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Post by Ozera Domovoi on Mar 24, 2009 5:40:37 GMT 4
Ozera crouched along the Skyscraper's railing letting the rain wash his pain down into the endless gutters of New Your City. He sighed to himself as he watched the human aimlessly go about their nightly activities. They were so oblivious to the things that happened right under their noses, the crimes against humanity that kept civilization going. How the wrathfull watchman hated the humans and their oblivios nature. "How i hate this life thats been thrust on me" he suddenly whispered to the rain.
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Post by Nic on Mar 24, 2009 6:25:59 GMT 4
Nic was up above flying between the nimbus clouds. Soaring through and fro with her wings flapping hard against the storm.
A lightning flashed down, she dodged it. What a wonderful time to arrive in New York! With the wind bashing on your face and droplets of rain planging on your skin.
She sighed and accustommed her senses to her new surroundings. Her nose caught up the new scents and her ears pricked up to the sounds in her vicinity.
She was hungry but food would have to wait for now shelter comes first to dry her damp heavy wings.
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Post by Ozera Domovoi on Mar 24, 2009 6:34:31 GMT 4
Ozera shook his head and flared his large wings to shake themselves dry, Arkangel sighed and furled his wings back into their normal form. "Stupid humans" he whispered once again before standing. Unfotunatly his coat pulled along his neck and left a long red trail of blood. He cursed and wiped it on his pants in a hurry to clean it.
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Post by Nic on Mar 24, 2009 7:02:02 GMT 4
Nic's nose caught scent of something. Something she yearned for. Blood. It's been some time since she'd have one and her strength has been decreasing. Her eyes searched her surroundings. Though she did not have that good of an eyesight she still wanted to practice it. She perked up her ears and heard a wince from below her. She was not far. She flew lower and scanned around someone was injured down below and someone was going to supply her strength back. Someone that's not an eraser.
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Post by Ozera Domovoi on Mar 24, 2009 7:09:34 GMT 4
Arkangel mopped at the small wound on his neck and his lips quirked up in a quasi-smile when he noticed he had stopped bleeding. "Feh, only a flesh wound" he quoted, all the while not noticing he was now a certain Vampire's prey....
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Post by Nic on Mar 24, 2009 7:15:21 GMT 4
Nic saw the hint of red diagonally below her. She licked her lips. Her fangs glinted in the sky. Her nose scented it. It was just what she needed.
She swooped down and landed on a tree branch. She camouflaged herself so he would not see her. She had to this in secret, with no witnesses. Wait till he gets to an alley. Wait till he's alone and vulnerable.
She strained herself from jumping at her prey. She had to control herself he did not seem like an easy prey. There was something diffrent about him though...Was that a feather? And did his back have an outline of wings?!
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Post by Ozera Domovoi on Mar 24, 2009 7:33:04 GMT 4
Arkangel jumped down into a nearby alley and stalked his way towards the street to busy wrapped in his own internal demons to notice the sweet aluring danger creeping up behind him. Suddenly his stomache growled and he noticed something-his hunger. "Well I'm hungry" he muttered soft as the midnight's kiss.
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Post by Nic on Mar 27, 2009 22:58:59 GMT 4
Nic saw him jump down to a near alley and a smile creased on her face. She elevated her wings and pounced with her fangs bare!
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Post by Ozera Domovoi on Mar 28, 2009 6:15:09 GMT 4
The hairs on the back of Ozera's back rose as a strange feeling of being watched came over him. Causosly he looked around him and asked "Who's there?" he asked.
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Post by Nic on Apr 1, 2009 7:23:40 GMT 4
Nic quickly jumped onto a post and camouglaged to the background. Her footsteps made no noise. 'He was aware.' Nic thought 'i have to wait. Wait till his guard is down...'
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Post by Ozera Domovoi on Apr 9, 2009 1:31:52 GMT 4
Ozera narrowed his eyes and relaxed his guard in ordere to coax the person in hiding out into the open. he turned around and continued to walk, this time completely relaxed and whistleing a tune.
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Post by Nic on Apr 9, 2009 3:42:01 GMT 4
Nic fell for it. She jumped and tackled Ozera to the ground.
She was on top of him with her fangs bare and his neck was vulnerable beneath her lips.
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Post by Ozera Domovoi on Apr 9, 2009 6:51:16 GMT 4
(if you want you can sink your fangs inside his neck. please do)
Ozera smirked as he was pulled to the ground by his attacker, but paused and faltered when he felt fangs at his throat. Ozera pulled his knee upand smashed it into the solar plexus of his assailant. "Who. Are. You?!" he sanrled punching the person with every word.
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Post by Nic on Apr 9, 2009 7:41:45 GMT 4
Nic dodged his punches but the knee smash hurt. She sank her fangs into his skin and tasted blood.
She was revived! Her strength seeped back in her but then she thirst for more. Her fangs dug in deeper into the skin as she ignored the pain he inflicted on her.
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Post by Ozera Domovoi on Apr 9, 2009 7:50:20 GMT 4
When the fangs speared his flesh Ozera gasped in a mix of pain and pleasure, but when his strength - and life coincidentally- beganh to fade he began to panic. Scrambling to find something- anything- to help his Arkangel grabbed a piece of concrete and cubbed the person atop him in the side of the skull and lifted them off of himself with a kick planted in the chest. Quickly he flipped up and nearly fell from blood loss and got into a ready stance, although his vision was blurry and failing.
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