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by **The Kingpin** » Mon Dec 29, 2008 10:12 pm

OoC: EE, your last post here was unacceptable. it was utter ****, in all aspects of the term. the hit & run tactic you're using basically cheats others of defending themselves. a cowardly tactic here, and one that's seriously discouraged. it wasn't even used well. you just appeared, attacked, and disappeared. awfully done. also, you used consecutive attacks in succession, despite them all being fairly elaborate and, as a result, time consuming, meaning Asylum would have plenty of chance to retaliate. hell, Asylum could probably go as far as COMBING HIS HAIR after retaliating. a move like what you did would take that long. finally, your character basically came out of nowhere and got involved in something he had no business interfering in. the way you RPed in that post was far from fair. fix it. otherwise, i will...

The man walked out of the Private jet and towards a limo, looking at one of the men waiting for him. "I take it everything is in place?" said the man in a rich, scandinavian accent. "Yes, master. we have already organised to meet with Siete at a warehouse near the edge of the city. we've staked it out, and have guards watching the place properly. all that's left is to contact Siete himself" responded the other, who was wearing a semi formal shirt and waistcoat, with a tie, though his head was so pale it seemed like he must've been caked with makeup, eyeliner and black lipstick on his face. it wasn't Zerenski's style, but it seemed that most of his minions chose that style, and so long as they served him with undoubted loyalty, it didn't really matter. 4 men walked out of the plane after him, his personal bodyguards, and swiftly got into a vehicle prepared for them. "I see....very well, take me to the manor and we'll organise our next action then" said Zerenski calmly, an authoritive tone in his voice. the man bowed to the Vampire Lord, and opened the door to the Limo, Zerenski getting in as the door was closed behind him. the man got in the driver's seat, and started the vehicle, the bodyguards' vehicle following close behind...

by **Shade** » Tue Dec 30, 2008 12:05 am

Diana growled painfully then took the whip in both hands and jerked herself up to the demon again. "I don't give up so easily," she snarled and slashed her claws across his face. "We got company!" Thanatos called before snatching up his gun and firing at one of the Bloodletters...

Siete watched his servalence cameras with interest. "Skilled, powerful, but her judgement could use some work, she has no idea how much Drake could be of use to her," he said and chuckled. "Oh well, the more obstinate the better."

by **dinoman666** » Tue Dec 30, 2008 1:33 am

The bullet pinged harmlessly off of the metal juggernaut that emerged from the darkness,the tallest Bloodletter, the Herald of Khorne, sitting atop it. The metal contraption was rather blocky and ungainly-looking, but was still fierce in appearance, four-legged, with a tooth-filled mouth in its squarish head, which had two glowing eyes, like hot coals. The Herald screeched, raising his brightly-glowing sword into the air, and the machine it rode echoed it with a mighty, mechanical bellow, before releasing a stream of flame from its fanged mouth, straight at Thanatos.

Skarbrand laughed as he swatted Diana out of the air with his claw. "My Herald's Bloodmount will make short work of your friends!" he snarled.

by **Zephyr** » Tue Dec 30, 2008 5:44 pm

Are you done? Desh asked in a monotone voice as the warm desert breeze flowed past his hair blowing backwards smoothly. The man grunted as his face took on an angered expression as he let go of the rifle with his left hand and reached behind his back pulling out a knife and with a swift movement swung it back around and thrusted toward Desh's gut. Blood flowed, but not from the intended point as Desh pulled his hand away, the knife driven through his palm and out the other side. The man's stunned expression suddenly turned to fear as Desh slowly turned to face him again, utterin g a low but fierce snarling. Without a moments hesitation he allowed his teeth to extend as he slammed his lupine jaws around the man neck and with a rapid jerk of his head tore out the mans throat and tore him away from the rifle before dropping him to teh earth below. The werewolf stared down as the corpse crashed into several crates shattering them. Idiot, he snarled to himself. Suddenly Desh groaned in pain as he dropped down on one knee growling in roaring in agony as he watched his twitching arm as the veins popped into view and began turning black from the flow of chemicals through his body and slowly his skin followed in the change as his vision faded and he fell back crashing upon the benches. Desh? Hey you okay? Korso voice called in the darkness.

by **Tediz** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 7:00 am

Carter stumbled up, still holding his head. He yelled up at Skarbrand in pain. "Skar... Skarbrand! We need to go, now! Please...! We need to get out of here...!"

He broke down, kneeling over in pain.

by **The Kingpin** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 7:35 am

"He won't hear you from here. the sound of the waves covers up your voice too much. and for your sake, i'd tell you not to try and call him. HE is your enemy. HE is the thing you hate most. you claim to hate Vampires so much, because they attack people who don't deserve to be harmed. because they kill for pleasure. and yet, you're asking for help from someone no better than he is" said Drake, retracting one of his armblades...

by **Tediz** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 7:50 am

Carter slashed at Drake uselessly in the air, yelling at him. "Shut up! I don't need you! I don't need any of you!" He attempted to get up, and stumbled, falling down in the dirt head first.

by **The Kingpin** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 8:01 am

"you're bleeding, have several broken bones, and are lying face down in the sand. from my point of view, you need all the help you can get. help, i'll offer. but siding with that demon will kill you. i know that much. he isn't the one you need to be asking for help" responded Drake calmly...

by **Tediz** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 8:12 am

Carter sat up on his knees, looking at him for a moment. His big, yellow eyes stared at him. He sat there, with his long, mangy hair. His bloody body, his muddy skin, bullet holes. broken bones, a pathetic, sad, sad site...

He stared at him for a moment. And then he buried his face in his broken hands, and began to cry.

by **The Kingpin** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 8:38 am

Drake circled around, and put a hand on Carter's shoulder. "Come on, kid. this isn't the best place to be at the moment" he said...

by **Tediz** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 9:05 am

Carter continued crying, hacking up blood as he did. "I'm not... I'm not... A Kid... I told you that..." He looked back up at him, blood and tears rolling down his sad, pathetic, miserable face.

by **The Kingpin** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 9:09 am

"Fine then. you have a name for me to call you by? or do you want to just call you Werewolf?" said Drake as he reached a hand down to lift the Werewolf to his feet, planning to lead him to a rocky outcrop from the low cliff nearby until he had taken care of the Demons...

by **Tediz** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 9:12 am

Carter ripped his broken arm away from him fast, hurting himself. He grimaced, and looked at the Vampire. "My name to you is Werewolf or Wolf... Nothing more Vampire." He leaned over, coughing more blood up.

by **The Kingpin** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 9:19 am

"Your choice...Wolf. The name's Drake...and, as a side note; i'm a DHAMPIR....not Vampire..." said Drake calmly, lowering his hand again...

by **Tediz** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 9:22 am

Carter wiped his mouth, then looked at Drake as he lowered his hand. He held his own arm. "I'll call you a Vampire if I want to... Vampire."

by **The Kingpin** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 10:49 am

"Consider yourself lucky i'm not like most Dhampir. i know a few that would kill just for being called a Vampire" said Drake...

by **Tediz** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 10:59 am

Carter stood up slowly, looking at him. "Yeah and I'd probably kill all of them too... Were is it you're wanting to go?"

by **The Kingpin** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 1:10 pm

Drake was mildly amused by the Werewolf's defiance. the thought of the wolf trying to fight the Dhampir serving Brimstone was funny, considering their skill, compared to the Werewolf, and the difference in the standard of the equipment between them, and him. "For now, you need to keep out of sight. chances are our Demon friend won't be happy to see you're not fighting for his cause. with a bit of luck, we'll be rid of him and his team of idiots in a bit. there's a rocky outcrop over there where you can sit and rest. i shouldn't take long" he said, as he looked back towards the Demons, who had grouped up in front of his friends...

"Hmmm" said Spencer as he stood between Diana Thanatos and Diana, and the Demons. "not the most typical team of Demons....but eh. i've seen worse" he commented almost absent-mindedly as he pulled a cigarette out of a small silver-steel cigarette box and placing it in his mouth, holding the butt of it with his teeth as he returned the case into his jacket. he scraped two of his fingers together as he clicked his fingers, a flame forming on the tip of one, which he brought to the front of the cigarette and lit it. he took a long drag on it, the embers on the front blazing white for a moment before returning to a dull, almost invisible red, the ash covering the fire that burned it from within. "So, you going to move? or should i?" he said, his arms crossed...

by **dinoman666** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 6:20 pm

Skarband glared at Spencer, about to respond, when he noticed the action farther away had stopped. He bared his teeth in a snarl, then growled, "Traitorous wolf..." He landed, straightened, then barked to the Bloodletters, "Alright, I think we've beaten them up enough for today. I don't think our master will be pleased to have us dead yet..." He turned away, then took off into the air and flew off into the night sky, the Bloodletters running along the ground after him, with the Herald's Bloodmount easily overtaking his friends, though they were all soon lost from sight.

Almost immediately after, Velkor and Wisp flew down from the sky, looking around. After a moment, Velkor hissed, "So... you guys won?"

by **Tediz** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 8:05 pm

Carter just stood there, holding his body as he watched everyone. He could feel his bones cracking inside, trying to mend themselves.

Gunther pulled his chain out of a fleeing Bloodletter, shaking off the blood before he arched his arm back, pulling it back inside. He rubbed the arm for a moment and then looked at Velkor and Wisp. "I don't know... Depends. Why were they even fighting us? I came out here because you did... I assumed you were going to fight. I would have stayed with the Mistress if I had known she wasn't going to... Do anything."

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