Damien without anymore speach form the Ancient's he walked off and saw Vlad's door open and A servant girl leaving "What is going on in here?" Damien asked seeing Leo in Vlad's Quarter's "...Oh..." sorry Vlad and Leo..." he said embarrased he soon walked off he would tell them later
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Elestry still some-what wondering why he had corpses on his sword he walked through the mansion and announced that a meeting be held tonight.
Spade was already at the spot that she was told to wait for Damien. Vathu stood next to her. Spade wore a black tight corset, and black pants. Her hair was tied back tightly into a ponytail, and her sawed off pump shot-gun was strapped to her thigh. She waited calmly, for Damien.
][I just mut Vath next to me since he hasnt posted in a bit][
~hey Leo and Vlad I ran out of time so let's just say I told you guy's you'd be occompanying me to the meet site~
Damien Gray walked down the alley and saw Spade with Vathu..."Hey, I told you to come alone...Did that old Hack Raizel tell you to bring this...this...well...anyway, you know why we're here!" Damien smiled.
Ooc: My mistake, forgot to put in bold print last time! But to answer the above question, I think so...at least, thats what it sorta sounds like. Anywho...
The faint sound of the door to Vlad’s chamber was heard closing, the Commander leaving the two to their business. Leo peered over the frame of the door, making sure it was only her and Vlad occupying the room. She grinned devilishly, eyes aglow, fangs revealed. It would be a good day after all.
Disturbing her thoughts were two squeaks, the sound of the shower being turned off. The water stopped, a clean hand extending from a small opening in the glass. “I would hope you’d get out so I…” He drifted off, fingers not grabbing his expected towel.
Her smile broadened, Leo dangling the towel just out of arm’s length. “Hope you weren’t looking for this?” He reached for it once more, Leo immediately pulling it from his range. She did this a few more times before starting to giggle.
From the shower could be heard the sound of cracking knuckles. Vlad growled in his annoyance. “Girl-”
“Leo,” corrected Leo, holding the towel up into the light. “And I think I qualify to be a little older than a ‘girl’, don’t you think?”
“Woman, I could care less,” drawled out Vlad cruelly. “My towel, no-”
“Itsa Leo, stranger, Leo!” snapped Leo in a mock Italian accent, slightly irritated at being called everything but her name. She licked her lips, eyes sparkling. “Then again, you could-” She moved out of the way of another grab, admiring herself in the mirror. “You could scream my name as loud as you want, that doesn’t mean I’ll give back your towel. But…” She bit her lip, eyes on the healing wound in her arm. “You want it so bad, step out and get it. Not unless you have something you’re not too proud of,” mused Leo innocently.
“You’re hilarious…” said Vlad, words laced with sarcasm and poison. Poking his head out from behind the shower curtain, he reached out a hand, eyes narrowed. “Last chance, my towel…Leo.”
“My name!” shouted Leo gleefully. She moved to give Vlad back his towel, yanking it back at the last second. She waved a finger. “Naughty, naughty. Didn’t I tell you my name wouldn’t do anything?”
“Very well.”
Vlad stepped back behind the shower, leaving a very curious Leo to her thoughts. With both hands, she held the towel up to the light, frowning suddenly at the sound of metal being unwound. Glancing to Vlad’s silhouette in the curtain, she realized a certain detail was missing. But what…? She inched towards the door some, widening her eyes as she dropped the towel, narrowly avoiding a long piece of metal whipping out from the shower.
Falling to her backside, Leo closed her eyes as she massaged her heart. “Damn!” Opening both eyes after getting over the initial shock, she found the towel wasn’t on the floor. It was just managing to cover up the form of Vlad from the waist down. Both brows raised high at the hair trailing down to his ankles, ponytail piece still in hand. She looked up to him plainly. “You realize you coulda killed me with that, right?”
“Silly Leo,” He gave a smile, that soon changing into an eye roll as he made to exit the bathroom. “That was the point.” He muttered.
Scrambling up to her feet, Leo followed Vlad out the room, slamming the bathroom door. She raised a brow. “Fashion accessory that doubles as a weapon. Clever, I’ll give you that,” Leo was going to go into a more detailed talk, mainly composed of her cursing him out, stopping as she noticed the hints of a scar playing across his back. She moved to get closer, snapping back to the closer door instantly. Looking back, she gasped at a huge portion of her shirt wedged into the door. She tugged, but to no avail. “Er…long hair, care to help me out? I’m sorta stuck in…your door.”
Glancing back, Leo saw a vengeful smile play across his lips. He turned his back to her with a shrug, sliding on his underwear beneath his towel. “I could care less. One less whiny voice to deal with…” He chuckled.
Leo started to jump for him, yanked back once more. Forming a small ‘ow’ as she collided with the door, she warned. “If I have to end up tearing my shirt, we WILL have problems. Now help me.”
“We always have problems,” Vlad shrugged yet again, wrapping back his hair. “This just makes it so I won’t have to worry about you jumping out at me. Besides, it’s not like you’d tear-” A loud rip interrupted him. He turned back slowly, just in time to catch Leo pouncing in his direction.
Bringing him down to the ground, Leo scowled, anything but amused. “I spent fifty dollars, American for this bloody thing! Now tell me, whose gonna pay for it?”
“You’re asking the wrong person.” Stated Vlad flatly.
“It’s stuck in your door!” pointed out Leo.
“But I didn’t rip it! And in case you didn’t notice, I didn’t invite you in here.”
“Like it matters…” Leo scoffed, blowing her hair from her vision. “Until you agree to pay for it, I’m not moving.”
“Then you’re gonna be on top of me for a long time, cause I’m not paying for it,” said Vlad coolly, nails slowly lengthening. Leo scowled heavily, the two soldiers throwing daggers at each other from heated stares. An outside voice soon interrupted the stare down.
“Woman, what are you doing inside of this soldier’s quarters?” barked a gruff voice from outside the door. Apparently, the servant didn’t lock it back.
Whipping her head in the direction of the soldier, Leo shouted. “I’m arguing, what does it look like I’m doing?!?” On retrospect, she realized the scene probably did look odd. She was, after all, sitting on top of a barely dressed Vlad, her long shirt torn from the ribs down. Seeing the man start to answer, Leo held up her hand with a faint blush. “Don’t…answer that.”
The soldier chuckled. “Yeah, no need to. It’s obvious from this view point.”
At this, Vlad sat up, throwing Leo from on top of him. “It’s not what you think,” he pointed out to the amused man.
Leo rubbed her backside, getting to her feet. In her defense, she said. “I don’t even know his name! Why would I do…” She searched for the right words, finally sputtering. “THAT with…HIM?!”
“Promiscuous?” suggested the soldier.
“My ass I’m promiscuous,” Leo scowled at his implication, preparing to slash the soldier a few several hundred times. Jumping in his direction, she let out a loud ‘ow’ at feeling a fierce tug to her scalp. Rubbing her bruised head, she glanced back tearfully to Vlad. “Oy…what the hell?”
His fangs were bared in a maniacal smile. “Not…in…HERE!” shouted Vlad, quickly letting go of her hair.
Scratching lightly at the hand that once held her hair, she pointed a sharp nail in Vlad’s direction. “I’ll deal with you later,” She exited the room, not even flinching as the door slammed behind her.
To her amusement, the soldier had already left, not willing to risk what Leo would have done to him. Shrugging at the lost...victim, Leo ventured back to her room, changing into a pair of black denim jeans and a low cut v-curve top. She threw on her trench coat, placing a Benelli into the back portion of her coat, her sai's to the side. It would have to do if the 'friendly' meeting between Commander's turned anything but...
(sorry, I sorta typed this all up before realizing everybody else posted and since I was waaaaaaaaaaayyyy too lazy to scrap the whole thing, I sorta half assed that last paragraph inside there. But my character could already be with yours darkdeathbringer.....)
Drake went out to get some blood. He went to a nearby alley and saw an opened door and immediately walked towards it. Drake readied his fangs for anything and peeked inside and saw 4 people playing cards.
He quietly opened the door then closed it softly the 4 unfortunate humans didnt notice the horror coming their way. Drake hid in the shadows getting ready to pounce. Then in a one second he attacked. The screams of the 4 humans were trapped in the concrete warehouse. After a few minutes Drake already drunk the three other humans and was sucking the blood of the fourth and taking his time knowing he doesnt go on duty for another hour. After he was done he droped the corpse on the ground and started for the door walking slowly. When he reached the door he opened it quickly then closed it. Drake Began walking towards the side walk and from there kept walking until his watch beeped for his duties to start.
After pointing a nail at Vlad, Leo exited the room, slamming the door behind her.
Getting back to the work at hand, Vlad quickly put on his black sleeveless shirt and black leather pants. Grabbing his long coat, which seemed to have been washed recently, he walked to his case of weapons, which were placed conveniently beside his bed.
Pulling out a medium ranged sword, Vlad licked the blade hoping to get a taste of some dried blood. Sadly, he had cleaned the blade in the utmost perfection, leaving no trace of it ever being used. The shadow of his face reflected the bloodlust trying to consume his soul.
Pulling himself away from being the prey of his own berserk nature, Vlad calmed himself and sheathed the sword. He began to tie his sheathed sword around his waist.
After many preparations, Vlad finally walked out the door and found the elusive Damien. Catching up to him he observed a shadowy figure walking beside Damien. He had failed to notice that his arch nemesis, Leo, was also assigned to this mission.
“You missed me so much that you just had to follow me, didn’t you?” she added, while snickering under her breath. The silence gave weigh to an enormous amount of pressure, the meeting could turn out to be messy and that would be no laughing matter.
Originally posted by DarkDethbringer
[B] ~hey Leo and Vlad I ran out of time so let's just say I told you guy's you'd be occompanying me to the meet site~
Damien Gray walked down the alley and saw Spade with Vathu..."Hey, I told you to come alone...Did that old Hack Raizel tell you to bring this...this...well...anyway, you know why we're here!" Damien smiled. [/B]
Spade arched a brow. "Vathu stays." she hissed looking at Damien, she had already lit a cigarette and took a drag, letting the smoke seep from her nose. She could taste blood in the air, she hadnt eaten in a bit and was alittle cranky because of it.
"I dont have all night Damien," she said taking another drag of her clover.
Leo pretended to pay attention to the two Commander's, her attention wandering fast as she snuck a glance to Vlad. She was astonished he, of all soldier's, had been chosen to accompany her and Damien to the meet. We're trying to form an alliance and we can't even get along with comrades...
She almost started to laugh, stopping at the woman commander's arched brow, the steady stream of smoke escaping her nose. She didn't like smoker's much and with the exception of Commander...Spade's was it? Well, with the exception of her outfit and choice weapon, she held heavy doubts she would like her...nonetheless trust the female vampire opposite her.
But what are the odds we're not gonna double-cross them and screw the Inferi clan to further pursue our ambitions to devour the city? Leo glanced aside as the thought crossed her mind, expression serious as the grave despite the great pleasure that came with the idea. Betrayals, murders, stylish takeovers...they were all a favorite part of her life. She soon frowned at a secondary thought.
What if...what if we actually ARE planning an alliance...for real...permanently?!? She gagged loudly at the very idea, quickly turning it into a haggard cough at a stern glare thrown her way by Commander Grey, a strange face made by the others. Massaging her throat, she sighed. She was overreacting and bringing unnecessary attention to herself though personally, she'd prefer to be doing something of amusement then being on duty.
Another scowl crossed her features, one last nagging thought coming to surface. Who...who the hell...shot at me? Did the Inferi Clan really go all out and purchase arms from the humans? Or was it the Renegades? If it were, it meant that things weren't as simplistic as it seemed. A little something more was going on.
Leo turned a green eyed gaze back to the female Commander and her bodyguard, real eyes glittering pensively. Perhaps the Inferi are the least of our worries...
(ooc: okay, so maybe I DO have a little idea in my head...)
"Seeing that you have two comrades, then I guess it was a good idea, that I brought my own." she smirked. She watched as Damien lit his cigarette, and shook her head tossing hers aside as it was almost down to the filter. "What kind of meeting are we talking of?" she said rest her palm on the butt of her shot gun
Her stomach growled a bit, and her face looked more dead than, say, usual. Vath hadnt said a word, other than just standing there and observing.
She waited for Damiens resonse, as she watched him smoke his cigarette. She had forgotten how handsome he was.
Boring… thought Vlad, this is just going to be one of those meetings where nothing happens except chit chat. I knew I shouldn’t have bothered coming here with intent to kill; the only thing I may be able to kill is an annoying fly.
Hearing a shrewd noise, he looked towards the gagging chimpanzee who had been gawking at the two commanders’ cigarettes. Pathetic…he thought, laughing amusingly at his female comrade.
Just then an idea struck him. What if I…and then I…heh, yes…this will be amusing! Bending down, Vlad picked up a pebble, the size of his eye, and began to analyze it. Catching the attention of his foolish partner, he waved at her like an excited child who had received candy. The sight of joy bringing a sickness to Leo, she angrily spun her head back towards the small sentenced conversation.
Vlad found his chance, this was the perfect opportunity. He had calculated this moment earlier while he had been observing the tiny rock. He slowly molded his right hand into the shape of a flicker, placing the rock on top of his index finger he pushed it down with a mighty pressure. Moving his thumb, the finger was released, launching the pebble toward its target.
Hitting Leo above her ear, having served its purpose, the pebble fell back into the soil. Startled by the shock, she pulled out her gun and began pointing it left and right. The waving, shocking and disrupting the two commanders’ meeting, stopped after a few swings.
Looking towards Damien, Leo froze as his bloody gaze halted her every action. Turning back to face the Inferi commander, he apologized and then continued the conversation once again.
Will the boredom never end?!? Raising his arms, Vlad noticed a glare coming at him from his side. Looking towards the silent guard, Vlad inspected his eyes. Although he was keeping an eye on him, his eyes were not tense and filled with rage. Again, looking from side to side he finally realized there was only one other person.
Slowly turning his head towards the eye strained soldier, he noticed the glare had been coming from Leo. She must have realized it was me. I wonder what she’s thinking right now…actually I’d rather not.
I wonder if things will be getting more interesting now. Turning his head toward the conversation at hand and pretending to listen, he only caught the word “you” at the end.
(ooc: lol, a chimpanzee…and to think I wasn’t going to respond to this tonight…)
BOOM went Leo's shotgun, Vlad's head blowing apart like a spoiled watermelon into several different directions. She could only smile at the thought; it was the only way to describe her annoyance over him daring to hit her. Two can play this game...
Making to tie her boot laces, Leo crouched down to the ground, eyes scanning the gravel for her weapon of choice. Her eyes lit up, soon landing on a rock roughly the size of a golf ball. It was a bit big...but then again...revenge wasn't about being subtle, it was about getting payback.
Standing back to her feet, Leo briefly glanced to Vlad, mentally choosing where to aim her rock. She moved her eyes ahead to the bodyguard with the two commanders, all three drawn into the monotonous conversation. Stretching her arms airborne, she feigned a lazy yawn, Vlad turning to her in irritation at the action.
Perfect. From her right hand, she pitched the rock hard in the direction of the soldier, forming a small yes as it smacked into the center of his forehead. Bull’s-eye, pendejo! She held back a chuckle at her success, broad smile diminishing only at the feel of a second pebble grazing her chin.
Leo chanced a look at Vlad, stepping just in time out of the way of a third rock. Her eyes darted to the two Commanders’, they still deep in conversation. She casually stooped down, shoveling a handful of pebbles into her palm. Vlad did the same, eyes watching Leo’s every movement. Keep on watching, won’t get you far…
Taking hold of three pebbles, she cast them in Vlad’s direction, he avoiding all but the last one. He checked to make sure the Commander’s were distracted, then throwing an array of pebbles in her direction. She blocked off the baby rocks with her trench coat, two more little pebbles thrown from her direction.
He blocked off the two with ease, flinging three towards her head. Waving her fingers gracefully, she caught the rocks between her fingers, smiling at his expression. Dropping them to the ground, she threw the remaining rocks from her reservoir at her comrade. He dodged, a big rock visible in his left hand. He raised back his arm to throw it.
“Soldier!”
Leo snapped her head forward, instantly regretting it at the pain felt from her action. Nonetheless, her eyes remained forward, Commander Gray throwing a dangerous stare to Vlad, arm still raised and ready. Lowering his arm, he turned his gaze downward, mumbling his apologies. Gray gave them both a reprimanding stare, soon turning his attention back to Ms. Spade.
Smiling once he turned his back, Leo stuck her tongue out to Vlad, even doing so much as to pull down her eyelid. Sure, it was immature but it was safe. She soon stopped at noticing the rock was still in his hand, carefully being weighed in his decision, eyes holding the question of ‘should I or should I not?’.
Balling up her fist, she caught his eye, green eyes mischievous. She mouthed, “I dare you…” Prepared to either jump on him or throw whatever random item happened to be in her pocket if he successfully landed his rock at her...
(BTW guys I've been ill so I didn't post it - but you're at that street race comp I described earlier 😉)
Otilion was in his private quarters, a suite of wooden-panelled rooms. Seated in his greetings room (ie living room), his Faceless were arrayed before him. Nineteen in all, he was guiding them through the facts of becoming a vampire, making sure none grew too distressed and understood every change.
Well, isn’t this just great! If I don’t throw the rock I’ll be humiliated by the darn woman and my pride would never regain its full colors. But if I do throw it, surely the commander will say something, but then again, my pride will still be solid and I can live with a punishment but not without my pride.
Shaking his head, he forcefully made his arms follow the orders that he laid down. Slowly putting his arm down, Vlad regretted the action he would have to take.
Suddenly his arm began to change direction. The downward motion now made a turn upwards from his knees. As the arm went behind his back, the momentum picked up and as his enormous arm now flew down from the sky, the rock left his fingers rolling off into the distance.
Devouring everything caught under the black haze, the shadow lifted up in search for another prey. Having only one thing on mind, the shadow now ran towards the person it had perceived in its visions.
Leo, confused at how Vlad could act so heinously in front of the commander, as he was discussing a meeting, tried to find a way to escape from the grips of the flying stone.
[ooc: Sorry if it’s clunky.]
Spade shook her head, she also was bored with this. She just wanted to eat. She looked at Damien wanting to get this over with. "I will tell my ancients to meet at the underground bunker." she told him, one that was set up years ago, in case of emergencies. It was set for Ancient meetings, so it was now over decorated in gold and elegance for the Ancients pleasure.
"Of course you will do the same for your ancients, and both will be heavily guarded." she said, The only way to get to this bunker was by using an underground Train, which only went to the Bunker and back. The trains were stationed under the Ancients Mansions, and were also guarded heavily. "I'm hungry, so I can no longer stand for the chit chat." she said. "Or the sight of you." she hissed at Damien, although it was untrue.
She looked at Vathu and nodded. "So, I will relay the message then." she said with a smirk.