b.u.s.i.n.e.s.s.//o.p.e.n

[†The Blood Countess†]

"They are given those names because those are the titles they earned throughout the years. Amoura is the original Blood Countess. You know, Elizabeth Bathory, the one woman who bathed in the blood of women to maintain her youthful appearance?"

"That was during her 'sanguarius' years or however you say it. Then Vicious is the Jack The Ripper. Hard to believe that two historic characters are teamed up."

Which won't be very for mankind.

"You mean expose Reina and I for what we are. You're not a vampire love...forget it. And anything can be done nowadays. Just because it's from a movie doesn't mean it cannot be done. At least with a plan like that. Anyone can sneak in, put in a generous amount of explosives and bomb a hospital. Come on. Security is hardly ever tight at a hospital."

Making it the perfect place to strike.

"Okay well those are my updates. Godda go." Reina leapt onto the wall and stood, staring down at the two, "I'll keep you posted." And up the wall she went, disappearing once she got onto the roof.

[tiara]

"Bitch!"

Tiara muttered though she knew all three of them could hear what she had just said. She did not watch Reina's disappearing act past her jumping onto the wall. They were both missing her point. Anyone could bomb a hospital. The question is why? It was no challenge. It was boring, dreadfully boring. There would be no thrills. Hospital had security, yes, but they were used for arresting relatives of sick patients who got a bit out of hand.

And then that was when Tiara realized that she did not know where she was. Elliot had brought her to an unfamiliar place in what mounted to a few seconds. Tiara did not like it, not like it one bit! This gave Elliot an advantage for surroundings. Not that she knew her surroundings well but .. her old surroundings had her car. If she got a ticket she would be pissed. But she decided to stick to the conversation topic at hand.

"You really idolize them? The Ripper and the Countess, don't you? And do I really want to know your relationship with Reina?"

[†The Blood Countess†]

"No. I do not idolize them. Right now I have every right to fear them but also gather enough information. I work with the police department, oddly enough, and tell them what I hear." He folded is coat over his shirt, "And our relationship is no what you might be thinking. I'm over two hundred years her senior. I'm more so like an uncle or a brother figure to her."

That said, he turned from the female and exited the alleyway he was in. It's best not to stick around in areas like that, considering the nightwalker activity. Unfortunately that's not something he could avoid this night. A group of vampires, possibly freshly turned, were wandering down the narrow street next to the alley.

"Tiara? Go to your car. Beings like that only spell trouble for others." Head bowed slightly, hands in his pockets, eh walked past the group, half hoping nothing would happen.....

[tiara]

"You work for the police?"

She knew she sounded like a parrot but she couldn't help it. A vampire was working for the police to help humans? She would have laughed if she thought it had been some sort of sick, twisted joke. Tiara despised humans. She wouldn't have minded a bomb to a hospital if she realized how precious a hospital was to humans. She just saw a bomb to a low security area as something effortless because it didn't take much planning to pull it off.

"And where might my car be? I don't know this area. I don't know any area."

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It would sound cliche if she explained herself to him. Vampire memory loss, she knew nothing before the asylum. She turned and followed him from the alleyway. For all she knew he brought her hundreds of miles from where she was. A look of nervousness appeared on her face for a moment. Had her clients showed up? She hoped not because she knew her car might be in shambles. If anything was misplaced on her car as in scratches or tires, there would be hell to pay! she only wished she had her .45 with her instead of in the glove compartment. [/blockquote][/font]

[sbs]

"How amusing... A vampire and little human girl with deluted dreams of being one." A cold venomus tone echoed through the alleyway. As the clouds passed the moon a decreped scene of massacre and mutilation was displayed, A luminous shaodw hung over the alleyway and standing straight up gracefully was the Figure of the Pure Blooded Killer. A dark smile on his face as he looked down upon his prey. "If there isn't something more pathetic than a half blood... It's a human posing as one... How disgusting." Steps echoed around the alley way as he walked down the wall towards them his hands were in the pockets of his black cakies.

As he was three feet away from the ground he leaped from the wall landing gracefully and lightly on the ground. "So you've heard of me have you? And you have your little musically talented friend track down information about me? I'm impressed. But what makes you can stop us, the O' Lath De Ronnin?" He said towards the vampire as his sly and sadistic smile crept away. He stopped surveying the two, a Human girl wanting to be a vampire so bladly that she thinks she is one and a vampire that is after him and the others. What a truely pathetic sight...

[†The Blood Countess†]

From behind Vicious appeared a silver haired female, "Amusing indeed. What shall we do to them, love? I think the human should go first, it would be fun hearing her squeal like a pig." She chuckled. "Or even better. You can have the human...I'll take that male." The countess pointed towards Elliot.

"Stop you? I know for a fact that it's impossible to do so but slow down? I might have a chance." Emerald eyes narrowed at Vicious in an annoyed manner, "Pathetic to you maybe."

"Awww...he's irritated. Maybe we should just play with them? I think practicing torture methods will be best."

Then she felt something pricking the side of her neck. Behind her stood Elliot, sharp dagger pressed into her skin, "Vermin like you make me sick. Is this how you get off? Does slaughtering beings make you feel more powerful?" A single drop of cool blood ran down her neck and dripped towards her collarbone.

"Well...I do get off from killing people if you get my meaning..."

[tiara]

"DON'T call me a human! I'm seriously getting sick of this. Need to prove yourself by making a fancy entrance? Can't do it the normal way?"

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Tiara was sick of this. Were the vampires in this town out to get her or something? What had she done to them? Surely hundreds of vampires entered and left the city at their own will each and every day? It was preposterous for people to call her a human. When the sun rose her skin writhed in pain. She had been tortured at the asylum where they had stuck her out in the sun. When she writhed in pain from the sun she had been kicked repeatedly by the other human patients when she had fallen over. The pain had been enormous. And she had gotten incredibly sick by having their pills forced down her throat as well as being made to eat their food.

Tiara growled. No one was going to practice torture methods on her! She would fight them to the death, even if it meant her own. She wasn't strong, yes, but she had the will to live! She watched carefully as Elliot had the female pinned, sort of. All that was left was the male. It was a shame Tiara had no weapons. Her .45 was in her car. She licked the tips of her fingernails and then used her teeth to clamp down onto her skin, biting the flesh until she bled making a large hole. She licked graciously at her own blood, her own sweet, sweet blood.

"Don't tell me. You're the fuckers in the newspaper. I guess I should be honored by your visit. But I'm not. Piss off!"


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[sbs]

"Well, if you aren't a human then impress me, use your vampiric abilities. Sneaking up on you like this wouldn't be so easy if you weren't a human." He said as he stood behind her suddenly then vanished, he was moving around her at such a speed that he himself couldn't be seen by mortal or immortal eyes. His voice echoing off all around her, "If you were a true vampire you'd be able to sense me, find me out. But why do you look so shocked? So frightened as I move around you so slowly?" He taunted as he appeared behind her range of sight.

"Over here..." He said then dissapeared, a few moments he reapeared on the other side of her. "No, over here." he laughed as he dissapeared taunting her endlessly. "It must be funny that to a mortal like you I seem invisible. This is amusing and I am having so much fun." He tauted before finally apearing infront of her. "Dodge this you pathetic Sag!" he laughed as in one motion he pulled his katana from it's sheath and slashed towards her neck.

[†The Blood Countess†]

Amoura slipped away from Elliot's grasp, now standing atop a closed dumpster, "Don't expect much out of her, love. She's only a weak, pathetic, worthless human being. I highly doubt she can even scratch you!" Amoura laughed, "Come on, little Tiara. Try to catch him. Not even I, a vampire myself, could keep up with him." This should prove to be entertaining. A human against a vampire? Hah! Anyone would know the outcome.

"Can it. Both of you. You're acting like children. Go elsewhere and leave the two of us alone." he snarled. They needed to get off their high horses.

"How cute. He's defending his girlfriend."

Elliot peeled back his lips, revealing his ivory canines, "You sick bitch..."

"Hun? That ain't even the HALF of it!"

[tiara]

"Once again you go on and make presumptions. Read my lips. I never said you snuck up on me. I just said your tricks were quite boring."

Tiara licked her lips again. She didn't feel the need to prove herself like this male did. Was he this great Pure-Blooded killer? Or was he... A snide smile appeared on her lips. He was the Blood Countess. She knew he could read her thoughts, let him read her mind away like an open book or an open door.

"Elliot."

She addressed Elliot even though she was looking at the male vampire. She was running around, moving too fast for eyes to see. That however was nothing far from impressive. Had he ever heard of The Flash?

"Is this what happens when you make retards vampires? They seem so fondly amused over nothing."

Tiara kept her face emotionless. The last thing she was was scared, shocked or frightened. She did not smell like fear. Rather so, she was enjoying the moment. For she knew she was outwitting the two with words. Of course she would need more then words to outwit the two 'geniuses'.

Her lips repeated 'Sag' silently as she made no sound pronouncing the word. Her lip twitched. She was mad, but not mad enough to loose her cool. It was predictable for a blade to come her way sooner or later, better sooner than later of course. Tiara had used a empty milk carton crate for support and jumped into the air. For a brief moment she ran on the sword and kicked the male upside down in his head and then landed behind him on the ground, back turned.

Tiara fingered the two weapons she had taken from the mans coat. One small sword and one gun. She slowly turned around, glaring.

"Sag got your tongue? Or should I say sheath at least. I'll take the greatest pleasure in ripping your tongue from your body. But then of course that would deny the world such a clown."

Tiara twirled the sheath in between her fingers. Yes, she still had it. Any idiot who said a sheath wasn't dangerous deserved to die by sheath. It would be a painful way to go but it was still an option. It was a very nice sheath, that she could give him credit for.

[Blane Reed]

Blaze knew style really ripped it around. His brand knew ride was ripping around the streets of New York City. The brand new 87 Camaro was what Blaze owned now. The loud engine stopped though as he parked by the street. His ears and eyes picked up on some people. Well, there were vampires really, except for one. His eyes picked up on the smell of human. Yet, she acted as if she was a vampire. Blaze knew what he had to do.

His guns packed, and sword gripped. Blaze went for it. Already out of his car, running down the road. Sword out and ready to move. It wasn't long before he saw both of them bring out some weapons. Blaze took a large leap, landing right in front of the one they called Vicious. Blocking his attack with the large sword Blaze has carried around for a long time. "Well, what do we have here? I don't think this is right in my standards.[/color]