fear me

“With a savage grin, he let out an inhuman roar of bloodlust and threw himself into an unholy orgy of blood, ruthlessness, claws, and death.” Sampson Caine. Demon. Ancient Hunter of Ancient Wolves...

[cainetheinsane-blog]

“There is not a need for staring, m’love. Come closer if you please.”

[brokenboyfoster-deactivated2015]

Family HC: The Loupés.

Sasha Loupé: Age 19 Christof Loupé: Age 47 (deceased) Caleb Foster: Age 24 

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[joannetherph-deactivated2016100]

“Long time as in months? Or long time as in centuries? You can never tell who’s immortal these days.” There didn’t seem to be anything notable about everyone’s new home, besides the lack of any real authority by anyone. “What exactly were you looking for?”

[cainetheinsane-blog]

“I believe my mortality is private, thank you very much.” For a moment, something heinous and dark flashed in his gaze, yet he played it off as an itch of his nose before it could go noticed, hopefully enough. “A community like this, if that answers your inquisition steadily enough.”

[charlie-fabray]

Zevi wished he had the bravery of Haylee or the peace of his mother, but he had neither and there wasn’t a way he’d found yet to fake it. So he stood completely frozen in the shadow of the huge man shaking. “But you… you don’t even know me. W..why would you come see me?” ‘To kill you for the fun of it you idiot’ The mean voice in his head taunted. “Just want shaan*, please.” 

[cainetheinsane-blog]

“I hear it’s quite the place. And,” he smirked, picking a faux piece of lint of the wolf’s shoulder just to amplify his intimidation, “with a nice gent like you employed there, it must be worth my time.” With that, and a toss of a bill upon the bar, Sampson stood from the stool and offered one last smirk to the boy before making his leave. “I’ll see you around.”

[hayleeho-blog]

“It’s nice to meet you, Sampson.”

“You don’t, but you seem  a bit suspicious. Not in the horrible way, but I say what’s on my mind. I’m pretty direct. There’s plenty of interesting people here, Sampson. You were drown to the right place. Is there someone you’re looking for in particular?”

[cainetheinsane-blog]

“Suspicious? What endows that idea into your pretty little head? And I would assume so, that’s why I’ve come. I’m not sure, to be perfectly honest. I just haven’t met them yet.”

[boarderpuckerman-blog]

“You got it man.”

“To New Orleans? No. I just moved here. What about you?”

[cainetheinsane-blog]

“Ah, I see. I was hoping to ask if you knew of any book stores here. Just here on some business.”

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Vera nervously chewed on her bottom lip. She knew people thought her way of communicating was a bit…invasive, but this method was a hell of a lot quicker than her speaking. Pulling on her sleeve to cover her hands, the smaller woman let out a poor excuse for a laugh in hopes of making the situation lighter. You’re right, and I’m sorry.. It would of taken much longer to ask for permission. Her voice echoed in his head, as she grimaced at the truth of her words. At least she wasn’t listening to his thoughts. Vera straightened up and cleared her throat. “—Uh…I ca..n, I-I can st-sto..p?” 

[cainetheinsane-blog]

Sampson’s brow remained cocked as the timid young woman spoke in his head once again, the versatile hunter becoming used to it. He remained calm, cool, and collected at the mere thought of her reading his thoughts and his motives. Sampson liked to think of himself as a problem solver -- he’d go to great lengths to eradicate such a problem. Though, when he realized why it was the special human had to, he simply shrugged it off and took another swig of his drink. “As long as you don’t find yourself divulged in this head of mine, be my guest. Interesting party trick, I must say.”

[gabrielxxarcher]

“Well… I could be wrong, but I believe that’s the point. You know… New Orleans and all. That’s like going to Vegas and saying you should gamble, as though it’s not already a given.”

[cainetheinsane-blog]

“And where do you suggest I find the ‘fun’? I don’t believe I am the type to enjoy Bourbon Street as much as the rest of the world.”

[ldarchived-locked]

Lenora didn’t notice the predatory look in the man’s eye, her welcoming smile never wavering from her face. “Great. Thank you, it was all Se- the previous owner, I mean. But Brianna and I have tried to make it as great as he did.” She smiled, sliding down to sit net to him. “Can I get you anything? Water, tea, coffee..?” She offered, sitting bac in her chair. “Yes, absolutely. We can set you up in one of our suites.”

[cainetheinsane-blog]

“Well, the both you have done quite the job.” Brianna, that was another person to watch out for in the handful of targets Sampson had in mind. The massive man straightened out his tie and gave no impression other than one of a business man, his theatrical nature making this one of the most enjoyable parts of his hunt. “Coffee, if you’re offering. It was a long trip from Seattle.” Taking out his briefcase, he took the business models that were on the man that he murdered out and laid them across the table. “Your hospitality is very much appreciated, Ms. Darling. By the end of my stay and the deal I’ll be implementing, I’m sure we’ll be great friends.” Sampson grinned, a charming, boyish smile, before leaning back in his own seat.

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               “Only the cruelest hunters set their traps with terror and trepidation. 

I am the predator. 

                                               You have always been the p r e y.”

[ldarchived-locked]

“Likewise, Mr. Caine.” Lenora stood, smoothing over the creases in her skirt as she made her way over to him, offering him a hand. “Of course, come in. Did you find the place alright?”

[cainetheinsane-blog]

Sampson shook her hand, eyes running over every detail of the infamous Lenora in only half a second. The man he had investigate his targets before his arrival gave him the descriptions, history, and biographies of those he needed, Lenora being at the top of the list. “Just fine. What a gorgeous hotel you’ve got here.” Implementing his favourite boyish grin, Sampson moved to sit down for their meeting. “So, I’ll be spending a little while here with you in this hotel, just to identify what strength of security purposes need to be put where. That is the plan, now isn’t it?”

[cainetheinsane-blog]

“It’s a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance, Ms. Darling. I’m Sam Caine from Magnum Protective Services. May I come in?”

[joannetherph-deactivated2016100]

“Eh, I’m just a realist.“ She lifted her shoulder in a shrug, shaking off the notion that she was melancholic at all. “New Orleans is just another dot on the map. Nothing special, you know?”

[cainetheinsane-blog]

“Ahh, if you say so.” Stroking the course hair of his jaw, the demon felt a chuckle without mirth bubble in his chest. “Not to me. It has something that I’ve spent a long time looking for.”

[kgarchived]

“Just an observation, you obviously have a lot to be proud of. I doubt that, darling. I’m surprised you couldn’t sense it.”

“Hm, you do have a good point. You would certainly lose your air of mystery if you told me.”

[cainetheinsane-blog]

“Who says I couldn’t?”

“It certainly would. It’s much more exciting to figure it out on your own, wouldn’t it?”