Originally posted by Ordained
"Well, could I at least get your name," Preston asked. "I' assuming that you're a vampire hunter by the type of armor you and your horse are wearing. You have nothing to worry about here. That is something that we have in common," he smiled.
Marie eyed the man for a while. She got the feeling that her and him shared many thing, including the lust to annhiliate vapires. She gave his question a thought before getting up from her currently sitting position. She gave him a smile and brushed herself of. The pain from the leg returned but she decided to ignore it for time being. Few vampire hunters could be found nowdays and this was a special moment. However, even though he was a hunter it did not mean he was to be trusted.
"My name is Bishop and I am indeed a hunter. How is my horse doing? If anything has happened to it..."
She paused, breaking her sentence. The rest was for him to interpret, for she could finish the sentance in multiple different ways.
Originally posted by TigerEyes"I wouldn't recommend trusting me. If someone were to take my form, deceit would be far too easy... Interesting, it doesn't seem to notice us. Let's resume."
Hades quickly turned her head to face the figure "I try to cloak my smell...I don't like when people just drop in on me and Since I haven't been in a large city since nearly 100 into my change I don't trust many." She smiled at him" perhaps except you..."
When Thanatos felt Hades was close enough to be able to get to the vampire fast, he requested, "Take his sword," then teleported himself to Janos, gripping his wings. Thanatos said, "Unless you wish to have your useless wings destroyed, I would recommend listening to me. Be pre-aware, I do not represent the law in any way. You went on a COMPLETELY random killing spree in the middle of a very large town, attracted the cops, ran from the cops, and didn't bother to look behind you or check the scent nearby... Do you realize your foolishness?"
Originally posted by True Geek
"I wouldn't recommend trusting me. If someone were to take my form, deceit would be far too easy... Interesting, it doesn't seem to notice us. Let's resume."When Thanatos felt Hades was close enough to be able to get to the vampire fast, he requested, "Take his sword," then teleported himself to Janos, gripping his wings. Thanatos said, "Unless you wish to have your useless wings destroyed, I would recommend listening to me. Be pre-aware, I do not represent the law in any way. You went on a COMPLETELY random killing spree in the middle of a very large town, attracted the cops, ran from the cops, and didn't bother to look behind you or check the scent nearby... Do you realize your foolishness?"
Originally posted by Diamond Kisses~Finally, 😂~
Marie eyed the man for a while. She got the feeling that her and him shared many thing, including the lust to annhiliate vapires. She gave his question a thought before getting up from her currently sitting position. She gave him a smile and brushed herself of. The pain from the leg returned but she decided to ignore it for time being. Few vampire hunters could be found nowdays and this was a special moment. However, even though he was a hunter it did not mean he was to be trusted."My name is Bishop and I am indeed a hunter. How is my horse doing? If anything has happened to it..."
She paused, breaking her sentence. The rest was for him to interpret, for she could finish the sentance in multiple different ways.
"Your horse is fine. I bought and gave it some oats and it seemed to like them," Preston said. "And since you finally gave me your name, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Preston Halliwell. I've been a hunter for about 6 years and I need your help.
"The vampires are having a internal war and I did have a plan to take out as many as possible, but considering the fact that I don't know how many locations that they have, I'm at a crossroads. May I," he asked pointing at Bishop's leg, intending to check on the wound.
"No need. My leg is fine. It is a pleasure to meet you, Preston Halliwell. Unfortunatly you will not be gaining much trough my help in this matter as I have no idea where this location is. I honestly did not even know that there were conflicts between vampires. However, this is an excellent opportunity for us to strike at."
She soothed her leg tenderly before standing straight again, looking at Preston. She had no doubt that her horse was fine, for it was surprisingly intelligent for a horse and it knew how to fight back. Which she had both seen and experienced herself.
"I agree. But you need to be at full strength before you can do anything," Preston informed her. "I wouldn't want to go into battle with hordes of vampires and have one of the few hunters killed because her leg was damaged. Why don't we wait and train like hell for a few months and see what we can do after your leg is back to normal. How's that sound?"
From a mile away, yelling could be heard, as well as screams of terror and explosions. Leading the large horde was a man with short blond hair, and a black tuxedo. A red tattoo making a claw under his right eye.
"Rebellious scum! Show yourselves!" The man yelled as streaks of black ran past him, slamming in to houses and building, blood splattering the walls of the building as mortals were slaughtered.
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Ozi's head jerked towards the sound of explosions, and smirked, before picking up his sword, and running to an intercom he had in his room and flipped the switch, "If I'm not the only one who heard that yelling and explosions, then I suspect Prince L. Is on his way towards us! Everyone get ready! Now!" He said in to it, before pulling on his armor.
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A man in a trench coat sat on a building, holding a sniper rifle, and a sword on his side watched from afar. Grinning, the man chuckled, "Seems the war is about to start.." He said before picking his cellphone from his trench coat pocket, and started dialing a number. After he heard someone answer, "It's almost time.. Tell the hunters to get ready, and have them gather at the pier in exactly 28 hours." He said, and shut the phone, and just took a long drag from a cigar, and blew the smoke from his mouth, watching the explosions and vampires killing the mortals.
Strik was caught dead center of the battle as an explosion ruffled his blonde hair. He took cover behind a wall and removed a Desert Eagle pistol. Firing a few random rounds in the direction of the shooting. And here I was looking for work. He thought. What happens, I get caught in a bloody warzone. "Dammit!" He removed his other Desert Eagle. But which side have I been caught on?