Massacre at City hall(Open)

[alora]

Alora wasn’t finished yet. It matters not if someone was able to push aside memories. There was a breaking point and the female was eager to find it! This is one of the ways she fought and judging by the bizarre feeling in the air…he was getting irritated. When Vicious attacked, the female ALMOST ran right into the blade. Her quick thinking is what saved her from a not so fortunate ending. Back swiftly arched, head thrown out of harm’s way of the weapon. Once he stopped, she tossed the male a twisted smile.

”I don’t know the details. Tell me…what was it like watching them die? What was it like knowing you weren’t there to help them? What was it like to watch the life leave your love’s eyes, her body going limp in your arms? What was it like…to have your life changed forever?” Alora melded in with the darkness. Presence was concealed along with any sound she made and scent she gave off. ”What is it like being alone in the world, Pure Blooded Killer?”

[sbs]

"Enough of your pathetic banter wench." He stated as he lowed his blade. He cut hard agianst a metal pole creating sparks that ignited his blade. But that wasn't all it ignited, thanks to the airbending of the Pure Blooded Killer the entire room spontaniously combusted sending flames erupting everywhere with Vicious at it's epicenter. The explosion blew out windows and chared everything within the room. His eyes now gone from the usual scarlet color to their black feral state.

As the flames engulved and burned everything around them the Ripper let out a sinister laugh. "Can you fight when the burning sensation lingers around every notion of your being? What is it like knowing death awaits you at every twist and turn of your life?" He let out a belowing and nerve grinding and blood shilling cackle as his head reared back.

[alora]

Right before the flames could touch Alora, a shield of air surrounded the female, protecting her from both the heat and the flames. The destructive element whip lashed around the female, desperate to burn her, devour her! But no, they will not touch her. Lavender eyes stared at her target, the smile not once leaving her face, ”It’s not petty, love. You may deny it all you want but you still feel it sometimes. No one fully forgets the loss of another.” Alora waved her arm before her in a snapping motion, ceasing he winds once the fires burned out.

”What’s it like? Why…my dear Vicious I LIVE FOR IT! The thrill of coming so close to death! Even the thought of dying is an adventure in that of itself! Why fear death when it comes? It should be embraced!” Alora chuckled at Vicious, slowly approaching towards the male but she stopped when only seven feet away. ”Though I am curious..tell me…how would YOU like to die…?”

[brocklesnarufc87]

Brock only snickered when Vicious spread silver powder in his path. Just before it got to him, his smirk widened and the wind suddenly changed direction. Instead of coming at him, the silver powder went a seperate door and into another room. Brock would've sent it outside, though he had other lycans in consideration. With that, he watched as the two vampires battled each other. The actions of vampires always seemed the same, and it only made him laugh in the middle of their battle. "Vamps, so predictable." He said out loud.

As he watched, he saw Vicious create sparks with his blade, and ultimatly an explosian with fire. Again, a smirk came across his face and he used the wind as protection. Only seconds after the spark, a large gust of wind came by and blew the flames away from Brock and towards Vicious. Yet his counter was spoiled once Alora put the flames out. His smirk disappeared and a fake frown took it's place. "Eh, damn it." He mumbled.

[†The Blood Countess†]

[End of thread.]