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Post by Dezzymandius on Jan 4, 2009 11:20:58 GMT -5
To the middle of nowhere....
Destiny eyed the town below her, it was dark and empty except for the occasional appearance of an unsuspecting human. But she was not hungry at the moment. Food was not on her mind.
She kneeled on the edge of the building, like a crawling predator leaning over the edge and viewing the earth beneath her. It all seemed so lonely, but it was no different to what she was used to. Loneliness. What Vampyre wasn't Lonely, it was part of the curse which was placed upon them, to be parted from the humans and their overactive emotions. She missed it sometimes, to feel as happy as she was when she was mortal, however now that she had become this. She had never felt more free in her life. Some Vampyres consider there turning an eternal trap, but Dezzymandius relished in her gift, the escape from normality.
A sound. Someone was trying to be quiet, Dezzymandius made no sign that she had noticed, she merely leaned down as though she had seen something interesting on the streets below. Bending her limbs, she pushed over the ground, flying backwards in the air, she landed then quickly flipped again pouncing on a unsuspecting figure and pinning them to the ground.
"Name yourself!" She growled.
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Post by Theo`` on Feb 8, 2009 6:29:13 GMT -5
OOC: This Post is still open, it's just cause i'm so bored, i'm rping with both of my charries.
``No sir, i don't wanna be the blame, not anymore
Theodore walked along the streets, once again the night had come to reveal that Lonely essence that burned in SilentBreeze. A few streets lamps revealed his prescence to those around him, but what did that matter it wasn't as if someone was going to recognise him so easily. The only give-away to whom he was inside was his eyes. Those yellow cat-like eyes in which he had inherited from his beautiful mother. Only to often was he approach with questions about them, Are they contacts? Were you born with them? How is your vision? Annoying human questions.
It wasn't that Theodore hated being human, he just found it bothersome. Sure with it he had the benefit of being able to go out in sunlight. But what good was that if he'd prefer not to be discovered. Also his father must have been some hell of a helping soul. Considering no matter how much Theodore told himself not to, when he noticed someone in distress he'd run to aid them. Foolish yet? something he couldn't help.
He looked up at the sky. It was then that he noticed her, A girl leaned over the edge of one of the buildings. Looking down on the dark streets like some kind of wild animal. Her white hair blew about in a witch-like way, and the way she was crouched indicated that she was either leaning down to get a better look, or just about to jump prey. Human prey.
Theodore crossed the street quickly, ducking into an alleyway around the back of the building next to the one that Vampyre was on. He quickly darted to the back of the building. He eyed the windows and the possible ledges. Calculated what root to take up the building. He leapt onto the wall, and began to climb. Had a human done this they would be going slowly and steadily. But Theodore's Vampyric ability allowed him to quickly scale this building, before landing on the roof a few metres behind the girl. He paused, the thud of his landing had possibly been a little too loud. Although if she was wrapped up in her hunt as much as he thought, she wouldn't have noticed a thing. He noticed her lean forward a little, as though ready to attack.
He started to move forward slowly. Theodore was only half-Vampyre, he may be stronger than humans but he didn't have Vampyric strength, he had their speed and he was a master with a gun. Never missed. Of course, he hadn't really prepared to fight Vampyre tonight, the gun would slow her down of course, and the dagger he had in his pocket was sharp enough to slice a lycan in half. So as long as he had that, he may survive.
He hadn't expected her sudden leapt, within seconds she was upon him, he fell back pinned to the ground. Shit!
"Name yourself!"
Her fangs showed, he only allowed himself a second to confirm she infact was a Vampyre and not a Lycan. Then he looked her straight in the eyes.
`Theodore.`As he spoke he allowed his fangs to show, he had got himself in too much of an uneven possition to fight her like this. Not doubt she'd rip him to pieces. `I saw you up here, i assume your going to feed, go ahead and bite me. I'm not in the mood to clean up after the mess your lot leave after meals` Only once before had theodore offered his blood to a Vampyre's, it of course was as satisfactory as humans but it kept them away from feeding for at least a day. Which is one human spared. There had been three times in which, Theodore had taken an attacked human, that had been left on the ground to think that they had fainted in public. Found out where they lived through the ID in their wallets or purses. Then dropped them off near or actually in their home. Depending on the situation.
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Post by Dezzymandius on Feb 8, 2009 6:45:12 GMT -5
Dezzymandius eyed the boy she had pinned down, brown hair, the strangest yellow eyes she had ever seen and those fangs. He was a Vampyre, well at least he appeared to be, but something about him was different. Something was off-balance.
"Theodore"
She frowned at his attitude, he seemed angry, and calculating. As though he already had a plan in his mind. But what.
"I saw you up here, i assume your going to feed, go ahead and bite me. I'm not in the mood to clean up after the mess your lot leave after meals"
Dezzymandius glanced at his neck, the sudden urge to bite, was so suddenly great. Almost as great as the urge she got when she looked at human veins, she dragged her eyes away looking at his eyes again. He had fangs, he reffered to her as 'your lot' meaning Vamps, he was not a Lycan, and she wanted his blood. She stared for a moment, then stood up letting go off him, she understood."Listen here, Half-breed. I have no intention fo drinking from you or any human. So you assumed wrong."
Dezzymandius turned away clearing the urges of bloodlust from her mind before speaking to him. "So you came up here thinking i was going to attack a human, do you go after every Vampyre you find on the hunt and offer them your blood. I have to say, if you do you'll soon find yourself drained dry."
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Post by Theo`` on Feb 8, 2009 7:12:39 GMT -5
Theodore waited. He saw her eyes move towards the vein in his neck, he saw that tiny movement she made. Surprisingly she didn't bite him, she looked back at him with those dark red eyes of hers. She seemed to be deep in thought about something. She was probably trying to make sense of what he was. He stayed still as she got up.
"Listen here, Half-breed. I have no intention of drinking from you or any human. So you assumed wrong."
He scowled at her calling him a 'half-breed' despite it begin true. He didn't like how quickly she had managed to figure that out, Vampyres didn't like those who inbreeded, and they especially didn't like the spawn made from it. He stood up, frowning at her. She wasn't going to drink? Also the fact that she hadn't added 'tonight' on there, was almost like a hint. Did this Vampyre not drink from humans. Some Vampyres, Theodore included, would go to the hospital and drink donors blood. Was this girl one of them.
It wasn't that Theodore didn't like the taste of blood, it was sickeningly delicious. But Theodore couldn't erase a human's memories like some Vamps could, so if he were to feed from one. He'd had to knock them out first. Also Theodore didn't like retrieving their memories. He found it disturbing, especially considering the first girl he drunk from was actually a murdering widow. He had dreams of her slaughtering her husbands and not being discovered. That put him off, but then another girl he drank from had been put into prostitution by her step-dad.
After that he had had enough of the memories and decided to go donor. Donor's blood don't give him memories, it may be something the doctors do to the blood or just him but he isn't haunted by it. Not like he is when biting humans.
"So you came up here thinking i was going to attack a human, do you go after every Vampyre you find on the hunt and offer them your blood. I have to say, if you do you'll soon find yourself drained dry."
He hadn't considered that, as annoying as he found it. She was right. But then again....
`I don't offer my blood to all of them, if i can i fight them off. Sometimes even kill them. Depending on how the situation develops.`
He knew she wasn't going to like this, no Vampyre liked to hear about their own kind being killed off. Vampyre's seemed somehow more loyal to eachother than humans, despite the lack of emotions that have. Vlad's research had told Theodore that some Vampyre's suffer from Eternal loneliness after turning. Until death they suffer from lack of companionship.
.... Memory ....
Theodore was sitting on the floor playing with his toy train, he could hear his mother and father talking on the couch. His father had his arm around his mother, and she was leaning against him with a hand rubbing his chest. They were having a serious talk.
"Of course i miss the coven, Frost was very kind to me, and i was close to everyone there. But, still I'd see human's enjoying themselves, laughing, smiling being happy. It was difficult. I felt once again so lonely, my family had died and well... it hurt knowing i had no relatives left. I never stop feeling lonely....well not until i met you, and when Theo was born i knew that i was destined to have a family again, to stay with you. I just hope this lasts a long time...."
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It was that year that she had been killed. The year Theo had been taken by them. Those human scientists. The scum.
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Post by Dezzymandius on Feb 8, 2009 7:31:22 GMT -5
"I don't offer my blood to all of them, if i can i fight them off. Sometimes even kill them. Depending on how the situation develops."
Dezzymandius scowled, her fists tightened and clicked under her grip. Killing my kind... This kid was so tempting her, she was already about ready to pick him up and chuck him off the roof. But she couldn't do that, it was far to early at night. Someone could still stumble upon him, besides being a Hybrid he probably would survive a fall like that.
"How disrespectful to your folk, i'm sure you Vampyric ancestry would not be pleased knowing that your killing their kind"
It was hitting a little below the belt, no doubt he would possibly overeact, But Dezzymandius had no sympthy for someone who killed Vampyres for merely trying to quench their thirst. This kid probrably didn't have to deal with the lust so much as Vampyre's did. He didn't understand. He had no clue the true power of bloodlust.[/right][/blockquote][/color][/size] |
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Post by Theo`` on Feb 8, 2009 8:38:38 GMT -5
He smirked slightly at her immediate irritation, He tilted his head sideways and crossed his arms over his chest. His eyes pratically egging her on to attack him. He was ready now, he could easily grab his weapons and use them against her. Vampyre or not, she had eased down her advantage.
"How disrespectful to your folk, i'm sure you Vampyric ancestry would not be pleased knowing that your killing their kind"
His smirk dropped, his fists clenched and his anger began to flare up again. His inner self was roaring at him to attack her, to tear her apart for her comment. Calm the heck down, she's a full Vampyre remember, most likely stronger than you, and from the way she sounds she's probably been for enough decades to know how to fight. He relaxed a little more, and turned sideways.
`My folks are dead, so they can't really protest much can they?` He spat. He just wasn't in the mood anymore, this girl had pissed him right off. There were many better more productive things he could be doing right now. He just had to stop this girl from attacking a human, even though she wasn't actually about to attack anything. So why was he even still here. He thought about it for a moment, he just needed to know one thing from this then he could leave with some knowledge gained.
`Just who are you anyway?`
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Post by Dezzymandius on Feb 12, 2009 12:43:25 GMT -5
Dezzymandius could not help but be pleased to see the anger that was immediately shown at the mention of his folks. Vampyre blood or not, his emotions are still so human. What a fool? He should not be so obvious about his weakside. She merely watched him silently, expecting ome sort of violent reaction. He was clearly the violent kind. However to her surprise he calmed himself, and turned his body away from her. He had more control than she had expected.
"My folks are dead, so they can't really protest much can they?"
Dezzymandius felt the cold sting of his word, had he not admitted to having killed his kind, she may have felt a little more sympathy towards him. But it offered a possibly justification for killing Vampyres, perhaps his folks were killed by her kind. But whether or not a Vampyre went behind the coven and mated a human, Vampyre's weren't that hasty to just kill their own kind. So what could it be?
"Just who are you anyway?"
She blinked at him for a moment, then spoke "Dezzymandius" she would not offer her full name, she didn't like people knowingher full identity. It made her humanity seem a little more realistic. Knowing she was once human was a little peculiar, it brought strange emotions forward, emotions she did not wish to feel.
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Post by Theo`` on Feb 21, 2009 13:06:06 GMT -5
"Dezzymandius"
This was all he needed to know, The face had a name. A name and a face he would never forget. Theodore had a photographic memory, Which was both a gift and a torment. There are some things one would rather forget, but because of the high amount of memory neurons in his brain those things were never forgotten. Oh how they haunted his dreams. He nodded at her. Giving her the last glance over he required. He turned walking to the edge of the building he looked down over the edge.
Her leapt off the edge, down into the alleyway, hooking his hand onto the window of another building. He leapt down between the side of the buildings until he landed softly on the ground. Then Ducking behind the back of the buildings he sprint off into the direction of the internet cafe. He knew had saved the man who owned it, and had been given a key. Right now, he needed to do some more research. This Dezzymandius? Whoever she was, he would find out. If she had anything to do with them, she would not stain this earth any longer...
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