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Post by Van Heldera on Apr 25, 2006 21:48:43 GMT -5
"Do all men of your occupation always have to shoot me?" Aleera hissed, eyes glowing murderous as she plucked the bullets out of her body, tossing them aside onto the ground with a bare of her fangs. Her nails grew wider, so it resembled something more like claws rather then human nails. Slowly her wounds started to heal and the tissues reknit iself. A satisfied grin plastered itself on her lips as she got up onto her feet, after encountering a little fall onto the dirt ground.
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Post by The Faceless One on Apr 25, 2006 21:58:18 GMT -5
***Traxx*** "They do when being charged at" he paused eyeing her up and down "I'd put warmer clothes on were I you and were you human as for occupations just what occupation do I have?" He wondered which of the brides she was or if she was a newcomer like him no matter as long as she didn't threaten him or have a price on her head he cared little what happened to her. Nightmare whined and he turned away pretending to be surprised when he saw her there in front of him whereas he in reality was not at all surprised. After all like her he too was a vampire albeit not from Dracula's bloodline no his blood came from that of the Roman Ceaser turned vampire...Trajun OOC: he looks like a cowboy btw lol
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Post by Van Heldera on Apr 25, 2006 22:15:43 GMT -5
Aleera rolled her eyes and glared at the man. "I don't really care about my opinion of what I wear, stranger. I am Dracula's Bride, and proud of it. Who are you?" Aleera bared her fangs, sniffing the man's scent. She could definetely smell blood now. He was a Vampyre like her.
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Post by The Faceless One on Apr 25, 2006 22:33:30 GMT -5
***Traxx*** "Clothes make the person though in my opinion you could do with more clothes and not dress like a prostitute" he replied coldly "so which bride are you?" he asked "and the name's Jason" he nodded towards the black horse and smiled "this is Nightmare" He supposed this was either Marishka or Aleera though if it was the former she really looked rather lacking tastewise but who was he to judge? "Coffee or tea?" he asked politely
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Post by Van Heldera on Apr 25, 2006 22:40:43 GMT -5
Aleera looked a little disgusted at the question. She ignored him, and continued to shoot him with questions. He looked suspicious, and anyone who looked like that was no friend of her master. Still, seeing as the man was a vampyre, perhaps he was on their side. "My name is Aleera. What business do you have here in Transylvania, friend?"
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Post by The Faceless One on Apr 25, 2006 22:50:31 GMT -5
***Traxx*** "A little hunting" he offered her coffee or tea again "pickings don't seem that slim then again I'm from America so it's more different here then it is there considering more humans have sense there" he replied "Heard 'bout the Count, I'm from the Order of Trajun by the way" he stated with a shrug "heard he likes to make a lot of noise and has not enough bite, any truth to that?"
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Post by Van Heldera on Apr 25, 2006 23:05:20 GMT -5
This time Aleera accepted the offer of tea, sighing as she was handed a cup. For the first time in years, she somehow felt the familiar times when she was a young mortal girl, inside the house where her mother will always make tea for her. A small smile hid itself inside herself as she thanked him.
"Yes, My Master is quite the man. Hmm, but he is a very.. caring man. It is in our nature to kill isn't it?" Aleera gives out a chuckle, with a growing smile, "A little bit of hunting, you say. You havent been doing any deals with the wolves of Transylvania, have you? Disgusting creatures they are." Her eyes looked sharply at him, observing the expression on his face.
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Post by The Faceless One on Apr 25, 2006 23:13:41 GMT -5
***Traxx*** "I'm just a simple man trying to make his way in the world" came the reply as he sipped his coffee "didn't say he was quite the man, said he made a lot of noise and was a blowhard." "And no I've not come across any fleabags lately 'cept for one" he replied tossing her a furpelt made from a werewolf "area thick with them? Their pelts are prized in Istanbul and Sri Lanka not to mention their teeth and claws" He kept his face bland like normal knowing full well she would be unable to tell if he was lieing "seems she doesn't care for vampires. I'm hoping she'll lead me to her clan's nest so's I can make more then enough to satisfy a trip to a godforsaken place like this"
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Post by Van Heldera on Apr 28, 2006 1:17:33 GMT -5
Aleera raised an eyebrow, her eyes narrowing, but did not question him. She picked up the pelt, disgust clear in her face as she threw it back to Traxx. "Hmm... I see. Well, you better keep out of my Master's way." Aleera paused, and then smiled sinisterly. "Friend, would you like to join Master and I in a Masquerade Ball we are celebrating for All Hallow's Eve?" Her eyes glowed as she gave him a toothy grin.
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Post by The Faceless One on Apr 28, 2006 1:21:42 GMT -5
***Traxx*** "Many people have said things like that usually when they sign their own death warrents" he replied coldly "and you can be killed unlike him nor is it smart to pick a fight with someone who knows how to fight whereas you do not" All the evidence he had suggested the brides were poor and lousy fighters without their vampiric skills whereas he was not and knew how to throw punches and kicks with the best of them plus he also knew how to stake vampires as well.
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Post by Van Heldera on Apr 28, 2006 1:25:45 GMT -5
"Master and I have a strict rule that we do not harm our guests. And especially if our guests are the same kind as us... Why would we want to kill you, mere stranger?" Aleera spoke, and gave it a little twist in the end of the sentence, so it sounded more like a threat then a simple questions. Her eyes glowed even brighter and a somewhat hidden cruel smile had hinted itself onto her lips.
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Post by The Faceless One on Apr 28, 2006 1:31:00 GMT -5
***Traxx*** "Somehow I doubt he or you would be adverse to changing the rules namely because you don't strike me as the honest type nor does he for that matter." "Too bad you're attractiveness doesn't take away from the low intelligence otherwise you'd have not started such comments without someone to back you up and keep yourself from being staked, a cautious person would do that though I've no quarrel with you" He eyed her with a steely gaze looking her up and down and waited for a few tense seconds
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Post by Van Heldera on Apr 28, 2006 1:38:17 GMT -5
Aleera hissed venemously, eyes now glowing red as she frowned deeply. "I see you despise us, and yet you are one of us. You may be more than meets the eye, friend. My master would have been pleased to meet you... Pity..." Aleera snarled, but surpressed her fangs from glowing. She wasn't about to die like Marishka had, she was not the foolish. And anyways, she had a task, and it was to kill Verona. Then she would get her hands on her master, and have him all for herself... Baring her fangs, she turned to leave.
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Post by The Faceless One on Apr 28, 2006 1:41:39 GMT -5
***Traxx*** "Not a matter of being disgusted or despising others I merely countered you as for being more then meets the eye I don't know you nor do I trust you and in my line of work trusting the wrong kind of people is often both stupid and at times...fatal" Which was true, bounty hunters had much to fear not only from each other but also from double dealing clients, their targets and any cronies the targets had not to mention people who were not law abiding citizens. To say nothing of those who viewed bounty hunters as parasitic scum
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Post by Van Heldera on Apr 28, 2006 2:01:33 GMT -5
Aleera continued to frown, but then she gave him a gracious smile, so unlike her character that many would have been either fooled, or the opposite. "Well, stranger, I am sorry. Forgive me. So..." her smile widened as she continued, "what kind of profession do you have, Jason...?"
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