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Troubled Monster Vice Captain
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 Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2011 9:40 pm
"Training weapons?" He asked, his eyes growing wide making him look unbelievably baby bunny like...and oh so innocent. Two thousand year old vampire war lords weren't supposed to look like baby bunnies, something was wrong. Eros pointed it at Luna and scowled. "Why don't you shove it up your lady parts and give them a real job!" Oh dear God he was taking this in that direction. "Training weapons, what are you, human?" Eros shook his head, waving the sticks around like they were made of twizzlers. "Moro mou," He started, the greek sounding positively natural as it rolled of his tongue. Eros opened his mouth to continue his insult but decided this weaponry episode really wasn't all that important. "if you're going to work with giant polls, you should at least give your sparring partner a little poll dance first—and I can't believe Theron Devonshire blacksmith of wonder extrodinare, who by the way is dying to get laid, I can smell it all over him, is giving you training weapons. Either you're better with a sword than we all assume you are and as such he doesn't want to lose a head, or your sire is a p***y."
Yes ancient vampire used the word p***y.
"You know, as far back as I can remember, he was capable, but not much of a conquerer himself." Eros paused, a slight frown coming onto his lips. "It's really too bad I was into women at the time I knew your sire, I would have forced him to ******** me, he's hot." Oh s**t, Eros wasn't shy or ashamed.
"Speaking of hot guys, where's yours?" Eros looked around himself more for show but turned his vision infrared to find Casper. After a tiny bit of searching, Eros' eyes found the slightly yellow outline of Casper's body a few rooms down.
His vision returned to normal as he turned his focus back on Luna. "Okay how do you feel about threesomes?" It was hard to tell if he was kidding or not. "And moro mou, don't forget: you're a sexy confident woman who happens to secretly know how to wield outdated weaponry, much like myself!" Okay no, Eros knew he was a man, he just thought pretending to be a woman for like minute would be fun.
"And how do you want to do this training session because I'm bored!"
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2011 10:22 pm
 
Luna just looked at him, slack jawed and mouth hanging open. She didn't know what to say... at all. How did you respond to that? She didn't know if he was serious, if he was joking... or.. or what!! Yes she could see both those reasons as the reason for having training weapons but... poll dancing?!?! And shoving them... NO! Threesomes?! What... This was... way way weird, and embarrassing!! Despite being dead all the blood in her body had managed to make it's way to her cheeks. "N- No." she said firmly.. ish.
And she thought she was going to be training with Casper first and then going up against Eros and her sire! Uuugggghhhh!!! "Well my thoughts were on learning a few things from Casper first and then him and I going up against you and Devonshire. But... I guess we can start now. I'm... a lot out of practice..." yeah she was going to use this time to brush up on her old "routine" while Casper did what he needed to do....
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crayons 4 the color blind Vice Captain
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Troubled Monster Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 7:39 pm
Eros looked at Luna with a rather blank expression. "No what?" He asked not actually expecting her to elaborate. But for some reason Eros figured she would. He'd n** that in the bud. "Don't go into further detail I get it, no no no..no, I was only kidding. Except for that Devonshire part, that was me being serious-he's got a huge, you know." Well at least Eros hoped she knew.
Eros nodded, a seemingly over understanding look on his face. "Mmhmm" He held a finger out, signaling the "one minute" he needed, opened his mouth and "CASPER ST. CLAIR! I know you're off the phone so get your hunter a** in here and teach this lady some dance moves!"
Eros recoiled his his finger and looked at Luna with a bored, but analyzing expression. Really he was looking at her clothes. He took a step back, his lips pouting slightly as he pressed his index finger to them much like a house-bunny would. "Oh ok, I get it now."
Casper had been minding his own business, sort of going over things in his head when the loudest ******** sound in the world pierced his highly sensitive ears. The vampire immediately clasped both hands to the sides of his head but it was all for not. Damn his super hearing! Despite trying to block out the sound, Casper had heard who he assumed was Eros' message (based on how demanding it was). He did need to teach Luna a few things, and he figured it was best not to piss off a 2000 year old vampire who was just about as close to a Lavinia as they could get.
Casper slowly tip toed into the living room where he had heard the sound and made a confused face as he saw the new...decor. Unlike so many, Casper was good at filling in the blanks. Just to confirm his suspicions, Casper decided to ask Luna (because Eros couldn't be totally trusted...especially not with those tight jeans, they screamed evil) an easy to answer question.
"We're training in here, right? That's why it's empty?" But unlike Luna, Eros wasn't nice and didn't wait his turn to be spoken to.
"No we cleared the floor to get a better look at you. -Train the woman now-." The ancient crossed his arms and tossed his nose in the air aristocratically, "And I suggest you do it shirtless as a vampire's skin needs to breath else the body requires excessive amounts of blood....it's what happens when you don't sweat." That was a total lie. Eros just really wanted to see a six pack.
Casper looked between the two vampires but decided to focus his attention to Luna. "Maybe I'll take my sweater off later." He really didn't know whether or not to believe this guy. He sounded so convincing but Casper just knew that his suggestion didn't make any sense!
"Uh Luna, what did Devonshrie teach you that maybe I should know?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 9:05 pm
Luna shook her head, this man was... something else. Grimacing as Eros bellowed, as much as the man could bellow that is, and wincing at the loud noise, closing both eyes before tentatively opening one as Eros said he "got something" She didn't know what he understood, and half of her didn't really want to know anyways.
She opened her mouth to answer... but Eros beat her to it, giving a small sigh and raising her eyebrow at Eros' comment about Casper taking his shirt off. Most of her thought that was total bullshit, especially considering he had just spoken of Theron's... eww... Not something she wanted to think about pertaining to that man AT ALL. Looked at Casper when he asked his question. Smirk starting to for on her face before a chuckle erupted, trying hard not to laugh at Casper though neither of the males knew at all why she was laughing. They probably thought the stress had finally gotten to her and she'd cracked. But in all reality, it just amused her the first answer that popped into her mind. "Don't let me hit you." she said with a snicker and a shake of her head, that phrase one of the many drilled into her by Theron when he taught her how to properly use a sword in combat. One that had came back to haunt him when she got better and began landing deadlier and more dangerous hits on the male. "I'm sorry Casper, that used to be Theron's catchphrase almost." she said with a grin that, despite her sweet nature, clearly said he'd regretted it.
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crayons 4 the color blind Vice Captain
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Troubled Monster Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 11:55 pm
Okay training usually didn't involve laughing so Casper was confused yet wary. He was a problem solver, or at least he liked to believe he was, and a laugh could sometimes mean someone had a secret and he was willing to bet, just based on their situation, it had something to do with Luna's fighting capabilities. Getting stabbed didn't mean what it did when he was human, but getting stabbed hurt. Casper was confident in his abilitues, he rarely had gotten hurt when he was alive, and really back then he had been at a disadvantage, Hell he had ******** murdered the s**t out of Ambrosios, he could do this without having to totally fear for his life. And bedsides, she wasn't using actual swords anyway. But Casper knew from experience you could stab someone with a blunt end; he'd even done it himself once.
And apparently Casper's suspicions had been correct as Luna herself confirmed then with her next line. Well that was the point wasn't it, not to get hit? Hunter's had deadlier training, using actual blades in practice, but hunters weren't as fast as Luna was and though Casper liked to think he had trained his troop (in particular) very well, Luna probably had like double the amount of training his "kids" had just because of her age alone. Then again Casper beat the s**t out of the people that couldn't defend themselves against him no matter if they were human or vampire, so maybe his troops were really well trained, hell if he knew. He lost his confidence every waking second-another one of his emo tendencies.
"That's fine, say what you want to say." He said causally as he switched into a sort of "battle mode". "Come at me first and I'll defend myself."
Meanwhile, a quiet Eros was watching from a comfortable seat on the couch that was on the far side of the emptied room. As nice as being quiet was, Eros preferred to stretch his lips a little.
"Rip her top off!" He was going to instigate so bad.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 12:23 am
Luna bit her lip, sighing a bit. God she hated this, hated fighting, especially hated fighting Casper. But... she stood there for a moment, fiddling with the two metal rods in her hands, shifting and feeling their weight again.... It'd been so long since she'd used these, even longer still since she'd used her blades. She didn't think that jumping right into a fight was considered training though, and while she had her own set of skills, she had no doubt Casper was 10 times the fighter she would ever be. But she wasn't totally usless. Put a pair of blades in her hand.... she'd fight like a swords-woman, not a vampire, the aerobatics the hunters used, while by no means copied or learned from, were incorporated into her fighting style as well, at any time her feet may or may not be on the ground... She turned the rods in her hands a bit, yes she knew she was taking her damn sweet time. Man she hated these things.
She really didn't want to fight him... damn Lavinia! She looked at Casper, what was she supposed to do? Her gaze slid around the room, stalling as if she was surveying the situation, like she didn't know the parameters of her own living room! Bah! This being thrust into fighting again was not her thing at all. Poles still down by her side she looked just as meek and timid as always, defiantly not the fighter that Theron hinted she was, and walked slowly towards Casper, hesitating as she looked at him, the weight in her hands though light felt as if they were dragging her arms to the floor. She needed to focus, to concentrate, and hope Casper wasn't concentrating too hard and remembered that this was practice.... She set her mouth in a firm line, stepping forwards and bringing her right hand up, movement fluid and natural despite lack of practice, foot sliding across the floor as she took a upwards swing at the male, following almost immediately with a downwards swing of her left hand, poles held firmly as them moved in almost a pincer motion.
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crayons 4 the color blind Vice Captain
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Troubled Monster Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 10:17 pm
Casper was a formidable opponent for anyone with fangs. He'd probably be good in a bar fight too though. But what made him particularly dangerous to vampires was that he really wanted to kill them. Of course he didn't want to kill Luna, but old habits die hard...which meant he was trying to really remember this was just a sort of...game.
The vampire inhaled as he watched the blonde's weight shift. Personally Casper liked to predict what would happen before it actually did. A step forward and a motion in her right shoulder meant a strike with the right blade which meant his left. Being as experienced as he was, when someone had two weapons or even just two hands, it wasn't wise to dodge to the opposite side.
Immediately Casper reverted to basic hunter training. He had his own style (which currently all the newest hunters were being trained in) but that was more suited for barbaric attacks and not fluid weaponry assaults. So instead of knocking her over and doing some crazy backwards flip double kick thing like was usual of him, Casper jumped off the balls of his feet and tucked into himself as he flipped over Luna's head.
Unfortunately Casper wasn't used to being a vampire when it came to combat. He neared smacked his head on the wall he had jumped to ******** high and even landed a little farther than he had anticipated. So this would be a warm up for Luna, and a way to figure everything the ******** out in his knew and apparently improved dead body. Allegedly (according to Sarah) his looks had improved quite a bit but unfortunately for Casper he often couldn't see his reflection to enjoy it. Not that he really really cared about what he looked like, it would just be nice.
The male waited in silence for the next attack. Thinking back to his first few days with Luna, he recalled she was actually a bit faster than him. It made sense to him he supposed, she was leaner and older, and much more in tune with being a vampire. So he had a speed issue even though she wasn't so much faster than him it ruined him. And anyway being slow had never bothered him before. Back in his days of being human he was so so so so so so so so so much slower than the vampires he successfully killed. But he still needed to keep in mind that Luna could move quickly. The easiest way to die was by underestimating your opponent.
But now that he was behind her, which usually disoriented people, Casper took the opportunity to try and deliver a blow. Back in the day he had had metal in his shoes that he'd use to injure a vampire but now he had...sneakers, but super strength. If he landed the kick, which wasn't unusual for him, Casper wasn't sure he'd mistakenly kill Luna. He'd have to do a training blow, and that was fine.
Casper was interesting, he analyzed everything in a fraction of a second. That was probably why he was still alive though...well actually, he was dead.
With barely a warning, the male struck out his leg, foot flexed and aimed it powerfully for the back of Luna's neck where her spine met her skull. He was positively sure he'd behead her were he to actually kick her, so Casper would stop about two inches before he actually reached the girl. And if she dodged, well hell, he'd just have to react.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 10:35 pm
Luna bit he lip, poles meeting air but as he moved she was moving as well, if he was jumping, she had no doubt he would wind up behind her, or course it wasn't good to make such assumptions, but she would be willing to bet on it. She slid around as he moved, any sign of jerkiness or hesitance nearly gone as she remembered her training, poles sliding against one another for a moment, the clang audible as she remembered these weren't her blades, and she didn't have earplugs... she'd have to tell them about that later... Wait this was no time to be distracted!! There was a foot, coming towards her, right at her face now that she had turned and she dropped instantly, body moving to the right in a crouch that was meant to be a dodge, removing herself from being eye level with his foot and coming up in a swooping motion with her left hand, aiming to hit his side.
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crayons 4 the color blind Vice Captain
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