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He appeared as he fell, hittng the ground with a thud and whimpering as he pushed himself with a visibly shaking arm. Slinking up and forward, he looked around. In the middle of a street, cars flying past him in front and behind him, he became slowly, and excessively, childlike, obviously freightened. Waiting for the next car, he bolted to the other side, almost being hit, a slur thrown toward him and a honk.

Stares from people all around were because of his ragid, almost barbaric appearance. His clothing should have been white, but it was red stained, and the traditional fighting garb of the incubi was even more dirtied in it's meaning.

*Cady wanders out of the vamp HQ onto the streets of NYC. He's got his silver knuckledusters on, and he's looking for trouble. He wants to fight Lycans, preferably revolutionary lycans, but he's not fussy. Unfortunately most have either signed up to one side or the other or are dead, so there are few just wandering about. Cady follows a trail of blood to a, rather dissapointing, murderer. He'd stapped some guy, probably for something of value on him. Cady is bored, so he endulges himself. He puunches the mortal across the face, before he can even react and he's sent sprawling, three clean holes punched in his cheek, and pouring blood. As he begins to get up Cady kicks him down and something breaks. By now the man is terrified, and unable to understand why Cady had so much strength. Finally, Cady advances on him and stamps on his chest, crushing his ribcage and the fragile organs beneath. Cady wanders off, wipeing the blood off his knuckledusters with a hankerchief*

"Stone and fire...
Builds a pyre...
A broken Hearth...
Cut's..."

His head turned slightly with the glazing of his eyes, dissappearing before he hit the ground behind a bench. No one was in vicinity to see, thankfully.

*As I ride through the night I sense the fading life aura of a human not to far away. I turn down a road to investigate the death and dismount my cycle to continue on foot, and find that no other mortal could have done it. A vampire must have, it's stench still hangs on the air. I follow the scent trail to a vampire not to far away from it's victim and the vampire is walking casually. I follow at distance to see what his next moove is.* ((The vamp is Cady. Just for reference.))

*As cady wanders along, he eventually comes to... a demon, lying behind a bench? Cady laughs to himself, and considered the fact that, if he even cared, he would ask how the demon was. But he doesn't so he just carries on. After a little longer he encounters his quarry! a lycan in wolf form feasting on a young mortal boy. The lycan growls at Cady, and then runs off into a nearby alleyway. Cady follows. He confronts the beast, who prowls like the animal he is, untill he decides to attack. He leaps at Cady with surprising speed, but cady moves to the side and punches the lycan in the side of the head, smashing him into a wall and leaving three sizzling indents in the flesh of his face. Burning dog smelled bad, but Cady follwed up with anothe rpunch to the top of the Lycan's head, knocking it onto the floor, and leaving some more dents in it. Only problem was they were damn tough. Cady backs off a bit, and the Lycan jumps at him, Cady falls backwards, deliberately, and thrusts his hand up, putting the three spikes into the belly of the beast, and cutting him wide open. The lycan falls to the floor with three gaping wounds in his stomach, all three smokeing, and dying. Cady lights a cagarette, and is thankfull that it didn't bleed on him.*

*I still follow the vampire who killed the human. My senses dulled to everything except for traffic, dangers, and my quarry. As I follow, I catch up to the vampire as he finishes off a lycan were-wolf. I shake my head as it dies, but then think that it had it coming since it fed upon humans. The heat from a lighter attracts my attention away from the corpse to the vampire's aura standing nearby.* "This is what a vampire does in it's spare time?" I address to the vampire.

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::he takes out his cigs and lights up another one. he goes and sits on a bench while he smokes his cig::