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Ezekiel's body shudderd beneath the thick warmth of his coat as shrill words crept through the entrance of the diner. "Back for more?" Ezekiel groaned beneath his breath, shoving himself past Reni and into the isle between tables connecting he and the group from the vampire; Sight. Ezekiel's eyes were obviously tired. It was only 9, and his night was already too long.

"I let you go earlier, yet you come back and threaten my friends now? I wasnt planning on killing you, bug you're begging for it."

His voice was laced with anger and irritation, mind focusing only on protecting the female behind him. Ezekiel threw his pistol out fo the holster with great speed, firing four rounds into the ceiling. Broken light-fixture shelling platterd against the marble floor below as the room dimmed to complete darkness. One could not see their hand infront of their face.

"Let's play fair."

The sound of metal clattering on the ground rang through the room as Ezekiel had clearly threw his pistol aside. Normall the hunter would not give up such a weapon in a fight- and just shoot the vampire and end it, although he felt remorse for sight. She deserved the fair chance to take his blood if she could earn it.

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Darkness fell all around her and she suddenly felt revitalized. Pale sightless eyes widened at this sudden surge of energy but only lowered her head to the Hunter's words.

"Let's play fair."

"So be it, Hunter. If I lose - I will spare your life and in return, will be at your command." That's all she said, not stating whether or not if he lost - maybe she was counting on him not to lose?

"You are in my world now." Voice became distorted and warped, echoing out as if it was a tundra or some sort of mountain side when really they were still in the Diner.

She stomped her foot on the ground, spikes of darkness shooting up in a sequence, running along the ground to get to him.

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Renita wasn't exactly looking forward to being placed in such a position, but she was really trying to just offer suggestions and make logical ones, at that. He rejected such a thought, that was obvious, and Reni couldn't help but feel a bit relieved by that. She definitely did not want to go up against a vampire in order to see what they were like. Probably would've lost her life just in training.

Ez stood up and she followed him with patience, her hands placing upon her lips lightly as they moved into the isle. So no horse play, just kill them when you can, she thought to herself. "So, basically what I am getting from this is...vampires are much faster and stronger than me and I have no chance of winning if I am against one. Wonderful," She muttered the last part to herself. Though her mood shifted a little, lips turning into a slight grin when he showed her the blade in his boot and his little comment. Amusing, definitely.

A new voice sounded and caused Reni's body to tense up. Within a few moments, Ez had positioned himself between her and the new vampire. Her right hand was still clutching the gun but it was not as if she would be able to use it, Ez suddenly shot all the lights out. Great, now she couldn't even see anything. Matthew was...somewhere around her, she couldn't be sure. Could she trust him to not turn on her while Ez and the female vampire went at it?

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Flooring tiles threw themselves into the air as dark spikes erupted from the ground below like demonic fingers. Bolted down tables flew throught he rubble that Ezekiel dashed towards, leaping into the face of death. To his right; a sharp spike drove itself upward, slicing dangerously close into his right arm. The tip barely made it through the protective coat, not even jabbing him enough to draw blood- but enough to speed up his heart rate.

So shadows can hurt you.. always thought that was a metaphore..

Ezekiel dropped as a table flipped from the curved edge of a spike flew above him, crashing and splintering into the cement wall on the other side of the restraunt. A bead of sweat ran down the hunters forehead as he slowly progressed foreward, dodgeing spikes and flying dbree alike as he rolled and sprinted towards her.

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"It's funny. In darkness like this, it's the only time I really can see." She shouted out, meeting him head on but the moment she was an inch away from him, she used his shoulders to push herself in the air and over his head.

When she landed, she whipped around to place both her palms out in his direction. It was then spidery webs of darkness began to etch across the air, threatening to wrap about his body.

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Ezkiel skidded to a stop as she met him in a blunt charge, throwing a foot out in a heavy kick towards her head, though he was out of luck by half a second- the vampire had already launched herself off of him, spinning through the air and landing behind him.

"What the fuck?"

Ezekiel threw himself around, the onslaught of black web slowly crawling through the darkness towards him. "I was under the impression this was a fair fight, you know- flesh and bone?!" Ezekiels pat back sarcasticlly, long hair dripping slightly with sweat as it swung wildly with his motions. Back turned to the creeping threat of balck webs, Ezekiels slender form bolted away from Sight, throwing himself behidn a table on it's side.

He remained dormant for a few seconds, waiting for the webs to touch the oak of the table. As soon as the light sounds of scratching reached Ezekiels ears..

WHAM

The table flew foreward with great speed towards Sight, Ezekiel having kicked it from behind with both his legs. "Fuck.." The old man grunted wearily as he sood, shaking the leg that had been injured earlier that day.

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"I was under the impression this was a fair fight, you know- flesh and bone?!"

"Oh, my dear Hunter - in the world of darkness, there is no fair. Only opportunity." She chuckled with a smug smirk, hearing the table skidding right at her and with her fist in the air, she slammed it right into the center of the table, dividing it in half and hearing the halves collide with the wall.

She started her slow stride towards him. "But if it is fair you want, Hunter - fine. I will crush you in my hands." When she was standing right in front of him, she balled up her fist and pushed forwards to punch at his face.

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Ezekiel threw up a arm above his eyes to sheilf himself from the loose pieces of wood flying acrost the dark room from Sights onslaught against his table.

"Now you're speaking my language."

Ezekiels head jerked back, eyes follwoing the first as is flew dangerously close to the bridge of his nose. As sight followed through with the swing, Ezekiel threw up his right hand, fist bawled, in a attempt to connect a punch in her armpit/shoulder joint region where her arm would have followed through after the punch.

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The fist had collided into her shoulder blade and it had surprised her. She didn't notice the force of his punch and it was only until her shoulder was pushed back and she felt pain tingle down her shoulderblade to her fingertips.

It was then she backed up, using the back of her heel to hook onto the back of a chair and fling it towards right at his head. She hoped it would at least disable him for a moment so she may go all out on him. She didn't have much strength but if she could get a good few hits on him, she's confident enough she'll beat him.

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[I am active in several role-plays at the moment and have room under my belt for plenty more. I enjoy any type and can create a character for many of them. Need something to keep my imagination in check, Heh.]

Ezekiel reared himself back with confidence as he had felt his fist dig deep inside Sight, causing severe bruising and maybe even twisting a few bones. He looked down for a few seconds as Sight was recooperating, checking his knuckles for any scuffs or skinning from the punch. Just as those gray eyes began looking up, a wooden chair crashed into his head. Ezekiels head whipped to the right with the impact, a long line of blood shooting from his lips and onto the floor as spittle and crimson blood dripped from his mouth.

Ezekiel crumpled to the ground after the chair broke over his face, his entire mouth coverd in blood- cheeks slightly swelling already. "Grwod dramnit.." Ezekiel muffled through blood, spitting a tooth onto the marble floor. His vission was spinning, Ezekiels mind racing at four times it's regular speed although his body just wouldnt catch up to it's warnings. Slowly he tried to rise, each time thumping back into his slumped spot on the ground. Eventually giving up on this plan as his groginess refuse to subside, the hunter began pushing himself helplessly backwards- ANYWHERE. "Shwelter... gret out rof thre opren.." He mumbled to himself.

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Build my fear of what's out there
Cannot breathe the open air
Whisper things into my brain
Assuring me that I'm insane