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 Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 8:55 am
Mara smiled as she watched him. "Thank you for the offer." she said smiling. "But there is a certain way that I prefer my blood." she shook the topic off.
"Yes, that would be lovely. I am curious about your powers of transformation. And please let me know if I ask too much questions." She said smiling as she sat back and watched Zack.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 9:04 am
Sairen arched herself baring her sharp teeth. Her child was hungry, so she didn't care who she killed.She quickled picked up the male with her tail and slammed him against the wall. the woman screamed and backed up quickly.
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Scythemaster Deatharte Crew
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 9:05 am
Zack smiled. "Alright... uh... which one should I use?" He asked himself. "I'd better go with the easiest." He then transformed into his Coyote form. He grew a few feet taller, and his muscles expanded. He looked almost like a werewolf in a Garou form... except that Zack was a Coyote. "Don't worry... I have other things I can turn into if you don't like this one." He said, gesturing to himself and his now furry form. His words had a slight growl to them, but he managed to speak quite well, considering that he now had a coyote's muzzle. "So... how do I look?" He asked with a wag of his furry tail.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 9:11 am
Mara smiled as she stood up from her seat. "You make a very nice coyote." she said smiling as she held her hands behind her. She wanted to pet his fur, it looks very soft. "That is quite impressive, how can you talk so clearly?"
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Scythemaster Deatharte Crew
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 9:19 am
"I've had a lot of prakice." He said. "But is is really harrr... See whad I mean?" He said with a laugh. "Its sometimes hard to pronounce words right." He said to her. "This is my easiest form to take... as well as the safest one I can take. I can stay like this as long as I want, and can turn back to human me effortlessly. In fact one time when I was younger I forgot to turn back... it caused a lot of trouble." Said with a laugh.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 9:24 am
Eve followed intently, golden eyes keen on finding pray. "Well it is a pleasure to meet you, Sairen. The same for your little Tori." she spoke quietly, before recognizing what the Naga was targeting. Eve took a few silent steps back. "They are innocents; I cannot partake of them. Even as an undead fiend, I must contain morality."
Though the minute she saw the mortal female turn to run, she knew there was no alternative. Grabbing the woman swiftly by the shoulder, Eve exacted the woman's life; effortlessly snapping her neck. "I'm sorry, my dear. We cannot have you mortals knowing of your existence, now can we?" Eve spoke softly, letting the woman's lifeless form fall to the ground. "This is your child's meal, I assume?"
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Aya und Wolf Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 9:54 am
Arzachel had been watching the Eve and the Naga, take down the two humans. Well, well. What have we here? A Naga? I guess this night is not so boring. He said as he started to walk toward them. His golden eyes glowing under his dark hood. He stopped near where the the two were and said. "Beautiful night isn't it?" He said it casually, as if what was occurring was nothing out of the ordinary. Though it was partially true that is wasn't. After all, Arzachel often fed off of humans, though he didn't use blood to gain his sustenance any longer.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 10:09 am
Eve turned from the mortal corpse, eyes still gleaming in lieu of bloodlust. "Indeed it is." she said, eying the newcomer. "Are you out for the hunt as well, good Sir?" Eve gave a smirk, admiring his own glaring eyes.
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Aya und Wolf Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 10:20 am
Mara giggled. "Yes, I could see how that would be a problem. Do you play around as a coyote often?" Mara asked interested in the shape shifting. "What does it feel like when you're changing form one creature to the other?" Mara was the same as her father at this point, she too asked a lot of questions.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 10:37 am
The Naga lifted her head to look at the male. "Nothing in this place is out of the ordinary, including this night" She pulled the dead man close so that her child could eat while still on her back. Tori ripped at the man's flesh with her little baby teeth fiercely, tearing it and eating quickly, blood staining what was visible of her face.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 11:09 am
While walking out of the church Vincents vision began to blur as he stumbled onward he felt his skin crawling and began to smell iron in the air.
As he followed not realizing what he was following as if in a daze, regardless he quickly awoke from it when he saw a dead body, a woman, a man, and a giant snake.
The shock on his face was indescribable as he suddenly felt what little warmth remained in his body dissipate. "what the hell is this, who or...what are you people?!"
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 11:58 am
Leon scowled as his ruby colored eyes followed after the man that had taken it upon himself to walk Ollie home. He felt disturbed. Once the man was far enough away, Leon gracefully jumped from the building he had been using as a perch and swiftly jumped into the shadows on a side of the small house. Through a window, he saw Ollie, who walked over to her grandmothers sleeping form on the couch. Ollie croushes and gently wakes her grandmother. With a start, she wakes moving back from whom ever woke her up. Urgently she whispers, "Ollie, is that you?"
"No, I'm an angel." Ollie says sarcastically. Her grandmother places a hand over her heart, recognizing the voice, then looks at the younger girl disdainfully.
"Don't use that lip with me. Where have you been? I was so worried." Her shaky, withered hand moves to cup the younger girls face. Ollie's hand moves over her grandmothers and she smiles apologetically.
"Sorry. I know you were worried, but you're not going to believe this." Ollie starts, excitement rising in her voice.
"You'd better hope I do or you're in trouble." Her grandmother sits upright and Ollie moves onto a cushion. She begins telling her grandmother about Eve and Sairen and her walk home with Somni. Leon grows bored of this. He's annoyed at himself and his idiot daughter. He watches over her like property and nothing more. Nothing and no one would ever harm her. It would be a insult to him if that happened. He looks over his daughter, barely being able to see any resemblance of himself within her. So much like her mother, he thinks, Perhaps a little prettier. Thanks to me.
He focuses back in the window to see both women going to bed shutting off lights until the house was silent. Why am I standing out here like a thief? I shouldn't have to do this.... Maybe it's time I make myself a little more important in Ollie's life... a sneer crosses darkly over his face.
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Aya und Wolf Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 1:38 pm
Eve gave the dark haired man an awkward stare. "And just how many of you are there? Is the entire city intent on meeting me this very night?" she glowered at him in annoyance. "And dare you ask who I am? Walking onto the scene as if you're fit to be here." she cocked her head slightly, observing his form. Certainly appears human, but that glare, a young immortal, surely. She then looked down, to watch Tori ravenously tear into mortal flesh, her own hunger building. "The sun will appear soon, and I will not feed from that thing." Eve glanced with repugnance at the dead female. "Excuse me Sir." she bowed to the elder Nosferatu, not intent on offending him "I must assure my own needs are satiated. If anyone is joining, I suggest you move now." she spoke with demand, walking indifferently past her younger immortal brethren.
Adelle walked though Laytham's streets...lost; an odd occurrence for a vampire. She was however, young, and had yet to hone her skills. Her skin still held the color of a mortal's, though her pale gray eyes shone with the ferocity of a preternatural. She kept an even pace along the crowded walkway. Occasionally, the glare of a Lycan would meet her, though here, in the midst of hum of night life, she was safe. The one agreement all races had; no violence amid the mortal species. She kept on track, searching out the North Valley hospital; home to Mara's father, Cooro. Ah, how long it's been since I've seen my good friend. It will be fantastic to see le petit cher. A smile grew across her pastel lips.
(( Le petit cher - the small dear. ))
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 6:06 pm
So the question of the hour, who was less likely to kill him, he had no idea what they were but something about them felt right, but he wasn't about to take his chances with this group, or try to motion past them.
So he took what seemed the safe route and followed the woman.
He turned and then ran after her not looking back at the rest of them "Hey wait up, my apologies that was a rude introduction, my eyes aren't yet accustomed to such sights though I assume they may soon be." His face took a sterner expression. "My name is Vincent Grant."
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 8:45 pm
Cooro fell back in his chair. For a moment he leaned forward, his elbows resting on the desktop as he rubbed his face and eyes. That last surgery had been a bad one, particularly difficult to go through. Cooro lifted a plastic cup to his lips and sipped at the cool liquid inside. The rest of the blood bag remained in the small fridge in the back of his office. The drink soothed his churning stomach.
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