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

[blackopal19]

Garnet easily takes a step back, just barely out of reach from her grasp. She knew better than to run, knowing full well the capabilities of vampires. Yet she did not want to remain in the company of this Talia any longer.

"My Power is of my own. What do you wish of me? Or of the younger vamp you are terrifying?"

 

[shadowoftheheart]

I chuckle softly.

"Of course. It is quite simple. Power. What else is there? You interest and excite me. Your power and talent is, quite simply, very attractive to me, and I desire to sample your blood. And more than sample. I thirst for blood, and tire of these games. Fear not, for I will not ... destroy you tonight."

The time has come, to show her that however much I toy with her, her life is mine to deal with as I desire.

I reach out to her throat with one hand, the other grabs at her forearm. Tonight, now, I will at last Taste her.

 

[blackopal19]

Garnet feels Talia's hand grasp her throat like a vise. The other closes around her arm. Her free hand tries to tug at the arm, even though she knows she doesn't have the strength...

Fear.

Her thoughts race with fear. But she refuses to utter a cry or scream.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

"Yes, fear me. I regret that I must resort to such low, brutal methods, but I must sample you and you leave me no other option."

I pull her roughly to me, and smirk at her. I can sense, somehow, that she has never experienced this level of fear: Her value as a sorceress, as a broker of magical items, has served her well. Til now.

I lower my mouth, fangs out and ready, to her throat.

And they sink into her flesh, with a soft crunching sound.

The release of blood, its sweetness, the heady richness of power that I can taste there ... it's like a fine wine. To be savored. Slowly. My Will must remain strong. Just a little more. A little more.

And a lick to the wound. It stops bleeding, and I have sampled Her, conquered Her in an important, though small, way.

And there is now an empty, aching hole in my soul.

I look at Garnet with regret. Faint, but noticeable. For all I enjoyed her blood ... I hope with sincerity that I have not damaged ... the certain something she has, that attracted my notice in the first place.

I release her, and take a step back from her....

 

[blackopal19]

Garnet's free hand goes to Talias shoulder..grasping..pushing away...

Then came the pain of the actual bite. Garnet cried out involuntarily as she felt the incredible sensation of blood leaving her body.....and then it was over....

She released Garnet, who had the look of horror upon her face, weak from the intensity of her earth moving skill and now the loss of blood....

As soon as she felt the release she stumbled back, her legs too weak to hold her for the moment. As soon as she hit the ground she scrambled back up, a hand to her neck where she felt the pain of the bite.

"Go...you have what you wanted....."

She crumpled again to the asphalt. Garnet tried to give Talia a defiant look, to let her know she may have won tonight...but there was always another time.....

 

[shadowoftheheart]

I smirked.

"Indeed I have. Fare well then, Garnet. Perhaps tomorrow night I will take you by surprise, so that your blood will be ... stronger than it was tonight."

And then I was away. Leaping over the rooftops. To the tallest skyscraper.

And sat. And sighed.

The Taste lingered on my tongue and my lips. It was far sweeter than I had imagined. And yet ... and yet ....

 

[Angelus]

I turned quickly when I caught the scent of the vampire in the air and let a growl escape from my throat as I tried to figure out what this one was doing here. I looked quickly around the club and tried to find someone that was out of place with everyone around them and quickly found her. She was so out of place from everyone around her that she was easy to spot and I knew that I could walk up to her before she even realized that I was there but I wanted to keep my distance this time and just watch her to see if she would see me because I knew if she did then I would have to do one of two things, either attack her or get out of the club as fast as I could.

I moved slowly towards the bar, my eyes never leaving her. I wanted to see what she would do when I got closer, to see if she would look at me and what she would do if she did.

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

The air was thick with mortal sweat and lycan. How would I ever find him in this mass of writhing people? Did he know I was there? I scanned the crowds looking desparately for the emotions that this lycan carried with him so openly. "Family...dead...vampire." The anger and sorrow was growing stronger, and I knew that he must be close. He knew I was there.

I tried to quelch the rising sense of panic that was grasping at my throat. What would he do? I briefly considered leaving, running from this place and never trying to find him again. but something about this lycan rooted me to the place where I sat.

I could sense Talia again as I sat there, triumphant victory coursing through her veins. She had tasted the sorceress. I smiled faintly at this, but struggled not to lose my concentration. I glanced at the people gathered at and around the bar.

Finally, I found him. The lycan was watching me, and I was surprised I had not felt his eyes on me sooner. Again, my body told me to turn and run, but his eyes were hypnotizing as I sat there, and I felt compelled to stare back. I arched an eyebrow at him, to say, "Good evening." But I did not try to project these words into his mind. He might have found that insulting.

I was sure that I was playing with death, but since I had already nearly been killed, there was nothing more to lose. I was unable to tear my eyes from the beautiful lycan that stood less than 5 feet from me.

 

[blackopal19]

Garnet closed her eyes and leaned up against the hard brick of the wall behind her as Talia left. She sighed. Her heart pounded in her chest and she tried to take a few deep breaths to try to calm it.

She gingerly touched the small wound on her neck and grimaced. If she was lucky it wouldn't scar....

The encounter had brought her back to reality. She had been too lax recently in her defense and come to rely on her potions too much. She would remedy that. She would have to draw more of her Power from within next time.

A few moments passed before Garnet dared to stand. Talia hadn't taken much of her blood, just enough to make her lightheaded. Fear had only served to exasperate the situation. But she had a new resolution now....

 

[Screech]

Not too late to join, I hope

Characters Name: Tyler James
Characters Age: 31
Place of Origin: unknown.
Alignment: mostly neutral with leanings towards being good and honourable
Class: Lycan druid
Physical Description: (human) Height 5' 10" .Build medium, (lupus) Height 3' 4" Length 6' 4". (chrinos) Height 6' 6" Build heavy
Personality: kind and calm to everyone he meets. Tends to worry about the natural balance of nature
Weapons: his chrinos form. small totem charms

 

[shadowoftheheart]

I had fed since tasting Garnet. It was merely substance. I used the time-honored technique of draining small amounts from several victims, one of Our techniques when we wanted to avoid large numbers of strange bodies from piling up. I had been very careless lately, and had nearly destroyed myself and Aurelia, and very likely destroyed our relationship.

From her mind I detected amusement. Quick, fleeting amusement at my little triumph over Garnet. I noted that she did not catch all my thoughts and feelings then.

No, because now, returning to the highest building in town, I felt regret. A deep, aching hole in my soul (unsoul?) that however little I attacked and drained Garnet, that it had left a lasting scar on her soul that would leave her changed forever. Yes, the very Element that had made her so tempting to me, changed forever by the act of Sampling that element.

I could feel Them around me. Agents of the Higher Powers that I had forever been torn from. Angels? Messengers? Spirits? I didn't know what to call them properly, and it was only a vague feeling. Legend said only children could see them, and only the dying could really feel their touch, and know it was from them. Other mortals might vaguely feel their power, and by coincidence of spirituality or superstition correctly attribute it. But I? I was long past mortality, childhood, and no where near death in any sense. Garnet's blood? Or maybe just an overactive imagination, muddled by an emotional response I had not felt in centuries: Sorrow.

 

[Angelus]

I moved slowly towards the vampire, my eyes never leaving hers as I moved even closer and as I got closer to her I noticed how beautiful she was but I knew that was part of what she was, how she could ensnare mortals just by looking at them. That was one reason why I was glad that I was a lycan, I was immune as to what she could do to me because I knew that I would not be able to get close to her without falling under her spell.

Without another thought I moved to stand in front of her and let a smile come to my face, as much to show her my canines and show that I was not afraid of her as to see what she was going to do when I was standing so close to her. I knew that as much as she would want to she would not be able to attack me in this club full of mortals which could be used to my advantage but it was also a disadvantage as well because I could not change and do the same to her, as much as it burned inside me to do so. I moved closer to her, her scent assailing me and I could sense a lot of things that flowed around her, the strangest of them being curiosity but it made me wonder what she was curious about.... was it me and if it was, why.

"I know what you are vampire and you know what I am but I want to know why you are here.... why have you come to this club now or have you been following me?" I said, keeping my voice just low enough for the two of us to hear and nobody else.

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

The lycan moved and stood directly in front of me. He was so close, I could smell not only the lycan in him, but also the human. He smiled and I saw the razor sharp teeth glinting in the dim light of the club. For all I had heard and sensed about lycans, this one was not at all frightening. "Of course, that thought may get me killed," I chided myself and resolved to remain cautious of him.

"Have you been following me?" he asked in a low voice. He was playing nice, and I did not want to upset him, but for some reason I could not stop thinking that I should not be here, that I should leave.

"I was not following you, lycan," I replied hesitantly. Dare I reveal to him the fact that I had been following his emotions? I myself did not really understand it. I was in a room full of mortals, some of which were likely to be suffering somehow. But besides their random thoughts, nothing as powerful as the anger or sadness that I had sensed from the man in front of me overwhelemed me. Perhaps it was a new sort of ability;surely the power to sense an opponent's emotional state would give me some power over them.

But no. The sorrow and rage I had felt the night before from the immortal had weighed on me as if it were my own, and there was no doubt that this was the very same man who I had been sensing. The feeling was not as strong as it had been last night; it must have hit me while he was killing the vampire. So many thoughts rushed through my mind. He hated our kind, of that I was certain. However the sorrow he felt moved the heart in me to feel some compassion for him.

I sighed and continued, "I was following your emotions, not you, lycan. I have not come to do you harm or to quarrel with you, but have come out of curiosity." Something told me he would not be pleased with my confession.

 

[Angelus]

I stood there and looked at her, trying to figure out what to say to this vampire. She had just told me that she had been following my emotions but it made me wonder one thing. If she was following my emotions then could she tell what I was thinking, how I wanted nothing more than to see what she wanted then take her somewhere away from all these mortals and kill her. I stood there and looked at her while trying to figure out what I wanted to say to her. I knew that I had to say something but what could I say to a vampire, the one thing that I had told myself I would kill on sight but here I was talking to one.

I moved so close to her so that she would feel my breath on her face and smiled again.

"What do you want with me vampire.... do you want to kill me just like the rest of your kind?"

 

[Aliyahlovinsex]

He moved even closer to me and I could feel his hot breath on my face. What did I want with him? I resisted the urge to laugh when he asked if I wanted to kill him.

"Kill you? Why would I want to do that?" Was there some rule written somewhere that said a vampire had to hate lycans? I let my confusion cross my face. And then it hit me that perhaps the reason he was feeling so angry at vampires is because one or maybe many had tried to do him harm before. After all, I had gotten that quick flash of his thoughts about his family. But what was the story behind this strange lycan?

"I said I did not come to harm you. You sparked my interest," I shrugged, trying not to offend him. "My name is Aurelia, and if I am crossing some invisible line by speaking to you, I aplogize." I smiled at him. Despite his threatening movements, I was not feeling the least bit frightened.

"But you would kill me, correct? If we were not in this place surrounded by mortals, you would tear into me as viciously as you did to that vampire last night. Why? I have not shown you any ill will." I looked up at him curiously, wondering what exactly his problem was.

 

[Screech]

Tyler James had been driving all night. His truck covered in the dust and grime of the road. He had heard tales of a city that his tribe's elders had called the 'lost city', where all manner of being are drawn to, but none ever seem to leave. He had found it quite hard to believe that such a black hole of civilisation existed and so, had gathered together all his meagre belongings into a truck, and set off for this city

That was two months ago

Now, something tugged at his mind, at his emotions, at his link with nature. This place had to be it. He sighed as he pulled up his truck into a trailer park in the outer suburbs. Climbing out, he walked round to the back of his trailer and opened it up, climbing inside.

Emerging several minutes later, he had removed his trucker's clothing and now wore a well crafted leather jacket, and a pair of jeans. Walking furthur away from his truck, Tyler gazed around in wonderment. Truly this city was huge! Having lived with his pack all his life, Tyler had never truly spent much time in civilisation, and so the buildings, and more importantly, lack of connection with the natural world, still held wonders for him.

It wasn't long until Tyler came across a bar. Feeling a little thirsty, he walked inside, and was confronted by a mass of people. And something that set his senses on fire. He could feel the rage of another Lycan... and the cold aura of a vampire....

 

[blackopal19]

Garnet continued to walk the familiar streets, waiting for her clients to show themselves. Other than the puncture wounds on her neck, no one could tell the ordeal she had been through earlier that night.

She had left the scene after hearing the sirens in the distance. She was sure her little trick of raising the ground had attracted the attention. However, the city would probably just write it off as a freak accident of nature and not press too much into it.

She slowed her walking as she noticed she was infront of the most popular club in the city. Her amulet glowed with a mixture of colors, as it usually did when both lycans and vamps are around.

Garnet chose not to go in. Clubs were not her thing, and most of her clients would not be found there. So she turned and took the alley that led inbetween the club and another building.

 

[Screech]

Tyler stood in the enterance of the club for several seconds, all the noise and smells assailing his senses. He shook his head, and quickly turned and walked out of the club. His thirst will just have to be slaked the way it always has been - from a pool or fountain.

Emerging back into the outside air, Tyler breathed in deeply. He caughed. There was a weak taste of pollution on the air. He could smell it and taste it having lived outside of cities up until now.

Looking to his left, he saw a woman walking away from the club. She was moving in a rather practiced way, almost as if she was waiting for someone, or something that was in the area. There was also something... strange about her. He could swear this human had some form of link to nature, but he could not place where, or how strong

 

[shadowoftheheart]

Where now? I could tell Aurelia was treating with that lycan that I had nearly fought the other night. I was deeply worried for her, but felt some small relief in that they were in a pulblic place, surrounded by mortals.

Yes, if she thought she would find solace in a wolf's embrace, she was in for a sore shock. I harmed her inadvertently. He would scruple nothing to tear her throat out, and pull her limps off her body. I knew she would be able to tell my reactions. Best to let her know ....

Very gentle, far be it from me to make her think I was trying to command her, but in no uncertain terms I let her know my concern for her, and my discomfort in what she was doing.

I moved to a closer part of town. If she needed help, I wanted to be as close as I could be.

 

[blackopal19]

As Garnet entered the alley she could feel eyes upon her. Not mortal. Not the eyes of lecherous old men who thought she was a prostitute. No, there was something more....an immortal for sure but of which kind she wasn't yet sure of.

However she kept walking. If the man wanted contact he would have to make the first move himself. Although she did send some of those annoying little sprites his way, just to let him know she knew.

 

[Screech]

The woman had continued down the alley. Was it his imagination, or had she quickened her pace? Taking a deep breath, he took a step into the alley, before smething caught his gaze.

Sprites

Nature spirits. Had she summoned them? If she had, then Tyler would definatly have to talk with her.

He took another step, and nearly stumbled. Something had tripped him.

Those blasted sprites! It had to be! He knew about them, how they were a part of nature, yet mischevious, and would play tricks on anyone. Thankfully, Tyler knew that, as well as being released, sprites could also be caged.

Grasping a small, wooden carving of an eagle that hung on a cord from his neck, Tyler reached out with is mind and soul, searching for the sprites.

There! He felt them! Smiling breifly, he muttered a small incantation, and reached into his jacket. Sewn onto the inside was a pouch in which there was a powder that was used for his rituals.

Taking a msall amount, he quickly trew the poweder infront of him, continuing to mutter. Slowly, the sprites started to shrink. However, their attempts to distract him increased...

 

[blackopal19]

Garnet smirked as she heard the telltale sounds of her little sprite like spell working.

She was once again the confident Garnet she was before her little episode with Talia.

She felt his magic, his Power. But she was undeterred by it. In fact he might even be in the market to buy something.....

 

[Screech]

Closing his eyes, concentrating as had as he could, Tyler constinued to mutter the words he had been taught. It took a fair portion of his will to block out the incessant distractions from the sprited but, as he said the last few words and sprinkled just a little more of the powder around himself, the sprites stopped.

He had succeded.

Breathing a sigh of releif, Tyler opened his eyes and picked up off the floor two tiny spheres - the globes that he had managed to trap the sprites in. Placing them in his jacket pocket, he looked around for the woman he had seen earlier, but she seemed to have not stuck around.

Sighing to himself, Tyler turned and walked back out of the alley

 

[shadowoftheheart]

There. Everything seems to have come together. Garnet in the alleyway, a clear lycan approaching her.

In the club, Aurelia and another lycan, an angry, vengeful lycan that would tear her apart if it could.

Potential, and danger, exists in this city block. I hold back. I do not know what I need to do, but stand ready to help Aurelia or Garnet as is needed.

Then, I see with a feral grin that Garnet needs no help. She cast some manner of spell, and many little glowing creatures, or apparent creatures, fly out and distract the lycan, allowing her to gain an advantage. I am glad, in a way that I cannot entirely explain or understand, that Garnet has not been damaged.

I turn all my focus then to Aurelia. She is in danger, and I fear the lycan she is dealing with will try to draw her out, to a position where he is in control. Whatever decision she may make regarding me, I cannot allow her to be harmed by this creature.

 

[blackopal19]

Garnet watched the man from an advantage point as he struggled with the annoying sprite like creatures she conjured just for him. She wanted to go on, to continue on her nightly routine and pretend she hadn't had the encounter with Talia. Or met the man who also did magic.

A little seed of doubt crossed her mind as to his abilities. Was he a threat to her 'business' and somebody who should be dealt with quickly, or was he just a practitioner? In other words, she wanted to know his level of skills. Nobody else in this city, besides her Grandmother, had the Power she did.

And she did not want that to change.

Deciding she needed more protection, she concentrated and using a substance from a vile in her bag produced a dragon of fire similiar to the one she had created a few nights ago in the park. Except this one was bigger, more the size of a large dog. She knelt beside it and softly stroked its' glowing head, untill its body color cooled to a soft grey. She stood. If angered, or annoyed its' body color would change once more. Again she felt sorry that her dragons wouldn't last more than a few hours. Someday she decided, she would find a way to make them permanent.

Garnet circled around the block and came up on the other side of the club, to intercept the man/lycan who had captured her little sprites.

She wanted to meet him.