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Thread: Bloodlines, Beasts and Bad Business (Sarjin x Fieryangel)

She remained silent, but his poor attempt at a mild joke had her rolling her eyes. The fact that she was stuck with him was bad enough, but now he had an odd sense of humor? Eira had no desire to tolerate such things, but right now there wasn't a choice. They had to escape, and fast! Luckily, the hiding spot was close by, though it wasn't at all glamorous. Stopping mid stride, she paused and spun around. Watch your step. Kicking the grate aside, she freed the entrance to the sewer, and with him in hand, pulled Ryker into the darkness. Landing harshly with a thud, they had fallen a decent way but it seemed no more than a small step for her. She had all the grace of the undead and the strength of a vampire. Such a fall didn't affect her one bit. The air was thick with the scent of sewage, smelling nearly of death itself. Hold your breath if you can. She did so herself, not needing much air thanks in large part to her vampire mother. However, she would need to breath eventually. It took a few minutes to figure out her way, blinking into the dimly light cavern until she found her destination. Voices echoed down from below, the wolves hot on their trail. Hissing and muttering a slew of swear words beneath her breath, she continued to drag the country wolf along. This way. The stench down here will make it harder for them to find us. It's like a maze down here anyways, they'd likely get lost if they're stupid enough to follow. Eira laughed heartily now, sort of hoping they would follow. This was her domain, and they'd likely never come out alive. After a few twists and turns, she'd finally stop at a dead end. Piles of blankets rested on the floor, along with clothes and books and a lantern. It wasn't much, but it was where she was safe, a place she's called home for years. We should be fine here. The vampires are the only ones stupid enough to come down this way. She motioned to one who lay lifeless in the corner, completely ghost white and drained of any blood left in his body. Don't mind him. I haven't disposed of him yet. At least I got breakfast out of it. She sighed and sat down on the pile of blankets, flipping the switch on the lantern. What was dark was now light, showing off just how filthy her little hole in the wall was. So, let's get down to business. Why do you want to help me?
Thread: Bloodlines, Beasts and Bad Business (Sarjin x Fieryangel)

He was having trouble keeping up with her, his body ready to give out on him at any moment. He was slightly amazed at how strong and smooth her movement were, as she kicked the grate aside and dove into the sewers. He had not choice but to follow her and strongly consideredtearing his nose off as he did. The smell alone could probably drive him mad if he stayed in it long enough. His eyes were adapted to the light very quickly, and he wasn't in much danger of tripping on anything it was a struggle to keep up with her as his body began to cramp. He was beginning to believe that he was going to have to just roll over and die if they didn't get somewhere safe soon. Traveling through the dark, disgusting sewer wasn't exactly the situation he'd dreamed of when he came to this city. He pictured it much more heroic and whatnot. When they finally arrived at her little safe zone he dropped to the floor nursing a stitch in his side, he wasn't out of shape by any means but the magic use had ramped taken its toll. He was sweating, out of breath, and had a pained expression on his face, and wasn't recovering like a werewolf normally would after a bout of physical activity. He was pretty satisfied with their escape, and more then surprised by how resourceful she was, she wasn't at all the damsel in distress he'd seen her as when he first laid eyes upon her, hell he was pretty sure she could take him in a fair fight. As she turned the light on he curled against a wall, contemplating her question and the dead vampire that decorated the floor. Well he said as he thought over his words. I heard of your situation, and I tried to get my pack to help you out. They didn't care for the idea, so I came alone. I am of the type that no one should be hunted like this, you deserve a fair chance at happiness just like everyone else. So I'm here to get you out of this city and somewhere safe.
Thread: Bloodlines, Beasts and Bad Business (Sarjin x Fieryangel)

Eira watched his struggles with a raised brow, unsure why a wolf was showing such weakness. Are you alright? You seem a little off... Moving with speed and grace, she was kneeling before him in a second, inspecting for injuries. You appear to be fine. Perhaps some water will do you well? Turning, she opened a cooler tucked away in the corner which was filled with water bottles, soda, and even booze. Grabbing a bottle of crystal clear water and slamming the container shut, she turned and cracked the lid before offering it out. I promise, it's fresh and clean. No sewage water. Sitting back, her legs crossed for comfort, eyes fixed on his like a child interested in story time, even wearing a goofy grin from ear to ear. So, they didn't want to get involved? That's not really surprising. I appreciate you coming to help me escape, but it's a fools errand. Don't you think if it were that simple I would have left by now? You only risk death by aiding in the thing that's most desired by both sides. Sighing she shifted to lean against the brick wall, rubbing her back against the rough surface. A look of sorrow flashed across her face for only a moment, the painful emotion leaving just as quickly as it came. I wish I believed such as you, that everyone deserves a chance at happiness. However, you must not know much about me. I'm Eira, the freak who is half vampire, half werewolf, and apparently an abomination. I'm two halves of creatures who should have never bred. I've spent my whole life running, watched my parents as they were brutally murdered, and I've lived in these sewers for at least the last 10 years. Explain to me how I can find happiness? I've never even had a friend. Rubbing her temples, she groaned in frustration, not at him but at the whole situation. Again, the gesture is kind, but it will surely lead to your death. I cannot allow you to risk your life for me, who shouldn't even exist.
Thread: Bloodlines, Beasts and Bad Business (Sarjin x Fieryangel)

Ryker looked at the water as if it were an extremely valuable resource, he was slightly excited to take the outstretched bottle from the woman . He took a generous amount on the first pull taking down half the bottle before letting out a sigh of satisfaction. Feeling slightly better already from the small amount he had drank. He looked up at her with a smile on his face. Thanks you're a lifesaver he said with a heavy amount of meaning in his words. He paused for a moment getting his story straight. He took a deep breath before he began to tell her of himself. There are a lot of things you don't know about the world, things many don't know. I am a gifted werewolf, a shaman. I was born with the ability to see the spirits of the dead and the spirits of nature. I can control and interact with the spirits of nature to perform what is essentially magic. Now I need to rely on the nature spirits to do that, so when I brought that building down, I was Grasping at the fragments of spirit that technology didn't destroy. I'm actually slightly surprised it worked.. but it took a lot out of me, I feel like I have a really bad flu. I do believe the spirits I've communicated with brought me here for a good reason. Maybe it is fate, I'm confident that we can escape this city and get you somewhere that you don't have to live like a refugee. If we can get outside of the city, my magic is much less energy intensive, I can do a whole lot more, with a whole lot less. These city wolves have probably never heard of a shaman before.. they won't know what's hitting them.
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Eira listened carefully, tending to her wound while he prattled on and filled her in. The strip of fabric was stained red as she tore it off and threw it to the side. Her pant leg was torn, but the hole in her flesh was nearly closed. It appeared far worse than it was, still covered in blood from battle. Cracking open another bottle of water, she poured it gentle on the spot, washing away evidence of injury. It would be healed soon enough, and wasn't anything she grew concerned about. Chuckling, her head shook in disbelief at everything spilling from his lips. Then again, had she not witnessed the dust and the collapse of the building? Don't underestimate them. They know far more than you'll ever realize. True, they may not know that shamans still exist, but I'm sure they've done their research. Then again, what do I know? I've lived in these sewers like a damn ninja turtle for so long. Pausing, wonder touched her eyes as they focused into the distance, staring at nothing. Musing over it all, she'd finally sigh and set her sights above. I don't think you understand. I'll always be the outcast thanks to my parents. I'm not sure why I'm so damn evil in their eyes, but I am. I'll have no pack to run to, no coven to accept me. I'm stuck in purgatory. I'll go with you, as I'd love to get out of this damn city, but no one will have me. Growing silent, she was quick on her feet and peeking around the corner, the faintest sound of footsteps echoing through the tunnels. Dammit! Leeches.... Zipping around, the lantern was out the next second, her stance protective in front of Ryker. Peering down to the man, lips curled as she hissed. You're too weak right now. Stay down and stay quiet. The echo of steps began to draw closer, a voice carried through the stone tunnels. They were right on her scent, and heading straight towards them.
Thread: Bloodlines, Beasts and Bad Business (Sarjin x Fieryangel)

He examined her leg when she took the bandage off and washed it off. Wonderful, you heal fast. I was concerned that you might not have some of the strengths of the bloodlines flowing through you. You seem to be very strong, I'd imagine you have a wolf's strength and a vampires agility from what I've seen so far. I'd be a liar if I said I wasn't at least a little curious as to what else you can do. He stood up using the wall to support himself, his metabolism was in overdrive burning off tons of extra calories to rejuvenate him, he looked noticeably skinnier, the magic being fueled at least partially by natural processes taken to an extreme. This was on top of the already sky high werewolf metabolism. He considered the situation taking what she had to say into account. The city wolves are a very close-minded group. The werewolf with the gun, that was sickening. It wasn't long ago werewolves were the protectors of the wild. In the past we kept humanity and the vampires from spreading too far, from warping the natural world past repair. Technology changed the tides on us, it used to be forbidden for werewolves to even use a basic spear or a bow. Once clothes were even a punishable crime for a wolf. Things gradually become more and more accepted, as humanity gained strength and we were slowly pushed into new roles, into hiding, we have to fit in now for better or for worse, and we get to watch the world suffer. The city wolves have lost the way of our people, I wouldn't doubt they believe magic to be a fairy tale. As they accept technology and the bastardization of nature they lose the connection that breeds people like me. Ryker was interrupted by her sudden silence. She jumped in front of him and took a defensive posture, turning off the light. He crouched low, I'll do what I can when the time comes he whispered worst comes to worse I can at least distract one or two long enough for you to gain the upper hand. He considered things for a moment, Although down here there is nothing stopping me from transforming, in these enclosed spaces the vampires will have nowhere to run, easy win.
Thread: Bloodlines, Beasts and Bad Business (Sarjin x Fieryangel)

It was a convenience to heal fast, given the situation they were about to be faced with. Turning, she realized he was standing and furrowed her brow. You need to rest. He looked far too ill, and too weak to do much good, and she wasn't willing to let him act as bait. I really need you to stay alive. I want to hear more about the history of wolves, and I need you to get me to the forest. I've never seen it. Had his little history lesson given her a bit of hope? Or was it just an attempt to convince him to lay low? Either way, it aroused a smile before she turned to watch for their enemies. The closer they came, their metallic scent from many nights of feasting on blood grew stronger. Three voices echoed through the tunnels, giving her a clearer idea just what they were faced with. Well, you were curious about what I could do. Brace yourself for this. Tearing off her hoodie, she really didn't wish to ruin her other clothes, but there wasn't much time. Crouching down, a blood curdling snarl of agony rippled from her throat as she began to shift. Fangs longer that that of vampire or werewolf sprouted from her Canines, claws extended from tips of her fingers. Her height became massive as she turned into a muscular beast, one often only found in the darkest of horror movies. Pure black eyes searched the darkness as her skin turned grey. She never grew fur, maintaining a perfect marble upon her flesh thanks to her vampire blood. Muscles flexed as Eira flew forward, disappearing into the darkness and moving as quietly as a shadow. Sensing her presence, the leeches stopped, frantically beginning to search the tunnels around them. However, she was one step ahead of their game, digging her claws into the stone above and hanging from the ceiling before landing harshly on the first. Stunned at first, the trio had not a clue what to do, and was forced to witness their first member die. Sinking massive fangs into his neck, he was quickly drained like a juicebox and discarded to the side while the massive beast wiped her jaw and proceeded to stalk the next of her prey.
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Ryker did as she said, after all in his state he wasn't sure if he could transform or not. It might burn him out completely exhausting his bodies remaining energy stores, he would need to eat soon if he wanted to regain his strength. He smiled as she voiced her desire to see the forest, he began to think of her as a wolf at that moment accepting that she truly was more than what the other two groups had considered her as. We'll get you there, it'll be wondrous. We'll run together and you'll see the world for what it is supposed to be. He watched with curiosity as she began to show him her transformation. He was almost startled as it happened, he never imagined that she would have the ability to shift as a full blooded werewolf did. He wasn't even sure why, he just assumed she wouldn't have the ability. The form itself was terrifying, monstrous the vampiric blood altering it into something truly from a horror film. A full blooded werewolf despite a matched monstrosity could be almost elegant and beautiful with their fur and hair all in tact. When she ran off into the darkness he had no choice, he couldn't follow her, wouldn't be able to transform. He sat cross-legged on the floor. He closed his eyes and opened himself to his surroundings in a meditative way. Focusing on the sense of his hearing, he could almost envision every movement as he heard it, the meditation his shamanic teacher had taught him heightened his already amazing senses. In this state every sounds could be heard, the flow of the world in his immediate surroundings entering his body and clearly allowing him to tell what was happening in the battle.
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Gaining their senses, the two leeches remaining dodged a swipe of her massive claws, using their speed and agility to evade every attempt she made to grab a hold of her prey. They were fast, but not enough to throw her off as she charged into the darkness until all went silent. Their eyes cautiously scanned around them, unsure just where the massive beast went. The scuffling of their feet upon the stone was the only sound to fill the silence. Maybe we should leave. Eira grinned as they contemplated retreat, however, his partner wouldn't give in. We've been warned not to fail. The bounty has been raised, you know. They'll kill us if we don't make it back with her head. Taking it as an invitation, she reached from the black depths and snatched one of them by the ankle, dragging him out of sight. His screams echoed clear down the sewers, his voice breaking into gurgles until all was silent. The last one remaining decided to flee, not caring what his coven would think. His steps were quick and pounding hard upon the stone, but hers were far faster. Claws tore into the solid floor as a massive roar erupted from her belly. The leech screamed and propelled himself faster, leaping at a nearby ladder as he prayed for freedom. However, it wouldn't come. Yanking him from his only chance of freedom, he turned on her, leaping and landing upon her back with arms wrapped tightly around her neck. He wasn't going down without a fight. His strength was impressive, fingers ripping into her thick flesh while his fangs extended, reaching for her neck. Yelping in protest, she jerked and threw him against the wall, stones breaking and crumbling to the ground. Though it were only two, it sounded like a massive battle, one that finally ended with the third leech falling to the ground. Weak and injured, she hobbled her way back to Ryker, shifting before rounding the corner and falling naked and human upon the floor. Not a word was said as she lay there shivering from the cold, blood painted upon her pale skin
Thread: Bloodlines, Beasts and Bad Business (Sarjin x Fieryangel)

Ryker moved as quick as he could over to her when she collapsed. He was aware of the whole situation but not in a condition to do anything about It. He felt slightly terrible for having to sit out a fight. Fighting was in a werewolf's blood, the anger they all possessed pushing them towards acts of passion and aggression, it was something he had an enormous level of control over compared to the normal wolf. He knew there was nothing he could do about that now, he had to make sure she was alright. He took his jacket and shirt off covering her up with them and pulling her onto his lap to try to warm her up. He wondered if blood loss was part of her problem, as she had sustained several injuries over the past few hours. He cradled her close to him. One hand around her back and one on her far hip lulling her in so she could get as much of his body heat as possible. He shook his chin length brown hair from his face, and looked down at hers with his light blue eyes. He was in shape, not overly muscular but he had a very athletic tone to him, it was clear he got plenty exercise. The skin was pulled tight around his muscles as the fat burned off making him look as though he had a dangerously low body fat percentage, which at this point wasn't far from the truth. That was pretty amazing. You're going to be alright, I don't see anything you shouldn't be able to heal through. Just relax, catch your breath and we'll be alright. We'lol have to be out of here soon, there are only going to be more of them on both sides. We can fight them for as long as necessary but they'll overcome us one day, it's only a matter of time. They've got to be spooked though, several vampires dead, a couple werewolves dead, both sides are likely preparing for an overwhelming show of force. Though I question just how many of them are left in this city.
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Soon enough her breathing began to slow, the smaller cuts and scrapes already healed before his eyes. Often opposed to close proximity with anyone, she wasn't about to complain as her own absorbed his warmth. Body heat from another is foreign to Eira, something that was denied to her even as a child once her parents were captured. It had been so long since she felt the warm embrace of another, that the overwhelming pleasure from it in her current state had the woman's curled fingers nearly clinging to his bare torso, purring softly like a kitten. Orbs that were black only moments ago sparkled like a sapphire as she gazed upon his face, the faint hint of a smile lifting the edges of her lips. Thank you. Trust had been earned, giving the hybrid freedom to relax, even if only for a moment or two. I'll need to find food. Real food. I can only survive on blood for so long. Having had her last meal nearly two weeks ago, it was cause for her weakness now after pushing herself so far. However, being in such a state wasn't easy for the prideful creature, often deeming herself far too powerful to need an sort of assistance. Being naked and weak was enough to turn her cheeks crimson. Nodding in agreement, she'd draw in a shaky breath and look around the only home she's ever known. There's more than you can even imagine. They're like roaches, breeding and reproducing at an alarming rate, and impossible to exterminate. Both sides are. Some of the higher ups in the city are even a part of this, people you'd never suspect. It's why it's so hard to escape. There's eyes everywhere. I agree that things will get harder the longer we wait. We need to move fast. Those that I've killed over the last few weeks, years even, have been nothing but pawns. My strength is being tested. They hope to wear me down, and when they do, I'll be plucked from life like a flower.
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Ryder continued to hold her. It wasn't a trait of the city wolves as they'd grown apart from their true nature and taken on more of the habits and physical cues from the humans than of their own speices, but the country wolves were accustomed to close physical proximities. Multiple families living in shared shelters was common, men and women of no relationship commonly sleeping naked in the same space, it was just how they were but they also understood the differences between them and humans. He was thinking about the situation and was trying to come up with a plan. If we can survive for two days, I can get us out of the city. I got to look at the sky on my way out and one thing I know for sure is that there is a storm coming. I can't change the weather, but when bad weather comes I can use it. Plus if the storm is as big as I think it will be we'lol have an abundance of free clean water on the ground for my purposes and to cover our scent. If we can can use these next two days to get to full strength that will be the perfect opportunity to make a break for it. He was satisfied with his plan, he knew that anything was going to take a large expenditure of energy from both of them. It was energy that they didn't currently have, but with a little preparation they could be ready for a grand escape. He ran a hand through her hair absent-mindedly her scent reaching his nose for the first time through all the terrible smells that had been akin to trauma to his sensitive nose. He couldn't help but think that she smelled of heaven the scent being something completely new to him. It wasn't something he experienced every day, a brand new scent. It made him smile as he cherished the uniqueness of the moment, a bit of calm before the storm that would be their life until they made their escape.