Absolutely Up to No Good || Shadows

[araynia]

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[shadows]

Shadows landed on the roof of the museum and stepped off the edge. Landing infront of the doors he stepped through them and exchanged some words with the gaurds. As they stepped aside Shadows made his way through the massive museum untill he hit the top floor where the most valuable items were stowed. Walking to the computer interface Shadows struck a few keys and different screens filled with bionary code. Suddenly the corner of his mouth twitched up intoi a smile. "What do we have here." Striking a few keys the screens went blank. Shadows glanced over his shoulder and was suddenly gone.

As the female caught his eyes Shadows stalked her a few moments before showing himself. Appearing a few meters infront of her his bare chest stood out from under the trench coat along with the heavy medallion signifying him as a head of a blood line. Glancing up from his leather clad legs, glowing crimson eyes borred into her. "Well well, what are you doing my sweet?"Shadows took a few steps towards her. "Stealing my merchandise?" Shadows smirked again as his eyes moved over her body. "I don't think I'd like that."

[araynia]

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[shadows]

As the female growled Shadows bared his fangs releasing a snarling hiss that deafened any mortal that heard it due to it's hight on the sound richter scale. Energy exploded from Shadows, more energy than any one vampire should have. That is whhy Shadows was the most dangerous, powerful vampire currently in existence. Also another thing that made him even more powerful and deadly was the fact that he carried a deadly blood line trait that only he and one other possessed. Shadows snarled as he took a step closer. His energy was both pinful and pleasureable. The power of his technique was to increase his physical strength a thousand times, his speed five hundred times and his healing ability became instant. A side branch of his technique, which he built to an astounding strength recently, was the ability to ignight and turn his energy into sexual energy and make whoever it was directed towards feel immeasurable amounts of pleasure. There were very bad drawbacks to the blood trait but none knew of them but himself and his fledgling.

Shadows eyes shined blood red as his fangs stuck below his top lip, only slightely extended. Power made the airthick and difficult to breath as Shadows spoke through a snarling smirk. "You're wrong there female. This is all mine since about twelve hours ago, but I'll make you a deal. Come work for me and you can have this shit, steal it, sell it, keep it as trinkets I don't care, I already removed all I wanted." Shadows energy kept building thickening the air more and more. Freezing his hands were behind his back. "Or we can slice the shit out of eachother, either way it'll be a fucking blast." Shadows slid a silver katana from behind his trench coat and spun it around with expertise never seen. Those were advantages being born as a warrior in an ancient empire and then having a fetish for blades.

[araynia]

[/i]', it really pissed her off.

"Don't call me that, I have a name and female most certainly isn't it. There is no chance in hell that I'd ever work for a Vampire, you'd have better luck convincing me I could fly than to get me to work for you. I'm no pet dog, and I don't plan to have my freedom stripped away from me," Araynia spoke her tone even, though anger was audible in the fact her French accent was much stronger than it normally was. The werewolf had her pride and freedom and those were things that would never be stripped from her, she'd much rather face death than loose the things most important to her.

Eying the blade he drew from his trench coat her quick mind analyzed the situation giving her an idea of her chance here, she was armed to the tooth, one of her many talents was that she could hide weapons fairly well. The dagger in her hands was one she used for distant combat and she had a feeling keeping her distance in this fight could be difficult, while Rayne could use swords, she wasn't all that fond of them and it seemed he was. But she had her own favorite weapon, dropping the bag she'd slung over her shoulders earlier she pulled out twin fans. They were seemingly harmless, weapons as pretty and delicate as herself, black with lace, but to anyone familiar with them, they were metal edged weapons that could slice through steel. Her favorite and deadliest weapon, giving the vampire a slightly feral smile, she raised the fans, "I agree, this will be a blast, your move leech."[/ul][/size]