Akihisa Yoshii Member

Desmond's eyes turned a kind of glowing red. "Nobody is going to any meeting on my watch." Then he closed them, a headache coming on, his mind going blank as white-hot pain ripped through his skull. After a few moments, he looked up at Nurse Ann. "..." He smirked and was blasted up onto his feet, the dark tendrils doing this gone as soon as they had come. He was back in that seemingly older form, and in fact he was. "Gotta run, see ya." Then he kissed the nurse, and immediately after disappeared into the shadows. Very strange for him.

Also, I forget, how old is Nurse Ann? I have this weird thing of imagining the nurses as really old or something, but I remember you said she was actually kind of young... Or something, I think I'm crazy.

As Desmond moves he hears the whimpering and emerges from the shadows right in front of Nurse Ann. "Nurse Ann? Everything OK?"

Desmond sighed to himself and moved through the shadows, getting used to the feeling... He saw Luna and emerged from the shadows, momentarily to look at her, before disappearing back into them and going to find the new lifeforms he sensed... Or was it the shadows telling him about them?

There. I tried to post a million times before the site went down, but I never could get it to work so I just gave up. So, sorry for my disappearance.

Desmond just kept to the shadows and watched the proceedings of the meetings of the nurses. He felt something latching to his mind, telling him to slaughter them all. The darkness beckoned him to shed blood, but he didn't. He just watched. "..."

Cool.

I'm back, what did I miss?

Yay!

(Think I'll revamp Dimitri to fit my needs, need to make him fit the rules) Name: Marian Dimitri Age: 50; his body ages slowly so physically he's around 19 Appearance: He was once a handsome young boy, but cursed with vampirism he is now ugly and twisted in his appearance, true horror unable to be defined in the time I possess to tell. A normal man would be frozen in place by his appearance alone, and most likely knocked off his feet by the terrible odor of death and rotting flesh about him. Bio: TBR Skills: His combat prowess is above any normal human, wielding his claws and teeth with deadly proficiency, his raw strength giving him all he needs. His speed makes him nearly impossible to detect with the human eye at full speed, though he can only use his full speed in short bursts. Weapons: Vampires have long sharp claws on hand and feet, and a maw full of long, sharp teeth, perfect for ripping out necks. Though if he needs to wield a real weapon, his raw strength and speed makes up for his downright lack of experience. Power: Vampiric Physiology; he seems to be unable to obtain more powers, killing a monster does nothing for him. Equipment: A golden locket he carries in his pocket. Canteen filled with a teenage girl's blood. Her name was Mandy. Vices: Fire and crosses (though crosses cannot really hurt him, he finds himself uneasy around them; as if being judged by the object and he doesn't like it) **I will not survive!**