|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 9:19 am
-he makes his way along the surface streets, his eyes flickering as he searches for more nightwalkers amungst the mortal cattle-
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 9:27 am
-he makes his way into a back allyway, a dark man follows him, Vel can read his thoughts, he thinks he can mug Vel, Vel merely snickers and turns around to face the man so quickly it was instant, the man was startled but then quickly composed himself and threatened Vel with a knife, Vel merely smirked as his eyes began to flicker violently, the man quickly dropped his knife and clutched his head, he began to scream but his voice was quickly smothered by pouring blood, it was pouring from his ears, eyes, nose and mouth, the man quickly flopped over into a pile, his brain had just exploded and leaked out of his skull- Pathetic...
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 9:27 am
* Walking to the edge of the roof top * Thank you my Pe for the information you have told me * A grin comes acrrows my face*
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 9:34 am
-he waves his hand and the mans body flips up and into a dumpster, the dumpster quickly catches fire as the lid closes- Rubbish to burn with more Rubbish...
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 9:37 am
Velante Sentru -he waves his hand and the mans body flips up and into a dumpster, the dumpster quickly catches fire as the lid closes- Rubbish to burn with more Rubbish...
Why Do you have to injury mortals ? * turn my attention to Vel* Why not turn it in to a ghoul?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 9:46 am
-he smirks and waves his hand at meph as he walks away- I have enough minions...
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 9:49 am
-he makes his way back out to the surface, a man passing on a motor bike catches his eye, Vel snaps his fingers and the man stops his bike infront of Vel and offers him a ride, Vel then kicks the man off and hops onto the bike and revs up the engine and roars away-
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 9:54 am
-he weaves between traffic, not really sure of where he himself is going-
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 10:04 am
-he runs a few red lights one after another, finally a police man spotted him and chased after him, the poor bike did not have enough gas to get away for long so Vel took some drastic measures, he grabs his gun from his holsters and quicker then could be seen, he turned around and fired two shots into the cars front tires, and before he could be seen was back driving the bike, like he never moved, as the cop car swirved and skidded sideways he ducked into a side allyway-
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 11:11 am
*Cady had slept a while in the alleyway. He wa sbothered by a hobo for his spot, who cady promptly dispatched and drank his blood. The wound began to blead again but closed itself up quickly after. Cady feels the scar on his face, the hollow socket with slightly shaking hands. it had happened... He growls a little, and considers revenge, but that would be going back on his oath. That would make him less than one of those petty mortals. He heads back for his guns, dried blood on his face and his hand and caked on his shirt and jacket. He follows the trail of his own blood back to the rooftop, and looked at the pool of blood that was still sticky there. He picks up his guns in their holsters and puts them around his waist. He then decides to head for the club, see what his geniusses could do. Not long after that he heads back into the city, with an eyepatch over the afflicted side. They'd offered him a glass eyeball, which he'd refused. There was no use if he couldn't see out of it. He'd cleaned himself up, too, and changed clothes. He looked quite the sight now, with a scar running the lengh of his face, and an eyepatch and now he got a fair few second looks.*
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2005 6:38 pm
*Rogue walked down in an area where the city was leveled. not much had been cleared away....most of the rubble still remained.
she lit a cigarette and could smell 2 policemen nearby. she wasn't even armed tonight. it didn't matter to her. Rogue sat on a bigger piece of rubble and waited for her presence to become known.
she was right..as one of the policeman looked up to her..."what are you doin up there?"
taking a long drag on her cigarette Rogue just stared into the faces of them. she didn't respond.
the other policeman whipped out his gun, and as he did so, the other followed in the same motion. "get down from there and get out of this area. it's restricted!"
Rogue began climbing down slowly. "yes. it is restricted. what are you doing here?" she smirked and in a graceful motion only a vampire could make she moved behind the two men. she spoke into their minds with the pressure of her 500 years against theirs...sleep. instantly they dropped to the ground.
her teeth pierced the skin in a rough motion. the beast inside of her took over as the lust for blood pounded inside.
it had been too many days since she had fed....to many days since she felt the hot sweet blood roll over her tongue.
as she finished she licked her lips of the remaining blood and pushed their bodies under some rocks and rubble.
she continued walking in the night.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2005 11:34 am
-he makes his way away from the crashed cop car, trying to blend into the crowds as he mingles in-
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2005 11:36 am
-he can hear the sirins roar as he tries to remain un-noticed amungst the moveing crowds, he then ducks into a back ally and takes a seat on a wooden crate against a dumpster- Heh.. what fun...
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2005 11:43 am
-he stands back up and wanders back out onto the street, makeing hs way along to the diners and restaurants-
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2005 11:54 am
-he wanders up to a restaurant and looks in the window, nothing appitizeing so he moves on, he makes his way back to the hideout for the evening-
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
