Lost city.( vampire, lycan etc roleplay,Open to all)

[shadowoftheheart]

I listened to her words, a severe look on my face. I simply nodded, allowing her to speak, and considering my words carefully.

"Something new is here...something powerfully magic..something lycan."

I looked at Garnet carefully.

"Really? I am surprised that you can sense that. I am continually amazed at your power .. the depth and breadth of your magical abilities.
"Garnet .. however that is .. I must tell you now, that I sought to conquer you. To make you, as you correctly noted, a pet. A plaything. I can see now, that you are too powerful even now for that to ever be. I accept that. If you remain loyal to me, I will help you in any way I can: I don't want to fight you any more. What's done cannot be undone, but I believe still, as I have always, that you will soon come to thank me for liberating you from mortality."

I took a deep, if unnecessary breath.

"Now, this Lycan. What can you tell me about him .. or her?"

 

[Keldun_Rae]

The new arrival.

Wandering the streets of the city, he watches the shadows carefully. Danger can be found anywhere, he knows, and too often is. He also keeps an eye on the rooftops while occasionaly watching the everyday routine activities of those others on the street.

There! Across the street, near the opening of that alley, someone else looking at everyone and everything. But with a hand in his coat as if out to cause trouble for some helpless person.

Making his way across the street, he makes himself appear to be just another typical person in the crowd, unassuming, and vulnerable. When he nears the alley-way and the man he noted, he keeps his eyes looking franticly around him as if afraid of being attacked.

The man by the alley grins then pulls Tassiar into the dark alley, demanding his wallet and jewelery, threatening to stab him with his knife if he doesn't.

Tassiar at first continues his act of seeming to be afraid while studying the man. "Please, man, I have a wife and a baby at home! I'll give you my money, just don't hurt me!"

The man pulls out his knife and once more threatens Tassiar with it, saying he has five seconds to hand over the money and jewelery.

"..5....."

Tass forces tears from his eyes while tensing his arms, getting ready to act.

"..4....."

Tass begins begging pathiticly to just be left alone.

"..3....."

Tassiar growls deeply, like a wolf.

"..2....." The man looks a little uncertain now, sort of confused.

"This has gone on long enough." He reaches out with incredible speed, grabbing the mans wrist that has the knife in the hand and snaps it back, breaking it like a twig. He then grabs the man by the throat with his free hand and lifts him a clear foot of the ground, throwing him against the wall of the building. Looking at the man laying unconcious at his feet, Tassiar forces himself to calm down before stepping back out onto the sidewalk and continuing his walk.

 

[PredatorX]

Laurent stood and held Aurelia as she told him about the Lycans. It was much he was confused about these days. In fact the confusion started the night before. It was not many things he was sure of anymore.

Most of those thoughts and feelings was caused by the female in his arms. One thing he was sure of though was his concern to keep her safe. the reason behind that concern was unknown to him though.

All had been so easy and uncomplicated before he met her. Before he just kept on existing with life, or whatever you could call it when you just existed. Now when he had met Aurelia he had got back some feelings he had rather seen buried forever.

Desire, caring and the feel of belonging. He was not sure how he should behave or act. One thing he was pretty sure of was that she would seek out the Lycans on her own if he didn´t accompany her. Sighing softly he says to her. "I will go with you."

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

"I will go with you," Laurent said to me with a soft sigh. I smiled and pulled him gently towards the balcony.

"Come then, my love. There are new prescences in the city. Garnet feels them and so do I. We should be careful." Standing on the balcony, I let the night wind caress my body for a moment, and then with a playful smile, I turned to mist and began the search for the lycan couple. The warehouse where they had been last night, scented deeply of the male, and so I decided to begin my search there. I had no idea if they would still be there, but it was a start.

 

[blackopal19]

Garnet sought the feeling that was so deep in her, and tried to concentrate on it. Pictures in her mind were blurry, and not offering any real details...except that what she was sensing was a powerful object. A weapon of sorts.

"It's a weapon...a blade."

Confusion filled her head. She wanted so desperatly to be normal again..to be free as she thought. However, each moment seemed to hold more promise...more power in her vampire form. She wanted so desperatly to resist...to resist the vampire who had made her...but she was coming ever closer to wanting to explore and accept who she was now.

ooc- I'm back on schedule now!

 

[shadowoftheheart]

I frowned.

"The lycan is fairly unremarkable, in and of himself. I can tell that much. This blade, however .. is serious. Garnet, will your old contacts still accept you as you are? We need to find out all we can about this new threat.
"Aurelia still is apparently able to sense my thoughts, as she knows that you can sense this new threat. Come, we must be off. We must feed, and I will of course protect you as you do so. Once that has been done, we will find as much as we can about this new threat."

I opened the porch doors, and stepped out into the brisk night air.

"Come Garnet. It is wonderful night, and together ... we can make it ours."

 

[blackopal19]

"Of course they would. I do not foresee any problems with most of my clients."

Some of them she wasn't so sure about. Most of them didn't know who or what she was exactly, only that she provide unamable services that they needed. Obviously some would know or sense the change in her...needlessly to say the few lycans she knew she had provided magic for. But she would deal with that later.

The vampire inside her needed to feed. And she couldn't hold that back anymore.

She stepped to the balcony with Talia. She closed her eyes and took in the soft breeze of night.

"I need no such protection."

Then in a moment her body broke into thousands of pinpoints of light that darted off into the night.

 

[Rufus the Mad]

Jack sat, restless and twitchy, at the doorway to his hideaway. He always did get a bit high-strung when he was hunting, and had almost forgotten how good the rush of adrenaline could feel. His companion, the curvacious Ryasant, had been dead on her feet by mid-day, and he had sent her home to get some sleep, knowing all too well that she would probably not make it back in time to aid him against the Vampiric visitors he knew were coming.

He knew they would be here for one simple reason. Pride. That younger female, the one that he had only just seen last night but had been tracking for the better part of two days was a proud one, and would not stand for being hunted by an unknown adversary. He wasn't sure how many of the others would be tagging along though, and that was the trouble. Well, if worse came to it, he would fight, and to hell with propriety, though that was the last thing he wanted. He felt again for the heft of the wickedly curved and razor-sharp blade in the small of his back, a remnant from the Hindi rebellions against the overbearing British. The so-called "National Knife" of Nepal, and feared and revered in the hands of those trained in their use, the Gurkha was heavy against his skin, and stood as a good reminder of what happened when one group sought too much control.

But even though his way was always one of negotiations first, tricks and misdirections second, and combat only if nothing else worked, but that had never quite seemed to find its way to the more primal parts of his hunters brain. The prospect of hunting, even to simply track and observe, had him as revved as most Lycans get before a full battle, and his sences were keyed to their utmost. Every twitch of movement drew his eye, the whispering of the wind through the trees two blocks away sang loudly in his blood-heated ears, and his mouth hung open slightly, drawing the myriad scents of the city across his sensitive palate to better pick out any traces of his quarry. He hadn't bothered to revert to his human appearance, but instead still sat in the comfortable strength of his half-form, luxuriating in the play of tendon over bone as he stretched, but staying under the ragged and patched poncho he wore draped over his muscular frame. Unlike some of his furry brethren, the Lynx was not some towering giant of hair and claws, but only topped out at just over six foot even in this form. His body was build more for stealth and speed than intimidation, and though he had nothing on those steroid freaks that threw cars around when they got mad, he had a generous share of strength packed under that grey pelt. Enough that he had no real worries about facing off against one or two of these younger toothsomes, anyway. Talia, now there was a problem.

He simply wasn't certain he could take her in a fair fight, if there was such a thing, and didn't relish the thought of having to find out. Yet there may be a way out of it. It had looked last night like she was struggling for control of her little cabal, as though the irreverent natures of this newer generation were playing havoc with her older sensibilities... If it came to it, the old Lynx wondered if she might not actually be a bit grateful to him if he removed a troublesome underling or two for her...

An interesting thought indeed, and one he fully intended to speak to her about when they had the opportunity.

 

[Keldun_Rae]

As he strolls casualy along the sidewalk, keeping an eye on his surroundings, he seems to give off an aura of wanting nothing more than to relax. He keeps polite, but turns down the offers of a few street ladies as he walks and glares at one man attempting to sell him drugs.

"Why do things always have to be this way? I just want to be left alone."

 

[blackopal19]

Garnet sped over the city in her unusual form, before landing in a deserted alley where her pinpoints of light reformed into her normal self once more.

She could sense the magic item even stronger now. But that had to wait. She needed to feed.

She walked along, passing among the late crowd of humans...feeling their energy and for a moment feeling as if she belonged...and then she saw him. He was middle aged...and probably going through his mid life crisis by the way he was dressed.....

It didn't take much effort to lure him into a corner. For a moment she let him feel her..kiss her...before she locked her lips around his neck and let the inner moster that was her vampire self loose. In a moment it was over, she knew she had gone too far and tears fell from her cheeks as she let his limp body fall. She couldn't bare to look at it and quickly left the scene.

As she walked she started to notice things. Odd things...it was becoming so much easier to pick the lycans and the humans who practiced magic out of the crowd. She was walking without a purpose..but soon it became apparent that her body was slowly gravitating towards something...and as she realized it she came to a stop. The magic that was inside of her was wanting to find the object that she sensed.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

I sighed deeply. Well, Garnet would get her self into trouble, I sensed, so I followed her at a distance.

I chuckled gleefully as she drained the middle-aged man to death, and shook my head at her tears. So young .. well, she would learn like the rest of us .. or her sentimentality would destroy her.

Letting her go for the moment, I swept down and picked up the body. Once more, I didn't care about Jack's request .. but decided it'd be best to pick up after my youngling at least for now.

I took the body somewhere it likely wouldn't be found: An old auto junkyard. I placed it in the trunk of a car in queue to be crushed. So much for that.

Well, I had no way to find Garnet, with no mental connection with her. I hoped that, should she find trouble, that she would drop her defenses and contact me.

So, I went off to hunt. Nothing else I could do.

 

[PredatorX]

Sighing again Laurent turns to mist and follows Aurelia. Feeling vulnerable he keeps a little distance from her. His senses says they are walking in to danger. Maybe running into something they can´t handle. But on the other hand. Laurent had killed his share of Lycans in the old days.

He gazes down on the street and see the usual rubble of peaple. Outcasts, drug addicts and whores. He turns and follow the mist that is Aurelia again. "I´m right behind you."

 

[Keldun_Rae]

After walking for a few more blocks, he stops for a bit of a break and has a seat on a bench outside a bank by a bus stop. A bus comes by after a few minutes, but Tassiar just waves it on.

"What to do on a night like this? Off to a fine start already. I wonder if there's anyone worthwile in this city, or just a bunch of people who don't give a rats ass."

 

[shadowoftheheart]

It didn't take too long to find a victim. She was a young woman, dressed in loud, tacky clothing that screamed whore. Someone who would not, in this city, be missed or mourned.

I drained the last drop from her body, allowing her to crumple to the ground in the alleyway. I was about to pick her up to deposit her safely, when ... I sensed it,

Lycan. Somewhere nearby. Not a familiar lycan. Perhaps the powerful one with the magical weapon. Deciding to seek safety for the moment, I lept to the rooftop of a nearby building, and waited ....

 

[blackopal19]

Despite wanting to find the one with such a powerful magical object she decided to be smart. It didn't take Garnet long to find an old client of hers.

He was petrified to find that she was a vampire. However, he did tell her of a new arrival to the city. A lycan. A warrior. Other than that the man couldn't say more. She let him go.

She also spied Talia. But she kept on, in the shadows, not wanting to be seen by her quite yet. She had a precious few more hours of her potion yet.

Garnets wandering brings her to man at a bus stop. She stayed well back, but her insides were on fire. This is the one with the blade! The Power that she had sensed so much.

 

[Keldun_Rae]

After several more moments, he stands and stretches out his arms and shoulders. Looking around casually, he thinks he sees a woman not too far away, seeming as if to be watching her. Bowing deeply and politely, he waves to her and walks across the street, just wandering aimlessly.

So what to do now? Vampires, Lycans, and who knows what else in this city. Is there peace? War? How can I know? Impossible, without someone to tell me these things. Well, I guess I need to find someone then.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

So. I have found them, without looking. How wonderful.

Or, I assume the unfamilliar lycan is he .. as he and Garnet move toward one another. With great interest, I perch on the edge of the rooftop, watching the scene play out.

I wonder what is going through Garnet's mind. Should I intervene ... no. I will wait, and watch. She is young and foolish, and he is powerful. Very. What will they discuss? Again, best to hold back. Wait. Watch. I will come to Garnet's aid if she needs it ... after she suffers a little, for her foolishness.

 

[blackopal19]

Garnet stepped from the shadows as the man approached. It was apparent her stealth skills needed work, or perhaps she had overlooked it in her eagerness to be drawn to the magic. No worries, she told herself, she had other ways to protect herself.

Thoughts ran through her head. Now would be a good time to use one of her favorite spells, the one where her little dragon protector would be useful. But, why should she show her power quite yet?

He walked as if without a purpose, but Garnet knew it was a farce.

 

[Keldun_Rae]

Bows deeply to the woman before him, the one in the shadows. He can sense power in her, but he's not quite certain as to the source of it.

"Good evening, miss. And how are you this night? Does it find you well or is there perhaps something troubling you? I'm new in this city and as yet know no-one or the ways of things here. Perhaps you'd be able to help me? I have no knowledge as to who holds positions of athourity here, and maybe you could tell me. If not, then I'll be on my way, I guess, and hopefully find somone that can assist me."

 

[blackopal19]

Oh how lovely, Garnet thought. He didn't know who or what was the real power of the city.

"You are a traveler? Well then what is your business in this city, as it doesn't cater well to outsiders."

She walked carefully around him, scrutinizing him. The magic inside her wanted so desperatly to find..to know about the object in which he possesses.

"You say you want to know who runs this city? Well...that is a hard question to answer. I guess it lays in what type of person you are."

 

[Keldun_Rae]

"How do you mean, what type of person am I? That's a very vauge way of putting things. I could say I'm a banker, a drug dealer, a gas station employee... See what I mean? If you want information from me, you'll need to be more specific yourself."

Putting his hand inside his jacket breifly, he draws just an inch of the sword from it's scabbard before sliding it back in and removing his hand. Studying the woman before him once more, he seems to be re-asessing her.

"Well now. Isn't that interesting?"

 

[Rufus the Mad]

Happy Jack yawned widely, his feline jaws seeming to all but unhinge in response to the unbidden wave of exhaustion that threatened to crush him. He had been awake now for almost fourty-eight hours straight, kept awake and alert by the almost mystical power of the stimulating tea that he had been drinking.

Snapping his mouth closed, those glistening teeth vanishing once more behind that grey fur, the Lynx scoured the nearby area one more time. The Vamps were late, and that could only mean one thing... people were dying somewhere in the dark. His green eyes narrowed dangerously at the thought. He had meant what he said, and would not interfere with their feeding. Killing for the sheer pleasure of it, however, would lead to problems he was hoping to avoid.

Suddenly the air seemed to sizzle with electricity, snapping and popping in his sensitive ears like crumpled christmas wrapping in the hands of a three year old. Something new was in the mix, a flash of raw power that banished thoughts of sleep from his mind and made his claws flex out in response. Before he even thought of why, he was moving, rushing through the shadows and gathered detrius of the moldering city streets, intent only on that single pulse of mystical strength that he had felt.

Drawing close, his nose was able to discern other scents, both new and familiar... Garnet... so recently stolen from humanity, and possessed of a strength all her own. She was near, and not alone. Amidst the swirling fumes and vapors of the old city, riding the ether that made up the atmosphere in more ways than one came the lingering traces of the other. A Wolf... and a male to boot. Damn it!

The old Lynx knew, all to well in fact, that such a creature could slaughter the young Vampire, destroying her simply because of what she was. She had power, yes, and would defend herself. Of this he had no doubt, but only at the expense of the cityscape that surrounded them! Dead bodies, missing people, these were explainable, at least in part. Blasted buildings and unexpected mountains of erupted earth... now that was almost impossible!

Falling to all fours, the Lynx put on speed, his claws digging into the grimy undercoat of the street as he pushed himself onward. His loose fitting clothes flapping in the passing breeze the powerful yet compact cat tore through the dark, and soon came upon the pair as they spoke. Screeching to a halt, his nails catching and clinging in the cracks and crevices that abounded throughout the area, Jack stopped well in the shadows, downwind of the pair, though in the canyons of the city he knew it wouldn't take long for the Wolf to pick him out. Best now to watch, to gain information and understanding before he interferred...

 

[blackopal19]

She studied him as she knew he was studying her.

"Well now, Mr. Banker, Drug dealer, and Gas Station employee...I think you know exactly what I mean. Not many are drawn to this city, especially at night without having some talent or another."

She knew she was on dangerous ground. She didn't want to give too much of herself, yet she knew this man/lycan before her wasn't born yesterday and could make assumptions himself.

And then he moved his jacket just a bit, and revealed to her just a glimpse of the magic she sought.

"Well now. Isn't that interesting?"

"Quite so, in fact. You could say I am a collector of such things. Pray tell, where did you come across such a blade?"

 

[Keldun_Rae]

Shakes his head slowly and sadly at the young woman. Looking her ovr once more, he sighs deeply and leans slightly against a lamp-pole.

"My young friend, you reveal too much. More than most would consider safe. Who knows who may be watching and listening. But I have a feeling about you, and after all I've seen, heard, and done, I listen to my instincts. I won't tell you a word of what you want to know do to your fool-hardiness in revealing more than is proper. Go out into the streets, learn what you can, and heed what you learn. Once you know more and understand it, then by all means feel free to approach me once more. But it's imperative to gain experience in life before approaching someone unknown in such a blatant way and all but demanding information. I bid you good night, miss. Be well and learn."

With that, he bows deeply to her before walking up the street, unknowingly in the direction of the Lynx.

 

[blackopal19]

She all but glared at him.Perhaps he was right in some regards...but this was her city. It was her own magic that helped or hindered most who beleived in t her Powers. True, she was just a baby as a vampire, but she had more than enough experience on the streets of this city as a sorceress. In other words, she wasn't used to being talked down to as a child, even if she was being rather forward.

It was obvious then that the lycan couldn't sense what she could. Which was alright at the moment. But still, she couldn't let her anger go without just a little bit of an outburst, although she held back the urge to send a spell his way.

"It is you, mister, who needs to learn the way of the streets. You speak of experience, but yet you cannot see what is infront of your very own eyes."

She said it more for herself, than him, but made no effort to keep her voice low. If he heard it so be it. But she knew it wouldn't be the last she would see of him. No, she needed...desired...to know more about his blade.

She stood and waited for a few minutes and watched the arrogant lycan walk into the shadows. She concentrated and burst into a million points of light that sped in all directions.

She regrouped herself near Talia on the roof. Might as well get it over with, she thought to herself.