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Morbius
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Death's A Bitch (R already...)
« Thread Started on Dec 31, 2007, 3:00pm »

"Fuck you!" The shout of the angry Hunter echoed through the emptiness that surronded the two battling powers. The Hunter starred into the eyes of the Vampire whose mouth was bloodied from two factors; one being his feasting upon an innocent man who had been walking into the forest for a simple moonlit walk, and the other being from the fists that were repeatedly striking him in the mouth. The nocturnal beast stumbled slightly and nearly fell to the ground as the Human angerily looked upon it, his hands clenched tightly into fists." You pathetic piece of Vampire trash!" In an instant the left hand of the Greek crashed into the Vampire's laready bruised face and knocked it to the ground, a groan escaping the beasts lips as it laid there trying to figure out what Human was trainined enough to defeat it so easily. Morbius, however, was not done. Looking down at the Vampire he laughed in an annoyed tone and slid his hand into his coat pocket, sliding out a cigarette. Flicking his lighter to life, the flame lit the end of the cancerous stick and Morbius inhaled the sweet smoke down into his lungs, the feeling of it's burning had long passed as his addictiong had grown.

The sound of a loud squawk filled the air as the large Crow landed softly on Morbius's shoulder, the bird turning it's head to the side as it studied the downed Vampire that lay helplessly before it's Master. The Hunter simply laughed lightly to himself and reached into his coat and to his hip, his hand exposing itself to the world again holding a large, customized Desert Eagle. The pistol had been rebuilt for the Greek by a close friend who was a gun genius in some senses, and the weapon now fired larger bullets that were outfitted to carry holy water in the slugs. With a bored smirk Micahel aimed the large pistol at the creatures chest, and exhaling smoke from his mouth the gun bucked in his hand, the shell seeming to rip apart the Vampire's chest. The creature was no more within seconds of the impact. Sliding the pistol back into its holster at his hip Morbius flicked the still lit cigarette to the ground and turned away from the Hotel and began walking towards the woods, he could already hear people yelling about the gunshot, and getting arrested was something he didn't need tonight.

As the large Hunter made his way though the trees, he had sent Poe up into the air to search for Humans that would want to catch him and Vampires that would be more then too happy to sink their fangs into his neck. Picking his way through the trees, the Hunter stopped before the large lake and smiled lightly to himself as he looked at the large Moon that seemed to ripple across the surface of it, the mirror image reflection of the full moon that hung in the skies above him. The ground around the water was bathed in a gentle blue-silver hue, the product of the lunar reflection, and Morbius felt somewhat safer here. In a place where there was atleast enough light for him to see someone coming. Pulling his coat from his body he tossed the large leather duster over a rock and lit a second cigarette then sat on the edge of the body of water, waiting for the Crow to return...waiting to know he could atleast make it home tonight.

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Re: Death's A Bitch (R already...)
« Reply #1 on Jan 1, 2008, 2:06pm »

a low growl broke the silence of the lake as a large white Samoyed dog burst through some hedges, he turned to Morbius but was smart enough not to run to him and attack, he had learnt the scent of vampires after so long helping his mistress fight them, he was an asset to her and her best friend. Iris herself was a strange looking female with bright blue hair pink tinted glasses who was wearing a large pair of black boots, they weren't high heeled though just a litte platform to make her closer to average hieght. she wore he rhair up away from her face in a high pony tail and had a tight black leather skirt, fitted tightly to her torsoe was a corset made of black and blue pvc material it zipped up the front and though it looked uncomfortable after years of wearing them it felt like she was wearing nothing at all.

She followed her dog out of the hedges she coudl smell blood probably on morbius's hands from hitting the vampire, expierience told her he wasnt a vampire, he looked more alive than they ever did. she stepped cauciously though her large heavy cross bow held in both hands, she had a dagger made of blassed silver strapped to her right thiegh and a small hand gun in her boot. she was well prepared to fight and had done so since she was 17 with no real problems, not many had escaped her but she was better at long range combat and fist fighting.

"Rei back"

she said to her dog who retreated behind his owner still watching the white haired man sat beside the lake.

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Rayne ~ Unknown ~ Leader of the Black Rose Coven ~ Vampiress ~ Single
Gwen ~ 56 ~ Dancer/Singer ~ Comburo Member ~ single
Crystal ~ 25 ~ Model ~ Human ~ With Drake

Iris ~ 23 ~ Hunter ~ Human ~ Single
Pandora ~ 10 ~ Child ~ Vampire ~ No parents
Delilah ~ 19 ~ Slave ~ Human ~ For sale

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