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[Reaper *]

JT 'Travis' Kane
He smiled lazily, grabbin' a towel to wrap his hand up. "Yup. Savin' grace for me."

[painted rose]

Liz
"Mason..."she bit her lip as she stood up. "Mason!!!"she yelled as she shook him. She knew she couldn't get him out until he got blood. She raced to the refrigerator grabbing some blood. She quickly ran back to the dining room hopefully not to late. "Hold in there Mason."she mumbled as she turned a corner. She took a peek when she saw the dining room door.
Mack
"Bri keep running!"he yelled. He knew Mason wasn't going to like Mack for helping her. He started to walk backwards. "Go Briella,just go!"he screamed.

[closet-maverick]

Jackson watched the whole scene unfold in front of him from his seat on the kitchen counter, amusement shining in his eyes. He made no move to stop anyone, but chuckled quietly when Mason ran out the door to chase Briella. "I think there's some bandages in the drawer next to the sink." he said, tilting his head slightly as he looked at Travis. The only reason he didn't feel the urge to drain him of his blood was because he had just drank some. He licked his lips as he slipped off the counter and walked over to open the fridge. "So anyway, that red velvet cake...." He began to rummage through the fridge, taking out all the refrigerated ingredients that the cake needed.

[sipdre nma]

"Crikey that's deep." Rita fretted from the side of the door, getting a better look at Travis' bleeding arm. "Bandages might not fix it, you may need stitches. But that can't be our main concern right now. We need to stop Mason."

[samm.]

~ Briella Ann-Marie Chandler ~

Hearing Masons voice call out from behind her terrified her. She knew at this point it was over, he was basically a cat, playing with its food before delivering the finishing blow. While she highly doubted he'd kill her, she still didn't want to experience the feeling of her blood being drained again, it was horrible. She was surprised with how far she had managed to run in the pesky heels, considering she'd never done something like this before, she was sure she'd end up tripping and falling almost instantly. As if on cue, her foot twisted sideways, causing her stumble forwards into the floor. Shouting out a string of cuss words, she sat upright, her hand moving to hover over her injured foot, knowing she'd twisted, or potentially sprained it. Ripping the shoes off her feet, she debated on whether or not to throw them at Mason. It wasn't like they'd stop him, and it would just end up making him angrier, so instead she threw them down the opposite side of the hall, in the direction she had been running. While it really didn't do anything for the situation she was currently in, it helped releive some of her anger. Knowing this was as far as she was going to get, she moved to lean against the wall, staying seated on the floor, waiting for Mason to catch up.

[Reaper *]

JT 'Travis' Kane
"Mm. Thanks." He pulled the drawer open to get a roll out, soon wrappin' his hand with quick, skilled ease. "The cake will be.. Red, white, pink, a bit of a grand design." He used his teeth to sever the bandage from its roll, tossin' it back into the drawer to shut it with his hip. He flashed him a light grin, pullin' a large mixin' bowl out from the lower cabinet to set it on the counter among the ingredients. "And I'm fine, Rita, really. I've had worse than a simple knife cut."

[closet-maverick]

Jackson rolled his eyes at Rita as he dropped a few ingredients on the counter. "Is it really that big of a deal? It's not like you won't experience it sooner or later." he shook his head and kicked the door of the fridge shut with his foot. "You know what the main concern right now is? The cake." He winked at her and began to take the dry ingredients out from a cupboard. Despite the house being so old, the kitchen and most of the rooms were quite modern. The house had been renovated a couple of times too, otherwise it wouldn't still be standing.

[chromatic.]

Mason ran behind her and chuckled as she fell. ''Well I'm dissapointed that you di t make te game last longer but dont worry, I can make it last...''he said before suddenly the candles went out making the area become shrouded in darkness. ''If you only came to me earlier you wouldnt have twisted your ankle and hurt youself darling...'' His voice drifted around in the darkness. ''And I might have been more patient.'' he said as he suddenly appeared in front of her as his fangs glowed white in the darkness. He then towered over her on the floor as he eyed her neck. ''I'll try not to make this hurt sweetheart..or kill you..''

[Reaper *]

JT 'Travis' Kane
"And it will be a grand, delicious design." He let out a sigh as he started to drop several items into the bowl, a spot of red already leakin' through the thick bandages.

[sipdre nma]

"Those are easy words coming from someone who murders teenagers. As long as I've still got my humanity I'm going to protect the people I care about." She hissed at Jackson. "As for you cowboy, you go ahead and do whatever you want, it doesn't concern me."
She bolted from the room, even if it was illogical, she wasn't going to let a bunch of human parasites harm Briella.

"Get away from her Nosferatu!" Brita shouted at Mason, hurling her shoes at him in a last ditched attempt to lure him away.