Welcome to Gaia! ::

-enters from the city-
-falls to the ground and crawls up the steps to his aparment and unlocks his door, and falls in pointing his gun at the window-

david inspected the hunters apartment, bullet holes, blood stains. it must have been bad he thought. "so were is you medical stuff" he asked. he needed to get the bullets out before the wounds sealed up.

((Not to come out sounding like a b***h, but seriously guys? Those are like not even post worthy. Would it kill you to write an entire sentence or two?))

(sorry!)

Wonders why? Why would they attack...and only normal bullets. He begins to reload his desert eagle. He looks for a spare clip but he cant find one so he graps a knife that had fallen during the fight.

"Is anyone going to get the medical sullipes! I am bleeding out here!" He yells!

Score one for me! He stares at the dead vamp body that is behead on the table. He cut his head off with the axe. Nice. He was the top fighter in his weightclass in his ufc class! That vamps almost killed him but then he smashed his head into the wall then cut it off!

Kalan stood silent in the hallway, both hands clapped over her mouth and nose. The entire building wreaked of blood. Her eyes followed the drippy trail leading from the room at her side. There was so much. The scent was everywhere. She hated it. The situation at hand would have certainly been at it's worst if one didn't also take into account the vampires lurking around the area. Some of them had fed recently but others hadn't. And Kalan could feel their lust.

She shook her head a few times, the pale locks at her back rippling like water. She had to snap out of it. A man was on the floor in the room behind her who needed care. She had to do something, but the stench was all around her. The instincts of the vampire's close seemed to be seeping into her, she could feel the smell changing into something sweeter. It changed slowly but it was shifting none the less. Kalan could almost feel the blood lust as if it were her own.

"I can't take this." She said. She pulled up the barrier in her mind again, blocking out her "gift" of super senses. Slowly the scent of blood grew faint, and the feelings of wanting it in any form left her. Though she was gradually becoming numb again, the cold midnight air had sharpened her senses. She had felt aware, and had been given a taste of the power that was normally kept safely tucked away in check. She was happy to feel dull again. Most would long for that strong, sharp, feeling of power. But Kaye wanted nothing to do with it, and wished only for her peaceful blindness. A human's dull senses were what suited her. They were what she wanted. The only thing one with such good hearing, sight and smell could look forward too, would be the knowledge of just how much danger they were in every second of their life. Kalan would rather be blind than know just what lie in wait around her, hidden by shadow. She would be in fear constantly. But she wasn't like that. "Kaye" was outgoing, and brave. She hated the thought of living in fear.

Kalan opened her eyes again and slid into the room. "Yeah yeah. Roll over Mr. Impatient." she said sitting down by the hunter. "Good Lord.." her hand ran over his back counting. "You were shot eight times in the back? How many slugs does it take to put you down?" She reached over and pulled the medical supplies closer. It took all of five minutes to get the seven bullets she could out. The rapid healing caught up to her on the eighth and she had to leave it in.

"Do you have any sense of self preservation? Be more careful when on the job. If I hadn't been here you would be walking around a living piece of swiss cheese." Kalan laughed pulling a bandage tight around his abdomen. Blood stained the carpet and the body near by was beginning to bug her, but patching up the hunter reminded her of her rambunctious little brothers. Patrick would always get scratched up trying to act like Aiden, and Aiden would get bloodied for messing up a hunt. She missed her home. A hint of her Irish accent slipped out in her speech, but that was the only indicator of Kalan's decent. "I need to find Asher, lest he get lost somewhere."

Kalan's eyes tinted a light green as a bit of wanderlust sunk in. The thought of an adventure had always intrigued her. Ever since she was little she had loved running around in the woods following deer trails around the island. "A hunt for my friend?" She smiled tying off the wrap. "Sounds like fun!" Her laughed rang out a bit. "But he probably wont like you.." She said watching him. As a matter of fact, Asher would most likely want to tear the gray wolf limb from limb. "Its probably not a good idea. I really should go alone. He'd scold me for being near you." She averted her eyes as they melted into a darker blue.

She saw the longing in his eyes, and an uneasiness had crept its way around him. She looked up as his large ears flipped from side to side. He was huge. "I don't know.. He might hurt you. And the last thing we need is another injured person lying around." She could feel Asher's presence. He was close by. It was doubtful he was within a city block of her position but as soon as he felt her he would most likely come charging. She didn't like the idea of David being caught in a fight. Though he was quite large and indeed had very sharp teeth, the feel around him was that of innocence. Being near him she couldn't help but think of him as a puppy. One that could be easily hurt.

Her eyes scanned the bloodied room and then fell on the wolf again. "I should go. I'll see you later David. We're bound to run into each other some time." She rose pulling her bag over her right shoulder.