A Hard Days Night (Blaze)

[Vincent]

Vincent smiles as he watches the women dancing on the club floor. Normally he'd be right out there with them, but he was relaxing. He'd just finished another show at a club across town, and he'd stopped off long enough to change into his normal leather out fit, before hitting the clubs to relax and do some observing of the lovely, loose moraled and scantily clad mortal women that dwelled within. As a vampire, he had his choice of any of them that he wished of course, being able to control the pheromones that he could produce to attract them, but there was no fun that way. He winks at the waitress he delivered him a drink in the small ViP lounge he had payed for, watching her move away with a blush. Despite not using pheromones, he was still found attractive more often than not.

Standing at 6'2'', some would think that he'd be gangly, and they would be wrong. His naturally bronze skin seemed to glow in the lights of the club, and his dark hair shimmered as it swept across his brilliant and dashing crimson eyes. His body was of a medium build, but cleary in shape. He wasn't overly muscular, but his features seemed chiseled from stone as his muscles stood out clearly, the leather outfit showing off most of his body. His upper chest, legs and fore arms were covered by leather, the rest free and exposed, earning him admiring glances from the women, and more than a few scowls of disdain from the men, not that he cared any more. He lounged lazily in the chair as he sipped his beer, seeming more than a little drunk, but again, he didn't care. He was eight hundred years old, and he had found a few ways to relax in those many years, and alchohol was one of his favourites.

[Blane Reed]

The loud ring of music filled this dance floor. Boy these kind of moments were the fun kind. The music, the fun, and of course the ladies. It was a night like no other around this busy cramped city. Everyone rushing around, trying to do this, trying to do that. It was all crazy. Crazier than vampires being real? Nothing could ever beat that. Boy it was a shock to everyone when you heard that. The large crowd filled the dance floor all crowding around someone cooler than ice. Though, he was Blaze. The man known for great deals of fun and excitement. His sly smile, wonderful shining hair, nice looking muscle, boy he was a good looker.

Blaze let his hands drop from the girl he had them around. He smiled as he looked up at a VIP booth, it was time for some action. He kissed this girl and looked her in the eyes. "I am sorry, i must leave you."[/color] He said with a smile. Blaze broke off from the group, looking at the booth once again. This sly smile appeared on his face. Someone put a bounty on him, and Blaze was going to claim it. He walked up slowly, taking stair after stair, not caring if he saw him coming. He looked at the booth and knocked on the door. It was about to get heated up in here, Blaze was going to make sure of it.

[Vincent]

Vincent yawns as he watches the people continuing to dance, this club was beginning to bore him. When he noticed the silver haired man in the crowd below watching him, he grinned to himself, it looked like the place might be heating up. A bounty hunter, he'd bet. He could smell gun-powder on the man, and he carried himself like a fighter, and he absolutely reeked of blood, more so than a normal human should, making him think that he was probably a vampire as well. Oh well, it'd be boring, as most fights were, but it'd give him something to do. He never really did care much for men, so he was going to enjoy this. He notes the knocks at his door, applauding his audacity, his daring, and his potential intellect. Get as close to the mark as you could, then bag and tag em to collect your dough. Too bad for this kid, he didn't know what he was up against, no one truly knew about him.

He stands, rising gracefully from his chair, dropping a few hundreds on the table as he moved to the door, knowing the owner would appreciate it. No one knew how old he was, and only a handful knew he was a vampire. It was probably just some rich guy who's club he'd trashed and skipped the bill on wanting him dead, a very spiteful lot these owners were. He smiles as he moves to the door, "Yeah yeah..." he calls out, grinning wildly, "oh and..." he starts, his foot smashing into the door, blasting it back, carrying the man standing before it with him. It wouldn't bother him as a vampire of course, but it would look cool as all hell. "...heads up!" he finishes as the door flys forward, laughing as he did so. He'd always been fond of the dramatic touches, and the witty banter in a fight. He wasn't about to make it easy for the man, he'd have to earn his beating, as much as he just felt like giving it to him.

He laughs, grinning to himself as he dashes out the front doors, wacing to the bartender, who merely dropped and began to shake his head again, knowing he'd have to explain another incident to his boss the Vincent started. He stops as he makes it into the street, his arms wide, absorbing the moonlight, grinning as he turned to face the doors, and the man emerging from within. "You'll have to earn your bounty tough guy!" he calls out, beckoning him with his hand in a dramatic and heroic fashion, grinning, winking at the few women crowding around the door to watch the fight, both men attracting oohs and ahs, bets being called out.

'Hey, vampire, make it a good fight, got it?' he asks him mentally, grinning and winking at him. 'I know you're after a bounty, right? We'll get to that in a bit, I'll buy you a drink later.' he sends with a mental laugh, holding his fists out before him, a wide stance, his weight constantly shifting. He was ready for a good convincing fight, he'd talk with this bounty hunter later, right now, he just wanted to have a little fun and relaxation.

[Blane Reed]

The hallway was quite lit, not making it too dark to see. It didn't really matter though, all more reason being a vampire was better for Blaze. As he stopped knocking, he heard some rumbling going on in the room. He didn't know exactly what was going to happen from here on out. Who ever was behind that door seemed to feel...powerful. Not that Blaze really cared much, he just felt it weird. As heard him on the other side of the door, blaze heard it, a kick. The door flew right at him. Blaze reacted slowly this time, he jumped landing on the door. He was blown into the wall, but he kept his balance, not really getting fazed.

Blaze was laughing as he was chasing him, he was a funny guy that was for sure. Maybe Blaze would get his fun after all, cause a fun person meant for a fun time. Blaze took just steps outside, laughing as the guy was talking to him. 'I make fights fun all the time. Just make sure that drink is ice cold'[/color] Blaze replied laughing as well. Something caught his attention in the corner of his eye. It was his beautiful car. The one that had the loud sound system and everything. The smile on Blaze's face was so childish and fun looking. Nothing looked more fun than Blaze's smile, one of his great traits.

Blaze took out his remote for his car out. He hit the button trying to get his car to start up. Didn't work. Blaze hit the button a couple more times. Damn thing didn't want to turn on. Thats what you got for installing a new system into an old car. They never worked properly. Blaze walked to his car and gave it a large punch. Then hit the button once again. The loud music already blasting in the ears. "Much better, its not a party with rock."[/color] The loud rocking music made blaze pay more attention to what was going on around him, giving him a little edge.

He took steps towards the man already, taking off his jacket and throwing it to the side. He got into a stance that wasn't familiar to any m,aster of martial arts. Blaze smiled to him and brought his fist up. Making it to the sigh for him to bring it on. This would be a good one, two immortals battling it out hand to hand. To them, there was no such thing as limits to how fast and how hard you could punch. Blaze smiled as he already started to rush in, jumping up landing on his hands in front of Vincent, using his feet to kick him in the face while on his hands.

[Vincent]

Vincent laughs as the music starts, grinning viciously as the man rushes him, his feet flying for his face. He leans back twisting his body tightly, manuevering his hands quickly to shift his body, his leg sweeping out to sweep the man off his hands to the ground. He was older and faster, but he wasn't trying to hurt the man, just have fun. 'I'll consider it, better give me some entertainment kid!' he echoes out with a laugh, grinning as he pushed himself back to his feet, dancing around the man, his weight constantly shifting, hands moving to block any openings. "C'mon, that all you got?" he asks, grinning wildly, rushing in himself, throwing out two jabs, one to his stomach, the other to his upper chest, turning his leg to give a short hook kick to the ankle, to try and knock him off balance, before giving a suddne burst of speed, planting that leg, and spinning, bringing his opposite leg up in a spinning kick to the mans head.

"Come on then, show me what you got!" he calls out with a laugh, planting his feet after the kick, his hands back in position, circling back around the man again, waiting for another opening, for a chance to land another few blows on him again. "I'll give you the next move." he calls out to the man with another grin. 'So, what's the bounty on me? I'm sure you don't want to even bother with it now, but I'll pay you how much ever it was and then some, I'm enjoying myself.' he sends out with a mental laugh, giving him a subtle wink. 'And you got a bar prefference? Or just something in another club? Regardless, let's finish this up soon, I'm getting hungry!' he sends with with another grin, waiting for the man to make his move.

[Blane Reed]

Blaze kept bring the kicks as hard as he could. Thopugh, it wasn't nice of him to go for his hands. Blaze tried to move his hands up to not get hit, but by the time he tried, he was falling. Blaze quickly moved his hand on the ground twisting his body to his hands. He moved his hands on the ground, gaining balance once again. Though, too late. He felt on jab on his stomach, making him losing his balance once again. Blaze pannicked and gripped his foot, using him to get to his vertical base once again. Just missing the kick to his head. He pushed off the ground landing by his jacket. Blaze knew what he had to do from here on out.

Blaze knew he was losing already. His eyes met his jacket and his guns. His sly smile opened up a little. Ok, Blaze wasn't that good of a hand to hand fighter. He only used his hands on easy targets. By the way this man fought, Blaze knew he wasn't a easy target. Blaze got down crouching catching his breath. He was too good. "You know, i never thought it would be this hard. I guess i need to do this."[/color] With that, Blaze moved his hand around his jacket. Throwing it in front of his face. By the time Blaze's jacket hit the ground, he had Ebony and Ivory pointed to this man. Blaze eye's went wide for a quick second, then fired. He was aiming right down, Ready to move his guns to where he tried to move