He took his eyes of Schuylar, honestly not knowing what to do after having failed at 'misleading' Schuylar. But almost instantly, his mood brighten up knowing that he was within Schuylar's home. His eyes prowled the area, looking at her belongings and furnitures to figure out what kind of style she preferred. About to wander about in her house, "Wh_What?! Why would I want to know that?!", he quickly replied back. Somewhat disheartened to know think that thoughts of him murdering Schuylar was running through his head. "More than anything I'd protect you!" he exclaimed before she quickly rephrased her sentenced. Relieved to hear it, he let out a sigh as Schuylar brought out a wooden stake that looked pretty much like those used in the olden movies. The rubber handle squeking as his fingers gripped tightly onto the stake"Guess they weren't fiction as well after all...", Rictor said as he examined it more closely. "So umm... I guess you drive it through the vampire's heart? What If I stab it through the brain? Does it die? I mean without the brain your body won't function technially speaking right?", he questioned.

Sure that no one was around, he jumped down the tree onto the ground and walked inside Schuylar's house through the back door. "Hey! It's me, Noki. Its all clear."

(BTW: I found a picture appearaance for me!
http://i92.photobucket.com/albums/l37/Narume13/Anime%20Guys/catdemonwithblackhair-fur.png)

(ooc:sorry guys! I've been extremely busy! It's crazy! Anyway I'm really sorry!)



"stabbing it through the heart would be the fastest. They will die alot slower if it's through the brain. You see would is like a poisen. It'll kill us withen minutes. Most of us however know how to defend against it." I take it and place it back in the drawer. "follow me I want to show you something." I head towards the kitchen. " you too noki." I say seeing him at the door.

Naoki's sudden entrance startled Rictor before he returned his attention back to Naomi. Even more startled was the fact that Vampires die faster through the heart than through the brain, contrary to the way a human body works. Their heart is more important? Does that mean that the body continues to function even when the brain ceases to? If that is so... than the way their body works is either far more intricate or more primal than that of a human's... His mind tinkered over the thought, but with no proof of evidence, it would only be mere pondering of a scientist to be. Snapped out of thought by Naomi's ushering, he followed her. Wondering what new things he would learn over his new friend and should those arrive to threaten Naomi, be his first test subjects.

Uhm... can I join too? I'm new, but I think it's kind of late in it...

Name: Belle
Race: Wiccan (White mage who can communicate with nature)

Appearance: http://media.photobucket.com/image/anime%20girl%20with%20white%20hair%20and%20red%20eyes/courtneybyron/anime/WhiteHairBrownRedEyes.jpg

A young girl with elegant snow-white hair that can reach past her knees. She has burgundy (reddish-brown) colored eyes with somewhat cat like features to them. Oh, and she has slightly pale skin...

Uhm... so do you think I can join...?

(I think you can join..)

He followed Schuylar and Rictor to the kitchen, wondering what she wanted to show them.

(ooc; it's ok you can join!)

As I enter the kitchen I walk over to the drawer that held all my sharpest knives. I grab one off the top. It's blade would cut through skin like butter. I place it on the counter and move down two drawers. The drawer I opened held a small pistol. I checked to make sure it had bullets in it before tossing it to noki. "hold this a minute please. You'll have to use it in a bit." I pick up the knife and walk over to rictor. "try to stab me anywhere." I said very serious. I knew very well that the knife would only curl onto it's self. It couldn't even scratch my skin.

Eyes wide jaw dropped, "No! No way I will not do this!", Rictor exclaimed. Stepping back, he checked her eyes and realised that Naomi was serious. This was probably the first time that he had ever turned down the chance to disect something for science. "I will not stab you. I will not hurt you and YOU...", he aimed the tip of the knife to Noki, "...If you so ever cock and pull that trigger, I swear to Leonardo Davinci that I will cut you up make a cat stew out of you.", he threatened before turning back to Naomi. "Please... I won't do it... I can't..."

I shook my head."how can you defend yourself this way..." I sigh reaching out and grabbing his hand. I pull him back towards me so he could watch closely. Then I quickly jab the knife into my chest above my v neck shirt collar. The knife curled like opening one of those sardine cans. I giggled. It always tickled when people did that. I pulled my collar alittle lower so he could see that I wasn't harmed at all. "see it barely even tickled. " I smiled hoping to reassure him.

"So, if a knife bends, what would a bullet do?" He ignored Rictor's threat.

Her soft warm hands flowing with his own blood, made him caught a glimpse of heaven when she held his hand with a small smile escaping him. But, he was quickly brought out of his trance like state when the knife made its way towards Naomi's chest. Too slow to react, the knife curled on impact retained its no cresent like shape. Hands shaking in disbelief, his poked the tip of the bent knife on his left index finger and watched as trinklets of red fluid began to flow. "Hah..." a light chukle, "...barely tickled..." he echoed as he placed the knife back a top the kitchentop. Even after seeing it with his own eyes is he still in disbelif, "Don't tell me that a bullet won't harm you then... Cause if that won't work what will?" he thought out loud, realising that he might just be powerless to help Naomi after all.

On impulse I licked the blood off his finger. It's delightful taste filled my mouth making me long for more. I let go of his hand knowing I had drank to much already. I walked atlittle closer to noki. " nothing can pierce the skin of a vampire except wood. Noki would you please demonstrate?" I say calmly. The bullet would bounce off my skin to the wooden kitchen floor. Because of this my only fear is wood itself. But even then I've surround myself with it to control my fear.

He aimed the gun at her chest with one hand and pulled the trigger, his ears twitching down against his head. He watched as the bullet pinged off her and hit the floor, flattened.

His whole body feeling weak with the lack of blood, he couldn't help but melt from ecstacy to see his fingers being engulfed slowly in Naomi's lips. "Thank you god all mighty...", he accidentally blurted out as he felt the warmth leaving his hands from the tip of his fingertips and into Naomi's. Somewhat glad yet sad to see Naomi pulling away, resulting in some smearing of blood onto her pale lips, he turned to face Noki. Shaking his hands in a horizontal movement across his neck, "Don't do it!", he mouthed out to Noki but he was too late. The flash from the gun's barrel making him wink, "Noo!!!", he exclaimed. Quickly bending over to check on Naomi, he found her chest to be free without a scratch. The bullet making a light rattling noise as it dropped onto the floor, "You fool! What would you do if there was a small scar on Naomi's chest? Are you going to pay for her plastic surgery?", he exclaimed at Noki. "Even if you know it won't hurt her... Please don't do that.. who knows what would happen...", his fingers now messaging his temple, feeling a faint headache coming up. Still in shock from what has happened and the amount of knowledge trying to sink in.

Leaning back against the kitchen counter with his head tilted down towards the floor, "Wait... A more harder and firm material like metal can't cut through what a weaker, organic material like wood can pierce through?...", he thought out loud, "Perhaps rather than seeing which material can stand up to which, in this case a vampire's skin to metal, it is is more on the organic characteristics of wood itself that reacts to the vampire's skin. Could it be that the vampire's skin actually weaken in touch of wood? Or is it something else...." he continued mumbling some incomprehensible stuff for a while before looking back up at the two. "I will need some skin samples as well as an x-ray of a vampires body before I can deduce anything...", he said, but seeing as there are no willing vampires to give up his/her own body for his experimentations, "OR, I can research on books on vampires and myths in the library.", he continued. "Thank you Naomi for trusting me. If you have other things to tell me, it would help me greatly.", determined to know more of vampires so as to help and be of use for Naomi. Even if he can't ever be together with her, the least he could do is be someone Naomi could depend on for help no matter how small the matter.

"I have an idea!!!" I said excitedly. "there is some witches that run a bookstore outside of town. Noki and I can get you some books! But you'll have to go to the human part of the store. If you got caught in the back it'd cause alot of trouble." only very few witches agreed with us being friends with humans. They started a circle called circle daybreak. A hidden group among night people that was made up of everybody: night people and humans. If we were ever found that's were I'd take them both. Daybreak would keep them safe. I shook myself out of my trance. "you can't let them know that you know about them or any night people you think you can do that?" I ask as I head toward my bedroom.

Ahh... What's a world of everlasting night without witches... Rictor found himself thinking as he nodded in agreement to Schuylar's proposal. "Wait.. Are you referring to that old shop outside of town? The one where surprisingly beautiful but poor girls run the place?", Rictor asked, surprised. When small, he came across the shop by accident and went inside out of curiosity. Though he couldn't remember the details of that particular visit, when he reached home all he could remember was meeting with a small group of beautiful woman that would rival the angels in heaven. "I guess witches aren't the stereotypical hideous and grotesque beings shown in books and drawings.", he said, unconsciously smiling as the images of the woman run through his head. Surprised that Naomi would ask such a question, "Sure, I don't really mind staying out of the inhuman areas... And unless you command me otherwise, I shall bring that secret with me to my grave.", even if it means biting off his own tongue during interrogation, he would do anything for Naomi.

"Yup, that store. I've only been there once, though." He nodded. "Oh yeah, Naomi? Is it okay if I live with you? I, um... have no where else to stay. I have no known parents, or a house..."

Name : Aleksander

Looks : Black Hair, Navy Blue Eyes

Height : 6'8

Weight : 278 pounds

Species : Werewolf

Other : Aleksander is a special type of werewolf, being able to transform at will.

Aleksander ran through the woods, having smelt a neko from a long distance. He stopped next to an oak tree, and the transformation began. Black Fur sprouted from his skin like grass, his eyes turned a sickly yellow, with red slits. He grew ever taller, reaching 8 feet, his nails turned into large curved claws. His face morphed, extending, the sound of bone crunching would be heard, the skeleton taking a new shape. He stood, letting out a howl, before continuing to run towards the scent of the neko.

(Sorry... I've been a bit busy, and haven't noticed that I was accepted... >______<;;;;;;;)

Belle quietly sat down by the lake's edge, she had luckily found it and was quite happy actually. Her mother had recently moved here, and she was dragged along, thus, that meant moving. Moving wasn't a big deal though, she did it so many times in one single year that it practically became a routine for her.

Her eyes watched as a rather large fish swam by, it's ruby scales shimmering under the water. You could say Belle's life was perfect for her, she loved to travel, she loved her mum's jobs because sometimes Belle was allowed to skip school to come, and, she loved to fact that where ever her mom moved, it was filled with humans and nature. The only thing missing from her life, was the Dad.

"That doesn't matter..." she murmured under her breath, "... if he doesn't want to be a part of my life, I don't care." A small daisy that had sprouted right next to Belle began to grow a little, and gently caressed her hand. She smiled, "Thank you..."

(Sorry it's a bit long... <_>..... just trying to catch back on....)