~Soulless~ [Semi-lit] [Accepting]

[Moondancer]

((Hargreaves: Character accepted
I'll wait until everyone has posted their intros before continuing))

[Hargreaves]

((I finished her profile, by the way, featuring a superlong history that I had no idea of until I started typing. XD))

Why was she here? Lucie had work to do. She didn't want to attend a party. Parties could be nice, of course, but Lucie was simply too busy just now. She had some BUR work, not to mention cleaning at home. Her room and the manor in general were filthy, at least to Lucie's near-impossible standards. She had business to conduct and. Parties were nice, but they were for free time, and Lucie had none of that.

From where she stood near the wall, absently rolling the satiny fabric of her dress between two fingers, she could see the happy partygoers. They were dancing, socializing, and enjoying each other's company. Lucie knew she should joint hem and at least pretend to be having fun- if not for her sake, then for the sakes of her friends who had insisted she come- but she couldn't. She wanted to have a fun time, she really did, but there was too much work that she had to anticipate.

[Shiko Hayashi]

(( Bumpeth ))

[Moondancer]

((I don't want to go too far without Naturally Blue, but I'll post tomorrow. It's past midnight here and I really should get some sleep XD))

[Shiko Hayashi]

((I don't want to go too far without Naturally Blue, but I'll post tomorrow. It's past midnight here and I really should get some sleep XD))

(( Alright. ))

[Naturally Blue]

[[sorry i haven't posted, i got grounded for a week]]

[[Intro AWAY! Also does the transformation resemble this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7VS9GUJTQjU]]

Esmerelda walked along the cold stone path, her bear feet making a padding noise. The sun was set low in the sky and a few stars were beginning to show. It was now time. The path came to an end by an old river. She breathed in the familiar scent of oak, pine and the forest. She took her hair of of it's tight bun and let it flow down to her waist. She was wearing a pair of white short-shorts and a white tank top under her dress, that she had taken off at her house. As she came up to the lake, and stood on the familiar large rock, the water looked as though it was on fire, for the sun was setting. She backed up a few steps, and then she started to run toward the edge of the rock. Six steps and she jumped. Flying high toward the water she did a dive into the freezing water. Esme dove down until she reached a huge rock, hidden Beneath the water. She pushed off of it and gasped for air. She swam over to the shore, crawling up on a rock that lines the bank. It was always nice to come out here. Swim, have fun, not having to hide. The stars and moon were now rising and the night was beginning to awaken. Her favorite time...... She closed her eyes then opened them, her regular blue-green eyes were now glowing.

[Moondancer]

(( Wolf-chan: I assume Riel is talking to Demetri?))

Zachary restlessly paced the length of his BUR office, going repeatedly back and forth until he was certain he’d worn the carpet down. He ran a hand through his already-mussed locks, not helping to improve the tangles that were already there. A rather nervous and skittish drone was standing, cowering, in one corner of the room. He was as close to the wall as it was physically possible to get and hadn’t moved for the past 10 minutes. Zachary had forgotten him some time ago which, in truth, was what the drone had hoped for.

The werewolf turned suddenly, directly facing the drone. The drone shrank in on himself under the alpha’s piercing glare.

“Get Lucie” Zachary muttered distractedly

“Wh.. where is she?” The drone managed to force out, adding a hurried ‘sir!’ on to the end when he realized he’d forgotten it.

“I don’t know!” came the snarled response “I think she... never mind! I’ll find her myself.” Without another word, Zachary began to change. There was the awful sound of bones grinding against each other as each one broke and reformed, Zachary’s form grew smaller, fur sprouting where just skin had been before. His face elongated into a muzzle and his teeth became sharpened into points. Where a human had been moments before, there now stood a large brown wolf. Zachary shrugged out of the suit he’d been wearing and took off immediately, barely remembering to grab a cloak in his jaws.

As a wolf, it was much easier to find people, especially members of his pack. Lucie’s scent was strong and very easy to follow. He began weaving through the dark backstreets of London. The werewolf may not have had much knowledge of etiquette, but he knew better than to go running across the main street.

He followed the scent for a few minutes until he came to a large, impressive ballroom. Moving round to shadowy corner outside the building, Zachary transformed back with ease. He wrapped the cloak around himself and snuck in through the back entrance.

[Shiko Hayashi]

(( Wolf-chan: I assume Riel is talking to Demetri?))

(( Uh... Yeah. ))

[Hargreaves]

This was just getting boring now, Lucie thought as she watched the dancers. She politely stifled a yawn behind her hand, then turned to leave. Since she didn't especially feel like dancing or socializing, she knew she could get more done at home. Seeking out the party's hostess, she offered a warm thank you and turned to leave, searching for her coat.

There was a noise behind her, and she turned around. As Zachary stepped in, she gasped, then smiled. "Oh, hello, sir," she said. "I'm sorry. I didn't see you..." she trailed off as she realized that he was wearing nothing but his cloak. It took her a moment to piece together how he'd found her, and this told her just how urgent it was. Suddenly, Lucie was a bit nervous, but she tried her best not to let it show as she stammered, "W-what's going on, sir?"

[Moondancer]

((Naturally Blue: Somewhat, but the transformation is a lot slower and their wolf form is a little smaller; they can reach around 4 ft tall.))

Demetri paused mid-insult as he felt someone tap his shoulder. The touch caused a small shiver to run through his frame. Surprised and a little confused, Demetri turned around. The cause of his shiver was a boy, at least 10 years younger than him, with black hair, similar to his and incredibly pale skin. The Italian could almost have mistaken him for a vampire. Almost.

It didn’t sink in that the boy had asked him his name for a few moment, and even when he’d realised it, it took him another few moments to respond.

“Demetri” he said eventually, regaining his composure and flashing the other a grin. “And your name would be...?”

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Jonas took advantage of Demetri’s distraction and quickly disappeared into the crowd. Over his centuries of existence, Jonas had developed an almost unparalleled ability to blend in wherever he was.

The vampire froze and fixed his gaze on one particular individual, sitting alone at the edge of the vast ballroom. He fought the natural instinct to hiss or bare his fangs; it was another vampire, a loner. He looked the other vampire over with barely concealed aggression; he was older than he looked, but only just. He was wearing smart clothing, but it obviously hadn’t been made for him. His black hair was tied back in a ponytail but was still messy. The loner was obviously trying to appear rich, but not doing a very good of it.

Now, Jonas was curious. It was rare for a loner to venture into territory already occupied by a hive, a powerful hive at that. To do so was to risk death, or worse. Now more interested than angry, Jonas began a slow approach.

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Zachary blanched when he realized just where he was and just how little he was wearing. Unusually self conscious, he drew the cloak a little closer around his body. Turning towards Lucie, his face immediately became stern and businesslike.

“There have been three more supernatural disappearances within the last two days, two werewolves, one vampire but all loners. Whoever’s doing this is obviously picking off the loners first, but it’s only so long until they start going for the hives and packs.” Zachary had begun pacing again, and was more thinking aloud than addressing Lucie now.