(Haha, impatient eh seduced? Just messing with you.)
Belmont had gradually pulled himself from the oh so enthralling conversation with the threesome of vampires that had decided to 'pick' on him. Reloading his ammunition he heard a light thump along the roof tops. Only one roof jumper in this damn city. He would flick his eyes in annoyance only uttering one word. "Cobain." That rat was still scurrying here and there picking off people. Usually vampires were too chicken to constantly pick of walking blood sacks. Though, she was one of the 'fearless' ones. If attention was drawn to her she would most likely kill whoever it was. He guessed she must have been around for a few years to develop that kind of attitude. He really wasn't in the mood to do any thing at the moment. He really wanted to just go to Jame's place and lie low. Vampires couldn't touch that place due to how much security that lined it. Hell, James almost got killed, and it was his own security system. Belmont didn't really have a clue about the remaining vampires in the apartments, so why not just take the easy way out? Yeah, it was trash day so a pile of bags would be out there. Slipping on his coat and making sure his guns were holstered he quietly flicked the butt of his cigarette while picking up the pack he had tossed down. "Can't lose these.." Going off at a run he would bring his shoulder blade shattering through the window. That was one hell of a drop, good thing for trash. Connecting with the top of the pile he would be flung foreward landing on his feet. Working out a tight shoulder muscle he would let his balance come back moving down the populated street. He was 'almost' safe in this spot. Though, Cobain would most likely attack him even here. The hell ***** had torn that club apart without a sweat.
HART OPENED HER EYE SHE FELT A LITTLE BETTER SHE STILL FELT LIKE FIRE SHE QUICKLY GOT OUT OF BED SHE WAS STILL IN HER ORANGE OUT FIT SHE PUT HER LONG BALC HAIR IN A PONY TAIL THAT STICK UP THEN HUNG DOUN WID SHE LET THE PINK HIAR HANG IN HER FACE SHE QUICKLY SWIPED UP HER SORED PLACING IT IN THE HOLDER THOUWING IT ON HER SOLDER AND PLACEING A HAND GUN IN HER BACK POUCH ON HER PANTS AND WALK OUT QUICKLY DOUN THE STREET HART HERD A CLUMP CLUMP CLUMP
HART: AHH ITS DRIVING ME IN SAN!! SHE RAN ACROSS THE STREET DOGING TRAFEK THE SOUND DRIFTED OF THE NIGHT COOL AIR HIT HER FACE AND THE SMELL OF HOT GOGS FILLED THE AIR THE CARS DIDNT SEEM TO PASS HER SHE WALK A LONG THE PATH HER VAMPIER FRUIT FANGS SHOUN PRECING ON HER RED LIPS HER PINK AND BLUE EYES SHIFT TO THE SKY FIXED ON IT
Originally posted by inuyashapuppy!!
HART OPENED HER EYE SHE FELT A LITTLE BETTER SHE STILL FELT LIKE FIRE SHE QUICKLY GOT OUT OF BED SHE WAS STILL IN HER ORANGE OUT FIT SHE PUT HER LONG BALC HAIR IN A PONY TAIL THAT STICK UP THEN HUNG DOUN WID SHE LET THE PINK HIAR HANG IN HER FACE SHE QUICKLY SWIPED UP HER SORED PLACING IT IN THE HOLDER THOUWING IT ON HER SOLDER AND PLACEING A HAND GUN IN HER BACK POUCH ON HER PANTS AND WALK OUT QUICKLY DOUN THE STREET HART HERD A CLUMP CLUMP CLUMPHART: AHH ITS DRIVING ME IN SAN!! SHE RAN ACROSS THE STREET DOGING TRAFEK THE SOUND DRIFTED OF THE NIGHT COOL AIR HIT HER FACE AND THE SMELL OF HOT GOGS FILLED THE AIR THE CARS DIDNT SEEM TO PASS HER SHE WALK A LONG THE PATH HER VAMPIER FRUIT FANGS SHOUN PRECING ON HER RED LIPS HER PINK AND BLUE EYES SHIFT TO THE SKY FIXED ON IT
((I MEAN BLACK))
Cobain smiled as she could cleary see Belmont. Her eyes glimmered in the moonlight, as she crouched down and grasped the side of the building, licking her red ruby lips.
She couldn't help it, she could pick his scent over any of the others below. He smelled sweet, and satisfying. She flicked a match, and slowly brought it to the cigarette sitting in between her lips.
Her eyes narrowed to the ,man laying besides her, paralyzed. He was still breathing, but he was in complete shock, and had a shattered spine. She slowly stood and brought the mans body with her, her fist clenching his flesh.
Smoke rolled from her nostils, as her cigarette dangled. She looked at the man, his head wobbling back and forth. He was a vegan, she hated the taste of a vegan's blood... it was bland and had an after taste of sour vomit. She then launched the man hard into the crowd below, the body flying towards Belmonts back.
Belmont's frame would stiffen as the first screams reached his ears. Immediately stepping to the side and crouching the man's body would fly a few feet from it's initial mark connecting with the ground. The noise it made was almost beyond sickening as Belmont quickly turned Ingram already out. The barrel coasting along the balcony of the building he would wait to find the location of someone he already knew who. Barrel freezing he would simply shake his head. "Cobain.." Tat-tat-tat the sound of the Ingram ripping through the air towards Cobain would be heard. He knew a burst weapon would be no where accurate but that was the weapon he had drew. No point in redrawing it to find them already in your face.
Originally posted by Chaosbark
Belmont's frame would stiffen as the first screams reached his ears. Immediately stepping to the side and crouching the man's body would fly a few feet from it's initial mark connecting with the ground. The noise it made was almost beyond sickening as Belmont quickly turned Ingram already out. The barrel coasting along the balcony of the building he would wait to find the location of someone he already knew who. Barrel freezing he would simply shake his head. "Cobain.." Tat-tat-tat the sound of the Ingram ripping through the air towards Cobain would be heard. He knew a burst weapon would be no where accurate but that was the weapon he had drew. No point in redrawing it to find them already in your face.
(( when you sead your face who you mean ??)
Dracula had abandoned the sick vampire he had tried conversing with. Footsteps quiet he would be moving away from the people's eyes. Long white coat still trailing down his form he would let out a slight sigh. The line was indeed spinning off towards breeds that he had not intended so. His mood quietly sad he would continue alone absorbing the scents taking place, vampires, humans and the odd one now and then.
Dracula's ears quietly picked up the noise of a sword being drawn. He hadn't heard that noise in so very long. It almost came as aching for him as he moved quietly. The shine of the person's sword was reflected in his cold crimson orbs. He would show himself as not being a threat yet. Speaking up he took in the figure's scent. "Excuse me, I mean you no harm. You are vampiric correct?"
He would hear her response quietly interest perked somewhat. "Yes, you could call me a blood sucker if it suits you. I have yet to meet a vampire that comes about saying that he or she does not require blood. Rather interesting if I have to say." His wine optics would quietly watch the sword staring at the space where his reflection would have been if he were 'human'.
Originally posted by Chaosbark
(Yes, it's Dracula. I'll be sure to put the character to justice.)
Name-Dracul or son of the Dragon. (Also noted as Vlad Tepes.)
Sex-Male
Age-571
Species-Vampire.
Appearance-
History- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vlad_III_Dracula
Originally posted by Chaosbark
Raising a hand Dracul would hesitate just slightly. "Please, would you like company? I am sorry if I said something wrong. It is just I have not met a person such as yourself before. I have met a lot of people at that." He would quietly advance slowly coming up beside her visible now.
Soren: *he walked up beside Hart, he was wondering what was going on