“Alright, I've had enough.” Kieran heard Madam Isabela hiss from behind him. He shifted to dodge a blade and found her there to finish the human, he blinked at her words. A moment later he heard shouts and the hunters that were headed towards them stilled. Thursday attention shifting to a hill that overlooked an endless field that led to a forest, Kieran blinked once more.
Other vampires had appeared and held two struggling individuals, the others held the weapons. Ryanair moved forward as if to investigate, only to still when a gloved hand fell on his shoulder. He blinked when pink eyes met his own, a frown on the nobles vampire face.
“Best not get too close yet. Madam Isabela?” Lady Esther addressed the other with a bow of her head, Ryanair remained still in confusion. He relaxed when another hand fell on his other shoulder, the smell of mint invading his nose. Kieran sighed softly but made no indication of moving, he watched as Madam Isabela patted her skirts.
“Now then, I'm assuming this game is over. Do be dears and leave before I really lose my temper.” Kieran shuddered at the mere mention, the vampires in white moved forward and brought with them their hostages. The other hunters parted and allowed them passage, Madam Isabela huffed and moved forward. Her hand almost seemed to caress the female's chin, her other seeming to poke the male's chest. All three and the ones in white knew that it was a warning, Madam Isabela could easily kill them.
“We've been sent to-” The woman began, only to be silence by a knife to her neck. The second hostage remained silent, his only move to move away from the poking finger. Ryanair moved away from Lady Esther and stood beside his sire, not aware that he stood beside Clara as well. Kieran didn't have the energy to ponder the sight, he really couldn't think straight anymore if he was honest.
“What did you dose your weapons with?” Lady Esther’s voice filled the air, the hard underlying of anger clear. Both humans remained silent for a moment, Madam Isabela’s Guard pressed shifted as if to move forward. No one moved and for that Kieran was grateful, he couldn't tell which was up or down anymore.
“Silver.” Was the simple answer the male provided, Kieran noted all three of his companions flinch. He swallowed and felt his legs give from under him, his world going black around the edges. A hand slapping his cheek jerks him awake, a familiar face meeting his blurry vision. His brown hair was tied and his eyes were glowing gold, Kieran blinked and rolled his head to see why he wasn't on the ground. He was being held by a Guard member, he returned his attention to Wolff.
“You won't be moving for a bit, you've taken too much silver in your system. Be thankful that some of left your system already, really Kieran I thought you could fight better then this.” Kieran couldn't answer aside from narrowing his eyes, Wolff ignored him and turned to the others. “The ones that sustained cuts should be fine, just don't push yourselves. Be good dears and destroy those weapons please, I'd hate for someone to find them.” The other Guard members moved into action, Kieran only noted then that they were alone.
“I suggest we all stay here for the night. You have rooms?” Lady Esther asked after a moment, Kieran was lifted by Wolff and kept in place by the hand on his shoulder. Ryanair nodded and turned to the house, a frown on his face.
“We've renovated and have added more rooms. We should get inside, will they be staying?” The question was directed to the white-clothed figures, Madam Isabela nodded and Ryanair relaxed. Kieran watched as his second fledgling turned room face his first, his posture going rigid as he opened his mouth. “Will you be staying? I don't think Healer Wolff wants us moving.” Wolff nodded and moved away from Kieran, Ryanair appeared a moment later. Resting his heavy head on the blonde's shoulder, he unconciously called for his first fledgling to join them. His feet felt rooted to the ground, his ears focused as Wolff began to speak.
“We will all be sleeping here. Any objections I don't a shit about. Let's get moving inside.” Kieran watched as Madam Isabela and Esther moved forward, the white figures gone as well as the bodies.
Kieran fucking hated silver.
@earlymorninstar Other vampires had appeared and held two struggling individuals, the others held the weapons. Ryanair moved forward as if to investigate, only to still when a gloved hand fell on his shoulder. He blinked when pink eyes met his own, a frown on the nobles vampire face.
“Best not get too close yet. Madam Isabela?” Lady Esther addressed the other with a bow of her head, Ryanair remained still in confusion. He relaxed when another hand fell on his other shoulder, the smell of mint invading his nose. Kieran sighed softly but made no indication of moving, he watched as Madam Isabela patted her skirts.
“Now then, I'm assuming this game is over. Do be dears and leave before I really lose my temper.” Kieran shuddered at the mere mention, the vampires in white moved forward and brought with them their hostages. The other hunters parted and allowed them passage, Madam Isabela huffed and moved forward. Her hand almost seemed to caress the female's chin, her other seeming to poke the male's chest. All three and the ones in white knew that it was a warning, Madam Isabela could easily kill them.
“We've been sent to-” The woman began, only to be silence by a knife to her neck. The second hostage remained silent, his only move to move away from the poking finger. Ryanair moved away from Lady Esther and stood beside his sire, not aware that he stood beside Clara as well. Kieran didn't have the energy to ponder the sight, he really couldn't think straight anymore if he was honest.
“What did you dose your weapons with?” Lady Esther’s voice filled the air, the hard underlying of anger clear. Both humans remained silent for a moment, Madam Isabela’s Guard pressed shifted as if to move forward. No one moved and for that Kieran was grateful, he couldn't tell which was up or down anymore.
“Silver.” Was the simple answer the male provided, Kieran noted all three of his companions flinch. He swallowed and felt his legs give from under him, his world going black around the edges. A hand slapping his cheek jerks him awake, a familiar face meeting his blurry vision. His brown hair was tied and his eyes were glowing gold, Kieran blinked and rolled his head to see why he wasn't on the ground. He was being held by a Guard member, he returned his attention to Wolff.
“You won't be moving for a bit, you've taken too much silver in your system. Be thankful that some of left your system already, really Kieran I thought you could fight better then this.” Kieran couldn't answer aside from narrowing his eyes, Wolff ignored him and turned to the others. “The ones that sustained cuts should be fine, just don't push yourselves. Be good dears and destroy those weapons please, I'd hate for someone to find them.” The other Guard members moved into action, Kieran only noted then that they were alone.
“I suggest we all stay here for the night. You have rooms?” Lady Esther asked after a moment, Kieran was lifted by Wolff and kept in place by the hand on his shoulder. Ryanair nodded and turned to the house, a frown on his face.
“We've renovated and have added more rooms. We should get inside, will they be staying?” The question was directed to the white-clothed figures, Madam Isabela nodded and Ryanair relaxed. Kieran watched as his second fledgling turned room face his first, his posture going rigid as he opened his mouth. “Will you be staying? I don't think Healer Wolff wants us moving.” Wolff nodded and moved away from Kieran, Ryanair appeared a moment later. Resting his heavy head on the blonde's shoulder, he unconciously called for his first fledgling to join them. His feet felt rooted to the ground, his ears focused as Wolff began to speak.
“We will all be sleeping here. Any objections I don't a shit about. Let's get moving inside.” Kieran watched as Madam Isabela and Esther moved forward, the white figures gone as well as the bodies.
Kieran fucking hated silver.