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 Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 9:39 pm
-He didn't say anything and just continuing humming.-
-He closed his eyes again and then they shot open as he saw something he didn't like.-
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 9:41 pm
The ranger on the other hand closed her eyes only to deal with the cloudy mess in her mind that was left over from the alcohol, oblivious to whatever visions that Micheal might be seeing.
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 9:47 pm
-Micheal notice that Daylight was showing threw the crack that barely lit the room-
-He slowly sat up rubbing his eyes and then started walking around the room like a caged animal would.-
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 9:03 pm
The bed remained occupied by its human who was sleeping quietly, hardly a stir from the body unlike the previous night. It was a deep enough sleep that it was not until late afternoon that the ranger slowly began to wake, the throb in her head apparently gone, but her stomach began to rattle off its own complaint.
Micheal lightly chucked at the faint sound. "Did you sleep well?"
"As far as I can tell," Jay replied as she got out of bed and started looking for her boots.
"You could always finish the rest of that bottle on the floor," he smirked.
The ranger groaned at the suggestion. "Are you crazy? Only if you want me to spit it all back up and ruin that pretty little shirt of yours that you just got now."
A smile appeared on Micheal's pale face. "No, not crazy. Just need reasons. Besides the shirt is fine." There was a pause. "I got an invite to a formal ball held by the clan that I haven't mentioned yet."
"Well, you go have fun at that." The ranger avoided Micheal's gaze and focused on the one boot she just found.
"Oh yes, fun." It was probably a good thing the ranger didn't look up as the barely hinted at sarcasm in his voice was more apparent on his face. "You will wear a dress. If you could... please."
((*insert rp goddesses breaking out laughing here*))
"No." The ranger half wondered why Micheal didn't try asking her this while she was drunk earlier.
"Would you rather be drunk?" he asked with a chuckle following her line of thought. When the ranger refused to answer, he continued. "You know I need to bring something when I go. And you're right; you are not going to drink again, at least not that much."
"Darn right," Jay muttered after putting the first boot on and looking for the second.
"So you agree that you will come?"
The ranger sat up straight at that line. "Now where did I even hint at that?" she asked, surprised.
"Well, at least you're not disagreeing," he said watching her.
A cross look appeared on her face. "I said 'no' earlier. Your hearing is off."
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 10:21 pm
Micheal walked over to the wall across from the ranger and leaned against it. "It was either you or some stupid girl... and you know what I would do." He took the few steps forward from the wall and placed his hand on the side of her face, making certain to get his point across now. "She would disgust me so much that I would put her in a better place after I made her enjoy every last minute of her life with me."
"Maybe you would just let the idea drop? No. Not your style. Drag me kicking and fuming..." She pretended to think about it for a moment. "That might be closer to it," she said, mocking the whole idea of her going to this vampire ball he was speaking of. "And oh please, the rest of that has nothing to do with this dance you were just talking about."
Micheal stepped back to lean against the wall again, lightly growling, "It's more like a meeting where all the clan catches up with each other, then have a meal."
"Yeah, then I'm definitely out. No offense there," she said, looking at Micheal like he was completely missing the point. He was looking away from her, however. "Other than the fact that I don't do dresses, I don't feel like hobnobbing with the other bitey folks."
"Then dress like a guy for all I care," Micheal replied. "It's better than breaking my diet."
"Breaking your diet?" she asked, remembering she still had another boot to find.
"I might end up never seeing you after this," the vampire simply said.
"Why would that be?" she asked, now confused with this new information.
He looked up at her just slightly. "It has been several years since I've fed on a human."
Jay pressed the issue farther. "...and what would that have to do with any of?"
"My clan hunts the weak and innocent and takes advantage of emotions. Humans only," he answered.
"Yeah, I figured just as much. Just the reason why I thought not going to the dance thing was more logical."
Micheal turned to look away from her. "Then it would be then end of this trail."
"You still didn't explain anything," the ranger said as she got up to retrieve her other boot.
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 10:42 pm
Micheal smiled. "You never really asked."
"I did too," she said as she shoved her other boot on. "I asked what did you not feeding on a human for several years have anything to do with not seeing me or this ball thing?"
The smile disappeared from the vampire's face. "The other girl I would have to bring... I will kill."
There was a silence that filled the room.
"How many girls are like you? Think about it," Micheal pressed as if he was trying to impress upon her something important.
"So, whatever person you bring to this ball gets to be food, is that it?" Jay started once again, trying to piece together everything from the beginning.
"For myself, of course," Micheal answered. "More like a trophy of what I caught and and you can't have."
"I don't see how personality fits here." The ranger moved about the room to gather everything back into her bags, stiffening a little more as the topic went on.
"It doesn't bother me of course. In fact, you're much smarter."
"So, you just want me to tag along for lunch? But you were just complaining about possibly not seeing me again," she said, still trying to puzzle that one out.
"Just so I don't do something I won't regret later," he answered, unhappily. "Jay, use your brain..."
The ranger looked over at the table like there were a pile of pieces on the wood, but they were all brown.
"Why does it always have to be a puzzle with you though?" she asked looking over at him.
"Puzzle... look who is talking," he rebutted.
The ranger made her own counter. "Hey, if I'm pissed, you know it. None of this what's-he-playing-at-stuff."
"Sure sure... puzzle. Maybe it's cause I don't know heads and tails of my thoughts as well," Micheal answered wearily. "I've been up night and day watching you since Kiru really showed an interest in you," he said cautiously, at half volume.
"But... it's been barely over a week of knowing..." she started, her own sound not coming out as loud as it had been.
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Posted: Fri Sep 26, 2008 11:58 pm
The ranger turned and began to put her armor back on.
Micheal slid down further along the wall and closer to the only other person in the room. "...so, your thoughts?"
"You do realize you've pretty much asked me either to die or to let someone else go with you to die..." she said as she put on the second bracer.
"I asked you to keep me from killing. You're something more than what others are. Why would I want to give up something as priceless as that?"
"Why would you go to this ball in the first place?" the ranger says, her leather armor all in place, her cloak spinning out behind her as she throws it on and turns to look at him.
"To prove them wrong," he answered with a slight smile.
"The... others..." Jay said, refraining from calling them anything else, "they will be coming with their own... 'consorts' as well, no?"
He nodded. "Yes, but... there is the chance of temptation to take one from the other. Where head games will be played till meal time where everyone is satisfied with the show. This is where I know if Kiru would want to challenge me in front of the clan. He would do so then."
"And what? That would be your chance to lead the clan instead of him?" she asked, though there were obviously other thoughts on her mind, ones of the other humans being brought in... suspecting or unsuspecting.
"Unsuspecting. Most spellbound," he commented on her thoughts. "And I wouldn't lead the clan. I would free them."
"You would free that raggle of...!" the ranger exclaimed, pausing in mid yell before turning away and making for her quiver and backpack.
"Simple if I could kill him right," Micheal stated watching her.
"Madness," she growled as she saw wild vampires roaming the countryside in her head.
Micheal stopped the image she was obsessing on and began to twist it. "You need to see it this way." The raging vampires turned into day walkers that moved about, ate, and lived like humans, only that they kept their pale form and physical attributes. "Some fear this because they think they would vanish if their leader did. I don't see it that way."
The ranger stopped trying to fit her quiver on for a moment.
"Is it madness now?" he stepped away from the wall to stand closer. "But don't let my eyes change yours. Go ahead and make your decision."
"Yes," she answered, shifting the straps from her backpack and quiver until they felt comfortable before reaching for her belt with her swords. "Food? Daylight? Those are physical needs and traits, no? You're talking about massive changes there, Micheal. How in the world..." She turned around to face Micheal again as she worked with the belt buckle.
"No thirst," he answered. "And a creative mind probably, but then that's why Kiru loved me so and why he probably regrets the day he turned me as well."
"That wouldn't even be the beginning of it. I'm just guessing here, but you'd have to change how some... many of these... 'people' have lived."
"Like I said, some are for it, some aren't," he answered. "We could all just turn to dust right before your eyes as far as what everyone thinks. I'd rather have you witness it than a stupid girl that the village would think had been just hallucinating."
The ranger shifted her weight to one side. "Tell me honestly. How many of your clan actually see the same way you do?"
"Little over half. I am not so sure if they are true or not, but they agree that a change must be made."
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 12:00 am
The ranger wrapped her arms around her sides and began to pace.
"Acting would be involved here as well," he said as he watched her. "Though if you let me, I could make this very easy for you."
"Easy..." the ranger scoffed, the feeling of it being a deathtrap still rolling off her like rain.
"You would just have to enjoy yourself, though I would need to know the line so I don't cross it," he explained, trying to give her some control in the situation.
"There isn't even a line to cross yet. You're getting ahead of yourself," the ranger warned.
"So you wouldn't mind if I took sole advantage of you right now and claim you into my arms where your fight is worthless, my lips just right above your forehead barely ready to place against your warm skin," he stated more than inquired.
Jay immediately stopped pacing.
"But no, I wouldn't stop there. Neither would I start there." The vampire started to hum the song he had deemed as hers once again as he started to toy with her thoughts. "I would gently slide my cold fingers up along your neck as you were in my grasp."
"You're pushing it now. Stop..." the ranger hissed as her hand began to slide down toward her hip.
The humming stopped and he looked at her, getting a brief image of the waterskin hanging at her hip in his mind as the object of her reach. "I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable." His eyes were brown and he smiled. "Now, those thoughts aren't needed, but you're not going there armed with a water skin. You said there was not a line, did you not? Make up your mind."
"I said 'yet'. There wasn't one to cross yet as there had been no agreement to anything," Jay said as if she were trying to physically pound out any sort of misconception with her words.
Micheal looked at her and closed his eyes. "Truthfully, I don't know where to quit. It's been so long since being human that is. Why do you think I laugh all the time? Cause it's funny? No. Just because. That's all."
The ranger ran her fingers over through her hair with a tense sigh. "You probably picked the wrong human if you wanted the average experience."
He thought for a moment. "Average? That's tempting?"
The ranger shook her head. "Back in the beginning you told me you were suppose to learn something that you had lost or forgotten or... heck if I know what your dragon wanted you to find." Despite the fact that she had just risen from bed not long ago, she was looking tired once again. "Has this always been the plan? To find someone who could play this part for you?" she said, taking a bold step forward looking for a serious answer.
Micheal looked at her and tilted his head. "Play? You think I am playing..." There was an amused growl.
The female ranger took a defensive step back. "I need space..." she mutters as she turns to grab the saddle and saddlebags before she strides quickly out of the room and out to the stables, tossing the room key and a small coin to the man at the stables there when she realized she forgot to return it to the inn keeper.
The vampire watched her go, knowing that it wouldn't be far.
I wonder if she's going to kill me yet, he thought alone.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 12:50 am
The ranger's scent led out to a section of woods a ways outside the city. As he closed in on her trail, the sound of metal hitting tree trunk became more clear. He lightly jumped into a nearby tree and just watched his quarry from there.
"Why..." he could hear her muttering to herself as she moved about stepping back into stance, her thoughts wandering from scenario to scenario.
In one, she saw herself watching other normal people being killed, drained, torn to pieces in front of her.
In another, she found herself walking into a room only to be snatched by some other vampire and meet an end like the others she had imagined before.
There were other scenarios that followed as well such as one where she lost her cool and flipped out on the vampires around her, only to be mobbed...
There was a scene of Micheal and Kiru facing each other and it going completely wrong...
And there was one where Micheal was at her neck - though that one she quickly stomped out of her head.
A light chuckle slipped from Micheal as he wondered about the shift in her emotions.
"Why..." the ranger asked again as she began to twirl the pair of blades around her in her own kind of natural dance. Long blade over the short of the dagger, a dive of steel and then a spin before a break in the move as if to stop and attack from the side.
Though like her moves, her thoughts kept going right along with them. She imagined possibilities of what would happen if Kiru's... or really Micheal's challenge would go through. She imagined chaos in the room as soon as the idea of 'freedom' hit the air that they didn't breathe.
Or in another scene, she saw the room of beings split in half, one group following what Micheal's ideals were, the other remaining under Kiru's watch - with Kiru still there... watching her.
There was a ragged movement in her dance, a step that didn't look as if it should have been in there. The blade dance continued though, recovering from that odd step and pushing her to focus even more despite the visions of blood that kept coming with each scenario she came up with.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 1:23 am
Feeling that enough time had passed, Micheal lightly picked a twig from the tree he was in and waited to see if she would notice. Wrapped up as the ranger was in her own thoughts as well as her footsteps making noise on the woodland floor, it didn't seem as if she noticed the snap.
There was a slight curl in the vampire's lips as he eyed the twig and then...
- THUNK -
...it hit Jay right in the back of her head, tangling in her hair.
The ranger wizzed around on one foot, the dagger in her left hand almost flying in Micheal's direction, her grip tightening at the last second as she held her breath. She slipped the dagger back into her belt and fiddled with the twig until she got it free of her hair before tossing it to the ground.
"What?" she said, half annoyed after spying Micheal in the tree and half annoyed at herself for being near losing it.
"You're upset?" he asked curiously.
"Have you not been listening in then?" she said as she raised an eyebrow.
"Listen to what?" he asked with the same tone.
"My head as usual," she answered back, her weight shifting to one leg as she stood there. "Or are you feigning ignorance?"
Micheal shook his head. "I rarely listen to your thoughts. I rather have you tell me than for me to intrude like that."
The ranger shifted her weight again as she rubbed her head. "If I told you this whole dinner thing of yours still screams 'deathtrap deathtrap deathtrap' in my head, would that explain anything?"
"Yes."
"Well, that would be your answer then," she said as she retrieved her dagger from her belt again. "While you're talking, I don't suppose you can come down and tell me more about this vampire shindig of yours?"
Micheal leaped down from the tree. "I really just hope I can pull it off as a walk-in-walk-out situation," he answered frankly.
"So you aren't dead set confident about this thing," the ranger said with almost a relieved look on her face.
"Well you are sure not," Micheal said with a frustrated concern.
"Bladeshards no!" she said, stepping toward Micheal. "Look at it from my perspective. A human walking into a den of vampires? Why should I have any confidence in that?"
"I did," he replied curtly as if she should have known that.
"So why is it that you still seem to be surprised or... or annoyed about me being bothered by this?"
Micheal continued his line of short answers. "You fib too much."
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 1:25 am
"I'm not fibbing."
"'And I never said I took the tales as truth'" her said directly at her, lightly raising a brow as he used what was her own words at one time.
"I was basing their abilities off of what I've seen you and Kiru do," she grumbled. "After all you only said half had any interest in this utopia idea of yours. I don't even know how many 'half' is in this case even."
"That is if there is a confrontation," Micheal pointed out, trying to wedge her argument apart. "I just want to walk in, make my appearance known, and leave where they have the assumption I am taking you home for dinner."
Confusion crossed the ranger's face once again. "Then what was all this about Kiru and some challenge?"
"Hang over, remember?" Micheal only responded.
"If you were hung over at the time, think of what state I was in," the ranger fought back.
"I see too many perspectives now, and I need to focus on one," Micheal said, his voice slipping into a light growl. "I always have these thoughts... till I..."
He stopped and shook his head.
"Know what? You're right. You're just human."
He turned and started walking as he lightly put his hands in his pockets.
"Stop it," the ranger said as he started moving away, however, Micheal continued walking just as if he had never heard her. She then started to follow, berating herself for whatever crazy reason that had come up in her head. She couldn't let it all go like this.
"Got a blade on you?" she said grasping for straws as she stopped in place, inwardly wincing at the idea of what she might put herself through if he accepted. "Or maybe it would make more sense to ask if you just have access to one?" She looked Micheal over and didn't see anything looking like a sword. Thinking about it, she didn't recall him ever carrying anything looking like weapon. He was a weapon enough she knew, but it still struck her as odd for some reason.
All Micheal did was half laugh at her question and continue walking.
That did it for the ranger.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 2:12 am
She was tired of being up at his hours, trying to understand his game, trying to understand him, and the bottle that was her pent up confusion and patience cracked.
Micheal stopped and narrowed his eyes as he sensed the change but didn't turn around to look at her.
The ranger whirled her dagger around and aimed it straight for Micheal, knowing full well that it wasn't going to do much of anything... if it even hit.
He stepped quickly to the side and grabbed the flying blade out of the air and looked at her. "Tell me, are you upset now?"
"Upset??" Jay opened her mouth to say yes, but a look flashed across her face and the shape of her mouth changed with it. "No. I'm disappointed."
Micheal didn't smile. "Then let's fix that." He turned and looked at her and took a few steps forward towards her though his movement seemed like he was slow and stiff, like he didn't want to really do this.
The ranger's hearbeat picked up as he came closer, her muscles involuntarily tensing up as her eyes darted back and forth from the dagger to Micheal's face and then toward Micheal's other hand. Despite it all, she didn't move, however. Everything was screaming for her to, but her legs remained still.
Micheal took another step forward, not saying a word now, just watching and sensing everything that was in front of him.
Though her feet remained planted in the ground, she did catch her bowfingers starting to twitch in her offhand that was empty of the dagger now. She stuffed her thumb in her belt in order to keep it from twitching.
Micheal's silence was inwardly terrifying, though it was more her uncertainty of the situaiton than that of Micheal himself.
Just what did a vampire do when he snapped, she wondered... though she really didn't want to know the answer to that.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 3:08 am
Micheal's eyes focused on hers. "So tell me what I should do now if you don't want to fix this?" He took another step closer.
"If I don't want to fix this? Fix what?" Jay responded, taking her first step backwards.
"Your disappointment." He purred the words this time though he still proceeded walking towards her slowly.
"What has gotten into you?" she said strongly, though buried far far in the tones was a tone of worry. She then remembered she was still holding onto her sword after a brief lapse. His words where just... so strange now, she thought to herself.
Within seconds, Micheal was standing next to her side with his free hand touching the blade of her sword as he just looked forward. "Tell me what's wrong with you first?"
Slowly, though she wasn't sure how much slower she could go for his senses, she moved the hand with the weapon and pointed the blade down. She then moved it then in front of her and stabbed it into the ground. She paused for a moment with her grip still on the handle. Then it seemed as if all the muscles from her arms and shoulders just loosened up, instantly let go of whatever tension they were holding onto and she let her hand slip from the handle.
"I can't help where I don't know," she started. "You... you are very focused. One trail. One action..." She let herself breathe for a moment. "I do not see things the same way you do."
She hung her head down looking away from Micheal, half expecting her own dagger to appear somewhere it shouldn't. She had been taught to expect the unexpected, but who could have expected any of this?
He slightly looked at her and then his shoulders slowly relaxed. "You're not light on your feet," his voice said, carrying a bitter tone. "You froze at my first glance."
"Now you have to ask yourself, was it done on purpose?" she replied, just as bitter.
"No, that was all you. Fear wouldn't be an issue if you truly came across me," he said aloud. "Your movement would seem unreal to you almost dream like as one victim described it to me. Another said you would feel warm with compassion and longing to care."
The ranger's lips shifted as if she was going to say something, but she thought better of it as she wanted to hear what Micheal would say.
Micheal was now picking through his thoughts as he kept each one bottled carefully.
"Another is actually being in a dream where you're unaware what is happening to you," he continued. "I never let any one of them go without some sort of happiness they wanted." He then bet his bottom lip as he just stared at the ground.
It wasn't until then the ranger realized what... or more specifically who Micheal was speaking of. Her sword hand tensed up and she fought the urge to twitch, reach for her belt, or reach for the sword - none of which would do her any good here.
"Is that how you really want this to end?" she said, a sad tone trickling into her voice. "The same way?"
The vampire looked at her and threw the dagger into the tree way out of range. "...No... I would leave before I knew I couldn't control it any more."
"Then I propose we find a way to lower the tension somehow," she commented, taking deeper breaths, her eyes looking in the direction of where the dagger went. "And soon."
As Micheal listened to her proposal he began to wonder. Was this his borderline? He had been discussing the ranger's only earlier, it seemed. Slowly he nodded to Jay, not saying anything.
"Normally, blade practice is what does it for me," she said, a slight out-of-hope grin curled up at the corner of her mouth, slightly hinting at what she had been in the middle of earlier before this all had begun. "But for you," she continued, hesitating for a moment about what she was about to say.
"I never practiced blades," Micheal said rather bluntly.
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 3:22 am
She took that moment to side step what she was going to say. Maybe she could get away without resorting to that. She wasn't certain about such thing even when Micheal wasn't on edge.
"Then maybe it's time to learn," she said with an almost happy grin. Her gut conflicted with the feeling she was forcing upon her face however.
Micheal slowly took a deep breath like he was restarting again, and then he looked at her to see if she was serious. "Really?"
Micheal's single breath caused Jay to suck in a breath of her own, her lungs beginning to burn with the breaths that she was holding in. "As long as you can pull your swings," she said with a nod, a serious look on her face, "...or this could be really short."
He nodded as he lightly said, "I think I can manage that. And how better is what?"
"The other option I would rather not pick. Ask me about it later," she said, straightening up as she tried to steel herself for what was next to come. Quickly she pushed the conversation back to the previous topic. "What are we going to do for a blade for you?" she said thinking aloud, looking around.
He turned and looked at her. "Good point I would need one wouldn't I."
It didn't take her long before she was moving around again. With a whispy turn, her hand snagged the blade that was sticking out of the ground and pulled it out as she walked toward the more dense part of the forest that encircled the open patch they were in.
"Grab my dagger from the tree you shoved it in and look for a branch that's a decent length for you," she said with her back turned.
After a moment she quickly added, "Or a stick, don't over do it" just as Micheal asked "A branch?" a smile slowly coming to his face.
"Thought you might say something about that," she grumbled, knowing full well that he could hear her. "Just something that won't snap in a few hits from me and won't snap mine in the same."
Micheal walked over to the tree where the dagger was implanted in and then yanked it out with ease, cleaning the blade against his pant leg from the tree's sap. "It doesn't matter what size or does it?"
Eh, I was never very good at judging that myself. That was always more a smithy thing..." she said, frowning as she looked around for a stick for her own use. "Go for something about the length of your arm, I guess."
He picked up a branch that looked good to him fairly the size she asked as he met up with her in the open patch. "I think this might work."
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 3:27 am
She returned with her own hacked off branch those it was of smaller length. "Looks about right," she said as she slid the real sword back into its sheath before holding out her hand. "Mind if I have my dagger back? And before you say anything, no, it won't be flying at you any more."
He blinked at her tone in the last statement as it confused him. "ahh... did I say anything?" He then walked with the blade in his finger tips and handed it to her to take from his hands.
With care, she took the small blade and tucked it back into its own place at her belt. "No, but I figured you might," she replied. "Give me a second," she requested as turned, took a few steps away from Micheal, and took a stance different from those she had been using earlier.
Unsure how to respond, Micheal just watched as look of concentration crossed her face while she seemed to play around with the stick for a second. The light twitches then seemed to move into what looked like real swings for a moment. A frown appeared on her face as she stopped though it had lessened by the time she turned back to Micheal.
"Everything okay?" he asked.
"Yeah... just have to get used to the weight," she said more to herself than Micheal at first. "That and I'm using one blade," she answered. "Well, one stick in this case. Figured working with one is the way to go here. Less complicated."
He then mocked her movements with his own stick though it moved more of a blink and then slowed it down much more after a couple swings. "This is a bit slow. Do I need to go any slower than this?"
The ranger thought about it for a moment. "Would you rather just watch me practice for a moment and then jump in? It might be faster for you."
Micheal growled at himself, and he slowly relaxed more, not commenting to what she just said.
The ranger cocked her head for a second, trying to understand what she said that might have brought that reaction... before she realized that that was pretty much what ~exactly~ led to this situation.
"Call it a fresh start," she said, not thinking that the similarity was that much of a deal, misunderstanding the situation.
"We haven't even started yet," he stated in a low tone as thoughts of this now becoming pointless ran through his mind.
"I was referring to... never mind. I'll just show you a couple basic moves," she replied, trying not to become bothered by Micheal's tone.
"Pick whatever speed you want to replay it at as you can probably judge for yourself what might seem right. I can't make any comments unless it something I can watch, sorry," she apologized as she then began to show him some basic swings, blocks, and parries, moving on when she thought Micheal got what she was showing him, putting up with Micheal's grumbling when it came up. As far as she was concerned, his grumbling was far better than what she had to look at before this all.
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