Vampire RP anyone?

Originally posted by Stratigo
Alexi shrugged. "Maybe, maybe not. Depends on my mood. Still, I have no need to kill you. And you are fairly strong. Killing you might draw too much attention. Attention I don't want. Plus it has been a while since I have been part of a coterie."

Cobain, smiled and quickly pulled out the two daggers. Before Alexi had time to react she flicked her wrists, and the dagers spun quickly through the air heading straight for his chest. She didn't want to wait, to see if they would hit him or not, so she lkeaped high onto a roof and crouched down in the shadows.
Then she slipped down the back side and walked into the woods, lighting a cigarette.

sun got hungry and he had dissapierd into the out side leaveing jamaka he turned of the light to let her sleep he walk doun the street to see what he can get jamaka turned her back to the door she fell into a deep deep sleep

Originally posted by DanieLs_4_Ever
*Not able to take her eyes from his, she opened her mouth slimly, her breath intake seemed to sound like a slight gasp as her look deepened.*
"Very much so.", Night said just above a whisper.
*She licked both of her long fangs and licked her lips.*

Grabbing her shoulder lightly, Christian turned her to face the bar where a few lone drunks were standing around the door. He rested his chin on her shoulder, and spoke softly in her ear. "You're best bet is to find one that is alone. Someone who looks like they've lost everything. Nobody misses them." His voice was as calm as ever.

One man fell out through the doorway, 'helped' by the bartender. The man threw his half full beer bottle at the door where it burst open in a spray of glittering amber liquid and glass. The man was poorly dressed, and looked as though he hadn't bathed in a couple of days. Christian nodded in his direction. "That one looks promising."

*Night looked at him and smiled softly as he rest his head on her shoulder. Her grin widened as she watched the short scene with the drunkened man. Running the back of her hand over his cheek she started off into the darkness that surrounded the street and watched him to see where he walked.*

Christian stepped back into the trees, and made his way quietly toward the bar. The man was leaning on the side of the building, trying to light a cigarette without much success. Christian waited to see what Night would do. For the moment, he would simply watch.

Belmont needed another shot..He was starting to lose control again and he didn't like it. He had left the girl's house knowing full and well she was being protected by another. No point in playing two-bit hero, where the hell was James? His skin felt like it was on fire, quietly grazing a tounge across his teeth he only laughed at the thought. Blood suckers were crawling just about every nook and cranny. Stepping into his privately own warehouse he waited quietly. "James! Where the hell are you, you little tech *******.." A t.v briefly blinked as a small man wearing glasses appeared on it. Sounding seemingly from no where the man spoke up. "Belmoooont, what's happening man?" Belmont hissed as he spoke up. "I need my shot it's worse this time." James blinked a few times before speaking up. "Alright, look just behind this t.v and you should see the cylinder. Open it and the syringe will be right there. Don't worry it's perfecly pure and sterile. Definitly not from human, it's all cow." Belmont answered simply by shutting the t.v off while looking behind it. Retrieving the cylinder he quietly opened it to find something else besides the syringe. Propped next to it was a sleek looking black pistol. That's why the cylinder was so large, taking a closer look he found it to be a desert eagle. Black, like that would matter those damn bloodsuckers could see in the dark. Checking the ammo he found them giving off an odd luminous blue light. "Solar.." He winced slightly holstering the weapon as he took the syringe. Resting inside it was something along the lines of a bright reddish liquid. Placing the needle at an angle from his vein he quietly pushed it in followed by the liquid. There, he would be fine now. Closing the cylinder along with keeping the syringe inside it he stared at his new weapon. "Fine.." Taking the handle of his brief case he exited the warehouse walking quietly.

*Watching to see what he would do, Night walked up to him and pulled a lighter from her pocket, lighting his cigarette, flickering her pretty eyes at him.*
"Thank you baby", The poor man said in a scratchy voice.
"There's More....", Night said.
*Walking a little ways down the alley, Night stopped so that knowone could see the action except her newly befriended vampire. The poor man stumbled up behind her and she went in for the kill, making it look as though she'd kiss his lips, she moved her head down to his neck and immediately dug her nails into his back, sinking her teeth into his frail neck, draining him lifeless until he physically was..lifeless. The alley dumpster wasnt far off and she with no effort tossed him inside, walking back out onto the streets where he was. Night had blood dripping slowly down the cracks of her lips and down onto her chin. She grinned.*

Christian stepped out of the shadows, and it seemed almost as though the darkness was manifesting a part of itself into the dim starlight. He approached her until he was only a few inches away. A pale hand reached out, and he ran his thumb over the blood dripping down her chin. He licked the blood off and grinned. "Lovely..." He tilted his head to the side for a moment. "What's your name?"

"Mmhmmm..", came a soft hum from her throat.
"I named myself 'Night' when I was younger. Original I know.", Night said in a soft voice.
"And you?", She questioned.

jamaka woak up and rubed her eyes it was still 12am she dashed in her room and looked for some thing to pertet her from vamipiers

Originally posted by DanieLs_4_Ever
"Mmhmmm..", came a soft hum from her throat.
"I named myself 'Night' when I was younger. Original I know.", Night said in a soft voice.
"And you?", She questioned.

"Your name suits you."

Bright blue eyes flashed, as they seemed to do every now and then, and one could practically see the insanity swirling just below the surface. "Christian Renaldi," he said, taking her hand and kissing it.

"How so?", Night asked with wonder.
"Very lovely.", She said when he told her his name, and her cheeks seemed to flush as he kissed her hand. She smiled.
<Bb in about 30 mins, gotta take a shower>

((alrighty.))

"You are darkness. It draws you in. I can tell." Though it might not make sense to the average person, or even the average vampire, Christian understood perfectly what he meant, and so said it with conviction.

sun push thout the 2 once agen not careing what happens his forcednock night onver

jamaka ran up to her pulling her up

jamaka:im soo sory what my brother did

she ran of ju mping on his back saying stop

"Yes it does. Very much so, as does it with any form of life such as ours.", Night said.
*She shifted her weight onto one leg and stood against the column of a building, lookinga t him*

Originally posted by DanieLs_4_Ever
"Yes it does. Very much so, as does it with any form of life such as ours.", Night said.
*She shifted her weight onto one leg and stood against the column of a building, lookinga t him*

He nodded his head a bit, long strands of black hair slipping over his left eye. "And isn't darkness a beautiful thing." He didn't wait for a reply. "If I may ask... what brings you here?" He looked at the young man and young woman running around on the street behind them, with only mild interest. "Surely it can't be for the company." A note of sarcasm could be detected in his voice, the first sign of true emotion he's shown thus far.

"Very much so. I love such beauty...", She said, pausing for a second. "Im in search of a......good time.", Night added.

Christian chuckled, moving toward the building and perching himself on some crates that were stacked against the wall. "And what constitutes your idea of a 'good time', dear?"

*Night stood there and thought for a quick moment.*
"Hmm....Blood, Sex, Darkness, Killing.......those types of things.", She said, smiling widely showing her fiercely white teeth and fangs.

"Oh my," Christian replied, smiling and revealing the tips of his fangs, "a girl after my own heart. Well, what's left of it." His British accent was beginning to show through. It did so every once in a while, when he was excited or angry, and sometimes when he forgot that he was supposed to be passing as someone else.