Vampire RP anyone?

Jezebel watched from the side of the room. The cross burned Dimitrius's hand. She lunged at the intruder and climbed onto his back as she slashed the knife across his neck.

Van Helsing fell to his knees.

Drakul grabbed Helsing, but Van Helsing elbowed him and then threw him against the wall. He then smashed a window. Light entered the room.

Demitrius drained Van Helsing

She climbed off of his back and grabbed a crossbow from the trunk and aimed it at him. "Say goodnight ****er." She said as she pulled the trigger. The arrow flew into his forehead.

Before he could actually kill him, light hit Dimitrius.

((damn, u guys type stuff at the same time as me and it doesn't make sense when I post it lol))

"Aww!!"

((it would make sense if light hit Dimitrius and then Jezebel shoots him, so just read it that way.))

Demitrius falls to the ground

She looked from Demitrius to Drakul. "You going to help him?" She really didn't care about this vampire one way or another, she barely cared about anyone. She whiped away the blood that was smeared on her cheek and then tossed the knife to the side. She took a seat on a wooden chair and combed her fingers through her hair and put it in a pony tail.

Demitrius rolled around in pain.

She picked up a clean knife from the trunk and played with it, shifting it from one hand to the other. She held it so she could see her reflection, making sure her make up was ok.

~So I'm guessing we're using Underworld mythology, where vampires have reflections and don't need to be invited in?~

Drakul helped Dimitrius onto the couch. "More like him will be coming," Drakul said. "Slayers."

((I haven't seen Underworld, going on Anne Rice 😉 ))

She watched Drakul aid the injured vampire from the corner of her eye, not really interested, but had nothing better to do. She ran a hand through her hair and leaned back in the chair. "Let them come." She grinned. "It will be fun."

"No it won't," Drakul said, "More will come. If we survive them, even more will come, until we've been killed."

She glanced over at him, a little annoyed he ruined her fun, but now wondering about something. "What do they want from us?"

"I killed a slayer," Drakul said, "and we killed Van Helsing, who's a friend of slayers. We're a threat to them."

She still leaned back in her chair, now rocking it a little. "I still say let them come. If I can't take them, you definately can. Anyways, you can just keep moving, switching locations always buys you some time."