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her back hit the ground hard, but she knew how to retaliate. she pressed her palms firmly on the ground, her other half taking over, and experiencing an intense adrenaline rush. she pushed herself up so she was almost in a hand stand, and scissor-kicked Jayda in the jaw, then flipping herself forward, kicking her again in the same way with her back foot, spinning around and doing the same with her front, then spinning again, and kicking her once more with her back foot. As a lightning fast reaction, she slammed her fist hard into her stomach. She was glad there wasn't a full moon.

Jay groaned in agony, making her thick, upper and lower fangs highly visible. hshe burst her eyes open, and gave her the most threatening look she possibly could, the veins in her hand rippling, as if growing more into her arm, as if she wre changing, and ripped the blad out of her shoulder, grasping Jayda's foot with one hand, and the sickle handl ewith the other. She brought the closest leg to the hand that was holding jayda's leg, over it, and pulled back on her kneecap until she heard a snap. then tore the chain out of her opponents hand andslid the tip of the blade diagonally accross her chest.

Jay fell backwards, right on her a** and watched the vampire skitter off. She let her leave, knowing that she was in pain. Jay sat up, and then stood up, holding her shoulder, and pressing two fingers into it, as it started to heal itself. she picked up her jacket, and walked casually, and slowly, back to the apartments.
((you too, night))

Jay leaned against a wall in a back alleyway, and sunk down, still pressing her fingers into her shoulder wound. That vampire was definatly a death dealer, and she knew that. she was being hunted again, but she got away again and that was what mattered. Her nose had healed itself already, so she wjiped as much of the dried blood as she could from under it, then looked over to her shoulder. It was torn to bloody shreds. it looked as if it were a slice of fresh meat, cut from an animal with the heart still attached, how vial it was almsot made her sick, not to mention shudder in agony, holding in the familiar cries. she waited there, as the blood rinsed her arm.

A spectator found her. A man, walking buy. He was older, of coarse, much older, a family man maybe. He carryed a brief case, and wore a suit, his head was balding but he looked entirelly hamrless. When he found Jay sitting there, she could instantly smell the innocence and human blood rushing through him. It had been so long. "good heavens child" he said to her, stopping abruptly. "what on earth happened to you? how did you get here? that looks terrible, you must get to the hospital immediatly, come along now!" he leaned down and pulled her up by her hand, and she just stood there, her fingers released from her wound. She stared at him.
"are you alright miss? you look a little dazed. how old are you anyway, you don't look older than thirteen, boy" this man was concerned, and the fact that he thought jay was a boy made her even more delighted to have him. In one clean swip, with her healthy arm she grabbed him by the throat. He struggled. "wh-what are you doing, l-let go!" he protested, squeezing her wrist, she felt it, but not much. she looked at him with hungry eyes, and bared her fangs, unlike a vampire's fangs, she had both upper and lower, and she growled. The man tried to scream, but it was muffle by his contracting throat.

She stood behind him, and tore his head to the side, plunging her fangs deep into his neck. He tried desperatly to get her off of him, but she still stood there, and of caorse he was bent backwards because of Jay's height. she then took in as much of his blood as she could, sucking in deeply, her mouth filling with sweet, tangy red liquid. Her eyes flickered then almost rolled into the back of her head in pure ecstacy, but she kept drinking.

When she let him go, he fell to the ground, knees first, then onto his stomach, but she ripped out a piece of his neck along with it. she spit the piece of flesh out and wiped her dripping mouth, then laughing in short breath. Her shoulder had almost sewn back together itself, so she just kept walking towards the apartments.

He fell from the building not really a jump just a casual fall and landed with a thud on his two feet. Looking around through his eyeless mask he walked down the street and stayed course for about half an hour. He stopped when he came to a custom chopper shop and looked through one of the windows. Inside there was a lone man working on a chopper and it wa sa beauty black and crome stealthy and loud. It was a muscle bike and he liked it veyr much even more than he had his crotchrocket. Tapping on the window the owner and him exchanged word and Revan payed him and drove away on hisnew bike. It roared down the road as he let it fly wide open.

*Rogue moved back out to the street. She had told Cady to go watch over Anne Marie. Her phone had rang. She had a job tonight. Not that she needed it, but she welcomed the danger.


She lit a cigarette. Cady said only when Anne was around to not do such things. She ran atop some buildings while finding the appropriate apartment building.

She sat atop the roof and remembered what her contact had said.
he will be in his apartment, 45 A.

*She broke in the building from above and walked down the stairs a few floors, then to the appropriate room.*