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 Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2007 12:03 pm
Erebus gasped, a werewolf he thought, in my castle? he was shocked. He turned to Lady Nyx with hatred in his eyes, "You did this...you worthless whore." His eyes flashed angerily and he moved closer to her.
Nyx was ready for him, she had her dagger drawn. She looked to Derryk and John and could only hope that they'd let her live after tonight.
"Oh ho...you think you can fight me and win? I doubt it" Erebus knocked the dagger from her hand with a quick flick. Her scream was enough for him to know she'd be an easy kill.
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2007 1:12 pm
Derryk stood back, against the wall, looking up at John and the act of--dare he say it--friendship he had just committed. He could drool later, he needed to take this son of a b***h down first.
"Don't call my girl a whore," Derryk said, taking his own dagger and slashing it sideways, aiming for the head vampire's ribcage.
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2007 5:13 pm
The werewolf joined the onslaught, fangs bared and claws revealed. His physical appearance hadn't finished transforming, but that didn't stop John from handing Erebus an attempted bite to the face, aiming directly at the eyes. Clothes were breaking apart from his body, fur covering most of his skin.
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Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2007 6:51 pm
Lady Nyx flattened herself against the wall. She watched the fight unfold in front of her as if she were not even part of it. She started to slink away into the shadows when she heard Erebus' voice. "NYX Dammit GET over here and HELP me fight. Don't you dare leave me now..." Nyx was unsure what to do. She had spent so many years with Erebus, but lately had grown tired of being his toy, at his beck and call whenever he wanted her but not being able to get him to come to her when she wanted. However, her lover, Derryk, now had shown an interesting side, his 'friend' being a werewolf...that wouldn't do either, now would it, she thought to herself. She knew what she needed to do. There was only one way to take care of it all. She rushed to the cabinet down the hall and grabbed out a large hunting rifle with two bullets. Maybe, just maybe, she and Derryk could finally be together. She rushed down toward the fight again and loaded the gun.
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Posted: Sun Nov 04, 2007 6:19 am
Blood always felt warmer when it wasn't your own, Derryk thought as he felt the violent fluid oozing and slapping across his palms. And how black it looked lit only by gleaming fangs and torchlight.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 5:20 am
Erebus slashed out at the lycan, "You beast get out of my presence!" He shouted slashing at him with his sword.
Nyx handed the gun to Derryk, "There's two bullets in there" she whispered.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 4:34 pm
Between the two of them, there was a dance of antagonists. While Erebus was moving violently with the sharpened weapon, John did his best to hold the vampire down. Blood dribbled from his fangs, slid from his lips and hit the floor swiftly. "Oo eet!" He commanded, his speech labored from the hand he was so firmly clamped down on.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 4:35 pm
He had no feelings of tenderness or warmth or anything that stopped him from barking at her, "Well then use them!"
From the corner of his eye he saw the sword flash in John's direction. A cry of alarm rose in his throat like so much coughed blood.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 5:20 pm
(( ;D Can I has death nao plox? And how should we kill me?))
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 7:24 pm
(((I have two bullets my friend...one for you and one for Erebus....how shall you prefer?)))))
Nyx's eyes flashed with fury at Derryk's response to her, she muttered, "I meant for you to use them but if you won't..." She fired at Erebus as the sword went down. It hit him square in the chest. His eyes widened as he realized that his own wife just killed him. She smiled at him and whispered, "To hell with you..."
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 1:06 pm
Derryk imagined how delicious it must taste to have killed that b*****d; he should have taken her advice. Still if there was any life left in the vampire lord, Derryk knew he would feel this: the plunging of his dagger into Erebus' gut. Pointless as it may have been, it felt marvelous.
[Um okay who should shoot him? Erebus back-from-the-dead style or one of us?]
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 1:11 pm
(((I'm the vamp...I'd be the one who'd be hating on the werewolf...Although he's going to want to keep you away from Nyx if he survives...soooo.....))))
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2007 10:18 am
[[John, you have a preference?]]
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 6:28 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 5:18 pm
((My apologies for randomly poofing again. I don't really have a preference, though bloodspatter would be rather nice.))
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