☢ωнαт αяε ¥συ? ☣ || The war is coming. || Closed. || ஐ

[mukade]

{ Okaii. I'll post both and you can decide which one you want to roleplay with. }

Vincent Kenton ~ Vampire.

Mood: "Feelin' spiffy today, mate." XD
Location: "At le bus stop."
Talking to: "Havy, my little lady." :3

Crushing on: "No one."
Dating: "No one. I'm forever alone.."

xXx xXx

I sat leant forward, my elbows on my knees, as I texted on my phone and listened to the music on my iPod come from the one earbud I had in. It was a good day to be out and about as they say but my friend, Haven, decided otherwise. She insisted I'd take her to a indoor concert instead. Y'know, at this type of year you'd think they'd have it outside, but I guess not.. My eyes slid over to the side, casting a glance at Haven who sat beside me on the bench. I shook my head watching her inspect her current color of choice for her nails. Chuckling, I turned away, wondering why I was the one that had to be stuck with a girl like her on a day like this in June waiting at a bus stop to go to a concert and see a band I didn't know, all happening in a crowded room with a bunch of strangers. Though, I decided to be nice- with a acception of a new Xbox, and take her even though she knew I wasn't good in a crowded room with 99% of them probably being human. I had just zoned out when I heard Haven ask what time it was. I kept a straight face as I replied sarcastically, "Time for you to get a watch." I knew she hated when someone, especially me, acted sarcastic toward her making her seem dumb. Sighing with relief when she mentioned leaving and going to get something to eat, I stood up and put away my phone in my back pocket, along with taking out the earbud and wrapping the earbuds around my iPod before I put it in the brown leather purse Haven carried. "Feel like Subway?" I asked, stretching my arms above my head as a yawn came from my mouth. Since I was a Vampire, you'd expect to see fangs but after years of trying I finally managed to conceal them from view. Without an answer from her I took her by the wrist and drug her along as I made my way down the sidewalk toward my favorite restaurant. I knew if I had waited for a answer from her we'd be standing there forever. Haven was picky about her food and where she ate from, unlike me.

Haven Collins ~ Shape-Shifter.

Mood: "Playfull."
Location: "The bus stop."
Talking to: "Kenton, the Kitten." XD

Crushing on: "No one."
Dating: "No one at the moment."

xXx xXx

Sitting and waiting wasn't any fun, but it was worth it. I had convinced my friend, Vincent, to take me to a indoor concert to see one of my favorite bands. Covincing that Vampire wasn't difficult when you put your mind to it. All I had to do was tell him I'd get him a new Xbox and he was in. I smirked as I looked at him, Sucker.. I thought to myself as I returned my gaze to my nails. I frowned at the paint that was chipping off before looking down the road for the bus that was supposed to be here fifteen minutes ago, though that was just a exaggerated guess since I had no way of telling the time. So, I turned to my buddy that did have a way. "Kenton, what time is it?" I asked, putting my feet down off of the bench and looked at him as he replied with a smart comment. I rolled my eyes and stood to my feet with a stretch. "Well, I don't know about you, but I'm not staying here for hours on end. Let's go get something to eat, I'm starving!" I exclaimed, feeling my stomach rumble with notification that I hadn't ate all day. Seeing him stand, I picked up my purse and hung it on my forearm. As he asked if I wanted to eat from Subway, I had already decided I wanted pizza. Though, Vincent knew me too well and drug me along behind him without waiting for an answer. I guess I wasn't getting pizza, and was getting a sub instead. Oh well, there was always next time.

[Haze-L-Kitten]

{ Hum.. I dunno. Whichever one you feel more will be set with Kristen. I love your style by the way(; }

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Kristen hadn't found herself doing much lately. She'd mostly been away from the town, since her last contact with any human-appearing people. She's drawn herself into soclution until she grew tired of that. She was now among the bustling side walks. The thought of actually talking to someone for a change was a bit odd in her own mind, but it gaveher something to do. However, she wasn't one to want to start talking to people. That just wasn't her. Dressed in her regular everyday apperal. She wore a black top that had lacings that made an "x" like pattern over the front of her shirt that had a skull on it, that was pictred on the stomach of her shirt. Her wrists that hung off the end of the railing of the the dressed sidewalk she was on, her hands wore laced gloves, but her fingers were out in the open, the gloves being fingerless. Her hair was finely straight and down, laying over her shoulders. Her eyes were lined with liner that looked fowardly in a bored daze. One of her hands rose under her chin as she sighed. Being a demon with a unwelcoming atmospheric presence was something she wore daily. It was to ward of people who weren't worht talking to. Snobby, yes but she wasn't one to wast her time. Her deep hazel eyes looked around boredly in want for something to catch her eye. She wore a dark-ish expression, but it was more bored in a stale complectin of her pale appearing body. Her legs were in black shorts that had a chain that draped on the isde of it and hooked to on of her belt loops. Her shoes for once weren't her prized largely high topped and thick bottom boots, but she'd exchanged them for a opened toed pair of laced sandals, that were black. She wore a few necklaces, being a femenin chaine choaker with a few longer laced necklaces that rested below her collar bone. One was a tag that was actually to some value of it, which was rare to this demon. Aimlessly, her eyes wandered in this human infested place. That was before she caught wind of two supernaturals. Her eyes slid towards the administration, her hips resting at a slanted position as she looked to see a male and a female. Her dark hazel eyes shown bright at the sun's infectin rays making them show brighter and more appealing as she studied them. Well, that was something to attract her attention for the moment.

[mukade]

Vincent Kenton ~ Vampire.

Mood: "Feelin' spiffy today, mate." XD
Location: "At Subway."
Talking to: "Havy, my little lady." :3

Crushing on: "No one."
Dating: "No one. I'm forever alone.."

xXx xXx

I pulled Haven inside the restaurant, letting the door swing shut behind us. Blocking out her talking as I looked around for a table. "See that one right there?" I said, tuning her back in and apparently I had cut her off in the middle of her sentence. What she said seemed important, so I made a note to ask her about once I got the food and sat down. "See it?" I asked, pointed to the table sat by the window but on the far side of the restaurant in the corner. I had let go of her wrist when we entered the place, and placed my hand on her upper back as I pushed her forward toward the table. "Go sit and I'll order," I told her before going to get the food.

Haven Collins ~ Shape-Shifter.

Mood: "...."
Location: "Subway."
Talking to: "Kenton, the Kitten." XD

Crushing on: "No one."
Dating: "No one at the moment."

xXx xXx

I walked inside with Vincent, trying to tell him about the girl she had spotted on their way there. The way the girl watched them freaked her out for some reason, so she had to at least tell Vincent. "Vincent? I'm serious here," I said, looking at him then put on a dead panned expression when he directed me toward what table we'd be sitting at. I sighed, Whatever.., I thought to myself as I walked to the table and sat in the seat near the wall. I put my purse down beside my feet on the ground with another sigh as I propped my head up with the palm of my hand and looked out the window at the street.

[Haze-L-Kitten]

Kristen had only studied them shortly as her eyes averted away back towards the streest with a sigh of her instrest being turned away from them. Shifting her position, she let a yawn break out form her lip and her eyes shut at the wideness of the yawn that dragged out a grumble as her jaws set back together. Coming to stand straightly now, she'd agreed that this place held nothing of importance to her. She'd completely forgotten about the two supernatural's she'd just seen and she was walking right past the place they just entered. She was absent minded to them. Her vision ahead and her hands in the back of her pockets as she walked along the window with a blank expression.

[maxlet]

| Russel Eaton |
: Rue - Werewolf - 17 :

The demon taunted one last time before he showed his true powers. She stopped her pacing and locked her eyes on the dark shadow the demon was disappearing into. It swirled around in the air before re-hardening into an even more gruesome and daunting creature. His bony frame was comprised of merely that and muscles, long black hair running down his back. Rue was not used to fighting, let alone a demon. All the rumors of demon gangs and evil doings were true. This one demon was scattering a pack of strong Werewolves, so what would a hoard of them be capable of? She desperately wanted to be of assistance, but at the same time knew she hadn't been called on yet. The bony tail by itself was enough to cut open one of the wolves, let alone any other tricks he had up his sleeve. The last thing she wanted was to butt in and be in the way. Staying on four legs to keep more stable, she kept her wide hazel eyes locked on the demon. The flickering fire of his tongue danced on her irises. Her eyes stayed on him, even as he moved to come after her. A female's blood. Though, they had at least one female in the pack. She could sense that much. What was the deal with him coming after her? She wasn't going to let him catch her in fear. She stood on her hind legs and braced herself for his impact. Once he was on her, she would work from there. If anything, at least she would prove to be a distraction while they finished him off.

However, her plan quickly fell through. Blake, once again, stepped in. She watched the demon lash out at them and took a step forward. Her body was screaming at her to run, to join the fight, to help the wolves below her. The only thing stopping her was the thought of her making things worse. She was worried for all of them, but her inexperience could only make things go downhill. Wolves with pelts of different hues were turning to blurs in the chaos. Her eyes only stayed on the brown, fallen male. Through the strikes from both sides, he had gotten punctured in his side. He laid still with bright blood coming from his wound. She whimpered softly, not being able to stop it, and started down the incline a few steps before seeing the medical female coming out to gather another fallen male. Rue paused only momentarily before continuing down. She had heard the other female's bark and gone ahead with her plans to show she was already on top of it.

She fell to all fours and darted over to the male. The blood gleamed in the moonlight, but she was no longer phased. Full instinct was kicking in. She had to tend to him and remove him from the immediate war waging not far from them both. The demon was no longer her concern. Stooping by his side, she examined the wound. It was deep and the blood was still coming. She was hesitant to move him, but knew it had to be done. Being a half Werewolf, she knew her smaller stature would be no match to the larger of this full male. Carrying him was out of the question. She moved to his head and noted his closed eyes and shallow moving chest. Thank God you aren't dead. Gripping the underneath of his front legs, she, as gently as she could, pulled him from the battle. The blood trialing from his wound worried her greatly, making her stop sooner than she would have liked. She looked up from him and saw the demon still fighting for his life. The hissing and crying coming from him was deafening, but he was not her focus. They were far enough away to be out of his range of hits. She moved back to the side of the wolf and looked at his wound. She knew she had to stop the bleeding, but with what? If she phased back she could use her shirt, but that would mean just being in her sports bra. She shook her head and closed her eyes.

The coarse black fur disappeared as quickly from her body as she could get it. Her ears shrunk back to the pink ones she was most used to. Muzzle gone, she was left in her human body. She jerked open her eyes and yanked off the tank top she had on. Balling it into the right size to fit his wound, she pressed it against his puncture. She knew she had to be firm, but she was not going to shove the shirt into his wound. Blood soaked it, but less quickly than before. Either he was close to death or his body was starting to heal itself. The screaming of the demon was still there, but she was only focused on him. His eyes were still closed, but her own bored into them. She prayed he would be alright and that they would open.

[mukade]

Vincent Kenton ~ Vampire.

Mood: "Feelin' spiffy today, mate." XD
Location: "At Subway."
Talking to: "Havy, my little lady." :3

Crushing on: "No one."
Dating: "No one. I'm forever alone.."

xXx xXx

I returned to join Haven at the table and as I sat the cokes down and the food, I asked, "So, what was so important that you were telling me?" I sat down and arched a brow at her, my brown gaze studying her through the glass of the black rimmed glasses I wore. I smirked at her answer, and her sudden fright of this stranger. That's when Haven pointed her out to me as she happened to pass by the window. I looked over my shoulder as the girl passed and turned back after watching for a moment. "What do you want me to do? Go up and say, 'Excuse me, you're frightening my friend. I'm going to drink your blood now if you don't mind. Though, I may warn you, you won't live.' Eh? I don't think so, Missy. I may be your Vampire friend, but I'm not your bodyguard," I told her sternly, unwrapping my sub sandwich, picking it up and biting into it. It wasn't as tastefull as blood, but it'd satisfy my rumbling stomach for now. I looked at Haven again as I dropped my sandwich back onto it's wrapper and took a sip of my coke. "Just forget about it. This reminds me of what my mum used to say, 'If you leave it alone it won't bother you.' Exactly what I'm going to do, and it's d-mn straight what you're going to do, too" He told her ignoring her sarcastic comment, before his eyes cast down at her untouched sandwich. He shook his head when she offered it to him, "Eating was your idea, not mine." He replied, going back to eating himself.

Haven Collins ~ Shape-Shifter.

Mood: "...."
Location: "Subway."
Talking to: "Kenton, the Kitten." XD

Crushing on: "No one."
Dating: "No one at the moment."

xXx xXx

Just when I thought I was out of sight of the person who gave me a bad feeling inside, she passed by the window. As Vincent had returned, I said, "Look! There she is!" I exclaimed, pointing her out to him before he had replied and I rolled my eyes at him as I took a sip of my drink. What he said after and the way he had said mom, I knew I had to comment. "You're not English, so not say mom like that and plus I know your mom and she'd never give you any crappy advice like that." Though, all he did was ignore it, something wasn't right here because he would've commented right back. I furrowed my brow and shook my head gently before offering my sandwich to him since I didn't feel like eating anymore. Being told it was my idea to eat in the first place, which was true, I sighed and started to eat.

[Haze-L-Kitten]

{ Geeze. O.O It's gunna take me decade to reply to that Atom my firend. x3 }

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Kristen sensed that she was being pointed out and her eyes glanced through the window to land on the very girl she'd come to unknowingly spook. Her face was stale and somber, her eyes sliding to the one she sat across from. A vampire. She saw them as they were. Only a mere weaker form of a demon. Yes, some vampires were incredibly strong, but they were ranked under the demon. Her eyes took a glazed look in them at the sight of the male vampire, before her eyes slid back across the female and her face turned away as she strode on. Her brows knit up slightly in a oddly expressed face that normaly didn't show on her face. Her face relaxed and it took on a more depressed looking apperance when it was just her regular expression.

[maxlet]

[[ Lo siento, my friend D: I didn't mean for it to be so long... ;o; ]]

[mukade]

{ I'm just going to rp Vincent, if that's okay..? }

Vincent Kenton ~ Vampire.

Mood: "Feelin' stupid.."
Location: "At Subway."
Talking to: "Havy, my little lady." :3

Crushing on: "No one."
Dating: "No one. I'm forever alone.."

xXx xXx

"If it makes you feel better, I'm scared of the dark," I muttered with a wide grin, teasing her just to be mean. I flinced as she threw a wadded up papertowel unexpectedly at me and I chuckled then my mood suddenly downsized about 3/4ths of what it was when I saw that I had spilt my coke on me. "Just dandy," I muttered along with a few curses here and there before I excused myself and got up to go to the bathroom to see if I could fix it. Hopefully, I would.

[Haze-L-Kitten]

{ Lol. It's okay Atom. It'll just be a while till I get to it.

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That's fine Havy, it's just I've hit some major writer's block and don't have a single clue what to do for Kristen. U.U Ugh... Fail.

WAIT!

Got an idea. Ima' genius! xD }