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(( i thought that silver killed werewolfs... sweatdrop eek whee ))

(Well, TECHNICALLY it doesn't KILL vampires... sweatdrop

OK, here's the deal:

Silver, when in contact with a vampire's skin, creates a burning sensation. If a full vampire is exposed for a long period of time, a burn mark forms that will last about four or five days. For half vampires, it is a slight sting that can be ignored.

If a vampire is CUT by silver, the skin and tissue where they were cut burns away, (like acid was poured onto them) and the wound will take an immencely long time to heal if they are not poisoned by the silver somehow getting into their blood stream. (Poisoning most likely occurs when the weapon is coated with silver powder.) A cut made by silver always leaves a silver-tinted scar.

When a silver collar is placed around a vampire's neck, arm, leg... (ect.), it creates the effect of a slowly consticting band, even though it stays the same size. (It really hurts, especially if the skin reacts.)

Silver collars were mostly used to torture victems, along with the removal of appendages with silver instuments.


...OK, does that help? sweatdrop Sorry if this is all confusing...)

"Keshoto!" Ashira completly ignored Hiei and ran to where Keshoto lay bleeding. She looked over his wound and bit her lip, "Keshoto are you alright...?" she knew he wasn't but thought she should ask anyway

((Oh by the way, Mizuumi USED to go to school, but you'll see why she doesn't anymore after this. And I'm feeling weird so I'm going to name the sequences that I put in the RP. xd ))

~*~**The Opening of Old Wounds**~*~

~*Mizuumi's POV*~

eek ~No, NO! PLEASE NO!~ I closed my eyes and covered my face with my hands. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead and warm tears fell onto the ground and formed into azure tear gems. ~No, please, no! Not again!~ Images were flowing through my mind from my parents death, 2 and a half years ago . . .

~*~Flashback ~*~

"Mom? Dad? I'm back from school but I'm going to the library to study in a little while ok?" I didn't get a response. ~That's odd.~ I walked along slightly gliding on the hardwood floors of the two-story house and arrived into the living room. The evening sunlight filled the room through the window and everything was fine. The grand piano was shimmering, the family photos on the fireplace were shining as though they were freshly polished, the couches looked dusted off as they usually did and outside in the yard the pool's waterfall feature was as magnificent as ever. ~Nothing's wrong in here. I'll go check the kitchen. I walked towards the kitchen and saw that the dished were neatly put into the washer dry and clean. ~Nothing wrong here either.~ I felt another presence brush past me and up the stairs. ~Hmm . . .~ I hopped onto the couch and silently opened the window hoping the presence wasn't aware of it. Then, I walked to the door and acted as though nothing was wrong and pretended that my parents were there. "Ok you guys I'm off to the library now!" I said into the supposedly empty house, opened the door and closed it loud enough for someone to hear. I walked out into the sidewalk and turned the curb. I waited for a second, then when the coast was clear, I concealed myself in the wind then flew right back to the house. I halted and my eyes went wide. eek ~Wha- what happened?~ The house torn to shreds so much so that you couldn't even see the second story anymore. I floated through the window and the house inside was even worse. The couch was ripped to shreds, the piano was broken down into a heap of wood on the floor, and the pictures lay on the ground with broken shards of glass everywhere. I continued on to the kitchen and saw all the utensils were scattered carelessly on the floor, as if the person that did this was searching for something. ~Oh my god! What did they do to mom and dad?!~ I left the kitchen and flew on upstairs, and that, was the thing I would regret the most in my entire life. I was greeted with complete darkness, an ear splitting cry coming from my parents, the malevolent cackle of an unknown man, and the scent, of freshly spilt blood. The lights came back on, and the unknown man was gone, however, my parents were there, on the floor of the hallway in a pool of their own crimson red blood. I had collapsed onto the floor revealing myself once again and cried like I've never have before. My tear gems were of a different shade this time, this time, they were a Midnight Blue. And from then on, I never went to school again.

~*~End Flashback~*~

I had to get out by any means necessary so I contacted the girl. ~HEY! You say you don't want to hurt me? THEN LET ME OUT!~ I got no response, But I couldn't stand it anymore. I absolutely despised complete isolation and darkness. My energy was released.

(OK, I know this is REALLY weird for me to ask, especially sence it's my character, but... Does anyone know if vampires bleed? sweatdrop [From what I've read, I can't figure it out... Some do, some don't...])

"B-Behind you..." Keshoto managed to choke out, pointing at the aproaching half-cyborg.

Hiei apeared out of nowhere, his sword ready to strike. The demon turned around at the last moment, and brought up an armored arm to stop him.

Keshoto turned back to Ashira. "My... Swords... Get... My swords." He pulled himself up, cringing as the spike of wood retreated through his ribcage.

(See, that's the problem... Keshoto doesn't suck blood... So... Would he bleed, or just kinda be in a lot of pain?)

(Uh... Well... He gets the neutrients he needs from meat... sweatdrop But he mainly drinks water. He may have a soda or beer or something every now and then, though...

...OK! So I have no idea! Kill me for not thinking through every last detail! *goes into dark corner to sulk*)