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Fantasy Lost Vampire girl (always open)

Shiro walked over to a wall and hit his head on it a few times. "Yeah... That was dumb of me... Anyways I saw a bar just around the corner and a dark alley way next to it. There seemed to be enough 'food' for you."


(I know that guy in the snake!)

Adriana shook her head "no no I just need to know where I can get an extra rare steak." She sighed "I've never actually killed someone until today. I'm part human so I can eat human food too, it just has to be really rare too."  She walked over to him grabbing him, "You don't have to hit yourself."
 

Her heart racing, her breath quickening, her head spinning. Everything seemed so wrong in this situation- She was terrified. Samantha kept her eyes on the floor as much as possible, because the seemingly innocent expression 'curiosity killed the cat' kept crawling into her head. She was the cat, and she needed to retain all attempts to look around. But she did see the blood- so much of it, it made her sick. 


 


"Ho-how do you know my name?" She squeaked out.


 

 
"Are you, um okay?" She stood up, her eyes were still puffy from crying. She looked around, no one ran after her so that's good. "Ill be more careful, I'm really sorry." She was a wreak, nervous, scared something would happen to her. "can I make it up to you?"



"Me? yes, I'm quite alright, I'm sure" Jackson let loose a grin as he stood up and placed the hat back onto his head, finally taking the moment to lo her over "Be careful what you offer, I could think of a million answers" he teased "But for now, all I ask is that you point me in the right direction. I seek civilization" he paused and clarified "If you've got the time.."
 

Lord Briarwood
"Nicolai, you couldn't act even if you'd signed up to Broadway. I can read you like a children's novel." Came Sylas' baritone purr, locking his arms around the wolf's waist. Eyes narrowed somewhat as he gazed down. Looming, in his alluring manner as with the jolt of his own embrace, he made sure to leave no gaps. Chest to chest, hip to hip. "I might have initiated it, but I certainly didn't see any complaints. Thank god I did something, or I would've become quite bored." His breath, although cold, fanned out over Nicolai's bare neck and shoulder. "But really Nicolai, you get jealous of Samantha at any given opportunity, combined with most factors that easily display attraction. In other words, your flirtation was limited by your emotional conscience until I gave such a signal that countered what had first off given you these hindrances in my presence." Briarwood then craned his neck and winked. "But you're never the type to make the first move." At the drop of the last syllable, he leant in - opportunity gained as this time he removed one hand, grasping the wolf's chin and drawing the male into a somewhat gentler, but all the same dominant kiss.



 

 

Her heart racing, her breath quickening, her head spinning. Everything seemed so wrong in this situation- She was terrified. Samantha kept her eyes on the floor as much as possible, because the seemingly innocent expression 'curiosity killed the cat' kept crawling into her head. She was the cat, and she needed to retain all attempts to look around. But she did see the blood- so much of it, it made her sick. 


 


"Ho-how do you know my name?" She squeaked out.


 





 



He walked almost until he stood next to her, and started rubbing her hair - however the act was not comforting - for he was actively working the blood into the hair even more, making it stick into clumps. He leaned in and whispered... "Did you really not see through my disguise? I act everyday, to everyone - but you must have guessed at the monster beneath... Even if you spent but an afternoon in my home." He took out a blade - which was made of black stone - and had carvings in some long lost ancient language engraved into the hilt. Gripping her hair with his right hand, He cut at the wing - nearly removing it completely with one slice. He drew back and made to cut once more.
 
"Me? yes, I'm quite alright, I'm sure" Jackson let loose a grin as he stood up and placed the hat back onto his head, finally taking the moment to lo her over "Be careful what you offer, I could think of a million answers" he teased "But for now, all I ask is that you point me in the right direction. I seek civilization" he paused and clarified "If you've got the time.."

Akina looked back the way she ran from, it was a town, but she couldn't go back there. She decided she'd take him to a different town, one that hopefully wasn't as cruel. "Um I know of a town this way." She points east. "I'm heading that way as well, so I don't mind."
 

Nicolai Rumancek


[SIZE= 14px]He chuckled a little bit before shrugging "It worked though didn't it" he said all smug-like before feeling Sylas' arms around him, he shivered slightly at the feeling and let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. He felt ever so slightly offended by the assumption he never made the first move however that only spiked his interest in proving him wrong though that was cut short when he felt Sylas' lips against his once again, he smirked a little bit before placing his hands on the males shoulders and walking him back towards the bed while not breaking the kiss "Well you've just made me want to prove you wrong now" he whispered before shoving him down against the bed and crawling over top of him on all fours with a devilish grin, his eyes sparkling in the moonlight coming in through the windows[/SIZE]


 


[SIZE= 14px]@HumansArentReal[/SIZE]
 
Akina looked back the way she ran from, it was a town, but she couldn't go back there. She decided she'd take him to a different town, one that hopefully wasn't as cruel. "Um I know of a town this way." She points east. "I'm heading that way as well, so I don't mind."



Jackson let out a laugh and stuffed his hands in his pockets "Think you that I am dense?" he questioned "How eager are you to escape? willing to put me in danger so that you can get away? From whom do you flee?"
 

Samantha tried to stay quiet, despite his hand rubbing the blood into her hair, the betrayl she felt, and every other factor that could have possibly been making her heart pump so quickly or her head spin. 


 


But then the pain hit. First it was at the top of head, as he grabbed a fistful of her hair. She yelped, and began struggling as much as she could, whining and keeping her eyes closed. 


 


And as if she thought it couldn't get any worse, her wing errupted with fiery pain, and her eyes whipped open, crying hard, as she began to scream. "S-stop!" She yelled out, yelling from pain that she had never felt before. "P-please s-stop! W-why would you do this?!" 


 

 

Samantha tried to stay quiet, despite his hand rubbing the blood into her hair, the betrayl she felt, and every other factor that could have possibly been making her heart pump so quickly or her head spin. 


 


But then the pain hit. First it was at the top of head, as he grabbed a fistful of her hair. She yelped, and began struggling as much as she could, whining and keeping her eyes closed. 


 


And as if she thought it couldn't get any worse, her wing errupted with fiery pain, and her eyes whipped open, crying hard, as she began to scream. "S-stop!" She yelled out, yelling from pain that she had never felt before. "P-please s-stop! W-why would you do this?!" 


 





 






 



"Because I want to... and Because I can." He pulled her head so that she looked him in the face, before he cut once more - removing the wing completely. The seal broke, and it sent a shockwave out in all directions, easily reaching the Briarwood mansion. Most of the windows easily shattered and many of the trees were flattened.


@Xena @Finnick @HumansArentReal
 
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Jackson let out a laugh and stuffed his hands in his pockets "Think you that I am dense?" he questioned "How eager are you to escape? willing to put me in danger so that you can get away? From whom do you flee?"

"ex-excuse me?" she shook her head, "n-no it's not like that." She out her hand to her hat, she wasn't sure how to convince him. "I'm not, I'm not in danger, and you won't be either." She was shifting her feet, she couldn't go back, she couldn't stand the humiliation again. "you wanted me to take you to a town, so follow me." She started walking east like she said.
 

She looked at him for only a moment, before closing her eyes with the last of the cut, yelling again. "Y-You're a f-fucking mo-monster!" She yelped, continuing to try to get away.


 



 
 
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Lord Briarwood
The windows broke, just after he heard the screams. Quickly, and rather rudely he shoved Nicolai off his chest and rushed for his belt, threading it through his waistband quickly to pull it taut. Buckling the leather. Thrusting his feet into the available shoes, he grasped under his bed for what was the umbrella rapier, although longer in size and more equipped to dispell any supernatural intruder.



"That's my fucking window bill." He rumbled to himself, running a hand through his hair, only to sprint - without giving Nicolai a second glance. He seemed more in a hurry than registering the man whom he'd been seconds away from bedding.


Navigating the estate grounds with efficiency and intense jade orbs, which cut through the darkness with their almost catlike glow - lacking pupils, all but the pinpricks of what remained. Chest bare in the moonlight.


At last, he discovered the source of the sobs, and horrific screams, meeting that of Samantha and Doctor Wyrmwood. The real, Wyrmwood. Raising the thin blade, outwards. "DOCTOR SCOTT, It's nice to see your return, my dear fellow." Briarwood grinned, one footstep after another bringing him closer. Heavy and filled with authority. "Give her back. She's in my care. And I do believe, she disregards your promises now."


 


(THE MESSAGE KEPT DELETING ITSELF ;-;)


 

 

Nicolai Rumancek


He yelped when he was shoved off and a shard of glass flew into his shoulder while managing to slice his cheek in the process "Motherfucker" he spat under his breath, watching Sylas' panic he growled and yanked the shard out, his shoulder now gushing with blood as he stood on the bed, letting out a bloodcurdling howl as he leaped of the bed and out the window, now fully transformed and full of rage as he raced through the now toppled trees, following the screams of what he could only assume to be Samantha though why she wandered out alone was beyond him. For whatever reason though, his shoulder was not healing and was continuing to spill blood with each bound. Once the three came into view he slowed down, skidding to a halt a few yards away before he began circling them while a low, gutteral noise was erupting from his throat which sounded only vaguely of a  growl at this point and much more menacing. 


 

 

Lord Briarwood
The windows broke, just after he heard the screams. Quickly, and rather rudely he shoved Nicolai off his chest and rushed for his belt, threading it through his waistband quickly to pull it taut. Buckling the leather. Thrusting his feet into the available shoes, he grasped under his bed for what was the umbrella rapier, although longer in size and more equipped to dispell any supernatural intruder.



"That's my fucking window bill." He rumbled to himself, running a hand through his hair, only to sprint - without giving Nicolai a second glance. He seemed more in a hurry than registering the man whom he'd been seconds away from bedding.


Navigating the estate grounds with efficiency and intense jade orbs, which cut through the darkness with their almost catlike glow - lacking pupils, all but the pinpricks of what remained. Chest bare in the moonlight.


At last, he discovered the source of the sobs, and horrific screams, meeting that of Samantha and Doctor Wyrmwood. The real, Wyrmwood. Raising the thin blade, outwards. "DOCTOR SCOTT, It's nice to see your return, my dear fellow." Briarwood grinned, one footstep after another bringing him closer. Heavy and filled with authority. "Give her back. She's in my care. And I do believe, she disregards your promises now."


 


(THE MESSAGE KEPT DELETING ITSELF ;-;)


 





 



"Ah, but Briarwood - I was just about to see if there is a spine - and if so - spine fluid." He turned around, looking at the other man with a slightly manic look on his face, but his eyes were still sharp - taking in the entirety of the man. He produced from seemingly nowhere, a large needle that was almost painful to just look at. He waved it mockingly at the other.
 
(( "that's my fucking window bill"- sylas 2k16))
 
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"ex-excuse me?" she shook her head, "n-no it's not like that." She out her hand to her hat, she wasn't sure how to convince him. "I'm not, I'm not in danger, and you won't be either." She was shifting her feet, she couldn't go back, she couldn't stand the humiliation again. "you wanted me to take you to a town, so follow me." She started walking east like she said.



"I think it would be best that you tell me what is going on first, I have a feeling that you're trouble" Jackson calmly reached out and caught her by the arm
 

Lord Briarwood


"That - is my angel, Doctor Scott." The vampiric Briarwood grinned. Long canines, now fully revealed as they sharpened under observation. 


In a swift, blurred movement he leaped, bringing down the heavy, but well-made leather boot into the Doctors features. Nonetheless from the momentum of his launch, fell and rolled across the forest floor. Slightly winded by the risky move, but in those moments of life or death - all the lines became blurred. There was no such thing as acting.


 


Only reacting.


 

 
"I think it would be best that you tell me what is going on first, I have a feeling that you're trouble" Jackson calmly reached out and caught her by the arm

Akina stopped as he grabbed her arm, she looked back at him, and tried to pull her arm free. "let go of me. I'm not trouble. I just don't like being made fun of."
 

Nicolai Rumancek


His low growls could be heard circling them almost as if there were more than just himself there, in fact it sounded like there were at least half a dozen. His eyes which glowed bright yellow were the only thing visible but were quickly darting all around them which only added to the feel that there were more than one. He simply watched from the shadows and would emerge when needed, though he was concerned Sylas would do something stupid in his moment of seemed panic. "Watch yourself Sylas" he hissed from the shadows, his voice no longer that of a man but something much more inhuman


 

 
Akina stopped as he grabbed her arm, she looked back at him, and tried to pull her arm free. "let go of me. I'm not trouble. I just don't like being made fun of."



Jackson tightened his grip on her arm "then why such a hurry? Would you be troubled if we were to wait here? Is somebody after you? You intrigue me" he let go eventually
 
Jackson tightened his grip on her arm "then why such a hurry? Would you be troubled if we were to wait here? Is somebody after you? You intrigue me" he let go eventually

"no I have no problem waiting here." she still tried to pull from his grasp. "what about you? That huge bag of yours, did you steal something?" 
 

Nicolai Rumancek


His low growls could be heard circling them almost as if there were more than just himself there, in fact it sounded like there were at least half a dozen. His eyes which glowed bright yellow were the only thing visible but were quickly darting all around them which only added to the feel that there were more than one. He simply watched from the shadows and would emerge when needed, though he was concerned Sylas would do something stupid in his moment of seemed panic. "Watch yourself Sylas" he hissed from the shadows, his voice no longer that of a man but something much more inhuman


 






 







 







 



Lord Briarwood


"That - is my angel, Doctor Scott." The vampiric Briarwood grinned. Long canines, now fully revealed as they sharpened under observation. 


In a swift, blurred movement he leaped, bringing down the heavy, but well-made leather boot into the Doctors features. Nonetheless from the momentum of his launch, fell and rolled across the forest floor. Slightly winded by the risky move, but in those moments of life or death - all the lines became blurred. There was no such thing as acting.


 


Only reacting.


 






 







 







 



The Doctor stepped back, his face twisting horribly - before his eyes widened - and he looked around wildly. "No! No! NO! NOOO!" He threw the needle on the ground, and seemingly started ignoring everyone around him. He stormed over to where the sigils were still glowing lightly, and started reading them, redrawing them where needed - in order to continue his reading. Suddenly his hands stopped. Then they formed fists. His eyes widened to a point where his pupils seemed comically small. "FuuuuUUUUCCCKKK!!!!!" He started murmuring about irregular hormonal distributions, prompted by massive magical surges through unprepped magical channels - as he looked over towards where the girl was still looking horribly abused. "This was not the plan - This was supposed to be slow... there was a plan! A strategy! YOU were going to come to me!" 


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"no I have no problem waiting here." she still tried to pull from his grasp. "what about you? That huge bag of yours, did you steal something?" 



Jackson smirked and let go "you are a stubborn one, but so am I" he pointed out. "for example, you seem to have been in a desperate hurry, terrified to tears, or grief stricken" he gently swiped a finger by her cheek, picking up some of the moisture. "why must I answer any of your questions if you answer none of mine?" He held up a coin in the same hand, as if he had gotten it from her head.
 

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