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Post by Samantha Firewolf on Jul 29, 2011 12:23:27 GMT
Sam had been coming into the city a bit more lately, now that it was nearly impossible to ignore the sights of the city. She made sure to have a good long drink of blood before she came, so she would hopefully be inconspicous. She had bought a new outfit, similar to her corset and skirt with the puffed sleeve shirt, but this one was a rich crimson hue that set off the slight brown highlights that were in her hair.
Bright, attentive sapphire blue gaze flicked about as she made sure not to bump into anyone. She was wearing plain black flats with this outfit, and her long blonde hair was pulled into a stylish ponytail, revealing the ribbon choker and her slender neck. She adjusted the choker just a bit, so that it wouldn't slip down further which would reveal two perfectly round scars on her neck. A farewell gift so to speak from Lord Firewolf-her sire. She stopped, right at the center of the bridge, and carefully sat on the railing, grasping the steel with a firm hand. At least she wouldn't get pushed in. "Such a lovely night" She gazed up at the cloudless sky, the crescent moon shining brightly amongst billions of stars.
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Post by Leo on Jul 31, 2011 8:45:00 GMT
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Black long leather trench rippled around legs that carried the lithe porcelain skinned body over the ground. Beneath the trench lay a muscled torso and legs, coated in black. Pale ice blue eyes roved over the rivers edge as he gave a soft sigh. Oh he wasn't walking for pleasure, he was patrolling.
He could sense a vampire around, he needed to know what its business was. Of course he was always ready to pull out his guns should he have to. Let them do the talking not him. It would all depend on what he came across.
He heard something coming at him from the shadows of a nearby building, drawing Trucido without even glancing taking the shot rapidly and calmly not even looking to check it was dead. He knew it would be, and no doubt rapidly disintegrating as well. No instead he simply kept walking, returning the weapon to where he kept it, stuffed in the back of his jeans, out of sight of eyes under his coat.
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Post by Samantha Firewolf on Jul 31, 2011 8:54:15 GMT
Sam glanced over at the sound of a shot ringing in the quiet night air. The 600 year old Vampire female tilted her head curiously to the left, the scent of a human wafting into her senses. She blinked, and frowned, glancing over at the sound of the disturbance. "You know..it is dangerous for humans this time of night.." She stated calmly, though her voice was hardly threatening, in fact, it sounded almost human. She pulled her ponytail out, letting her long blonde hair flutter in the night's breeze.
"I'm not going to harm you..I don't hunt humans" She said calmly, and returned her gaze to the cloudless night. Sam thoroughly enjoyed nights like this. She put her hair back into her ponytail, and gave a quiet sigh. She was personally glad she had drinken her fill from her blood room at the estate, or she'd be going crazy for hunger. Her gaze was alert, watchful, and she glanced over at the silver-haired male again.
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Post by Leo on Aug 1, 2011 7:06:49 GMT
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Leo had silently slipped closer giving a smirk "Sometimes it is easier for a person to walk the night then to face the light" he stated quietly to her comment of 'its not safe for humans at night'. "Besides, I seem to know enough to know how to protect myself do I not?" He added on calmly.
Under the moons light his hair and skin seemed to be even paler. A soft sound escaped the half breeds throat as he enjoyed watching the world in shades of blues and greys, marred slightly by the orange-white glow of street lights. Still in a bizzare way the picture was beautiful. The lights reflecting to the river gave the place an otherworldly beauty. Like there was a whole other world in the river.
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Post by Samantha Firewolf on Aug 1, 2011 7:28:20 GMT
Sam cocked her head to the left, he smelled of human, but there was an unearthliness about him. The gentle porcelain white of his hair and his skin. Samantha was slightly confused, and it showed for a flash of a moment on her features, but then was gone just as quickly, replaced by her signature serene mask. "It seems you're well equipped to hunt but you smell human, though you look far too ethereal for that, you're not a slayer, or you would have killed me already." She hadn't come across someone like this before, it befuddled her. He was beautiful, but dangerously so, she could see it in his lithe form.
"What are you?" She inquired, making sure not to sound so rude as to have him walk away from her; she needed to know, her curiosity was getting the better of her. SHe sighed a little, taking a small blood bag out of her pocket. Tearing it open with her canines, she drank deeply, the letters on the bag stated that the blood was AB+. Sam finished it within a matter of seconds, and crumpled up the plastic bag, tossing it into a garbage can nearby. Once that was done with, she turned back to the odd creature, sapphire-hued gaze unwavering with her question.
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