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Post by knightc3 on Feb 2, 2008 5:37:46 GMT -5
Kraven sat quietly at the corner table in the bar eating his meat. After he finished his meal, he pondered whether to go looking for more lychens to slaughter. Just as he was about to leave for the hunt, he saw a vampire walk in the bar and head for the bar. He had not seen a vampire here for some time so he sat quietly watching what she did. Within a few moments he understood what she was trying to do. He would have left then but then he took a close look at her 'victim'. After watching him closely in his 'drunken' state, he realized that she had made something of a bad choice in picking her victim. He watched for an hour as she drunk herself into an embarrassing state. He didnt like the new guy who had walked in behind her either, carrying a stench of the lychens.
He decided it was a good time to intervene. He got up from his seat, not caring about drawing attention and walked over to the bar right between the vampire and the human, as he readjusted his sword a bit just to emphasize its presence.
"Water" he growled to the bartender and gave a slight glare to the 'drunk' human before turning to the vampire.
"I am Kraven. Would you like me to escort you to your room." He leaned in a bit, careful to watch for any sudden action from her, whispered into her left ear, "You are in no condition to feed yourself anymore. I think I can help you with that... if you let me." He straightened himself and sipped a bit of the water that was now in front of him, still looking at the vampire.
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Post by Da Pwny on Feb 2, 2008 8:48:09 GMT -5
Myre hiccuped, then giggled. "I thinksh ih an fine! Reahlly..." She waved her arms around, just barely able to avoid falling off the bar stool. She hiccuped again as she pulled herself back, her vision blurred. It was about then that the man whispered something to her; she threw her head back and broke out into a seemingly random laughing fit, this time not able to avoid the inevitable. She hit the floor pretty hard, knocking herself clean out in exuberant, drunken bliss...
Myre awoke seemingly hours later, cracking open her eyes as she tried to move. Her head throbbed like a drum, and her sinuses were stuffy, but at least she was in her bed. Looking around, her vision was still a bit blurred as she saw the room as one big blob of contrasting light, and she felt someone's presence nearby, someone she didn't quite recognize. "Ugh... what did I get myself into here?"
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Post by knightc3 on Feb 2, 2008 9:22:37 GMT -5
Kraven sat next to her waiting for her to wake up. She had knocked herself up pretty bad in the bar. He carried her to her room. The bartender was good enough to point it out to him. Laying her on the bed, he figured she would get up pretty soon as she would be hungry.
He felt her stir next to her. He spoke softly sensing she would have quite a hangover, "Are you alright? You went down pretty hard down in the bar."
He waited for her to clear her head. He hoped she had more control over her thirst then some of the others he had encountered. As they always sensed human blood in him, if he happened to be close by, they always went for him.
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Post by Gin on Feb 2, 2008 13:27:03 GMT -5
Mikeal had left the bar sometime after the 2 had went, well more or less that man who came inbetween had dragged her out of there...
Good enough that, Mikeal had figured as he didn't have to clean her life out of this world... "Ah, wonderful morning... Now..." *I'll just get myself into the city and prepare myself for what is to come...* Mikeal thought, it was evening, he had no problablem with that and he'd surely be able to find what he needed, *The stone of Alexander... In that city, old New York, my time is short though it is here I'll surpass the human race high enough to win this wicked war!* Mikeal thought and putted on himself all of his equipment and the bag he was carrying around filled with good need stuff...
*Cigarettes...* he realised he was out of them and decided just to make 1 stop before continueing...
A moment later he was outside the shop, "Cigarettes, any kind please..." He said and got himself about 10 packages and went out towards the city, old New York they said... This old New York was just about 2-5 miles out of the town... It could be seen easily...
Mikeal was on his way, the rocky roads and high grass actually made it hard for him, but he'd soon realise as he passed a old downlaying sign saying, "New York" though broken and all but it could be recognized, nice enough... *Here it is... My first step into the hardship before my kinds future!* Mikea thought and went passed it as wind started to hit him hard! "Time to prove who they are messing with and that I am not any Human... I AM MIKEAL ARCADIA!" He yelled as he continued his walk as it started to get darker!
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Post by Da Pwny on Feb 2, 2008 15:50:46 GMT -5
Myre's vision began to clear, and she smelled something familiar. The voice wasn't even vaguely recognizable to her, but that smell was. It was human blood, but mixed with something else... Turned ones are rare; only an average of one in fifteen humans has the potential for changing, and even then only under very specific conditions. At the moment, however, the scent of human blood was making her hungry extremely hungry, but she continued to resist the urge. She could feel herself gravitating towards him, but she kept herself in the bed, even though her stomach was burning something fierce.
"Who... who are... you?..." she quirked in a whiny voice, reaching up to touch the face she saw, running her hands softly against it. She felt so hungry, but she was in bed, and a stranger was standing over her. It wasn't the time to be biting into soft flesh, even if he was only a half-breed... But she was starving, something she'd found to be too common for her given her usual sense of self control. It was a battle between her instincts and her will, and so far her will was losing; if he didn't say or do something stupid soon, she'd bite him right here and now. She didn't care how much he knew about her, considering how much she knew about him. At this moment in time, that was nothing at all...
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Post by knightc3 on Feb 2, 2008 20:15:13 GMT -5
"I am Kraven. You have a very strong will, to be able to control your hunger. I haven't met a vampire that could do that."
He tried to ignore her touch for now. Kraven was thinking how bad the situation was. He thought if he left her now to find her some blood, she might attack somebody in the town which would be bad for her. He could almost see the restraint in her eyes. *She wont be able to control it for long*
He looked away for a moment making a decision and turned to her again, "I can see how hungry you are. There is only one way I can see to solve this problem..."
He pulled up the sleeve of his left arm to his elbow, hesitated for a while, but then extended if towards her. He had never done this before for another vampire and obviously he was a bit worried about what might happen once she starts.
"Take only what is necessary...."
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Post by Da Pwny on Feb 2, 2008 21:06:10 GMT -5
('the bed is fairly large' would be a fair assumption here ) Finally, after concluding an internal debate that lasted several more seconds, she gave in; as her memories returned, she thought she'd heard him say something to the effect of 'bite me.' Grabbing him by the arm he'd extended to her, Myre yanked the man into the bed, flipping him over her easily and turning herself on top of him, then dove immediately for the neck before he could do anything else. As she fed, Myre uttered a purring sound, happily gulping down mouthful after mouthful of lifeblood, her eyes glowing as her body quickly began digesting the precious liquid. She was attached to the man like a leech, and she was extremely hungry. As she fed, Myre could easily taste the vampire inside the man (she still couldn't remember his name), confirming her earlier suspicions about what he was. Her breathing was short and sporadic, the burning air from her lungs brushing against the back of Kraven's neck. She'd only been this hungry once before, and then it was a human she'd fed upon, not a half-breed. If he survived this, perhaps she could convince him to partner with her. Right now, though, she was hungry, and she'd take whatever she could have... Several minutes later, Myre finished with her feeding frenzy; her breathing slowed as she loosened her grip on Kraven, letting him move freely. She rolled off to the side, stopping herself before she hit the wall. The glow in her eyes died down, and she giggled at a tiny burp that came from her throat. She'd never had such a good session before, nor such a willing victim; most struggled and squirmed, making her lose blood as they did. She rolled over in place, crawling onto the rather large man's chest, putting her head down on it. There's still a heartbeat... amazing... maybe he'll live after all, not that I wanted him dead...She moved back to his neck, licking the two tiny holes that leaked a little blood... within seconds, they'd healed, leaving only the marks themselves. It was obviously his first time being bitten, after his original attack of course, so this was probably new to him. By what Myre could tell, Kraven had taken it better than she expected him to... "Hey, you feelin' alright there?" she said, her eyes meeting his as she spoke. "Sorry I went all hog-wild on ya, but I haven't eaten well in months. And.... well, you tasted good. What can I say?" Her scratchy voice returned as she moved her head back down to his chest, laying down as she relished in her complete bliss at the moment. This was better than the bath, and she wouldn't have to worry about hunger for at least a month, if not longer...
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Post by knightc3 on Feb 2, 2008 21:26:25 GMT -5
He lifted his arm slowly to touch his neck bringing it across and over her head. He thought to himself, *She must have been completely starved to drink like that.*
As she had pulled him down on the bed, he realized what was coming next. He thought he should stop her, but for some reason he didn't. He had never trusted a stranger with his life like this before.
As he lay there motionless trying to recover, he said softly, "I will live. What...is your name?"
He was very weak. He didnt think his body would support him if he tried to get up, so he just lay there with her head on his chest.
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Post by Da Pwny on Feb 2, 2008 22:22:30 GMT -5
Myre heard the strain in his voice, and started to feel oddly guilty... he had offered himself, and she'd gladly taken it without regret, but now it seemed wrong to have taken so much. "Mirandl... that's my name. If ya want, though, Myre does fine too; M-y-r-e." She moved her head back up, looking at him; his skin was slightly wrinkled from having been drained so fast. Myre was... feeling sorry for him? Was that possible?
"Did I take too much? Cause if I did..." The words she forced out her mouth, but it felt right to say them, more right than anything else she'd said before. "If I did, you can have some back... I've never been... bitten before..." She felt strangely romantic at that moment, as if she were under some weird love spell. Myre tried convincing herself that it was an effect of having fed so much in such a short while, or that it was the remaining alcohol talking, but somehow she couldn't quite convince herself of that... Much like how he most likely was, she'd never offered herself in such a revealing fashion, not even as a child when she'd done so many other stupid things. But she was nearly an adult, and she knew so much less about her own sensuality than she'd thought for years. Much less...
She kissed Kraven, rubbing the side of her head against his cheek much like a cat as she felt the weird feeling inside her growing. It felt like that feeling she got from hunting, but this was stronger, much stronger... just what the hell was happening? And why was she so loose all of a sudden? Was the alcohol playing with her senses again, or was this... No... she told herself, Stop thinking about it and just let things take their course... Maybe she'd never get out tonight, but at the moment, with her heart aflutter, she didn't care. She didn't care one bit...
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Post by Crow on Feb 2, 2008 22:57:26 GMT -5
Ikoret grunted as the thing slashed into his forearm. Shortly after the two had left he had decided to go out on his own after all. After getting outside the town he had found one, seemingly alone. It was nothing more than a setup. Nothing more and nothing less. He cleaved the things head in half and dodged to the side to avoid the snapping jaws of another two. He let one of them taste the silver on his blade before having to dodge back from a swipe from one's claws. He didn't know how many there were, he didn't have the time to count them, but there were a lot of them, more than he thought he could handle. Another one managed to tackle him, knocking the katana out of his hand. He grunted as the ugly thing pinned him to the ground, "I'm going to rip out your heart and feed it to you before you die...." It growled as it reared back for the final strike. That was when it felt cold, colder than it had ever felt before. The man below him seemed to be the source of it. He didn't know what was going on, but it wasn't natural, he knew that much. He kicked the werewolf off of him, causing it to fly about seven feet before skidding to a stop. When he spoke it was in an unusual voice, half his own and half something else's, "You're pissing me off.....you shouldn't have done that...." He stuck his hand through the chest of one of the stunned lycans and watched as it shuddered and twitched, just before it turned an icy blue color and litterally fell to pieces. The six or so left howled and ran at him becoming frozen corpses until only the one that nearly killed him earlier was left. Ikoret walked up to him and reached through him, ripping out a red mess, shoving it down his throat before he started to walk away. He picked up his katana, not bothering to gather the heads. He took a few more steps before falling over unconcious.
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Post by knightc3 on Feb 2, 2008 23:18:46 GMT -5
Things had changed quite a lot for Kraven in the past few minutes. As he held Myre close, he spoke into her ear.
"I cant. I have bitten a vampire in a long time and for hunger, never. I dont think I will be able to bite you even if I was dying of hunger. So you are a pure... just as I thought."
He smiled a little and kissed her again. He couldn't remember when he had smiled last.
His smiled dissapeared as soon as he heard the piercing howls. He suddenly turned his head towards the window. Something was wrong. These were lychens but none like he had heard before.
His strength seemed to be returning to him, he guessed the food he had just eaten helped with the quick recovery. He hoped his anger, that was now boiling over, would get him back to full strength in no time.
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Post by Da Pwny on Feb 3, 2008 0:13:17 GMT -5
Myre felt hurt inside. Could he be trying to protect her from something, or was he just another a**hole taking advantage of her, like all the other men she'd met before? She didn't know, and really didn't care "I am a pure-breed, but I don't see why its not perfectly alright for you to do so. I remember watching my parents, and they seemed so content in sharing their blood with each other... I want to feel that contentment, just for-"
She heard the howls too, her blood running cold. About to simply bust out the nearby window, she realized that she wasn't going to be fighting anything but men in her slutty getup. Leaping off the bed into a roll, she picked herself up, along with the new set of clothes she had, ducking into the bathroom. Being a quick-change artist wasn't her specialty, but she finished quickly due to the adrenal rush that pumped through her veins. Returning, she was clothed head to toe, looking much more like the fighter she was; sensual matters she often ignored, the latest not included. There was something different about Kraven, but that would have to wait.
Grabbing the knife and her newly-improved crossbow off the table nearby, she nodded to Kraven, feeling like she wanted to just hold onto him for whatever strange reason. She held back, and simply walked out the door, feeling some fresh air after all the weirdness that happened in her room... she still didn't know what to make of it, and had resolved that it was beyond her understanding for the time being. All she needed to focus on was that which was ahead of her, that and only that...
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Post by knightc3 on Feb 3, 2008 0:31:39 GMT -5
As she quickly leaps up and into the bathroom, Kraven waits for another moment before he gets up. Yes, he was right. The rage had quickened the recovery. He got up and walked to the nearby table to pick up his weapons. He sheaths his knives under his cloak and sling's his sword on his back. He turns around to see a different Myre standing in the door, ready to fight. As she walked out, he started to say something but stopped himself. He was too pumped up to say anything right. I guess whatever it was that had happened would have to wait until later.
He followed her out the door. He could have caught up to her but slowed down intentionally. He figured she didn't really want to talk either.
The two figures walked quietly in the night towards the source of the sounds and the humans watched from cracks in the door and their windows.
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Post by Gin on Feb 3, 2008 8:06:37 GMT -5
Mikeal had reached the city about 1 hour ago now and was really making progress, he had already snapped up info aside a alley corner with actuall human, Demon Hunters group who shared what info they had gained during the day. These 4 looked strong and well equipped, no doubt these guys belonged to a extreme bad ass genre with'in the city... And Mikeal wouldn't be really welcomed unless proving something for them... But Mikeal knew better, after all, his bloodline goes as demon hunters many generations back and even before their total blistering darkness swallowed the world... Arcadian bloodline was really special... *Hmhm...* he thought as he re-read the info he had gained, *The city, down the streets of the north district rumors where that Lust was springing and making her ideal warriors out of weak souls...* Mikeal was already heading towards the area, and surpisingly he had just been a lesser fight this whole evening... Though it was too interresting to let go off, he had made it easy, though he knew that the old man had held back his powers incredibly, the show had gone quick and ended with a very treathening comment from the old man, If you continue your search I will end your life... And I know now already what you go for... he had said and left, that demon...
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Post by Da Pwny on Feb 3, 2008 8:36:18 GMT -5
(Grim, where the funk are you??! this is your big entrance and you're about to miss it >.<)
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