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Post by Shoku on Aug 14, 2011 13:46:18 GMT -5
A chill went through the spines of several of the people present inside the rave. It was an unwelcome feeling, the kind of chill you could only feel around an unnatural sense of despair. All the humans present could easily ignore the feeling, they could never train their body to have an adept enough sense to realize something was wrong. Even most of the werewolves were too drunk out of their mind to understand what had just happened, but in a placed run and owned by a particularly vicious werewolf pack, the presence wouldn't have been left unnoticed. Vampire.
In a part of the rave sealed away from the bar and the dance floor, a somewhat middle aged and muscular man approached the dj, whispering something in his ear. The Dj nodded and grinned wickedly. He stopped the music and played a faster more energy inducing techno like song. The man patted the dj on the back and entered the dance floor. The humans were about to be in for a surprise. The man slowly started changing. His entire body disappeared behind a mass of fur. He still looked somewhat human, enough not to startle the entire place. Not yet atleast. With a huge intake of air, the werewolf howled, becoming nearly as loud as the music. It had a simple message, kill the vampire. Several of the dancers stopped their current activity and went to meet the intruder, the sound of the music urging them on.
Shoku could feel his own heart racing, his grip on Miri tightened as her hand became entangled in his already messy hair. The hunger was building. He needed her. As the songs changed he became more aggressive with his date, showing more force. Before he knew it he had her up in one of the corners of the rave closed off from all of the partying, slowly raising her up against the wall. Suddenly the intimidating howl echoed through out the entire place, melding with the music. He could feel himself shifting, his claws slowly coming out, tearing through the back of Miri's shirt slightly and his eyes turning an intense crimson red.
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Post by fin on Aug 14, 2011 14:03:12 GMT -5
Finn approached the bar and, to the general amusement of the people surrounding there, asked for a glass of water. Someone winked at her. Finn tried to keep to herself, but as she clutched the glass to her chest and she scanned the room a rather bright, hungry-looking yet cool face was very near to hers. The person spoke. "Come here often?" repeated Finn to herself in her mind. "Er....no." was the only answer she could come up with. She took another gulp of water.
Finn noticed that the mood had changed, but was not yet experienced enough in this twisted world to know why. All she knew was that there was a strange, sweet, but burning smell or sensation in the air... and she felt cold. And angry. Finn decided to shake off these thoughts and engaged the new person in a conversation, but before Finn could say 'nice to meet you', she was being dragged out onto the dance floor by the stranger, cup in hand.
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Post by pseudonymgirl on Aug 14, 2011 14:07:28 GMT -5
Oliver tried not to stare as a human girl walked past him in rather tight dark clothing. She had hair that was cut at such severe an angle that he felt as if he should warn her of its lethality. It pulled up in the back and became very short, exposing her neck. He watched her walk up to a young blonde girl on the other side of him. I should have known he thought to himself. With his head down, he peered through his spectacles, being partially blinded by the lights and taking in the thud of the music, thought to himself ahh well something interesting is likely to happen tonight
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Post by venomania on Aug 14, 2011 14:08:02 GMT -5
"Well, Hello boys," Alaric said in a civilized, calm, superior-to-thee tone. "What can I do for you?" His oncoming 'visitors' did not seem amused in the least. "Tsk tsk tsk..." He sighed. "Well, if you're not going to be polite, I suppose we'll just get on to the good part." He tossed off his coat, grabbing on sword in each hand, a fanged grim spread across his face.
He made a sweeping motion with one, a warning telling the wolves of the pain he would so gladly inflict. "Here boy," He mockingly called. "That's a good dog," He said, taking a swipe for a grotesque, clawed paw. "Good dog," he laughed to himself. He was well aware the blades wouldn't kill, but the pain was enough to frenzy and weaken. That was the fun of the fight. Removing your opponent's ability to attack you any longer.
He jumped smoothly into the air behind the surry beast, taking a small stab at its calf. He continued with feinting, flourishing attacks at high speed, hoping to wear down and bloody--his general method that over his years he'd learned very well to work. A sort of dance that tinted the air with the odd scent of werewolf's blood. He'd missed it. The adrenaline, the freedom of movement. While obviously dead, he felt quite alive.
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Post by lovelylunatic on Aug 14, 2011 14:15:03 GMT -5
Rocky smirked, blinking twice, before eyeing the boy across from her. "I can see that...." She narrowed her eye, curiously looking between the boy and the girl. Did they know eachother? Ha, she hoped not. She paused for a moment, as a small shiver passed down her spine. That's weird....eh, whatever. "You two friends?" She shifted in her worn, well loved combats, debating on where or not the noy had approached due to the fact that she has hitting on his girl.
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Post by fin on Aug 14, 2011 14:20:05 GMT -5
Finn looked around curiously but didn't see anything too out of the ordinary. "Hmm?" she said, starting to get the feeling that what she drank was not all water, "what did you say?" Having never consumed alcohol before, Finn felt very dizzy indeed.
Finn collapsed into the girl by accident before regaining her balance and covering her mouth as her eyes spun around the room. "You know what? It's really cool in here..." she said dreamily.
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Post by Shoku on Aug 14, 2011 14:22:01 GMT -5
OOC: Can't let Alaric be too badass, can we?
One of the werewolves shifted into his wolf form, running straight for the vampire that was cutting down members of his pack left and right. It was covered in black sulfur like fur and caused screams from those he bumped into or knocked over. He jumped at Alaric, get a firm grip on the undead vampire's arms with his sharp teeth. Meanwhile Another werewolf ran at Alaric, knife drawn, with the name of one of the angels carved into it, Michael.
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Post by lovelylunatic on Aug 14, 2011 14:27:25 GMT -5
Looks like soooooomeone is DEFINATLY new here. "Yeah, chicka. Most raves look like this. " She said in a mildly humourous tone, the smirk gorwing on her lips. She sighed, and put an arm around the girl's shoulders, as much as a brace as a move. "I'm guessing your also a bit new to liqour? " She sighed, and glanced again at the boy.... Before she saw the big ass wolf fly outa nowhere. "What the hell!?!" She sworepressing her back to the bar and letting her hand fly to the gun in her boot. People were screaming, knocking over tables in the mad dash to get to the door.
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Post by venomania on Aug 14, 2011 14:29:10 GMT -5
OOC: That'd do his ego faaar too much good.
"Damn it!" He hissed. He dropped one of his katana's, the other shortly after. he'd underestimated just how many werewolves he'd meet in the rave. he pulled his arm close her himself, before biting the beast, tearing a good sunck of skin and flesh along with it away. He spat the foul-tasting, diseased piece off, attempting to turn himself in time to avoid this one's knife-bearing accomplice, using the other fury ting as a human shield. He clamped his free hand on the things jaw, swearing loudly from the pain., pulling hard and hoping to disconnect it. "Filthy mongrel!" He growled. He struggled to keep the hulking worl on his arm between himself and the knife-bearer, still struggling to pull away the furious, snapping jaw.
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Post by fin on Aug 14, 2011 14:33:03 GMT -5
Raising her empty glass and looking up at the lights through the bottom of it, Finn simply nodded to this new girl and kept wobbling unsteadily back and forth. People's screams were the first thing that brought her out of her reverie, and the giant wolf in front of her the second. "Oh, dear..." Finn sighed.
"I guess I should do something about this..." in all truth, Finn avoiding morphing whenever possible, but the situation seemed a bit demanding to her at the time.
"What the hell??" her new friend shouted, and fear swelled up into her eyes. "Oh, that?" said Finn, pointing over to the brawl, "That's a werewolf."
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Post by lovelylunatic on Aug 14, 2011 14:40:41 GMT -5
"......A werewolf?" She asked in disbelief, whipping her gun out and shoting one that got too close. Yeah, and I'm a freaking faerie.... The wolf growled and lurched back, shaking off the pain and runing back toward her. She swore and shot it again, hissing as it sprang back up. What the hell kinda crazyass wolf is this...!?! Shit shit shit shit SHIT! "Okay. I effing beleive you. It's a bloody werewolf. What the hell do I do!?!" Most instanses, she would trust her own instinct over anything, but seeing as the girl seemingly knew her stuff, asking might be her only option.
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Post by fin on Aug 14, 2011 14:47:40 GMT -5
Finn frowned and ran her fingers around the rim of her glass, contemplating. But I guess I have to, she thought.
"Hold this." she shoved the empty cup into the girls hands and blasted into her wolf form, growling at the approaching enemy. Circling around the girl, Finn tried to make it clear that she didn't want to fight, but she would. Claws clenched into the floor, teeth bared, growl low, she tried to communicate with the wolf.
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Post by Shoku on Aug 14, 2011 14:51:38 GMT -5
OOC: Can I ask for the posts to slow down some, since we have one member who hasn't posted yet. Don't want her to get too far behind
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Post by fin on Aug 14, 2011 14:52:46 GMT -5
OOC: That's fine with me
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Post by venomania on Aug 14, 2011 14:54:14 GMT -5
OOC: okay
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