Vampire RP anyone?

"Damn."

"What is it?" Drakul asked.

"I feel drunk"

He laughed and set Demitrius on the couch.
"You know how lucky you are, don't you?" Drakul asked him.

"How?"

"that was a slayer," Drakul said.

"You mean Van Helsing."

~Can we change it to a slayer if you don't mind? It helps with introducing Drakul's character. Helsing can attack him a little later.~

Jezebel glanced down from the rooftop she stood upon with Edele. She saw the vampire carry the wounded one off. She turned to face the vampiress.
"Interesting night to say the least." Her voice seemed a little sarcastic. She didn't have to get along with anyone, including other vampires, but this vampire interested her. Even more so did her sire.
"Name's Jezebel." She introduced, standing three or four yards away.

"If you didn't already know," Drakul began, "slayers are mortal humans with superhuman abilities, created for the sole purpose of destroying the undead, namely us. But, there are hunters of the hunters. I am one of few that hunt slayers. Unfortunately, slayers all over the world are interconnected. When one dies, they all feel it. More will likely come here in search of their fellow slayer's killer."

Gazing out at the approaching dawn, Edele said, shortly, "Edele. Don't you think we'd better get inside?" pointing at the lightening sky.

She nodded. "I suppose u have somewhere to go."

She shrugged. "There's a place. I know the vamp who runs it. Kinda like a Night Club, except...well... in the day..."

She nods again. "Guess I'll see u around." She jumped off of the roof landing on the street bellow.

Edele strode into the Day Club, sarcastically named "Solaris" by the owner, a 700-year old vamp who definitely knew how to party...
gorging, dancing, carousing and deafening music, there was something for everyone. Edele picked up a crystal goblet and stalked over to the blood heater in the corner, filling her glass and taking a long drink. The owner, Prometheos, wrapped an arm round her waist and murmered, "Still on the pig's blood, hun?"

"Damn."

There was a knock on the door. Drakul turned to the door and opened it. Jezebel was standing in front of him.

Demitrius was asleep on the couch.

"Come in," Drakul said, allowing Jezebel to enter.

Demitrius had a nightmare.