"I shouldn't have come here." Morrian regretted. Garren would likely feel just as out of place in a soft and gilded city like this. "The weak gather in hordes and murmur or whine while the strong do everything. It's why I left my homeland to begin with. I wanted to be stronger, surrounded by weakness I could only get weaker. Here it permeates everything and I cannot fight back or they will take it as a national offense." Finally he confessed, "I wanted to see how Torva and the tiny dragon have grown. Should I stay and endure this humiliation?" He asked Garren. He felt an odd comradery with the human, a comfort he had left when his crew betrayed his ideals.
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I'm still trying to post while giving Exie the freedom to react to everything. We're getting there.
The vampiress had lunged with such speed and ferocity that it was too fast for him to react. She grabbed hold of him and the two tumbled across the roof until she had him pinned. He had lost hold of the bag as they rolled, some of the contents spilling onto the roof. Visible was a long metal spike, a metal bat still half-concealed by the bag, and an aerosol can.
A set of fangs pricked his shoulder. It would have been more painful if he weren't already full of adrenaline. Gray moved his left hand quickly to draw the syringe from its place in his front pocket while drawing a Glock with his right, the same arm she was now drinking his lifeblood from. She in her fury smacked the syringe from his hand, pinned his arm and continued to draw from him. It clattered to the side. With his handgun he started to unload the magazine into her abdomen while using the painful opportunity to shove her off of him. Her teeth tore a chunk from his shoulder. She definitely looked more the monster now. He rolled to side to the closest equipment - the bag. What he grabbed was the metal spike. Sure, special wood could kill a vampire. He didn't want to kill her though. He wanted to paralyze her and if the syringe wouldn't work then filling her heart with some cold metal would. If this didn't work he may have to behead her and abandon the information before she leeched more of his life away.
A set of fangs pricked his shoulder. It would have been more painful if he weren't already full of adrenaline. Gray moved his left hand quickly to draw the syringe from its place in his front pocket while drawing a Glock with his right, the same arm she was now drinking his lifeblood from. She in her fury smacked the syringe from his hand, pinned his arm and continued to draw from him. It clattered to the side. With his handgun he started to unload the magazine into her abdomen while using the painful opportunity to shove her off of him. Her teeth tore a chunk from his shoulder. She definitely looked more the monster now. He rolled to side to the closest equipment - the bag. What he grabbed was the metal spike. Sure, special wood could kill a vampire. He didn't want to kill her though. He wanted to paralyze her and if the syringe wouldn't work then filling her heart with some cold metal would. If this didn't work he may have to behead her and abandon the information before she leeched more of his life away.
Will post this afternoon after work. I know everyone is getting antsy. Sorry. I'll make it good.
What is Shawarma?
What's in bag #1!? Do we dare find out? It might hurt. =)
The feeling of euphoria that came from being lifted off the ground with absolutely no control over your destination was exquisite. Flying through the air after some trash was anything but graceful. He choked off a gasp as he was hurled to the roof of the building from street level. It was like falling in reverse and in this case Gray liked gravity to stay in one direction. He stumbled a landing in his quarry's path. "If you have anything useful in that bag of yours, now is the time!" Apparently this was Beth's idea. Well, better than chasing on the street until he got tired and she escaped. He'd have to explain in vivid details what he thought of being surprised like that though.
Gray's expression went from surprised to a wry smile like the guy at the poker table who just can't help how great his hand is. The gym bag was still clutched in his left hand and slightly unzipped, ready to pull something out of. The vampire's acute sense of smell would tell her that there was a hint of corrosive chemicals in there as well as some metal.
As Karram drew closer from behind he tried to talk her down from running. The vampiress seemed much more interested in Gray, like somehow she knew him and he'd offended her. So he responded to her in kind. "Look I have no idea how you know me but I will answer that question. Sorry to say this is not about you. It's all about your recent neighbor. Calls himself Nemsemet." He prepared to reach into the bag. A feat she more likely would notice as he continued. "We're not in an asking mood. Help us out by coming with us. If not you get to see what's in the bag." And she would get to meet Karram.
Gray's expression went from surprised to a wry smile like the guy at the poker table who just can't help how great his hand is. The gym bag was still clutched in his left hand and slightly unzipped, ready to pull something out of. The vampire's acute sense of smell would tell her that there was a hint of corrosive chemicals in there as well as some metal.
As Karram drew closer from behind he tried to talk her down from running. The vampiress seemed much more interested in Gray, like somehow she knew him and he'd offended her. So he responded to her in kind. "Look I have no idea how you know me but I will answer that question. Sorry to say this is not about you. It's all about your recent neighbor. Calls himself Nemsemet." He prepared to reach into the bag. A feat she more likely would notice as he continued. "We're not in an asking mood. Help us out by coming with us. If not you get to see what's in the bag." And she would get to meet Karram.
Exie I love your writing style. Still working on mine.
I'll have a post up after work.
No. I think it is uncomfortably funny. It works. It's just disturbing enough to make me smile.
No worries on offending. I don't offend easily.
No worries on offending. I don't offend easily.
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