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✹☽ Vampires of Redhaven ☾✹

@Eviledd1984

Brian McConaughan

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McConaughan’s smirk instantly dissolved into a look of surprise and then annoyance. “Aw, come on!” he exclaimed, slapping his hand onto the bar countertop. “You ruined the dramatic reveal! God, this new world...it seems nobody’s shocked by anything anymore!” He leaned in toward the younger man who still seemed susceptible to the unease of the situation.

“Aye,” McConaughan said, a bit softer now. “Vampire blood. Isn’t that ironic?” He broke out into a fit of genuine laughter and slapped his knee. “For the prey to become the predator! It’s poetic justice, don’t you think?” His tone became more serious as he continued. “The leeches think they can eat us because they’ve been damned by God. But we, his chosen, we can fight back.” Within his voice was the clearly audible disdain for the creatures. He couldn’t help the rising red in his cheeks, his nose, his forehead. But then his eyes narrowed. “Say, you’re not a couple of sympathizers, are you?”

@Kinjaav@Cio

Lucifer

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A shadowy figure stepped out into the brisk air from the balcony of a penthouse on Main Street. He was dressed in a light blue button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows and a pair of dark grey slacks. The music from the night club below him drifted its way up and its rhythmic beating mingled with that of the heartbeats of dancing humans. It was a calming sort of ritual for Lucifer to come out onto his balcony and just listen for a while, no distractions, nothing but sensual enjoyment. He lingered there for a few moments, looking out across the colorful lights of the city, then he took a deep breath and vanished in a dark cloud of mist. In the alleyway below, he reappeared in that same dark mist and took a moment to brush it off his clothing. Once he was satisfied with his appearance, he began to walk.

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It was only 12 minutes and 16 seconds to his destination on foot. He knew because he had timed it before. The weathered VW bus was a familiar sight to Lucifer and he couldn’t help but internally smile every time he came upon it. Lucifer stepped up to the side door and gave a couple of gentle knocks against the metal.

“Evren? May I come in?”

He hadn't needed to ask for an invitation; he'd been here countless times before and no invitation was needed to enter the lair of another vampire, but it was still polite to ask.

When he got no answer after quite some time, Lucifer furrowed his brow. It was strange that his friend wasn't in the bus at this time. The one thing about his immortal companion that Lucifer could be sure of was that he had habits that were unshakable. And for this schedule to be broken concerned Lucifer greatly. He turned on his heels and started at a supernatural pace for Evren's usual haunt: the edge of the wood. If he was somewhere of his own accord, it certainly had to be either the woods or the older part of town that was more familiar to him. Lucifer had only reached the blocks nearest the forest when he came upon his friend. He gave a sigh of relief and called out to him.

"Evren! I've found you!" But just as the words left his lips, he realized Evren was calling out to someone else. Or rather, something else.

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@Eviledd1984@Kidd

Brian McConaughan

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McConaughan nodded, “I can assume you’re Japanese or Korean or something like that. I’m a little ignorant on Asian languages, so you’ll have to forgive me if that was offensive. As long as you’re not a couple of bloodsuckers, we won’t have a problem.”

Turning his attention to his bandaged hand, he experimented with moving his fingers around and pumping his hand into a fist several times. Once he was sure he had healed sufficiently, McConaughan began unwrapping the bandage and stuffing it into an empty glass. Underneath the cloth was revealed a now completely unscathed right hand without even a trace of a scar.

He chuckled to himself, admiring the new flesh, and hit the table with his elbow while showing off his palm. “I’ll give you two guesses as to why I’m not bleeding anymore.” He gave a devilish smile to both the bartender and the two Asian men.

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@Kinjaav I think that would work! lol

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@Eviledd1984

Brian McConaughan

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McConaughan could tell the older man was the shot caller between these two, but the younger one was reluctant to obey whatever he was saying. Though he couldn't understand the older man, he could hear a tinge of resentment in his voice that made him give out a disgruntled sigh. Reaching into his trenchcoat pocket, McConaughan produced a small glass vial of dark liquid capped off by a tiny cork. Using his good thumb, he popped the cork off the top of the vial and stared at the liquid for a moment before downing it quickly. He shuddered as a wave of sobering euphoria coursed through him and he could feel the wound on his hand closing up. Of course, this wasn't visible since it was still covered in the bloodied bandages, but the pain was gone in a few moments and he shoved the empty vial back into his pocket.

"So," he said, looking back over to the younger man. "Are you two foreigners or something? You don't seem like you're from around here." He gave a little smirk and raised a hand in feigned defense. "Not trying to be offensive, I can just smell a fellow immigrant."

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Oh my god, we've hit busy season at work and it succccks. Won't stop me from replying to stuff, but it does make me tired

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@Kidd@Eviledd1984

Brian McConaughan

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McConaughan gave a nod of thanks toward the bar tender. "Don't worry about me, miss. I'd be more concerned for your glassware."

Then the younger Japanese man spoke to him. “Do you need medical assistance or something?”

McConaughan was surprised at being approached, but let out a raspy laugh and shook his head. “No, laddie,” he said. “I’ve had my fair share of injuries. This one isn’t going to do me in.” He gave his most convincing smirk as he squeezed his right hand into a fist, internally wincing at the feeling of broken flesh scraping behind the bandage.

He eyed the two men as they spoke Japanese to one another. McConaughan hadn’t bothered to learn any languages aside from his native language of English and whatever Gaelic he was taught in primary school, so he was wary of what they might be saying. He was looking for any signs that one or both of them might be a blood sucker, but couldn't find anything that stood out particularly, especially with his bleary eyesight. But the conversation between the two men ended quickly and the younger man turned back to face him again.

“Do you mind if I check out the wound?” he asked.

McConaughan looked down at his bandaged hand and furrowed his brow. The bandage was completely soaked with blood now. His voice held a tinge of annoyance. “Do I look like I need to be coddled?” He paused for a moment, pursing his lips. His mouth felt so dry. Then he let out a small sigh that stunk of alcohol. “But...if it’ll make you stop gawking, then have at it.”

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@Kinjaav@Cio

Yes, Redhaven is a bastion of gun toting citizens >:D

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@Eviledd1984@Kidd

Brian McConaughan

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McConaughan grunted while he held the end of a yellowing bandage between his teeth and worked on wrapping the other end as tightly as he could against his wounds. Every time he rounded his hand to add another layer of cloth, it squeezed his palm tighter, causing pain, but ultimately halting the bleeding. By the time he was done, his right hand looked like it was wearing a beige oven mitt that was rapidly turning red. With his only good hand left, McConaughan turned on the faucet and splashed some cool water on his face to get rid of the sweat that had built up. He looked up at his own sordid expression in the dirty bathroom mirror and tried hard to focus on his own eyes. For some reason, he couldn’t even find them. All he could see were the eyes of his father.

He stumbled forward out of the bathroom, swinging the wooden door open and stopped in his tracks when it slammed shut behind him. There were two men that looked of Asian descent staring at him across the way.

“Oi, what’re you all lookin’ at?” His normal Northern Irish lilt was tainted by the drunken numbness of his mouth. “Never seen a fuckin’ drunk before, eh?” he mumbled, taking his original seat again. The counter was clean from the mess he’d made. McConaughan looked up at the bartender, a beautiful young woman with dark hair, and said, “Thank you, miss. You didn’t have to clean up my mess for me. Get those two guys over there some whiskey on me.” He motioned to the man with the pompadour and his younger companion.

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BACK. I'm much better now, everyone! I even posted my first, er, post! In character, that is. I'm only bringing in one charrie for now.

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Brian McConaughan

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"Another..." the man sitting alone at the bar muttered as he slammed his glass down. The ice rattled against the glass. He was hunched forward in the stool, elbows on the table and head threatening to come crashing down on the water-stained hardwood counter any moment, but his bloodshot eyes managed to stay open enough to listlessly watch the bartender pour him another whiskey. McConaughan’s world was spinning, but he was far past the jovial feeling that comes from a light buzz; that had gone hours ago before he’d thrown up in the bathroom twice. No, he was well into the mental and emotional heaviness that comes from a near blackout.

His tattered brown leather trench coat weighed heavily on his broad shoulders as he reached a hand up to sweep the longer part of his undercut away from his sweaty forehead. He slicked it back and revealed his prominent widow’s peak, a trait inherited from his father. Much like his lifestyle. There was no choice in it, but there was certainly pride present, whether earned or not.

The bar was nearly empty at this point save for McConaughan, the bartender, and only a handful of other vagrants. At least, he liked to think of them as vagrants so he wasn’t the only one. Perhaps he entertained the idea to dull the disappointment in himself that alcohol just couldn’t seem to touch. He could barely take down a single mark nowadays with the bloodsuckers out in the open. Before they’d come out of the coffin, he could hunt one and kill it in the same night. Now, it was more complicated. He had to follow them around for a while to learn their schedule, who would miss them, how to kill them inconspicuously, and how to evade the authorities. It was ironic that now vampires were so easily identifiable, they were harder than ever to hunt. The idea of giving rights to these demons, accepting them into society...it made him enraged to the core. So much so that a sudden sharp pain in his hand snapped him back to the present. He looked down to see he’d been gripping the glass so tightly, it had shattered, slicing into the thick skin of his meaty hand. He grunted out in pain as the whiskey soaked into the cuts and mingled with his blood on the counter.

“Shit,” he slurred, using his left hand to brush away those loose shards that hadn’t managed to embed themselves deep within his skin. The barstool screeched across the floorboards as he stood, almost fell backwards, and made his way unsteadily to the restroom and leaving a trail of blood on the floor behind him, much to the shock of the few people still here. As he was working to rid his right hand of any more glass, he wasn’t even thinking about the pain. He wasn’t even thinking about his ashamed drunkenness. No, he could only think of how now he wouldn’t be able to use his favorite handheld crossbow with his dominant hand injured. There wasn’t much more he could have done at the moment to sink his self esteem any lower, save for letting a leech suck his blood, he supposed.