((Don't worry, I wasn't going to actually kill slave, but he sure is not going to forget that any time soon))


Dante looked over to her. He too was going to to bed soon, but first he got his fire going, then covered up, had a last bowl of soup and cup of tea and with a last look at the girl alicia, he went to bed.

((sooo.... would anyone like to meet Jacques?))

(Gah, I'm sorry it took so long to reply...)



Nao stood up quickly; his eyes widening at the sight of the wolves. He let out a little whimper, but stepped in front of the scared girl. It was obvious. He had to protect the good...and it was even more obvious who the good was here... His brow furrowed as he thought about transforming in front of her. He didn't like to transform in front of anyone, but still, it appeared that he had no choice. He let out a sigh, stepping back closer towards her. "On my count...run..." Maybe he could get out of this without revealing his secret...Just maybe...

((would you like to meet my vampire?))

(I would love to. Would you like to meet a Chupacabra?)

((sure. the vamp is currently smoking outside a bar. he has tanned skin though...))

(Alright ^^)


(Timeskip through a fight between my characters...)

Tanner held his arm in a bloody mass as he limped quickly away from where Naoskai had fled. It was apparent that the Cerberus had no idea just how strong he was when she attacked him. Finally, his adrenaline rush started to fade, and with that came the pain. He grit his teeth and leaned onto a brick wall. He was just in sight of the vamp, but he hadn't noticed anyone but himself. A loud rip was heard as he tore though his black and red plaid shirt to make a sling for his arm, a bandage for his neck, and a patch for his eye. Once he was done, he inhaled slightly and then caught the scent of another being-someone close. He looked around quickly, his one eye catching sight of the vamp.

Witchy shrugged. " Practise spells you already know..." she said. She decieded to sit back down and she sat cross legged. " So what else do you want? " she asked, wanting something to do...

Thunder looked at the ipod and picked it up. He wasn't controling his eletricity and the ipod suddenly flashed into life. He jumped but didn't drop it. He tapped the screen and a song started playing loudly. He tilited his head and grinned.

The stranger was still smoking outside the bar, but it appeared he hadn't noticed him yet. He wore a loose fitting, grey woolen coat against the cold, tan skin and long black hair, falling in waves at the top, which turned into curls further down. The stranger was above average in height, but with the somewhat unfocused gaze, dark trousers and somewhat worn leather shoes he nonetheless didn't look particularly threatening. The scent coming off him was that of cigarette smoke mixed with faint human. Still he was surprisingly unconcerned at being outside alone...

Slave groaned and his body shook and he attempted to get to the door. He thought about how Witchy treated him, she was a lot nicer compared to this...was she actully being nice to him? Is this how a mean monster would act?
He graoned. He wished he could live, go back to Witchy and say 'thank you...for everything...' but he doupted very much he would escape.