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PostSubject: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Tue Jan 07, 2014 7:37 pm

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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Tue Apr 08, 2014 2:40 am

As the sun finished setting over the dark black murky water of the Docks, a figure would seem to materialize from the Shadows. His steps seemed to sway slightly, as if he was Drunk or Dazed, his Slender figure suggesting that he shouldn't even be out this late at night. He didn't look to be any older than his late Teens, 21 at the latest. He would lean back against the lone Light Pole that lined the edges of the Docks, tilting his head back and to the side as his medium length silky black hair slipped over his face and shoulders. The silken strands would play peekaboo with a pair of Luminescent Jade Green eyes, the pair slipping their gaze over the Docks to see if anyone was present, trained in a way to do so automatically.

His slendrine figure would look tempting to one that might see him, his left leg slipping up to be bent at the knee as his left foot was placed upon the pole, his left arm slipping slowly up his side to run a set of slender fingers through his silken locks. His pale skin would be given a light kiss of blushing along his cheeks, making it look, upon closer inspection, as if he was literally a bit too much under the influence of Liquor. It would make him seem like a rather easy target, though he hadn't even touched a drop of Alcohol. A light breeze would slip past him, making the hemming of the bottom of his Midnight Black Tank Top that he wore flutter slightly, the chest area where a light yellow Batman symbol was ruffling slightly as his chest rose and fell in breath. The breeze also tugged at the hemming of the pants legs of the Pitch Black Khakis that he was wearing, revealing the outlines of his slim legs.

The pair of Skater Shoes that he wore would look a bit worn, the light yellow shoelaces tattered and frayed in a few places, though the color of them matched the soles perfectly, even though they were faded. Slowly, he would slip the small hand that he had ran through his silky soft black locks down his cheek, letting a few slender fingers play of his pale pink lips, the coloring a lusciously tempting one. Perhaps he was wearing a type of chap-stick, the wet look upon them glistening as he slipped his small pink tongue past his teeth to slip it over both the top and bottom lip in a quick motion. He was slightly hungry, but he could easily hide that, though it had taken him a while to learn how. It would be much easier had he not been alone. And it would have been much easier to learn if he had not been left alone so long ago, cast off like a burden.

Who was it that had taught him so much? Mikael? No that couldn't be it. Kane. That's what his name was. That man had been the Rock of his life so long ago. But now he was gone, along with the part of him that cared. This was his life now, not what had been in the past.

He would let out a soft sigh, the sound resembling a moan to the ears of any other that would have heard it. He was so tired of this crap, but then again, whenever he needed something, he got it his own way. Doing...well...things that no one else ever needed to know of. It was his own business and it wasn't like anyone was ever going to find out any time soon. Hell, he had been around for what..almost Three Hundred and Fifty One years now? If they weren't going to catch him by now then they never were.

It was rather easy actually, making people disappear, especially people that would never be missed in the first place. People like his Father for example...now that was a man that he would NEVER miss for as long as he lived. He liked not being tied down to any place in particular, though it made things a bit harder when it came to finding a certain food source. But what was he to do, it wasn't like he could just go home anyway. What was a home anyway? Just something to make sure you never travel too far away, to stay in a certain area. This was his life now, a Castaway...a Vagabond. He never knew where he was going, but he had been to Thousands of places and he had only stayed long enough to do a bit of damage and rid them of certain...people.

People like his Father...disgusting, pathetic excuses for Humans that didn't need to exist. People like him needed to be eradicated from the face of the Earth no matter what...he would see to that. It was his Mission, his new purpose. So much blood on his hands now...always stained with that sweet sweet scent that held such allure to him. It made him hungrier, thinking of the delectable taste of the substance. Blood...something he just simply couldn't live without. He wanted it so bad, and it was beginning to show. Like an Addict, though it would simply look to anyone that was there that was Human like he was simply craving something of an entirely different Nature, perhaps something that they themselves could satisfy if they thought themselves so confident in themselves. They would find themselves in an entirely different world if they tried this though.

Oh there was so much blood on his hands now. Once upon a time he had been so terrified to let anyone get close to him, until he had been broken of that by Kane. He had been taught so much in such a small amount of time. Kane had been so much to him and yet thought so little of him that it had been so easy for him to just disappear into dust. He hated that. It was so easy for people to leave the ones that care so much about him. Bah but that wasn't his life anymore, this was. THIS. He was going to get what he needed no matter what it was. He was a killer now, bloodthirsty and hungry for something that would never be easy to attain. He had taken so many into a bed but yet had only ever been truly touched once. Not that any of those he had invited in ever made it out alive though. Heh, it was funny actually, and he would let out a soft melodically toned laugh.

This action, to any watching him from anywhere upon the Docks, would be taken as just a Drunken, and, depending on their thinking, an open invitation to them. His movements seemed to beckon and tease, Body Language seeming to beg and offer, though what was true was something much darker. He needed to feed before he got truly hungry and went to seek what he wanted. If he were to take it there wouldn't be much left anyway, not that the person who he took it from would even need it anymore anyway. Blood. Gah he needed to stop thinking about it. But it called to him, come and get me. Such a warm feeling, like a wanted touch from someone familiar, it flooded him from his feet to his head, like a drug that he could never get unhooked from. He could smell its teasing scent upon the light breeze that made him soft silky dark locks flutter over his cheek, his luminescent Jade Green eyes peeking out from behind the soft strands.

He liked being outside like this, sleeping where he could under Bridges and sometimes even in the metallic cones that made the Bridges for Drainage Ditches, occasionally finding the odd little Abandoned Houses or a Garage to sleep in. He felt so connected, so alive, so...awake. It was invigorating to him. Just like when he would take the life of one of his near countless Victims. How many were there again? He couldn't really remember, he had lost track long ago after a short spree of being around a few rather...unpleasant...people. But no matter now, they were rotting in Hell now. He didn't care about them and they hadn't cared about him. They had only wanted one thing and had tried to take it..bad idea. No one would ever take from him that which was already belonging to somebody else. Damn it why was he holding onto that memory?

He would fight the emergence of this for only but a moment before letting it slip back into the mists of his mind. He wasn't tied to anything or anyone. He was free...roaming around whenever and where ever he pleased. That's the way that it had been and that was the way that things were going to stay. He was tired of having to deal with that coming up every now and then. It wasn't like he was ever going to see him again anyway, not like he would just randomly pop up out of freaking nowhere. His left hand would slip down his bare neck to his chest, slender fingers grazing over a pair of small old scars just along the jugular vein. He remembered the day that he had been turned so well. Like it was yesterday even. Strange how things can still be so clear after so much time had passed.

Heh, some choice it had been. This was a much better life though. No more yelling or screaming or running out the front door terrified that something was going to coming flying out after him to shatter against his back or head. He hated his Father, his slender fingers upon his left hand curling up to grip the front of his Tank Top as the slenderine fingers upon his right hand would curl into a fist, with a passion. He hated him and all people like him. There was nothing that would stop him from getting rid of each and every one of them. This was his life now. This Battleground. This bloodbath of rage and hatred and killing was what his life was. Not to mention all the other things he did. That he was most definitely NOT proud of. He swore he had a heart at one time or other, some part of him that he shared, but that had all been taken from him. Maybe it would return one day? Meh, he didn't think so.

Why was there always so much blood? He couldn't stand it most times, the sickening stench of slowly dying flesh, booze, and who knows what else those people had been into. So many memories in those eyes, all that flickering away from those people...all at his Fangs. He both loved and hated that feeling, that certain helplessness that he could feel them going through the second that they realized that they weren't going to see that burning Sun rise in the sky anymore. It was something that made him wrinkle his nose in a slight disgust, he hated that feeling. Helpless was something that you only felt when you were weak. Alone. When it wasn't worth continuing your existence. That dark pit of Despair that crept into you when you knew that there was NOTHING in the world that you could possibly do to change what was happening to you. It filled him with anger, a rage that he was all too familiar with. It made him want to act upon it, gripped at his body, shouting at him to unleash it upon whatever was around him. But he could not. He had to wait. Hunger took presidence over Anger.

He would let out another soft sigh, his left hands slender fingers uncurling to let go of his Tank Top, the light yellow Batman symbol now slightly crinkled a bit in the middle of it and slid down his left side to hook his thumb in the belt-loop of his black Khakis. He needed to feed and soon, this was starting to get unbearable. It was like some kind of Drug, the effects easy to point out and he needed his next dosage. This wasn't easy in the least bit, not even after having done it Hundreds upon Thousands of times. Always the wait for the right person to take the bait. Always the small talk and conversation that lured them in, giving them a false sense of Security when they should be terrified out of their little minds at the scene that was about to unfold. It always started out so slow, a few words here and there and then the offer would come, 'your place or mine?'. Heh, it was always their place. Made it so much easier to clean up.

Next would be the trip there, either a walk or a ride. The walks were always so interesting, you learn so much during them. What would come next depended upon where they lived, there always had to be some way of escape. A Fire Escape or a Backdoor always served him extremely well. Apartment buildings were always the more interesting ones to escape from, seeing as there were usually so many people to see and identify you. Always had to be constantly moving so no one would really notice you. Not too much noise or movement either else you'll draw attention to yourself. It was such an adrenaline rush for him, that perfect little push to get him through the next few steps, which would be the final things that the person who had been so unlucky would ever experience.

There would be the attempts at play, always acting like the obliviously 'into you' Drunk or otherwisely influenced, lulling them further into that sense that they had something going on. But none of them ever did. That was always a mistake that they made. It was always so freaking easy, like taking candy from a Newborn. Then would come the wild undressing all over their house, usually starting in the living room or front hall. That always puzzled him though. What was the point in doing that in multiple locations? Shouldn't ones clothes be in one place instead of over there over there over here and up there? But it didn't really matter, it always ended up the same.

The next to last step was always the weak attempt to bed him, all of which would always fail. It really was sad, they with their pathetic attempts to bring him into them, to have him 'open up and bare his soul' in a matter of speaking. It was like they weren't even seriously trying. But oh well, they all met the same fate in the end. The same. Sticky. Delicious. Ending. The last step was always taking what you wanted, usually he would make like he was leaning down to kiss their neck when he took his opportunity, biting down like an animal and draining each and every single drop from them before letting go. There was no use in leaving them alive. They'd give him up or worse try to take from him again if they ever were to find him once more. He couldn't have that now could he? It wouldn't be so much fun if he just let them walk away from that.

Back to reality, he would let his seemingly Luminescent Jade Green eyes slip shut, his slender frame shifting slightly, making it look to any that were watching, as if 'The Drink' still had some effect upon him. It was all a ruse though, the bait upon the oh so tempting lure and hook. He just needed someone to take it now, and he needed it desperately. For some reason though, being so close to someone excited him, gave him a sense of something more, not just the murderous rage that he usually kept concealed during his little tricks. He wanted to have someone again, the way that Kane had had him. But that was impossible. This road he was on wouldn't give second chances...or would it?


In intunericul nopții, exista intotdeauna o pereche de ochi cu ochii pe tine. Indiferent daca sunt sau nu te intorci un colt, sau chiar a pastra pe strada, ei te uiti. S-ar putea prinde culoarea lor, daca sunt suficient de ghinion.
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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Tue Apr 08, 2014 1:08 pm

A slim red-headed figure walked on the wooden dock. She was wearing a floral knee-length dress with black heels. The breeze was light and the air was warm. The female's green eyes looked at the people and the shadows, but one shadow caught her gaze. Rose slithered away to a place on the dock that wasn't so busy."these people, always causing a distraction."  With the wave of her hand she casted a spell over the humans, and they started to exit the area.She soon turned her hand onto herself and her outfit was now a white dress. "Alright little water droplets, time to makes some magic." The figure sat down quietly and got out her materials a test tube, a special powder, and a shark tooth. Placing the tooth into the tube, and placed water and powder into the tube and it turned into a pink liquid. The girl turned her head and saw the dark figure, placing the bottle in her bag. She waved her hand and soon appeared a few feet in front of him. She crossed her arms and sighed," Hey you, what are you doing here."


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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Tue Apr 08, 2014 3:19 pm

His seemingly luminescent Jade Green eyes would turn towards the woman who was in front of him, a dangerous flash passing through the deep Green pools. What did this woman think she was doing, making the Humans leave!? Was she TRYING to make him lose a meal? His gaze turned into a sort of glare that held a combination of both his anger and hunger towards her. "W-What do you think I'm d-doing here?" Ugh he was STILL stuttering.

This was so stupid, what did he have to talk to her for? Why was she even here in the first place? he would look after the last few Humans that were parting the Docks on a Boat at the end of the Dock with a look of longing. This wasn't right. He NEEDED to feed...and soon from the way his body was starting to react to things.

He would bite softly at his bottom lip along the left side as his left leg would begin to bounce his foot slightly against the lone Light Pole. His gaze would cast back and forth the what few humans were still there but leaving. Why did this stuff always have to be so hard? He would slip his left arm up to run his slender fingers through his silken black hair again, he would just have to deal with this the hard way now.

"W-Why are you making them leave?" His Question was one that he really did need answered, seeing as what sanity remained in him was rather depending upon his releasing of the rage that he was keeping bottled up at the moment. They couldn't ALL leave..there would be nothing left for him! He would have to find a new location, not that it mattered, but it was just a lot of new work and planning that he would have to do.


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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Tue Apr 08, 2014 4:23 pm

"Well how else am I'm going to practice my spell and make potions." Her eyes narrowed with annoyance and she hissed, showing her small fangs but she shrugged. Rose waved her hand and a few humans returned. " Here are your precious humans, but seriously how can you drink blood period it's disgusting." Her eyes rolled at the figure,  what does he think he is telling her with that attitude. Oh only  if she had her mothers army from mount Olympus right now, but she took and deep breath and calmed down." Okay let me try this again. Hello my name is Rose." She slowly reached out her hand for him to shake.  She had almost forgot, snapping her fingers her floral dress reappeared. In her mind thought was swirl with ideas and thoughts and her fiery hair was straight, her bright green eyes looked at the water and small droplets went into another container and she place the powder into the tube, and the liquid turned to a red poison. Rose put it back into her bag and closed it.


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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Tue Apr 08, 2014 4:50 pm

His seemingly Luminescent Jade Green eyes would phase slightly, the pupils becoming slightly slitish for a moment before becoming normal once more. She wanted...to shake hands? He didn't understand this motion very well and didn't want to get lured into some kind of trap. As he saw her Fangs he would give a small smirk, revealing the tips of his own set of Fangery and ran the tip of his tongue over each of his own. "D-Don't hiss at me." UGH WHY DID HE ALWAYS HAVE TO STUTTER!?

His gaze would then dart to the Humans that were returning. Hmmmm only four..this shouldn't be too hard. Now if only she would STOP drawing attention to them both with her hocus pocus magic crap. This would blow his cover for sure. He would try to regain his composure, leaning forwards in a manner that would look as if he had lost his balance for a moment. "S-Stop..you're g-gonna ruin it!"

As she spoke her name he would cringe slightly, what was it with people and always wanting to know somebodies name? He couldn't reveal his, no matter what. It had been the major rule that Kane had taught him, to NEVER give someone something that could tie you to them. His mind began to whirl a Million miles a minute as he tried to think of a name to give her.

What one should he say? Michale? No that one alone sounded fake, she'd make him in a second. But then again his silence was making him anyway. He had to choose and fast. Aiden? Kalole? No no no no no! Those wouldn't work at all! Nicholas? No it was too formal...but maybe an abbreviation of it? Nicky maybe? Yes that would be perfect! "M-My names N-Nicky."


In intunericul nopții, exista intotdeauna o pereche de ochi cu ochii pe tine. Indiferent daca sunt sau nu te intorci un colt, sau chiar a pastra pe strada, ei te uiti. S-ar putea prinde culoarea lor, daca sunt suficient de ghinion.
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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Tue Apr 08, 2014 5:09 pm

"Oh please, they don't even see me I'm half goddess so I blend into to my surroundings easily." She folded her arms and shook her head in the calmest way." Go ahead and do what you came here to do I have to do things for awhile." Rose sat on the edge of the dock, her hair getting wet by the sea water caught in the breeze. Snapping her fingers she became invisible to a human's eye she smirked, " I'm hope your happy now, and by the way I don't ruin things I make things happen." The female began counting her bottles and other things in her bag, she separated her potions and other things. 


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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Tue Apr 08, 2014 5:46 pm

His left eye would twitch slightly as he watched her actions, leaning back slightly against the lone Light Pole, another light breeze flickering through his medium length silky black hair. Why did women have to act like this? It didn't matter to him whether or not the Humans couldn't see her, what mattered to him was getting his meal before he snapped and ended up doing something he would end up regretting. A small devilish smirk would come to his pale pink lips as one of the Humans seemed to be taking the bait; a large rather muscular looking male that reeked of pent up frustrations. This would be too easy. He would tilt his head slightly towards the mans direction, an alluring smile coming to his tempting lips, the luscious color still holding that wet look as he would give a soft giggle, the whole act simply to portray what would be wanted to be seen.

A unseen smirk would appear upon the mans face as he neared his mark. Surely this wouldn't be too much of a challenge for him? After all his target WAS Drunk and would most likely be one little helping hand away from submitting fully to whatever he desired. He would approach Asael with a hungry look, licking his lips slightly as he finally reached where his target stood. "Hey there kid, you look a little lost....need a bitta help?"

Asael would give a soft giggle, the melodic tone sounding like a beckon to the man. He would take a few steps forwards, his steps seeming to sway slightly as he would slip his slim arms around the mans thick left arm, seeming to cling to him for balance as he spoke. "Mmmhmmm I-I sure am big guy...m-maybe you could h-help me?" His Jade Green eyes would seem to shimmer as his gaze would lift up along the mans silhouette. A few bats of his eyelashes and the man was hooked and practically chomping at the bit as he would slip the arm that Asael was clinging to down and around his waist. And, with a voice brimming with wanton lust would speak. "Sooo your place or mine?"

Asael would give a smile, the apparent look matching the lust within the mans eyes, but to any other that knew what he was up to, they would see the danger and hunger lurking behind that smile as he replied. "Ooooooooh h-how about m-mine?" He would begin to lead the man down the Docks, his steps seeming to be those of a clumsy Drunk, though they were made deliberately and with a reason to them. The man would be only all too happy to oblige Asael in being led, a wicked grin coming to his face as they would pass by a large pile up of crates and barrels.

Suddenly, as they were passing the crates, Asael gripped the mans arm and all at once yanked him down amongst the crates, breaking his jaw with a quick jab to the face as he pinned him down, leaning forwards and over him as he knelt down and sunk his small fangs into the mans neck. So much for his planning. Oh well, this would be easy dispose of. His pale pink lips would gently be pressed to the mans throat, his fangs having thoroughly done their damage to the Jugular vein as the blood slipped forth from the twin puncture wounds.

Two twin trails of blood would escape past his pale pink lips, slipping down over the mans neck and coming to pool slightly where they fell. He would continue to drink, feeling the life of the man slipping away with each deep gulping drag he took from his veins. This was both his most and least Favorite part of the game; the Death of his Victim. Each drop symbolized a different part of the man. From Birth all the way up to his Death there was a memory in each. The warm liquid would be sucked upwards to poll within his mouth, then be pushed to go coursing down his throat, the warmth both chilling and invigorating all at the same time.

As he finished up he would sit back up, leaning his head backwards slightly as he narrowly avoided smacking his head against the side of one of the crates, taking a deep refreshing of breath of air. His rage was gone for the moment, the anger subsiding slowly as he would slip a few slender fingers from his left hand over his pale pink lips, his chest rising and falling rapidly for a few moments before it slowed to the calm and gentle rhythm that usually was present within him. He had needed this so badly, this 'fix'. It was such a wonderful feeling to have that warmth, but yet it tugged at something within him still.

He would look down to the body of the man with a slight look of disgust. He was going to have to clean this up. He would slowly push the body over the edge of the Dock, the crates and barrels hiding the movements aiding the night in his little exploits. As the body suck into the water, he would slip a rope down, using his feet to hang onto the edge of one of the crates to wrap it around the mans legs and lower torso, forcing his upper half below the water for the fish to feast upon and get rid of any evidence of it being a Vampirian attack. Now for the blood upon the Dock...what was he going to do about that?


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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Tue Apr 08, 2014 7:19 pm

Men, always shutting a woman up, well not this girl. She turned her head to speak but saw the guy sucking the life out of him, Rose only shrugged as her father will probably see that man soon. But the blood left on the dock was a problem oh she would love to see what happen, but her mother's teachings hunted her like a hound." So Mr. Cranky pants are you feeling better now and If you like I could be an assistance." Her words flew out in sweet harmony as she stood up and took a sip of blood she made herself from a juice box. She took a couple more sips before Putting it away. The taste wasn't that great but it was life. Rose made herself visible again. Sighing the girl walked and sat on top of a crate, her mouth turned in a wicked smiled." But if you don't need me it's your lost and don't cry for me to help you."


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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Tue Apr 08, 2014 7:41 pm

He would look up to her, his Luminescent Jade Green eyes holding a slightly worried look within them as his gaze darted from the pooled blood to her and back. This was ridiculous, why was she involving herself in his business? But, then again, he didn't know what to do with the spilled blood, usually he wasn't so messy. But then again, this was only the second time he had fed outside before. He might have to start getting used to having to clean up after himself if he wanted to do this again. "F-Fine what can y-you do?"

He would give a soft irritated sigh, though the action wasn't aimed at her, more at himself than anything else. Why didn't he just follow his plan instead of deviating like this? He would have to start working harder in order to get anything done from now on, he had a feeling that it was going to be a bit more difficult if he couldn't control his own base needs. What was the matter with him? No, no it wasn't him...it was having an audience for what he had done that was messing with his head. That feeling of being watched that always drove him crazy.

He needed an escape route, some way to get away from this place just in case someone came to confront the action he had just preformed. Had someone besides her seen him? What if she was here because of what he had done? He couldn't take that chance...he would have to do something, ANYTHING, to survive and continue on. He wouldn't let her get in his head, not into his mind. But where would he go?


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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Wed Apr 09, 2014 12:33 am

She jumped off the crate and cracked her fingers smirking." Now your talking, stand back." She sucked in her breath and in her hand was the powder, then she blow the dust over the blood she held out her hand." All the blood that cover the floor, don't let it stay no more." Her hand and eyes glowed a faint white as rose's magic cleared the mess. The female turned back to normal and she turned to the guy and nodded to him. She soon got back on the crates. Her green hues searched the area to make sure that no human saw what happen, sighing she turned her head to the dude." Look, I may seem all big and bad, but I will not harm you, well I really can't harm anyone with these fangs of mine which are a long story short." She leaned back and crossed her tan legs with a smile on her lips.


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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Wed Apr 09, 2014 12:59 am

As she had jumped off the Crate he would immediately back away a few steps. Whatever she was going to do, he didn't think that it would be a wise idea to be close to the spot when she did it. As she spoke he would turn, not really wanting to watch more out of something that tugged at the back of his mind more than anything else. Another light breeze would flutter through over the Dock, flittering through his silky black strands of hair, lifting them up and over his shoulders and to cover his face. What was she? And what was she doing? She had Fangs, wasn't she a Vampire? Like him? Well..no one could ever really be like him though.

As she would continue to speak, he would shake his head with a soft sigh. She might think that she couldn't hurt him, but, in all honesty, anyone could hurt another person if they tried hard enough. It wasn't like he was AFRAID of her or anything, he just really did not know her in the least bit. And of course people were always capable of going back on their word. That was another thing that Kane had taught him. Never expect anyone to keep to what they say, people always have a price and a reason for everything that they do.

He would bite at the left corner of his pale pink bottom lip slightly, giving a bit of a rougeish tinge to it as his left hand slipped up his right arm to his elbow. What was he to do now? Not only had he broken several of the things that he had been taught, not being seen and not getting involved with anyone as well as a good amount of Rules, of this he was pretty sure of, but he was still in the place where the whole thing had taken place! Oh if Kane could see him he would be LIVID with anger. Probably give him a damn good scolding too come to think of it. He needed to find a new place and fast, before somebody noticed that there was one less Dock Hand loitering around.

"L-Look I don't e-even know who you a-are." He would tilt his head back slightly as he bit his bottom lip even more. "A-And you don't even k-know me either." He would start to walk slowly away from the crates. Had to get out of here. Can't stay in one place too long after a feeding. "I-I can't stay h-here.." His pace would pick up slightly, the scent of Panic beginning to be able to be felt out from him now. Gotta go. Gotta go NOW.


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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Wed Apr 09, 2014 7:18 am

Rose watched the boy leave and her turn to hang up sidedown on the crate before closing her eyes. "Hello daughter, how are you?" Rose's eyes jump open and she smile before bowing. "Hello father, or should I say Zeus, and hello Giles." The girl waved to the man behind her father. " what do you think you was doing, showing your magic to that boy, remember the time you got those pointy things." She sigh before speaking once more,"They are fangs, and yes I was partying charmed a vampire guy, and all things went to hell." The female shrugged and began to walk away, but her father's body guard blocked her." Now Rose you know that I don't come for small chat, you broke the rules and now you must be punished. "Well I would love to stay and chat but I have errands." She soon kicked Giles in the stomach then punched him in the face, to knock him out a bit. The girl turn to her father and was in a fighting stance, but her father's outstretched hand lifted her up from the ground and send her flying into the crates. " just watch yourself, good day daughter." Zeus soon left the area, and Rose sighed and stayed sitting in the debris of the crates.


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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Wed Apr 09, 2014 3:26 pm

He would have slipped behind the Shop Wall when he had sensed someone else there, both not wanting to be see and not wanting to stay either, he didn't want to get embroiled in this little scene. But then again, he was rather kind of the cause of it seeing as that if he hadn't gone totally divergent of his plan he wouldn't have caused the mess in the first place. No..gotta go, can't stay and get caught, HAVE. TO. GO NOW! But he couldn't pry himself away from the wall. What was wrong with him? Fear? No, it couldn't be fear..he hadn't been afraid since before Kane had disappeared. What was keeping him pinned here then? Why couldn't he move? A small trembling hand would slip up his chest which rose and fell quickly to his throat, slender fingers dancing over the pale skin. Why was he breathing so fast?

He didn't dare peek his seemingly Luminescent  Jade Green eyes around that corner. He didn't dare even move. He was rooted to the spot. As he heard the crash he would slowly slump down along the wall, a mortified look upon his face. What the Hell was going on out there? He couldn't look...but he wanted to. Not that he really cared whether or not she was all right but more or less to see if he needed to book it to the next Country or not.

Slowly, he took in a deep soothing breath and let it out, closing the deep swirling pools of eyes for a moment before summoning up the courage to peek around the corner. What he saw rather surprised him. There was no one there besides the girl he had met. Now what do you suppose this was all about? He had sworn he had other voices than hers here...maybe it was all in his head?


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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Wed Apr 09, 2014 7:27 pm

Fathers always up in their daughter business, what's next Zane is just going to pop and be like hey." Well why is there a Rosmarie here at a smelly dock." Okay maybe she spoke to soon,  gosh Rose have got to get away from these people." Hello Zane wasn't expecting you to pop in, ever." She turned to him, " and you know I go by Rose." Zane walked over with a smirk on his face and touch her hair with his pale fingers." You known if you just let me finish process I have started maybe we could become an item..." Rose placed a finger on his lips and stood on her tip toes, inches away from his face. " I would like you to know that you have ruined my life ever since that party, and I had to deal with being half goddess and half vampire. You don't even know how much stress I had." The boy soon wrapped his arms around her waist and in a quick second hand cuffs were placed on them. "What the hell are you doing you jerk, you know I can't use magic like this..." A hand roughly went and clenched her throat and a voice whispered,"Now we a quietly going to exit it and I do not want to hear a word got it."


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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Wed Apr 09, 2014 7:46 pm

As the scene would play before his eyes, he would feel the hair along the back of his neck starting to stand on end. In the blink of an eye, he had not only emerged  from his hiding spot, but had flitted across the Dock to where they both were, his nails at the Strangers throat as his slender fingers gripped it. "L-Let her go!"

What the hell was he doing this for? Exposing himself to a Vampire that was OBVIOUSLY at least one or two Classes above his own and most likely a good couple Hundred years older than he was like asking to receive a beating from all hell. Kane would have kicked his ass for this stupid move. He could just hear the scolding in his mind as he kept his seemingly Luminescent Jade Green eyes trained upon the man as he bared his small Fangs.

There was nothing more that he would like to do right now than to run from this, follow his original plan which had already been to get out of this place. Why did these people seem to like drawing attention to themselves!? There could be a Slayer around just laughing their ass off at them all! And now he had gone and exposed himself yet again, and thoroughly put a freaking target on his back. Oh curse these people and their stupid stupid STUPID ideas!


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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Wed Apr 09, 2014 8:31 pm

Rose turned her head as Zane's turned as well, a whisper escaped her lips. "What are you doing here, I thought you decide that you couldn't stay."  She used her elbow and punch Zane in the chest, quickly her leg made contact with his chest. Her serious eyes turned to the other boy and her tone was clear and strong." If you want leave I suggest you folio me, I know several shortcuts to leave, but I understand if you don't want to deal with me since I exposed you too much already." She walked to a gate and open it slowly and she enter a tunnel as her body tried to keep balanced. But really hand-cuffs at least it is better than rope. Sounds of running made by her feet as she tried to navigate the dark interior.


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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Wed Apr 09, 2014 10:04 pm

As she took off, he would dart along behind her, his footsteps barely making a sound as he ran along behind her. A slightly panicked look would come to his Luminescent Jade Green eyes, the expression finding no other room upon his face other than that particular feature. The rest of his look would remain basically the same as it had before, that blank expression easy to interpret into dozens of other emotions. This time he PROBABLY had bitten into more than he could swallow all at once. After all, he probably pissed off a Vamp with connections and, this time, Kane was NOT going to be around to make sure that his hide would be safe from filleting with many many MANY sharp pointy instruments.

He would slide in behind her through the Gate, slamming it shut behind them both as he followed her, the Task being rather easy seeing as he could see with more than just his eyes. Being a Vampire DID have its kicks every now and then. He would give a slightly exasperated sigh as he watched her fuddle around in running with the Cuffs on. Why didn't she just break them? He would have...at least he would be attempting to do so even as he moved. He would increase his pace by a few footfalls to catch up to her. "D-Do you want help with t-those?"

He would cast a few worried glances behind them as they ran. This was NOT something that he liked doing. He tried to keep it a point to avoid as much contact as possible with his own kind, seeing as he didn't really have a lot of experience with them period. Why had Kane kept him away from other Vampires? Oh well, there wasn't really any point in asking that now of all times, seeing as they were just a tinsey bit busy with something else at the moment. Besides, he didn't even know where Kane was. But now the question arose, why did he keep thinking back to Kane?


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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Wed Apr 09, 2014 10:58 pm

She slowed her pace as the boy's voice entered her ear turning her head she replied. "Oh yeah thanks, silver is one of my weaknesses." Her movement stopped as she raised her hands before her, letting her bright green hues take notice at her surroundings before focusing back." We are almost to the exit, it's just around that corner and then straight ahead." Heavy breathing escaped her mouth and she swallow deeply. How did Zane know she would be there, they hardly made contact and somehow this was somewhat strange. The thought puzzled her. Also that guy, why would he risk his life on a well trained vampire to help her. Rose just shook her head. She needed to learn that she can't always cover for someone all the time, the only good thing was that she had escaped, or she would probably be in some place that was strange to her. 


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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Wed Apr 09, 2014 11:41 pm

He would give a soft scoff, there was no way those Cuffs could be pure Silver, they would be rather heavy and clunky, not to mention it would take WAY too much time to polish them to that level of finishing. Silver coated maybe, but no way pure Silver. That was another thing that Kane had taught him, always be able to spot objects for what they truly are, whether or not you actually know what they're for or who they're intended for. As this thought would finish, he would pull out a small bobby pin from the bottom hemming of his Tank Top. That one had been Lesson 4 that he'd had to of learned the hard way, always be prepared with items that you KNOW you may need in the near future.

He would turn slightly as he continued to run alongside of her, slipping the bobby pin into the lock on the first cuff, giving it a quick couple of spins before it clicked, falling open easily. "T-There's the first s-side." He would flit around to her other side in an instant, his back to the wall now as he slipped the bobby pin into the lock in the other side, preforming the same actions as he had before as the lock clicked and slipped open, the cuffs dropping to the floor with a light clink and clatter.

He would quickly dart his eyes back up to the path in front of them, flitting back around her to the side he had been on before, his Luminescent Jade Green eyes constantly readjusting to the low levels of light, his ears and nose doing all of the rest of the work that needed to be done in order to keep him from running into the wall. He didn't understand why he had done what he had, or what crazy reason had possessed him to intervene with another Vampires affairs let alone help this girl...this was all her fault.


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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Thu Apr 10, 2014 7:48 am

Light soon filled the her eyes as she got close to the other gate. Her hand touched the handle, she lifted it up and it open. Rose walked out and leaned her back against the wall, sliding her body down on the ground. "Get this had probably be the work of uncle Hades, the next time I see him he is going to get it."  She turned her head," Hey, if you want to slap me, curse at me or what ever. Just go ahead and do it, me and my people problems, no wonder it's hard for me to blend in as a normal kid." Sighing she just lets the breeze come over her as relief.


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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Thu Apr 10, 2014 3:27 pm

He would skid to a halt at the Gate, unsure if this was the Gate inside of somewhere or inside of something. Either way, he didn't want to take the chance of burning to Death. "U-Uhm..." He would back up a few steps away from the Gate, glancing backwards nervously. "I-I can't come i-in. Y-You'll have to i-invite me...."

He had no idea what she was talking about when she said that he could slap her. What the Hell was she playing at? He couldn't hit a woman what did he look like some kind of moralsless Neanderthal? Oh this was so stupid...well...maybe she did KIND OF deserve to be slapped at the moment for putting him through this.

And there was no such thing as being able to blend in when she had permanent Fangs like that and used Magic willy nilly like that. Unlike her, his own small set of Fangery could retract at his own willing. And also unlike her, he couldn't and didn't use Magic. He always got nervous around stuff like that though, never really understood why though, as a child it had always fascinated him and kept his attention for hours upon no ending.


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PostSubject: Re: Hannibal's boat shop and dock   Wed Apr 30, 2014 10:39 pm

"Don't worry it's fine to come out here as their roof covers away most of the sun." She walked out and slide her back to the wall she was tired and stressed. Rose leaned back her head and closed her eyes with a gently sigh. The world seems to slow down and time had seem to stop. Who knew meeting someone could make run for your life. Sh shrug and stood back up, stretching.


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