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Post by Jayda on Mar 30, 2007 17:45:31 GMT -5
(Gosh, I feel rotten about killing Sasha! )
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Post by Brokenhearts on Mar 30, 2007 17:46:08 GMT -5
(hehe- thts the point bt it gives us a bit more of a baisis for a story line 4 Kit and Rana @ least ;D)
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Post by Ethan on Mar 30, 2007 20:04:06 GMT -5
Ryan sat next to Kryna in the werewolf base. He had had a great night. First, they hunted down and ate a few homeless men. After that, they killed a total of ten vampires. And hypocricy got the better of Ryan as they turned eleven young men, who were all safely at the base, and looked as if they would survive the turning (there is always a chance they will reject the werewolf gene and die).
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Post by Brokenhearts on Mar 31, 2007 5:43:23 GMT -5
(skippin 2 nxt night coz nt much in happening)
The first thing to be done was to burn Sasha. Louise had taken it on herself to put the head back on the neck, it looked like she had been killed in her sleep with her eyes closed, and surprised expression still there. Rana insisted on being the one who set the body on fire. So that evening, the French Vampires witnessed first hand something none of them thort they would- a funeral of one of the sisters. One of the most powerful Vampires, though neither knew it all that much.
Rana did not move from her spot watching the climbing flames untill one. Raoul by her side at all times, his hand holding hers as she watched the fire. While all the guests were inside, drinking and talking, Rana's face turned slowly more and more angry. A blood lust grew within her, so great she knew not evening killing a human to satisfy her wouldn't be enough. Raoul sensed it, but said nothing. He did not want hypocrisy on his consious as well. He knew that feeling well.
When she finally joined everyone inside, she refused to talk to anyone. Not even her friends. She detached herself from them all and simply sat there, watching them over the rim of her goblet. She was terrifying. Even James was afraid of her wen he came to talk to her. He didn't dare say anything after she bestowed him with a look that sent his limbs icey cold.
soon, she couldn't take it any more. she left them, went to her room, got changed to her outing clothes and left the party silently.
that night was her night to kill. human wolf or herself she didn't care. death was on her mind.
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Post by Ethan on Mar 31, 2007 6:43:24 GMT -5
((AJ, for future reference, all vampires turn to dust when they are killed))
Polishing the chome of his magnum, Ryan grew bored. He stood, arched his back, and left lazilly out of the compound.
Ryan wore a baggy black sweater, with a deep hood, and a pair of black jeans. He decided to shave that night, and, as the stubble was scraped away, it revealed is somewhat handsome features.
The night air felt amazing as he sniffed it in, his nose filtering out smells. Ryan smiled to himself, this night was beautiful.
He walked along the street with his hands in his pockets, and his pistol in his hand. He had recently mounted a laser scope on it, and was eager to test it's accuracy by piercing the heart of a blood sucker.
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Post by Brokenhearts on Mar 31, 2007 7:16:40 GMT -5
(not me- JJ, i jst carried it on ) Her heels clipped the ground, making her sound like a school teacher on the prowl round the class room. Her eye on fire, watching the night life around her. Humans around her avoided her at all costs, dressed in black and an aura of death strong enough for even them to avoid her helped. Barely anyone so much as looked at her. She was on the red light side of town. Prostitutes walked around in tight mini skirts, revealing shirts, high boots and red or black fishnets. One or two asked her for a lighter for their weed. She obliged, eyed their dyed hair and over done make up. One couldn't have been more than fourteen. That made her feel sick. She was already confident around the streets. As the girl toddled off she was approched by a large man, the girl flirted her way with him, then took him by the hand and lead him away. Rana shuddered. What had pushed these girls so such extents?! Her anger was built up as she came across a group of three men down an ally, all surrounding a smaller woman. To begin with she thort them to be wolves, by their sounds were far to human. When she relaised wat they were trying to do, she went into a rage. "what the hell do you think your doing," she snappd coldly, coming down the ally towards them. all four people looked up at her. The men were big, bulky and drunk. the woman, not much older than rana wen she was first turned, was small and slight and looked terrified. her clothes were half ripped off her body and she was shivvering. "mind your own business, girly," snapped the gravelled harsh voice of who seemed to be the leader, "of u'll get wats coming to you." "go home," she stated to them, coming closer, never stopping, "or you will honestly regret it." "oh really," retorted them man stepping forewards, "this 1s a fiesty one boys- should we-" he never finished the sentance. Rana bared her sharp pointed fangs, and kicked out at the man, getting him square in the face knocking him out. the men stared at her, then immediately ran off. without their boss they were nothing, and this... this girl had him out in one kick. forgetting the unconsious man, Rana came to the woman's side who had colapsed to the floor sobbed. without thinking twice, Rana wrapped her arms round her, comforting her. "did they get you?" she whispered softly. struggling, the woman shook her head. "i managed to fight them off... they would have... but you came..." rana smiled at her, and took off her long jacket. "go home, sweetheart," she said softly, "you're all right now- i promise. but you promise me you'll go straight home." the woman looked at her and nodded carefully. "who are you?" Rana shrugged. "my name's Rana," she told her, "but i'm not sure that's wat you mean." she smirked at her. "now go home- the night ain't a fun place to be. you never know wat sort of creatures roam the streets." she winked at her standing up. "how will i give you ur coa-" "keep it." "thank you." Rana nodded, and waited till the woman was out of ear shot, watching her practially run all the way. she turned to the man who was waking up. "you devil woman!" he rasped at her, "i'll kill you!" rana chuckled. "oh baby- i believe it will be you who will die tonight..." she grinned at him, her fangs bared at him yet again. his eyes widened, he tried to scramble to his feet, but he was still groggy, and rana was approching him fast. "what are you?!" "a murderer," she snarled, she lept at him and pinned him to the floor, her knees digging in his stomache, her hands grasping his elbows. "good night," she whispered, seductively in his ear, before biting into his neck, he screamed out- but she heard nothing, all she was aware of was the blood to drank straight from his artery. It wasn't long before he stopped struggling, then stopped moving all together. before he died, she pulled away, licking her lips delicately, the blood reddening her mouth. he stared at her blearily, as she leaned forewards and kissed him softly, allowing him to taste his own blood. she got up, and set his body on fire. by the time somebody found him, no one would know how he died. and no one would be able to trace him back to anything. Rana smirked to herself again. she needed to find a wolf.
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Post by Ethan on Mar 31, 2007 7:48:36 GMT -5
((oh, ok )) "Hey you!" Ryan said, stepping out from behind a corner, and grabbing a girl by the shoulders. She let out a squeaky scream, it looked like she had been having a rough night. Ryan was just going to ask her how to get to main street, until he saw how scared she was. "What's wrong?" he asked, "you really shouldn't be out in this district alone. "You're the second person to tell me that tonight," she smiled weakly. "Really," he asked, half interested, and trying to make conversation (he was bored). "Yeah," she said quietly, still a bit nervous, "A woman came and saved me from these guys who were going to..." she trailed off. A girl saved her? Ryan was now a bit more interested. "What did she look like?" The girl though for a moment, "She had brown hair, pouted lips, shaped eyebrows, and green-ish grey eyes." "How did she save you," he asked, knowing the description sounded familiar. the girl looked embarassed, "You won't believe me." "Try me." "Well," she started, looking down, "she had fangs, and showed them to the guys, and they ran away." Ryan gave a toothy smile, he knew where he remembered that description from. "Where did you see her last?" he asked cheerfully.
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Post by Brokenhearts on Mar 31, 2007 7:56:04 GMT -5
She had half a mind to leave the distract. Red light places were for the male vampires.
'horny gits,' she thort half fondly, remembering Erick when he came home, piss drunk from the place. Then remembered it was only two monthes before he was killed. she scowled. this war... this war between wolves and vampires... wat was the point? wen did it start? how did it start?! she couldn't even remember! she remembered wen she and sasha first started travelling, how many of the werewolves they came across were perfectly friendly towards them. no friendship was made, both species were far too different for that, but there was understanding, and acceptance of each other. it wasn't unknown for wolves and vampires to run together. at least from where they started out from. for a time...
she wandered wat changed. how it changed... most importantly- why it change.
looking round, she decided enough was enough. she didn't want to stay there for much longer. it was time to go.
she turned down a darkened ally way and seemed to vanish, leaving only the echos of her heels as she left.
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Post by Ethan on Mar 31, 2007 8:05:03 GMT -5
Ryan eyed the scorched body distastefully. F***ing amature he thought. Burning the corpse was a dummy move, and one that was easilly spotted (by a werewolf) as a means to disguise the bite marks.
The vamp hating werewolf strained his ears to hear even the faintest sign of a female. Echoeing heels was what he found, not too far away either, a block, maybe two.
Ryan smirked, starting off into a jog, the hunt was on.
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Post by Brokenhearts on Mar 31, 2007 8:12:53 GMT -5
Her instincts were on high alert, even for a vampire. she stopped suddenly and smirked. she had been spotted. finally.
she had a choice: turn to fog and get out of there safely. or turn and fight and maybe even get killed. either way she won.
ignoring the instict to turn to fog, she instead set herself against the wall, arms crossed, one leg out in front, while the flat of her shoe rest on the wall so her knee was out. her head was bet foreward so her hair fell in her face. she was relaxed and ready.
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Post by Ethan on Mar 31, 2007 8:26:18 GMT -5
An alleyway consisted of a space between two buildings, and Ryan used this to his advantage.
He climbed, with difficulty, up the side of the building, making his way to the edge. Looking down, he saw his prey, peeking around the corner, expecting him to come running around it. Like he'd be that stupid. Ryan smiled, and willed himself to change.
Ryan's muscles flexed and grew beneath his skin, until it looked like his flesh would not be able to take the tension anymore, and would soon tear open. That's what it did. The skin broke loose to reveale long grey fur. His fingernails grew to claws, that scratched and scraped at his face, teaing even more skin away. His nose elongated into a canine like snout, while his teeth grew longer and sharper. Lastly, Ryan's eyes grew yellow, the last step to a werewolf transformation.
the hulking furred figure leaped down off of the building, and into the alleyway. Before she had time to react, Ryan had grabbed her hair with his massive hands, and flung her painfully into the other side wall of the alley. He advanced on her as she stumbled to her feet, growling dramatically.
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Post by Brokenhearts on Mar 31, 2007 8:33:23 GMT -5
"nice dramatics, Fox," she smiled, wincing slightly at the healing cuts and bruises. she came to stand steadily, and looked at him in the snout. this was deffinetly Ryan Fox. She'd recognise him or his asociates anywhere. she she studied his face, she found herself more relaxed, like she didn't care. her hands hadn't even reached for her silvers. she started wandering again... wat was the point of all this fighting... why all the killing? or the dusting? surely they were on the same side? creatures of the night and so forth.
suddenly she didn't know wat to say or do, she just stood there and watched him, waiting for him to make the first move. she didnt care if it was too kill her or maim her.
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Post by Ethan on Mar 31, 2007 8:40:12 GMT -5
Ryan changed back, which was much easier than changing. The fur shed away, to refveal him standing there, still clothed (his clothes didn't tear through the transofmation, he was just a wolf wearing jeans and a sweater.
"This is where you fight back, moron," he said coldly, "it's no fun if you just stand there like a deer in the headlights."
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Post by Brokenhearts on Mar 31, 2007 8:49:35 GMT -5
She sighed and smiled again. this time it was genuine. even soft. it even caught her off guard. "you have no idea how much i want to kill you right now," she said softly, looking away, hooking her thumbs into the loops on her jeans. "but i cant even attack you for some reason." she looked up at him, and put her head to one side. hairy he may have been, but for a wolf, he wasnt bad looking. "this is going to sound odd i know- but why are vampires and wolves fighting?"
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Post by Ethan on Mar 31, 2007 8:53:50 GMT -5
Ryan was taken aback. what had she said? That she couldn't attack him?
It's what vampires and werewolves did, and yet she wasn't going to. They had done it for so long it had become second nature, their only reason for existence. To say she didn't feel like it, was surprising. And now, she was asking him serious questions?
"Why should I answer you, vamp?!" he snarled, "why shouldn't I just dust you and be done with this sh!t?!"
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