Fantasy When Darkness Comes.

[Pride&Perfection]

(Some of you know me , some of you not so much. PKCV2 said Lyric was haled up in a room so that's where I'll start off. BTW Sorry for my absence.

:/ )
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Lyric Grace De Caste - Werewolf

One moment the entire city museum stood before her, the next moment everything went black. Her entire consciousness taken into oblivion by an unseen blow to the back of the head. No decisive thoughts streaming through her mind, no emotions churning in her heart. All there was is darkness. Not the eerie kind where the sound of silence can be heard. But the kind where their is no noise, no movement, no physical thought, just complete and utter darkness.

Then, in the shadow of of this sub-coma, light could be seen. A tiny glimmer of hope for the woman who was once known as Lyric. The light came with an agonizing throbbing, emanating from the base of her skull. And suddenly the darkness vanished sending her mind into a rush. Everything from the last few days came rushing back. Jax, Ven, Aleks. All of them; names that she recognized. Then came a terrible smell. It was a scent that her werewolf nose was all to familiar with. One of rotting flesh. Her eyes peeled open, slowly adjusting to the light of the room.

Corpses laid around her, staring off with dead lifeless eyes. A scream caught in her throat. Eyes frozen with the horror of the bodies around her. They'd put her in a room filled with the dead! Then just like that her fear vanished, replaced with anger. Lyric bolted upright, but was only met with a terrible blast of pain. She held back a yelp while her hands reached back to feel the tender spot on her head. A massive knot had made its home beneath her hair, invisible to anyone who didn't know it was there. God...what had happened?

As soon as her mind cleared, she tried again, one hand clutching her head, the other gripping the wall. The throbbing seemed to ease off as she walked out of the room and into the hall. At one end was a back door, at the other was what seemed to be most likely a living room. She didn't feel like dealing with anyone right now, so she decided to sneak out the back. The door opened and closed with barely any sound. Lyric was outside in seconds, inhaling the scent of the suburban neighborhood.

Any normal human being would be scared out of her mind right now. Standing alone, outside, in the middle of an apocalypse. But her weapons harness was still strapped firmly around her body, carrying all of her guns and knives. All of which she could use with deadly precision.

After a moment she got to the reason she had truly come out here for. The wolf inside of her was stirring after being unconscious for who knows how long. Once a week usually did the trick, but her body sensed that the full moon was approaching. Two three days and it'd be here. The week of the moon, her transformations became increasingly frequent.

So she walked of the back porch, slipping out onto the lawn. Her bare feet sank into the untamed grass, and she smiled with the feel of solid earth beneath her. It was moments like this that she missed being a kid. Rolling down hills and picking flowers. Both of which seemed like an un-lived fantasy compared to this.

Lyric pulled off her harness and clothes, stashing the bundle in the flowerbed. Seconds later she was a wolf. 7 feet at the shoulder, 8 at the head. Body covered in multicolored fur, similar to her human hair color. The canine bunched her muscles together and then she was off, running from the people she knew, down the streets of the neighborhood...​

 

[Jason Carlile]

(OH JESUS SHE IS BACK.)


Jax was limping when Lexi caught up to him. "Don't bother. I actually got us supplies." He barely got out. He handed her the bag. He was almost there. Almost to sanctuary. Then, just then he saw a shadow. Then the blonde color he knew. Jax's heart race. His wounds became second priority. He started picking up speed. Don't go. He wanted to yell for her. But he couldn't, too wounded. Damn it. He felt his heart beat against his chest. He couldn't stand here, but he was too wounded.


Jax slowly pointed towards the field. "Lyric.." He whispered. He found the porch and looked inside. Seeing Victor and the rest of the group, he turned and looked at Ven and Aleks. His eyes full of distress. "She is awake." With that, he closed his eyes and hit the floor. Letting the pain take over and him finally being able to let his body rest. The warm numbness taking over his body. And then the unnamed feeling..takes me away. He chuckled, coughing up for blood for his terrible irony. Jax refused to die now, now seeing Lyric alive and running. He had a feeling it was her. He felt it in his gut. And he trusted his instincts.

 

[PKCV2]

Aleks raised an eyebrow at Victor's question. He hadn't seen the guy in a while...he thought he stayed at the house...why he'd risk going out for supplies or whatever else he wanted alone was definitely unbefitting of him.


Busying himself with looking over the the furniture of the room, he noticed the painful silence in the room, Victor's question still lingering in the air. Fortunately Lexi spoke up, offering to go find Jax, giving Victor a quick kiss to which Aleks quietly watched with mild interest.


Not wanting to push the issue, especially concerning the two men's past encounters, Aleks left it alone though the urge to punch him was still ever present. Using the lull in the action, he continued his survey of the room, running his finger through the dust that started to collect on some surfaces. Eventually he found himself taking Lexi's spot on the couch, feeling immediate relaxation...until


Jax popped out of nowhere looking like he lost a fight with a dozen angry cats but his eyes were full of something else.


"Lyric...she is awake."


Was all he said as he collapsed to the floor, though having enough strength to laugh to himself.


That split-second feeling of relaxation left Aleks as he stood up, a little too quickly, stumbling to the side a bit but righted himself with relative ease.


Crouching down to Jax's side he cautiously out a hand on the man's shoulder as if he was afraid of disturbing him, his voice was hushed as he spoke.


"You look...pretty bad...sure you aren't hallucinating?"


Aleks looked down at the man, loopy concern very apparent in his eyes. There were already enough people with mental problems and Jax didn't need to be one of them...as far as Aleks knew Jax was completely sane.

 

[Lexi Whittaker]

(Just got back from guardians... so amazing) 
Jax claimed of seeing the girl whom he loved, as he collapsed to the floor. She pulled him onto the couch, she looked at him as he coughed up blood sending her mind into a spiral. Her hunger ate at her as she took a step closer then one back.


"I don't know what to do." Lexi said in a panic. She knew Jax was near death, if this girl was alive she needed to come back with a solution asap.


She looked at Victor with tears in her eyes, clearly stressed. She knew his external injuries were far less than his internal ones. She had limited options to save him, she wasn't sure her or Vic could change him or if he'd even want too. She was lost deep in thought before the pit in her stomach dropped once more.


She had almost forgotten about the swarm of vampires approaching..


"There is a swarm coming, we need to do something fast."


Lexi felt helpless, everything was spiraling out of control. She walked over and slid down the wall and crossed her arms as she was trying to think but nothing was coming to mind.

 

[Pride&Perfection]

(Haha, Yeah I Am)

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Lyric Grace De Caste - Werewolf

Vampires. Maleficent creatures that sucked the life out their prey. Murdering ruthlessly for the desire of blood. Each one was a crime against nature, but...what did that make her? She pushed the thought from her head, focusing back on the massive swarm before her. They were headed straight for the house down the street. The house that her friends were haled up in. Maybe she was crazy, maybe she was brave. Either way only one thought was running through her mind. If they reached the end of the street her friends were goners.

The wolf crouched down in the shadows, studying them intently. After the fallout she hadn't spent much time battling vampires. It seemed that they still had functioning brains, as well as deadly reflexes. Surprise would be her greatest advantage. Lyric didn't think, she just did, acting on the instincts that the agency had bestowed upon her. She lunged out of the darkness, claws extended, jaws open, soaring straight towards her prey.

The moment her paws touched the ground she whirled to sink her fangs into the creature nearest to her. It squirmed in her hold, but was dead before anyone could do anything to save it. After recovering from their initial shock the others had begun on the offense. Lyric raked her claws down the front of one of the creatures. It would have lived had she not proceed to snap its head off. She was a whirl of blonde fur, striking down one after the other. Then, just as she was about to go for the last few, a searing pain erupted from her back, sending the wolf crumpling to the ground.

"You actually thought that you could defeat us?! An entire swarm of vampires? Stupid mutt. No one gets in our way."

She couldn't tell who had spoken, but right now she didn't care. Never had she been bitten by one of these creatures, but now, she'd make sure she was never bitten again. When her eyes opened all she saw was a foot before it connected with her muzzle. The strength of the impact was incredible. Then another blast of pain. They were beating her while she was down. No. There was no way she would let herself stand for this.

For a moment she lay there, motionless, not breathing, and the next moment she burst up with a new found strength. The small group that remained backed away slowly, hands held out in cowardice. The sound that came from her throat was not one she had made before. Yes it was a snarl, but this one was much more...dark. Lyric approached slowly, taking her time despite the pain that her body was in.

"N-nice puppy?"

Pathetic. That's all she thought before her teeth wrapped around their necks and pulled each of their heads from their body. It was a grotesque process that she detested, but from what she'd learned, this was usually the best way to kill anything. The rush of battle was over and her body had been all but torn apart. She limped back to the back yard, all to aware that more would be on their way. The walk back was agonizing, and it hurt worse when she had to change back. The pull and tug on her skin made a broken leg feel like nothing. After a moment she was clothed and harnessed with weapons. Blood had already begun to seep through her wound on her back. As for the the giant bruise on her face, that would be gone in a couple of hours.

She limped up the steps, wincing withe each movement. The back door opened quietly and she entered, closing it behind her. Then she walked down the hall, and into the living room where all eyes turned to her, except Jax who was passed out on the carpet, to her bruised and beaten face.

"We need to leave." There was a pause. "Now."​

 

[ChanpuruDragon]

((By the by, I'm going to be out for most of the day. So feel free to move Victor where needs be.


Also, welcome back person I haven't met yet.))

 

[Jason Carlile]

Jax was in limbo. Half of him wanted to let the pain make him lose conscious. But he was still some what there. "Help me to the truck then.." He said with labored breathing. He slowly got up, arm around his side. He didn't know why he was still up. He looked at Lyric and smiled weakly at her.


"It's good to see you." His heart was beating fast. Either from the injuries or seeing lyric. He felt embarrassed, second time she had seen him like this. He pointed towards the garage. "That is where the vehicles are. Everyone get your stuff and get in." His legs became weaker. His body giving up on him.


"And we kind of have to hurry." He chuckled, this time holding in the blood. He had to help them get out, somehow.

 

[Lexi Whittaker]

Lexi looked at the girl who, if she remembered correctly, was named Lyric. Her heightened smell could tell she was not a human, she smelt like a wolf or a dog which probably meant she was a werewolf. She wondered if she had any idea that her and Victor were vampires, it didn't matter because they were all going to figure it out eventually. Lexi contemplated going out on her own, seeming that Victor was clearly distraught about something and was in shock. Thats when she heard Jax tell everyone to get in the truck.


She moved. She threw all the food in an empty bag and threw the keys at Ven.


"You're driving."


She had one of the boys lay Jax across the backseat and she knew Lyric would sit by him, well at least she hoped. Then Alexs accompanied Ven in the passenger seat, as the car was started her and Vic jumped in the bed of the truck as she held her shotgun tightly. She was lost in thought for a moment about how although this place wasn't much but it was something like home.


She looked down at her boots and put her hands on her forehead she needed to feed relatively soon.

 

[Hell0NHighWater]

Motions.


People spoke.


Blondie left.


Jax passed out in a heap of mangled limbs and blood.


Lyric had woken up.


Her brain sorted out the chaos, slothing until the sight of Jax being hauled onto the couch sprung her mind into over drive. Everything was in a daze, as if it wasn't at all real. The Apocalypse was just some sort of fucked up nightmare and any second she would wake up in her apartment. Ali would be passed out on the couch after a long night of listening to drunken babble, her best friend, Kellin, would be complaining about how she never woke up on time, and she would be getting ready to go back to school in order to complete her medical degree. What part of vampires, werewolves, monsters...what part of it could possibly be real?


All at once, everything swirled into perspective. Her head throbbed painfully as noises of the outside world came rushing back. Blinking, Ven clenched her jaw painfully reminding herself that this was just all too real. Ali was never coming back, her mother was never coming back, and she would hunt down her father and make him pay for just leaving them. Heart hammering in her head, she swung her duffel bag carefully over her quiver setting her compact bow on the opposite shoulder to balance the weight out. Out of the corner of her eye, something shiny and metal was thrown her way causing her to reflexively snatch it in mid air. A cool set of keys pressed into her palm, making her frown momentarily at the thought of driving. Everyone was moving to the car, yet she seemed frozen just looking at the keys like they were some sort of foreign object. Everything was sinking into her mind and it wasn't exactly something she wanted to process. These keys were to the truck, meaning only that they wanted her to drive because Jax was hurt. A logical assumption if only it didn't require leaving her newly found working car with the 36 pack of bottled water inside. A tug at the bottom of her jeans switched her focus causing her chartreuse orbs to move to the whining husky beside her.


You need to move Venni.


I can't. This is where....if we....


Do you honestly think I'll go away just because you leave the place with you're last memory of me? What a load of horseshit.


Ali-


Move for fucks sake. If you die and they die here I will never forgive you.


It felt like she had been kicked in the stomach, instantly causing her to move forward. Step after step she moved towards the rest of the group, Lupin practically nipping at her heels in order to try and get her to move faster. Within reach of the vehicle, she absently watched Lupin hop into the backseat, his head just barely level with Jax's face as he layed on the leather seats. Sliding in, she put the key into ignition making the truck rumble to life. Thrusting the gear into reverse, it was almost like she was moving without continuous. Her mind process wasn't completely engaged and yet, here she was stepping on the gas as soon as she heard the last door close. The truck lurched as she peeled out, the back fender having slammed into a remaining vamp causing it to become flattened by the rear tires. She shifted again, hauling the truck forward staring ahead at the cracked partially empty road. Ven said nothing, choosing to engage in her own memories then actually engage with those around her. Her fingers curled tightly around the steering wheel giving her hands a more white look to them from the force of her grip.


They were getting the hell outta dodge.


((Sorry about my short MIA status, I had a series of injuries to attend to and welcome back Lyric!))

 

[Pride&Perfection]

Lyric Grace De Caste - Werewolf

"I swear kid if you wreck my truck I'll-" Her words were cut off as they slammed into another one of the vampires. It's body rolled under the tires of the car in a series of bumps. Her head herked forward slamming into the back of the driver's seat. "Ven!" The bruise on her face throbbed with new pain. This is just what she needed, an insane ride in a truck that belonged to her, but was being driven by someone else. She placed her hand on the sensitive spot on her face, wincing at the touch.

After a moment the ride leveled out and they drove forward silently. To her right was a dog, husky she presumed, laying in the seat. Instinctivly she reached out topet the canine, rubbing the spot behind its ear. Her lips twitched upward at the corner, a small hint of a smile. She took the moment to go through everything that seemed to had have happened. Her eyes closed and she leaned her head back against the screen.

- So she'd been in some kind of Coma.


- Two days had passed.


- Jax was injured.


- Aleks was still crazy about Ven and vise versa.


- They had a new dog.


- A vampire swarm was after them.


-And...there were two strangers sitting in the bed of her truck.

Lyric's loyalty was running low and she wasn't planning on sharing it with them, but friend or not, the others seemed to atleast trust them. That was enough...for now. Another thought hit her, and she turned to Jax. He was beaten and battered much worse than her, and bleeding out on her backseat.

"Jax, don't you dare stain my seat." Her words were gentle, despite their meaning. Lyric got up, gently moved the dog towards the window, and sat down right at his head. She wrapped her arms around his shoulder and slowly sat him up against her side, arm draped over his shoulder.

"What the heck happened to you?​

 

[Jason Carlile]

Jax winced as Lyric lifted him up. He kept awake. He gently touched Lyric's cheek. "I wasn't planning on bleeding on your seats." He chuckled, closing his eyes. He opened them and gently and slowly took off his jacket. "Someone had to keep up on supplies. No one else would." He smiled weakly.


"Vampires are stronger than I gave them credit for." He took off the necklace. He was saving it. "Plus I didn't want you to have nothing to eat. And this is for you. Matches your eyes." He smiled weakly and sighed painfully.


"Second time you see me like this." He looked at her, still had that glow. "Also the people in the back are okay. I guess." His body was able to give out, it was now or later. He touched her cheek.


"It's great to see you back." He smiled and closed his eyes. He leaned back, feeling his body go numb. He did enough, it's time to rest. He was happy, Lyric was up and they were safe. For now.

 

[ChanpuruDragon]

Everything changed so quickly, what was once a peaceful gathering in a living room turned into exodus away from a ravenous pack of vampires. Another thing that had changed was Lyric coming back from her coma of sorts. Jax had told Victor once that she was a werewolf and at the time Victor was fine with it, but at his current state he didn't know how fair they would get along. Not that Victor needed to get along with her, but it would make being with this group go a lot further in the long run. He already felt at odds with Ven for his choice of Lexi and that might spill over to Aleks; not to mention Victor and Jax weren't the best of compadres to begin with. Victor knew that they didn't need to be friends, they just needed to work together.


Victor quickly gathered his stuff as they moved to the truck. Surprisingly, they all fit inside the one truck. He looked back at what he thought would be a nice place to stay for a little while. Victor looked down to see Lexi struggling to keep her hunger in check. Victor had already started learning how to curb his hunger when she was hurt, but this was was the first time seeing someone hurt and bloody. He placed his hand on her shoulder and tried to reassure her with his body.


Victor leaned over and softly said, "Hang in there. We'll figure this out soon enough."


Victor placed his lips on Lexi's forehead before moving his focus to the rest of the group. He knocked on the roof of the truck to get someone's attention.


"So you knuckleheads have any idea where we're going now?" Victor inquired as they drove off with a few dozen vampires trying to catch up.


((Sorry to hear that, Hell. Hope you feel better.))

 

[Lexi Whittaker]

Lexi clenched her fists, she was trying to think of anything, something to get her mind off the hunger and the smell of Jax that made her want to rip his throat out. She was trying to be disciplined, which if she was going to be honest never was her strong suit. Victor tried to reassure her, but she was concerned not only about the conflict of her hunger..


What about Jax, where were they going, this new girl, the other girl she disliked...


She looked at Victor.


"What are we going to do about Jax? Or the new girl?" She said quietly..


"Jax is dying in there, the new girl is a werewolf and can kill us or the other girl can kill us if they find out.."


Lexi admired how Victor was always so calm, she could use some of that right now.

 

[Pride&Perfection]

Lyric Grace De Caste - Werewolf

Slowly the breathing of the man on her shoulder evened out as he fell asleep. His face was peaceful, something that you didn't see often these days. She set him down on the seat careful not to wake him. Jax was a nice man at heart, and she had been seeing this part of him too often for comfort. Her eyes rested upon his face, studying him while he slept. Then finally when she thought she'd looked long enough, Lyric turned her attention elsewhere. A knock came in from the roof and Lyric pushed open the back window.

"So you knuckleheads have any idea where we're going?" The man spoke.

Lyric reached back to grip the outside of the window, nimbly pulling herself through the small opening. Then when half of her body was through, she twisted so that her legs would fit through. A moment later she was standing in the bed of the truck. The wind tugged at her dirty blonde hair, throwing it into her face. She crouched down behind the cab of the truck and pulled her hair back into a quick ponytail.

"I've looked for years along the east coast. There's no one there. We could head west, see if we have any luck there."

They couldn't be the only ones in the world. What had happened to the government? Or the other countries? Surely there was some sort of emergency plan for something like this.

Lyric inhaled, expecting to smell fresh night air, but what she found was that everything had been tinged with Vampire. She gazed back at the road, but the Vampires were nearly invisible in the distance. That's when she realized it. She'd been with them the entire time. Her deep blue eyes turned to the two strangers.

"Do the others know?"

Though she was outrageously mad, one thing kept going through her head. She was a werewolf and yet she was judging two people just because of their species, when she wasn't any better. Maybe they hadn't chosen to become Vampires. Maybe it was a side effect of the fallout. She didn't know, but she was going to find out.​

 

[ChanpuruDragon]

Victor looked back to Lexi and reassured, "We'll figure it out. We just need a place to lay low for minute and we can make sure Jax is alright. Lyric on the other hand..."


Victor was interrupted by Lyric hopped from the cab into the bed with Victor and Lexi. She mentioned about moving west. Victor like the idea, it had been too long since he had seen the Pacific. A slight smile cracked on his mouth.


"West coast, that would be a dream. I haven't been home in forever, but that's going to be along ass trip. We should take a breather to get Jax up and running," Victor responded to Lyric's plan.


Suddenly, the subject changed when Lyric brought up if anyone else knew. He had hoped that she meant for something else, but ultimately he knew that she knew about them being vampires. His thoughts went straight to contigencies on what to do next. He was still learning about his strength and weaknesses. He had never faced off against a werewolf in this small of a space. Victor wondered if just talking it out would help in this situation. He tensed, ready to reach for his guns or grab Lexi and push her behind him. After a little while thinking, Victor soon realized that this wasn't the opportunity to risk lives other than his own.


Victor cleared his throat as he thought out his answer, "No, they don't. We just changed in the last day or so. I'm waiting on how to break it to them. I hope you could offer us the same courtesy that's been extended to you. I'm...We're not looking for trouble, but we won't back from it."


Victor eyed the formally comatose girl and wondering how she would react. He had learned a few things from Jax, but not enough to make the best judgement call. They were literally in a corner and he was making his plays as they popped in his head.


He reached his hand out, "Don't think we've been formally introduced. I'm Victor and this is Lexi."

 

[Lexi Whittaker]

Lexi smiled at the thought of going west after all that was where she was from. Then the smile gradually faded as she asked if the others new. She decided to let Victor do the majority of the talking, she didn't have the first clue at how to handle the situation. She wondered about what it would be like to have a girl friend ,but she would not be intimidated by this girl. Quite frankly the girl seemed pretty hypocritical in this situation, although she could appreciated the fact that she was looking out for her friends.


"Hi. Nice to meet you, glad to see another blonde." She shook her hand and looked over at Victor and gave him a brief smile.


Lexi was trying to play nice, and to get along. She knew she was not dangerous unless provoked, but she was like that as a human as well. She looked at her shotgun by her feet. She thought about jumping out the bed of the truck, going and eating then catching up and jumping back in before anyone noticed. Decisions, Decisions. 

 

[Pride&Perfection]

Lyric Grace De Caste - Werewolf

"Hi. Nice to meet you, glad to see another blonde." Lexi reached out, grabbed her hand, and shook it. Her trained eyes watched the woman carefully. Each time her eyes darted toward the shotgun, Lyric would tense slightly, preparing to whip her own gun out of her belt. Then she took into account other things; her posture, expression, small movements. All of which led her to believe that Lexi was fighting with herself on what to do. Whatever it was, she had no appeal to know.

"Yeah, same here." She took the highroad, staying on the positive side of things, but trust was still out of the question. Friend or not, they were still bloodsuckers. Feeding off the life of any living being. But if either of them came near the other three, they'd be dead before they saw what hit them.

"I'm Lyric, by the way." Her voice was ten times calmer than she felt, but that's the way she'd always been. Collected. Level headed. Easy going during high levels of stress. Any other way and she'd have died years ago. So the three of them sat in silence for a while. Lyric debated on whether or not they she should head back inside the car, but ended up deciding against it. There wasn't a way in this world she would leave them alone.​

 

[Lexi Whittaker]

Lexi looked at the girl, who she could tell was oddly similar to herself. She could still feel the judgement in her eyes with her every move.


"I'm Lexi, and I don't drink human blood. Thanks." Lexi gave the girl a fake smile as she decided what she would do next. She wasn't sure if it was actually saying the word blood, but she let her instincts when as she decided to bail for a little bit.


In an ultra-fast one fluid motion she grabbed her shotgun and jumped out the bed of the truck running for the tree line. As she made it into the thicker forested area she saw a deer, as she had done once before she attacked it. She let the warm blood quench her hunger and when she was done she sat next to the dead animal with her legs crossed enjoying the peaceful moment.

 

[Pride&Perfection]

Lyric Grace De Caste - Werewolf

An inhuman growl rose from her throat as Lexi vaulted over the side of the truck and dashed off into the woods. The sudden movement had startled Lyric enough for her to have halfway pulled the pistol out of its holster. She watched the woman disappear into the woods in a blur. They sped down the road, leaving her a great distance behind them, yet even so, she had a feeling that Lexi would catch up with ease. Moments after her departure the scent of blood flooded the air. It was a scent that she was all too familiar with; deer. The warm, teasing smell of prey urged her to shift, but she suppressed it and turned back to Victor, pistol still gripped firmly in her right hand.

"This is your one and only warning. Lay a harming hand on anyone and your out." But of course by out she actually meant dead, which was something she'd be able to achieve easily. Vampires against a Werewolf? Classic. Lyric almost smiled at the ironic play of things. She slipped the gun back into the harness before pulling the window open.

"Don't disappear on us without a notice." It was a neutral way of saying, if you leave the truck to feed then make sure I know. Her body slid through the window and then set down gently right where she'd left. The window clicked closed behind her. Ven was still driving, and Jax was still passed out. Even from the back, she could tell that Red up there was gripping the wheel way to tightly.

"Hey, kid. Why don't you let me drive a while? I know these roads pretty well, and besides were heading west." It wasn't a question, it was a statement. Lyric'd never been really good at the whole kindness thing. She climbed up into the front, and awkwardly took the steering wheel from her hands.

"Just climb into the back get some rest. Oh and by the way, I hide the Twinkies under the middle seat." She winked. It was true. They were like her favorite food beside chocolate, but if Ven didn't care for pastries that was fine too.​

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[Hell0NHighWater]

"I'd rather-"


The steering wheel was taken from her hands, making her bite her tongue to hold back the retort threatening to slip out. She'd rather not get into an altercation at this point...but at the same time. Well, it probably would have been nice to get socked across the jaw. Letting out an aggravated breath, she slipped into the back seat barely taking account of what she was saying about twinkies and such. Normally, she would have raided that hiding place like it was going out of style. But, this wasn't really something she could call a normal situation.


Not being able to drive, sent her thoughts in motion once again. Driving was a small price to pay for her sanity and now, sitting in the backseat with a vacant stare directed out the window, it was like everything was hitting home. Letting out a breath, Ven took hold of her bow deciding that she needed something for her hands to do. Staying quiet wasn't usually her strong suit, but in this case she really felt as if she had no choice. Clicking the top hook off, she started the process of stringing and restringing her bow. Her hands moving off of muscle memory more then her having to actually think about it. It was becoming painfully clear to her that she wasn't going to be able to hold anything in anymore. After all, she couldn't act like everything was perfectly fine.


If West was where the destination was going to be.


Then West it is.


It wasn't like she had anything to go back to.

 

[ChanpuruDragon]

Victor's head snapped as Lexi took off to feed. He didn't know what to about that girl always running off. He damned her for being so cavalier with her new gifts, even if it were to curb the hunger. They already had to ease into Lyric knowing that they were vampires, let alone if the people in the truck cab knew.


Victor's attention was soon drawn to Lyric's growl and turned to see her tense. Her hand was on her gun; and with everything going on, especially trying to force a truce, his hands were no where near his holsters. He listened to Lyric's threat with a grain of salt. He bit his tongue. He would normally have snapped back at Lyric for what seemed like a hypocritical threat, but he couldn't. Victor had to think of the consequences now, especially since he felt responsible for Lexi. He is the one that turned her.


As Lyric jumped into the truck; Victor sneered, "I really could say the same about you..."


It was cowardly, but the bile had built in his system. Victor was not known to back down from fights, even when it wasn't beneficial. He sat down in the bed and pushed his hair back, the driving winds throwing his shaggy hair all around. Victor just couldn't wait now to get back to his home turf.

 

[Dafizh1]

(( I just need to say... one (and this is for Lyric ) LOLOLOL nether do I and thx for the laugh, and two, should I rp on this anymore or are you all against me? I know I may be annoying but really, dissing me makes you all look like asses ( no offence just raging so sorry ahead of time ) and I liked doing this rp but you are all turning me against it ( the only ones who don't/ didn't are lyric and that other dude ( sorry man )) So please tell me ))

 

[ChanpuruDragon]

((I'll be honest with you, man. I think both Jason and me have at least tried to say something but it's really hard to RP with the posts you put up. I mean your character can be annoying as all hell and I wouldn't care, but your posts are just not enough. You make Dark completely overpowered, I can't count how many times you strip a gun from someone or just appear. And the one liners don't help the story at all. Not saying you need a 5 page essay, but definitely at least a paragraph would be nice.


So what I'm really trying to say is if you want to keep writing, I'd more than welcome you but you have to improve your storytelling.))

 

[Jason Carlile]

(Agreed. Not being an ass, but give us something to work with. Sorry, I have been in the process of moving out and stuff. I will write a reply soon.)

 

[Lexi Whittaker]

Lexi decided after her little ordeal she probably should catch back up to the truck, plus a run sounded wonderful as she had just been fully reenergized it felt like. She took off pushing to see how fast she could go, she could tell the truck was about ten miles from where she was. She was enjoying the chase even though it was just a truck, she finally got within jumping range. She ran right behind it for a couple minutes before easily jumping back in as quiet as possible. She smiled at Victor hoping he wasn't angry.


She sat down beside him, "Sorry." She said although she wasn't sure if she really was.