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World's collide

Well, I'll go ahead and sign on as that one extra person needed.

My interest is enthusiastic, but unfortunately tentative. This looks so awesome, and I really want to participate. My schedule is a tad busy over the next few weeks, though, so you may have to be patient with me at times.

EDIT: Also should mention to the GM...I've had a character concept burning a hole in my skull for the past month, and I would really love to finally get to write and roleplay this character. Mind if I PM you the concept to see if its workable?

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Greyson frowned in disapproval as she listened to Krov. After all the care she'd taken to try to not scare the young girl, he made no effort at all to sugar coat things. Was Greyson destined to someday reach an age where she'd been a vampire so long she no longer remembered what it felt like to be human? To be young and empathetic and innocent? She silently vowed to try to never let that happen.

She only realized she had completely zoned out when a voice brought her back to Earth. Looking up, she saw Hisako standing before her, a hand outstretched. "If you aren't in shape, I won't be able to count on you for anything. Let me show you where we keep the humans."

Greyson nodded, gratefully accepting the hand Hisako offered her. Even with the assistance, the motion and strength required to get onto her feet was agonizing. She gritted her teeth tightly, trying to stifle the noise of pain so as not to appear weaker than she already did. She doubted it had much effect. Anyone who showed up at the door weak and covered in blood was bound to be viewed as a liability. The second she was standing, she immediately stumbled back against the wall as her feet threatened to give out underneath her. "Thanks," she muttered quietly, once she trusted herself to speak without her voice breaking.

"In exchange for helping you out, I want you to come with Krov and I to hunt a couple more humans soon."

"That seems fair," she agreed, her Japanese accented with heavy English as she tried to focus on what she was saying. She looked at Hisako, waiting for her to lead the way to where their humans were. "I can help as soon as I get blood. Thank you."

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This will be excellent. :3

Also, I intend to post tomorrow between classes.

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That'd definitely be interesting. I'd love to get some backstory relations happening when I make up my Black Sword character eventually.

Also, half-formed idea. If anyone does choose to do someone that attacked Greyson, they very easily could have followed her to the safehouse. I imagine she left a rather bloody trail. Someone who knows how to track could easily follow that.

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I cannot approve of this gif enough.

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Let the waiting on posts end!

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Greyson was silent for a time, sitting with her eyes closed and her head leaning back against the wall. It looked almost as though she may be sleeping. In truth, she was conserving the remainder of her strength. She listened to the other vampires speak. Hisako introduced herself, and told of how she had started this 'sanctuary'. Greyson half-paid attention. However, after Hisako concluded her words, a new voice spoke up, demanding Hisako's age.

Greyson's eyes snapped open, and she looked to the door. There, the new vampire stood, and was instantly recognizable, even to those who had only heard of her. Priscilla the Ancient had joined their ranks. Instantly, Greyson felt herself slouching deeper into the corner where she sat. It was bad enough to be a fledgling vampire in the presence of the third oldest vampire of all time....but no, she had to be an injured fledgling. She could only hope that Priscilla wouldn't notice her. And after a few seconds, it seemed that this scenario was likely. Priscilla asked for the oldest vampire to speak up, and Krov decided to take the position of authority, despite barely being older than Greyson herself. Kuro quickly introduced himself, confirming what Krov had already said. That their position was far from ideal. Before following Priscilla outside, Kuro acknowledged the rest of the house. "Hisako-pyon, please attend to Big Sister's wounds. Allow her a few servings of the blood, preferably from the serial killer I've captured. Don't kill him though, not yet. Welcome to Hisako's Shack, where your new future begins. Take one step out of line that will endanger the lives of our family, and I will personally end you."

She acknowledged him with a barely-noticeable nod of thanks as he left; the best she could manage without pain. As soon as Priscilla and Kuro were out of the house, Krov spoke. "I know it's a good thing that Priscilla is here to help us, but won't any Black Swords or any random hunters scanning the area notice the presence of the third ancient? Don't they show up well on sensors?"

Greyson looked up at him. This was the one who had called her an inexperienced fledgling when she had introduced herself. Though it was true, it hadn't been something she had needed to hear in her current state. "I suppose we must consider both the benefits and the consequences at the same time," she answered him after a brief second, her voice quiet and hesitant. "Her presence may attract more attention...but would we really be any safer without Priscilla here? I don't thi-..."

She trailed off as she realized Karina was speaking. The young girl's voice was filled with confusion, fear, and worry as she pointed at Greyson. "-all bloody, and it really hurt. Did she fall on her body? 'Coz she looks like she's hurting reaaaally bad right now. And she's bloody everywhere. What happened?"

Greyson had to remind herself that not only did Karina look young, but she truly was a child. It had been some time since Greyson had last spoken to children. She only went out at night, long after the sun had descended and parents had called their children inside to go to bed. She glanced down at her shirt. The loose white fabric had been clean weeks ago, but was now stained with layers of blood both dried and fresh, and ripped in several places. Her pants were torn, the deep cut on her leg clearly visible. To an eleven year old girl, she must have looked truly terrifying. "It's all right, sweetheart," she said kindly. She attempted to sit up a little straighter to show Karina that she was okay, but the action only served to make her gasp in pain and grimace deeply. "Don't worry about what happened to me. I'll be fine, I promise."

There was no sense in trying to explain to Karina what had happened. She couldn't tell her about the war in the city, the poor child would be mortified. She couldn't even say something as simple as 'I got in a fight', for fear of making the girl worry even more.

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Awwww, Greyson's gonna feel bad for scaring poor little Karina.

I think I ought to be able to get a post up tomorrow. :) I've made enough progress on my art project that I can relax just a tad.

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I apologize again for my delay. This is a crazy week for me. I'll try to get a post up ASAP. At very latest, it will be up Wednesday. At earliest, tomorrow evening. Hopefully tomorrow evening.

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Indeed. It's awesome so far.

I know I said I'd post tonight, but I'm gonna have to postpone again. I'm crazy behind on a huge art project, and my mum wants to take me for supper. And midterms. Eep.