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Post by Van Heldera on May 13, 2006 1:11:45 GMT -5
Aleera had mixed feelings for this man, this stranger who calls himself 'Traxx'. What a strange name it was, but yet it made sense to a former soldier, she supposed. Except it was his real name. Dracula's Bride frowned as she flew through the air. Her sisters, especially Verona, would not be pleased to hear that she had talked with a stranger, who may as well be a threat to their lives. The frown quickly faded though. Still, perhaps she may be able to use this stranger to her advantage, and manage to kill her two sisters. Aleera dived a little lower, so close she was about to touch the tips of the growing trees. Well, she'll find out soon enough of what to do next...
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Marishka had been having quite a feast, as she dropped the peasant's body from her grasp. She gave the dead child one last evil grin that would have been proclaimed to be the devil's smile, and then wiped her red lips with the back of her hand.
"Oops!" Marishka giggled and walked away from the corpses that trailed the road. She had some fun playing with those peasants. It was strange her Master asked her to kill them. Still, having some fun was a relief to her.
Suddenly she caught an unfamiliar scent, and stopped in her tracks. Marishka gave a childlike amused smile, and then vanished with a flash, following the stranger's foosteps...
Traxx's foosteps...
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Post by The Faceless One on May 13, 2006 1:50:24 GMT -5
***Traxx***
He paused for a few moments looking at various animal tracks in the snow his eyes on the ground and not on the approaching danger.
Obviously the vampires here were not used to someone like him he mused quietly removing a bullwhip before he turned and lashed it right at the approaching vampiress and wrapped around her neck.
He paused then pulled her towards him and eyed her warily "bad night to be old and full of promise" he replied coldly
OOC: think Raiders of the Lost Ark here lol and oO wasn't she dead?
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Post by Van Heldera on May 13, 2006 2:06:08 GMT -5
Marishka hissed but she smiled, and pulled the whip off of her with burning eyes. Baring her fangs, she giggled. "Why not? I'm having a lovely time!" Unlike her original clothes, which included a beautiful golden dress, she wore dark pink clothes. Her hair was tied up into one long ponytail, and trailed around her shoulders. She twirled a piece of her hair in her fingers and gave a small chuckle again. ((Oh yeah... Oops. oO Well, lets just say she was alive and reincarnated from the ashes, a Master besides Dracula.  lol)) |
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Post by The Faceless One on May 13, 2006 2:09:45 GMT -5
***Traxx He recoiled the whip then tipped his hat "name's Traxx ma'am, Jason Traxx," he stated finding himself captivated by this woman "and you are?" He watched her as a light rain began to fall and Nightmare neighed quietly while he removed the items necessary to make a cigarette and waited. This one was rather attractive and if he had to guess it was most likely Marishka though her clothing to say the least was...different |
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Post by Van Heldera on May 13, 2006 2:18:31 GMT -5
Marishka smirked with a trailing off giggle, and stopped moving her fingers, releasing the lock of her hair. She took a step forward and scanned the man. Her smirk faded, and now replaced itself with a frown. This man reminded her of Mr. Van Helsing. She HATED that man. Her killer, the man who took away her life before she was saved by her new 'Master'.
"For my Master's safety, I have the need to ask for your purpose here...?" Marishka spoke coldly, her childlike manners suddenly disappearing from her.
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Post by The Faceless One on May 13, 2006 2:23:07 GMT -5
***Traxx*** "Working" he shrugged "lets just say the prey I'm after is not you or your master" he offered her some tea "so which one of Dracula's brides are you? Already ran into Aleera so you can't be her, and Verona's said to have raven black hair," he smirked "you must be Marishka" He wondered what she was doing here but filed that for later right now he was more then a little hungry and didn't see any convicts around to quench his thirst on. He'd take some of the men later on for now though he had more important things to do such as namely figuring out what another of Dracula's brides was doing here watching him. |
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Post by Van Heldera on May 13, 2006 2:28:07 GMT -5
"I am no Bride... The Marishka everyone had known me by have... died."
Marishka gave a small smile, and accepted the tea. She didn't sit, but she stood looking at Traxx. But for one thing, she was not suspicious. "My name is still Marishka. But the Bride in me has died."
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Post by The Faceless One on May 13, 2006 2:32:06 GMT -5
***Traxx*** "I have no quarrel with you m'lady" he tipped his hat again in a courteous manner "you have no price on your head therefore you are quite safe from me unless you threaten me or the innocent when I'm around" Nightmare neighed...as the night began to emerge the horse begining its transformation...into a ghostly creature from another world. He smiled "that's Nightmare" he replied as the skeletal and decidedly ghostly horse neighed eyes that now glowed the color of hellfire looking Marishka over once. "Know a lady named Aleyndral(spelling?)?" he asked quietly |
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Post by Van Heldera on May 14, 2006 20:30:11 GMT -5
Marishka smiled at Traxx, a smile that almost looked like an angel's. But any mortal can be fooled. For once, this smile was genuine. "You are too kind." Marishka got up and went up to Nightmare, and stroked his mane. Then giving out a deep sigh, Marishka looked up at Traxx and frowned. "I do know a Lycan by the name 'Alendyra' as she is called. Her real name, though..." Marishka paused and grimaced. "Why do you wanna know?"
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Post by The Faceless One on May 14, 2006 22:51:21 GMT -5
***Traxx*** "Like to know everyone here keeps me safe" he smiled kindly offering her a cigarette "as for my being kind you've not earned harshness or coldness" a shrug "jus' bein' hospitable is allz" And truthfully he was, Jason had always been raised to be hospitable to anyone who was nice to him besides he had a good feeling about this lady. Nightmare neighed and nuzzled Marishka further confirming that she was not a threat to him and he smiled "he rarely lets people do that to him" |
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Post by Van Heldera on May 15, 2006 0:00:06 GMT -5
Marishka smiled softly. She might not have liked the man's first impression, but she was now understanding a little of him. He was nice, and that made her happy. It was such an innocent emotion, to feel no threat. She had always been one to either act, or not to act, simple as that. As a youngster, she had gone out near the forest to play and sneak around. Now she knew that was the reason that led to her service in Dracula's grasp forever. Marishka's eyes burned golden when she thought of how she always wanted to be by the man sleeper's side. It was disgusting. That man had stolen years of her life just so she can be his sleeper, a living doll. Thinking back, she felt pitiful of her so called 'sisters'. Aleera had been a sister, but her obsessive mind always tried to claim their 'master'. Verona had been good to her. Marishka envied Verona when she was a bride, just because she was the first to be sired by Dracula. Now, those envious thoughts and feelings towards the Vampire had gone, replaced by anger.
If I get the chance, I'll bring down that man myself! Marishka thought with a 'hmpf' and then looked back at Nightmare. She missed being a wild child, and now she had the freedom to do whatever she liked. Stroking the horse's mane again, she finally glanced at Traax. Seeing the man was offering a cigarette, she shook her head, her eyes a swirling mixture of feelings.
"So I'm guessing you're a Hunter, from the looks of your wardrobe, sir. Are you here to kill... Dracula? Or my former sisters?"
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Post by The Faceless One on May 15, 2006 0:04:54 GMT -5
***Traxx*** "The count to be precise the lycanthropes want him dead" he shrugged "doesn't really matter why so long as I get paid" "You are...a bounty hunter?" He nodded "I am indeed" a pause "its different then being a regular hunter, most vampires prefer the innocent I do not, innocent can't fight back and offer much of a challenge nor does their fear taste as good as the fear that comes from a convict or a criminal in general besides most of them have prices on their heads which is an added bonus" He smiled kindly "what about you?" |
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Post by Van Heldera on May 15, 2006 22:00:01 GMT -5
Marishka looked thoughtful, and nodded at hearing his words. "I prefer the innocent. On the other hand, I don't really care much about my victims. As long as they are there, they are my survival. Sometimes I play with them for pleasure, but other then that, I don't think so."
Marishka grimaced. "I've never fed on a child though. They are as equal and harmless to me. They are so innocent. Too innocent." She paused and then spoke. "The world is so cruel, it taints us all with somehow, changes us. From pure to impure."
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Post by The Faceless One on May 15, 2006 22:10:19 GMT -5
***Traxx*** "Doubt its the world that does it, more like the choices people make in my case I make the choice to hunt those who do wrong not just because their blood tastes sweeter but also because they deserve to die" He paused "do you have a place t'stay? I have a tent I can pitch up for you if you wish" |
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Post by Van Heldera on May 19, 2006 1:31:34 GMT -5
Marishka smiled softly at Traxx's answer, and nodded to his question. "Not today... My master is a little busy right now, and he needs the Castle for himself a few days. I may like to stay for a while," Marishka spoke and grinned, a childlike look crossing her flawless face.
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lol))