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[SIZE= 16px]Nicolai Rumancek[/SIZE]


The trees shook slightly at the growl that erupted from the vampires lungs. He huffed softly as he held onto the tree before noticing the rapier "Well shit" he muttered under his breath though knew even if he chose not to reveal himself he could easily be found. He dropped from the branch above the vampire, landing in front of him stood a 6'1, fair skinned individual with a somewhat muscular build, brown hair and heterochromia eyes, one blue and one hazel. He was really quite fetching. The wolfman just stared at his sword for a moment before looking at the taller man in front of him "Likewise" he said in a low tone of voice, almost threatening had he not been standing in a surprisingly calm position. "Now you gonna put that away or do you intend to impale me?" he asked, likely making a Vlad the Impaler reference.

 


Nicolai Rumancek


The trees shook slightly at the growl that erupted from the vampires lungs. He huffed softly as he held onto the tree before noticing the rapier "Well shit" he muttered under his breath though knew even if he chose not to reveal himself he could easily be found. He dropped from the branch above the vampire, landing in front of him stood a 6'1, fair skinned individual with a somewhat muscular build, brown hair and heterochromia eyes, one blue and one hazel. He was really quite fetching. The wolfman just stared at his sword for a moment before looking at the taller man in front of him "Likewise" he said in a low tone of voice, almost threatening had he not been standing in a surprisingly calm position. "Now you gonna put that away or do you intend to impale me?" he asked, likely making a Vlad the Impaler reference.


May I join with you two in the woods? :)  ))
 

Lord Briarwood
As the werewolf revealed himself to be a man, dropping lightly to the carpeted floor of leaves, the Lord sighed. "How terribly amusing you appear to think yourself, mutt." Eyes of glowering intensity sparked by aggression, kept aimed 
upon the male whom stood before him. At last, he sheathed the thin, intricate blade; hanging the inconspicuous umbrella once more over his arm.


 


It was clear, Briarwood was the epitome of a gentleman - with etiquette and the manner of which he managed to handle himself. The stance he took was of confidence, and clear precise wording had each letter sound crisp. Certainly steadfast beside some of the old world ideals. "And should I inquire as to how your current ... business, led you to follow me? You see, I appreciate being forewarned about accepting company." The way in which his jaw pulled taut, clearly marked the said annoyance on some level. Although after time, it relaxed leaving only his scrutinising expression.


 


 


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Nicolai Rumancek


[SIZE= 14px]A smirk played on the males face, not at all bothered by the comment he'd assumed to be an insult as he was pretty used to it, having been around Klaus so much. "My business is that you're in my forest, And for what reason I cannot tell" he said with a bit of arrogance to him. He could tell the bloodsucker was annoyed by his presence which only made it more enjoyable for Nicolai, as he got his kicks annoying people who he knew could easily end him. Perhaps there was some reasoning behind him constantly being so reckless however if there was Nicolai would never admit it, at least not to just anyone, and Nicolai did not trust many people. "What is your name, bloodsucker? You certainly aren't one of the common street rat vampires running amok on the city" he said as he tilted his head in suspicion.[/SIZE]


 


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Adriana was nearby close enough to hear that remark. "Common street rat vampires?" she scoffed "and what exactly is that supposed to mean?" She was standing under a tree, her right foot was playing with the branches on the floor. She was irritated in more way than one and she wanted to fight now. So this wold might be someone she attacks. He was doing a good job at making her mad. 


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Lord Briarwood


"Your forest? Oh my, I forgot to care - you see, a human can walk by unhindered. I merely thought that without issue, I could continue my daily appreciation of the wildlife. Apparently, it's a thing we're supposed to do to pass the time. I for one, find it interesting. I certainly didn't account for a stalker to flourish from the weeds," Inhaling deeply (although it really was a useless move, considering he no longer needed to), Briarwood kept that odd, disturbing curl of his lips. "I, am Lord Sylvestris Briarwood. Or Sylas - if you may. Current placeholder and trusted peer in the House of Lords, but this place - the Supernatural community is much more exciting. Human ordeals are slow meagre things. It takes an awfully long amount of time to pass any bill. Pleasures mine, pup." The vampire commented, sarcasm dripping over the last three words which had spilled into the air between them. Holding out a hand, clad in a leather glove. "I do hope you were brought up amongst manners, otherwise it might just be all for nought."


 


As soon as another voice rang out, Sylas' shoulders slumped partially. "You know, the next hobby I try and uptake might just be bloody landscaping at this point -Afternoon, madam." 


 

 

Nicolai Rumancek


He scoffed at the mans sarcasm "Appreciation. You mean draining my prey dry?" he remarked before hearing his name and raised an eyebrow "A lord eh?" he smirked, he'd never met a lord before but he had heard of them. Mostly stories from his family before they were all slaughtered. Nicolai was one of few who escaped though it haunts him to this day. He quickly shook his head to get the thoughts away before nodding "Nicolai Rumancek" he said quietly as he shook the mans hand begrudgingly before hearing a small voice, He smirked a little bit "Yes, street rats" he repeated towards the treeline. He coincidentally left out the fact his father was a famous gypsy though if anyone knew of him the name 'Rumancek' would be familiar to them.


 

 
IMG_20161023_221115.jpgLorie sat in the tree for a moment waiting. It wasn't long for Lorie  to climb down the tree to run through the forest floor on all fours as his back legs snapped into place and his tail swished up behind the male.  Lorie was of a  extinct species of Fae that was especially known for their distinct  tails. 


He ran quietly and quickly as he could stopping once more to look around sniffing the air. 


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Lorie sat in the tree for a moment waiting. It wasn't long for Lorie  to climb down the tree to run through the forest floor on all fours as his back legs snapped into place and his tail swished up behind the male.  Lorie was of a  extinct species of Fae that was especially known for their distinct  tails.


He ran quietly and quickly as he could stopping once more to look around sniffing the air.


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"Oh my, what a grouchy little girl" the Satyr giggled to himself as he watched her move out of sight. He was more amused then anything, and he was about to follow and bother her more when he smelled something else in the air. "What is this? Seems like a little bit of home! Oh my" he followed the smell quietly as he searched for the origin
 
Adriana snarled at Nicolai, she didn't like being called a street rat. "I don't really care who you are. either of you." she said now looking at the vampire. "do either of you know where Kohaku Village is?" she sighed assuming neither of these boys would be able to help her. But she had to ask, she needed to find Izumi. She walked out of the tree line showing that she was a young girl.


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Samantha continued her way through the woods, still lost, dazed and confused, before seeing a couple of men. Her hopes spiked as she made her way closer to them, nearing a tree and keeping close to it, she grabbed onto the trunk, due to the immense pain that was rippling through her hurt wing. "Hello?" She called out to them. "Can anyone hear me?" Retorical question, really. She knew that they would have probably heard her- she just didnt want to seem like a threat, or scare them off. 
 

Lord Briarwood
"My god man, do you take me for something feral? As much as I've tried to cure myself and retain what humanity I have - there are blood banks around. Blood banks influenced by some rather important figures. Fortunately, I have access to such. You really expect me, a government official and representative of my social standing would run around the bloody woods in search for a deer or two. If you haven't noticed, I am not in the mood, nor attire to hunt your 'prey'. Are we clear?" The lord snapped, looking more than taken aback by the male's forward accusation. "Well, Nicolai, we've managed to obtain an audience. A rather annoying, small female one at that." Shaking the werewolf's hand with a firm grasp and political formality, Sylas shrugged towards Adriana. "My dear girl -" He leant in, looming over the young woman. "I don't appreciate your tone. Frankly, everytime you open your mouth I'm inclined to loose the will of survival for our race."



 


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Nicolai Rumancek


He rolled his eyes as the man seemed annoyed by his accusation. He then watched his interaction with the girl and it took all he had to not laugh. He just stood there snickering while covering his mouth with an obvious grin on his face "Oh come now, Sylas, She's just a little girl" he said before chuckling quietly. He knelt in front of her and tilted his head "I have never heard of the place you speak of" he said, seeming to have forgotten himself calling her a street rat moments ago. He then saw another girl approaching and sighed "Quite the lady killer, my lord" he said the last words with sarcasm rolling off his tongue as he stood.


 

 
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Samantha didn't bother moving yet. If they had heard her, they clearly didn't show any signs. Other than one of the men looking at her,  she wasn't inclined to believe that either of them had made any note of her at all! Her mind began to race. As much as she wanted to call out again, with her wing aching and her body sore, she didn't. After all, who likes a desperate girl?
 
"Little girl?" She sounded angry "I am not a little girl" Seeing into her eyes, you would see they were foggy because she was blind. She clenched her right hand into a fist and punched him in the face. "I don't appreciate you calling me a little." as for you, she looked at the Lord "our race? becomes more powerful than you know, and yet I've never heard of you where I come from." She smirks


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Nicolai Rumancek


He was surprised yet unphased when the girl punched him, catching her wrist as it withdrew from his face "Nice try kiddo" he said in a teasing manner as he held it, noticing she was blind. He squeezed her wrist slightly as he heard the next words that came from her mouth "And where exactly do you come from?" he asked in a more serious tone. His eyes that were once blue and hazel became a more yellow color and glowed as he stared down at her


 

 

Lord Briarwood
"A little girl indeed -" He scoffed, finally having his gaze rest upon the young woman whom now hung around the path. One he'd originally meant to merely stroll down. "Oh fine, you sort out the brat."
Sylas, proceeded to move towards the female with broken wings. Intrigued, to say the least of things upon his list. "Madam? Are you quite alright - silly question I know, but you seem rather displaced. Dazed for right use of words. And - ... feathered. Are you cold, at all?" He asked, brows lifting with slight concern. It wasn't as if he showed much to people in any other circumstances apart from ones as such as this. "I've never found a stray woman in the woods, I'm sure there must be protocol to this, but apologies for the interrogation.


 

 


 


Samantha laughed, rolling her eyes. "Feathered, really? That's the best adjective your brain could conjure for a situation like this?" She looked down, and back, at her wing, which was bleeding and hurt, yet she still tried to tuck it back into her back a bit more than she already had, cringing a bit at the pain that came with it. "As for the rest of your monologue..." She mumbled. "I'm fine, and quite cold, but still fine. And, I'm quite sure there's a protocol for this somewhere, yes, but I don't think you need it." She offered him a smile. "You're dealing with this 'finding a lost girl in the woods' pretty well, might I say so myself."


 
 
Adriana pulled her wrist from his grasp, she was much stronger than she looked. "the future" she said with a smile on her face. "I can't waste my time with you I need to find Kohaku Village, she turned to face the hurt girl. "you're not a Goddess so what are you? besides hurt" she was intrigued, she wanted to help, her blood smelt different and delicious. Although she wasn't hungry nor did she feed on people she wanted to make sure she was okay. She was a sucker for helping people.


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Nicolai Rumancek


He growled warningly at the girl when she broke free before leaning against the tree and watching the interactions for awhile. Rather amused by the change in attitude the lord seemed to possess. He was intrigued by this lord, and not just because of his status or looks either. "What happened to you, fairy?" he asked bluntly from afar before making his way over, leaning over the lords shoulder as if it were nothing "You going to continue flirting with my comrade or tell us what happened?" he asked rather boldly with a devilish grin on his face. He was quite eager to see the mans reaction to both him being so close and also being referred to as a comrade


 

 

Lord Briarwood
"I'm flattered and highly perturbed. Be careful, you might make me incite some rather awful thoughts. I don't appreciate having my mind looked into, young woman." Sylas' tone had become scolding, albeit slightly mischevious as his remark upon projecting some mentally scarring images was incredibly choicely. In a sigh, Briarwood began removing his jacket, swinging it around the females shoulders - even if it did get stained. 
Nonetheless, it was something. He couldn't even feel the cold, so there was also that.


 




Some habits just hadn't been updated since the 19th century. Like the damsel in distress scenario.

Turning to look at the vampiric girl beside him, Sylas narrowed his eyes. 
Obviously in this situation, there were two types of women.


 


Alas, at the wolf hovering over his shoulder, the elder vampire continued to snarl lowly. "If you so much as rub your scent on me, I will make you swallow melted silver."


 


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Samantha shook her head, before taking off the jacket quickly, "Oh, god no!" She said with a small smile, before hanging the jacket back to him. "Please, I'm not a lost basketcase, and I may be cold, but I don't want to stain your... rather...." She tried hard to think of the word. "exorbatant jacket with blood. It would be such a pity." She smiled, before looking over at the other boy, and seemingly younger girl. "Oh, I'm not a fairy." She wasn't offended by the comment, so she simply smiled, and tried to clarify. "I'm a fallen angel." A nod, before looking at all three of them quickly. "It's... a long story. I might tell it to you sometime if I can get the words out right." She laughed at her own joke, and smiled again. 


 
 
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"Oh my, what a grouchy little girl" the Satyr giggled to himself as he watched her move out of sight. He was more amused then anything, and he was about to follow and bother her more when he smelled something else in the air. "What is this? Seems like a little bit of home! Oh my" he followed the smell quietly as he searched for the origin



Lorie started trotting off coming through some tree roots and came to a halt picking up on the satyr's scent.  He  chirped and headed for a opening underneath the tree. exhaled deeply turning around in a circle before flopping down in a nest of leaves and moss.
 

Nicolai Rumancek


He reached up and pat the lords head "You wouldn't, because then my ex-lover would likely send his hybrid boy toy after you" he said in a calm yet threatening tone, his eyes shooting to the lords face for a moment before straightening up anyway "Oh wonderful, an angel" he said sarcastically "Fucks sake what else is going to appear? Surely I've heard it all now" he muttered with a shake of his head. In a way Nicolai was just done with the supernatural world, despite being one of them. That was why he hated his father so much, his father was the one who triggered the werewolf curse in Nicolai. Or rather his existence was what lead to it being triggered, after all Nicolai did murder him.


 

 
"Fallen angel?" it made her intrigued, she knew fallen angels in the future, but she couldn't think of their names, it was still hazy. but this girl was a link, if someone she knows was fallen, maybe they knew each other. But, she didn't know their name it makes it hard to find the link. Still, it made her want to stay by this girl's side. "I can heal you if you want. I mean I can smell your hurt."


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