Grasp the [NIGHT] xx [open]

[Braeden ]]]

xxx Braeden Gavyn Jovani-Easton

An amiable zephyr blew by, brushing against my flesh and tousling my onyx trendils about my facials. Chasms darted distrustfully throughout the encompassment as I moved at an unusually slow pace, a leisurely walk at that; my customarily hazel oculus now a deep crimson. For all that knew of my species, of the monster I truly was, this was a give away sign that I was ravenous, hungry. Which led to the reason for my wandering at such a belated time of night. Tongue traced my fangs as an elongated virulent hiss rattled my larynx. I hadn’t found anything all night and I was, for lack of better phrasing, getting bored. Perhaps irritated was a better word… I’d never been the patient type. I guess my problem was that, unlike some of the undead, I actually hunted humans. The filthy unworthy mortals, they served no other purpose then to provide me with food. I had seen plenty of deer, rabbits, and other mammals that some vampires hounded. However I have no clue how they did such a thing. I had only drunk the blood of a creature once and may I say it was utterly flagrant. One of the most putrid things I had ever placed inside my stomach. I’ll stick with the authenticated way of biting the humans. Nostrils flared as I picked up my rapidity, lower ligaments now carrying my carcass so expeditiously I was nothing but a brush of cool air.

Visionaries continued to scan the quarry, my eyesight still immaculate even through the hasten inclination. Just as I dashed by the impetuous scent of mankind flesh became apparent, and I abruptly maneuvered my physique to head in the direction of the odorize. As I came closer I inhumanly ceased my motions and crouched inaudibly behind a shrubbery. Peeking guilefully through I saw the figure of a juvenile child, seemingly alone. Brow slowly rose above my semblance and my scrutiny was cut off by my shutting lids. A small huff escaped my gullet, a hand drawing to my chest as if in pain. A sudden, gauche attachment to what I now saw to be a younger boy overcame me. Lids tediously fluttered open, and only then did I realize the boy was now being escorted the other way by two loving parents, I looked away sighing deeply. Locomotion hurtled myself forward as I ran as fast as I could away from the family, I didn’t want to hurt them, as much as I hated humanity I didn’t want to put the boy through what I had been through. Somewhere down deep, there was a heart within me. As I came toward an antediluvian plank bench I delayed my movement, skillfully seating myself upon it. Burring my face into my palms, elbows resting on the bend of my knees I allowed a low guttural growl to sound ever so hushed, my tongue clicking across my fangs malignantly. This was going to be a long night…

xxx Bring them home in body bags

[503 words]

[Izobiel <3]

xoxo Izzy

I stepped out into the cold air. Finally, I love my gymnastics and all, but it was tiring and I was sore. I ran a hand through my dry hair, thank gosh for showers in the locker-room. I held my gym bag in one hand and picked out a warm water-bottle. It would have to do. I knelt down and fixed my shoe. Flats where great and all, but sometimes the bow came untied. I had on a simple pair of dark colored jeans and a lilac colored tank-top. In my arms lay my sweater, It was a semi warm night, and Gymnastics was tiring.

I looked at the entrance of the park, the lush green park was welcoming. I decided to take a shortcut, it would be better. I tucked a piece of stray hair behind my ear and flung my bag over my shoulder. I stopped to watch a couple of kids playing at the park. I waved to the little kids and than continued on. I felt my legs sore from the gymnastics.
I walked over to a clearing and practiced a handspring. It wasn't that bad, for being on grass in jeans. I brought myself down and did the splits to keep limber for now. I needed to stretch after Gymnastics, Ironically enough.

I felt the cold air woosh through my hair. I smiled and sniffed the air, the familier scent of pine filled my nostrels and I stood up. I started to continue my walk, closer into the middle of the park. I felt a shiver slide down my spine. Something just reminded me of my frets with my father. The bruises where gone where he hit me a couple of years ago. I remembered the overwhelming feeling of uncertanty when he came home, when he was different. I looked around. This town seemed normal to the normal eye, but I knew more of it, and was one of the few humans who did.

I yawned and decided I needed a break, I did have an apple to eat on my way home. So I mayswell find a bench. I looked around. Ah, I could see a couple of benches. Oh wait, they where full. Some children and their parents sat on them. I sighed and continued


I spotted a nice bench accross from another. A plank one. It would have to do.
I watched another person seated upon the bench accross from me. I placed my bag on the side of the bench and reached in, pulling out an apple I had stored in there before I left home. I took a bite into the apple and quickly finished it. I leaned my back on the arm of the bench and took a sip of water. I would have to get moving soon, but I was still tired. So it could wait.

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[Braeden ]]]

xxx Braeden Gavyn Jovani-Easton

I needed to find someone that was isolated, it would make my life so much more languid. To not have to deal with the pitiable screeches and wails of mortals as I feasted upon their family. Now if they were all in an enclosed place, somewhere where they had nowhere to go but in circles… well then I had no problem as that was always fun. To have them watch another whom they cared about so much die before their eyes, knowing that they would soon be next and that they couldn’t stop it. Of course every now and then you got a ‘chivalrous’ human who attempted to stop me in the middle of my feeding, obviously they do not understand my potency. I could mean to simply touch their cheek and end up bashing my palm through their cerebrum. Humans had no idea exactly how fragile they were, how ever so breakable they truly are. It was pathetic, when you did run into the so-called courageous beings though, it ruined part of the fun. See I couldn’t really just toy with it, I usually had to massacre it on the spot so that it didn’t interrupt my feasting. A hasty backhand always did the trick. Only it was more then a ‘backhand’ to the bipedal receiving it. Depending on the angle it hit it could either crack through their skull, or break their neck. A irascible but simple movement that took not even an ounce of my strength, and they would be exanimate. Malicious thoughts continued to whirl relentlessly within my brainpad, taunting me, irking my hunger, and I was about to start a feeding frenzy.

I had always had a burdensome time controlling my hunger, and now was one of those times. Nostrils flared, the scent of blood, scorching under the flesh of many mortals unknowingly in danger of my very existence ridiculed me, I cut off my smell. If you don’t breath you can’t smell. So I sat there statue like, the sigmoid spinal of my back failing to even attempt and make it seem as though I were breathing, I didn’t care right now. Not like anyone was truly paying attention. I however was full of mindfulness to everything; all that was in a five-mile radius from me was seen and heard. This is where my extravagantly superior senses came in handy. I could see all that was going around, everyone who was with someone, and everyone who was solitary. Sadly, I had yet find someone who was alone, perhaps they all knew that if they were remote they’d be my dinner. Like their feeble-mindedness even had the slightest clue what a vampire was anyway. Although this was not the only gene within me. Vampire was superincumbent in my frigid blood though I also held the blood of a shape shifter. Even those who were not mortal didn’t know much about shape shifters, though they were quite the characters. Shape shifters held enhanced senses alike the vampire, giving me the advantage of very easily holding the finest senses within the acreage. They were also very swift, lithe, agile, silent, and flexible. Older Shape-Shifters, and I had been one since my vampire conversion over 600 years ago, could morph into any animal they pleased. Still existing or not.

On my vampire side I held improved strength and speed much higher than that of a human, complete with incomparable grace. Older vampires such as myself have more valuable power and speed than younger ones. We can cross rooms or run ten feet in the blink of an eye. Improved senses also come in handy to those new and old. Heightened endurance and resistance are convenient as we are resistant to many things, and we heal nearly instantly. Mesmerizing with the eyes is a strenuous trick to learn though one that can be done by the more experienced walking dead. With direct eye contact, we can spellbind a human, hypnotizing them. This can be done to keep a person in temporary stasis or have lasting effects, giving us control over the human until we release them. It can also be used to cause short-term memory loss. Of course, one of my favorites; flying and levitation. After a few decades as a vampire you can master the ability to glide, levitate, and fly with grace, speed, and power. Add both these lineage’s together, and I was the consummate homicide murdering machine; nothing could beat me. Though I dared something to try. Lost in my thoughts I was nearly aghast as I heard another approach, and rather blatantly might I add. Physique remained in the same tucked position as before though I allowed my chasms to wander toward her, watching her place herself upon the bench across from me.

Scrutiny ran up and down her anatomy, ogling her malignantly. Inhaling deeply for the first time in what must have been about ten minutes the aroma of her anthropocentric hemoglobin, running heated through her veins overwhelmed me. She was alone as well, munching contently upon the heinous fruit. Slowly I unfolded my carcass, legs setting themselves gracefully upon the loam as I straightened my spine and rested my hands in my lap, oculus still staring at her. “Hola cena.” Baritones mused maliciously, full of heavily accented Hispanic vocals. I could only imagine her reaction perchance she understood Spanish, my words were not exactly the usual greeting between people. Tongue rolled over my fangs once more, though my mouth remained shut. I wouldn’t reveal them to her… yet.

xxx Bring them home in body bags

[940 words]

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["Hello dinner."]

[daVinci]

[[Boy...]]

• She saw the couple, she was out late, all nights. she didn't need sleep, at least not like these humans did. It was bazaar, they sleep half their life's away, she didn't understand the purpose of that, and yet.. they get so much done. it was dark out, and she was half in her true from, her eyes having a diameter of about 3 inches, large and round. he lashes long, and thick. Her dress, was not normal, but it was dark, no one was supposed to see her.
  
• The thin white cotton linen, draped over her body fell and swayed in all the right places, she walked around, touching the bark of the trees in the park, playing the with pebbles, she would wear on her life things felt so much more real when she was like this. she came across them, sitting on the bench. a light near by.
  Shit. She mumbled under her breath.
  
• She could understand him, it was not hard, he was loud, and his accent was not the normal modern day one. She scanned the scene, no one left, no one right..
  
• She lunged herself at him, flying through the air. her shield coming up as she came into the light.
  

[[pick on some one your own size.]]

[siren]

Siren was hiding in the bushes, human watching. Her pupils were again catlike shaped. It was a very intimidating trait of hers. A very fit girl on a bench with an apple. A Spanish looking male across her. It was always interesting to watch others interact without interfering. Siren was dressed comfortable seeing as she was out for adventure not a glamorous time. Siren looked down at her feet and gently lifted them up, trying to get a closer look. Pure silence. Luckily vampires were sneaky little creatures. She knelt down and pushed some brush out of the way. She lifted her nose up and her nostrils flared repetitively. Not all humans were present.. That male.. was not human. She yearned to get closer and take in the scent heavier, but did not dare to blow her cover.

Siren heard a loud whipping sound. Her eyes shifted in a hurry, an alien lunging at the male vampire. This alien was a smart girl. Siren wasn't about to let this alien end this attack in success. She shot up and jumped over the bushes in front of the male. Siren hissed loudly, her fangs long and ivory. When in an attack, her nails were sharper and longer than ever. Her head spun to the other vampire and hissed once more. Pupils long and narrow dilated. She was here to help.

[Braeden ]]]

xxx Braeden Gavyn Jovani-Easton

Before my dinner had a chance to speak a sudden delirium occurred. It all happened impartially dashingly, though luckily my senses were competent enough to allow my scrutiny to uncover every infinitesimal detail. A unmanly figure sprung from the brushes at me, a random attack in no doubt defense for the pathetical human being. Though suddenly, as this was happening another female popped out from the bushes in between the other and myself. Brow rose inquiringly over my semblance, the female who seemed to be protecting me released a virulent hiss which filled my wardrums, however this was aimed at the other and not myself. It was like this was all happening in slow motion, my chasms being able to concentrate on everything. It took me but a mere millisecond to see something that would take a mortal ten. All these happenings occurred within the span of about two seconds, though already I had forced my ligaments to carry my carcass from the commodious bench placement. It took me nothing more then a second to cross the park pathway, now on the opposite side of the brawl. I didn’t know why this inexplicable feminine seemed to be assisting, me, and my curiosity wouldn’t allow me to look away from her. Ogling was plastered upon her, nostrils flaring as they took in her scent. I instantly noticed something I had earlier been too preoccupied to cognizance, she was not human… neither was the other female. The one helping me however seemed to hold a familiar scent, another vampire? I could partially note humanistic blood within her too, a cross? With the pathetic anthropological mutt race?

I didn’t know what came over me, though the sudden urge to guard the effeminate, that had just lunged before the one whom seemed to be attempting to assault me, overcame me. I surged forward, back into the infantry scene. Arms extended ingeniously, strenuously as I wrapped them around the vampire lady’s waist. A low, lethal and quite guttural growl was released, extended fangs snapping in a pestilent manner before the other. My gnarl vibrated throughout the estate, any within a ten-mile radius could have probably heard. It was so supine, so murderous that the hairs upon any mortal’s neck would most definitely be raised. It was a warning, such a demand that simply stated, without the words, touch me… or her, and I’ll massacre you. Picking the vampiress up as though she weighed a pound I again skillfully maneuvered my willowy back away from the scene yet again, the female was held in both arms delicately, though at the same time so tensely, so close. In the blink of an eye we were about six feet away from both the human and the other lass. Placing my ‘protector’ down gently upon her feet I turned on my heels and faced the other. Dentiles were bore; labrums curled back menacingly as a servile hiss escaped my gullet. My tongue clicked perniciously against my fangs as I stood in front of the female vampire, facing my attacker. Never before had I ever done such a thing to harbor another, and never before had I ever turned my back on another allowing my defenses against them to fall, I was currently trusting her not to try and hurt me, dare she break the sudden trust?

xxx Bring them home in body bags

[564 words]

[daVinci]

[[No one your size..?]]

• He leaped. she swerved. her thoughts a blur, she wasn't thinking, she didn't want to fight, but she was trained, she was a trained killer. she fought to the death. her blood was pumping, but this was different, she knew it, her flag was up. and she was on guard. She stood in front of the human girl, shielding her from the others across the pathways.
  "go" she said, not taking her eyes off of them.
  
• "" she hissed at them, her mouth moving in strange ways. They were earth creatures, developed here. made here. they could only be as old as this planet, their generation, their species was Young. they had much to learn. she faced them. Letting most of her shield down, her eyes expanded. Her bone structure changed, her muscles now clearly defined all over her body. her large eyes, expanding to see more. the dark now becoming much more lighter.
  
• "...." she paused. "Pick on some one... who has a fighting chance" she said softly, a hiss/coo sound.
  
• "" she screamed. at the top of her lungs. but, it was hard to hear, it was a sonic pitch and tone. loud and ear shattering.
  
  she stood, facing them, body unfazed by the ever changing surroundings.
  

[[Try me.]]

[Izobiel <3]

I watched the whole scene unfold me. I raised an eyebrow and moved closer to the two, I looked at the two, the girl and the boy. I looked at the girl was she trying to protect me? A laugh escaped my pale lips and I walked closer to the two. When the gril screamed I covered my ears. I may not be a creature, but I had sensitive hearing and I could hear that. I muttered a swear and turned to the two.

"Don't treat me like an inbecile. I'm not one of the morons who don't know anything. My father was changed when I was young, My mum broke down. I know what's going on in this small town. Frankly, I don't care. Personally? I wouldn't mind being a vampire. It dosen't scare me, It would be a whole heck of a lot better than being stuck with my mom who cries every second, and is terrifyed of the world."

I finished my speech and blinked. I looked around, had I just said that? However true it was. I wanted to be a vampire. Blood didn't scare me, I liked the idea, odly enough. I pushed my hair over my shoulder and smiled. I looked at the guy. I blinked innocently and sat down on the grass. I smelt the earth and felt the cold breeze tickle my ears.

"I know he's hungry. So why not give him what he wants? I don't mind. I won't fight it. "

I flickered my eyes to all of the people there, none where human. That was obvious. I ran a tounge over my lips and pulled my hair back with a twisttie, Leaving my neck perfectly exposed and open. I motioned for the guy to come. I didn't care anymore. It was better than being stuck at home with the weeping mother who doesn't even talk much.

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ooc: Totally muse-less with Izzy right now 0.o

[siren]

Siren was shocked at how the vampire swept her up as if she was a feather. At a time like this, everything was on impulse. The situation was gliding by within seconds. Siren did not understand the alien's language, but she didn't like it. She didn't get it, why defend such a pathetic thing? A mortal? Siren shook her head and rolled her eyes, it was quite funny, one has to admit that. The male vampire had turned his back, an opportunity. Yet an opportunity she would not take. Trust was a difficult thing to give, Siren respected so. The mortal wants to take a shot at being a vampire? With an eyebrow raised, she shook her head. Not an ounce of pity. She eyed down the girl's bare neck and her pupils dilated in and out quickly. Within a blink of an eye she set foot next to the masculine vampire. She began to taunt the idiotic human.

Such a silly little girl..

She hissed aloud and a sneer crawled upon her lips. An offering was not such a bright idea. Although Siren did believe vampires were the superior creature. It wasn't a surprise one yearned to be one. Not all prey is guaranteed to survive though.. She fixated her oricles on the male, studying what he would do next. It had only been perhaps a minute since she first inhaled his scent. It was unlikely an offering would ever be turned down.


[[sorry, lots of things on mind )

[daVinci]

[[Armed...]]

• her eyes darted, wanting to see behind her. But she wouldn't take her eyes off the vampires, her position frozen. she looked at them. then she spoke. Did she just say she wanted to be food? was this chick suicidal?
  
• She looked at them. and she stood up. relinquishing. waving the flag as humans might say. her shield came back up and she morphed back into a human state, a different style of clothes now covering her body.
  
• "fine, If you want to be dead" go ahead. she said shrugging. she looked at the vampire couple. they were mates, or so she assumed, but then again, she thought they hunted alone? was she wrong? it doesn't matter. she dug in her pocket and brought out her id card.
  it read.
  "Stephanie Youcantons...
  blah blah blah"
  She rolled her eyes as she flashed it to them. "here's the real one, if you wanna see" she brought, out of a tiny charm in her wrist, a small card, smaller than a phone Sim card, immediately as she lay it flat in her hand, a mini holographic version of her in her true form pop-ed up and was doing a 360. A official voice sounded as the card stopped.
  "..Wanted on several planets for planned murder, becarfull, this woman is extremely dangerous, and almost always armed. changes outer appearance daily."
  
• She giggles. Aint that cool?. back to the situation at hand. she stood next to them, on the same field.
  "if she wants it, go ahead.."
  

[[..and extremly dangerous]]

[Braeden ]]]

xxx Braeden Gavyn Jovani-Easton

I stood reasonably elevated, my back ever so slightly arched forward. Even through the bend I managed to tower over six feet. Nostrils flared, my chest rising with a deep inhale before falling slowly, a gentle exhale following it. The zephyr blew sensitively across the quarry, brushing against my benumbed flesh and running through my short onyx dreads. Chasms darted between the alien female and the mortal, both equally pitiable. The human was pathetic for the race she was held in and the alien was wretched for protecting it, and attempting to attack me in the process. A dry cackle dared to rise from my chords at the thought of fighting with this creature; she could be fun to destroy. Oculus rolled within their sockets dryly, a smirk beginning to pull at the creases of my plump lappets. A singular word caught my attention, the alien telling the girl to ‘go’. A deep, threatening snarl was released from within my larynx, petals beginning to curl perilously. “Mueva y tú muerte vendrá más pronto.” The words were hissed rigorously toward the human, eyes lowering into a deadly glare. Oh wait, the pathetic most likely didn’t understand my language, surprisingly most didn’t… although I foreigner lass seemed to catch on quickly. “Dare you move mortal and you’re death will arise sooner.” The words were spoked slowly, precisely, and as clearly as I could manage through my heavy Hispanic cadence.

Although the utterance was lethal there was a velvet smooth seductiveness held to them, a deadly charm. Scrutiny met her own as I stared fiercely within her chasms, perhaps a little mind rolling would hold divertissement here. About to do so I again was forced to look upon the alien as she let lose some form of sonic pitched howling. Keen eavesdroppers shut out the noise as much as possible, it was definitely not a comfortable sound. After some of her screaming she spoke again, ordering me around now was she? Well, since the female seemed to know my language… “¿Una oportunidad luchadora? Bien entonces, supongo que usted quizás quiera girar y dejar a huno, usted no sería más duro derrotar que este mortal patético aquí. Ah y amor, yo no tomo las órdenes de nadie.” The baritones were spoken in a strict, solemn manner. Whatever the female was trying to do here to frighten me away was not, and wouldn’t work. Hell, I had swallowed things twice her size, an actual confrontation between us wouldn’t be evenhanded, especially if the vampiress helped me. Besides, it was almost as if it were two on one, the human didn’t count in this brawl. Suddenly another sonic pitched scream released, louder then the others. Lids over my chasms squinted together briefly, oh that sound was getting bothersome. About to say something the mortal spoke up. Fervently I opened my eyes and glanced upon her, occasionally switching my glance back to the extraterrestrial female for a millisecond or so, she wouldn’t be trying anything else; I would make sure.

Brow began to rise languidly over my facials as she finished her rather long diminutive speech. “You have quite the tongue for being one of such a weak species.” Amused lyrics noted, words laced with the same virulent allure. Oh the many female populaces I had lured in with this voice, though I hadn’t even been attempting to entice her at the moment. She was already in front of me, it was just a matter of when I could get to her, if had no place here… I would get to her. Once my mind was set on something, it happened; and she was set to be my dinner. From this point on, no force upon earth or not, would stop me. I took a look back to the effeminate vampire that had, unknowingly to me until just now, moved to my side instead of remaining behind me. I didn’t blame her, she wasn’t as delicate as I had just treated her earlier, and she could fend for herself. Settling my gaze on the humanistic character once more she spoke again, a bantam chuckle rising from my chords as my lower ligaments began their motion toward the dainty damsel. I paid no mind to the maiden alien, she would be nothing but an easily stopped nuisance if she tried to bother me. It took me nothing more than a second to cross the distance between the human and myself. She began to tie her hair up, allowing her scent to facilely travel within my nasal passages.

My stomach clenched with desired appetite while I stood right before the human. She was sitting so crouching down in a low manner I placed both hands upon her arms and lifted her to her feet as I straightened my back. “Stand.” Effervescent baritones ordered, my oculus looking up and gazing within her own as one of my hands traveled up her arm, resting against the bend of her neck and shoulder. My grip tightened gently, though I was careful not to hurt her, yet anyway. “You think you want to be a vampire?” Words inquired through my accent, attractiveness evident. “Who says I would let you live?” Once more questioning lyrii pronounced, my eyes burning with intensity as I held her gaze in my own. I didn’t allow the transient to look away from my stare, in fact, she wouldn’t be able to unless I allowed her. I waited for her to answer, I wanted to hear the insipid things she would say in response. Like others who knew I was a vampire before I fed on them she thought just because I drank her blood she would become a nightwalker like myself, this was not the case. Becoming one was much more elaborate, and I hadn’t ever actually transformed someone into a vampire before, who says I’d start now? From behind me I heard an odd set of vocals, ravishing though deadly. I assumed it to be the lass I had yet to hear speak, the female vampire. With my back still faced to her and now standing a few yards away from her she was unable to see the light smirk that I allowed to spread upon my facials.

I almost longed to know more about this other vampire, but that wouldn’t ever happen. I was a solitary person, friends, lovers, mates, they were all things I would go without. I needed no one. This was a lesson I learned through my life, when you ended up depending on people it only hurt you in the long run. However I doubted anyone could even hurt me anyone, mentally or physically. My heart was nonexistent. I heard the alien speak again, her words bringing a small maniacal laughter to rattle my chords. Then she pulled something out, ah, an id card. Though speaking again, she made it obvious that this was not the only one. She raised her wrist, a small card of sorts flashing as she popped out a holographic version of herself, an authoritative voice sounding as it spoke. Chasms rotated within their sockets as I looked over to her, finally breaking my gaze from the mortal though my grip remained tight on her. “Is this suppose to make me afraid of you?” Aggravated lyrics hissed, I was getting impatient, I wanted to feed. Then she spoke once more, another laughter bubbling up though this one was unadorned and corrupt. “Oh, granting me permission huh?” Sarcastic and quite rude words snarled. “She’d be my dinner whether or not I had you’re permission.” I stated matter-of-factly, my thick accent rolling with annoyance. “You have no place here alien, run along now.” Lyricals finished, returning my gaze to the human, what happened to that quick tongue of hers? Was she afraid to speak now that her life lay, quite literally, in my hands at the moment.

xxx Bring them home in body bags

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[“Move and you’re death will come sooner."]
[“A fighting chance? Well then, I suppose you might want to turn and leave hun, you would be no harder to defeat than this pathetic mortal here. Oh and sorry love, I don't take orders from anyone.”]

[Izobiel <3]

I watched the creature, Not the vampires, but the other creature. Than I felt myself being pulled up and gribbed on. I didn't squirm and stood quickly. I blinked away from his stare and looked over at the alien creature. My eyes straining to see. It was interesting, but not that much, Although, It was sort of cool of how much they where wanted. My father would have liked her. My gaze flickered back to the vampire eyes and didn't waver.

" I was supposed to be dead long ago, Not sure why I wasn't. My mum just stays at home aqnd cry's every day, I don't think she even knows I'm around anymore. So death doesn't frighten me like it does most."

I finished my words and stood still. A tiny muscle in me wanted to squirm but I kept it still. I think he was speaking spanish. One language I couldn't speak to save my life, literally, I did speak a bit of latin and french though. Not much help. I blinked and started a chain of though, a mixture of wonder about if my dad ever came here, or if my mum could even speak, seriously, all she did was weep I wondered if he vocal cords even worked.

I felt the breeze pick up and the nice,cool air moved over my body. I with-held a shiver and focused back on reality. My eyes where still looking in the same direction. Not like I was planning to move anytime soon. Heck, I knew better. Vampires where faster, stronger and could hear better, I had little chance other than with my words and my gymnastics training. That wouldn't help much.

"Quit calling me Human and Mortal, My name is Izobiel."

I spoke under my breath.

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[siren]

The smirk on Siren's soft lips remained, it was amusing to watch the human, in such a defenseless state. Orbs fixated on the male and the human. The alien wasn't attracting much of her attention just yet. Siren dismissed herself to the backside of the girl. She put her long nails on the human's back. Again with the taunting. No, Siren wasn't going to feast on her but it sure was fun to torture such pesty creatures. Siren's breath was hot against the girl's back of the neck. Heavy breaths escaped her mouth descending to touch her. The human then spat out a sassy remark. It didn't take much to piss off Siren. She did not like the back-talking. Siren let out a small vicious noise yet again.

"Don't be so cocky silly 'Izobiel.. It shall not do you any good.. Gayon a naive nilikha."

Siren tightened the grip on the girl's back. She glanced at the alien, and sent a look that would give chills. Hopefully she'd get the message to, be gone. She turned back to the male vampire who was ready to end his yearning thirst. Her oricles locked onto him, studying his movements. Waiting.

[daVinci]

[[Dude, Lets blow this...]]

• she stepped back a couple steps, what did she need here? who knows, there was nothing keeping her here, she wanted to help the poor thing, but, their was seom stange magnetics drawing her in, and she wanted out.
  
• She walked up to the Male, who was holding the girl. She came in and pressed herself against him, what a lovely face he had, and such fine muscles, for a human like creature. she looked at him, big large eyes taking in his face, he nose smelling everythign about him.
  
• She kissed him and pressed her self hard against him. she pulled back and steped away.
  
• "tootles" she said, and walked away.
  

[[..Popsicle stand]]

[siren]

Siren's focus shifted in a hurry and grabbed sight on the alien. She was in movement, and was someone Siren didn't trust. Heck, did she trust anyone? The alien stepped forward toward the male. Siren's guard was higher than ever. She was more tense, than ever. Her eyes squinted with a thriving anger. Her blood was completely boiling. Her heart raced like a jack rabbit's. Siren's head flew back, her veins felt as though they'd burst if her anger got any worse. A low screech escaped her. Why was she getting territorial? A kiss! A kiss! The nerve of this damn alien. Before she knew it the alien was planting a move on the other vampire, ugh; sickening. When the alien turned her back Siren's grip loosened on the human ever so quickly. Within a second, two would be a stretch; she was now panting behind this fine morsel. She reached out to the alien's arm, to tighten the grip. Her nails were sharp, ready to puncture if need be. "Being an alien won't do you any good to mess with me hunny.. You be on your way.. Quickly." She hissed sternly and took a deep breath. Trying to calm herself and minimize the rush within her. She backed off, what was wrong with her? Her actions weren't even thought out, impulse thrived. She returned herself to a shaded tree by the male and the human. Keeping to herself, watching all that went on around her. She processed what the hell exactly just happend.