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Mara Lamia


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a character in “Sponsor Me”, as played by LittleRedDucky


Mara as in Bitter & Destroyer. Lamia as in Vampire and Evil spirit.


Witch Vampire : Dithers between Voodoo and crystals.



|Physical Description|
The first thing you’ll see isn’t Mara, it’s her hair. Her large unruly head of hair; it’s thick, wavy and a dirty, golden blonde. Usually she ties her hair in a thick plait, otherwise when left untamed it falls down to her backside. Mara’s eyes are her sharpest feature, slanted and golden- orange they are quite clearly unnatural and give her a feline appeal. Mara's eyes are considered so striking, when upon you, they pierce like an arrow.
She’s very beautiful in an uncanny way, certainly not in the regular way. You could say she resembles some heathen goddess. She has an impish, fragile face that is either paired with a crooked smile or a fearsome scowl. Mara generally either gives off the impression she’s up to no good or that she's not someone to approach...ever. Mara is usually found scantily clad, wearing small, revealing tops and bottoms that reveal miles of leg. Which is a lot of leg, Mara stands at 5’10 so is considered fairly tall. She also wears an assortment of crystals and amulets.

|I can...|
...intimidate the hell out of you, make you old before your time, harass everyone, keep a secret and tell a lie, yearn for but never take something I truly want.

|But I can't...|
...change myself, keep friends, upset children, be vulnerable or delicate, keep my temper and give up tears, admit I'm beat or hurt, cook for my life, be prompt.

Mara isn’t someone to trifle with. She has a frightful temper, and a set of skills behind her that could leave you as a quivering old pensioner if you cross her. She doesn’t take insults lightly and doesn’t mind having a black-list as long as her body. Mara has a sense of pride, and those who look to tarnish it will find themselves knee deep in trouble. Mara likes to step on her enemies and those who upset her. In fact she likes to stamp on them and kneed them hard into the ground until she hears a crunch. Brutal much?

Put that aside though and she’s a pretty witty girl with a love for banter. It’s a known fact she can be spiteful and insensitive towards the way she makes others feel. It’s no real surprise though if you consider her “I couldn’t care-less” attitude towards the social side of everything.
Whether its out of jealousy or something else Mara doesn’t play well with other girls. It’s an issue she really needs to deal with. She’s extra touchy and sensitive around girls and takes offence quickly.

Quite the temperamental type. Things she enjoyed one day, she wont enjoy the next. Company she accepted today, won’t be accepted tomorrow. It’s surprising how many people are the same and just don’t realise it.

She doesn’t accept help easily and won’t give out help either. Once again her pride comes into play, you could probably say it’s her ego too. Mara likes to think she’s a single unit. It’s not like she’s had anyone to rely on else wise.

Most importantly Mara doesn’t hide who she is. There’s no real “other side” to her, sometimes people search for something hidden in her, something more, when she‘s got nothing left to show; or at least that’s what she leads everyone to believe, even herself. There’s loads to her personality but no ones written a book on how to interpret and understand women and I’m certainly not about to try now.

|I like...|
Most liquids, steak (rare), nature and her crystals, letting it all out sometimes, dancing, drawing, wearing baggy clothes in her own time, the sweet feeling of success, sincerity, bear hugs.

|But I don't like...|
Being sweaty, being caught unawares, being made a fool of, Marcus treating me like a child.

She finds Henri attractive, his intimidating aura does something for her.

The Lamia Blood-line has been a thick one and Vampirism has not always been apart of it. Like a genetic disease it has mutated it’s way into the family and skipped generations landing on certain family members like a bad omen.
Mara’s parents were both Witch vampires though, so her inheritance was inevitable. Her father married a witch vampire and together they made Mara, a gorgeous but noticeable vampire girl.
From the moment she opened her big golden eyes it was plain to see Mara was no human child. Even before she began to mature her parents wouldn’t be able to let her live a normal life.
Mara’s little family of three lived in a community that was home to many vampires in secret who were doing their best to keep their heads down low. They sent Mara to a small gathering at one house where all the vampire children would go for schooling. (only 3-4 children) This worked for a while, her parents were content that Mara was getting the best she could at such difficult times.
It didn’t last however as times got tougher. As the children got older it became harder to conceal them as they longed to go out and do things despite the danger and repression. People began to gossip about the children who didn’t attend the local school. Things grew hard and uncomfortable. Mara’s family moved when threats and blackmail began to arise about their “Witch daughter” getting burnt at a stake.

They moved around a lot after that, no where seemed safe though, not like the original settlement they had. Mara’s parents kept Mara sheltered from the worst of it, they couldn’t help but grow sad though that they had lost the only real friends they had ever had. The family grew lonely and Mara grew resentful of her parents for keeping her shut in.
Eventually when Mara was 14 her parents agreed to enrol her in the university of diversity. (After much discussion, arguments and tantrums.) Mara was entirely enthused about going to the U of D as it seemed to offer everything her parents had kept her from all these years. A proper education, friends and somewhere to settle.

She soon learnt the truth though. After being sheltered from most of the terrible goings on, when Mara had her first run in with humans, she couldn’t believe what was happening. She was like a frightened bunny rabbit caught in head-lights. She remembers it all too clearly. The dragging, kicking and scratching as she was torn away from the general population into some place dark and secluded in the woods. The punishment she under went for fighting back! It was a shock to the system, one she will never forget or forgive. It was also when she first found her familiar Marcus. Mara brought the attack on herself, she was witty and self-confident. She sneered and jibed at humans who were cruel in the hallways. They dragged her out of the school premises into a small wood near the university, Mara fought for all she was worth. She had no real idea that they intended to beat her close to death.
She was fighting back and losing to the group of older teenagers when Marcus appeared on scene. His roar that day still sends chills down her spine whenever she thinks back. He came crashing through the under-growth. An almighty male grizzly bear. He was gorgeous and terrifying at the same time. The human kids shit their pants and ran off leaving Mara dazed and weak. Mara wet herself and thought Marcus was going to eat her when he approached. Instead, he licked her cheek wound with his rough tongue and told her she was a lucky.

Mara returned to the university with Marcus and never had a fingered laid on her again. They called her names but it was better getting hurt that way than the other way. Marcus protected her until Mara grew tall and frightening herself, people didn’t bother her anymore at all unless they had balls of steel. That first day damaged her though, she resented herself for ever challenging her parents and she resented those kids for doing what they did to her. She vowed to herself never to let anyone see her that way again. She would never be frightened again. (and she'll never wet herself again, Marcus always reminds her of that. Asshole)

Marcus-: Mara's familiar, a rather large Grizzly Bear. He found her and saved her from a gang of students at UofD that had a habit of severely beating up Vampires. She owes her life to him and loves him more dearly than anything else in the world. She looks up to the male bear like a lost cub. He's a grumpy bastard, with a deep voice and a bad attitude. He's also the best thing that has ever happened to the Witch Vampire. Mara feels at odds about him being her familiar as he wasn't specifically given to her, he found her and stuck around. This factor has made their relationship more solid however.

|Theme Song| Fly-Leaf: Much like falling

"Much Like Falling"

When I said good morning
I was lying
I was truly thinking of
How I might quit waking up

He pointed out how selfish
It would be to kill myself
So I keep waking up

It feels so much like falling
Dying while I wait to die
The fear of something or nothing
Lonely empty lie

I don't want to be here, lying
I don't want to be selfish anymore
I want so much to change
Learning your love everyday
There's still so much to know

You grip my wrists
I let go

It feels so much like falling
Separated from the fear
Aware of a destination far away from here

It feels so much like falling
Separated from the fear
Aware of a destination far away from here
Far away from here

So begins...

Mara Lamia's Story

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Mara wasn’t one to cling to her parents, but returning to school was never something she enjoyed or did by choice. She was so stubborn and reluctant to leave it took an 800 pound grizzly bear to remove her from her family home. Luckily Marcus was accustom to moving the stubborn Vampire around. He was also familiar with giving her ‘a ride’ around and in fact had to carry the stubborn Witch child all the way to her school gates before she agreed to move for herself. Mara sat upon his back the entire way with her arms folded crossly and her eyes firmly shut in disapproval.

“Mara we’re at the school gates. If you don’t move, I’ll toss you so hard through that gate you’ll get streak marks on your ass.”

Mara opened one golden eye and glanced down, at the back of Marcus’ huge head. He began to count to 10. She quickly slid down with a huff, ignoring the wide eyed looks she was receiving from the human students and the wide birth they were giving her and her familiar. She sniffed her armpits and grinned widely at Marcus.

“Was’ the matter with them eh? Do we smell or something?” She joked, only to receive a moody grunt from the almighty beast as he began to make his way into the school. Mara shrugged at him and hoisted her duffle bag higher up onto her shoulder. In truth she smelt strongly of bear, sawdust and something sweet but that’s how she always smelt, it’d be news to her if someone actually told her.

Making their way further into the compound the couple found it fairly easy to make their way through the crowds, after all people tended to move out of their way long before they came into sight. Word travelled fast when there was a bear on the scene and a girl who looked like she’d been hanging out with Tarzan for the summer holidays. Mara stretched as she cruised through the students, wearing a short black tank top, a pair of swayed red Indian shorts and sandals. Her hair was falling loose and wild all over the place, it was a surprise no nearby students had become entangled in it yet.

Coming up to the vampire dorm, Mara spotted that various individuals had already turned up to nest. Their dorm building really was a tragic little mishap of a building, but it was home for most of the year and she’d rather be cooped up with all the vampires here, than share a shiny, designer dorm room with the human populace where you couldn’t tell the difference between the sink and the toilet.

Striding into the building she hiked the stairs.

“Smells like we’ve got company.” Marcus rumbled behind her as he carefully mounted the stairs. It was a risky business having something as heavy as Marcus in the delicate building.

Mara glanced over her shoulder at him. “Probably Sponsers. They’re not for us and you know it.”

She ignored the first floor entirely wanting to avoid all the unsavoury characters that bedded there, like nutty Abrum, the annoying mouse kid and Edmund; a short blond girl stood blocking the stairwell though. Mara straightened up to her full height before shoving past the girl, sending her flying down the hall.

“Get outta the way DWEEB!
she snarled loudly before continuing up the stairs until she reached the second floor. She sighed in aspiration when she spotted Edmund up here instead already leaning into a bedroom that wasn’t usually used. New student. Next she spotted Henri. Her heart did a few erratic beats before she turned her attention to the girl he was chatting to. Lilth. She shot them both a loaded look before unlocking her bedroom door and tossing her bag straight in.

Marcus paused at the top of the stairs and gave a glance around. “A lot of new faces. Alright Everest?” The bear muttered, giving the leopard a brief nod with his huge head. "Are these humans snacks or sponsers?"

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Sprawling, winding, bustling. An amalgam of decay and decadence. Like the Minotaur's labyrinth had been splattered with various styles from various times, such as Victorian, Greeco-Roman, or Medieval. It looked as though some insane, pack-rat architect tacked onto the structure piece after piece, never satisfied but unwilling to scrap anything.

Reid didn't know quite what to make of the place, this University of Diversity. "Well, gotta give them points for the rhyme scheme," he mumbled to himself. The straps of his bag dug into his hands impatiently. He let it rest on the ground, but absolutely refused to let go of it. Just because he'd yet to have a rock thrown at his head for being a vampire didn't mean he was ignorant of the fact it could happen. And bags were probably fair game for these humans.

"'These humans'," he scoffed under his breath. "Already you've started talking like a vamp."

He sighed again. Reaching into his breast pocket to pull out his pack of cigarettes and his lighter, Reid lit one up. Through the filter and past his lips, delicious smoke probed its seductive tendrils into his lungs. He held it for a moment before releasing it in the form of a smoke ring. Satisfied with his work, he then put away the rest of his stash, picked up his bag, and continued on his way. The map he'd shoved so carelessly in his back pocket was now a crumpled and torn mess, but it would still serve its function well enough. At least he hoped it would. As he stared more and more at the building he was supposed to be in, he began to feel slightly less sure of his map's accuracy.

It didn't look all that great. Home, even with those religious anti-vampire nuts roaming around, seemed like a far more appealing option. At least at home there was always hot water. This place looked like it lacked even running water. However, this had to be the place, because it kind of stood to reason that he wouldn't be hanging around in a penthouse or something, and on his map there was a note that marked this as the place. It was in a small font size and a footnote, not a proud, bold, and (possibly) embossed label like the others. The school wasn't proud of its vampire housing facility, that was for sure. They didn't want the vampires to be proud either, it seemed.

And so he entered, crossing the threshold with his back straight, cigarette hanging carelessly between his lips, his shoulders thrown back, and a broad grin on his face.

There was a stairwell in front of him, but he wasn't all too keen on going up just to return down, so he elected to take a short tour. After a quick once around he found to his slight but well hidden chagrin that the dorm he was looking for was obviously on the floor above him. Well, that at least means there has to be windows. But would anyone really notice another stench? Oh, but as soon as he went upstairs, passing by a poor girl who looked like someone'd tossed her aside like some sort of rag-doll, he caught a whiff of lingering cigarette smoke and he forgot all about her. Either someone had just lit one up, or there was someone who lived here and smoked often enough for a buildup of the smell. The possibility of both scenarios made him smile.

He breathed deeply before searching out his own dorm. This time he found it quickly, and along the way he'd seen a few interesting sights, rag-doll girl included. He whistled, "Animals, really! I didn't know they allowed pets." His thoughts revolved around the fact that so many of them had congregated together, as if debating the possibility of something interesting going on.

Well, curiosity killed the cat and all that. Even if he wasn't already dead, he wouldn't care. He crushed his burnt out cigarette under his foot, resolving to finagle a makeshift ashtray later, and walked down the hall. "Hey people," he called out.

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Marishka Amur

Marishka glared at her open door, scrunching her face up into a face that looked way too thoughtful. She had been pacing, or at least thinking of pacing in her tiger form, but it didn't seem possible. The school must of thought a small room would fit her, but the school most likely didn't care about who they put where in the vampire/sponsor dorm building. She shook her head and spat out a curse at whoever put her in the smallest room possible. Marishka walked out into the hall and cocked her head to the right, literally using her one eye to eye the group standing in the corridor. What was the matter with them? Were they planning a major attack on another group? Or just a group of friends talking? They all looked like they knew each other, but Marishka had been outcast in any society/friend group and had forgotten what social talking was like. Although she could care less about what they thought about her.

She was too busy observing them to realize the brown furry bear at the top of the stairs that was actually surprised when she inhaled his musky scent. Marcus! Marishka practically screamed the thought but instead of screaming it out she transformed, on accident. Her eye patch seemed fade and her bones thickened and moved, her skin melting in and her joints were popping. Marishka was then standing on four legs, her black and white hide standing out like blood on snow in the dusty building. Of course, being a one-eyed tiger was almost worse then being a one-eyed person, but it was something she was apparently proud of being. It's not everyday some person sees a green one-eyed tiger that is also white. She liked being different.

Marishka skirted around the group of vampires and humans, making her way to Marcus the big bear she had met some time ago. It was almost strange to walk on four legs inside a building. She also made sure her claws were sheathed and the people were on the left side of her, making sure to keep them away from her blind spot.

Marishka paused a few feet away from the big grizzly, and lifted her nose to smell the air around him. She blinked slowly, a feline's way of saying hi to a good friend or saying, "You seem friend worthy!" It was natural for her to do so, and was quite glad that there was someone she knew here. Or more then just a someone but people. Mara should be here too, if Marcus is here. Her sparring partner was here. Finally! Someone I can spar with... And take out energy on. She couldn't help the last bit. Sure the school work would keep her busy, but after she was done with her schoolwork, she'd still have a lot of restrained energy inside.

Marishka looked at Marcus and sat down. She growled softly.

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Dismay stands outside her closed door, staring rather intently at a small scratch that marred the glossy deep-oak finish. Feeling a twinge of discontentment at the sight of this flaw that had intruded her perfect space, she gave a soft sigh. No matter how hard I try to brush away these disturbances of non-order, they keep coming back! And to think; outside on my very own front door..." "Hey people,". And here was yet another disturbance on her peace; other vampires. Turning her head to the right, Dismay could make out a male vampire standing down the hall from her own room, shouting like an idiot. She couldn't help but have one eyebrow twitch in annoyance at his loud voice. Before really thinking it through, she bites out, her voice cold, emotionless, yet eerily soft "Its rude to be loud near other people's room. I'd appreciate it if you'd show some courtesy and not be so uncouth." Without waiting to see his reaction, Dismay turns on her heels before continuing down the darkened hallway to her final destination: the utility room for some new lightbulbs.

However, half-way down the hall, Dismay pauses a few feet away from the animals and the other vampires gathered in the middle of the walkway. Her blood red eyes trained on them without emotion as she stared at them, non blinking. Part of her couldn't help but wonder what they were doing blocking the hall and the other part just felt annoyance. Everyone seemed to be getting in the way of her tasks today. Not that she really cared about their presence but still. "I should probably check them.." came her soft muse as she side-stepped to the right to lean against a wall. Closing her eyes, she takes a deep breath before blood red tendrils sprout from her small form. Of course, she was the only one who could see them. As if they had a mind of their own, the tendrils began to snake their way through the building, latching briefly onto Henri, Lilith, Marishka, Reiding and Mara. A small, slight shock entered the said vampire's body briefly before it abruptly disappeared as the tendrils had receded back to their owner. With a small sigh, Dismay opens her glowing blood red eyes that slowly faded back to normal "That was pathetic..." came her disappointed murmur as she moved away from the wall.

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Usagi Cross

"Usagi..Stop please, your scaring me!" A voice screamed, trembling..yet the girl with pink hair didnt falter. "Stop! STOP!" The voice continued as the "monster" came near. It was taunting her, waiting for her prey to run for it.. Usagi's eyes clenched, 'Th-that isnt me..' "get away, Usagi." A girl cried. "Y-you killed him!' 'No.No! I didnt!' The girl glared and screamed once more. 'Please..Stop, dont say it.' "YOUR A MONSTER!"

Pink eyes snapped open and she jumped, disturbed and scared. She dug her fingers into her hair and held back any unrestrained emotion.
That nightmare shook her body and cold sweat covered her skin. Again, this was the third time this week the memory came back and it was driving her close to insanity.. Literally. Feeling her heart beat fast and hard, she got up warily from her nap and looked at the time.. 'Its only been an h-hour..' Strange, Usagi usually slept more.. Her breath shaky, she sighed. 'Oh well.' It was her first day again at this school, so she assumed that she should get ready. Looking around, she slipped on her messy uniform, consisting of a skirt and a blouse and set off, without even brushing her hair, which had to be a complete pink mess. Though it was something people got used to, since she always fell asleep everywhere, so brushing- she believed was a total waste of time. Along with a few other things..

Walking through the dorms, she past a few humans and felt a few glares, though she merely continued on and looked around for any familiar vamps. It was better to rely in numbers.. But there was that rule.

No mass grouping with vampires without a sponsor(s).

'Stupid rules.' Usagi resisted a roll of her eyes and she sniffed the air. There were a few familiar scents, and to finished her objective at the moment, she turned in the same direction. In the meanwhile, Usagi took her time to observe the place. Nothing really changed. The dorm was a shabby but at the same time decent place to stay. Rotting walls, creaking steps and doors.. Very homey. Though she never really cared since all she did was sleep.. and doing that didnt have anything to do with looking around and judging the area. Yawning, she saw a group of vamps in the distance, consisting of Mara, Henri, and a few others. Not the closest vamps, but who was she close with anyways? Besides they werent bad..

Feeling a shiver run down her spine, she decided not to say anything as the nightmare still gave her a shake. So to calm herself, she slipped out some yarn she kept in her pocket and started to play around with it. Her finger movements were fast and precise as she pulled and twist the string into difficult shapes. It was fun to watch though. And to her, it was fun to do... It was calming as well.

She needed something to calm her down at the moment anyways. Her heart rate was still fast and she didnt enjoy the hard pounding it gave off. Usagi also didnt enjoy the idea of the others hearing her fear.. "..." Trying harder to distract herself, she hummed a small and quiet tune. It was only for her ears to hear... every once in awhile however, she glanced up at the near vampires and couldnt help but hear a few of their own words.. They probably wouldnt notice her at the moment..

[OOC: Not much interaction here, but there will be more, I just want to get a post in :3]

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He watched Everest as the snow leopard purred with delight. That spoiled cat. Always getting Lilith’s attention first. Henri knew it was stupid to be jealous of his familiar, and he was definitely not jealous, but it was kind of unfair how Lilith always seemed to greet Everest before him.

After hugging Everest, Lilith turned her attention to Henri. She stepped into his arms and he gave her a strong, yet gentle embrace.

I'm happy to be back, not that I didn't have a good time in the three weeks I was there it was just difficult what with having to hide in plain sight,” she said.

Henri nodded in understanding and, realizing Lilith couldn’t see his nod, simply murmured, “Yeah.”

She pulled away slightly and looked directly into his eyes. “Oh but there was an 'almost-indecent'. My hair has gotten so long and thick that it's getting harder to hide. Well I tripped bringing in some tea for my mother and a neighbor friend of hers and the hat fell off. She had gotten up in concern at first, then she noticed my hair.”

“Tha' must've been awkward,” Henri muttered bitterly, a brief frown creasing his brow. “I bet she didn’ even have the nerve ta ask ya 'bout it.”

Lilith took a handful of her hair and studied it intently with her magenta eyes. Henri reached out and brushed a strand from her face and behind her ear, his frown forgotten as the silver locks danced under his fingertips.

I told her I had some disease that made me gray prematurely and that it had been hard growing up with it.” The sudden sneer on her face did not surprise Henri as he absent-mindedly stroked her hair. He was fine with her hair being silver. The color suited her. He couldn’t even imagine Lilith being a blonde or a brunette or, even worse, a ginger. The thought made him visibly shudder.

Humans are so strange. They would rather believe an obvious lie than face the truth so long as the lie is prettier.”

“Tell me 'bout it,” agreed Henri. “Humans are such a goddamn pain.”

Honestly, Henri didn’t want care about the thoughts of humans, but since humans were the majority, it was necessary to heed their opinions. He knew of Lilith’s troubles when interacting with them outside the university and he could relate to them.

Whenever he visited his parents, he also had to go through the burden of acting like a human. His parents never forced him, but he wanted them to keep their jobs and, of course, their friends. He had fallen into the role of the troublemaker son who sometimes dropped in to say hello to his folks before going off to play basketball and steal more leopards from the zoo. Yes, the neighbors seriously believed that he had stolen Everest from the zoo. Humans were weird.

He glanced down at a flicker of movement. Everest had gone to the door where an old grizzly bear stood. Marcus. And wherever there was a Marcus, there was a Mara. Henri’s gut wrenched at the thought of talking to that girl. He didn’t know what was wrong with her; she had rejected him then turned around and started ogling at him. Women were complicated like that, but then again, that was part of what Henri liked about them.

A lot of new faces. Alright Everest?” grunted the huge bear. "Are these humans snacks or sponsors?"

Everest flicked his tail in greeting. He highly respected the grizzly and bowed his head to indicate that. “Hello, Marcus. Welcome back.” His ears twitched at a loud crash and he looked past Marcus to the red-haired human tossing out furniture. "Oh, look. It's that fire truck kid. Not my breakfast, but you know how Henri has a habit of chewing on the new sponsors."

The snow leopard’s ears twitched again as he heard Lilith say, "We should go and see if we belong to any of these new sponsors."

Before the last word left Lilith’s mouth, Everest knew his master was already moving to the door to pick a fight with the fire truck kid. Henri called back casually, “Let’s hope this noisy fire truck ain’t mine, ‘cause he’s gonna need some repairs after I’m through with ‘im” before stepping into the hallway.

Everest sighed and intercepted Henri just outside the door. “And what do you plan on doing, Henri?”

“Someone’s gotta let ‘im know how things work ‘round here.”

Everest snorted. “You just want to show off in front of Lilith,” he accused.

Henri broke into a playful grin. He shrugged carelessly. “You psychic now, Evs?”

Everest cocked his head to the side as if to ask Really?

Henri lifted his hands up in surrender with a light chuckle. “Caught red-handed!” He then looked over his shoulder to Lilith and winked. “Ya know I love to show off in front of me lovely Báthory.”

With another sigh, Everest shook his head. Typical Henri. Always flirting. He never could give up on Lilith. The snow leopard turned his attention back to Marcus. "So how have you and Mara been doing? Good summer, I hope?"

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Ruairi Väduva

Ruairi was quite unhappy with the reaction of the huge red-head before him. He most certainly did not take the mouse-boy seriously when he said that he was his worst nightmare. Ruairi would make him regret that. With time of course, nothing could ever be done immediately and have the proper affect. No worries though, the mouse child could drive anyone crazy with his irritating antics and this Scottish fellow would be no different. If anything he would be a very easy mark, almost as easy Henri. Oh I'm sorry, I meant OHN-REE.

The boy’s tail twitched slightly and his ears stiffened on his head as the older boy obviously started to analyze Ruairi and his inhuman features. From the look on his face it seemed as though he had only just noticed them. Great, I’m stuck with the brute that is about as dense as a rock, he sighed slightly, at least this means I can probably get away with just about anything. This pleased him ever so slightly. Okay, it pleased him more than just slightly.

"So you're a mouse." Ruairi glared at the large boy before him. He really did not like his tone when he said that. Did he have an issue with his being a mouse? He wasn't about to point fun at his mousiness was he? "So, you shape shifting vampires turn into animals, and you're a mouse." In about two seconds Ruairi was going to pounce on Red and scratch his eyes out. The mouse boy visibly fumed at the insulting way in which Red pointed out the fact that yes, he could have been born as a powerful creature like a wolf or panther, but was instead born as a pathetic mouse. It was something Ruairi had always had to live with. "Well, this is a first. Never met a shifter before."

"I was unlucky enough to be the first it seems." Ruairi grumbled, his voice dripping with spite and animosity. The mouse child grumbled as he watched Red grab a cigarette and put it in his mouth. "Oh great another one." Ruairi's sense of smell was slightly more sensitive than the average human's or vampire's, thus the smell of smoke really bothered him. The mouse boy, had he have been slightly less aggravated may have made a note of the fact that the elder boy did not put any effort into lighting it, but alas he was far past being slightly aggravated and didn't not notice Red's attempt to follow the rules.

Ruairi was about to crawl back to his room when Red opened his mouth to speak again, "Well, I'm your sponsor then. Since I'm stuck here, might as well find the rest of them. And you, little man, are gunna direct me, unless you wanna be stuck in here." The look on his face was obviously meant to inform the mouse-boy that he was being serious, but Ruairi was hardly in the mood to be ordered around. Especially by him.

"And you're going to make me, huh Red?" Ruairi scowled at the red head, then gave him a smirk obviously meant to be a challenge. Unfortunately for the small child the giant teenager had already been distracted and relatively shocked by the two wild animals that roamed the halls. Marcus and Everest. YUCK. Surprisingly, however, he didn't seem scared of either beast, more like he simply wasn't expecting to see either one of them inside the building. Taking advantage of Red's distraction with the two animals, Ruairi scampered to him, still on all fours.

"So, do talking animals wander these halls a lot, or have I been shipped home?" Finding no way around his massive frame, Ruairi crawled underneath the boy's legs and began to continue in the general direction of his room. He was a little wary of continuing his journey, however, due to the feline that prowled the floor.

Once he was a a few feet away from his sponsor Ruairi finally looked back at him and responded to his question. "Why don't you figure it out yourself, stupid." Sticking his tongue out he moved his hands and legs as fast as he could in high hopes of making it to the safety of his room without being beaten into a pulp or eaten by the snow leopard only a ways off. Although, if push comes to shove, Ruairi was sure that Lilith, which he could see from here would offer some kind of safety even if he didn't necessarily want it.