of her eye. She quickly turned to face it and saw that it was some sort of large wild black cat. "A panther..." she mummbled. She didn't know how she knew that, but she just knew. The large black cat nodded slightly then let out a enormous roar. Without warning it charged at Persayis. For some odd reason, she couldn't move, but it was even more odd that she didn't want to move. When the panther made impact, nothing happened, it just appeared to sink into her and disappear. For a few moments, the vampire was in a trance, but was soon pulled away from it when a man stood in front of her, cleared his throat very loudly, wanting to get by. Blinking she looked at the man and shook her head slightly. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to block your entry." she said while moving aside. The other rolled his eyes and entered the tavern. Persayis stood there looking at her hands, wondering if that could be her totem. She had seen other's transform into animals, but always thought that she never had one. After the shock had settled she straightened herself and stepped into the tavern, heading right for the stairs that lead to the rooms.

 

[PuppyVampire]

she standing at the entrance, leaned against the wall... She sniffed the air, hissed a bird like hiss only heard when said bird finds her mate eating her chicks, or worse, and convinced of many things to hold against this woman, stalked after her, not at all discretly, or covertly. She once again knew not nor to notice then other woman on the hunt, she knew not to bring ghosts to be seen. She knew,e woman wished or thought it worth it, she would follow, appearing as she wished. She knew this was the woman, she knew this woman would die, she knew a great many of things. Her fingers extented, flexing and her metalic clawes clicked, this was her only warning after her prveious hiss, the locking of this form's talons. She was ready to rip and tear flesh, she was hungry for it, thristy for blood of her own kind, the only source for this was her marks.  

[Unique Flavor]

Just as Persayis put one foot on the wooden steps, she heard, from across the room, some sort of hiss that usually comes from hostile birds. She froze and listened closer, now able to hear the clicking of sharp nails, almost like talons. Suddenly the thought of the raven flying over the wall, after the human she had set free, came into mind. Instead of turning to see the person making these noises, she continued up the steps and into the hallway that contained many doors to the tavern's rooms. As soon as Persayis was out of sight, she pressed her back against a wall and began to breath heavily. I have to get out of here. she thought then looked around quickly. At the end of the hall there was a window that was just big enough for two people to fit through at one time. Since she was on the second floor it would be risky for her to jump from such a high place. How am I going to get down there? Persayis asked herself while staring at the window. A low growl echoed through her mind, the same growl that had come from the cat earlier. "My totem..." she mummbled softly under her breath. Now all she had to do was figure out how to transform, which seemed difficult for her at the time.

 

[SporkLazer]

The redhead sneered at the raven, and made her way to the stairs. Any sympathiser would have a room by now, would be lying low. So she simply had to look through the rooms... and kill whoever she found. On the second floor, she just knocked lightly at each door. The first few were empty, however, but she didn't stop.  

[PuppyVampire]

She reached th top of the stair. Her eyes scanned the halls. Looking for the woman she could smell. She thrust her left hand into the wall, it fell in to her talons. She was using it to try and scare the animal from hiding and get her to run, and then... become cuaght and tried.... or killed.  

[Unique Flavor]

The first noise Persayis heard was the knocking on the room doors and was soon followed by a loud thump and the wall crumbling. 'Don't move, don't move...' she repeated to herself within her head, convincing herself not to move even though she was frightened. She glanced at the window again and began to concentrate. ' Come on, you can do it. Just transform, do it now. Come on! NOW!' The vampire pushed herself and finally, something inside her felt abnormal and strange. Persayis hunched over on all fours with her back arched slightly and her eyes tightly closed. Her hands and feet began to change and were soon in the shape of cat claws and covered in black hair. That was then followed by her legs and arms changing and lastly her face grew a muzzle and cat ears came out of her head. After a few more moments she was fully transformed into her totem and her eyes opened, revealing large bright yellow eyes, ones that belonged to a panther. Without wasting another second she ran from around the corner towards the window at the end of the hall and leaped up into the air, through the glass. Some of it cut her but she ignored it as she soared in the air for a couple of seconds before hitting the ground on her feet with a large thump. Some dust rose from the ground from the impact. She looked over her shoulder at the window and let out a small growl. Persayis turned back around and began running as fast as possible in the opposite direction of the tavern. ' I have to find some place... someone to help me!' she thought as the panther continued to run down the street.

 

[PuppyVampire]

She saw, the panther and knew it could only be her, and if it wasn't... it would still make a good meal for her. He flexed her hand once more and her talons reracted back into their place. She ran towards the window leaning towards it, into it falling forward and letting her feet come up from the ground behind her. letting herself soar and change as she did so. she was a raven as she exited the window, following a black blur of fur on the ground, there was seemingly no wind, but the updrafts and heated winds let her glide and kept her up on her flight above her food as she stalked it in the darkened sky. She was exteremely annoied that her meal was putting up such a chase.

Senther, awoke on his desk. He was a tid bit angry at himself for allowing himself to sleep. And decided a walk would be a good idea... He left his house, it was on the tid fringe of night were it is not dark or light.  

[SporkLazer]

The redheaded woman rushed into the room behind the other, swearing softly as she spotted the broken window. She stepped over to it and gazed down to the street, sighing softly. It looked like she would be heading back to her employer. A rondom lead, putting up this much of a fight? Not worth it. She readjusted her clothing and left the inn, rushing off to collect her pay for the death of this... Senther fellow.  

[Unique Flavor]

Breathing heavily, paws hitting the ground and pushing off hard, the panther glanced over it's shoulder and let out a slight growl when it spotted the raven following closely behind. She tried her best to pick up the pace even though she was becoming somewhat tired. 'Keep on going. Run fast. Come on, you can do it. she kept reassuring herself within her mind. While trying to encourage it's self to run faster, she began to think of another plan. Maybe a place to hide, maybe there was someone like her that could be of help. Her chance of escaping was becoming slimmer with each passing second and breath. She must hurry and figure out something besides running away or she will be meal for someone of her own kind.

[[writer's block... >.<]]

 

[SporkLazer]

As the day was growing late, the woman decided to return home. She would collect her pay in the morning. She walked the streets slowly, ignoring those around her. She lived in a home for other like herself, others who lived outside the law, outside the society. There were many who sheltered there, and she knew so few of them, by looks or by names.

As she walked, she wished she had at least seen this human sympathiser, wish she had a face to hunt, instead of a the vague description provided by a rambling mad-woman.  

[PuppyVampire]

A light from the moutian, who's shadow's tip only ever reached the city, thos was something she had been awaiting for a time... Too long to see, and she broke persuit of the human lover, and flew then towards it. This was not as important and couldwait or be some one else's problem. she was not going to be here any longer to see which it would be, or hand it over to any one else, as she had tried to do to the ghost woman... no luck there though eh?

Senther saw a shadow black as night should be rushing towards him... she side steppedits path though stuck out a cane in its path, hoping to trip it up a bit atleast in the hopes.  

[Unique Flavor]

The panther continued to run along the streets, but when it peered over it's shoulder once more, the pursuer was gone. Before she could turn her full attention to the path ahead, it was too late. She had tripped over something that had been put in her path. The next thing she knew she let out a large roar and stumbled and rolled on the ground twice then slid on her stomach, comming to a halt. The animal was shocked for a few moments, but then came to it's senses. 'What the hell happened?!' She asked herself. The panther growled softly as it rose to it's feet slowly, somewhat in pain from the fall.

 

[PuppyVampire]

He let a quick and playful smirk cross his face, as a child might have after pulling a prank or taking a pup home to have it said 'Yes, you can keep 'im' or some such thing. He pulled his cane in and swiveled. His fake eye Stared straight through her, or into her very soul, a very hard thing to tell with him. His real one looked anbd scaned the felled feline. He stood above her, but at the same time it seemed they were on equal ground. As if she was in human form and he was eye to eye with her in a threatening manner but was not truely there to summit her to it.  

[Unique Flavor]

The man standing over her caught her eye and she quickly shot up firmly back on her feet and faced the man with a cold and angry glare. The panther let out a belly deep roar in anger, as if saying 'How dare you trip me' or 'Who do you think you are!?' What ever she was saying, it was obviously in a furious tone of voice. Her eyes met his as she continued to glare. Her breathing was heavy for she was tired from running and now her leg was in slight pain because of this man's childish prank of tripping her.

 

[PuppyVampire]

He looked down on her with an ariogent spark to him facial extior. He let out a bit of a chuckle which was half that she fell, and half that she was not human, and didn't seem to have control. He turned his back to her, still in utter arogenance. But he had a slow pace, seeming not to want to get too far from her to quick, rubbinging it in? or knowing something about her she did not even yet.