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Tokeru growled again, his control slipping dangerously out of his graps. He draws his other scimitar and slowly walks towards the vampire.

As he comes down from a few feet off the ground, spinning round, he picks up momentum and swiftly; he feigns attack with his left fist, then darts to his right and thrusts his finger ever so softly, yet blazing fast towards Hokaru's scimitar holding hand.

((Okay, i'll just wrap up this if that's okay though))



His hand darts towards Hokaru's, striking it softly. Once done, Kyrre leaps backwards, breathing heavily. His eyes turn from a jet black to his normal bright blue, and he re-focuses his vision. "One of the primary tenketsu in your right hand is now shut. You won't be able to channel energy into it for a while.. you cannot fight me at your true strength now.." he informs the confused hunter.

"I expect I shall see you again, kid" he adds. 'Now.. I should go and find Miggy. We have much to talk about..' he thinks to himself, and taking one last look at the rageful hunter and the wounded Lycan, he leaps from the side of the building - a dark aura surrounding his feet as he falls, ready to brace himself for the impact of landing.

Bidget was out again walking the streets and while passing by an alley way she heard a faint cry for help. She stopped and weighed her options
it could be a trap or someone was in need of aid. There really wasn't that much of a choice she went down the alley with her duster unbottoned.

She could see a body lying on the concrete and her nose picked up the scent of blood as she got close to the body. Her sixth sense kicked in and she spun and drew a Glock17 9mm with her left hand and a small yo-yo
sized object with her right hand. Bridget fired the second she finished her spin catching a vampire in the heart(or at least where it should be) turning
him to ash. Another five more jumped down from the roof or from the shadows encircling her.

Bridget just smiled and press a button on the yo-yo sized object and let it drop to the concrete and with practiced ease pulled the second Glock with
her right hand. She didn't shoot and the vampires didn't attack; trying to
think how they could get to her without being shot by those lethal UV rounds. Bridget counted under her breath and at five the yo-yo device
popped spreading UV light in a fifthteen foot diameter catching almost all
of them and leave nothing but ash. The other two were cooked a bit but decided that getting out of there was the smart thing to do. Bridget just
shot the one going out into the street turning him into ash...she could go
after the other but there was an injured person to look after.

she bent over an checked the injured person out...it was a middle-age man with sandy-brown hair and they had bled him almost dry. She couldn't detect a pulse and she knew what that meant as she put away her Glocks and drew out her 'Sidhe' leaf blade and decapitated him; he wasn't going to come back as vampire. After that was done she walked out the other side of the alley and on a different street and continued her
walk.

-"Fledglings come and fledglings go.." She began to wonder just when she'd lost her mind. But if anything, she blamed the state of things now. She smiled, fingers pressed to the cold stone wall that surrounded the park as she walked. "But the old ones...what would they think?" She'd become used to whispering things like that to herself. A large part of her wanted to go and play with Lycans. But she needed to seem at least a bit levelheaded, for the time being.-

Rhator had left the apartments in a bit of an angry mood. He hadn't killed anything in a few days. He needed his thirst for killing quenched. The mindlessness of it was gnawing at him. He was so out of it he walked out onto the street in his full demon form, terrifying numerous humans.

Realizing his folly he quickly changed to his hidden human form. This just seemed to confuse the stupid mortals.

Dammit, now I have to kill them all. Ugh, I want some fun...not tedious torture.

He began the slow, meticulous slaughter of the few humans who had seen him. This type of killing had to satisfaction. It wasn't fun, it was more like work. He finished up within a few minutes. He hadn't even needed his spear, ripping limbs off of the humans as though they were gingerbread cookies. Once he finished he decided to hide the messy corpses in the large dumpsters so conveniently placed around the alleyway of the apartments.

Now it is time to have some real fun.

Rhator walked off into the night, leaving the bloody street behind him.

Saria ran through the city in a fog. Weeping, she just kept running and running without pause, black hair now loose and streaming behind her in her wake.