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Post by Chris on Sept 3, 2013 22:33:34 GMT -5
This is the new version of my All Hell Breaks Loose RPG. Back by popular demand. x)
READY. . . SET. . . GO!!!
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Post by Chris on Sept 3, 2013 22:34:06 GMT -5
Lucretia woke up without opening her eyes right away. She laid quietly in her bed, waiting until her brain began to wake up and the fog to clear from it. She was also hoping that she would have an easier time opening her eyes if she waited long enough, but no such luck. Not that that was anything new for her. Ever since she had became a vampire, it was difficult waking up at night. Waking up before the sun fully disappeared was nearly impossible. Her friend Ambrosia promised her that it got easier with age, the longer you were a vampire, the easier things became. But at the moment, Lucretia wondered if it would ever change for her. It was one of the few things about being a vampire that she didn't care for, along with that whole teleporting thing. Even if she had learned how to go form place to another on her own, she rarely did it. And even if it was someone else doing it, she still didn't like it because it made her dizzy and sick. Hence why she just walked everywhere the old fashioned way. Besides, it was still strange at times, certain things about her new life. It had been just over a year since Lucretia had became a vampire, and she had adjusted to it rather well, if she did say so herself. She had even handled it pretty good in the beginning, when everything had been new to her. Even considering that Lucretia was a rare vampire, having been turned by one of the last in the line of Elemental vampires, making her a rarity among vampires, and having the power to control the elements. It had been an accident that Lucretia had stumbled across the Anarchs, and helped them defeat the previous Savage leader, who had made the mistake of underestimating her because she had been a fledgling at the time. Because of what she'd helped them accomplish, the Anarchs had made the Baron of Los Angeles. Which meant that she ran it equally alongside the Anarch Leader, Nines. Nines, who Lucretia was currently dating, and had been for the past six months. She had met him just shortly after she had been turned, but it wasn't until six months ago that they had officially started dating. It had taken her that long to start to trust him enough to go out with him. It was nothing personal against Nines, it was just that. . . well, Lucretia had trouble trusting people. After what she'd been through in her life, she didn't just trust anyone, and still had her barriers up around even those that she did trust. Which was one of the reasons that she hadn't spent the night in Nines' loft last night. After their date had ended, she had snuck out in the early morning hours, just less than an hour before the sun had came up, and after Nines was asleep, and went upstairs to her own loft. She had trouble falling asleep if she wasn't alone, after what had happened all those years ago. She still hadn't told anyone, not even Nines about that, and she didn't intend to anytime soon. Finally forcing her limbs to move, she crawled out of bed and stumbled into the shower. After taking a long, hot shower, she slowly started to wake up, and by the time that she had dressed and stumbled downstairs, was almost her normal self. Going down the stairs, through the living room and into the attached kitchen of her loft, she went flipped on the coffee maker and got a blood packet out of the fridge. Even after a year as a vampire, she still didn't like the taste of blood, and always had to mix it in with something else. In the morning, she often mixed it with her coffee to give her an extra energy boost to get going. After she had stirred it into her drink, she took her cup and walked into the living room, flipping her computer on and checking for anything important in her email. There were a couple of emails from some of her spies, telling her about possible Savage hideouts in the city, and she made a note to check them out later. Once she'd finished her coffee/blood mix, she went back into the kitchen and rinsed the cup out, leaving it in the sink and walked back into the living room, grabbing her jacket off the back of the couch. It was nearly time to head out and open Moon-Kissed. Her club for supernatural beings, that allowed them to be themselves without having to worry about keeping their secrets hidden from human eyes. But first, she took the elevator up to the next floor, and went to Nines' loft, pausing and knocking on the door. He was probably up by now, and had already found that she'd snuck out last night. She already had an excuse in mind, in case he said anything on it, but she hoped that he didn't. Just like she hoped he never asked about her scars, because those were stories that she really didn't want to have to try to explain. Shoving her hands into the pockets of her jeans, she leaned her hip against the door frame as she waited on Nines to answer the door.
Ambrosia couldn't remember the last time that she had slept in. She was always up before the sun finished setting, and ready to go by the time it began to dip into the horizon. one of her favorite things about being an ancient vampire, was the way that she had developed a light tolerance for sun. Granted, she couldn't go out in direct sunlight, but she could handle weak sunlight, with a cloak covering her skin. That was a lot more than the majority of vampires she knew could do. It was also how Ambrosia had snuck out of the Skyline Lofts before the sun had sat, and went about doing a few errands in the city. She was always up to something, and became quite restless if she sat still for too long. Really, she was the complete and total opposite of her husband in that sense. Aelius, AKA Lucas, was a bit harder to drag out of bed in the morning. And even after the three thousand years that she had known him, the two thousand years that they had been married, Ambrosia still found interesting and fun ways to wake him up. She had already plotted one out as by the time that she jumped from the neighboring building onto the roof of Skyline Lofts and slipped through the door and into the stairway. Ambrosia and Lucas's loft was on the top floor of the building, which had been Ambrosia's idea. She liked being close to the roof, in case she wanted to go up there and relax, or slip out to take care of something without anyone seeing her. And considering that she and Lucas were the ones that had bought the building in the first place, it hadn't been a problem getting the loft. Slipping into her and Lucas's loft, she slid her cloak off and tossed it onto the back of the couch, before jogging up the stairs to their bedroom. Pushing the door open, she quietly stepped into the dark room, her eyes adjusting quickly to the darkness, and making out the lump on the bed that was her husband. Grinning to herself, she was careful not to make any noise as she moved closer to the bed. Then when she got directly beside Lucas, she suddenly leaped, and landed right on top of him. "GOOD MORNING, SUNSHINE, TIME TO GET YOUR LAZY ASS UP!" she yelled much louder than needed as she tackled him. Hey, at least this time she hadn't used her fire power on him.
Leticia chewed nervously on her bottom lip and tightened her jacket around herself as she quietly made her way down the dark, deserted street. She had only just arrived in Los Angeles a couple of nights ago, and was staying in a ran down motel on the outskirts of town. She was there following a lead she had gotten, in her search that had been going for nearly a year now. Since her aunt had told her the truth on her death bed, and made Leticia realize that what she thought was her life, had only been a story told to her to hide the truth. The dark truth that had always haunted her dreams, but that she had been led to believe was nothing more than nightmares. Now that she knew it was true, she was on the search for her long lost sister. The very next night after she had arrived in town, on the trail of her long lost sister, she had been told that her sister had disappeared a little over a year ago. She had been working as a bartender at a local bar, and simply hadn't shown up for work one night. The only people that had noticed her missing was her boss, because he was pissed she had skipped work, and her best friend and waitress,a woman by the name of Samantha MacKenzie. A woman Leticia had yet to be able to track down and talk to. Leticia refused to just give up and never find out what had became of her sister. Lucretia was her only relative left, and she refused to accept that she would never get to meet her, and that she was completely and utterly alone. She had thought that she had lost the last of her family when her aunt had gotten sick, but that had been why her aunt had told her the truth, she assumed. Her aunt just hadn't known that Lucretia had gone missing the very same night some three thousand miles away. Shaking her head and pushing the thoughts aside, she continued walking forward. She had gotten Samantha's last known address, and was on her way to see if she still lived there. Hopefully, she would be able to give her some kind of a clue, at least tell her the last time she had seen Lucretia and maybe something for Leticia to go on. Anything at all was all she wanted. She had this nagging feeling that if she just kept looking hard enough and long enough, that she would finally find her sister. Even if the trail was cold, she was too stubborn, and too desperate, to just give up without knowing what had became of her sister.
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Post by Chris on Sept 3, 2013 22:34:59 GMT -5
"Time for breakfast, Sky," Rayne called through her daughter's door. "Okay, Mommy," Sky replied. Turning on her heel, Rayne jogged down the stairs and into the living room, walking through it to the kitchen and grabbing a plate out of the cabinet, to put the pancakes for Sky on. She walked over and sat them down on the table, before going back to get a glass for the milk. Rayne wasn't sure how it had happened, but somehow her six year old daughter had only taken after her witch side, and her father's side, but somehow only had a small amount of vampire blood in her. It was so light that as of now, Sky didn't require blood to survive, and had no problem with sunlight. Although she was on a purely nocturnal schedule, like her mother and aunts. It made it easier to keep things running smoothly that way, and Sky seemed to like the night time better than anyway. Rayne supposed that it made sense, that somehow Sky had turned out with only a little vampire blood in her, considering that Rayne had been born a witch and turned later in life, and her had no vampire blood whatsoever, but still, it had been a surprise. Rayne was happy for her though, because it meant that Sky had a better chance of having a normal life if she didn't have to hide in the darkness. Hearing Sky's footsteps coming down the steps, Rayne walked over and sat the cup of milk down on the table. "All ready to go," Rayne said, turning to put the gallon of milk back in the fridge."When is Aunt Meadow coming down?" Sky asked. Rayne chuckled. "Oh, you know your aunt Meadow. We'll probably have to go drag her out of her bed. Like usual," Rayne replied. Meadow was not an early evening kind of girl. It usually required a lot of work to get Meadow up and about for the day, and she was usually pretty grouchy when she finally did get up. Then again, Rayne couldn't really remember a time when Meadow wasn't grouchy. "Do you think we'll see Damian today?" Sky asked. Rayne paused with her hand on the fridge door. Rayne had had a crush on Damian since the first time she'd seen him, but she had tried her best to keep that hidden. She knew that it wouldn't be good for either of them to become involved, and she wasn't all that sure if Damian even felt that way towards her, the same way that she did towards him. Her daughter, on the other hand, had never bothered to had that she liked Damian. The fact that Damian was so good with her daughter earned him quite a bit of points, and even some of her trust. "More than likely we will. Do you remember a night since we moved here that we haven't seen him?" Rayne asked. Sky seemed to be considering that for a moment, then shook her head. "Not that I can remember," she said. "Well see then, you have your answer. Now, hurry up and finish your breakfast. We still have to go wake Aunt Meadow up," Rayne said.
Meadow groaned and pulled her pillow over her head at the sound of her bedroom door opening. "Go away, Rayne. I want to sleep in today," Meadow muttered, her voice muffled from beneath her pillow and blankets. "Oh, come on, Sis. You promised Sky and me that you'd go shopping with us today, remember?" Rayne asked. "Yeah, you promised Aunt Meadow!" Sky said, jumping on the foot of Meadow's bed as Rayne walked over and yanked the pillow and blankets off. Meadow let out a deep, annoyed sigh and cracked one eye open to glare at her big sister. "Rayne, I have a bad headache and I don't feel good. Leave me alone," she muttered., "You know that excuse never works," Rayne replied, not fazed by her sister's crankiness. She had grown up with it, after all, there really wasn't much Meadow could do that would faze her. Meadow always had some kind of an excuse as to why she couldn't get up that morning, and Rayne had heard them all. "You're just worried that you're going to have to deal with Steven again," Rayne teased. She then ducked out of the way just in time to avoid narrowly being hit by the lamp Meadow had flung her way. "I told you not to say that man's name to me ever again," Meadow muttered through clenched teeth. Rayne chuckled and looked towards Sky. "I think Aunt Meadow has a-" Rayne started to say but she didn't get a chance to finish before Meadow suddenly lunged, jumping out of the bed and tackling Rayne to the floor. Well, that got her up, anyway.
Summer pushed open the door to the Skyline Lofts building with her back, juggling her duffel bag on one shoulder, and holding the hand of her seven year old daughter, Oceana. "Do you think Aunty Rayne and Aunty Meadow will be expecting us? Can I play with cousin Sky? Do you think she still likes board games?" Oceana asked, rambling off questions. Summer gave her a small smile. "I doubt that they'll be expecting us, but I'm sure that they'll be happy to see us. And of course you can play with your cousin. I think she loves those board games as much as you do," Summer replied. It was funny really, how reserved and withdrawn Summer was, and how open and friendly her daughter was. But then again, Oceana had always been a happy little girl, and she hadn't -thankfully- been through all of the things that Summer had been through. Summer had worked hard to make sure that her daughter had as much of a normal life as possible. Sadly, things were about to be thrown completely off course, but there wasn't anything Summer could do about it. She was, however, going to try to make it as easy as possible on her. Oceana stopped to fix her Hello Kitty backpack, which was loaded down with everything that she owned, before Summer ushered her onto the elevator and hit the button for her niece's floor. She knew her nieces well, and she knew that Rayne always had to make a nightly visit to her younger sister to get her moving. With a glance at her watch, Summer knew that Rayne would be attempting to drag her sister out of bed just about then. Sure enough, when she used her key and she and Oceana went into Meadow's loft, she could hear an odd sound coming from the bedroom, followed by Sky's voice going 'You got her up fast that time, Mommy." Pausing to sit their things down on the couch, Summer went through the living room and up the stairs to the bedroom with Oceana following close behind her. Pushing the door open, she saw Meadow and Rayne wrestling around on the floor, with Sky sitting on the foot of the bed, laughing. "Why am I not surprised?" Summer said. Rayne and Meadow both froze, looking up in surprise at the sound of the very familiar but unexpected voice. "Summer, Oceana, what are you two doing here?" Meadow asked. "You should have called and let me know you were on your way!' Rayne said. At the same time, Sky chimed in with, "Aunt Summer, Oceana!" she said happily, running over to them and hugging them. Rayne and Meadow used it as an excuse to call an end to their fight and both climbed to their feet, walking over to their aunt and Oceana. "Not that I'm not happy to see you guys," Rayne said as she pulled back from hugging Summer. "But what are you doing here?" she asked, frowning a little at the look she saw flicker across Summer's face. Summer glanced at Oceana and Sky, and looked back to the sisters. "It's a long story. I'll explain everything later, okay?" she asked. It was clear by her tone that they weren't going to get any answers right now, though. Rayne and Meadow exchanged a glance, both of them knew something wasn't right.
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Post by Chris on Sept 3, 2013 22:36:01 GMT -5
David wasn't all that sure why he kept letting his brother drag him into this. You'd think that after as many centuries as they had been around, that he would have stopped allowing himself to be dragged into helping his brother get another one of his businesses going. David'd older brother owned a large variety of night clubs, hotels, and various other business that were scattered all over the world. Whenever he found a city that he liked, he would decide to start up something there, usually so that he would have a place to crash whenever he came back, and so that he could add to his income. Having been around for as long as they had been, Stone had managed to save up more money than most people could ever dream of. While David had just enough to get by. He wasn't all that interested in businesses the way that Stone was, but he hadn't been stupid and had made a few smart investments that made him not have to worry about it now. Yet, despite the money that Stone had made over the years, you would never be able to tell it. He didn't act like it, or brag about it. And right down to the way that he would always personally see to every single, tiny detail about a new business he was starting, almost as if his entire finical future depended on it. David was pretty sure it was either some sort of OCD thing, or that Stone had nothing better to do with his eternity. Or maybe it was both. Then again, maybe he shouldn't be trying to figure out why his brother did the things that he did, when he wasn't even sure why he had allowed himself to be dragged into helping with Stone's latest club. Out of everything Stone had done over the years, David never would have suspected that Stone would decide to open a normal, human night club. It made no sense to David, when all of his other clubs and hotels catered strictly to those of the supernatural variety. Maybe he was deciding to branch out. Or maybe he'd just went so bored that he was just looking for any kind of new project to do. David continued to wonder what had caused his brother to decide to go a different route, as he jumped from one roof top to another, on his way to the building that Stone had recently bought, and was currently asking David to help fix up. Landing on the last roof top, of the building that sat directly across from his brother's, David paused for a moment to survey the ground. Mostly, he was making sure that there wasn't anyone out of place, anyone that was lurking about and up to something that they shouldn't be. Too bad he didn't notice his brother sneaking up on him.
Stone was one of the only people that could sneak up on his younger brother, and it was a feat the Stone was rather proud of. He was good at sneaking up on almost anyone, and while David was good at being able to tell someone was behind him, Stone knew his brother well enough to be able to accomplish it. Which was David suddenly found himself being tackled, knocked onto his stomach with a heavy weight landing on his back. Stone let out a low, dry chuckle as he pinned his baby brother to the ground. "That never gets old," he said. "You'd think you'd get better at seeing me coming," he added, as he climbed to his feet and yanked David up with him. David glared at his brother. "Gee, and here I came all this way to help you," David muttered sarcastically. Stone snorted. "Oh please. You just know that I would have dragged you here anyway if you didn't come willingly," Stone replied in his usual dry tone. "What do you think of the location? It isn't too busy right now, but it's a popular place for humans during the day," Stone explained. David shrugged. "I'll take your word for it. But speaking of humans, why in the hell did you decide to open a human night club?" he asked. Stone didn't answer his question though, and changed the subject. "Come on. We should get started. We've got a lot of work to do, and I want to get it open as soon as possible," Stone said. With that, he leaped over the side of the building, landing perfectly on his feet on the ground. He turned around to look behind him, frowning when he realized that David had disappeared. Tilting his head back to look up and see if David was still on the roof, he suddenly found himself being tackled from behind. "You really should have seen that coming," David said, grinning as he tackled his brother to the ground. "And you really should have seen this coming," Stone replied. In a blink of an eye, Stone had teleported out from underneath David, behind him and grabbed him into a headlock. That was the beginning of their first wrestling match of the night, as the two brothers began rolling around the empty parking lot and trying to best the other. This was nothing new for the two brothers. It was only strange if they could make it through a night without ending up in a wrestling match.
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Post by marie on Sept 9, 2013 18:58:19 GMT -5
Billie had lived within the shadows in a city over the Los Angelos community, she owned her own shop that sold ellixters and things that could be used for witch craft but the humans had always enjoyed believing that the mistress was a Witch herself, she would never deny or accept the insult/compliment. Most people had never heard of her or know her by one of her many nicknames, Minx. The nickname normally caused her to roll her eyes and walk away, she didn't sleep around with anyone or hardly at all. She could hear the footsteps echoing in her personal store while looking around and making sure that everything was settled, one of her friends watched the store during daylight hours, so she could see if the supernatural community needed her help. She had always lived underground, and knew the story behind the reason behind it and why her parents were cast out so long ago. She also knows why people consider her as a Witch or her always going to comic-cons with the fact that she is normally caring her staff. She quickly hurried to the local coffee shop and ordered a large coffee before they closed, with her staff at hand and rolling her eyes at the drunken slurs she got and the guys that tended to enjoy the whole weird girl thing. This is aroudn the time that alcoholics romed the streets, as well as the community that she enjoyed...since they weren't so ignorant. She ran a hand through her pink locks while she took a small sip out of her cup filled with coffee. She continued to walk along the streets and keeping an watchful eye out for these things called Savies.. Savages; she could never get the name correct in her head. She leaned against the wall after realizing that she had one of her co-workers would be watching after her store and now she was going to be so bored. She was probably going to have to look for the helpless victims that need help.
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Post by marie on Sept 9, 2013 19:35:59 GMT -5
Kuro never left an area without her sword, it was a small out-dated thing that she continued to packing it on her back without much a fuss. Previous night was when Kuro had made it to the current town that normal had some action with some creatures, that could be fun hunting down, or seeing what the fuss is about. She was awake hours before the sunlight had receded behind the horizon and entered the day that she was so used to coexisting in. She let a soft sigh escaped her lips and pushed herself off the small twinside bed in a dinky motel, normally it would bother people about staying in these things; however, this dark haired seemingly young woman tended to enjoy blending in the background and off the radar. She took a quick shower, and dried off and did everything that woman do to get ready for the night life. She pulled on a pair of black leggings over her purple lacey thong, and slipped on a pair of black ankle boots. She pulled out a purple v-neck dress that showed off just enough cleavage to remain sexy and still hold onto some class. She put up her sword, and walked out of the room. Before long she could be located on a tall building rooftop staring down at mostly drunks.
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Post by KrystalBlue on Sept 22, 2013 18:12:27 GMT -5
Nines had woken up right as Lucretia had slipped from his bedroom. Rolling his eyes at her 'getaway' and just sighing after she left the room. Getting up as he sensed that she made it back to her loft safely. He cracked his neck and knuckles then stood up as he surveyed his room and then himself. He wasn't wearing much since he really hated wearing anything that restrained him especially when he slept. All he had on was a pair of black boxer briefs as he ran a hand through his hair, thinking of Lucretia and how she did this every night she stayed over and the scars. He knew he would have to get her to talk sooner or later but for now he let her think he hadn't noticed them. He walked to his window and watched as some of his werewolf guards were standing over something out in the distance on top of a building. He tilted his head as he walked to his desk and grabbed his special shades and pressed a button on the side of them and spoke in his rough low voice. "Tell me there a good reason why four guards are all standing on one roof top and not patrolling?" He asked Darion who he knew was on the lead patrol tonight instead of his twin Damian or his uncle Steven. Darion's ears twitched as he heard Nines voice coming out from his watch. He looked down at it and then back at what they were looking at. Him and three other guards were standing around a carcass... a dead animal. Strange thing about it was that it wasn't a regular human animal. Darion brought his watch to his lips and rogered up to Nines. "I'm sorry to have bothered you so early Nines but two of our guards saw a shadow figure on this roof top and went to investigate it. When they got here, the figure was gone but they found something. It's not a normal human animal Nines. I called for another guard to wake up Steven, and he is up here investigating the creature." At this point Steven who was crouched down in front of the creature looked at it closely as he poked at it and then his eyes widen. "It's not dead... and I know what it is." Nines took a breath in as he heard Darion and Steven response and sighed. "I'll be there in a five minutes." Nines replied as he quickly jumped in the shower, got out, ran a comb through his hair and put on his leather vest and black loose jeans. Putting on his special black shades. He made sure everything he needed was on him as he teleported to the rooftop and looked between the the four werewolves who were standing around the creature. Nines nodded to Darion and Steven and then turned to the other two. "You two, get back to patrolling. We got it covered here. I'm sure you told Darion everything you both saw." Nines said in stern tone as both guards nodded and saluted him as they ran off to continue their patrol. Nines shook his head as he looked back to Darion and Steven. "So... What is it?" Nines asked as he tried to look closely at the creature but really couldn't because Steven was standing right in front of it. Steven looked back at Nines as he spoke. "Nines, not to insult you or anything but I don't know how familiar you are with the Forbidden Demon realm. " Nines almost lost his serious demeanor as Steven mentioned the forbidden demon realm. Clearing his throat as he closed his eyes for a second and took a deep breath in. "I know a thing or two... But enlighten me Steven and tell me how you know of that realm?" Nines asked in his stern tone that meant not to question him. Steven rolled his eyes at Nines and just smirked at him. His posture and the way his tone was told him that Nines knew more of the demon realm then he wanted to admit. "Well then... Then Im sure that you should know what a Demon Darkfox looks like? It's triple the size of a regular human fox. Horns on his jaw area and behind his ears. Can come in different colors. This one has a nice black and red coat. Seems like he is a strong one as well. The gashes on his side are pretty deep and it looks like someone tried to poison this beast. Look at his blood, it has white lily powder mixed in with black torn wood mixed into it. A lethal combo for this poor creature." Steven sighed as he snapped his fingers and made a cup of water and alcohol pads appear, as well as some bandages with magic properties appear. Because it was a demon creature, curing it was a lot of hard work. He set to work on helping the Darkfox as he noticed that Nines hasn't said a word back. His gaze was on the Darkfox, his posture was tensed and stiff. "Oh and Im part Demon if it isn't obvious Nines. Of course I'm a full sorcerer and werewolf like my twin nephews but you don't get to live as long as me without mixing in with a couple others. Darion looked between Steven helping the Darkfox and Nines. Just studying everyone as he ran his hand through his hair. "So what do you want to do with it Nines? If you allow us, Steven could keep him in that little maintenance closet next to our loft in the basement. Until its healthy again." Nines snapped his gaze to Darion as he recommended to keep the Demon Darkfox in the maintenance closet in the loft. His raised a brow at Darion as he took another deep breath, the risk of keeping the demon creature was already high. It being near Nines made him shiver and sweat a little. The familiarity of this beast left him nervous that his past may come back to haunt him. He looked to Darion and nodded, he didn't want the creature to die. That was not how Nines worked. "Just keep the others safe from it. I don't know how strong this one is. Chain it up, I don't want it to hurt anyone especially the kids. You out of everyone should be concern for your son Darion." Darion just nodded. "Tyler will be fine with seeing a Darkfox, it's not the first time he has seen a nonhuman animal and certainly not the last. I will make sure the Darkfox will not attack anyone." He looked to Steven who had already picked up the creature and held him as he looked over at Nines with a smirk. Nines gave Steven a look, the same time Steven smirked at him. "Steven, you and I need to have a talk. Tomorrow night, I would do it tonight but you need to take care of that fox and I need to see Lucretia before she gets suspicious. Other then that you two are dismissed." Nines said as he turned and teleported right in front of moon-kiss. His dark brown eyes shining as he walked into the club and looked over at Lucretia. "You know it would be nice if you actually stayed a whole day with me instead of sneaking out Lucy." Nines said as he began to help Lucretia with the remaining tables. His ran his hand trough his dark brown hair as he leaned against a table and waited on Lucretia.
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Post by KrystalBlue on Sept 22, 2013 18:14:59 GMT -5
The moon shined above him as Aelius ran through the woods, his body sweaty and tired as he worked himself harder and faster. This was how it was every night he trained. He was a warrior, a prince. He needed to stay strong and healthy, so he trained. His sandaled feet padding across the dirt as he ran as fast as he could. His eyes trained on everything and nothing as he kept going. He was to focused that he failed to notice the creatures that were hiding in the shadows. His body tensed and he groaned as he hit the floor when he felt something tackle him down. His body all exhausted as he looked around and couldn't pin point what had hit him. He searched as he finally saw six pairs of red eyes all aimed at him. He shivered as he got up quickly and began to run in the opposite direction. Whatever was attacking him was behind him quickly as he tried to speed up as much as he could. His heart beating fast, the laugher of people being heard, calling him weak, pathetic. He was going to die... Lucas literally had just opened his eyes before he heard someone yell at him to wake up. His heart was still racing as he felt a body hit him. He flinched as he groaned and looked up at Ambrosia. He sighed as he just hid his face under the pillow... "Asia..." He whined as he tried to get her to let him stay in bed but it was useless. He knew it was wake up call for him. "Tell me why I can never oversleep with you around?" Lucas asked as he rolled around and moved Ambrosia off of him as he shook his shaggy blond hair from his eyes and let his light blue eyes look over at his wife. He yawned as he stood up and stretched out. Looking over at Ambrosia again as he grinned his boyish grin at her. "You know one day you will want to oversleep and I will wake you up." Lucas said with his grin. "I'll get you Amber." Lucas winked at her as he ran into the bathroom to shower and get ready. Cleaning up as he looked at himself in the mirror when he was all dressed up in a red leather vest that showed his chest, with cut up black pants that looked more like shorts. His weapons all placed away on himself, he cautiously stepped out as he kept his grin at Ambrosia. Knowing he was probably going to be tackled again for calling her those pet names. Lucas just leaned against the wall. "So what are we doing tonight Asia? We heading to Moon-kiss or did you just wake me up early for nothing?
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Post by KrystalBlue on Sept 22, 2013 18:16:45 GMT -5
The night had just begun as trees rustled violently against the wind. The moon up high as a howl pierced right through the night. Krys kept on running up and over the trees. Her strength helping her out immensely as she powered through with everything she had. Her medium length jet white hair was covered by a black cloak as it move with her as she jumped and zipped through the trees. Her sisters near her as they also had their own cloaks to mask them, the cloaks had their own type of magic that hid their scent from anyone or anything. Krys looked around as she sensed for anything to happen. Her eyes focused as she looked for any sign of dark magic. Sicil was also a blur as she was now on the back of Marx as she had grew tired of being so ahead of everyone. Sicil just rolled her eyes at her sister as she passed Krys but then stoppe when they all saw what they were looking for. Marx placed Sicil down as they both jumped into a giant tree, the inside of it had been hallowed out as Krys caught up and jumped on top of it before nodding to both her sisters that this was it. All three of them jumped into the tree trunk and felt dizzy as they teleported and ended up in a dark room. Sicil groaned as she stood up first and dropped her hood, her long jet black hair with white highlights falling behind her as she fixed her silver coat and adjusted her eyes to the darkness. Krys was the next one to catch her bearing as she helped Marx up and focused her eyes. She also dropped her hood as her own medium length hair was jet white with black tips, running a hand through it as she examined a strand of her white hair and just sigh. "Looking at it won't turn it back to black Amelia." Sicil said as she took the strand of hair from Krys's hand and pulled a strand of her own hair. The half black, half white strand paired with the white one as they look to Marx who already had a strand of her red hair with white roots starting to show. "I know but it shouldn't be this way." Krys sighed again as she looked at Marx and Sicil. Marx handed her strand it to Sicil who place all three strands on a black cloth that she had in her pocket. Walking along the black room as Sicil found what she was looking for. The black table glowed as Sicil place the cloth on the center of the table and took her finger and bit it. Nodding at her sisters to do the same as they all smeared their blood on the cloth. Sicil nodded to Marx who stepped forward and dropped her hood, lifting her hand as the white X that marked her was present on top of it as she placed her hand over the cloth, then focused as her eyes glazed over and all she saw was light all around, her body shaking as her beast half growled at this. Her other half hurting her as she tried to stay concentrated. Krys and Sicil sensed this as they both touched Marx on her shoulders and both felt the white light. All three of their beasts fighting against the light. Krys being the first to break away and yell out in pain as she gasped and felt others behind her. She turned as she felt two pair of arms around her. She looked down at her kids, both of them looking like they were 18 but really were about 100 years old. Krys sighed in relief as she touched her kids and wipes her eyes. "Roxie, Ray you're ok. " Roxie and Ray both nod as they smile at Krys and keep hugging her. Both of them similar to Krys in looks. Roxie was pretty much a clone of Krys except for the blood red streak of hair that was natural on Roxie and the white tips. The rest of it being jet black. While Ray looked more rugged with his jet black hair and also a red streak. The only indication of white on him was the front of his hair. Both of their eyes dark green like Krys, which Krys was relieved that both of them took after her rather then their dead beat father. Sicil was the next one to be jolted off Marx as she slams against the wall and starts to pant. Looking up as she sees a man standing over her. Her eyes water as she gets up and takes the man in her arms. "Ace... My son, your back." Sicil says as Ace just nods and holds his mother. Ace was Sicil son but unlike the twins he wasn't as young. Ace looked like he was only 23 but really he was almost as old as Krys, but Krys still had him beat by 150 years. His jet black hair fell over his left eye, both of them a very light blue that stood out when someone looked right at him. Ace just smiles slightly as he kept one arm around his mom and flashed a smile showing his teeth. "Mom, it's been to long." Ace finally said with his deep voice. His eyes looking over at his cousins who were still really close to Krys. The cell that they had kept them in was rough and hard to break, only dark magic could break through, which surprised Ace that his family would resort to that. He knew why they did it and why they could as well. Ace knew of his mother's beast side, it would explain how he had his own beast side as well. He just shook his head for a moment and looked over at Marx who was still in the trance. He pointed to her for Sicil to notice. Sicil turned back and looked at Marx, her body visibly shaking from the pain this was causing her, she was about to break her free of it when Sicil saw something. Marx panted and growled as she also felt someone's presence in front of her as well. Her eyes glowing as her body was broken away from the connection with the black magic and flung forward. Her body colliding with a woman, Marx looked at the woman and blinked. It couldn't be... She was dead... Her... She was killed... But... Here she was. Marx kept blinking and looking at the woman with so much surprise. The woman just rolled her eyes and helped Marx upright as she then pulled Marx and hugged her tightly. Both of their eyes closing as Marx felt her only daughter crying against her shoulder. Marx pulled back and ran a hand through her daughters bright red hair. The white tips barely visible as she kept holding her daughter not believing she was still alive. "Danielle... How... She... And you... I really can't believe it. You are alive... I thought I lost you." Marx was still so shocked as she spoke and keep running a hand through her daughters her just to see if she was really there. "It's really me Mama, She casted a spell... To trick you... I was never dead..." Dani spoke as she smiled at her mom and just let her mom see that she was indeed alive. Dani was just as tall as Marx, at 5'8 with long bright red hair. Her eyes were also ever changing but Dani had learned a spell to keep them at their original birth color. Which was a light green, primarily because Dani hated if others knew what she was feeling and having emotion changing eyes was really not helping. Dani looked to be 21 but was really 400 years old. Not as young as Krys's kid but also not as old as Sicil's. Her smile changing into a smirk as she saw all her aunts in one room with their own offsprings. The same that she was locked up with. "Aunt A. Looks like She wants to cry and so does Aunt S." Dani pointed out as Marx just rolled her eyes and laughed. "Yeah you are definitely my daughter." Marx replied with a small smirk. "Duh Mama I don't think Aunt A. is as sarcastic as you. Though she does have an anger problem. " Dani smirked and Marx just smiled. It was so unreal how alike, her and her daughter looked. All three sisters at that point looked over at each other and noticed the room had lighten up. Their eyes all locked as Sicil and Marx both thought the same thing between their mind link, but Krys was refusing. "Amelia... No... Come on Lia... No and I told you I hated being called that Marxelia. It's the safest place we got Amelia... I don't care... Italy is just as safe. No it's not... It's over runned by them and you know it Lia." All that was being said through their mind link as Krys folded her arms and growled softly under her breath. "2 against 1 Amelia... Sorry but we just got our kids back and you know as much as I do that they will hunt for them once they figure out they are set free." Sicil reasoned as all the kids just shivered and nodded their agreement. Krys sighed and just shook her head as she muttered a fine under her breath barely loud enough for them to hear as Marx and Sicil nodded. "Perfect, now come here, Ace and Dani will you help me teleport all of us." Sicil asked which Dani and Ace nodded as they each grabbed Sicil's hand and the rest of the family grab a piece of her shirt. She took a breath as all three of them focused and Sicil teleported them all to the roof of a building. Her eyes scanning the area as she nodded and all of them put on their cloaks. Which all of them had, each a different color. They were in LA, much to Krys's dismay as they all looked around. Krys was the one who stopped and raised a brow when she saw two men fighting in a parking lot. She looked closer and tilted her head as she realized who one of the men were. "Da..." Krys barely said as Marx shoved Krys playfully. "Well look who it is Lia. It's Davey. Your boyfriend" Marx teased Krys as Krys shoved Marx which made the kids snicker. "His name is David, and we are not... Together." Krys said through gritted teeth as she just rolled her eyes at what David and this other man were doing. "Mom is that man really your boyfriend?" Roxie asked with a small smirk as Krys gave her daughter a firm glare. "Roxana..." Krys said with a firm voice. Roxie just shrug as she gave her mom a look and turned to her brother. Using her telepathic twin connection, she spoke to him. 'Want to see who this guy is?' Roxie send Ray as he just nodded and Roxie grinned. Both of them looked at their mom and then teleported to the ground as they approached the men and Ray cleared his throat. Roxie took over and smiled at them both. "So is there a reason two handsome men like yourselves are rolling around like children?" Roxie's smile turned into a smirk as she crossed her arms and gave both of them a look that Krys herself gave many times when she actually was in a good mood. Krys just groaned and gave both her sisters a look that said that they would pay for this if they ran into anyone else they recognize.
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Post by KrystalBlue on Sept 22, 2013 18:17:54 GMT -5
Darion and Steven looked at each other as they saw Nines leave the rooftop. Leaving them with the Demon Darkfox, Steven looked down at it and just made sure the bandages were place right. "I think Nines is hiding something. He does look somewhat familiar to me. Like I have met him before." Darion gave Steven a look as he just shrugged. "Whatever it is, that's between him and Lucretia. I'm sure she will wrestle it out of him. That or burn him till he talks." Darion said with a small smirk as he looked at Steven. He nodded as he just shrugged. "Well I hope he has fun with that, now let's head home. We need to talk to the witch girls and see if they have any curing spells so that they can help us cure this creature. Maybe I can get Meadow to go out with me again." Steven grinned as he snapped his fingers and made them appear at the door of their loft. Darion opened the door as he step inside and watched Steven walk over to the maintenance closet. Snapping his finger again as he muttered a spell and made the closet a small sanction for the Darkfox. He made a chain appear that made sure the Darkfox couldn't break or teleport from and place it on it as he made some steaks appear in front of it and watched the Darkfox. He saw it move his head slightly and blink at the food as Steven smile and nudge the food closer to him. Then placed a small special wrist band on it, it was a tracking device to make sure he always knew where it was at. "Don't worry we got you buddy. We will make sure you are safe." He spoke softly to the Darkfox then left the room making sure the light stayed on. Steven looked over at Darion as he shrugged at his nephew and walked in just in time to see Tyler bolt out of Damian's room. "Daddy... Daddy... Daddy... Your back!" Tyler exclaimed, the six year old so excited as he hugged his dad and looked up at Steven. "Your back to Uncle Steve. Uncle D was being boring and sleeping again, I did what you told me to do Uncle Steve. I froze his pillow." Darion raised a brow at that as he looked at Steven and just rolled his eyes at him. "You taught my son how to freeze pillows." Darion said with a firm voice as he just shook his head and walked passed Steven. Walking into Damian's room and seeing his twin brother covered under the multiple blankets. "Damian, you lazy ass get up. We need to go see the witch girls and see if they have anything that can help the Darkfox we just found." That made Damian groan as he popped his head from the blankets and looked at Darion. "I can't see Rayne today... She is going to laugh at me. I didn't mean to drop my soda on her last night... And you two found a Darkfox? How? I thought they were nearly extinct creatures?" Damian sat up as he shook his head and yawned. His hair having a couple snow flurries from his frozen pillow. Darion chuckled and just shrugged. "If you would have gone with us you would have seen how. We have it contained in the maintenance closet. And stop being a dork, Rayne probably forgot that you 'accidentally' dropped your soda all over her legs." Darion smirked as Damian groaned and covered his face. "It wasn't my fault... Steven tripped me and then I couldn't catch myself and I didn't mean to touch her leg afterward..." Damian sighed as he ran a hand through his short jet black hair. His gray eyes shined as he looked at his twin brothers similar gray eyes. His hair a little longer then his and in a more presentable manner then his own usual spiky hair. "You always do this Damian. Rayne shows up and you are mess. I'm pretty sure she likes you to bro. Just ask her out already." Darion said as Tyler and Steven walked into the room. Damian stood up and just shrugged as he walked into the bathroom and got himself ready. Both his brother and uncle were already dressed. He showered and put on his usual black khaki pants with a dark blue muscle shirt. He spiked his hair and then grabbed all his weapons and accessories as he exited his bathroom and looked over at his brother and uncle. "So there is no getting out in seeing Rayne, Sky and Meadow today is there?" Damian asked as he laced up his sneakers and stood up all ready for the night. Darion shook his head as he straightened out his gray button up shirt and his black slacks. Steven smirked as he just looked over at Damian. "You need to get over that awkward embarrassment of yours Damian and just romance the pants out of Rayne." Steven said as he shrugged his red polo out a bit and looked down at his dark gray jeans. His dark brown hair a little longer then Darions and more shaggy was growing out as he blew it out of his eyes. "So are we all ready boys? Meadow is calling me." Steven grinned as he walked over to his family. Snapped his fingers and missed the eye rolls of everyone including Tyler. They teleported inside the witch girls living room as they heard more then just Rayne, Meadow and Sky's voice. They all looked at each other as they decided to wait for the girls to finish their conversation. Well everyone except Steven. He walked over to Meadow's room and looked at Meadow. "Good evening my rose." Steven made himself heard as he smiled at everyone and noticed two others who he hadnt met yet. "Lost family?" Steven pointed at Summer and Oceana as his nephews inched their way closer to the girls. Darion was studying the new woman as he looked her up and down and smiled. She was beautiful, he thought. "Pleasure to meet two more beautiful ladies. The name is Darion, this is my son Tyler and my brother Damian is behind me. That goofball over there is Steven." Darion introduced everyone as he smiled and his smile lingered on Summer. Damian was already sweating as he saw the two new people the witch girls had in their loft. He just smiled and then looked down as he ringed his hands nervously. "Um... Hey..." His voice cracked a bit as he winces and just decided to be quiet for a moment. Sighing to himself as he called himself stupid for already embarrassing himself in just a couple minutes.
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Post by Chris on Oct 6, 2013 23:05:48 GMT -5
Ambrosia, even though she acted like she hadn't, noticed the look that had flickered across Lucas's face when she jumped on him. It wasn't just the look of someone that had been jarred awake by someone jumping on them, it was the look of someone that had been in a middle of a bad dream before they had been woke up. She'd seen that look several times over the years, so she was familiar with it. She had never asked Lucas about it, but she had suspected that it probably had something to do with when he had been turned. Or maybe it was just because that was often some of the nightmares that she would have herself. When Ambrosia had been turned, it had been. . . a very horrible experience. In fact, it had been one that she had never even told Lucas about. Nor about her life before she'd met him in general. She simply referred to those as her 'dark years' and would refuse to answer anything about them. Ambrosia had been a different person in that life, and it had been incredibly hard times that she didn't even like to remember, much less actually talk about. The fact that she hadn't even told Lucas about them spoke volumes itself, considering how close the two of them were.
Ambrosia grinned when she saw him trying to hide his face under the pillow, and tried to wiggle out from under her. He really should have learned by now that it wasn't that easy. She reached over and snatched the pillow up, tossing it over onto the floor. She slipped off him, sitting on the mattress with her legs beneath her as he asked why he could never oversleep with her around. "Because I've appointed myself your personal alarm. Because it's too much a shame to have that pretty face of yours buried under a pillow. And just because it's so much fun to wake you up," Ambrosia replied, grinning at him. After he had gotten up, he said that one day she'd be the one wanting to sleep in, and he'd be the one waking her up and getting her back. Ambrosia chuckled, picking up one of the pillows and flinging it at his head. "Only in your dreams, Aelius. I haven't slept in a day a in my life. Or my un-life," she replied, sticking her tongue out at him as he disappeared into the bathroom. It was sort of funny really, Ambrosia was one of the oldest vampires still around, yet she tended to act like a teenager around Aelius. Guess he just brought out her immature side.
While Lucas was taking a shower, Ambrosia plotted out what she would do to get him back for calling her Asia and Amber. He knew that she didn't like being called anything other than her name, so he had purposely done it to annoy her. Well, he wasn't he only one that could do that. By the time he had came out, Ambrosia already had her plan plotted out in her head. Although she was sitting calmly on the foot of the bed when he finally peeked his head out of the bathroom. To anyone else, they would think that she wasn't plotting something. To Lucas, he was bound to know she was plotting something because she was being too calm. He asked her what they were doing tonight, if they were heading to Moon-Kissed or if she had just woke him up early for nothing. "Well, as much fun as it is waking you up early," she started, "I was thinking we'd head over to Moon-Kissed and meet up with the others. Then maybe. . ." Ambrosia trailed off, a mischievous grin appearing on her face. "We could head out and take care of a Savage hideout I found out about. Might be fun," she said, giving a light shrug of her shoulders. She stood up, acting like she was just going to walk past Lucas to the door. "Might well grab breakfast first, probably going to be another long night," she said. Just before she reached the door, however, she spun around, lunged at Lucas and tackled him to the ground. "And if you call me those names again, Lukey, I'm going to dangle you over the side of the building by your feet," she threatened. With Ambrosia, it was hard to tell if she would actually do that to him or not. Then with that, she took off running, out of the room and downstairs, not giving him a chance to reply.
Hitting the bottom of the stairs, Ambrosia headed for the door. "Last one to Moon-Kissed buys the drinks, and if you cheat, I'll kick your butt!" she warned. Lucas would know that by challenging him to a race, she meant the old fashioned way of actually running and not teleporting.
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Post by Chris on Oct 6, 2013 23:06:22 GMT -5
Lucretia pushed the door open to her club, the entire main room dark all but for a little moonlight streaming in through the curtains in the windows. From the outside, the building was just a plain brick building, but to humans it looked like an old abandoned building that nobody had touched in years. That was as spell that Lucretia had had Rayne put on it, to protect the place from curious human eyes, so that those inside didn't have to worry about hiding who and what they really were. The spell also included a subtle spell that kept people from going near it. They wouldn't even realize that they would walk right past the building without even really looking at it more than just a glance. To supernaturals, they knew that the building housed a supernatural nightclub, owned by the Baron of the city. Flipping on the switch inside the door, light filling the room and revealing the numbers tables and chairs that filled the space, along with a large, round bar that was located in the middle of the room where the drinks were served. There were plenty of tables and chairs scattered around the room, with lights fully lighting the place up. To the back, behind the bar, was an open door that led into a smaller area with dimmer lights and filled with booths, for those that wanted some privacy for one reason or another. To the right, was a door that led into Lucretia's private office, which always remained locked so that she didn't have to worry about anyone snooping through her office.
Lucretia walked over and began sitting the chairs down from the tables, from where the cleaning crew had left them up after cleaning up that morning. She had just set the chairs off the fifth table when an odd noise caught her attention. Frowning, she realized that it was coming from the backroom, where the supplies were kept. Sitting the chair down, she crossed the room and walked over to it, opening the door slowly and cautiously peeking in. The room was dark, but her eyes adjusted quickly. The first thing that she saw, were several broken bottles laying on the ground, the liquid spilled out and soaking the ground, broken glass laying everything. "Shit," she muttered under her breath. Flipping the light on, the rest of the room came into view. Revealing that the entire backroom had been ransacked, the majority of her supplies destroyed. Moving farther into the room, she began looking for who was responsible for it. She only got a couple of steps into the room, before she heard footsteps running towards her. Four feet, to be exact. A black blur leaped at her out of nowhere, knocking her to the ground, with a string of curses coming from Lucretia. Whatever had landed on her took off the second after they had crashed to the ground, running out of the room, and Lucretia heard glass shattering as it jumped through the window and took off outside. "What the hell was that?" she muttered under her breath, climbing to her feet. Looking down, she saw that its claws had scratched her chest, but not deep enough to really be a problem. The strange thing was that there were black marks on her chest, almost like what newspaper print looked like, except it smelt like. . . sulfur?
"Why am I surprised?" she muttered under her breath, turning to leave the room. She'd have to get the supplies replaced, and the mess cleaned up. Not to mention, figure out how the hell it had gotten in there, and what it even was. She hadn't seen anything like that before, but she knew several people that might be familiar with it. Walking out of the back room, she realized that Nines wasn't there yet. Which meant that he was up to something. Lucretia rolled her eyes. She had her way of finding out what he was up to, even if he didn't tell her, so she wasn't all that concerned about it. Besides, maybe she'd just keep her own things a secret if he didn't tell her. As if on cue, Nines finally walked in, just after Lucretia had started sitting the remaining chairs off onto the floor. She looked up, arching an eyebrow at him when he said that it would be nice if he actually spent a whole day with him, rather than sneaking out. "I had some stuff to take care of," she replied, giving a light shrug of her shoulders. She wasn't about to tell him that she didn't feel comfortable going to sleep around anyone, not even him, because it would bring up the question of why. And that was a story that she didn't want to get into. "You can't be greedy, there's a lot of people that want my attention," she teased, winking at him. "Run into a problem or something on the way in? Or did you just get lost?" she asked.
The sound of the door opening causing Lucretia to look up again, this time seeing Ambrosia run in with Aelius. She arched an eyebrow at them, but then shook her head. She really didn't want to know what they were doing. "There you two are," Lucretia said. "Everyone's late tonight," she added, shaking her head at them. "But now that all three of you are here, I need to ask you something. Have any of you ever seen a creature that sort of looks like a big black dog, with red eyes, smells like sulfur, and leaves behind black, sulfur smelling prints?" she asked. The smile on Ambrosia's face faltered, and her eyes flickered to the two paw prints on Lucretia's chest and shirt. Walking over, she took a closer look at them, asking what had happened. When Lucretia finished explaining, Ambrosia had actually paled a little. That didn't exactly make Lucretia feel better, considering she'd never seen her friend pale like that. "What was it?" she asked. Ambrosia cleared her throat. "Well, it sounds. . . like a hellhound," Ambrosia said slowly. "A hellhound, what's that?" Lucretia asked. Ambrosia hesitated, glancing at Lucas. A hellhound was always a bad omen. They were invisible to most people, except for the person that they had came there after. And the only time that they went after someone, was when they were about to die. The hellhounds normally began to haunt the person exactly one week before. But Ambrosia didn't want to outright say that. "Just tell me, what are they?" she asked. Ambrosia frowned. "Well, they're not good, that's for sure," she muttered. Frowning still, Ambrosia glanced at Lucas and Nines. "How much do you guys know about hellhounds?" she asked.
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Post by Chris on Oct 6, 2013 23:07:07 GMT -5
Rayne glanced up when she heard footsteps, and found that the wolf boys had invited themselves in to Meadow's loft. Oh, that should go over well with her, Rayne thought. Meadow was already in a bad mood -then again, when wasn't she?-, and it was far too early for her to be seeing Steven. Guess he hadn't learned that Meadow was at her most dangerous early of an evening and before she had her coffee. "Hey guys," she said. She aimed the comment that all of them, but was smiling mainly at Damian. She couldn't help but think that it was cute the way that he always seemed to get nervous around her, although why he got that way, she wasn't sure. Meadow always joked that maybe Damian was afraid of Rayne. Rayne would always respond with something along the lines that he was just afraid that Meadow was lurking about, ready to attack if he so much as made the wrong move. He had, after all, seen what she'd done to Steven time and time again.
She went quiet for a minute, watching the others for a minute. Steven went straight for Meadow, and Rayne rolled her eyes. One day, she was pretty sure that her sister was going to make Steven nothing but a funny smell in her trunk. Also, Darion was speaking to Summer, she noticed, and it dawned on her that her aunt had yet to meet any of the wolf boys yet. She turned her attention back towards Damian, arching an eyebrow at him when his voice cracked a little. Maybe he was nervous that she was going to bring up the fact that he had spilled his pop on her last night? Maybe that was it, she thought. She hadn't forgotten, especially not since it had ruined her favorite pair of jeans, and she was currently trying to find a spell to fix them. But, Rayne wasn't going to bring it up, just like she hadn't brought up any of the other erm, accidents, caused by Damian. In part because she didn't want to embarrass him, and in part because she was worried that it was her fault that it happened in the first place. Maybe she made him nervous or something? Skye bounced off of the foot of the bed where she'd been sitting, running straight over to Damian, grabbing him into a hug like she always did. "Damian!" she said happily. Rayne chuckled, Skye had always liked Damian since they had met him. "Did you guys need something, or did you just pop in to see Meadow chasing Steven again?" she asked, grinning at him.
Meadow's eyes instantly narrowed into tiny slits when she heard Steven's voice behind her, her hands instantly clinching into fists. She really needed to put a bell on him. No, scratch that, a shock collar. That way she could just shock him whenever he got too close or started to annoy her. Which pretty much meant that Steven would always be getting shocked. Maybe it would shock some sense into him. Eh, she probably wouldn't be that lucky. "Go away, idiot," Meadow hissed at him. She wasn't sure what annoyed her more, just the fact that he was there, or that damned name that he always called her. Where he had gotten the idea that she liked him, she had no idea. Maybe he'd fallen and smacked his little head on the concrete? He pointed out Summer and Oceana, asking if they were 'lost family', and that caused Meadow to tense for a second before she glared at him. "Do you ever even bother to think things through before you say them?" she hissed at him. That was a bad choice of words, considering the circumstances, and only served to put Meadow in that much more of a bad mood. Rayne sighed, glancing at her sister, and deciding to answer Steven for her, knowing that Meadow wasn't about to. "That's our aunt, Summer, and her daughter, Oceana," Rayne said. "Don't encourage him. I'm hoping if we ignore him enough, he'll go away," Meadow muttered. Pushing past Steven, purposely knocking into him, she walked past him and out of the room, heading down to the kitchen to get her much needed coffee.
Summer flinched automatically when she heard someone behind her. Several someones, actually. She silently scolded herself for it and looked over her shoulder, seeing three men and a little boy. Two of the men looked like twins, while the other sort of looked like them, but clearly wasn't a brother. She took a step back, out of the way, and put her hand on Oceana's shoulder, pulling her out of the way with her. She watched as one of them went over to Rayne and Skye, one of the twins, while the other one went to Meadow. Rayne and Sky seemed to like them, but Meadow seemed to really dislike the male talking to her. Then again, Summer knew her niece well enough to know that Meadow only acted like she hated someone's guts that much if she actually liked them. But in true Meadow fashion, she certainly wasn't about to admit it. She almost jumped again when she realized that the other twin had moved over towards her and was talking to her. He introduced himself as Darion, the boy was his son, Tyler. His brother was Damian, and the other man, the one that was getting the evil stink eye from Meadow, was Steven. Summer made a mental note on all of their names.
"Oh, uh, hi. Nice to meet you," Summer said, finally finding her voice. "I'm Summer, and this is my daughter, Oceana," she introduced them, nodding her head towards Oceana. Oceana took a small step closer to Summer, giving Darion a once over, clearly not sure what to think of him just yet. She did the same to Tyler. "I'm Rayne and Meadow's aunt," she explained, "I just decided to pay them a visit," she added. She wasn't sure why she felt the need to explain what she was doing there, but she did nonetheless. Well, mostly. She hadn't even told Rayne and Meadow the true reason she was there yet, she certainly wasn't about to tell someone she had just met. Actually, she wasn't sure if she could even tell Rayne and Meadow. She needed to, it was just. . . it was a touchy subject, and she knew they would be upset by it. Oceana tilted her head, studying Darion for a minute. "Do you have a pet darkfox?" she asked. Summer blinked, looking down at Oceana. "What would make you ask that?" she asked, frowning. She hadn't been aware that Oceana even knew what a darkfox was. Ocreana shrugged. "I had a dream last night of three men with a darkfox. I think they're the ones I saw," she explained. Summer's jaw fell open a little before she snapped it shut.
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Post by Chris on Oct 6, 2013 23:07:28 GMT -5
David and Stone continued to fight and wrestle around for several moments. Which wasn't all that unusual. Whenever the two brothers got together, they would usually end up in numerous fights, and usually said fights would last awhile because they were both too stubborn to give up and too equally matched. Which meant that there wasn't any signs that the fight was going to be over any time soon. . . until, that was, two people suddenly joined them. At the sound of someone clearing their their throat, both brothers stopped rolling around and looked up, finding a girl and boy standing a few feet away looking at them. The girl asked if there was a reason that they were rolling around like children, and Stone snorted. "Yeah, because my baby brother is a big dodo-head," he replied, grinning at them. If he was going to be accused of acting like a child, he might as well talk like one too, he thought with s silent chuckle.
David rolled his eyes at his brother, tilting his head back and looked at the two upside down, since Stone was still sitting on him. Even though he was looking at them upset down, he thought that the boy looked sort of familiar. Like maybe he had seen someone that looked like him or something. But his glaze moved to the girl, he froze. "Krys? What are you. . ." he started to say but trailed off. She looked a lot like Krys, but it wasn't her. He could see that when he looked a little closer. The resemblance between them was strong, especially that look she was giving him that he'd gotten from Krys he didn't know how many times. But, it wasn't her. "Get offa me you gorilla," David muttered, giving Stone's chest one hard shove and knocking him off of him.
Rolling over, David got to his feet, dusting himself off and taking a closer look at the two people in front of him. "You're not Krys. But you look like her. You're not one of her sisters, I've met both of them," he said, thinking out loud. "Who's Krys?" Stone asked, climbing to his feet. David didn't answer, he was still looking at the girl and boy in front of him. "How are you two related to Krys?" he asked. It wasn't a matter of if they were related to her, he knew that they had to be because of how much they looked like her. The question was just how they were related to her. The next question, was where Krys was. Letting his glaze wander around the surrounding area a bit, he finally spotted five people in the distance. Squinting his eyes a little, he recognized Krys, along with her two sisters; Marx and Sicil. There were two other people there, a girl and boy, that he didn't recognize, but looked suspiciously like the sisters. Well, this was interesting.
"You guys coming down here, or do I have to come up there?" David called up to them. However, he used one of his unique powers, that made it so that only the people he wanted to hear his voice would hear him, meaning that only Krys, her sisters and the other two would hear him, and not anyone else that hanging around the area. Rubbing the back of his head, Stone walked over and stopped next to his brother, looking at Roxie and Ray. "Name's Stone, and this is David," he introduced. "Who are you two? Isn't it a little late for you kids to be out playing?" he asked, a small smirk appearing on his face. Something told him that they weren't quite as young as they looked, but Stone being Stone, had to give them a hard time over it. Especially considering that nobody was telling him what was going on, he decided that he might as well bug them until someone filled him in on what was going on, and who they were.
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Post by Chris on Oct 6, 2013 23:07:50 GMT -5
Leticia frowned, walking out of the building that had been Samantha's last known address. The apartment had been empty, and looked like it had been for a long time. So much for that lead, she thought dryly. Samantha had been her only lead in her search for her long lost sister, and now she wasn't sure where to go next. And even though she didn't know Samantha, she was actually starting to get a little worried about her. First Lucretia disappears, and is believed to be dead, then her only friend goes missing as well? Something wasn't right, and Leticia was getting a bad feeling about all of this. What if something had happened to Samantha too? She didn't think that was just a coincidence. Chewing on the inside of her cheek, Leticia reached the bottom of stairs, leaving the building that she had hoped to find Samantha on. Looking up and down the street, she tried to decide what to do now. It had just turned dark not too long ago, and Leticia refused to just call it a night. Something told her that she was running out of time if she ever wanted to find her sister, and she needed to continue looking for her tonight. It would just help if she knew where to go next.
Starting down the sidewalk, Leticia noticed that this part of the neighborhood was eerily quiet, almost abandoned. Maybe just nobody was home? She doubted it. It was more like nobody wanted to be in that part of town. Yet, she couldn't shake the feeling that something, or someone, was watching her. That caused her to pick up her pace, walking a little faster and trying to get out of there, while trying to decide where to go next. She wasn't paying attention to where she was walking, because she kept glancing over her shoulder every few seconds. She normally wasn't the jumpy or paranoid type, but she had this lingering feeling that she was being followed as well as watched. She had just glanced over her shoulder, when she walked right into someone.
She let out a surprised yelp, flinching and jumping away as she turned to see she'd accidentally walked into. She blinked when she realized that it was just a woman, and one that didn't really look all that bad. She was pretty, with pink hair. Well, mostly pink hair, anyway, there was a little blonde visible as well. Something about her just made Leticia think that she seemed nice, even though she didn't know why she thought that. Although the woman did give off a strange vibe that Leticia couldn't quite put her finger on. "Oh, I'm so sorry! I uh, I wasn't watching here I was going," Leticia apologized. Clearing her throat, she shifted her weight to her other foot. She should probably just keep going, this woman probably wouldn't know who she was looking for. Yet that little voice in her head was telling her that it was worth a try. She was desperate, and maybe, just maybe, this woman had at least heard of one of the two women she was looking for. "Sorry to bother you, but I was wondering, do you happen to a woman named Samantha McKenzie? Or a woman named Lucretia Ravenhearst?" she asked. It was probably a long shot asking Billie, but it was worth a try, right?
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