#spikethebl00dy

[boundxbyxbelligerence]

FIVE

spikethebl00dy

gentilitium

scruffymonsieur

rotteidioti

betterhealing

      His arms tense with the soaking fluid,       running through the fabric of the shirt       he is clad in, wetting the now shuddering       skin beneath, pale fingers curling, while       the expression contains a mixture of       anger and astonishment.       "--- Did'cha jus' spill holy water on me?!"

[killerxclone]

// Can I just say that it is so awesome that you are rping Helena? She is my favorite character in that show and you are portraying her well. <3

oh, sweet jesus, i'm blushing hardcore because you are actually so talented. so, so talentedwooow, thank you so much. you are an angel <33333

[drusillawantstoplay]

that’s dirty

(54) "Let’s spice it up a little." Dru smirked as she sauntered forward.

[dulcetbloodmercy]

"Make as many stab wounds as you want."

The slayer frowned upon hearing the vampire's comment. Was he mocking her? Or perhaps even taunting her to continue?   " What good will it do? Eventually he heals, just like you, just like all of you. "  She confirmed, her eyes set on the piece of sharp metal that had been used for this violent act.   "While this might  satisfy  my frustrations for now but  it won't finish the issue here."   Both issues that was as it included the injured immortal and the fact that the girl had suddenly lost her patience. 

[drusillawantstoplay]

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Dru grinned as she saw him. It made her heart beat a little faster, concerned on what he would think of her. Barely time to think when she was engulfed into a tight hug. "Spi-IKE! Ow." The usual tight hug felt too tight against her weaker human bones. She whimpered a little before hugging him back. She felt like his scent was dulled. Stupid human nose.

[darckcarnival]

Werewolf hunting was never the fun type of work. Even less fun when the creature you were hunting happened to be completely feral, deadly, and had no control what so ever. The only option was to put them down, before any more people wound up dead, or worse, changed.

Darck was following the scent of old blood and mangy dog. Grumbling the whole time... And oh what luck, it had been raining. And water had a tendency to wash scents away. Thus making this a lot harder than it had to be. Thankfully, the half breed had gotten off a lucky shot. Injuring the creature's hind leg, thus allowing a trail of blood to splatter the ground. Without that, it would be nigh impossible.

No doubt however, in this location... She knew there could be other creatures of the night in the city. And with victims and body count having already risen to ten, they knew full well what was hiding in the back corners and derelict buildings in the area.

Following the trail with gun in hand, the creeper walked along old pathways... there was something else being caught by her senses. Another blood sucker. Maybe there to get rid of the werewolf? Or her, which ever happened to be more of a threat.

"If you think I don't know you're there, then I'm sorry to burst your bubble."