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Post by ladydarkness on Dec 12, 2009 0:22:05 GMT -5
Ravyn twirled the letter opener between her fingers and watched the steel reflect the lights of the outside. She grinned and turned to her toys. Their sobbing was music to her ears. They had to scream.
The floor beneath her bare feet was cool. Her dress was covered in the sweet blood that it made a sickening wet sound as she made her way to the disgusting males.
They sobbed even more from their shackles and the dark-hair one tried to struggle. That one was her favorite. He had a...kick even after a sword had been pierced through his gut.
She looked to the blond and scrunched her nose. He smelled heavily of urine. Honestly, couldn't they hold it? Quivering with two blades in his stomach and looking to her with huge frightening eyes. What would he do if she took them out?
"Tisk, tisk, tisk," she said, shaking her head.
The blond sobbed louder as she came closer and closer. "Please, please, please, please," he cried. He smelled so much of fear that it only intoxicated her. So sweet.
He feet slapped in the puddle of blood and in a blue of speed she yanked one sword from his gut. His scream was music to her ears and before she even had the sword fully out she spun in a blur and yanked the other one. They both clang to the floor, the ringing bouncing off the vacant walls.
"You two lost your fun and sadly...I am starting to feel hungry..." She went to him, pressing her front to his and brushed her had down his cheek. His eyes were starting to roll back in his head, warmth of his blood covering her. She grabbed his hair, yanked his head back, and went for his throat. Her fangs were ready to taste the sweet blood.
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Post by ryn on Dec 14, 2009 15:44:27 GMT -5
A gentle tap tap tap on the far wall would soon gain her attention. Agito rapped the fingers of his right hand against the wall as the watched the scene that had been unfurling before him. The scent of blood had led him here. He had claimed this area with his apprentice at first he was curious if perhaps she had given into her vampire blood and decided to feast on some of the many homeless that inhabited the abandoned building around here . However he instead finds this curiously looking female and from what he could tell three captured human males.
"So..messy" He stated as he waived his hand over the bloody room. The smell...oh the smell; Agito tried his best to ignore it. It has near unbearable however and breathing through his mouth was almost as bad. "Who are you, and why have you come here" He asked curiously his eyes settling on the sword that had been used on one of the humans. He wondered if she was good with it. |
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Post by ladydarkness on Dec 15, 2009 1:07:36 GMT -5
Ravyn paused. A droplet of sweet blood dripped from the tiny puncture wound. Her tongue flicked out to catch it as her gaze shifted to the intruder.
She released her play toy roughly and spun around to face him, narrowing her eyes. "And what gives you the idea that you can question me?" she asked and tilted her head to the side. "Hm?"
Ravyn grinned, a slight tilt of her lips and took a few steps back to brush the back of her hand on the blond's cheek. He flinched from her touch before his head whips around, bone snapping from the force of her hit.
"Pity...He was the best screamer."
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Post by ryn on Dec 15, 2009 8:22:53 GMT -5
"Tch" Agito made a sound of equal annoyance and disgust. He took a few steps forward and smirked at her. "What gives me the right? My blood of course...noble, royal.....pure. Even through the stink of this room I can smell your tainted blood. This District is under my control, I can't let others simple do as they like now can I?" He asked as he ran his fingers through his hair.
Shifting his eyes to the remaining humans Agito made a mental note of this ones cruelty. He was never one for torture without reason. To gain information or for revenge were the only acceptable times for it in his opinion, otherwise a swift clean death was guaranteed. "I can tell that your going to be bothersome if I let you go....so tell me what would you do in this situation" He asked with a wide smirk revealing his perfect fangs. You could almost see in his expression what was running through his mind. It probably wouldn't go well for the other three in the room.
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Post by ladydarkness on Dec 15, 2009 11:39:02 GMT -5
Ravyn threw her head back and laughed. This guy was indeed funny! She leaned down, still laughing, and picked up one of the blades. "I am sorry, Monsieur, to break it to you, but this is the twenty-first century. Royal do not matter no more." She was shaking her head still chuckling.
The dark haired man whimpered as she went to him and she smiled, though it never reached her eyes. They were haunted. She leaned close to his cheek and took a long lick from his chin to his forehead which made him scream, a deep throat noise.
Ravyn chuckled and flicked her attention to her...intruder. "First off, cities aren't something to claim. Second off, humans are food. Annoying insects placed here for our pleasure. Third, I take orders from no one." As she spoke she went closer, her voice becoming thick with her accent. The tip of the blade scraped against the floor, much like nails on a chalkboard. Her bare feet left blood prints behind. She stopped, still yards away, and lifted the blade over her shoulder. "Third, you are getting on my nerves, Monsieur."
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Post by ryn on Dec 16, 2009 0:50:11 GMT -5
Agito chuckled rudely as she spoke. " Cities aren't something to be claimed? I thought you lived in the 21st century?" He asked rhetorically. She was right about one thing though royal blood didn't matter anymore, but then again it never really mattered in his opinion. He shifted his gaze to the blood caked blade. "Don't tell me you expect to use such a sad blade to defeat me....A blade that is full of sorrow can only kill the weak, and simply falters in the presence of the strong." he said as he took a few steps forward in rapid succession shortening the gap between them even more.
Agito's hand shifted to the hilt of his own sword. It was still sheathed of course which meant that he had not convinced himself that she needed to die. She reminded him a bit of Carmen. He wondered if Carmen could beat her in a one on one. He could tell that she was much older than Carmen though still younger than he. Age didn't make much damage between pure bloods but between those that had once been human it may have been a much larger factor. "So...what do you plan to do, attempt suicide?" He asked tauntingly as he took another step forward. |
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Post by ladydarkness on Dec 16, 2009 11:24:55 GMT -5
Ravyn narrowed her eyes, the edge of her lips twitching. He was getting on her nerves and pushing her buttons. Taunting her to play. She caught his hand moving to his sword and her curiosity only grew. How would he be with a blade in hand?
She tilted her head again and grinned. "Attempt suicide?" She chuckled and stepped even closer. "You have walked in my path and demanded answers from me. Are you not the one 'attempting suicide'"? She grinned even more and in mere seconds she was back at her play toys. She spun, raised her blade, and slid the blade cleanly across one throat. The sputtering and wet gasping were sweet music to her ears.
Twisting the other way in speeds a human would never be able to follow she aimed for the last disgusting insect of a mortal.
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Post by ryn on Dec 18, 2009 11:27:32 GMT -5
She wasn't a very strategic player now was she. Agito had no clue of her level of skill with the blade nothing was a fact in his mind other than she was not a pure blood. Any edge she held was quickly lost in her last act of dispatching the door humans. Based on her form and movements Agito had a very good estimate of her skill level. After all as a strategist it was something he excelled in. He was for lack of a better word disappointed. It seemed to him that her level of skill with the sword was barely on Carmen's. "They may be our food, but we are not wolves we have no need to kill them...Do they kill there dairy cows I think not, for once the cow is dead it can no longer be used as a source of milk. By killing human's you simply dwindle our food supply." He stated as he waved his free hand over the bodies.
"As I said before your in my territory and you've killed three of my dairy cows. How do you plan to compensate me for this. Perhaps you would like to take their place, I would much prefer to drink your blood than that of a human...and I won't kill you. It a decent deal no? Or perhaps you want to work for me After all I can't keep an eye on everything I'll even allow you to kill human's within reason. That is a better deal isn't it. Your last option would be to join your three friends here in whatever hell they have been sent to." he stated the look on his face said that he was clearly expecting and answer. He had no qualms in killing other immortals After all. |
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Post by ladydarkness on Dec 18, 2009 16:54:17 GMT -5
She brushed her hand over the dark haired mortal's neck, coming away with her hand dripping in blood. "Dairy cows? You are comparing these to dairy cows?" She chuckled, flicking her tongue along her finger. "There will always be more of them. They breed...like rabbits." Ravyn licked her finger again, getting every last drop.
She narrowed her gaze at him and scowled. "I work for no one and these were not owned by no one. Matter of fact, that one over there," she flicked her hand to the blond, "enjoyed it. He wanted more pain. Quite enjoyable he was." She grinned, remembering his screams before she glared at her intruder. "Back off and leave. You own no territory."
Ravyn grabbed the mortal's lifeless neck and yanked it back before she sunk her fangs in. Sweet blood, still warm, rushed in to greet her tongue and she gulped it down. So good. So sweet.
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Post by ryn on Dec 21, 2009 11:32:33 GMT -5
With a look of obvious disgust Agito drew his sword. "This is the exact reason I'm against the idea of turning humans...very rarely do they have the capacity to handle such power." He stated as he moved intently towards the obviously disturbed vampire. Agito had come to the conclusion that he would have to kill her from the moment he entered the room. He had however decided to give her a chance which she promptly denied. Now she only had one option left. She could kill him or she could die. There was no longer any middle ground.
Agito waited for her to finish her meal it was the least he could do before he sent her to hell. 'please don't be disappointing' he thought to himself as he waited. He had not had a a worthy opponent in months. Carmen was getting pretty good but training with a friend was not the same as a life or death struggle. A part of him was still willing to let her live...just a small part.
"There is no such thing as an Immortal. Everything that claims that title can be killed. If god exists he may also not be an immortal. Living forever does not equal immortality. We are still very much mortal if only with a longer shelf life." he stated as rotated his wrist loosening his sword hand for it's impending use. |
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Post by Sierra St. Claire on Dec 22, 2009 17:16:54 GMT -5
OOC - Join?
Sierra made her way inside the building. Crept inside the building more likely. She heard the last words spoken. She determined that one was male and one was female. The place smelled like blood. It made her nose cringe. She held her gun to her breast and kept her hidden position. It appeared that the two were arguing. This had honestly never happened before. Maybe Sierra caught a break today? – Perhaps. What if the two just fought until one died? That sounded good. She had no qualms about saving humans. For Sierra, this work was all about killing the supernatural.
She pressed her back against the wall. She hoped their vision was obscured by the large crates but she knew it was. She was spying upon the figures waiting for the perfect chance to emerge. It seemed all too perfect. The two would fight, weaken themselves, and Sierra would take out the winner. Her nose crinkled from the smell of the blood. It was sickening. This was probably a situation where the police would be called. Sierra wasn’t body removal. Nor was she clean-up. Just as long as she left no DNA behind Sierra would be fine. Those abominations however . .
Sierra was dressed in matching black leather. A loose jacket was covering the view of most of her guns which allowed her to travel on the streets without raising attention. Her boots were a lovely size nine and a half. They would have to be cleaned, especially if she managed to step in the disgusting blood.
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Post by ladydarkness on Jan 4, 2010 0:19:33 GMT -5
OOC- Bleh! Sorry for no posting. x.x Been away at my parents for the holidays. v.v I shall post tomorrow.
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Post by ladydarkness on Jan 5, 2010 21:58:47 GMT -5
OOC: Well, post today. xD
Ravyn kept her gaze on the intruder with every gulp she took. Such sweet, sweet blood. Pity the human was dead, his screams would be intoxicating to her. A lovely ringing through her ears.
The entire room was so strong in that metallic scent, floors caked in so much blood that she had a quick thought of rolling in it, but brushed it away.
This intruder wanted to play. He ruined her fun. The mortals would have still be whimper, screaming, and telling they were sorry for even looking at her...Pathetic.
She gave one last lick, the worthless body giving her no more of its sweet life force, and grinned at the other vampire. Blood dripped off her chin and ran down her neck. "Come play, your highness," she whispered and tapped the tip of her sword on the floor.
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