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 Posted: Sun Aug 04, 2013 10:57 pm
 
The spoils of victory. It looked like Velox was really quite distraught by his epic failure, but whatever. It was expected, as Elizabeth was a perfect soldier. Nothing could beat her; and Azrael was convinced of that, only moreso with this battle. He cast away the barrier, but not until he had eight shadows crawling around Velox's body, restraining his every muscle. They wrapped around his arms, legs, neck, torso and whatnot. With Elizabeth at his back, the vampire went forward, casting aside the Forecage as he went for his mark. The steps were slow, and silent. When he came over, standing up above the kneeling Were, the vampire grinned. "I've been waiting for years to share my 'love' with a fierce warrior, loyal and proud. You're not quite what I wanted, but it's okay. I can craft you as I want." At that moment, he slit the werewolf's throat, blood pouring out down his neck. It never made it to his chest, however, as Azrael licked up all of the spilled blood as it fell down his skin. But that didn't prove to be enough, so he went further. He sunk his fangs into his femoral artery, and drained him completely dry. "Ooh, I'm going to get fat." His nose, all the way to his collarbone, was smeared with blood. Everywhere.
It'd been a while since he'd taken quite this much, but why bother to stop? He was dead.
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A few minutes later, he sliced open one of his wrists, and bled into Velox's mouth, which he had opened slightly after he'd fallen. He stared impatiently as he bled into him, and when he'd bled out enough, Azrael had his shadows carry him over to his little lair amongst the buildings of the town. He followed suit, but it took a bit to gather the desire to move, after all of that blood he'd just consumed. It was kind of like a weird orgasm in his stomach, and that sort of thing could leave a man unwilling to do much else until the feeling passed. When it did, he dashed over, and shoved Velox into his coffin. Azrael really preferred to sleep in a bed, but he needed one of these things as a token of his heritage. And they were useful for this type of scenario, where he really didn't feel like digging up a gaping hole in the ground just for this guy. After sitting his a** on the coffin, keeping it shut extra tight, for at least a dozen minutes, he clapped his hands. He felt a pulse again, from beneath him. He opened up the coffin real wide, and planted a kiss on the newly-undead's cheek. "Why hello there, mister progeny! Welcome to the world as a vampire! It's quite literally not the brightest experience, but it gets the job done. I'd say the disdain by the other races, and of course by the sun, is quite worth it for an eternity of life. Especially so, since you'll be spending that eternity with me. Yes, all me."
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Posted: Mon Aug 05, 2013 4:55 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 05, 2013 5:27 pm
He couldn't help but roll his eyes, as the mangy beast rose up and threatened to murder him. He already tried that before he was essentially Azrael's b***h, and it failed. It wasn't going to somehow work this time. "Try, then. You'll be disappointed in the results." He wouldn't even be able to bring himself to do it. His anger and rage would melt away the second he tried to lay a hand on him. A few seconds of waiting, and -- surprise, it was true. "I'm no 'Sir', that's way too formal. I'm just Azrael, and you're just... well, if you want me to call you by this new alias, then sure." If they were going to be cramped together for eternity, he wouldn't start off their 'bond' by calling him the wrong name. Whatever he wanted was good enough for the vampire. "You know, I kind of like the werewolf side of you more. It's a lot more interesting, and severely less formal. We're children of the night, why not act like it?" He smiled slightly, and beckoned for Elizabeth to guard at the door. The vampire stared at his progeny from head to toe, trying to ascertain what was next. "So, are you hungry? I was so hungry when I first became a vampire that I ate my maid. Lovely starting experience. I don't want any weird relapses down the road, so we should get your strength back. Coming back from the dead isn't totally harmless on the body, it'll take a little bit before you're back to being... healthy." Luckily for Velox... Atrox, whatever -- his potential would be expanded from what it ever was. Hopefully he thought that was worth it, in exchange for an eternal life of cold skin and emptiness.
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Posted: Mon Aug 05, 2013 5:47 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 05, 2013 6:02 pm
"I'm not hungry," he blatantly responded. "I sucked you dry, remember?" Nevertheless, he motioned for his progeny to follow him. Once they exited the small building he'd reserved for himself, Azrael would wander the streets for a little. Not for too long. He was trying to find a 'mark'. "Part of being a vampire is having to feed almost every day. For younger vampires like yourself, it can be 'annoying' or 'tedious' to have to woo people into letting you drink them on a daily basis. So, most young vampires just kill their targets or beat them into submission. I happen to be a young vampire, so frankly, I'm not patient enough for this s**t." Before their eyes, Elizabeth would leap from the shadows and lock a teenage girl's neck into a firm grip, which quickly escalated into completely shattering the bone, killing her instantly. Dragging her by the hair, Elizabeth came up to Exitium, and offered him his meal. "Not the most glamorous 'mark', but it'll work." They'd be going after much more exciting marks in the future, like Ysari and Incubus. They had the best blood. But -- this split little progeny he had didn't have a bit of self control to his name. They had to be cunning about how they fed, and him going all wild wolfy wasn't going to do them good in the long-run. "So, what are your plans, now that you're a vampire? Frankly my life is pretty boring, so I'd love to participate. Especially if you're into the violent s**t."
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Posted: Mon Aug 05, 2013 6:24 pm
  ☾ ☽Feed ☾ ☽1600______ ☾ ☽Energy ☾ ☽Pool__☾ ☽1600__☾ ☽Strength & Speed:7&8_________
 Not once did the hybrid glance to Azrael or Elizabeth as they walked about the town. His mouth began to water at the various scents that drifted to his nostrils. Wolf-like hearing allowing him to hear the continuous, rhythmic thud of others' beating hearts. For some reason, however, as the vampire spoke to him its kunoichi did the work. She caught hold of her prey and, after rendering her dead, she brought the limp female body to Exitium. He grimaced. His eyes flashed to red. "Do not expect me to feed from her, Leech!" he spoke as he lifted the body and tore it in half. The man had a rather odd reason for such a statement.
He had disappeared. Into the shadows he slipped into invisibility like he had his entire life. By blending into the shadows Atrox came to realize his vampiric abilities made utilizing such skills that more comfortable. "Aaaa-!" was all that was heard. The screech was brief but, if one were to go in search of the source, they find the enormous male with his mouth latched upon the throat of another helpless female.
Refreshed and replenished the being made his way back to his creator; eyes blue as the sky. "My apologies for the 'leech' comment. I merely prefer blood warm and straight from the vein. It is satisfying to have the heart halt as you feed rather than prior to such actions." Blood stained areas about his jaw, throat, and chest. "I have made a mess as well.." Feeding for the first time it was clear he was not used to it. Sucking the life out of something.
His head turned ever so slightly to meet the eyes of Azrael. "As for plans," a grin, for once, crept over his face. "Teach me all that you can." He cracked his neck and knuckles, an old habit. "I want Nocturne." 
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Posted: Mon Aug 05, 2013 6:52 pm
Well, Velox-whatever was a bit of an emotional rollercoaster. Constantly shifting from anger to formality. He'd have to get that in check eventually, or Azrael would go crazy from all the sudden outbursts. "You're forgiven. I actually loved your choice of title for me; it was very accurate." The vampire smiled slightly. He didn't care about being disrespected. It wasn't worth stupid arguments. "Your artwork is amazing. I think I've found a prodigy!" Azrael clapped enthusiastically, his red eyes averted to the lovely, ripped-in-half girl and the pool of blood flowing down the concrete. Of course, it wasn't wise to leave a trail of bodies and just stay in place. Before he spoke, he mentally decided that he'd just stick to calling the guy Atrox. It was a hassle to constantly change names based on eye color or whatever. "You want Nocturne? Ha! That's a fun little idea. Was the Captain planning on deposing the King all along?" He tilted his head, his eyes full of excitement. Nocturne was such a dramatic nation. "Well, it'll be easy to take the city. I need to learn some stuff, too, though -- if you haven't noticed, I'm a little reliant on Elizabeth, at this point." He'd always been kinda lazy, always having her pick up for his slack. "If Nocturne is what you want, though..." The vampire placed a palm on the shoulder of his progeny, looking into his eyes. "Then we'll get that for you." He passed the large man a slip of paper, which explained the fine details of shadow magic. That was probably one of the most important things Atrox would want to learn.
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Posted: Mon Aug 05, 2013 9:22 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2013 4:07 am
xxxxxxxxxx┫Ａｌｉｓｔａｉｒ Ｍａｒｉｃ┣
"I SPEAK TO EVERYONE IN THE SAME WAY,
WHETHER HE IS THE GRABAGE MAN OR THE KING OF NOCTURNE."
"AND I CAN FIGHT ONLY FOR SOMETHING THAT I LOVE,
LOVE ONLY WHAT I RESPECT,
AND RESPECT ONLY WHAT I AT LEAST KNOW." xxx☠ ☠ ☠xxxＲｅｓｐｅｃｔxxＳｈｏｕｌｄxxＢｅxＥａｒｎｅｄ，xＮｅｖｅｒ xＧｉｖｅｎ ！xxxx☠x☠x☠  XXXXXXXXXXXXXXHybridxx㊋xxNinjaxx㊋xxAdeptxx㊋xxNocturne Respect is something gained.x x x
Though if mutual,x x x
it opens the door for eternal friendship.x x x
Several bats could be seen closing in on the city in several directions, all seemingly headed toward the same point. Just a few feet from where Atrox and Azrael stood, the bats formed together and began to mold themselves into the shape of one stoic Alistair. Naturally, he gave the two a rather dull look. For some strange reason, his body was drawn to this place, and since the man who appeared to be Velox was here, he no longer questioned why he had to come. "Velox, I get the whole Sire bond thing, but did you really have to call me all of the way out here for no appa-..." There was something off about Velox. He could smell it. He smelled like a vampire. Perhaps it was because he laid with the other vampire in the area. Who knows? "I don't think it's necessary to call me over here after you finished your business. I was under the impression I could still enjoy myself without being called every five minutes."
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"Anything it takes to survive."
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Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2013 5:48 pm
"Ooh!" he quickly replied to the entrance of the other... hybrid, his head turning to him, the mage immediately jetting closer to this strange creature. He smelled just like Velox, and they mentioned this... sire bond? Did that mean that Velox was as to this man, as Azrael was to him? A master and a progeny? "No, I think it's very necessary that he called you here. You're here to meet me, my friend." Elizabeth silently crept up behind Alistair, and breathed against his neck, smoothing her claws through his hair. This was, of course, by mental command of Azrael. The intention really -was- to freak him out, if only so he'd get used to it. It was going to be a very extended relationship between these two, if he had any intention of continuing to stay with Atrox. "My name's Azrael. What's yours?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 09, 2013 3:08 am
xxxxxxxxxx┫Ａｌｉｓｔａｉｒ Ｍａｒｉｃ┣
"I SPEAK TO EVERYONE IN THE SAME WAY,
WHETHER HE IS THE GRABAGE MAN OR THE KING OF NOCTURNE."
"AND I CAN FIGHT ONLY FOR SOMETHING THAT I LOVE,
LOVE ONLY WHAT I RESPECT,
AND RESPECT ONLY WHAT I AT LEAST KNOW." xxx☠ ☠ ☠xxxＲｅｓｐｅｃｔxxＳｈｏｕｌｄxxＢｅxＥａｒｎｅｄ，xＮｅｖｅｒ xＧｉｖｅｎ ！xxxx☠x☠x☠ XXXXXXXXXXXXXXHybridxx㊋xxNinjaxx㊋xxAdeptxx㊋xxNocturneRespect is something gained.x x x
Though if mutual,x x x
it opens the door for eternal friendship.x x x
When the other vampire in the area approached him, Alistair merely glared at him. His initial was was simply 'why is this man so close?' But that, of course was so trivial. Most vampires liked being upclose, which was why most of them were close ranged fighters. He also took note of another scent in the area that was approaching him from behind. Though not sensing bloodlust coming from her, Alistair didn't mind her contact. He merely ignored her as she ran her claws against his head. Any scratches they may have caused were almost healed instantly. "Alistair. I can assure you that the intrigue is fairly one sided. Look, if I'm going to spit blood everytime I'm called, I might as well have been warned. I can tell Velox was in pain, but it seems like you guys are fine and dandy. So I'll end it with this: I'm guessing a**l penetration hurts or something, but I feel it when Velox is in pain. I spit blood and I fly to his location for some reason. Please, reciprocate so that I don't have to witness the horrid act."
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"Anything it takes to survive."
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Posted: Tue Aug 13, 2013 3:35 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 8:52 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 8:47 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 9:05 pm
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