Fallen Angels (RP)

[Vampira]

Alright, first off, this RP has nothing to do with any previous story. It's an entirely original idea thought up by Firefly and I.

This RP is about Clinical Vampirism, a very real personality disorder. Those affected adopt a vampire persona and use it as a license to manifest violence against others. Most have no problem killing, believing the blood of others will give them immortal life if they drink enough of it. Some, though, are too weak stomached, and will more likely kidnapp a victim, drink from them, and release them, or simply drink the blood of animals. It's not uncommon for clinical vampires to be psychopaths as well. This kind of clinical vampire is quite striking. They feel no guilt over what they do, they have no conscious. They take what they want and move on to another victim. (explanation summarized from "The Science of Vampires" by Katherine Ramsland, Ph.D)
(The title of this RP refers to the belief that the vampires themselves hold; that they are fallen angels, and they can gain back their immortality by drinking the blood of humans. This doesn't change the fact that they believe that they are pure evil)

Now that you've got a bit of backgrounf info, here's the story.
All across the world, we see the lives of (however many people join this RP as vampires) slowly disentegrating, or, possibly, already disentegrated, as they begin to, or continue to think that they are in fact vampires. Immortality, garlic, blood; the real deal. Eventuall, they meet up somehow, and form a "clan" and begin to wreak havoc in (place to be decided later). A psychologist, who is obsessed with and has been studying clinical vampires for years, teams up with a detective to find and capture all these wanna be vampires one by one. But, will they be able to contain them?

Ok, now that that's out of the way, put up your character profile if you want to join in!

EDIT: Due to recent developments, this RP has been rated PG13.

Name: Ramona Nalin
Age:24
Residence: London
Personality: Believes that she is a vampire. A ruthless killer who will stop at at nothing to gain immortality, though she does not lack empathy. Though very loyal to her clan, she tends to lash out at them if they rub her wrong. Prior to hooking up with her clan, she can oftentimes be found sitting in the Key and Chain bar drinking a bloody mary. Goes out only at night if she can help it.
Job:Works as a horror writer under the pen name "Jezebel Rose" at the beginning of the story. Has put out one book so far.
Looks:Tall, very thin, long black hair reaching down to her waist. Wears only black clothes. Has striking green eyes.
Background:Has had a tough life, the details of which have remained a secret.

[ThEoNeAnDoNlY555]

This is a great idea!!! I'll join!


Name: Jasper Namly
Age:19
Residence: New york State
Personality: Jasper thinks he is a vampire he even paid a plastic surgeon millions to sharpen his "Vampire Teeth". He loves the taste of blood and drinks it whenever he can he keeps some in a canteen with him at all times. He drinks blood from mostlycows at local farms, but on the fullmoon he reackes havon on humans and usually ands up killing at least one. He also like to stay away from human because he believes he is better than them because he's aa vampire.
Job:None/He lives off his Rich dead mothers inheritance.
Looks:Tall, thin, black hair, black shirt and black pants. He always wears black.
Background:His mother was extremely rich and paid no attention to him and didn't realized he believed himself a vampire. He has always been spoiled and therefore he thinks its ok to kill or hurt humans or animals. Its just what he was taught.

[~Ozy~]

Name: Robbie McClemens
Age: 22
Residence: Edinborough Scotland
Personality: Regards himself as infinately dangerous and usually puts up a goofball facade to get close to his "targets." Has a nearly infinate capacity for cruelty and masochism. Fascinated by everything about blood. Loves spending free time at a Goth club known as The Liquid Room.
Job: Drummer for a local band known as The Red Streak.
Appearance: Dresses in typical biker gear usually. Fingerless leather gloves and a leather bomber jacket cover a tight white shirt. Blue jeans and a chain bracelet complete the clothes. Physically he has shoulder-length straight blond hair and deep-set green eyes. Usually looks rather gaunt and emicated, despite a muscular frame.
Background: He was cast out by his parents at age eight after they found him casually skinning a rabbit. Couldn't stand the thought of living off of pity so he turned to thievery. Made quite a reputation for himself before being apprehended. He was let out on a technicality although placed with a foster family. They were his first human targets, dissapearing when he was 13. He changed his name and moved north to try and find a home.

[Vampira]

Wow. Such an in-depth description. You make mine look really bad. ;)

[Firefly]

Name: Devin Delano
Age:27
Residence:Nakuru ,Kenya
Personality: Seems to have a laid-back personality to those who don't know her very well. Has trouble killing people for blood; mostly drinks from animals. Has multiple personalities (2): that come out at unexpected times one is the vampire and the other is a normal person.
Job: a safari guide
Looks: Middle height, thin, short blonde and pink streaked hair that she keeps slicked back. China blue eyes, and tanned skin.
Background: Native of Santa Cruz California. Her parents never knew she was a vampire, but thought her rather to be just a kid going through a goth faze. At fifteen, she decided she was a vampire, by means she doesn't speak about. Moved to Kenya after college.

[Vampira]

Alright, we've got four people now: Should we go ahead and start, and if anyone else wants to join in, they can along the way?

[~Ozy~]

<OOC>Sounds good, I'll leave it to you for now.<OOC>

[Vampira]

<OOC>Ok then. I'm going to put up an introduction for my character, since I kinda rushed through the bio part.I don't know if you guys want to do that to, or just start into the story. I suppose it doesn't matter.<OOC>

Ramona Nalin, London: Introduction

Look in the mirror; past all the imperfections, past the hair and make-up, past the clothes...And into those eyes, those tell-all eyes that everyone has. What do you see? I've always seen the same thing. An evil creature with abnormal lusts, someone who could never be loved, someone who would die a lonely old maid. I could picture myself as an old woman , a corpse, sitting by the window of a neat little cottage plagued by meaningless forget-me-nots, eyes wide open, staring blankly out into a world that hated me as much as I hated it. Yeah, just rocking back at forth, as if still breathing, just rocking like nothing has changed.

But no, that's not what I wanted; death. That's not what I want now. I want life, I want a place in this meaningless world. I want an identity, my own identity. I want true love, the kind that you read about in the storybooks, the kind that's never real, that can never be real.

...I couldn't understand why...why she, Mum, hated me so much, left bruises all over, why father never returned from the supermaket that day...But most of all, I couldn't understand the cuts on my arms, where I'd drink from myself. I just couldn't understand why...why I felt immense pleasure and relief with every cut, and even more as my own blood poured down my throat.

I think that's when it dawned on me; that rainy day at the Rose Cottage where I sat locked up in the smallest closet of the house, just after Mum had done her daily rounds on me. As I dragged my fathers old hunting knife across my arms and celebrated in the drops that fell to my mouth...I think I knew then that I was one of them, one once immortal, a fallen angel with the possibility of a great devil now.

...But no one loves a devil...

Hours later, when Mum opened the closet door, tears pouring from her eyes and sorrows from her mouth, as she did each time...I sank my father's hunting knife into her neck. The thud her jaded body made on the floor excited me, as I leaned over and drank the waterfalls of crimson pouring from her thin neck, feeling, for the fist time in a long time, whole, and right. I looked one last time on the object of my pain with no regrets, and I left and never looked back.

I've got a better life now. No one will ever try to hurt me again; I have such a bad-*** reputation here. I'm a writer, you know that. I wrote that book, so popular with teens now-a-days; Scarlet tears. Yeah, that's the kind of crap you'd read on the cover of my book. Such an idealized version of my life.

I rent a townhouse down on 7th street, in which I've boarded up the room and decorated...quite beautifully in my opinion, though it's decor seems to scare my...guests. I've set up my special room in the cellar. Don't look under the floorboards, you might be frightened at what you see.

Sometimes, somenites, you might see me at the Key and Chain. Don't be shy, come over for a chat. Who knows, maybe you'll be the one to come home with me; it really depends on how thirsty I am.

<OOC>How is that? I don't know if 2nd persion view is acceptable for RPing; is it?<OOC>

[~Ozy~]

<OOC>It's perfectly acceptable, any viewpoint is.<OOC>

It wasn't much more than a usual session at the studio, we were putting the finishing touches on a synth beat called Pachabel's Gannon. I loved the song, it seemed to be a perfect mirror to my moods, just as the sky here was. Always grey with clouds, always threatening rain. I smiled cruely at the thought, perhaps God wasn't so different from me. I left the studio hands in pockets as I walked over to the lot where I'd parked my Ducati. I tore out of the lot at speeds most riders considered insane. Maybe I'd die, maybe I'd get lucky. Who knew?

[Vampira]

<OOC>Okay, I'm moving to first person viewpoint. It just seems easier.<OOC>

Ramona Nalin, London (<OOC>I'm just putting that there so it doesn't get confusing, switching people and places, you know?<OOC> )

As I sit in the same place I do each time I come here, to the Key and Chain bar, listening to the intense music from a local band, I feel the stare of a man resting on me, and I pretend not to notice. I act surprised when he takes a seat beside me.

"Hey. I'm paul." he says, offering his hand. I smile wickedly.
"Ramona."
"So, you here alone?" He certainly wastes no time.
"Yes, I am."

He smiles, and I smile back. But mine is for a much different reason, a reason he would never expect.

[~Ozy~]

Turned out that today wasn't my day. I pulled up in front of The Liquid Room with nothing more eventful than my running a red light. I walked into the dim club, looking around at the familiar setting. Prey was usually easier here, they were all so desperate for pain or death. It was ideal. Besides, the atmosphere just suited me. I grinned in anticipation as one of the crimson lights passed over my face.

[Vampira]

Ramona Nalin, London

"This was a bloody tough one." I say to myself as I rise my lips from his neck. I knew I shoudn't have fed from him in a place as public as a bathroom, but it had been so long since I had fed, that I couldn't wait till I got home. I cleaned the blood from my face, straightened out my hair, unlocked the main door to the bathroom, and left the bar entirely. I didn't worry myself over his body. There wasn't any evidence that could tie him to me. He was such a playboy, as alll that I fed off were, that anyone could have done it. And in a bar such as the Key and Chain, no one would know he was dead for hours. It wasn't uncommon to see blood or even someone passed out there. No one knew my secret. No one would ever know.

[~Ozy~]

The barkeep nodded to me, passing a goblet of a fine Merlot, one of my personal favorites. I'd wait and see which approached me, they were always the most fun if they came willingly. besides, the flesh got all tense if they expected something.

[Vampira]

As I walked back home, it began snowing. The huge flakes began to blanket the town at an alarming rate. Looking down on it's brilliant white color causes my head to dance with fantasies of red snow. Yes, I always loved to feed more when it was snowing. The cold air and the snow crunching underfoot gives me such a rush.

[~Ozy~]

I laughed sharply as one of the TV's was interrrupted with a report of snow in London. If they thought that deserved a special report...Suffice to say the storm was already up to the top of the first floor here. N one would be getting out for a while. I had no complaints about that. A girl, little over 17 sat down next to me and ordered some water. She feigned disintrest, but she was occasionally eying me. I couldn't help but lick my lips.

[Vampira]

For I moment, I only stood there, gazing up as the snow fell all around me. It was becoming a blizzard, but I didn't care. I might stay out all night if it suited me. Besides, this was a wonderful time to hunt, regardless of the fact that I'd already fed tonight. No one would see me coming. I could problably do an open kill; no need to drag another soon-to-be corpse into my basement.

[Firefly]

<OOC>(My character has two personalities. Devin=Red (vampire) Denae=blue(Normal)<OOC>

The hot African sun beat down on me as I drove in my topless jeep home. It had been a hard day at work. So many tourists, such a long tour...but now, I could go home and relax. The warm air swept across my face, but I didn't notice. I was too busy day dreaming about the cold shower I would take when I got home.

[~Ozy~]

I slid one of the numerous knives I kept onb me over to the girl without saying a word. Around here it was a request to go to one of the private rooms on the top floor. She slid it back and got up, signifying acceptance. I sheperded her to my personal favorite of these, a replica of the thirteenth chamber from The Masque of the Red Death.

[Vampira]

<OOC>Oh, the masque of red death. nice touch<OOC>

There was a small, squeaky voice I heard not too far away, laughing. It was a child's voice; only one. My mouth watered to imagine it. The sweet, innocent blood of a child. I had never tried it, but I knew the rumours. Perhaps now was the time. I walked slowly towards the noise, a huge grin slapped on my face.

[~Ozy~]

It was probably my favorite meal in a long time, particularly since she believed my sexual pretense for so long, even after I jammed a knife into her lower spine, paralyzing her legs. I kept my canines filed for occasions just like this, when just cutting wasn't going to satisfy me. I made sure to drag the affair out, delighting in the look of sheer terror on the child's face when I finally bit the neck. Her body fit the closet nearly perfectly and given the presence of so many S&M in this district people it wouldn't really be investigated, possibly not even reported.

[Vampira]

As I crept closer to the source, it became clear that it was a little girl, and she was playing, though it seemed her friend was invisible.

"Come on old chap! Let's make snow angels!" She said excitedly plopping down in the snow and moving her arms up and down wildly, laughing.

My heart softened as she did. This was going to be another tough kill.

Suddenly, her smile faded as she looked my way. I'd been spotted.
But it reappeared just as quickly as she sat up.

"Hallo miss." She said, cheerfully yet cautiosly. I turned on the suger.

"Evening to you, sweetie."

"Are you here because...you want a daughter?"

Her question threw me off, but I continued none-the-less.

"What are you doing playing here all by yourself?"

"Mrs. Granger doesn't know. I just wanted to see the snow."

"So, little girl, would you like to take a walk with me?"

Her eyes sparkled."Oh yes! Very much so miss."

[Firefly]

As I stepped out of the shower, goosbumps causing my once unbearably hot skin to shiver, I placed a housecoat over myself. I exited and went to my bedroom. I must have tripped on something, because I fell.

I woke up on the floor of my apartment. I really must've over did it on the drinks last night. I got up and hurriedly dressed myself. It was already 8:00. If I wanted some fresh blood, I was going to have to hurry.

[~Ozy~]

It was only 9 right now, far too early to turn in but I was out of ideas. The snow was still coming down hard when an idea hit me: London. Why not? It was past time to go and revisit a few old haunts. Besides, the police didn't know and Robbie McClemens, I was safe in that regard. I hopped out a second floor windo and found my bike After clearing a path to te road for it, I opened the throttle and gunned it down the highway, headed south. The bite of the snow felt glorious.

[Vampira]

Only a few minutes after walking, the little girl reached up and took my hand. She smiled a toothless smile up at me as she began to speak.

"I'm Kate."

"It's very nice to know you Kate." I was beginning to get tired of the act. Just a little further...

"I adore your clothes miss. I would never be allowed to wear a long black dress and fancy red cloak like that."

I smiled down at her, a huge fake smile."And your teeth are so bright and sharp." She added.

The childs comments began to make her uncomfortable. So inncocent, going with her without a fight, so trusting...but then, that was the point, wasn't it? She knew that within a few minutes of chat, she'd be unable to do it, but she wasn't sure she could do it even now, looking into those sweet crystal eyes of hers.

[~Ozy~]

It wasn't a log ride to London at the speeds I was traveling at, although for humans it would have been horrible, snow constantly sting their face, nearly blinding them. I delighted in it, only slowing down when I reached the outskirts of the massive city. I began humming PG, the song we'd been working on as I started cruising the streets.

[Vampira]

I stopped abruptly. It was now or never. For so long I'd wanted to try this, but now, now that the time was perfect.

"What's wrong Miss?" She asked worriedly. My dismay must've shown on my face.

"Nothing Kate, darling." My eyes search the surroundings feverently, looking for something to distract her from me, if even for just a second. In those brief moments, I noticed the snow had stopped falling. Failing to think of anything more enchanting, I pointed in a random direction. "Oh my, look over there!"

As it is human to do, she looked, and I pulled my knife from it's hiding place in my boot. I poised it at her neck, but hesitated, trembled even.

[~Ozy~]

"Weakling" I muttred as I passed by a woman with a knife held by the throat of some pathetic child. I skidded to a stop, pulling a full 180 degree spin on the wet road.

[Vampira]

A biker speeding by startled me, and I immediatly pulled the knife away, expertly sliding it back to it's hiding place before either the child or the biker could see.

[~Ozy~]

"Already saw you" I said quietly, hopping off. I added with a smirk "Now why don't you get it over with or I will" as I walked slowly toward the pair, my boots crunching in the snow.

[Vampira]

I cursed to myself as the man came closer. The child looked up at me terrified. She immediatly ran behind me, clutching my coat.

"Who the **** do you think you are?!" I screamed, more out of fear than anger.

<OOC>If the cursing annoys anyone, just let me know.<OOC>

[~Ozy~]

"Death" I said simply, pulling out a pair of shivs I'd made long ago. I continued stalking toward the pair, adding "Now give the child to me and I might not take your life too." I pushed the sleeves of my jacket up and slashed both arms along the lines of old scars.

[Vampira]

Despite how afraid I had been of him moments before, his, what seemed to be love of pain entranced me, and I couldn't help but smile, bearing my sharpened teeth.

"You can try you bastard." I said plainly through a tightened jaw.

[~Ozy~]

"Then I will" I said, smiling and showing my fangs. Without further ado, I ran forward, sweeping low with one blade, high with the other.

[Vampira]

I jumped out of the way in a flash instinctively, leaving the child in the path of this ravenous fool, landing face first in the snow. I rose to my knees and, dusting the snow off of myself, looked up to this mysterious stranger. I knew I was at his mercy unless I did something. I slowly reached down for my dagger...

[~Ozy~]

"Don't" I said offhandedly, jamming one knife into the small hollow in the child's throat. I added just as casually "I could do the same thing to you from here."

[Vampira]

My hand stopped just short of my knee high boots, and I was frozen. No one had ever challenged me. I'd always had the upperhand. But now...I watched as he drank from her neck, her wide open, shocked eyes looking back at me pleading for help as she tried to break free...Surprisingly enough, it was easier to watch than I had thought. Watching her death seemed like little more to me than that of the playboy I'd just mutilated in the bar. But, why? Why had I had so much trouble with her?

[Flygon trainer]

uhh.. is it too late to join? I hope not...

[~Ozy~]

<OOC>Don't think so. I'm surprised it took you this long.<OOC>

I straightned, plucking the shiv from the girl's throat and muttered again "Weakling." I'd killed my first child, my foster sister years ago when I left that particular hellhole.

[Vampira]

Yeah, just put up your bio and start.

[Vampira]

<OOC>Ooops...forgot sorry :)<OOC>

"You've got some nerve." I said standing up, regaining some of my former gaul back."You're not even from around here. Bloody Scott. I oughta kill you right now." Though as I said this, I backed away a bit, hopefully out of his range.

[~Ozy~]

"I'd like to see yeh try, yeh yellow brit" I shot back, the Scottish coming through stronger than usual as I flipped one blade up and caught it blade down, ready to throw.

[Vampira]

I looked down at the corpse of the girl and walked closer slowly. Time to turn the charm on, I thought to myself. "Who are you? I mean really? Quite impressive work," I said, in as sultry a tone as I could manage.

[Flygon trainer]

OOC: yeah, flight + jet lag = inattentive kid.

Name: Eclipse, she doesn't really have a last name, as she doesn't have a family that she knows of.
Age:13
Residence: London, prefers Alaska though
Personality: Blood starved killer.
Job:13 year old kids can't have jobs.
Looks: about 5'7", lightly built, isn't overweight, but not a toothpick either. her eyes are a reddish orange, she wears all black clothes, and her hair is black as well. she doesn't use weapons, the speed that being a kid has granted her has served her well. Her teeth are sharper than they should be, but that could possibly be a result of her sole diet
Background: First started considering herself a vampire when she saw her family murdered in front of her eyes and tasted thier blood. The blood put her into a blood lust state, and ever since she has been desperate to drink human blood. Besides that, as a child without a family, she has to drink the blood to survive.

IC: I watched the confrontation from the shadows, staying totally silent. The death did not bother me, but the presence of two blood crazed beings did. After all, young as I was, I was an easy target.

[~Ozy~]

"I already told you" I responded cooly, circling a bit to keep the woman in my view. I added on impulse "Although I must thank you for the compliment."

<OOC>And I need to get off, my parents insist on an early bed.<OOC>

[Vampira]

<OOC>I need to get off myself. I've got a biology test tomarro, and I haven't cracked the book all weekend...in fact, I think I left the book in my locker...anyway,<OOC>

He began circling me, as I was him, clearly aware of my intentions. He was a strange one, no doubt. No way I could reach for my knife at this point. I was going to have to do my best to set him at ease.
"Death is a strange name." I continued."Your parents had a dark taste in names, eh old chap?"

[Flygon trainer]

Okay, seemed that I didn't have to worry much. They were too busy focusing on each other to notice a young kid. If I stayed my odds of getting discovered were high. keeping low, I slinked along the outside of a building, constantly checking on the adults.. if they saw me, it was a full speed escape, there was no other way...

[~Ozy~]

"Not really" I replied smiling. "I got to name myself."

[Vampira]

"That's interesting." Maybe now was the time. I reached toward my back non-chalantly where another knife was hidden."Why do you call youself that?" My questions were getting obvious, but I needed someway to distract him. We continued circling.

[ThEoNeAnDoNlY555]

OOC: Sry it took me so long, but i guess I'll just start er up now?

I Walked down the street in the black of night knowing how to move and where to go only by memory.I was going back to my home. It was far from here, about a two hour walk, but I didn't care I usually walked twice as far as i had tonight. I thought it stringe, but tonight walking my normal routine seemed too much. I thought i must be loosing it as a dark silouet began to approach me.

I thought Iaught to run, but yet again, I was thirsty, and the cold blood in his canteen was begining to taste a bit odd. I hadn't fed in almost a month, the time of the last full moon, on human blood. I began to run remembering the full moon was only two days away when I realized why should I only feed on humans once a month, I am better I can feed whenever I like. So I stopped and turned to face the oncoming person.
"Who are you? I said so evily some of them **** Bible-Thumpers up the street might of fainted. He chuckled at the thought.
"I? I am no one. Pay me not even a second glance." The voice said.I loved he way he said it though, he spoke in a way only a pure one could, the man, well he seemed younger than a man, this boy was like him a vampire. But in a way, I thought this could only be bad, he hated others doing what he was meant to do, this Pure one was on his territory... and he didn't like it.

OOC: How was my first post? AndI will refer to other vampire's and himself as "Pure ones" Maybe that could be our clan name when we eventually form the clan?

[Flygon trainer]

I slowly climbed to a low rooftop, and from my considerably safter perch I called down to the pair "Such childish actions. Need I seperate you?" I knew that it was too dark for them to see me, and my voice sounded like an adult's. The intimadation act worked when I was hunting, just as long as they didn't know I was a kid...

OOC: preventing confusion: I'm talking to Adamant and Vampira's charecters.

[ThEoNeAnDoNlY555]

"Who are you Pure one?" I spoke a little less evil, hoping he hadn't realized that I was like him, but knew he already had. "And why are you here I don't recognize your zoice and I know everyone around here buddy!"
"I am not from here, I am just... Taking a stroll." He spoke as though he loved the deseit and lies pouring from his mouth. He seemed to be slowly walking toward him as they spoke. "And why are you here Blood-Sucker? Hunting?"
"No. And How did you know I was a Pure one?" I spoke with his years of hatred finally coming out. I hated this, this... boy.
The Other Vampire chuckled. "I could sence it in your voice. You, like I have evil in your voice and in your life."
I growled in anger this Pure one was making me Mad. "Get out of my Area. You know as well as i do that venturing into anothers Territorie is forbiden." He almost quoted the word out of a book he had read. It was a Horror by _______ (Vampira). Isaid it as though it were fact, in fact I believed it was.
"I know nothing of this" He spoke cooly, almost happy that I was getting frustrated. I tried to calm myself down not wanting to give him the pleasure.

[~Ozy~]

"Not at all child" I replied flippantly without even looking her way. To the woman, whoever she was, I said "It should be obvious, no? A demon to clense the world of any one unworthy, to make them suffer."

[Flygon trainer]

"Who are you calling a child?" I said in partial shock. Being from Alaska, I didn't have an accent, but that didn't matter... What I wanted to know was how he knew I was a kid when I sounded like an adult and couldn't be seen..

[~Ozy~]

"You're all children" I said with a cruel smile twisting my lips.

[Flygon trainer]

I calmed down after that. So it was just a general comment, though this guy was crazy. But I didn't seem to be in any danger so I stayed where I was.

[Vampira]

As the stranger was distracted, I hastily pulled my dagger from it's place, hidden beneath my cloak.

[~Ozy~]

"Crap" I muttered, flicking my throwing blade back into a fighting position. I followed up with "So, sweetling, you've decided to die tonight as well, no?"

[Flygon trainer]

An actual fight ensured I was staying. I could feed off either of them after it. I noticed a human, a grown man, on the other side of the buildings, and took off, choosing to get something to tide me over. I caught up almost instantly, and acting like a lost child, managed to get the man to let down his guard. Through my fake tears I noticed an evil grin on his face. I knew he was going to try and rape me, but before he could grab me I had plunged my fangs deep into his neck, having my first meal in a couple days. it didn't take long for shock and blood loss to kill him, and I left him there as I returned to watching the fight.

[Vampira]

"I wouldn't be so cocky were I you, Love. I've been in knife fights before, and I've always come out on top, obviosly." I backed up slightly, readying myself.

[~Ozy~]

"And you think I havn't, sweet. You brits don't know what a knife fight is" I shot back sharply, leaping forward with a crossways slash.

[Vampira]

I avoided his move easily, leaning back limberly whilst swiping back at him. I couldn't tell if I'd made contact or not.

[~Ozy~]

I rolled to one side, coming up behind whoever it was, attempting to hamsting her.

[Vampira]

He moved so fast in that next moment, I couldn't possibly have cut him to any depth. I steadied my feet, and he was gone from my view.

[~Ozy~]

I stood up again, careful to keep my back away from the wall. Licking a bit of blood off of one blade, I hissed "Over here, darling."

[Vampira]

I turned around at hearing a sensuous hiss to see the blonde stranger licking up the blood from his dagger. Pushing back the feelings it stiirred in me, I bore my teeth to him. "You're a quick one, eh?"

[~Ozy~]

"Have to be" I returned, adding "Need to have the reflexes to race bikes."

[Vampira]

As he spoke, I had the briefest moment to take aim, and swipe at him again.

[~Ozy~]

"Glorious" I hissed under my breath, feeling the familiar sting of pain across my chest. I'd jumped back but not quick enough. The superficial wound was soaking blood into my shirt. It was a rather erotic feeling really. I grinned happily at the sensation, walking forward slowly but still on my guard.

[Vampira]

I was taken aback. Though I had actually hit him this time, he kept coming...and with a drawing look... I couldn't help but be drawn in.

I don't know what came over me in those next few moments. I dropped the knife at my feet, and walked by him,briefly stroking his blood stained chest as I gave him a hitherto glance, heading towards my townhouse.

[~Ozy~]

I took her shoulder in a powerful grip, although letting her guide the way. Closing in a bit, I pressed my frontside against her back, acting by instinct alone at the present.

[Vampira]

I felt him press up against my back, and for a fleeting moment, stopped. I reached back and pulled his face near mine, rubbing up against it seductively before continuing. Just a few steps more...

[BrokenWing]

Name: Natalie Bishop
Age:34 (but she doesn't know that)
Residence: Recently moved to London
Personality: Nat is a very clumsy...Drunk. Most of the time, you can catch her stumbling around like a fool. airheaded, and she suffers from paranoid delusions.
Looks: Shoulder-length fiery red hair, and emerald eyes. She's of average height and a bit on the skinny side. She wears a light red clouse and black pants.
Background: Was a well-known psychologist..that is, until she insisted one was a werewolf and tried to kill him. Now, she has lost her licence and moved to London to track "Vampires". Everyone believes she's crazy and refuses to listen to her.



~Natalie sat in a bar, half-falling off of a stool. She'd been taking shots of everclear--which is not to be taken straight. Other patrons of the bar eyed her, but she payed them no mind and ordered herself a beer. Earlier that evening, she had eaten anything with garlic that she could get her hands on...lots and lots of pasta.~ (won't be able to post till after school tomorrow. :laugh: see ya in choir, Vampira!)

[~Ozy~]

I leaned in while she rubbed my face, opening my mouth and drawing one of my canines down her cheek as we reached the door.

[BrokenWing]

Natalie walked outside, well...waddled anyway. She didn't get too far when she saw blood in the snow. "Well, That's inteh...inter...intem? Ahhhh forget it!" She fell over, too drunk to really stand up. Her gold heart-shaped locket came off. It had her initials on it, and she didn't notice it came off. Inside was the picture of the only person in the world that Natalie really cared about.

[ThEoNeAnDoNlY555]

"I hate you" i hissed through gritted teeth. I then drew a knife from its holster from my cloak. "I will kill you if you don't leave now!" I Screamed at the Pure one who I believed was tresspassing on my hunting grounds.
He still didn't seem to be showing any emotion except happiness. "Now don't you think that would be a bad idea?" He whispered softly as he came close enough to be almost in my face if I could see where that was.
"No I Don't!" I growled as I Pulled my gripped Dagger out into the open.
"Now now calm down, don't get over excited now" He Chuckled.

[Vampira]

The stinging in my cheek immediatly turned to a quite pleasing tingling as I opened the door of my townhouse, leading this strange, yet alluring man into my house. I knew he could kill me at any second, but I didn't care. There was only one thing on my mind.

[~Ozy~]

I licked my lips in anticiparion, leaning down as I spun the woan around and kissed her demandingly.

[Vampira]

In a moment, I was in his arms. As he roughly kissed my lips, I could taste the innocent blood of the child still in his mouth. The way he held me sent tingles down my spine.

[~Ozy~]

I slipped one hand up the back of the woman's dress, wondering how much I could demand befor having to take. Tonight was becoming quite enjoyable.

<OOC>And should we leave it to imagination from here? Or do you have something to add.<OOC>

[Vampira]

<OOC>Yeah that's probably good. Where should we go from there?<OOC>

[~Ozy~]

<OOC>Morning aftter thing maybe?<OOC>

[Vampira]

<OOC>Alright. That does seem the most logical place to start up again. You can go ahead and start it back up, since I'm not quite sure how to.<OOC>

[~Ozy~]

I groaned and yawned as I woke up. The failings of a human form, I supposed. As I opened my eyes in an unfamiliar room (although very well decorated by my tastes) I jumped, going by habit for the knife at my hip. Finding it not there I hissed under my breath until the previous night began to came back to me.

[Vampira]

I awoke suddenly, startled as I felt my bed being jarred. I sat up abruptly to find the blonde stranger standing in the middle of the room, looking quite confused for a moment, before a look of realization crossed his face. I pulled the blankets over myself, as I sat there, not entirely sure what to say.

This was the first man I brought home, that didn't end up buried in the celler before midnight.

[~Ozy~]

"Mornin' princess" I drawled, unsure of anything else to say for now. I stood there unabashedly for a bit, looking around for wherever my clothes had landed.

[Vampira]

Despite our encounter the previous night, I remained a bit suspiscious of him as he appeared to be looking for his clothes...of course, he could have been going for his knife. My eyes followed his every movement around the room.

[~Ozy~]

I picked them all up excepting my jacket, leaving that for a bit later. I didn't bother checking for any weapons, confident that there was no one who could find them all.

[Vampira]

I relaxed as it appeared he was only getting dressed. But they way he had relentlessly slaughtered that child, I would have thought he'd have no problem knifing me through the back; but he didn't.

I grabbed my robe hanging from the bedpost and exited the room.

[~Ozy~]

Seeing her leave, I pulled my jacket on and headed for the door, saying "See 'ya around I'm up in Edinborough." I paused a bit than said "Actually, any place where I can get a bit of a pick-me-up 'round here?"

[Vampira]

<OOC>Coffee? Or are we talking about Alcohol?<OOC>

[~Ozy~]

<OOC>Either way in Robbie's case.<OOC>

[Vampira]

<OOC>Alright<OOC>

"Sure." I said, more friendly than I would normally be."Come on, I'll make you some coffee." I continued, motioning towards the kitchen with my head as I walked there myself.

[~Ozy~]

I shrugged back out of my jacket and nodded, following whoever it was to the kitchen. "What's your name" I asked hesitantly. If things changed knowing her name would make it a bit harder. On the other hand, "woman" wouldn't work for long.

[Vampira]

I continued walking, as shocked as I was to remember that I also didn't know his name. But I tried not to let it show as I cooly replied, "Ramona. And you are..."

[~Ozy~]

"Robbie" I replied, sketching a small formal bow at the same time.

[Flygon trainer]

OOC: and to think I stayed silent for so long...

IC: I woke up, and mentally kicked myself once I realized I hadn't watched the battle. Didn't matter, getting either of them would have proved to be extremly difficult. I dropped to the ground, and headed into a dark alley, to wait out the daylight.

[Vampira]

I smiled, opening the door to the kitchen. It was strange; he'd been so menacing and intimidating last night...but now he was in my kitchen for coffee, acting like a goofball. Though, I wasn't without my light side as well. I nodded in recognition of his gentlemanly bow and began to brew the coffee.

[~Ozy~]

I pulled out a chair and sat down, toying with he slash in my shirt. Another scar for my collection. "You do brew it strong, right" I asked from my seat, watching Ramona move around the kitchen.

[Vampira]

"Of course." I replied, finishing up. I then sat down across from him, looking him up and down. "You're certainly a different chap from the one I met last night." I said antagonistically, half joking.

[~Ozy~]

"Perhaps it has something to do with a woman's touch" I replied jokingly.

[Vampira]

I smiled wickedly."Funny. I get the feeling you've been with many girls before. Don't quite see how all of the sudden you could be falling arse over elbow for me." As I spoke, I glanced over and discovered that the coffee had finished brewing. I arose and began serving us each a cup.

[~Ozy~]

"Yeh never know" I replied sarcastically, agreeing with her statement as I took a sip of my coffee.

[ThEoNeAnDoNlY555]

I then awoke on my bed at home. I didn't seem to have walkd here myself as I always drink a mug of Cold brandy and blood and didn't feel the dreid blood resting on my lips as it usually did. The events of the past night then came back to me. "It was him, but why does my memory just stop where i started to charge at him?" Grrr! I growled. What is with that guy first he wants to kill me, then he puts me back in my bed. But then I fely a twinge in my neck. I felt it and noticed teeth marks.
"That bastard I kill his ****ing ***" SO then I got up and since i was already dressed i didn't bother to chande. After drinking down some ale and blood i wped my mouth and walked out my front door.I could hear the rumble Of the city not to far away but had no eagerness to hear or see any more than i could from my home.

[Vampira]

I smiled synically at his remark as I took a sip myself. I then studied him as we sat in silence for a moment.

[ThEoNeAnDoNlY555]

As he stoped and stood out front of his house he heard voices in his head. He also felt feelings and saw visions of other people... or to be more specific other Pure ones. "What is going on?"

Well, I have to say you have an ability that i didn't realize you would get

Jasper felt this voice was directed to him. He looked around but then realized it was in his head. He also realized it was the Pure one from the prevoius night. Who are you? And what do you mean

Well, When i bit you which i know you have already realized i did i must of passed on part of my powers to you

OOC: Is that okay? Vampira i thought it would be a cool twist if i could hear the thoughts of all the Vampires of the world. In a while i will always be directing my powers toward metal talking with your characters and the other people's characters on here too. okay?

[Vampira]

After a while of silence, I had finished my coffee. I rose from my chair."I'm going to take a shower." I said, pushing in my chair as I headed towards the door. I stopped for a moment and turned around once more."You don't...have to go if you're not ready to." I added before leaving the room. I don't know why I said it; of course, that's how you usually feel after you act on an impulse.

[~Ozy~]

I nodded, watching Ramona leave. Might as well I thought, scanning through the paper. I made my mind up for sure when I saw a small blurb about a murder up in Scotland. I sighed, figuring to wait a spell here before going back home. After going out to park my bike properly, I went back into Ramona's hous and hung my coat on one of the wrought iron pegs before returning to the kitchen to finish the paper.

[Vampira]

As I stood in the shower, enjoying the feeling of the warm water running over my body, I thought about what I had just done. How long would he stay now? I had just invited a total stranger to stay here wth me...but he's the first I've met who's anything remotely like me...but still, they may not be a good thing. I made up my mind to be cautious around Robbie; and if things didn't pan out, then there was a meal close by.

In a few minutes, I was out of the shower, and dressed. I went back to the kitchen to discover him reading the paper, still nursing his cup of coffee. It seemed rather quaint in a way, as if they were a true couple. I leaned against the doorway as I asked."Why do you read that rubbish?"

[~Ozy~]

"Why not" I asked sardonically. I pushed the paper towards her, motioning towards the blurb about the girl from back home. "Kind've need-to-know information." I looked out at the snowed-in world outside, it seemed oddly beautiful in the total purity of it.

[Vampira]

I took the paper from him and briefly skimmed the article."What good is this life if you have to go about watching your arse all the time like this? I'm right knackered at it myself. If they find out about me, than that's that. I'm done for. It's not like it's going to make a difference anyway. If I haven't covered my tracks well 'nough, then maybe I don't deserve another kill. You may'nt see it, but this is an artform, really."

[~Ozy~]

I took a rather more fatalistic view of things myself, maybe it was the bike racing, maybe it was something else but my own views are based on luck. I replied "And what fun is life without some risk? Maybe they'll arrest me and execute me, maybe I'll get lucky. who knows. All tat matters is that we accept what comes."

[Vampira]

"Then why do you need to know if they found out about a few little kills here and there?" I asked as I folded my arms.

[~Ozy~]

"All part of the game" I replied, slouching a bit. "Most of it's luck but any bit of information is worth the while."

[Vampira]

"A game is it? Well then, how do I work into your little game?" I asked belittlingly, as I leaned my elbows on the table in front of him.

[~Ozy~]

I walked my fingers across the table, imitating pieces moving across a game board and said "You? A bishop or the Queen, perhaps."

[Vampira]

I raised my brow. "Really?" I said, as if I had a bloody idea what he was talking about.

[~Ozy~]

"Rwally" I said, a bemused expression on my face. Perhaps she didn't understand that life really was a game to me, that everyone fit in to a certain position on the board. I decided not to pursue the point any further.

[Vampira]

I looked down and smiled before raising my head and replying,"Robbie, I haven't the foggiest of what you're saying, mate."

[~Ozy~]

"Most people don't" I replied, laughing and pushing my hair back one-handed, then letting it drop again. I started tapping out a basic drum rhythm on the table, unsure of anything else to say right now.

[Vampira]

<OOC>Sorry, I guess this is going kinda slow. Truth is, Broken wing had some plans, and they won't really work if we leave the house at all.<OOC>

[~Ozy~]

<OOC.Alright, then we won't for now, I'm fine with that. ut would you mind telling her to hurry up?<OOC>

[Flygon trainer]

with the snowfall, I was shivering badly, and I could feel myself going into hypothermia. With any luck I'd freeze to death ...


OOC: I'm thinking I could use the fact I'm hypothermic to try and get with you two if it doesn't mess with the intended plot, and if it's okay with you...

[~Ozy~]

<OOC.I think that's fine, but it's Vampira's RP.<OOC>

[Vampira]

<OOC>Actually, I have no idea where she is. But she doesn't go online until after ten, so we may have to go on without her. BTW, at the moment, her character is lying in the same place we fought the night before.<OOC>

[Flygon trainer]

OOC: true, but she's only in mild hypothermia at the moment, moving her so she's near your place won't be difficult.

IC: I knew the best thing to do was keep moving and last as long as I could, so I struggled to my feet through the haze in myh mind and moved on. I could feel my internal tempature dropping, but I managed to find myself near a house, though I didn't know who's. I ordered my body to keep moving, but I had chilled to far to continue. I fell to the ground, as I entered a very severe stage of hypothermia.

[Vampira]

<OOC>I'm sorry, FT, I didn't really read your last post. Whatever you want to do is fine.<OOC>

[Flygon trainer]

OOC: I did what I could. My charecter is now approxamantly 13 feet from your house and in severe hypothermia. I need to pay more attention to who you're referring to though...

[Vampira]

<OOC>Oh, you thought I meant you? No, I'm sorry, now that I look at it, it is a bit confusing. I was talking about the person doing the psychologst, Natalie Bishop. The confusion there was my fault. :embarrass <OOC>

[Flygon trainer]

OOC: no problem, humor is a good thing occasionally. now, I can't post anything IC, due to hypothermia.

[Vampira]

<OOC>So you need a way inside, right? Did you have any specific plans?<OOC>

[Flygon trainer]

OOC: I had no plans beyond getting close to your charecter's house. Do what you like.

[Vampira]

<OOC>Well, I can't speak for TAD, but I don't think Ramona is the kind of person who'd take in a dying child. Maybe if you sneak in?<OOC>

[Flygon trainer]

OOC: problem: severe hypothermia. can't move. I know almost all about hypothermia, comes with living in alaska. and I don't think Adamant would do it either, looks like I'm screwed..

[Vampira]

<OOC> Not neccessarily. There is that drunken psychologist lying in the place we had the knife fight earlier. Maybe she'll find you and nurse you back to health or something of the sort (beware though: her character's kinda psychotic :) ).<OOC>

[BrokenWing]

Natalie woke up, fully hungover...but she spied the child in the snow. Nat has a weak spot for children and has since her daughter, Sage Alyssa Bishop, was born.
Sage was six now, and currently at a babysitter's house. Nat watched the child, waiting. She didn't know if she should take them to her house or not.

Her attention turned to the house and the people inside she was SURE were vampires...at least thought they were, they did. She'd been spying on Ramona since she moved here...only about a month. Nat had seen very suspicious activity though, which she scribbled down in a notebook. She brushed one hand against the sai (chinese sword thing) strapped around her waist. It was a good thing to carry around. (should she take the kid?)

[Flygon trainer]

OOC: I'm thinking a yes, as i can't move until my charecter warms up. I've been trying to think for a while of a way to get into this RP...

[BrokenWing]

(Nat could take them home..)

[Flygon trainer]

OOC: well, if you want to you can. if not...

[BrokenWing]

(it's no problem...up to you

[Flygon trainer]

OOC: actually, it's entierly your choice. My charecter can not move. Severe Hypothermia. nasty condition, trust me on this.

[BrokenWing]

( XD I live in New Mexico..soo...) NAtalie scooped up the child and headed for her car. Placing thr kid in the back, she drove to her home and payed the babysitter. It was early and little Sage was still sleeping peacefully ontop of Strawberry Shortcake bedsheets. Nat laid the girl (?) by the fireplace, getting a fire started.

[Flygon trainer]

OOC: *smaks forehead* should have thought about that... I'm from alaska, so I know what hypothermia feels like...

IC: I was mostly unconcous, though I could feel the warmth from the fire start to send heated blood to the core areas of my body. My condidition steadily improved, though it'd be a little while before I woke up totally.

[BrokenWing]

Sage popped awake from the sound of the crackling fire and went to investigate, plopping her comforter on the stranger. Then, the girl sat on the floor and watched the new arrival.

[Flygon trainer]

Finally, I returned to a considerably mormal tempature and woke up, though my mind was clouded. "where.. where am I?" i asked, trying to get through the haze over my mind.

[BrokenWing]

"Hello there!" The six-year old said brightly, brushing a lock of strawberry-blonde hair out of her soft green eyes. "My name's Sage. What's yours?"

[Flygon trainer]

"I'm Eclipse" I said, as I too, had a weakness for young children. I only went after adults while on the hunt...

[BrokenWing]

"My mommy musta brought you home.." As she said that, Natalie walked from the kitchen to the livingroom and watched from the entryway. "Morning" She said to both. "Want anything?"

[Flygon trainer]

"ummm... no, I'm fine" I said, deciding to keep this human hidden on the fact I was a vampire...

[BrokenWing]

(ack..bedtime. Night person!)

[Flygon trainer]

OOC: okay, see you tomarrow.

[ThEoNeAnDoNlY555]

what are you talking about? I thought about what the boy had said.

Haven't you been listening ?Think

I thought again. What was he talking about? Wait i thik I know I thought again.

Think hard He seemed to think it was fun hearing me think and suffer.

Oh you nit wit Do i have to spel it out for you? His mood had seemed to change. He then sighed. When i bit you i gave you mind powers. The same ones i have. You can read vampire's minds and even speak to them mentaly. These powers I have had all my life and i am just now realizing the extent of them He then stopped talking. He must have broke the mind conection.

He's strange I though to myself. I then walked out of my dooryard and off toward a nearby farm where i hoped to get a drink from a stray pig or cow.

[Vampira]

"Most people don't" I replied, laughing and pushing my hair back one-handed, then letting it drop again. I started tapping out a basic drum rhythm on the table, unsure of anything else to say right now.


I stood back up and glanced out the window. Seeing how beautiful the trashy London Streets had become from the recent snow. I then looked over at Robbie, who was still sitting at the table. I smiled evilly as I said, "Would you be completely opposed to getting right sloshed this lovely morning?...I know a smashing local not far from here. Serves a nice breakfast, and good bitter too."

<OOC>Sloshed is british slang for drunk, just in case you don't know :).<OOC>

[ThEoNeAnDoNlY555]

When I reached the farm i was happy to see there was a loner cow in the far field. I flew up to the far field to get it (If I could fly in this **** human form) When ir reached the field i noticed there were two cows. It din't bother me though. I snuk up next to one knowing it wouldn't trust me and sunk my teeth into its neck i started srinking the blor and was glad when the thing didn't struggle too much. When i had drank my fill i walked off into the woods to savor the taste of the blood and probly get drunk off the bottle of hard rum i had taken from the house and put in my cloak.

[BrokenWing]

Nat sighed, and made her daughter some breakfast before trying to get the girl off to school...so she could find Ramona and follow her. Natalie panicked, feeling for her locket and realizing it was gone. ****! This locket had her name engraved in it.

[BrokenWing]

(Hey, Vampira...I seee you)

[Vampira]

<OOC> Was I supposed to respond to your last post? Because I really can't do anything else until TAD returns.<OOC>

[BrokenWing]

(No...not really. Just wanted to bug ya. *cough*FlushingMeadows*cough)

[Vampira]

<OOC>No offense or anything, but it those type of posts might be considered spam. If you want to talk about choir class, though, you could PM me. You can't IM me at the moment though, because I'm on a different computer than my laptop.<OOC>

[BrokenWing]

(not like we can post anything useful right now, ya know. Kinda hard innit?)

[Vampira]

<OOC>Yeah, I know. I have a tendancy to get OT too, but I think the rules are stricter for an RP than for a regular thread; too much spam, and it'll get closed. Why not post at "(Yet Another) Writer's/Artist's Club". You're a writer, right? The rules are less strict there I think. That's where TAD and I talk a lot about writing stuff, sometimes OT stuff.<OOC>

[BrokenWing]

(because my writing is dark and no one else's d.a.m.n. buisness.

[BrokenWing]

(Oh..one more thing. I quit.)

[Vampira]

<OOC>I've really no idea what to say, no offense.

Um, shall we get back to the RP everyone?<OOC>

[~Ozy~]

<OOC>sorry, folks. Karate, don't expect me to be on Tuesday and Thursday evenings.<OOC>

"Sounds like an excellent idea" I replied, hauling myself up from the table and going to fetch my jacket.

[Vampira]

I followed, waiting for him to put on his jacket and pulling my own on as well, just before opening the door and leading him outside, towards the resturaunt."It's just a few blocks away." I said idly, trying to think of something more of worth to say. As we went out the door, I saw the body of the child on the ground, a reminder of last night. Strange no one's discovered her yet. I thought.

[~Ozy~]

I barely paid heed to the girl's bodyas I left, she'd lost and I'd won. No need to concern myself with anything other than that until someone found her. I stuck my hands into my pockets and watching my breath frost all the while, said "So what'do yeh do?"

[Vampira]

"I'm a writer." I said, noticing the spot I'd found the girl the previous night. It took a moment to register in my mind that it was directly in front of an orphanage, which explained the strange questions she had asked me at the time. I stopped, momentarily shocked at the huge mistake I had made: too obvious a kill. It would soon be discovered she was missing, if it hadn't been already. But then...It wasn't me who actually did kill her. I shook of the bombardment of thoughts and started walking again. I couldn't tell if Robbie had noticed my change in demeanor, but I attempted to continue the conversation none-the-less. "What 'bout you?"

[ThEoNeAnDoNlY555]

After i had gotten myself totally drunk i stumbled out of the forest. "No... I don't" I spoke to my other personality. "You sure?" "Ya man... I hate alcohol I would never get shlunk" "Whatever you say".

For about an hour i stumbled around the cow fields and talked to myself. After that i seemed to be becoming les drunk the alcohol was wearing off. I had a pounding headache. "Hmmm I think I'll go over to shlunking Shlonuts and get myself a drink." When i had finally reached my home again the alcohol had fully worn off and i had no desire to go into the city. I then hucked up some alcohol all over my front door step. "Ahhh" I felt sick. "Maybe that rum was a little too hard" I said to myself and layed down inside my home for a rest.

[~Ozy~]

"Me, I'm a drummer. Yeh ever heard of Red Streak" I asked, although I sincerely doubted it. we were pretty much Scotland only.

[Vampira]

"Can't say I have." I replied, all concerns brought on by the previous night all but forgotten as the gentle biting of the crisp, sight wind hit my face. I

[~Ozy~]

<OOC>Hrm? Your post seems to have been cut off.<OOC>

"Can't say I'm surprised" I replied evenly, continuing "Anyway, I'm their drummer. Keeps the rent paid most of the time."

[Vampira]

<OOC>Yeah, AOL. I had to send it unfinished before I got disconnected. Guess I didn't get back in time to fix it before you saw it :)<OOC>

"Interesting." I replied, as we neared the resturaunt."What kind of music do you do?"

<OOC>I had no idea how to add any british slang to that, so...yeah. Have any ideas for the name of the resturaunt?<OOC>

[~Ozy~]

<OOC>Lesee...The Green Dragon and The Dancing Duck are a couple of standbys for me.<OOC>

"Pretty much everything" I replied casually. "rock, pop, techno, metal. Whatever we feel like, really." I pulled the door open, standing to the side to let Ramona through first.

[Vampira]

I smiled at him as thanks as I walked into the Green Dragon, filled with others like ourselves, looking for a place that serves both alcohol and breakfast at the same time of the day.

<OOC>Is it even possible to have such a place?<OOC>

[~Ozy~]

<OOC>Yep! It's a place in Denver called Dream.<OOC>

I walked up to the bartender, leaning over a bit onto the bar as I asked "Got any brandy?"

[Vampira]

<OOC> I don't really know how to have my character act in a place like this. Any more ideas? :)<OOC>

[Flygon trainer]

OOC: my charecter could show up and wreak havoc, but I doubt that's possible..

[~Ozy~]

<OOC>Nah, right now I'd say this is a pretty rough place, I doubt havoc is all that unusual.<OOC>

Getting my brandy shortly and sliding the barkeep the payment, I called to Ramona "You want something?"

[Flygon trainer]

OOC: yay!!!

Ic: I snuck in behind an adult, giving the impression that I was thier teenage kid. But before long I had seperated from them and headed to a corner of the bar, waiting for a victem. It'd be a bit obvious, but to most people it'd look like I was simply kissing somebody's neck. they wouldn't know the truth until it was too late..

[Vampira]

"Sure. I'll have a bitter." I replied, sitting down on the stool next to him. As I sat, I took in the familiar scenery, more crowded today as many sought shelter from the cold weather. It had been hard to find at place to sit, even.

[~Ozy~]

The barkeep nodded and slid the drink ramona's way as I continued working slowly on my own. I asked cooly "Got any ham?"

[Vampira]

I began to sip my drink, slightly unsettled at the whole atmosphere of the place.It seemed to be getting more tightly packed by the minute, making it surprisingly yet uncomfortably warm for the time of the year. I was a tad bit thirsty for something more forbidden than bitter, but I wasn't sure that I was quite up to drawing a victim from the mass of bodies agressively pushing their way through to the bar.

[Flygon trainer]

Perfect. A drunk man, obviously not thinking straight, sat down next to me. Understanding what he was saying was impossible, showing just how far under he was. I smiled, makign it look rather suggestive, and before I even had to make another move he was right next to me, trying to kiss my neck. His breath reeked of alchohol, but I wasn't about to abandon a kill. Fast as lightning my fangs were in his neck, as I felt his warm blood going down my throat. I knew that I'd be a bit intoxicated, but not enough to cloud my judgement. Also to my advantage there were so many people here that no one would take notice.

[~Ozy~]

As my meal was handed to me, fork included I caught a whiff of a familiar scent, although in a place this crowded, I wasn't all that surprised. Surely at least someone would have had their teeth knocked loos in a fight by no. I let the smell drop from my mind and began my breakfast.

[Vampira]

As I sat, the strong smell of sweat reached my nose, and I knew there was no way I'd be able to enjoy breakfast here. I'd just wait till lunch, I decided. I wasn't all that hungry for "real" food anyway.

[~Ozy~]

I, on the other hand, was voracious. My ham had gone down in a matter of minutes and what remaind of my drink followed immediately. Standing, I looked over at Ramona and asked "Shall we go then?"

[Flygon trainer]

I had finsihed off the human, and now my attention had been diverted to a pair at the bar area. I recognised them from that fight, and now I was wary. I gradually got to my feet, and movign away from my kill, proceded to watch them for any signs of odd activity, any that might be a prelude to danger.