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 Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 5:31 am
Hiro is walking around the city in his human form his katana on his back clinking as he walks poeple are staring at him but he does not care thinking to himself "Poeple have seen weirder things in this city." while he walks into an ally way. Someone comes out from behind the dumpster and pulls out a knife saying "Give me you money!" i here his voice crack as he notices the sword on my back. I look at him before saying "Run home before i am forced to kill you...." but before i could finish the sentence he ran out of the ally way. I smiled before taking on leap and landing on the left buildings rooftop. I looked around at the city seeing all its poeple and grimacing saying "There are leeches out there and i will find and exterminate them at any cost." he took out his katana and slashed the Devoncriox symbol into a door as he jumped across the busy street from the top of the building and landed on another building going south from where he was.
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 6:36 am
With a ginger smile he nodded and went back to moshing. Sweat slowly beaded from his forehead nearby light glinting off the silver droplets. The female who had complimented him had departed in the direction of the mall for a brief moment he had wondered if he would enjoy company. Then his music changed songs and his brain decided otherwise. He darted suddenly in a random direction, running over various parked setting off a few alarms as he went. With a gentle break in strike he dove from a car to a lamp post, he swong around the pole his face contorted into an anarchists grins. The agent of Chaos stopped in a crouch his hands white knuckled gripped his knees as his head thrashed. Diego's music turned to some old Mudvayne when it was still good. The song Dig blasted with a deafening tone, his ears slightly bled but he wasn't human so it was of no real concern. Though his chaotic features changed to utter twisted darkness as Twiztid began blaring in his dome. He had heard their albums before but their newest was his favorite and by far in his opinion their best. A maniacs laughter echoed from his lungs as he called out to no one singing in rhythem with Buckets Of Blood. Loudest of all he sang the chorus as though it spoke directly from his soul. In the Blood inside (I bleed in through every cut)
How many buckets of blood How many Buckets of Blood.
In the Blood inside (I bleed in through every cut)
How many buckets of blood How many Buckets of Blood.
(MORE) blood (MORE) death (LESS) heats in the Streets
(what they Scream) as the Hover over me in my dreams.
(MORE) blood (MORE) death (LESS) heats in the Streets
(what they Scream) as the Hover over me in my dreams.
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 7:07 am
Hiro landed on the outskirts of the city wondering when he would be back. The winds start to kick up and he knows where he must go......"The cemetary..." says Hiro as he starts for the cemetary.
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 1:13 am
Erik Creed walks the dark streets of Manhattan with a chromed out Glock9. tucked behind him under he's belt, hidden by he's worn out trenchcoat. He has a small paper in he's hand as he walks down the dirty sidewalk New York. The small piece of paper had an address written on it that Kaei had wrote. It must of been the apartment she had set up for him, for eliminating the Valic problem. He looked at the paper and then to the buildings on the streets, looking for the right address. 348, there it was. Erik thought as he looked to the luxery apartment building. "Nice.." Erik said with a sly smirk as he looked up the massive building. He then walked into the building's revolving doors and into the main hall. Off to the side was a counter with a staff member standing behind it. Erik walked up to the counter and placed he's hands on top of the counter. "I'm here to check in.." The employee looked to Erik and spoke. "Name?" With he's head down he's eyes shot up to the worker. "Creed.." The worker turned to a computer nearby and began to type Erik's name in. "Ah, yes... 3rd Suite, that would be floor 78." And with that, the worker grabbed a card from under the desk and handed it to Creed. "Here's your key Sir, and your all set." Erik grabbed the card and made he's way to the elevator.
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 1:20 am
Meredith had been a little, no, probably more than a little disappointed by the scene she had just left. It'd had little to no clues as to what she was supposed to be looking for, all there had been was blood and a lot of it because Meredith's stomach of steel had been shifted and tested. Then again she was still adjusting to the new senses that came along with being a lycan. While they could be useful they could also be a real pain, especially when things that smelled bad were amplified ten fold, it just didn't agree with her stomach very much.
She began wandering the city again, not sure what she was really looking for but keeping an eye out for a vampire who could possibly fit her descriptions or just some trouble in general. All the while she carried her tazo tea, which hadn't been sipped until now though the cup had managed to catch a little of the blood in the air from the scene, filtering through into her cup. However, it wasn't a large enough dosage to make her sick and she wasn't about to waste five dollars worth of tea over a somewhat queasy stomach. She'd never puked from being grossed out before though she supposed there was a first time for everything.
The hunter was strolling through the lit streets, newly defined ears peeled for anything that might be of interest but she didn't really catch anything at first. However, as she continued to walk she picked up some buzzes which sounded like muted music though whoever was wearing the ear phones were probably getting it blasted into their skull. She smiled, wondering if it was the man she had stopped to compliment on his musical tastes before and when she followed the source of the sound she discovered it was.
The lyrics spewing from his mouth weren't really any concern or conviction to her though she wondered why they seemed so heartfelt on his part. He seemed somewhat interesting and possibly worth conversing with so she decided to approach him again and waved this time instead of taking his ear buds out. She gave him the thumbs up and clapped so that he could see she was complimenting his singing. A free one man show, who would have figured they'd find that out roaming the side walks of a city of the dead.
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 1:20 am
Erik got to the elevator and pressed the up button. Waiting a few moments, the door slid open with a bing, and Erik stepped into the elevator, he then pressed the 78th button, and the door slid closed. Soon Erik could feel the pull of the Elevator as he began to ascend to the 78th floor. After a few second the doors slid back open and Erik walked out to a hall way with one door, with a gold number 3 bolted on it. "Must be the whole floor.. A little more then what I asked.." Erik walked up to the door and slid the card into the card slot. A soon as the small light turned green Erik turned the handle and pushed the door open. He opened up to lavish room fit for a Hollywood star, with couches, love seats, and one massive flat screen TV, even a gas fireplace to set the mood. However Erik wasn't one to enjoy life's luxuries, he was man of simply taste. He walked into the room and began to scope the place out.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 3:36 am
The night air was surprisingly warm as it licked the side of his face. He had just arrived in this city, continuing on his never-ending quest. "An over-populated city full of arrogant, self-serving individuals..." he thought. He knew it was a matter of time before the local coven would be after him and like every other coven he had encountered, he would gracefully decline their offer.
As Elyan walked down the busy sidewalk, he couldn't help but notice his left hand twitching. It had been a week since he had last fed and his body was reacting as it normally would. And being in the midst of a healthy population of potential victims didn't make matters any easier. Elyan figured he'd better cut his loses and take a longer, more-empty route though an alleyway.
Garbage littered the grounds which he walked. The moon and the stars were hidden behind the massive buildings of the city. He had never cared for places such as New York, not a place he would permanently choose to reside. He sighed. But, this wasn't about his comfort at the moment. He had to find her...
He was taken out of his many inner-thoughts at the sound of a panicked woman's voice. Just before him, a young girl was pinned against the dark, brick wall which surrounded them all, a knife at her throat and her clothes slightly torn. A rape was in progress, humanity's darker side rearing its ugly head once again.
Elyan, in a swift, fluid motion, had easily changed the situation. The rapist now found himself pinned against the other wall, with Elyan's heel digging into his neck. "Scum like you are a disgrace to your kind..." Elyan said with a harshness in his voice. His anger was fueled further-more by his own blood lust. Rape and violence always brought the worst out of him, his own mother came to mind when he saw these helpless women.
With a twist of his heel, the man's eyes rolled into the back of his head. He was still alive, his breaths now hasty and short; his trachea probably damaged due to the initial impact of Elyan's kick. He then turned to the woman, but was taken by surprise as she jumped towards him, hugging him tightly and bawling. All he could do was console her the best he could, returning her hug. But, his eyes shot wide-open one he realized that she had been bleeding. The knife had managed to slit her cheek when Elyan had pulled him away from her, with her blood now dripping onto her neck and down towards her breast.
He held her back, her arterial veins visible to his vampiric-sight. He looked the girl in the eyes. "I will make your pain go away...but please, forgive me for what I am about to do," Elyan commented. Before the girl could react, Elyan's fangs had already sunk deep into her neck. The warm, crimson liquid now gushing into his mouth and hitting the back of his dry throat. At the same time, he began to erase her memories of the rape and of him. Of course, his mind-alteration could be broken if she were to somehow break the effect...
After he had finished, she was sound asleep. She was rather cute, a student at a nearby university who just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. His eyes turned towards the now-dead rapist, their blood-red glow slowly starting to disappear. He stood there, concerned for the girl. At the least, he felt the need to take her home. He began to pick her up, her dead-weight not a trouble for his vampiric body.
[[Well, this is Elyan's first post in the RP. I left it at a cliff-hanger in order to allow some interaction with someone. Thanks!]]
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 1:48 pm
Her mind hadn't lost it's sense of urgency since her feet hit the floor in her room and raced out the door. Acting on instinct, Alexz went where her mind led her, never stopping to question her search for the scene that had abruptly awakened her.
A woman being held against a wall in a dark alley.
A threat on her life made by a strange man.
The situation was all too familiar and would have made her heart stop if still had a beat. She appeared by said alley in an instant, easily searching the minds in the vicinity and zeroing in on those she had raced to find. Her breath caught in her throat as the events that had just passed flooded her mind.
Alexz's knees began to buckle, her cold hands shot out in front of her to clutch onto the damp alley wall and hold herself upright. Anger spread across her face as she realized the foolishness of her actions. How could she have acted in such haste in a time like this where any amount of exposure could throw her in the clutches of the FBI? She quickly disguised her appearance with an illusion, not that it would do much to reverse the effects of her actions.
((Sorry if that's crap, a little rusty over here XD
And to see what familiar situation she's thinking off, see the background in my character's bio, which can be found on the first page (: ))
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 3:35 pm
Elyan turned at the sound of some slight rustling, his eyes narrowing. The girl was sound asleep in his arms, sleeping like a newborn baby. He had some regret as to the fact that he drank some of her blood after such a traumatic experience, but she wouldn't be able to recall that, now.
He just didn't know what to do with her, next. He couldn't take her to the police or the hospital, as they would surely keep him, possibly suspect him of being the offender passing off as a good citizen. Plus, that would bring other unwanted "guest". Hunters, Lycans and other vampires, not the kind of crowd he wanted to gain the attention of.
He stood there for a moment, contemplating what he should do, next...
[[It's quite alright. But, I thank you for interacting!]]
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 4:17 pm
It took her a moment to regain her composure, but after setting herself upright she was able to further examine the vampire's thoughts. Her expression softened as she began to draw parallels between his actions to save the young woman and her actions to save the young hunter, which had occurred centuries ago.
"To approach authorities or anyone for that matter with her would be suicide." Alexz spoke calmly into his mind, "Especially with those marks on her neck, you wouldn't fool them."
She stepped out of the alley and faced his back.
"You can do one of a two things. Turn her or leave her." she spoke into his mind once again, telepathy being her preferred method of communication, "Or if your abilities are developed enough, you can make another mortal take her to the hospital and suffer any possible consequences which may arise from any accusations."
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 4:38 pm
Elyan turned towards the woman who had made a mental connection with him.
"So...you can probe minds, a psychic vampire," Elyan commented, also speaking telepathically. He grit his teeth slightly, despising the fact that he had been discovered much quicker than anticipated.
He looked at the resting young girl. He had already decided that turning her into a vampire was out of the question. A smirk came across his face, his chivalry was getting in the way again. Elyan then returned his eyes back to the woman, locking his gaze into her own.
"Do you find me foolish? Foolish, for not being able to decide on such a trivial matter?" he said, aloud this time. He was wallowing in his own guilt. He felt that his own actions towards this girl were unnecessary. Yet, he fell victim to his own blood lust, again.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 5:00 pm
Alexz met his gaze with her silver eyes, which at the moment conveyed no other emotion other than amusement. She was well under her own control now and she had no intention of letting her emotions get the best of her. That only resulted in foolishness and she had had enough of that for one night.
"Well if you weren't foolish, you wouldn't be standing in the street with a bloody girl in your hands, now would you?" she answered aloud, an edge in her voice, "I've already had to turn 4 people in different directions so as to save you from trouble."
Her eyes softened from a moment upon realizing she was being unnecessarily cold towards him. As he felt guilty for falling victim to his blood lust, she felt guilty for falling victim to her emotions.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 5:25 pm
"Four individuals?" He inquired, "Heh, I was probably being followed from the start." He flung his long, white hair out of his eyes, a much more serious look on his face. Yet, his blood-red eyes still had a gentle touch to them. They would often remind one of a young boy whose attention was fixated on something spectacular.
"This girl... is my responsibility now," He stated aloud. "From what I've gathered from seeing into her thoughts, she's alone in this city. So, leaving her alone wouldn't be the right thing to do. I think you understand a bit of my feelings... don't you?"
It's true, Elyan was soft, probably too soft at times. Yet, his kindness was something his inner, vampiric mind hated. On the inside, he wanted to consume all of this girl's blood. Even now, his thirst was already coming back, his hand twitching as he tried to control himself.
"Well, don't you?" He asked again.
[[Gah. You won't believe that this situation is actually difficult to think of on a writing stand-point. I don't necessarily want to have another vampire to control. But, the other options are either 1. dangerous or 2. go against my character's morals. XD
Talk about writing oneself into a tricky situation.]]
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 5:54 pm
She sighed, "Yes, I understand."
She glanced down at the woman and sighed once again, pitying her for having her life in the hands of two...monsters, really. Her eyes hardened as she figured that the vampire who had turned her hadn't thought twice about the decision. But her gaze softened as she thought back on her human life in which she was rather alone, as this woman in this man's arms was.
"Something great could come of her if she were to be turned..." Alexz said quietly.
She shook her head slightly, what was she doing? Being sentimental? Why? Would she have wanted to have been saved all the centuries ago, or had that vampire's actions been the right ones?
"I can take her to the hospital." she said simply.
((That solve your predicament? XD))
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 6:08 pm
Elyan agreed simply by nodding. He walked closer to the female vampire, his arms cradling the girl like a child almost. He slowly handed the girl to this still-mysterious woman.
"I entrust her with you," he said, "whatever you choose to do with her... I can only choose to trust you in a time such as this."
He took three steps backward, having a final look at the both of them. He hoped he would be able to meet this particular woman again. She could be of some use to him but, she was also able to understand him... like she did.
He turned to make his escape. Once he had established a place he could more-easily blend into society, he'd have to find a way to contact her.
"If you decide to turn her, be sure to watch over her..." He said, waving his arm in a thankful manner, his thoughts a little easier, now.
[[Yes, it surely does help. I hope I didn't become a nuisance. >.>]]
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