"Are you dressed?" He knocked loudly on the door. He was way to impatient to wait for any sort of reply, so he slowly opened the door and walked in with his back turned. "You may not be fully dressed, but I'm just here to give you a warning. I will not be getting any more dressed up than this." he just remembered something though. Gloves. He always wore a pair of black gloves whenever a party or something was going on. He hated shaking hands with people, especially when he wasn't wearing any gloves. Luck for him he kept them in his pocket. Sliding them out, he put them on and had a light smile on his face. "Now I won't have to feel their dirty skin." Adronis spoke in a hushed tone. He knew Amberlyn hated when he would smoke around, but he didn't care. After lighting another cigarette, he turned around to face her only his eyes were closed. "So when is this thing supposed to start?"
Kirenai's eyes narrowed. Normally he would comply, just to keep her happy, but he heard a strange howling eariler.... "Perhaps. But I've hear a rumor going around that there would be a party this evening. Assuming we get an invitation,-" Kirenai was not the most liked of vampires, thanks to his bad habits and unsocaible personality. "-would you like to attend that instead?"
A twig snap rang through the crisp evening air. Kirenai tensed, instinctively inching a little closer to his human. The vampire's gaze swet through the forest, combing it with practiced eyes. Ahh yes. Movement. He couldn't really make out distinct shapes, but Kirenai could tell that there was definatly something furry out there. Was that it? An animal? Something told Kirenai that was not the case.
He leaned over Delilah, whispering in her ear. "If I give you the signal, run." The signal was Kirenai tapping his head, but he had no intention of using it. Why would his human have to run away from something in his own lair? But just in case.
He saw a shape coming from the forest. A man.... Vampire? Perhaps it was the invitation Kirenai himself was just talking about. The vampire stepped foreward, and lazed on the balconey railings. Kirenai looked down upon the newcomer. He was tall, with dark hair and held himself like someone who was used to being in charge. But whatever. It wasn't like Kirenai was a good judge of character iin the first place. He saw the man was followed by another, though Kirenai couldn't clearly make out whatever it was yet.
The vampire was slightly insulted. It was incredibly rude for a stranger to visit another vampire's house without warning, but then again Kirenai had never been one for that kind of hautiness. So instead he just gazed down with practiced ease, used to being higher than most people.
Her heart raced a little. "Definitely," she breathed, excitement coursing through her veins. She would have said more, but Kirenai suddenly moved closer to her and her face reddened in embarrassment. What had caught his attention? Delilah hadn't heard anything in particular that would have been a problem. However, she kept her lips shut and she watched her partner as his sharp eyes scanned the forest just off the balcony.
The flush on her face only deepened when he leaned over her to speak in her ear. "S-sure," she replied, knees feeling unceremoniously weak. Bright blue eyes followed his lean frame as he moved to the balcony railing. She'd heard his warning, yes, but her curiosity was getting the better of her. The girl inched a little closer towards the railing, just far enough until she could see who Kirenai was so focused on.
He was dark haired, sturdy, and - above all else - handsome. Delilah caught herself before she stared too long. What was she thinking? Her gaze flickered to Kirenai before they returned to the stranger. She was in love with Kirenai. It wasn't right for her to look upon other men. It was then that she realized that this young man, whoever he was, would most likely be a vampire. She slapped a hand over her bite mark. Her blood felt warm and her neck was sore, the skin tender. Why did vampires like it, she wondered. It was something she'd never understand.
"I'am Hailey. This is Scott, a friend of mine. We do not wish to harm you.... or your human-" Eclipse nodded toward Delilah. "We just need a place to stay for the day. I have another friend back there, a young fellow. Could you perhaps let us stay until the moon shows itself again?" She still didn't want to harm a human and she used her real name since no one really knew her name and she didn't use Farren's real name, which should keep Farren from killing her later on. She doubt Farren would let her live after this though.
Eclipse turned her pretend-to-be-friendly-gaze on Delilah. The human was staring to long at Farren. For some reason that really bothered her, but she looked back at Farren and sighed. Oh my goddess. She took a small side step away from Farren but kept her gaze fixed on the Vampire.
Kirenai raised an eyebrow. Sure. And his name was Fred. No vampire in their right mind would allow themselves to be called such plain, human names. He might have believed Hailey, but Scott?! Pfft. No way.
"We just need a place to stay for the day. I have another friend back there, a young fellow. Could you perhaps let us stay until the moon shows itself again?"
Kirenai nearly smiled. Nearly. "Now, now don't get ahead of yourselves. Firstly, why should I trust someone who uses false names. Of course, if they are real I am very much sorry, and pity your misfortune. Secondly, why in the world should I let you stay? You are strange to me, and I have no reason to help you. The 'humane' thing to do does not apply to our world, does it? So if you want to stay, you better be prepared to pay for it. This house doesn't run on 'please'."
Just then Kirenai realized Delilah was looking at that other vampire. For some reason, that irked him to no end. Frowning slightly, kirenai hooked his arm around her waist, pulling her close. Kirenai wasn't sure why he did it; his arm just moved on a whim.
He then noticed the human and briefly met eyes with the girl... slight and so obviously frail. Why was she looking at him so intently? Surely a mere human wasn’t so perceptive as to realize his true nature…? His gaze flickered down to her hand, pressed against the vein of her neck… how pleasant would it be to, like a vampire, drink the warm blood of the living day after day? Feeding when hungry and out of want instead of necessity? If all went well, he would soon know.
The vampire finally acknowledged them, albeit, with a single word. Farren eyed Eclipse warily as she stepped forward. “I am Hailey. This is Scott,” she said. A wave of irritation washed over the hybrid leader, as he forced himself to keep his composure, jaw rigid. He glowered at the warrior from the corner of his eye as she continued rambling – her intention weren’t harm, he was sure... but…
“Now, don’t get ahead of yourselves,” the vampire said – Farren could almost see the smile on his face, “Firstly, why should I trust someone who uses false names?” Clearly, he shouldn’t. Farren’s irritation towards Eclipse simply grew tenfold. Why on earth she had to go and make things more complicated, he couldn’t fathom. Harmless intentions or not, it did not change the intense aggravation he felt.
As the vampire closed his little speech, a strange expression passed his face as he hooked an arm around the human’s waist. Farren scowled slightly – if the vampire was so possessive, taking the bonded human could be… more troublesome than it was worth. However, it was far too early in the plan to decide on anything, so he simply shook his head. “Draven,” he stated. Eclipse had the right idea in hiding their true identities, but at the very least it could have been one the vampire could believe… although, in truth, the only title he enjoyed was his own true name.
“Your pity is unnecessary. I am Draven. This one truly is called Hailey, and we have another lurking in the forest,” he said evenly, gesturing back to the shadows of the trees. “Our homes were destroyed by hybrids, and we come seeking temporary arrangements.” The lies flowed smoothly from Farren’s mouth – he had gone over it many times beforehand, after all. He had been planning this event for quite some time now. Finally it seemed he would put it in motion.
However, this vampire wanted payment? Quite petty wasn’t he, with most vampires being so hospitable towards their own kind… “As for payment, we have nothing to offer.” Hybrids weren’t like the vampires, living in luxury and wealth. They had little on their persons they could spare. “Perhaps once our estates have been… reconstructed, we will be able to properly express our gratitude.”
Yes, the hybrids would surely show the extent of their gratitude when they take a certain human off the vampire’s hands…
Her attention turned back to the dark-haired vampire when he spoke. Draven. It was an unfamiliar name and was odd on her tongue, but she accepted the lie without a second thought that it could be fake. She eyed him as he spoke, taking in every detail: his eyes, the curl of his lips, the way he held himself. Kirenai and Draven - or who she believed was Draven - had appearances that were like exact opposites. One had black hair, one had white; one was tan, one was not. It was interesting, in a sense. She couldn't help but wonder if this new character was an opposite in personality as well.
"Why don't we let them stay?" Delilah asked her vampire, feeling a little sympathetic after hearing their story. "If our home had been destroyed by Hybrids, I'm sure they would have taken us in." She wasn't sure if she was doing this just to be nice or because of the curiosity that was building up. "We have the two spare bedrooms in the basement. The third could stay in my bedroom. I could sleep in your room with you." She innocently twisted a strand of turquoise hair around her index finger. Her other hand lifted from her neck and she examined the blood. By now her neck would have healed: she tended to heal quickly after being bitten.
Eclipse turned around and walked back swifty to Sora. She didn't want to leave Farren alone for long, so she quickly gave Sora a light punch on the shoulder. "Come on, Myrrin." She used another fake name but this name was the true name of her father. She hated the name but hey it was a vampire name. It wasn't long before she was beside Farren again. run. explore. get away. Her instincts were telling her to move. She wanted to so very very much but she had a job to do.
And then he heard the vampire and her human talk. The vampire knew something was up, but the human has asked him if they could stay. She had fallen for it. Hopefully the vampire would give in as well or else there cover would be blown. Then he heard someone walk towards him. Now it was his time to come and show himself. With a punch on the shoulder that was meant to be light, Eclipse said "Come on, Myrrin." Sora looked at her and shook his head. He whispered to her “Really....Myrrin? Is that the best you could think off” Before he went with Eclipse, he lifted his hands and made his claw grow. Then he quickly made a large scratch on his arm. It was not bleeding so that vampire wouldn’t go insane, but it was visible. Sora would pretend he had been hurt by a Hybrid...making the story more convincing. Holding his arm, he walked out and stood next to Farren. Speaking to the vampire, he spoke “One of the Hybrids hit my arm while they raided our home... the wound isn’t bad but It still weakens me....I would be grateful if we could stay at your home for a while”
"Why don't we let them stay?" The vampire's lips turned downwards as his human Bond suggested place where they could sleep. Of course. That was just the kind of person his human was. Kirenai, on the otherhand, was not nearly as generous. But, for Delilah's sake, he would consider it.
Kirenai weighed the two options in his head as the third member of the party showed himself. Yes or no...? The hybrids could have followed that injured one's blood trail. But it would be nice to have other vampires in his debt. However, did he want someone else intruding on his privacy? Hell no. The vampric community would hate him more than ever if he refused, but since when did he care about what they had to say? Since Kirenai had to worry about them coming and attacking Delilah. The vampire's frown deepened to the point where someone might actually notice it.
What to do...? Kirenai didn't want that Draven fellow in his house. The guy might be as tall as himself, and he couldn't handle that. But anyways, the other vampire seemed to be a lot like Kirenai. Sure, they were opposites physically, but Draven seemed to be as sure of himself as Kirenai. They were both Alphas, as Kirenai's werewolf would put it.
He turned to Delilah. "Honestly I am at a loss. These people will probably bring mounds of trouble if we let them in, but the vampric community will hate us even more if we refuse. Also, the hybrids might follow them here. So knowing this, what say you Delilah?"
Although the vampire seemed to be using it as an excuse to keep them away, Farren saw his comment a positive thing. It meant that the fool didn’t suspect a thing… meaning that what he viewed the most difficult aspect of the plan was already over. However, the vampire’s hesitation was rather unexpected. It seemed that they would have to play on the human girl’s compassion – from her previous words, Farren had determined her to have a surplus of it. “If it is too bothersome, we will seek refuge elsewhere,” he stated. He then purposefully glanced at Sora’s arm, drawing attention to it. He had to commend the hunter on the idea - it made things all the easier.
Turning back to the vampire – or rather, the human girl, he added, “At the very least, might we receive medical aid for Myrrin’s arm?” The name was foreign on Farren’s tongue, but he managed to get it out smoothly. He made note to invent false names beforehand next time, so that they would not have to rely on Eclipse. A fair warrior, but clearly poor at inventing names. There was a slight issue that vampires healed rather quickly compared to hybrids… but that line of questioning was easily evaded.“Hybrid venom,” he said quietly. “It slows the healing process. We’d rather him be treated before we travel any further.”
"Let them stay," she said, eyes studying Kirenai's face. "Even if it's only for a couple of days to heal, let them stay." Her sea colored eyes flickered to the face of the one called Draven. "We can call the vampire council and ask them to find a home for them when they are well enough to leave." Although it was a kind sentence, there was logic beneath it. If there was trouble, the council would fix it.
Without thinking of it she stepped back and beside Sora. There was a flicker of mischeif in her eyes but when she looked back at the vamp she looked releived. She put her hand on Sora's shoulder and squezzed it hard. For some reason she had flash of being one little happy family. Haha very funny. She thought driely.
“At the very least, might we receive medical aid for Myrrin’s arm?” What? Why would a vampire need- “Hybrid venom,” he said quietly. “It slows the healing process. We’d rather him be treated before we travel any further.” And another thing to add to the list of how dangerous the hybrids are. But still, there was that missing something to worry about. "Let them stay," Kirenai looked down at Delilah. Couldn't she see something was wrong? "Even if it's only for a couple of days to heal, let them stay." And then she looked at that Draven fellow... there was a slight prick of annoyance at that. "We can call the vampire council and ask them to find a home for them when they are well enough to leave."
Kirenai's brain went on double time. No! They, no, he, could not stay in this house! Then his mind clamped on the thing that was puzzling him. Hah. "Of course they can stay here." Only Delilah would be able to hear the hell no in that sentence. "That is... If you can answer a few questions." Kirenai turned to look down at the interlopers. "Where are your humans?"
Eclipse's voice was sad and yet it had a tinge of sympathy. Her red eyes were turning icy blue, like they usually did when she wasn't in her wolf form in a while, which was like twenty minutes to her. She grew nervous as she felt the need to change into her wolf skin. Instead of changing into her wolf skin she started to imagine owning a big house like this vamp and having her human that wouldn't die from the poison coating her fangs.
Ugh. I need to stop imagining the impossible. Eclipse's mind was getting over taken with mindbunnies. What if the vamp found out what she was? What if they attacked Farren when her and Sora's back were turned? What happened if she shifted forms right in front of the? Would they be okay with them or try to kill them? No. I need to stop these bad thoughts. If they attacked Farren, I can handle one itty bitty vampire. I can handle being in my human form long enough for this to be over and with no hesitation they would try to kill me.
Eclipse flinched when a certain thought crossed her mind. Oh, great. I'm talking... or thinking to myself. This is just the beginning of going crazy. Myrrin would be happy. She looked at Delilah and glanced back at Farren. They were looking at each other and it... irritated her. ALOT.
"Our human's were killed when they attacked. Myrrin's human died during our escape." The words came from Eclipse. He closed his eyes, immediately joining in on her idea. The hybrid hunter wasn’t good with emotions and he also knew some vampires actually felt no emotions. So he tried to find the middle of this problem. He sighed, playing the part and addressed the male vampire whose name he had missed: “I tried to save her...but the Hybrid was too quick... and my wound was already slowing me down by then”
Eclipse was wondering if it was a good idea to let the vamp choose the price. She sighed as she started tapping her foot against the ground. The need to move was getting stronger so she started to chew on her lower lip, being careful not to cut herself with her sharp fangs. Her once red eyes were now icey blue as they turned their gaze on the human. She doesn't look like she could hold on her own weight. She thought bitterly. Not bothering to hide her disapproval of the human she let out a huff.