Before All Others

What is death but the first step towards true power? Adam, the First OOC Information: please read

[fleshandthedevil]

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fleshandthedevil:

“Village Love (or Rural Love) ”

Jules Bastien-Lepage ( 1848-1884)

[kiwiallblacks]

[deservinghell-blog]

Would someone literally

just fuck. my. life.

[firstofeden-blog]

I like to think I've been quite accommodating, considering the circumstances.

[deservinghell-blog]

Adam’s fumbling is enough to trip the switch, and although the angle isn’t ideal as they struggle, the spray catches Henry across one side of his face, blistering and peeling the flesh from his cheek and sizzling at the outside corner of his eye.

He howls in agony, his claws sinking deeply into Adam’s arm and ripping feebly at it as he tries to break the hold. But his muscles have already begun to slacken from the silver exposure, and before he can do much of anything, his knees buckle.

[firstofeden-blog]

Henry's nails draw blood, tear flesh, and Adam is more than happy to release him if only to observe the weapon's effects from a less painful distance. 

"I have to thank you, Henry." He says, pulling away his makeshift mask and letting it fall to the floor. "If not for you showing your hand during our first encounter, this might not have been possible."

[abrahamlincolnvampirehunter]

[firstofeden-blog]

Henry’s mad dash towards the garage has not only alerted Adam to his quarry’s presence, but offered him the most convenient opportunity for an ambush. One he’s not planning on missing. 

His steps are silent, inhuman eyes dilated and fixed on Henry’s silhouette, fingers twitching in anticipation as he slinks in close enough to strike. And then, without a moment’s hesitation, moves to latch his arms around his prey’s neck. 

[deservinghell-blog]

It’s a perfect storm of failures on Henry’s part. Because though he may have the edge in a battle of sheer resourcefulness, he will never be able to overpower Adam hand-to-hand.

When the trap is sprung, Henry is feeble as the freshly turned vampire he’d slaughtered on Adam’s doorstep.

He stumbles forward a half-step when Adam hooks both elbows round his neck, instantly swinging a toe back to try and sweep his attacker’s feet out from under him. It’s a weak defense, but he has no intention of letting the son of bitch drag him off without a fight.

[firstofeden-blog]

Adam loses his balance, but it's not of much concern to him. He's not aiming to immobilize Henry-- the struggle would be a tiresome exercise in futility-- but there's something else he reaches for when Henry's hands instinctively reach up to grasp at his arms. 

He rips back the fabric of Henry's sleeve, exposing the convenient little contraption wound around his wrist. Adam's stability slips just enough to bring his face into view-- what part of it is not carefully covered with cloth-- as he pushes Henry's wrist back towards his own face and attempts to activate the device. 

[deservinghell-blog]

Henry would not have been surprised to find evidence of an intruder upon reaching his property. But something like adrenaline, coupled with his hunger, makes it difficult for him to put significant focus toward anything but getting to the walk-in fridge in his garage. The blood he has on ice there will be approaching its expiration date, but before he decides to drain somebody and shit on the better part of a century on the wagon, he prefers to exhaust his other options first. Even if it means stumbling into a trap.

He doesn’t even need to open the fridge. The scent of blood is sickeningly thick on the air when he steps into to garage.

[firstofeden-blog]

Henry's mad dash towards the garage has not only alerted Adam to his quarry's presence, but offered him the most convenient opportunity for an ambush. One he's not planning on missing. 

His steps are silent, inhuman eyes dilated and fixed on Henry's silhouette, fingers twitching in anticipation as he slinks in close enough to strike. And then, without a moment's hesitation, moves to latch his arms around his prey's neck. 

[highempressofdirt]

#And I do love a good drama.

  Have any favorite telenovelas, soaps, things like that?

[firstofeden-blog]

I do have something of a soft spot for the series Game of Thrones.

The soap operas I’ve left on for Henry to enjoy at the moment. 

[highempressofdirt]

  Aww, like leaving the TV on for a bird so it doesn’t squawk at itself.

[firstofeden-blog]

Accurate, yes. 

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Can any vampire turn a human or do they have to be a certain age before they are able to do that?

Always so curious, aren't you? You know there is a very easy answer to any and all questions you might have regarding my kind.

Provided you survive the process, of course. 

[firstofeden-blog]

parabolicshot said: The idea of you watching television makes me laugh for some reason.

What, did you imagine that I sit about brooding all day with my chin in my hands like the vampires in fiction? Have you ever tried that? It gets old so very fast. 

[highempressofdirt]

#And I do love a good drama.

  Have any favorite telenovelas, soaps, things like that?

[firstofeden-blog]

I do have something of a soft spot for the series Game of Thrones.

The soap operas I've left on for Henry to enjoy at the moment. 

[firstofeden-blog]

parabolicshot said: The idea of you watching television makes me laugh for some reason.

What, did you imagine that I sit about brooding all day with my chin in my hands like the vampires in fiction? Have you ever tried that? It gets old so very fast. 

[firstofeden-blog]

gammapulsed said: This seems terribly foreboding.

I do try. 

[firstofeden-blog]

Is there something in modern day stuff that you like? (Also: ominous nursery rhymes? Creepy, dude.)

There are many things modern technology has offered me that I do enjoy. I have been known to pick up a controller every once in a while and succumb to hours of mental zombification when the mood strikes me, particularly the more violent ones. 

Computers on the whole are devices I find myself constantly impressed with. IP addresses provide locations, global images provide a steady stream of information that can prove more than a little useful on hunts. One might think themselves safer with a host of alarms and cameras at their disposal, but this, of course, could not be farther from the truth. Technology links the world together like the strands of a web; the smallest touch will always leave traces.

Robert Frost is one of my favorites when it comes to poetry. 

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But so with all, from babes that play At hide-and-seek to God afar, So all who hide too well away Must speak and tell us where they are.

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Caution is a trait so deeply ingrained in Henry Sturges that even had the latent desire to end his miserable existence resurfaced, he wouldn’t know what to do with it. So of course, in the wake if his attack on Adam’s new brood, he took all necessary precautions to lie low in Manhattan and wipe his trail clean.

But not even he can plan for every contingency.

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[firstofeden-blog]

Adam is not a tracker. His senses, though finely tuned, clash with the intricate, meticulous workings of his mind. So when Henry slaughters the most innocent of his newly acquired brood, he fights to hold back his rage; he makes the trip to Henry's well-stocked little home, and he waits. 

As always, his patience is rewarded.

And the most satisfying part of it all is that Henry's given him the most convenient little meals to keep him fed while he passes the time. Pity that he's emptied the last of them. 

[firstofeden-blog]

Who would win in a fight: you or the Hulk? On a related note, what happens if a vampire gets dismembered? From what I've seen you don't regenerate, but if the extremity is returned, can it be re-attached?

I believe the subject of vampiric strength versus that of this Hulk has already been tackled by your...more creative members of society. Amusing to say the least.I'm not the sort who likes to resort to violence, however, and I certainly don't need my strength validated. As long as the beast has no quarrel with me or my kind, I have no desire to intervene in its business. Dismemberment is easily remedied, though not glamorously, or gracefully for that matter. We heal more easily than humans do, we are more resilient, more....permanent. So long as everything is put back in its place without a trace of silver, time will-- as they say-- mend all wounds.

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(by Patrick Kuhre)