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He was running down the alley as fast as he could.....he stumbled but didn't fall but slowed his pace slightly. If his heart still beat it would be racing and he would sweating not only from running but fear itself. They thought they had an easy prey.... hell there were four of them and she took out three before they knew what was happening and she let him run. He remembered the wry smile as she waited for him to start running.

That was thirty minutes ago and he used every trick he knew to loose her
and he thought he had. He hadn't seen her following and maybe just maybe he was in the clear... he was wrong. A fist connected to his face and knocked him to the ground...he shook his head to clear it and when he did there she was standing over him.

He looked at her face and ...noticed how they were black as coal and there was no emotion on her face. With one smooth move she drew her 'Sidhe' leaf blade and for a second stood perfectly still. Then she move and the last thing the vampire saw was the blade coming down.

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Tokeru raised his head slightly as the lycan came around. He didnt really smell or hear her. He just felt her. And the feeling of a lycan came on strong. So did the feeling of a vampire. He hadnt heard the vampire land infront of him, but that was no surprise, all the good vampires could be silent when they wanted.

He kept his place on the ground and placed his hand on a throwing knife.

"May i ask why you are following me? and may i also inquire as to your names?"

Drawn to the strong scent of a small group of darklings, he approaches the building atop which they stand. He calmly begins to walk up the metal escape steps to the side of the building, his ears alert and listening to the conversation. Seemed like there was something about to happen, and Kyrre didn't want to miss this. He had been lacking in entertainment for months. He got to the top of the steps and pressed his back to the building side, only a few feet above him the darklings conversed.

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Tokeru felt the presence of another being approach. He was at the limits of the range and so tokeru could not decipher his race. He turned his head slightly and listened to the lycan.

Tokeru laughed when the vampire spoke and again when the lycan did.

"My name is Tokeru, and i will say, for now, that it is a pleasure to meet you. As for you Fae, i'm afraid i cannot tell you why i killed him. If i did, i would have to kill you. Now, if you dont have anything more that you need of me, i will be on my way." He started to move his legs, as if he was going to rise.

He sensed a fellow tool of the void, another vampire. Part of him felt a devotion to protect, to fight along side - yet another part of him held him back. Still bearing the resentful scars of his exile from the covens masters, he placed his fingers up his sleeve and took ahold of one of his daggers.