Darklina

Aranea watched as the Rune began to glow, feeling herself tense up even more.
What could this possibly do? She thought to herself.
When the wall exploded, Aranea had not been expecting it. She hissed loudly in fright, frantically scuttling across the room and up the wall, pressing herself into the corner of the ceiling. That Rune's magic had terrified her, that much was obvious by the expression on her face. She had never seen anything like that before.

Rass looks up at Aranea who was on the ceiling. "Oops," she apologized. "I wasn't expecting that. I actually wasn't expecting anything to happen, for I didn't know what the Rune does."

Aranea looked at Rass, still tense with fear but slightly more calm than she had been.
Slowly she began to crawl down again, her body bending at an impossible angle as she flipped herself upright from the wall to the floor.
"That's okay, it just startled me. I haven't seen anything like that before." She mumbled.

"Still, I probably shouldn't have done that," Rass says, "that might have caught someone's attention, and that probably wasn't a good idea."

Yrael thought of this. He didn't know much about vampires, the subject never really interested him. But to be able to experiment on creatures to give them different physical attributes and abilities was intriguing. Perhaps with a bit of her DNA he could produce a way to affect Odette's followers and make them less formidable.
"You say you were born a vampire," He said, almost to himself. "Is it possible to give others this trait? Or perhaps make them so animalistic that they turn on one another, perhaps using the same technique that made you more cat-like."

Baam thought for a moment, mentally sighing, "i suppose...if you altered them with large amounts of animal like DNA. I have quite a bit running through me. But if you don't do it right, it kills the subject...and it's rather painful." It was obvious from her tone that this was not her favorite memory to think back upon. She shifted a bit, silent for only a moment before speaking again, "but yes, i believe it is possible to do so. Things like that change their appearance and their personality drastically, so the test subject could become very hostile." She looked at him.

Yrael nodded. "I suppose you are no longer in contact with the individual who first effected you so. I wonder if I could call for someone who is familiar with the procedure." He contemplated this, for making a substance that could be drunk or otherwise ingested to have the same effect as surgery would be very difficult. Yrael was excited about the challenge.

Aranea nodded, the sound of the explosion probably would have alerted some people.
"Perhaps we should go back anyway, she might get suspicious if we're gone too long." She said softly, knowing that Lady Odette wouldn't be too friendly if she thought her pets were plotting something.
Aranea began to walk towards the door but stopped and turned back to Rass.
"Now you know why I need to be so cold, could we try and pretend things were like they were before? At least until we're alone again. Trust me, it'll be safer for both of us if we do."

"No, i am not in contact with him, which i am glad for," she looked at him, curiosity raging inside her as to why he was asking so many questions about it. Even if to use against the enemies, she wouldn't wish the feeling of what happened to her to be put onto anyone else, no matter whom the person may be. She looked away slightly and let out a low, almost annoyed sigh, her tail had stopped flicking back and forth and just laid there unmoving.

Rass' ears droop in sadness, but she nods. "Yeah, I see why." She briskly walks past Aranea. Dang it dang it DANG IT! Why did she have to go and do that? Now she probably lost Aranea as a friend, and trying out some new Rune wasn't worth it. Besides, the explosion probably caught someone's attention, unless everyone at the place was deaf.

The only good thing that came out of it was that she now knew a new Rune: the Exploding Rune.

Yrael sighed, annoyed that she would so eagerly forget such vital information, however, she did not know of its usefulness at the time so he supposed he could ignore that problem. He knew of someone who had dabbled in splicing and he was sure he could get that person to send him information. Yrael seemed oblivious to Baam's discomfort and instead asked "Would you be willing to take a message to someone who might aid us in DNA altering, perhaps I can weaponise it for the enemy." The last was added in a quieter, more thoughtful tone as he continued to stroke Adonai's hair. They were awaiting Hiro's re-arrival with the information stolen from Lady Odette.

Baam took in a deep breath and nodded slowly, "i suppose i could take a letter to someone, if that is what you wish." Her own voice of reason started screaming inside of her head for her to say no. It would be wrong to allow others to go through what she had gone through, even if they were her enemies. Though techniqually they weren't her enemies, they were her employers enemies, she had no heat against them, they were just doing the same thing she was. She tried to push the voice deep into her head, but it stayed there, and it was rather obvious on her face that she was not happy about the task, though should would not admit to it.



Lady Odette had been on the roof for a while and she sighed softly, another not so eventful night sky. It hadn't appeared, once again, she was starting to wonder if she would ever see it. Her expression was now a bit sadder than it usually was, she normally got like this when it didn't appear, and considering that she hadn't seen it since she was a child, this was a nightly thing for her, though she had only recently picked up the habit of doing this. She fly down from the high roof and made her way back inside.