Dart+Moon=Black River(OPEN)

[+Zeus+]

BAR

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The only place where teens old enough, came to get drunk and party with their friends. The outside was like any other old bar, the flashing sign that had the blue and red color highlighting the word 'Bar' outside, to draw people in. And inside, a hard tiled floor, with wooden solid walls. At the far left corner, a long bar rested, a wooden counter with chairs on one side, and the bartender on the other side of the counter. Two people were usually there, a Bartender who gets the normal drinks as in, beer/whiskey/shots of any kind. Normal stuff, then a Mixologist who creates new drinks for your satisfaction. A dance floor was located on the far right wall, with flashing lights shining at random around, and load music booming. The songs played ranged from fast dance songs with friends, to comforting slow songs for the couples, or just two people of oppisite or same gender dance together.


A dark blue haired girl sat at the bar. Her dark blue alluring orbs focusing on the drink that rest in her hands. It was a Mix, some different types of random juice and a bit of alcohol. She herself wasn't a big drinker, yet it didn't mean she didn't drink at all. Tilting her head downwards slightly, it allowed her hair to fall across her eyes, releasing her grip on the glass, Frost left the drink there to go for a prey. Placing her hands loosely at her hips, and flicking her head to the side to remove the locks of stray hair from her vision, they rested on a boy that had his hood up over his head, and shadowing over his face. Seemed good enough, yet his scent was mixed in with different scents from inside the bar, so it was nearly impossible to determine what his scent was like.

POOF
Leading the boy out into a lonely dark alley, it was kinda damp but not much. Following her in closer, the boy had his hands in his baggy jeans pockets. Light blue almost silver eyes keen on watching the girl. When they were down deeper, Frost turned in a swift movement and pressed him up against the wall slightly. To keep him there and unable to run if needed. His scent was still stained with the other scents, and would take awhile before it was cleansed from the others. Leaning over she pressed her lips along his jawline, skimming them down to the bare of his neck. Keeping them at that place for a moment, she waited until he arched his neck out before going in for a bite. Only to be surprised when the tables were turned.[/color]

Feeling the small bit of warmth trail along where the girls lips once were. The boy tilted his head up towards the sky, to arch his neck out to her. Timing just right, before her mouth enclosed around the small of his neck for a bite. Taking her hands in his own, and pushing his weight against her, and pushing her hands outwards. He changed the position so that she was pressed against the wall, "Hey babe, miss me?" The male whispered to her mouth close to her ear, as his voice was seductive. Grinning, his head flicked back, allowing the hood to fall back, to reveal forest green hair, that looked rather smexii on him. Leaning in and touching his lips to the edge of hers he smirked. Yet his head jerked back in unhuman speed, as a dagger came flying at his head in a fast motion. "Damn!" Flint hissed, as the next words entered his head. "Flint you bastard, what the hell do you think your doing?" The words were serious and fierce, as they came from a black haired and crimson eyed boy, standing at the foot of the alley. A dagger in his hand, and flipping inbetween his fingers in a skilled manner, showing the boy had experience with the weapon. His eyes were intense, murderious, and keen on watching the boy now known as Flint.


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[}Fay_D._Fluorite{]

^{{+I tried to _~kill~ the pain, but only brought *more*(so much more)+}}

Empty. Solitude. A quiet, dark alley somewhere along the streets that led to the bar. The concrete walls were heavily vandalized by colorful graffiti, adding a little bit of life, no matter how bare, to the grey atmosphere. The air was slightly damp, causing an aura of depressing for anyone who dwelled there too long.

An immortal boy with golden tresses was the only occupant of the area, though he was so still you wouldn't be able to tell -by his still form- that he was even alive, unless you ventured closer. He sat curled up against the wall, his legs pulled to his chest protectively, as if creating some sort of personal barrier. His head drooped sullenly, in a manner so that his lengthly bangs fell over his wavering, golden eye. A dagger clutched in one hand, a weapon the boy didn't normally use. He was weary, having deprived himself of blood the entire day, his last drink had been the night before. Surrounding him was an air of despair - of hopelessness.

Alone. It was a bittersweet moment for him, to be out of the presence of others. Red eyes, sore from previous tears. In this solitude, he could cry to his heart's content, without disturbing a single other soul.

Useless. Though it was a standard procedure, of the common event that everything -life- became to much. It consoled him not, nor did it serve a helpful purpose. It did nothing, there was nothing else he could do - to resort to.

It was really, really too much, this time. Thus, the reason for the dagger. Slowly lifting the blade to his wrist, the boy seemed to pause, his half-closed and tiresome eye seemed to observe the lustrous silver of the blade - as if he was seeing the inanimate object as a friend of some sort, as if he was internally grateful for it.

He flinched slightly, bringing the tip of the blade across his wrist horizontally in a delicate manner - the blood began to flow. He halted in his act, however, when the incision reached only an inch in length. All because of a certain, familiar voice.

"Flint you bastard, what the hell do you think your doing?"

Kenji?! That must mean...Frost?! In a streak of infuriated black, Fay left the premises in search of the origin of the awakening sound, the dagger dropping immediately against the cold ground as he did so. He traveled so fast, so desperately, that when he did come across the scene, it only appeared to Fay as a blur of colours. His eyes taking in the green presence - the enemy. He didn't know this person's crime against Frost, nor did he care. His searing, golden eye pierced the incognizant image of his target, his hallowed pupil a murderous slit of pure hell. The slender, sturdy talons' lethal points extended and apt, the right hand of the agile claws lunged out in a abnormally swift movement, mercilessly targeting the green-haired menace's chest.

[+Zeus+]

Kenji's and Flint's gazes locked together, and little sparks could have been seen by how intense it was. It was obvious the two despised one another, for reasons unknown. Flint smirked slightly, letting go, his grip that held onto Frost tightly. Taking a step back, he grinned showing his teeth as he did. "Hey, now I was just fooling around. Anyways Frost was the one who came to me first." Flint began, his eyes playful, "Even though she didn't know so, seeing as my scent got mixed with the humans, but she's free game." As he said this, his eyes glanced sideways giving Frost a fleeting look before Fay came rushing in.

"Now who the fuck is this-" Not given enough time to finish the sentence, before Fay came at him in an all out attack. Turning his stance into defense, the green haired boy lept out of the way of the incoming blow to the chest. Yet, that razor like claws caught him on the side, cutting into the skin slightly but not enough to harm him that much. "Hey, Psychopathic Jackass, this your little buddy?" Flint asked, glancing at Kenji, who had dagger in hand and ready. 'One more thing should make him snap.' Letting the thought linger, Flint tilted his head to the side, and used his inhuman speed over to Frost again. Leaning over, he pressed his lips against hers for a short moment, before Kenji snapped and lunged at him in a cat-like manner.

Groaning slightly in annoyance, Frost watched Kenji and Flint for the time being. She was against using her vampyre anything against fellow vampyres, even if they were being a total asshole, plus she was the one who turned Flint, so it was practically her own fault, and she would have to deal with it. If it be a normal guy though doing this to her, then god help the poor soul, the girl would have him begging for mercy in seconds. If Flint went to far though, she would impact him giving him harm and warning. "Fay?" Frost murmured to herself as he appeared.

Eyes keen on taking in Fay's present appearance, she picked out the cut on his wrist, and his slightly reddened eye, evidence to that he had been crying moments before hand. Frowning at this, she allowed herself to slid down against the wall, to sit on the ground and watch. "Fay, it's ok! Come here bud," Frost called over to him, she wanted him to calm down, she didn't want him, Kenji nor Flint getting injured, but she knew Flint would be getting an ass kicking from Kenji for his actions.

By this time, Frost was so caught up with Fay, that she didn't notice when Flint came over to steal a kiss. Blinking and eyes widening slightly at this sexual gesture, she jerked her head to the side when he backed away and went back to yelling at Kenji. Frost was tense, clearly debating whether to kill the boy herself now. Deciding against it though, she frowned and reached her arms out towards Fay. "Fay, Flint touched me in a sexual manner and now i'm scared for life, I want my Fay-Fay." Frost said Flint had really caught her off guard and it had fucked up her entire guard so now she wanted to get her mind off of it. She was going to need some distraction or she was going to go all Frosty on EVERYONES ass.

Watching as Flint had his 'scene' with Frost, Kenji seemed to have his eyes focusing elsewhere, and now and then he would twitch, but it was more like a shudder that rippled though-out his body. He seemed to be trying to keep his cool, but when you were as protective as Kenji, you would die and friggin' come back from hell just to protect that one person. A loud growl came up from his throat, and he was suddenly infront of Flint in a blink of the eye, using his speed. Pupils were cat-like slits once more, and his fangs were bared, "Flint, i'm going to fucking snap your head off!" Kenji hissed, before lunging at the boy. But, when Flint hit the ground, it wasn't Kenji who was pinning him, it was a large feline, white tiger to be exact.

Kenji felt himself morph and sweared to himself in his mind, but he was to caught up in the moment. Fangs bared, and ears pulled back, Kenji let out a loud startling roar, as his claws dug into and pierced Flint's shoulders.[/blockquote][/size]

((If Fay's a neko, like how we were talking about, he would have to morph into kitty Fay soon, cause of his temper. -pokes the neko rules, When a neko becomes angered to a point, they change against their will, even if the person is 100% neko or 1% neko it doesn't matter- That's why Kenji changed))

[}Fay_D._Fluorite{]

After his impulsive attack carried through, Fay wasn't sure if he had been successful in harming the boy or not. Stumbling back a few steps, due to deprivation of blood, his eye remained intent on Flint, taking in the minor impalement on the vampyre's side. At least it was something. Though he didn't understand what this Flint guy did, he knew he had wronged Frosty, and merely for that, Fay felt the irrational urge to rip the guy to shreds. He started to take off after Flint again, determined to put in more than a scratch to the side, but ended up turning to face Frost as she tried to calm him down, "Frost, what did he do to you?" Now, Fay wasn't the kind to actually yell when he was the most angry. He was more of a cold and silent kind of person when pissed off, thus his voice was frozen yet venomous as he prompted to know of Flint's crime. The sound of her voice did calm him some, though, and it momentarily distracted him from his murderous intentions. His claws remained brandished, though.

He considered going over to Frost, and resisting attacking Flint again. Kenji would probably end up murdering him, anyway. Good Riddance.

Taking a deep breath, he was assured he could manage at least that much - to control himself enough not to hurt Flint. Tentative still, he started walking over to Frost at a patient, human pace, but before he could... Flint did something to Frost- something that made Fay have second thoughts on allowing the scoundrel off of his hit list. His anger began escalating again, and it took all his willpower to remain where he was standing, when every part of him wanted to aid Kenji, who was now in the process of taking out his own rage on Flint.

Hearing Frost, Fay's slitted eye reverted to a gentle round as it changed it's focus to her, a small but genuine smile appeared at the nickname she had called him. Even though Flint had so unwelcomely intruded her, Frost was still composed, trying to calm both Fay and herself, knowing Kenji was out of hands. She managed, and his orb fell to the ground guiltily. Fine... I won't attack him anymore if you don't want me too... The reason he came was for her, anyway, so going against her will would have defeated the purpose. He forced his hostile claws to slide back into his fingertips.

Exasperated, Fay plopped down to sit on the pavement, sighing heavily to himself, his former melancholia began to take over again. Wanting to be rid of it, he tried to distract himself by glancing over at Kenji and Flint. Since doing so was only serving to stir up his anger again, he alternated his gaze to the ground. He couldn't bring himself to put up his happy facade as usual, not today...

[+Zeus+]

Carrying on with his attack, Kenji let out a hiss before striking at Flint's neck with his maw, fangs ready to pierce through the skin. Claws hooking in wards to have a firm hold on his prey, he let out a growl when he found nothing under him. Eyes narrowed, as the white tiger stood up and slashed his paw out at the ground where Flint was. 'Dammit!' Kenji thought to himself, Vampyre's could 'teleport' it was mostly unheard of seeing as usually they didn't but it was possible. Blood colored eyes scanning around, the tiger crouched down, and had one paw in front of the other. Ready to attack.

Watching as Fay decided to come over, a relieved sigh followed. Sitting up straighter as the boy plopped himself down next to her, Frost looked at him. "Fay, i'm fine. Flint's just being an ass." As she said this, a hand reached out to grasp his hand gently and bring it over on her lap, as she inspected the small cut on his wrist. Although, she was slightly worried about him doing this, she wouldn't bug him about it to much, wasn't her place to put her two cents worth in. Skimming her index finger over the cut to rid the access tainted liquid from his wrist, Frost wiped it on her jeans, not really caring about it staining them she had hundreds of others at home. "How are you feeling?" Inquiring this as her eyes shifting to his gaze and she returned the smile.

Hearing his thought, she seemed to smile. "Thanks," Leaning over and giving him a one armed hug for gratitude, Frost kept her other hand grasping his and keeping it placed where it was, wanting to make sure that the cut didn't bleed to much really, even though it was small. Shifting so her back was up against the wall again, her irises focused on Kenji, who seemed to have lost Flint and was pretty pissed about it. The green haired boy would return soon, usually it took a lot of energy to teleport like that, so he was probably resting for a few minutes until he returned.

"Fay, anything I can do for you?" Her orbs were focused back on him, watching as he seemed to desperately try to use anything to distract himself. His content facade was put on at the moment, but Frost didn't mind, she never asked Fay to be anyone other then himself, because he didn't need to be anyone but himself. It would be selfish wouldn't it? Going to someone and asking them to act differently for your own personal enjoyment, Frost didn't ask Kenjirz to be different either...but maybe sometimes it would be for the better if she did. Kenji could get pretty weird.

((FLINT WILL BE BACK! xDD))

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[}Fay_D._Fluorite{]

"Fay, I'm fine. Flint's just being an ass."

Fay nodded, glancing over in the direction Kenji and Flint were. Fay's eyes widened in confusion, taking in the fact that Flint was no longer there, Sleazy bastard must have vanished..., He thought repugnantly, watching Kenji prepare himself for the other vampyre's inevitable return.

He blinked curiously when Frost lifted his hand into her lap, his eye following it inquisitively, wondering what she was doing. Once he realized she was analyzing the self-afflicted cut on his wrist, or even that she had noticed it, his eye deterred from her current actions abashedly, "Sorry...," He remorsed in a low mutter, turning back to her, his smile faded into a weary line, "...I don't know why I did that..." Fay admitted, hanging his head slightly as he sighed.

Fay gazed solemnly at the cut, as Frost removed the external crimson from it, and thought back on earlier. He had heard many times, how dangerous it was to cut your wrists horizontally, that if it cut through the right veins you could bleed to death. He was sure, at that moment, such a fate was what he wanted, what he intended. Being alone was a dangerous thing for him, he couldn't think straight. Nothing mattered to him. Unlike now, when he was with Frost, certain things always came back to perspective.

His gilt orb flickered responsively to meet her gaze when she asked next query.

"How are you feeling?"

His brain's automatic impulse was to respond with the usual, smiling in his 'I'm perfectly fine, can't you tell since I'm smiling?' manner. However, instead his smile dropped completely to a disheartened frown, as if it was an answer enough. He wasn't fine, though he was better, truth be told, now that he was no longer alone and in the presence of his beloved Frosty.

His smile returned, if only slightly, as Frosty gave him a one-armed hug. His mood wasn't exactly lightened, but he was comforted still, by the gesture. He was glad he pleased Frosty.

"Fay, anything I can do for you?"

Fay shook his head slowly, his hand enclosing around Frost's grasp, and he responded graciously, "No, this is enough..." He hinted gratefully, his fingers squeezing her hand momentarily as he said so. Then, he closed his eye, exhaustion beginning to get to him. He would have to feed soon, since he had practically starved himself the entire day. He would attend to that later, though, because he didn't want to leave Frost whilst he knew Flint would surely be returning shortly. He was sure Kenji could handle Flint on his own, but still, it was just one of those more complicated things...

[+Zeus+]

Fay's apoligy came into her mind, and she gave him a look, as if it was unnessasary. As long as he didn't hurt himself to much, she would be fine with this. As long as he did nothing else like start jumping infront of cars, or test the lycan's temper, compared to those, this small little cut was really nothing, but this one cut could turn into an addiction and that's what got Frost mostly. "I don't want to start sounding all leader-ish on you, but as your friend, can I say that I wouldn't mind you stopping this, because i'm worried about you. With-out it sounding like a demand?" Saying this, Frost kept a light grasp on his hand, sometimes people get confused on what was a command and what was a suggestion, she disliked that. And she defiantly didn't want Fay thinking that she would play the leader card on him if he did something she disliked.

Casting her gaze back to Fay's face, she watched as he paused, before allowing his face to drop. Frost took that as a 'No. I really am not ok.' Letting a comforting smile come to her face, she didn't judge him by his action, nobody was perfect. After the hug, he seemingly displayed a slight smile.

Feeling his hand enclose around hers, Frost's own grip tightened slightly. "Ok, I can handle this then." Frost said jokingly, as his eyelid drooped over and his eye closed. "You should go feed," As the words escaped her mouth, Frost took notice in the fact that she herself didn't feed either. Seeing as Flint was her desired target, and he turned out to be himself, the asshole. She could stall though, she was comfident in her self control for not attacking random people, and she had enough energy to go on without feeling tired.

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[}Fay_D._Fluorite{]

"I don't want to start sounding all leader-ish on you, but as your friend, can I say that I wouldn't mind you stopping this, because I'm worried about you. With-out it sounding like a demand?"

Fay sighed, as if in reluctance to answer, but then his eye shifted thoughtfully to his impaled wrist as he took her statement into deep consideration. Just another reason that Frost was a great friend: She could have simply ordered him to oblige to her wishes, it would have been much easier, on her part - Instead, she had selflessly voiced her opinion on the matter, allowing him to choose for himself. If she had put it in 'command form', he would have, naturally, obeyed.

There was no further need to consider - once she had made it very clear she would be unhappy if he continued as so, it was if his decision was already set in stone, "Yes ma'am, Frosty-boss~" He replied in a teasing chime, still retaining his rare, genuine smile, speaking the words with enough casualty to be correctly deciphered as not a follower obliging to his leader's order, but as a friend conforming to preserve a precious comrade's contentment.

"You should go feed,"

Fay's eyelid slid open halfway, revealing his golden iris as he cast her a sideways glance, "I know," He replied in blunt simplicity, "And so should you," He stated his observation intuitively. Though Frost was seemingly flawless at concealing her current thirst, a couple-hundred years made all the difference in his perception of her - in his eyes, her hunger was perfectly evident, "I'd prefer to stay by your side until I'm sure Flint will leave you alone for now, but, if you completely insist I guess I'll have no choice..." Fay mused uneasily, though trailing off in unexpected guilt of what he said, biting his lip slightly in regret. He knew Frost didn't like to come off as a controlling sort of person to him, thus the need for him to feel apologetic: an impulsive feeling that he expressed through his gaze upon her.

[+Zeus+]

Scrunching her nose up slightly, "Ewww, Fay, Don't call me ma'am. Makes me sound old." She mused, laughing at that, she was pretty old yet didn't look it. "I'll start calling you grandpa randomly now, just to make myself feel better about my age," Joking, Frost watched as the white tiger growled once before lowering it's haunches into a sit. Fixing her icy orbs back to Fay, Frost could feel her guard drop completely, as if it wasn't needed. Shifting her position to a more comfortable one, her hand tightened around the boys lightly, to make sure he didn't retract it away.

Shifting her eyes away from Fay and focusing them on the ground, Frost looked like a guilty child, "I'm fine, not feeding doesn't effect me for about two days." Muttering this, Frost always had Kenji to feed from, feeding from fellow vamps wasn't weird, some did it instead of taking it from an human. Some disliked it, thinking it was wrong, but all vampyres were humanoids at some point, with 'some' exceptions, so it was fine, and vampyre mates usually did that. The only reason Frost could hear Kenji's thoughts were the fact that she had drank from him before, seeing as whoever you drink from can hear your thoughts, and Kenji could hear hers.

Shrugging her shoulders, and giving Fay a glimpse, Frost inquired, "You could just feed from me if you want, I don't care."

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[}Fay_D._Fluorite{]

Fay laughed at her response, "Well, you are pretty old, even compared to most immortals like myself," Fay stated truthfully, "Oh, since when did I become a 'Grandpa'? My age must be affecting my memory, or whatever happens to most old people..." Fay added, feeling the slight application of pressure as Frost's hand tightened around his. It didn't bother him in the least, since he had no intention whatsoever of withdrawing it. His gaze shifted momentarily to scour for any appearance of Flint, before returning his orb to Frost's.

"I'm fine, not feeding doesn't effect me for about two days."

Catching the guilty downcast of her gaze, Fay took this into consideration, then nodded slightly in acceptance. It was merely suggestion, and being the vampyre leader and all he knew she was responsible enough not to allow her hunger to drag on too long, so it was really nothing to worry about.

"You could just feed from me if you want, I don't care."

His eye grew wide in surprise at this, for he was evidently not expecting her to say such a thing. Catching her glimpse, Fay held his gaze there inquisitively as if trying to confirm if she was really serious about her query. "Really, you don't mind? I mean, are you really, really sure it's okay for me to do that?" Fay asked unsurely, knowing all to well the consequences of allowing another vampyre to drink your blood. It would mean he would be able to read Frost's thoughts, and he wasn't sure if she wanted her mind so freely open to him - especially being the head vamp and all.

Fay had always assumed she didn't allow just anyone that privilege - except maybe the newly-discovered Kenji. He didn't want Frost just to go off making such a decision without being absolute, since he would feel bad if she one day regretted giving him the ability to read her thoughts, "Don't just say that without thinking it through, because you know I'll be able to read your thoughts like an open book after this. Don't go off and do something you'll just come to regret," Fay prompted, waiting apprehensively for a response.

[[ ....did Flint poof or is he coming back xDD? ]]