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[amithethird]

(Jasmine and Crystal are talking in Crystal's garden (I think). Jim is out on the streets, alone. I'm not sure where any of the Lycans are though. :3)

[cheshire.]

Jim can run into Anastasia if you like c; ]

[amithethird]

(Sure. :3)

James "Jim" DeAngelus
[267] [First Vampire]

The scent was getting stronger. Jim stopped and surveyed the street, trying to discern where it was coming from. The Lycan was definitely still nearby. The scent was too fresh for it to be residual. He took a deep breath and remained rooted in place. He was downwind of the werewolf, he could tell that much. Whoever they were, he doubted they knew he was here just yet. Quietly he moved to the edge of the sidewalk among the shadows of the buildings. He checked to make sure he could get to his gun easily and kept walking. He couldn't very well get skittish in his own territory. Sometimes if the Lycan realized where they were they would run off without a fight, but that wasn't always the case. Sometimes he came across one who was particularly stubborn.

As he approached the corner he stopped and looked out into the street. There was a werewolf there, as promised. A female. What she was doing, he couldn't be sure. He stepped out of the shadows.
"Darling, I don't know what part of you thought coming here was a good idea, but now might be a good time to reconsider following that part's advice," he said.

[cheshire.]

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female;/ . werewolf;/ .hunter;/ .

Walking along a rather empty street, Anastasia tried to spot out or smell anything that could be dangerous. It was quite boring for her and she sort of wished some drama would happen, not that she exactly wanted some psychopathic blood sucker to jump out. Carrying on, she glanced down at her only weapon as a human. A simple Katana. She hadn't had it for long, having found it in a store, hidden away behind the counter.

It was lithe with a slight curve, lightweight and to Anastasia, desirable. Of course, she had quickly learned to use it and because of her canine reflexes, Anastasia was very accurate with it. She had even deflected bullets with it.

Carrying on her walk, Anastasia started to feel uncomfortable. Her inner animal started to tug at her nerves, wanting her to move away. When she caught the scent of a vampire, it was too late. His voice rang out and Anastasia flung around to face him. Anastasia's wolf inside her felt like growling as it tugged, begging her to change. Holding it down, she replied snappily, "You stole the words right out of my mouth."

Putting one foot forward, she put herself in a solid position. Already, the Katana was on her mind. If he came to her or had a gun, she would need it. Shifting took a few seconds and in that time he could kill her. Anastasia hated to admit it but she had the disadvantage of being caught in her human form.

[Hush]

(Yes Indeed I am a fail. Though it was only English class so I could care less what any of them think because I hate most of them because they are full of themselves. I'm not all that popular anyways, not that I care.)

Crystal considered he question and thought back. "Well I suppose the fact normal people cant go out at night anymore is partially our fault don't you think?" she asked happy she and Jasmine had gotten a bit closer.
She smiled brightly when Jasmine mentioned her garden. "Oh yes, I just adore the pretty white flowers in my garden. I try to plant as many white flowers as I can that smell nice. A lot of them that I plant bloom at night which I find just lovely. The flowers always look radiant in the moonlight." she said pure joy on her face as she spoke of her garden. "I made sure to have a large pond in it when I made it so that it was cool enough for me to visit no matter the time. The way my body is I can't always leave my house if it's too hot out. Before I was changed I had a very weak body and I lived in northern Canada. My body can't handle hotter temperatures so I'll faint if I stay outside to long. That's one of the reasons I carry my parasol with me. Also it doubles as a weapon if I am attacked. There's a sword hidden in it that I can pull out if needed." she said closing it and pulling the end slightly to show her a bit of the shiny metal before opening it again and putting it back onto her shoulder.

[amithethird]

James "Jim" DeAngelus
[267] [First Vampire]

Well then. Today just wasn't his lucky day. Already he could tell this was going to be one of those stubborn werewolves. The kind that refused to back down or admit defeat. Lovely. He snorted a little as she spoke.
"I'm not sure if you've noticed this, but this territory doesn't belong to you. I'm feeling unusually generous today, so I'm willing to let this little intrusion slide. Go back whence you came and we won't have to ruin anyone's day," he said. You could say what you wanted about Jim, but he was typically a fair person. He didn't like to rush into conflict unless it was necessary. This wasn't necessary, so he was willing to let the Lycan go.

The Lycans weren't nearly as peaceable though. He considered them brutes who just didn't know when to back down or give up. They could be so irritating. He was glad that this one didn't seem to recognize him. Not many Lycans probably knew who he was, which worked to his advantage. Typically everyone got along a lot better when they didn't know who it was they were dealing with. If she found out who he was, she would surely attack, no matter what he did.

[gonegone!]

I'll be joining soon :3 )

[cheshire.]

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female;/ . werewolf;/ .hunter;/ .

Anastasia eyed him warily. This one spoke without anger behind his voice and the better side of her told her to take the opportunity he was offering and leave. But of course, Anastasia never listened to that side. Easing the sword out she swung it expertly around and smirked.

"Last I checked, this place doesn't have your name on it."Anastasia then easily swung the sword towards the ground. The very tip scraped the concrete, sending sparks and leaving a mark. Her mark. Anastasia was clearly claiming this place. Her turquoise eyes locked onto him once more, aware of the opportunity she had just missed. People always say 'live to fight another day' but how can you when every time you back down?

Her long hair swaying slightly as she rocked back into a defensive position, Anastasia felt as though she knew this creature despite the fact she had never met him. Perhaps he was well known and she had been told about him? Either way, it just wasn't clicking and she pushed it from her mind.

[gonegone!]

wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip)

Nope not really...

[left]

name ☞ Carol Bree Clyde
nicknames ☞ "Uhh no"
gender ☞ "Ahh woman?
Apparent age ☞"Ehh 36?"
age ☞ "I'm actually 259"
sexual preference ☞ "I'm Asexual actually"

qualities ☞ "Darn I'm not
crush ☞ "Did you not read the asexual part?"
boyfriend ☞ "Just stop it no.."
friends ☞ "I don't have friends, you don't need them to survive."
enemies ☞ "Oh jaja quite a few if you ask me"
family ☞ "Family? Well lets see...I've forgotten about them."

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You devoured my heart my

[amithethird]

James "Jim" DeAngelus
[267] [First Vampire]

"And I supposed it has yours?" Jim asked. He scoffed, "Please. Swinging your sword around and making a few sassy remarks does not give you right to someone else's home. I understand you don't want to be chased away by the likes of me. I know Lycans like you. Full of bravado and thinking you can take down anything that stands in your way, but trust me, sweetheart, this isn't a fight you want to start."

He started weighing his options. He probably has as much pride as she did, if not more, so there was no way he was turning and running. He had to defend his and his people's home of course. He couldn't be seen as a coward, even if there was no one but this girl to witness it. He wasn't too concerned with her sword, though she looked like she knew how to handle it. But he was fast. He'd been in scrapes worse than this. He would let her attack first. He would play the defensive game until an opportunity presented itself. He had to let her think she was winning. Pride was always a Lycan's greatest downfall.