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I'm back in time, sweet.
Battle scene? I wanna talk to the spider.

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Libé marveled at the graceful beauty with which the spider danced trough the sky.
He was no great fan of the creepy crawlies, and spiders on his skin made his skin crawl.
But he was one to apreciate their beauty from a small distance, and never killed them, picking them up with a piece of paper and moving them out of the house. This spider however, was slightly too big for a tissue.

It's size, color and movements screamed magic to Libé. In it's many eyes, was that gleam a hint of intelligence?
He spread his arms to the side and slowly heightened the half meter diameter pillar he was seated on.
When he was at roughly 10 meters up he could look at the spider from somewhat closer by, at eye level.
"Hello. I am Libé. What mesmerizing patterns are you making."

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I'll be incommunicado for the weekend. But I'll be back to catch up monday, and will be able to be pretty active after that.

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"Nope." Libé said while he held his arms apart and the floating clay stretched like silly putty to follow both arms.
"I'm only just now starting to figure it out." The earth suddenly hardened and fell to the ground to loudly shatter.
"Ehrm.. I need practice with this.."
Libé sat down and crossed his legs and arms. With a deep breath the earth he was on slowly rose in the shape of an almost perfect pillar, elevating him to eye level. "And to be honest, I do want to explore with you, but I want to explore my magic first. So if you want, you can stick around and practice too, or you go ahead and I'll catch up. If something goes wrong you can always come back here."

Blood Compact (Open!)

I'll be gone this weekend. I can post again as early as monday night.
Till then.

Blood Compact (Open!)

gotta say, writing Ash and Martin together is tricky.
Not used to writing that kinda of situation.

Blood Compact (Open!)

Megapost for all characters I'm running.

Blood Compact (Open!)

The downpour was never ending.
Hale didn't listen to the fledgling mouth off. He wasn't hungry anymore.
Kami had beaten the blood lust out of him alright. Everything strained, and hurt.
Half his wolfish face was burnt away revealing his badly damaged teeth in a informative grin.
As he stared in the abyss he saw traces of movement. Hatred flood over him. That fucking mongrel had to die. Badly.
But Hale was tired, and his re-awoken instincts had other plans. So he staggered away trough the burnt out and washed away remains of the battlefield. Like himself. A wolf burnt and drowned disappeared into the woods. Moving tired but with purpose, though he didn't know where.
Deeper and deeper into the forest. Further from humanity and inhumanity. Hale found a dark cave, it was dry inside. In the cave lied the lupine giantess, her bright white manes stained with blood and mud. She looked at him silently before slowly going back to sleep. Without a world Hale's thrashed canine form crashed down on the dry cave floor and finally fell asleep.

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Magnus sat at the top of the hill overlooking the remains of the battlefield. He got out of that pretty much unscathed. Well.. unscathed after he had had his fill on a few lost human deserters. Good times. His redicilous vampire sight allowed him to cassually survey the field and see who went were. Kami, Mithias, Hale, that kid and maybe Mo all survived. But this could be chalked up to a big loss for vampire kind. Magnus was nothing but smiles, because it made him realize how little he cared. And caring little had always been his source of freedom, but unlike old man Gabe he didn't feel like he suffered from his insanity. In fact, now the vampires were on the defensive side he could play rebel. He had always been better at playing the rebel than playing the tyrant.
...
Speaking of old men. Night was falling, and due to the seemingly permanent rainfall the skies were darkening by the moment.
Magnus focussed his mind and threw it to the other side of the world, to the place old men waited.
"Good evening Bedi. How was your nap? We had a blast fighting Kami, fucker is still moving though, you'll never guess what that naughty kid had hiding up his skirt."

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Martin and Ashlynn had made it out barely. The tunnel ended in a small locked supply building behind the hospital. After a slight rest Martin had picked the locks to the door outside and the backdoor to the hospital. "It's best if we stock up on bloodbags, who knows how hard blood will be to come by now." had been Martin's reason. Ashlynn had been silent since the tunnel. She sat on a medical examination bed while Martin raided the fridge."You like B- I hope. Lot's of that here."

"Did you mean it?" She asked hesitantly.
"Yes." Martin answered without hesitating or wondering what she was talking about.[/color]
"You want to be a vampire?"
Martin paused, and stopped packing bloodbags. He closed the fridge and turned around.
"No. But I have to. It's the next step, and I'm expected to go beyond. So if clutching to my mortality holds me back.."
Ashlynn looked at him in confused silence.
"What I'm saying is.. it's my destiny?.. Besides, if I'm going to turn i'd like it to be you."
Ashlynn's face turned red and recoiled as Martin walked closer.
"No wait, that's not what I meant!" Martin realized how she interpreted his words.
"I mean how you're the first hybrid... not that you're not pretty.. you're very.. I'm just going to shut up now."
Ashlynn laughed nervously.
Martin regained his composure and intently grabbed her hand. He stared the shocked young girl dead in the eyes.
"Ashlynn. Please be my sire."

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Libé

Libé shrugged. He was fine with one or the other. He did want to go outside though.
When the little girl declared her presumed royalty Libé just smiled and shot Rina an adult look saying 'Don't break the illusion.'

He followed outside trough the door. Into the open world. He absentmindedly reacted to Alison talking to what he assumed was like Aron, a familiar of sorts. "You could call kitten Azraël after Gargamel's cat, from the Smurfs." But Libé's train of thought was obliterated when he took in the open world outside. In awe he staggered out of the futuristic building to see rolling plains at the edge of a forest. A beautiful forest. One like the ones you only see on vacations to faraway lands. It was probably magic too. Because when isn't it a magic forest. He remembered the fantasy stereotype. Now he was really in a fantasy world. And he liked the idea that the woods were probably filled to the brim with the weird and wondrous. The plants and trees were alien. So was the sky.
Dumbstruck with wonder Libé stared at the splendor around him. It's glory evoking inspiration of staggering proportions. The earth rumbled and waved softly along with Libé's breath. It felt like the ground pulled at his mind and fingers, and moved when he pulled back. Hesitantly a shaky pillar of earth rose from the ground while the level around it gradually lowered. He could move the ground! Absorbed Libé played with the material as it bend to his whims. His eyes sparked with excitement while he mumbled something about magic.

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Libé nodded, confirming Alison's words.
"Right. I'm Libé and we both just went trough the same thing you did. I'm in no hurry yet. Feel like exploring this new and strange world together?" Libé was calm and friendly, which made his offer sound strange. Rather than making it sound like an epic quest of dire importance, he made it sound like he asked her if she wanted the last chocolate chip cookie.

Libé pointed at the forest outside. "I think we're supposed to start by going outside. I have a feeling that's when the 'game' starts. Whatever it is."