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 Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 4:05 pm
Core smiled at Kile`s humour as she walked across the IKEA parking lot . On a strong breeze she caught a heavy scent of wolf and coughed raggedly . Once she had entered the store she found a cart and started pushing it along . " Does she mind you calling her that ? I`m sure if you called one of mine an undead leech you`ll get more than a punch to the face . Even though that is basically what we are , " she noted . She had reached a large bin of stuffed animals , roughly the size of a person`s head , and stopped in front of it . Looking side to side swiftly , she jumped onto the bin`s wire edge , and then jumped feet first into the enormous pile . She emerged a few seconds later , a stuffed lion in her hand . " Would she enjoy this ? " she asked Kile .
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 4:20 pm
{Conversation continued from Las Noches}
Jack stood there and waited on the reply, his hand resting on his pistol.
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 4:30 pm
"Well," said Amber, "considering the grand revelation and all, I figured we shouldn't be having a fight near a popular nightclub. But, if you're so eager..." she trailed off. She shook Peter's arm off before turning around. Her fangs emerged with a loud shuck sound as she glared daggers at Jack. She unzipped the duffle bag, and from it produced a shortsword and an assault rifle. She quickly fastened the sword and it's sheath to her coat's belt, slinging the strap of the rifle over her shoulder.
"I'm heavily armed this time," she said with a sadistic smirk. She lifted the assault rifle to her shoulder in perfect form and fired a few rounds at Jack. Quick examination of the bullets would reveal that they were not UV rounds. After the first few bursts of fire, she ducked behind a nearby corner and ran down a dark street to seclude them from the humans somewhat, expecting Peter would follow.
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 4:32 pm
Kile smiled. "Well i'm pretty sure she'd think its not nice but then again she might think its funny." Kile said and smiled. He followed Core until they reached the bin of stuffed animals. "Yeah that lion will do. But we'll need another one and a few different types of animals cause even though she's a lion fan she likes others as well." He told Core. He went away from Core and went to another isle that had alot of stuffed animals that were big and picked out a tiger, a dolphine and a polar bear. He walked back to Core and put them in the cart. "These'll do for now. Lets go." Kile said to Core happily.
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 4:51 pm
Veroen was simply walking down a darkened street, his trench coat covering his entire body save for his face, which had an eye patch covering the area where his left eye used to be. His only useful eye was pitch black in color, for the fury of his discovery still remained. He simply desired to be alone at the moment. He had lost everything save for Edith, and even she was no where to be found.
Perhaps it was best for him to not see her right now. He was not in the best state of mind to see anyone, for he would probably kill them out of anger.
His ears caught the sound of gunshots, in two different areas. He stopped in the middle of the dark street and glanced around, and then up into the air. He could smell the gunshots from here. It was close....
His thoughts were interrupted when a girl came running down the street that he was on, with a shortsword strapped to her side, and she carried an assault rifle. It took only a blink of an eye for Veroen to see her as she came around the corner, and even less time to see what she was carrying.
He acted quickly.
With Vampiric speed he instantly jumped up onto a very high fire escape, and ducked down, completely unseen. He silently watched, guessing that the girl was from the club, and that she was after him.
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 5:15 pm
Core nodded once . " We`ll need some art work , and a coffee table , " she said , walking towards the furniture section . She found some coffee tables scattered around in a circle like shape . After looking at a few , she saw a pretty round light oak one , and asked an IKEA employee near by for it . " Do you need some help carrying it out ? " he asked helpfully . " Thank you , but we`ll be fine , " she replied sweetly . Once they had the right one she put it on the cart and went towards some artwork . " This one`s of the Sahara Desert , would she like that ? " she asked Kile , pointing at a 4 feet by 2 feet landscape style painting , in a spray paint gold frame , which would match the living room nicely .
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 5:20 pm
Kile shook his head. "No she'd either like a savannah area or a rain forest area. She doesn't like anything too hot or dry." Kile told Core.
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 5:27 pm
Rhaegar14 "Well," said Amber, "considering the grand revelation and all, I figured we shouldn't be having a fight near a popular nightclub. But, if you're so eager..." she trailed off. She shook Peter's arm off before turning around. Her fangs emerged with a loud shuck sound as she glared daggers at Jack. She unzipped the duffle bag, and from it produced a shortsword and an assault rifle. She quickly fastened the sword and it's sheath to her coat's belt, slinging the strap of the rifle over her shoulder.
"I'm heavily armed this time," she said with a sadistic smirk. She lifted the assault rifle to her shoulder in perfect form and fired a few rounds at Jack. Quick examination of the bullets would reveal that they were not UV rounds. After the first few bursts of fire, she ducked behind a nearby corner and ran down a dark street to seclude them from the humans somewhat, expecting Peter would follow. Jack was taken aback by her sudden attack and didn't move in time, he was struck in the shoulder twice before he got out of the barrage of fire. He fired back but she had retreated down an alleyway and the bullets missed her, imbedding instead into the wall. He reached down his leg and unsheathed his concealed knife, swearing loudly as he used it to dig out the bullets from his shoulder. Once completed he resheathed the knife and grabbed his phone. 'Bravo team stand by, target is moving to your location.' He said before pocketing the phone and giving chase to the woman.
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 5:35 pm
Jack, however, would feel searing pain as the bullets thudded into his shoulder. The bullets were coated in a chemical of Amber's own design, which ignited when exposed to vampiric tissues. It wasn't as effective as UV, but it was significantly cheaper.
Amber continued to race down the street, passing Veroen entirely. The elder vampire would notice that, while she moved too fast for a human, she was clearly a young vampire... not even a decade old.
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 5:45 pm
[[Edit]]
Veroen stayed in the same crouching position from above in the fire escape, watching the scene below him. He was severely tempted to kill the girl immediately, to prevent her giving away his position to any possible people that were hunting him. His goal here was complete stealth, and not to be seen by anyone. This girl could draw unwanted attention into the area, possibly resulting in Veroen being found by one of the Elders, which would be bad...for the Elders of course. Veroen was no longer a hunter of Lycans, he was now a Hunter of Vampire Elders. He was no longer part of the Coven, and would make the Elders pay for their deceit, and lies.
He silently continued to watch from above, now hearing a loud cursing coming from around the corner that the girl ran around from. He watched as a man came around the corner, speaking into what seemed to be a cell phone, then giving chase to the woman Veroen had seen seconds earlier.
Veroen was now confused, yet still consumed in blind fury.
In spite of his confusion, his blind fury still had control of him. Thus, he made a hasty decision.
He moved quickly and instantly, not giving the situation any more time to keep moving.
He jumped off the tip of the building, landing with force behind Amber, without any weapons drawn. That was not his only action, however.
He quickly grabbed her from behind, putting her into a lock, and swinging her with the weight of himself and her, into a back alley, out of view from the one who was chasing her. This was his way of ending the situation before it began.
Veroen said nothing for a few seconds.
Then he spoke in a deep, angry voice, while his jaw was clenched.
"Who the Hell are you, and what the Hell do you think you are doing."
Veroen was clearly blinded by fury, as well as confusion, mistaking this young vampiress for someone from the club that was out to get him.
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 6:00 pm
Amber's eyes widened with fear. She tried her best to resist the vampire, and he didn't even budge. He was clearly very old, clearly very angry, and clearly very unhappy to see her. She reached one hand into her coat, and went for the knife in her stocking.
"Who w-wants to know?" she asked, her previous fire gone. Suddenly, a flashback occurred. She remembered the night at the club a year and a half ago, when she was still normal, just working as a human stripper in the VIP section. A member of the clientele paid her for a private showing, and, naive as she was, she gladly accepted. Thus began the next two hours of him feeding on her... slowly, extending her pain as he held her completely under his power.
She shook herself back to the present, even more afraid of the one-eyed vampire than she was before.
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 6:10 pm
Rhaegar14 Amber's eyes widened with fear. She tried her best to resist the vampire, and he didn't even budge. He was clearly very old, clearly very angry, and clearly very unhappy to see her. She reached one hand into her coat, and went for the knife in her stocking.
"Who w-wants to know?" she asked, her previous fire gone. Suddenly, a flashback occurred. She remembered the night at the club a year and a half ago, when she was still normal, just working as a human stripper in the VIP section. A member of the clientele paid her for a private showing, and, naive as she was, she gladly accepted. Thus began the next two hours of him feeding on her... slowly, extending her pain as he held her completely under his power.
She shook herself back to the present, even more afraid of the one-eyed vampire than she was before. Veroen held her from behind with his arm around her neck, and as she spoke, he listened for any footsteps around them. It was clear that they would not be seen. He then heard the slightest sound of her hand sliding up against hey coat, clearly the sound of her reaching for something.
Veroen was too quick for that, being an Assassin for over 500 years.
In the blink of an eye he got one of his specially customized guns out of their holster under his trench coat with his free hand, and forcefully pressed it at an upward angle against her side.
"Answer the damn question. I know you are from the club, what are you doing out her so heavily armed."
Veroen suspected her being one of the Covens lackeys, trying to hunt him down.
He growled again.
"If you want to keep the right half of your body, I'd suggest not going for the weapon in your coat."
Veroen was big for an assassin. He stood at nearly 6' 8", and weighed a little over 190 lbs.
Veroen's anger was clearly apparent in his voice, and he had little patience.
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 6:18 pm
In an ironic turn of events, Amber also suspected that Veroen was a member of the coven. She figured she'd better keep her cover.
"I'm a member of the New York coven, just like you... I was hunting down a rogue vampire from the club. The shots you heard were me putting a few rounds in him..." she explained, attempting to regain her composure. "You were probably sent to look for him too," she went on.
"Maybe a powerful, handsome vampire such as yourself could give me a hand with that traitor," she said, a seductive tone creeping into her voice. Veroen would've noted that she was quite beautiful, with dark hair done up in a complicated manner, her pale skin, hazel eyes, and nigh angelic face. He could probably feel some portion of her magnificent curvature through the coat at this distance. She smiled at him, trying oh so hard to get him to buy into the Halo Effect.
((Explanatory note: The "Halo Effect" is a psychological concept which contends that human beings assume people who are good-looking are good-natured, with no other basis than that they are physically attractive.))
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 6:28 pm
Rhaegar14 In an ironic turn of events, Amber also suspected that Veroen was a member of the coven. She figured she'd better keep her cover.
"I'm a member of the New York coven, just like you... I was hunting down a rogue vampire from the club. The shots you heard were me putting a few rounds in him..." she explained, attempting to regain her composure. "You were probably sent to look for him too," she went on.
"Maybe a powerful, handsome vampire such as yourself could give me a hand with that traitor," she said, a seductive tone creeping into her voice. Veroen would've noted that she was quite beautiful, with dark hair done up in a complicated manner, her pale skin, hazel eyes, and nigh angelic face. He could probably feel some portion of her magnificent curvature through the coat at this distance. She smiled at him, trying oh so hard to get him to buy into the Halo Effect.
((Explanatory note: The "Halo Effect" is a psychological concept which contends that human beings assume people who are good-looking are good-natured, with no other basis than that they are physically attractive.)) Veroen indeed could see that she was beautiful in multiple ways, but his heart belonged to Meredith Jackson, the leader of the Hunters. On top of that, his rage was too strong for him to be swayed by anyone but Meredith.
He growled, tightening his grip on her, and the blackness in his eye darkened when he heard her say that she was part of the Coven, hunting down a rogue vampire, which was most likely him.
But, then he realized that she thought that he was a member of the Coven as well, and she said that she put a few rounds in the rogue Vampire already.
Veroen was quick to understand that they girl was lying, to save her own skin.
Slightly loosening his grip back to its original state, he spoke again, in his deep and angry voice.
"You're lying. I can tell. I will kill you if you are part of the Coven like you say you are."
He pressed his gun firmer into her side, showing that he was not playing around.
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 6:56 pm
"Oh, you're not with the Coven!? Thank God!!" she gasped, giving a genuine, innocent smile. "I'm one of the newer hunters, just ask Eden if you have to," she explained. "Oh... and if you could let go of me... that'd be nice," she continued with a sheepish grin. Her entire body relaxed under his grip as she realized she was likely not about to die.
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