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@Norschtalen
Hunting Mission
The girl was quick to follow, now pulling off her pauldrons and showing the bite. (..Damn.) Lia took a swig to taste, then hungrily gulped the concoction. The hunter had a collection of remedies and antidotes-- but vampirism? Only tales. Some apothecaries offered silver dust suspended in clove oil, and some would straight out recommend stuffing chopped garlic in the wound. Perhaps now would be the time to test out these curatives? This hunt may just offer her enough gold to purchase the vial of silver. At this point, any recommendation to cure the affliction.
Lia shakily tried to crush the garlic with the flat of her blade and rubbed the mush into the bite as it was being bandaged. She had to exhale slowly, else risk screaming in pain and giving away the two hunters' location.
"You.. must not tell the others." She was gasping, swiping at the air until her hand had something to hold to: Iva's bicep. Even so soon, Lia could get a feel of how warm the other hunter was.. how the fluid within her pumped slowly, pulsating against the turning hunter's cold touch. "You.. must not tell the others." Lia's grip tightened, almost digger her nails at Iva's skin.
Still, the blind hunter had control of her actions-- unlike the creature that lay limp nearby. Would this be her fate, too?
Im just waiting for an update too :)
Hunting Mission
Lia wanted a silent approach, a calculated entry to map out just what they were up against. A coven could span from a small group to a literal army equaling that of a king. Even then, experience would play a vital role. An undead creature could easily accumulate generations of knowledge, know the workings and inhibitions of man, as they, too, were once mortal. Time was not against these creatures, maybe even for them.
With how small their hunting group was, Lia hoped for the former.
What little Lia had gathered before, she spoke to the group. "We must think of our strategy properly." She whispered. "We are better off to think carefully before we--"
Ha! About fucking time!
Lia's solemn warning was ignored. Completely. The hunter couldn't work with chaos; she wasn't able to perceive threats as easily as others, and the crashing of a wooden door, followed by the immediate clanging of metal, shouting and gashing was a sensory overload.
(You rash creature!!!!!!) A passing, annoyed thought. However, now was not the time to sulk at the circumstances. This mission would have to lack the finesse of a clean hunt, so Lia nocks a silver-tipped arrow: an untested (for her) method to eliminate a vampire.
She walked in and tried to make sense of everything. Everything was just an approximate location. This skirmish was too risky to go making blind shots, and her arrows were limited. When enemy and ally were so interlaced in sound and scent, Lia feared to take a shot. This was also considering her arrows could be retrieved after, a wrong shot against a wall or through bone would easily break her arrows, rendering the rare metal at the tip useless.
Lia was useless in a group fight, and decided not to intervene.
"May fortune favor the fools.." She whispered, now trying to go deeper. She does so by following the path close to a wall, until she felt the feel of a door and the metal knob. The hunter tread carefully, turning her ears towards the little disruptions along the corridor. A creature that equals man's thinking would also know how to slink; they would know how to use stealth, as she did.
Her adrenaline spiked, her heart was leaping. This dulled her ears as every beat rushed to her hearing. However, every bump, every drip and footfall didn't go unnoticed as the fighting above dwindled. Until there was silence again. Perfect. Lia breathed slowly to calm herself, bow and dagger clutched on her right hand, ready to strike anything that passed her. Her blade was wrapped in thin cloth, an attempt to hide its glinting. The soft light of the wall scones already gave her away: an advantage for the blood-addled monsters.
Still, she pursues forward, watching her steps: a light tap on the ground, followed by a footfall on solid ground. As she enters the next room (Area 4), the unmistakable sound of presence filled her ears. It was a resounding sulk-like sound. Almost crying. Then, rattling of chains.
"What are you doing here?" Calmly, she asked the caged... human(?) Lia was well aware what this being could be, and chose to keep distance.
No response, however the sulking stopped. "Please.. h--help me. I don't want to--" The being growled like an animal, a guttural sound from his throat, immediately followed by snapping of the teeth. "I can-- I can feel myself turning... Please."
"..." There was a shared moment of quiet. Each passing second affirmed her suspicion, and she just nodded. "I understand."
"There should be a key by the table th---thh---grrrrrr--there!" There was a slight gurgle in his words, a viscous liquid spurted from his mouth by the sound of it.
Lia nodded again, extending her hand to find a wall. She made careful stride as to not knock anything over. This little fumbling, and her ever unchanging gaze gave it off. "Y--you.
you're.." The captive rattled his cage, incredulously pointing out the now-obvious
"blind? I know." Lia interjected. "am I near the table or not?" Sharply, she followed up. Her mercy was well above her patience, so she continued to 'help' this prisoner avoid turning.
Finally, she reaches the table, now feeling the surface. She tried to make her search quick, as any moment a fully-turned vampire could swoop in and catch her unaware, with only a dagger to protect herself. This would spell the end of her quest, and probably life. After some light taps, a small piece of metal touched her fingertip. Lia picked it up and studied the form. The ridges at the end only confirmed what the object was. She crept over to the cage and lay her hand on the lock, feeling the keyhole to open the cage. She held the dagger tightly with her other hand.
"You will be free soon.."
Everything happened so fast. "I--I'm so sorry..."
As soon as she turned the key, the creature pushed at the small door and burst out of the cage. It kicked strongly, the brunt of it felt almost like a horse's kick! This caught Lia off as she stumbled back briefly, rolling on the dirt. "I'm really-- really...s---sorry."
A weight fell on top of her chest as cold hands cradled her head and shoulder, then pulling the two apart to reveal Lia's exposed neck. She tried to buck him off, thrashing now and fighting against the firm grip on her form. This clash went on for some few seconds until Lia surrendered her fate. She clenched her jaw and prepared for the inevitable. Even with the dagger in her hand, the creature could easily make use of what little life it still had left.
"I can't help it. I'm just so hungry and you looked so delicious. Your blood.. your.." He said nothing else, now plunging his barely-sharp fangs against the hunter. Lia made a last effort to push him off, having the vampire miss her vein completely, instead biting at the muscle near her collar bone. He gulped and slurped hastily, messily, unconcerned as the life from his prey dwindled with every intake. And in turn, Lia, too, thrust her dagger at the creature. The vampire wouldn't relent as Lia fought back.
It was able to take two gulps before its end came. She stabbed him over and over and over, each one weaker than the last. Until the vampire stopped feeding and fell to the floor, stiff.
Her fate has been sealed as she rolled forward to prop herself against the table. She fumbled, disoriented by the blood that spurted from her side. Lia was somewhat drenched in her own blood as she now pressed her palm against the bite wound, applying pressure to stop the bleeding.
Aoife Valentine
@Leslie Hall
""So, what do you need done? Homework answers? Dirty secrets?"
Aoife liked favors; it was like bread and butter to have these kinds of connections. She raised two browd towards Piper's proposal. "You could do those kinds of things?" Despite the mess around her, she kept a clean(ish) facade-- although the splotch of red on the crook of her lip wouldn't have sold it completely.
"Hm." She rolled here eyes upwards for some brief thought and a quick glance at the list she projected with her Enlil Network. Still nothing. "So you exchange foor for favors huh? Guess I'll hold onto that for later~ I have nothing coming up that I may need help in~" She gloriously chirped, as she dug into her triple pasta to take a moderate size.
"Oh!" Aoife gulped and took a swig of soda. "So we don't forget each other, I'm Aoife!"* Her impulse would have had her rub a hand on her pants to wipe off some grime off her palm, but was stopped at the last second in exchange for a disposable table napkin. "Glad to meet you!" She then offered a somewhat clean hand to shake; it was some outdated way to make friends, she supposed.
Some time being showed off as a 'trophy' girlfriend had her pick up basic socializing.
"What exactly can you do, by the way? I'm guessing you're pretty smart if you can give me answers to the tests." Aoife was not one to care about superficial grades, but it didn't hurt to ask.
*Aoife is pronounced EE-fa
gonna put something up in a few hours! :D
@Nymeria
Hunting Mission
Lia showed up to the gate, as arranged prior. She waited for a moment and closed her eyes. It became more symbolic to her now as she sits by the grass that outlined the castle's gate. The girl rubbed her palm against the dirt and swayed with the wind on her cheek. Merchant carts passed by her, followed by the clunking of the city gates to welcome the commerce. She could also hear the subtle ruffling of the woods: some creatures who would chirp or run about under the sun. The hunter stood at the meridian of nature and civilization.
Her brief commune was then interrupted by the familiar voice, one she'd gotten to know after a night of storytelling. To say the least, Irelia could already determine the accents and tones of Captrain Drystan. Among the inconceivable throng, he stood out as a ray of familiarity. It comforted her to have someone she knew.
She goes up and follows suit: towards the arranged meetup. Lia could have easily gone there herself, but it also helped to have someone be her guide. It would be a waste of time and energy to navigate alone. With some effort, she could follow his steps, listening to every footfall he made until they reached the den.
Lia stood center as he spoke, trying to take in and remember what detail the captain my offer. "No matter what happens, we need to remember our job. We are here to annihilate every last one of them. We do this for our King and our city. Don't let them down"
She nodded in response, for whatever it was worth. Lia quietly stood near the entrance to have a preliminary check of the area. Given, the area was dark. However, the small sounds and scents that the other hunters were nary able to pick up were given due notice by the blind hunter.
@Nymeria Judging by the recent post, I'm supposed to react now to the guild notice right?
Did we skip meeting up later that day or is it still going on?
Did we skip meeting up later that day or is it still going on?
In that case, I'll wait for another cycle to come in before putting anything. I am just a bystander at the moment; I doubt I could put up anything important ;;;;
@Rune_Alchemist@Deadlyrose9641
Abi finished her food immediately. She wanted to play a little bit more with Viola, but it seems the other girl wasn't too interested. So, Abi drank the last of her milk and prepared to leave the cafeteria, not before putting everyone else's used utensils and trays away. She had stacked them for easier disposal by the janitors. Manners were important, even when a giant beast in the cafeteria is threatening to make someone's meal their last. By the end of it, she must have used a few more than 20 pieces of tissues to avoid actually touching the utensils. Abi also pushed the tissues into her own glass and picked up her luggage.
"I may need to head to my own room too.. you're right, it seems it's getting boring here." It wasn't that Abi had some facade to put up; the girl actually cared about the whole mess-- but her abilities weren't applicable to the situation. Even with an Alter's strength, she doubted that would make a difference at all.
(This.. isn't my problem. And the professors are coming in, too anyway.) Abi nodded and started to make way to her room. "Maybe we could stroll around later when we aren't encumbered by our luggage?" She suggested, to Luna and to Viola.
How she would get the message to the other table mates, though.. that would seem to be a concern.
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