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Bloody Mina

PostPosted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 7:58 pm


Ski-Neko nodded, and she looked at Esou with a smirk. "Yes... Lets..." She licked some of the blood off, around her mouth. Nn. Skiaska would kill me if I did anything... Ah well. She followed Esou tot he car as they took off.

((Hunters))
PostPosted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 7:59 pm


She glanced over at Esou as she began to slowly advance on the remaining daemon. Grinning, she nodded slightly, "Yes...you should go tell William. That would be - s**t..." She muttered the last curse softly as she turned towards the night, her eyes darting around at the darkness. There was something there...something that even with her strengthened sight she was having trouble locating. Silence.

Shaking her head slightly, as if to try and convince herself that she was imagining things, she turned to see the daemon she was supposed to catch running away towards the wall. She sighed, more perturbed than anything, as she drew her magnum, nonchalantly aiming it at the escaping "vampire". Firing off a single round, she daemon let out a murdrous scream of pain as his body appeared to burn from the inside out, finally falling into a pile of ashes.

Looking over at Skiaska, she gave a sort of shrug, as if to imply that it wasnt her fault, but she stopped short. The noise of shuffling entities, which her heightened sinses detected ever so slightly could be heard in the dark. A magnum in one hand, and the curved blade in the other, she quirked an eyebrow as she slowly began to advance towards where she had heard the sound.

Then it hit her, the presence of dozens of the same creatures as the ones they had just finished off. And at that moment, they plunged out of the darkness in waves. It was obvious that once they had been discovered, one of the creatures had called for back up...and what a backup they had summoned. At least 3 dozen more daemons rushed into the area, clsoing the gap between them and the hunters quickly. "Umm....guys? We might want to stick around for a bit," she said, as she shifted her magnum forwards and began firing into the mass.

Syrens Song


Bloody Mina

PostPosted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 8:06 pm


"Well crap." Skiaska smirked maliciously as they came charging. "You'd think the ******** would learn..." She pulled out her katana once more before rushing at them with a dark laugh that hung in the air, intimidating a few of the weaker ones. Those were quickly shredded to ribbons at her hands. She ditched her blade and used her bare hands, caving in heads, breaking bones, and snapping necks. Ski frowned, since all that had only killed about five.
PostPosted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 8:08 pm


Dessik was glad he came back when he did. He had never seen that many demons at once. But he looked at her and she didn't break a sweat or panic. Inside, he sensed a little bit of worry.
He wanted to jump in and help but those were hunters and he had yet to encounter their kind and test their tolerance. Dessik would wait until she needed help before he would jump in.

Original Desik


Illiud

PostPosted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 8:17 pm


Esou frowned mentally, and drew Krii'Ouse's swords. He charged into the fray, kicking two into the ground, smashing their heads into the pavement. He sliced at two daemons, sending them into fatal conflagarations. He jumped over two, kicking them down, and stabbed into two others. He spun around, and hewed the previous two in twain. 'Eight... not enough...'
PostPosted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 8:43 pm


Skiaska happily sliced, carved, pummeled, and beat the demons into severla differnet things. Blood had splashed over every inch of her, and she continued to "play" in this blood bath. (If it's technically a blood bath... Hmmmm...)

She stopped when she held a heart in her hand. Neko-Ski had decided ot tkae a break. Skiaska choked as she held the organ. "Oh, dear God." She threw it away form her, and it coincidentally landed just in front of a demon's foot, making him slip and fall into a small crowd of bodies, entangling him. Skiaska shivered a bit, but continued fighting.

Bloody Mina


Original Desik

PostPosted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 8:50 pm


Dessik kept watching, avoiding from being seen as blood flew everywhere. Of course she was in the middle of the bloodshed, slashing and killing. How does one become so...lost that they can kill like this? She showed no emotion at all and no malice or glee for the kill was impressed upon him. It was almost disgusting.
PostPosted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 9:00 pm


Haruko walked into the place, and finds an area far removed from the eyes of mortals. He draws his sword and closes his eyes and speaks a few words in his native tongue. The sword begins to glow faintly with a pinkish-purple color. The color often portrayed as that of internal organs. He then slams the thing into the ground, point first, and something interesting happens. The ground splits, and what appears to be flesh begins to emerge from the split, and foce it wider yet. Eventually the thing is about a meter in diameter and round, and looks vaguely like a sphinctre muscle, closed tight. Haruko removes the sword and re-sheaths it, but not before wiping the blade clean. And then he waits a little while. Eventually an odd creature emerges from the odd portal, something smaller than a human and wrapped in what appaers to be a coccoon, appart from his head. He has a long, thin beard and eyebrows, and eyes that are very nearly closed. The man speaks to Haruko in Japanese, and the honorable samurai demon responds in kind. The conversation ends with the small creature laughing, and then dissapearing down the hole, and then the hole opening up letting what appear to be 3 ninja demons and a taller, warrior demon who's thin limbs and decaying flesh make him look more like a Zombie than anything else. Haruko pours blood on the sphynctre, and it turns to blood itself, and is sucked up by the soil. Eventually there is no sign of it ever existing, except the summoned demons who gathered to Haruko. "Yaki, Yokui, Matsu, You will find the one who is known as Echo, and you will inform her that I have returned." His response is hissing from the creatures whos eyes glowed green in the dark and left trails when they moved. Each of the three then leap into the air and then vanish completely, like shadows in the night. He turns his attention to the 7 Foot lumbering giant, "Hanada... Hanada you will accompany me, to the demonic center of this city but you must hide in a scroll while I move you..." He tells the thing, and then takes out a thin strip of paper upon which he traces a symbol simply translated meant, "Demon" The symbol glows brightly for a moment, as does Hanada, but then both cease to glow, and Hanada dissapears.

Apollyon Marinax Tarimita


Bloody Mina

PostPosted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 9:21 pm


((Who are you talking about, Tsukato Mirimota?))
PostPosted: Sun Dec 11, 2005 10:35 am


Sliding her magnum back into its holster as it was proving far less effective than real hand to hand, she slid across the blood soaked gorund to grab the second blade she had dropped a few feet away. By the time she had regained her footing, the daemons were upon them, and she wasted no time in getting into action. Every move she made was fluid and graceful as she began slicing her way through the hoard.

Two tried to lunge at her at once, and she barely managed to avoid being taken out. She had been forced to do a sort of duck roll out of the way, turning and running her blade through a daemons chest. As that one suffered, she used it as a mount to kick another oncoming one away from her as she threw her weight into a cartwheel which completely impaled the daemon as she moved over him. Landing gracefully, she ripped her blade out, turning just in time with both blades to block the oncoming attack of a daemon that was significantly larger than her.

Both blades crossed, she grimaced under the strain that he was pulling on her block. Just when it seemed that she had met her match, she let out a frustrated yell and slammed her foot into him, causing him to stumple back long enough for her to leap through the air at him, plunging both blades ito his chest. As he let out a roar of pain, she threw her weight backwards, causing them both to fall to the ground as she planted her foot in his stomach and pushed, so that as they contacted the ground he was thrown off her weapons, and herself. Continuing to roll afterwards, she stood up, breathing heavily as blood from the battle slid down her face. For a moment, she was allowed to breath, but then she felt a mass slam into her from the side.

She hit the ground hard; hard enough to knock the wind out of her for a moment. And then there was pain...a lot of it. At first she was not sure what had happened, but then she felt a blade rip from her shoulder. Though the pain was almost blinding, she screamed in rage as her fangs gleamed while she swung her arm towards the daemon on top of her, the blade digging straight into the side of his head. As she slumped to the side off of her, she scrambled to ehr feet, hissing in pain, "AHH! s**t!"

Syrens Song


Myythren

PostPosted: Sun Dec 11, 2005 5:10 pm


Walking into the park, Myyth smelled the wind, trying to get a feel for who was around. At least a few vamps, and she suspected the hunters as well. There wern't any other morals whose scents she knew even this vaguly. Now rather interested she walked toward she thought the scents were coming form. Maybe she could lend a hand, or something.

If nothing else it might take her mind of things for at least a few minutes, and let her do something useful.
PostPosted: Sun Dec 11, 2005 8:52 pm


Esou sheathed the swords, and went feral on the daemons. He ripped skin from bone, and tore flesh from muscle. He kicked heads, and broke sternums. When he took a moment to rest, he had mutilated five more 'vampires.' He turned to see Kerrigan tackled to the ground. 'Kerri-friend!' he cried, rushing to her aide, drawing his daisho, and slicing throats of two assailing daemons.

'Is Kerri-friend alright?' the large hybrid wolf asked her, putting his arm down to help her. He sniffed her. 'Kerri-friend... is not human...' he finally noticed. He had sensed something strange about her for some time. Now he knew for sure.

Illiud


Illiud

PostPosted: Sun Dec 11, 2005 9:02 pm


((NPC'ing Skiaska, at Mina's request.))

Skiaska noted that there were only two daemons left. She pulled out her combat knife, and charged at the last two. The one to be interrogated was already tied up, so these were fair game. She jumped onto one's shoulders, stabbing it in the neck, slicing from one side to the other, and used his body to proel herself at the second daemon.

The daemon reacted quickly, and smacked her to the ground. She let out a cry of pain as she hit the ground hard. The daemon lifted her up by the collar of her jecket, and she took the initiative, stabbing her knife into his neck, sending it flailing backwards. 'Take that, you b*****d!' she yelled, jumping onto it's sternum, caving it's chest in. She retrieved her knife, and headed over to Esou and Kerri.

'Hey there, you cute puppy.' she said flirtily.

Esou grinned. 'Greetings, Skiaska-mate.'

*Oh God, did he just say that?!?!* Krii'Ouse thought to himself, and to Skiaska.

*Yes, love. He did... hee hee* Skiaska let Krii'Ouse hear.

*s**t...* Krii'Ouse replied.

Esou turned to Kerri. 'Does Kerri-friend need help back to Haven?' he asked her, bending down to let her climb onto his back.

Skiaska headed back to the Krii'Vette. She would rive back, as Esou didn't know how to drive.
PostPosted: Sun Dec 11, 2005 11:01 pm


Walking into the park, Mina noticed that there had been a good fight there. She could smell blood of all kinds. "What a feast," she thought. She walked under the moon's glow making it to a fountain. She sat on the side and let the light glow upon her from beneath the pool. The tile that decorated the fountai were cool, but not as cold as Mina's skin was.
Mina traced her hand ontop of the water letting it glide across it making little waves and ripples. The light coming from beneath the water glemed against hre black dress. The dress was somewhat scandalous, but who would see it? The plunging neck line showed the light lace-work on her black bra. Mina crossed her legs and sat at an angle leaning closer into the pool.
Staring into her reflextion she looked herself over. Her silver tinted, husky blue eyes glowed softly into the water. Her face look as pale as it had been for the past centuries. She let out a sigh and looked at her light and luscious lips to see the slightest glipses of fangs. Her hair was pulled back but still her long bangs fell down the side of her face to laydown onto the water mere inches below her nose. The blonde in her hair shined like light gold in the water.
The thick braid that laid on her back slowly slid to her shoulder. Mina sat up quickly as to not have all of her hair wet. She didnt want to seem like some bum who was trying to bathe in a park. Her wet bangs laid against her face to trail down her slender and delicate neck. The water from the bangs traced lines down her collar bone only to continue to slide down her chest. Sitting very straight, she had a hand on each side of her and her legs were still crossed but began to relax more and go to and angle rather right infront of her.
Mina took her braid in hand noticing it had made its way to the water. She scrunched some of the water out over the pool. The braid was then laid across her shoulder and to continue to her lap hanging over slightly. She sighed again longing to lay somewhere, but she knew that she could not be doing that for a little while. She could sense the strangers among the park. Mina sat there calmly and waited. What she was waiting was unsure even to herself, but still she waited.
 

insanemetalpanda


Syrens Song

PostPosted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 3:16 am


Her hand instictively closed tightly over her shoulder as blood began to trickle through her fingers. With her free hand she allowed herself to be helped up by Esou. As he mentioned that she was not human, her gaze turned to the side slightly, "No...no, im not human anymore Esou."

As Skiaska joined them, she grimaced slightly as she applied more pressure to the wound, which had not begun to heal as it normally would have by now. As Esou moved to let her get on his back, she shook her head, shaking a wave of fatigue from her with a smile, "Nah, its alright. I cant leave me tomahawk out around here....not to mention im techincally not with NYHG anymore." As her wound gave an uncomfortable throb, causing her to grimace in pain, a soft hiss escaping her through her fangs, she looked at him once again, "But maybe I'll follow you guys....it'll be good to see everyone again."
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